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The TV Host and Hostess “Are you going to want some this evening?” the pretty blonde asked. She had known and worked with the pleasant man for nearly thirty years. Their affair happened out of closeness and need. Although both of them were married, the taping of their show took them to places all around the world. It was during the second year of their association that it had happened the first time. It was good; so very, very good. They both knew that if the tabloids, or the show’s producers ever got wind of what they were doing, their jobs and their marriages would be history. She had started working the show when she was 19; he was 26. The show was a tremendous success and, when traveling, the head of security began making arrangements for the two stars to have adjoining rooms, in order for them to ‘make plans’ for the next day’s shoot. The two paid the man handsomely for his discretion, too. Twenty eight years later, the show was still going strong, so was the affair. “Actually, I feel pretty good this evening, even after taping three shows, back to back. The door’s always open. I’ll order room service; lobster okay?” “Lobster always makes me pretty full and you know I don’t care to fuck on a full tummy. How about some fried shrimp and Caesar salad? I’ll be back after I shower.” She gave the handsome man a quick kiss and brushed his hair back with her hand, “Take a little yellow pill, I feel pretty horny this evening.” While she waited for their meal, she called her husband in California. He updated her on their girls’ school activities and how his current project was progressing. After the “I love you’s” were exchanged, she sauntered into her partner’s room, “Mmmm… that smells good; I’m starving.” As he poured the wine, he asked about Jim and the girls. After all he had been Jim’s best man, even though the bride had been sharing a bed with him before she and Jim had met, “You know, all these years we’ve been working together, I’m sure Jim has to be a little suspicious of us. I would be if it was the other way around.” Chasing a bite of shrimp down with her wine, she replied, “I’m sure he probably does suspect we have sex. But, he makes 80grand a year, and I make three and a half million. He gets all the pussy he wants when I’m at home, and he loves being daddy to the girls. Ciara will graduate next year and be off to college; Jenny’s right behind her the following year. He’ll have lots more time on his hands after they’re gone from home.” His croutons weren’t quite as crunchy as he liked, but as he chewed, he said, “Lily doesn’t even have much desire for sex anymore, since she went through menopause. We still do it, but it’s because I’m the one who wants it, not her. Besides, when I am fucking her, I usually think about you and the many ways we’ve done each other over the years.” Once finished with their dinner, he pushed the cart into the hall, closed and locked the door. He pitched his house robe onto the over stuffed chair and laid his head in her lap. He loved her lap; it was comfortable, had a wonderful smell and he was able to turn his head to the right… a place to kiss her thin, light blonde, pubic hair. Turning to his left, he could kiss her slim, smooth thighs. Instead of television, soft rock was playing on the CD player. Being this comfortable with each other was ‘old hat’ as she stroked his hair. Once his Cialis began to kick in, her other hand moved to his dick, “Hmmm… we’re about to get there, aren’t we, darlin’?” He slid from the big sofa and parted her creamy, white legs. For the next five minutes, he kissed and licked his way toward the pink pussy that was awaiting his gentle ministrations. Once he arrived at the portal, she raised her heels onto the cushions and scooted his target against his tongue. Her cunt was as delicious as it was when she was twenty-one. Because her children were born by c-section, her pussy was still tighter than most women her age. His tongue sought out her ‘love button’ while his fingers entered her vagina. After a few minutes, his ring finger wiggled its way into her asshole. She was an easily excited woman and was ecstatic with the sensation of being ‘finger-fucked and clitty sucked’. Her orgasm wracked her to the bone as fluids began leaking onto his fingers and into his mouth. He stood, helped her off the sofa and laid her on the thick, soft carpet. It was the same carpet they had used on previous trips to Hawaii; fourteen times over the years, to be exact. He lay on top of her smooth body and looked into her blue eyes, “You know I love you. My God, how I love you.” She smiled and nodded. His thick cock slid into familiar territory and hit bottom on the first push. Amazingly, her muscles tightened, almost making it hard to pull back for the next thrust. She credited her control of those muscles to a Vietnamese massage therapist she met in Singapore. The woman had told her of simple exercises that would drive a man nuts, with her pussy control. Within the first three minutes, she had another orgasm… followed by a third. As she began to breathe easier, his whole lower body started to tingle. He knew this was going to be a big load and grabbed her hips, “Oh… shit… Uhhh… Uhhh… Uhhh… Oh, God, Here it cums, honey… here… I… AhhHHHhhh… Ahhhhh… ahhhhh… ooooo….. Oh, yeah, oh, yeah… Mmmmm… you did me good, baby, really good.” “Since you took a pill, we should be able to do some more in a little while; you want me to stay in here with you?” He expressed his desire by rolling her onto her back and sucking her firm, luscious, ample tits. After an hour or so of fondling and small talk, she told him to lay back and let her please him. “Honey, you always please me. I’ll do whatever you want.” She knew that, with the help of the Cialis, she could use her wide mouth to bring his erection into play again. Her small hand, long tongue and soft lips did exactly that. Once blood had filled his cock for the second time, she straddled him and impaled her slim, beautiful body with it. As she rocked, helping herself to gain her own pleasure, she leaned forward and kissed her lover, “Jim doesn’t like this position; he says it’s the man’s job to take control and set the pace. But I know you certainly like it; after all, your eyes roll so far back in your head I can’t see your pupils.” “Do me a favor.” “What?” “Forget Jim when you’re fucking me. I never think about Lily; she’s the farthest person from my mind when we’re together. You just ride my old dick and enjoy me all you want. It’s gonna take thirty minutes for my balls to blow again, so do what makes it feel best for you.” She kissed him again and said, “I love you so much. Maybe someday we can be together and not hide our lov… oh, boy… here it cums, baby… here ittttttt… AHHHHHHHHhhhhhh, shitttttt!” He smiled at the woman and said, “I hope you’re not through, Vanna, it’s still gonna be a little while for me.” “Don’t you worry, Pat, I’m just gettin’ started.” |
Beth My wife and I became acquainted with Beth at a local game room, where a person can sit down, spend fifty dollars, and come out with five dollars worth of merchandise. It's a nice, clean facility, with a minimum age limit of twenty one, which limits noise, and undesirable language, from the younger set. Granted, many sexual remarks are made, as well as good-natured insults, but very little is said that would offend anybody, to the point of hurt feelings. Beth was not especially attractive, very plain, in fact, but there was something about the small woman, which just exuded an, 'I have great pussy' attitude. Compared to my wife, Callie....well, there's there is no comparison. Callie is drop dead gorgeous, and our sex life is great. However, after knowing Beth for several months, I was comfortable with making those, a fore mentioned, sexual remarks to her. To the best of my knowledge, she never took offense, nor told my wife about them. One morning, when she was leaning over the check-in counter, her blue jeans stretched tight across her nice ass, I eased up beside her and asked, “Hmmm, how long are going to be in that position?” Never even looking around, she replied, quietly, “Not long enough, dammit, will you take a rain check?” FUCK!! I never expected an answer like that! I just leaned back her way and said, “I hope it rains real soon.” Beth's husband, Jim, is several years older than she is....well, hell, so am I. Jim's brother, Monte Tanner, was a successful country & western singer during the 1980's, and now has a theater in Branson, Missouri, where he, and several other older singers, perform. Jim, who works for a local airline office, is gone from 5:30am, to 7pm, five days a week. He makes regular trips out of town, as well. Beth asked Callie, if we'd like to come to their place for some bar-b-q with Jim's brother, who was coming in for a few days. Since Callie plays guitar, too, she accepted immediately, and asked if she could bring her instrument. “You know, I've always loved Monte Tanner's music,” Callie told me on the way home, “He's so handsome, too. There was a time when I was absolutely in looove with him. When we go to Jim & Beth's, I'll probably have an orgasm if he lets me play with him.” I decided to test the waters a little. “Oh, so you want to play with Monte? How would you feel, if I wanted to play with Beth?” “I mean play music, Don,” she responded. I could tell she was thinking seriously about something. “besides, I see you and Beth flirting all the time. If you want to hit on her, just don't be upset if I do the same with Monte....or Jim...or both.” “Mother fucker,” I thought, “did I just hear that? Damn! Callie wants to swing! Ohhhh, what an oportunity!” Callie and I had several talks, over the next ten days. We both decided that fucking some new partners would be exciting. After each of those talks, we'd have a fantastic fuck of our own, no matter what room we were in. It was during one of those sessions that I learned a valuable lesson...don't get your balls caught between the couch cushions. I was still a little sore, three days later, when we drove the few miles to the Tanner Ranch. Monte, Jim's brother, was fun to be around. He was laughing and joking with Callie, and making suggestive remarks toward her, even in front of me. The food had been delicious, and plentiful, so when the other guests left, Beth started the clean-up. I volunteered to help, under the guise of needing the exercise. Jim loved playing music, too, so the three of them stayed out on the patio, enjoying their ensemble. Since the hour was late, she let her Mexican housekeeper go home, leaving the kitchen to Beth and I. At some point during the day, she had changed out of her jeans, and into some very short, shorts. When it was time to load the dishwasher, her constant, and prolonged, bending was making my ol' Fat Boy hard. I tried to adjust it, but only when I felt Beth could see what I was doing. My hand finally reached out, running upward, from her knee to her cunt. She smiled at me, over her shoulder, and asked, “Time to collect on that rain check?” “I'm damn sure ready,” I told her, “what about the orchestra?” She pulled her t-shirt up, and off, over her head, rubbed her nipples a little, then started unzipping her shorts, “Jim just gave me a signal, when he changed the music to 'Rodeo Clown'. Monte's in the process of getting Callie's clothes off. They'll both fuck her before she gets loose.” Her shorts dropped, the pussy before me was clean shaven, and glistening with some kind of oil. As small as she was, Beth looked like a teenager, except for the little 'crow's feet' at the corners of her eyes, when she smiled. “See,” she continued, as she began to loosen the buttons on my shirt, “Monte introduced me to Jim. I married him on the condition that I have sex with Monte, when he's in town. In turn,” my shirt was on the back of a dining chair, and my own zipper was now being lowered, “I never have to worry about where my next meal is coming from.” She grabbed my cock, smiled, and added, “or cumming from.” Beth's short, coarse hair barely framed her plain face, but it shined in the light from the overhead lamp. Before I realized it, that thick hair was in my hands, and I was kissing her thin lips. Our tongues fucked each others' mouths, our hands rubbing, and caressing, everything we could reach. Somehow, the door to the dishwasher got closed, and we landed on the throw rug, in front of it. The guitar music had stopped completely, indicating a threesome was going full force, on the patio. My entire dick sank into Beth, balls deep. She gasped, at first, but I felt like she was just trying to make me feel good. Then she began gripping my thighs with her fingers, pulling me as deep as she could. Her humping, and thrashing, brought her to an orgasm, fast. I was still several minutes away from cumming, when she grunted, grabbed me by my ass, and began, again. “My God, Don,” she managed to say, between panting, and jerking her body upwards, “Just fuck me... Fuck me hard... Deep... Fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeee.” I did. My nuts started tightening after Beth had her fourth orgasm. I knew this was going to be a big load, since my balls had been sore for three days, and I hadn't fucked Callie during that time. I was right. My cock spat like a pressure washer. Beth's eyes flew open when the first blast hit her cervix. “Oh, God!”, she said, jerking my ass, holding my shaft in place, “Oh my fucking God! What in the fuck are you doing to me? Oh, fuck!” My bucket of cum kept dumping, hitting bottom, splashing back, leaking out. I'm sure I'd filled Callie just as much, at one time or another, but I couldn't remember when. As I collapsed on her, our lips met, again. For the next ten minutes, we kissed...and kissed...and kissed. Again, I couldn't remember kissing Callie that much, or with as much passion. Fat Boy started another rise, inside her warm, very wet, sheath. After stirring for a few minutes, Beth whispered, “My ass, please. Put it in my ass.” Not being one to deny a lady such a request, I rolled her over. The rug burns on her back matched the ones on my knees, but who gives a shit? While she was still raising into position, I was able to get the right angle, and ram my dick in. Beth was not a stranger to anal sex, and was able to accept me, wholly. Twenty minutes later, I gave her a baby batter enema. My cum rolled, again, although not as much as my first dump. During the ass fuck, Beth came three more times. Her juices, mixed with mine, soaked the poor throw rug. We fell beside each other, holding and kissing, again. Ten minutes later, we stared into each others' faces, totally in love. Never, would either of us, enjoy another partner, as much as what we just enjoyed with each other. We decided to hit the shower, together of course, but first, we walked to the den. As we peeked thru the glass door, onto the patio, we saw Callie, riding both cocks at once. Jim and Monte were on their backs, with their right legs, over the others' left leg, hence placing their bodies in a 'balls to balls' position. Beth told me, “They like to call that the 'Tanner Tandem'. I've done it, but I think she's liking it better than me.” Callie's eyes were rolled back, as her head pointed toward the stars. One cock in her cunt, the other in her exquisite ass. She had only permitted my dick in there one time, but I decided, that wouldn't be the case, from now on. Beth and I were able to fuck again in the shower, then one more time, as we took pains to doctor each others'...'rug rash'. Wearing only bath robes, we returned to the den, to check on the patio activities. Monte was passed out on a lounge chair, Callie had Jim's flaccid dick in her mouth, trying to revive it. “Damn, Don,” Jim could barely catch his breath between words, “how in the hell have you been able to keep up with this sexy, fuckin' maniac? She's done fucked Monte's ass into the dirt, and I've dumped enough cum in her to float a fuckin' anvil. She still wants more!” I pulled Callie off Jim, but she immediately dropped to my waist, jerked my robe open, and took my cock between her teeth. “I think Monte slipped a little something in one of her drinks,” Jim panted, “she'll stay horny for hours. I don't know what it is, do you, Beth?” Beth's answer was lost somewhere in my moans, as I dumped my fifth load into Callie's throat. I did hear her say that they'd used the same thing on her before, and Jim was right, Callie would suck and fuck anything, until it wore off. We were invited to spend the night, since it would be a dangerous trip back to town. There was no way Callie could keep her hands to herself that long, and interference with my driving could be fatal. Beth made a point to Jim, that I would be sleeping with her....if we slept. Sure enough, there was very little sleep. Even if we didn't have sex each time, Beth and I loved, kissed, rubbed, stroked, and examined each inch of our bodies. By the time morning arrived, we had decided to leave our spouses, and be together, for the rest of our lives. As it turned out, we didn't have to announce the news first. Monte met us in the kitchen. “Don...Beth, I've asked Jim to quit his job. Hell, he's a better picker than most of the ones in Nashville..better than all of them in Branson. Callie's damn, fuckin' good, too. In fact, she's damn, fuckin' good, and...damn good fuckin'. She told me last night she wanted to be in my band, and in my bed. I'd love to have her join Jim and me. What do y'all think?” My new lover spun me around, wrapped her freckled arms around my neck, and kissed me. Then she turned back to Monte, “Don and I will keep the ranch. We'll keep their house in town, too. Jim can have the lake house, and the acreage near Branson. Y'all are welcome to come here, or cum here, anytime, we'll stay in town. My pussy, ass and mouth, too, all belong to Don now. No more fuck drugs, either.” Monte interrupted, “Damn thing is, Callie just went fuckin' crazy last night, I didn't give her anything. She just became, mother fuckin', obsessed, and by God, I liked it.” “Well,” I continued for Beth, after planting a kiss on her shoulder, “we're leaving for town in a few minutes. If Callie wants to ride in with us, she can pick whatever she wants, then bring her car back. Anything else she needs, we'll ship to her, as well as cash for her half of everything. Our lawyer can handle all the paperwork for us.” “He can handle our stuff, too,” Beth looked up at me, “there's not going to be any problems, anyway. I'm going to go tell Jim what's going on. Be back in a minute.” That was four years ago. Beth and I still can't get enough of each other. Although I'm forty-four now, we have sex, in one or more ways, every day. Even when she was pregnant with our twins, she would blow me, or give me her ass, when she felt it was unsafe to fuck her cunt. As for myself, I've always heard the old adage, 'use it or lose it'. Believe me, I don't want to lose it. Callie, and two other women, are living with Jim & Monte, in the house, they built, near Branson. |
I could see that Tee was watching my every move as I washed my cock, pubic hair and balls. I rinsed the washcloth, put a little fresh soap on it, and walked to the bed. There was a question in her eyes as she reached out, took the cloth and began catching cum and her own juices. She never took her eyes from mine as she wiped her cunt, “My God, Don. What did you do to me? No man has ever made me have that many orgasms. We gotta figure out a way to do this again, soon; I mean real soon.” “Oh, believe me; I’d love to do this with nobody else; every fucking day for the rest of my life. You know I’ve dreamed of this for over five years. I kind of feel bad that J.L’s not even in the ground, yet, and I’m already pounding my cum into his pussy... And just how many men have tried to make you cum, anyway?” She grinned as she cleaned up the mess on her snatch and the spots on her sheet, “Most of the time, all they wanted was to dump their own load. J.L. was better than the other three…. And that’s all; just four.” She handed the washcloth back, patted my wilting dick and said, “Wish I’d found number five, first. My boyfriend in high school broke me in. I think we screwed five or six times before he decided to work on another conquest. Then there was my first husband, Len; but I cheated on him. It cost me my marriage and custody of my girls. A good looking biker and I shacked up for a little while, but he left one day. That’s all I know about him. I swore I’d never cheat again. I met J.L., fell in love with the, proverbial, rich guy and started my career as caretaker for a sick man. It’s been nearly three years since he and I had sex, but I never wanted to cheat on him… well, I wanted to, I just didn’t. Now that he’s gone, it’s not cheating… and God, it was good.” Now for a little history of how this raven-haired beauty and got to this point…….. A few years ago, my daughter, Brenda, came home from college and brought her boyfriend. He slept late the next morning while she made the rounds, making contact with old friends from high school. As I was to learn, later, my wife of 21 years happened to pass by their bedroom door and saw the young stud asleep, with his cock at full staff; with a piss hard. She, evidently, decided to get a closer look and wound up with it buried inside her 40 year old pussy. Somehow, it became my fault because I couldn’t satisfy my own wife; resulting in her divorcing me and moving in with Brenda and… whatever the fuck the little bastard’s name was. Not long after the divorce, I found a small house and sold the big one. Tee was the real estate agent who handled the listing and she was very pleasant to work with. I’m sure that going to bed with her crossed my mind, at some point, but I was still pissed off at women in general, so it never occurred to me to try hitting on her. During one of our meetings, I asked her about her unusual name. “Mom was in a coma for a week after I was born. She wanted to name me Anastasia, but Dad couldn’t remember that… so… he told the hospital she wanted to name me… Tasmania. Yep… Tasmania. All my relatives were shocked, but never said a word to Dad. They were all relieved to hear him start calling me Tee. When they both died, I had it changed, legally.” I happened to mention that I was a computer nerd. I can install new software, like most people, but I can write programs and set up entire systems for multi-million dollar corporations, too. My original training is in repairing computers, and I’m fully capable of fixing almost any problem that can show up. Tee gave me J.L.’s business card and told me to contact him. As it turned out, not only did he own his own finance company (with three branches) but he owned a few commercial buildings and was the majority stockholder in the largest hardware/lumber yard in the county. Other than the finance company, a liquor distributorship gave him his next largest income. Needless to say, his data processing had to stay up to date. I had a good talk with the man and was hired to keep his system current and train his personnel. J.L. was a really nice guy, but his lungs were bad. Many times, he would remove his nasal cannula and step outside to smoke a cigarette. He had been told many times, by several doctors, to quit the killing habit. During one stint in the hospital, Tee was troubleshooting something in the main office at the same time I was doing some upgrading. We chatted a little and left the office at the same time. I told her I was going to Tres Amigos for a Mexican plate, and asked her if she’d like to join me. She declined, but just as the hostess was seating me, I saw her come through the door. “Changed my mind,” she remarked as I pulled the chair out for her, “A big, Poblano, stuffed with sausage sounds really good.” I grinned and repeated her words, “Stuffed with sausage? Yeah, that sounds REALLY good to me, too.” She snickered and flipped the end of her napkin at me, “You are a pervert, Don Parker. And you know better, too. I will not even respond to that remark.” However, when our server took her order, she glanced at me and smirked before she emphasized, “Stuffed with sausage… and have them squirt a little sour cream on top, please.” We knew several of the patrons in the small restaurant and a few of them looked around to see who it was that had burst in laughter. We settled into a good visit, ate our meal without incident and she told me, in a tone loud enough for a few close tables to hear, “Well, thank you for the company. I need to head to the hospital, now. J.L’s doctor is supposed to meet with us at three o’clock. I’m hoping he’ll be released this evening so he can take care of all his business. You get the pleasure of getting the check, thank you.” She smiled and turned toward the exit… watching her fine ass sway as she walked started a boner rising, so I sat at my table and drank iced tea until it dwindled. That was the very moment I realized just how, fucking, lucky J.L. was. Everything went back to normal until a few months ago, except for the few times I would run into Tee at one of the offices. She was always cool, but she made me hot. One day, I happened into the same Mexican restaurant while she and J.L. were having lunch. When I spoke, he invited me to sit with them. When I saw what Tee was having, I asked what it was. “Stuffed Poblano pepper. It’s very good.” “Hmmm.. it does look good. What’s it stuffed with?” Her face was stoic as she told me it was sausage, with sour cream on top, “I think it’s one of the best dishes they serve here. J.L. likes it, too, but he’s having enchiladas today.” When my dish was served, I spotted a quick sparkle in her eye as the server said, “Stuffed Poblano. It’s hot, so please be careful.” We talked about computers and I suggested a new system for J.L’s businesses. It was, believe it or not, a little cheaper and easier to navigate than his current system. He agreed to look at figures and told me that lunch was on his nickel. The next week, I made the rounds and installed the new system. Minimal training was needed and they knew I was on call, if needed. Again, everything went smoothly. J.L. had a couple more brief hospital visits, but his employees were able to operate for a few days without his presence. Then it happened… Tee called me one morning when I was in Kansas City, working on a problem with the Royals’ server. “Don?” I could see the number was J.L’s, but Tee had never called me on his phone, “Don, he’s gone... He had a stroke last night… and a heart attack at the hospital. I need some help with his passwords. The CPA and our attorney… need some information and I can’t access those pages. Is there anyway to help me?” I could tell she was sniffling back tears as she was pleading. “Oh, my God, Tee; I’m so, so sorry. J.L. was a good friend to me for the last few years. Do you need anything?” “Right now, just those damn passwords so I can get these bastards off my ass.” “Uh… I can probably finish this job in Kansas City by tomorrow afternoon. Can they wait that long?” She checked with her lawyer and called back. This time, she was pissed, “His sister is trying to get control of his money and all his assets. The bitch tried this shit when his brother died, too. J.L. put her fat ass in her place when that came up. I really need this information as soon as I can get to it. Do you think you can find out anything with his laptop?” “Probably.” “Good. I’ll be on my way to Kansas City as soon as I fill up my car.” “Uh… okay. Be sure to tell Mary to leave his office computer on and connected to the internet when she closes the office this evening. If I can crack the password, I can access it from here. I’m at the Hyatt, call me when you get close to town and I’ll see to it that you get a nice room.” “Don’t bother, I may not stay. I really have to get this done.” I met the elevator, gave her a quick hug, and took the laptop and two other bags to my room. Once inside, she fell against the door frame, put her face in her hands and started crying. It had been a long time since I had dealt with a crying female, but she readily accepted my arms as they circled her torso. After a few minutes, I started to relax the embrace, “No, Don, please hold me. Right now I need someone to hold me, and hold me, and hold me. Please don’t let go…” My knees were in pain when her tears finally quit, “Can we just sit and talk for a few minutes? Since they told me he died, I sniffed and sniveled a few times, but that’s the first good cry I’ve had. My system needed that badly. Thank you for helping me get through that.” She rose onto her tip-toes and gave me a quick kiss… on my lips. Her smile was the only thing I saw through the running mascara and smeared lipstick. At that moment, Tee was the most beautiful sight in the world. Unconsciously, my left arm circled her slim waist and I pulled her closer. Another smile and a nod of her head gave me all the incentive I needed. Our lips met. My hands became tangled in her dark hair. Her nails raked my back, through my shirt. Her lips parted and accepted my tongue as the sweet taste of her mouth made me delirious. Somewhere in the mix, our clothes began to shed from our bodies; leaving a trail from the door to the bed. As I rolled onto her luscious body, I touched her nose with mine and asked, “Are you sure?” She smiled and reached to position my manhood. There was no doubt or hesitation as she rose to take it inside her tightness. I may have enjoyed sex as much when my wife and I first married, but if so, I couldn’t remember it and I didn’t care. We kissed each other constantly as we made love; until I heard her deep gasps, “Oh my God, Oooo my Godddd… Gnhhhuhhh, oooo SHIT! OH, OH, OH, OH, OH, OH… AHHHHHHhhhhhhhmmmmmmm… Oh, my God… that was wonderful… I was… oh.. oh.. ooh, Oh, shit! I’m gonna cum againnnn… AHHhHHhhh… Ugnhhhhhh… ugnhhhh... fuck me hard, fuck me hard, fuck me harrrrrrrrrrdd!!” I was glad that I was not the twenty year-old stud I used to be. That young man would have already busted his load and been through. Although I knew it wouldn’t be much longer, I kept hammering all I had into Tee’s sweet, sweet pussy. She had a third cum as I exploded and filled her with my own seed……………………………………….. That, dear readers, brings me back to where this story started… I could see that Tee was watching my every move as I washed my cock, pubic hair and balls. I rinsed the washcloth, put a little fresh soap on it, and walked to the bed. There was a question in her eyes as she reached out, took the cloth and began catching cum and her own juices. She never took her eyes from mine as she wiped her cunt, “My God, Don. What did you do to me? No man has ever made me have that many orgasms. We gotta figure out a way to do this again, soon; I mean real soon.” “Oh, believe me; I’d love to do this with nobody else; every fucking day for the rest of my life. You know I’ve dreamed of this for over five years. I kind of feel bad that J.L’s not even in the ground, yet, and I’m already pounding my cum into his pussy. And just how many men have tried to make you cum, anyway?” She grinned as she cleaned up the mess on her snatch and the spots on her sheet, “Most of the time, all they wanted was to dump their own load. J.L. was better than the other three…. And that’s all, just four.” She handed the washcloth back, patted my wilting dick and said, “Wish I’d found number five, first. My boyfriend in high school broke me in. I think we screwed five or six times before he decided to work on another conquest. Then there was my first husband, Len; but I cheated on him. It cost me my marriage and custody of my girls. The biker and I shacked up for a little while, but he left one day. That’s all I know about him. I swore I’d never cheat again. I met J.L., fell in love with the, proverbial, rich guy and started my career as caretaker for a sick man. It’s been nearly three years since he and I had sex, but I never wanted to cheat on him… well, I wanted to, I just didn’t. Now that he’s gone, it’s not cheating… and God, it was good.” Tee lay naked on my bed as I, also still naked, easily opened a couple of files on the laptop. J.L. had a complete list of his twelve passwords stored in a simple download file. She wouldn’t have any trouble getting to the information her CPA and her lawyer needed. I closed the computer and sat beside her on the bed. I fondled her dark nipples and traced my fingers across her lovely lips, “You said we need to figure out a way to do this again. Do you have a specific time schedule in mind, or will ‘now’ be a good time?” She leaned into my lap and kissed the cock she’d been fondling, “Hmmm… yeah, now would be good... I got a hot Poblano down here, just hungry to be stuffed with that sausage.” Note: The next morning, Tee questioned me about just wanting her because she was rich. Her total worth, according to J.L’s books… by the time interest was figured into her loans, was close to nine million dollars. I opened my laptop, pulled up my three bank accounts and showed her where my eighteen million lottery dollars were deposited, “You, my dear Poblano, are the only one besides my bankers, and CPA, who know about that win. My daughter, or her fuckin’ whore of a mother, will never find out.” We waited until J.L. had been buried for about eight months before we married… but we fucked every day. |
As the 28yr old brunette was sucking life back into the old man’s cock, a tear rolled down her pretty face as her thoughts traveled back… Her neighbor, Dave, was a fairly nice looking guy and had a really great smile. It was easy to be attracted to him, although both of them were already married. His two kids’ ages put them a year ahead of her two girls, who were in first and third grades. Edie was barely 18 when she and Jack married and got pregnant immediately. They moved to the small town when the first child was ready to start school, thinking that a smaller school system would provide a better education. Dave and his family moved in, on the street behind them, just a few months ago. Edie had flirted a little with friends after her marriage, but had never considered cheating on Jack. Jack, on the other hand, would fuck anything he could find that would cooperate. Edie felt it was harmless to visit with Dave, over the back fence, or in the school driveway after letting the kids out at school. Finally, he asked her to follow him to another spot; they were tying up a little traffic at the school. The old church parking lot was always empty and sat on the edge of town, across the street from Don Parker’s old, white, frame home. Dave led her there… ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Old Don always woke up early and drank his coffee, nude, while watching the morning news. From the angle of his recliner, he could watch the few people in the neighborhood as they walked their dogs or jogged for their health. One lady always circled the parking lot three or four times, giving Don the opportunity to jack off while watching her jiggling ass. When the pickup pulled into the empty church lot, Don perked up a little; he’d seen it before... His hand went to his dick as the SUV drove in beside the truck and the young, slim brunette appeared. “Fine set of tits that girl has,” he thought, “I’ll bet her old man likes waking up to that face every morning.” He watched the stocky man get out and drop his tailgate. The two talked and laughed for ten minutes, then he helped her to the ground and they parted ways. The third time they met at the church, Don watched as the lady stood outside the cab of the pickup and leaned in for a kiss from the young man… three times. “Oh, yeah, this looks like it could develop into something. I need to get my cameras set up.” ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Don’s dick was now hard again and Edie was doing a wonderful job on it, but in her mind, she was regretting the events which had led to this. The third time Dave had met Edie at the old church lot, he didn’t get out of the truck. He had told her about needing to get back to school for a conference for his son. As she stood outside his open window, he said, “I sure wish I had the time to talk awhile, but I’ll have to settle for a quick kiss, instead.” Edie hadn’t kissed another man in nearly ten years. She hesitated a little and looked back at Dave; then she smiled and leaned in for a quick kiss. “Hmm, that was nice but kinda short. Maybe just one more?” There was no holding back as her hand went around his neck and she tugged his lips to hers. That one was followed by a third, tongue-dueling, teeth gnashing embrace that made the young wife see stars. “Damn, girl… it I didn’t have to go back to the school, I’d try to get your panties off.” Edie shook her finger at him, “You can just stop right there, mister… I don’t wear panties.” She was still giggling as she trotted around the back of her car and waved to him. Not a move was missed by the old man across the street… -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Three weeks later… Sunday morning… Not many people were attending the early service at the small, cowboy church on the other side of town. A later service would bring many more Hispanic and black parishioners, but the 7am service rarely had more than a dozen attending. Edie and her first grader were sitting alone in the second pew from the back. Her other daughter was sitting with a friend in the front of the church. The older, well dressed gentleman stopped beside Edie and asked if he could sit beside her. She smiled and slid down a couple of feet. “My name’s Don,” he extended his hand and shook hers, gently. Pointing at the little girl, he asked, “Is this your sister?” The girl snickered, but Edie shushed her as the pastor stepped up on the small stage and picked up the wireless mic. About ten minutes and two songs into the service, the six year old was sound asleep on the padded bench. Unbeknownst to Edie, he had watched the same thing happen the week before. Don removed his phone from his jacket pocket and began flipping through his photo files. When he found the one he wanted, he tapped Edie and told her, “Shhhh…” The picture he produced was her and Dave, wrapped in each other’s arms, in the front seat of the young man’s pickup. Her jaw dropped but, again, he cautioned her to be quiet. The next shot was her bare back, while faced Dave, in his lap… apparently getting his cock rammed up inside her. He flipped to a third photo, which showed Dave’s hands holding her tits as she was getting fucked while sitting on his lap. Edie was about to faint, but when Don showed her a video of Dave standing beside his truck while she sucked his stiff cock, she groaned aloud, and reached for her own phone. Don shook his finger at her and shook his head ‘no’. He typed a message that read, “I have more. You won’t tell anyone. We’ll talk after church.” The ‘talk’ was pretty straight and poor Edie was scared and shaking as she got her orders from Don. Once she was perfectly clear on what was expected, she called her girls from the playground and left for home. She was being blackmailed for sex. Don had told her that his brother had copies of more than a hundred pictures and six videos. If anything happed to Don, his brother would send all of them to Edie’s husband, her mother… and to her third-grader’s Facebook account, “I have also acquired Jack’s email address.” “Oh my God, he knows how to contact all of them…” She agreed to do what he wanted. About 3pm that same Sunday afternoon, her small SUV rounded the corner and pulled into Don’s garage. He pushed the button and closed the overhead door behind her. He was naked, sporting a big hard-on when he opened the door leading into his house. Edie trembled as the pot-bellied old timer ran his hands all over her firm, slim body; then began to undress her. In a weak voice, she asked the horny bastard if there was anything else she could do to make him leave her alone. “You got a million dollars?” “Sniff…. No.” “Then I’m gonna fuck you. Period. Now, lets get these clothes off.” “I have to be home by 5 o’clock; we have company this evening.” “Then you have a lot of work to do. Help me get these off and head for that bedroom on the right.” He wasn’t gentle as he tweaked her nipples, trying to make them hard. He sucked and squeezed her tits until they were sore. As rough as he treated her, she… almost… admitted to herself that his tongue was doing amazing things to her clitoris. She never had an orgasm while he was eating her, but she rarely had orgasms, anyway. Her pussy did produce its natural lubricating juices, though; but Don’s large cock made her wince with some pain as he shoved to the bottom with his second thrust, “Oh, yeah, you pretty little bitch. Oh, yeah… you are gonna be so fuckin’ good. Ungh… mmm… so fuckin’ good. You feel Ol’ Fat Boy? Uhhh… Well, Honey, he goddamn sure feels you… and he likes what he… mmmm… feels, too.” Edie remembered how it hurt for the first five minutes or so, and how she cried at being so stupid; getting involved with Dave and getting caught by this old pervert. She remembered thinking that if he would just die a natural death, she may be able to salvage her life with Jack and her girls. Once her cunt got used to his size, she figured the best way to ‘get it over with’ would be to cooperate. She grabbed his thighs and began moving under him, “Yeah, baby, now you get the idea… gnnnhh… mmm… I got a load in me that needs to cum out, big time… ahh… ahh… OHHHH… OHHHH!! OH, BABY, HERE IT CUMS… I… GRRRR… I’MMM… CUMMMMMMING!! AH.. YEAH,,, AH,, YEAH,,, AHHHHH…. SHIT, YEAH! Oh, my… baby, girl… you are good. No wonder Dave wants to meet you each day. Mmmm… that was spec-fuckin’-tacular.” Once he rolled off Edie, she mentioned stepping into the bathroom to clean herself up. Don told her to come right back and clean his cock off with her mouth, until it got hard again. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- So, here was Edie; naked on her knees, sucking Don’s cock back to stiffness. She had recollected the events of the previous months and was regretting them, with all her heart. With Don’s hands on the sides of her pretty head, she didn’t hear the man come in through the back door. Don grinned and winked at him as he undressed behind the unsuspecting Edie. Don’s shaft was stiff enough, now. He told her to take all of it she could, “Eventually, baby, you’re gonna take my whole cock in your mouth and down your pretty throat. Oh, yes, I’ll be sharing your throat… and your pussy… and your asshole with my son, too. In fact, he’s right behind you now. “Fuck her good, son. Fuck her while my cock works on her mouth.” As the other man’s dick slid into her slit from behind, Edie was shocked when she heard him say, “I told you she was better than the last one, Dad. She’s gonna be a great fuck toy for a long time.” …….. It was Dave’s voice. |
“Day-umm…you feel good,” I said as I pushed my stiff uncircumcised dick into my toy. The feeling of going balls deep into Kaitlyn Parker, a woman a bit less than half my age, and hearing her moan as I did so was very powerfully intoxicating. I looked down as I thrust into her hard. I had pulled out almost all the way, then ‘slammed’ in to her, her whimpering moan as I bottomed making me feel good. “My baby-girl like that?” I asked, watching the look on her face. “Uh… yes Daddy..Uh..Uh…” Kaitlyn responded. The last two months had been fun, she realized, and to his credit, her new ‘Daddy’ got an A for effort, and not just in the sex department. The ride down in his 1970 Corvette convertible was neat, because at small-town stoplights, they got looks and thumbs-up and Kaitlin smiled. The attention was rather nice. Now, she was taking his cock in a huge beachfront home, a place she never even imagined she would – Ah..- Visit. His dick was the topper. “Your baby wants it j-just like – ah- that.” She cooed. I could feel her squeezing me with her pussy. Normally I would have been a bit more subtle, but the way she kept teasing me on the ride down, rubbing the old trouser-dragon meant we were barely in the door, and I had stripped off the bikini I bought her and had her on the bed, pounding away. My pace picked up a bit; she was rolling her hips with me now. “I think you – baby! – are getting used to being my – mmph.. Girl…” I told her. Her juices were making his cock slide with that ‘sh-lap sh-lap’ sound, and she had to admit he was right “Yes – ahh – Daddy, I do…” Kaitlin said. Feeling his pace pickup she asked “Is Daddy about to unload? “ She asked with a wicked smile. I required no prompting. Pulling out, I slid her down off the bed in a fluid motion, and she went with me, Nestling on her knees. Instinctively, without a word uttered, she took all of me in her mouth, right to the back of her throat. He moans vibrated my cock and I knew I was very close. This woman was good. She anticipated my desires, and at just the right moment, she pulled me out of her mouth, and I dumped my goo across her face, getting her forehead, a bit in her hair, and on her cheek and chin too. Kaitlyn didn’t mind being ‘marked’ like this. Hell, he’d earned it. Her bikini was more than she normally paid for a set of clothes, and discount stores were a thing of the past. Wiping her hand across her face, she looked up at him as she licked off her goo-covered fingers. Smiling, she asked, “Daddy, I like that you marked me, but I have to know. Why me? There are other girls in the office that talk about you all the time.” I smiled as I pulled her to her feet. “Well”, I replied as she helped me undress. “It started with the watch. I had noticed you long before. But then I saw the watch. I had always found you very attractive,” I told her, as we walked to the walk-in rainfall shower. “But unlike those other women you mention, I knew you were discreet, kept to yourself, and unlike them, you are much smarter, and somehow just more approachable.” I smiled at her, adding, “You don’t have to call me Daddy, but I won’t complain if you continue.” Kaitlyn was really falling into her role now, and without missing a beat, she turned on the water, and after washing her face, offered a kiss “I never thought I would be in any part of something like this,” Kaitlyn said, “But I am enjoying it. And by the way, I LIKE calling you my Daddy.” She smiled as the water rand down their bodies. “You are quite impressive, Daddy, much more so than I had hoped.” And taking his cock in hand she gave it a squeeze. “Does my daddy need a blue pill?” She asked, “Your baby girl wants more.” I wasn’t one to miss an opportunity and replied “when my baby girl looks like you, we can save the pill for later. But trust me little girl, I’ve got plans” Shutting off the water, I enjoyed it as she toweled me off. She even gave me a bit of oral, and returned that favor a bit, taking a nipple in her mouth while my fingers played with her pussy. “Come on girl,” I said, and I grabbed a towel & led her back to the bedroom. Opening a small case, I removed a blue body stocking and said “Put that on for Daddy,” and stepped out onto the bedroom’s little private terrace. They were on the second floor and the house, already on stilts, put them well off ground level, plus the design of the railing slats were such that you could not see them from the ground. The body stocking was trashy and sexy all at the same time. It had cutouts at the hips that gave it the appearance of being stockings on her thighs. Her nipples poked thru the lace, and the crotch was fully open. Kaitlyn was a bit nervous, but also excited. Outside was the salty smell of the ocean, the breeze off the water, the view…and her key to this lifestyle she was enjoying. Kaitlyn Parker had a damn-fine body, and the stocking only enhanced that. She stepped out onto the terrace. It was a gorgeous, cloudless day. The nearest house was some distance away, and there was almost no one walking on the gorgeous, sugar-white sand beach that this area was known for. My toy came willingly out, and offered me a kiss, combined with a squeeze of my half hard member. In a hungry manner, Kaitlin went to her knees, and running her lips along the sides of my cock, she rubbed her thumb over the head as she held it. That woman in that lingerie playing with my dick? Nope, no blue pill needed my friends. Kaitlyn enjoyed that he ‘got stiff’ at her touch. She looked him in the eyes and said “This baby-girl likes what daddy bought her…” and turning a bit, she knelt on the towel-covered table on the terrace and added “I want you inside me Daddy…please?” and turned on all fours to where she could feel him entering her as she watched the beach. Kaitlyn grunted, then moaned as she felt his cock invading her yet again, and she immediately began pushing back in to him. “Yes Daddy, I want it bad.” She said as she pushed herself back hard into him, his girth stretching her. Kaitlyn liked it…and the beach view wasn’t bad either. Unlike earlier, that second orgasm was a long ways off for me, and instead, I enjoyed the feel of the air, the ocean breeze, and the smell of my toy’s pussy as I pumped away. I ‘rolled’ up with my back and hips on the in-stroke, then down on the outstroke for maximum effect, and based on her moans and yelps, Kaitlyn Parker was enjoying it as well. The way he was moving as he thrust in and out of her was really making Kaitlyn groan. In fact, it was making her so wet she was sure it was running down her legs, but it was too good to care. “Ahh..Daddy!” She called out, “You feel so good!” Kaitlyn’s hips were twerking and her muscles were tightening. I could tell my toy was getting there, and her reaction sure confirmed it. I wanted to ‘have some fun’ with my toy too, so I slowed a bit, whispering “Hold on, little-girl…” and without pulling out, I was ju-u-st able to get the mini “bullet” vibrator I had with me. I placed this into my toy’s hand as she looked back at me and smiled. As she applied it the pitch of her moan very much changed. Leaning forward, I kept one hand in the middle of her back, the other lightly pinching and twisting her nipple thru the stocking material as I began to again push my meat pole into her. Kaitlyn now found that the pitch of her moan had greatly increased, and she could almost ‘feel the wave’ starting. This ‘old man’ was simultaneously fucking her, playing with her breasts, and using her to play with her own clit. Being that they were doing this outside meant he had her totally out of element, and she was loving it. Now, Kaitlyn felt something else. He was using his thumb. He was rubbing her butt-hole! “Oh no..” was her initial reaction “D-Daddy?” She asked timidly. I was really enjoying the fact that I had this girl half+ my age on the end of my string as she rode my dick, at my beach house, in the lingerie I had her wear, trashy or not. When I looked down to see my meat pole disappearing inside her, slick with her juices, her cinnamon spot was right there, so with a thumb, I began to rub it on the outside. Her pace immediately changed, especially when I went inside enough to feel that good ol’ sphincter. “Relax, baby girl,” it was my turn to coo, “push back into it as you use the vibrator…” and pushed against her ring just a bit more. Kaitlyn was unsure, as she had never done this before, but she wanted to please this man, so with a deep breath, she did as instructed. She could feel her anus stretch-stretch-stretch – it hurt! – “Daddy-Daddy!” She said, “It hurts!” The wave was stopped midstream. Then she felt his guiding hand on the vibrator, and a word of encouragement. He had let go of her anus for a moment, but then something else was back. She had noticed it earlier. It was a shiny silver plug with a blue gem stone in it, her birthstone color. It was cool against her anus, and it hurt a bit, but it slid in with a ‘pop!’ Knowing she was submitting this particular way was a new feeling. My thumb I knew to be thick, but the butt plug slipped in with little issue. As the other day, I picked up my phone and got video of it, the gemstone encrusted plug just above my wet shiny cock as it slid in and out of my baby toy’s cunt. Kaitlyn looked back, and grinned a wide-wide smile. I heard a ‘slushy’ sound as the vibrator went to work, and suddenly, Kaitlyn Parker was thrusting back into me, harder than ever. I grabbed a handful of hair, and got great footage as she shamelessly threw her head back and screamed her orgasm out with a mighty roar, practically shaking the whole terrace, or so it seemed. Kaitlyn knew it must be the combination o factors, where she was, the plug, and oddly. The phone, which was alluring in a ‘bad girl’ kind of way, but all of that. Plus the way He pulled her hair and took charge, using her hand to massage the vibrator just right? THAT was it, and Kaitlyn had an incredible, earth shaking, body quaking orgasm. No shit, it much have been 10 seconds or more, damn those people she had noticed on the beach earlier, let them hear it as she strained her voice. She was limp now, & she felt Him remove the plug, then stretch her out as he lay her on her stomach on the towel, but the towel under her hips and the way He straddled her told her, this wasn’t over, and she smiled as she felt him invading her one more time. The powerful orgasm after the plug told me this baby-girl could be trained, and that was JUST what I had been hoping for. I wanted my sex toy now, so moving my new toy to the prone position, I straddled Kaitlyn Parker at the thighs, pushed the mushroom head of my wet dick down, and entered my pussy with no resistance. Leaning forward, I clamped her arms under my hands, and began to mercilessly POUND my sex toy’s cunt, going as fast and as hard as I could. She was moaning loudly, crying out, as with a grunting roar my orgasm was released, and I pumped Kaitlyn Parker’s pussy full of my goo. Kaitlyn lay there, arms trapped, and took it. Not that she would have fought him. Up until now, it had been a ‘Good Deal’ in material things, but as Kaitlyn lay there, feeling Her Man dump every ounce of himself inside her, she now knew this ‘Deal’ was taking a good turn, and she found herself welcoming it, being owned and used this way. It made her smile. Good Deal indeed |
Early morning on a Sunday and I’m up and out of bed leaving Lex in my bed as I head out to get my run out of the way. I don’t know what keeps me doing this every single day but it is my routine and I like not getting tired just from going up and down stairs like I’ve seen people get because they think thin is healthy. I don’t push it and finally after about five or six laps of the grounds I head in, I usually do more but there is a female in my bed and I have a couple ideas. I get back to my room and find the bed empty but not made. I could go looking but then I get seen by girls and the words creepy pervert are permanently attached to my face for the rest of the year no matter what Beth tries to do to fix it. That was a weird thought, Beth fixing problems for me. Did she send Lex last night? Must ask privately when the girls are gone. I return to my room and settle down in bed. The pillow Lex slept on smells like her and I curl up with it quietly as morning creeps on without me. I can hear the ladies waking up and moving around a little bit as I finally pull myself from bed. It’s been a better time than I expected as I head downstairs and hear a conversation I’m not supposed to. “You screwed my brother,” Bethany says and I make myself invisible and quiet outside her room. “No we had sex, geez you make it sound so juvenile. He has been lonely and horny the whole time we’ve been here and I figured since I got ‘screwed’ by Brandon I’d find out if the one that Jenna let slip was any good,” Lex states to the group, I assume it’s the group. “Okay so you had sex with Jenna’s former puppy, Beth I don’t see what the problem is,” I think it’s Katheryn talking. “He’s gonna think that you want a relationship or something. You don’t get how vulnerable he is,” Beth explains and I don’t know how to react to that. On one hand she’s trying to care about my feelings and emotions and on the other she makes me sound pretty whiny. It’s a blessing and a curse all at once but I keep listening. “Okay so someone slept with the black prince so my question is how was he,” Lela asks and now I’m interested. “Enthusiastic, he made me feel wanted,” Lex says and I smile. “All boys make a girl feel wanted during sex,” I hear Katheryn state and the girls chuckle. “Yeah but before and after? Like all the way till he got out of bed this morning,” Lex clarifies and I smile at my good review,” Oh and he is nothing like Jenna’s Brandon.” “Well yeah he’s white, they aren’t as big as a brother most of the time,” Lela states and now I’m on the edge of my seat, or socks. “Yeah, had Brandon and Guy isn’t as big but not by much and Guy didn’t leave me hanging. Hell I had two hundred percent more orgasms with Guy than Brandon,” Lex clarifies and I’m smiling so loud I could alert the ladies that I’m listening in. “Bullshit, he can’t be that good. He’s a near virgin,” Katheryn says in disbelief. “Two orgasms to Brandon’s zero say otherwise but hey, don’t believe me if you want,” Lex says confidently,” Try him out if you dare but be prepared to be surprised.” The girls keep their conversation going and eventually I simply leave as they discuss things other than me. I get breakfast in and bring some of my laundry down to Rosa who is glad to see me smiling. I didn’t realize I was but it feels good to smile and it’s about eleven in the morning when the girls begin to pack up and head off for home. I give Alexandra a little wave and watch as she drops her bag and jumps into my arms planting a big kiss on my lips. The girls must be stunned into silence as we finally break the kiss and I let her to the floor. “That was for helping me get past Brandon. I owe you,” Lex says and considering what I heard earlier I smile. “I’m gonna just say that we’re good… and thank you,” I keep it simple and watch her smile as she turns back to her squad. The girls head out and I decide at Rosa’s request to take a shower since I smell like a combination of last night and this morning. Showering it good as it gives me a feeling of reset for my body. I’m not trying to wash away how I felt with Lex last night but I’m looking forward to new things for me and it’s nice to know I’m not the last person alive a girl would have sex with. Okay so I have more proof than Alexandra but not much and it is nice when someone who looks as good as she does take a little pity on me and walks away with more than she expected. I am scrubbing myself down when there is a knock at the bathroom door and now I’m confused and a little self conscious. “Guy, one of Miss Bethany’s friends is back and I don’t know if I should let her in. She is very upset about something,” Rosa asks from the other side of the door through the crack. “Rosa is my robe out there,” I ask as I look for it on the hook. “No, it’s in the wash,” Rosa replies and I live for the fuck my life moments. I get a towel wrapped around my waist and head down to the front door while mostly wet. I get it open to see Lela standing there with an angry look on her face; well it was angry before it morphed into shock. “Hey Guy I left my phone here,” Lela says attempting to walk past me into the house. “Excuse me but where do you think you are going,” I ask as I stop her. “To find my phone,” Lela states like I’m going to let her wander around alone. “Yeah that is going to have to wait till either Bethany gets home or I’m done with my shower,” I state my terms. Unfortunately my terms are rendered moot as she slips past me and heads upstairs towards Beth’s room. I follow holding my towel and shrug to Rosa who gives me a confused look. I find Lela halfway under Beth’s bed staring at a very shapely ass in grey cotton workout pants that have never seen the inside of a gym. The yellow zip up hoodie and black tank top just add to the point that most people don’t wear workout clothes to work out. I clear my throat and her Lela groan. “You could help me,” she asks as I admire the view. “Yeah and you could wait till I was done with my shower,” I remark having still not fully rinsed off. “Well finish your shower then,” Lela states coming out from under the bed. “No because you’re rummaging around the house when I specifically said to wait,” I counter holding my ground. “Shit it’s not there, could you call it with your phone,” Lela asks and I groan heading to my room to get my phone. I find it on my dresser where it always is and turn to see Lela waiting impatiently. I wait for her to give me the number and apparently she doesn’t understand that. “Your number,” I ask and she has to think. “I don’t know it I don’t call myself. Just message me,” she says and I groan. “I still need a number,” I retort becoming annoyed. “No just message me on Facebook,” Lela says before turning to head back to Beth’s room. “I shut down my account remember,” I am growing tired of this and so is she for different reasons. “Just turn the shit back on and message me,” Lela states and I stop everything. “No, I said wait and you didn’t listen. Now I’m standing here in a towel and nothing else with dried soap covering me instead of rinsing off because your phone is more important than everything else in the whole fucking world,” I get the words out and Lela just stands there confused as to why I’m mad. “It’ll just take five minutes,” Lela says as I walk to back to my bathroom and hopefully the shower. “Not worth my time,” I state as I walk away. “Guy I just need help,” the black cheerleader says as I get to the door. “Then you should have asked,” I say the words and see her thoughts forming,” No you didn’t ask, you barged in and when shit didn’t work out you kept dragging me into your problem.” I get in the bathroom and close the door putting my phone on the counter and off with the towel and back in the shower. Scrubbing dried soap off and cleaning up again is not fun when I hear beeping of electronics and groan. “Lela are you in the bathroom,” I ask in a groan. “Yes, I need my phone,” I hear her respond and wash soap out of my eyes again. “And you thought it would be in here,” I ask running water. “No, I thought I could get into your phone but you have a password. Who the fuck has a password? Why don’t you have a pattern or something easy,” Lela asks grumpy. “Because it’s not easy for nosy girls to figure out,” I reply rinsing my head. I hear the shower screen pull back and rush to rinse my eyes and open them to see Lela naked and standing behind me in the shower. Her breasts are large, about as big as Bethany’s near C cups but Lela’s are softer. Also her short pressed straight hair pull back with a clip on her head. “What the hell are you doing,” I ask fighting the urge to get an erection. “I want your password to find my phone,” Lela asks folding her arms under her breasts pushing them up. “What? No my god you think just by coming in the shower naked I’m going to give you stuff,” I’m losing the erection war as I notice she had short curly pubic hairs. “Yeah, most guys would too. Are you sure you ain’t gay because you haven’t tried shit since you saw my tits,” she asks curious. “You said you weren’t interested since I’m white. That leads me to believe that I will get nothing other than a couple looks and a case of blue balls by giving you anything,” I state turning back to the shower, which hides the hard on. I get about a second to myself before I feel Lela pressed against my back. She’s not as short as some of the other girls and when she whispers in my ear I can feel her breath. “You help me get my phone and I’ll stroke this big cock of yours,” Lela almost purrs in my ear. I feel her reach around my waist and what little restraint I had gives way as Lela uses one hand to rub me from base to head and back. I groan with her touch and attempt to relax as she takes her time bringing me to full mast. I rest my hands against the wall in front of me as Lela continues her work when a bug of a thought worms its way into my brain. I’m settling. Why am I settling? Because she’s giving me a hand job in the shower so I’ll do shit for her? I deserve more. I demand more. “No,” I state pulling her hand off of me. “But I was just getting you off,” Lela replies confused that I stopped her. “No, I want more and frankly I think you should get something too,” I turn to face her and she’s confused and a little nervous. “Wait a minute,” Lela moves to take a step back but it’s too late. I grab her arm fast and force her back up against the wall, I have to move my body under her arm to trap her a little as my mouth finds her nipple and is suck hard. Quickly Lela uses her hands to try to pull my face away and that’s when I cup her pussy with my free hand and rub her slit with two fingers. Lela grunts in response to my touch but I’ve seen enough porn to realize that it will take a bit to for her to get into it and continue rubbing and sucking her body when finally she opens her legs more and I slide my fingers deeper and once I find the entrance to her pussy press my middle finger inside to the second knuckle. I suck and lick her nipple rough while pushing my finger in and out, I’ve not actually done this before but figure it is better to keep trying than quit. After a minute or so of rubbing Lela has shifted her legs further apart and instead of going slow I can move faster and add a second finger. I’ve taken my foreplay out of slow soft massage and moved into finger fucking as I slap the palm of my hand against Lela’s clit while the same hand’s fingers are pushing inside her. For her own part Lela is groaning and doing her best to remain standing using me and the flat wall for support. I feel her pussy clench up and instead of laying off I go for broke fingering her hole faster and harder which has Lela moaning or trying to talk in some form of gibberish when I’m treated with my first real squirt. I don’t mean she dribbled a little cum either, I feel a gush on my hand that surprises me enough to stop sucking her nipple and remove my fingers long enough to see the second long stream of clearish liquid come spraying out. I smile and look to Lela’s face only to see she’s half out of it in bliss and I decide what I want next. “On your knees,” I tell Lela as she begins to come out of her orgasm daze. “Okay but I need a minute,” she says as I turn her away from me and put her on the floor of the tub. I don’t wait as I help her to her knees and push her forward and down so her ass is in the air. I don’t realize how hard I am till I’m rubbing a little soap on my cock but I’m definitely not needing any help as I’m lubed up. I don’t get on my knees behind Lela like she’s expecting, instead I lower myself over her ass squatting down and with a little hand guidance push the head of my cock against her asshole. She grunts and almost recoils away from me but I take her ass in my hands and push a little harder as I finally breach her asshole and get my cock head inside. “Oh my fucking god you fucking shit head,” Lela grunts loudly with her face almost pressed against the base of the tub. I push deeper and get about halfway into Lela’s ass when she arches her back and groans ‘fuck’ loudly. I go slowly working six of eight inches in and out of Lela’s ass as she groans and grunts every time I move in or out. It’s tight and if had not put soap on my dick for lube I’m thinking it would be a lot more difficult to impossible. I stop my moving to adjust my feet so I can move easier when Lela moves her ass up and back putting me inside her without me moving. “Are you trying to tell me something,” I ask with an amused smirk. “Yeah, I want to go to your room,” Lela grunts pushing into me again. “What for,” I keep asking and this time I pull back a little. “My knees are beginning to hurt and I want you to fuck me,” Lela groans moving back again. I pull out and help Lela up from the tub floor where we rinse off a little and I cut the water. We dry off mostly and when she reaches for her clothes I stop her and pick them up myself. I receive and odd look but Lela quietly follows my non verbal instructions and walks, naked mind you, down the hall to my room as I follow her carrying her clothes and mine. We get into my room where I drop our clothes and close the door after us. Lela is already on my bed and laying on her back waiting, wrong position. I crawl onto my bed and flip her over a little rough and quick. She’s surprised at my more emboldened actions but I’m beginning to feel like I can take charge. Flat on her stomach Lela grabs a pillow and raises her ass up before putting it underneath her hips, not sure what that is supposed to do but not going to change it now as I straddle her ass pushing my cock back into her hole. She grunts a little this time as it’s not as much of a surprise and I being to pump in and out of her a little faster now that I am not going to possibly lose my balance and bust my head open. As I fuck Lela’s asshole I look at her beautiful brown skin, she’s got that medium brown complexion. I grip her hips with my hands and push into her harder looking to her hands which are gripping my blankets in tight fists and smile as I see them in her teeth as she bites down. I slow down taking it easy on her for a moment and reach up to her wrists with my hands gently holding her arms there before pulling them back slowly till they’re down by her side. I take it easy on her for a little bit before pulling back on her wrists making her back arch and I hear her yelp with the blanket in her teeth in surprise. I speed up my fucking of her asshole and pull on her wrists backing her into me. It’s hard, fast and when the blanket falls from her mouth and I am treated to the best thing I’ve heard come out of her mouth all weekend. “This is the best fuck I’ve had in months,” she grunts as I pound her asshole. “And it’s coming from a white boy who is up your nice black ass,” I argue with a smile. “I wanna feel that dick cum all over my nice black ass,” Lela requests and I think I’ll give her this one. She’s grabbing my wrists with her hands as I’m gripping hers as I fuck down and into her asshole. It’s getting rougher as I feel my orgasm coming on and when I let go of Lela’s wrists she collapses onto the bed and I pound her for about another minute before pulling out of her ass and shooting streams of cum all over her cheeks. I stroke myself a couple times to get it all out and feel really light headed before falling to my bed off to the side of Lela and catching my breath. We lay there breathing heavy when Lela begins to laugh a little and I chuckle with her but I don’t know why she’s laughing. “Mind letting me in on the joke,” I ask calming my laughter. “When we set out this weekend and most of us knew you were going to be here Bethany swore she would not ask any of us to fuck you. She’s really nervous about pissing you off but she didn’t want to have one of us ‘take one for her’ with you,” Lela explains and I chuckle again. “How’s that plan working out,” I ask as a joke. “I’m going to be a little sore for a bit,” she says and I give her an odd look,” You’re good sized and damn near perfect for anal sex. That’s one place where bigger isn’t always better.” “Even if you’re in prison,” I say at the end and we both laugh hard. Do I reactivate my Facebook, yes. Do we find her phone, yes but after a half hour more of searching after we cleaned up and dressed. I get a light punch in the arm from Lela as she heads out in her medium sized hatchback off to home and return to the house where Rosa is giving me a look. “Ms. Bethany won’t like you sleeping with her friends,” Rosa states and I nod. “They could have said no,” I counter and she nods in agreement. “No girlfriend from the little blonde,” Rosa asks as we head into the kitchen. “I’m not her type yet I guess. Also I’m still finding myself, why bring a girl into that,” I think I’m being honest and polite but Rosa shakes her head. “Don’t wait for perfect when true love can walk out the door,” She says and it’s good advice. I eat lunch and am done as Bethany arrives back home from running her friends around to their homes. She smiles at me a little and Rosa makes her a plate of lunch before leaving us to do more work. “So how was it last night with Lexi,” Beth asks taking a bite of Spanish rice. “You don’t already know,” I ask with a smile. “I know how she felt, I was just wondering about you,” she asks continuing her meal. “If you’re asking me about sex I’m really not going to have this conversation,” I state with a chuckle. “No I mean emotions and stuff. She thought you were pretty amazing,” Beth says giving me a small dose of what she heard earlier. “Yeah well she was pretty amazing too,” I don’t elaborate, no real desire to with Beth. “So no puppy love feelings or anything,” Beth asks and I shake my head,” Really, damn I was pretty sure you’d be looking for me to put in a good word for you or something.” “Why cause that would make it easier to keep me around here,” I ask now turning from friendly to serious. “No it’s just I’m the one everybody is watching now and I’m trying to unscrew up everything I did,” Beth explains and I give her a hard look. “Just because I don’t want revenge doesn’t mean I like you very much. I’m getting along simply because it’s easier than fighting. You don’t just flip around three years of bullshit in a couple months because Mommy and Daddy are upset. I am here for me, not you and not them,” I reference the entire family and Beth stares at me a little afraid. “Okay, I get it. You’re hard and I need to keep trying and be patient,” Beth says turning back to her plate and finishing her food. I don’t know if she got it from her sister and brother to keep trying but honestly I’m not here for her or the rest of the family. I’m keeping my money separate, I’m looking at my college options and I’ve been slowly filling out applications over the past couple of weeks. Yeah my plan to leave is still going since I’m not seeing a reason to stay. It’s nice to be privileged but for how much longer till things step back to the old ways of ignorance and pain. The rest of the day passes with no real conversation between Bethany and I as I stick to my room and she does whatever it is she does when she’s not on a date, with friends or destroying my life. Abigail arrives back home on Sunday and once unpacked and showered immediately comes to visit with me and goes into detail on how much fun she had. Nature science being her thing but we talk and I go over the basics of what happened with Beth’s weekend sleepover. We’re talking for about an hour when Mark comes in and takes a seat in my big chair with me on my computer and Abby on my bed and he tells us about his party not actually being a party he was spending the weekend with a girl he met and decided on no parties. We joke with him about actually having a relationship with someone for more than a couple hours and he takes it well when I realize that I have had only one relationship and it was one way, Jenna’s way. All three of us are talking when Bethany pokes her head in and both Abby and Mark give her a pair of ‘what the hell are you doing here’ looks. I feel like I’m having a morality check as I could or should say something. “So Beth decided to get me involved with the slumber party fun and games,” I say it and Abby is firing lasers from her eyes through her twin. “Really, what did they do,” Abigail asks and I smirk a little. “Truth or dare and I had to sit through a shitty movie. I was on the couch and had a row of cheerleaders laying in front of me. Other than that it was pretty relaxed aside from her telling them not to have sex with me cause I’m emotionally vulnerable,” I get the last part out and Mark decides to add his two cents. “You cock blocked him,” he says and Beth is quick to defend herself. “No I just don’t want him getting hurt and besides most of the girls were in relationships anyway,” she says clarifying her statement. “Maybe you should have sent a girl to Guy, might make up for a couple months of bullshit you pulled,” Abby says hotly to Beth. “Or maybe she respected me enough to not make me feel pathetic,” I say it and all three are staring,” I mean my popular step sister has to convince her friends to sleep with me. It’s the sad kind of porn plot, no thanks on that one.” “Yeah but even with it being sad porn you’d still be getting some,” Mark says and I shrug. “Guy can get a girl on his own, next one will be a girl that is worth having and not a bitch like Jenna,” Beth says and I nod in minor agreement. We’re talking; all four of us are talking and being friendly in my room. I would have cut off fingers for this three years ago, now I smile but watch everyone carefully. Abby and Mark are talking and smiling but not watching me, Beth is nervous mostly because of our history and the fact that she went from princess to bitch in a matter of hours once I was in the hospital. Sleep and wakeup for Monday morning has me missing my morning run. I didn’t set an alarm and I slept through my normal wake up time but stagger down stairs at a reasonable hour to see Mom with a plate of breakfast waiting for me and a big smile on her face now that I’m up. We talk about the new nothing, her trip and my weekend with the cheer squad. I go over the basics leaving out more than a few details. Mostly what she hears makes her happy and that is good enough for me for now. I can tell she is going over something big when the word ‘Christmas’ is uttered. Gift shopping. Something I haven’t really done in a while and even when we were opening gifts I was usually in the corner and barely noticed as Bethany would take up the attention of everyone in the room. “When are you going to do your shopping honey,” Mom asks sitting with me at the dining bar in the kitchen. “I don’t know, probably just do some online shopping for a few things,” I remark not having a single freaking clue as to what to get everyone. All previous Christmases I’ve just given gift cards and kept to myself but now I it seems like people are expecting me to play the part of loving son. I will admit that I do feel closer to Mom over the past couple weeks but everything is still off. I honestly think I’m the problem, well not consciously the problem. More like everything that has happened to me gave me a problem when it comes to feeling things. “Guy, are you feeling alright,” Mom asks and I snap out of my deep thought. “Yeah just thinking,” I reply trying to recover. “You had a really lost look on your face, like something was wrong baby,” Mom says and I nod. “I am very wrong,” I admit it for the first time,” I think I’m too broken.” “How do you mean,” Mom asks turning to face me on her stool. “Everyone is trying really hard and I don’t understand why, you all want me here but it doesn’t make sense? Adding to that I don’t feel anything, at least not like I think I’m supposed to,” I explain trying to talk it out. “We want you because we’re family and yes we feel guilty but almost losing you opened our eyes as to what we were missing,” Mom says and I shake my head. “But that doesn’t make sense though. I could have never been here and the five of you would have been quiet and happy without me, I’ve sat and watched all of you for three years and it would have been fine with me gone,” I explain and she sheds a tear at my words. “We might have been but we weren’t a five person family, we’re a six person family and we… I got caught up in being a ‘great Mom’ that I didn’t think about who is most important to me in the world, You,” Mom says it but I don’t know. “See that right there, I should be happy you said I’m the most important person to you in the world and I feel nothing. It’s like I died and my body hasn’t figured it out yet,” I explain trying hard to get the right words out,” I can feel some things at times but it’s only when it gets really intense.” “Like a fight,” Mom asks trying to help. “Like anything just almost overwhelming, and when it gets overwhelming I panic,” I keep explaining as mom listens. “Panic like you want to run and hide,” Mom asks concerned. “Like I don’t know what to do, only thing I’ve ever done is run or wait for the beating to stop,” I tell her and almost rest my head in my plate of breakfast. “I know you feel things more than you think honey,” Mom says and I look at her confused,” It’s true, when your sister brought you down to me after Jenna’s break up and you rested in my lap. You felt that then, it was love and it was good enough you passed out.” “I was pretty much out then anyway,” I state but she’s right about it. “Maybe but you relaxed and we did it again later, then there is Mark and Abby. You’ve been hanging out with Mark at the gym and Abby has been invading your space more than a little bit to make up for lost time,” Mom states her facts and I agree, somewhat. “Yeah but for how much longer, every time things get good for me it gets worse,” I state my life fact to Mom and she puts her arm around me. “Honey I will be there to help, we all will. Things are going to get better, I promise,” Mom says and I want to believe her. It would be nice if things stayed this good, or at least got good for long enough so that I don’t see everything as a letdown. Mr. Delauter is at work today and the rest of the family is set on decorating the house with Christmas stuff and as much as I was able to avoid it in the past I’m being asked to help with everything. It takes half the day but between the five of us we get the inside of the house done up with minor decorations except for the TV room which looks like something out of a catalog for Christmas minus the presents. Mr. Delauter makes it home early, four is early for him, and has a smile on his face when he sees the decorations up for the holiday. I’ll admit it looks nice but I don’t usually associate this holiday as a happy one historically for me and as everyone begins to have conversations about happier things I quietly duck out and head back to my room. The family settles into their routine of getting ready for the holidays and I do my online shopping so I can have everything delivered and not have to inconvenience anyone by being driven into town. I think a couple of them wouldn’t mind me asking but I just feel out of place even though everyone is trying to show me that I have one. It’s a catch 22 and I’m living it daily. We make it through the first of three weeks’ worth of vacation in the manner previously mentioned when I’m checking on deliveries for gifts, I bought some real gifts not gag ones, but a couple haven’t made it to when I discover they were rerouted despite paying for shipping. They are in town and I can have them if I make it to their stores and provide ID and proof of purchase. My phone call to the company requiring an explanation doesn’t go well either, they offer free shipping on my next order, reimbursement on my shipping mishap and I decline. All I want is my package on my door like I paid for but they claim it is out of their hands. I spent ninety minutes dealing with two different companies who are very sorry they aren’t able to do what they were paid for but not sorry enough to fix their problem. I don’t know how loud I am but I know how angry I am when I exit my room after putting on some outdoor clothing, it is winter, and march down the stairs heading for the door. “Honey what are you doing,” Mom asks noting my change in daily pattern. “Out, need to pick up a few things,” I reply keeping it short. “How are you getting there,” Mom asks stopping me in the foyer on the way to the door. “Bus, I have a pass and everything,” I keep it quick and I’ve kept mine updated just in case. “Honey I can take you,” Mom offers keeping me from exiting. “Its fine Mom, need to do this on my own,” I don’t really, I just don’t want help. “Oh is this for Christmas,” Mom asks in a whisper. “Uggghh, yes it’s for Christmas and I’m going to miss my bus,” I am straining to get out the door. “Mark. Can you take Guy into town, he needs to pick up some Christmas gifts,” Mom calls to Mark who is in the TV room. “Yeah, just let me get some shoes on,” Mark answers back before heading to his room. “I don’t need a ride Mom, I’ll be fine,” I tell her and attempt to leave. “Guy just wait for Mark, it’ll be faster if he takes you and he can bring you back when you are done,” Mom says before leaning,” He needs to do some real shopping. I’ve heard him talk about gift ideas for me, help him please.” Oh lord I have to help him shop for Mom when I’m barely coming up with gift ideas for her. Yeah this is going to go well. I wait for Mark who has his keys and once in his Challenger we’re off to the stores. It’s really only one store but it’s in a shopping mall, one I’ve been in maybe three times that I can actually remember and it takes me about ten minutes just to find the store I’m looking for. The girl behind the counter is polite while Mark is in flirt mode. “Hi, my package was shipped here instead of my home address,” I state to the girl. “Yeah, we get this mix up with a lot of incoming shipments, invoice,” she asks and I produce the copy. It takes her a minute as Mark figures out we’re in a jewelry store. I watch him begin to look hard at a couple things while my package is found and brought to me. I sign my name and turn to leave but now Mark is stuck on some necklaces. “I got my stuff, ready to go,” I ask and he speaks but doesn’t look away. “Think Mom would like a necklace that reads ‘Cougar’,” Mark asks and I watch as the sales girl visibly pales at the gift idea. “First off hell no, second what were you planning on getting her,” I ask him in reply and he shrugs. “I don’t know, maybe a new coffee maker or something,” Mark gets the words out and I want to hit him with something that would hurt. “Excuse me, Elizabeth,” I ask the girl who helped me,” This is Mark, he’s my step brother and he’s a bit of a moron…” “Hey, I’m not dumb,” Mark retorts but I continue. “Help him, make sure he gets something tasteful that he chooses and if he complains call this number,” I write down the number of Mr. Delauter,” it’s his father. He will straighten him out if anything goes wrong. I’m getting a pretzel.” I turn and leave Mark with the nice lady behind the counter and head to the food court. Beginning of Christmas week and the food court is packed as people take a break from rushing about to get their last minute shopping done. I have to bail on a pretzel and settle for some type of lasagna from an Italian spot and large lemonade. I don’t look around and get involved in other people’s business as I sit and eat quietly. Unfortunately I’m not allowed to be left alone by the world but at least my company is friendly. “Hey,” Alyson says sitting down across from me. “Hi there, didn’t expect to hear from you again. Like ever again,” I state keeping my tone down. “After everything happened I kept my mouth shut about that day and when nobody asked me any questions I figured you told them I didn’t have anything to do with it,” She says brushing her blonde hair behind her ear. “Actually I didn’t tell them anything about us at all,” I state with a smirk,” I’d like to think that you didn’t have anything to do with what happened to me.” “I didn’t I swear,” Aly says with a little fear. “I believe you honestly, but I think the person who turned me onto you in the first place did,” I reflect on the situation and Romeo. “So what now? You find them and take revenge,” Aly asks and I shake my head. “No, cops can’t do shit without evidence and there is no evidence. Even if you were dragged in and question you’d only tell them that we were working on a school assignment and that’s it… right,” I ask and she nods with a smirk. “Right, that whole anatomy project you needed help with. Want a refresher course,” she asks and I think about it. “I want something more… long term. Like a relationship or something,” I state and she smiles. “Well any girl who is into nice guys that are hung and sensitive in bed would be lucky to have you. As for me it’s all about the money and currently I need to finish buying my Dad a present,” Aly says standing up from the table,” next time I’ll give you a discount.” Discount sex from the, or one of the, girls that takes sex for money at school. Sounds good except I would like a girlfriend and think about my options, more like lack of options. Syd would be good but she’s my friend and last time I was interested in a girl who thought of me as my friend I was crushed. Syd wouldn’t crush me but it’d be awkward. I finally realize that my available dating pool is rendered down to Bridget who wants to wait till after the New Year before coming over to play around and that’s pretty much it. I want to get a girlfriend I have to get out there and meet girls, except most of the females I know go to school with me and have spent three years watching me get my ass beat and heard some of the fucked up rumors about my life before the stabbing. Mark finally makes his way back from the jewelry store and we head back home. It’s not a horrible feeling returning to the house but when there is a car you don’t recognize it does draw concern, especially when you see the tell tale antenna out the top of the back and the extensive radio system in the front it’s a police car. Mark and I get inside the house to find the detective in charge of my case, Escalante I think, is standing in the foyer speaking with my mother. “Mr. Donnelly, I was hoping to speak with you,” the detective greets me with a tight smile. “Okay, you haven’t spoken with me in almost two months but I haven’t had anything to add,” I keep my reply short and neutral; she is the one investigating my near fatal stabbing. “Yes well unfortunately I’m no longer on that case,” she informs me losing the smile. “Okay well who is taking my case,” I ask curious. “Nobody is taking your case, with no new evidence and no leads that we were able to pan out into anything that would point to a solid identity of your attacker the case is being relegated to cold case,” Detective Escalante informs me and I have to think about it. “So you’re giving up? My son is stabbed and left for dead in an alley and you are giving up,” Mom asks growing angry. “Mom it’s alright can’t expect much out of the justice system anymore these days,” I say stepping past Mom and the Detective. “Mr. Donnelly I’d like you to know that I did look into Carlos Ortega and his group. This group you think attacked you is more of a neighborhood watch group. They don’t have any connections to the police but they aren’t people who randomly attack and commit attempted murder,” Detective Escalante says it and my anger go from nothing to everything in four seconds. “Wait, did you just say they are a neighborhood watch group that wouldn’t hurt people,” I ask and I don’t think anyone notes my change in mood. “We’ve had them under surveillance for two months and they’ve done nothing criminal the entire time,” She says it and I scoff. “Did you get your detective badge from a fucking claw machine at the store,” I ask and she looks shocked,” Don’t bother you probably don’t have to skill to even get one that way.” “Mr. Donnelly, Guy I’m sorry we weren’t able to find who did this to you…,” She begins and I let her continue,” but insulting a police detective doesn’t help.” “Well it doesn’t hurt either considering you sat here and insulted my intelligence just now,” I say it and she’s confused,” here let me show you.” I pull off my jacket and shirt right there in front of everyone, basically Mom and the Detective in the room and begin pointing out scars on my body and face. The bic lighter Hector accidently burned my shoulder with two years earlier, the glass from a bottle I was hit in the head with from behind, my almost permanent crooked nose from taking hits to the face. I go down a short but memorable list and Detective Escalante has a grim expression on her face. “A neighborhood watch group? People who are protecting their streets and would never attack someone that wasn’t a ‘threat’ to them? Is that what you were trying to tell me… ME! You can leave now,” I turn and grab my package and clothes before heading up to my room. Who is going to stop me, nobody. I can hear the detective speaking with Mother and she’s very apologetic about dropping the case. I don’t hear Mom’s response but I know what life will be like in the near future, Hector will be thrilled he can beat me as soon as we’re back to classes. Carlos Ortega: Two days before Christmas I don’t get called in to meet with the Union very often but when I do I cancel plans to take my little sister shopping for her friends. I know she wants to get Abigail and her family something from our family. Like a peace offering or something, she even wants us to deliver it to their home night before Christmas, she’s the good girl in the family and all of us know it. I step inside the Union office, their tattoo parlor where the Old Man holds court during the week and his son Smitty runs a legitimate business doing the best ink in Texas. I nod to Vicki, the Old Man’s granddaughter, before stepping past and around the counter. The Old Man is in his office looking at some papers as I knock quietly on the door. Old story, one gang leader had a meeting with the Union and didn’t knock or show any respect to the Old Man before spitting in his face and leaving. They found him chained to the back of his car, it was on fire and he’d been driven around the desert for a couple hours. He didn’t die quickly and somehow there was a video that went around to the other crews about respect. Thankfully I’ve always been polite with the Old Man and now will not be an exception. “Close the door and take a seat Carlos,” the Old Man informs me and I do as he says,” Two months and some days you’ve been unable to handle business. I kept hearing police are watching but now they aren’t. So when am I going to be able to retrieve shipments that are overdue and get them moving again?” “Week after Christmas, just before the New Year sir. We’ll have your goods back in your hands to move,” I let him know I’m ready to work which earns me a respectful smile. “Good to hear it, problem is why were the police onto you? What were your people doing that drew two months worth of heat,” he asks, someone had to ask. I explain a bit of the situation with Guy and Hector. I talk about the original idea to teach him some respect and how it blew up into three years of beatings and humiliation. The Old Man listens and doesn’t say anything or ask any questions as I go through how Guy was nearly killed and my boys were blamed because of our history. I get to the end after our interrogations and alibis and I can tell the Old Man is thinking. “So some stabs your whipping boy and the police think it was your people and you tell me, truthfully, that it wasn’t your crew,” he asks and I nod in response,” So bring the boy in and explain it to him, like a man, and end it.” “I’ve tried, he won’t speak to me. I’ve sent people to talk to him, he avoids them. I’ve tried talking to his sisters, they we very clear on what they thought of me and the worst part is I didn’t know how connected his family was till it all came down,” I explain and he nods to continue,” For three years nothing, we didn’t find out where he lived because we didn’t care. He had no friends or family, nobody came to his defense so my crew just did what they want. Hell it became a game to some of the people at the school of how badly could we embarrass or hurt him; they were taking bets on it.” “So now he has family, what are they hired killers,” the Old Man says with a laugh and I shake my head slowly. “Worse, his sisters are the brains and queen bee of the whole fucking school. His older brother was the rich football guy who supplied the team with the best when they won. Then there is his mom, queen of the charity function and halfway house. I know of four that she helps manage and finally his dad,” I take a breath and shake my head at the craziness of it,” He’s the senior partner at Delauter, Lindberg and Jennings.” “He’s a senior partner at a law firm,” the Old Man asks with a chuckle. “No he’s Mr. Delauter, the senior partner. He could fry us seven ways to Sunday and not get any ash on him,” I explain and the Old Man nods. “So the boy kept his secret why? Something doesn’t make sense,” he says and I shrug. “Rumor is he didn’t want special treatment due to family ties, he wanted to make his own way,” I give him the rumor but he has a question. “Well that’s the boys choice I guess, so what now? Going to keep with tradition,” the Old Man asks and I shake my head. “No, everyone is putting space between us and him. Anyone touches him and I personally will cut their fingers off,” I state cool and calm. “Makes sense, but you need to get him to talk to the cops to keep the pressure off. I got word today, as I said earlier, that the police were done following you around. Apparently there wasn’t enough evidence to find who stabbed the kid and a friend of mine let me know they were putting the case away to the cold cases,” he tells me and I feel relieved,” You need to keep this kid, Guy or whatever his name is backed off and not talking to the police. More interruptions and I’m going to have to get involved professionally.” “Everyone of my crew knows to keep their distance from him regardless of the police, you have my word,” I assure the Old Man who nods and we shake hands. I leave after concluding business and check my phone, Marta’s invitation to the Delauter Christmas party hasn’t arrived but she can see the party is still happening on Christmas Eve and she’s upset. I arrive home to an upset little sister. “I’ve been Abigail’s friend for three years and now I’m not welcome in their home,” Marta just comes right out and slams me with her complaint. “Not something I can fix little sister,” we’re speaking in Spanish and she’s giving me the death look. “Maybe you could turn in your boys for the shit they’ve been doing for the past three years. Or how about you find out which one of them stabbed Guy,” Marta won’t let this go as we walk through our parent’s home. “My boys did what they did but nobody came after us then and now you want them to take the fall for shit they didn’t do,” I get the words out and can hear my Mom in the kitchen,” Sorry Mom, I love you.” Marta usually goes on for a few more hours when she wants me to fix something for her but not this time. She heads back to her room and slams the door, and now mom is yelling about slamming doors in the house. I think I need to take a drive soon, go to see Guy at home; his family doesn’t shoot people on sight I think. Guy Donnelly: the day before Christmas Eve Day My Mom does charity work. Not like she donates money and smiles for the camera, she helps run girls’ halfway houses and unwed mothers homes. Also there are a couple soup kitchens and a mission clothing bank she pulled out of the ground. I’m learning about who she is for the first time in three years since she married Mr. Delauter but I still can’t help but feel left out. Here she was spending all her time on my step siblings and then more of her time helping half the city, well maybe a quarter of it, and I’m walking around bruised and scared all the time. We’re at one of the all girls’ houses and Mom is dealing with a mountain of problems, apparently there is a delay in the truck bringing gifts to the girls here and she’s on the phone working on making sure these girls have a Christmas. I don’t walk around and look to the girls passing by her office door, it’s just different to me as they are all looking and watching me. I quietly sit and pass the hour as finally the truck arrives and I make myself somewhat useful and begin helping to unload the truck. It takes a good bit but once the two pallets are off the truck Mom cuts the plastic wrapping and begins sorting out gifts for the girls. There must be fifty boxes here and she’s got her system to sort them all with the other lady managing the place, a large black woman with pressed hair, and I make myself scarce and head back to Mom’s office to wait. I get about ten feet into the hall from the outside and find myself a little cornered by a few of the girls. “Are you her son,” a heavy set black girl asks and I nod,” you better not hurt Mrs. D or I’m gonna fuck you up? Got me?” “Excuse me,” I ask confused. “You heard me, she’s been sad and worried that her boy would leave her and she’d never see him again. You’re her boy so you better not hurt her,” the girl says and a few others nod. “Don’t… don’t push me…,” my heart is beginning to pound and I feel a little light headed. I put my hand on the wall for balance as someone takes my other hand and puts themselves under my shoulder and helps me into Mom’s office. I sit and shake a little calming down and get a good look at my savior. She’s attractive, a big girl too, but she has a soft face and long brown hair. She’s wearing an old olive green button up military shirt and baggy jeans. She hands me a cup of water and I take a sip from the little paper cup. “Lisa is a bit protective of your Mom,” the girl tells me and I nod,” You looked like you were going to pass out or something.” “I just… I get these panic attacks and I have to stop and slow down or it feels like my heart is going to burst out of my chest,” I tell the girl who sits down next to me in the opposite chair. “I’m Jackie by the way,” she gives me her name. “So Mom saved all of you,” I ask and she nods,” wish she could have saved me.” “We heard a little about that, she was ready to quit back in October. A lot of us were scared because when she’s gone they bring in the state and they like to kick us out on the streets,” Jackie informs me and I shrug. “I am still thinking about leaving and not coming back,” I tell her and she gives me an odd look,” it’s weird with her trying and finding out when she could have been taking care of me she was here or with my step sister.” “Yeah but she’s your Mom, you can’t just walk away like she doesn’t matter,” she tells me and I shake my head. “You have no idea how close I’ve been to doing just that. I even have money saved up for the move and new place,” I let her know a little bit about my plan, it does seem a little cruel but it’s my option out when I need it. “I think you need to be a little easier on her, as bad as you think it was it doesn’t hold a candle to my Dad and brother,” she informs me and I wait,” they’re in jail, won’t be out for another decade at least and even if they do get out I’m never letting them do what they did to me again.” “Jackie you don’t need to tell my son about what happened to you,” Mom says finally coming into the office. “Sorry ma’am but you’re a good person and he should understand that,” Jackie says turning to face Mom. “Good person is a maybe, but I was a lousy Mom. If he left tomorrow it would hurt me but it’d be my fault,” Mom says sitting down and I feel like they know each other better than I know Mom,” But he’s giving me a chance and I’m doing my best to make up for my mistakes.” Jackie nods and leaves before giving me a little wink, why did she wink at me? Mom finishes a file and takes her purse as we leave the shelter for home. It’s a quiet drive for the first half of it when Mom wants to talk. “So did you get all your shopping done,” Mom asks curious. “Yeah, even the delivery that didn’t come to the house like it was supposed to,” I reply a little bitter about paying for shitty shipping. “Well things happen,” Mom says and I grumble. “To me, a lot,” I get it out and Mom sighs loudly. “I know, I should have known but I was too busy feeling sorry for myself,” Mom says and I’m confused a little. “About what, divorcing Dad? Dragging me through three states like luggage,” I ask keeping my tone neutral. “There are things before you can remember that happened that I’ve been ashamed of, things that drove me into the hole that we were living in after the divorce. I can’t talk about it with you son, it hurts too much,” Mom is trying to explain something and attempting hold out from crying. I sit quietly as Mom pulls the car over and we sit in silence as Mom just stares out the windshield of the car quietly staring at the world outside. I don’t know what to do here; there is something people should do in situations like this but for the life of me I don’t know what to do. “I have never been a good mother to you but I am trying, desperately trying to be there for you,” Mom says and I finally address her,” I just want to put you and me together again and more and more everyone is looking at me like I’m postponing you leaving me behind and never looking back.” “And I should, you never looked back for me. I was following you around for nine years and not once did you look over your shoulder and see how hurt I was. You just kept moving forward I was dragged along for the ride so yeah, I should leave and never look back,” I tell Mom and she tears up at my words,” But I’m not going to.” “What,” Mom can only reply with a single word. “I can’t bring myself to hurt people Mom, yeah I get angry and speak the truth but it’s not about hurting anyone. It’s about making them understand why when they say things that contradict everything they’ve ever done I don’t believe them. I love you Mom but I’m not well, I’m broken,” I tell her feeling painfully honest about myself. “I’m gonna help fix you, as best I can,” Mom says putting her arm around my neck. Good luck to her on that because I don’t even know what is wrong with me most days. I know I want things but they seem impossible to get. I wonder if I’m dreaming too big and should downsize or something. Hell everyone is still talking about me going to college… to do what? I have no freaking clue what I’m going to do in college let alone what I’m going to do after college. Mom during my tirade of thoughts restarts the car and brings us home with about an hour to spare before the Christmas party. Like other events in past years I’ve been hidden in my room and like current events I’m now expected to make an appearance and socialize. We arrive back home and I change into ‘nice Christmas clothes’ which basically consists of slacks and an ugly Christmas sweater. I didn’t own one before but now I’m wearing one as guests arrive. It’s a quiet affair in comparison to Halloween with only a couple families that Mom and Mr. Delauter know from work and charity with a few friends of Mark and Beth hanging around. Abigail is quietly enjoying her conversations with random people and I’m discovering that chairs need me to sit on them to feel useful. We get an hour or so in when a minor problem occurs and I see Abby and Mark dealing with something at the front door and when Abby is upset I take notice. I make my way through the foyer to the door and freeze as Marta is standing there with a small stack of presents and a frustrated look on her face. “I’m sorry Marta but you weren’t invited, it’s nothing personal but…,” Abby tells her friend who is as I said, frustrated. “Why? We’ve been friends since freshman year and now I’m not allowed to come over,” Marta asks a little angry. “We’re having a party Marta, I’m sorry but I can’t have company,” Abigail replies trying to be civil but firm in her rejection. “Mark, can you take her presents and put them with the rest while I talk to Abigail please? Marta wait here,” I say to all assembled before turning away from the front door. I head into the currently empty dining room and tell mom to add one more plate to the dinner pile as Abby follows me. She’s concerned but I’m not sure if it’s about me or who knows what. “I thought everyone was able to invite a couple friends,” I ask Abby who looks a little sheepish,” Why didn’t you invite Marta?” “Because Marta always came with Romeo and he’s part of the problem, him and that fucking gang,” Abby is more than a little upset as she describes Marta’s boyfriend. “Okay but why didn’t you just invite her,” I ask and she shrugs unhappily. “Because she’s related to Carlos who’s a thug and a bully and he’s been picking on you for three years,” Abby states and it does make a little sense. “Okay well she’s here now, do you want her to stay,” I ask and Abby shrugs but I know she wants her friend here. I lead Abby back to the Foyer where Marta is waiting. Both have an awkward look on their faces, yay for friends matching. “Marta, Abby couldn’t tell you she didn’t want you here because your boyfriend part of your brother’s group,” I explain and Marta groans. “I know that’s why he’s with his family and I’m here,” Marta says and I turn to Abby. “See, no problem,” I’m trying to make peace and be friendly,” Now please take your friend somewhere and socialize or something. I’m the only one without friends here tonight.” Marta and Abigail look at me a little confused before heading off to the TV room to talk. I just let the sister to the gang leader that has been letting his boys beat the shit out of me come over and enjoy herself at my family’s expense… I thought my family. That feels odd but most are trying in some form or another and some better than others. I settle down and listen to the adults talk, the people my age talk and finally just sit and listen to everyone else talk amongst themselves until dinner is served. It’s an assembly line of plates and food where everyone is waiting patiently for their turn in front of the buffet Mom and Rosa have put together. I don’t wait in line and decide to simply wait till others have gone first. It doesn’t take too terribly long thankfully and I’m lucky when I get to the front that I don’t have to take a plate, Rosa already made me one. I get a smile from her and grab a fork and knife to sit down somewhere quiet. I settle on the dining room since nobody else is there and eat. Ham, mashed potatoes, buttered carrots and Spanish rice. It’s wonderful and I enjoy almost half my plate when I get company as Marta and Abigail join me at the table. They both take seats across from me and continue their conversation about school and people we go to school with. I don’t join in until I think one asked me a question but I didn’t hear what was asked. “Huh, I’m sorry I didn’t catch that,” I reply finishing a bite of ham. “I asked who are you dating,” Marta asks and I almost laugh. “I’ve been the whipping boy for your brother and his gang for three years, it doesn’t make girls want to jump into a relationship with me,” I state and she scoffs. “Okay but you’re a sweet guy… Guy,” Marta actually laughs at her own joke,” have you tried asking anyone?” “Yeah, one time and that led to a month of me being someone else’s bank account and funding her good times,” I recall Jenna, not to difficult. “Okay but what about other girls, I know Abby and I could probably find a girl or two who would go out with you,” Marta offers and I shrug. “It wouldn’t matter if they did or not, long term I’m probably not going to be hanging around here like your brother and boyfriend. I am looking at being gone after this school year ends,” it’s mostly true, I have been planning to be out of the house this school year. My words have Abigail and Marta quiet and looking to each other for something to counter my option of leaving. It’s still there, the option but it’s not as appealing as it was a couple months ago. I think about whether it’s the actuality of being on my own or that for the first time in my life I can remember feeling something close to actual happiness. I continue eating because it’s dinner time and I’m hungry, I know right… motivation. Abby and Marta talk among themselves and don’t ask me anymore questions which is alright considering she’s the sister to one of the people I’d leave to die. Okay leave to die is a bit much but… no I’d trip Carlos’s ass and let zombies eat him. I get through dinner and a second helping and figure dessert should be in about an hour after everyone is done. It’s what Mom used to do and about the time Rosa would bring me a plate while I was hiding in my room during previous gatherings. I allow Mom to introduce me to a few friends of the family and their children. I get told a few of their names and as they try to talk to me about things important to them like sports or popular music I find myself once again lacking in knowledge on the subjects. I don’t make an ass out of myself by trying to talk out of it but I’m the oddest teen here and it shows a little more than usual. I’ve moved off by myself to a corner when I see Rosa wave me over and quickly head to see what she needs. I listen to her request and immediately say no but Rosa has this very nice way of basically saying ‘please do this or I’ll cry and never forgive you as you burn in someone else’s hell’. I don’t understand it either but I grab my small amount of equipment and set up as everyone else talks and watches the television. It takes me a little bit and I do a quiet sound check, I’ve done more than a few but doing it quietly is a challenge and mercifully nobody catches on to what I’m doing if they did see me as I turn everything on and begin to sing. Silent night… Holy night… All is calm… All is bright… ‘Round yon virgin… Mother and Child… Holy Infant so tender and mild… That is about as far as I get when I notice that every room has cleared out and now the entire assembled family and guests are standing and staring as I continue with my first ever Christmas song. I thankfully know the whole song as it’s one that doesn’t need a freaking choir to back you up. I finish the song and I get applause, okay it’s a foyer full of people and they’re clapping but nothing went a sideways on me so it’s a good thing. Mom hugs me and I actually feel nice, warm and just a bit better than normal. I get everything unplugged and Mark helps me put the minor sound system away before Mr. Delauter has me meeting a few people from his firm. Mostly people at his level meaning the top tier of lawyers and I’m praised for my talent, it’s a hobby honestly but I keep that to myself. I meet the Kincaid’s, nice black couple where the husband is the homebody and wife informs me that I should consider eastern schools where there is a solid art programs. There is the Goldstein’s who are old, one of them is Jewish and both of them wonder if I can be paid to do a party, I get pulled out of that option quickly by Mr. D thank god. Finally I meet Mrs. Lawson and her son Clark, originally I thought he was her younger husband and as we talk a little both are giving me some freaking weird looks until Bethany pulls Clark aside to speak with him and I step away to refresh Mrs. Lawson’s drink. “Her late husband was one of the founding partners and she’s never let his stake go but she’s also kept a social calendar that allows us to meet clients with an ample ability to pay for the best legal teams in the state,” Mr. Delauter says watching me make a drink for Mrs. Lawson,” Where did you learn to do that?” “For five years before you met my mother she was in bars about 6 nights a week at least, I was with her for three of those nights and the most sober person in the bar to watch me was the bartender. I paid attention and learned that it’s just math. This is just gin, vodka, and Lillet Blanc with a twist of lemon,” I state finishing the drink,” fun fact first time I made this I was grounded because I was using a sharp knife.” “Loretta grounded you for the knife,” he asks confused. “That lasted about as long as a drink used to in her hands,” I reply returning to the party and handing Mrs. Lawson her drink. “My word is there anything you aren’t talented in,” Mrs. Lawson asks me before taking a sip,” Oh my lord what the hell is that.” “Vodka martini,” I reply and see Clark giving me a sour look. “Mother doesn’t drink vodka martinis,” Clark informs me as his mother laughs. “Mother drinks them now, this is divine,” Mrs. Lawson praises me and I smile a little but don’t like being bartender that much. Bethany pulls me away from the group and I find myself walking with the black sheep in the family, I was the black sheep so I can understand the feeling. We get outside into the fresh cold air and she decides to begin. “You’re welcome for pulling Clark away,” Beth says and I shrug. “Okay but not sure I needed him away from me,” I reply a little confused. “He had mistletoe and you were the target,” she tells me and I pause before coming to the relation,” yeah your little song put you in a college guys crosshairs and if you drank he’d probably get you all sorts of ready for love.” “And you are finding this hilarious,” I remark and she smiles. “Only because you’re finding out now and not tomorrow morning confused and sore, besides you aren’t gay, more than one of my friends proved that,” Beth comments and I keep my mouth shut,” All is going according to plan.” “Plan? You have a plan,” I ask skeptical and she nods. “Yes it would be easy to make myself the villain in the story for hurting you public and you could have but you didn’t. I don’t understand why you never wanted revenge but you deserve a change and thanks to everything that happened after you were in the hospital I can go forward with my plan,” Beth says and I give her a ‘what’ look,” I was going to have a friend to two sleep with you, if they wanted to, and then have them spread around what a great partner you are in bed. Now they don’t have to lie or anything like that but it still stands that when the cheerleaders are talking the rest of the females will listen.” “Okay so you paint me as a stud,” I ask and Beth shakes her head. “Not a stud, an uncut diamond. The female body of our school is going to see you as the potential saving story and only the best, actually the ones you want will be brought to you for test dates and I will guarantee that no more Jenna’s will happen,” Beth mentions her old acquaintance and I grimace. “Well that sounds nice I guess,” I like the idea but not the limelight of it. “And as for Jenna thanks to Lex and the apparently amazing job you did with her she’s going to make you better than a pretty black athlete in the girl’s eyes. We’re going to make her jealous and then you get to watch her pursue you and you can friendzone the bitch or fuck her silly if you like,” Beth sounds giddy and a little evil right now. “And you sound like a real villain here,” I comment and she smiles. “And you aren’t, if I have the skills I’m going to do some good with them and that means you. It’s not like you’d get any real satisfaction just sitting around and hoping people feel bad enough to apologize,” Beth says and honestly she has a point. We rejoin the party and I try to mingle a little as things wind down and most of the guests leave. I get a light hug goodbye from Marta, which for me is odd. Not sure what she’s got to say to her brother and boyfriend about me but I honestly don’t care either. With most of the guests gone we’re left with only one or two have to be put into guest rooms due to alcohol poisoning. Mom is not one of them thankfully and I get another big hug from her before turning in and trying to get some real sleep. You know that feeling when something is very wrong and you have to wake up and see what’s going on? Well that’s where I’m at right now because my door moved and now someone is in my room and stumbling around. I figure on it being anything from Mom happy and checking on me to Abby coming in to cuddle or something for helping her and Marta so I go for the sleeping and waiting to see what happens. I can hear some moving around, then there is some shuffling like they’re trying to find something and then my blankets are pulled down just enough behind me that someone is now in my bed. I can feel them behind me inching closer and the breasts against my back let me breathe a small sigh of relief that it’s not a college male behind me. Whoever it is behind me has fully pressed herself against my back and is now playing with the waistband of my underwear and now has my penis in her hand. Slowly she is stroking me, taking her time almost getting me hard. Problem with that is getting me hard isn’t difficult and she’s got me hard as a rock. I can feel her breath against my neck and smell her perfume… perfume? I didn’t think Abby wore perfume. I groan distracted as she works me up and I’m pushing my cock into her hand as she strokes me with the sole purpose of ruining my underwear. I groan and begin to cum when I hear a more mature voice in my ear. “That’s it, cum for me big boy,” I recognize the voice a little. She doesn’t let me move much, just holds me while behind me and makes sure every drop is drained into my underwear before pulling her hand away. The blankets are pulled down and I roll onto my back to see, if I’m not mistaken, Mrs. Lawson. “Young, can make a drink and can sing not to mention a penis most men would be envious of,” the older brunette woman informs me. Okay older is a relative term but she’s early forties and wearing a tight t-shirt with no bra and her breasts are big and firm. I can’t see much about her face in the shadows but she’s smiling and she has a look in her eyes that I’m not sure is good for me as she crawls down the bed and removes my underwear. I don’t know where she came from, okay probably a guest room, but after a couple seconds of licking the length of my cock and then moving her mouth around to clean up some of the mess she helped me make I don’t really care. Coming once just a minute ago was good but now Mrs. Lawson, not sure of her first name, has me in her mouth and is all the way down to the base of me. One inch, she is only letting one inch of me in and out of her so the rest of me is in her mouth and throat as she sucks me fast and hard. It hurts a little with her trying to get me to finish again and when I look down I can see her eyes staring up at me, watching me like a hawk as I ‘suffer’ at her mouth fucking me. I’m fully hard and groaning a little as Mrs. Lawson fills the room with sucking and slurping noises but it’s the pain I’m feeling at the tip of my cock somewhere in her throat. There is nothing gentle about what she’s doing as I want to pull her off, have her slow down, hell just take a breath or something. The answer to that is nope, she doesn’t stop and now my balls hurt like hell because I’m going to cum again. I grab the sheets and groan when I feel hands taking mine and moving them from the sheets to her head. I hold Mrs. Lawson’s hair gently and she corrects me to hold her head and with a little force. Harder and faster she mouth fucks me, I forgot where I heard that term… probably porn, and when I cum the second time I end up holding her head in place and forcing the last inch of my cock into her mouth and cum down her throat. It’s a hard orgasm and I think my eyes rolled to the back of my head at one point but I let go of Mrs. Lawson’s head and just lie on my bed breathing hard and possibly passing out. At some point Mrs. Lawson rejoins me at the top of the bed and when I finally look at her face she’s smiling and has that look again. “What did I do,” I ask catching my breath. “Nothing yet but I’m hoping for to teach you a little something before I head back to my room,” she informs me with a smile kind of like a cat staring at a mouse. “Wait teach me what,” I ask and she keeps smiling. And she’s stroking my cock again with her hand and I’m sore. So sore I am getting hard at her touch like it’s a defense mechanism. I’m hard and my body isn’t sure I want to be but Mrs. Lawson almost pulls me onto my side and using her free hand pulls my own hand to her pussy. She has hair down, small short hairs and they’re covered by a pair of panties and I’m not feeling much fabric. When Mrs. Lawson spreads her legs a little for my hand and slowly starts grinding against it. This is a little odd, it feels odd but I’m hard for some reason and it hurts. The sore achy kind of hurt like when you are tired from running but still have to keep going because the dogs aren’t going to stop chasing you. “Now this is where you learn something. Now get inside me,” Mrs. Lawson commands and I move over top of her. “Okay but I’m pretty well spent,” I move myself between her legs and yet she doesn’t let go. “This is where you learn about being a man,” Mrs. Lawson says firmly and pulls me firmly inside her,” Now get it all the way in.” I push deep, it hurts a little but I’ve already got off twice in less than a half hour so I think I’m allowed to hurt a little. Mrs. Lawson is hot inside and the grip on me is tighter than Lex and it’s not comfortable, I try to move and that’s when I feel her legs wrapped around my ass. I’m stuck inside her and I’m hard but I can’t move and I want to. “Hurts,” she asks and I nod a little,” want to quit?” “I don’t know,” I answer and while I feel good it still hurts. “See here’s what is going to happen; I’m going to make you cum again. Now what you are going to have to figure out whether or not I am, and Guy,” Mrs. Lawson takes my face in her hand,” I don’t get off easy so you are going to have to work for it.” “Okay but this hurts,” I start moving and she slams me in her hard with her legs. “Then make it hard and make me feel it. If you are ever going to make a woman come back for seconds, thirds and cry when you put a ring on her finger then you need to fuck her like your cock is going to fall off or explode or both,” she informs me and I groan as she somehow squeezes me inside her. She lessens her leg grip on me a little and I can move enough to get going and I do despite pausing because it hurts a little. Every time I push into Mrs. Lawson she moves her hips letting me get deeper inside her and it feels amazing and painful all at once. I am grinding my teeth with pain and pleasure as she somehow clenches on my cock with her vagina. “You’re holding back,” she informs me and I grunt,” Don’t hold back. When a dog fucks a bitch he doesn’t hold back because it hurts, he fucks and fucks and feels like he’s going to die so he whines and howls and finally he gets off and does a fucking victory lap around the bitch.” “Is there a point,” I ask as she takes my face in her hands again getting my attention. “Do I look like a woman taking eight inches from an eighteen year old? The answer is no. Don’t do me like an old man with a weak hip,” Mrs. Lawson orders me and I am confused and angry. Okay not angry but definitely a little pissed off. I’m propped up on my knees and hands over her and she’s shit talking me after getting me off twice. I keep my weight off her with some balancing and grabbing Mrs. Lawson’s t shirt collar rip the fucker down the middle or so exposing her breasts before attacking the right one with my mouth as I speed up fucking her. Her hands are on my head and back holding me as I pound hard and deep, I can feel her legs loosen up and even though I’m in pain I’m not stopping. I pull my face from Mrs. Lawson’s firm as fuck for forty breasts and see her face contorted in some sort of orgasm. I push myself up and off of her again and now that her legs aren’t wrapped around my ass I can put them somewhere useful, like over my shoulders. I get the first one up and watch as Mrs. Lawson shifts her body. I grab the other leg and she fights me a little… fine, I drop the and sit up with one over my shoulder and take long deep thrust into her straddling one leg and holding the other over my shoulder. I use my free hand to slap Mrs. Lawson’s ass and she yelps a little in surprise, a second slap to her meaty cheek and she bites my pillow. I guess I’m too young for her or she hasn’t been fucked in long enough that I’m getting her off when I realize I am in pain and I don’t care. It’s amazing how much I hurt but I’m still going and pull Mrs. Lawson’s leg off my shoulder and roll her onto her back again only this time I have her pinned under me and her legs are wrapped around my legs and not my ass. I’m going harder and faster in her than I’ve ever gone running in my life and I feel like I’m going to probably die when I cum but I don’t care as my face is contorted in a pre orgasm nightmare. I feel a hand on the back of my head pulling me in, it’s Mrs. Lawson thank god, and my tongue is pulled into her mouth. Second time this has ever happened and I can taste almost half the drinks she’s had the evening prior. All this pain and tastes and touch have me cum so hard I shake inside her and don’t stop fucking as I buck and thrust. Mrs. Lawson pulls my hair back a little and I groan from everything loud enough she whispers for me to quiet down. I finally finish and feel like everything is drained out of me as I roll off and Mrs. Lawson pulls me next to her as I shake off the fact that my penis may never be the same again. “That was good, got me going hard and I came a little then a lot. You are really good, should be proud of that tool you got down there,” Mrs. Lawson praises me and I don’t know what happens but I curl up and rest my head on her breast. “I can’t… I can’t…,” I get that far and I just shake and clutch her. “Let Mrs. Cassandra take care of you this morning… oh wait, we already did that,” she jokes and I just feel spent and used,” You are a unique young man and if you ever want to do this again I’m going to clear my schedule for the date, okay?” I nod my head in response and mercifully sleep takes over for me. I wake up as Mrs. Lawson… I mean Cassandra is pulling her bed robe and sneaking out of my room with her torn shirt and a towel, where did the towel come from last night and where was it? I don’t know but I do roll over and find my underwear which I fling to the hamper and roll back over to sleep a little more, fuck running this morning. When I finally wake up from Abigail knocking and not waiting for a response she looks at me a little confused. “Didn’t you sleep last night,” She asks as I wave her out so I can dress a little. “Yeah just fitful sleep or something,” I tell her through the cracked door while I dress. Its underwear jeans and a t shirt this morning. I don’t care about appearances right now as I head downstairs and see Mrs. Lawson who looks amazing and her son who has a pissy look on his face as I make my way down. “Loretta thank you for putting up with me last night but you know I don’t drive drunk and Clark is just the worst driver sober or drunk,” Cassandra aka Mrs. Lawson thanks my mother. “It’s no trouble Cassandra we’re always here to help,” Mom says and I smile a little at that. Goodbyes are said and I get a hug from Mrs. Lawson and nobody else does before she makes her way out and to her car. Nobody picks up on it and I head back to my room before promising Mom I’ll be down for breakfast in a bit or whenever it’s ready. I get in my room for a split second before the door opens fast and Mark closes it after himself. “Bro, how was it,” he asks and I look confused,” Cassandra, I know she came in here last night.” “How do you know she was here,” I ask and he smiles big and stupid,” Oh no you did not send her in here.” “I did, man she was worried you might not be up for it then that song and you making her drinks pretty much sealed it,” he tells me and I bury my face in my hands. “Why? Why the hell would you do that to me,” I ask and now he’s really confused,” I can’t get women on my own so you send them to me?” “Bro she’s not a woman, she is a Greek goddess sent to help show you how to get it the fuck done,” Mark says it and I’m confused for a second. “Wait… you and her? No,” I ask and he smiles again, the dumbass. “A couple years ago actually, I was good but girls got bored with me so I was drinking underage and Cassandra found me in the parking lot of an upscale place Dad doesn’t know about hammered with a fake ID. After that when I sobered up she showed me the ropes and now girls come back for me and not my wallet,” Mark explains and I groan,” Bro, she’s cool.” “Yeah but still, you had to send her to me,” I ask and he nods. “She helped me, I’m not going to say I was always good, I needed a lot of help. Did she have you make a time to meet,” He asks and I shake my head,” Damn; you must have impressed the shit out of her.” “No thank god, my sheets couldn’t take it,” I joke and Mark almost falls over laughing. We relax and while we don’t trade details or stories we do joke and bond a little bit before heading down to breakfast. The two of us talking at the table across from each other has Mom in high spirits as tomorrow is Christmas and now I’m curious what is coming my way. |
Stuart: One week from Graduation Ceremony So a bunch of bikers, I don’t know who, get killed and what is the reaction from then to now on campus? Nothing. Nobody really commented about it and nobody cared. People in the media called it ‘Biker Warfare’ but when I contacted Kit to see if she was alright she said she was just glad to be out of the area when it happened. Final are in the books, I’ve been given some high marks but honestly I just want my sheepskin and to be the fuck out of here. I don’t know where Guy is going to assign me but I’m hoping west coast for Robin, she’s still got a few years left of school and I want us to be as close as possible. Yes she’s committed to me and I to her but its still important to me. I’m looking forward to my graduation ceremony even though Guy and the family said they wouldn’t be attending as they would be in preparation of my vacation at their home with all three of my girlfriends. Candice is coming down to visit and ride up with us. My uncle is also coming up to visit but he only has a day before getting back to work for his boss. A year ago had anyone told me what my life was going to turn into I would have laughed in their face and walked away, now I’m here and excited at the prospects. I still haven’t explained what the business is about to Robin and Caitlin so they are excited also to meet Guy and gain some answers. Richard and Dia are a bit of an enigma to me right now as I haven’t seen her since her and Richard had their fight and I basically shoved her out of my life. I don’t ask about her and Richard doesn’t even talk about her but we talk at length and still get along. His parents are coming out for his graduation and apparently they are excited that their ‘golden boy’ did college on his own without ‘academic lubrication’ as he calls it. There is a small grouping of final parties on campus that people are heading off to but I’m not interested. Robin is too busy getting her shit in order and Caitlin has been packing up her college years solo, I think she’ll miss it the most of all of us. I’m all alone a week out from graduation and decide to fall back into routine as I hit the gym and proceed to kick the shit out of it. Weights are good but heavy bag is better and I come back after my morning session to have an evening run at it. I message Robin to get her over so I can at least see one of my girlfriends but she’s busy and I tried to help out Caitlin who was tearing up as she boxed up a few pieces of clothing so I left her alone at her request. Well I think it was a request, there were tears and sobbing so I left her to her packing. So here I am back at the gym as there are less people here now than there were two weeks ago, I guess everyone is getting ready to leave for the summer if they aren’t graduating. I spend time working on cardio and light weights instead of the high impact morning I went through to change things up. I find myself able to relax and enjoy my work out when I realize that I’m the only one in this section of the gym. I stop and begin to take a look around and realize that there is nobody here and I’m all alone in an abandoned gym. I think about the horror movies that this could turn out to be and laugh a little as the lights haven’t gone out and the doors are still unlocked. I finish my time on the bike and quietly debate showering here or showering in my room when the door at the opposite end of the gym opens and I hear people talking. “Listen I know he’s in here, he always works out so just stay back and get the shots of me talking to him okay,” I hear a female voice say to someone else. “I’ve seen the guy; he dropped a dude with one punch this year. If he finds out I’m here he’ll kill me,” the male someone else whispers back. “Just stay out of sight,” the female whispers harshly back. What do I do, I duck around the corner and out of sight behind a gym wall partition, or one of those walls that is there just to divide space, and wait. I can hear them looking around and whispering to each other, they must have heard me earlier because they can’t now. I let them keep looking as I move around behind the two, I recognize the girl first. White girl with one blonde streak in her black hair helping her look like a skunk but this time she’s got a tight short skirt on and thin tank top. Her partner is a white male about my height in jean shorts and a chain connecting his wallet and pants in case he loses one or the other, add to that a baseball jersey and a matching hat worn at an odd angle and backwards. Bitch face and her douche bag camera man. I am right behind the two of them and figure I’ll scare them a bit. “Looking for something,” I ask getting her to jump and him to scream a little. “You scared the piss out of me,” douche bag says turning around and pointing the camera at me. “Take that off of me now,” I tell him as bitch face steps forward. “I need him to have it on so I can talk to you,” she says and I am trying to remember her name. “No, turn it off or I will do it for you,” I step past her and up to him. “Hey listen man it’s just a recording for the website…,” douche bag is trying to say when I act. Okay so my hands are not as fast as Guy’s but they are fast enough for an impromptu one/two combo. First swing I hit the hand holding the camera with a slap so hard it goes flying and hits the floor at least five feet away. Second as he turns to look at the camera shocked I use my other hand to grab his jersey and pull him face to face. “What the fuck did I say,” I’m growling at him. “Turn the camera off,” douche bag whimpers in response. “Now I’m going to be nice, pick up your toy and run. If you do not run I will stuff you in a heavy bag and beat on it, am I understood,” I continue to growl the question. Nodding is the response he gives me; I inwardly smile as I’m learning how to intimidate people. I let him go and watch as he grabs the camera and a few parts that popped off before running at break neck speed out of the gym leaving bitch face standing alone with me. It takes her a moment to figure out what she’s going to do given her back up ran in terror. “Why are you looking for me,” I ask breaking the silence. “I was coming here to apologize,” she informs me after finding her voice. “And you need a guy with a camera for that,” I ask a bit coldly. “No I need the guy with the camera for my online profile,” she says a little upset,” people are calling me a bully and a bitch after someone attached my name and picture to those videos I posted of you last year and now I’m being harassed on all my media sites. I want to apologize to you on camera and post it so I could show that I’m not a complete bitch.” “But you are. You came here to apologize not to help me feel better, which it wouldn’t do. You came here to apologize to save your own ass from what I can only assume is karmic retribution for being a complete cunt,” I retort a bit mean. “Listen I just need your help okay, I was mean posting those videos and I am a bit of a bitch but people on the internet are hate bashing me from log on to log off. I can’t seem to get away from it. My parents are wondering if I’m in danger and want me to move back home,” my now worried video tormentor says upset. “Maybe it’d be good for you to get away from the media shit then and have your parents do the job they should have been doing before you left and decided making fun of other people was a fun way to pass the time,” I tell her walking away. “Wait where are you going? I need your help,” she says following me. “I’m taking a shower to wash sweat and your desperation off of me. And it’s not a coed shower so no girls,” I tell her stepping into the locker room. I put my clothes on the bench near the showers and take time rinsing myself off. Warm water is good but I keep it cooler since its California in the summer and that means it gets hot. I’m resting my head under the shower spout when I hear talking. “Here ladies is the prime specimen of man around the UCLA campus known as Stuart “The Hammer” Wolfric. He went from overweight blob to hardened man in one summer, note the definition of those shoulders and back,” I hear behind me and turn,” Now take note that I can’t show everything here but the length of the blurred spot and width shows that his nickname didn’t come from his fists.” I see the little bitch standing in front of the shower stall; it’s a low walled and open stall, with her phone out and up as she’s recording me. “Turn that off,” I growl. “Here ladies is why the men are terrified of Stuart on campus, his temper and strength are legendary to the point that some of the football team are looking into using his training method to build muscle,” she says with a giggle. I step out of the shower and grab her wrist holding the phone not hard but she isn’t going anywhere. “Hey let go,” she says as I use my free hand to take her phone,” That’s not yours.” “Don’t tell me what is and isn’t mine. I don’t follow your rules and now you are in MY world,” I let her wrist go and head into the locker room putting her phone down and stepping back into the shower. “Geez I’m just having a little fun with you, if you won’t let me apologize then I could try to put up a positive video of you or something,” she says as I step inside her comfort zone. “Clothes off, now,” I tell her still remembering her name. “Okay maybe coming in here when you were naked wasn’t a good idea,” she says and I stop her. “You can run but I promise you Sierra that unless you leave school tomorrow for home my girlfriend will find you before I walk at graduation and she will fuck your entire world up in ways that you’ve only seen in movies,” I warn her using her name to let her know that I know exactly who she is. Slowly she backs away and begins to strip down not taking her eyes off me; she’d be cute if I wasn’t already a little angry with her. Top and skirt come off followed by a skimpy thong leaving her naked as I note she didn’t wear a bra, she wouldn’t need to with her small A cup tits. I take her by the wrist and walk her in the water, which for me is cool but as warm as her skin is must feel freezing. I make sure to get her face under the spout and rub at the makeup she’s almost layered on. “Ahhh, what are you doing,” Sierra asks as I continue to rub her face and wet her hair. “Washing off your camouflage,” I tell her as she begins to wipe mascara and other shit out of her eyes and off her face. “Okay so you have me naked and ruined my makeup, now what,” she asks turning to face me. I grip the back of her neck with one hand and use the other to separate her legs before running a finger in between her lips and finding her hole push my middle finger inside getting a grunt from Sierra. She squirms a bit but she’s not going anywhere on me as I feel her tightness and work my finger in and out. It takes a bit but she warms up to the idea of getting off on my hand and I’m a little hard but I want more. I let go of her neck and scoop Sierra up in one arm and removing my finger from her pussy for a moment hook her leg over one of the side walls before pushing my finger back in. I use my thumb to rub her clit while finding her g spot with my finger and rub against it roughly. With Sierra up near my face I latch my mouth on her small tight nipple and feel her become tense. I keep working her over as he grips me with one arm and the stall wall with the other. She’s getting tighter on my fingers and I stop rubbing her clit and adding a second finger to her pussy and finger fuck her hard and fast. “Oh fuck I’m cumming,” Sierra groans leaning her head back. I don’t slow down as her orgasm takes over, I go harder and faster. She moans and tries to pull away from my hand but I have her off the ground and watch her face as she begins to look panicked. She begins to buck against my hand and I bite her nipple a little as she moans long and loud before spraying her musk on my hand. I let her come down before taking her off the wall and setting her on her feet. It takes her a moment to come down but I’ve been guiding her to her knees and now she fully realizes she’s eye level with ‘The Hammer’. I’m semi hard as she wraps her little hand around it and strokes me lightly. I guide her head to the end of my cock and nervously she opens her mouth taking in the first couple of inches slowly. I’m not sure if she’s just not used to giving a blowjob or not used to my girth but after a minute or two of her playing around with less than half of my eight inches I take the back of her head in my hands and slowly push her mouth down onto me deeper and further. I can hear her gagging over the running water of the shower and looking down I see I’m almost completely in her mouth and throat. I don’t push any further or back out; I just keep myself there almost completely buried in her face. Sierra squirms and fights it a little then a bit more as I hear her gagging and when she finally begins to sound like she’ll either vomit or bite down I pull out and leave her gasping. “You asshole, I couldn’t breathe,” she tells me in between sharp breaths. “I needed the lube,” I tell her standing her up and turning her around. “I think I’m wet enough,” Sierra tells me looking back. I spread her ass a little as she tries to bend over, I have to stop her and keep her mostly standing as I bend my knees a little and rub my cock head against her asshole. “Oh no, it won’t fit I haven’t,” Sierra begins to protest as I push the head inside,” oh my god.” I wrap my arms around Sierra’s body and keep her close as I continue to press more of me up her tight asshole. She grips the tall wall top with her small hands and grunts as I finally get myself fully seated inside. I move slowly taking my time to let her feel every inch of me as I take her. Moving my hand up around her throat I hold her in place against me using the other to rub her clit. I’m going slowly and Sierra is grunting in a not so comfortable way every time I push back in. Sierra isn’t able to get away even if she wanted and I like the feeling of being in charge. “Say ‘Stuart, fuck my ass’,” I whisper in her ear. “No, oh god it hurts,” she whimpers. “Sierra say ‘Stuart, fuck my ass’,” I whisper again. She shakes her head and I grind my cock into her hard and deep causing her to groan and clench her teeth. “Tell me,” I whisper quietly. “Stuart…. Fuck my ass,” Sierra whispers and I begin to move again. “Louder,” I tell her rubbing her clit in time with my thrusts. “Stuart fuck my ass,” she groans leaning her head back. “Again,” I order her speeding up and gripping but not choking Sierra. “Stuart… fuck my… ass,” Sierra grunts loudly and I go from thrusting to pounding. She keeps saying my name and fuck as I pound her ass, I’ve got her body against the stall wall and we’re rattling it more than a little as I feel my blood rush downward. I keep pounding away as Sierra is almost yelling before pulling out and putting her in her knees. I hold her face back with one hand and give myself a couple strokes before unloading on Sierra’s face and the wall past it. I lean against the wall and relax as my sex partner sits on her ass in the corner of the shower stall breathing hard and I think trying to regain her composure. After a bit of me washing myself again I stand Sierra up and help her clean off and collect herself. We dress and I check the gym, nobody is here still, before we quietly make our exit and head back towards my dorm. Richard is mostly packed up and moved out, benefits of money but I can hear him on the phone in his room as I lead a wet and worn Sierra into my room. I sit down at my computer and load up my video program and after checking the camera point it at myself. “Hey internet, you may have seen videos of me posted by this girl,” I turn the camera to Sierra who is sitting gingerly on my bed,” from last year. I was huge and she did poke fun at me a bit but I’m over that. Hell I wasn’t ever bent out of shape or hurt by it. Bullying her doesn’t do anything but make you like her. She apologized to me and I’m good with it.” “I am sorry I was mean Stuart,” Sierra says adding to the video. “I know Sierra but please people can we get on with our lives and let her live hers,” I say finishing the video and ending the feed. It takes me a couple minutes to clean up the visual and send it to her email and inbox so she can post it when she wants. She smiles before standing up. “Thank you Stuart, I’m gonna shuffle back to my room and find some ice,” she says stepping past me; I smack her ass playfully sending a shock through her,” Asshole.” “Yes I was in there wasn’t I,” I joke and she shakes her head at me before leaving. Three days pass and we finally have Caitlin and Robin packed up as I have a crew of Desmond, Wilma and Jamal packing up the bulk of my things. Problem is I have no clue where they’re being sent so I feel the need to ask. “So where are we moving me,” I ask Wilma who smiles. “You are being relocated where Guy said you’d be relocated to,” the crazed demon woman replies stepping past Robin with a box. “Who the hell is she,” Robin asks pointing at Wilma. “Coworker,” I reply and Robin does a double take. Packing including my bed takes two more days and finally I get a happy arrival as Candice in all of her curvy plus sized and blonde glory has arrived. She came down with her own money by bus and we, Robin, Caitlin and I, were there to greet her. As soon as she hopped off the bus she rushes Caitlin with a big hug then her and Robin meet and hug for the first time as I’m waiting for my turn. Candice sees me, smiles, then I am holding thick curvy woman in my arms as her legs, arms and lips engulf me. Our kiss goes on for almost a solid minute before Candice unwraps herself from around me and I set her on her feet. “That is why I love our boyfriend, he can hold my big ass up,” Candice tells my other girlfriends. They laugh and we settle down from our meet, greet and eat. The next day we meet up with my Uncle in the morning and Caitlin’s family that afternoon. I try to talk with her parents but they are very quiet and stern. Her father is my height but thin with a chiseled deep brown/red skin and long black hair. Her mother is a bit shorter and a little plump but quiet and more intense than her husband. In total they say maybe ten words to me before taking their daughter away for family time. I’m left with Robin and Candice who are excited for me and a little anxious for me to finish this college journey at graduation. Uncle Morgan arrived around the same time as Caitlin’s parents and first thing he wanted to know is when we are eating dinner. I introduce him to Candice and Robin, which garners the explanation of which is my girlfriend. “So you’re both dating my boy,” Uncle Morgan asks surprise as we get into my vehicle. “Yes sir, we love him,” Candice replies with a smile. “Okay well who is going to marry him when it comes to that,” Uncle Morgan asks and I begin to see why and how Guy handled his relationships. “I think all three of us will, that will be the plan hopefully when I get through college,” Robin says and we all laugh a little at it. Dinner is held at a steak house after Uncle Morgan turned down offers of sushi, Chinese food and something called a Vegan BBQ. Candice wanted to try it and one day when they run out of cows and pigs we just might. We’ve been seated and are enjoying the school talk when again I’m asked about my work by Robin. Uncle Morgan is a little curious but settles for the ‘on site tech support’ job title that I made up, Robin on the other hand is not buying it. “So what type of systems will you be working with? What is the logistics of this business and is there a solid financial plan in place for me to look at,” my Korean girlfriend asks and I’m a little flustered for a response. “Well Robin I’ve met the boss, been to his home and seen what he has for himself. I’ve also met some of the people Stuart will be working with and they are all very specialized in their work,” Candice says saving me. “Well I want details,” Robin counters turning back to me for answers. “You’ll get them in two days when we all head up to visit and get acquainted,” Candice says for me and I’m glad she came down. Conversation turns away from work and onto better topics like Uncle’s work, Robin’s plans for her next three years in college with me out of the area and Candice’s plans to find a new job. “When did you need to get a new job,” I ask and she smiles. “About a month ago, I need to work sometime and you know how it got in the way of a relationship so with Mrs. Lajita’s blessing I left the therapy business and have been living off savings,” my curvy girlfriend informs me happily. No job to keep Candice away but Robin still has college and Guy still won’t tell me where I’m being relocated to. I’d like to be near him and his family; they have been great to me. I would love to be near Robin during school but that might not be practical for the business. Its more problems that I put to the side for now while I enjoy my evening with family and loved ones. We check Uncle Morgan into his hotel room before returning to the dorms. My room is bare, Caitlin is not communicating back with us which leaves the three of us to camp out in Robin’s mostly empty room. Shockingly she only had clothes and her laptop, everything else is a fixture of the room and will stay when she leaves. The three of us camp out on the floor with pillows and blankets and while Candice and Robin talk I end up passing out. Mornings with warm woman to cuddle are the absolute best thing in the world and Candice is built to be held. It takes me a second to figure out where Robin is in the scheme of things, I am holding Candice who is on her side facing away from me who is in turn holding Robin who is curled up on her side facing the same direction. I smile knowing this will be a good summer before beginning to get ready for the ceremony. I don’t have any messages from Caitlin but hope for the best and that I’ll see her at the ceremony with her family and hopefully find out what is going on. I let the girls and Uncle Morgan know where their seating is and head off to get suited up in my cap and gown. I have not been to a lot of graduation ceremonies before but this one is being held outside with little to no shade, translation all of us are sweating through our gown and miserable as people under shaded canopies on the stage go over speeches about the future, how we’re going to blaze trails and revolutionize the world. We will if we don’t die of heat stroke. I didn’t see Caitlin when we were gowning up but as we’re going through the lines and being announced I see her step on the stage and receive her degree in Cultural Studies and Art History. She is a little happy and a little sad from where I’m at and I will talk to her about it later. I finally walk across the stage when they call my name and shake the Dean’s hand as he hands me my diploma with the other. It’s a proxy mind you as the real one is in a nice safe place back stage that we pick up in its sealed book/frame they put them in. We’re all back at our seats as they wrap up the Graduation and we throw our hats in the air like thousands of other classes before us have done and finally I’m free and clear. Hugs from Uncle Morgan, Robin and Candice are exchanged with the latter two giving me a kiss each. We smile and make small talk as I move us through the groups shaking hands when I find myself face to face with Richard and his parents. I don’t know how to describe them so I’ll keep it easy, rich white people with a Dad very little hair and its bone white and a mother that looks like she’ll break if I hug her. “You must be Stuart, our son has had a great many things to say about you,” Mr. Abernathy says to me with almost no emotion. “Well I hope some of them were good,” I joke but he doesn’t smile. “He kept talking about how you were always there to watch out for him and you were the first friend he had that didn’t keep asking him for money,” Mrs. Abernathy says with a sincere and friendly tone,” Don’t mind Reginald he doesn’t like the west coast, too happy and sunny for him.” “Then why don’t we get over to somewhere with shade instead of standing out here,” I suggest when Uncle Morgan laughs a little and runs off. “Here drink that while we get out of the sun,” Uncle Morgan says to Richard’s parents handing them each a bottle of water from a cooler. “You keep a cooler in your vehicle,” Mr. Abernathy asks Uncle Morgan as we walk. “Yep, I don’t have the room for a mini bar in the truck so a cooler with ice does me just fine,” Uncle Morgan says poking fun at their money. “I don’t like mini bars in vehicles myself, all it does is say I like to drink all the time,” Mr. Abernathy replies and Morgan agrees with a nod. The two sides talk for a good while about how proud they are with Richard and my graduations and degrees. Richard and I leave for a bit to change and return to find everyone still in good spirits when Uncle Morgan pulls me aside after an hour or so to speak alone. “I gotta leave here soon and get back on the road kiddo and apparently you need to head out in a couple hours too,” Uncle Morgan says and I nod,” Your parents would be proud of you today, you’re a man and you have a good thing going with these women and this mystery boss of yours.” “Yeah Uncle I do, it helped get you into a good place with the new job too,” I joke and he smiles. “I could have survived on what I had but you were always a better person than most making sure everyone close to you was taken care of. You call me if anything happens and you need your Old Uncle Morgan to bail you out,” he tells me with a light smile. We have a good long hug and I walk him to his truck, a pickup truck, not a semi and he smiles before heading back to Texas. I rejoin Richard, his parents and my girls as they talk and let them know that Uncle Morgan had to leave and get back to work. It isn’t much longer that Richard and I say our goodbyes and he leaves with his parents leaving just me and two out of three of my girlfriends. There isn’t much to say right now as we all have the same idea, find Caitlin. We split up with me going one way and the girls heading in a different direction. I have no luck and head back to my car, our meet up spot and let the girls know that I’m there and after a short bit they are two still minus Caitlin. No calls, messages or updates since her parents. We’re debating what to do next when Stephanie, the now friend/former teacher’s aide comes running. “Your friend Caitlin is across the quad and having a bit of a problem with some people I think she’s related to,” Stephanie warns almost out of breath. I’m running fast and I don’t really move fast. It’s like rolling a barrel down a hill when I run flat out, doesn’t look fancy or athletic but you don’t want to be in my way either. I don’t know who is able to follow or keep up but right now I’m more concerned about my girlfriend. I arrive as they are in the parking lot and Caitlin is yelling at the people I believe are her parents while some six foot red skinned block of native pride has her by the wrist and isn’t letting her go. “Daniel let go of me right fucking now,” Caitlin yells at the big man as I hit the black top. “Daughter get in the car, we are driving back home where you belong,” the older man, I’m guessing her father, informs Caitlin who is struggling. “Hey, hands off the ladies chief,” okay bad choice of words,” Caitlin what the hell is going on here?” “My parents seem to think that now that I’m graduated I’m going to move back to the reservation and pump out a couple dozen babies with Daniel,” Caitlin spits as everyone has turned to face me. “This is not your business, this is a family matter,” Caitlin’s father states firmly. “Caitlin is my girlfriend and it’s obvious she doesn’t want to go with you so I’m pretty sure it is now MY business,” I state turning to Daniel the would be baby daddy,” Let go of her arm now.” “He will not, our daughter and Daniel are to be married,” Caitlin’s father states as she interjects. “Fuck that, I never agreed to that and I never took their fucking scholarship. I’m not going with you and now let me go Daniel,” Caitlin yells at the big man but he isn’t budging, well not in a good way. I am done talking and step up to Daniel who is maybe two or three inches taller than me and about an inch wider, sadly it’s not fat wider. He begins to pull Caitlin away from me but I grab his wrist and stop him from moving her and for the first time in a long time I’m in a test of strength standoff. He can’t pull his arm away and I can’t pull him towards me. It takes a moment but he lets Caitlin’s wrist go and she backs away from what is shaping up to be clash of the titans in the parking lot. “You will leave my people and my future wife alone,” Daniel informs me in a neutral but strained tone. “I’ll leave all three of you alone but Caitlin is MY girlfriend and will be MY wife and will have MY babies. You got a problem with it then I suggest you take your best shot big man,” I lay down the challenge and he pulls his wrist out of my hand quickly. “You will stand back or you will be hurt,” the big man states and I can tell he’s getting angry. “Sure, I’ll stand back,” I reply taking a step back and smiling,” Now I’ll be leaving with Caitlin.” And just like that I turn and begin to walk away with Caitlin. I don’t get more than five steps when Daniel grabs my shoulder and turns me to face him. “You will not take her,” Daniel states and I’m rocked with a solid right to the face. I stagger a bit, he hits like Desmond. I return the shot with hard left from and turn his head hard and fast knocking him off balance. Back and forth we hammer each other, his solid punches are met by mine and I think we’ve both pretty much bloodied each other pretty good after what could be hours but is probably a few minutes when a bring an uppercut into Daniel’s jaw and I felt a crunch at the end of my fist. He staggers but falls finally and I look around, not much of a crowd but all three of my girlfriends are there and I step over to Daniel who is rolling to get up. “Beating me wouldn’t have done you any good, she’d never love you and first chance she got she’d be gone. Go home and lick your wounds,” I tell him as he pushes himself to his feet, I let him stand before getting in his face,” And if you ever come after Caitlin again I’ll rip your tongue out and let you watch me lick my ass with it.” And with that I turn away for the second time and walk, with a little bit of a stagger because my head is messed up, back to my girls and then across campus to my vehicle. I sit in the backseat with the door open and let Robin clean me up; she is pretty good at it actually, before changing my shirt and holding an ice pack on my face. I’m get myself in the seat behind the driver and hear the girls piling in and the engine start. “Yes please get me away from here so I can do something painless, like spar with my boss,” I joke and only Candice gets the joke, for now. My face isn’t swelling too badly but it is hurting like I just decided to stop a truck with it. I can feel my car moving but with the ice pack right over my eyes I can’t see but once I hear the girls talking I figure out Caitlin is next to me in the back seat while Candice and Robin are in the front with Candice driving. I am listening to the girls talk a little and avoid the topic of how my face feels or anything major about whom we are going to see up in Washington. For the first hour or so I’m holding ice till it melts then I’m relaxing with my head back and am fed a couple painkillers by Caitlin and some water before my seat belt comes off and I feel woman pressed up against me. I want to look but head and face are still sore. “You are my hero,” Caitlin whispers pulling my arm around her. “Well you are my girlfriend and he was a bit of a dick,” I reply quietly. “No you are more than a bit of a dick,” Caitlin jokes. “I thought you named it ‘The Hammer’,” Candice asks while driving. “Wait who named what,” Robin asks confused. We laugh and explain a bit to Robin who decides to inform us about the juvenile nature of naming my body part. Caitlin shrugs it off and we resume the cuddles as the drive continues. Problem with driving on a road trip with women from the pages of Uncle Morgan, they use the bathroom a lot. Two hours and a rest stop in Oregon but it give me a chance to check my face. Bruising around my left eye, swelling is going down and my eye only looks blood shot when you compare it to anything white. I we resume our drive but I’m finishing the last couple of hours in the driver’s with Caitlin and Robin in the back and Candice helping navigate. I remember where Guy lived but I never driven there which makes a difference and it was late afternoon when we left but now it’s night and the house has it’s outside lights on. We grab our stuff after I park my vehicle and smile as I see Natsuko waiting for us at the door. “Stuart it’s good to see you again, anyone we should prepare for,” Guy’s assistant asks noting my face. “I handled him before and I can do it again,” I reply feeling confident and smiling. “Well you’re in the secondary guestroom next to mine this time. It’s the only one with a bed big enough for you and your ladies,” she says turning to get the door,” Oh and the kids are asleep so I highly recommend being quiet.” “Okay but how bad can it be if kids wake up,” Caitlin asks quietly. Natsuko, Candice and I all stop and stare at her with grim expressions on our face. It’s not the children that are the problem; it’s the moms who have to put them back to sleep. Quietly we make it to the room and Natsuko bows lightly before heading to her room. We get in and close the door before noting the new room. Massive king sized bed, deep closet and a single dresser occupy the room save for a lamp. I get the light on and we unpack a bit and begin to change or more aptly strip down to my underwear and crawl into bed. The girls are taking a bit more time but I hear the light click off and feel the bed shift as they crawl in after me and I feel Candice press up against me. I am lying on my back but shift so she can rest her head on my shoulder and put my arm around her back. It takes me a second to realize Candice isn’t wearing anything along with the fact that Caitlin and Robin are in the bed but not directly next to us. “I missed you,” Candice whispers in my ear and I feel lips on my earlobe. “I missed you too,” I tell her as I feel a hand working its way into my shorts. Candice has me in hand and is stroking me gently but with the sole goal of getting me hard while at the same time nibbling on my ear and grinding herself against my leg. I pull her a little closer with my arm when I hear a moan to the other side of me and turning my gaze a little see Robin with her eyes closed facing us and Caitlin with her arms wrapped around her, looks like everyone is going to have a little fun tonight. I feel my shorts get pulled down as Candice has me ready enough for the main event but when I try to roll over on top of her she pushes me back onto my back and throws a leg over my hips. There is almost no light except for the window but I can see Candice is wearing a slip across her body but when she rubs against ‘The Hammer’ I know there are no panties. My curvy girlfriend leans forward giving me a few light kisses as she adjusts herself and pushing back slides me inside her. I haven’t been with a woman since Sierra in the gym shower but that was more aggressive and less feeling nice, Candice only about making me feel nice right now as she slowly grinds against me making sure to get all of me in her. I rest my hands on her hips and ass letting her set a slow rhythm working me in and out of her. Candice leans down and gives me a sweet kiss before sitting upright. “Oh god this hot,” Candice whispers looking to my left and I turn my gaze. I’m rewarded for following Candice’s lead with Robin’s face looking a little ‘frustrated’ as Caitlin is right behind her curled around her smaller body. Caitlin’s hands are north and south, on up Robin’s shirt squeezing her breast and the other in her panties rubbing her clit. I never noticed how wicked of an expression Caitlin can get on her face when she’s playing but I can see it now as she’s nibbling on Robin’s ear while they watch Candice and I. Turning my attention back to the task at hand, or in my lap, Candice is giving me the long ride and making sure I feel every single turn and bump along the way. It’s hot wet and slow which is perfect but I’m missing something. I smile and move my hands up Candice’s sides and reaching her shoulders pull the straps on the slip she’s wearing down over her arms. She helps me with it exposing her breasts, I pull her forward and suck on her nipple and rub the other with my fingers. I keep working her breasts as she works me in and out when I squeak comes from Robin and both Candice and I chuckle a little as we see Robin pull her hand to her mouth. Caitlin is almost on her back with Robin on her stomach and I can tell fingers are working their magic fast. Robins is panting and moaning while Caitlin encourages her. “Come on, give it to me… I told you I’d get you off first,” Caitlin teases and I hear Candice chuckle. That chuckle spurs something in me and I push up into Candice hard. She groans and leans down closer to me as I thrust up into her hard and deep. If this is a competition I at least want to compete. We quietly slap and slap our hips together. I can feel Candice getting tighter and go as hard and as fast as I can in her as she squeaks a little before trying to cover her mouth. I’m close when I hear Robin moan into her hand and I feel a boiling in my loins. I begin to grunt and immediately my mouth is covered by Candice’s as I spray the pent up weeks plus worth of seed inside her. Quietly she grinds out my orgasm and I’m relaxing as she rest her head against my chest. I let her full weight rest on me, it’s not much and she’s not as heavy as she’d like to claim she is but before long she rolls off and quietly pulls herself off the bed. I feel Caitlin reach out and touch my lips with her fingers softly and hear her giggle a little before Candice returns to bed and cuddles up to me. “I really missed you,” my curvy girlfriend informs me curling up next to me. I kiss her on the forehead before resting my head on our temporary bed. I know Guy won’t be keeping me here longer than the summer but at least I get to see my friends and coworkers. I know the girls will be good with the family dynamic Guy and his family, now my family, have built. Sleep comes quickly and comfortably. Guy: Next Morning I’m sleeping in this morning till a whole six thirty when I’m nudged by one of my wives and the word ‘breakfast’ is mumbled. I promised the wives they would get to sleep in first day Stuart got back and I’d make breakfast. I push myself out of bed and dress in a cotton tank top and wind breaker running pants heading down the stairs quietly and into the kitchen to get breakfast going. Coffee, thawing bacon, prepping eggs and cutting vegetables all in about twenty minutes before actually cooking. I’m hard at work when a small form grabs my leg, I see a tired Christy rubbing her eyes. “Honey go back to sleep, Daddy will come get you when breakfast is ready,” I tell my daughter who yawns at me. “Daddy, Wiggles needs to go potty,” Christy informs me and I shake my head at her. “Baby you need to let him out yourself,” I tell my little red head and she grumbles. She walks a whole thirty paces to the door and opens it as her not so favorite pet goes barreling outside. Tired she closes the door and staggers back upstairs to her bed. I have to laugh a little and wait a minute before stepping out of the kitchen and letting the dog back in. Breakfast is almost done when Kori and Rachael enter the kitchen with a grumpy Mathilda. “I hate you two, I hate your smug faces and your fucking perfect everything,” Matty says sitting in her chair a little hard. “Hey it’s not our fault we followed the advice on preventing morning sickness,” Rachael snickers as I grab plates. “Rache be nice,” Kori admonishes her,” Food in the belly and we’ll get you back on track.” “Husband cooking is good,” Matty says as I start to lay out plates. I get the rest of the family and Natsuko out for breakfast but see no Stuart or his girls. Natsuko makes a quick trip to their room and comes back with a smile and motions for sleeping people. I figure we’ll save food for them and get everyone eating. Esmeralda points out Daddy’s dirty shirt and I take it off to sit and eat. We relax and spend our morning talking about things that matter, children plans and shopping. Okay shopping doesn’t really matter to me but if I say that in front of the wives I’ll be admonished and something will be bought that we’ll never need or even enjoy looking at. After breakfast I let wives take over clean up, I cooked they clean, and take my kids into the gym. Once downstairs the boys go right into warm ups while I play with Esmeralda who is more interested in pointing out the strips on Daddy’s tigers than her brothers sparring. When Christy wants to spar with the boys they immediately pass and I set her up with a sparring dummy I picked up from a martial arts school. It’s all wood with very little padding and Christy is up for the challenge as I explain blocking and deflecting before striking. The boys are listening too but they didn’t want to spar with Christy so they don’t get the lesson yet. We’re working for an hour when I declare a break and head upstairs with the kids to have them shower and find myself looking at new faces. Candice and Stuart I recognize but the 5’8” Native American girl who looks built for fun sitting next to the shorter possibly Korean girl who takes gym training very seriously are talking with Natsuko when I exit the gym after my kids. “Oh my god,” I hear the Native girl say and address Stuart. “College is over, glad you made it up. Who did this,” I ask shaking my new manager’s hand. “Someone who hit like Desmond and wanted what wasn’t his,” Stuart informs me and I nod. “Okay I know Candice, good to see you again. And you two must be Caitlin and Robin,” I ask getting a nod from the Korean girl and a smirk from the Native. “Yes we’re Robin and Caitlin,” the Korean girl points between them with the Native girl first then stops herself,” I’m Robin she’s Caitlin.” “Well it’s nice to meet you Robin and Caitlin, formally at least,” I say smiling as the girl is flustered. Stuart sees it but he’s not freaking out, I’d never go after his girls and he knows it. I lead the new foursome to the dining room where we get them served up with breakfast and talk about college and what comes next in the very smallest sense. My wives return to the table to talk with us and I’m handed a shirt by Katy who pinches my nipple as a joke before breast feeding Neal at the table. “Okay so Stuart has kept us in the dark about a lot of things and Candice seems to be the only one in the know on what the big deal is but I gotta ask who is the wife and who are the mistresses,” Caitlin asks taking a sip of juice. “We’re his wives, the mistress is locked in the garage,” Imelda states and the poor girl nearly spits her juice out,” The mistress is a car.” Everyone laughs at the joke and we relax and talk about family and life while they eat. I don’t go into major details, that will come later, I and the wives simply talk about ourselves and how we get through the days. I can see the youngest one, Robin, wants to ask questions and in a volume that would stagger most. I’m thankful that I’ve been preparing for this presentation for a while now, about a year to be exact. I’m relaxed when Candice decides to out one of her ‘sisters’. “So Robin here is actually a martial artist,” Candice reveals and Robin shrugs. “I’m alright, my Dad wanted my brother to take up the mantle but it was his pudgy girl that did,” she says talking about herself in past tense,” I’m good but I don’t like to talk about it.” “He should have kicked your brother’s ass,” my wife Katy says not looking up from holding our son. “My brother just went a different way with his life. He’s really a…,” Robin starts but Katy stops her. “He’s a spineless coward, probably saw someone putting on clothing that was too tight and stuck his face in an accounting book. Let me guess, he’s about 5’9” weighs about as much one of our chairs and has glasses that could double as a magnifying glass,” Katy says and now I know she’s baiting this Robin. “Shut your mouth,” Stuart’s Korean girlfriend growls. I shake Stuart off from saying something and I think he sees it, well I hope he does. Katy hands our son off to me and I take him as she heads to our bedroom for a quick change into something more athletic and then down the stairs while we all sit in quiet. “You want to shut my mouth head on down to the gym and try, or I think Rachael has an accounting book for you somewhere in the storage room,” Katy tells Robin and now it’s on. I watch little Korean girl get up from the table fast and march to the stairs leading down to my gym. I nod to Stuart as the rest of my wives keep Candice and Caitlin up stairs. We get down and I hear padding going on and see both ladies geared up. Stuart and I sit down on the bench I had put in a couple months ago. I sit more facing him than the fight. “So which girl had someone try to take her,” I ask as he tries to turn his attention to me. “Ummm Caitlin, her family brought her fiancé and she wasn’t willing to go with them,” Stuart says and I hear Katy and Robin trading shots. “And you got your degree and walked, I had someone record the ceremony. I also made sure your uncle was able to get up to you for a visit,” I state as I hear Robin take a body shot that almost knocked the wind out of her. “Yeah he made it; I met my roommate Richard’s family. They liked me,” Stuart tells me pulling his gaze from the carnage. “What’s not to like, you put up with their child acting like a complete shit for a year without pay,” I say laughing a little as I hear Robin get lifted off the ground and slammed,” Hell they should have given you a parade.” “Richard finally came around and we’re good, make allies where you can right,” Stuart asks and I nod. “Make me wish I had a strap on I’d fuck this little Asian ass,” I hear Katy say to Robin. We both look at the two combatants and while I see a little blood on Katy’s lip she has Robin on her face and is on her back with a rear choke locked in. I shrug as I watch the smaller Robin push up a little to get off the ground and roll to her side where she has less chance to escape. I turn back to Stuart who looks a little concerned. “So how much do they know,” I ask my protégé/manager. “Not much, Robin really wants answers but Caitlin is just happy I’ll be doing something that will make a good deal of money,” Stuart says trying not to watch his girlfriend get choked out. “Well we’re going to get into everything this afternoon as soon as contracts are signed,” I explain and now Stuart is giving me an off look. “Contracts sir,” he asks as we hear tapping out. “Non disclosure agreements really,” I state as I watch Robin sitting on the floor of my gym and Katy standing over her offering a hand. “I figured you’d be the fighter of the girls, you’re pretty good,” Katy tells Robin who takes the hand. “Wait… you were setting me up,” Robin asks and Katy nods,” How did you know so much about my brother?” “Wait what,” Katy asks confused. “He’s an accountant for a firm in Florida,” Robin says and Katy starts laughing. “Oh my god I was bullshitting. How close was I on how he looks,” Katy asks and now Robin is laughing a little. We bring the wounded warriors upstairs so they can be tended to and I hand my baby boy off to Katy who is happy to cuddle and change our son. We spend the remainder of the morning talking and for me it’s a kid’s day. I play outside with the boys; I take Christy and Wiggles on a walk and work with Esmeralda on her bike. I pull myself out of family time as my wives take the children into town leaving Stuart, his girls and Natsuko with me. Natsuko has everyone in the living room and Jun is on the TV hidden and running the visual portion of the presentation. Somehow Stuart actually got each of the girls to sign the forms but now we figure out who is staying with Stuart and who is going. “Well since there are a lot of questions that will need to be answered about my work and my business I figure I’ll start off with the most simple way to describe it,” I start as everyone listens intently,” I kill people and ruin lives for a living.” “Wait you what,” Robin says confused. “I know you heard me, I kill people and ruin lives. I set things back into balance when the world has fucked with everything so much it can’t be righted on its own,” I explain and I’m getting a few looks of confusion and fear. “So you just kill people,” Candice asks and I nod. “I kill them if I have too or if they won’t change. Bad people, the ones who take and take and don’t care who they hurt need to be stopped hard and fast. The world doesn’t stop them, hell we have laws in place to allow them to do what they do and get a tax break for hurting people. I don’t just go around shooting people indiscriminately. What we do, Stuart and I, is we find people who are being trampled on by others and we turn the tables. We ruin their lives, we take everything they have and show them the door. If they don’t want to take the door or they don’t want to be negotiated with to be a reasonable person then they need to leave,” I explain and first one to speak is Caitlin. “Makes sense,” the Native girl Caitlin says before looking at me,” I mean you’re doing what the law won’t do. Hell I know a couple dozen people back home who could use something like this for them.” “That may be true but we’re picky about the clients we take. Some people think we’re a revenge service, we’re not. Some have wondered if we’re contract killers, we’re not that either,” Natsuko explains taking over for a bit,” We have helped some of our clients by simply relocating them somewhere with a better job and a place to live that we control. They in turn pay us back by assisting with work that we have in the area.” “So it’s not all money but businesses, connections and information,” Robin adds and I nod when the screen speaks. “Leave it to the Asian girl to figure out part of the long game,” Jun says and I chuckle. “We’re connected in a lot of areas but the first and foremost thing in this organization is family, my family,” I explain. “Well that’s kind of obvious,” Caitlin jokes but I shake my head. “I’m not just talking about my wives and kids; I’m talking about my friends who work with me. My family who assists me and adds support through legal means, and now Stuart who is like a younger brother to me. You being with him will decide how much involvement you have in what happens when he leaves to go work with me or on assignments of his own,” I explain to the assembled group. “What you mean if we’re not okay with this we’re out,” Robin asks and I nod,” That’s more than a bit harsh on Stuart taking control of his personal life.” “Robin it’s not just you that would go, I’d go too,” Stuart says and I nod again,” Guy has to protect his family and he’d never ask me to turn on someone I loved so he’d cut me loose and I’d be in the world alone again.” “Robin, Caitlin and Candice I’m not being harsh or mean. I have to protect everyone involved in this organization from myself and my children to the man we pay to stand on a corner and watch a window. If you four are with us, truly with us then you fall under the same blanket of protection and I will do what I do best to anyone or anything that threatens that,” I explain and now they have things to consider. We relax and I explain basics and prove with a little evidence from Jun that not every job ends in violence and death. I give them about ten percent of the picture so they can see people we’ve helped in the past and even get an update that a couple we helped with a relationship problem earlier this year are expecting a child in the coming months. Candice is nervous but agrees it’s a good thing we do, Caitlin is very gung ho for the idea. I guess growing up hating white man’s law helps with getting behind fixing real problems for decent people. Only one who seems to have a problem is Robin, she wants to be with Stuart but she’s working things out in her head. “Okay so what do we do about payment,” the girl asks as the others sit quietly. “The business takes care of that, you don’t make payments the business owns the building. You don’t pay bills the business does and when you need money you are allotted a good amount from each job while most of it is cycled back into the business so that we can keep everyone fed and housed in very comfortable living conditions,” Natsuko explains to Robin. “So we don’t get any real pay, we’re basically living in the dorms you provide us and we don’t have a say on Stuart’s work,” Robin says and I shrug. “You can make it sound harsh like that but there’s a lot more to it than that. I don’t control your lives, hell I don’t even really control the money. What we’ve built is to provide stable living so when we are not working every ‘employee’ can be happy and safe,” I explain and still Robin isn’t convinced. “I just don’t buy it. Okay you do this ‘job’ this grand and lofty thing that everyone says they would do only you are out there for real doing it but you claim that you’re not micromanaging the lives of the people under you. What if Stuart doesn’t want to be assigned somewhere,” Robin asks and I smile at that. “Stuart and I have talked about assignments and it’s going to be what will help the business the most. East Coast ventures could use his abilities to lay good ground work when we are in those areas,” I am putting myself in the firing line here but it’ll be worth it. “But not all of us can just hop off to the East Coast and live. You would be separating our family for your business,” Robin has a valid point but she’s angry and short sighted. “I can’t please everyone in a business decision and when I have made these decisions I’ve had my family, those in this house and outside of it, disagree with me but it works out because we believe in each other and they trust me. I don’t expect you to trust me right out of the gate but maybe you should worry less when Stuart has been with me now for over a year and while he questions what we do and how we do it he has never been made to suffer for it,” I explain keeping calm and neutral tone. “I don’t buy it, it doesn’t matter what we say here you’re going to end up separating our group by putting Stuart on the East Coast and leaving me in California by myself for three years. Yes I’ll be able to see him in the summers but he’ll be away from me for the majority of the time and I’m not going to do that,” Robin states and Jun starts laughing. “Wow she’s pissed off Boss. Are you going to school her or would you like to let her keep digging her own hole and offer her a ladder,” Jun says still laughing. “What is so funny,” Robin asks and Stuart is trying to get her to sit down with him again,” No I want to know why the asshole on the computer is laughing at me.” “Because you’re so hung up on the negative you haven’t even see the positive because you can’t round the corner on your own anger,” Jun tells her calming down. “Robin I need someone on the East Coast, there isn’t a debate on that. What I need more than that is for the people working under me to be completely able to do their jobs. I can’t expect Stuart to do the job I’d do and not be able to come home and be worry free on where you are or what you’re doing. Until you’re out in three years you four will be living here,” I point to the screen and it shows interior pictures of a mostly cleaned out condo,” This is in southern California just a half hour from where you currently and where Caitlin and Stuart used to go to school. I acquired it a few months ago for Stuart when I learned of your situation.” “But what? Wait why did you keep talking about the East Coast,” Caitlin asks trying to help Robin comprehend the new terms of Stuart’s base of operations. “Because I will need someone there, I might need Stuart there but he still needs to refine his skills as a leader and I can’t help with that on the opposite coast,” I explain as Natsuko takes over. “Guy always looks out for everyone else, that is the fact you need to accept or there is no place for any of you here. Guy took Stuart in over a year ago and built him up to what you see now not because of some position, that is the bonus of the whole deal. He did this because Guy doesn’t like seeing people suffer and Stuart was suffering and needing someone to give him direction,” Natsuko explains but Stuart cuts her off. “Guy has a plan; crazy as it sounds he seems to have a plan for everything. He knew I’d want to be close to you,” Stuart tells Robin sitting her on his lap,” He doesn’t go into anything without a plan and he does what’s best for everyone involved. If he moves me to the East Coast I’m going to hazard a guess that it’ll be in three years or so?” “Pretty much, since we’re based in four states already with you taking California you’ll actually do good for us being a lynch pin to the operations,” Jun says helping push the conversation. The girls and Stuart get Robin calmed down and on the same page with the rest of them which is good, I didn’t expect any real problems but I like to be ready when questions arise. Everyone finally relaxes and we, Natsuko and I, go over basics of how we do things and what we do with them. It’s a bit of a risk talking shop with three new people who aren’t even expected to go on the job but after having my wives profile each girl along with Lily and Jun do some major checking into their history I figured we’d be fine. All of them like the idea that we try to give the person screwing over the little guy the chance to walk away after making restitution to the wounded party. The killing subject comes up and I don’t even have to answer it, Stuart does it for me. “If you have a cancerous lump on your lung do and they can cut it out do you have them do the radiation to weaken everything or do you just cut the thing out,” Stuart asks and the girls understand mostly,” That is what we do. I never wanted anyone to die when I was doing my jobs but when it happened I came to grips with it in one simple fact.” “What was that,” Caitlin asks curious. “They did it to themselves. We gave them option after option in some cases to cut ties and walk away, in one case I handed him money when he had none but he opted to point a gun at my face and threaten me,” that part has his girls concerned. “People point guns at you,” Robin asks becoming hostile again. “In that case yes one man did and he was dead before he could get his finger on the trigger because there is always a plan. If they threaten one of us there is back up there, if they follow us someone is there to cut them off and if they learn who we are really and try to come after our families,” Stuart explains and Natsuko cuts him off. “That man right there will come down from on high like an angel and bring death to everything around him. Its how you handle anything threatening this family, that’s why Katy kicked her ass earlier,” Natty explains to the group pointing out Robin. “Wait what does that mean,” Robin asks and I laugh. “She did it because like Stuart you are a fighter, if he’s gone there needs to be someone there with the other ladies that can handle business. That’s you dear,” I state and she feels a little better about getting her butt kicked. “Okay so who takes care of things here,” Caitlin asks and Candice laughs. “Go in the garage when everyone gets home and sit on the white and yellow motorcycle for half a second,” She dares Caitlin who shrugs. All the big questions are answered and we’re actually able to relax and Stuart’s girls get to know me when my wives and children return. Stuart and I help unload groceries from the vehicles and I’m front row center as Caitlin finds the ‘white and yellow’ motorcycle and throws a leg over it and sits down. There are crickets in the middle of the day as everyone has stopped and when Imelda steps into the garage and sees someone else sitting on her bike. There are no children in the garage as Imelda goes from calm to ‘look I have a balisong’. My Latina fire goddess flips it around and ends with the blade out as Caitlin wonders what is going on before seeing my wife stalking her way towards her. “Honey she was dared to, I swear she was dared to so that a point would be proven and you did that,” I cut my wife off as Caitlin pulls her ass off the bike. “Who dared her to do this then, hmmm? Who is stupid enough to dare her to put her ass on my bike,” Imelda demands and Candice steps forward. “I did, the question was who takes care of family defense when Guy isn’t here and I thought of you first,” Candice explains as Imelda puts her knife away. “All you fuckers listen to Mama very good okay? There is some shit you just don’t do. You don’t fuck with our kids, you don’t touch our man unless you have permission and you never touch my bike. Consider yourself warned because next time you tell the police you stabbed yourself in the stomach from the hospital bed,” Imelda states loud enough for everyone to hear. “Honey shower now,” I tell Imelda who gives me her ‘you don’t order me around’ look,” You go upstairs right now and get in the shower and cool off.” Angry Latina fire goddess stalks away from the garage and up the stairs to our bedroom and hopefully to the bathroom. Everyone is calmed down and Stuart’s girls are giving me that look again, same one from this morning where they love him but want to jump my bones. Well two of them do at least. I shake my head at it and nod to Kori who laughs a little and gives me the sign to go take care of Imelda. I head up stairs after doing a little more help bringing in the good from the women’s shopping trip. The shower is running as I get into the bedroom and I close the door after me before stripping down and stepping into the bathroom and shower. Imelda is resting her head under the shower nozzle and water but her hands are balled into fists. I touch her shoulders and for a second she tenses before relaxing. “I’m sorry,” Imelda tells me quietly. “No reason to be sorry. Everyone tests the limits sooner or later and it’s nice to see you haven’t calmed down over the years,” I tell her rubbing her back. “I’m the oldest one here, I should have control of my temper but as soon as I saw her on my bike I just…,” Imelda begins to growl with rage. “I know but I knew what was going on and I am here with you,” I tell her as she backs into my chest letting me hold her from behind. “You should be telling me to calm down and not jump all over everyone,” she says relaxing a little and holding my arms as they hold her. “And be the only one who flies off and destroys everything when I’m angry? You are what this family needs you to be and you are exactly the way I like you. Has Esme ever cowered away from you,” I ask getting a head shake of no,” Then I guess you are good the way you are.” “You are a great husband,” Imelda informs me as my hand trails down between her legs,” Hey we’re having a moment.” “Well we could be having a great moment, want to play Mommy and Daddy,” I ask as she turns off the water and pulls away from me. Quietly we exit the shower and she dries off for the most part before heading back into the bedroom. I follow and am pulled into bed by a damp Latina wife who moves me over her and spreads for me. I put my arms up under Imelda’s shoulders and prop myself up on my elbows and knees kissing her softly and taking my time as her hands trail their way up and down my back. It’s a good minute or two when I feel Imelda’s hand take hold of my member and pull me to her; I let her guide me down and press inside her. Slow and patient I take Imelda making sure she feels every stroke in and out as we kiss softly. I am always surprise at how slick and easy moving with Imelda is as I feel her legs wrap around my own keeping me close and pulling me down a little. She’s still a bad biker chick but she’s still my woman and she likes to be soft sometimes. I keep the pace steady and soft as I kiss her neck and nibble on her ear. I feel her fingers dig into my back and a hiss of pleasure as I hit the spots she enjoys. With me wrapped up in her legs and arms Imelda tries to pull me deeper and faster but I keep it slow letting her heat up to a boil. “You are driving me mad you evil man,” Imelda mutters in Spanish. “I thought you needed to relax and that means nice and slow,” I tell her back keeping it in Spanish. I’m teasing her but we both feel good so it’s a good tease as I feel her growing tense and add a little force to my thrusts. She’s going to orgasm soon and I think of something that makes me go from casual to ready to burst and grind into her hard. Imelda’s entire body clenches up and she squeaks a little burying her forehead into my shoulder and gripping me as her orgasm takes over. I cum hard and deep filling her with every drop available and resting against her without crushing her under me. Yeah I’m lighter than most thanks to my workouts but it’s still a courtesy for a woman. Imelda rolls us till I’m on my back and she’s resting her head on my shoulder. “You don’t get mad at my temper do you,” She asks and I shake my head. “You don’t get mad at mine, you just keep me from making it worse and I do the same thing in return,” I explain and she smiles before pulling us both from bed. Cleaned up and dressed we rejoin the world and everyone not a child of mine knows that there was sex had by the look on Imelda’s face. Dinner is big and there are a dozen conversations going on from the wives and girlfriends talking to the kids asking their baker’s dozen worth of questions. Me, I just sit back and relax since the worst part is over and we’re looking pretty good from where I’m sitting. Stuart: One week after dinner Back with Guy and the family is going very well. My three girlfriends are getting a better idea about how important they will be to the business and not just to my sanity and comfort. Rachael and Kori take time with Candice and Caitlin while Robin spends a good deal of time with Katy and Imelda. There hasn’t been a fight other than the first day but Robin has that itch and she keeps looking at Guy like she’s either going to fuck him or fight him. Good news is that tonight we’re set to have a big ‘company/family’ barbeque over at Guy’s parents’ house. My girls are anxious to meet more of the company and when we pass the vehicles and walk up the road they understand a little more about Guy taking care of family. I am greeted by Guy’s mother Jean and his father Neal before being ushered into the back yard where everyone is relaxing and talking. The Caitlin is a little standoffish towards Ben and Isaac attempts to hit on Robin who twists his arm as a joke. They both laugh and she informs him who her boyfriend is. Everything feels good as we relax and enjoy the day. Food is had and beverages are downed and at one point Guy leaves the party to go grab something from the house, nothing big but when he gets back he’s really distracted and everyone spots it. “Hey Boss can we talk for a minute,” I ask pulling him aside,” What happened?” “Nothing important Stuart, just working something out in my head,” He tells me but I’m not buying it. “This whole thing is about trust, I trust you now you need to trust me and let me know what are bothering you,” I tell him but he brushes me off. Guy brushing me off, hell Guy brushing anyone off doesn’t really happen. I send a message to Jun who does a quick sweep of security. It takes a while but when he messages me back he says we need to go dark and ask Guy’s father to speak with his son. I message Jun after speaking with Guy’s dad and get a name, Dylan Bradley. Who the fuck is Dylan Bradley? Guy: During the Barbeque at his house Sunscreen, the one thing we forget before heading to a barbeque and for some reason you think my parents would have it after all the years of my pale ass getting burnt. It’s a quick walk back to my house and I get inside and begin to head to the downstairs bathroom to see if anything is there when I hear it, someone’s in the house. I take a second to figure out the sound is coming from my dining room. I keep quiet and make it to my den where I keep a forty five, registered in my name, in my desk when I hear the intruder coming towards my den/office. I move to the side of the open door and wait as it’s pushed open and see a fucking revenant. “Give me one fucking reason why I don’t blow your brains out,” I tell Dylan as he enters my office. “Because I’m pretty sure not even you can get a FBI Agent’s death covered up enough,” Dylan says turning towards me. “Well considering he broke in to my home I’m fairly certain I can beat the charges,” I lower the hammer and put the forty-five back in my desk. “So I had a meeting about you with my bosses recently. They don’t seem to think you can do all the little things I’ve been picking up in the news about you for the past few years,” He tells me keeping a chair between us. “Well then why am I not under investigation Agent? Oh wait, is it because they didn’t believe you or like everything else you half assed the job and hoped that your skill and charm would win out,” I ask and he grimaces at that. “You screwed me didn’t you,” Dylan asks and I shrug. “I didn’t do anything and I didn’t have anyone do anything. I don’t care enough about you to warrant doing something about you because quite frankly you are nothing,” I tell him with venom in my voice. “I wasn’t nothing when you pulled me from the fights in Texas. In fact I remember you telling me I was hungry and a natural fighter,” Dylan recounts my words. “You were, now you’re just this spoiled child that spit in the faces of the people who took you in and made you like family and gave you a new life,” I recount his turning on my family vividly. “Well I’d have stayed if you were something other than a murdering sociopath,” Dylan says trying to insult me. “Says the liar, thief and sad excuse for a man that seems to think wearing a badge gives you any real authority. You break into my house and try to talk to me like something good happened to you but you can’t escape two simple facts,” I tell him pulling the chair out from between us,” Everything you have now is because I allow it. One word, one phone call and your career is done.” “I made my career on the corpse of the offer you gave me to be a contract killer, what’s your other fact,” Dylan says with a smug look. “Natsuko likes me better than she ‘loved’ you,” I tell him and now I smile as he twitches with anger. “Fuck off; I’m coming for you sooner or later. Pray for sooner,” Dylan states hotly before stalking away. “We’ve been talking about bringing Natsuko into the fold permanently, all my wives want her with us in bed,” I tell Dylan following him to the living room,” I mean we’ve been together just as long as Kori and I have been together so it makes sense to marry her.” “Shut the fuck up,” Agent Dylan Bradley informs me as I continue. “I wonder if she’ll want to wait to have a child or should we just get it out of the way and go for a maternity wedding dress,” I get the words out and Dylan moves fast. I don’t flinch as he pulls his sidearm out and points it right at my face. He’s pissed and I am too but right now I’m waiting for his brain to catch up to the rest of the world. It takes a second and I see his conviction waver. “Go for it; take down the big bad ‘murdering sociopath’. I’m right here, I’m unarmed and I plan to make Natsuko squeal like a good little woman tonight because she stuck with me instead of a traitor and a coward like you,” I get the words out and he presses the barrel against my forehead,” Hey I wonder if they’ll give you a medal if you drop me here, maybe even a promotion. Then you might have the respect of real Agents.” “I’ll take you down,” Dylan spits with hand shaking in anger. “Before or after I get Natsuko pregnant,” he finally figure out I’m baiting him and he’s been eating it up like a greedy pig,” See if I were the monster you say I am I would have taken you out before you left the city. I let you into the world but you’re just too afraid to admit that I built the foundation that you now live your life on. Without me you’d still be some punk fighting for food stamps in Texas.” He pulls his sidearm away from my face and holsters it in his jacket before making himself presentable. I watch him step to my door and quietly exit heading down the street away from the party that I’m missing. I close the door and let the rage dissipate as I realize I’ve been gone for more than a bit and figure I’ll need to get back. That fucking shit Dylan Bradley. I need to talk to Natsuko tonight after the party. Stuart: After the party Guy and the kids went back to the house while Isaac set up a party at Ben’s house for my girls and I. Its bullshit actually, just something we told Guy to justify the meeting that’s happening. Natsuko wants to join us but Guy is insistent on her coming with him, something about business they need to discuss. We get in and Ben’s wife Heather is happy to have company, really happy. “We don’t usually get people over to visit, usually everyone goes where the grill or space is,” Heather tells us making sure we’re comfortable. It’s a nice home, very warm and friendly. Nice carpet, wood and leather furniture but what I notice is the military shrine in the corner. Ben notices me noticing it too. “My time in service, made me what I needed to be for the business,” Ben says setting up his connection to Jun. It’s a lot less than what Guy has but Ben is his own person and at least we have video and Jun’s face pops up over the screen on the TV. “Okay so why are we doing this again,” Jun asks as he pops up on screen,” And Ben you need to work on your connection here.” “No Jun I don’t, it works just fine and I don’t need to stream tekabits of information to you at a moment’s notice,” Ben says and my inner computer nerd screams. “Terabytes, Ben they’re terabytes and some day you might need to,” Jun replies helping my inner computer nerd calm down. “The day I need to stream tekabits of information to you is the day you’ll have to use the sidearm I gave you, the one you keep under your desk, to defend your family against zombies,” Ben counters and I want to slap ‘tekabits’ out of his vocabulary. “Can I get everyone on point please? Who the fuck is Dylan Bradley,” I ask and watch Ben and Isaac turn to me fast. Ben is on his feet and moves a wall mirror on some slide rollers to reveal wall safe, a quick punching of a code and Ben has two pistols loaded. I watch as he tosses one to Isaac who looks like he wants to kill someone and that doesn’t happen often. “When did you see Dylan? Did you talk to him? Where is he now,” Ben asks me fast and I am stumped. “Ben calm down Stuart didn’t see him today, Guy did,” Jun says as Ben cuts him off. “Isaac get the van from the lock up we need to get over to Guy’s house and help dispose of the body,” Ben begins to give more orders and I have to physically stop them from leaving while Jun speaks. “He didn’t kill Dylan. He pissed him off and Dylan left with a few threats. Now calm down and disarm,” Jun says as my girls look a little tense at the action. “Okay so for the new girls can we know what the deal is with Dylan Bradley,” Caitlin asks and we return to Jun’s briefing. “Dylan was an early recruit to the same program that Stuart is in. He was a bit of a pretty boy but he didn’t have much going for him. History of violence, raised in a bad family, left home at sixteen and was fighting for money to get food and a bed when Guy found him in West Texas. Guy saw potential in what Dylan could be,” Jun explains which begs a question. “And what was that,” I ask and Ben gives me an off look. “Someone who could double as him, someone who could fight like Guy, talk like Guy and probably even think like Guy,” Ben explains when Isaac takes over. “Problem folks is what happened when Dylan got his first real look at what we do for a living,” Isaac says kicking back in a recliner,” See Dylan thought we were some law enforcement recruiting or government thing. Whatever it was when he found out Guy is something outside the system he flipped his shit hard.” “How bad was it,” Robin asks interested and concerned. “He yelled at Guy in front of the boys, they were very little but he called him a murderer and a criminal in front of the boys. Guy talked to him or at least tried to but only three people know what was said after Kori got the boys away from the house,” Ben explains. “Okay so I’m sorry but if Guy is so hardcore why is this asshole still walking and able to speak in coherent sentences,” I ask and a new voice surprises us. “Because of me,” Natsuko says startling most of us with her presence. “Where the hell did you come from,” Caitlin asks catching her breath. “Backdoor,” Natsuko says and we’re all waiting for an explanation,” Guy didn’t kill Dylan because of me.” “Dylan and my sister were involved, the only relationship she’d had since high school and she really fell in love with him. He almost met our parents it was serious and all of us were happy for her. Then the fall out came between Guy and Dylan, he threw his fit and when Natsuko broke it up Dylan grabbed his things and walked,” Jun explains for us,” After that he was gone.” “I went after him, tried to talk to him. Told him the truth and that I loved him. He told me to come with him and leave it behind. My family, not just Guy and our friends, are a part of this life. I tried to explain to him he was asking me to turn my back on my brother and he told me to go get a bag and he’d wait for me at the bus stop,” Natsuko explains and it’s Candice who moves to her side and puts an arm around her back. “Natsuko went to Guy and asked him not to take care of Dylan and said she’d talk him down. Guy did what his friend asked but here we are suffering from the mercy Natty asked for,” Ben states with no hate in his voice. “I went back to Dylan and asked him to come back to the house and talk, just talk with Guy and work things out between them. He said Guy brainwashed me and all of us were pawns in his sick world. I told him I loved him and begged him to come back with me but he just said goodbye and walked away,” Natsuko says choking up on her words. “Sold,” I tell everyone and get looks from the room of confusion. “Sold on what,” Isaac asks for the group. “We got a job, we’re going to do for Guy what he won’t do for himself,” I state and now everyone is coming to terms with my statement,” We’ll say we’re going to see Robin’s family in Maryland. Slowly we’ll put the team together and I’ll make a few calls to get us some lodging. We’ll need to figure out how to do it so that Guy is completely out of the circle but Agent Bradley only sees Guy manipulating a situation.” “Wait what are we talking about exactly,” Natsuko asks confronting me,” I may not have the same feelings for him that I did years ago but I asked Guy NOT to go after him.” “I’m not Guy; I’m not going to pretend to be. Who I am is the person that can take care of Guy’s problems for him without involving him and make no mistake Natsuko,” I state clearly,” Dylan Bradley is a problem.” “Okay so we cut out on Guy for a few weeks? A few months? We need a solid plan,” Isaac says as Ben agrees with a nod. “Candice and Caitlin stay here and keep everyone updated on Guy and his wives. Say that my parents won’t understand the relationship yet or something like that. Ben will go on a visit with some family on the reservation, that’ll keep him off the job,” Robin says getting traction for the plan going,” What about Isaac?” “Girl with a paternity test,” Jun says and everyone laughs except Isaac,” We make the team unavailable to Guy for a month and get Dylan removed from the equation.” Everyone is in on the idea and my girlfriends are more supportive than I expected but there is one problem in the room, Natsuko. She doesn’t like it and I pull her aside to the kitchen, it’s simple like everything else and very quaint. “You have a reservation about this,” I tell Natsuko because I know she does. “I have a few dozen off the top of my head,” she replies quietly upset. “Well then it’s good that you’ll be coming with us,” I tell her and now she’s mad at me. “Are you fucking kidding me Stuart?! You want me to help you kill the man I loved,” Natsuko spits at me very angry. “I don’t want to kill anyone; if you’re there you can keep this in check and see to it that he doesn’t die. Plus you’re the best person to put near him. He won’t think straight and if he see’s you he’ll be looking for Guy. We can do this but we can do it cleanly with you there,” I explain and she sees the rational point and weighs the options. “One thing, he dies and we, you and I, will part as enemies and I will make you feel every inch of pain that I feel,” Natsuko states coldly. “Why come after me,” I ask almost afraid of the answer. “Because you’d be breaking Guy’s word. You’ve known Guy for a year, has he ever broken his word? On anything,” She asks and I shake my head no,” That’s because when someone or something interferes with his word he makes them suffer. You break his word to me and you will suffer.” With that she leaves me alone in the kitchen and I have to think. We can do this right? Take down the carbon copy of Guy, his prototype manager. Should be doable if we can keep Guy and his wives out of the loop, have Agent Bradley not notice us and use Guy’s network of connections without him ever finding out. Yeah, piece of cake…. |
Clean Up Time! It was only about an hour before closing time and the only customer I had was a college kid home on winter break. His name was Jamie and he was a rather tall, good looking young man. He had been keeping me company for most of the night on this rather slow Thursday, and had been flirting with me the whole time. I had given him a few drinks on the house and he was beginning to show the effects. He kept telling me how hot I looked in my bartending outfit and reminding me that his parents were out of town and he had their house all to himself for the next few days. And….that I should follow him home after closing for a few drinks!! We continued chatting until I had to start closing up the place. By that time, I had had a couple of drinks with Jamie and had actually been flirting back with him! I excused myself from behind the bar and went into the back storage room and called my boyfriend. I told him that I might be home a little late but that I was going to bring him a surprise that I was pretty sure he would enjoy!! I was pretty sure that Danny knew what I was up to, but he didn’t let on if he did. It was after I had been bartending for about half a year that Danny and I had come up with a mutual fantasy. I usually came home after a long night behind the bar and complained about all the salesmen that would come into the bar and drink too much and then proposition me. If I didn’t flirt back with them it would affect my tips…..so I usually played along. Some of those guys were just gross! By the time I would get home I would be so bitchy that I was surprised that Dan would even put up with me! But, he did! He would usually rub my shoulders as he listened to my girlish whining. Of course as I got more and more relaxed from his massaging, we would usually end up with me on my back and Danny’s tongue working his magic between my parted thighs! During one of our more heated sessions, (I had already cum twice), Dan suddenly stopped sucking on my swollen clit and pushed himself up. He crawled up until he was hovering over me and I could feel the tip of his hard on brush against my thick bush. I wiggled my hips until I felt him slide between my slippery lips. As he laid his weight down on me I could feel his cock slide into me. “Ummmmmmmmm……yeah…….” I moaned at the pleasure he was giving me. “You know Mary…….what might be kind of hot sometime……is if maybe you were with one of those guys…..you know…..before you came home…..” Danny grunted out as he enjoyed what my warm pussy was doing to his dick. “Huh?! What do you mean…..with one of those guys?” I gasped. He had my full attention now. Danny stopped fucking me and I unwrapped my legs from around his waist. He stayed inside of me however and leaned on his elbows. “Well, you know……with them!” “You mean have sex with them? Fuck them?!” “Well……yeah. You know how much I love to clean you up after sex…..and how much you enjoy me cleaning you up…..I thought maybe…….,” “Are you sure? You’d want to eat someone else’s cum out of me?” “Wouldn’t it be kind of hot…..for you?” “Well….I guess……I need to think about it a little bit.” I felt Danny’s cock twitch inside of me and I squeezed back. Danny gave me a long wet kiss and began to go in and out of me with long, hard strokes. It was only a matter of minutes before he had me moaning and begging him to cum deep inside of me. I began fantasizing about another man fucking me just as Danny moaned and I felt my insides get all warm and gushy from the load he had just pumped into me…….and I suddenly came again!! That was the last we had talked about it. Danny and I already had a couple of fantasies going on with each other…..I kept my dark bush full and thick for him, and most of the time I even had a noticeable carpet growing under my arms. In turn, he let me wear my soft, white ribbed socks whenever we fucked. That was just a fetish I had ever since I lost my cherry in the back seat of my boyfriend’s car after cheerleading at his football game. All I was wearing when he took my fifteen and a half year old virginity was, you guessed it…..a pair of white, ribbed, very soft, crew socks that were part of our cheerleading uniform. I was even known as one of the Sock Sisters for the rest of my high school years…..but that is a whole different story. So anyway…..bringing in another fantasy to our sex life was not something I was overly concerned about. But then again….here was a golden opportunity just staring me in the face…..an opportunity to really show Danny just how much I loved him! “Well Jamie”……I teased when I got back to the bar, “maybe I could stop by on the way home, but only for a night cap. I mean….I can’t stay all night!” Jamie looked at me dreamily. He told me that he would wait for me in the parking lot and I could just follow him. I quickly finished locking the doors and shutting off the lights and followed him out the door. Since I had been cleaning up and restocking the coolers for the last hour, shutting down was no problem. I followed Jamie and it wasn’t long before we were pulling into a beautifully lit long driveway. I parked next to Jamie’s car under the carport. I got out of my car and followed him to the front door. This house was fantastic! After a short tour of the house and making a couple of drinks at the fully stocked bar, he led me by my hand into the living room. We sat on a huge overstuffed couch and finished our drinks while we chatted. The more I got to know Jamie, the better this idea was getting to be! Jamie took my empty glass and set it on the cocktail table in front of us. He then sat down right next to me and put his arm around my shoulders. In seconds we were making out like a couple of high school kids…..which we weren’t too much older than! And oh yeah, Jamie was a great kisser! I was letting him feel me up as we made out but wouldn’t let him under my sweater….yet. I did manage to let my hand “innocently” drag across his crotch area a few times and got a muffled moan each time I did! I suddenly stood up from the couch and took Jamie’s hand. I pulled him off the couch and whispered in his ear that maybe he should show me where his bedroom was. He quickly led me upstairs and down a hallway to his room. I pushed him onto the bed and straddled him, my short bartending skirt riding high enough up my thighs that he could see a flash of my white thong. I kissed him deeply as I unbuttoned his shirt. I ground my crotch against his and could feel the nice bulge he had developed. I kissed and bit his nipples as I covered his bare chest with kisses. Jamie pushed his hips up against my gyrating and let out a moan. “I’ll be right back….” I whispered as I pushed myself off of his writhing body. “You get in bed while I get out of this uniform …..” I went into the adjoining bathroom and took off my sweater and bra and pantyhose. I opened my purse and found the pair of my soft white socks I always carry, and pulled them on. I made sure they were slouched perfectly around my ankles. I ran my fingers through my short, curly hair, quickly glanced at the full length mirror behind the door, and walked back into the bedroom wearing only my socks and thong. In the dimly lit room I could see Jamie was lying in the bed with a sheet pulled over most of his body. I assumed he was naked. I could feel his eyes on me as I walked to the open side of the bed and crawled under the sheet and rolled up next to him. He pulled me tightly against his body as we kissed and my hard nipples rubbed against his chest. He rolled me onto my back and one at a time, covered my nipples with his mouth. He flicked his tongue all around my areolas until my nips were sticking out as long as the tips of my little fingers. I was holding his head in both of my hands as he sucked and nibbled my sensitive nubs. I could feel my pussy moisten. “Oh god Jamie…..you are driving me crazy…..” I hissed as he started to trail his kisses down my stomach. I was lifting my hips off the bed in anticipation of what was to come. When he got to the waistband of my thong he hooked his fingers over it and began pulling them down my thighs. He pulled back the sheet and I pulled my feet up so he could pull my thong completely off. He quickly slid the damp material over my sock covered feet and dropped it to the floor. “Oh my…… “ he whispered as he stared at my thick, hairy bush. “You like?” I teased. I raised my arms over my head showing off my hairy underarms. I spread my legs for Jamie’s viewing pleasure and could feel the cooler air as it hit my wet pussy lips. “Yeahhhh….” Jamie moaned his approval. He leaned forward and again covered my nipples with his mouth. This time however, he trailed his fingers up and down my armpits, playing with the hair that was there. “Oh yeah baby….” I moaned out my approval. It dawned on me that I hadn’t so much as seen or touched Jamie’s cock yet. I fleetingly thought about going down on him……but he hadn’t gone down on me yet…..so….. Jamie pulled his mouth off of my left nipple and covered my mouth with his. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him tighter on top of me. I lifted my legs up and dug my heels into Jamie’s ass and made an effort to pull him down on top of me. I wanted his cock!! Jamie sensed what I needed and reached between us. I suddenly felt something about the size of a golf ball sliding up and down between my pussy lips. It felt so good and I was so horny it didn’t dawn on me immediately that it was the head of his dick until he started to push it in to me!! I felt the head pop between my lips and I moaned. “Give me more Jamie….I want more of your cock….” I whispered in his ear as I began to rub my sock covered feet along his legs. “Give it……ahhhhhh….” I stopped mid-sentence as I felt him begin sliding his meat up my pussy. My god…..he was stretching me out like I had never been stretched out before. It was a good thing my pussy leaks out a lot of juice whenever I fuck or this might have gotten painful! “Jamie……baby…..” I moaned. “Maybe I should get on top……you’re pretty big!” Jamie pulled his cock out of me and rolled onto his back. Oh my god!! This young man had the biggest cock I had ever seen! He was at least two inches longer than Danny, and much thicker. I must have been staring at his cock for too long of a time. “Mary……are you OK?” he asked. “Oh yeah!” I quickly answered. I quickly got busy sucking and playing with Jamie’s beautiful prick until it was long and hard and wet and leaking pre-cum. I spit in my hand and began massaging his heavy ball sack. By this time I could feel my juices beginning to run down my thighs and I climbed up to straddle him. I stood on the bed with Jamie lying on his back between my legs. I squatted down until I could balance myself by putting my hands on his chest. While Jamie reached down and held a sock covered ankle in each hand, I lowered myself a little further and felt the swollen head of Jamie’s dick once again slide between my heavy pussy lips. I started doing a little Kermit the Frog movement, taking more and more of his shaft every time I lowered myself. After a little bit, I finally felt my clit rub against the base of his shaft. I leaned forward and began to ride him the best I could. I could hear myself moan with every grind I made. My pussy was so full and my clit was sticking out so far that I was an orgasm just waiting to happen! I could feel the big head of his Jamie’s penis sliding back and forth over my g-spot and when he happened to pinch my super sensitive nipples between his fingers…..I exploded!! It was like there was a direct line from my nipples to my clit. I came for what seemed forever. I felt myself ejaculate….covering his cock with my syrupy girl cum. I had to lay on top of him for a few minutes because I just couldn’t move!! Finally I rolled off of him and onto my back. Jamie was kneeling between my legs and his wonderful tool was bobbing up and down, begging for attention. I reached out with my sock covered feet and began teasing his dick with them. “Now Jamie…..” I whispered. “I want you to fuck me with that big cock of yours……and I want you to fill me up with a big…..big load of your hot sperm…….can you do that for me?!” I teased. Without saying a word, Jamie grabbed my sock covered feet and pulled them apart, spreading my legs. I looked down and could see that my thick bush was matted down with my ejaculation. Jamie wasted absolutely no time in fisting his hard cock back into my pussy. “Mmmmpphhh……” I moaned as he filled me with his shaft in one hard thrust. “Oh god…….you are so fucking big baby……oh yeah…..” I continued as he pounded my ass into the bed. I managed to wrap my legs around his waist at about the same time he exploded inside of me. I could feel my pussy get very warm and felt a trickle run down over my asshole. After about five or six spurts, I felt Jamie slow down. I quickly reached down between us and circled his shaft with my thumb and forefinger. “Pull out slowly Jamie……I want to milk every drop of you into my pussy….” I whispered into his ear using kind of a little girls voice. As Jamie slowly began sliding his softening prick out of me, I milked his shaft from the base towards my cunt…..squeezing every drop of his man juice into me that I could. I felt him pull the head of his dick free with a soft, wet, plopping sound. Not wanting to waste any of his jizz, I rolled off the bed and immediately pulled my white thong back on. My pubes were a mess!! Jamie was lying on his back, exhausted. His spent cock was lying on his leg, wet and shiny from our juices. I couldn’t resist. I leaned over on the bed and slid his sticky, hot prick into my mouth and began cleaning it with my tongue. What a mix of tastes; sweat, and cum, and pussy juice. I gave him a good suck and managed to get a nice glob of sperm on my tongue. I covered him up with a nearby blanket and kissed him on the cheek. “I’ll let myself out…..maybe I’ll see you again before you go back….” I went back into the bathroom and slipped my bartending outfit back on. I pulled my soft, white socks off and before I left, I dropped them in the middle of the bathroom floor where I was sure Jamie would find them. As I walked down the steps towards the front door, I could feel just how squishy my cum-filled pussy was. I was sure my thong was getting soaked! I only had a five minute drive to get home but I had to be careful to not be speeding. I parked the car in the driveway and opened the door to our apartment. Danny was lying on the couch waiting for me. “I would have been home earlier baby…..but I had to stop off for something. I hope you like it!” |
It was hot, and we were barreling down the Interstate in the biggest U-Haul truck I was able to get. My mother-in-law was riding with me, my wife and two sisters-in-law were driving in a car as we drove from Chicago to San Antonio. It wasn't our intention to keep the two vehicles in close proximity during each day's drive. Instead, we had agreed upon the end-of-day stop where we'd all have dinner and spend the night. The passenger distribution was determined by the fact that I like to travel early--on the road each day by 5:30. My mother-in-law, Sharon, is the only other "morning person" in the group. So we left early, expecting to get to the stopover location about three o'clock ... we'd probably be about three hours ahead of the car. Riding with Sharon was OK with me. I like her better than any of the others, including my shrew of a wife. Yes, shrew! I thought I had found a great potential mate when we were dating, but soon after we married she turned into the most demanding, most selfish person I know. I hated staying with her, but--frankly--didn't want to begin my financial life anew ... she'd find a way to "get it all" if we divorced. Sharon and I stopped for lunch about 11. She phoned her youngest daughter, Marcy, and found that they had just gotten in the road--they were over five hours behind us. I heard Sharon say, "Well, we'll see you at the motel this evening, but you're getting in late enough that Paul and I aren't going to wait to have dinner. It's hot, we'll need showers when we arrive and we'll be hungry long before you get there." When she got off the phone I said to her, "Boy, I'd never get away with saying that to Nancy." Sharon responded, "Nancy's my daughter, Paul, and I love her. But she's not a very nice person. You're a great guy. Look at you driving this truck so we can move Marcy from college to her first real job; a half-continent away." She paused and then continued, "Yes, you're a great guy and--frankly--you deserve better." I was amazed that Sharon would say that ... Not amazed she might think it, but truly amazed she'd actually say it to me. That began a conversation that continued over the next three hours or so. I shared my frustrations about Nancy, Sharon shared her frustrations about my father-in-law, Alex. The words just kept tumbling out and pretty soon we each mentioned our sexual frustrations. "Love making is never as good when you don't respect your partner, is it Paul?" And I'm thinking, "Too bad I didn't marry the mother!" We got to the motel and each headed to our respective room for a shower and change of clothes. We agreed to meet in the bar in an hour. In the shower, I kept thinking of Sharon's comments about sex. She's right, far better when you respect your partner. Then I began thinking about Sharon in another way. I thought about her great body. Sharon is only 11 years older than me. She works out every day and has maintained her figure. And, she has the prettiest blue eyes I've ever seen. I thought about what it would be like to cup one of her breasts in my hand. How it would be to grab her ass and pull her to me as we kissed. Wow! What thoughts were these? Did I really just stroke-off to the thought of my mother-in-law? Yup, and I enjoyed it. When I walked into the bar it was such a nice surprise. There sat Sharon in a yellow sun dress. She was beautiful. "I brought this along to have something to wear out for dinner after we got settled in San Antonio. I love the Riverwalk there. But after today's conversation I thought I'd dress in something a bit more special than jeans and a T." Although I'm still not sure why I did it, I leaned in and kissed her--tenderly on the lips, with my own lips parted just slightly--then said, "You are gorgeous; and I'm lucky to be with you." We each had a drink. Sharon ordered a white wine. I ordered a Scotch, neat; with a club soda on the side. As soon as I ordered Sharon decided to switch her order to the same as mine. The first drink, was followed by another, then one more. There wasn't a lot of talk. We just sat next to one another and enjoyed the closeness. As we neared the end of the third drink I put my arm around Sharon's shoulder and said, "Thanks for this, I'm enjoying it." Sharon looked at me and then leaned for another kiss. This time her tongue flicked against my lips. She whispered, "Paul, let's go to my room and make love." I couldn't believe my ears, then I decided I'd heard correctly. I asked for the check and paid for the drinks as quickly as possible. On the way up to the room, we kissed in the elevator. No longer sweet, gentle kisses. Needy, passionate, body-grinding kisses where we became almost ferocious in our desire for one another. Damn these electronic door locks. Half the time it takes me several swipes of the key to open the door ... yes, it happened now. Sharon had gotten her key out and I took it to open the door. It didn't open; it didn't open, again; or again. Sharon grabbed the key and tried and it worked. She looked st me with a smile and said, "I must want it more than you." We tumbled into the room. Kissing, caressing, and mutual exploration led to shedding of clothes. Almost immediately we were naked and in the bed. Then time seemed to stand still. All movement stopped. We kissed as though we'd never kissed before. A long, luxurious kiss; I caressed her face, ran my hands through her hair, and gently explored her neck. She moaned and then softly said, "Oh my God, Paul, I've wanted this for so long. So very long." My hands were now on her body. Yes, cupping those breasts I'd fantasied about only an hour earlier. My hands, everywhere. Followed by my lips, leaving a thousand brief kisses. I pulled the small of her back to bring her closer to me, and she arched to get even closer, as though we were trying to become one. My hands then trailed down her legs to her feet and then back up her inner leg. As my hands--and lips--continued their journey up, Sharon spread her legs, opening that treasured spot. Oh, that wonderful slightly perfumed smell; so very enticing! I was as excited as I'd ever been as I rubbed the outside of those beautiful pussy lips. Sharon squirmed then opened her legs fully and thrust her pussy toward me. When my tongue hit her clit, she bucked like nothing I'd ever experienced. She continued to thrust; seven, eight, nine, ten times. She grabbed my head and pulled my face into her heat, alternatively groaning, moaning, screaming, crying. With a final huge thrust she began to squirt and I let her drench my face. It took Sharon a few minutes to come down from that incredible climax. I held her as she wept. I dried her tears as she sobbed that she'd never before felt so good. Then, she disentangled from my embrace, smiled and said, "It was too good … we can’t just quit now," and she grabbed ahold of my stiff cock. "Oh, yes," she said, "this is exactly what a woman wants ... it's a perfect size. It will fill me, but I can still get it in my mouth." With that Sharon took my cock in her mouth. Slowly at first. So slowly that I thought she might not take much; that I’d be disappointed. Not so. Slowly, Sharon took every bit of me. Her faced pressed into my pubic hair as she relaxed her throat to engulf me. I could feel her throat muscles working, fighting to allow my presence. She looked me in the eyes and began to move up and down. In and out. Shallow one moment; incredibly deep the next. Always looking into my eyes. Just when I thought this couldn't get better, she added her hand, stroking me as her mouth moved up and down. Then, she began to hum. I was so close. As Sharon sensed I was close to cumming she sped up, adding more suction. I was in heaven. A beautiful woman sucking my dick, deep-throating me. I was at the very edge. Then, I felt something else. Her finger at my asshole. Circling, then pressing slightly. I moaned to show my pleasure and she drove that finger home. That did it. I shot four huge ropes of cum down her throat. After Sharon came up for air we continued our kissing and caressing. I can't imagine how but I remained hard. I heard her whisper in my ear, "I can't imagine anything in the world that would feel as good as having you inside me. Please fuck me." I didn't need to be invited twice. I rolled over onto her and mounted. Her cunt was incredibly warm and velvety soft, like nothing I've ever felt before. She lay there, legs spread wide with feet in the air while I thrust, and she responded to each and everyone of my moves. Then, I withdrew and rolled her over, entering her doggy-style. I cupped those beautiful tits, slapped one gently and then gave her ass a good smack. One good smack fallowed by another, followed by another. With each she grunted in slight pain. I was pretty sure she liked it, and became certain when I heard her say, "do it again," and "again." She did like it! I pulled her to the side of the bed and had her put her feet on the floor. Then standing behind her I began to pound her ... hard. After a few minutes, I stood her up pulled her to me and began to fuck her standing up. We made our way to the wall for a bit of support and I pounded her as hard as I've ever down anyone ever. We came at exactly the same time. Sharon screamed, I just grabbed and pulled her close? Holding her until we each recovered from our climax. Then we kissed, gently and sweetly like the first time. We'd been in the room for an hour. It smelled like sex and each of us feared that one of Sharon’s roomies for the night would be suspicious. So we decided to get another room for Sharon and the two daughters with whom she was sharing. We then each went to our rooms and reshowered, then met for dinner. Sharon and I held hands going into the restaurant. We ordered. I offered a "toast to our new relationship." And my phone rang. It was Nancy, my shrew of a wife. She told me that they were about two hours out and asked if the hotel was OK. Talk about a damper. After I got off the phone, Sharon again took my hand and thanked me for the afternoon. "I never in my life felt this good." "You don't need to thank me," I said." "I loved it, and I love you." Sharon responded with, "uh, now what are we going to do?" "Well, I said, we've got about two hours ..." |
I was having a hard time staying focused. The exams were complete, the term papers graded and the students were gone. A few more forms to complete and the school year was over! In just a few days, I'd be back on the sugar-white sand beach of North Florida, having a drink and enjoying “the sights" "Mr. Roberts?" I didn't even have to look up from my paperwork. I knew that voice all too well. Good thing she couldn’t see my pants. "Ms. Robinson," he said in an only-slightly annoyed tone -- not even bothering to lift my eyes from my work. "To what do I owe the honor?" "I came by to check my grade, but they weren't posted." Although I certainly was in no mood for delays, I knew he had to look up. In my office was Stephanie Robinson. In my 17 years of teaching, she was, hands down, the hottest student ever to grace my classroom. an incredible raven-haired beauty with American Indian in her, I wasn't going to miss the chance to see a flash of cleavage or a bit of thigh. I didn't make a habit of lusting after my students, but in her case, it was hard not to. "No, they are not. I am just now finishing up the paperwork to submit them to the front office," I said as I looked up from my work. "They'll be posted later this afternoon." I couldn't help but smile when I saw her. Even in her simple white, sleeveless blouse and denim mid-thigh skirt, she was stunning, complete with precious freckles. Her frame was tall and lean and wrapped in flawless darker skin of her native American heritage. The skirt clung neatly to her hips and tightened at the top to accent her narrow waist and flat stomach. I never would call her breasts wine glass in size, but they looked much bigger than I recalled tucked in that white blouse, which was probably a size smaller than it should have been. She had pulled her sexy black hair back, which was OK, because it only served to better feature the emerald-green brilliance of her eyes. "Is there any way I could find out mine now?" she asked. "We're driving up to Atlanta tonight for a party." The tone was typical for her. She was a nice kid, but she knew her place. She'd been pampered and catered to her whole life by those who just wanted to be around her. Students, male and female, were at her beckoned call. Most of the teachers, especially the men, were the same. "Atlanta?" I said. "You better be careful around those grad-school guys." "My mom said that too. But, I'm 18, I can do what I want." I couldn't help but roll my eyes slightly as I audibly exhaled. "OK, Ms. Robinson, let's see? You made a 91 on the final and your term paper was a 'C'. So, your final grade is a 'B'." Her jaw dropped as she crossed her arms. "A 'B'. I can't make a 'B'. I won't be the valedictorian." She was upset, but she was also pissed off. Who did he think he was, anyway. "There must be some mistake. I don't make B's." "There's no mistake, Stephanie. Your final average was 86 . . . a 'B.' If you would have put a little effort into that paper you would have made it. It was not typical of your writing. You clearly either missed (or likely ignored, I thought) the point of the assignment." I was finished with my conversation. "Now, if you will excuse me, I have to prepare the rest of these forms." With that, I lowered my head and returned to my work. Stephanie wasn't really sure which card to play. She had tried the pushy bitch tactic with Roberts a few other times with no success. But, she wasn't walking out of that office without her "A". In just a few moments, the silence was broken. "Mr. Roberts?" The tone of her voice was distinctly different than before. Far softer, almost like a slight whine. I looked up again to see that her body language had softened as well. As she approached the desk, I noticed that another button at the top of the blouse was undone. It was not before. I never missed such a delightful detail. The tight material of the blouse had opened with the released tension, leaving the cleft of her breasts clearly exposed. Turning, she sat on my desk with just one of her ass cheeks, forcing the skirt well up her thigh. She made no effort to cover it. "Yes, Ms. Robinson?" I said. She had certainly piqued my interest. "Mr. Roberts, there has to be something I can do to better my grade. I really want to be valedictorian . . . Something?" As she spoke, she reached out and placed her hand on my chest, trailing down to my belt. I was no fool. Nor, was I a pushover. It was going to take more than a little flirting for me to cave. Plus, I walked the halls. I'd heard plenty about Stephanie Robinson. If she was half the slut the other girls made her out to be, this could be a helluva way to start the summer. "Stephanie, if I allow you extra credit, it will be unfair to the other students." "Something . . .?" she repeated and then slowly moistened her top lip with the tip of her tongue. I slowly rose from my chair and walked from behind my desk, moving past Stephanie to the open door of my office. Extending my neck through the open doorway, I checked both ways before pulling the door shut and twisting the bolt, glad it was now after hours. I then paused as I considered the consequences of getting caught. It only took a moment to decide. I HAD to find out how far she would go. It wasn't that I convinced himself that I wouldn't get caught. It was that I decided that twat was worth the risk. I flipped the light switch over my name on the outside door to off, then discreetly flipped the small switch I had on a security cam watching my desk. I had installed that after some soccer players had tried to break in and alter some tests in another office. As I turned to Stephanie, I now saw a third distinctive character. Stephanie was nervous. She had dropped both feet back to the floor and was leaning on my desk. Her head slightly bowed and looking at her feet. I smiled like a spider approaching it’s prey, and slowly approached her. "Ms. Robinson. I have decided that I am going to give you opportunity to improve your grade." She looked up and smiled, quickly disguising the "it's about time" smirk on her face. Stopping only a foot or so from her, my larger frame had her trapped. I reached out and began to unbutton the remaining buttons on her blouse. She stood motionless. Once done, I pulled the tails from the waistband of the skirt, revealing the thin lace of her bra. "How convenient," I thought as I eyed the clasp between the cups of garment. The next instant, my first prize of the day was revealed. Once released, her tits really didn't go anywhere. Despite the generous size, they stood tall. Her areolas were small, and her incredible brown eraser-size nipples began to stiffen. Stephanie flinched but said nothing when I cupped her boobs in my hand. "How bad could this be?" she thought. "He feels me up a bit, and I am on my way -- with my 'A'." She really kinda dug Mr. Roberts, despite his obvious difference in age. In some weird way, she kind of respected that he didn't bend to her as so many did. He was tall and lean, with a rugged but handsome face. His smile was sweet, and he always smelled really nice. He had a strangely commanding, powerful way about him, & she began to naturally relax in his presence, she knew not why. Stephanie’s nipples felt very nice in my hands. I thought about nibbling on them, but I wanted something else much more. After all, I had to be dominant over her to steer this where I wanted it to go. "Ms. Robinson, it's time for your oral presentation." My hands slid up from her tits to the top of her shoulders. I gently but obviously began pressing down. She submitted naturally. perfect Stephanie was young, but she had been around the block a time or two. She knew exactly what Mr. Roberts was suggesting. Letting him feel her up was one thing, but sucking the man’s cock was another. What if one of her friends found out she blew some old man for a grade? She felt the pressure, but for some reason, she found herself wanting to simply submit, and she couldn't help but slowly began to sink to her knees. My instincts begged me to whip out ‘the pipe’ and shove it down her throat, but I had to break her in proper order for this to work, assuming it did. You just never know, but damn it’s awfully fun to try. It was a test of wills between the two that I was determined to win. "Stephanie? Are you ready to present?" I asked. Stephanie could almost feel a deep inner part of her melting. Deciding to give in to it, she took a deep breath as she reached for my fly. Unzipping it, she reached inside and hauled out my cock. Even in its semi-erect state, it was sizable. Women over the years have always told me it was impressive, hence it’s nickname of “the pipe”, given by an ex. Stephanie could taste the pre-cum already as she began to work her magic. My dick began to thicken, and she was actually a bit overwhelmed by the size. She'd messed around with enough football and basketball players to have seen some big ones, but she would never have expected this from Mr. Roberts. He had to be at least eight or nine inches and THICK! She was oddly confused. She was partly revolted, and at the same tie, incredibly turned on. Why was Mr. Roberts had always had this ‘air’ about him, and this her first time alone with him. What the Hell made her just want submit like this, she did not understand, but she pushed it away as she worked deliberately at her task. Sucking and swirling her tongue around my bulbous cock head as she found a rhythm. His sweet pre-cum continued to ooze into her mouth filling it with the taste of sex. The musk poured into her nostrils as she was forced to breath through nose. She'd sucked a few dicks in her life. What's one more? It was worth it for her 'A', and wow this one was nice. Watching Stephanie's mouth stretch widely as she attempted to stuff in as much of my meat as possible, I found himself in a quandary. Sure, I was watching one of the most beautiful women I'd ever seen smoke my pole, and the idea of dumping a huge load of cum all over her face and tongue did have a certain "porn-scene made reality" kind of appeal it, thanks mostly to the pinhole camera catching all this.. But, in truth, her cock-sucking skills left much to be desired. Sure, she had the enthusiasm, but she needed some experience. So, she looked up at me in surprise as I gently pushed her head from my dick. She instinctively took my hand as I helped her to her feet. Stephanie was startled as I pulled her to me. I had a small cloth on the desk, and I wiped her mouth, then kissed her lips, my tongue forcing its way into a dance with her own. I kissed her deeply and passionately, and she responded with a moan, her tongue responding in kind. She hadn't even noticed that I had pulled her skirt to her waist, but she did know exactly what was happening when my thumbs slid beneath the waistband of her simple (we’ll have to do something about that) cotton panties. They were going down. She was going to get fucked by Mr. Roberts! I easily lifted her to the desk and moved between her legs. Her pubic hair (may do something about that too) tickled my dick as I rubbed it on her. .She had a wanting look as I rubbed my cock head at the entrance of her slit, discovering she was already very-very wet. I knew I would thoroughly enjoy eating her pussy, but I wasn’t going to submit to her in that way. I’ll use that to tease her another time, I thought. Stephanie Robinson’s pussy was my for my enjoyment today. My thick shaft disappeared as I leaned into her, feeling her insides open to me. My member met no resistance, as she moaned loudly. Thank goodness we were alone. She was tight, but by no means a virgin. For some odd reason, I found comfort in that, and with one hand clamped on her ass at the desk, the other holding her by her hair, I kissed her, then moved to her neck, giving her steady, hard thrusts, listening to her groan in delight. perfect Stephanie was getting a fuck unlike any fuck she had ever experienced. First of all, it had already lasted more than two minutes, but moreover, there were no signs of it ending soon. As soon as her man let her lean back a bit, , he placed one of her hands on her clit, then other that had held her hair began to tug her nipple. His other hand was holding her at her lower back, and he was pounding into her, and the feeling was ecstatic. She looked at him, and he kept eye contact like he owned her, which in fact he did - she was putty in His hands, getting fucked like she had only wished. her fingers found her clit, and as she rubbed, a massive orgasmic wave struck her. She wasn't really sure if it was several consecutive smaller orgasms or just one big one, but it was certainly the most intense of her life. When she finally opened her eyes, she saw Mr. Roberts beaded in sweat and continuing to pound my cock into her. Suddenly, a brief moment of reality struck her. "Mr. Roberts, don't cum in me. I'm not on the pill." There was no response. I was totally zoned in on the moment. I was going to get this piece of ass like no one had ever done before. Mr. Roberts! Please! I don't want to get pregnant!" Reality found me as well, dammit, and I pulled out of her. But I was by no means done. I stared at the glorious site. Steph was fully open now, and her juices were running freely. I could have easily fisted her at any point. A huge amount of her cunt lube had ran into the crack of her ass. She was reacting even better than I had hoped, so let’s push this farther, I told myself As I extended my hand, Stephanie took it, having no idea of my intent. When she stood from the desk, I turned her and bent her over it, her back straight and her breasts pressed into the desktop. With one one hand on her shoulder, the other moving her ass cheek open while leaning into her, I had her completely in my control, although really she was giving that quite naturally, and I was pleased. At first, Stephanie thought her Man has just missed my target when she felt his cock nudging her anus. But, His target was soon clear when she felt the massive shaft begin steadily pushing into her sphincter. She said “Ooh-AH!” &tried to struggle away, but she was pinned. Stephanie cried out as the thick tool impaled her. Yes, it was certainly painful as she felt herself stretching to accept it, but the strangest feeling was there to…she wanted this. She tried to breathe and blink away the tears as her Man began to fuck his cock in and out of her asshole. Panting, she tried to look back at Him and smile, hoping her willingness to take it would please me (it did!) All of the wetness made for an easier entrance than I expected. In just a few minutes, every inch of my shaft was sliding in and out of her ass. She quieted to just a whimper each and every time my hips bottomed against her ass cheeks. I kept there on some strokes, grinding, causing her to clench fists, then back to the stroke. I hoped that cheap pinhole camera was getting this, ‘cause my view was simply incredible. My nut was building and building fast. I pumped faster and harder, trying to get in as many strokes as he could before the eruption hit. She knew it as was giving little yelps in response, and began to straighten her back, pushing her breasts out. It was here. Grasping Stephanie firmly at the hip bones, I buried my piston as deep as I could and pumped shot after shot of thick semen into her bowels. Rope after lovely rope was dumped inside her, I was sure she would walk funny for days from it. My head was spinning. I had lost all sense of where I was and what I was doing, and I had to bite my cheek to prevent roaring like a Lion as I exploded into my greatest conquest. As my orgasm began to fade, I pulled out and found myself dizzy. I had to sit in the visitor's chair facing my desk. Stephanie remained right were she was, folded over the desk, panting, giving me a nice view of my jizz leaking out her ass. Neither of us spoke for the next several minutes. Stephanie then got up, re-dressed and tried to make herself look unlike someone who just got fucked. I just sat in the chair -- my shrinking cock glistening from the juices and my pants around my ankles. Finally, he was able to stand. I fastened my pants and walked around to my desk, finding a bottle of whiskey and a shot glass I keep hidden away. Pouring a shot, I looked up at Stephanie, who was putting the finishing touches on her lipstick. "I think you deserve an 'A', Ms. Robinson." Stephanie didn't speak. She just reached out and took the glass, taking a shot of her own before turning to leave. Slapping the glass down, she walked out the door, stopping just before closing it. "Mr. Roberts, do you still live over off of Baxter?" "Yes." I smiled, “But don’t come there unless you can handle what I unleash in you, this is nothing in comparison. House 131, By the way. Stephanie smiled, gave a knowing wink & mouthed “be ready…” and closed the door behind her. |
When Jake got home, just as they said, his mom and Karen were just leaving; they both gave him last minute instructions and cash, letting him know that Paley was already inside having a snack. Jake still tried to look as if he were still upset with the idea but told his mom to have a good time and be safe before he watched them head down the street and turn the corner. Then his face lit up. “Hey Paley, guess it’s you and me this weekend.” He said happily heading into the kitchen where the 11 year old was sitting at the table drinking a cup of milk. Paley was still in her school uniform, her hair up in a ponytail her books on the table. She turned to him sheepishly and nodded with a slight smile. Paley glanced down at Jakes crotch, her stomach fluttering at the prospect of possibly seeing his penis. She had been preoccupied all day with how she could see it. She had thought of trying to catch him in the shower, or when he was sleeping. The crazy thought of just asking him also crossed her mind. She felt her nipples harden as a shiver of delight raced thru her and she took a gulp of milk. “I'm glad I get to hang out with you.” Jake continued in a charming voice. Paley’s face lit up instantly. “Really? I didn’t think you liked me.” “No, I think you’re cool. Yeah, I know I've been kind of busy,” he walked over to her and put his hand on her shoulder. Paley shuddered with delight. Her tight little pussy flooding with warmth. “And it makes me a little mean sometimes.” Jake continued feeling the little girl quiver under his touch. “So, I'm sorry for that but I really want us to be friends and have as much fun as we can this weekend. OK?” “Yeah.” Paley stared wide eyed and smiling at Jake. The thought of him showing her his penis may actually come true, she thought. She smiled again. He could see her melting before his eyes. This was going to be one of the best weekends of his life. “What do you want for dinner?” he had walked to the frig and opened the door. “Pizza.” Paley shouted gleefully. “I’ll order some as soon as I take Lucky for a walk.” “Ok. Can I come with you?” “Of course, get your jacket.” She smiled and seemed to skip from the kitchen into the living room to get her jacket. Jake chuckled to himself. This is gonna be so easy. x He wasn’t going to put anything into action until he got the call from his mom when she arrived at the spa some 200 miles away. So with traffic it would take them about 3 ½ to 4 hours. Jake did his best to keep his passion in check. He took the evening slowly, doing his best not to ogle the young girl. Though she had become a little shadow to him, following him like a puppy, smiling happily up at him. She was pleasant as well; smart and very funny now that he was actually talking to her. After dinner, Jake suggested that Paley get her shower out of the way and they could watch TV all-night in their PJs in the living room. He had already showered as well, stroking himself to some satisfaction in the hot water. The idea of things to come that night had him anxious, horny and on edge. He put on a tank and board shorts with no boxers, letting his semi hard 8” cock bob freely. He had cleaned up his room just in case their adventures took them there. He also had condoms standing by though he had no intention of using them. For Lucky, he had a thick pair of his socks ready to use so the dog wouldn’t scratch up Paley’s back when the time came. He had been watching dog porn on his phone all day at school. Lucky paced anxiously as the two males waited for the little girl to come from upstairs. Paley finally arrived, her long curly jet black hair was down around her shoulders like a veil and she was wearing a long turquoise t-shirt that looked gorgeous set against her caramel colored skin, and panties underneath,. Her large breasts wobbling under the cotton fabric as she walked. Jake’s cock swelled immediately as he tried to avert his eyes. Lucky sat up straight staring at the beautiful little girl. She smelled fresh, like strawberries and her dark hair was still damp and clinging to her. Her thick fan of eyelashes fluttered as she blinked her hazel eyes. She smiled up at Jake innocently as he stared at her, libidinous thoughts racing thru his mind. She was so petite next to his tall, lean muscled body and the thought of taking extra care not to hurt her once things got started crossed his mind. Jake was a bit rough when it came to sex, nothing violent but rough horseplay was what he liked. The two had a fun time filling the center of the huge living room with every pillow they could find. Then Jake proceeded in making them a blanket fort right in front of the huge 70” flat screen TV. Paley wasn’t much of a girlie girl and this basic stuff, set up by her new best friend already had stars in her eyes. Jake noted that Paley was already the seductress though she didn’t realize it as she rolled around playfully in the pillows, giggling and cooing as he put everything together. Then right on cue at about 9 pm, his mom called. He checked the location services in his phone to make sure she was at the spa. He couldn’t be too careful with what he was planning. The women were eager to start their weekend and didn’t linger too long on the phone with either child. “Your mom still wants you to go to bed early.” Jake said sternly after finishing the call. “Really?” Paley had been looking forward to staying up with her new best friend, and a look of defeat spread across her face. “Yeah, but she's not here so we don’t have to do that.” Jake chuckled throwing the phone on the sofa, and sitting on a pile of pillows next to the little girl. “Just when she asks tell her you did, ok?” “Ok.” Paley said sitting down crossing her lean legs. Jake got a good look up her shirt seeing her stripped panties. He wondered if she was horny or not. The girl always seemed to be horny, so things were progressing nicely. The two put on a movie and Jake took every opportunity to lightly touch or tickle the girl, getting her used to his touch. She responded beautifully, falling back into the plush surroundings giggling as Jake tickled her under her arms and her belly. He was getting hornier and hornier as she wiggled and gyrated in his arms.Her lithe supple body was almost more than he could take.It wasn’t until his hand slipped under her shirt that she stiffened. Too soon . He thought as she sat up wide eyed; a nervous smile on her face and directed her attention to the TV. Paley was angry with herself, when Jake was tickling her it had felt so good, she didn’t want it to end. Then she had felt his hand on her butt and was surprised by it. She didn’t know how to get him to start again. Jake put on a scary movie and Paley immediately nuzzled up against him as the movie started. Like clockwork though Lucky knew it was getting to the point when he would be able to lick the little girl’s pussy. As that time came and went, he became more anxious. Paley didn’t notice curled up next to Jake watching the horror movie she had been forbidden from seeing, but Jake noticed. He was getting anxious too, enough of the cool older brother type shit had been going on that evening. Jake wanted to fuck. But he still had to ease the little girl into it. “Hey Paley, if I show you something special will you promise not to tell?” Paley’s eyes widened. He might actually show me his penis without me having to ask she thought. “I won’t tell,” she said slowly, her panties flooding with moisture, her nipples stiffened instantly. “Cool I’ll be right back.” Within in a few minutes much to Paley’s dismay Jake was still dressed. But he brought in a disc and put it on the DVD player. “This is a movie I like to watch, you wanna watch it with me?” “Sure.” Whatever Jake thought was cool, Paley was sure she would like as well. Jake had turned off all the lights in the house and Paley was sure it was another scary movie. Jake smirked taking the remote and sitting back down on the mountain of pillows, as Lucky continued to nudge and whine next to Paley. He started the DVD, it was a porno and Jake started right in on the action. A beautiful thin naked busty blonde was on all fours, sucking a guy off while another guy pounded her from behind. She moaned loudly swallowing the thick glistening long cock in front of her as the camera angle changed to show the close up of the other long wet cock pounding savagely in and out of the pink cunt from behind. Jake looked over at Paley, her eyes wide, mouth open. Her chest was heaving as she sat transfixed. He could almost see her nipples get hard against the t-shirt she was wearing. She sat mesmerized for several minutes. “Do you like this type of stuff?” “Huh?” she was still staring at the screen. Her cheeks were flushed immediately. “Have you seen this type of stuff before?” “Not movies,” she said still staring at the screen, her eyes wide trying to take everything in. “Just magazines.” “Do you like this?” he said touching her thigh, her skin was hot. Paley didn’t hear the last question; her body was on fire. She felt like she would burst. She felt her panties flooding with gush after gush of moisture. Her pussy was soo hot and itching to be touched. But she couldn’t do it in front of Jake. He liked these kinds of movies but she didn’t look like the girl on the screen. Paley had nice breasts, she thought, but not compared to the big breasted girl on the screen. If he liked stuff like that, there was no way he would like her . But that didn’t stop the fire building in her, ready to consume her right there, she had to touch herself, the pressure was building. “Paley, you ok?” “I’ll be right back.” She said jumping up and darting out of the room. That wasn’t the reaction he was looking for but Jake got up to follow her as Lucky chased after her upstairs. Paley was in a lust filled panic, she had never been so turned on. Her skin her body, her pussy was on fire. As she ran into her room grabbing her breasts, she thought she would cum right then. Lucky was right behind her as she entered her room. His nose right under the skimpy t-shirt. She had never been so happy to see her furry friend. She sat down where she stood; opening her legs wide and rubbing her hot wet panties, feeling the moisture gush under her fingertips. Her clit was engorged, hard yet sensitive and as Paley rubbed her finger across it, she came instantly. But the fire didn’t stop. Her fingers that always satisfied her weren’t enough. The sight of the girl with a penis pumping into her filled Paley’s mind. That’s what she wanted. She wanted her insides to be filled up like that girl. She was so hot right now; she didn’t care if Lucky mounted her. She wanted what the girl on the screen had, penises. Penises to suck, penises to be inside her, ramming inside her like pistons. Paley was in a lust filled hazed as she stripped off her panties, her legs wide and spread for the anxious dog, his cock out and exposed. Paley wanted it, wanted to take it, wanted to suck it, and wanted it pounding into her like the girl on the TV. But Lucky was lapping hungrily between her legs; she was a torrent of lusty nectar. She had never flowed this freely and it was all Lucky could do to keep up with the flood. Paley had her t-shirt up around her neck rubbing and grabbing at her tits fanatically. “What are you doing Paley?” Paley gasped, sitting up quickly and different panic spreading in her, pushing a bewildered Lucky from between her legs. “Ah... I- I.” Jake just stared at her, though he was shouting for joy inside. He had never seen anything so wild and sexy. This girl was a beast. But now he had the little girl right where he wanted her. “Please don’t tell my mom.” She pleaded, crying immediately from the shock of being caught. Her cheeks flushed and rosy, pulling the t-shirt down and pressing her legs together. Jake took in the sight of the crying girl. She was soo sexy and erotic. “I don’t know. Letting the dog lick you there.” “Please I'm sorry. I won’t do it anymore.” She whimpered. “Please don’t tell my mom, please.” Still he said nothing just staring down at her in his most disapproving look. “Please, Jake please.” “Well I won’t only if…” “If want?” She wiped her eyes, sniffling. “If you let me lick it. Then you have to lick me?” “What?” “You have to let me lick your pussy, the way you were letting Lucky lick it. Then you have to lick my cock.” He reached down and grabbed his swollen cock in his tented shorts. Paley relaxed immediately. “Really?” This wasn't sounding like a bad deal to Paley. “Alright.” That was easier than I thought. Jake said to himself. Jake wiped the little girls face, and kissed her several times on the cheeks before he lifted her up in his arms and carried her downstairs. The movie was still playing and again Paley’s eyes were glued to it. The heat in her fully re-ignited seeing the lewd explicit scenes. Jake, knelt down in front of her, her was so tall that even on his knees he was almost eye to eye with hr. He lifted her t-shirt over her head and Paley looked at him. “I want to lick everything.” He said taking her breast in his hands and kneading them slowly. Paley stiffened at his touch. “Does that hurt?” “No.” she shook her head smiling, as he stared at her and continued to squeeze her breasts before he took one of her hard nipples in his mouth and sucked. Paley let out a loud mewl as she closed her eyes to the delicious sensation. Jake then took the other sensitive nub in his mouth sucking gently then nipping it. Paley watching him intently as his pink tongue slithered out of his mouth and around and around her hard nipples. It felt so good as pleasure rippled thru her. Her pussy was so wet; her honey was dribbling down her thighs in rivulets. “Oh.” She opened her eyes looking to the wicked grin of Jake as he continued from one nipple to the other. Then he began stroking her whole body, hugging her holding her close to him as his hands explored the young untouched virgin territory. She smelled so good, he began kissing and suckling her all over. His hands grabbing her around small bottom and squeezing and stretching her tender flesh as she moaned against him. He had wanted this for a while now and she was his for the taking. He all the time and in the world and they weren’t going to waste any more of it. Nothing like this had happened to Paley before. She stood there like a statue as the beautiful strong boy groped and squeezed her. She didn’t know what she was supposed to do with her hands, so she let him do everything and just stood there enjoying it. “Do you want to touch me?” Jake asked. “Yeah.” Paley bent reaching for his huge erection. “Oh really?” He chuckled. “Not yet.” He kissed her softly on the cheek smiling at her eagerness and lifted her hands and resting them on his shoulders. Then he kissed her on the lips softly. “Have you ever kissed anyone?” “No.” she said shyly. He held her face and kissed her again. She stood as still as a statue her lips pursed. “Just relax,” he said with a smile. “Say your name.” As she began. “Paley Mari-“ Jake kissed her again, and she began kissing him back. His already steel hard cock seemed to get harder as the little girl kissed him. He stuck his tongue in her mouth, and she froze again. “Relax. Its safe just relax, ok” He said kissing her on the neck. “Do the same thing to me.” He kissed her on the lips again, she opened her mouth to him and he slid his tongue and she did the same to him. He kissed her for several minutes as she began to relax in his arms. That would be something he could work on her with. It was only natural. She was used to doing thing by self to herself. She had to get used to having a partner. The newness, the rawness of the little girl was turning him on to new heights. Her timidity was intoxicating, her willingness to do as he asked turning him on more and more. Jake began licking the little girls neck, trailing kisses down her body as his hands traveled over her. He felt her squirm, giggle and moan under is touch until he got to the apex of her legs. She took in a sharp breath as his hand grazed her mound. Jake grabbed the petit girl by her waist and swung her around, lying roughly on a pile of pillows, her long dark hair fanning out behind her. He knelt in front of her, opening her legs. Her slit was flowing with honey and her pink clit was hard and visible in the folds of her labia. Jake pushed her legs further open and sank down on to her in engulfing her flooded pussy with his mouth. As delicious as Lucky’s long tongue gliding over her was, the agile guided tongue of Jake was just as wonderful as it purposefully twirled around and tickled her clit. Paley’s toes curled as she moaned loudly under Jakes skillful tongue. Jake rolled the little girl roughly on to her belly, lifting her small apple ass into the air and slapping it hard. She yelped as he buried his head between the two full cheeks lapping hungrily at her asshole. She was delicious, he could get enough of her supple brown skin, reaching around in front of her to grab her breast. Jake missed no inch of her twirling his tongue at her ass, then gliding up to her swollen lips of her pussy and sucking roughly on her clit. Jake flipped her back over and sunk down on her again, jabbing his tongue into her hot entrance. Paley wrapped her legs around his neck as he sucked on the bundle of nerves. She bucked under him as a huge orgasm took her. He kept sucking lightly until the girl pushed his shoulders to get him to stop. “Did you like that?” “Yes.” She said breathlessly. Jake sat up on his knees and took his shirt over his head, and then he pulled his shorts down to reveal his aching cock. Paley’s eyes were wide and eager. Her mouth gaping open staring at it. Jake lay down beside her in his back. “Lick it.” She grabbed it. “Gently.” He said wincing. She lightened her grip smiling sheepishly as she stared up at him. “Lick it. It tastes good.” Paley sat up on her kneed her hand at the base of his cock. It was some eight inches. Longer than her forearm. She didn’t know why but she loved the way it looked. It was hard, yet fleshy and hot. It smelled nice, really nice too. It was already sticky and there was some goo coming out of the tip. Paley eagerly licked the red mushroom like head and Jake moaned in delight. She licked it again, Jake moaned again. So she licked once more, then again and again. Paley bent down between his legs, her ass in the air. Lucky was getting tired of being left out and began licking the young girl’s ass. “Lucky, stop.” She said waving her hand at the anxious dog to get him to stop. “You like when he licks you don’t you?” She nodded shyly. “It’s okay; I won’t tell if you want him to lick you while you lick me.” Paley was getting dizzy with delight. As she licked the length of Jake shaft like a lollipop. She wasn’t nearly as skilled as a high school girl was but it was the inexperience that was turning Jake on. The unpredictability of her tongue and hand, not to mention, looking up and seeing his dog eating out her ass. “Put it in your mouth and don’t take it out until I tell you.” He hissed. Paley did as she was told. “Suck.” Paley began to suck as if she was slurping on a straw and within seconds, the thick rod began to pulse and throb. Suddenly, it burst into bitter salty hot goo in her mouth. She had been in the sucking motions, so she swallowed a mouth full of the hot cream. It kept coming and she kept swallowing as Jake moaned loudly his eyes closed, one hand on her neck holding her in place. Though the liquid assault was a surprise, the taste, the feeling of it all only seemed to excite Paley more and she rubbed her breasts as Jake slowly bucked in her mouth before he let her neck go and relaxed. She let the remaining flavor roll around her tongue. “Do it again. I wasn’t ready,” she said. “I’ll be able to do it again in a couple of minutes. Did you like it? “Yeah. It was so hot, but it made me feel good. And my pussy tingled.” Paley was still bent over between Jake legs, when Lucky could take no more waiting and grabbed the little girl by the waist and began frantically trying to enter her. Paley screaming in surprise. And Jake sat up quickly to free the little girl. “Not yet Lucky.” He whispered to the tortured dog. He led the dog away from the girl commanding him to sit and not move. Jake hurried back to Paley. His cock already hard and ready again. He kissed the little girl. She was a fast learner as she kissed his back her tongue dancing eagerly around his. Jake laid back and pulled Paley on top of him. The young girl wasn’t quite ready to take in the length of the teen aged boy but instead straddled him, the way she had straddled her teddy bear and her slick oozing pussy she began to glide over the length of his rigid cock. Jake was in no mood to rush her into anything yet. Beside it felt delicious feeling her puffy hot slick pussy lips gliding over her flesh. He stroked her supple thighs as her hot pussy grinded on his cock. With just the friction of that and seeing the young girl gliding over him, it wasn’t long before his cock was throbbing again. He grabbed her hips. She could feel him swelling under him and as his cum spurted in hot ribbons on his abs. Paley came again as well. Jake tweaking her nipples as she did. She cried out in delight so loudly he thought the neighbors may have heard her. Paley collapsed smiling happily across Jakes chest. “Did you like that?” he asked. “Yes.” She sat up wide eyed and smiling. “You want to do some more?” She nodded wildly in agreement. He got up and got a paper towel to wipe the cum from his abs. Then had Paley lay on her back her legs spread eagle again, he licked her pussy for a few minutes before her sunk two fingers into her virgin cunt. Paley squealed in delight. “Does that feel good?” “Yes.” She giggled. He began sliding his finger in and out and Paley lay back in delight as he finger fucked her to another orgasm, before he could finish, he felt a warm long sensation up his back side. He looked over his shoulder in astonishment seeing Lucky licking his ass. He was tempted to yell at the dog but his long wet tongue skimmed across his balls and it felt incredible. Jake sat motionless as Lucky continued to lick his balls and ass crack. Finally turning away and laying down next to the little girl. The two lay together kissing as Jake finger fucked the little girl for almost an hour bringing her to several orgasms; while she sucked him off, swallowing his cum eagerly. And still she wanted more. When he wasn’t finger, fucking her she slid her little hot pussy over the length of his cock. She was so responsive, so grateful, so giving. Paley was on her back her legs wide open now. He was slick with her honey as she had been grinding in him for hours. “Are you going to put it inside me?” “Yeah, you want that don’t you?” “Yeah.” Jake propped himself up over Paley as she lay back in the lavish pillows sliding the aching head of his cock over her wet hot slit. He looked at her smiling then he slowly slid inside her. She winced, biting her bottom lip at his size. Paley felt like she would burst with happiness. She felt so full and bloat, the more he sunk into her the more she wanted him deeper. She opened her slender legs wider as her head lolled back and forth. He palmed her wobbling breasts as he continued to ease into her Lucky waited quietly at the side for the alpha to finish with the bitch. Jake’s eyes rolled into his head. The girl was so wet, hot and tight. Her silky virgin depths, sucking him in. He had been fingering her to prepare her for this, having gotten four fingers into her wanton little cunt. She was ready to be fucked by a real cock. He held her legs open wide as he sank deeper and deeper into her. Then he felt it. Her hymen. He pushed aginst it several times seeing her wince until with a power thrust he broke thru. He stayed in her for several moments. Paley, tears streaming bite her lip at the pain but didn’t cry out, as much as it hurt it also felt so good. She didn’t want him to stop. He pulled all the way out seeing his cock bloody. It gave him such a thrill. He kissed the young deflowered girl passionately. He wasn’t going to let her go for a long while. Jake moved in and out of her slowly raising up and watching her face as he did, palming her breast or kissing her neck every few strokes. Soon he felt her body responding to his slowly thrust, as she began to role her hips. She was panting and moaning. Jake was trying to concentrate so he would come to soon, but she was so tight, hot, she seemed to be getting wetter with each stroke. Her hips began to mover erratically. Paley Larsen thought she was losing her mind; she loved the way Jake cock felt inside her filling her. Hit was like hot piece of metal gliding in and out her. He curled over her whispering in her ear, how beautiful she was who good she felt. How much he loved fucking her. All those girls that got fondled under the bleachers or closets could only hope to get something like this. Paley raised her hands about her head eyes closed in carnal delight as her back arched and Jake picked up his speed. The faster he got the better it felt. The image of the girl on the DVD popped in her mind and Paley squirmed from under Jake. But before he could protest, she was on all fours wagging her ass in his face. “Do it like on the DVD?” Jake grabbed the little slutty girl’s hips and sunk deep into her with one thrust as she cried out in excitement. He sawed in and out of her frantically; Paley could feel a huge orgasm building in her stomach as Jake curled over her, his cock pumping into her faster and harder. Jake fucked the little girl senseless. Then she felt him swell up the way he had done already so many times in her mouth, and with a powerful thrust his cock burst inside her spilling waves of his think hot seed onto her, again and again. Filling her up, spilling out down her thighs. Paley cried out in ecstasy as a violent huge orgasm took, causing her hips to gyrate frantically around the throbbing wand of meat. Jake covered her mouth, but she was still cumming, her insides milking and squeezing him; her body stiffened for several moments, then she began to convulse and quiver still impaled on his cock. Jake Stayed still waiting for the little girl to come down, until she finally relaxed under him and he slid out of her. His thick cum oozing from her hungry tight little cunt. He lay down to the side of her stroking her damp hair, kissing her over her shoulder and back. Lucky was anxiously waiting his turn as sex filled the air. Within minutes, Paley was still hungry for more. Jake looked over at his whimpering dog. It was now or never. Then he stood and went to Lucky putting socks on his front paws. The poor dog was more than ready, while watching the two he either paced or sat in the corner liking his fully unsheathed long pink cock. Paley, anxious for the next round, watched Jake as he came back sat down and spread his legs in front of her. The little girl had a huge appetite and he needed a little rest. He had Paley kneel between his legs again ready to suck his dick. Lucky was ready though, as soon as the girl began to gobble Jake’s dick, the canine wasted no time in trying to mount her. Paley stiffened sitting up, not wanting to continue. “It’s ok. Lucky has a good dick too.” “Will it hurt?” Paley said looking over her shoulder apprehensively at the huge eager dog. “No, just relax and let him find his way.” She remembered when he first tried to mount her. How strong and forceful he was. Instead of that familiar fear thinking back to that this time Paley felt excited, her mound flooded again and Lucky could tell, lapping at the little girls worked over pussy. Paley swallowed hard as Lucky climbed on her back, his hips already humping wildly. “Lower your hips, Paley.” Jake directed. Paley slowly lowered her hips feeling the slimy hot, dog cock searching for the heated entrance of her tight pussy. His strong fore arms wrapping around her waist. Lucky humped wildly at her leg and thighs, so much so that now Paley was getting anxious and was moving her hips to try to meet the thrust of the excited dog. “Ohhh.” Paley shouted as Lucky found his mark, his grip on her waist getting firmer. His hips pumped wildly as his huge doggy cock filled the little girl’s tight little pussy. Paley arched her back in delight. She let go of jakes cock, her eyes closed in delicious crazed pleasure. Jake was fantastic but Lucky was amazing. He was filling her up so completely she thought she would split open and he seemed to be getting long and wider with each thrust. The long tip of the doggy penis was reaching the young girls inner depths as Lucky pounded with abandon. Jake sat in awe at the little girl, on all fours her breasts wobbling as the huge dog pounded into her. His cock was hard as steel again, precum oozing as he watched the girl, convulsed and shook under the weight of another orgasm. But Lucky didn’t stop. Paley was panting at the power of the canine. She thought she was going to explode as she felt her pussy swelling painfully. “It hurts Jake. It’s getting tight.” She looked up panicked at Jake who was stroking himself. The boy calmly stood and walked to the side of the couple. “It’s just his knot.” He said watching the lewd sight and beginning to stroke himself frantically, before cumming on the ravaged girls back as the dog continued to pump into her. Jake could see the veiny red knot of the dog just as it slipped securely into the girl’s slippery pussy. She cried out in pain. “It’s too big.” She cried tears streaming down her face. “Make him stop Jake.” “It hurts Jake, Lucky’s hurting me.’ “I can’t. Not now, baby. Just relax.” Jake said, stroking her hair and kissing her shoulder. “That’s his knot it means he likes it. It will only hurt for a minute just relax and enjoy it” Jake hadn't steered her wrong yet. As the knot grew, it also felt so good and stuffed. “Rub your clit like you do when you’re alone.” But Paley was lost in the thrill of the pounding dog. His cock rock hard and at attention again. He knelt down next to the squirming girl and reached between her legs and began rubbing her clit. She seemed to relax immediately. “Ooooh, Jakee it’s so hot.. Lucky’s cumming inside me. Its- its soo much.” Jake rubbed the little girls clit faster hearing her take a sharp breath, her body began to quiver as yet another orgasm exploded. The girl cried out in intense pleasure as Lucky shot his hot dog seed deep inside her, spurt after hot spurt, filling up her small womb to overflowing. Jake stroked himself roughly several times before cumming himself on the girls back. “I’m stuck.” She looked over at Jake, how was in a daze of lust. Jake stood and went to the sofa getting his phone and filming Paley and Lucky stuck together. Paley began to panic after being stuck to Lucky for several minutes, until the now sated dog popped free and trotted to the corner to lick his deflating cock. Paley sat wide legged on a towel Jake had brought watching all the cumming flow from her red raw pussy. Paley curled up on the pillows; the intensity of Lucky’s knot had given her something to think about. The dog fucking her was wonderful but the intense pain afterward was something she would have to get used to. Jake was in awe of the little girl. She was still up for more as she walked on all fours over to Lucky. She patted him on the head and nuzzled him. Jake saw her say something to the dog but couldn’t make it out. Then she turned, exposing her freshly fucked pussy to the dog, which was up for another around. He sniffed the girl’s pussy, taking several deep lavishing laps before walking around her sniffing again and then climbing on her back. Jake was sitting back watching. His phone recording the whole thing. He’d put the file under password protection, but he couldn’t miss this. Lucky was faster to enter the girl this time and he saw Paley smile in delight as the dog’s hot cock entered her a second time. The dog began humpi.ng frantically not knowing when he may get another go at the little girl. Paley squealed happily under him, better expecting what would happened she began to finer her swollen clit as the dog fucked her. The dog was pounding into the little girl so forcefully; he was pushing her further and further into the pillows. But she didn’t seem to mind as she buried her head several times to cover the cries of her orgasm “He’s knotting me.” She said rubbing her clit as Lucky erupted into her filling her with torrents of sperm. So much so, it was dribbling to the floor between them. And Jake caught it all. Finally, Lucky climbed off Paley’s back and turned ass to ass with her as they all waited for the knot to go down. Jake took Lucky by the collar. Led him outside where he fed him and left him for the night. When Jake returned to Paley, but she was sound asleep.. The porn had long ended several hours previous, in fact it was going on 6 am and Jake turned off the TV and lay next to the sleeping girl; wrapping his arm around her, before falling asleep himself. X When Jake woke up the next morning, he checked his watch. It was already 1 pm and Paley was nowhere to be seen. He stood up in the jumble of pillows his cock hard, he headed to the bathroom. He took a piss and came back to search for the little girl. He thought she may be Lucky but the dog was running frantically over the back yard. Then he heard her in the kitchen. She was talking to someone. Panic raced thru him, had they come home and caught them. He peeked in the kitchen seeing a still naked Paley talking on the phone. “No mommy, he did tell me go to bed early, but I couldn’t sleep so I read all night that’s why I over slept.…I guess he was watching movies…. Yes, he’s here. He’s alsee- oh, he’s awake now,” Paley hugged Jake and then handed him the phone. “It’s my mom she just asked if I went to bed on time I told her yes.” She saw at his slumping though still fairly large cock and grabbed it. “No,” he whispered covering the receiver. “Let me finish this.” Palely didn’t listen and began stroking his limp cock to instant life. Then she walked to the kitchen table and bent over. Karen was saying something but Jake wasn’t listening as he followed the girl and stood behind her, then dipping down he entered her hot wet pussy and began thrusting. “Yes Karen I hear you. She's not going to starve.” THRUST. “I'm making her breakfast right now.” THRUST. “Go have a facial or something… “ THRUST. “Huh? What? No, don’t they have mud facials there... that’s what I meant. Yes, I'll call if anything goes wrong. It’s no prob she a great kid… ok .. Ok I will. Bye.” Jake hung up the phone shaking his head, and thrusting forcefully into the little girl, while reaching around and grabbing her large swinging tits. She was so warm and soft to the touch, as his senses reeled again. She was incorrigible. Paley had never been so happy. Finally, all this energy all this sexual power was being put to use. And it felt so good. Now that she could have penis whenever she wanted she wasn’t going to waste time. Paley rubbed her clit furiously, cumming with Jake slamming into her. And Jake pounded her several more times before he emptied his balls into her tight little pussy. Their combined fluids spilling to the kitchen floor. Jake told Paley to go take a shower while be cleaned up. Then he fed Lucky who was desperately trying to get back into house. Once he was done, he went upstairs and joined Paley in the shower. Carrying her to her bed, soaking wet and sucking on her little pussy until she came several times on his face. There was something forbidden about doing it in the living room and both of the new lovers headed back downstairs into he midst of the pillows. Jake as promised made them breakfast and they took a little time out to eat; though neither had dressed yet. There just didn’t seem to be the need to. Lucky was angry now, he knew what was going on and he wanted a part of it. He was running length of the huge yard barking incessantly. Inside Jake and Paley were too involved in each other to notice. Jake was on his back Paley sitting on his face grinding her hips into him as she gobbled and slurped at his long thick cock. She wiped her mouth after swallowing another large load of Jakes cum, his tongue twirling up into her cunt. Suddenly thru the haze of orgasms and the music that Jake had playing, he heard the door bell and beating at the door. How long had it been going on? “Put on your shirt and panties,” he said searching for his shorts in the pile of pillows. “Just a minute.” He shouted at the door. He turned on the TV and gave Paley the remote. And put on his shirt was strung over the sofa. “Stay her Pay.” He said making sure nothing looked too out of place and wiping his face that was surely glistening with little girl’s nectar. “I'm coming, I'm coming.” He ran at the door looking out and sees the next door neighbor Sam Andrews. “Yeah.” “So you are here.” “What’s up Mr. Andrews? “Half the neighborhood, that damn dog won’t stop barking. “OH. Alright.” “Didn’t you notice?” “No, I'm babysitting Paley and we were playing video games.” “Muzzle him or something; I'm trying to relax.” He was looking over Jakes shoulder trying to see into the house. Jake matched him blocking his view. “Ok, sorry.” “What’s going on?” Paley asked as Jake came back in. “Nothing. I gotta bring Lucky in.” “Can I take off my clothes?’ “Yes you may,” he said opening the back door and letting the agitated dog inside. The dog ran immediately to Paley his nose in her crotch. Jake wasn’t ready yet to share the girl. He went to the garage and found Lucky’s muzzle. He had never had to use it before but if the dog wasn’t going to settle down, he might. Jake took off his clothes and grabbed the intoxicating little girl, kissing and hugging her as she squirmed affectionately in his arms. He lay the little girl down on her back, stroking her hair and kissing her neck in the midst of the pillows and he maneuvered between her legs. She was eager for his long thick cock to fill her and she spread her legs as far as they could go while Jake sunk the length of himself into her hot silky tight pussy. He realized being in her tight hot depths, that yesterday was not a wonderful dream. But though surreal, it was his wonderful erotic life now. Jake finally let Lucky fuck the little girl several more times before he put him outside for the night. Then Jake took the girl to his mom’s master bath and ran a hot bath for her. Letting her soak with him the bubbled filled water, while he fingered her pussy. Jake brushed the little girl’s hair before dinner which they both finally dressed for. Jake had ordered Chinese to be delivered. The little girl was so exhausted, she passed out in front of the TV in the midst of eating. Paley so was spent, that when Karen called that evening Jake couldn’t wake her up. Jake at first feared the worst, which was they may head home early. But it was obvious that Karen had other things brewing at the spa because she took his word for it. Jake cleaned up the living room putting everything away while Paley slept soundly in his room. When she did wake he left his bedroom door shut and she was secure in his bed as he fucked her repeatedly until Monday afternoon. Lucky scratching and whimpering at the door the whole time. x “Don’t tell anyone ok, or we won’t be able to do this anymore and they maybe will even take Lucky from us.” Jake said nuzzling up to Paley in his bed. “Do you want that?” “No. I won’t tell.” She said hugging Jake, laying across his chest. . By the time the two women came back home Monday evening, Jake had made Paley dinner, given her shower and fucked her once more before she drifted off to sleep. Evie was not at all surprised the house was still intact when she got home. She kissed her son and went to bed for work the next day. Karen on the other hand, went in to check on her exhausted daughter who only sang the praises of Jake and what a fun time she had with him and Lucky all weekend. . “I want to thank you Jake for looking after Paley.” “It was my pleasure, Karen.” He said heading upstairs for bed. He was exhausted as well and any dislike he had for Karen was all but gone. Though he still didn’t care for her he didn’t want Paley going anywhere, so he’d have to put up with her. Karen stared at the tall blond teenage boy. She couldn’t put her finger on it but Jake was different, and she liked the difference. Whether it was that fact that he was a very attracting young man, that he had proven himself responsible and trust worth by taking such good care of his daughter or whether it was her re-awakened libido. Karen liked what she saw in Jake now. She really liked it. She shook off the hot shards of pleasure rippling thru her now. She couldn’t think like that. That was her best friend’s son. . To be continued? |
Part 4: I knew what I was going to find on the other side of that door, but I still didn't have the guts to open it. Sonja had just come into the kitchen saying that there was someone in the shed, and considering the strange phenomena that had been happening to me lately, the circumstances of this stranger's presence were obvious. But I knew I had to face this new trial. Behind me were Momo and Sonja, Momo's ears twitching from her curiosity and Sonja growling and fighting her instincts to bark and yell. I opened the door of the shed and my palms met my face. "Goddammit, this isn't funny anymore!" Crouching in the back of the shed, surrounded by overturned firewood, was a small girl, drop-dead beautiful. With short white hair and waxy skin, she almost looked like a ghost. On the sides of her head were two fuzzy ears like satellite dishes, and wrapped around her ankles was a tail like a length of rope. She was shivering with teary eyes, cowering at the sight of me, a scrawny little thing. From the look of her, she was (or technically had been) a mouse living in the shed. She transformed last night under the woodpile, knocking it over. "Are you… Master?" she whimpered, covering her mouth with her hands as if to chew her nails. Great, now I have a kid to take care of. Looks like I won't be "playing" with the new girl. "Yeah, I guess I am," I said with a sigh. I took a step towards her and she squealed in terror. "Please don't hurt me!" I stopped, shocked by her cry. This was certainly new. With Momo and Sonja, I had gotten to know both of them as animals before they transformed, meaning that they loved me before they became people. But this new girl, I had never met her before. Perhaps she had seen me come into the shed while she was living in here, but that was it. I was going to have to build up a relationship with her from scratch. Not to mention this added credence to my theory that the girls actually acquired knowledge of human vocabulary rather than remembering it from past exposure. "Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you. Just let me get a look at you." "Who are you?!" Sonja yelled. "What are you doing in our shed?!" "Sonja, Momo, go wait inside!" I couldn't let the two of them crowd the new girl. They refused to leave so I was forced to herd them back to the house and toss them inside. I returned to the shed, the girl still cowering in the corner. "Relax," I said, "I just want to check you out." I slowly approached her, my arm outstretched. With every step I took, her shivering increased and she tried harder and harder to burrow into the corner and hide from me. At last, I rested my hand on the top of her head, and I felt her tension begin to wane. I ruffled her hair, the way I would Momo or Sonja, and she soon became calm, though she remained curled up in a ball. "See? No one is gonna hurt you. Now let me see that pretty face of yours." She looked up at me, her face like a doll's. She was beautiful, but something didn't quite look right. I then did a quick check of her body, finding dirt and signs of slight frostbite from after she transformed. "Aren't you a little cutie? Come on, let's bring you inside, get you something to eat, and get you clean and warm." I scooped her up in the princess hold, her small body even lighter than it looked. She didn't resist me picking her up, but she grabbed her tail and clung to it. I carried her outside, letting the sunlight shine on her. I could see Momo and Sonja in the windows, watching us like wolves eyeing a wounded deer. I opened the door and Sonja rushed over, sniffing her the way only a dog would. Suddenly swarmed by the blonde beauty, the new girl squealed in fear and buried her face in my chest. Momo, on the other hand, kept her distance, but the twitching of her ears and look on her face told me that she was very curious. "Both of you get back! Scram!" I kind of had to kick them a little to get them to back off, sending them scurrying back to the couch to watch us. I brought the girl into the kitchen and sat her down in one of the chairs. Now with proper lighting, I was able to get a better look at her and confirm the strangeness of her body (beyond her ears and tail of course). She wasn't a little girl; she was a woman, well, college student age, but just tiny. I don't mean that she was stocky and scrunched up like a midget (I know I should say little person, but there aren't any around, so fuck it, I'll say midget), I mean her body was perfectly proportionated, but it was as if all her atoms were closer together than they would be for normal people. The bone structure of her hips, face, shoulders and the rest of her body belonged to a girl on the tail-end of puberty. She was like the tiny woman that Moe dated in that episode of The Simpsons. Her flat chest and shy mannerisms just made her look like a child from a distance. Quite simply, she was "mousy", pun very much intended. It made sense in a weird way, her appearance at least. Since she was such a small animal before, it would be strange if she wasn't also small in her human form. After all, Sonja, formerly a dog, was taller than Momo, formerly a cat. It certainly explained her flat chest. She was also at the same developmental stage as Momo and Sonja, comparable to a nineteen or twenty-year-old. Maybe the age of the human form was based on the lifespan of the animal form. If, as a golden doodle, Sonja could live to be fourteen, then were she seven years old when she transformed, she might have the body of a forty or fifty-year-old. Or maybe whatever weird magic was causing this simply transformed the girls into human bodies at peak sexiness. Anyway, since she wasn't actually a kid, I seemed I might be able to play with her after all. "Let me get you something to eat." Considering what she had originally been, and the fact that she had just transformed, I went with something simple, a peanut butter sandwich and a glass of milk. As I worked, all three girls watched me, the mouse from her chair, now pulling her feet up and hugging her knees to her chin, and the cat and dog from the living room, their heads poking up from above the back of the couch. I set down the food and drink in front of her and took the nearby seat. "Here you go. You eat the sandwich with your hands, and for the milk, you pick up the glass and bring it to your lips to drink." Her eyes moved from me to the sandwich, the look of fear on her face still sharp. She snatched up the sandwich and sniffed it. Liking the smell, she started to nibble on it with rapid, tiny bites, the way a rodent would. As she ate, I pulled out my phone and called the office. As the manager, it was no big deal for me to be late, and as long as someone covered for me, there were even times when I could take the day off. It would be better not to skip the whole day, so I just called my assistant and told her I would be in later. I turned off my phone as the girl began trying to pick up the cup. She clearly was still getting used to her new body. I helped her out and clasped her hands around the cup, her pale face turning red as my hands overlapped hers, and then I helped her bring it to her mouth. Both Momo and Sonja had seen me do things like this before they transformed, so it was easy for them to do it when they first turned. Even with my help, some milk trickled from her mouth. I got a paper towel and wiped the drops off her chest, suddenly finding myself aroused. Normally, small boobs aren't that great. I mean, of course, boobs are boobs, but Momo and Sonja had spoiled me. But strangely, the fact that her body was so small actually made her flat chest very sexy. I wanted to tickle her little pink points and made her shiver. In fact, everything about her was turning me on. Her shyness and innocence made me almost want to dominate her a little bit. She was very… how do I say this… she was very… molestable? No, that sounds too creepy. I waited for her to finish eating before I spoke to her. "It's good, isn't it?" She nodded, but still looked fearful. "Tell me, do you have a name?" "A name?" "You know, something I can call you? My name is-" "Master!" Sonja yipped. "Can we come see her now?" "Not yet. I'll wait until she's comfortable, then you can come over." I turned back to the girl. "Anyway, they call me 'Master'. You said that too, didn't you?" She nodded again. "So, you can call me that if you want. Do you have a name?" Unlike Momo and Sonja, I had not given this girl a name, no one had. Would she come up with one herself? "No, I don't," she murmured, looking away as if ashamed. I almost expected her to start crying. "OK, then I'll give you a name. From now on, your name is… Chloe, a cute name for a cute girl." I patted her head and she looked at me. "Chloe?" "That's right. Now, once you finish your sandwich, I'll give you a bath." "A bath?" "It's like sitting in a big puddle of hot water. It must have been freezing out there last night. You've got some signs of mild frostbite. A nice bath will help you heal and get you all cleaned up." In all honesty, I was very much looking forward to giving her a bath, but as my thoughts continued on down that line and expanded into greater things, I realized an inherent danger: I had no idea whether or not Chloe could get pregnant. Momo and Sonja had both been spayed when they were animals (at least there was a good chance that Sonja had been spayed, but I couldn't be sure), and as such, had never shown any symptoms of a menstrual cycle. There were only two possibilities: either Chloe could end up pregnant if we "play together", or she was sterile in this form and I didn't have to worry. Until I knew which it was, I had only three courses of action. The first was that I simply use a condom, but frankly, I'm just not that kind of guy. If I can't do it raw dog, I don't really see a point in doing it at all, especially if it's my first time with this new girl. The second was to try and get her onto some kind of contraceptive, but I had no idea how to even get it and I didn't want to risk giving Chloe medications that could be dangerous. The third was the most painful but ultimately the best choice: wait one month before having sex with her. If she didn't have a menstrual cycle in that time, then it meant she and the girls were all naturally sterile, or at least that she didn't operate on the same cycle as normal human women. Besides, it was far too early for me to play with her. I needed to build up a trust between us. "Ok girls, you can come in now." Sonja immediately rushed in, smelling Chloe just like before with her tail wagging. The albino pygmy gave a pathetic whimper as Sonja prodded her with her nose. Momo came in much more slowly. "These two are Momo and Sonja. They're just like you." "I'm Sonja!" the doodle cheered. Momo didn't reply and simply huddled behind me. Was she feeling jealous like when Sonja transformed? No, it didn't seem that way. She also didn't seem afraid. "Are you going to play with her, Master?" she asked. It was not the question that surprised me. I had expected her to ask that after everything with Sonja. It was the way she asked, very casual, that surprised me. I looked back at her and realized that her tail was swaying and there was a soft purr in her throat. "Play?" Chloe asked, once again tense. Was it something painful? "Playing with Master is a lot of fun!" said Sonja. "We do it all the time! It feels amazing!" "Hold on, girls. Let's take it slow. You both were with me a long time before I played with you. I'm going to wait for Chloe to become comfortable with me. Now, let's move this conversation upstairs. Chloe? Can you walk?" Being addressed, Chloe's first instinct was to release a terrified squeal and cover her head with her hands. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" "Chloe, it's ok, you haven't done anything wrong. Just tell me, can you stand up?" She looked up at me with big, tearful eyes, and nodded. "Uh-huh." She then got to her feet, her hands clasped in front of her. "Good girl. Now come on, let's go upstairs." I led her up to the bedroom with Sonja and Momo following, and sat her down at the foot of the bed. I then went into the bathroom and turned on the bath faucet, filling the tub with hot water. I came back out, finding her still sitting on the bed, but with Sonja pressed next to her, happy as could be. Meanwhile, Momo was lying across the pillows by the headboard. Not only was she still keeping her distance, her tail was continuing to flick and coil and she had a curious gleam in her eyes. "From now on, you'll be living in the house with us and sleeping in bed with us. It's certainly a lot nicer than that shed you've been staying in." Though now that I thought about it, I wasn't sure there was enough room. We slept on a king-sized bed, which, while large, was at its limit comfortably accommodating three people, all of which liked to stretch and roll while they slept. With Chloe also squeezing in there, we might end up packed like sardines, just like before. Maybe if we dropped the mattress onto the floor and added some couch cushions as an extension…? Those thoughts were pushed aside when Chloe got down on the floor and crawled under the bed. Her head poked out and she looked at me. "Can I stay under here?" she asked, but her shaky voice made even that simple question sound pathetic. "Well, I meant that you would sleep ON the bed." "I'm sorry!" she cried out, grasping her ears and pulling them down, looking like she was expecting someone to hit her. I sighed. "You really like it under there?" She nodded. "I feel safe." "Ok, I just thought it would be more comfortable for you in the bed. I suppose we can make a little nest for you under there with blankets and pillows. Just know that you're always welcome up top." For the first time, she smiled. In a few minutes, the tub was full and I brought Chloe into the bathroom, though I had to lock the door behind us to keep Sonja and Momo from following us inside. I beckoned Chloe to the tub. "Go ahead, the water is perfect. Just climb in and enjoy yourself." Clutching herself and shivering, Chloe walked over and first sniffed the water. She batted it around with her fingers, gauging the temperature, and then dipped her right foot in, one tiny toe at a time. She gave a tiny squeak and lowered herself into it, her breathing deepening as the water enveloped her. At first, she simply huddled in the middle of the sub, clutching her knees to her chest, but with some coaxing, I got her to lie back and stretch. I sat down on the toilet. "There, see? Isn't that nice?" She nodded. "Good, now, can you tell me the last thing you remember before waking up like this?" "I was in my burrow in the shed and I was about to fall asleep. I was tiny. Then I woke up and I was big. My burrow was ruined and I was cold. Then Sonja came." "You don't remember the actual transformation?" She shook her head. There was nothing she could tell me to answer my confusion. The only thing I was now certain of was that origin was me, rather than my old house, but that was a huge problem. Chloe was proof that it was more than just pets that could transform, and the range and time needed for it to happen was variable. Minus the times when I went into the shed, Chloe and I had never been in any kind of proximity until now, and I hadn't lived in this house for very long. It seems that coming out to the woods was a bad idea. Were squirrels and birds gonna start changing? Perhaps I should move again, someplace where there aren't animals, but where? Any desert that can't even sustain lizards would be too inhospitable for us. Maybe I could move to a tiny island? No, because there are still animals there, crabs and mussels and everything else. It would be a major pain in the ass if I woke up to find a mermaid washed up on shore. Maybe northern Alaska or the Arctic? But then how would I provide for the girls? Perhaps if it was isolated enough to be away from the wildlife but not be too far from people and employment, maybe I could work on an oil rig? But I'm not sure I have what it takes for a job like that. I may be a Mainer, but I don't have antifreeze for blood. I'm just an office guy. Plus, it would be hard to imagine the girls being happy when surrounded by ice 24/7. Either way, I couldn't move now. All my finances were tied up in this place and I now had another mouth to feed. I'm the lone breadwinner of a family of four and it would take a long time to get another job at the same financial level. At the very least, with Chloe's size, she hopefully wouldn't eat as much as Momo and Sonja, but we would certainly need to get that vegetable garden going. Hell, it might be a good idea to go to the government or the scientific community. I had worked hard to avoid exposure, but maybe we would be treated like celebrities, our needs taken care of in exchange for the chance to study us. But enough about that, it was time to indulge my inner-scumbag. I may not be able to "play" with Chloe, but I could still have a little fun. "I'm not sure how you'd keep yourself clean out in the wild, or if you even bothered, but now that you're a person, you need to learn to bathe. Since you'll probably want to stay naked most of the time, you're going to inevitably get dirty and sweaty. So, you're going to need to shower every couple of days. I'll show you how. First things first, get your hair nice and wet." Chloe began splashing herself. "No, I mean lower your head into the water." She had a strong look of uncertainty, and I could understand why. Like Momo and Sonja, she not only had huge ears (the largest of the three of them), but huge ear canals. Every time the girls took a shower or bath, it would take them several minutes to get the water out of their ears. "Don't worry, you'll be fine. The girls will show you how to get the water out of your ears." With that encouragement, she slipped farther into the tub, letting it come up to her chin and then leaning her head back. She scrunched her face up as she felt the water flood her ears, and after a moment, she sat back up and leaned her head from side to side to drain them. "Good girl. Now I'll apply the shampoo. This stuff is to keep your hair clean, but don't use it every day or it will dry your hair out." After taking off my dress shirt and undershirt, I retrieved the nearby bottle and poured some onto her scalp. I began working it into her hair and Chloe seemed to go limp. Her head was drooping, almost looking like a cobra under the spell of a snake charmer. Just like with Sonja and Momo, rubbing her head calmed her down. Her slender shoulders jittered as I rubbed her elephant-like ears, but from the small noises she was making, I could tell that she was enjoying it. "Ok, we'll let that sink in while I wash the rest of you. Come sit up on the edge of the tub and I'll get you nice and soapy." Chloe didn't understand but did as I told her. She sat her cute little butt down on the end of the tub with her back to me. It's amazing how something so simple as a girl's bare back can be so arousing. The line of her spine, the flexing of her muscles, the tenseness of her shoulders as if from embarrassment. I might not be able to last a full month with this girl around. I got the bar of soap and began rubbing it on her arms, making her shiver from the feel of my hands on her naked body. I then did her legs and her inner thighs, followed by her stomach. I was saving the best spots for last. I soaped up my hands and leaned against her, her back pressed to my chest. She shivered from the sensation and began to whimper as started working on her breasts. They were certainly small, just A-cups, but considering the size of her body, that just made them cute. I ran my palm and fingers across them, toying with her little pink areolas. "Master!" she whimpered. She covered her mouth with her hand, chewing on her finger as her nipples became erect. I knew this felt good for her, she simply was not used to these sensations. I began gently tugging on her nipples, trying to draw out the tiny squeaks she was working so hard to contain. I couldn't help myself, I started running kisses up her shoulder and neck, savoring the taste of her soft skin. "That feels good, doesn't it?" I whispered in her ear. She squeaked in reply. "I'm feeling… tingly… down there," she said, rubbing her thighs together. "Oh, that just means I needed to wash that spot. Spread your legs for me." After wiping some excess suds off her petite breasts, I moved my hand down. At first, she had her legs spread, but the closer I got, the more she began to retract them, afraid of these new, strange sensations. I managed to worm my fingers between her thighs and reach her virgin slit. The lips were so plump and smooth, like two soft plums, they were just begging to be toyed with. It was too soon to actually start fingering Chloe, but I could just play with the entrance. I slid my fingers between the lips, squeezed them to make them puff, and tickled them, all while Chloe whined and squeaked. "Master, this feels really weird!" "Don't worry, Chloe, just go along with it." I continued like that for another minute, using one hand to toy with her nipples and using the other hand to tickle her labia. I couldn't bring her to climax with this low level of stimulation, but once I stopped, I could tell it had drained much of her stamina. I finished by washing her back and then scrubbing her under the water to get off the soap and shampoo. I finally got her out of the tub, clean as could be, and wrapped her in towels. "Now, since you just ate and had milk, I need to brush your teeth. This is something you'll need to do twice a day every day. It'll keep your breath fresh and stop your teeth from rotting." I sat her down on the floor and retrieved the toothpaste and new toothbrush from the medicine cabinet. With the brush wet and ready, I kneeled in front of Chloe. She was clutching herself and shivering, unable to make eye contact. This was concerning. Had I been too rough with her? "Chloe?" "Eeek! I'm sorry!" she squealed. "Sorry? For what? Honey, you haven't done anything wrong. I just wanted to ask if you were ok. How are you feeling?" She began squirming, rubbing her thighs together. "It felt weird when you touched me here." "I'm sorry. That's a game I play with the girls. I guess it's too early for me to play with you like that. Don't worry, I won't do that again until you're ready. I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable." "Master… It felt kind of good." "I thought it would. I'm glad. You have nothing to be sorry for. I'm the one who's sorry." I ruffled her hair and she again gave me a tiny smile, with her pale face now flushed. "You have such a cute smile. Before I brush your teeth, I should dry you off. Look down and hold your breath." I got another towel and wrapped it around her head and rubbed her the way I would when drying off a dog, using both the towel and the air to dry her hair. But I was also careful, long-since learning how sensitive these girls' ears are. She kept her face down and tried to endure it with a silent composition, but she couldn't stop herself from emitting tiny squeaks. Once her hair was dry, I helped her get the water out of her ears, each passing minute making her give tiny mouse yawns. "Are you feeling sleepy?" She nodded. "Then let's brush your teeth and then you can take a nice nap." I lifted her chin and brushed my thumb across her lips. "Ok, open up." She opened her mouth and I gingerly started brushing her teeth. She reacted the same way that Momo and Sonja reacted when I first brushed their teeth. The sensation of the bristles scraping against the soft tissue of her gums and tongue sent electricity through her nerves, and the fact that it was being done to her rather than doing it to herself intensified the feeling since she had no control over it. To them, the weirdness of the sensation was almost similar to a rectal thermometer. Her reaction was cute, to say the least, panting with watery eyes, as if she had been tied up and was being tormented by a vibrator. Once finished, she spat out a mouthful of foam into the sink and rinsed. "Now, let me smell your breath." She exhaled and I smelled nothing but mint. "Perfect. Good girl. Now, let's get you into bed." I brought her into the bedroom, where of course, Momo and Sonja were waiting. "Girls, unless you're here for a nap, scram." "I wanna nap! I wanna nap with Chloe!" said Sonja, jumping up and down and clapping. "Momo?" I looked at the feline, lying across the bed, tail flicking as if she was swatting flies. "Momo wants to sleep with her too." "Good. Chloe?" "I'm sorry!" "No, Chloe, I was just going to say that you should sleep in the middle. I know you said you'd sleep under the bed, but it would probably be better if you slept on top this time. Ok girls, under the covers." Chloe got into the middle of the bed and huddled under the covers, holding them up to hide her mouth. Momo and Sonja crawled into the bed on her left and right sides, their naked bodies disappearing under the covers. Chloe was so small compared to them, her head at the same level as their bountiful breasts. The three of them were cute beyond words, a trio of naked animal-eared girls, looking cozier than a guinea pig sleeping in a wool sock. I sat down on the edge of the bed and took turns rubbing their heads, making each of them smile. "You girls are just too much. Momo, Sonja, you be nice to Chloe, take care of her. When the three of you wake up for lunch, make her something to eat. Chloe, if you need anything, just ask them. I'll be a little late coming home, I need to get some stuff for Chloe." I then leaned forward to Momo and whispered in her ear. "Also, if you can teach her to use the toilet, I will be eternally grateful and bring you three a reward." I then kissed them each on the forehead as they laid their heads on their pillows, snug as a bug in a rug. "I'll see you tonight. Bye, girls." "Bye, Master," they all said as I tucked them in. ---------------------------------------- A few hours later, Chloe woke up to a strange sensation. She was being embraced and felt fingertips brushing against her skin. It was Momo, spooning against her, one of her nipples poking Chloe's ear. There was a purr in her throat as she dragged her fingers across Chloe's soft stomach, making the girl shiver from the sensation of being touched. Momo continued to purr, the movements of her hand becoming more and more intentional, as if searching for Chloe's most ticklish spots. Then she began to drift downward, her hand disappearing between the girl's slender thighs. Hanging out over the edge of the bed, Momo's tail curled as she began toying with Chloe's slit. The feeling of Momo's fingers probing such a sensitive place was drawing tiny squeaks from Chloe, unable to work up the courage to stop her. Lacking any sense of sexuality or the cultural values that humans applied to their genitals, the discomfort Chloe felt was due simply to her uneasiness of being touched by someone she didn't know. The same reaction would be drawn were Momo tickling her feet or playing with her hair, though they wouldn't make her blush and pant the way she was now. Momo leaned in closer to Chloe, the feline's excited breath being felt on the top of her head. Any time Chloe tried to move away, Momo would pull her closer and increase the intensity of her fondling. Soon enough, she even started to slip her fingers inside Chloe, making her whimper. That soft whine awoke Sonja, and the moment her eyes opened, she popped out of bed with a smile on her face, ready to enjoy the day. "I want to go run around outside! Chloe, come run with me!" Momo sat up, removing her moist fingers from Chloe's pussy and acting like nothing had happened. "Master said we had to make her something to eat and teach her to use the toilet." "I'll make the food, you teach her." "Momo wants to make the food. You teach her." "Rock, paper, scissors?" Momo yawned and nodded. With Chloe watching them like they were two titans about to bare-knuckle box, Momo and Sonja held out their fists and shook them. "One, two, three, shoot!" Momo threw rock with her thumb up, while Sonja did some kind of sideways paper with her fingers spread. It should be mentioned that neither of them had any idea how to play this game. They simply saw it on TV and thought that that was how disputes were settled. "Momo wins," the feline said. She was just guessing, but Sonja didn't know any better and conceded. "Ok! Chloe, come with me to the bathroom!" ---------------------------------------- In the kitchen, Momo poured a can of wet cat food into her bowl, some dog food with milk into Sonja's bowl, and set out a third bowl on the floor with some dry cereal. She had no idea what else to give Chloe. The dog and mouse came downstairs, Sonja chipper as usual, but Chloe now walking with her butt clenched. Getting her labia tickled by Momo had been pleasurable (at least physically), but Sonja teaching her how to use toilet paper was traumatizing. At least she wasn't taking it personally. She watched as Sonja and Momo kneeled down on the floor like sphinxes and buried their faces in their food bowls. Chloe followed their lead, taking the same position. Truth be told, she preferred this method to sitting at the table. The sound of slurping and crunching filled the kitchen. "Done!" said Sonja after a few minutes, sitting up with milk running down her chin. "Chloe, let's play outside!" Chloe had just enough time to finish the last of her cereal before Sonja grabbed her wrist and pulled her out the front door. She managed to break free of Sonja's grip and remained on the porch, but Sonja didn't seem to mind and simply pranced around the yard, singing to herself while her ears flopped and melons jiggled like dashboard bobble heads on a dirt road. Even in October, she could run around naked and be perfectly fine, though it took her a while to realize that Chloe wasn't actually with her. "Come on, Chloe! Let's run!" Chloe pulled on her ears, trying to hide her face while her frightful shivers returned. "But there are no leaves on the trees! The birds will see me and I'll get eaten!" Even after transforming, her instincts wouldn't let her forget what life was like in the lower tier of the food chain. Sonja lacked such instincts. "I wanna eat a bird! I'll chase the birds!" Sonja ran over and picked up Chloe, hoisting her over her shoulder. She dashed around the house, Chloe squealing in terror with her cute little butt in the air. Back inside, Momo was doodling with crayons, humming to herself with her ears twitching. ---------------------------------------- Momo was waiting by the door when I arrived home. "Master, look what Momo made!" She held out a picture of our strange little family, including Chloe. The childlike skill just made it that much cuter. "Aw, I love it! Did you girls have a nice day?" Momo nodded. "Yeah, it was fun." "I'm glad. Where's Sonja and Chloe?" "Taking a nap. They both ran around a lot." I walked into the den, finding Sonja stretched out on the couch. I patted her head and her tail began to wag. "Hi Master!" she said with a yawn. "Hey, sweetie, how are you feeling?" "Good, hungry." She then rolled onto her back. "Feed me and rub my tum-tum!" A quick belly scratch left her groaning in happiness. Before going to check in on Chloe, I got some firewood from the shed and built up a flame from the embers in the stove. In minutes, it was pumping heat through the house. I then went upstairs, where Chloe was under the bed, wrapped in a blanket. I climbed under the bed with her and rubbed one of her ears, slowly stirring her. "Hey, Chloe." Seeing me, her eyes went wide and she blushed. "I'm sorry!" she automatically squealed before covering her face with the blanket. "Chloe, you haven't done anything wrong. I just came up to see how you were doing." She slowly pulled back the blanket, letting me see her teary eyes. "Did you have a nice day?" "I guess. Sonja made me run around with her outside for a while. I was afraid the birds would get me." "Yeah, she loves to run and play, and unfortunately, Momo doesn't quite share her interest. I guess she was hoping you would be a more active playmate. But other than that, how was it? Were Sonja and Momo nice to you?" She nodded. "Good. Do you want to come downstairs? In the evening, we watch the news on the couch together and then I make dinner. Come join us." She followed me downstairs, where Momo and Sonja were already waiting for us, sitting at the ends of the couch in their sovereign territories. The question now was where would Chloe sit? There was enough room for the four of us to sit on the couch, but she would be beside me, meaning that either the cat or the dog were going to end up on the far edge of the galaxy. I took my place in the middle of the couch, leaving the decision to her. But instead of sitting on the couch, she plopped herself down on the floor, leaning against my legs. The news came on and we all relaxed. Both Momo and Sonja curled up into balls with their heads resting on my thighs. I tickled their chins and their ears, making Sonja wag her tail and Momo purr. Sometimes I would move my hands down and massage their breasts, relishing the feel of the bodacious dumplings in my grip. Down below, I had my legs wrapped around Chloe like a seat belt, keeping her warm and covered. She was looking in the direction of the TV, but I wasn't sure if she was actually watching or just drawn to the light and noise. Even if she understood English, anything she was hearing now must have been gibberish. I was starting to understand her little squeaks, differentiating between when they meant happiness or discomfort. When I played with her hair or tickled her ears, the squeaks would be high pitched, meaning she was enjoying it. The squeaks from that morning had been deeper with a slight whine to them. I was certainly happy. I was still full of questions as to this strange phenomenon and I was worried about the future, but there were few moments in my life that were better than getting to relax on my couch in my own house, cuddling with my three girls. The news was on, I had a cozy fire in the stove, and soon I would make a nice dinner for the four of us. It was bliss. Once the news ended, I went into the kitchen and prepared dinner. It was a simple beef stew, hopefully enough to leave us all full. With the addition of Chloe, I would now have to prepare larger meals. If I was careful with the pricing, I could keep the expenses low, but I would need to continue teaching the girls how to take care of themselves. I noticed that a third food bowl had been set out for Chloe on the floor next to Sonja's and Momo's, probably from when they made her lunch. I filled up each bowl with stew and set out a second water bowl between Momo and Chloe. "Girls! Time to eat!" They rushed in, almost sliding across the floor if not for their bare feet. Sonja was first, a big happy comet, jumping and wagging her tail. Then came Momo, dainty and elegant, looking like some kind of elf from a fantasy book. Last was Chloe, her tiny steps not making any noise and a look of uncertainty on her face, like a little kid on the first day of school, looking for her class. They all assumed the positions, arranged by size with Sonja at one end and Chloe at the other, but everything from their postures to their movements was perfectly synchronized. It was a relief to see Chloe enjoying her food. Considering that she had originally been a mouse, I was curious to see how well she would handle meat. I filled up a bowl of my own with stew and sat at the table, watching them eat. It was honestly better than television. Seeing three beautiful, naked girls eating on the floor like this was hilarious, sexy, and adorable, all at the same time. I was fairly tempted to crouch down over them and run kisses up their backs. But breaking the serenity, I saw Momo remove her face from her own bowl and shift to Chloe's. Chloe gave a tiny squeak of fear and surrendered like France. Momo had never done this before, at least never done it to Sonja. "Hey! Momo! Cut that out! That's not your food!" Hearing me yell scared her back to her bowl, but I was still angry. When the three of them were done, I stood over Momo. "I don't ever want to see you doing that again, got it?" Momo, kneeling on the floor, nodded. "Got it," she said softly, her face downcast. "Now apologize to Chloe." She turned to the mouse. "Momo is sorry for eating your food." Chloe blushed, apparently more embarrassed than Momo was. "It's ok! It's ok! I'm sorry!" "It's fine, Chloe, you did nothing wrong. From now on, if Momo tries to eat your food, I want you to take the water bowl and dump it on her head. Sonja, if you see Momo do it, splash her too." "Got it!" "Ok, now we can move on. Since you girls have been so good, and to celebrate Chloe joining our little family, I got something special for the four of us. All of you sit at the table." They took their seats, wondering what I was going to give them. I set out plates and glasses of milk, then from the fridge, I pulled out a small marble cake. I would have gotten chocolate, but with Sonja still being part dog, I didn't want to risk it. The girls knew it was food, they could tell that much from the fact that I had hidden it in the fridge, and while they didn't know what kind of food it was, they definitely liked the smell. I set it out in the middle of the table with a lit birthday candle in the middle. I suppose, in a way, this could be called Chloe's birthday. "Chloe-" "I'm sorry!" she squealed. Was she going to apologize every time someone addressed her? "I was just going to say welcome to our home. Now, you have the honors. Go ahead and blow out the candle." Chloe leaned forward and gave a tiny puff of air, almost like a sneeze, but it was just enough to blow out the flame. I congratulated her with a loving head pat and then went about cutting the cake. I divided it into quarters and gave each of the girls a piece. I hadn't really bothered with teaching Sonja how to use a fork and Chloe had just gotten here, so I simply let the three of them eat with their hands. Momo perked up from the first taste, her ears nearly flapping and her tail standing erect. "This is so good!" Sonja exclaimed, already with cake smeared across her face. The brightest smile I had yet seen on her doll face, Chloe gave a squeal of happiness as she took a bite. I couldn't help but laugh at the three of them, getting more joy out of watching them eat the cake than eating it myself, though it was delicious. They finished by licking the cake and frosting off their fingers and washed it down with the milk I had set out. "Can we have more?" Momo asked, her face as messy as Sonja's. "No, that was for a special occasion. But don't worry, there will be other times when I will get you sweets. Now, Chloe, I got some clothes for you on the way home. I want you to try them on to see if they fit." "Clothes?" "The things I'm wearing. The three of you wash your faces and we'll move back to the couch." Momo moved over to me. "Can Master… wash Momo's face?" "I'm pretty sure you can do it yourself." "Not like this." She then leaned forward and kissed me, her tongue slipping past my lips and running along my gums, searching for bits of cake and frosting yet to be swallowed. Understanding what she meant, I returned the affection, licking every corner of her mouth as well. "I want to do that too!" said Sonja. She rushed over from the other end of the table and I started kissing me as well. Chloe watched us, unsure of what we were doing. I couldn't help but laugh when Sonja finally pulled away. "That just cleans your lips, not your faces." I then started licking her cheeks as if I myself were a dog. She giggled and wagged her tail at the feel of my tongue. I didn't really clean the cake off her face, so much as thin the mess. I did the same to Momo, making her purr, especially when my tongue met her lips. Once they were both done, I looked over to Chloe. She was shifting in her seat, her head hanging low as if someone had just tickled her neck. She still didn't understand what the three of us were doing, but she was feeling a little bit left out. "Can Master… please clean my face as well?" I smiled and held out my hand to her. "Come here." She moved onto my lap and I licked her cheeks as I had Momo and Sonja. Her eyes were screwed shut but her squeaks told me she was enjoying it. Once I was done, she looked at me and I finished by joining my lips with hers. I didn't bother trying to French it up, as even this gentle meet seemed enough to leave her reeling. She obviously didn't understand what I had just done, but she was blushing. "That's called a kiss. You do it to someone you love." My words made her reddening face deepen in hue. "Ok girls, now wash your faces for real. Chloe, we still need to check out those clothes I got you." The girls cleaned their faces in the sink and then followed me back to the couch, where I had a large bag from GoodWill. Most of the clothes they sold were second-hand, but luckily all underwear was donated directly from retailers and never worn. I started by handing her a pair of panties. "Here, put these on." She, of course, put them on over her head, thinking that the leg holes were for her ears. Both Momo and Sonja had made that same mistake when I had them wear panties for the first time. In retrospect, I should have known by now to word it better and not leave it so vague, but this was too cute and funny for me to let this opportunity slip by. I wanted to take a picture just for myself, but I fought against it and told her how to properly wear them. It was strange, but when wearing only a pair of panties, she somehow managed to look even cuter. I then had her try on some sweatpants and jeans, then shirts, socks, and a hoodie. "How does that feel?" She looked at herself, toying with the string of her hoodie. "It's nice. I feel nice and warm. But I still like being naked." "That's fine, these are just for when you get cold or we have to go somewhere. Otherwise, you can be naked as long as you want." After she undressed, we watched a little more TV and then decided to call it a night. We headed upstairs, and I laughed as I watched the three of them brush their teeth at the same time. While they brushed, I took several blankets and pillows I had bought on the way home and set up a nest for Chloe under the bed. Once the girls were done with the bathroom, I went in to brush my teeth and they got all cozy. I came out, seeing Momo and Sonja on either side of the bed, and Chloe down below, wrapped up in blankets. It was such a beautiful sight that I almost didn't want to intrude. Whatever was going on was stressful, confusing, and oftentimes expensive, but I couldn't remember a time in my life when I was so happy. I didn't want any more girls to show up, but if they did, I would love them all the same. Tired from a long day, I turned off the lights and climbed into bed between Sonja and Momo. "Goodnight, girls." "Goodnight, Master," they all replied, with Chloe's voice echoing from down below. I set my head back on my pillow, pulled Sonja and Momo in close, and drifted to sleep. ---------------------------------------- The days were getting colder, and the girls, no matter how stubborn they were, caved in and started wearing clothes. It was certainly a loss, no longer being able to watch Momo and Sonja's melons bounce freely with every movement, but seeing them in yoga pants gave an added allure. I would keep a fire burning in the stove almost nonstop, starting it in the morning and then rekindling it when I got home and before bed. But for that luxury, gathering firewood became a continuous chore for the girls. I wanted to preserve our stocks until winter and there was no way in hell I would use any heating oil, so every day, they would go out into the forest and search for wood to burn. Chloe settled in to her new life, a smile on her face every day, shy and fragile, but a smile nonetheless. Whenever someone called out to her, she would instinctively apologize, even though we kept telling her that she had done nothing wrong. We chalked it up simply to a personality quirk due to her former species, like Momo talking in third person or Sonja's airheaded hyperactivity. With the arrival of the weekend, I resumed teaching the Momo and Sonja how to read. I even fulfilled my promise and got them several children's and picture books from the local library. I hadn't given Chloe her first lesson, but she sat with us when I helped Momo and Sonja read Dr. Seuss. Hopefully this would give her some insight into what she would be doing. The four of us were on the couch, I with a book, Momo on my left and Sonja on my right, with Chloe lying across Sonja's lap. "Do you like green eggs and ham?" Momo asked. "I do not like them, Sam-I-am. I do not like green eggs and ham." "Very good! Not too long ago, you would have had to sound out each word. Sonja?" She leaned over to read the next passage. "Would you like them her or ter? I would not like them her or ter." "Close. When there's an e at the end, it's a hard vowel. Here. And when t and h are next to each other, they make a thhh sound, like a hiss." She stuck her tongue out at me and hissed, harder than I had, and I hissed right back. It went on like this for a few seconds, she and I have a hissing fight before I finally laughed and kissed her on the forehead. Moving farther over Sonja's lap, Chloe looked at the pages. "I would not like them eer. I do not like green eggs and ham." I was surprised, then slightly disappointed, and then a bit proud. I had thought at first that she had actually read the passage, then realized she was simply guessing what it said based on the repetition of the words (hence, why she left out the "anywh" in "anywhere" and assumed the vowel rule applied), and was then impressed by the intellect it would take to actually get that far. I ruffled her hair, prompting her to close her eyes and give tiny squeaks of joy, albeit with her face looking like she was actually being tickled against her will. "Nice try, but you aren't ready for this stuff yet. And for the record, it's "anywhere". In this case, the vowel rule doesn't apply, like in "there". But it was a good attempt though." "Master, can we have green eggs and ham? I'm getting hungry," said Sonja. "Well I can't make them green, but I do have some ham steaks I can fry up, and I'll add some eggs if you girls want. I'll make them for dinner. But for now, if you're hungry, go eat some fruits and vegetables. I want to make sure you girls get enough vitamins." Sonja went to the kitchen to fetch an apple and then returned, allowing us to resume reading. We continued on through the book, then through the rest of the stack I had gotten from the library. Sonja and Momo took turns reading passages, and all throughout, I was giving Chloe small lessons. I was skipping over the introduction to the alphabet and simply showing her important words. Surprisingly enough, she understood it better than I had expected, figuring out the sounds associated with each letter and learning to assemble words. The sun was setting by the time we finished, but we still had an hour or so of light. "Come on, girls, let's go for a walk." ---------------------------------------- We took our established route through the woods, already worn into the underbrush from the pressing of bare feet and sneakers. Both Momo and Chloe clung to my arms while Sonja orbited around us, prancing and bobbing with a big grin on her face. Leaves were falling around us like rain, our Maine autumn approaching the point where beautiful turned to dreary. One such leaf fell on Momo's head and she stopped, letting go of my arm. Chloe and I took a few more steps and then looked back when we realized she wasn't following us. Momo was standing still, her eyes nearly rolling all the way back into her head as she stared at the leaf stuck to her hair. Her ears were flicking like crazy, and she started to blow air upwards, trying to get it off. I finally pulled it off and she shook her head as if awoken from a trance. "I wonder what it will be like, spending our first winter here," I said, looking at the leaf, red as a watermelon jolly rancher. "What's winter?" Chloe asked, her hold on my arm tightening. "Is it scary?" "Oh, that's right, this is probably your first winter. No, it's not scary. Winter is a time of year when it gets very cold, and the rain that we would normally get freezes, and falls as specks of ice, sort of like the frost on the windows each morning. That's why I've been so focused on gathering firewood, because we're going to need a lot to stay warm through the winter." "Momo doesn't like winter," my cat pouted, "the snow always makes my paws hurt." "That's what boots and gloves are for. What about you, Sonja, do you like wint-" I stopped myself as soon as I realized my mistake. Before I took her in, Sonja had been abused and neglected, and probably spent most of her winter nights sleeping out in the cold. That same thought went through her mind, as for the briefest moment, her smile faded, but then it was relit and she skipped over to me with her tail wagging. "I don't like being stuck out in the cold, but I love playing in the snow! I love jumping and prancing and swimming through it! And now I can go inside after I'm done playing! I can't wait!" I pulled myself free of Momo and Chloe and wrapped my arms around Sonja, holding her close. ♫ In the arms of the angels… ♫ dun dun dun… ♫ That's pretty much all the words I know from that song. ---------------------------------------- After returning home, I decided to try to teach Chloe a little bit more about reading. I introduced her to the alphabet, which she managed to memorize with surprising ease, much faster than Sonja and Momo. I had the girls help me with dinner, teaching them to fry up ham steaks and eggs (I hadn't forgotten my promise). After eating, we returned to the living room to watch some TV, then headed upstairs. ---------------------------------------- Momo groaned in happiness as she bounced on my cock, letting it stir up her pussy like a whisk. Her beautiful face was blushing, her pert breasts jiggling with every movement she made. "Master, your cock feels so good in Momo!" she cried. She was leaning back, looking down her chest at me. However, we couldn't make eye contact, as Sonja was sitting on my face. Sonja whimpered and moaned, feeling my tongue penetrate her. She gyrated her hips, a natural instinct when the sensations became too much for her. It didn't help that I was also stroking her tail, sending lightning bolts up her spine that threatened to decimate her sanity with each passing moment. Sitting on the floor was Chloe, understandably incapable of sleeping under the bed with both the mattress springs and the girls crying out. She looked like she was watching a horror movie, an expression of terror on her face, but with it, curiosity and even a seed of arousal. She had no idea what was going on, what the girls and I were doing. I had simply told her we were playing, after all, that's what it was to Momo and Sonja. But to Chloe, this was the strangest thing she had ever seen. Since she had transformed, her animalistic instincts for reproduction had disappeared. In their place was the potential to develop a human sense of sexuality. Like both Momo and Sonja, she lacked the lifetime of interaction and socialization that gave humans an understanding and perception of sex and intimate relationships. What she saw here was a physical act; it's purpose completely unknown, its origin and significance a mystery. From the way Momo and Sonja were acting, she equated it to their reactions when I would play with their ears and tails, but so much more intense. Shy and fearful by nature, it scared Chloe, especially the looks on their faces and the noises they were making. Were they in pain? She certainly couldn't imagine being penetrated like Momo not hurting. "ARUUUUUUUUUUU!" Sonja released her signature howl, announcing she had just climaxed and letting me drink her nectar. Panting like, well, a dog, she fell off to the side, spread out across the bed. With Sonja out of the way, Momo leaned over and joined her lips with mine, letting her tongue explore my mouth. I cupped her rear end with both hands and started bucking my hips, now able to actually move rather than simply let her ride me. Momo broke our kiss and wrapped her arms around my head, pressing my face to her chest and she whined. "Master, you're being too rough! Momo can't take it!" I didn't ease up, I continued ramming her until she climaxed, at which point I emptied myself into her. She collapsed on top of me and my deflating manhood was unplugged from her sleeve, letting my overflowing semen trickle out of her. She still had her arms around me, and we simply looked at each other and panted in each other's faces. Once we had caught our breath, we resumed kissing. By now, Sonja had regained her stamina. "Master, can I have a turn now?" "Sure, but I'll need some help getting hard again." A wide smile on her face, she moved over to me and took my placid member in her mouth. She sucked it gluttonously, slurping off the taste of my semen and Momo's pussy, all while coaxing it back to full attention. Once it was ready for her, she maneuvered herself onto my lap, her back to me with her legs tucked under mine so that they wouldn't get in the way. She backed herself up like a truck, her full moon ass pressed to my lap with my cock between her cheeks. It took a little maneuvering from the two of us, but I was able to guide my cock into her pussy, aiming it just low enough for it to slide into her. A blissful grin on her face, she began rocking back and forth, first leaning her body forward and then sending her ass crashing against my lap, each time relishing the feeling of my cock drilling into her while her breasts clapped together like two tetherballs. With Sonja taken care of, I turned my attention back to Momo, eager to receive my affection. I held her close and we began making out, our tongues searching for some new spot to probe. I moved one hand south, slipping it between her legs. She purred as my fingers entered her, stirring my seed in her cunt like cake batter. Feeling ravenous, I pulled my lips from her and instead wrapped them around one of her nipples, while the arm I had under her to hold her, I used to reach around and start tweaking her other nipple. Momo leaned her head back, covering her mouth with her hand as she whined and moaned. She would have liked to kiss me a little longer, but this was certainly euphoric as well, the feeling of fingers massaging her pussy from the inside while one nipple was played with and the other sucked. Her legs never stopped squirming, clamping together with my hand between them as if to both keep me out and lock me in, all while her sweet voice cooed in my ear. Her nipple was like a cholate chip, and every pull of my lips made her squeal, every lap of my tongue made her purr. "M-Master, Momo's gonna cum!" she whimpered. At the same time, Sonja's moans were reaching that signature pitch, her tail standing erect as she threw herself against me. I came just before she did, filling her with semen as she howled like a wolf. She collapsed, her face pressed to the bed with her butt sticking in the air, a string of cum connecting my P to her V like a spider web. Momo came just seconds later, her chest heaving from the excitement. I removed my fingers from her slit, varnished with seed and nectar, and held them over her face. Her lids lowered with fatigue, she simply opened her mouth like a Roman emperor being fed grapes. That said, as I swirled my fingers around her mouth, she became livelier, at least with her tongue, slurping up the two liquids with relish. Once she was done, I kissed her on the nose, drawing a tiny purr. "You're such a good girl. Sonja, how are you feeling?" She got back up on all fours and stretched, first leaning forward and then back, letting me see my handiwork. "Really good, Master! That was so much fun!" "Well it was certainly fun for me too. Ok, you girls go clean up and then it's time to sleep." "'Kay!" they both said, prancing to the bathroom. I sat up and retrieved some tissues from the box on the nightstand. As I cleaned off my pole, I looked over to Chloe. She was huddled in the corner, sniffling in fear. Crap, I had screwed up. I had decided to wait a few days before letting her see us have sex, but clearly, that wasn't enough time. I crouched down in front of her. "Are you ok, sweetie?" She looked at my limp noodle as if it was a weapon. "Are you going to play with me like that?" "Not until we've gotten to know each other better. I've been with those two for a while, so there is plenty of trust between us. I'll wait as long as it takes for you to be comfortable with it, and if you never want to do it, that's fine with me." She spread her legs, showing me her wet lips. "Watching you made me like this. I feel really weird down there." I smiled and patted her head. "Looks like you might want to try it soon, but take your time." She gained a smile of her own. "Good girl. Now, give me a kiss and let's go to sleep." She leaned over and gave me a tiny peck on the lips. I ruffled her hair again, making her giggle and she crawled under the bed. Momo and Sonja returned from the bathroom and jumped into bed. They showed surprising energy, considering how much I had worn them out with my awesome manliness and sexual skills. "Goodnight, girls." "Goodnight, Master!" they all cheered. ---------------------------------------- The next morning found me rushing to get out of the house. So many lost seconds had now added up to minutes that I didn't have. Even the office manager had to come to work on time (at least mostly). However, I had enough time to set up my laptop so that the girls could continue their reading lessons. Chloe would now be taking part so I left Momo and Sonja with the job of helping tutor her. They were upstairs, having gone back to bed. "Girls!" I hollered, "I set up my laptop. You can start your lessons after lunch! I'll see you later!" As I closed the door behind me, silence returned to the house. Upstairs, Sonja lay curled up in bed, sound asleep, but below, there was plenty of activity. Having crawled under the bed, Momo was once again spooning with Chloe, purring as she worked her fingers between the pipsqueak's legs. This had become a habit of Momo's. When Chloe was alone or everyone was asleep, Momo would pin her down and toy with her like this. The more Chloe reacted, the longer Momo worked her. Chloe whimpered and squirmed, overwhelmed with the feelings radiating from her pussy. The three girls still lacked a sense of sexuality, so to Chloe, it was like her feet being tickled against her will. As had been done to her, Momo got an idea and closed her lips around the edge of Chloe's ear. The nibbling sensation was too much for Chloe to bear, further enhancing the bubbling warmth between her legs. "Something is happening! I'm-EEEEEEEEEEEK!" A shrill squeal was released, its pitch high enough to wake up Sonja. She bolted onto all fours, her hair a mess. "HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY!" she barked, acting on instinct. Then, just as suddenly, she collapsed back onto the mattress and fell asleep. Under the bed, Momo continued toying with Chloe, but even rubbing her clit drew little response. It seemed the orgasm had sapped her strength. Now bored, Momo shrugged and climbed back onto the bed, pulling the blankets over herself so that she could nap. ---------------------------------------- Hours later, the girls all woke up, craving an early lunch. The fire in the stove was still burning strong and the house was warm, so they didn't bother to get dressed. They moved downstairs and raided the fridge, glad to find some leftover ham steaks and eggs from the night before. Luckily, they had been taught how to use the microwave. After eating, they settled down at the dinner table and brought my laptop out of sleep mode. "Why does Master want us to know how to read?" Chloe asked. "He said that it would help us entertain ourselves if we could read books," said Sonja. "Wasn't it fun reading those picture books yesterday?" Chloe nodded and the first video was started, a woman speaking to the viewer from in front of a dry erase board. "Is that the same woman from the TV shows? How did she get into the computer? Did she climb inside when we weren't looking?" "Master says that they are all different people, but Momo can't tell the difference." The lessons began and Chloe worked diligently to perform all of the instructed exercises, holding a crayon in her tiny fist with her face inches from the paper. Momo and Sonja did them as well, for even though they had already seen these videos before, they could certainly use a refresher. Two hours passed before they all decided it was time for a break. But as Sonja reached out to hit the space bar and pause the video playing, a squirrel caught her attention outside and her hand slipped, pushing the wrong button. The window closed, showing the desktop. All three girls squealed in terror. To them, they might as well have dropped a brick on the screen. "Did we break it? Did we break Master's thing?" Chloe cried. "He'll be mad at us if he sees it like this! He wanted us to do the lessons and now we can't do the lessons and he wanted us to do the lessons!" said Sonja, gripping her head as if afraid of it falling off her shoulders. "Momo doesn't want to make Master upset!" "Momo! You have to fix this!" Sonja exclaimed. The feline turned to her, looking as if she had just been slapped in the face. "Momo doesn't know how to fix this!" "You've been with Master the longest! You've seen him use it more than any of us!" "Please fix it, Momo!" Chloe begged. "Ok! Ok! Momo will try!" She took Chloe's place in the middle and pulled the laptop over to her. It's true, she had seen this thing used for countless hours, but she had never paid any actual attention. She looked at the desktop, seeing folders and icons, some of them with words she recognized, but none of them looking like they had anything to do with the reading lessons. "What does Master normally do on this thing?" Chloe asked. "Well, when he wants to do something, he brings this pointy thing down… by touching this spot here." She dragged her finger across the trackpad, moving the cursor. There was a time when upon seeing that cursor moving across the screen, Momo would be tempted to swat at it like it was a fluttering moth. Technically, it was still that time, but she managed to resist her instincts and bring the cursor down to the bottom. The dock automatically sprung up, making all the girls tense and move back. This was uncharted territory for them. "Then what does he do?" Chloe asked. "Master picks one of these things and taps it." Momo's eyes fell to the Chrome icon, round and colorful, just begging to be played with. She inched the cursor over to the icon, and after several confusing taps, managed to click it. "Look, it's bouncing!" said Sonja with her tail going wild. A new window was brought up and Momo nodded. "Ok, this is starting to look familiar." Sonja leaned forward, resting her giant breasts on top of Momo's head. Normally Momo would shy away at the feeling of having her ears crushed, but she was too focused on what was going on. "Oh yeah, I remember seeing this. What's that big word? Goo…gle? Is that how it's pronounced? Goo-gle?" Sonja asked. "Maybe it's called Google," said Chloe. "Yeah, Momo heard Master use that word before." "But what's a Google? Is it something you eat?" "Momo has seen Master use this. He puts in words and it does something." Momo looked at the keyboard. There were so many buttons, but the fact that she recognized the letters helped her stay calm. "What should Momo put in?" "Try 'read'," said Chloe. Momo clicked on the search bar and typed the four letters, all with just her index finger. They stared, waiting for something to happen. "What now? Momo doesn't know what to do next." "What's that word there? Se-arch? Does that mean anything?" asked Sonja. "Maybe it's actually saying 'search'. Trying clicking it." Momo clicked on it and the search results were brought up, but they didn't see what they were looking for. "Nothing," Momo grumbled. "Try 'how to read', maybe that'll do it," said Chloe. Momo typed it in, but did not know how to put in spaces. Luckily Google had her back and did it for her. Another list was brought up, but the outcome was the same. "Is there any way to move down? I think I've seen Master move down before." "Momo thinks Master does… this?" It took some more fiddling, but she managed to figure out how to scroll down. There, at the bottom of the page, was the Youtube video. "There it is!" exclaimed Chloe. Momo clicked on it and they were brought back to the start of the playlist that had been set up for them. The girls jumped up and cheered, having avoided disaster. Momo suddenly stopped. "Do you realize what this means? We know how to use Master's computer! Imagine what else we can do with it!" "But Master will be mad if we mess around with it!" said Chloe. "Or he'll be proud of what we can do! Maybe if we impress Master, we'll get another cake!" Both Sonja and Chloe licked their lips. There was no way they could ignore such a possibility. They all sat back down, trembling with excitement. "What should we do first?" asked Chloe. "Let's go back to Google," said Sonja. "This might send us back," Momo said, moving the cursor up to the arrow in the corner. She clicked on it and they were brought back to the results page. All three girls gasped in awe at their incredible technological prowess. "What should we do now? Should we put in another word?" "Let me try! Let me try!" Sonja reached over Momo's head and scrolled up to the search bar. There, she typed in 'dog'. On the side of the results page was a cluster of images. "Oh! There are pictures!" Jumping up and down in excitement, she clicked on the pictures and squealed in happiness. The first picture was of a golden retriever puppy. "That's me! That's what I used to look like!" Momo helped her move through the pictures, staring in awe. Chloe was the same way, unable to believe there were so many animals in the world. After all, the world to her was nothing more than the property. "My turn!" she said. Chloe went back to the main page and she typed in "mouse", then went and checked the images to the side. She stared in shock, unable to believe that was her original form. While she looked through the pictures, a hungry expression crossed Momo's face. Momo of course then took her turn, looking up pictures of cats, which of course brought up many more results. Her reaction was much more low-key, but considering that cats were solitary creatures, that wasn't very surprising. For the next half-hour, they continued looking up random words and subjects. Even while literate (at least mostly), they didn't bother clicking on any links or results and simply entertained themselves with pictures. But what they couldn't understand was why looking up 'play' and 'playing' brought up none of the pictures they had been expecting. Eventually, though, they got bored with simply looking at pictures. "What should we do now?" Momo asked. "Well what does Master normally do?" asked Chloe in return. "There are those words at the top of the screen, I think he usually does something with them. Let's see what they do," said Sonja. Momo moved the cursor up to the bookmarks bar and started clicking them one at a time. She recognized several pages, at least having seen them before, but none of them caught her interest. Then, in one of the folders, she saw something that she remembered seeing frequent visitations to, back before she had transformed. "Does this mean anything to you? XNXX?" Sonja and Chloe shook their heads. "No, what is it?" Sonja asked. Momo clicked it and was brought to the front page. All the girls' ears perked up, none of them having ever seen so many naked people at one time. Momo moved the cursor across the videos, causing the thumbnails to change into tiny slideshows. "I think those people are playing!" Sonja exclaimed. "Momo wants to see!" Chloe gained a nervous and fearful blush as Momo clicked one of the videos. Unlike Youtube, the porn videos didn't automatically start playing even when opened, so it took the girls a moment to figure out how to actually start it. The video showed a guy with three teenage girls. It started with the girls taking turns sucking him off, and whichever two girls were unoccupied would keep busy by making out. "Hey, they're kind of like us!" said Sonja with a grin. The scene then changed, one of the girls riding the man, her ass bobbing on his lap. At the same time, another girl was working her tongue on the man's balls and exposed shaft. "We do that kind of stuff too!" said Momo. Next, one of the other girls got in front of the girl riding the guy, shaking her ass at her. Girl #1 had her face buried in the ass of Girl 2#, causing Momo, Sonja, and Chloe to exchange glances. What exactly were they doing? In nature, it was common for animals to sniff each other's butts in greeting. Was this something like that? The angle didn't seem right for it to be cunnilingus. They watched the rest of the video and then moved on to the next. This one was a lesbian video, which came to a shock to the three girls. The movie progressed with the actresses doing all manner of things to each other, things that Momo, Sonja, and Chloe normally did with, well, not each other. Certainly, they didn't really have a lot of boundaries. In bedroom, Momo and Sonja had licked semen off each other's chests on multiple occasions, and there was that time when they fingered each other, but it was not like they had actually acknowledged each other in doing it. Hell, anything they had done together was simply due to the other being present or in the way, not out of any sort of attraction, even Momo's "bullying" of Chloe. They had never done things like kiss each other or go down on each other. Their minds had never even registered it as being possible, like they were suddenly discovering that people could walk through walls. Either way, it certainly left them interested. They spent over an hour watching videos, the three of them with slick inner thighs. Momo and Sonja found a strange joy in seeing other people play the way they did. It almost became a game, the two of them on the lookout for things they had already done before. The girl on girl stuff was still new to them, but almost every position a man and woman could do had already been checked off the list. They also noticed several new toys that they really wanted to play with. For Chloe, it was a much more mind-blowing experience. After seeing sex for the first time, she had had no idea what to make of it. All she thought was that it looked painful. But seeing all these people doing the same things, getting ridden, sucked, licked, mounted, spanked, and contorted helped take away that fear. In fact, she was starting to get curious. Once again on the main page, Momo scrolled down to the next video, but something in the title didn't make sense. Well, sure, a lot of the titles didn't make sense, but still. "What's this word? Anal? What does that mean?" "I've never heard it before," said Sonja. "Maybe it's something new." Momo clicked the video and they all began to watch it. At first it seemed normal; the woman sucked the man's cock, the man licked her pussy, they fucked in a few different positions… and then it got weird. The man started by giving the woman a rimjob, once again making the girls exchange glances of confusion. Why would a man lick a woman's anus? Then, with looks of shock on their faces, then watched as the man mounted the woman from behind, ball's deep in her backdoor. Their three sphincters slammed shut as they watched him take the woman to pound town. This was completely beyond their understanding. While it was true that several animal instincts had been lost in their transformation, one instinct remained ironclad: that spot was not for playing with! It was an exit only! It brought back memories of when they had been "housebroken", and for Momo and Sonja, the added trauma of rectal thermometers at the vet. They continued to watch with horrified expressions as the man sodomized the woman without mercy, assuming every position imaginable and beating her asshole like it owed him money. It was when the movie stopped that they finally closed the laptop. They all looked at each other, their hands having instinctively moved to cover their butts. "Master… isn't going to do that to me, is he?" Chloe whimpered. "H-he hasn't done it to us yet, r-right, Momo?" Sonja stammered. "Pants! Momo wants pants!" she exclaimed. ---------------------------------------- I got out of my car, so glad to be home. With the days getting shorter, it was getting darker and darker by the time I left the office, making it feel like I was working later and later into the night. This had been one brutal Monday and all I wanted was to collapse on the couch and snuggle with my girls. Maybe, just maybe, they could cook dinner for me and I wouldn't have to get up. "Girls! I'm ho-" Stepping through the door, I was nearly knocked over, the three girls clinging to my legs like parking boots on a car. And strangely, they were all crying, absolutely hysterical, and… wearing pants with nothing else? "Girls, what's wrong?" They looked up at me, all of their faces wet with tears. "Please don't put it in our butts!" they all cried. Wait, what? Please comment! I really want to hear from you! |
We used to swim in the pool and she loved it when I would throw her up out of the water by placing my hands on her ass under the water and lifting her up fast. When I was under the water I would admire her nice firm ass,of course my hands started to wander and I felt her pussy a few times without her minding or mentioning it. She was of normal build with longish blonde hair,blue eyes,freckles,nice budding tits with puffy nipples and actually a little nerdy looking, but very sexy. I grew quite attracted to her and often spied on her while she took baths and changed in her room. She was quite innocent and would often walk around in the mornings in her nightie and white cotton panties and I would just hang about in my boxers with semi hardons which she noticed. I remember sitting next to her in the evenings on the sofa while she lay with her feet towards me on her side watching tv, her panties slightly pulled up her ass and her pussy lips clearly visible through her panties, I would sit there showing off my hard on. When she grew older she moved up on top of the garage next to my bedroom, I was happy about that because it made it easier for me to spy on her,this is when I started to up my game. I moved a cupboard close to my door and on the side of the cupboard was a full length mirror that was visible to her when she opened her door, I would stand naked and fully erect,wait for her to come out of her room and she would glance at me in the mirror then shyly look down and walk off.I think me doing this sparked her curiosity about sex and me. Then one day in the pool we were sort of play-wrestling with me fondling her as usual,she then unexpectedly grabbed my cock through my shorts, I froze and she looked into my eyes and just smiled! She got out the pool and said to me, "Come". I followed her up to her room and she closed the door and said to me smiling, "Can I see it?" I nodded nervously unable to speak and pulled my shorts down,my large circumcised cock popped out semi erect. She stared and admired it and looked into my eyes and smiled.I lay down on the bed on my back,she knelt next to the bed and looked at it as it twitched and became fully erect. I asked her, "have you ever seen one?" And she replied,"No" I told her she could touch it if she wanted to and she took hold of it and commented on how big it was and at how hard and hot it felt. I took hold of her wrist and showed her how to wank and she started slowly wanking me, feeling my balls with her other hand.My cock was so stiff and hard,precum started forming on my tip and ran down my shaft,i felt myself starting to cum. My balls tightened and my cock swelled up and I started cumming thick,long white streams of cum onto her hands and onto my chest and stomach.Her hand slipped up and down my spewing cock, she was quite taken aback and she just said quietly, "Whoa! Wow!" Just then I heard a car coming down the driveway and scurried off to my room with my still hard cock sticking out in front of me and with her eyes still glued to it. The next day after I came home from school I knew that I had the chance to fuck her, she was in her room lying on her bed reading a book and I opened the door and came in naked,my thick cock fully erect swinging in front of me,she looked a bit shocked,sat up on the side of her bed with her feet on the floor and smiled at me,I walked up to her so my cock was right in her face and said to her, "why don't you try sucking it?" She replied, "Umm OK" She was blushing heavily as she took it in her hand,opened her mouth and took my helmet in her lovely warm mouth, I put my hands on her head and gently started fucking her mouth when once again we heard a car coming down the driveway, as I scurried off to my room she whispered excitedly, “come back later tonight when everyone is asleep ok" I went into my room feeling a bit pissed off about being disturbed twice now while trying to fuck her. Later that night after I heard my parents turning off the lights and going off to bed on the other side of the house,I took off my clothes again and opened her door, she was lying on the bed with her legs spread and her nightie pulled up a little past her belly button,my cock intantly grew hard at this sight.She smiled as I closed the door and knelt next to her on the bed.I started kissing down her thighs getting closer to her panties. Her skin was soft and my kissing had caused her to get goosebumps and I heard her breathing increase,I licked her panties feeling and smelling her pussy through the fabric which started getting wet. I reached up and pulled them down and she raised her hips so I could get them off her pussy. She had large lips with very little hair on them ,she had a patch at the top which was shaved neatly for wearing a bikini. She pulled the nightie off over her head to reveal her round tits with very erect and puffy nipples staring out towards me. I ran my tongue up her wet slit towards her clit and she jumped then sighed, her breathing was getting quite heavy as I licked and sucked on her pussy, sticking my tongue as deep as I could up her hole,the tip of my tongue felt her smooth hymen,i pulled out flicking it on her clit, she started moaning a bit and was pushing her hips up towards my mouth,enjoying getting her pussy licked for the first time which tasted a little salty and sweet. I kissed my way up her stomach and took a nipple in my mouth swirling my tongue around it causing it to grow stiff,she threw her head back and moaned a little more. I went back down to her pussy and licked and sucked her clit and tongue fucked her, she was going to have her first orgasm on my mouth. She put her hand over her mouth to stop her cries from waking up our parents and I just carried on licking her. Her legs were trembling and her hips were bucking at my mouth and I felt her cum, her pussy contracting and expanding on my tongue. She lay there for a bit,her nipples wet with my spit,she calmed down and then said, "Whoa, that was nice!" I pulled her by the hips closer to the edge of the bed and spread her legs wide, she went up on her elbows to see and she had a worried look as my cock was close to her pussy. I said, "It's OK Lisa,don't worry." She sort of smiled but still looked worried, I comforted her, "Relax,it's OK." I rubbed my cock up and down her wet slit touching her clit which caused her to take a breath in sharply,then I slowly pushed my head into her, she was very tight and her pussy entrance squeezed my cock hard,I looked up at her smiling,she had grabbed the covers with her fists still looking worried. I started pushing deeper rocking my cock in and out of her, her face was bright red and small beads of sweat had started forming on her forehead. I pushed even more deeper,her pussy straining hard against my big cock, I felt her hymen and pushed through breaking it. Her whole body tensed up and she took in an audible breath of air and her face was scrunched up in pain. I stopped thrusting and let her get used to my cock being buried in her pussy. I looked up and asked her, "Are you OK?" She replied, "Yes,it hurt a little" I slowly pushed my cock in deeper causing her to breath heavier again. I pushed it all the way in till my pubic hair touched her pussy lips then I pulled back till my head was almost out and then slid it in all the way back in again picking up speed till I was pounding her tight teen pussy hard. She was moaning and pushing back onto my cock cumming up and down it, I felt her pussy contract and expand like before when I was licking her out and it sent me over the edge. My balls contracted and I started cumming deep into her pussy,I pulled my cock out and shot streams of cum over her pussy and up her stomach. After I came we lay there for a bit and I slid up and kissed her slowly,our tongues swirling around each other. She used her nightie to wipe my cum off her stomach as I got off her. “I hope we can do this again?”,she asked smiling at me. “Of course Lisa,whenever you want!”, i replied with a grin on my face. I left the room and went to bed. A few days later on a quiet Sunday I came home at midday from a friends house,I noticed that there were no cars parked in the driveway. I opened the door and said aloud,”Hello...anyone home?” I heard no answer so I walked into the lounge and saw the sliding door open,I walked out and looked down at the bottom of the garden and saw her getting out of the pool. I hurried up to my room to change into my swimming shorts,my cock swelled in anticipation of being alone with her by the pool. I walked briskly off the patio and down the concrete and slate stairs towards the pool. She was on her back lying on a towel in a blue bikini with strings on the side. Her pussy bulged upwards in a beautiful curve and her nipples were visibly stiff from the cool water. “Hi Lisa!”,i said smiling and admiring her body. “Oh Hi!”,She replied while getting up and sitting crosslegged on her towel. “So where is everyone?”,i asked. “Oh they went out to the coast for the day”,she said,smiling eagerly. “Oh...so we are left all alone..”, I grinned sitting against a wall facing her. She smiled and took off her bikini top,her milky white breasts and nipples naked in the sun caused my cock to pump up to a full erection. She stood up and pulled the strings on her bikini bottoms and they fell at her feet. “Mm...very nice Lisa”,i replied as I stood up and dropped my shorts to my feet. Her eyes immediately locked onto my big stiff cock and she smiled and walked down the stairs into the pool,i stared at her milky white ass,i could see her large plump pussy lips from behind as she slipped into the water. She turned and faced me with only her head above the water. I walked down the pool stairs,my cock swaying slightly from side to side. I got into the water and swam up to her,we wrapped our arms around each other and kissed,i felt her nipples on my chest and my cock pushed up against her pussy. We got out the pool and she lent against the wall by the pool,i went on my knees and started licking her pussy and clit. She moaned and ground her hips forward against my face cumming on my mouth moaning and breathing heavy. I stood up and turned her around,she placed her hands against the wall and spread her legs,I looked down at her ass and pussy waiting to be fucked. “Fuck me please!”,she begged. I pushed my cock fast and deep into her,she moaned again,”Fuck me hard!” I gripped her hard by the hips and slammed into her,she was so wet her pussy juices ran down her legs. I reached around and cupped her breasts while I fucked her hard and fast. Her legs were trembling and shaking and she was moaning over and over,”Mmm..so good!” I was close to cumming and moaned,”Fuck...Lisa I want to cum in your mouth” She immediately turned around and went on her knees and started sucking my cock desperately. My legs were trembling and I came while she sucked my cock,she sucked my twitching cock and I exploded in her mouth and she swallowed my cum eagerly. She stood up and were just about to kiss when we heard some voices on the patio up by the house. We quickly scurried about getting changed and she ran up to the patio first while I tied up my shorts then followed. The days went by and we waited desperately to be at home alone,mostly on the weekends we had our chances because of school. Saturday came and we were alone for 10 minutes,she was sitting on the sofa and I walked past her. “Oh...Hi..Look what I did this morning!”,she said while slouching on the sofa,she pulled up her skirt and opened her legs,she had no panties on and her pussy was completely shaved smooth. “Oh fuck!....that looks good enough to eat”,I replied. She giggled and said,”go ahead then!” I got on my knees and licked up her smooth slit onto her clitoris. I kept on lapping at her wet pussy but had to stop because someone came home. Later that night in the shower I shaved my cock and balls too,it felt so smooth and made my cock look bigger. The next day we were finally left alone at home,as soon as the door closed she came into the lounge and said,”Come with me I want to show you something I found” I followed her into our parents bedroom,she opened the cupboard and on the top shelf was a cardboard box. “Reach up and take the box down you are taller than me and I cant reach it”,she asked. I reached up and took down the box,I placed it on the bed and opened it. Inside it was various sex toys,sexy underwear,tubes of lubes,stockings and suspenders. “Oh fuck!”,i laughed in shock. She giggled,blushed and said,”do you want me to try something on?”,she asked with a dirty smile. She was getting very experimental,firstly shaving her pussy and now with these sex toys I thought to myself. “Sure...Let me have a look and chose something”,i replied. In the meantime she eagerly got undressed and stood there next to me completely naked. I found a pair of pink lace stocking suspenders and bra and handed them to her. “I think these are nice..”i commented. She took them and inspected them closely and replied,”Mmm...good choice” She put on the bra which was the type that was open so her tits were out,she looked in the mirror next to the cupboard and giggled. She then slid on the lace crotchless pink panties and looked again in the mirror. She clipped on the suspenders and sat on the bed and rolled up the stockings and slid them on. She stood in front of the mirror and clipped the suspenders onto the stockings then put her hands behind her head and posed,firstly standing sideways and then backwards looking at how her ass looked in the pink lace G-string. I stood admiring her young body in the outfit,my cock was standing up in my shorts in a big bulge. She giggled and laughed,”looks like you like what you see!” I laughed and commented,”Very sexy Lisa and ....yes i do like what i see!” She crawled onto the bed on all fours,her ass was towards me,her back arched and she looked over her shoulder at me sexily. I looked at her young tits hanging out of the bra,nipples fully erect and her freshly shaved pussy which was wet and gaping open,her clitoris stood out aroused and swollen between her large plump pussy lips. I slipped out of my shorts and revealed my hard shaved cock. “OH..you also shaved!”,she remarked and giggled. I climbed onto the bed in front of her so my cock was in front of her face,she took my cock into her mouth and sucked it as I kneeled in front of her. I looked down her back at her pink sphincter which she had shaved too,my cock twitched in excitement as she tried to suck my cock as deep as possible. I almost came but pulled out just in time,I moved to her side and she stayed on all fours still arching her back. I reached into the box and took out a big bottle of lube and squirted some onto her ass cheeks,she flinched and giggled,”Ohh..that was a bit cold!” I rubbed the lube all over her cheeks,sphincter and pussy. I slid a finger into her tight pussy and rubbed her clit,she moaned a little as I finger fucked her slowly. I reached into the box and picked out a small vibrator,I gave it to her and said,”Use this on your clit Lisa” She turned it on and started rubbing it against her clit while i fingered her. I jumped off the bed and picked up a large towel and spread it on the bed,she moved onto it still using the vibrator on her clit. I moved in behind her and started fucking her slow and deep,her juices running down her legs onto the towel. Her legs trembled and shook as she came,i pulled my cock out and shot big streams of cum up her back as she moaned and slumped onto the bed in exhaustion. The weeks passed by and we took any chance we had to either have sex,kiss or perform oral sex on each other. I awoke a few times at night with her sucking my cock or riding me. She grew hornier and hornier,we even started losing weight from having so much sex. We also had to be careful so she wouldn’t fall pregnant so I had to pull out and cum on her or in her mouth which she preferred. I fantasised about having anal sex with her so once we were at home while our parents were out shopping I brought it up in a conversation. At first she seemed a little against it but soon warmed up to the idea. We agreed that on the coming weekend we would try. Saturday came and I slept in,I was awoken by a car leaving the house,the plan was we would be alone the whole day and night which of course suited us fine. I got out of bed naked and walked past her bedroom,her door was open and the bed unmade,a pair of panties and a nightie was left strewn on the floor.She had obviously woken up and stripped off and went downstairs,she had recently started walking around naked while we were at home alone,myself included. I stepped onto the cold steel spiral staircase and walked downstairs. I called out her name and heard her reply from the bathroom so I walked in and she was covered in soap and sitting on the edge of the bath and was shaving her legs. “Oh hello sleepyhead”,she said looking up at me smiling. I bent down and kissed her replying,”Oh hello early bird” I stepped into the shower and turned it on. I watched as she carefully shaved up her legs and over her pussy. She stood up and shaved her ass cheeks too,her body had recently developed and matured,her stomach had flattened,her breasts and nipples had got slightly larger,her hips had widened slightly and her ass had more shape to it. My cock had also changed too,it was thicker and my cock head had grown larger,I also noticed that i was able to cum much bigger amounts much to her delight. She finished shaving and blushed as she realised I had been watching her. She stepped into the large shower with me,I moved out from under the water and let her rinse off. I stepped up to her and wrapped my arms around her from behind,my cock rested up against her smooth ass cheeks. We stood there with the water running down our teen bodies. We got out and dried off feeling refreshed and awake. She stood with one leg up on the bath,her back to me,rubbing body lotion up her legs and body. I took some out of the jar and started rubbing it over her back. “Oh thanks thats nice”,she said She bent over seductively while i rubbed and caressed the lotion over her ass cheeks and pussy. My cock swelled so i rubbed some lotion onto it and stepped closer to her. She looked over her shoulder and smiled at me. My cock was rock hard and it slid into her pussy,she arched her back and spread her legs and moaned as I fucked her deep and slow. “Wait I want to ride you”,she said . My cock plopped out of her pussy and I lay on my back on the tiles of the bathroom floor,she went on her haunches over me and guided my cock back into her pussy. I looked down and saw her pussy sliding down my cock,all wet and aroused,her clit sticking up,she had both her hands on her slippery nipples tweaking and pulling them as she rode me up and down slowly,her eyes shut and mouth open breathing heavily. She started moaning and cumming,”Oh my god!” I felt her pussy contracting on my cock as she thrust down and stayed deep in me,”mmmmm!...oooohhhh”,she moaned and lifted up off my cock rubbing her pussy and clit. She grabbed my cock again but this time she held it at her sphincter,I couldn’t believe I was going to fuck her ass I thought to myself. My cock pushed at her sphincter and it relaxed and just the tip started to slide in,”Its so big...mmmm”,she exclaimed smiling. She lowered herself a bit more and I looked down and saw my cock head disappear into her ass. She kept it there and I could feel her clenching hard on my shaft,her ass was so tight as it gripped my cock. I looked down again at her slowly sliding down my shaft,her pussy lips were red and flared open,she was rubbing her clit in circles,she started slowly riding my cock up and down and moaned,”Oh my god..this feels so good!” She picked up speed and rode my hard cock faster and faster,the whole time rubbing her clit and pussy,my balls tightened and my cock started cumming,shooting streams of cum into her bowels,I looked up and she screamed out loud,her eyes scrunched up in the strongest orgasm I had seen her have.I looked down again at her pussy and she squirted and dripped a lot of milky liquid onto my crotch.She lay down on my chest moaning and panting,my cock still in her ass twitching and dribbling cum into her. We lay there,her head tucked into my neck both of us breathing heavy,it had felt so amazing cumming inside of her ass. She raised herself up and my cock slipped out of her ass followed by a large amount of cum which dripped onto my cock as it slapped against my stomach. |
Chapter 1 I’m Brandon. I was 36 when this took place a few years back. At the time I was married. 12 years to be exact. Like any married couple, we had our good times and bad. We lived outside of Pittsburgh at the time. I work for a food production company. Had been there most of my adult life. I manage one division there. My wife, at the time, worked as an executive secretary for a Real Estate firm. At the time of when this story took place, we were in one of those down times. She was on the go all the time, and took many business trips with her boss. I know that they were having sex. You can just tell these things. One night she came home from a supposed dinner they had to attend. I was horny that evening. Basically because we hadn’t fooled around in almost 3 weeks. And when we did, it was over in short time. My then wife was 4 years my senior, and still had a pretty good body for being 40. 5’5”, 140 pounds 36C chest, dirty blond hair, and matching landing strip on her mound. She always kept it neatly trimmed, but for the last year, she went with just a landing strip. When she got home, I was already in bed, but awake. She went to the bathroom for a few minutes, then came out and crawled in bed, naked, which is how we always slept. I said hi to her when she got in. I didn’t think she’d be home when she did get there, so I was in the middle of stroking one off, so I was hard. I think I startled her when I said hi. She apologized for waking me, but I told her I was awake, in more ways than one. I took her hand and guided it to my cock, and when she felt it, she let out a sigh. “Really? You want some? I am tired.” she said. She had also been drinking, because I could smell it on her breath. I didn’t say anything, but leaned over and sucked her one nipple. Then I started to kiss down her belly, when she stopped me. “No. Don’t go there tonight. Just fuck me” is all she said. She generally never says things like that in bed, unless she is super horny or drunk. So I got between her legs. I rubbed her pussy, to start getting her wet. But she was already wet. So were her thighs. So I just pushed myself into her. The feeling was different though. She is usually tight. Now I am not porn star gifted, but I am a bit over average at 7 inches, and fairly thick. But that night she was loose and really wet. I knew then she had already been fucked. I had my suspicions of this, but now this confirmed it. I just figured, “Fuck it. Just bang her and cum and be done with it. We can fight another time about this.” It was over in like 5 minutes too. I did fuck her hard too, and she pretty much laid there. She moaned once in awhile, not her usual. And I know she faked an orgasm, because when she does, her pussy clamps down and gets super warm when she does. After I shot off in her, I rolled off and went to sleep. I was angry, and hurt, but did not let her know. It was f the last time we ever had sex. But that’s another story. Chapter 2 About a month later, I had to go out of town to a food show in Dallas. I really hate going to these things. I’m usually stuck with my boss, who is a real killjoy. All business, almost 24 / 7. But this time, I was slated to go with another division manager, Mary, the Ice Princess, as she was dubbed by everyone. She hardly ever talked to anyone, but was also a fair, but tough boss that expected results from her crews, but also acted like she was pissed off about something. “Great” I thought. “This could be worse than going with the boss.” I knew Mary from staff meetings and seeing her around the facility, but like most, knew very little about her. Except that she was married, with 2 kids and that she was 44. She always dressed conservatively, and was highly thought of by the upper management. Her division always made their quotas, as did mine. But, if single, I'd definitely wouldn't mind being with her. Just check her attitude at the door. We were to leave early Monday morning and be down there until Friday afternoon. I wanted to take my golf clubs, but having her along meant I had to go to all the events this show had scheduled. From what I heard around the facility, she was big on rules. This was going to be no fun at all. Now Mary is attractive, but not stunning. She is 5’ 4, dark hair, brown eyes, and 36D chest. She is a bit chunky too, but carries it well. If she has a tummy roll, it is well concealed by her clothes. She also has a nice tan too, which I later found out because of her Italian / Mexican heritage. Her mom is Mexican and her dad Italian. Now I am not a bad looking guy, some say handsome. I am 5’ 9 170 lbs, brown hair and eyes. I do have a slight gut from chugging way too many beers and not enough exercise. The flight down was pleasant, since she sat 3 rows in front of me. When we waited at the airport, she wanted to go over the itinerary for the coming week. “Kill me now” is all I could think. On that flight, I was trying to think up ways to break free from her for at least one day, but hopefully more. The cab ride to the hotel was quiet this time, which I was thankful for. By the time we checked in, it was almost 1pm and I was famished. I asked her if she wanted to do lunch, but she said no. We both were on the same floor. I was shocked that we had rooms next to each other. “Shit” I though. “There goes any chance of hooking up with someone” I had already made up my mind that if my wife could cheat, I could too. I knew this marriage was heading to one place, and one place only, divorce. So after hanging up my clothes and putting other stuff in drawers, I went downstairs to the restaurant in the hotel. I knew later there was to be a meet and greet function that I would have to attend with Mary. I didn’t hear from Mary the rest of the afternoon, until she knocked on my door at 6pm. At the meet and greet, I noticed Mary drink some sort of cocktail. Again she dressed conservatively, with tan pants and a white blouse. Although it did show off a little of her olive complexion breast. We did make small talk for once. Not all business related. After meeting with a few reps, from various companies, I suggested dinner. Maybe it was the drinks, but she smiled for once and said, “Let’s”. We asked around about restaurants nearby and were pointed to a nice Italian joint a few blocks away. It was typical of many Italian places, but had that homey feeling to it. After looking at the menu for a bit, Mary asked if I enjoyed wine. Which I did. She picked a nice red. Again, she started to relax more, as the wine flowed. As we ate, she asked me a very pointed question. “Brandon? I know most everyone thinks I am a bitch, and I am fine with it, but do you think I am?” “Honestly?” I asked…….. “Yes. Please” she said. “No Mary. I don’t think that you are. I know how many feel at the facility. But I have never found you to be, at least towards me. I do think you are all business, and that, can be a drag. Especially in a setting like this. Where no co-workers, or even people we may know, are at.” “Well I am glad”, Mary said, then continued. “I try real hard to keep feelings and emotions out of my work life. I just feel that I have to do better than everyone else, to keep my position, or even move up in our business. Couple that with a mixed ethnicity, and it is a lot harder for me, than many.” She then went on to explain about her Mexican mom and Italian dad, and her home life, before marriage. She told me that she has been married 22 years now, but it is in name only. That kind of shocked me, that she would even open up about it. I believe the wine and the cocktail earlier is loosening her up some. I told her that I was married for the last 12 years and had one son. Then she said, “I bet your marriage is a strong one, unlike mine.” “Honestly. It is not. She’s having an affair, and I really don’t give a shit at this point. In the last year, I can count on one hand the amount of times we had sex. So this has been going on for a while now.” “Oh Brandon. I am so sorry.” she said…… I chuckled and said, “Yeah. That’s life. I try not to let it bother me, and now have come to grips with it. I have seen a lawyer. I just feel bad for Billy, my son.” “I know what you mean. The only reason I am still there is because of my daughters. One is a senior, and the other is a junior. Once they are gone, and off to college, so am I. We even sleep in separate bedrooms, and have for the last 2 years. He’s been cheating on me for longer than that. It just took me a while to realize it. Hell, we hardly talk anymore, except for kid stuff. But at least you have had some sex in the past year. It’s been over 2 years for me. And, when we did, it sucked.” I sat there and listened intently, as she ranted. This was probably the first time she had ever opened up to someone, or at least, someone she worked with. As dinner started to end for us, I made a comment to her. “You know. For the rest of the week, just be the real Mary. The one you really want to be. Stop thinking about work. Have some fun while we are down here. You know the old Vegas line. But here the city name changes. What goes on in Dallas, stays in Dallas…. Because I’ll never say a word to anyone.” At least I got her to smile some, after I said it. She didn’t reply, but just smiled. We walked back to the hotel in relatively quiet mode. Just a little chit chat about tomorrow. I told her I would meet her for breakfast at 8am. Once we made it back to our rooms, she stopped, just before entering. “Thank you Brandon. You are a good listener. It felt good to get some shit off of my chest. As I am sure you can tell, I don’t have many friends, and I keep everything bottled up inside. So Thanks. I will try not to be a Debbie Downer anymore this week.” “You are welcome, and thank you too, for listening. I too am not blessed with too many friends, and no one knows my intentions with my marriage. So your secret is safe with me, as long as mine is with you.” She just leaned over and kissed my cheek, then said, “That’s a deal.” Chapter 3 We met around 8 the next morning for breakfast. Today, she dressed in a light blue dress, and small heels. She even let her hair down some and I noticed she had on some makeup, which I have never really seen on her before. She looked quite attractive, at least to me. The top of the dress did plunge a little, but not enough to show too much boob. As we ate, we went over what we were to do this day. Boring as hell, if you ask me. But this was her first time at one of these, so she was excited. Personally, I’d rather hang out in my room all day, naked with her, or some other woman. Then, towards the end of our meal she asked, “Brandon?... Do you find me attractive?” I had to think on what I was about to say. With how the world in now and being politically correct and all. Last thing I needed was talking with HR when I got back. “You’re kidding….. Right?”..... “No. I am serious… You are a man, and I value your opinion.. And don’t worry, I’m not reporting you to HR…. Unless… You say I am as ugly as sin.” then chuckled. “Mary.. I think you are very attractive. And, if I can be so bold, Sexy. Why do you ask?” She let that question hang for a moment or two. “I just value your opinion. Couple that with how my husband makes me feel, and that I have never been hit on, either at work or out somewhere.” I chuckled. “Mary… No man at work is going to hit on you. Not with how things are in this day and age. Hell, calling a woman dear or honey could land a guy in a heap of shit. Your husband is a fool, if you ask me. But yes. I find you very attractive.” She smiled, then said, “Thanks… I find you attractive too”, then said nothing more. We visited a lot of booths that day and took in a few seminars, which were really sell jobs to buy their products. Towards the end of the day, she surprised me when she said, “Oh Shit… This is mind numbing.” I just laughed and said, “Yeah. I know.. I hate coming to these things….” “Then let’s head back to the hotel, relax some and go out for dinner and anything else we can find to do afterwards” she said. I agreed with her. We agreed to meet at 7pm. One thing about our rooms, they had a connecting door between them. As I stood in the shower, all I could think about was Mary, maybe naked right now, taking a shower too. I’d love to ravish her body and make slow passionate love to her the first time, then fuck like 2 teenagers after. About 6pm I got a text from my wife, stating that our son was spending a few days with her mom and dad. She had to go out of town to purchase a property in Philly. “Yeah. Right… You are just going to fuck and suck your boss.” I thought. I was tempted to say something to that effect, but felt, why.. Our marriage is done for anyways. Let her fuck whoever she wanted too. At 5 till 7, there was a knock on the connecting door. I was already dressed in black slacks and a dark blue button down shirt. Nothing fancy. I opened the door and my mouth had to have hit the floor. Standing before me was a knockout of a woman. Mary was wearing this dark red dress, that has a plunging neckline. Her gold necklace rested at the bottom, inside her cleavage. She even had her hair down, along with a medium shade of red lipstick, which I never saw her wear in the time I've known her. She looked absolutely sexy. Looking at her sex legs to her black pumps. Then I noticed her gold ankle bracelet. “ Damn” I thought. If she is trying to seduce me, it's working. Hell, if she said I could have her if I sucked a guy's dick, I'd do it in a heartbeat. “ Mary. You look absolutely beautiful. I truly mean that.” She smiled and thanked me and said I looked great too. I went to a drawer and pulled out a tie. She laughed and asked what I was doing. “ Trying to look halfway decent” I let her pick the place to eat. To my surprise, she picked this steak house. I guess, when in Texas, eat as Texan's, where steak is King. On the cab ride over, we noticed a Jazz nightclub. We both remarked that it looked like fun, and plans to visit after dinner. Dinner was fabulous. Our conversation went smoothly, not like the night before. We explored what each other liked, and disliked. We both like to ski, snow and water. She even likes camping, which my wife hates. Then she asked, “ Brandon, does my age bother you?” “Heaven's no. Plus you're what, 33? , and age is just a state of mind. If you feel and act young, then you are.” She laughed, “ Right now I feel like some college kid out on a first date, and not a 44 year old mother of 2. But, I have admit, this is fun and I really enjoy the person I'm with.” “ Good. I really am enjoying being with you as well. …. What say we check out that Jazz joint” The nightclub wasn't packed, but a good crowd. The live music was excellent too. The band then played a slow ballad, so we danced to it. She felt wonderful in my arms. She wore a perfume that really got me going too. It wasn't overpowering and smelled wonderful, which I let her know. As for drinking, we settled on a nice white wine. If this wasn't a date, then I have no idea what is. We danced a few more times before she suggested heading back. I assumed she was tired. Me? My adrenaline was flowing and I was hardly tired. Chapter 4 Once in the hotel lobby, she grabbed my hand and guided me to the little store they have. She picked out a box of cheese crackers and then a bottle of white wine. I raised an eyebrow at her. She giggled and said, “ let's have a pajama party. I'm hardly tired and don't want the night to end.” “ Uh. Small problem.” I said…… She looked at me, like something was majorly wrong. “What?’..... “I don't wear pajamas.” She laughed. “Boxers or Briefs?” “Boxers” I said…. She smiled, “There you go then” I didn't question any more and went with the flow. Standing at the elevators, we had to wait. As we waited, a big group came up and waited too. When the door opened, we went to the back of the car. I was against the wall, and Mary stood in front of me. Our rooms were on the 18th floor. Mary was right against me now and her butt was right against my crotch, and she knew it. All I was thinking was don't get hard, or she may freak. But freak she didn't. She wiggled her butt a few times, which made junior respond in a way I didn't want it too. She even grabbed my free hand and squeezed it. The last of the people got off on the 15th floor. So now it was just her and I. She didn't move at anytime, but I spun her around, looked into her eyes, then let my lips meet hers. Our lips opened and her tongue snaked into my mouth. It was a sensuous, yet passionate kiss. As the car stopped, and the door opened, we continued to kiss, but the broke it off and exited. She then walked quickly to our rooms, with me behind her, watching the sway of her butt. She opened her door and told me to unlock the inner door, and that she would be over in a few. 20 minutes later, the door opened and in walked Mary. I was just about ready to turn off the light and go to bed, thinking she may have had second thoughts about this. And now, If I thought she looked great before, she was over the top hot. I think my tongue even got hard. She had on a red silk night shirt. One the went mid thigh but cut up on the sides to just below her hips. It was button down and the top 4 were undone. I was sitting against the headboard, with my legs extended out, and wearing only my black boxers. I could feel my cock twitch, just looking at her. “Sorry” she said, “I was talking to my oldest daughter, who is 19. Apparently, the asshole isn’t home and hasn’t been all night. I mean my kids are old enough to take care of themselves, but damn, he could at least come home and check on them. My daughters hardly talk to him as well.” “It’s ok Mary. Had you not come through the door, I would have been fine with it. Ok. a little disappointed. I won’t lie Mary. I really like you. Like you a lot. I really love spending time with you. But I know what you mean about a spouse. Mine dropped ours with her parents until Thursday. She supposedly needs to go with her boss out of town. The more I think of it, the more I am glad I talked with a lawyer.” As I was talking, she opened the wine and poured us each a glass, then handed me one, and moved onto the bed. She sat next to me, with her back against the headboard, and her legs outstretched like mine. “Oh Brandon. I am so sorry. I’m sure neither of us signed up for a life like this. I know I didn’t. All I ever wanted was a partner that loved me, and treated me with respect and love. I had that for a few good years. But, then after I had our second daughter, I did notice a change in how he acted towards me. I had gained a good 20 pounds with that pregnancy, and had a hard time getting rid of it.” she chuckled then, but continued, “God. I can’t believe I am telling you this.” “You don’t have to Mary. I understand.” I said. “No. It’s okay. I think I need to unload on someone, and you have been a great listener so far. But after that, he hardly ever touched me, and our sex went almost to nothing. Before that, we were very active sexually. I used to love when he would just grope me in the kitchen, or anywhere really. I never said no to sex. I loved it as much as he did. But after that weight gain, it almost just died. Then I went on a diet and started working out. It helped for a few years, but he had changed. For the last 10 years, we have been married, but in name only. And, as I told you before, we have slept in separate bedrooms for the last 2 years. I don’t even want him to touch me, let alone fuck me……… Sorry. I didn’t mean to be vulgar.” I then softly laughed. “Mary. I think we both can use that word in the right context, and appropriate time. I do realize you are a lady, and will treat you as such. But, let’s face it, if we did have sex with our spouses now, that’s all it would be, fucking, but not love making. It’s all Joan and I have done in over a year. Really, the last couple of years. We too, were very active, then after she started this job a few years back, it has died down to nothing. And, like you, I didn’t sign up for this treatment. I signed up for till death do you part. With loving that person totally. Maybe I am wrong, but sex is supposed to be fun, yet convey to your spouse you really love them and this is the best way to show it. But never be selfish, and only worry about yourself.” Her hand was on my arm, just lightly rubbing it. Her head turned towards me, and her eyes locked with mine, and smiled. She then reached for my glass and took it from me, and set it on the nightstand. Then did the same with hers. She scooted down so she was laying on her side, and her head on the pillow. I did the same then. “Brandon. You have made me feel so sexy tonight. Just the way you have looked at me. Then the dancing. But that kiss earlier. Oh my God, you kiss so wonderfully. Make love to me tonight. Make love to me all night.” I smiled. My cock was already hard, even while we talked. I’m sure she noticed, because my boxers were tented. “Mary. Are you sure? I mean I don’t want this to lead to us feeling uncomfortable after we finish. I want to make love to you so bad, then awake in the morning and do it again. I’ll try not to be vulgar either. You have my blood boiling, and you are so sexy. “ “Shush” she said, and leaned in and kissed me. This one was even hotter than our first. As we kissed, we let our hands roam over each other. After a few minutes, her hand went under my waistband, and found my hardened dick. She let out a slight gasp, then purred in my mouth. My one hand found her thigh, which I then let go up, and under her nightshirt. It found her glorious panty covered ass. I let my fingers snake under the fabric and found her warm skin. She really moaned then and lifted her leg to give me better access to her prize between her legs. When my fingers found her slit, it was very warm, and very wet. As i traced all around her lips, she moaned loudly in my mouth. I moaned too, because she was now stroking my cock with firm strokes. Then I pushed her to her back and crawled between her legs. Looking down at her, I smiled and asked, “Light on? Or off?” ………. She smiled up at me, “Definitely on. I need to see you” I started to unbutton her shirt then, and since only 3 remained buttoned, it didn’t take long to expose her breasts. They were beautiful. Firm, but some sag. Her areolas were chocolate brown, as were her nipples which stuck out almost a half inch, or better, but really thick. She sat up and let me remove the shirt, and while she sat up, she pushed my boxers down to my knees. Her hand wrapped around my member and stroked it, as she looked up at me and smiled. She then lay back down and I fumbled to get my boxers off, then lay on top of her kissing her madly. I swear, the more we kissed, the harder I got. I was afraid I was going to blow my load then. I’ve never kissed a woman with so much passion before. My soon to be ex was ok, but never show the passion that Mary is showing. As we kissed, her body wiggled all around too. My cock was rubbing against her mound, especially when she would move her legs and bring her knees up and down. I started licking her neck, then down to those beautiful orbs of her. When I took a nipple into my mouth, she moaned loudly, “Yesssssssssss” then continued to moan. I sucked and licked them both for a few minutes. But when I pushed her breasts together, i sucked in both nipples at the same time. As I lightly chewed and sucked them, her back arched up and I heard say, “Oh god, yesssssssssss”, and then her body trembled. I can only assume she orgasmed. After she laid back down, I move to her belly and kissed it all over, telling her how sexy she looked. Then i licked to the top of her panty, and placed my fingers under the waistband and gently pulled them down. After some maneuvering, I got them off, with her giggling because I wasn’t so graceful doing it. She spread her legs then and revealed her pussy to me. It was gorgeous. She had just a small patch of hair, cropped real close, just above her clit hood. Her hood though, was really sticking out. My wife’s wasn’t anything like that. I leaned down and kissed her patch, and heard mary say, “Wait. Brandon. I’m a little different down there.” as she pulled back her lips and exposed her clit. Sticking out now was the biggest clit I have ever seen. That includes any porn I have seen. It was almost as long as my thumb to the first knuckle, and as thick as a finger. My god this was sexy. I smiled and dropped down to the bed and gently took it in my mouth and sucked it. “Oh God Damnnnnnnnnnnnnn Baby” she said loudly. Then my tongue went back to work on her slit. Her juices were flowing now and I was tasting the finest pussy ever. Not that I have had a lot of women, because I haven’t, but this, this was so sweet tasting. I would lick for some time, then suck her clit for a bit, then lick more. I even licked her taint area. I wanted to lick her rosebud, but not a lot of women like that down. That can wait for future exploration. All during this, I could hear her moan and say things like, “Yes. That’s it”.... Right there Baby”,.... And many “Oh God” over and over. I then went back to that clit and sucked it in and moved my mouth back and forth on it, like a girl does sucking a guy. That’s when she really started moving around. Her hips were moving to match what I was doing and soon heard her say, “Oh God Baby” over and over as her legs came crashing into my head and her ass lifted high off the bed and orgasmed. Once she did that, my mouth went back to her slit and licked up my reward. She eventually started calming down and pushed on my head to release my lips from her pussy. “Oh Wow. Wow. Wow” she said as I got to my knees. My face was covered in her juices now. I wished I still had my mustache, so I could savor her flavor. She looked up at me with these lust filled eyes and said, “Oh God Baby. Put it in me. I need you in me now.” she said........ I said, “Shit. No condoms” “You’re good. No need. Tubes tied….. Please….. Get inside me” I did as my lover asked and slowly started to enter her. No lube was needed, but she was extremely tight. She gasped as I entered her. “You alright? Should I stop?” I asked………. “No No.. Just go slow. It’s been a long time” It took me a a few minutes before I was fully seated inside her. Her pussy was so hot and so tight. I just lay there and tried not to move. I was so afraid I was going to cum quickly, and then ruin this moment. “What’s wrong Baby?” she asked……… “Nothing. Just afraid I am going to cum if I move.” “Oh God… Who cares. Cum… I have a couple of times…… Trust me, we’ll do more of this” That was music to my ears. I was right too. I didn’t last 5 minutes with her, and we went slow too. I couldn’t help it. I mean I usually can go a pretty good time, like 10 minutes or so, but not with this gorgeous creature below me. I started to speed up and could feel my balls tingle and my cock grow harder, “Oh God Maryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy” I yelled out “Cum Baby…. I want your cum” I started to shoot deep inside her. It felt like hours of cumming in her, but it was a good 6 shot orgasm. As I was finishing up, she pulled me back down and kissed me hard and started to shake, with her own orgasm. We then just lay there and panted and did little kisses. I finally moved off of her, still panting away. She was smiling at me, so that made me feel better. Christ, I felt like I did as a teen when I first got laid. At least back then, I stayed hard. Now I was just semi hard and hoping I could rise to the occasion soon. Mary sat up and got our glasses and refilled them and handed me one. She smiled at me and and took a drink. Then leaned into me and kissed me again… “We’re far from done, if you are ok with that.” “I’m yours all night Gorgeous” I said…. “Mmmmmmmmm I like how that sounds…. You felt so good.” then leaned in and kissed me again. “I’m sorry I came so soon. I wanted it to last longer than that.” I said. Then she put a finger to my lips. “Oh God Brandon. You made me feel like a woman again. I haven’t cum like that in years. Many years. Your oral skills are great. I could take that all night and the next day alone. Hell I remember my first time in high school. It was my boyfriend and it was our first time doing it. We were both virgins. I think he lasted a minute and he was done. Of course as time went on, we got a lot better. We stayed together my senior year and most of the first year of college. But he didn't go to college and wanted his freedom. I was crushed. But by the middle of my sophomore year I met Dennis and have been with him ever since. So you are the third man I have ever been with. Sad, but true. Can you remember your first?” I chuckled, and then got sheepish. “Yeah. I do.” I said......... “Well. Come on. Tell me” “I was 17. It was the summer between my junior and senior year. I didn’t have a girlfriend then. Just dated occasionally but never anything serious. But, down the street a lady our family knew, needed help with her yard and any other things she couldn’t do. See, her husband died the year before in an auto accident, and they had no family around. So I would help her. She was only 26 too. Ashley was her name. Pretty, and always super nice to me. When he was still alive, they used to come over for dinner or cookouts. I won’t lie I lusted for her.” I stopped then and took a drink “Oh don’t stop now” she said, and giggled….. “Well, one weekend, my parents were going to ohio to visit my mom’s sister and wouldn’t be back until Sunday. They knew I was fine by myself, but asked Ashley to check on me. I was out by our pool on Saturday when she came over. She sw me swimming and asked if I wanted company. I said yes, so she left and was back 10 minutes later in a bikini. She even brought beer. So for a teen, she was the bomb.. We drank and swam and as we started getting buzzed, we started dunking one another. Before you know it, we were making out. An hour later we were in my bed having sex. And yes. I was done with in a minute or 2. But from that day on, we had sex on a regular basis for almost 6 months. She taught me what a woman likes, and dislikes. Hence my good oral skills. As she told me, you make a woman cum with your tongue and she is yours forever. Guess that isn’t true with Joan. She finally met a man and eventually got remarried to him. Until I met Joan in college, I only had one more girl. That one lasted almost a year.” Mary smiled, took our glasses again, then came back, leaned down and kissed my most limp cock. He started stroking it…. “Well. She was an excellent teacher, because that tongue of yours is awesome. No wonder why you like older women. I hope I am just as good too. You, my friend, are a beautiful man and lover. But right now. I want you to see the real Mary that you have awakened from years of neglect. Once I have this up again, which it almost is, I want us to do it again, until we can't.” Once I was hard, she got on top and slowly impaled herself on me. She was still very tight, but extremely wet with our combined juices. “ My God Mary. You are so beautiful”, I said as I reached for each breast and gently squeezed them. Then I sat up and started sucking her nipples. This drove her crazy, as she ground her sex into my pelvis. She was starting to bounce up and down on me, moaning a great deal. I’m sure our neighbors could hear us, if anyone was next to my room. “Oh God Brandon, you are so big inside me”,..... then pushed me back down and started riding me hard. When she tired, I took over pumping up into her. Her eyes were mostly closed, but her moans very driving me crazy. She leaned down and started kissing me, until I started jack hammering inside her. This set her off on another orgasm. She wrapped her arms around my neck and held me tight as she came. I didn’t stop though. I wanted her to feel totally fucked. We’d been going at almost 15 minutes, so I was glad I lasted a lot longer than the first time. Her moans were growing softer now, so I assumed she was getting tired. So my hands grabbed her ass cheeks and pumped even faster. She whispered in my ear to cum in her, and boy did I. It felt like I was on a non-stop orgasm deep inside her. When we both calmed down, she just lay on my chest, as my dick started to shrink inside her. I’m sure that with a little coaxing from her, I could rise again. But, I was going to let her decide that fate. After a few minutes, and one long, passionate kiss, she rolled off to the side of me. Mary then got off the bed and went to her room. As she left, she didn’t say a word, which kind of scared me. “Maybe she is having second thoughts about what happened.”, I thought. It was a good 10 minutes she was gone. I figured she is laying in her bed now. So I rolled and turned off the light on the nightstand. “Damn” I thought. I was hoping to sleep with her. This could make for a very awkward morning, when we had to go back to the convention center. Then I heard, “Brandon?... You awake?” “Oh Yeah.”, I said…….. “Sorry. I had to pee and get my clothes for the morning ready. Can I join you?” I chuckled to myself, then answered, “I’d be disappointed if you didn’t Mary.” She crawled in next to me and snuggled up, with my arm going under her neck, so her head rested on my chest, and my arm caressing her back. Her one hand rubbed my chest as we lay there. Then she spoke: “Any regrets in what we did?” she asked. “Oh God No. I have nothing to regret, except not lasting longer the first time. I’m sure our spouses were doing the same. I hope you let me pleasure you again too. It feels so good right now, just holding you. And don’t you think for one second that you are not beautiful and sexy, because you are, and one hell of a lover.” She kissed my cheek and said, “Thank You. You are a wonderful lover as well. You have made me feel so special today, and tonight. I have no regrets either. And you are right about them doing the same as us. Well, at least having sex. I like the idea we made love. You are one selfless lover. All they do is screw, I bet.” I kissed her forehead then told her, “If I do have a regret, it is that you and I are not single, because I could see us becoming habit forming to each other. And you know, you can say the F word around me. I won’t think less of you. Especially if we’re having fun in bed….. By chance, do you know who he is seeing?” She giggled, then said, “I know I can say fuck. Truthfully, we use to be like that, until about 15 years ago, he said only whores said those words in bed. So I just quit saying anything. As for his slut. Yeah. I know who it is. He forgets I do have friends in that school. She’s a divorced teacher there. She’s like 32 or 33. Bleach blonde bimbo with big tits. I was told they do lunch together all the time. Plus they have been seen outside the school together. He isn’t hiding it well. I know my daughters know about too. My oldest said to me that he is a pig and she is a slut…… As for the habit forming. Can we take it a day at a time?” “Of course we can. Let’s get some sleep.” Chapter 5 I awoke at 4 something in the morning and looked, and saw, Mary still holding me close to her. She was softly breathing, and I could feel her breast rub against my side as she did. I fell back to sleep. Then I was awakened by a warm feeling on my balls and cock. My eyes opened to see Mary to the side of me, on her knees, licking my shaft. I glanced at the clock and it a little past 7am. God it felt good, and I moaned out, to let her know she had me awake. She lifted her head and smiled. “Morning Baby. I couldn’t resist. It was so nice and hard. I too have some good oral skills. Rusty yes, but be patient and I’ll get better.” “Babe. You feel fantastic. How about letting me also have a breakfast snack.” “You sure?” she asked… then said, “You know. There’s probably still some of your cum in me.” I laughed and said, “So… Bet it taste even better now that it has been in you.” She swung a leg over my head and lowered her pussy to my awaiting tongue and mouth. We ate each other for over 15 minutes. My tongue explored everywhere on her. And her clit. That wonderful clit of hers. I loved sucking that. My tongue even found her ass, and that rosebud. I flicked it once, which resulted in a loud moan. So then I continued to lick there. As I did, she sucked harder on me and played with my balls. Then she sped up on sucking me. I pushed her up and said, “You’re going to make me cum Mary.” All that did was spur her on more. I started to suck her clit like it was a cock too. Moving it in and out of my lips, like she was doing to me. Then I felt her finger play with my ass. I spread my legs more and she inserted a finger a little bit. I fingered her pussy then while sucking that clit, and that made her cum. Her pelvis pushed hard into my mouth as she yelled out “Fuckkkkkk”. That set me off too, and rope after rope of cum went into her mouth. She swallowed it all, from what I could feel. Once we rested for a minute, she turned around on me and kissed me. Our tongues played tag for a good while. We could both taste each other, and I surely didn’t care. This woman could do anything she wanted to me. “Now that’s the way to be awakened in the morning.” I said. “MMMMMMMM. Yes it is. My God I love how you eat me……….. I think you have awakened something inside me Brandon. That's the first time I have ever done that in the morning. I love sex in the morning. Someone else doesn’t.” “Let’s make a deal here. Never mention them again. This is us exploring….. God.. I want to explore every inch of you….. Hungry?” She kissed me on the lips, then said, “Deal.. No more talk of them… I’m famished actually.” I called down for room service and ordered big breakfasts for both of us. They would be here in 30 minutes. She suggested a shower, while we waited. In the shower we washed each other, and played a little. At one point she bent over, so I slipped in. But we didn’t really do anything. She said not enough time and promised to take me later. As we ate, we looked over the agenda for this day. There was 2 mini seminars we had to attend. Otherwise I would have preferred staying in bed with her all day, making love and screwing our brains out. The first one was at 10am, and the other after lunch, at 2pm. As I told her the day before, a lot of this is a big sell job to us. Many things we weren’t even interested in. We took our time in getting ready. When she was done with fixing her hair and makeup, she came into my room, dressed and ready to go. She was wearing a tan skirt and a light blue top. Very business like, not showing too much. She still looked great and I let her know. We had just finished up with the first seminar around 11:30. There was supposed to be a lunch served at noon. But we decided to leave and grab a quick bite at this café down the street. It wasn’t busy and when we finished, she said to come on. We walked briskly back to our hotel. Then up to my room, which now seemed to be our room. Once inside the room, she went into the bathroom as I went by the bed. She was out a few second later. She came up to me, wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me hard. My hands went to her ass and squeezed those lovely cheeks. She let go of me and then reach down to my pants and undid the belt and clasp. “I had a hard time concentrating back at that seminar. All I could think of was this wonderful cock of yours.” she said, as my pants, then boxers fell to the floor. I somehow got my shoes off, then stepped out of the garments. She grabbed her skirt by the hem and lifted it up, exposing her naked pussy to me, then sat on the bed edge and placed her feet up on it and spread her legs. “Fuck me Baby… I need you inside me bad. Like right now.” I smiled, “ ooooooohhhh. You are a naughty girl, aren't you?” She gave me this wicked look and hissed, “ You lover, have no idea yet how naughty I can be!” I got on my knees and started sucking her clit as I pushed her legs back more. She groaned. “ Damn Baby. I can't believe you like that clit so much. It's like a little dick to me.” “ We'll Darling, then I guess I'm gay, because I love your little dick. I'm going to suck and lick it as much as I can” Then went back to work on it. She, on the other hand wanted my dick and wanted it now. “ Baby.. Please no more. I need your cock. Fuck me Pleaseeeeeeeee” I stood and walked up between her legs. She was at the perfect height for this and I slipped inside her. She still had on that wicked, lustful look on her face. For the life of me, I couldn't understand why her husband would even think of cheating on this minx. Hell, my wife wasn’t anything close to this, and I thought, when we first married, she was the best in bed ever. Not even close. We both moaned and groaned for a good 10 minutes of solid fucking. This was animalistic, not passionate, but neither of us cared or wanted it different. I would tell her how hot and tight she was , and she was telling me how hard my dick was and how big I felt in her. Oh and plenty of “Oh God’s” were said by her. Or, “That’s it. Right there.” She knew how to stroke my ego and I liked it. She came first, but I followed less than a minute later. I was amazed I had cum for her, with all that she got last night and this morning. As I finished cumming, I leaned in and kissed her again. I just love how she kisses. She also loves to kiss, and can be very passionate and aggressive with her kisses. I know I thought that this was just a one time deal down here, and once we’re back home, everything would go back to the way it was, especially at work. But Damn, I thought. I could easily fall for her. We clicked on so many levels. “Wow Baby…… That was sooooooooo good.” she said. “I hope you don’t mind me calling you Baby like that. It just feels so natural to say to you.” she lamented. “Of course I don’t mind. I’ve said it too…. Plus, who knows what the future holds” I said. Her face beamed with that statement, so she must have some thoughts too. She then got up, and went into her room. A few minutes later she came back, with her hair fixed, and a light coat of lipstick now. While she was gone, I dressed as well and got myself back together. We still had some time before we needed to be back. I have to admit, this has been one of the best trips I ever took with the company. We made it back in time for the next seminar. We both seemed more attentive this time. I have noticed that she is a big time note taker. I do as well, but not to her degree. I usually summarize what I have learned once I get back from one of these trips. This is her first, so this is all new to her. This one was more of a sell job, like I thought it was going to be. After our seminar, we walked around and chatted with a few vendors, about their products that may help us, in our facility. We actually knew a couple of the vendors, since they visit our place on occasion. When around them, we made sure to be very professional. Mary did ask, “You think they could tell that we have eyes for each other?” I told her it was very doubtful. They only want our business and could care less about anything else. A little after 4, we decided to head back to the hotel. As we walked, Mary asked if I would mind if she took a nap. Stating that she was kind of tired, for some strange reason. But said it with a smile on her face. I told her that was a great idea. After getting to our rooms, her going in hers and me going to mine, I stripped down to my boxers and crawled in bed. I was tired too. I had just got comfortable, when the pass-through door opened and in walked Mary, just wearing a t-shirt, that hung mid thigh. She crawled in besides me and cuddled up. I don’t what she was thinking, but this felt nice. We awoke a little after 6, and decided to go out for dinner. Didn’t know where, but figured we’d wing it. We were both wearing jeans and polo shirts, although she looked so much better than I did. We found this nice sports bar and went inside. Food was great and I found out she is an avid Steelers fan, and goes whenever there is an opportunity. Right there alone, I should fall in love. But we also like a lots of things that our spouses wouldn’t do. When we finally left to go back to the hotel, she grabbed my hands and intertwined our fingers together. We walked almost the whole way like that and really didn’t talk. She did say that this was her first trip to a big city. Her ultimate is to go to New York, especially at Christmas time. I laughed and said I’d prefer Hawaii at Christmas. After getting back to our rooms, she went to hers. I was hoping the evening wasn’t done yet, but one never knows, especially since we both have this huge cloud hanging over us. About 20 minutes later, she came to my room. She was wearing that red nightshirt again, but she had tears in her eyes. Of course I asked what was wrong. She sat on the edge of the bed and relayed the story her daughter just told her. Her prick of a husband yelled at her earlier, before he took off to go fuck his bimbo. She was eating some fast food, since he didn’t cook anything for her. He told her it was going to make her fat, just like her mom is. Then, Mary started crying. I held her close to me and let her cry. “You my Dear, are not fat. You are sexy, and beautiful, and don’t ever feel that way. God. I’d give anything to have you in my life.” Then she went on a rant about his worthless ass, and how he always puts her down. But doing it to her daughter was so over the top wrong. She even called him the bald little fucker with a small dick. Right now, sex was the last thing on my mind. If anything, I’d love to find him and just beat the shit out of him. After calming, she stood up, and went to the nightstand, and turned off the light. “Brandon… Make love to me. Please make love to me.” We made love twice. I never went soft either. Missionary the first time, then rolled us over and had her on top. There was no talking, which was fine, except for a few “Oh Baby’s and Oh God’s”, but slow and passionate love making. We both came the first time, but a minute apart and not at the same time. When she was on top, she came twice and finally, on her second one, we came together. We were exhausted now and fell right to sleep, holding each other close. Chapter 6 I woke up at a little after 7am. I must have been sleeping real good, because I never felt the bed move when Mary got out. The room was empty and I didn’t hear anything. I figured she was in her room. At dinner, we agreed to make an appearance at the show, but then come back here and write up our reports. So I figured that was what she was doing now, in her room. I knocked on her pass-through door and got no answer. So I opened the door and peeked in , and found her room empty as well. It was an hour or so later, and I still hadn’t seen or heard from her. We had exchanged cell numbers at the airport, before we flew down here. Just in case we got separated and needed to reach each other. At that time, I didn’t think I’d ever need to call her. But now, I was worried. When I tried calling, it went right to voicemail. I didn’t leave a message. Before that call, I decided to shower. I was hoping to have this cute little honey in there with me, but, that didn’t work out. I decided to start writing up my report then. Might as well get this done now, since tomorrow I would not be in a good mood to do it. I was going to tell Joan our marriage was over and start looking for a place. If anything, I could stay at my sister’s place until I found something. She has a loft over their craft barn out back. I always called it her husband’s dog house, when she is pissed at him. I tried again right around 9, and still voicemail. I pretty much got done with my report about 9:30. I just sat there and worried about her now. I mean she a big girl and can handle herself. I know at work she takes no crap from anyone’ Although I had never seen her mad, I knew she could be tough when she had to be and not afraid to show when she is mad. Just after 10, and I was about to try again, when I heard her door close next door. I waited another 5 minutes before I got up and started heading to her door. But, she beat me to it, and came into my room. She looked okay, but had a serious look on her face. “Brandon… We need to talk.” ……….. “Yes, we do Mary. You scared the hell out of me.” I pretty much figured she was going to say this was a big mistake, and maybe she was right. I hope not. But, I would just accept whatever she said and move on, with her, or without her. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you….. I just needed to be alone and think about everything and I came to some major conclusions.” she said. Then paused for like 20 seconds. “Remember when we agreed that what went on down here, stayed down here?” she asked. I just nodded. I knew she was far from over from speaking. “Well, what if I, or we, wanted it not to end down here? Brandon. You have made me feel so loved and wanted again. And I don’t mean just the sex. I mean everything. You respect me, you actually talk to me, not at me. You listen too, which I never get at home. I’ll be very honest here. I have thought many times about you, before we even came to this place. You’ve helped me many a night as I lay in bed, alone. I knew you were married, but I still lusted for you anyways. Then we made love that first time, and then again last night. My feelings for you are very strong. That’s why tomorrow, when I get home, I’m telling that bald little fucker to get out. This is something I should have done years ago. I’m tired of living in pain. My kids are old enough to understand, and if not, then they'll need to learn to live with it. I know you said our age difference is no big thing, and i really hope you mean that. But if you feel the same, then let’s take this to another level. But, if you don’t, then we experienced a very good time, and not a word will be spoken about it.” She now had tears in her eyes as she looked at me to wait on my response. She was still sitting on the edge of the bed, just looking at me. I think she was steeling herself for me to say, No, this was fun and that was it, fun. But I got up from the chair and sat next to her, though facing her. “First off Mary, I too do not want this to end down here. My feelings have grown leaps and bounds for you. You make me feel alive. Your age has no bearing on how I feel. My God Lady. You are so sexy, and beautiful. I felt like a millions bucks when we walked hand in hand last night. I want to do that so much more with you. And you know what?” “What?” she asked. … I chuckled, “I am doing the same thing tomorrow as you. I’m telling Joan I want out. I’m not living like that anymore. I had already seen a lawyer, so this is the next step. You are 100 times the woman she is, and I feel fortunate enough just to know you, but let me become rich with love, and love you, like you deserve to be loved………. I won’t lie either, I lusted for you too on many a night. I would see you at work and think what a lucky guy your husband was, to get to come home to you every day. So I'm glad he's an ass. You're definitely a habit I don't want to kick.” We kissed then to seal the deal. She then said to let her freshen up some and then we'll go to the center and make our appearance. I followed her to her room for once. I saw her throw the covers back. She laughed and said she'd done that daily, so it would look like she slept there. I had to laugh at that. We headed out then, spent like 45 minutes there, then decided to go to lunch. We found a nice café that was near Deeley Square, which is the sight that Kennedy got shot at. So we made plans to see that after we ate. Neither of us were alive yet, when he was killed. But we learned through our parents, school and TV. The grassy knoll, the book depository window, and just the whole area left you with an eerie feeling of loss. As we were walking through this park, I could sense relief in her body and soul. She was so upbeat and smiling the whole time. We were holding hands like teens do. Then I just pulled her to me and kissed her, which lasted a good minute. “ Wow. What was that for?” She asked… “Just because I love kissing you” I said. “ How about heading back to the hotel. We can hang out there and do room service later, then have another pajama party.” she suggested. Now that sounded like a great plan to me. Once back in the room I thought we may play a little, but when I wanted to fool around, she asked if we could wait until later. But promised it would be well worth the wait. We first went over our reports, to make sure we were on the same page. She told me she did hers when she first got up this morning. Then we found a classic movie on TV. We just cuddled on the bed as we watched. I wanted to ravish her, but I did as she asked earlier. This was her bus to drive. It was almost 6pm when we ordered dinner. I was hungry, plus, I wanted to make love to her soon. Food arrived about 30 minutes later. As we sat and ate, I told her I had talked to my sister that morning about staying at her loft apartment, until I found my own place. “ Wow. This is real, isn't it?” she said…… “ Very real Mary….. we're both in loveless marriages. What we've discovered these past few days, only helped expedite it” “ I know…. I need to do this. Not only for me, but my kids too. Then, there is us. We'll need to be very careful until all the legal crap is done. If I know Dennis, he'll try and play hardball.” she said. “ I'm pretty sure Joan won't, but I still plan on recording every conversation we have, especially tomorrow's. You should too.” “ That's good thinking. Thanks. Even if we find we don't belong together, I'll still be happier than I have been.” “ Doubts already? Because I don't” I exclaimed. “ I think it's great right now, but, who knows. You may think I am the Ice Princess everyone says I am.” she said with a sad face. I leaned over and kissed her nose and said “ Hardly” “ I know. Just scared… I don't want perfect, just happiness and love.” she said, then sighed.. I took her in my arms and just held her. Then she said “ let's start are pajama party.”, Got up and went to her room. Chapter 7 I knew that Mary would be a while, so I took a minute and called my son, over at my in-laws. I had first tried my house, but no answer. After speaking with Billy and just chit chatting, I hung up. I then stripped down and slipped into a pair of blue, silk boxers. I have read that women do like a man that takes pride in his appearance, even in his underwear. So I brought this pair along. Granted, at the time, I had no idea I would be modeling them for Mary. After 15 minutes, she came into the room. I was once again, sitting up against the headboard, like I was the first time we did the pajama thing. This time though, in walked the most gorgeous creature god ever put on earth. This time, it was a long, red, see through like robe, over a red babydoll teddy, with lots of lace. She had a matching red thong and matching red thigh high stockings. And, to top it off, her hair was in a loose bun, and bright red lipstick. She was pulling out all the stops tonight. “Oh Myyyyyyyyyyy God, Mary…… You look absolutely amazing and extremely sexy… Oh Shit” “Thank You… It’s what I was going for…… I bought it this morning, as I was coming back from my walk, at that little boutique a few blocks down the street. But, to be honest, had you said, No, this was just for fun, you would have never seen this, and I’d probably be crying my eyes out next door.” she said……… then a slight pause…. “Have you figured something else out about me yet?” she asked. “Hmmmmmm…. You like dressing sexy and your favorite color is red. At least in bedroom attire.” She smiled and said, “You do pay attention…. Now grab my hand and come with me.” …… chuckling she said, “No Pun intended, but feel free to always cum with me.” She led me to her room, explaining it was time we played at her place for once, plus she wanted to give the maid service some dirty sheets, then laughed. “And, I may get loud tonight and only your room is next to mine.” The room had some candles lit, the bed turned down and a couple bottles of water on the nightstand. We stood next to the bed and embraced and kissed. A long, passionate kiss. Then I slipped the robe off of her and kissed her bare shoulders, then her neck. My hands were kneading her ass cheeks the whole time, as hers was doing the same to mine. All I could think about was making her feel great and making her cum many, many times tonight. She knelt before me now, and slipped my boxers down. My prick sprang up and slapped my stomach as she removed my shorts. She then kissed all of my cock and asked me to lay on the bed. She then came from the bottom of the bed and crawled between my legs, smiled, then took my cock in her hand, and placed her mouth over the head and licked it. She moaned as she took more of me inside her warm mouth. I could feel her tongue twirl over the sides and head. For a woman who says she is rusty doing this, it is all coming back to her. God…. She felt great. I was moaning a great deal too, and after 7 or 8 minutes of this pleasure, I told her she needed to stop. I want all my cum going inside her. Her mouth popped off and she gave me a pouty look, but then crawled up my body and started kissing me. Her thong clad pussy was on top of my rigid cock and her hips wiggled a lot as we kissed. After breaking from the kiss I said, “My God Baby… I think you have knocked the rust off…. You are amazing with oral.” ………. She smile, then said, “Good…. I actually love sucking your cock…. So get used to it…. You could have came though. I like your cum.” I held her tight and flipped us over, so I was on top now. She giggled as I did this. “My turn to pleasure you Sweetheart.” “You have been pleasuring me this whole time. But tonight, I want to try different ways too.” she said “So tell me what you like best. I am open to anything when it comes to pleasuring you.” She giggled, then said, “When love making, like we have done. I love you on top, with my arms around you, kissing, then my legs around you when we cum. I also like it on top too, when love making. But I also want to try it from the side, or my legs over your shoulders. I’ve never done that one. But when I am super turned on, I love doggie. It’s so deep then and reaches the right spots, and I cum so hard. So when I get into that position, I need it hard and fast and I do get very loud” “Any position is fine with me, but my ultimate favorite is you on top….. Tell you what, every time you cum, we switch positions. But right now, I need to lick every inch of you.” And I did, first with her neck, then down to her chest, where I pulled the spaghetti straps down and unleashed her breasts. I spent many a minute licking and sucking them. I was half tempted to leave sucker bites, but with what we’ll need to go through tomorrow, I thought better of it. I loved listening to her coo and moan as I sucked her nipples. So suckable are they. From there it was her belly, then over her mound. She instinctively spread her legs, thinking her pussy was next, but I kept going down her thighs and legs to her feet. Then back up her other leg.By this time, she was wiggling all over. I slipped my fingers under the waistband, and slowly pulled them down and off of her body. I was kneeling between her legs, admiring her body and lightly running my hands over her breasts and nipples. This got a loud moan from her. “You are so Sexy Baby.”, to which she just cooed and smiled. But I knew she needed to cum and I wanted to live in her pussy right then. I got down on my belly and started to lick her wet slit. As soon as my tongue touched she yelled “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”, so I knew that was what she was waiting for. I sucked and lick all over her. Her pussy was dripping now, and I hadn't even touched her clit. I must have been doing good because she would say, “That’s it Baby…….. Right there…… Don’t you dare stop.” Then I pushed her legs back, which made her say Oh again, then licked her ass. My tongue started to drive into her ass and her ass was moving all over the place…. “Oh Fuck Brandonnnnnnnnnnn….. I’m gonna cum Baby.” and she did, as her ass lifted off the bed. But I wasn’t done yet. My mouth went back up to her slit and tasted her juices. God she is so sweet to eat. But now my sights were set on that glorious clit. I couldn’t believe how hard it was when my tongue touched it. But then when I started to suck on it, well this drove her over the edge. Her hands grabbed the side of my head and seemed to pull it into her more. She was groaning and moaning loud. If anyone was in the hall, they could have heard her easily. My mouth was now latched onto it and sucked it for all I was worth. When I inserted a finger in her ass, that made her whole body go rigid. In a deep voice she yells out, “Oh Godddddddd….. Oh Fuckkkkkk Babyy…….. Cummingggggggggg.” Her hips were bouncing up and down now, as her orgasm took over her quaking body. My mouth left her clit and started licking her juices up that were running out of her. I had seen on a few porn movies where girls squirt, and I was hoping this would be it, but that didn’t happen, but I happily drank her nectar that she did release. I knelt now and looked at her. Her face was so full of lust, and gave me a wicked smile. As she lay there breathing heavily, I took my cock and lightly slapped against her pussy lips… “Mmmmmmmm… That’s what I want now Baby….. I want that cock in me bad Baby… Take this pussy Baby…. It’s all yours now….. Fuck Meeeeeeeeeeeeee” she growled out…. I was super turned on now. I love when a woman talks nasty in bed. I took my hands and placed them behind her knees, and pushed them back. She took her one hand, grabbed my cock and guided it home. Her pussy was on fire as I seated myself deep inside her. “Oh Fuck Babydoll…. You are so tight….. You want this cock, don’t you” “Yours is the only cock I want….. This is your hot Latina pussy now Baby…. Take care of it.” I stretched out as my cock was buried deep inside her, then started doing push ups on her… Her head was flopping back and forth. Her hands were grabbing her tits tightly, and pinching her nipples. “Oh Fuck Babyyyyyyyyy…. I have never had one this deep before…. Oh God.” she moaned out “Fuck baby…….. You have me so turned on now… God I love this side of you….. Oh God.” I told her We only lasted 2 minutes of hard pounding and she came again. In my past life, my ex would have been done now. Cumming twice was her max. As Mary was coming back to earth, I slipped out, which she groaned about. I asked her to lay on her side, and I got behind her, and as she lifted her leg high, I slipped back in. She moaned with approval. I am not sure how she turned so easily, but her head was somehow facing me, her arm around my neck, tightly and we kissed. It was more of our tongues licking each other than kissing. I believe I awoke her sexual beast inside her. Every time I felt like I was going to cum, I would grab the base of my dick and squeeze, killing off the urge to orgasm. I wanted this to last. We did this position for another 5 minutes, but this time, she came, but it was a mini, compared to her others. Now she got up to her knees, leaned down and kissed the head of my cock. Then turned slightly and was on all fours. From what she told me earlier, this was her best way to cum hard. I got to my knees and got behind her. Her pussy was dripping wet and her brown hole looked so inviting. “Maybe one day”, I thought. I couldn’t resist though and leaned in and licked her tight hole, then down to her pussy and back up again. “Oh Honey……… Please.. No Teasing now….. Fuck my Pussyyyyyyyyyyyyy” I lined up and sunk itin, which made her growl. Fuck, she sounded sexy. We started slow but in no time, our skin was slapping hard together. I loved watching her jiggle when our bodies met. Most times she was slamming back against me too. There was no way I was going to hold out too much longer. “Oh My God Mar…. I can’t hold out too much longer…” “Fuck me Harder Baby… Cum with me, Fuck I love your cock” I held on to her shoulders and drove into her. She lowered her upper body so her face was in the pillow and she was screaming fuck, over and over. We were both consumed with our sex, then one last thrust deep inside her, I started to grunt real loud and she knew I was starting to cum, then so did she. It felt like I just shot a river of cum inside her. She was squealing now, not talking. Her ass was going up and down, trying to milk my cock for every drop of my seed. Then we both collapsed onto the bed, with me on her back. We must of laid there a good 5 minutes, just panting heavily. I did move off of her back, but my cock was still half inside her. Finally, I rolled off to my back, and she rolled to her side facing me. Her face was even with mine and we kissed. Mary then sat up and reached over for the water. She handed me both bottles, and I opened the caps, and handed her back one. This felt refreshing actually. I have never had this intense of sex before. My ex never got into like this. If I dies right now, then I would be happy as I ever could be. Mary finished her swig and looked at me, and smiled. “Well. Did you enjoy this side of Mary?... The Hot Latina Chica?” “Loved her…. You can bring Chica out anytime you want….. Damn… You are so Hot and Sexy Chica” I said “So are you Baby. I mean that.. I loved how you just were with me. I love hearing you moan and talk dirty to me…….. Trust me… Chica will come out and play a lot more.”, she said. We sat for a minute, still calming down. Her hand though was caressing my dick now. I was surprised. I thought for sure she would be done after that round. As she caressed, it started growing harder again, and she smiled. I asked, “Was there anything I did, you didn’t care for?” “No Babe…. Everything was perfect for me….. It’s been ages since that side of me has been let loose. Probably 20 years. Since before my oldest was born. Like you said, sex is also supposed to be fun, and that was fun. But I also love when we are gentle and loving. And unless I am missing something here, were going to be that way in a few moments, because I want to make love now.” I leaned over and kissed her lips, then said, “I do too” She got up and straddled me and sat down on my hard on. Once it was buried inside her, she moaned out then lay on my chest and kissed me. There was no rush to anything. In fact we would stop and just kiss while I was still inside her. Then start moving again. After about 10 minutes, I rolled us over so she was on her back. I never fell out, nor did our lips part. Her arms were around my neck now, and mine sort of around hers. We went another 5 minutes of slow pumping, when I felt her body wanting to speed up. Her legs wrapped around my torso. She broke the kiss and our faces moved to the side. She was moaning a great deal now in my ear, when she said something that changed my life for good. “Oh God Brandon… I love you.” As she said this, it set me off and started cumming in her… “Oh God Mary.. I love you too. … I do” After we settled down, because she came right after me, we just held each other and looked into each other’s eyes. We rolled so we were on our sides, but I was still inside her. “Tell me this isn’t a dream, and you’ll be here when I wake up.” she asked “It’s not a dream, and I will be here when we wake up.” Sleep soon overtook us. Not sure when she got up and blew out the candles, but I awoke at 2am to pee, and they were out. The bed was a mess too, with just a sheet covering us.. Chapter 8 She awoke first, just before 7am, and went to the bathroom. She came back to bed and I was awake, She smiled, as I got out of bed to do the same. I went to mine so I could brush my teeth. Then came back to bed with her. We made love again, but it felt different. It felt so good, and we were closer than ever now. We ordered in breakfast, and after eating, we made love one last time. Our plane was to leave at 11:30, and touchdown in Pittsburgh was at 1:45pm. This time though, we didn’t hide that we were together. On the elevator, she stood in front of me and since we were alone, I groped her breast. She just cooed, as her hand went behind her back and groped my crotch…. At the airport, as we checked in at the ticket counter, we saw we were 3 rows away again, so I asked if we could be placed together. The lady was gracious and moved us to new seats. We did talk some, especially on how our day was going to go later, we pretty much just held hands throughout the flight. I carried her bag to her car, even though my car was like 3 aisles over from hers. I just told her to be strong later and remember to turn her phone to record, once he is in the room, or just before that. We kissed, and said I love you to each other and she promised to call later. When I got home, not a soul was there. Billy would still be in school and Joan should be at work, or fucking her boss somewhere. So I went and packed another suitcase and a few big green garbage bags full of my stuff. I was sad that I was leaving. I would have never thought my life would change like this. About 4pm Joan came into the house, but Billy wasn’t with her. She said she dropped him at her mom’s for a bit. She then said that we needed to talk. I agreed. She then sat down. I already had my phone on record. “Brandon.. Our marriage isn’t working and I think it would be best of we split up. I’m not in love with you anymore.” “Damn”, I thought. This got easy.. I told her I felt the same and was going to tell her that as well. I went on to tell her that I have already seen a lawyer. She told me she had as well. She agreed that Billy never suffer through this. I could see him anytime I wanted too. I did tell her we needed to sell the house though. No way could I afford to keep it and pay her half of its worth, and neither could she. I did agree to keep making the house payment and I would give her 200 a week in child support. As I gathered my belonging, she said she was sorry it ended this way, but it was for the best. I did have one parting shot though, “Joan.. I’ve known for a long time now. I hope he doesn’t fuck you over, like you did me.”, then turned and left. I texted Mary and told her I was at my sisters. She never returned the text though. I was sitting up in the loft awaiting some type of response, and getting nervous that something happened to her or she got cold feet. Finally, at 9:30, she called. I could tell by her voice that she was very upset. Then she proceeded to tell me what went on. When Dennis came home, she was in the living room, and her girls were upstairs. He made some crack about her finally being home, where she belonged. She looked at him and told him to pack his bags and get out. She wasn’t living this way anymore, and that he could stay with his whore for now on. She said he got really upset then and told her that at least she knew how to treat a man, but that he wasn’t going to leave. Mary said fine, that she would get a restraining order on Monday against him. That really put him over the top and he smacked her in the face. When the girls heard the crash of the lamp to the floor, the youngest one called the cops. Dennis was about to hit Mary again, when their oldest said that if he hit her again, she was going to kick his scrawny ass. A minute later the cops were at the door. Mary said they escorted her to the kitchen and asked if she wanted to press charges. She said yes, so they arrested him. As they were escorting him out, she told Dennis that his bags would be on the lawn to pick up and never come into this house again. He just told her fuck you, and was led away. I then told her how my meeting went with Joan, and she laughed at how easy I got it. I was furious though, that he hit her. We did agree to meet the next day, at a town about 30 minutes from us. When we did meet, I was even more mad, because her cheek was swollen, and had a yellowish tint to it. But we then spent a quiet afternoon just walking around their park in that town. We were very careful for about a month, until both of our legal separations came through. Once with those in hand, we could be seen together, but we still played it careful. For that time too, we would meet at hotels and make love, and she even let her Chica out once in awhile. It was June when this all started, and now it was September, and my divorce was final. Mary was hoping her’s would be quick too. He was angling for alimony, but Mary’s lawyer fought that. He pretty much got nothing, except 25% of the houses net worth, since it was her monies that paid for most of it. By the first of October, her divorce became final too. His parting, shot right in the courtroom was, “Hope you’re happy Bitch”. The judge had heard that and asked if he would like another stay in jail. He made Dennis apologize and warned him not to set foot on the property, unless Mary said it was ok. We were dating throughout most of the summer, but neither of us had met each other’s kids. Then Mary called me on the Friday after the divorce and asked me to come over for dinner. The girls had known we’d been dating, but were discrete about it as well. We all got along fine that night. I found them to be just like their mom, warm and caring, and funny too. Mary called me later and said they liked me. That Sunday I had Mary over so she could meet my sister, and my son. My sister made dinner and we all had a nice time. Billy was a little shy around her, but in time he’d be fine. My sister just loved her, and those two chatted half the afternoon. Epilog Two weeks before Christmas, I called and talked to Nicole, her oldest daughter. Mary, I knew, was at her mom’s. I told her to put her sister on the line too, so she switched to speaker phone. I asked them their permission to marry their mom. They were all for it. I told them not to say a word, but they needed to spend the following weekend with their grandmother. They groaned about that. I then told Mary, later that evening, that I was taking her away next weekend, so pack a bag for 2 nights. Of course she wanted to know where we were going. I said it would be a surprise. She said she hated surprises. She bugged me all week then, even said she was going to take back what she got me for Christmas, but I didn’t give in. That Friday, we were on the road, heading east. Once we passed all the exits for Philly, and headed into Jersey, she knew then, where we were headed. Her face lit up light the tree would see tomorrow night. “Oh My God…. You remembered.” All I did was smile. By the time we got a bite to eat, and then made it to our hotel room, in Mid-Town Manhattan, it was after 10pm. We were both tired, but somehow we mustered up the energy for a nice round of love making. She even let Chica out for a few minutes. Again the next morning, we made love. Then showered and found this café for breakfast. After that, it was shopping at Macy’s, of course. I’m not a shopping type of guy, but this day was hers, so I went along with whatever she wanted to do. After a couple of other shops we headed back to the hotel. We sat around there for a bit, then took a shower together. That got a little heated, but we somehow restrained ourselves. We decided to head off to dinner then around 6. She picked this Irish Pub, that was close to Rockefeller Center. It had been pretty cold out all day, cloudy, but no snow. So we both wore jeans. I love how she looks in jeans. She has such a great ass for them. After dinner, we started to head over to the Center. As we walked, it started to lightly snow. She asked if I would ice skate. I was a little hesitant because it has been ages since I was on skates, but I said sure. We had a blast, once I got my bearing on them, and the tree, the thing she wanted to see the most, shone brightly over the rink. She was so happy. She was like a kid at Christmas, just after opening her favorite toy. After an hour of skating, she was tiring and said let’s start heading back to the hotel. We exited the rink and I walked us to this park bench that look at the tree. No one was there, so we sat down and look at it. Then I got down on a knee in front of her, fished the ring out of my pocket. “Oh My God” she said. When I asked her to marry me, I think the whole rink heard her yell, “Yesssssssssssss” Of course we kissed and even got some applauds from passerby’s. Back at the hotel, we made love 3 more times that night. We were spooning then afterwards when she chuckled and said, you know, I had every intention of letting Chica out tonight, but she was now glad she didn’t. Morning came and we made love one last time in New York. Of course everyone was happy and already knew what I had planned to do. Christmas that year was very special. Billy even asked if he could call her mom, once we married, which made Mary cry. We married in June. We spent our honeymoon in Hawaii. Although the daughters were bummed that we didn’t take them. Mary’s Ex, and his bimbo girlfriend moved to the other side of Pittsburgh. My Ex, was dropped by her boss a few months after we initially broke up. Guess it isn’t as fun when you can’t sneak around. She is living at her parents, which is good for Billy. At least they are stable. And Us? We’re both glad that What Happened in Dallas, didn’t stay in Dallas. And trust me, Chica comes out to play a lot, when the kids aren’t home. |
Ben, walked home glumly, his head down and thinking about what had happened at school today. What had happened was everyone at school was now making fun of him for what had happened last weekend. He was at a party and lots of people were hooking up, he started chatting with this girl and after a while and some heavy kissing she asked him to follow her. She lead him to a bedroom and she pushed him on the bed, climbed on-top of him and took off her top showing her large boobs, bouncing freely, these were the first pair of tits Ben had seen and he got so excited that he…… Came in his pants. Now everyone at school knew and they wouldn’t soon forget it. He was just thinking about how much his life was going to suck now, when he opened the door to his house to find his mum sitting on the couch in her workout clothes, which consisted of yoga pants, which clung to her round ass and a tank top. “Hi sweetie, how was school?” Ben dropped his bags on the floor “Uh, it was okay, I guess.” Ben mumbled sadly. “Is something wrong?” “No.” Ben replied, trying his best not to stare too hard at his mum’s tight body, already feeling a strain in his pants. She stood up, her hands on her hips. “Are you sure, you can tell me.” Ben sighed. “Okay, something happened and I’ve been getting made fun of, but it’s really embarrassing.” “Do you want to talk about it?” “No, it’s not something you talk about with your mum.” He mumbled. “Is it something about sex? Because you know I can help you with that.” Ben sighed. “Fine, okay? I was at a party, I was with this girl, we were doing things and I uh, finished in my pants before anything happened.” Julie went to Ben and hugged him, her big firm boobs pressed into his chest, Ben felt himself get harder and his erection pressing on her leg, but she didn’t seem to notice. “I’m sorry baby.” She said softly. “It’s okay, I guess.” Ben said, still hugging her. “you know.” Julie said. “I could help you out with that, if you wanted.” Ben broke away from the hug. “What do you mean?” “Well, if you wanted, I could, train you, I guess you’d say to be better at that stuff.” Ben’s mouth went dry. “You mean sex?” She smiled sexily and ran her hands up her thighs and torso until she was cupping her breasts. “Why? Do you want to?” Ben was speechless for a moment. “I. Uh. Yes?” Julie smiled and took Ben’s hand and started leading him upstairs. A million thoughts were rushing through Ben’s head as his mum lead him towards her bedroom, but the main one was, he was about to have sex with his mum, a fantasy he had had since he had started masturbating. They got to the door to his mum’s bedroom and she opened the door. “Want to come in?” Ben nodded and she took him inside and locked the door. “now, the first thing we should do is take our clothes off.” She grabbed the bottom of her tank top and slowly lifted it up, showing her purple bra underneath. Next she slowly pulled down her yoga pants, shaking her hips as she did so to get it around her ass. She stood there in matching purple panties and bra. All Ben could do was stare. “Do you want to see mummy naked?” Ben nodded and she grinned as she reached behind her back, unclasped her bra and let it fall to the floor. At last her boobs were exposed for Ben, the 38D cups, bouncing slightly and her nipples were very hard, and sticking out like bullets. “Do you like them?” she asked, cupping one and lifting it up so she could lick it. Ben stared, wanting more. “they’re amazing mum.” “Glad you think so.” She hooked her thumbs into her panties and pulled them down, showing her wet pussy with a few tufts of brown pubic hair on the top. Julie walked over to her son and straddled his lap, feeling the bulge in his pants on her ass, she took his hands and put them on her massive tits before leaning in and kissing him deeply. Ben hardly knew what was happening, his naked mother was kissing him and he was holding his tits, he responded by kissing back passionately and squeezing and massaging the globes of flesh between his fingers. Julie moaned as her son felt her up, this was the most turned on she had ever been. She grabbed her son’s shirt and lifted it up off his head, feeling their first skin on skin contact as she pressed her boobs into his chest. She climbed off him and got on her knees between his legs. She unbuckled his jeans and pulled them down in one go with his boxers down to his ankles. His six-inch erection was pointing at the ceiling. “Ohh Ben, I didn’t know you were so big.” She took it into her hand and Ben moaned. She stroked it a few times and then licked the tip causing Ben to shudder. “Baby, I’m going to give you a blow-job, it will help you last more later.” She took the first few inches of his dick into her mouth and bobbed her head slightly and sucked it with her lips. “Uhh, mum, that’s so good” Ben managed to say. She looked up at him and took more of him into her mouth, the tip was just touching her throat. Ben was just on the brink of orgasm when his mum took his entire cock into her mouth, her lips touching his balls. “Mum, I’m gonna cum.” Julie just winked at him and sucked harder and harder, loving the taste of her son’s cock. “mhhh shit.” Ben moaned as he came, and shot four long strands of jizz down his mum’s throat. Julie moaned to herself as she swallowed and tasted her son’s cum, when he was done, she stood up, naked before him. “That was really good sweetie, but do you want to try something more?” She climbed on the bed and lay on her back next to Ben. “I want you to come here and make love to me.” Ben, more excited than ever now, got on his knees and crawled over to his mum and got between her legs. “how do I?” He asked. “Just angle your cock towards me and push it in baby.” His mother cooed. Ben put his hands on his mum’s wide, soft waist and positioned the tip of his cock at the entrance to her pussy. He slowly pressed his hips forward and at the same time she lifted her ass up and their hips met. Ben couldn’t believe the feeling of being inside his mum. It was so warm and tight and seemed to fit around his cock perfectly. His mum moaned “Oh you feel so good in there, baby, now start out slow and then you can really give it to me.” Ben nodded and in a daze of lust and pleasure started to thrust in and out of his mum. He loved the way her pussy squeezed his cock as he slid in and out of her. “yes, that’s it.” His mum said. “Just like that.” He looked down at her huge boobs, bouncing slightly from her breathing and movements, he leaned down and took one of her big, sweet nipples into his mouth and sucked on it. “mmmmm.” Julie put her hand on the back of his head, mushing him further into her mounds. “suck on me Ben, you’re so good.” She brought his head up and pulled his face towards hers and she kissed him passionately, sliding her tongue deeply into his mouth. Ben picked up the pace now, fucking his mum a little faster. She started moaning louder, making humming sounds into his mouth as they fucked and made out. She wrapped her legs around his waist, trying to pull him deeper inside her. She broke away from the kiss for a second. “Alright Ben, really give it to me now baby.” She lifted her ass up high so Ben would hit a different angle of her pussy, as he increased speed she started moaning and screaming from the pleasure her son was giving her. “Yes Ben, fuck mum’s pussy.” Ben put his hands under her ass to hold her up as he hammered down into her, going way deeper than before, he lifted her up even more that he started hitting her G-spot. “Uh-Uh-Uh, yeees, fuck me, fuck me.” “Mum, I’m gonna cum.” Ben shouted as he picked up speed, his balls making slapping sounds on his mum’s big, round ass. “Good, cum inside me.” She moaned, wrapping her arms around him and pulling him down for more kissing, her tits mushed into his chest. After a few more thrusts, Ben felt her vagina tighten and she lifted her hips up as she came, a giant wave of pleasure she had never experienced crashed over her. A second later her son came inside her, feeling globs of his hot white cum shooting up in her made her cum again. Ben was still inside his mum and his cock was still twitching. ‘Mum, that was amazing.” He managed to say. “I know; you were amazing baby.” She kissed his neck. “you’re sleeping in my bed from now on.” The End |
PART 2 After spending the day visiting with friends and family, we are sitting around relaxing , enjoying a drink or three. Every once in a while Becky would give me a sly little wink and stick her finger in her mouth. Or she would teasingly play with her straw. I was very tired from the busy day, and couldn't wait to go to bed, so I could jerk off thinking of the great morning I had. And hoping the next morning would be equally as memorable. Little did I know what lay instore. I was awaken by the strangest sensation. The toes of both of my feet were being sucked on. I looked down and Becky and her twin sister Monie were sucking on my toes. Realizing I was awake, they quickly jumped up, and like all good little Cowgirls had me stretched out and tied to the bed. They had this very well planned. They were both completely naked, and had mischievous smiles on there faces. They went back to my toes and slowly started working their way up my legs. My cock was hard as a rock. I was going nuts. They are identical twins and equally the same hard bodies. I was in heaven. Although normally I can tell them apart, not so much this time. One of them is sucking my hard on while the other is licking my balls. After a few minutes the one licking my balls moves up and sits her pussy on my face. Now I knew who was who. Becky has a shaved pussy and the one on my face was neatly trimmed. Monie was riding my tongue while Becky was sucking me. Then Becky moves and sits down on me. I feel her tight cunt squeeze around my dick. I'm straining against being tied, so far I haven't touched either one of them. She is riding my cock and I am going nuts, I want to touch both of them, I want to squeeze their big firm tits. The more I strain, the faster they ride me. I see Monie's tits rising and falling faster and she rides my tongue harder. I sense she is about to cum, I tongue her faster. I want to taste her. She pushes down and as she cums she floods my face, covering it with her juices. She is as loud as her sister when she cums. I feel Becky speed up as she starts to cum too. Between the two of them it sure is noisy. Becky cums in a flood and soaks my cock. After a minute they both climb off of me and untie me. They cuddle up next to me, stroking my hard cock as they lay beside me. Their wet pussies rub against my legs and their fingers are teasing my cock. Their large firm tits against my arms and chest. They take turns kissing me, i know Becky can taste Monie on my face and tongue. That turns me on more. They move up so their breasts are next to my face, and finally I can lick and suck their magnificent tits. Taking turns on the twins twins, I'm in heaven. Getting up, Monie gets on her knees, Becky lays down on her back in front of Monie and she starts licking Becky's wet pussy. Between licks Monie looks back at me and tells me to fuck her virgin ass. Who am I to argue. I first insert my fingers into Movie's cunt, then slowly slide them into her ass getting her ready to shove my hard dick into it. Monie is really getting into licking Becky's cunt. I am loving watching this As I slide my cock into Monie 's ass. She whimpers as my cock reaches the depths of her ass. I slowly start fucking her. Her ass is so tight. It squeezes my cock with every thrust. Becky is close to cummng from the tonguing she is receiving from her sister. She pulls Monie's head tight to her as she cums. Monie is not far behind her and she cums from the pounding her ass is getting. They are both shaking as they cum In wave after wave of ecstasy. Becky says she now wants my cock in her ass so they change places. As Becky begins to lick Monie's cunt she says how wet she is. I first slide my hard dick into Becky's cunt getting it all lubed up and ready for her ass hole. After a few strokes I pull out of her pussy and bury my dick in her ass. Becky gasps a little as I begin fucking her ass. I thought her pussy was tight until I feel how tight her poop chute is. Monie is loving her twin licking her cunt. I am loving fucking Becky's ass. I can feel Becky as she finger fucks herself while I fuck her . I am enjoying watching the twins and watching my cock as it slides in and out of Becky 's ass. Soon Becky tenses and she is beginning to cum, she begins licking her sisters cunt with urgency, she wants them to cum at the same time. Becky collapses on Monie , with every touch they shudder just a little from the intensity of their orgasms. After catching their breath they tell me it is now my turn.. My cock is aching from the build up and no release but I know it will be soon. I stand and Becky and Monie get in their knees, they kiss the head of my dick. Then start licking the length of my cock and my balls. What a turn on. My cock being licked clean after having been in the ass of these two beautiful twins. They waste no time and get to work, stroking and sucking my cock. The view is incredible as identical twins suck me. After all I've been through I know I'm not going to last long. And this is definitely my number one fantasy being fulfilled. They sense how close I am and suck harder and faster. I'm not sure who's mouth I'm in as I start to cum, but she takes my cock from her mouth and they both are jerking me off. My cum is shooting over both of their faces and tits. With each stroke another wave shoots through me. What a great sight. Beautiful, naked twins on the floor, stroking my hard cock, with my cum on their faces and tits. It's heaven. I watch as Becky and Monie begin licking my cum from each other's face Becky then gathers some of my cum in her tongue and I watch as Monie sucks it from her tongue. When they have cleaned each other's faces they stand, grab my hands and we are off to the shower. Two beautiful petite brunettes in the shower soaping each other and me up. Wet dreams are made of this. We all kiss and feel each other's slippery bodies rubbing each other. As we get out of the shower I am loving watching the two of them dry each other off. They then turn their attention to me. When I am finally dry and we are dressing I ask them both not to wear bras or panties. I tell them it will keep me excited knowing that. They happily comply each wearing low cut , loose fitting blouses and short denim skirts. Cowboy boots complete their ensembles. This is going to make for an interesting day. We head out the door going for lunch as we have already had each other for breakfast. Getting to the restaurant, I follow them in. Watching their tight young butts sway as they go. When we are seated they each give me a little peek up their skirts. Our hostess smiles as she glances down at the cleavage of these two lovely twins. We are getting some disapproving looks from some of the other guests but a few of the men were looking lustfully at my lunch dates. Who could blame them. If they only knew how our morning was. They told me they we're practicing to surprise my son with a threesome for his birthday present..and asked what I thought. Silly girls, I told them I was there for one more day and they needed a little more practice. I was willing to help them out. I had some ideas that we could try. They agreed and said they couldn't wait to hear my thoughts. I told them we needed to go do a little shopping first. They were ready. As we left the restaurant I had a twin on either side cuddled next to me. We were again drawing looks as we walked out the door. Our first stop was to find them matching lingerie. I don't know anyone that doesn't like the look of matching bra, panties, garter belt and stockings in black now double it by having twins dressed alike. They were as excited as I was n imagining the view . Next stop was an adult novelty store where we purchased lube and a couple of toys. They had never been in before and were amazed by the variety. We got two matching vibrators that could pleasure both pussy and asshole at the same time. We also picked up a large double headed one for them to share. As I paid for our purchases and walked out Becky and Monie were excitedly chatting about how eager they were to try their presents out. Unfortunately we had obligations for the rest of the day and would have to wait until morning. The rest of the day and evening were spent being responsible but never far from our minds was what is in-store for the next morning. |
Sometimes I feel a little guilty about what transpired. After all, there are certain boundries that shouldn't be crossed. However, when I think back to that time I can't help but still get turned on and revel in the pleasure it created. Here is a little history about myself and a little of what led up to the events. I'm a normal 41 year old woman. I think I am still pretty attractive at 5'6, 138 lbs. I have dark brown hair in a medium bob and dark blue eyes. My figure isn't what it was when I was in college, but I stay in shape and have been blessed with nice firm 38C breasts. I got married at 20 and we had a son 5 years later. When I think about it now, it's pretty amazing I got pregnant. I've always been orally inclined and sucking has always turned me on. My husband didn't miss many opportunities for me to pleasure him to a gushing end down my throat. When my son was 6 my husband decided he had had enough of the married life and left us. The divorce was very unexpected and I guess I clung to my son a little more than before. I think he also clung to me since his dad wasn't around anymore either. Being a single mother wasn't easy, especially when it came to dating. Between working and raising my son, I didn't have much time for myself and I realized when I was out on the rare date that I often worried about what my son was up to. This usually didn't help to create close relationships with many men. I think the last sexual experience I had with a man was when I was 35. The date wasn't anything special, but the guy was HOT and I didn't let him get away. But in the end, it only lasted 5 minutes and still left me wanting more. “Back to the tried and true finger and toy methods” I told myself. After that, things got busier at work and I put the dating scene on hold. Fast forward about 6 years, and yes it's been 6 years since my last encounter with a real man. My son is growing up in to a handsome young man. At 16 he was almost 6' tall with a slim, athletic build. He has my blue eyes and light brown hair, and some pretty good sized shoes. LOL As bad as it sounds, I know my son sneaks drinks from the liquor cabinet when I am not home. He's done it since he was 10 or so. He's never really gotten drunk that I've noticed until lately. It's not like I am a true moral compass. I started going out every other weekend with one of my girlfriends and we'd have a few drinks. I would usually come home a little tipsy and always horny. So, after checking on my son and giving him a kiss on the forehead goodnight, I'd be off to my room to relieve some lonely tensions. Then, one Saturday night I came home tipsy and excitable as normal only to find out my son had been drinking a lot that night. I knew his friends were coming over while I was out to watch some game on TV. Since the boys lived nearby, I didn't really think much about it. But when I got home, I noticed a couple of empty liquor bottles on the floor. I was a little upset about them drinking that much and meant to talk with him about it in the morning. I went upstairs as normal and peeked in to his room. He must have really drunk a lot because it looks as though he barely made it out of his clothes and to the bed. He lay face down on his bed with one leg hanging off in his boxers. Seeing how it looked like he might fall on the floor, I floated over in my own intoxicated state to do the motherly thing and put him in bed as best I could. In this case, just try to roll him over on to his bed. I rolled him over and on to his back without even a snort. Then an unexpected thing that happened when he rolled over; his penis flopped out of the fly in his boxers. I was little surprised at first until I realized what had happened. Though in my intoxicated brain I thought, "That has to be uncomfortable", so I decided to put it back in for him. Remember that I was already a little aroused and tipsy. As I reached down and put my fingers on his penis to put it back in, it twitched at my touch. I quickly looked back at my son, to see if he was awake. He was still passed out cold. I thought to myself what a lovely young man he's becoming and was drunkenly staring when I felt something move in my hand. As I looked back to my hand I realized I was still holding his penis. Not only that, but my thumb was slowly stroking it. This sent electricity through my body as well as confusion. It was almost trance like as I looked down and saw it my hand. I felt it twitch again and noticed it had grown. I could feel the soft flesh filling with blood and becoming stiff. My mind was blurred. I knew I should just throw a blanket on him and leave but the feeling of his member in my hand, swelling and growing held me mesmerized. It felt so good, so familiar, so wanting! I let go of his erect member, now nearly 8" long. I left his room in a fog feeling a little guilty and even more turned on. I went down stairs and poured myself a drink and swallowed it quickly. Then I went up to my room. When I got to my room, I saw the blanket on my bed and thought I should still cover him up. So I went back to his room to cover him up. As I entered his room, he was just as I left him. His cock was still stiff and swollen. My mind raced back to how good it felt to feel the hard flesh. It felt hard inside with a tender softness that covers it. My eyes were transfixed on it. I looked back at my son and noticed no signs of movement. Maybe it was that last drink but I knew I wanted to feel it again. I knelt down next to his bed and slowly I wrapped my fingers around the shaft. My mind raced and my body tingled. I could feel the juices flowing inside of me, the heat growing between my legs. Slowly I started to stroke it Up and down. Oh, how I missed the feeling of hard flesh in my hands, in my mouth, in me. I noticed a gimmer of light reflecting off of some pre-cum that had formed. I began to feel a horrible guilt as I found myself wondering what it would feel like on my tongue. Could I really be doing this? What if he woke up? How could I explain things? He's my son! How great it feels pulsing in my fingers... All things seemed to fade away as the alcohol led my head closer and closer to the swelled head. At first I just allowed my tongue to touch it. Electric! The salty taste was better than any champaign to my tastebuds. Then my tongue slide along the shaft. The velvet softness brought back memories. When my tongue returned to the head and licked along the little opening I was greeted with more drops of pre-cum. It was then I knew I had found the nectar of the Gods! I felt like I was on auto pilot, or just someone watching as I couldn't stop myself anymore. I engulfed his member and started sucking. It slid so easily in and out of my mouth. I was a little nervous since it had been a long time, but I found it soon slid nicely all the way down to my throat. I was treated to more of his pre-cum and it only spurred me on. Somewhere in the mix, my free hand found its way to my dampness and increased its play. As I delighted in my act I could hear my son's breathing increase. Still no signs of waking but I knew something was about to happen. At last I felt his cock stiffen more and his head swell. I brace myself as I felt my own wave coming over me. He released a torrent of cum in to my mouth. It's taste was so familiar and pleasurable as it shot into my mouth and throat. I swallowed as best I could as I shuttered in my own orgasm. Sucking and rubbing and trying not to scream in pleasure. When my own wave subsided I let him out of my mouth and tucked him back inside his boxers and put a blanket over him. I gave him a kiss goodnight and went to my own room. There I masturbated again at the thought of what had just happened. This could have been the end of the story, but it wasn't. I found out that my son got drunk with his friends about ever 3 weeks, after they saved up enough money to buy booze so the parents wouldn't realize their bottle were missing. And so began the affair. I would even think about buying the alcohol so he would get drunk, pass out and I could enjoy my own liquids. But I didn't want him to think I knew he was doing it. This went on for about 6 months, until things really changed. I came home from the bar, tipsy and aroused. I was so looking forward to my secret erotic pleasure. Sure enough, I saw the bottles in the trash can and went upstairs to enjoy my prize. I peeked in to his room to see him sleeping in his bed. I went to my room, stripped and put on my short silk nightie. I had been doing this for that past several episodes because the silk felt so good against my nipples and nothing under gave me better access to myself. I walked in to his room as I normally did, pulled back the covers and proceeded to pull his member from his boxers. I slowly stroked it, watching it harden in the soft light from his window. It always amazes me how it reacts. It starts soft and slowly grows and stretches. It fills itself to a nice hard pleasure tool. I could hear my sons breathing deepening and I didn't think much about it. Perhaps it would be a quick release tonight? As I lowered my head and took him inside of me, I lost myself in the feeling of it all. My head bobbed slowly up and down, along with my hand stroking him. As I reached down to enjoy myself, it happened. "Mom?" I froze. My mind was scrambled. How do I explain? What do I do? "Mom, what are you doing?" I slowly realized that I still had him in my mouth. Ashamed I let him slide out of my mouth and went to leave. "I'm sorry son", was all I could utter as I started to get up. "Don't go. Err, I mean, ummm, how long?" I looked at my son for the first time. "About 6 months, I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't have." I really didn't know what to say to him. How to explain it all. I'm not really sure how things transpired between us that night. I heard him still breathing heavy as I started to get up and then realized that I was still stroking his shaft. I let go of his member and went to bury my face in my pillow in shame when his hand caught mine and moved it back to his cock. I looked at him confused and he gave me a hazy nod. I started to stroke him again and I watched as he closed his eyes. His hand pulled on my arm, urging me closer. Still confused I lowered my lips to his shaft. As its head entered my mouth again my instincts took over and I proceeded to suck and pleasure. I listened again to his breathing getting heavier and felt his hands rest on my head. I could feel his hips rising to meet my motions and my body tingled in excitement. My body was on fire as I looked up at him. I saw his eyes open for a minute and we locked. I had never been so turned on in my life. Now my son knew what I had been doing to him and I didn't care. I only wanted to feel him erupt in my mouth again. As I could hear him getting closer and feel him starting to tense I heard him moan "Oh Mom" in almost a whimper and I came. Waves of pleasure shot through my body at the sound of him moaning mom. Wrapped in my own orgasm, I was taken by surprise when his cock exploded in my mouth. As the salty taste flooded my mouth I was wrapped with another orgasm that shuttered through me. I continued to suck until every last drop was squeezed out and his member started to soften. I still remember how drained he looked as I kissed him goodnight. The next day we talked about it and enjoyed oral activities until he went away to college. He learned to finger me and lick me to and orgasm as well, but we never did have sex. I look back now that he has a girlfriend and know that she is getting that part of him. Though we haven't had an opportunity to revisit those days, I did get a nice letter from him. The most memorable part is when it told me that having a girlfriend is great and sex is fun. But you gave the best blowjobs I've ever had. |
My Sister When my older sister and I were young, we played the show me yours game, but after showing her my cock and balls, she would always chicken out. I never did get to see her pussy or tits. Fast forward to now, when I still get hard thinking of her, and jerk off to visions of playing sex games with her. We are both married and I know she shares my inclination to watch porn. As two couples, we have gone to movies with porn as the theme, and after getting home I banged the hell out of my wife envisioning that she was my sister. She has admitted to me in private that porn makes her horny, but never did she show any enthusiasm for playing those games now. During one of my vacations, I stayed with my sister and her husband, while my wife visited relatives down east. Her husband worked 12 hour day shifts, so I got to spend a lot of alone time with my sister. One day we were joking about our childhood games, and I asked her why she never showed me her body, while I stood there with my cock out. She didn’t want to answer, but when I pressed her, she said that she was afraid that I would try to put my cock inside her. She might be right, but I would never admit that to her. This is how our conversation went: Me: didn’t you ever wonder what it would have been like, if we had both stripped and touched each other? Her: yes, but I was afraid it would go too far. I really did like seeing your cock and balls. It made me horny. Me: Do you ever wonder what my cock looks like now compared to back then? Her: Sometimes. Hey I’ve got some porno tapes in the rec room in the basement. Wanna go watch some? Me: what if I get really horny? Her: I guess you could jerk off and I could watch. Me: okay, let’s go. In the basement, with the lights off and the tv showing 70’s porn, my cock was in full erection. We sat on the couch, with us on opposite ends. Her: you look uncomfortable. Are your pants too tight? There is a big bulge in the front of your jeans. Me: I know. What should I do? Her: I thought you were going to jerk off? Me: Is that really fair, that I am exposed jerking off, while you are fully dressed? Her: what are you suggesting? Me: you know what I want to see. It would be a lot easier jerking off and cumming if you were naked. Her: That’s not going to happen. You might lose control and try to get inside me. Me: I promise I won’t try. Just strip and slide down beside me, and I should be able to cum in no time. After getting naked and stroking my cock, my sister reluctantly stood and stripped. She sat back down and I asked her to slide down beside me. Her: promise you won’t try to get inside me. I could never cheat on my husband. Me: I promise. Now slide down. With my sister’s naked body pressed against my side, I began jerking off noisily and faster. I had no intention of cumming too soon, because I wanted to see how far this would go. After jerking for a few more minutes, I noticed my sister squirming a bit. Me: are you getting as horny as I am? Her: I guess, but there’s not much I can do about it. Me: you could rub your clit and try and orgasm with me, or I could rub it for you. I’m sure my hand would feel better than your own. Her: you decide. I reached over and gently parted her legs and rubbed my fingers through her pubic hair and down to her pussy lips. She was soaked. Me: your pussy is really juiced. You must be really horny. Her: so, get busy and help me. Me: Can you help me too? Her: you mean jerk you off? Me: yes, then we can both cum. Her: I don’t know. We probably have gone too far already. She shifted and moaned as my finger gently massaged her clit, and she hadn’t anything more to say. She turned slightly and took my cock in her hand and began stroking. Me: can I get you to turn slightly so my cock is more easily accessible. She shifted and her head was resting on my shoulder while she jerked my cock. I put my arm up and around her shoulder, to hold her while she jerked. I Could no longer reach her pussy, but at that point I was too far gone to care. As she continued stroking me, I gently applied pressure to her shoulder in an effort to get her head closer to my cock. She probably knew what I was trying to do and didn’t resist, so I kept up the pressure. Soon her lips were about three inches from my cock head, so I pushed up with my hips and my cock head brushed against her lips. She jumped, but didn’t move away. Her: I suppose you think I’m going to give you a blow job? Me: a guy can dream, can’t he? She didn’t reply, so I raised my hips and gently pushed on her shoulder. I felt her tongue flick out and I instinctively raised up further trying to get into her mouth. With virtually no resistance from her I pushed her head down, and I was now about two inches inside her mouth. I could feel her tongue moving in a swirling motion, and the suction started shortly after. I just couldn’t stop. I pushed on the top of her head and thrust upwards, so my cock was almost fully engulfed. She started bobbing her head up and down and I was perilously close to blowing my load. Me: This is not really fair. Let me help to make you feel good too. Her: What do you mean? Me: I’ll lick your clit and help you cum. Her: You won’t try anything funny with your cock? Me: No, I promise (I lied). I moved down between her legs and gently spread her open. My tongue did a light flicker through her pussy lips and then my lips latched onto her clit. I sucked and licked as she began moaning and squirming, edging closer to an orgasm. She grabbed my ears and pulled me tight to her pussy, as she went into spasm. Her: lick harder, I’m cumming. Don’t stop, don’t stop, please suck my clit. With one final convulsion, her orgasm began to subside. I let her bask in the glow of her orgasm for a minute, then moved up to the couch and spread my legs. I stroked my cock and watched for her reaction. When I didn’t see any, I said: Me: It’s my turn now. Her: I really shouldn’t but I guess it’s only fair. As she crawled between my legs, I said to her: Me: Suck me off sis, I really need to cum. Her: I guess you plan on cumming in my mouth. Me: Please just suck my cock, I need to orgasm. I’d love it if you swallowed for me. As she lowered her face to my cock, I reached for her ears, to get her mouth deep on my cock. She must have sensed what was coming, because she spit all over my cock, probably to make it easier to go deep on me. As the spit hit my cock head, I pulled on her ears and rammed my cock deep into her mouth. Me: Suck that cock deep into your throat, I need to cum. Her: MMMMMMMMMM The vibrations from her MMMMMing sent me over the edge. My cum shot out like a cannon and flooded her mouth to overflowing. Trying to contain the cum flood was nearly impossible, and several streams of cum ran from the corners of her mouth. As the last of my cum was drained, I finally released her ears and relaxed. She looked up at me and said: Her: Happy now that I swallowed almost all of your cum? Me: Not quite. I’m still hard as a rock and need to bury my cock deep in your pussy. Her: No way, you promised that you wouldn’t do that. Me: Sorry, I have to fuck you until we both cum together. Her: I can’t cheat on my husband. Me: You already did, by swallowing my cum. Her: If we do this, do you promise never to tell anyone what we did. Me: Yes, I promise. She sat on the couch and spread her legs, so I got up and positioned my cock at her pussy entrance. As I sunk deep into her, she moaned and grabbed my hips. I began thrusting into her and in no time, she was in full orgasm. I felt my balls tense up, and I was ready to unload again. I finished pumping her full of cum, as her orgasm subsided, but she was still shaking and moaning. Her: I can feel you cumming and I can’t stop my orgasm. Oh god, I’m going to cum again. Me: Just relax for a minute or two, and I’ll be able to fuck you again. Her: I don’t know if I can handle another orgasm. As my cock began to fully harden again, I began gentle thrusts, and watched for her reaction. Her: Fuck me hard, I want to cum on your cock. I jackhammered her pussy until I felt another orgasm cumming. I didn’t think I had any cum left, but it felt great anyway spasming inside her. She couldn’t cum again, but she whispered to me: Her: Tomorrow’s another day bro. To be continued…………………………. |
This is my story, please give credit where credit is due. Thank you and enjoy...I am thinking about writing more. Johncrinshaw1 October 19, 1861 Wilmington, North Carolina Planter James Hopkins Plantation When the air turns cool and crisp, it seems the energy it takes to get out of a warm bed becomes insurmountable. Looking out the bedroom window at the sun, as it begins its daily peak over the eastern most hill of the plantation, I gather my will and toss the covers off and heavily flop my feet to the cold floor. My robe is unfortunately right where I piled it the night before. For a brief moment, my thoughts travel back to three days prior. One of our house slaves had unfortunately drawn the ire of the home matriarch (Mrs. Chandler) and after a plantation display of disapproval by one of our best drivers; she was sold to the Lee plantation over in the next county. I have never been one to be attached to property but I genuinely liked her, she was always right there with whatever was needed…this may have been what brought about her demise with Mrs. Chandler. My robe has not been warmed by the fire and laid out for me since she was forced out. Putting on my cold cotton robe, I walk to the window and slide it open. Breathing in the fall Carolina air, the smell of drying tobacco enters my nostrils and upon exhale, I can see my breath. My mind checks off the daily tasks that are to be completed today. It is auction day in town. Finishing my shave, and putting on my best Sunday attire, (complete with Grandfathers pocket watch from Sweden), I open my chamber door. The smell of warm bread and breakfast floats down the great hall as I head for the dining room. I smile, knowing that earlier, seven year old, Peter (my waiting boy) must have heard me waking up behind the door to my room and he must have hurried to report to the kitchen staff that I had awakened and would soon be wanting my first meal of the day. He must have been waiting behind my door for at least an hour, as he has been trained to do since the beginning of his transfer to house help status. This thought always brightens my mood, he has great potential showing for when he gets older, even if his skin is dark as night. Breakfast is indeed fulfilling, grits laden with butter, eggs with fatback, and a good strong coffee blend to wash it down. Once again the kitchen staff have proven their worth, a great investment two years ago. Even my dinner parties and evening company have discussed amongst their circles about the food from the dinner table on the Hopkins Plantation. A good investment indeed, for I love the fact that my social status is growing within the community. Grandfather, God rest his soul, would be proud. And now to start the days tasks. Peter is waiting at the entry door with my hat, cloak, and walking cane. Beaming, his white teeth create such a stark contrast against his dark skin, he tells me, “Morn’in Masser Hopkins” and as usual is secretly hoping for one of my treats that I keep in the left pocket of my vest. Satisfied with his work so far, I reach in and hand him a piece of peppermint. He closes the door behind me and as I look in the distance, I see Charlie herding the cows out to the pasture for the day. Looking to the north, the long line of field slaves can be seen heading out to work in the cane fields. Today is going to be a decent and productive day on the plantation. Walking around the west side of the porch, I glance at the stables and feel a stirring within…”not yet, but very soon” I tell myself. “I still have a few things to finish up first.” The tobacco shed is off to the left so I head over to check out the last cutting and see how it is drying. Satisfied, my attention moves to the stable again, but a quick stop at the blacksmith takes precedence. “Hello, Massa Hopkins”, Ray says. “Good morning, Ray. How is the new axle hub coming for work wagon five?” I ask. “Almost finished sir, should be done later today.” He replies. He follows my gaze to the stables and tells me to go on ahead, things are under control and do not need my attention. He is right, things are working smooth this morning and I have much bigger tasks at hand. A quick trip to the stables and then it will be off to the slave trade in the town square. Walking at a brisk pace, I reach the stables main door and push open the big heavy pine. The place would be empty except for a mare that is six months along and on a special diet. The coach has been wheeled out and presumably the groom hitched it to the team in preparation for my 45-minute trip into town. And, of course, as instructed, off to the side near the hay bales stands Hanna, in her usual position…waiting for me patiently. Her burlap dress drawn up about her waist and her leggings drawn down and laying on one ankle. Barefoot, her legs splayed wide, eyes staring ahead. As she hears my footsteps draw closer she bends over from the waist, puts one hand on the hay bale in front of her and uses her other hand to spread her cheeks wider, just as I instructed the day before. I glance at her chocolate form on display shamelessly in front of me. She is clean and smells of soap, to my approval. Hanna has been much busier in the stables than usual over the last three days. Normally, I would call upon her once a week for my needs to be met, but now that my favorite house slave was sold off three days ago, I have been calling on her daily, always in the morning after breakfast. This morning is no different, in fact it is one of the most important for it is very bad to head to the slave market with a load built up…it can be very difficult to think with the right head when trying to drive a bargain with the slave traders. If release has not been available, it is very easy to get carried away and pay far too much in price for a house slave. So, my release into Hanna this morning feels most important. Stepping closer to Hanna, I undo my belt and lay in next to her on the hay bale. I let my drawers fall to my ankles. My cock is already growing rapidly and I rub my head up and down her pink slit. She stays in that same position, only breathing harder now, knowing full well what comes next. She must have been rubbing herself before I opened the door because she is surprisingly moist already… and her pink inner lips peak from behind her spread black outer lips. Fully hardened now, I place my hands on her hips and line up my head to her moist cunt. Pulling with my hands and thrusting with my hips, my cock in one thrust, plunges deep into her canal and bottoms out when my pelvis meets her cheeks. A grunt erupts from Hanna, at the fast abrupt insertion. Once I am in, her hand leaves her cheek and joins the other one on the hay bale so that she can keep her balance. Pulling back out, I thrust in again, a bit harder this time. I like Hanna, but I like to use her tight pussy in ways that I do not use very many of my other slaves. It feels good to pound a pussy for no other reason then pure pleasure. And Hanna has a fine pussy that was made for me to pound, fast, hard, and with forceful ownership. Pulling out again, I thrust in, and with my cock fully wet and sliding easily I begin my daily exercise. With each forceful thrust, her body lunges forward and my skin slaps against her ass. Each rhythmic slap is met with a grunt from her. Keeping up a good pace for six minutes I can feel the building release coming on. I hear my voice saying “Yeah, that’s it Hanna…take it all, I enjoy using you for my needs, and here it comes….get ready…uhhhh.” I push her head down lower to the hay bale. With a few more deep thrusts I feel myself about to erupt. I pull out and groaning, blow my cum all over her black ass and lower back, the white seed glaring brightly on her dark skin in the dim light. Flicking the last few drops from my tip, I pull my pants up and admire my painting while putting on my belt. With a firm hand slap to her cum covered left ass cheek, I pick up my cane and tell her “well done Hanna, see you again in the morning.” I leave her there, leaning over the hay bale with her clothes and hair disheveled, cum dripping down her ass, and a well used pussy, gaping and still on display. Closing the door, I head for the coach in the front drive with a certain bounce in my stride. One of the team horses that is attached to the coach whinnies from around the corner. Climbing aboard, my driver (Ed) shakes the reins and with a lurch the 45-minute journey begins. The road is mostly smooth, except for the stream crossing at the edge of my property. A constant reminder that I need to get the two carpenter slaves out here to rebuild the bridge that washed out during the spring flood. 30 minutes later, as Charles and I pull up to the town square, I step off and he heads the team off to the stables to wait for my call. Glancing at my pocket watch, I whistle and think that I cut it a little close this time…only 10 minutes to spare before the auction begins. Not much time to peruse the inventory. I head over to the cells and hitching posts where the slaves are kept restrained. 9 hitching posts in the ground with five slaves tethered to each one. These are separated into male and female posts in order to keep the bulls separated due to their instinct to bend a female over and breed her then and there. A quick walk through of the males and only one has my interest. His mark alerts me of his origin. He is up for sale from the Roswell farm, and looks to be used to some hard labor in the sugar boiler. I write down his number “41” and the maximum price that I am willing to bid for him. Over at the female posts my walk through leaves me empty. None there are worthy of the Hopkins plantation. Either too young or too old. Entering the cell section of the market, the roof over hangs cutting the light down to a dim glow. The cells are where the new slaves are kept, after spending some time in recovery due to the long trip in the belly of a boat in terrible condition and food rations; they are auctioned off to the highest bidder once they regain strength and color. Not needing any males, I move toward the female cells. I find there are three cells with 10 in each one. Used to being looked over they pay no notice to the buyers as we walk by. Some in rags, some naked…I find two that I would want to consider purchasing as my new house slave. Both are lighter skinned and both are of age so it comes down to the final price. A bell in the square alerts me to the fact that my ten minutes are up and the event is starting. I quickly leave the cells and head for the square in order to obtain a decent place in the crowd. In blocks of ten the slaves are led up onto the platform and presented. Any remaining clothing is removed briskly and the auction starts. My male comes up and the bidding quickly rises to above my allotted amount and another gentleman purchases him, I believe it was Don the feed store owner, but it doesn’t really matter. The line moves quickly and another ten, then another…until finally one of my light skinned house slaves is on the platform with ten others. The fist two on her right are naked and sold quickly to another plantation owner. The auctioneer steps over and grabs the arm of my choice slave and pulls her to the edge of the platform and rips off her sparse rags. Her arms stay limply at her sides as the bidding starts. My eyes travel up her strong shapely legs, over her thick black pubic mound, up her waist to her pert nipples standing at attention in the cool morning air. Her eyes are staring at nothing, maybe a spot on the stage at her feet. I find her skin color to be perfect, she appears healthy and clean from disease. Realizing the bidding has already started, I raise my hand and am recognized. This motion happens another six times before I decide the price is to high and I wait for the other to be brought out. Choice number one is purchased and escorted off the stage to the staging area where she will be paid for, papered, and shown to her new master. Two groups of ten later and my other pick is front and center. Being naked already she is not stripped, and her hands rest gently at her sides. She is staring straight ahead into the crowded square accepting her future. My eyes travel over her light body, she is quite a bit darker than the first girl, but would still represent a Hopkins household well. Smiling, I raise my hand to bid. The bidding price rises quickly. I run a quick calculation in my head and take into effect the difference in not buying the sugar boiler from the Lee farm. “Going once, twice….” I raise my hand again and take the price up another 10 dollars. After a pause, “Sold” is echoed across the grounds and she is escorted over to the stairs to await my claim in the staging area. Stepping purposefully, I make my way over there. I hand the money to the clerk. He writes my information on the transfer of property ownership records. He also writes a ledger in his record book. While my new house slave looks on, I place my signature on the paperwork. Once the transaction is complete, I call for Ed to bring the coach. Turning to my newly acquired property, I let her know my name is Master Hopkins. |
When my sister Sandy and I were growing up, we often retreated to the basement to play game with each other. One of my favorites was “doctor”. I often had my 8-9 year old fingers touching her pussy and inserted things into her bald pre-teen pussy. When my parents got divorced we moved away with our mother and life changed for all of us. While growing up, Sandy used to hang out with some girls that were known to be a little frisky, and even stayed out too late one day and felt the wrath of Mom. Sandy was a tall slim blonde throughout high school and grew into quite a hottie. At 5'8" and 125 pounds she was a looker in anyone’s book . Her long legs, curly blonde locks, grapefruit sized tits, and nice tight body constantly drew looks from guys no matter what their age. She was 2 years my junior and was still living with Mom when I moved out at 20. She spent her High School years in a private all girls school, so she didn’t have the exposure to sex crazed teenage boys. A few months after I moved out into my own place, Sandy and Mom got into a huge fight. It seems that Mom came home and found Sandy alone in her room with a guy. I guess they were half way to being naked and Mom went ballistic over it. As a result of the fight, Sandy called me and asked if she could stay with me for awhile until Mom cooled down. I told her it was no problem and I’d pick her up after work. I was looking forward to seeing her and having company when I come home from work. Sandy offered to be the “housewife” while I earned the money, and who was I to refuse. After a few days things were working out well, and I was starting to wonder if Sandy had the same habits as our mother Liz did. Mom used to like to walk around half naked and she even turned into my lover for the last 8 months I was living home. Mom taught my the wonders of sex, and I took full advantage of her sexually willing body. I could only dream of Sandy having the same habits. Once Sandy started to become comfortable around the house, she would walk around in her silk night gown and would often go from the bathroom to the bedroom in nothing but a towel. The sight of her firm tits pushing against the thin fabric of her nightgown, caused my cock to stir and long for her warmth and touch. Little did I know, but she was doing it on purpose to get a reaction out of me. It all came to a head one day after work, and it was the 1st of many times we would get busy. The following is what happened and it was hell worth the wait. It's 3:30 on a Monday afternoon, and as I drive home I think of what Sandy will be doing when I get there. I pull down the driveway, and I see her waiting for me at the porch door. She came outside and gave my a hug and a kiss. The hug was nice, but the kiss was on the lips and had a sexual flavor to it, not a brother sister flavor. She asks me "how was work?", and I reply busy and tiring. We walk into the house and I get something to drink. I sit down on the couch and see what's on the TV. Sandy comes over and sits next to me and lays her head on my shoulder. I kiss her on the nose and put my arm around her as we watch the News. As we relax on the couch, she starts getting naughty thoughts, and soon we will never be the same again. Sandy slowly reaches for my crotch and start rubbing me to my great surprise. I look at her in disbelief and can’t believe what is happening. As she continues to move her hand up and down my thigh, something starts to grow inside my pants. The next thing I know, Sandy starts unzipping my pants and reaches for my cock. I’m not sure what she has planned, but I decide to call her bluff and see what happens. I warn her not to start something she’s not willing to finish. Sandy gives me a sly smile and say, "I always finish what I start". With that statement, she slides off the couch and gets on her knees between my legs. After unbuttoning my pants, she pulls them down to the floor to release my cock and balls for her pleasure. She sticks out her tongue and gives the tip of my cock a lick. My cock pulses and twitches with her touch as I let out a moan. She then licks the base of my cock and continue up again to the tip as I run my hands thru her silky blonde hair and groan my satisfaction with her efforts. Next she turns her attention to my balls hanging below the throbbing meat stick in her hands. Sandy reaches out to give them a tickle and fondles them gently with her fingers as she rolls them around in her hands. Then, she decides to lick one of my large balls and sucks it in her mouth. As my left ball rests inside her mouth she rolls her tongue around it and smiles at me. I'm enjoying every minute of it, and can’t believe my sexy sister is kneeling before me with my manhood in her mouth. Now that I'm all primed and ready, Sandy heads back to my cock head. She sucks the head in and flicks it with your tongue all the while fondling my balls with her hands. I warn her to be careful as she starts sliding my cock in and out of her talented mouth. For someone with no previous boyfriends, my sister sure was giving me a blowjob to rival the ones I received from Mom. Her head is like a piston pumping back and forth, up and down my shaft. She slides my cock into her mouth from the very tip, to the very bottom without a hitch. I warn her that I'm going to cum, and she doesn't even slow down. Soon It's too much for me. I grab her head as she swallows my whole cock, and I moan in ecstasy as my balls send long streams of seed into her mouth. She pauses for a moment as she concentrates on swallowing my seed. Soon my cock is still and Sandy licks the last drops of cum off the tip of it. She licks her lips and say "now it's my turn". I say no problem and I pull her shirt up over her head and see for the first time the perfect pair of tits that I lusted for since she was 15. They are firm and have light colored silver dollar sized areolas with dark red nipples that are as big around as the end of my pinky finger. I lay Sandy down on the livingroom floor, unbutton her shorts and slide them off her sexy hips, and then for the first time since we were kids, I get to see her cunt in all it’s glory. I lay her down and open those silky legs to reveal the beautiful trimmed pussy hiding from view. I slowly kiss my way up from her knee along her thighs until I'm only inches away from the honeypot. I then move to the other leg and repeat, only slower and more deliberately. She scolds me for teasing her, but I don't listen. I want her as hot an horny as I can get her and I want to soak in all the smells and sights of her sexually mature body. Finally, I get up to her neatly trimmed pussy, and I breath in deeply to savior the odor of her prize pussy. It's a smell that drives my motor. I very lightly lick the edge of one lip and it quivers at the touch. I slowly work from one side of it to the other and I work my tongue from top to bottom on the one lip while Sandy is moaning and breathing in a increasing rate. After teasing the one lip, I decide to tease the other one too. As soon as I start licking that one, she tenses up and grabs for my head, pulling me closer to the quivering pussy between her legs. Soon her hips rise and she starts to scream out while having her 1st orgasm. I grab Sandy’s hips and bury my tongue as far as it will go into her tasty pussy. As My tongue flicks in and out of the tight little hole, she continues to scream out and I now put 2 fingers together, and start fucking her with them while I continue to flick away at her swollen clit. I pump my fingers back and forth as fast as I can while still keeping my tongue against her clit. With every thrust of my fingers, they rub Sandy’s G-spot and drives her absolutely mad. She starts screaming even loader and soon there is a flood of honey coming from her pussy. With all this going on, she can hardly keep from passing out in total exhaustion. I now get on my knees and get ready for the next thing to penetrate her. I place my cock head against her pussy lips and slowly rub it up and down the slit. She begs me to put it in, but to be careful with it. That’s when she tells me that she is a virgin, and to take it slow so it won’t hurt. I’m in shock, and can’t believe that I will get to break my sister’s cherry. As hard as it is to control my lust for the prize that waits for me, I continue to tease her honeypot by rubbing my cock up and down those silky pussy lips.. Finally I can’t wait anymore and I push my cock between her lips while looking into her eyes. Only about an inch is in her, and she starts pumping her hips up and down. All this teasing has me as hot as her, and I slide my cock into her one inch at a time. As a slide my cock slowly into Sandy’s pussy, she is pushing against my hips with her hands trying to keep me from going too fast. My cock is now at her hymen and ready to pierce it for the first time. I ask Sandy if she’s ready, and she nods her head and bites her lip as she prepares for the pain to come. With one final push, I break her cherry as she cries out and arches her back as another orgasm rocks her nervous system. As I slide my cock into her pussy I'm amazed on how it feels. It's like it has a mind of it's own, as it grips and squeezes my cock. I've never had such a tight pussy before. It truly is a wondrous feeling having my cock buried as far as it will go inside my sister’s pussy. I pause for a moment as my balls rest against her ass, then start moving in and out. Sandy is moving her hips to follow mine and our movements are as one. As her legs wrap around my back, I suck on her tits and tease those perky nipples. Our pace quickens and I have trouble controlling myself. Soon, I can't hold it any longer and I plunge my cock all the way into her tight pussy and let out a loud moan. My balls tighten up and send a load of my hot cum deep into her pussy. After about 5 pulses of cum, I'm all done. I lean down and kiss her deeply as my softening cock slips out of her bloody cum filled pussy. I then straddle her chest and present my soft cock to her talented mouth. She eagerly licks it and sucks it into her mouth. After cleaning my cock off, Sandy says how much she likes the taste of our sex. By now, we are both ready for a shower. We head for the bathroom and soon are washing away all the sweat from our love making. But, soon something starts coming to life again. Do I dare go for another? After drying off from our shower we head for the bedroom. I walk my sister to my bed and lay her down and kiss her on the lips. I light a few candles and turn out the lights. I lay down facing Sandy and gently kiss her lips and neck. As I do this I slowly run my hands up and down your beautiful body. I trace the out line of her areolas and tease her nipples. I slowly drag the tip of my finger across Sandy’s hips and down her legs. I then follow the seam between her legs until I get to her newly trimmed pussy. Sandy is shaven clean except for a small strip pointing right at those dew covered lips. I gently rub my fingers between the folds of her pussy as she quivers at the sensation and attention. She’s moaning softly and saying how much she likes the touch of my fingers. I get my sister’s love button between my finger tips and gently rub it. Sandy begs me to stop, and tells me she can't stand the teasing anymore. I decide to solve that problem as I slide down in the bed so that I can get my mouth near her pussy. My sister’s pussy is glistening from the honey that has been flowing from inside her and I inhale deeply the scent of her arousal. I flick out my tongue and run it the length of her lips while drinking down all of the juice seeping from her pussy. As I drink down every drop that comes from within her honeypot, she grabs and claws at me. Sandy wants something to play with, so I turn around and straddle her face with my manhood. I continue to lick at Sandy’s pussy and she starts sucking on my cock like a professional. After three orgasms already, my cock is in need of attention, and Sandy takes it in her mouth and starts working on getting it hard again. She also sucks on my balls one at a time and even try to take one in your mouth, but it's too big. Once she’s made me hard again, Sandy attacks my cock like an animal. She is thrusting my cock into her mouth at a furious pace. She wraps her arms up around my hips and pulls me all the way into her mouth. My cock head is now at the back of my sister’s throat and she loves it. She continues to swallow me and work herself into a frenzy. Soon I have to stop her because I want to save my hot load of cum for her pussy. I get on my back and Sandy straddles my waist facing me. She reaches down and grabs my cock while guiding it towards her tight, wet, wanting pussy. Sandy places the tip of it at the entrance of her lovely box, and slowly starts to sink down onto my cock. I grab her hips and enjoy the sensation of her tight pussy engulfing all of my cock. Soon all of me is inside her and she rest there for a moment before starting to rocking her hips back and forth. Sandy starts out slow, but continues to increase her pace. Soon she’s rocking her hips and moaning in ecstasy as the pace gets quicker and quicker. I'm having a hard time keeping control and I soon reach the point of no return. I grab her hips tightly and hold her still. An surge of cum builds from my balls and blasts deep inside of my sister’s former virgin pussy. After my cock pulses 5 times it starts to relax as she collapses on top of me and say how good she feels now. I tell Sandy we're not done yet. I roll her off me and put my cock in front of her lips. Sandy hungrily sucks it into her mouth and say how good we taste. Soon she has me hard again and I roll her onto her stomach and straddle both of those long sexy legs. I part the cheeks of her ass and take aim at the well lubed pussy. I place my cock head at the entrance and plunge into her dripping pussy in one swift thrust. I start pumping her hard and fast and as I pump my cock against your G-spot and don't let up she shivers and shakes form the orgasms that flood thru her body. During this time Sandy is whimpering and moaning, I can tell She’s getting close to cuming again. I pump my cock into her pussy hard and fast as my balls bouncing against her legs and the bed rocks like crazy. After about 25 minutes Sandy’s screaming in extasy and I'm getting ready to blow again. But, I pull my cock out of her pussy and head for her ass. I broke her hymen a few hours ago, and now I want her ass too. I place my slick cock against Sandy’s virgin ass and slowly push in until my balls are resting against her deflowered pussy. I pump my cock back and forth in her ass while She cries out in total pleasure. It's too much for me and I grab her hips and pull them tightly against me. With a toe curling orgasm, I then fill Sandy with another load of cum. After cleaning up. we sleep until late the next morning. This visit is proving to be quite the vacation from the boring daily grind |
"I've left dinner for you in the microwave," Jen smiled as she leaned in to give her son a peck on his cheek. "You know I can manage on my own Mom." Dan smiled. "I do the cooking at Uni and have survived just fine!" "I know sweetie." Jen patted his face lightly. "It's just that a mother loves to look after her son. Now, I'll try not to be late. I hate having to go out like this but I need to update some figures for the marketing proposal tomorrow." "Ah! Don't bore me with your work Mom, I understand... just go. Go and finish what you have to do. I'll be fine." Dan walked his mother to the car and watched her drive away. Susan glanced into the rear view mirror and smiled as her son waved at her. She raised her hand out of the window as she sped off. Dan was 20, and in second year of University, doing a course in Industrial Design in the state up north. His parents had divorced two years ago and his father had moved to Asia. His mother lived alone in a small town house and Dan was on his semester break. Dan always wondered why his parents had divorced. His mother was 21 when she had married Jonathon Feston, himself all of 23 years, and Dan had been born just over a year later. They had both seemed like such a loving couple and it certainly wasn't because his mother had 'lost' any of her beauty. Heck, at 41, Susan Feston nee Carter could pass off as a sprightly 30 year old. Rumour had it that his father had shacked up with a little Asian beauty in his frequent travels. His mother wasn't the kind to belittle or say nasty things about his father and all she ever said was "sometimes there are things that you just can't control." So Dan never really found out. As soon as the car disappeared over the crescent of the hill, Dan darted back into the house and ran upstairs. He stood waiting at the window for a little while, checking to make sure his mother hadn't forgotten something and had to return. When enough time had passed, he made his way into his mother's room and headed straight for her laundry basket. Rummaging in her dirty laundry, he found what he was looking for. He fished out two pairs of soiled panties -- one beige cotton highcuts and another black with lace trim. The black panties had smudges of white crust at the crotch area. Dan's cock was rigid with lust as he held his mother's panties in his hand and brought it to his nose. He inhaled deeply, taking in her strong womanly scent. "Ohhh.. Mother....." he moaned as he pressed the skimpy material to his nose. He jerked his cock into the white panties while sniffing his mother's scent. His mind filled with lewd images as he imagined his mother in various stages of undress. He jerked harder and as he felt himself about to erupt, he sucked on the white, crusty bits coating the crotch of his mother's panties. "Unnhh...Mommm,,," he moaned as his cock spit and throbbed its load into his mothers panties. ** ***** ** Jen looked at the clock on the dashboard as she drove home from office. She had finished amending the figures faster than she expected and it was just past eight-o-clock. She wondered if Dan had eaten and she hoped he hadn't so she could join him for dinner. It was so nice having someone in the house again. She was glad he was home for the holidays and only wished he didn't have to return to his chosen University, interstate. He had mentioned that he may look for a transfer to the local University and she hoped he was serious about that. She felt her heart quickening as she thought of Dan. Had she mistaken the look in Dan's eyes as he had walked her out to the car? Had she imagined him trying to look up her skirt as she stepped into the car? And then that downward glance as she adjusted herself into her seat, trying to look down her blouse at her tits. Had she imagined all that or was her son 'checking her out?' And why did that send shivers of excitement shooting through her. Jen tried to clear her head. Dan couldn't have been doing all those things. He couldn't. She was his mother and surely her son wouldn't be harbouring thoughts like that about her. She shook her head as It was illicit. It was taboo. It was wrong. Wrong, wrong, wrong. Yes, but it was delicious too... Jen inhaled audibly as the thought crossed her mind. I wonder what his cock looks like. "Stop it." She said aloud to herself. "He's yours son. Just stop it!" But she couldn't deny the fluttering in her stomach. She hardly realised how much she had been thinking of Dan as she almost overshot the turnoff to her home. Shaking her head again, rather firmly this time, as she turned into her lane and a few meters down into her own driveway. "Just get a grip of yourself." She reminded herself as she walked up to her door. Turning the key, she unlocked the door and let herself in. She suddenly felt tired. "I'm home" she called out. "In the kitchen, Mom." She heard Dan call out. "Just finishing up dinner. Sorry I didn't wait for you but I was kinda hungry." She walked in just as he finished his sentence and he was seated at the table grinning up at her. "Not to worry dear." Jen replied softly. "I wasn't really hungry anyway." She noticed it again. The Look he gave her. It was done surreptitiously, almost unperceivable. But she detected it. He was giving her the once over, checking out her wares. His eyes moved to her tits first and then down to her ass and then to her long legs. Jen knew she had lovely legs. Then they ran up to her tits again. Jen felt her nipples hardening and that agonising feeling of butterflies in her stomach. Jen groaned inwardly, silently. She didn't want to feel this way about her son. She Couldn't feel this way about her son. But its soooo delicious. She hated the way her thoughts were betraying her. She moved into the kitchen to get a drink and as she passed Dan, she glanced downward. He was wearing a loose pair of shorts and she silently wondered what he was hiding beneath his shorts. She poured herself a glass of milk and leaned against the cupboards. "You look kinda tired Mom." Dan looked up at her as he mopped up the sauce on his plate with a chunk of bread. "I am." Jen replied. "Dunno why but I'm feeling kind of tired. Maybe I just need a shower." Her breath caught in her chest and her heart skipped a beat as Dan moved his legs and began to get up. He wasn't wearing anything under his loose shorts and as he opened his legs, she caught a glimpse of his cock. It was thick and long -- even in its relaxed stage. Hell! I wonder where he got that from! Certainly not from his father! "I-I'm going to take a shower." Jen said quickly, wanting to take her mind off the cock that she had just seen. "Wait." Dan stopped her. "Why don't I give you a massage before you shower. Remember I told you I took some physio classes as part of Football training?" "Uhh.. I-I don't know." Jen mumbled. "Maybe I'll jus go shower." "Aww come on Mom." Dan protested. "It's just a massage. It's not as if I'm gonna..." He didn't finish the sentence and looked at Jen sheepishly. "What?" Jen demanded, her voice raising. "What were you gonna say? It's not as if you're gonna what?" "N-nothing. Nothing." Dan mumbled, looking down at the floor. "I just offered to give you a massage, that's all. You seemed kind tired and I thought it would relax you. That's all." Jen suddenly began to feel very badly about how she had reacted. She looked at Dan seemingly sulking and she walked up to him. She placed her hand under his chin and lifted it up. "I'm sorry I over-reacted." She smiled into his eyes. "A massage may be just what I need. Come one." She offered him her hand and pulled him up and then led him up the stairs. "You know, I've never had a 'professional' massage before." Jen teased her son. "Aww Mom.. I'm not a pro. I told you I just took some classes." "Ok then. A semi-pro." Jen laughed. "I've never been given a massage by someone that's taken classes." They both laughed as Jen sat on the bed, her Son standing and looking down at her. Looking at her again with The Look. "So... what do I do? How does this work?" Jen asked, in all sincerity. "Well, it would help if you took off your clothes." Dan ventured. "I can't undress for you!" Jen protested, somewhat weekly. So delicious! Why did she keep thinking that? Dan didn't miss that she said 'cant' and not 'wont' "I don't mean naked Mom" Dan said softly, although wishing that he could see his mother naked. "But you really cant wear a dress for a massage." Jen sighed and went into the bathroom. She pulled off her summer frock and looked at herself in the mirror. At 41, she still had a hot body and aside from the tiny swell of fat around her stomach, she could put a lot of much younger women to shame. Jen wrapped a towel around her black lacy bra and white lace panties and then looked at herself again in the mirror. She wasn't quite sure why she was doing this but she was. She kept telling herself that it was just a massage anyway. Nothing wrong with that. She walked back into the bedroom and found that Dan had draped another towel over the bed. "Lie down Mom." Dan said as he opened a bottle of massage oil. Jen loosened the towel around her and lay face down on the towel covered bed. She felt Dan pull the towel that was covering her and then spread it again over her. He then pulled the towel down slightly, just enough to expose her shoulders. He applied some oil and began to massage her. "See? You're all tense here." Dan explained. "I can feel the knots in your shoulders." Jen had to admit that Dan's hands felt very good. He was getting at the knots and loosening her muscles. She couldn't speak as she was face down with her head buried in the pillow, so she just grunted. He worked his way around her shoulders and then lower down. He deftly unhooked Jen's bra and she didn't protest at all. His hands were easing her tired muscles and anyway, all he could see was her back. His hands continued to work their magic on her aching muscles and she felt more relaxed than she had in a long time. She felt the towel shifting and draping her upper body, exposing her ass and legs. "You're beautiful Mom.." Dan gasped. His cock was hard as he stared at her lace covered ass. His hands squeezed her ass lightly and then moved to spread her legs. He started to massage her thighs and Jen moaned softly. Without his mother's knowledge, he bent his face down between her ass cheeks and inhaled deeply. He could smell her strong womanly scent which only served to arouse the young boy even more. His fingers dug into her taught thighs and Jen responded by lifting her ass upwards. Dan lightly brushed his fingers along the thighs and Jen continued her soft moaning. She could feel tingles shooting within her and she knew she shouldn't be allowing herself to feel this but it was just too wonderful. Dan moved his hands lower and massaged her calves and then her took both her feet in his hands, massaging them strongly. Jen lifted her face, buried in the pillow, and turned her head to one side. "Ooohh.. that's nice." she cooed. "Your hands are so strong." Jen had always liked her feet massaged and it never failed to send strong pulses of pleasure shooting to her pussy. She ground her pussy mound into the bed as she felt her pussy starting to leek out its juices. Dan continued to massage her feet and then slowly ran his hands lightly up and down her legs. He spread his mother's legs wider and glanced down at her crotch again. There was a dark spot of dampness at the crotch of her panties and Dan groaned with desire. He pulled her panties down slightly, exposing the crack of her ass and waited to see if there was any hint of protest from his Mother. She didn't do anything and he started to knead her ass cheeks through the skimpy material of her panties. Jen was in turmoil. Her cunt was boiling and she so badly wanted more but she couldn't. This was her son! But still, it was her son who was making her feel this way and no matter what, she couldn't fight the feelings welling up inside her. Dan went back to working at her feet, realising that his mother loved her feet massaged. His cock was throbbing hotly in his pants and he could feel his thighs wet with his pre-cum. He lifted one foot and with his other hand massaging her ass, he sucked her toes into his mouth. Jen gasped with delight as she felt his tongue swirl against her toes. Another jolt of excitement went straight to her pussy and she moaned loudly. "Wh-what are you doing?" she gasped again as his mouth sucked on her toes and his tongue caressed each digit. "Shhh... as long as you're enjoying it don't ask so many questions." Dan's voice was thick with lust. His mouth moved to the other foot and applied the same technique, sucking on her toes and twirling his tongue around each digit. Then both hands were back on her thighs, massaging them strongly and slowly moving higher till it reached the vee of her thighs. Her scent was thick in the air now and Dan slowly started to massage her just on the periphery of her vulva. Jen lifted her ass to offer him easier access and Dan took this opportunity to pull her panties down. I have to stop this! I have to stop this while I can! Ohhh but its soo delicious. There it was again. Her mind telling her it was delicious. She was almost beyond caring now, just wanting to see how far it would go. She kept her ass risen and Dan took this as consent to pull her panties down fully, exposing her completely. Jen used her feet to peel the panties down and off one leg, her ass still raised slightly off the bed. Dan stared at her pussy and could see how wet his mother was. He leaned forward and inhaled deeply of the scent emanating from her. He could see white cream seeping out of her fuck hole. Dan stuck his tongue out and ran it upward along her slit right up to her puckered anus. "Ooohhh God!" Your licking me!" Jen cried out, with a sharp intake if breath. Dan jerked his head upward, unsure if his mother was chastising him. "Oh please! Don't stop!" Jen pleaded. She had passed the point of caring who was making her feel so horny. She needed to be fulfilled and she needed it back. Somehow, the fact that it was her son just made her feel all the more needful. "Go on! Lick mother's cunt!!" Dan didn't need to be encouraged further. He spread her thighs wide and buried his face between her tight ass cheeks. He stuck his tongue into his mother's cunt and licked at the thick cream covering the entrance to her fuck hole. Slowly he licked up and down her slit and then focused on the bud of her clitoris. Jen's thighs quivered with delight and she thrust back at his lapping tongue. His mouth worked harder on her throbbing pussy. Jen's hands grasped the bed sheets and with a sudden cry her whole body shuddered. "Ohhh yesss...! I'm cumming....ohhhh baby.....!!" Dan kept his mouth fastened on to her spasming pussy and sucked strongly at the juices leaking out of his mother. Her ass collapsed back on to the bed, her breath coming in deep gasps. Jen rolled over and looked up at her son, his face wet with her juices. She smiled up wantonly at him. She was filled with even more yearning now and no longer cared that her son had just brought her to orgasm. On the contrary, it felt even more special. Her own son had made her come and it felt wonderful. She loved her son so much and now that love seemed so much stronger. Dan looked at his mother in all her naked glory. Her breasts were full with long nipples and a large, dark areola. His eyes travelled down to the pussy he had just eaten and it was covered thickly with hair. His cock was stiff and throbbing of its own accord. Jen stared hungrily at her son's large cock. She wanted him more than ever now. "I want your cock baby." Jen cooed. "Mommy wants your big cock" "Oh Mom!" Dan groaned with lust. "Mom, you are so sexy.If I tell you something will you promise not to get mad?" "Tell me..." Jen moaned. "Promise me you wont get mad." Dan persisted. "Promise me, Mom." "I promise." "I've dreamt about you for so long Mom. I've been sniffing your panties and jerking into them Mom. Pretending I've been fucking you." Dan said softly. "And.. and sometimes when I'm fucking other girls, I think of you. Don't be mad" "Oh honey, that's really sweet!" Jen said, her heart filling with even more love for her son. She sat up on the bed and reached out for her son. She wrapped her arms around his body and pulled him closer. "You've got Mommy now, you don't need my panties." She hugged him warmly, feeling new emotions for her son and even more tingles went coursing through her. Jen felt his hard knob poking her in her midriff and her hand came round to caress his balls. "Would you like to fuck Mommy now or would you prefer Mommy's mouth on your cock darling?" "Oh Mom!" Dan moaned. "I want all of you Mom. I wish I had two cocks all at once." "Come and fuck me baby." Jen cooed as she lay back at raised her legs, spreading them open as she did so. "Come and fuck your hard cock in Mommy's cunt." Dan placed his throbbing cock head at the mouth of her pussy and slowly pushed himself in. He luxuriated in the warm wetness of his mother's cunt and his cock throbbed hotly. With one hard thrust he slammed his prick deep into his mother's cunt. Jen uttered a little cry. He couldn't tell if she was whimpering in pain or pleasure. She arched her back and raised her lovely ass up off the bed. "I didn't hurt you did I Mom?" Dan asked worriedly. "You're just so big baby!" Jen moaned. "It feels so good in me." Dan bucked his lean young ass hard and fast, driving his swollen prick in and out of her like a piston. He fucked his mother hard, enjoying her grunts as he speared her deeply. He could hear the wet slurping sounds his cock made as it rammed in and out between her writhing legs. He also loved the moans and cries of pleasure that escaped his mother's trembling lips. "Oh, God yes! Fuck me harder! Faster! Deeper! I want it all! More Dan, darling! All the way up my fucking hot cunt! Fuck me! Fuck your mother!" Jen could feel her son's cum-filled balls slapping against her crotch as he fucked her with youthful vigor. Her entire being was consumed by passion and love. She felt as hot as a furnace now. Jen could feel the first signs of her orgasm building within her. She knew that Dan, too, had to be getting close to busting his balls. "You're about to spunk into me, aren't you, Darling?" she asked tensely, in between her moans. "Yeah, Mom! Yeah! I'm gonna fill your cunt with my cream!" "Yes, darling! Do it! Fill my hot cunt with your juices! Fill mother's cunt darling.!" "I'm cumming, Mom! I'm gonna shoot! Oh, shit! I'm comin' in your pussy Mother....!! Unnhhhhhh!" Dan growled, his balls exploding and pouring his seed deep into his mothers cunt. Jen's cunt sucked and squeezed the cock that was deep inside her, squeezing as if to draw the cum right out of his balls. His cock jerked like a jackhammer in her sucking pussy for a moment or two. The hot cum splashing inside her set off her own orgasm. "Oh, Dan! Yessss. I'm coming, darling! You're making me come, lover! Your hot cum is shooting up deep inside me! It feels so wonderful! Oh, God, yes! Yessssss! I'm coming! I'm commmmmminnnngggggg!" she cried as her orgasm tore through her like a tornado. They began rocking back and forth together. Their bodies were joined together, not just physically, but joined in the love of mother and son. They held each other tightly, abandoning themselves to the pleasures that their wild fuck had brought them. Jen shuddered as Dan pulled his cock out of her. She could feel his cum dribbling down her thighs and she sighed happily. She looked up at Dan who smiled at her warmly. His fingers brushed against her breasts and squeezed them lightly. "I can't get enough of you Mom." "Just come and lie with me." Jen cooed, her body tingling warmly. "There's plenty of time to fuck again later." "I love you Mom." Dan cooed as he snuggled up to his Mother. "I love you too darling." The eNd |
Hey, my name's Jess. This is my story, hope you enjoy. I just recently lost my job at the florists due to the Coronavirus, and because I'd only been there a couple weeks I'm not entitled to any furlough pay. fuck! I applied online for benefits from the government but they said it would take a few weeks at least because of all the applicants. I had no luck looking online for jobs either, and with debt payments as well as rent to pay, I was desperate. I was watching porn online - I guess you could say I'm an addict, I have a fucking high sex drive! - and it was a really hot video of a couple fucking on a cam, I was sat on my deodorant can and rubbing my clit like mad til I came real hard. I noticed at the end of the video a message that they'd made the video on a cam website and made loads of money. Well, I didn't even stop to take the can out of my dribbling pussy, I made an account, linked my bank and soon I had the camera turned on me and I was rubbing my clit. I was fucking horny! I would constantly get messages from pervy men about how beautiful I was, or how ugly, or what they were doing to themselves, what they wanted me to do; it was all gross and really turned me on! I was cumming at least 10 times a day and had quickly gained a following, although I wasn't making as much as I would have liked. But I soon learnt, instead of starting out like a mad crazed horny rabbit, I would start slow, tease the audience, make them pay more and more even to flash a nipple. It was slower, maybe less exciting, but I made a shit load more cash. On a good day I could earn more in an hour online with the cams than I could in two or three days in the florist. And the orgasms were great, I loved the idea of thousands of men all stroking their hard pricks for me, cumming for me; I felt powerful, a cum queen. Well, all was going well, til one day I got an email from a strange email address, I normally ignore those things but there was a thumbnail in it that caught my eye...yes fuck! It was a screenshot of me rubbing my clit with two pegs clipped onto my nipples! I'd seen warnings that this could happen, you should always report to the police they said, but this was different, this was from an old school friend. Jack. He lived in the same town as me, knew where I lived, knew where my mom lived, we were connected on all social media. I was fucked. He said he'd really been enjoying my shows, that he hadn't told anyone about it, yet, but if I didn't meet him that night at his place at 8pm he would release all the photos and videos to everyone I knew. Fuck what a creep. I felt too sick and angry to do my show that afternoon, I couldn't even eat. I took a quick shower at 7.30 then went out to meet him. He lived only a few blocks away. I didn't even have to knock, he opened the door with a cocky smirk on his face, "Hey Jess!" "Hello Jack" "How you been holding up!" "Fine, until you got in touch" "I'd say better than fine Jess, yesterday you had 15,000 people watching you fuck yourself in both holes, live. How much did you earn off that, hey?" "I don't know, a few thousand." "Better than fine Jess! Sit down." I sat down and eyed Jack properly for the first time, I hadn't seen him in months, we used to go to the same bars, the same parties, but we were never close. He had short cropped hair, a strong jaw line, his shirt was too tight and accentuated his strong build. "Listen Jess, I love your work." "Oh fuck off!" "No!" He said, laughing "I'm serious. I can't tell how many times I've cum with you on my screen. You're good at what you do." "So what do you want?" "Jess! All I want to do" he said softly, moving towards me on the couch, "is help you" "What are you talking about!" "Okay, listen Jess, I have a proposal, just listen" I froze as he put his hand on my thigh, he wasn't pressing hard but I could feel his strength. "You're good at what you do, you had 15,000 yesterday, but you know what, if you want to get proper audiences and make the big bucks, you need a cock." I couldn't help laughing, he smiled too, but I stopped as his hand slid further up my thigh and down between my legs, "You had 15,000 Jess, but a couple on your website at the exact same time had 72,000. 72,000! Think of that. Girls and boys. And you know girls give more generous. Now listen, what I propose is this; you make a video with me, just one, and if we don't get a bigger audience or make more money, then fine, but if we do, then, we give this a shot. What do you say?" "What would happen if I said no?" "Well, Jess, I know your mum and I'm not sure how proud she'd be to see what sort of things you've been doing online these past couple weeks." Fuck, what do I do, what do I do? I was scared of Jack. And excited by him. His hand was still clamped between my legs and I could feel my juices flowing, he squeezed his hand down further and I felt the first drop of cum drip out of my pussy. Fuck. He stood up and took me by the hand and led me into a dark room, he flipped the switch and revealed a professional set up of cameras and lights, all arranged around a king size bed. "Jess?" "Let's just fucking do it." "What?" "Cmon!" I started to undress and in just a couple of seconds I was naked and lying on his bed. He was shocked into silence, unsure of himself, then he seemed to snap back to life, he pressed a button behind the camera and a red light appeared. He pulled off his top to reveal his abs and chest, then stepped forward to me, his eyes glued to my already shining pussy. I grabbed his shoulders and worked my hands around his chest until I worked down to his six pack and finally his belt. I unbuckled it quickly, my heart beating so loud now we could both hear it, my breath uneven and my hands shaking, I roughly pulled down his pants and his cock flew free. He stood before me as I slipped off the bed and knelt down before him. "Fuck, but it's huge!" I said. All he did was turn and smile to the camera. Coming out of his dark pubes was at least seven inches of thick veiny cock, his head shiny, half exposed through his foreskin. He wasn't even fully erect yet. "I can't" "Just touch it" he said, his voice quaking now too I reached out and took hold of his penis, it was slightly bent to the left side. I took his cock in my hand and I could feel it was still soft, he wasn't yet hard and he must be now 8 inches. My hand couldn't even fit around it, my thumb and forefinger didn't touch. It was without doubt the biggest dick I'd ever seen. "Jack, Jack, I can't. It's, it's too big. I've never seen one...like this." "It'll be ok" he managed to grunt. His cock was now fully erect, I felt it grow in my hand and it was now rock hard, his glistening purple head fully on show. "Jack, it will never fit. I'm tight, you've seen the videos." "Just lick, suck it, cmon, we're live here!" Shit, I'd totally forgotten about the camera, so transfixed was I by his pulsating cock. I stuck out a tongue and slowly licked from the base up to his head, where his precum stuck to my tongue as I started down from the base again. Jack was moaning loudly as I repeated this and beads of precum were rolling down his throbbing cock as I finally opened my mouth as wide as I could and let his cock enter. It tasted so good! I didn't wrap my lips around it, but let it go as deep as possible until it hit the back of my throat, maybe 4 or 5 inches, normally enough to be almost at the base but with Jack I wasn't even halfway. He started to moan and thrust his hips as he felt the back of my throat. I tried to relax as much as possible to accommodate more of him as his thrusts became faster and harder and deeper, but I couldn't take him all and soon I was choking and suffocating as he continuously thrust in and out of my mouth. The tears were streaming down my face and I was slapping his thighs to try tell him to back off and get away but it only seemed to spur him on. Harder and faster he thrust, my crying eyes tried to find his as he made one final thrust and the whole of his cock slid right down my throat, all 10 inches were lodged down my throat, my nose pressed right up against his pubes, and I heard him moan louder this time, and then I felt his cock start to spasm, I could feel the contraction start from the base of his cock all the way up to the tip where hot jets of liquid burst into my throat. He was screaming now as his cock sent jet after jet straight into my belly, his hands holding me fast, but with my nose pressed up against his pubes I couldn't draw breath and soon I felt as though my lungs were about to burst. I slapped his thighs and arse as hard as I could as I felt his cock pulsating slower now in my mouth and throat, his hands relaxed their grip and he slowly pulled out from my throat and mouth and I could heave a breath. Fuck! There was a thick string of his cum and my spit hanging between the tip of his cock and my chin, he looked down at me and smiled, slapping my face slightly as I knelt before him heaving life back into my body. He stepped back and the the string of cum fell from his cock and fell down onto my tits and trickle down to my pussy. I was still dazed and panting as he lifted me clear off the ground and lay me on the bed, my legs dangling off. He massaged his cum into my tits, and fuck my nipples were rock hard, the sensations were returning to my body as he worked down from my tits to my pussy. He fingered my clit and ran a finger between my pussy lips, drawing a deep dark moan from me. I lifted my head and looked at him, his great chest rising and falling, his cock glistening all over, and beating to the rhythm of his heart. It had shrunk since he came, he was no longer rock hard, but he could still boast around 7 inches, still easily the biggest penis I'd seen. My legs were shaking. "You ready?" He asked as he stepped toward me. I shook my head and looked down as he rubbed his head against my clit, he was still soft and started to shake his cock so it slapped my clit, I screamed at this, my eyes rolling, the pain and pleasure all merged into one. His hands grabbed my ankles and pulled me so my arse hung right off the edge of the bed, my legs spread wide, he took hold of his still soft penis and lined it up between my tight pussy lips. "Slow" I managed to whimper as I felt my lips part, wider than they'd ever been, and they kept spreading, wider and wider until his cock head was entirely in my pussy, and fuck that was enough. He was having to use his hand to push his cock into me as it still wasn't hard enough. He pushed on. And on. I moaned and groaned and howled and shrieked as he pushed his entire 7 inch cock deep into me, hitting spots inside me I didn't even know existed. When he was balls deep he stopped. "Just wait" I told him "wait there til my pussy gets used to it. Oh my god it's so big! Fuck! Don't move, don't move, just wait! Fuck, ok rub my clit! But don't fuck me!" He laughed at me and put his hand toward my face where it entered my willing mouth, I tongued it and he pulled it out covered in spit and moved it down to where his cock stood, flaccid, stretching my pussy to to the extreme. He laid his sticky hand on my clit and slowly, slowly started to rotate. I immediately started to moan and as he increased his speed I started to buck my hips and squeal in pleasure. Fuck! With his cock filling up my pussy and his hand flicking my clit it didn't take long. "Oh my god I'm gonna cum! Fuck! Don't stop! Yes, right there! Yes yes yes!" I threw my head back on the bed in a torrent of pleasure, my hips bucked, my legs shook and my pussy tightened around his cock as my orgasm raced through my whole body. Wow. It was the hardest I'd cum in my entire life. I threw my arms out and relaxed, breathing heavily. "Fuck Jess that was hot." I laughed at him. "Yeah!" "No, Jess, that was really hot, oh fuck, your pussy is so fucking tight. Oh my god." Oh shit, I could feel something, something inside me, expanding, growing bigger, the pressure building. I looked down and saw his cock still buried balls deep into me. "What's going on?" I asked him "Jess, you just came on my dick. I can't help it." Oh fuck, his dick was getting hard, his erection was returning and it was tearing me open from the inside. "Oh my god! Don't move!" I screamed. "Fuck, I can't help it, you are so tight Jess." "Oh fuck! No! Don't move. Oh my god oh my god." I felt like I was going to explode, my pussy was on fire, I've never felt so full. "I said don't move" "I'm sorry Jess, I can't help it. Ahh! "No!" But it was too late. He had started to buck his hips, his 10 inch giant cock started thrusting inside me. I caught my breath, my body was so tense, there were sensations flying through every part of me as this giant cock filled me and started to massage sweet spots inside I didn't even know existed. It was torture. I've never been in so much pain as I was when he started to fuck me, I was stretched to the limit. But I was horny, fuck. After a couple minutes my juices started flowing and his precum made some sort of lube, he was thrusting in and out of me easier now, I looked down and saw him pull out three or four inches before burying his cock deep into again. Deep and hard he was thrusting, we found a rhythm and soon the pace increased. I could hear his heart beat now as he fucked me faster and faster. His balls slapped into my arse louder as my juices trickled out of me. It was building, I couldn't breathe, his cock was blinding me with sensations, faster and louder and deeper, the pleasure was building inside of me, my pussy was screaming and soon I felt my back arch and I was cumming again all over his dick, this time my screams were joined by his and I felt one final deep thrust and his cock hit so deep inside me as his cum burst out of him and tickled my insides. We orgasmed in unison for what must have been at least a minute, both in a state of euphoria, inhabiting a different world. He slowly, slowly, edged his dick out of me. He freed himself with a pop, and I have never felt so empty. I stared down transfixed by his six inch cock hanging before him, shaking with my juices and his cum. We looked at each other and started to laugh. He went over to the camera and the red light disappeared. Clicked on the computer. "You'll never guess" he said. "What?" "120,000 just watched that" "Oh my fuck" "Not bad eh? I told you!" "Oh fuck. Let's do it again!" And we did. X |
My name is Chloe, and something happened about a week ago that has completely changed my life in a way I never could have imagined. I just turned 31 and celebrated my ten-year wedding anniversary by myself. My husband, 42, has been incredibly successful with his work, which has allowed me to stay at home and live the life of a well-off housewife. Unfortunately, his work has often kept him out of town for months at a time. In fact, within the last two years, my husband has grown increasingly distant and has only been home for a few weeks, leaving me to take care of everything around the house, including his 16-year-old son from a previous marriage, Erik. As a result, over the past few years, everything seems to have progressively become routine and uninteresting . . . until recently. After intending to spend the day shopping at the mall, I became bored and decided to go home after visiting only a few stores. I got home a little after noon and figured I could go sunbathe by the swimming pool. However, something seemed strange as soon as I entered the house. There was a purse by the front door that I didn't recognize, and then I heard noises coming from upstairs. Slightly concerned, I moved quietly up the stairs until I could make out voices. "I LOVE YOUR FUCKING COCK! FUCK ME ERIK!!!" I heard a young woman's voice scream from my stepson's bedroom. I couldn't believe that my stepson would have some random woman over for sex during the middle of the day, so I moved closer to his bedroom, convinced that he must be looking at porn. The door was slightly cracked, so I peeked into the room. Sure enough, he had a young girl, who couldn't have been more than 14 or 15, on all fours on his bed while he ravished her from behind (which she was enjoying far more than any woman I had ever seen). In my head, I debated whether I should leave and pretend I hadn't seen them, or if I should put my foot down. But that question flew out of my head when I saw my stepson pull his cock out of her. I was in shock. I had never seen such a big dick before. His father was somewhat below average, so what I was seeing seemed impossible. As he pushed back into, the girl let out a scream followed by more giggling and sounds of pleasure than I had ever heard. "Yeah, fuck me with your big dick Erick! Brian can't fuck me like you do!" she moaned. Too confused and flustered to interrupt them, I quietly went back downstairs and left. I got back in the car and I felt shaky. I tried to think of where I could go, but the image of Erik pounding that girl with such a nice cock would not leave my head. "Fuck me Erick...Fuck me Erik," I couldn't get those words out of my head. The way she bucked and moaned was really starting to turn me on. My nipples started to turn hard and I instinctively started to play with my wet pussy. I couldn't believe that the most perfect cock I had ever seen lived in my house. And some stupid little slut was fucking it! That was my cock...I deserved it! What was I thinking? I had helped raise Erick since he was 5, and I had never had these kinds of feelings before. Then again, I had never known what an amazing gun he was packing. Suddenly, my head was swimming with the thought of Erik pounding me on the bed. He was a man, a real man. The kind of man I desperately needed. I rubbed faster and within a minute I had an orgasm. Even after the intensity of the orgasm had passed, I was still CRAZY for that dick. I had to have it and I wasn't going to let some tramp have what should be mine. I went back inside and quietly climbed the staircase upstairs to where the sounds of shrieking orgasms still filled the air. I stopped outside my stepson's bedroom, took a deep breath, gained my composure, and got into character. Then, I swung the door wide open. The woman was now on the edge of the bed with her legs spread straight out to the side while my stepson stood against the bed, thrusting deep into her pussy while she howled and moaned. But she immediately became aware of my presence from the moment I opened the door, and the look of fear and surprise on her face was priceless. "What the hell is going on in here!" I shouted. It took everything to stop myself from laughing as my stepson, clearly startled and surprised, pulled his massive cock out of the young woman and nearly dropped her off the side of the bed. He stood there dumbstruck, looking back and forth between his playmate and me, trying and failing to construct a coherent sentence. In the meantime, I stared daggers at the little slut as she scrambled to collect her clothes, mumbling, "Oh my God, I'm so sorry...please don't be mad, I'm so sorry." Just as she finished dresser, I hissed, "You better hurry up and get out, you little whore!" She walked past me quickly, avoiding my piercing stare, and ran down the stairs to the front door, holding back her tears of shame. After hearing the front door close, I turned back to my stepson. He was standing in front of me naked, with nothing but a throw pillow in front of his package. "I'm really sorry, mom. I...I thought you wouldn't be home until..." "Who the fuck was she, Erik?" I interrupted. "She's...um...she's Brian's girlfriend," he replied sheepishly. "You were fucking your best friend's girlfriend?" I asked, staring directly into his fearful eyes. "Um, yes...ma'am" he said. I stood there silently, just to watch him squirm nervously. After a moment he said, "She told me that Brian wasn't big enough for her." I let him stand there for another moment, wondering what I was going to do. I could tell I had him scared. I threatened to take away his cell phone and computer, or worse I told him I was going to call his father and let him decide how to handle his punishment. Erik's father had a knack for being a bit hard with his punishments, even for small things. He begged me not to tell, and I eventually agreed. It was too much fun to manipulate him. "I want you to take a shower and wash that whore off of you," I demanded. "Then come down for dinner, and we'll talk about how we're going to deal with this." I left the room and walked down the hall to the master bedroom, all the while sporting a mischievous grin. I walked into my closet, opened my "special drawer" in the bottom of my dresser, and picked out a few nice things. I heard the shower turn on in the bathroom down the hall, so I undressed in front of the mirror in my bedroom. I took a minute to show off to myself a little, admiring my perfectly tight stomach, voluptuous 36DD breasts, and amazingly juicy and exquisitely round butt. After I was content with my hotness, I proceeded to get dressed for my stepson's "punishment." For his amusement, I selected thigh-high black stockings, sheer black panties with a small red rose embroidered on front, and my most elegant silky black bra with tiny red bows where the straps meet the cup. I particularly loved admiring myself in the bra, which could barely contain my enormous breasts and made them look extra huge! Then, I added the last touches. I combed my long, dark brown hair, and after a little debate in my head, decided to wear it down. I picked out a seductive shade of red lipstick, and found a matching pair of red-heeled shoes. When I finished, I briefly admired myself again and realized that I hadn't looked this hot in a very long time. Excited, I walked down the hall to the bathroom, where the shower was still running. "Are you almost finished washing that slut off of you," I said, but this time a used a much more teasing tone. I pulled the shower curtain back, once again eliciting a look of dumbfound surprise on his face. He actually had his semi-erect cock in his hand, clearly he was still trying to finish. "Perfect," I said with a grin. I turned off the water and dropped to my knees, grabbing his cock with my hand. "Mom, what are you doing?" he asked, very surprised. "Punishing you," I said with my innocent, girly voice. Then, I leaned forward and sucked one of his balls while I pumped his increasingly large dick. He tried to pull away and protest, "But you're my stepmom! What about dad? What abou..." "What about that little whore you were fucking?" I interrupted, "You'll fuck your best friend's spoiled slut, but not me? I need it more than she does. I haven't had cock in months!" I ran my lips up his shaft, and then I slowly stared to suck his massive dick. "I'm sorry," he said. I could feel him getting bigger as I took more of him down my throat. "You take such good care of me, mom. Of course I'll give you whatever you want!" I pulled him out of my mouth and admired the most magnificent cock I had ever seen. It was already almost eight inches at least, and still growing! "That's a good boy," I cooed. I repositioned myself slightly, and then I relaxed my throat and began to slowly take in every inch of him. I kept pushing myself, letting him go deeper than I ever thought a cock could fit down my throat. Eventually, my nose touched his pelvis and I wrapped my lips around the hilt of his penis, then I gently began to suck and swallow. I heard Erik moan in ecstasy, and he cried out, "Oh my God! I've never met a woman who could take all of me! You're so fucking hot!" I felt an overwhelming sense of pride that turned me on even more and I began to pump my mouth down his shaft. This sent him over the moon. He grabbed the back of my head with both of his hand and began to fuck my throat hard. He stopped when I almost gagged on him and he suddenly became very concerned. "Are you okay, mom?" "I'm fine sweety," I said, standing up. He stepped out of the shower and wrapped his arms around me, grabbing my ass. He leaned in and kissed me passionately, our tongues gently caress one another's. I was getting so wet and I really wanted him to just take me, so I pulled away slightly and led him back into his bedroom. He must have read my mind because he grabbed me from behind the moment we entered his room and bent me over his bed. I felt my panties go down and he pressed his warm lips between my legs. I spread my legs a little wider, and he reached up and began to massage lightly around my clit while licking my pussy. I was so wet, and I could hear him lapping up my juices. After a little while, much to my surprise, he moved his lips further back. Before I could say anything, he grabbed my ass, spread my cheeks, and gently licked my asshole. I thought I was going to lose my mind! I reached down to rub my clit, and within a minute my legs were shaking from an incredible, earth-shattering orgasm. After I regained my composure a little, Erik lifted me onto the bed and rolled me over. He pulled me to the edge of the bed and, grabbing me by the ankles, he spread my legs wider than that inexperienced little hussy he had before. My reds heels pointed in near-opposite directions as Erik pressed in closer. "Is this what you want, mommy?" he asked in a teasing and commanding tone that made me melt like butter. I looked down at his gigantic cock as he slid his shaft against the lips of my pussy and rubbed his warm head on my clit. I nodded, took a deep, calming breath, and braced myself. It felt like perfection from the moment I felt him enter. He went slowly at first, letting me adjust to his thickness, then began to push deeper. He quickly reached the point I was accustomed to, but he pushed deeper. Every thrust after that made me feel like a new woman. I kept thinking, "I can't imagine it going any deeper," then it went deeper. It was maddening! I felt like I was losing control. "FUCK ME HARDER ERIK!" I screamed. "MAKE ME CUM!" "Yes, mommy," he coyly replied. I started giggling and screaming with pleasure! I felt him inside every part of me. My mind was completely under the control of his exquisite rock-hard manhood. I couldn't stop babbling and screaming out every single slutty little thought that entered my head. "You like mommy's pussy? You wanna fuck mommy!?" "I love your pussy! I've wanted this for so long!!" He was staring straight at my boobs, which were beginning to bounce out of my bra as he pounded me. "Yeah, baby? I bet you think about my fucking tits when you jerk off, don't you?" I pulled my bra cups a little to the side and let my magnificent breasts fall out, so he could see them in all of their glory. He nodded and seemed to go into a trance when he saw my nipples, and he leaned forward onto the bed so he could better mount me while sucking my tits. As he moved forward, I wrapped my legs around him, locking my heels around his body. He grabbed my tits and moved his lip and tongue back and forth between each nipple, sucking and stimulating them until they were hard. Then I felt another wave moving through me. "YOU'RE GONNA MAKE ME CUM AGAIN BABY!" I screamed with pleasure and delight as I felt his dick pushing me to my physical limits. "Do it, cum for me!" he ordered, which sent me over the top screaming about how I loved his dick, how I wanted him to fuck me every moment of every day from now on, how I never wanted a small cock again, etc. As I started to recover again, he wrapped his arms underneath me, grabbed me under my ass, and picked me up as he stood up from the bed. I repositioned myself slightly so I wouldn't fall and began to fuck him violently as he held me tight. After a minute or so, he let me down. My legs we weak but I wanted more. He reached behind me and undid my bra, which fell to the ground. I walked over to his bedroom window and bent over slightly, placing my hands on the window frame. Then I took a broad stance, dug my red heels into the floor, invitingly wiggled my booty, and looked back over my shoulder just in time to see Erik gently placing his hands on the sides of my hip. I felt his long member slide between my legs, and I slowly guided him back in between my lips. He started fucking me hard as he moved his hand across my stomach and up to my chest, where he cupped each of my breasts in his hands. The feeling of his balls slapping against my pussy and his hands rubbing all over my tits sent me right back into crazy mode. "I'm gonna cum soon," he panted. "Do you want me to put on a condom?" "No! I want you to cum inside of me!!" "Really!?" He exclaimed. "Thank you, Chloe! I'll fill you up with every little drop!" To his surprise, I immediately pulled him out, turned around, and pushed him backwards onto his bed. Without wasting a second, I leapt onto him and started fucking his brains out. Pressing my tits into his face, he began sucking on my nipples and gave me a hard spank! After a few moments, he bucked his head back and thrust his pelvis forward. "HERE I COME!" He shouted. "YES BABY! CUM INSIDE OF ME! MOMMY NEEDS YOUR CUM!" The next few moments were truly awe-inspiring. Both of his hands squeezed my ass, while he burrowed his face into my rack. I felt his cock contract as his cum shot out and poured deep into me. Another heavenly orgasm washed over me as I felt his seed fill me up. "Oh baby, I don't think I've ever cum so many times!" I said as I collapsed on the bed next to him. He chuckled and smiled at me. "I love you, Chloe" he sighed, breathlessly. "I love you too, Erik." After a little relaxing on his bed, I went down to make us dinner, which inevitably led to us having sex in the kitchen (then the living room). Finally, weak and highly satisfied, we both fell asleep on the couch. Since that day, my stepson and I became addicted to one another, and he continually proves to be a surprising and creative lover. When my husband came home a few days ago, he had no idea that his son and I have been pleasuring each other (almost non-stop) in ways he could never have imagined. I've even been sneaking into my stepson's room on after my husband has fallen asleep. I just can't help myself! |
My mother has been a widow for about five years. We have a nice house in a good neighborhood. I'm an only child and mother and I have always been close. I guess our loss brought us closer. I am big for my age (18 years old) and a good student. About a year ago, mom's sister Beth moved in with us after she left her abusive husband. At first I didn't like having her there, but I soon learned to like Beth and enjoyed her company. She helped mom around the house and frequently helped me with my homework. Beth is very bright and has a masters degree in mathematics. Beth does consulting and is often home during the day, whereas mom works at an office from 9 to 5. I got used to having Beth there when I arrived home from school. I often asked her to help me with school work just so I could sit beside her and smell her perfume and feel her hugs which she frequently gave me when I solved a problem or learned a new skill. After a couple of months, I noticed that she began wearing shorts and a halter around the house. She said it was Spring time and the weather was getting warmer. Seeing her long hair on her bare shoulders, her shapely legs extending from her loose fitting shorts, and her nipples pressing against the thin cotton of her halter top made me sweat many times, but not from the temperature. One afternoon, a few weeks before school ended for the summer, I got home and Beth was lying on the sofa reading some business report. She greeted me and when I said I needed some help studying for final exams, she said she would be finished in fifteen or twenty minutes. I went and changed and cleaned up. When I returned, she was still reading. I noticed that one knee was bent and her legs were spread a little. I could see up her shorts. I positioned myself for a better view. I opened a book and pretended to read, but I was staring at the curls of pubic hair around her panties. What happened next really surprised me. I saw her hand move, so I looked up. Her face was still blocked by the report so I returned my attention to her shorts. She reached up the leg with her hand, lifted her buttocks to loosen her panties. She stretched the opening and began scratching her pubic mound. As her hand moved, I could see her cunt lips protruding from her bush. After a couple of seconds, she removed her hand. She then closed the report and sat up. She said, "Let's get a drink and sit at the kitchen table." I thought about seeing her bare cunt frequently over the next couple of days. I had a hard on almost all the time I was around my aunt. A couple of days later Beth was trying to scratch her back and said she couldn't reach the itch. I reached over and began lightly scratching her back. She then leaned over and put her head and arms on the back of an overstuffed chair. I was directly behind her and her ass was just inches from my hardening prick. She told me to scratch a little harder and higher. When I reached forward, my bulging prick pushed lightly against her buttocks. She didn't move for a minute while I scratched. She then asked if I would rub her back firmly. I began kneading her back muscles. My prick was pushing against the crack of her ass as I rubbed. Beth then rotated her hips so that her cunt came in contact with my pulsating cock and she pushed back against me. I thought I was going to come in my pants when she asked me to untie the back of her halter so I could give her a real massage. I untied the knot and let the straps fall. As I continued massaging her back, I peered around her to see her bare breasts hanging. The sideways movement caused my stiff penis to roll over her cunt. Beth pushed harder against me and rotated her hips. Seeing her breasts sway and her erected nipples caused me to lose control and literally come in my pants. I kept grinding for a few more seconds, but Beth realized what happened and stood up. She turned to face me. As I stared at her bare breasts, she asked me to tie her halter back on. I carefully covered her breasts and reached around her to tie the straps. She gave me a big hug while I fumbled with the knot. Aunt Beth then told me that I could give her a massage any time I wanted. A couple days later I came home and Beth was in the shower. The bathroom door was partially open. When the water was turned off, I decided to wait for her to come out. I was rewarded for my patience. She came out of the bathroom completely naked. She looked at me and said with a smile, "Oh, you're home early. I'm just going to my room to dress. I'll be out in a few minutes." I continued to stare as she made no attempt to cover herself as she walked to her room. I had been thinking about her saying that I could give her a massage anytime and decided to act. I followed her, saying, "I'd like to give you a massage again." She smiled and said, "That would be nice." Beth then spread her towel on the floor beside her bed. She then lay down on her stomach and folded her arms under her head. She was still nude! Her legs were spread and I was captivated by her bare cunt. A couple of minutes later, I recovered and got on my knees between her legs and began rubbing her back. Beth moaned and told me how good it felt. I proceeded downward nearly to her buttocks and then switched to her feet. All the time I massaged her feet and calves I was staring at her moist vagina with its protruding lips. I then proceeded to her thighs. When I began squeezing the upper thighs, her cunt was opening and closing and she began moving her hips in a circular motion. About five minutes of rubbing her thighs and buttocks was all I could take. I got up and began undressing. Aunt Beth rolled over and watched me with a big smile. She spread her legs wide open and reached toward me. She whispered, "Suck my nipples. I really like that." As I leaned toward her she grasped my stiff prick and guided it between her legs. She was very slippery so I penetrated easily. My sucking her nipples made her gasp and she wrapped her legs around me and began rapidly pumping her hips. I returned her thrusts and we came strongly together. A few seconds later she relaxed, but my semi-hard dick was still inside her. I continued sucking and licking her nipples. It really felt good having my penis buried inside her slippery cunt. Beth began moaning and slowly thrusting and after a minute or so started coming again. I couldn't come so soon, but I really enjoyed her thrusting and hugging. She was slower to calm down after her second orgasm, but when she did, she became aware of the time and yelled, "My God! Your mother's due home any minute. We have to get up." I grabbed my clothes and ran to the bathroom. Just as I closed the door, mom's car pulled into the driveway. When I came out of the shower, mom and Beth were talking in the kitchen. I don't think mom suspected a thing at that time. Over the next couple of weeks, Beth taught me how to give a woman real pleasure. She really liked having me lick and suck her cunt. That really gave her strong orgasms and she let me fuck her any way I liked after I licked her to an orgasm. Sometime I mounted her doggy style, but mostly I liked her straddling me and slowly fucking until I came. Early one afternoon Beth was on her bed with her legs spread and I was on my knees beside the bed with my head between her legs. I was enjoying the wonderful aroma and her moans and gasps of pleasure. When Beth finished her orgasm, I stood to remove my shorts. Just then we heard the click of a door closing. Beth jumped and looked toward her partially open bedroom door. We both got dressed and went to investigate. Mom's bedroom door was closed and her car was in the driveway. We went to the kitchen and began cleaning up. Beth said that she hoped mom hadn't seen us, but she didn't see how she could have missed looking in as she walked by her room. A couple hours later, mom came out and said she was sick and came home for some rest. She didn't mention seeing us and acted as if nothing happened. She stayed home for the rest of the week and Beth went out to work with her clients. |
Bahamian Vacation (continued) (Summary of previous story: I had flown to Nassau for a 2-week vacation to get away from things back home and the death of my fiancee, Debby, a little over a month earlier. The woman at the front desk at the hotel, Cinnamon, invited me to her apartment for dinner and it had turned into an overnight invitation.) NOTE: This occurred over 30 years ago so some of the landmarks and places mentioned may have changed since that time. The next morning, Monday, the first thing I remember was the alarm going off. Cinnamon stirred. Suddenly she jerked, her face showed fear, then she relaxed. “I forgot you were here. I don’t remember the last time I had someone in bed with me, beside my cat Char,” she explained. Char jumped up on the bed demanding attention. We both stroked her she loved it. “I have to be at work by 8:00, today, but I have Tuesday and Wednesday off if you want a tour guide,” she said. “Yes, that would wonderful,” I responded. “You can go back to the hotel with me. I've got to take a shower and get ready. Too bad there is not time for a double shower,” she said with a sly smile. She stepped into the bathroom and the water started. I got dressed while I waited. I sat on the bed. Char jumped up next to me and rubbed her head on my hand. I scratched her on the head between her ears. She pushed up against my hand asking for more. Her purr was loud. The water in the bathroom stopped. Cinnamon walked into the bathroom, drying herself with a towel. “I see you found a friend Char,” said Cinnamon. Cinnamon finished getting dressed. We went to the kitchen She sliced some bread from the loaf we started the night before. She put it in the toaster. She set some peanut butter and some jam on the table and a couple of paper plates. When the first two slices had toasted she gave me one after buttering it. She took the other. She put 2 additional slices in the toaster. I choose peanut butter she chose the jam. I enjoyed my toast, the taste of the bread was excellent. I noticed the jam she used was a reddish-brown. It looked almost grainy. “What kind of jam is that?” I asked. “Guava jam,” she replied “I bought it from a neighbor who makes it.” She handed me a corner of her toast. I tasted it, it was a different taste, but it was very good. “Do you bake your own bread?” I questioned. She giggled, “I have, but not for some time. I bought this at a small bakery called Model Bakery.” The second set of toast popped up. I chose the Guava jam and thoroughly enjoyed it. She put food down for Char. We left for the hotel where she worked and I was staying. We went over the bridge to Paradise Island. She parked and we walked inside. I gave her a quick kiss. I told her I was going to do some walking around. We agreed to meet in the hotel lobby at 5:00. I went up to my room. The first thing I noticed was that the flowers and champagne that were in my room had been removed. I was glad they were gone because the brought back memories of Debby, my fiancee who had died. However I wondered where they had gone. I unpacked my suitcase and took a long hot shower. I did the normal morning activities. I dressed then checked the weather forecast on the hotel channel. I went down to the lobby. No one but Cinnamon was at the front desk. I walked over and said, “I noticed the flowers and champagne were removed from my room.” “Yes, I called and had someone do that last night. I also had them removed from your bill. Was that alright?” she asked. I thought for a few seconds then answered, “Yes, they just remind me of Debby. I want to see some of Nassau and maybe pick up a few souvenirs.” “If you don’t mind a little walking, you could go over the bridge. Turn to the right and Bay Street will take you into downtown,” she said. “Here take my card in case you need to call or you have questions.” “Thank you!” I responded. I smiled and squeezed her hand. Another hotel guest walked up behind me. I turned and walked out the front door. I walked up to the bridge expecting to pay a toll. I was happy to discover there was no toll for pedestrians. Walking over the bridge was like going over a hill. Later I learned later that it is about 75 feet high to allow larger boats to pass underneath it. At the end of the bridge I turned right and walked down Bay Street. Soon there were shops on both sides of the street. Many of them were selling souvenirs, shirts, shells, jewelry, and other knick-knacks. I walked down the harbor side of the street and soon came to an open air structure with various people selling mostly what appeared to be handmade items; straw hats, wood carvings, straw mail holders, beaded jewelry, etc. One of the first women I encountered said “welcome to the straw market”. She offered to sell me a hat. With the bright sun I decided it would be a good idea to wear a hat. The men's hats were marked $12, but she immediately told me I could have one for $10. I looked over the selection. I wanted one with some brim to shade my face. She even stitched my initials on the back in colored straw. I walked through the remaining stalls and only picked up one more item, a 3-pocket straw mail holder. I walked to the west end of downtown. There was a McDonald’s there, not what I was looking to have for lunch. I walked to the other side of Bay Street. I came to a restaurant called Lums. I decided to have an early lunch. I looked through the menu for something I normally would not be able to get. I decided on a bowl of conch chowder and a cracked conch sandwich. The chowder was very good, somewhat like a clam chowder, but this was much more flavorful. The cracked conch sandwich was also good the meat was pounded out, seasoned, and fried. It was somewhat chewy like clam strips. After lunch I continued down Bay Street. I came across a larger store more upscale than most in downtown, The Nassau Shop (I believe it is no longer there). I walked in and was able to find souvenirs for my family and Debby’s mother. I asked the cashier if she knew where the Model Bakery was located. She gave me directions. It wasn’t too far, so I decided to go there. I walked to the east end of downtown and then went over to Dowdeswell Street and continued east. A few blocks down I saw a light green cement block building with a short line of people waiting outside a window on the street side of the building. Above the window was “MODEL BAKERY” in black block letters above the window. I took my place at the end of the line. I listened as the people ahead of me ordered. They seemed to order loaves of bread, buns (dinner rolls), and/or “cement” rolls. When I got up to the window there was no list of products or prices visible to me. I ordered a loaf of bread and a “cement” roll. I paid then walked away. I walked over to Shirley Street as I pulled out the roll. It was a large, heavy cinnamon roll with white icing. I started eating it, it was delicious. The bread was very most and hearty. There was the right amount of cinnamon and sugar rolled into it. The icing was thick, smooth, and creamy. I finished about half as I walked down Shirley Street before I couldn’t eat anymore. I kept walking. I could see the ocean up ahead. Just before I got to the road running along the water. There was a large hotel on the left. I came to a sign that read “Fort Montagu Beach Hotel”. I reached the end of the road with the ocean ahead. I turned right and continued east. There were 3 men taking a boat out of the water at what appeared to be a public boat ramp. I stopped and asked if they had been fishing. They said they had. They had a large plastic pail full of various fish. They also had two large fish in a separate container. “What are these larger fish?” I asked. “Nassau grouper,” one of the men responded. I put my bags down and helped them transfer items from the boat to one of their cars. “How far out did you go?” I asked. “About 5 miles off East End,” one of them answered I thanked them. Picked up my bags and continued east. The breeze and the salty air was wonderful. As I walked I noticed a sign that said “Blackbeard's Tower” with an arrow pointing forward down the road. “Do you know how far it is to Blackbeard’s Tower?” I asked someone working on a boat at the side of the road. They had a very thick accent, but I think they said, “A very long way and up high.” I thanked them and decided to turn around thinking it was too far for me to get to. I walked along the ocean side road, turning on Bay Street then walking back over the bridge and into the hotel. Cinnamon was still at the front desk. I waved, but did not go over because there was a line of people she was helping. I went up to my room. I showered and put on a different set of clothes. I had more than an hour before I was to meet Cinnamon in the lobby. I lay down on the bed. The next thing I remember was the bed moving. I opened my eyes and Cinnamon had crawled into bed next to me. “You must have had a big day,” she said before giving me a huge kiss. “Yes, I did some exploring,” I said still waking up. “How did you get in?” “Silly question. I have a master key. Do you want me to leave?” she asked giggling. “No, no not at all,” I responded. “What do you suggest for tonight?” “Well, I usually eat out Monday nights,” Cinnamon said kissing me again. She ran her hand down my chest, then between my legs. She started rubbing in a circular motion. I quickly started responding. “We could have appetizers here!” she suggested as she pressed harder. “Appetizers here sounds good,” I said kissing her on the neck and putting my hand on her breast. Cinnamon moaned softly and pressed into my hand. We caressed each other through our clothing. I had stiffened and had created a tent in my pants. “Cinnamon is hungry,” she said unzipping my pants and pulling out my erect rod. She stroked it as I unbuttoned her blouse. I reached around her back and unhooked her bra. My hand found her bare breast just as she started moving to her hands and knees. Her lips touched the head of my penis as I rolled on my back freeing my other hand to cup the other breast. Her long, red hair created a tent half way around her head. I was still able to see as she kissed up and down the sides of my penis. She moved putting a knee on each side of my head. I had continued the massage on her breasts as she kissed my scrotum. I breathed deeply and exhaled slowly. I was disappointed that I had missed the opportunity to used my mouth and tongue on her now protruding nipples. I reluctantly removed my hands from her breasts, then used them to unbuckle her pants. I pulled her pants and underwear down to her knees and over my head. I rested my head on top of them. They were warm. I gazed up at her pussy just a few inches above my face. Her bush was the same color as her hair. Her vaginal lips were swelling and there was a glisten of moisture exiting them. I moaned loudly as she sucked one of my testicles into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around it, giving me waves of great pleasure. She pushed it out with her tongue. “When are you going to start eating your appetizer?” she asked with a giggle. I started by brushing my fingers against her trimmed pubic hair. It was softer than I expected. My fingers moved to her vaginal lips, lightly touching them along their full length. Cinnamon breathed deeply. She slowly exhaled. She breathed in deeply again as I lightly traced the crack between her lips. Moisture was clearly visible and the tips of my fingers became covered with her juices. She let out her breath and took my other testicle into her mouth. I again moaned loudly. She swirled her tongue around it. I pushed my fingertips between her pussy lips. She moaned causing her tongue to vibrate against my testicle. It was an extremely pleasurable sensation. I pushed my fingers deeper and after running them the full length a few times I started circling around and across her clitoris. She pushed my testicle out of mouth and arched her back moaning loudly. “Yes! Yes! More!” she exclaimed. I lightly pinched her clitoris. Cinnamon yelped and moaned before I felt her lips around the head of my penis. Her tongue licked the tip. She pushed her pelvis toward my mouth as she took more of my rod into her month. I spread her pussy lips with my fingers. I swirled my tongue around her love button. Cinnamon jerked, then lowered her pussy farther. I pressed my tongue harder against her. She moaned as she took more of me into her mouth. The combination of her tongue and cheeks was pushing me to the edge. I inserted a couple of fingers slowly into her love hole. Her vaginal muscles closed around them. She was now bobbing up and down on my stick. I began pumping my fingers inside her. She made a sound that is hard to describe. I was ready to cum. “I am going to come soon!” I told her. She continued. Suddenly her vaginal muscles clamped and relaxed around my fingers. Then her whole body trembled, then shook uncontrollably. She drenched my face. My balls tightened and I shot my load into her mouth. There was more than she could handle. I felt some running down my penis. I pulled my fingers out of her as she collapsed on top of me. We lay there panting for a few minutes. “That was one of the biggest orgasms I have ever had!” Cinnamon said after rolling off of me. “I don’t think I have come so much!” I responded. After a few more minutes Cinnamon said, “I have to clean up and get redressed.” She got up and went to the bathroom. A few minutes later I got up kicked off my pants and underwear and walked in the bathroom. She had finished, but was looking in the mirror. I kissed her on the neck from behind. “Do you have a brush?” she asked. “I need to do something with my hair.” “Sorry, but I do have a larger comb,” I answered. I got the comb out of my suitcase and walked back into the bathroom. I began combing her hair and continued until she was satisfied. I cleaned up and got dressed. “Where do you usually eat out?” I inquired. “There are a few places. It depends on what type of food I am looking to have,” she answered. “I have to go home and feed Char, my cat, first. What kind of food do you want?” “Let’s go I’ll think about,” I responded. We got in the car and drove to Cinnamon’s apartment. “I'll run up feed Char and be right out,” she said. Several minutes later she came back out. She had changed into a form fitting dress. She looked absolutely stunning. It showed off her assets and shape wonderfully. I felt underdressed. Soon she was back in the car. I couldn’t help but stare at her. “You are staring,” she said. “I’m sorry!” I responded. “Don’t be sorry! It’s a compliment!” she said. “You look absolutely stunning!” I said. “Thanks, Andy!” she said. “There’s a place right on the water. They have a variety of food. I’m sure we will find something,” Cinnamon said. I kept staring. After a short drive she pulled into a parking lot. We walked across a dock to a large platform out in the water where the restaurant was located. I followed behind her admiring her rear end as she walked. The sun was setting and the view across the water was fantastic. I believe the restaurant was called “Anchorage”. We waited a short time for a table. Several eyes followed Cinnamon as we walked to our table. We were seated at a table that had no other tables between us and the water. The bar was in the center so most of the tables had a good view of the water. The menu was large, but heavily weighted to seafood. We ordered drinks and then ordered our food when the waiter came back with our drinks. As we waited she said, “There is something I need to tell you.” Her face looked serious and fearful. My mind raced. Was she in a relationship? Was she married? She couldn’t be pregnant by me. Was she dying? Did she have a disease? Was she a wanted criminal in the U.S.? “What is it?” I asked with some trepidation. “I know Cindy, Debby’s cousin, from college. My dorm room was next to Cindy’s dorm room my last 2 years of college,” she explained. I relaxed and it must have shown on my face. “Sorry! I didn't mean to worry you!” Cinnamon apologized. “I met Debby a few times when she came to visit Cindy. We went out to a movie and for meals. Debby spoke about you. Cindy spoke about you. I got the impression that Cindy and you were more than just friends. Cindy thought you were a great guy. She wished she could find a guy like you,” Cinnamon explained. “I know Debby loved you very much. She spoke about you a lot while she was visiting. She wanted to get home to you. After I graduated Cindy kept in contact. She called me when Debby died. Yesterday I was surprised to see your name when you checked in. I had to find out you were the same guy. I don’t get into a sexual relationship so fast, but I felt I already knew you.” “Wow! It is a small world. Have I lived up to your expectations?” I asked. “Yes, you have,” Cinnamon replied. The waiter came with our food. I had gotten fried fish and lobster. Cinnamon had gotten steak and lobster. Now lobster in the Bahamas is different than the Maine lobster which most people picture. Lobster there does not have the large front claws, but has long spiked antennas and a bumpy shell. The Bahamians call it crawfish. It is also called rock lobster. The meal was excellent. When the waiter asked if we wanted dessert. Cinnamon said with a sly smile, “No thank you. Dessert is waiting for us back at my place.” I grabbed the check and paid for the meal before Cinnamon could object. We walked to the car and were soon back at Cinnamon’s apartment. We walked upstairs and Char her cat greeted us at the door. Cinnamon locked the door behind us. She went to the kitchen and came back with bowls, ice cream, whipped cream, cherries, and chocolate sauce. We sat at the table. Cinnamon scooped the ice cream. We topped our own ice cream. We ate our sundaes. Cinnamon loved the cherries. They were the ones with the stems attached. She would put a cherry in her mouth, eat the cherry, then remove the stem a few seconds later tied in a knot. Char sat in a chair watching us. Cinnamon put a small amount of ice cream on dish and put it on the floor. Char immediately jumped to the floor and licked the plate clean. Char went to the bedroom after finishing. “I have a full day planned for my first day as tour guide,” Cinnamon said. “Do you want to spend the night here?” Cinnamon giggled. “Well I’ve had dessert. Do you have a reason for me to stay?” I tried to say with a straight face. I felt her foot in my lap. Her toes began kneading my groin. “Is this reason enough?” she giggled again. She got up. I did to and helped clear the table. “Leave the dishes for tomorrow,” she I instructed. I picked her up in my arms. She turned off lights as I carried her to the bedroom. I kissed her before going through the bedroom door. Once inside I saw Char laying across the middle of the bed. She meowed as we entered. I laid Cinnamon on her side facing away from me. I touched her neck and stroked down to her shoulder. She trembled. I knelt down and kissed from her neck and down the bare part of her shoulder. I undid the hook at the top of her dress and pulled the zipper down. I caressed the now exposed part of her back. She trembled again. I slipped her dress off her shoulder. She was not wearing a bra. I reached around to find her breast while still kissing her exposed skin. Her dress was form fitting. I was able to get to her breast and put my palm over her nipple and began massaging her breast. Cinnamon moaned her pleasure. “I think it would be better if I got out of this dress,” she suggested. We got out of bed. We removed her dress and the rest of her clothes. I stood staring at the lovely woman in front of me. “You are staring,” Cinnamon said. “Sorry!” I said. “Don’t be sorry! It’s a compliment,” she said. We both laughed. “There’s something wrong with this picture,” she said. “Your clothes are still on.” She laughed. She helped me out of my clothes. I picked them up and put them on a chair in the corner. When I turned around Cinnamon was staring at me. “You are staring,” I scolded. “Sorry,” she said suppressing a laugh. “Don’t be sorry it’s a compliment,” I got out before we both burst out laughing. I walked over and gave her a big hug. It was wonderful feeling her breasts pushing into my chest. My penis began to come to life. I stooped over and kissed one of her nipples. She moaned and pushed her breast to my mouth. I opened my mouth and sucked on her nipple. I then used my tongue to swirl around her nipple. She moaned again. I nibbled lightly. She let out a little yip, but did not move away. I moved to her other breast and did the same. Her hands were running up and down my back. I stood up, picked her up, and laid her on the bed. My fingers moved between her legs quickly rubbing her pussy lips. They were very warm. I pushed a couple of fingers between them. They were coated with her juices. Her hand found my penis. It was already getting hard. She lightly caressed the length of it. I moved to her clitoris. I circled it with my fingertips. Cinnamon writhed on the bed pushing up into my fingers. I continued as she moaned. She had wrapped her fingers around my rod and was pumping up and down. I kissed down her stomach as I pushed two fingers into her love hole. I kept my thumb moving over her love button. She continued to writhe on the bed. “I want you inside me!” she ordered. I got up on the bed. Cinnamon lifted her legs into the air. I moved between them. I slid my penis along the outside of her pussy. She moaned. It pushed it between her pussy lips and up to her clitoris. I rubbed the head of my rod on her love button a few times before moving inside her. I moved inside her. Slowly I pushed into her depths. The smile on her face was soon covered by my mouth. I kissed her as our pelvises came together. I began thrusting up and down. With each down stroke she let out a small grunt of pleasure. Soon she was moving in coordination with me. I felt the walls of her vagina tighten. The pressure on my penis was extremely pleasurable and quickly brought me to the edge. She quivered, then shook, just before she spasmed around me. I shot my load into her as she screamed. I kept pumping. A few minutes later she arched her back and screamed again. She shivered, then relaxed back onto the bed. I hugged her tight. I rolled onto my side pulling her onto her side. Char narrowly escaped being squashed. I remained inside her although I was going limp. We fell asleep in each other’s arms. My last thoughts were what did the future hold for us. |
THE SUMMER JOB I’LL NEVER FORGET As I finished my last final exam for the year, I was thinking of where to get a job this summer so I could continue to pay for my college education. By now, I usually had an idea what I would do, but so far, I hadn’t found any opportunities. I turned in my test and left the classroom and walked a short distance to a bench and sat down. It’s a beautiful Spring day and I am really enjoying the warmer weather, the grass is beginning to green up and the birds are singing. The sun feels warm as I sit and continue to ponder where to find a job. I sure like the warmer weather as the girls all start to dress down, showing off their bodies and trying to regain their tans. I hate winter when all the girls wear a lot of clothes and you can’t see their bodies. Now it’s tank tops and shorts, wow how I love spring at KU. My name is Robert Moore. I am just finishing my junior year at Kansas State University. I’m 22 years old, 6 feet tall and weigh 180 pounds. I work out with weights regularly and have a really trim body. My major is Ag Business and Marketing and hope to land a job in Ag Marketing when I get out of school, if I ever get out. My school career has been pretty rough, having to pay the expenses as I go. My parents died many years ago and I was raised by an aunt, my mother’s sister. My parents didn’t leave me much so I’ve pretty well had to make it on my own after High School. I really don’t want to get into heavy debt by getting student loans, so I work a lot. I work here at the University in the weight room as a trainer. I help the male and female athletes with their training. The job ends with the school year so I’m currently unemployed. My girlfriend Alisha has an athletic scholarship to the University to play basketball. I sure wish I could have excelled at something so I could have landed a full ride scholarship, but, I didn’t have time to play sports in high school, I had to work. Anyway, back to the problem at hand, a job. I can go over to the Student Center and see if there are any jobs posted on the bulletin board. Sometimes one can find something there. As I walk across campus I see Alisha walking toward me. Ahhh, my girlfriend, Alisha. What a dish to behold. She is 6 ft. tall, long brunette hair, weighs about 120 pounds, and has a body to die for. Sometimes my friends tell me she looks like Shania Twain…and…actually she does. I just love to motorboat her 36D tits. She looks like a dream in motion. We met here our first year. “Hi beautiful, what’s up?” I ask her as she approaches. She smiles at me and says, “I’m just glad this year is finally over, I’m ready to go home for a while….are we still on for the weekend?” “Yes,” I tell her, “I have reservations for dinner at the steakhouse and have made a room reservation at the Holiday Inn Express. I really don’t want to be apart from you for the next few months…I already miss you.” “Well lover, if you’re still looking for a job, my Mom’s sister is looking for a hired hand for the summer, you could come to Nebraska with me and take that job and we’d only be an hour apart,” she said. “That would be great, what kind of job does she have?” I asked. “Well, her husband was killed in an accident about a year ago. They had a large wheat farm and she is trying to keep it going by herself. She hires temporary help to help her during different parts of the year…..why don’t we call her and see if it would be something you could handle?” she said. “That would be great, we can call her after while, maybe when we get to the hotel, that is, if you will leave me alone long enough to call her,” I laughed. “Sometimes you’re a real ass Robert, but I love you anyway….what time are you picking me up?” “I’ll be there at 6, that should give you time to make that pussy of yours real sweet for me,” I grinned and winked at her as she walked away and blew me a kiss. Alisha and I have been dating now for over three years. I think that she could be the one. We decided that since this would be our last weekend together, we’d spend it together and fuck our brains out as we wouldn’t be seeing each other for a couple of months. Well, if I can land that job with her Aunt, that would be great and we could be closer to each other for the summer. Alisha is a wonderful in bed. She is so uninhibited that she will do anything sexually. We even had a threesome with my best friend a couple of times. The last time we had a threesome was a few months ago. My best friend Norm had a party over at his house. There were a lot of people there and the drinking was, to say the least, heavy. Everyone was having a good time talking and dancing. Alisha was wanting to dance and I was just not ready, so, Norm volunteered to dance with her. I watched them dancing out on the floor, Alisha was a very sexy dancer and had the attention of most of the guys around the dance floor. She was wearing a very tight pair of jeans and a tank top, it showed off her body very well. After a couple of fast dances, a slow song came up and she and Norm continued dancing. I noticed that Norm had both his hands on her ass, squeezing it as they danced and Alisha was not objecting. I knew that she had had enough to drink that she really wouldn’t object to much of anything right now. After the dance was over, they came back over to where I was talking to a couple of guys. Alisha wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me a hard kiss as she slipped her tongue deep into my mouth. She looked at me and whispered in my ear, “I think it’s time for you to dance with me, and I mean now.” I was not one to argue, so I went to the dance floor with her. The song was very slow and as we danced, Alisha drove her tongue into my mouth again. After that, she looked me directly in the eyes and said, “Robert, remember when you and I and Norm fucked a few months ago?” I told her that I remembered and it had been great. “Robert, I want to fuck you two guys again tonight, is that ok with you?” she said. Of course I had no objections and I knew Norm wouldn’t. Norm and I had been best friends for over 10 years and had shared a lot of different girls. We had shared his girlfriend a little over a week ago. She had finished her classes a few days early and had moved home for the summer so he was here alone. When the dance ended, we got another beer and went to find Norm. He was sitting on the couch in the living room. We plopped down on the couch with him, Alisha between us. I leaned over and said to him, “Hey Norm, want to do a threesome with Alisha and me tonight?” A big smile crossed his face and he replied, “Well hell yeah, who wouldn’t want to have sex with Alisha?” Alisha smiled at him and gave him a long deep kiss. I looked over at Norm and asked him, “How long before this party is over and everyone leaves?” Norm smiled as he stood up, went to the stereo and turned it off, then went to the center of the room and made the announcement, “I’m tired and this party is over, everybody get the hell out !” The crowd looked a little dismayed and began to trickle out the front door. Norm came back over to the couch and sat down smiling. “I think they got the idea I wanted them all to leave, hell, it’s after midnight and I’m horny as hell and Alisha looks damn delicious.” In about half an hour everyone was gone. Norm locked up and brought some cold beers into the bedroom, where Alisha and I were already naked. She was down on her knees swallowing my 7 inch cock and caressing my balls. It didn’t take Norm long to strip and bring his cock over for Alisha to suck. She would suck one of us while she jacked the other. It was heaven. Alisha got up and laid down on the bed on her back and spread her legs. That was an open invitation for me to go eat her sweet pussy, which I did while Norm delivered his 7 inches to her waiting mouth. He and I switched places several times before he mounted Alisha and pushed his cock deep inside her. She moaned around my cock as he began to fuck her slowly while he sucked on her nipples. Alisha looked up at me and said, “Darlin’, I want you to fill my mouth with your cum, I want to drink it all.” Within a few minutes, I felt that good, good feeling building down deep inside my balls. Slowly, I could feel a load of hot cum pushing through my cock and exploding inside her mouth. Alisha was squeezing my balls with one hand while she milked my dick with the other. She swallowed it all and was milking every drop out of my rapidly softening cock. I sat back in a chair near the bed and watched my best friend fuck my girl. Alisha’s arms and legs were wrapped around Norm holding him tightly. She was moaning loudly and saying, “Go for it Norm, fuck me hard, fuck me good, just fuck me……….shit I’m cumming, FUCK MEEEEEEEEEEE I'M CUMINNNNNNNNNNNNG ! She had pushed her pussy up to meet Norm’s thrust and had put a death squeeze on him while her body pulsed with the orgasmic sensations that were shooting throughout her body. I could see Norm push his cock into her as far as he could and I knew that he was filling my girl’s tight cunt with his hot seed. I walked around behind where I could see his cock penetrating her pussy. His cum was oozing out around his cock and running down her crack. Alisha’s arms and legs fell to the bed. For a few moments, Norm just lay there on top of her. He then slowly raised up and slipped his flaccid cock out of her, behind it a rush of hot cum ran down her crack and onto the bed. By this time my cock was hard and throbbing again. I crawled on Alisha and pushed my throbbing member deep into her hot wet pussy. Alisha opened her eyes and smiled just before she grabbed my head and pulled me to her waiting lips. She kissed me long and hard as she bucked her ass up to my thrusting rod, wrapping her legs around my ass and pulling me closer to her. She wrapped her arms around my back and squeezed me tightly….I knew that she was cumming again. I continued my penile assault on her pussy, pulling out of her till just the head of my rod was inside her then slamming it all the way into her. I felt my cock partially stretch the small opening of her cervix. I pulled back and pushed again, this time I felt the head of my cock enter her uterus just as I began to blow my load of hot semen inside her. She began to violently orgasm again while I was mixing my sperm with Norms. After we both finished, I rolled off of her and got off the bed. I stood up at the end of the bed and looked at my beautiful Alisha lying there, visibly sated. Her legs were still spread and I could see the thick stream of cum, that Norm and I had deposited, running out of her . She took her hand and scooped up a blob of the thick juice and licked it off, smiling. We all decided to go out and get another beer before we began the next round. As Alisha got off the bed, a large gob of goo ran out of her and down the insides of her legs. She excused herself saying, “I need to go clean up a little, I’ll join you guys in a minute.” With that she went into the bathroom and Norm and I went to the kitchen. We were drinking our beers when she came into the kitchen and opened one for herself. “Which one of you guys are going to lick my pussy while I drink my beer?” she asked. Norm immediately picked her up by the hips and lifted her onto the counter saying, “I’ll do it!” He buried his face between her legs and Alisha began to moan. She leaned back onto her elbows and spread her legs to accommodate him then watched as he licked the remnants of the mixture of our cum from her well fucked pussy. Norm and I both liked to eat fucked pussy. The taste of our cum had never bothered either of us and we had always been eager to lick our lover’s pussies clean. Alisha had began to cum again as Norm sucked on her engorged clit. Her moans were getting louder and louder as she exploded into yet another orgasm. Norm got up and I took my turn. Her pussy tasted great. The mixture of all our cum tantalized my taste buds as I drove my tongue deep inside her hole. I lubed my index finger and began to push it into her ass while I licked her cunt. I could feel her muscles tensing as she began to cum again. When she finished, we led her to the couch. Norm sat on the couch and Alisha straddled him with her legs taking his cock into her hot box. I lubed my finger with spit and began to push it into her ass, spitting saliva into her crack and letting it run down her crack to her ass hole. I lubed my cock and began to push it into her while Norm continued fucking her. Soon I had pushed my cock balls deep into her ass and began to fuck her slowly. It felt great, I could feel Norm’s cock pushing in and out on the other side of the thin membrane that separated her pussy from her colon. We fucked her like dogs in heat for the next hour, all of us moaning and groaning at the pleasure we were receiving. I know that Alisha had at least 4 orgasms during this time. Norm was sucking on her nipples while I cupped her tits and squeezed them. Again, Norm and I both began to unload deep inside her. When she felt our hot cum spurting inside her, we both felt her muscles spasm as she began to cum again yelling, “FUCK ME YOU BASTARDS, FILL ME UP WITH YOUR CREAM, FUCK ME HARDER…..HARDER……FUCK ME, FUUUUUUUUCK MEEEEEEEEEE……… After we dismounted, we were all tired and went into the bedroom and slept together. When morning came, we double penetrated her again before we all went our separate ways. I had found that Alisha was one hot woman that liked sex….all different ways. Now that school was out, I knew that I didn’t want to be away from her so tonight I will check out this job with her Aunt. I went to my dorm, showered and changed clothes and headed out to pick up Alisha. I was looking forward to this night and had scored some Cialis from a friend so I could keep hard longer. It was going to be a great weekend. I picked up Alisha at her dorm at six and took her to the Cattleman’s Steakhouse for dinner. She looked amazing wearing a mid thigh black dress that was V cut to the center of her stomach and no back. I almost shot my wad in my shorts when I saw her. We had steaks and drinks, talked and laughed a lot. After dinner, we were having a drink and talking. Alisha looked at me seriously. “Robert, we’ve been seeing each other for quite a while, I know that we love each other…..where are we going? Do you want to marry me some day and spend our lives together or what? I guess I would like to have some idea of where we’re headed.” I knew that I loved her very much, but the thought of the future had never really crossed my mind. She was all a guy would want in life, she is beautiful, a real partner, lover and confidant. “Alisha, I’ve never thought that far ahead, but now that I am, yes I would want to be married some day, but not till I’m finished with school and have a means to support us. I guess I just assumed that’s where we were going with our relationship. But, yes I do want to spend my life with you.” She got up from her chair and came around the table to me and gave me one of the most passionate kisses I’ve ever gotten in my life. She looked deep into my eyes and said, “That’s what I wanted to know, thank you, now I know where we’re headed. She kissed me again and went back to her chair. After coming back to earth, I noticed that everyone in our immediate area was looking at us and smiling. I guess I was a little embarrassed at the attention, I could feel my face getting warm. Alisha picked up on it and grinned widely at me. She started teasing me. “Are you embarrassed to be with me, is that why you’re turning all red?” she laughed. I just took a drink and grinned. After dinner, we went out and took in a movie. The movie wasn’t very crowded and we were sitting toward the back of the theater. I felt her hand stroking my cock on the outside of my slacks. It felt wonderful. I could see her out the corner of my eye watching me as she played. She unzipped my fly and put her hand inside my underwear and squeezed my hardening dick. She pulled my manhood out of my pants and leaned over my lap. Her tongue was darting all over the head, licking the pre-cum off. Slowly, she took it into her mouth and deep throated me and held it there for almost a minute, stroking the underside with her tongue. She started going up and down on it and in a few minutes I filled her oral cavity with my hot cum. Alisha swallowed every bit of it then she sucked my cock for several minutes more, extracting every drop. When she finished, she put my cock back in my pants and zipped me up. She looked at me smiling, then kissed me. I could taste the residue of my cum on her tongue as she pushed it deep into my mouth and then she said, “I love you Robert.” When the movie ended, I couldn’t wait to get out of there and get to the Holiday Inn. I wanted to see her naked. I wanted to be inside her. I wanted to feel her tight vagina clamped around my throbbing manhood. I wanted to eat her pussy and feel her gush her hot cum into my mouth as she writhed in ecstasy. I wanted to make her feel good all over, time and time again. I knew that in a short while I would have all of that and I couldn’t wait. I had checked into the hotel earlier in the afternoon, so we went directly up to the room. While I was there earlier, I left some good wine to drink and a bouquet of roses for Alisha. When we entered the room, she saw the roses and ran to them to see the card. After she read it, she turned and smiled at me while dropping her dress to the floor. I was in a trance as I saw her standing there in nothing but her thong and 4 inch high heels. My cock was about to climb out of my pants…….I couldn’t get naked fast enough. As soon as I was naked, I went to her and kissed her. I took her hand and led her to the bed where she kicked off her heels and we both crawled between the sheets and embraced for several minutes. I pushed her over on her back and started kissing her on her neck, then down to her beautiful breasts. I cupped them with my hands and gently chewed on her erect nipples. She moaned and squirmed on the sheets as one of my hands went to her mound and lightly caressed the outer lips of her bald pussy. Her moans were continuous…..I could feel the wetness oozing from between her pussy lips as I slid my finger just inside to the entrance of her love canal. She was grinding her hips and pushing up to engulf my finger. I wouldn’t let it enter just yet, I wanted her to desire penetration for a little longer. My mouth left her tits and I began to move down her body kissing her abdomen then stopped and pushed my tongue into her navel. My travel continued on down to her pubic mound……I lay down between her spread legs and pulled the swelled lips of her pussy apart and gazed at her engorged clitoris. It was wet and was standing out waiting for any kind of contact. I put my lips around it and began to suck on it and lick it with my tongue. Alisha let out a loud groan and pushed her pussy into my face……I devoured it. My tongue penetrated her and I lapped her sweet juices from her sopping wet pussy, thoroughly cleaning her. My tongue adventured further south and the tip just brushed her anus lightly. Her back arched and she grasped the sheets with her hands and squeezed as I pushed the end of my tongue slightly into her ass while two of my fingers pushed inside her and rubbed that little rough area just inside her pussy……the well known G-spot. While I rubbed that sensitive area with my two middle fingers, I began to rub her clit with my thumb and pushed my other index finger into her ass up to the second joint. Then it happened, she exploded, her abdominal muscles formed a perfect six pack, her back arched high and she shot out a huge squirt of her cum which I caught in my mouth. I shoved my finger up her ass as far as I could get it and began to rub her G-spot rapidly with my other hand. My tongue was just below her vaginal canal licking her as she unloaded several more streams of her cum into my mouth, which I drank greedily…….she tasted so good. When her orgasm subsided, I slowly crawled onto her and placed the head of my hard cock against the opening of her pussy and pushed slowly in till my balls rested on her ass. I was kissing her while she wrapped her arms around me, entwining my tongue with hers and lifting her ass up to get me deeper inside her. I fucked her slowly and deliberately, savoring every inch that moved in and out of her….the pleasure was indescribable. She whispered in my ear, “I love you Robert, I always will…..please never leave me.” I looked into her wanting eyes as my cock slid in and out of her and saw the love and desire that was inside her. I told her, “I love you Alisha,” and kissed her long and hard. I was inside her for over an hour, fucking her slowly as she continued to cum several times. Her wetness had continued to increase as I continued to enjoy the pleasures of her body. I felt her muscles get hard just before I felt my balls contract and I began to shoot my hot ropes of cum deep into her belly. I was cumming like a race horse….I had never felt myself give up so much cum at one time in my whole life. Alisha was having a sensational orgasm as I continued to fill her insides with my love juice. When I finished unloading my seed inside her, I raised up on my elbows and looked at the beauty beneath me. Her eyes were closed and she was smiling…totally relaxed. I kissed her and raised up off of her, pulling my soft rod from her hot cunt. I sat back on my heels and looked at her beautiful body lying on the bed. I could see a stream of my cum running out of her. I leaned down and began to lick her wet pussy clean and heard her moan. I spread her lips and connected my lips to her pussy and sent my tongue inside her. I lapped up our combined juices, getting a mouth full, then delivering it to Alisha’s waiting mouth. She sucked it all from my mouth, pulled me close to her and kissed me. She whispered, “I love it when you do that to me…..I love the taste of our cum, please bring me some more. For the next 20 minutes I ate her pussy and cleaned her completely. I felt Alisha cum three times as I licked her clean. She was lying on the bed like a rag doll, not moving, just breathing deeply. I crawled up beside her and cuddled with her as we fell asleep. I awoke and looked at the clock beside the bed, it was 4:25 AM. I looked at Alisha as she slept beside me. Damn she is beautiful. My eyes feasted on her naked body from her head to her toes. Every part of her is perfect. I thought back to our conversation at dinner. I knew I was totally in love with her and yes, I do want to marry her some day. We have the perfect relationship, we can watch each other have sex with someone else and neither of us gets jealous or upset. I know that she also loves me totally. We are both very secure in our relationship. I removed my arm from under her neck and left the bed and go to the bathroom. After I finished in the bathroom, I returned to the bed. Alisha had got between the sheets and was smiling at me as I got in. “I guess we forgot to call my Aunt, huh?” she said grinning. “So we did, I guess we can call her in the morning.” I said. We kissed and pulled the covers up to our necks and went back to sleep. We awoke at about 9:00 AM. We went to the shower together and made love……what a way to start the day. We got ourselves together and went to IHOP for breakfast. When we finished eating, Alisha called her Aunt. “Hi Aunt Lori, how are you doing this morning?” she asked. Alisha had her phone on speaker and I heard her Aunt say, “ Fine, dear. To what do I owe this pleasant surprise?” “Well….. Mom told me you were looking for someone to work for you this summer, and I have found someone for you.” “Oh, fantastic….I was beginning to get worried that I wasn’t going to find anyone that wanted to come clear out here. Who is the guy you found for me?” “Aunt Lori, his name is Robert Moore. I’ve been seeing him for the last 3 and a half years and he is a great guy. Would you like to talk to him?” “Sure, but I’d really like to meet him in person. When are you coming home?” Alisha was grinning at me, “I’m leaving here on Monday morning, if you’re interested in Robert, he will come with me.” I spoke up, “Hi, Mrs. Harper……….this is Robert.” “Well hello Robert, I’m looking forward to meeting you. I sure hope that we can work something out, I really need someone….and soon,” she said. “That’s great, I’ll follow Alisha when she comes home Monday and we’ll come to see you on Tuesday.” “Well Robert, if Alisha thinks you’re ok, I will too. She is a great judge of character. I have some chores to tend to so I need to go. I’ll see you guys on Tuesday then. Bye.” Alisha was smiling. “I know you’ll really like her….she’s great and I think that you will like working for her. I know I’ll sure be glad to have you that close to me so I can see you more often.” She kissed me on the cheek and scooted up close to me. “What are we going to do today, besides fuck !” Wellllll, I think that sounds like a good idea, I guess we will just fuck. First I’ll fuck you, then you can fuck me……..how does that sound?” I grinned. Alisha was smiling as we got up and headed back for the hotel. My cock was moving to attention as I walked behind Alisha and admired her beautiful tight ass. I asked her, “What’s your Aunt like?” “Well, darling, she’s 42, she has a great personality, she works hard on that farm and she is a wonderful cook. She and Uncle Frank never had any kids, she was unable to. They had been talking about adopting before the accident. She has long dark hair, about half way down her back, but she wears it up a lot. She knows a lot about horses and owns some really well bred ones. I think she sells their semen. Otherwise, she raises wheat on the farm.” That about covers it, she told me. “What happened to your uncle.” “He was working somewhere out on the farm one day and didn’t come in for lunch. Aunt Lori went out looking for him and found he had been ran over by a tractor. They think he must have tripped a fell off the tractor in front of the rear wheel. They said he died quickly and didn’t suffer. Since then, Aunt Lori decided she could keep the farm going on her own. There have been a lot of guys from the area that have tried to date her, but she has sent them all away and told them not to return. She needs a man in her life again. Maybe she can find someone. I should suggest to her she get on that new web site, Farmers Only dot com. Maybe she could find someone there that would she would like.” When we returned to the hotel, I was surprised to run into Pam Colbert, Alisha’s best friend. We stood in the lobby and talked for a while. In a little while, Alisha looked at me and said, “Surprise Robert, Pam is going to be joining us for the afternoon and anything goes.” My jaw dropped to the floor as I looked at Pam smiling at me. Pam is about 5’6” and weighs around 110. She has beautiful long red hair and a figure right out of the SI swimsuit edition. Her tits have to be about a 34C and her legs are long and toned. I looked at Alisha and asked, “Is this on the level, did you set this up?” She said to me, “I just thought that it would be nice to share you with Pam as kind of a last fling before summer, is that ok with you?” “Alright with me, hell yes I think this is going to be one wonderful afternoon.” With that said, we all went to the elevator and went up to our room. I opened the door and the two girls went in in front of me. I couldn’t help but admire their nice asses as they walked in. We opened a bottle of wine. As we sat around the table talking and sipping on the wine, Alisha got up and turned on some music then began dancing. She started doing a strip tease, it wasn’t long and Pam was on her feet doing the same thing. When they were down to their bra’s and panties, they embraced in a long wet kiss that sent my cock into orbit. Pam led Alisha over to the bed, ripped the top covers off and pulled Alisha onto the bed and removed her bra then her panties. In short order she went to the floor on her knees and pulled Alisha over to the edge of the bed and buried her tongue in Alisha’s dripping pussy. As I watched, my cock was getting harder and harder. I stood and removed all my clothes and went up behind Pam and removed her bra then pulled her panties down to her knees. My hands went around her and began to squeeze her tits, gently pinching her nipples. I eased up behind her and slid my cock along her wet slit and began to push it back and forth. I heard a moan come from Pam as the head of my dick slid across her engorged clit. I slid one hand from her tit across her stomach to her pubic mound, then as I touched her clit she spread her legs further apart and told Alisha to get up completely onto the bed so she could lay there between her legs. Alisha moved into the middle of the king sized bed and Pam crawled up to continue eating her pussy. My lips and tongue then had access to Pam’s wet pussy. I ran my finger up and down her wet slit then pushed it a short distance into her. I then put my lips on her and began to lick her pussy as I toyed with her asshole. Pam and Alisha were both moaning loudly as they received their pleasure. From the sound of Alisha, I knew she was getting close to an orgasm. Pam’s pussy was wet and ready to be penetrated so I stood up behind her and slid the head of my throbbing cock into her hot, wet love channel. She moaned loudly as I thrust all the way in and Alisha began to cum. I felt Pam’s vagina begin to squeeze my cock as she began to cum. I couldn’t stand it any longer and pushed balls deep into her hot box and began shooting my hot load deep inside her. I pushed my index finger into her ass hole and felt my pulsing rod through the thin membrane that separated her vagina and colon. My orgasm seemed to last for an eternity. I could feel my spent cum running out of her pussy and down the insides of her legs. My cock felt really good inside her warm pussy so I just left it there while my erection softened, kneading her soft boobs while she came down from her orgasm. When my cock plopped out of her I sat back on a chair and admired the two naked women in front of me. I could see my cum slowly oozing out of Pam’s pussy. Alisha had gotten off the bed and came over to where I sat. She got to her knees and began to suck my flaccid cock and tease my balls. In no time at all, she had me hard again. “Ok, big boy, I want you inside me right now. We went to the bed and I laid on my back. Alisha straddled my cock and began fucking me. When I saw Pam get onto the bed I knew what was coming. She smiled at me and straddled my head and lowered her still dripping pussy to my mouth as she embraced Alisha and kissed her. I could taste the mix of our cum as I licked and sucked on Pam’s pussy. The excitement of having two beautiful women on me and the taste of our mixed juices made my cock as hard as a rock. I felt Pam cumming as I sucked on her huge clit. Alisha had increased the intensity of fucking me and was beginning to cum again. We all continued having each other the rest of the afternoon and into the early evening. We all took a shower together then went out to dinner. My cock was sore and my balls shriveled. I had not had such intense sex in a long time. As we sat waiting for our dinner we talked about the events of the afternoon. Pam said since she had missed her event earlier, she would just stay with us tonight and we could continue. At this point, I really didn’t know if I could perform or not. The girls smiled at me and Pam had a devilish look on her face, “Be sure to eat something that will give you energy, Robert…..you’re going to need it before this night is over.” They both laughed as they grinned at me in expectation. The night with the two of them was fabulous. I had some Cialis so I took one when we got back to the room. For quite a while I just sat in a chair drinking beer and watching Pam and Alisha pleasure each other. I sometimes think that watching two women together is as good as sex. My stamina ran out sometime around midnight. We all cuddled up in the bed and had a very restful night. On Sunday morning, Pam fucked me one more time before she had to leave. Alisha and I just held each other and slept till almost noon. We showered and went out to eat then took in a movie. We went back to the room and had sex again then went to sleep. Tomorrow we will drive to Alisha’s home then on Tuesday we’ll go talk to Aunt Lori. I sure hope I can land that job so I can be close to Alisha. It’s becoming all too apparent that my feelings for her are increasing all the time. To be continued………………… |
I've had a thing for Tracy for years. It started on the very first day of my sons pre-school, where she was also dropping her son off at the same time. She was this adorable petite brunette, dressed comfortably in a sundress and cute sandals showing adorable toes, and we smiled at one another. And that was it. Except for one thing. Because the first little-known fact about hot moms and dropping kids off at pre-school, is that they are preoccupied with hugging their kids goodbye. And pre-school kids are short. And hot moms have to either crouch to kiss their kids, or lean way forward. Meaning there are often delightful sights to be had, and on that fateful first day of school, I got a glimpse all the way up Tracy's sundress, to the most delightfully hairless sight I think I had ever seen. Upskirt and down-blouse views of moms hot and cold are a great perk to dropping your kids off at pre-school, if you're a slightly twisted individual. I fit that description. And that was it. Over the following years, my son and hers became friends, and I'd hear about Timmy from time to time. They weren't necessarily inseparable best friends, and not in the same class, they just bonded a little and I'd hear about him from time to time. Which leads to the second little known fact about being a parent: you'll often have no idea what the kids last name is. Sure, some of time you know, but if for example the kids are in different classes or if there isn't a birthday party where you see the last name written down, you frequently only know kids by their first name, which is all the kids care about anyway. In Tracy's case, it was one of those times. At first I didn't know her name at all, and later on, I sent a few more years not knowing her last name either. After a couple years of waving, nods, and casual hellos and smiles, I finally talked to Timmy's hot mom in the parking lot while our boys played by the swing sets. "I'm Tracy, by the way. All these years, we've never actually had the chance to talk. I hear so much about your son!" "Jack. And very nice to meet you! I feel like I know you and Timmy already!" I smiled, and we continued small talk while our kids played. Eventually, it was time to leave. The boys came over, and wanted to go to the movies this Saturday. It seemed like a good idea, and Tracy and I exchanged numbers. And as I mentioned, you don't always bother with last names, and I plugged her number into my cell phone, and she plugged mine into hers. We were busy talking, so I just saved the name as "Tracy" in my phone's contact list and we agreed to meet at the theater by the mall for the 10:00 a.m. kid's matinee. Again, all perfectly innocent, and the day went by without a hitch. I will add that I have a bit of a sense of humor, so I save contacts in my phone with sometimes amusing names, such as "Joe Car Mechanic", "Bob Plumber", "Sonya Dentist" and so on. So one day shortly thereafter, I edited Tracy's contact entry to "Tracy Timmy's Hot Mom", just to be funny. At least in my own mind it was funny, and nobody would ever see, so it was my own inside joke to myself. On another occasion, I saw her in the parking lot after a school play, talking to another mom. Keep in mind, she's incredibly attractive and nice to look at, so I usually would remember whenever I saw her. On this day, she was talking to another mom (also hot, a voluptuous blonde) I had seen around, except they were standing unusually close to one another, and in addition, gazing deep into one another's eyes and having a very intimate conversation. I didn't think too much of it, other than wishing they'd make out and let me watch. I am, after all, still a typical male, and hot moms making out is sexy. At this stage of the game, I still didn't really know her that well, but she was attractive and sexy enough, that she was a frequent visitor to my daydreams. Fast forward even a few more years: At about age ten, the boys had gotten to be even better friends, and there were many times I dropped my son off to visit Timmy. I discovered that Tracy lived with a woman, actually the same woman I had seen her talking to before, and that Tracy and the woman were a couple, quietly living their life together, not drawing unusual attention to themselves, but not hiding their lifestyle either. "More power to them." I thought to myself. Don't get me wrong. I may be all grown up and enlightened, but Tracy was still beautiful, her roommate was also beautiful, and even if I realized there probably wasn't much hope, I still fantasized about Tracy, and now the roommate too. I imagined what they would look like together, and of course, I imagined what all three of us would look like together too. Deep down inside, I realized this was just a fantasy, and I just behaved normally and appropriately, and we were all happy that our kids had some nice friends for one another. So all this leads up to this summer. The end of school arrived, the kids still played together, and one day, I got a text from Tracy about a summer Fourth of July pool party at her house, except it was actually happening on July 1st. She also made it clear parents were invited too. I accepted, and told her I would bring my famous Strawberry Shortcake, which I made by hand, all by myself. Realistically, the Strawberry Shortcake was quite good, but it probably wasn't really all that famous. I name my Strawberry Shortcakes the same way I name contacts in my phone, with a generous bit of creative license. I arrive at the party with my son and my famous Strawberry Shortcake, and ring the doorbell. They have an ornate front door with a glass mosaic, where you can see a little bit through the glass, but not too much. I see a shape I recognize as Tracy coming to the door, and she opens the door and welcomes us in. I tried not to look too obvious as I gasped, because Tracy was in an adorable little bikini, nothing inappropriate, except for how magnificent she looked. It turned out she isn't just petite and adorable, she is also fit and firm. And the bikini top wasn't heavily padded, so there were nipple outlines to be seen through the fabric. She looked amazing. I come in, and there is the roommate, also gorgeous, except she was (as usual) overdressed. She was a girly-girl type, long blonde hair, blue eyes, big boobs, always made up wonderfully, hair perfect, make-up perfect, and a seemingly always a little overdressed for whatever the occasion. Today for example, it is a summer pool party, but she is in impeccably pressed linen shorts, an expensive top, and cute strappy sandals. She looked marvelous of course, just a bit out of place and overdressed for the occasion. We have a great fun day. There were about ten kids, two or three other parents, and Tracy and her roommate. There were hot dogs, kids jumping in pools, a game of back-yard volleyball, ice cream cones, a good time all around. During the volleyball game, I was actually a little surprised that the roommate joined us, since she might get sweaty, but as I would soon learn, she was full of surprises. She was actually very athletic, a former collegiate athlete, and better at volleyball than all the rest of us combined. It was still just back-yard volleyball though, more time chasing the ball than actually making any proper hits over the net (other than the roommate). Tracy and her roommate looked absolutely magnificent, and only got sexier as they built up a layer of glistening sweat. Tracy with beads of sweat visible on her abdomen, the roommate with sweat in her ample and tastefully visible cleavage. I also had to try to distract myself to avoid getting aroused, because they were quite affectionate as they played, occasionally bumping hips or patting one another on the back for good plays. The game ended when one of the kids hit the ball way off into the distance. I trotted down to the end of the yard to get the ball, and by the time I turned around, everyone was heading back to the house, Tracy and her roommate bringing up the rear of the crowd, and had probably forgotten that I was behind them, because they stole a kiss on the lips while they thought no-one was looking. This was obviously arousing to my simple man's mind, two beautiful women kissing, but I had to also admit, it was really sweet. They clearly were very happy together, and it wasn't just hot and sexy, it was touching and romantic. Obviously, I still wanted to watch them having hot sweaty sex then get to join them, but still, it was sweet to see their relationship. More urgent, however: I needed this erection to go down. I held the volleyball in front of me, as hopefully a distraction, and thankfully, things settled down a bit. The pool party proceeded. At one point, I got my phone out, and started taking lots of pictures. My phone has a decent camera, and some of the pictures came out extremely well, including lots of hilarious candid shots. I also confess, there were times where I timed my snapshots to include Tracy or her roommate in the background, so I would secretly still have some photos of them to look at later. I got one while she was in the pool, and her nipples were even more pronounced in that picture. I couldn't wait to get home to zoom in on it. At dusk, people were getting tired, so the arrival of the mosquitoes was just the excuse everyone was looking for to call the party over. All the other families left, leaving me and my son as the last guests present. During the extended goodbye session, I mentioned that I had gotten some great pictures, and got out my phone to show the particularly funny ones. "Oh my god, that's hilarious! Send them to me!" Tracy said. She was standing right next to me in order to see the pictures, leaning over and peering at my phone. "Definitely." I said. Then I remembered that if I sent them right then, Tracy would see the "Tracy Timmy's Hot Mom" name I had assigned to her in the phone book. I tried to delay, and said, "OK, I'll collect them all together, and send them all over in a bit." Tracy had no idea why I was delaying. "OK, but send that one of them jumping in the pool right now, I have to send that to my family, they will die laughing." "Umm... Ok." I said. This was going to be awkward, because she was still standing right next to me, and seemingly had no intention of looking away or letting me off the hook. I started typing in her phone number, instead of navigating through the contact list, in hopes that she would stop looking at my phone, but instead, she started reading off her phone number. "That's five-five-five, six-seven-nine..." and she proceeded to read off her number. The problem is that I knew that once I typed in the full number, the phone would automatically recognize the number, and display the contact list entry. I intentionally made a typo, still holding out hope Tracy would stop looking at my screen as I typed. "No, no, no, you typed it in wrong. It's six-seven-nine." she corrected me. Finally I gave up. I wasn't getting off the hook, she wasn't looking away, and I had no choice but to type in the number. As I typed in the final digit, the display changed from the phone number to "Tracy Timmy's Hot Mom". I was embarrassed of course, but Tracy chuckled as she saw it. "Sorry." I said with a laugh. Even after all these years, I still don't actually know your last name!" "Well, I'm flattered." she said. "It's Smith-Davis, by the way. But you can leave it the way it is." Tracy seemed genuinely flattered. She had a grin she just couldn't contain. Like an erection, for the facial muscles, I chuckled to myself, since my erection wasn't exactly under my control either. "Well, OK." I said, and sent the picture. She was still standing next to me, and I suddenly became aware that my forearm and hers were touching. She was standing so close. "Tell ya what, let me fix it." I said, and went to my contact list, edited her entry, and changed the name to 'Tracy Smith-Jones Timmy's Hot Mom'. "Better?" I joked, and she nodded. She seemed genuinely flattered that I had noticed. Even though to my sophisticated and observant eye, I knew she was a stunningly beautiful woman, I also realized that simpler men probably checked out her big-boobed blonde-haired roommate more than they did her. Keep in mind, I'm not criticizing her roommate at all, I just was smart enough to notice how beautiful Tracy was, more so than her roommate. Still, the party was over, it was late, and it was time to go. We said our goodbyes, and I took my son and dropped him off at my ex-wife's house. I thought the evening was more or less over, when a text from Tracy arrived. "Hey, the kids are all gone. We're having a couple drinks, if you happen to be free?" and ended with a smiley face. "That sounds great! Be right there!" I replied, also with a smiley face. "Can I bring anything?" "Just yourself, come on over! We're by the pool, so just walk around the side of the house; we might not hear the doorbell." "OK, be there in about ten minutes!" I replied. The drive took about five minutes instead of ten; all the traffic lights along the way seemed to be on my side. I arrived and parked out front. No other cars were there, which made my happy. Even though I was keeping my hopes and daydreams in check, I still couldn't help but hope. I walked around the side of the house and turned the corner, when I had to stop dead in my tracks. The roommate was squatting in front of Tracy, Tracy's left leg was raised and resting on the roommates shoulder and the roommate had pulled the fabric of Tracy's bikini off to the side, and was hungrily tonguing Tracy's pussy. I couldn't believe my eyes, and couldn't help but watch for a moment. I realized I had said ten minutes, but gotten there early, so I couldn't be sure if they were putting on a show for me, or if they were just stealing a moment before I got there. I decided to be cautious and considerate, so I backtracked carefully, went back to my car, opened the door, and then slammed it shut loudly. I walked back around the side of the house, and before I turned the corner, I said in a moderately loud voice, "I'm he-eere!", so that they would know I was arriving. I obviously hoped they were still fooling around, but this way, I was being a good courteous houseguest. I walked a little extra slowly, so they had maybe three seconds to stop, if that's what they were going to do. I turned the corner, and they were standing right next to one another, with embarrassed grins on their faces. They had indeed stopped, but obviously, had to do it in a hurry. "Hey there, come on in! There are tons of leftovers, and we are going to hop in the pool." "Excellent idea!" I said. I hadn't changed; I was still in my swim trunks and a T-Shirt. Tracy was still in her bikini, but with a T-shirt over it, and the roommate said she would go change. Tracy and I stepped in the pool, which felt marvelous. It was warm and quiet, without the voices of screaming and shouting boys all around. We were in the shallow end of the pool, facing the sliding glass doors to the house, and had a few moments to talk about how much fun the boys had, what a great day it was, how nice the night was. The roommate finally came back, this time in her swimsuit. She was tall and voluptuous, in contrast to Tracy's very buff petite body, but she was equally spectacular, just in a different way. She was in an expensive looking one-piece swimsuit, but with very high leg openings that went up above her hip bone and a plunging neck line down to her navel, with her cleavage in full view. She was of course still overdressed, with a different pair of expensive heeled sandals and a silk robe (unsashed), and something in her hand. She walked over to the pool, and went through an elaborate process of taking off the silk robe, taking off her shoes, and now using what was in her hands, started pinning up her hair. "Just get in the damn pool!" Tracy said in a joking voice. "Geez, fine! I'm just pinning up my hair!" the roommate said. "Now!" Tracy said. "You're such a girl!" she joked. "You like me being a girl!" the roommate replied with a little sass. By now, she was gracefully walking toward the pool, and gingerly stepping in and down the steps into the pool. "Well, that's true. You're all woman!" Tracy said. By now, the roommate was in the pool, and Tracy welcomed her with an embrace, and instinctively they kissed, right in front of me. They both sighed a little, and Tracy broke off the kiss and said, "Sorry, hope you don't mind." "Oh, no, not at all!" I was thankful we were a little more than waist deep, because seeing them kiss made me instantly hard. "Again, again!" I joked. "Ok then!" they both said, and embraced even more passionately and kissed passionately, this time for about ten seconds, including the roommate sliding her hand into the bottom of Tracy's bikini and copping a feel. "Ok, sorry. We won't torture you any more." Tracy said, and we proceeded to just reflect on what a great day it had been for the kids. I was doing quite a good job retaining my composure, but still, two incredibly gorgeous lesbian women had just kissed, right in front of me. The two of them were not only gorgeous though, they had a really nice relationship, filled with back and forth joking with one another and fake insults to one another, all in a very friendly and affectionate way. They were obviously very happy together, but still, they obviously had an interesting history, since both of them clearly had been with men in earlier chapters of their lives. Nonetheless, I seemed to blend in well with them, and I joined in the banter, and we were all enjoying one another's company. "Let's go inside, get something to eat." the roommate suggested. We all agreed, and went inside. The banter continued, as we grazed on the myriad of leftover pool party food. There were plates with several hot dogs left over, about half of my famous strawberry shortcake, fourth-of-July themed star shaped cookies, plus potato salad, chips, salsa, and other pool party appropriate food. They complimented me on my famous strawberry shortcake, to which I replied that it was one of my special talents. They were both impressed, and the roommate said something about needing to hear more about my talents. I wasn't sure if that was innuendo or not, so I decided to pretend I didn't see the possibility that it was. The pleasant banter continued, both of them teasing one another about various things. Tracy joked about the roommates cleavage, the roommate joked about Tracy's nipples poking an eye out, and I pretended to need a drink, but in fact, I needed to go and stand on the other side of the kitchen's large center island, to conceal my erection at their increasingly innuendo filled conversation. The roommate, had of course, put her silk robe and fancy sandals back on. Tracy joked, "God, you're so uptight! You always overdress!" "You like it that way, remember?" the roommate retorted. "Plus, you love me for my many talents too." "Fair enough." Tracy replied. Then a sly grin came across her face. "Ok, since we were talking about special talents. Show Jack YOUR special talent." and she took a hot dog wiener out of a bun, and handed it to the roommate. The roommate feigned reluctance, but clearly, she wanted to play along. After a hem and two haws, she complied. "Fine. We'll ask HIM if I'm uptight, after he sees this. We'll let him be the judge, I'll show you!" the roommate said as she took the sausage, held it by the very end, and inserted the entire thing into her mouth and deep throated the entire hot dog. She wasn't done, though; she took the hot dog and pulled it out of her mouth, sealing her lips around it so it was sliding seductively out of her mouth, then back all the way into her mouth and out, ending with inserting even her fingers into her mouth to take the hot dog all the way into her throat. "See? Definitely NOT uptight." "No, no, I'm going with not uptight!" I said, with an appreciative chuckle. "That's talent. Pure talent!" I said. "Well, I have talents too!" Tracy said. And with a prance, she turned her back to the counter behind her, hoisted herself up on the counter, and in a graceful move, put her right ankle then her left behind her neck. Then to top it off, she placed her palms on the countertop, and in a gymnastic move, actually lifted her entire body up off the counter. The sight was amazing, not just from her gymnastic prowess, but also because the stretching and flexibility also tugged her swimsuit fabric into the slit of her vagina, and additionally, exposed her outer lips entirely as she did it. "Wow!" was all I could manage to say. "Show-off!" the roommate joked. "And put your privates back in your pants!" as she reached right in to Tracy's bikini bottoms, and guided the fabric back out, obviously touching Tracy's pussy as she did. Wow, that was hot. "So how about you, Jack? Do you have any special talents?" Tracy asked, as she got down from the countertop. "Well... I do have this one talent. It maybe isn't in the same league as yours, but..." "Show us!" they both interrupted, enthusiastically drowning me out. "Well, Ok." I said. Alongside the strawberry shortcake, was a can of whipped cream, the kind with the long nozzle that you press off to one side to dispense the whipped cream. I took two of the star shaped cookies, and carefully laid them out on a paper plate, in a position where both were aligned, one tip of the star up top on both of them, in a way that suggested they were people's bodies, head, two arms, and two legs. I took the can of whipped cream and a third start shaped cookie, and positioned the nozzle of the can between the two tips of the cookie representing the legs, and I made a thrusting motion of the cookie plus the can with the nozzle sticking through the legs. I positioned the nozzle over the cookie on the plate on the right, and pressed down on the nozzle to cause some whipped cream to spurt out of the nozzle. Then a second, then a third little dispensal of whipped cream on the first cookie. Then I repeated the action, this time over the second cookie, fake thrusting and pumping for a bit, then spurting a little whipped cream on the representative crotch and stomach of the second cookie. "Twice." I said. "My special talent is being able to, uhh... you know. Twice." The ladies nodded, impressed. "Really?" said the roommate. "Really." I replied. "Look at the mess you made!" Tracy said in a scolding but joking voice. "Which one is me, the one on the right or the left?" By chance, one cookie had more white icing on it than the other, whereas the other had more red. Tracy's bikini was red, so I pointed at the red one and said, "That one." Tracy picked up the cookie representing herself, and took the part representing her head, and positioned it over the cookie representing her roommate, and took the head part of her cookie and mimicking licking, got all the whipped cream off of the roommate cookie's crotch area. "There. All cleaned up now. I always have to keep things clean." "Hold on now, you're still all messy!" the roommate said. She took the Tracy cookie and held it in her palm. She then picked up her cookie, positioned it over the Tracy cookie, but this time in a sixty-nine type position. She also took the head portion of her cookie, as Tracy had done earlier, and symbolically licked off all the whipped cream, as if she had licked it all up. "Now we're both all cleaned up. All clean and tidy." But she still wasn't done. There was a glob of whipped cream on her cookie's head, so she took that, and made a kissing action between the heads of the two cookies, passing my virtual whipped cream cum to Tracy. By now, there was no concealing my enormous erection, and thankfully, my swim trunks were flattering to its size. "Actually, I have to disagree. I think that's actually a little dirty!" I joked. "Nothing wrong with that though, being a little dirty is a good thing." I said, as I reached for the roommates hands, and took the cookies out of them. The incidental contact of my fingers on hers felt marvelous too, and I thought it was a nice moment, my finger holding hers for a second. I placed both cookies face up in my left palm, side by side, the head portion of the cookies upward. "Nothing wrong with being a little dirty at all." I repeated, and methodically, I turned the Tracy cookie over so it was face down, and the roommate cookie over the same way, now side by side, symbolically bottoms up. I took my palm up to my face, and Tracy first, then the roommate, I took the top of my tongue and softly flicked my tongue where their asses would be, and licked both of them. The roommate said "Oh my god!" in a happy sounding voice, and Tracy looked at her and smiled. "Did she tell you? You bitch!" she jokingly said to Tracy. "I didn't tell him anything! He just likes it too!" Tracy said. Then Tracy looked at me and explained, 'She absolutely loves when I do that to her. My tongue spends half the night in her ass every night." "Oh god, that's so hot." The roommate said. By now though, I was beyond hard, and I took both of them by their hands and turned them to face the counter, right next to one another. "Lean forward." I said to them both, as I dropped to a squat right behind the roommate first. Under the circumstances, doing the roommate first seemed like the thing to do, and I reached up with my left hand and pulled the fabric of her one-piece swimsuit off to the side, exposing her bottom, pulling her cheek open at the same time. I leaned in, and just as I had done to the cookie, took the top of my tongue and gave her spectacular little rosebud a soft affectionate dab. I heard her moan, and did it again, this time a longer and broader stroke with the tip of my tongue. She moaned again, and I heard things like "Oh god" and "I love that" from the background. I still had my right hand free, and I was using that to pull Tracy's swimsuit bottom off. I had to pull just a bit on one side, then a bit on the other, then the middle, and it was somewhat slow going, but I didn't mind, I was licking her roommate's perfect ass as I did it. Finally, I felt Tracy's bottoms give way, and I realized Tracy had decided to help me and had pushed it down. By the time I got their, it was halfway down her thighs, and ready to fall. I gave it one last little tug, and I felt Tracy wiggling her legs a bit to get them to fall all the way and kick them off. Reluctantly, although knowing another delight was on the way, I moved over to Tracy's ass. Hers was equally delightful, in a different way. The roommate had a soft smooth voluptuous ass, something to die for, but Tracy was in a way even better. It was firm, her glutes were hard, and her ass was so tiny. Her little hole was small and firm and tight, whereas the tip of my tongue had somewhat easily found its way a little into her roommates asshole. I gave Tracy an equal licking, enjoying the different feel to her ass. She was enjoying it as much as the roommate had, and by now, I realized the roommate had reached over in front of Tracy and was rubbing Tracy's clit as I licked her ass. I heard more conversing between them, including things like the roommate saying "You like that tongue in your ass?" and Tracy saying "God yes." and the sound of kissing. "Lets go upstairs." Tracy said, and she turned around, guided me up to my feet, and took me and her roommate by the hand. She led us upstairs, and halfway up the stairs, the stairway took a U turn, which channeled us all into a smaller space. "Kiss one another again?" I asked. "That was so incredible when you kissed, do it again." The ladies complied, this time with intensity. The noises of their lips smacking, the humming noises they were making, the groping and tight embracing. Tracy was bottomless already, and the roommate was in her one piece swimsuit still. As they kissed, I gently eased the robe off her shoulder, then the straps of the one-piece off and down her body. I gave her ass cheek one more little kiss, because it was gorgeous, but also because I was enjoying the unusual sequence of events that was taking place here. I still at this point hadn't kissed either of them on the lips, even though I had licked both of there adorable asses. A little unusual, and a nice naughty thought. I stood up, and it was time to take my swimsuit off. I had been erect for a long long time, and it felt good to be free. I walked behind Tracy, and in her case, her bikini top had a clasp, so all I had to do was undo it to get her completely naked too. They had also heard the noise of my swimsuit coming off, and had broken off their kiss to look. What they were seeing, included a long glistening string of precum hanging off of my cock, from having been so hard for so long. "Oooh, I want it!" Tracy said. "No, me, me, I want it!" the roommate joked. "No, I called it first!" Tracy said, and reached down to collect the precum rope in her palm and on her fingers. The roommate pouted jokingly. "Oh, fine! You know I can't resist your puppy dog eyes." and Tracy popped her index and middle finger into her roommates mouth. "Thank you!" she squealed, and leaned over to kiss Tracy on the lips with my precum on her lips. "You're so welcome." Tracy said, as she reached over and rubbed her roommate's pussy with the same fingers that still had some cum on them. "Open." The roommate shifted a bit, parting her legs, and I could see that Tracy had worked her fingers with my precum into her roommate's pussy. "My turn to suck those fingers." I said. With that, Tracy took her fingers, now wet with her roommates juices, and popped them into my mouth. It was heaven. I reached and embraced the two of them, Tracy's fingers still in my mouth, and we all three kissed, including licking Tracy's fingers between the kisses. I assumed it was Tracy's hand, but I wasn't quite sure. All I could tell is that a hand was now pumping my cock too. I lowered my hand, so I had an ass cheek of each of them in my palms. This was amazing. "Do it!" Tracy said to her roommate. You've told me about it for years, and now I want to see." The roommate sighed, again feigning reluctance. "Fine, I'll do it. It may take me a few minutes to get warmed up though; it's been a lot of years since I've done it. And Mister Jack here is a little thicker than my ex." With that, the roommate dropped to her knees, and took me straight into her mouth. And when I say straight, I mean straight and all the way in. In a split second, I was all the way inside her mouth, feeling not just the amazing sensation of her warm mouth, but also the coolness of her lower lip, all the way on the bottom of my balls. I had been deep throated a few times in my life, but this was by far the deepest my cock had ever been inside a mouth. Her throat made a few noises, but she was easily taking me. Tracy had dropped to her knees a moment after her roommate, and was watching intently. "Oh my god!" she was saying. "How do you do that? That's amazing! God, suck that big cock, lick his balls while he's all the way down your throat! Take that cock!" If I had thought I was experiencing something for the first time already, it was clear that there was more to come. Because the next thing I felt, was a tongue, licking even further back on my balls. This woman could suck. This woman knew how to take a cock. "Do it!" Tracy exclaimed. The roommate tried to reply, but with my cock so far in her mouth it was just some amusing muffled sounds coming out. She pulled away, and said, "Ok, he has to lie down; I can't do it with him standing. Lie down on the stairs there." she pointed. "You're so impatient! Geez!" she scolded Tracy. Clearly, they were talking about something specific, but I didn't know what. What was this 'it' they were referring to? Whatever it was, I didn't need to be asked twice to comply. I lay down on the upper landing of the stairwell, my behind on the third stair up, my legs extended to where my heels were still on the landing. The roommate stood up, then crouched over me, resting her palms on the stair just below my butt. She took my cock all the way back into her mouth, and picked up where she left off. Actually, that's not quite right, she first bobbed her head up and down three or four times, sucking deeply, pulling even more precum into her mouth. Then she settled back to taking me deep in her mouth. "Ok, do it. I wanna see this!" Tracy said. Still, in my mind, I'm wondering, what is it she wants to see? My cock was deep in her roommate's mouth, her lips almost engulfing my balls, when she went even further down, and with a few tries, sucked my entire balls into her mouth too. I was amazed, in a daze with pleasure. "That's it, that's it!" I heard from Tracy enthusiastically. "Jack, part your legs a little more." Again, I obeyed; I wasn't about to disagree with either of them on what was happening. "Ok, do it! Do it!" Tracy exclaimed. And yet again, one more time, these lovely and amazing women managed to amaze me. Not only was my cock all the way to the back of the roommate's mouth and partway down her throat. Not only were my balls also inside her mouth. And a new experience, not only was she licking the underside of my balls inside her mouth. No, she still wasn't done yet. Because the next thing I felt, yet again, was the coolness of the tip of her tongue. She reached my asshole with the tip of her tongue, and proceeded to flick my ass with her tongue, while my cock and balls were in her mouth. This wasn't just pleasure and fun, this was absolutely mind blowing. "Oh my God, THAT's a special talent!" I managed to get out. "Oh my god, that's so hot. I can't believe that. How do you do that?" Tracy was saying. Over and over, she said, "God, that's amazing. Do it some more, do it more!" And to my absolute pleasure, the roommate wasn't stopping. This wasn't just a moment in time to remember, she wasn't going anywhere. She had me all the way inside, and she was very eagerly tonguing my ass. And Tracy was so close, watching intently, I could feel the breaths from both of their mouths on my crotch area, and it was amazing. Finally, it had to come to an end, but there was so much more to look forward to. The roommate pulled away from my cock, but before giving Tracy her turn, she did delightfully give me a very passionate lick back there before leaving. "Your turn!" she said to Tracy, who hopped to her feet, climbed up to the third stair, turned around to face away from me, and lowered herself onto my cock. She grasped the banister with one hand, and propped herself up with her palm on the stair with her other hand, and started bouncing up and down on my cock. From my vantage point, I could see just her back of her lithe body, as she athletically pleased herself on my cock. If there's one lesson I'd learned over the years, it's that in addition to a time to laugh and a time to cry, there's also a time to thrust, and a time to keep still and let the woman please herself. This seemed like one of those moments, so I mostly kept still, knowing that Tracy was in a way masturbating, she just happened to be using my hard cock in her pussy to do it. "Oh yes baby, you are so beautiful." the roommate said lovingly to Tracy. "Ride it. Cum for me, let me watch you cum, my sweetheart." Just like earlier, it was sexy to see their closeness, just as it was sexy to be having incredible hot sex too. The roommate was standing and watching, and had started rubbing her own pussy as she watched Tracy bouncing on my hard cock. I grasped the railing above me also to make sure I didn't slide or lose my position, because I could sense a trembling rising in Tracy's body. She pumped herself onto me a few more times, then froze. She stayed there for several moments, and I could feel her pussy quivering and pulsating around my cock, and I could see in the roommates fixated gaze, Tracy was having herself a shuddering orgasm. Eventually, Tracy came out of her daze, and the roommate helped her up to her feet. "Oh, you are so beautiful. Sit for a second." and she guided Tracy to sit on the first step. "I'm just going to take my turn too. Relax for a bit, the join us however you please." And with that the roommate climbed on me too, but facing me. She planted her feet also on the same step as my behind, and lowered herself onto my cock. She leaned forward toward me though, and given that I was laying on the staircase, therefore at a little angle to her, all she needed to do was lean forward just a bit so that her breasts were hanging right by my mouth. "Suck my left boob." and she offered her long nipple to me, as she started riding my cock too. I took her nipple in between my lips, which I kept stretched taut. I hadn't involved my tongue or saliva yet, I was instead pinching them between my lips. She seemed to like that, and said "Oh yes, just like that." She leaned forward to rest her hands and elbows on the step behind my head, and bounced her hips up and down on me. "Yes, do my nipple just like that while I fuck you." I did have a brief moment between women to reposition and replant my feet, so I now had two free arms. I reached down and held each of her ankles as she bounced up and down. Her smooth legs were soft and feminine, and it was just nice to have all this contact. She was repositioning a bit as she rode me too, and I could tell she was working herself to where my cock was stimulating her just the way she liked, and I knew she was on her way to an orgasm of her own. "Oh yes, just stay right like that." she said, and I felt her pick up the intensity and the grinding on my body. She was working up a sweat too, and I loved the saltiness that was being added to the mix. It was time to tug her entire nipple into my mouth and suck wetly, and she seemed to like that too. "Oh yes, that's so good. Right there, right there!" "Oh god, I'm going to cum if you keep doing that." I said. "Not yet, not yet. Me first, then cum deep inside me. Just one more minute." and she started bucking wildly on me. Before too long, she threw her head back, and I felt her body trembling and shaking too, her pussy also going crazy on my cock. "Cum now!" she yelled, which made me happy, because I was out of control and going to cum anyway even if she hadn't said that. I let go, and fired a blast of my hot cum deep in her. The second spasm was as powerful as the first, and I felt the warmth in her pussy, as well as the dripping out of her and down my balls. A third blast. A fourth. By about the fifth, no more cum was coming out, but that didn't mean my cock was ready to stop twitching. "Oh god baby, that feels so good." the roommate said, at the same time that she was starting to stand. A giant glob of my cum dripped out of her pussy, and she was reaching down to use her hands to contain any more from dripping out. "No, c'mere!" I said, and pulled her by the hips to me. I leaned in, and put my mouth directly onto her cum filled pussy, and sucked all the cum out of her pussy and into my mouth. At around the same time, I felt something else, and I knew that Tracy had climbed up my torso to lick that first glob of cum off of my abdomen. I reached up and guided the roommate's head down to mine, and kissed her deeply, using my tongue to push some of my cum into her mouth. I reached down, and pulled Tracy up higher, and kissed her too, sharing cum with her too. By now, the roommate had shifted into a position next to me, as had Tracy, both of them on either side, partly on top of me, all of us sharing this very hot slippery cum filled kiss. "You two stay right there!" the roommate said. "Be right back." She bounded up the stairs, we heard the sound of a drawer opening, some shuffling around, and a draw slamming. She reappeared momentarily later, with a tube of K-Y in her hand, already squeezing some onto her right hand's fingertips. "This is for youuu.." she hummed, rubbing it generously on to my cock, all over, then said "And this is for you." to Tracy, rubbing it on her asshole, and a time or two lightly popping a finger into her asshole. "She's always got me putting stuff up there. High time it's a REAL cock, right?" She sat on the step, and motioned Tracy to sit face up on her lap. Tracy complied, and the roommate said, "Up." to get Tracy to raise her knees and ankles up in the air. She held Tracy's legs by her calf muscles, so Tracy is on her roommates lap, ass raised, legs in the air, wide open for me. From this position, Tracy's ass was just about the perfect height for me to just stand in front of her, and I positioned my cock at the entry to her adorable little asshole. The roommate reached around, and in a combination of holding my cock and rubbing Tracy's asshole, helped guide me to enter Tracy's tight little ass. After a bit of gentle pushing, rubbing by the roommate, and Tracy wiggling, I was making my way into Tracy's tight ass, and eventually, I was in. I was fucking Tracy's ass! "Give it to me!" Tracy cried. "Give me that cock!" I started thrusting, carefully and lightly at first, but clearly, Tracy liked it in her ass, there was no hesitation or reluctance on her part. "Fuck my ass!" and then to her roommate, "Oh god, he's fucking my ass!" The roommate cooed back. I also held Tracy by her shins, so from below the roommate had Tracie's legs up in the air, and from above I was also holding her. And in front of me, a naked body, and two beautiful faces staring back at me, as I live out my daydream of the lovely Tracy. But right here in front of me, her adorable little toes that I had always wanted to suck. First her big toe on the left foot. I always like to suck a girls big toe, because in a way, it's the only way of showing them how amazing it feels to have your cock sucked as a man. Except of course, it's about a hundred times better when it's your cock. But still, there's a similarity. Tracy seemed to like having her toes sucked too, and by now, she was rubbing her clit with one hand, and inserting two fingers into her pussy with the other. I proceeded to the four remaining toes, one at a time. Then all four smaller toes at once. Then, considering how delightfully petite Tracy was, all five toes, deep in my mouth. Then the right foot. Her toes were as sexy as the rest of her, and don't forget, I'm still fucking her perfect ass all at the same time. "I'm gonna cum!" Tracy cried. "God, me too!" I responded. "Cum all over her tits and neck and our faces!" the roommate said. "God, yess, all over me. All over both of us!" Tracy yelled. "Cum all over me!" I gently eased myself out of Tracy's ass. I loved the little final push, where her anus sort of expels my cock as I gently pull out. I instantly lean a little closer, and pump my cock furiously. Tracy in conjunction, is rubbing her clit hard, and lets us know she's going to come too. Since it's my hand and my cock, I manage the pace a little, to wait for Tracy to come. She tenses up again, and her head leans back and fondly rests on her roommate's shoulder. She is in ecstasy, and I see Goosebumps all over her tingling body, and her chest turns bright red. The sight of her pussy lips flapping and quivering with her orgasm is too much, and I fire a hot stream of my cum out, splattering a long trail from Tracy's hipbone up her abdomen and to her right breast. The next fires straight up, between her breasts, up to her neck, and a little stream onto her chin, lips, and a bit on her nose. The next, I try to aim at the roommate, and it splatters, partly on Tracy's cheek, past her ear onto her roommates forehead, and a little past the roommate onto the carpeting of the stairs. The fourth and fifth spasms of my cock, nothing more is really coming out, but that doesn't stop me from pumping and trying. By now, both Tracy and the roommate are using their fingertips to collect my cum off their bodies, and to my delight, both are popping their fingers in their mouths, then one another's mouths. Tracy turns her head and kisses her roommate on the lips, and they giggle. "You're kinda sexy there, Jack." Tracy said. "You know, for a man?" the roommate joked. We all laughed. I collapsed next to them, and all three of us kissed softly. We were tired. We were relaxed. We fell asleep, on the stairs. Maybe when we wake up, we'll make it all the way to the bedroom? |
Me, My Girlfriend and Her Best Friend: Part Three December 2001 I left college after my sophomore year and moved back home because I was offered a great job that I couldn’t turn down. My girlfriend Belinda was still studying law in Florida and Marcela was still studying Biology in Austin. Belinda and I had stayed together despite the long distance. I didn’t have much contact with Marcela anymore, but Belinda still talked with her regularly and she would tell me about what was going on in her life. It had been two and a half years since that magical summer when Belinda and I had brought Marcela into our sex lives and it was now becoming a memory that I was always trying to keep fresh in my mind. I had almost completely given up hope that we might all be together (in that way) again. With Belinda living so far away, I had only one option as far as my sex drive was concerned. Most of the time when I “took care of myself,” I would bring up the memory of that glorious summer and all of the experiences the three of us had shared. I had heard from Belinda that Marcela was coming home for the holidays. I wondered if we would all get to hang out together again and, if we did, what it might be like. Then, just days before Belinda came home, she called me to tell me that Marcela had gotten engaged. I never really thought that the three of us would be together again that way, but there was always a faint hope. With Marcela being engaged, that possibility was gone. Oh, well, I thought. At least Belinda will be around. We always had great sex, especially since that wild summer. We didn’t bring it up often and we had never brought anyone else into bed with us since then, but the sex that we had, just the two of us, had gotten so much more experimental and exciting. I was looking forward to a couple of weeks where I didn’t have to take care of myself. I had just turned 21 and was living with my two friends Derek and J.P. I had a day job, but Derek and J.P. both worked at restaurants, so I only saw them late at night or on the weekend during the day. Belinda was scheduled to get in that day and I couldn’t wait. I went to the airport with her parents and brother and we picked her up. It was a great reunion. Holding her in my arms for the first time in about six months only served to remind me of how much I missed her and how lonely I had become. We had dinner with her family, and afterwards, I took her out for a few drinks before finally heading back to my house. As usual, it was empty and our eager hands quickly undressed each other. We made love in my bed three times. The first time was slow and loving. The second was a bit raunchier. The third was all out aggressive and passionate. I had replayed the events of that summer with Belinda and Marcela in my mind so many times, that I found myself fantasizing about it as we made love and almost felt guilty for it. After we were finished, we laid in bed panting in the dark. Belinda asked me if I had plans the next night. I didn’t. She told me that Marcela was getting in the next day and she wanted the three of us to have dinner together. When I asked her if Marcela’s new fiancée would be joining us, Belinda told me that his family lives in Minnesota and he had gone home to be with them. Great, I thought. A night with the two women I had had a number of threesomes with ages ago and there was no chance of a repeat performance. Oh, well. I always enjoyed Marcela’s company, so I would just have to make the best of it. It was a Friday night. I had just gotten home from work when I called Belinda. She was staying with her parents as most college students do during the holidays. She told me that Marcela was already over there and I could just swing by and pick them both up. I hopped in my trusty old Ford and headed over. As I approached the front door, I registered a strange feeling building up in my stomach. I was nervous. During our little summer, it had gotten to feel so natural being with both of them, but that was a long time ago now. “What if it was awkward?” I wondered. I didn’t want to get myself worked up so I quickened my stride and knocked on the door. Belinda’s mother answered and greeted me with a big hug. Belinda had definitely gotten her looks from her mom. For an older woman, she was really quite beautiful. I stepped into the den and found Belinda and Marcela sitting on the couch having a conversation with Belinda’s little brother. As I stepped into the room, Belinda and Marcela both turned to me. As soon as I made eye contact with Marcela, the ice shattered. Her gaze cut through the absent years and all I saw was the girl I had known so well that summer in my backyard. She hadn’t changed much since then. Her breasts had gotten a bit bigger and her hair was longer and now sported blond hi-lights. She was actually more striking than she had been two and a half years before. Belinda stood and gave me a hug. I let her go and Marcela pushed her body into mine and swung her arms around me. I could say it was the way she felt, or the sight of her that completely brought my mind back to that summer as though it were yesterday, but I’d be lying. The truth is, it was her smell that did it. It wasn’t perfume or oils or anything else. It was her smell. My heart was suddenly floating around my ears and I was looking forward to spending the evening and catching up with my two beautiful, strong Latina women. I followed them out the front door and we were off. We went to eat at The Cider House. Dinner was slow and relaxing. I asked Marcela how she met her fiancée. It turned out they had gone to school together. He had already graduated and was working in Austin. His name was John too. She spoke of him fondly and it was clear to me that she cared for him very deeply. I suppose that if a tiny part of me still didn’t feel like she was mine, I could’ve even been happy for her. After we finished our meals, we moved over to the bar and sat for a couple of hours, drinking and talking. The majority of our conversations consisted of small talk. We told stories about what we’d been up to in the last couple of years and all at once, it seemed we ran out of things to talk about. Marcela broke the silence by saying “It’s so good to be hanging out with you two again. I’ve really missed you guys.” “Awe, we missed you too Marcela.” Belinda said, pecking her cheek. “-And that summer a few years ago? Oh my god! We got pretty crazy, didn’t we?” Marcela added. Belinda and I both silently sipped our drinks and averted our eyes. Neither of us had expected that summer to be brought up and it was clear we were both caught off guard. To break the silence, I said “Yes, we did.” I sipped my beer “But that was a long time ago.” We all sat in silence, clearly thinking back on that summer. I watched Belinda’s face as the hot and sweaty memories from back then unfolded in her mind. Marcela was looking up at the lamp above our table and smiling. I was peeling the label off of my beer bottle when I added “You know, I still think about it sometimes.” Belinda looked over at me with what seemed like a mixture of anger and intrigue. “Really?” she asked. I took another pull from my beer. “Sure.” I was trying to act cool. “I mean, my girlfriend lives a thousand miles away, so from time to time, I have to take matters into my own hands, so to speak.” “You think about it when you jack off?” she pressed, whispering, yet wide eyed. “Sometimes.” I said. They were both staring at me. “Come on, haven’t either of you ever thought about it?” I asked. They both just sat quietly. I could tell Belinda was a little upset. I suppose she would’ve preferred that I only thought about her when I tugged off. Then we both heard Marcela say “I have.” She paused, “Thought about it I mean.” She then had our undivided attention. She was looking down at her dry martini. “I’d never done anything like that before. It was really fun, and I think that if it had never happened, I wouldn’t be as open to certain things as I am now.” “Like what?” Belinda asked. “Just, ya know. -Things.” Marcela answered. “Anyway, you should be glad Johnny’s thinking about you and taking care of himself instead of going out and trying to get laid.” “I am,” Belinda replied “but, he isn’t just thinking about me.” She trailed off, her disappointment showing. “I didn’t mean to start something.” I interjected. “The truth is, I think about that stuff because it was the most uninhibited I’ve ever seen you be.” I said to Belinda. “It was so sexy the way you moved with such confidence and self assurance. I mean, sure having another good looking girl there was amazing and had always been a fantasy for me and just about every other guy on the planet, but mostly, it was about you.” She raised her eyes to meet mine. She was warming back up. “You were so hot during all of that crazy shit we did and that’s what I’m thinking about when I’m.. you know. Doing my thing.” I sat back and took another swig of my beer. Then to try and lighten things up, I added “that, and Marcela’s tits.” They both laughed as Belinda socked me hard in the shoulder and we ordered another round of drinks. “Oh shit. I didn’t even think of that.” Marcela said. “You guys live so far apart that you can’t ever have sex. Oh man, that sucks.” She took a drink. “So do you guys ever have, like, phone sex?” she asked, lowering her voice. “We tried to a few times, but we would always end up laughing.” Belinda said. “Oh, no!” Marcela mock cried. “You poor babies!” Then her face flashed in thought. “You know what you two should do? You guys should take dirty pictures together.” “Sounds good to me.” I said finishing another beer. Marcela turned Belinda toward her. “This poor guy doesn’t even have any dirty pictures of you? Shame on you Belinda!” Belinda laughed “Okay, okay! I swear I’ll take some nudie pictures!” I noticed it was getting close to closing time. I paid the tab and invited them both to come over to my place to hang out and have a few more drinks. When we got there, I was happy to find my roommates both out. It was icy cold outside and the house I was living in had very poor insulation, so we stood in the kitchen with our jackets on and had a few more drinks. We were laughing and drinking more and more and it started to feel like old times again. I was shocked to discover that I was actually having a great time. Marcela kept giving Belinda a hard time for not taking better care of me. She kept saying what a poor baby I was, left to sit around alone and jack off with no dirty pictures or phone sex. This only seemed to make Belinda laugh harder. “Poor Johnny! Poor Johnny!” Marcela yelled as she pulled my head to her shoulder to comfort me. I sat on the floor where a dining room table would have been had I been able to afford one. Belinda was still laughing hysterically as she fell to her knees in front of me. “I’m so sorry Poor Johnny.” She said as she pressed her lips to mine. I mockingly pushed her away and drunkenly said “No, it’s too late! My sexual appetite has withered away. I’m going to die alone with a shriveled little unused wiener and be completely surrounded by cats.” “Come on Johnny.” She persisted. She leaned in and kissed me again. “Let me make it up to you.” She was inches from my face and her breath was hot on my lips. Marcela stood behind her laughing and I started to have flashbacks of that wonderful hot summer, only now instead of being naked outdoors in the sun, I was wearing winter clothes in my freezing cold kitchen. Belinda kissed me passionately and squeezed my thigh. Playing along, I just laid back and put my hands behind my head. “I’m sorry Belinda, but it’s too late.” I said in a pouty voice. “I have nothing left to give. It’s too late. Due to your neglect, I’m broken forever. I may never use my penis again.” “Oh no!” Belinda cried as if she were in a hospital soap opera. “We have to fix him!” she cried as she continued to rub higher on my thigh. Marcela stumbled into the dining room and sat down next to Belinda on the other side of me. “What seems to be the problem?” Marcela asked dramatically. Belinda looked up at her with equal showmanship and said “This poor bastard has lost his will to live!” In a surprise turn, Marcela reached down to Belinda’s waist and grabbed the hem of her sweater and yanked it up to expose her stomach and breasts which were tucked nicely into a black lace bra. “What about now?” Marcela asked. Belinda laughed, briefly breaking character. Then she went right back to business. She slid her hand further up my thigh and lightly rubbed over the mound of my crotch. “Hmm. It’s too soon to tell.” Marcela carefully slid her fingers into the left cup of Belinda’s bra and gently pulled out her breast exposing her erect nipple. Belinda continued to rub my crotch as my cock began to harden. “Wait- I think he’s responding!” I was trying to contain my excitement, and also stay in the playful mood by giggling. “We’re going to have to take a closer look.” Belinda continued. She pulled my fly cover to the side and grabbed hold of the zipper of my jeans. She slowly pulled it down, relishing the sound it made. She pulled it all the way down and then slipped her hand into the hole. The air was cold and I felt suddenly vulnerable, but also very aroused. Marcela watched Belinda’s hand as it found my throbbing cock inside of my jeans. I had a small sense that she wanted to participate like in the old days, but she was engaged now. Then I thought that maybe her logic was that as long as she didn’t touch me and I didn’t touch her, it couldn’t possibly be considered cheating. She could play alongside us and everything would be okay as long as she remained a spectator. As I was watching her, her eyes shot open as if she’d remembered something. “Ooh, wait!” she said, darting to her feet and heading to the living room. I heard her unzip her purse and start fishing around inside of it. Belinda’s fingers were wrapped around my cock, motionless when Marcela came back into the dining room with a digital camera in her hand. She had turned it on and the lens expanded outward as she said “Pictures!-- Now poor Johnny won’t have to play with himself anymore without some decent reference material.” Belinda looked up at her. “What, are we doing a photo shoot now?” Marcela sat down again next to Belinda and answered “Yes, and I’m the director. Now where were we?” She lifted the camera to her face and peered through the viewfinder down to Belinda, smiling with her hand in my pants. “Oh, yeah!” she said, snapping the first photo of the night. “It’s looking better, but he’s not out of the woods yet.” She was back in her doctor persona. “You have to get him out of those clothes, stat!” Marcela grabbed me by the hand and pulled me up to help me out of my jacket. As she did, Belinda unfastened my belt and popped the button on my jeans. “Are you two trying to get me naked?” I smiled. Marcela then pulled my sweater up over my head and my t-shirt went right with it. It was freezing cold on that kitchen floor but I didn’t care. I lifted my hips up and Belinda pulled my pants down past my feet, and then removed my socks. Suddenly, I was lying on the kitchen floor, completely naked between the two of them and shivering from both the cold and the anticipation. Marcela sat back and snapped pictures as Belinda wrapped her fingers around my cock and started gently stroking me. “Is this how you did it when you were all alone, Poor Johnny?” she drunkenly joked. “What kind of stuff do you think about Chico?” Marcela asked from behind the camera. She hadn’t called me that in years. It always drove me crazy when she did. Belinda looked over at her. All I could do was moan. “Do you think about Belin’s tits?” she asked as she reached up the back of Belinda’s sweater and unclasped her bra. She then put the camera down and pulled Belinda’s sweater up over her head and tossed it on the floor. When Belinda’s arms came back down, her bra slid off her shoulders and fell into her lap. Marcela picked the camera back up and snapped a shot of Belinda’s breasts. She then got behind Belinda and wrapped her free arm around Belinda to cup her breast from behind and took a picture from over Belinda’s shoulder. Belinda moaned a little as she reached up for my cock again. She went back to stroking me as Marcela looked down and smiled. “Do you think about her hand going up and down on your big hard cock?” she snapped another pic. “Yes.” I moaned. “Do you wanna know what I think about?” Marcela asked. She was now squeezing Belinda’s tit and rolling her nipple between her fingers. “I think about…” she paused as she lay down next to me and propped herself up on her elbow. Her face was right next to my cock as she raised the camera in front of her face and continued. “…all those times I watched Belinda suck your dick.” she said as she glanced up at Belinda. I felt Belinda’s warm lips wrap around the cold steel of my cock, but my eyes were glued to Marcela snapping photos of Belinda as she wrapped her lips around my pole. Marcela had changed somehow. She spoke with confidence, or maybe even authority. Belinda was playing the role of the silent slave girl, just doing whatever she was told. It was so hot and it was driving me crazy! I reached up to squeeze Belinda’s breast, but Marcela pushed my hand back down to my side. “No touching.” She said. As I put my hand back down behind my head, Marcela reached out and cupped Belinda’s right breast in her hand, and then took a picture as she gave it a squeeze. “Is this what you wanted to do?” she asked looking at me through her lens. “Yes.” I moaned as Belinda sucked me. “What else?” she asked me. “See her ass.” I said. Marcela reached down to Belinda’s waist and pulled on her belt. She then unbuttoned her jeans. She’d been taking pictures the whole time, but had to put the camera down to get Belinda’s zipper down. She then positioned herself behind Belinda and pulled down her jeans to her knees. After that, she picked up the camera and snapped a photo of the black thong that was tucked into Belinda’s beautiful ass. She continued to circle us, snapping pictures as she went until she finally got back to her seat at Belinda’s side. “What else do you want to do Johnny?” “I want to squeeze it.” I said. Marcela reached out and rested her hand on Belinda’s lower back, then rubbed down to her right ass cheek and squeezed it. “Like this?” she asked, taking pictures of her hand rubbing and squeezing Belinda’s ass as Belinda continued to suck me off. “Yes.” “What else?” she pressed. “Kiss her.” I moaned. Marcela rested her hand and the camera on my stomach, blocking my view. I felt Belinda’s lips leave my cock and the camera flashed. Marcela moved the camera to get the shot from another angle and I saw the two of them tongue kissing as my dick pushed against Belinda’s cheek. I was so turned on at that point that I was shaking. I could only wonder if Marcela could taste me on Belinda’s lips. After taking two more pictures, she pulled away from Belinda and asked me “Now what would you do?” I struggled to think. I wanted to watch them do so many things, but so many of them would mean Belinda taking her mouth off my cock. Thinking quickly, I reached out and grabbed the bottom of Marcela’s shirt and started to pull it up just before she knocked my hand away. “No touching, remember?” she smiled down at me. She then put the camera down and pulled her shirt up and over her head before picking up the camera again. She was wearing a pale yellow bra and her large tan breasts looked incredible underneath. “Did you want to pull my shirt off?” she asked. “Yeah.” I sighed. Belinda was quickening her pace. Marcela held the camera out and snapped a photo of herself, now only wearing her bra and jeans. As she aimed the camera back at me she asked “What were you going to do after you took my shirt off? Were you gonna try to touch my tits?” she asked as she slid her hand over her breast. “No.” I answered. “I just wanted to look.” “Are you sure?” she asked. “Okay. Then what did you want to do next?” My mind was racing. I thought back to that wild summer and all of the crazy things we had done together. Finally I answered. “I wanted to rip Belinda’s panties down… Ah! …and rub her asshole.” “Wow.” Marcela replied. “you guys got kinky!” Belinda was still vigorously sucking my cock as Marcela got behind her again and yanked her panties down to her knees. Belinda then pushed off the ground and Marcela slid her jeans and panties the rest of the way off. She then put her finger in her mouth and wet it as she picked the camera back up with the other hand. She snapped picture after picture as she slid her finger over Belinda’s asshole. Belinda moaned onto my cock as she sucked me with all her might. I was beginning to understand the rules at that point, so I thought I’d have a little fun. I waited patiently for Marcela to ask me what I wanted to do next. Finally, it came. “So now you’ve got your girlfriend giving you a blowjob. You took off her top and pulled off her panties and you’re rubbing her asshole. So what do you do next Chico?” she asked. “I would take my bra off.” I smiled at her. She lowered the camera and looked down at me smiling with seductive eyes. “Clever boy.” She said as she reached behind her back and unclasped her bra. All at once, it popped off and her beautiful breasts hung free. Her nipples pushed hard against the cold night air. She picked up the camera again and went back to rubbing Belinda’s ass as she took a picture of her own tits. I couldn’t take it anymore. I was about to cum and I knew it. “Oh GOD!” I exclaimed. I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum!” Marcela slipped her finger lower down into Belinda’s pussy as she sucked me hard. She snapped pictures of all the ridiculous faces I made as I filled Belinda’s mouth with cum. It gushed out of her mouth and onto her hand and my cock. Belinda then sat up and I heard a gulp sound. Marcela leaned in and gave her a big wet kiss and when they parted, my cum made a bridge from their lips and Marcela took one final photo of that. I continued to lie there on my back on the kitchen floor with my head spinning. Marcela popped open the battery door of the camera and pulled out the SD Card. She kissed it, handed it to me and said “Merry Christmas poor Johnny.” Belinda was on her knees still in front of me, but sitting upright now. She was smiling too. I was very content with how the night had panned out. Much to my surprise, it wasn’t over yet. Marcela pulled Belinda onto her feet and then pulled her in close. Their breasts mashed together as Marcela dumped the batteries out of the camera onto the floor. She then dropped the camera to the ground and pushed her lips into Belinda’s. Their tongues were ravenous as they kissed with reckless passion. Marcela pulled back from her and reached down to the clasp of her belt. She unfastened it, unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans and quickly pulled them off along with her panties and then pulled Belinda into the living room by the hand. I was completely confused and overwhelmingly excited. Once they had disappeared from view I heard Marcela ask from the living room “You coming Chico?” I scrambled to my feet and walked into the living room. The light was dim and warm. Belinda was standing next to the couch and Marcela had grabbed the throw that was draped over it and was spreading it on the floor in front of the television. She was a whirlwind and Belinda and I were left to try and keep up. She then sat me down on the couch and pulled Belinda down onto the blanket with her. They were on their knees facing each other at my feet. Marcela took Belinda into her arms and pulled her close. They were both wearing mischievous grins and staring into each other’s eyes as their lips drew closer together. I pulled a cigarette out of my pack I’d left on the arm of the couch and lit it. I took a long pull and watched my two girls sharing a deep kiss. Life was good. I got up and headed to the kitchen to grab the tequila from the freezer. When I returned to the couch they were making out heatedly. Marcela was now pulling on Belinda’s nipple with her fingertips. I unscrewed the bottle and took a pull. It burned in my throat as I handed the bottle to Belinda. She took a swig and handed it over to Marcela. I guess I had had enough of a break because my cock started to stand up again. As was the theme of the evening, I decided to just go with it. I put the cigarette in my left hand and reached down with my right to grip my cock. Marcela was leaning back taking a chug of Tequila and Belinda had leaned forward to suck oh her tit. “That’s nice.” I said as I stroked my cock. Belinda looked at me from the corner of her eye and saw what I was doing. “You like that?” she asked, barely leaving Marcela’s nipple uncovered. “Oh, I like that.” I replied. Marcela looked over at me as she put the bottle down. “Just like old times.” She smiled. “Why don’t you stand up?” she suggested. “Stroke that dick for us.” I got to my feet and stood beside them. My dick was inches from their faces and I jerked it as they continued to make out. “That’s it Johnny. Jerk that cock.” She said just before going back to kissing Belinda. After a while, she pulled away and grabbed Belinda by the arms and began to turn her around. Now Belinda had her back to Marcela and Marcela wrapped her arms around her. Her left hand was massaging Belinda’s breasts and her right had found its way in between Belinda’s thighs. She gently began rubbing Belinda’s Pussy and they were both watching my hand move up and down my shaft. Then she bent Belinda forward and put her middle finger into her mouth. When she withdrew it, it was gleaming with spit. Belinda was now in front of her on all fours and her ass was sticking up in the air. I kept jacking myself as Marcela started rubbing Belinda’s asshole. Belinda was moaning and to my surprise, Marcela reached up with her other hand and grabbed me by the cock and pulled me closer to her. She pulled my dick toward her mouth and started to rub it on her lips, mimicking the movements with her finger on Belinda’s asshole. Then she simultaneously pulled my cock into her mouth as she slipped her finger up Belinda’s ass. Belinda and I both moaned aloud in unison and Marcela smiled. She fingered Belinda’s asshole and sucked my cock matching every movement. She continued to finger Belinda’s ass as she pulled me from her mouth. She gave my cock a gentle tug downward, so I dropped to my knees beside her. Marcela was now jerking me off and still fingering Belinda’s ass. “Belinda, does this feel okay baby?” she asked my girlfriend. “Uh-huh.” Belinda moaned. She smiled at me again. “Are you ready for something a little bigger?” Belinda moaned what could only have meant yes. Marcela slid to the side and pulled me behind Belinda. She finally pulled her finger all the way out of Belinda’s ass and pulled my dick toward it. She rested the tip of it on the tight opening of Belinda’s ass and rubbed it up and down. “Johnny’s gonna put his dick in your ass baby. Do you want it?” I had fingered Belinda’s ass before and she always seemed to like it, but we’d never gone anal before, so I was very surprised when I heard her moan “Do it! Just put it in. Put that fat dick in my ass!” Marcela smiled at me and I needed no further prompting. I grabbed Belinda’s hips and gently eased my way into her. I got it in just past the head and Belinda wailed in pain. I immediately pulled out but she arched her back and moaned “Don’t stop! Put it back in! Put it all the way in!” I eased back in and the ridge of the head of my shaft popped in like a cork. She screamed again but I didn’t pull away. I just kept slowly easing my way in. It was so tight and I couldn’t believe how incredible it felt. Moving slowly and gently, I finally got it all the way in. After that, her muscles relaxed and my cock glided in and out of her asshole smoothly. I was so focused on the incredible sensation I was feeling that I had lost track of Marcela. She had positioned herself behind me. I felt her wet fingertips slide up my butt crack and graze past my own asshole. It sent another rush of excitement through me. I looked over my shoulder at her and she was smiling up at me and awaiting my response. It was so kinky that I couldn’t resist. I smiled my approval and went back to pumping Belinda’s ass. I then felt Marcela’s wet fingers slide up my crack again, only this time she stopped at my rectum and gently applied some pressure. The feeling was intense. Every nerve in my body was on fire. She massaged my asshole as I filled Belinda’s with my cock. Then I felt her hand slip away. Moments later it was back and now dripping with spit. She slid a finger in between my cheeks and found my asshole again, only this time she didn’t stop there. I felt her finger slide into my asshole and I tensed up and froze, but she didn’t pull it out. I felt her tits push up against my back and then her lips were on my ear. “Just go with it.” She whispered. “Just relax Chico.” I relaxed my body and sat still for a moment. She put her other hand on my balls and gently massaged them as she slowly pushed her finger up my ass. Once she finally got it in, she started to lightly rotate it around and pull it out and back in about an inch. The sensation was so immense that I spasmed. I had never felt anything like it. I eased back into my rhythm in Belinda’s ass and Marcela pushed up on the back wall inside me. That was all I could take. I filled Belinda’s asshole with what must have been the biggest load of my entire life. With each burst, Marcela would push harder and somehow, more cum would shoot out of me. Belinda was now moaning too and I felt her asshole tense around my cock as it milked every drop out of me. Then I heard Marcela’s voice in my ear again. “Yeah Johnny! Fill her ass up.” I felt the last bit drip from me and I let my cock slide out of her. As it did, a river of white cum spewed out and dripped down her pussy. “Look at that.” Marcela said. My cock was somehow still as hard as a rock. Belinda fell down onto her side and looked up at me. “Oh my God, I can’t believe we just did that.” She sighed. I had almost forgotten that Marcela still had her finger in my ass. Just as Belinda finished saying it, Marcela pushed on that little button again and another stream of white cum shot out of me and sprayed onto Belinda’s stomach. “Whoa!” Belinda exclaimed. Then she saw Marcela slip her finger out and her eyes lit up. “Oh my God! Did you stick your finger up his ass?!?” I dropped down and sat on the heels of my feet. Marcela crawled toward Belinda on all fours. “Did you like that?” she asked as she scooped my cum off of Belinda’s tummy with her fingertip. She then rubbed the finger on Belinda’s lips before kissing her. They shared my cum in a kiss before Marcela broke away and bent down to Belinda’s stomach. She licked the rest of my cum off of her stomach and then took it in her mouth back up to Belinda’s. She held her head above Belinda’s and let my cum dribble down. Belinda saw what she was doing, so she opened her mouth and received my cum from Marcela’s mouth. Then they kissed again. Finally Belinda stood up and said she was going to the bathroom to clean up. By then my cum was dripping out of her ass and down her legs. She disappeared around the corner and I leaned against the couch dazed. Marcela was sitting on her knees in front of me. We were smiling at each other and I saw her gaze drop downward. I looked down and saw what she was looking at. My cock was still standing straight up! I looked up to smile at her only to find that she was crawling toward me. She knelt with her knees between my feet. She put her hands on my thighs as she leaned forward. Her face was very close to mine and I oddly felt uncomfortable. I could tell she wanted to kiss me. Despite all of the intimate things we had done together, we had never kissed, and we had never done anything without Belinda around. I could hear water running in the bathroom. Before I could think about it any longer, she leaned into me and we were kissing. She was a much more aggressive kisser than Belinda and there was an undeniable passion between us. Suddenly, nothing else mattered. I felt her body moving closer. She brought her legs up and straddled me. I felt her hand grab hold of my cock and she guided me into her. She slid down onto me and I was suddenly inside of her. My face was buried in her tits and she rode my cock there by the couch. She leaned back and put her hands on my face. I looked up into her eyes as she bounced gracefully. She stroked my cheek and said to me in the softest of whispers “I love you.” My response was immediate. There was no denying it and there was no reason to. “I love you too.” She pressed her lips to mine and we kissed deeply and passionately as she kept bucking on my cock. I truly was in love with her. Had I lost my mind? We heard the water turn off followed shortly by footsteps making their way through the kitchen. She pushed her tongue into my mouth hard one last time before pulling away and arching her back. Belinda walked in and Marcela was leaning back and grinding my cock with her pussy. I didn’t know if Belinda was going to be upset, although, that would have seemed a bit of a late reaction considering. My girl didn’t say a word. She just walked in and sat down on the floor facing us. She watched Marcela bounce up and down on my cock and then she spread her legs and started fingering herself. Marcela had turned to look at her and they both smiled. Marcela then reached over and slipped her finger into Belinda’s pussy and withdrew it, now wet with her juices. She reached behind her back and slipped the wet finger into her own asshole. She moaned and panted as she fucked me and fingered her asshole. Then suddenly she rose off of me and turned on all fours toward Belinda. “I wanna taste you.” She said. Belinda laid back, propping herself up on her elbows and spread her legs wide. Marcela’s ass was in my face as she bent down and pushed her tongue inside Belinda’s cunt. I leaned forward and licked her from her pussy up to her asshole. I then rose to my knees behind her and slid my cock into her wet pussy. As I fucked her, her face pounded into Belinda’s cunt and they were both moaning with pleasure. Marcela put her palm just above her ass crack and spread her cheeks apart with her fore and ring fingers before massaging her asshole with the middle finger. She slid the finger in and worked it in as far as it would go. Belinda was lost in her own pleasure. She didn’t notice Marcela reaching back and pulling my cock out of her pussy and jerking it. Then she started rubbing the tip of it on her asshole. She wanted me to put it in. She wanted me to fuck her in the ass and she didn’t want Belinda to know about it. We were playing a dangerous game. I gently eased my cock into her asshole and she managed to not squeal. She kept eating Belinda’s pussy while I pummeled her ass. We were all enjoying ourselves and I couldn’t shake the strange feelings I was having toward Marcela. She was engaged and here she was with her tongue in my girlfriend’s pussy and my dick in her ass. I was fucking her hard by then and felt my last load of the evening building up at the base of my cock. I grabbed a handful of her hair and pushed my dick deep into her ass all the way up to my balls and I felt a hot spray of cum pulse through my cock and deep into Marcela’s asshole. She howled into Belinda’s mound as I filled her bum with cream. The three of us took a shower together and then went to my bedroom. We were all kissing and embracing naked between the sheets when I heard my roommates get home. After a while Belinda drifted off to sleep. Marcela and I didn’t say anything. We just stared at each other and kissed in the dark as quietly as we could. The next morning we all woke up with mean hangovers. We laughed and smiled and eventually got dressed. I took them both back to Belinda’s place and Marcela got in her car and left. I told Belinda I would see her later and kissed her goodbye. When I got home I was surprised to see Marcela’s car in my driveway. She was sitting on my front porch. She apologized for telling me that she loved me, but that she really did feel that way. I told her I did too. We talked there on the porch for almost an hour about having these tremendous feelings for each other, but how it was an impossible situation. I had been dating her best friend for 6 years and she was engaged. She put her arms around me and kissed me again. Then she stood up and took me by the hand and led me back to my bedroom. We shared some passionate kisses before stripping each other down. We made love for the first time without Belinda being there. It was completely perfect. When it was all said and done, Marcela kissed me goodbye. She went back to her parent’s house and I took a shower and went over to see Belinda. When I got there she asked me what I had been up to all afternoon. “Nothing.” I said. “Nothing at all.” TO BE CONCLUDED… AUTHOR’S REQUEST: “WHAT NEXT?” I wrote a list of the most exciting sexual experiences of my life and have been using it as a guideline to write these stories. So far I have told them in the order that they happened. The fourth part of this story actually takes place a great number of years after this one and there are a few other stories in between. So my question to you is “Do you want me to skip ahead and write Part 4 next, or should I continue chronologically? Please leave any suggestions as comments. Thanks for reading and I hope you have enjoyed my stories so far. |
It has been a while since I wrote a true story for here. This happened about a month ago with my now Fiance Kim, and her friend Barb. If you remember, Kim was my late wife’s sister. She is divorced about 5 years now. My Carol past on over ten years now. Kim and I have always been close and she and her husband used to be part of a small group of friends, 4 couples actually, that would swing together. After Drew left Kim, we became even closer. At first, it was for companionship and sex, but has since grown into more. We are both going to write this short story. In case you forgot, read the Gym Teacher stories. I’m Tim, and I am 60 years old now, and still in pretty good shape. Kim is still a looker too, for being 64, 5’ 4, 145 lbs of pure dynamite. She keeps her hair short now and still blond. Not sure if there is gray and I won’t ask. And she had laser hair removal so it’s smooth for me too, down below, as I do for her. Chapter 1 About a month ago, Kim, who finally moved in with me, had invited her good friend, Barb, over for dinner on this one Friday evening. They had worked together for years and became close friends. Barb is 62, and very attractive. She is 5’3 and I would say weighs about 130 lbs. She’s not fat, but does have a slight tummy roll. Her hair is a mixture of gray and brown, and she keeps its short, off of her shoulders. I have seen Barb on many occasions, since Kim and I have become a couple a few years back. Barb, who is a divorced lady of 5 years now. Her husband just up and left one day. Never said why, but left and moved down south. They were married over 34 years, had two kids. He was a very successful CPA too. It actually happened 7 years ago, but took 2 years for the divorce to get finalized. Kim had been trying to get her set up with some men she knew from work, but Barb was not interested in any of them. She did sign up last year with that senior match site, for people over 50. But, as she explained, they all want to get married as quick as possible. She doesn’t want that. She wants a friend to go out with, have fun, and maybe, and this is a big maybe, a roll in the hay, as she put it. Just the night before our dinner with Barb, as Kim and I were lying in bed, Kim said she hopes that Barb finds a guy who will be nice to her, and also fuck her brains out, because she needs laid in the worst way. I laughed and said I would happily volunteer for the job. Kim chuckled and said, “You know, that isn’t a bad idea. She likes you and thinks you are sexy as hell.” That next evening, Barb showed up about 7pm. She was dressed in blue jeans, which hugged her ass nicely, and a pink sweater that clung to her 34C breast. She came with two bottles of wine as well. Kim is a wine drinker too, so these two were set for the night. During a nice lasagna dinner, Kim had asked Barb how the dating site was going. Barb was a bit apprehensive to say anything. I think she felt embarrassed that she was on there. “Actually, I haven’t been going on it of late. Most of the guys seem a bit weird, or are downright perverts.” Barb said. Kim chuckled and said, “Oh they all can’t be that bad. Barbie, you have to give it a chance is all.” Barb shook her head and said, “I’m told old for dating. I thought I had a great marriage. We always talked, and had fun, and christ, we were even sexually active up until he left.” Kim then said, “After we’re done here, show me some of these guys. I’m dying to know what they may be like and look like” Barb just nodded her head. After we finished dinner, I told the girls I would do the dishes, so they could visit. Kim then took the bottle of wine and two glasses and they went upstairs to the bedroom where we converted it to an office / den area now. Chapter 2 **************** Kim writing now **************** I was so glad Tim volunteered to do the dishes. I was very curious to see what these men looked like. I had, at one time, toyed with the idea of joining one of these sites, but chickened out. Plus, I knew if I needed sex, after Drew left, Tim would always be there for me and always was. Damn, that man can fuck me like no other. Once we got in the den, I booted up the computer and let barb go to the site. We sat there and looked at a lot of the profiles she had to choose from. Most of the guys looked ok, but stood out, at least to me. Some of the e-mails she got were quite crude though. I thought to myself. “Damn guys, if you want to get in a woman’s pants, try acting like a gentleman and not some pig.” We did have fun looking at some of the guys and would joke back and forth about many of them. I could tell the wine was affecting us both, because we were getting giddy at times. Then Barb said she found this really interesting site. “It’s call Sex Stories. And wow, are they hot. I’m no prude in bed, but some of these stories are really off the wall” When she told me this, I almost spit out my mouthful of wine. Never would I imagine Barb liking a sex site like this. She then brought up the site, and sure enough, it is the site Tim and I write too and enjoy reading. Just so you know, we have fucked many a time while writing stories and also reading them. Barb then asked, “You guys ever go to this site and read them?” I just smiled and replied, “Yes. We enjoy this site a great deal. To be honest, I have fucked Tim, right in the chair you are sitting in, on many occasions, while reading some of these.” After I said that, Barb was wiggling her butt in the chair. I could see she was turned on. She looked at me and asked, “I hope you don’t think me to forward, but how is Tim in bed? I find him really attractive and have always wondered.” I put my hand to her face and said, “To be truthful, he rocks my world in bed and out. He has a beautiful cock and knows how to pleasure a woman. He won’t even put it in me until I have orgasmed at least once, but usually twice. By then I need to be fucked hard then, and he does deliver” “Fuck” Barb said. “I need to find a man like that. It’s been so long since I have felt a cock in me” I went back to the site and found one of the stories Tim wrote about Carol and me. I brought it up and told Barb to read this one. As she started reading, I went to fill our glasses again, but the bottle was almost empty. So I got up and told her I was getting the other bottle. She just waved her hand, because she was so engrossed in the story. Chapter 3 I went downstairs and got the other bottle. Tim was in the family room reading a book he had started a few days earlier. After opening the bottle, I went to Tim. “Guess what?” I asked Tim looked up and said, “What Love?” “Barb found the sex story web page and gets into reading them. I brought up the one story of us and sis getting together, which also has Pete and Karen in it. I hope you don’t mind.” “I don’t care. But, do you think that was wise? I mean it does have you and Carol playing and she may put two and two together.” “Honestly? I don’t know what she’ll think, but maybe, just may be, you can take care of her tonight. I hope you took your cialis.” Tim just chuckled, “Always dear. It’s to be taken daily and it is well worth the cost. That and that Nugenix. That gives me lots of energy, and I need it with you.” then laughed. “Yeah, I do keep you on your toes don’t I? Any ways, you will get lucky tonight. It’s been since Tuesday for us and I need a good love making session. I’ll text you if it’s going to be more than just me tonight.” I went back upstairs and took a seat next to Barb, and filled our glasses. She was still reading, but I could tell she was getting towards the ending. Her face looked a bit flush and her ass was moving around in the chair. When she finished the story, she took her glass and drank a big gulp of it, then turned towards me and said, “Wow” Then Barb looked me in the eye and asked, “That was a true story about you and Carol and Tim?” “Oh my God Kim. That was so hot. I never knew you were Bi, let alone a swinger.” I had to laugh and then told her, “Yeah. It’s not something you tell the world about, especially if you are involved with friends and your sister and brother in law. But yeah, that was us and it was great. That’s the part that kills me about Drew. He had 4 perfectly good pussies he could fuck, and yet he cheated on me.” Barb sat there and shook her head. “No one really ever knows what goes on behind closed doors do they?” I had to laugh at that and told her, “Nope. No one really knows. You are the only person outside of the couples involved that knows this. I hope you will keep that to yourself too. Have you ever had a Bi experience?” Barb got a bit red in the face, but answered, “Yeah. Before I started dating John, my best friend and I would play together. It was fantastic too. She actually took my cherry with a strap-on, and I took hers. But after I started dating John, she found a boyfriend, and it all stopped. I never told John about it though. I thought he would dump me like a hot rock if he knew. There was a time though, that we almost swung with a couple we were good friends with… Christ, that was over 20 years ago.” “What happened?” I asked. “It was this one couple, Gina and Tom. They were our ages and we went out to dinners and movies and dancing on occasions with them. One night, while we were dancing, we switched partners. All 4 of us were kind of lit too, and Tom was holding me close, and I admit, I had fantasized about him, but he had a hard on and I could feel it on my hip. Tom whispered in my ear that he and Gina would like to swap partners with us. I was so turned on, especially feeling his hard cock like that. But I said no. John would never go for that. That was the end of that then. But when we got home, John told me that Gina made a suggestion of of swapping to him. Then we fucked like crazy, like we used to when we first married.” I was getting turned on by listening to her, and I knew she was too. I just leaned in and lightly kissed her lips. She didn’t back away either. I had always been attracted to Barb, but never thought she would go for any advances like this. So leaned in again and kissed her harder this time. As I kissed, her mouth opened up and my tongued slipped in. It was now a full on passionate kiss. After a few minutes of kissing, I stood up and grabbed her hand and led her to the couch, where we sat down and continued kissing. As we kissed our hands roamed all over and before long our tops were off, as were our bra’s. Our hands explored each other’s tits now and our moans were getting louder. My pussy was on fire, as I am sure her’s was too. When I unbuttoned her jeans, then slipped my hand under her panties, I could feel the heat emitting from her love hole. Unlike me, she had a small patch of hair near the top of her mound. When my finger found her soaking wet slit, she said, “Oh Fuck Kim. Hope you don’t mind dirty talk. God I want you. It has been so, so long.” I smiled as she said that and told her, “Good. I like hearing it and saying it too. I do want to taste your pussy soon.” Then started sucking on a nipple. Her moaning was driving me nuts now. When my finger slipped inside her, she went rigid and had an oragsm. “Fuckkkkkkkkk” she cooed out. I then stood up, and then pulled her up. I slid her pants down, and then her pink, silk panties and saw her pussy for the first time. I kiss it then stood up. I started to unbutton my pants now and she stopped me, and took over. The slid them down my legs, then slid my thong off and marveled at my shaved pussy. “Mmmmmmmmm I’ve never seen one haved before, but it is so sexy” then leaned in to kiss it. I spread my legs some and felt her tongue make contact with my outer lips. I got goosebumps and had small tremors. My thoughts now turned to taking her to our bed and hoped she would want Tim to join us. I reached down and and took her hand, and pulled her up. We embraced and kissed again. I looked at her and said, “Let’s take this to my bed where we can really get into this.” Barb just nodded and followed me to mine and Tim’s bedroom. As we entered the room Barb asked, “Will Tim be upset at this?” “Heavens No. In fact, if you are up for it, let’s play some, then invite him in. I’d love to watch you two fuck.” Her face showed shock, “Are you serious? I mean he is a handsome man and all, but him and I fucking? I just don’t know. I wouldn’t want to ruin our friendship.” I kissed her again and gently pushed her on to the bed. I got on my knees then, spread her legs and kissed her pussy, then licked it from the bottom to the clit. “Trust Me Sweetie. I enjoy sharing Tim and I know you will enjoy his cock a great deal.” I grabbed my phone then and texted Tim to come up in about 10 minutes or so. Then went back to eating her pussy. I don’t think she lasted five minutes when she let loose with a hard orgasm “Holy Fuck Kim I’m Cummmmmmmmming” Chapter 4 *********************** Tim writing again *********************** I received Kim’s text, to come up in 10 minutes. It’s been quite a long time that Kim or I shared with someone new, so this was exciting. But, it also brings with it some apprehension. It’s that “Not Knowing” how Barb will receive this new endeavor. I mean, she has not been with a different man since her early life, before she was married. Ever since, it was just her ex husband. I stripped down and then turned off the lights downstairs and made my way up to our bedroom. When I arrived, Kim was on her back, legs spread wide, and Barb was laying on her belly, with her face buried between Kim’s legs, eating her pussy. As I walked towards the bed, Kim opened her eyes and saw me, and she smiled. I knew she had wanted this to happen between her and Barb for quite some time. I would have been happy to just stay downstairs, or just watch this show. Kim patted the bed, next to her, signalling for me to come lay next to her. As I started crawling up the bed, I let my one hand caress Barb’s fine ass and trace my finger up her crack. She lifter her head and turned it towards me, and then smiled. She then returned to pleasuring Kim and I lay next to Kim and put my hand to her face and caressed it. Kim was moaning a great deal, “Oh.. Ohhhhhhhh. Oh Godddddddddd. This feels so good” I started kissing Kim passionately and also squeezing her heaving breast. Her one hand reached down and grabbed my cock and was stroking it and her other hand was playing with Barb’s hair. “Oh God.. I’m going to cum soon,” she moaned out. Then Kim lifted her ass off the ground and pulled Barb’s head into her pussy and released her warm juices into Barb’s waiting mouth. Barb was sucking her juices up as quick as she could too. When Barb was finished, she crawled up Kim’s body and they kissed, with Kim licking barb’s face and lips, tasting her own cum. I also licked around Barb’s face too, getting a taste of their ministrations just performed. Both ladies were panting a great deal as I moved away from them, so Barb could move off of Kim. She was now between Kim and I. I now moved between Barb’s legs and leaned down and started licking her pussy. When my tongue made contact, I could hear Barb say, “Oh Fuck Kim. He’s eating me” Kim chuckled and said, “Oh I think he'll be doing more than just eating you soon. Enjoy us and definitely enjoy his cock.” “Are you sure Kim? I don’t want us feeling weird after this.” “We are very sure Barb. Tonight is about bringing you pleasure” Kim stated to her. “Oh God. What a tongue. John never ate me this good, and seldom anyways” I ate her for another 10 minutes, getting her to cum again. Then I rose to my knees, and positioned myself so the head of my cock was touching her engorged pussy lips. I rubbed it up and down her slit, looking her right in the eye as I did. Her eyes told me all I needed to know. She was in pure lust and awaiting a good fuck. “Oh God Tim. Go slow, I haven’t had a cock in me in so long” Barb stated. I did start slow and once I was embedded deeply inside her extremely hot pussy, she let out a long “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”. Then we started going slow. As I was on my knees, this left her breasts exposed for Kim to suck on and kiss. I heard plenty of “Ohhh’s” and Aweeeee’s” as we both were bringing Barb pleasure. I was no where close to cumming yet, but after 6 or 7 minutes, Barb was getting close. Her pussy was very tight, very wet, and extremely hot. I was starting to go faster now, and we could all hear mine and Barb’s skin slapping together. Kim was now kissing her passionately, and Barb had her one arm wrapped tightly around Kim’s neck. Then, like a tidal wave, Barb yelled out “Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk. Cummmmmingggggggggg” She held on to Kim as she came. Her whole body went stiff and her feet pulled into my ass cheeks, like she was pulling me in deeper. As her body shook and quaked from her orgasm, I pulled out and then just watched her come down from her blissful orgasm. Kim was laying back looking at her friend, when I moved between her legs. I lifted them and placed them over my arms, and aligned my cock with her pussy now. I knew that Kim was ready for a hard fucking. It is her favorite way and I always enjoyed this with her. For years, Kim and I have have had this special bond, not only in bed, but other facets of our lives, but sexually, she comes as close to what her sister and I shared. One thing now, though, the sex is not as often, like I was used too with Carol. We may enjoy sex about twice a week now, but we always make it worth our while, and with the help of the cialis pill, my dick last a long time too, which is what Kim enjoys most. She’ll cum sometimes 3 times before I cum. Once I entered her, she smiled up at me and said, “Give it to me Baby. Show Barb how we fuck” We started slow and built up to a good rhythm. You could hear our skin slapping together hard, and Kim met my every thrust, with her own thrust. Barb was watching intently and said this was so hot to see. As she watched, she played with her pussy, keeping it nice and hot. After about 10 minutes of hard fucking, let Kim’s legs down and continued to fuck her. She was working on her second orgasm and was moaning a great deal. I could feel the tingling sensation starting to build in my nutsack, so I told her I was going to cum soon. “OH Shittttttttttttt. Cum in me Baby” as she orgasmed again. I let out a loud groan, and started pumping hot cum in her. Robe after creamy rope of cum splashed inside her vaginal tunnel. “Oh Fuckkkkkkkkkk Kim” is all I could say as I finished cumming, and softly fell on top of her. Her legs wrapped around me and was holding me inside her. After a bit, I pushed myself to my knees, and pulled out. “Oh my God. That was the sexiest thing I have ever witnessed” Barb said aloud. I then went down and started licking Kim’s cum drenched pussy, sucking our combined juices. When I had most of it, I went up and kissed Kim, sharing our cum with her. Then I broke that kiss and leaned over to Barb and shared it with her as well. She was a bit apprehensive at first, but then got into the kiss and licking my lips and chin. “Oh My God. Oh My God,” Barb said afterwards. “I’ve never seen that or even kissed a man who licked his own cum.” Kim just smiled, then got up and went to the bathroom. As she was in there, Barb asked, “This was amazing. I really mean that. I was so turned on by watching you two, but also the whole experience. I have to wonder if John and I had done this, would we still be together. I was willing, but he wasn’t” “Well. I am glad you have enjoyed this and I hope you would like to do it again too. You are a very good lover, and very sexy.” I said to her. “Oh shit. Look at me. I’m hardly sexy now, at least not like I used to be. I’d love to try this again with you guys. I’ll be honest, I’ve wanted you for a long time and I hope Kim doesn’t get mad at that.” As she was saying that Kim walked back into the room and got on the bed. “Why would I be mad? We share Barb. It’s just how we are, and always have been. You can join us in bed anytime you want too. It’s really nice now, that you and I can play together too.” After she said that, the two lady’s started kissing again. As they kissed, I got up and went to the bathroom. When I got back to the bed, the girls were holding one another. Kim aske dme, “Mind if Barb spends the night with us Babe? We’re both kind of tired by the workout you put us through, and I don’t want her driving home after all the wine we drank.” “Of course I don’t mind. Just don’t freak out if you feel my hands roaming over your sext body.” Barb just giggled at that. The girls had me get between them. After I turned off the light. Both then cuddled up with me and we all kissed goodnight. Kim did whisper in my ear that if I awaken before them, then I should wake Barb up a special way, either by tongue or fucking. Chapter 5 The next morning, Kim and I both awakened around 8am. Barb was still sleeping. She was on her back, her arms above her head, and her legs slightly spread. I was brushing my teeth when Kim came into the bathroom. “When you are done there, go back to bed and wake up Barb. I’m sure she would enjoy a morning romp in bed. Then come down and I’ll have breakfast ready.” She then left and went downstairs. I crawled into bed and got between Barb’s legs and spread them enough so I could lick her awake. It didn't take long for Barb to stir, and her legs spread farther apart for me and my pussy eating skills took over. She lasted maybe 5 minutes before she came. Her legs were like a vice around my head as she came. After finishing up licking her juices, I moved up on top of her and kissed her. She didn’t want to at first, morning breath and all, but I didn’t care. When she felt the head of my hard shaft start to penetrate her love hole, her eyes grew wide. “Oh God. Is Kim ok with this?” she asked. “Better than ok Sweetie. She suggested it. So relax and let’s enjoy the moment.” She smiled and said, “If that’s the case, then fuck me like you fucked her last night. I haven’t been pounded like that in years and could sure use it. So Fuck me Tim. Fuck me real good.” I grabbed her legs and put them over my extended arms and drove my cock all the way inside her. “Oh my God. Your cock is so big and feels so fucking good. Fuck me Baby” We fucked hard for over 5 minutes. I was pounding her hole hard and our skin was slapping so hard, Kim have had to have heard it downstairs. Then I rolled us over so she was on top and she took over. She would grind her mound against my pelvis, then fuck hard up and down, then grind some more. She came once when I was on top and now was getting close again. I started spanking her ass now and she loved that. She was a big time moaner too, which is something I enjoy in a woman. But when I slapped her ass, she really let loose then. “OH God Damn. Fuck me with this cock. I want you to cum in me. I want your cum deep inside me.” Not a minute later, I let her know I was going to cum and started shooting deep inside her. She started to cum then and I watched her body become a rag doll, flopping all over as she came. When she finished cumming. She collapsed on top of me, and kissed me. I then rolled her over again, so she was on her back. I then went down and started eating her again. When I finished, I came up and dripped cum into her waiting mouth, then kissed her hard. She was very turned on by this. I wish my cock was still hard, because I would have loved to fuck her again. “Oh my God. That is the most erotic sex I have ever had. I hope you two invite me back again.” Barb said. Chapter 6 That happened 4 weeks ago, and since then Barb has joined Kim and I in bed 3 more time. Each time getting better, since we are all learning what is turning us on. The girls have played together alone 3 times too, with Kim staying the night the one time. Kim did tell me that Barb asked if I could come over one night, for a little one on one with her. Kim is all for it, but I haven’t decided just yet. It takes a great deal of trust and love between two, to allow that to happen. I know I trust Kim and she trust me, so we’ll just see where this goes. I’m sure Barb would enjoy getting to know Pete and Karen at some point. We even got Barb to start stripping down as soon as she gets here, since Kim and I are nudist and she loves it. |
Sometimes I feel a little guilty about what transpired. After all, there are certain boundries that shouldn't be crossed. However, when I think back to that time I can't help but still get turned on and revel in the pleasure it created. Here is a little history about myself and a little of what led up to the events. I'm a normal 41 year old woman. I think I am still pretty attractive at 5'6, 138 lbs. I have dark brown hair in a medium bob and dark blue eyes. My figure isn't what it was when I was in college, but I stay in shape and have been blessed with nice firm 38C breasts. I got married at 20 and we had a son 5 years later. When I think about it now, it's pretty amazing I got pregnant. I've always been orally inclined and sucking has always turned me on. My husband didn't miss many opportunities for me to pleasure him to a gushing end down my throat. When my son was 6 my husband decided he had had enough of the married life and left us. The divorce was very unexpected and I guess I clung to my son a little more than before. I think he also clung to me since his dad wasn't around anymore either. Being a single mother wasn't easy, especially when it came to dating. Between working and raising my son, I didn't have much time for myself and I realized when I was out on the rare date that I often worried about what my son was up to. This usually didn't help to create close relationships with many men. I think the last sexual experience I had with a man was when I was 35. The date wasn't anything special, but the guy was HOT and I didn't let him get away. But in the end, it only lasted 5 minutes and still left me wanting more. “Back to the tried and true finger and toy methods” I told myself. After that, things got busier at work and I put the dating scene on hold. Fast forward about 6 years, and yes it's been 6 years since my last encounter with a real man. My son is growing up in to a handsome young man. At 16 he was almost 6' tall with a slim, athletic build. He has my blue eyes and light brown hair, and some pretty good sized shoes. LOL As bad as it sounds, I know my son sneaks drinks from the liquor cabinet when I am not home. He's done it since he was 10 or so. He's never really gotten drunk that I've noticed until lately. It's not like I am a true moral compass. I started going out every other weekend with one of my girlfriends and we'd have a few drinks. I would usually come home a little tipsy and always horny. So, after checking on my son and giving him a kiss on the forehead goodnight, I'd be off to my room to relieve some lonely tensions. Then, one Saturday night I came home tipsy and excitable as normal only to find out my son had been drinking a lot that night. I knew his friends were coming over while I was out to watch some game on TV. Since the boys lived nearby, I didn't really think much about it. But when I got home, I noticed a couple of empty liquor bottles on the floor. I was a little upset about them drinking that much and meant to talk with him about it in the morning. I went upstairs as normal and peeked in to his room. He must have really drunk a lot because it looks as though he barely made it out of his clothes and to the bed. He lay face down on his bed with one leg hanging off in his boxers. Seeing how it looked like he might fall on the floor, I floated over in my own intoxicated state to do the motherly thing and put him in bed as best I could. In this case, just try to roll him over on to his bed. I rolled him over and on to his back without even a snort. Then an unexpected thing that happened when he rolled over; his penis flopped out of the fly in his boxers. I was little surprised at first until I realized what had happened. Though in my intoxicated brain I thought, "That has to be uncomfortable", so I decided to put it back in for him. Remember that I was already a little aroused and tipsy. As I reached down and put my fingers on his penis to put it back in, it twitched at my touch. I quickly looked back at my son, to see if he was awake. He was still passed out cold. I thought to myself what a lovely young man he's becoming and was drunkenly staring when I felt something move in my hand. As I looked back to my hand I realized I was still holding his penis. Not only that, but my thumb was slowly stroking it. This sent electricity through my body as well as confusion. It was almost trance like as I looked down and saw it my hand. I felt it twitch again and noticed it had grown. I could feel the soft flesh filling with blood and becoming stiff. My mind was blurred. I knew I should just throw a blanket on him and leave but the feeling of his member in my hand, swelling and growing held me mesmerized. It felt so good, so familiar, so wanting! I let go of his erect member, now nearly 8" long. I left his room in a fog feeling a little guilty and even more turned on. I went down stairs and poured myself a drink and swallowed it quickly. Then I went up to my room. When I got to my room, I saw the blanket on my bed and thought I should still cover him up. So I went back to his room to cover him up. As I entered his room, he was just as I left him. His cock was still stiff and swollen. My mind raced back to how good it felt to feel the hard flesh. It felt hard inside with a tender softness that covers it. My eyes were transfixed on it. I looked back at my son and noticed no signs of movement. Maybe it was that last drink but I knew I wanted to feel it again. I knelt down next to his bed and slowly I wrapped my fingers around the shaft. My mind raced and my body tingled. I could feel the juices flowing inside of me, the heat growing between my legs. Slowly I started to stroke it Up and down. Oh, how I missed the feeling of hard flesh in my hands, in my mouth, in me. I noticed a gimmer of light reflecting off of some pre-cum that had formed. I began to feel a horrible guilt as I found myself wondering what it would feel like on my tongue. Could I really be doing this? What if he woke up? How could I explain things? He's my son! How great it feels pulsing in my fingers... All things seemed to fade away as the alcohol led my head closer and closer to the swelled head. At first I just allowed my tongue to touch it. Electric! The salty taste was better than any champaign to my tastebuds. Then my tongue slide along the shaft. The velvet softness brought back memories. When my tongue returned to the head and licked along the little opening I was greeted with more drops of pre-cum. It was then I knew I had found the nectar of the Gods! I felt like I was on auto pilot, or just someone watching as I couldn't stop myself anymore. I engulfed his member and started sucking. It slid so easily in and out of my mouth. I was a little nervous since it had been a long time, but I found it soon slid nicely all the way down to my throat. I was treated to more of his pre-cum and it only spurred me on. Somewhere in the mix, my free hand found its way to my dampness and increased its play. As I delighted in my act I could hear my son's breathing increase. Still no signs of waking but I knew something was about to happen. At last I felt his cock stiffen more and his head swell. I brace myself as I felt my own wave coming over me. He released a torrent of cum in to my mouth. It's taste was so familiar and pleasurable as it shot into my mouth and throat. I swallowed as best I could as I shuttered in my own orgasm. Sucking and rubbing and trying not to scream in pleasure. When my own wave subsided I let him out of my mouth and tucked him back inside his boxers and put a blanket over him. I gave him a kiss goodnight and went to my own room. There I masturbated again at the thought of what had just happened. This could have been the end of the story, but it wasn't. I found out that my son got drunk with his friends about ever 3 weeks, after they saved up enough money to buy booze so the parents wouldn't realize their bottle were missing. And so began the affair. I would even think about buying the alcohol so he would get drunk, pass out and I could enjoy my own liquids. But I didn't want him to think I knew he was doing it. This went on for about 6 months, until things really changed. I came home from the bar, tipsy and aroused. I was so looking forward to my secret erotic pleasure. Sure enough, I saw the bottles in the trash can and went upstairs to enjoy my prize. I peeked in to his room to see him sleeping in his bed. I went to my room, stripped and put on my short silk nightie. I had been doing this for that past several episodes because the silk felt so good against my nipples and nothing under gave me better access to myself. I walked in to his room as I normally did, pulled back the covers and proceeded to pull his member from his boxers. I slowly stroked it, watching it harden in the soft light from his window. It always amazes me how it reacts. It starts soft and slowly grows and stretches. It fills itself to a nice hard pleasure tool. I could hear my sons breathing deepening and I didn't think much about it. Perhaps it would be a quick release tonight? As I lowered my head and took him inside of me, I lost myself in the feeling of it all. My head bobbed slowly up and down, along with my hand stroking him. As I reached down to enjoy myself, it happened. "Mom?" I froze. My mind was scrambled. How do I explain? What do I do? "Mom, what are you doing?" I slowly realized that I still had him in my mouth. Ashamed I let him slide out of my mouth and went to leave. "I'm sorry son", was all I could utter as I started to get up. "Don't go. Err, I mean, ummm, how long?" I looked at my son for the first time. "About 6 months, I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't have." I really didn't know what to say to him. How to explain it all. I'm not really sure how things transpired between us that night. I heard him still breathing heavy as I started to get up and then realized that I was still stroking his shaft. I let go of his member and went to bury my face in my pillow in shame when his hand caught mine and moved it back to his cock. I looked at him confused and he gave me a hazy nod. I started to stroke him again and I watched as he closed his eyes. His hand pulled on my arm, urging me closer. Still confused I lowered my lips to his shaft. As its head entered my mouth again my instincts took over and I proceeded to suck and pleasure. I listened again to his breathing getting heavier and felt his hands rest on my head. I could feel his hips rising to meet my motions and my body tingled in excitement. My body was on fire as I looked up at him. I saw his eyes open for a minute and we locked. I had never been so turned on in my life. Now my son knew what I had been doing to him and I didn't care. I only wanted to feel him erupt in my mouth again. As I could hear him getting closer and feel him starting to tense I heard him moan "Oh Mom" in almost a whimper and I came. Waves of pleasure shot through my body at the sound of him moaning mom. Wrapped in my own orgasm, I was taken by surprise when his cock exploded in my mouth. As the salty taste flooded my mouth I was wrapped with another orgasm that shuttered through me. I continued to suck until every last drop was squeezed out and his member started to soften. I still remember how drained he looked as I kissed him goodnight. The next day we talked about it and enjoyed oral activities until he went away to college. He learned to finger me and lick me to and orgasm as well, but we never did have sex. I look back now that he has a girlfriend and know that she is getting that part of him. Though we haven't had an opportunity to revisit those days, I did get a nice letter from him. The most memorable part is when it told me that having a girlfriend is great and sex is fun. But you gave the best blowjobs I've ever had. |
My Sister When my older sister and I were young, we played the show me yours game, but after showing her my cock and balls, she would always chicken out. I never did get to see her pussy or tits. Fast forward to now, when I still get hard thinking of her, and jerk off to visions of playing sex games with her. We are both married and I know she shares my inclination to watch porn. As two couples, we have gone to movies with porn as the theme, and after getting home I banged the hell out of my wife envisioning that she was my sister. She has admitted to me in private that porn makes her horny, but never did she show any enthusiasm for playing those games now. During one of my vacations, I stayed with my sister and her husband, while my wife visited relatives down east. Her husband worked 12 hour day shifts, so I got to spend a lot of alone time with my sister. One day we were joking about our childhood games, and I asked her why she never showed me her body, while I stood there with my cock out. She didn’t want to answer, but when I pressed her, she said that she was afraid that I would try to put my cock inside her. She might be right, but I would never admit that to her. This is how our conversation went: Me: didn’t you ever wonder what it would have been like, if we had both stripped and touched each other? Her: yes, but I was afraid it would go too far. I really did like seeing your cock and balls. It made me horny. Me: Do you ever wonder what my cock looks like now compared to back then? Her: Sometimes. Hey I’ve got some porno tapes in the rec room in the basement. Wanna go watch some? Me: what if I get really horny? Her: I guess you could jerk off and I could watch. Me: okay, let’s go. In the basement, with the lights off and the tv showing 70’s porn, my cock was in full erection. We sat on the couch, with us on opposite ends. Her: you look uncomfortable. Are your pants too tight? There is a big bulge in the front of your jeans. Me: I know. What should I do? Her: I thought you were going to jerk off? Me: Is that really fair, that I am exposed jerking off, while you are fully dressed? Her: what are you suggesting? Me: you know what I want to see. It would be a lot easier jerking off and cumming if you were naked. Her: That’s not going to happen. You might lose control and try to get inside me. Me: I promise I won’t try. Just strip and slide down beside me, and I should be able to cum in no time. After getting naked and stroking my cock, my sister reluctantly stood and stripped. She sat back down and I asked her to slide down beside me. Her: promise you won’t try to get inside me. I could never cheat on my husband. Me: I promise. Now slide down. With my sister’s naked body pressed against my side, I began jerking off noisily and faster. I had no intention of cumming too soon, because I wanted to see how far this would go. After jerking for a few more minutes, I noticed my sister squirming a bit. Me: are you getting as horny as I am? Her: I guess, but there’s not much I can do about it. Me: you could rub your clit and try and orgasm with me, or I could rub it for you. I’m sure my hand would feel better than your own. Her: you decide. I reached over and gently parted her legs and rubbed my fingers through her pubic hair and down to her pussy lips. She was soaked. Me: your pussy is really juiced. You must be really horny. Her: so, get busy and help me. Me: Can you help me too? Her: you mean jerk you off? Me: yes, then we can both cum. Her: I don’t know. We probably have gone too far already. She shifted and moaned as my finger gently massaged her clit, and she hadn’t anything more to say. She turned slightly and took my cock in her hand and began stroking. Me: can I get you to turn slightly so my cock is more easily accessible. She shifted and her head was resting on my shoulder while she jerked my cock. I put my arm up and around her shoulder, to hold her while she jerked. I Could no longer reach her pussy, but at that point I was too far gone to care. As she continued stroking me, I gently applied pressure to her shoulder in an effort to get her head closer to my cock. She probably knew what I was trying to do and didn’t resist, so I kept up the pressure. Soon her lips were about three inches from my cock head, so I pushed up with my hips and my cock head brushed against her lips. She jumped, but didn’t move away. Her: I suppose you think I’m going to give you a blow job? Me: a guy can dream, can’t he? She didn’t reply, so I raised my hips and gently pushed on her shoulder. I felt her tongue flick out and I instinctively raised up further trying to get into her mouth. With virtually no resistance from her I pushed her head down, and I was now about two inches inside her mouth. I could feel her tongue moving in a swirling motion, and the suction started shortly after. I just couldn’t stop. I pushed on the top of her head and thrust upwards, so my cock was almost fully engulfed. She started bobbing her head up and down and I was perilously close to blowing my load. Me: This is not really fair. Let me help to make you feel good too. Her: What do you mean? Me: I’ll lick your clit and help you cum. Her: You won’t try anything funny with your cock? Me: No, I promise (I lied). I moved down between her legs and gently spread her open. My tongue did a light flicker through her pussy lips and then my lips latched onto her clit. I sucked and licked as she began moaning and squirming, edging closer to an orgasm. She grabbed my ears and pulled me tight to her pussy, as she went into spasm. Her: lick harder, I’m cumming. Don’t stop, don’t stop, please suck my clit. With one final convulsion, her orgasm began to subside. I let her bask in the glow of her orgasm for a minute, then moved up to the couch and spread my legs. I stroked my cock and watched for her reaction. When I didn’t see any, I said: Me: It’s my turn now. Her: I really shouldn’t but I guess it’s only fair. As she crawled between my legs, I said to her: Me: Suck me off sis, I really need to cum. Her: I guess you plan on cumming in my mouth. Me: Please just suck my cock, I need to orgasm. I’d love it if you swallowed for me. As she lowered her face to my cock, I reached for her ears, to get her mouth deep on my cock. She must have sensed what was coming, because she spit all over my cock, probably to make it easier to go deep on me. As the spit hit my cock head, I pulled on her ears and rammed my cock deep into her mouth. Me: Suck that cock deep into your throat, I need to cum. Her: MMMMMMMMMM The vibrations from her MMMMMing sent me over the edge. My cum shot out like a cannon and flooded her mouth to overflowing. Trying to contain the cum flood was nearly impossible, and several streams of cum ran from the corners of her mouth. As the last of my cum was drained, I finally released her ears and relaxed. She looked up at me and said: Her: Happy now that I swallowed almost all of your cum? Me: Not quite. I’m still hard as a rock and need to bury my cock deep in your pussy. Her: No way, you promised that you wouldn’t do that. Me: Sorry, I have to fuck you until we both cum together. Her: I can’t cheat on my husband. Me: You already did, by swallowing my cum. Her: If we do this, do you promise never to tell anyone what we did. Me: Yes, I promise. She sat on the couch and spread her legs, so I got up and positioned my cock at her pussy entrance. As I sunk deep into her, she moaned and grabbed my hips. I began thrusting into her and in no time, she was in full orgasm. I felt my balls tense up, and I was ready to unload again. I finished pumping her full of cum, as her orgasm subsided, but she was still shaking and moaning. Her: I can feel you cumming and I can’t stop my orgasm. Oh god, I’m going to cum again. Me: Just relax for a minute or two, and I’ll be able to fuck you again. Her: I don’t know if I can handle another orgasm. As my cock began to fully harden again, I began gentle thrusts, and watched for her reaction. Her: Fuck me hard, I want to cum on your cock. I jackhammered her pussy until I felt another orgasm cumming. I didn’t think I had any cum left, but it felt great anyway spasming inside her. She couldn’t cum again, but she whispered to me: Her: Tomorrow’s another day bro. To be continued…………………………. |
“Are you sure you two will be okay?” Their dad searched their faces. “I don’t know if we should leave you here all day by yourselves.” Mai and Leo looked at each other, blank looks on both their faces. “Dad,” Leo replied, “We’ve got fish to eat, food in the camp, bathrooms, books, and our music. We’ve got park rangers just down the road.” He looked at Mai and smiled. “We’ll be just fine. Well, as long as sis does everything I tell her to do anyway.” Mai snorted a sarcastic look on her face. “Dad, you and mom go have a great day at the Stevenson’s. I’ll watch over Leo, if I have to sit on him.” Her brother rolled his eyes and walked towards the lake. “C’mon Mai. Let’s go for a row across the lake. We can go swimming.” He waved at their parents in a ‘goodbye’ gesture. Their mom took the cue. “Alright honey, the kids will be fine. Let’s get going.” Mai gave them both a goodbye hug and watched them drive away. Minutes later their parents were out of sight, out of the campground, to their friend’s house a couple hours away. Mai then joined her brother by the lake. “Are we going to go for a swim, or to fuck?” “Both I guess. At least that is what I had in mind as soon as I woke up this morning.” They got into the rowboat and Leo began to row them out to the center of the lake. There was a small island in the center and he pointed them towards it. They pulled farther away from the shore, and their camp, and Mai pulled off her shirt. She was wearing a bikini, and she reached up and undid the ties that held it around her neck. Leo watched her, his eyes filled with desire. Since she was in the back of the boat, Mai’s back was to the shore. She reached behind her back, and undid the clasp of her top, and it fell into her lap. Her breasts hung down, white and full, with her nipples erect in the lake breeze. Smiling at him, she leaned her head back and closed her eyes, sitting there half-nude while he pulled at the oars. A hawk flew overhead, but everything else was still except for the splash of the oars and the lapping of lake water against the boat. With her eyes still closed, Mai stuck her foot out and felt for her brother’s crotch. She found his cock and began to rub it over his trunks. “How does that feel?” She already knew the answer. “Your making it hard to row, sis.” He warned. “I wouldn’t want us to drift away, perhaps to somewhere closer to prying eyes. Indecent exposure, and all.” He laughed out loud and it sounded hollow in the great, open outdoor air. Mai kept rubbing her brother’s cock with the ball of her foot. It was hardening under her touch and she enjoyed the look in Leo’s eyes as he looked at her breasts and tried to row with the added distraction of her massaging. “I-I’m going to cum before we even get to the island, Mai.” He protested. “It’s hard for me to row with you doing that.. he added, trying to sound a tad stern. Mai ignored him. She added her other foot to the mix, and all he could do was groan and keep rowing. Fortunately the island came quicker than he did, and he escaped his sister’s toehold on him before he could erupt into his trunks. They pulled the boat up onto the bank, and Mai grabbed her brother’s hand. “I want us to hold hands when we can, lover". The island was small; barely thirty feet across., with a small stand of trees, bushes, and some rocks. Leo walked her into the middle of the trees and they sat in the shadows. “Man! This is a neat island. Just enough cover to…” Mai finished his sentence, “To fuck me!” They laughed. Leo stood up and took off his trunks. His cock hung down, semi-hard. Mai looked out across the lake. There were no other boats on the water. No one else was around. “Can I ask you something, Leo?” He sat down next to her and nodded. “Do you—have you wanted to, like, scream, or shout or say something while I am sucking your cock? Or when we did it last night?” Leo smiled and sputtered out, “Well, yeah! Remember? You had to cover my mouth, too.” Mai said, “Yeah, that’s true. It just feels so good I want to shout.” “I don’t see anyone around her, Sis, so if you get the urge to scream, have at it.” Her brother said. Mai reached over and grabbed his cock, giving it a playful squeeze. “Let’s take our time out here today, okay? Long as we keep a lookout for someone coming, we can relax more and really enjoy this day.” She stood up and took off her bikini bottom. Her pubic hair was non-existent. She smiled at her brother who licked his lips in approval. “You look very tasty like that, Sis.” He said. “Do you like it this way, or with hair down there?” He looked at her “Mai, I don’t know enough about it to have an opinion. As long as I can lick you and fuck you, I don’t care.” They laughed. He pulled her to him; her crotch in his face and his mouth against her mound. “I love the smell of your pussy. It draws me in. I have never smelled anything like it before.” She spread her legs a bit and he probed her with his tongue. Mai sighed at the sensation of his tongue on her folds, but she looked around before fully enjoying his attention. The coast was clear, so she closed her eyes and held his head against her body. Mai had been fantasizing about this moment from the time she set foot on the boat to right now and she was already wet. Leo’s tongue slid easily in and out of her. His hunger for his sister was as high as ever. He plunged as deep as he could, and his lips covered her clit, which he munched while swirling his tongue inside her. “Oh Leo! It feels great!” Mai spoke loudly for the first time. Her voice echoed off the trees and rocks around them but went no further. Hearing herself speak, hearing her voice, gave more impetus to her pleasure. Her body trembled as she stood there. Leo slipped his finger inside her as he licked her clit. Mai groaned out loud. It was getting hard to stand with him finger fucking her. “Leo, let’s do each other. I want you ready when I am. I want us to fuck really soon” her voice was urgent. She knelt beside him and he rolled onto his back. Mai mounted him, her pussy over his face and her mouth moving quickly to his hard cock. They proceeded to eat each other, with Mai looking up now and then to scan the lake for intruders. She pressed her pussy against her brother’s mouth, grinding against him while she pushed her mouth down over his cock. Bobbing up and down over him, she soon brought him to a point where he was thrusting his manhood up and between her lips. Her body filled with an electric pleasure that causd her to pull her mouth off her brother to pant. “I need you in me, Leo!” She didn’t need to say it twice. He pushed her off him and she turned around. Sliding her pussy down over his cock, Mai impaled herself on him and then waited, enjoying the feel of him filling her. After a moment of sitting still with her brother massaging her breasts, she began to move up and down on his cock. The ecstasy that erupted inside her was incredible! There was a place just inside her that, when rubbed against, brought great pleasure. She pressed against Leo’s cock, positioning herself in a way to keep contact with that spot. And then she moaned with pleasure as her orgasm began to rise up. It was surprising that she could remember to watch the lake for other people but the fear of discovery helped fuel her passion. Anticipation allowed Mai to cum more quickly than she had the past week and Leo felt the rush of her juices begin to flow down over his cock and balls. Mai whimpered like a kitten. Leo enjoyed her nipples and then pulled her to him to kiss her on the mouth. They French-kissed hungrily until Mai let out a squeal of joy. Her bobbing became erratic as her orgasm erupted in a gasp and a shout. “OH! Yes! Leo, I love you!” She rode his cock and her orgasm, gasping and breathing heavily, her eyes closed. When his cum began to shoot up into her, it sent her over the edge and she collapsed against his chest while he thrust in and out of her vigorously. A squeeze of her ass brought another wave of pleasure. After they finished, Mai pulled off her brother and changed her position over him again. They licked each other clean, moaning their appreciation all the while. Mai looked up and was relieved to see that they were still alone on the lake. Smoke rose from another campfire down from their camp, but otherwise there wasn’t any activity to be seen from where they lay. “I can’t believe we have been able to make love like this,” Leo gushed, looking around. “You’ve got me so horny, I want to fuck again, right now!” His sister smiled at him, appreciating his desire for her. “In fact, I’ve got some ideas.” He grinned at his sister. It was going to be a wonderful afternoon. Mai walked to the edge of the little island and peered across the water to the far away shore. There was still no activity to be seen; no one in a boat that would be a threat to their afternoon activities. Fully naked, she stood and warmed herself in the bright sun. Leo watched his sister from the shadows, admiring her shapely ass and the look of her bare back in the sunlight. She bent over and splashed her hands, feeling the coolness of the water. Her brother looked at her pussy showing between her legs, and whistled his approval. Mai looked back through her legs at him and said, “Like what you see?” “Stay like that,” he replied. Walking over to her, he pushed her legs to the side, spreading her stance out. The he sat down on his ass, between her legs, and pressed his mouth against her pussy. His warm mouth made her quiver. She grabbed her breasts and squeezed her nipples, her body flush with the beginnings of pleasure. Being a limber girl, she stretched down and took her brother’s cock into her mouth. Leo laughed at this maneuver. What a sight it must be, with him licking her pussy while she sucks his cock, all with her standing! His balls were cooling in the water, while her hot mouth was heating up his cock and the temperature difference created a very erotic, very exciting effect. He held her ass, squeezing her cheeks in his hands and rubbing and pulling at her hips. Mai’s face was getting red from the blood rushing to her head. Leo didn’t want to let her up, though. Seeing her like this, licking her like this, was very intoxicating. Just the wetness of her pussy was arousing him. “Fuck me, Leo. Let’s do something different—a different position.” Mai suggested, pulling her mouth off his cock. She stood up, scanned the lake for intruders, and looked down at her brother. He smiled and tugged at her hand. “Come down here. I want to hold you.” She squatted down, and he pulled her on top of him. Laying down on the sand he directed her. “Lie down on top of me with your back against my chest.” Mai laid against her brother as he wrapped his arms around her, He spread her arms out, maneuvered his legs around hers to spread her legs wide. “Oh. The sun feels good on my skin,” she cooed. She closed her eyes and waited for her brother to continue positioning her. Suddenly, she felt the ‘whoosh’ of his cock sliding easily into her wet, aching pussy. “Oh! Leo!” His cock filled her, and her entire body felt tight and tense, needing a sweet release. She relaxed her body against his. He thrust his shaft in and out of her, repeatedly, methodically, getting a rhythm in this new position they were trying. The angle of his penetration, the way his cock slid in and out of her, aroused her quickly. She began to pant heavily, and groan with pleasure. “Leo! Fuck me!” She felt exposed and naked to the whole world, and the thought that she was incapable of hiding or covering herself if someone found them like this heightened the sexual sensations running through her body. Her brother cupped her breasts from behind, and massaged them firmly while he fucked her. Her nipples reached for the blue sky above them. She looked at her breasts and his hands upon them, enjoying how he flicked and tugged her nipples until they turned from brown to red. She wanted his mouth on her nipples; to devour her breasts. This desire only made her hornier and a sweet warmth began to wash over her that was not caused by the sun. It was wet, it was electric, and the feel of his cock penetrating her repeatedly was causing her to groan louder. Her voice carried out over the water, and Leo had clamped his hand over her mouth to silence her. Mai was rubbing her clit, and everything came together to bring her to a very loud, and intense orgasm. Leo waited until she was in the middle of her pleasures to release his load inside her. She felt the force of his cum shooting into her, knew she was the source of his excitement, and another wave of pleasure rolled over her in another orgasm. He kept pumping his cock into her from behind and she rode his cock until he was done. They lay together, her on top of him, under the warm sun, and enjoyed the feel of each other’s body. Afterwards, Mai and Leo slipped into the lake for a swim. Alone, naked, they enjoyed the cool water and the thought that this family vacation had turned into the best one ever. Of course, after a bit of time floating aimlessly in the water, Leo decided to check out his sister’s body under water. She sat still, her breasts floating, bobbing in the clear water of the lake. On her part, Mai had a look at her brother’s cock, too. Cool water, she found out, doesn’t enhance the experience. They both laughed at how his cock shrunk down. “I know how to get your cock back to a good size,” she cooed. She began to stroke his shaft under the water and they kissed tenderly while she brought him back to life. He held her close to him, and his deepening breathe was sweet to her ears. “I love getting you excited, Leo.” He smiled at her comment. She knew it was the same for him. It was getting to be time for them to row back to the camp, but she wanted to make love one more time in the open before they left their little island. Mai left the water fully naked. Her bikini top and bottom was waiting for her in the boat. Her skin glistened in the sun. She knelt down on the sand and got on all fours. She closed her eyes, letting her body settle. She focused on every part of her; the way her legs were spread, the feel of air over her pussy, and the slight sway of her full breasts as they hung down from her chest. Her brother watched her, letting his eyes roam her body. God, she loved to fuck! What a lovely body she had, and it was his for his pleasure. Desire began to rise up in him. He had to mount her, which was the reason why she was kneeling there. She wanted him inside her. Mai watched her brother get up and walk out of the water. His cock was slightly stiff. She loved his muscular legs, and reveled in the fact that she would be feeling them next to her; she would feel the strength of his body as he fucked her there. Leo knelt behind his sister, and she held her breathe, waiting for him to come inside her. She gasped as he entered her from behind, and his hands grabbed a hold of her breasts, using his hold to penetrate her deeply. “One last time, before we go back,” she whispered. He began to fuck her slowly, letting his cock slide deeper and deeper with each thrust. She opened her eyes and almost screamed. There was a boat coming towards them. “We’ve got to stop, Leo! Someone’s coming.” She tried to free herself from his grasp, but he held her firm. “No. This will be great. I bet it makes you cum really hard. I’m going to fuck you here and now.” Mai’s heart began to beat wildly. Each thrust of her brother inside her pussy was delicious and the fear of discovery was creating an erotic aura that hadn’t been a part of their lovemaking yet. “What if it’s Mom and Dad?” Leo kept fucking his sister, each thrust harder than the previous one. The boat was having its desired effect. Mai felt her pleasure mounting as quickly as her brother had mounted her. The urgency of their situation, the threat of being found out, aroused her. Her orgasm collided with her brother’s and she squealed quietly at how good it felt. Grabbing their bathing suits, they hid behind the boat and put them on just before the boat came close enough to the island for them to recognize who it was. Their parents had indeed returned. “Hey, you two! What were you up to just then?” Their dad’s tone was accusatory. Leo said quickly, “We were digging in the sand. What did you think we were doing?” His voice was blank, unconcerned. “Well, it looked like—we thought that…” His voice trailed off. “Never mind. Have you two been having fun?” Mai avoided her mom’s eyes, choosing to look at the island. “This place is neat. We spent a lot of time here today.” She was wondering if her mom would notice the lack of tan lines on her body. They walked around the island and it didn’t escape Mai’s eyes that her mom was checking out footprints and body prints that were very visible. Mai was recounting every moment in her head: “Yes, we fucked there. I sucked his cock there…” Her thoughts were interrupted by her own chuckling. Her parents gave both her and Leo odd looks. In the end, though, they all left the island for camp. Leo and Mei took the opportunity to take their showers early. Their parents had brought home food to cook over the fire. It would be waiting for them. As they walked to the shower Leo said “Dad snapped my trunks. I think he was trying to see my tan line, or lack thereof. And Mom was giving you a thorough look-over from behind. Think they suspect something?” “Well, I think having you fuck me doggy-style on the beach as they approached the island may have given them something to worry about,” she snorted. “And even if they missed that, the idea of us skinny-dipping and sunbathing nude together would be disturbing enough. I think we need to cool it tomorrow and spend more time with them.” Leo agreed. Besides, all this fucking had given him an idea for bedtime. His sister would need tomorrow to recuperate. --The end. |
I never thought of myself as a slut. I was brought up in a good neighborhood, my father took very good care of me after mom was killed in a drunk driving accident when I was twelve. But when I got into high school my girlfriends started talking about sex they were having, and it really turned me on. I knew that I shouldn’t have sex though I was too young. It wasn’t like I didn’t have guys lining up, even at fourteen I had bigger tits than my friends 32Cs and I was a runner so I was in good shape. I have blonde hair and green eyes. I had a few boyfriends freshman year, but it wasn’t until sophomore year that I let one fuck me. It wasn’t special, he did it in the backseat of his car and it felt ok but what really shocked me was when I got home I was so worried about daddy knowing what I’d done. I sat there eating dinner with my boyfriends cum dripping out of me, and it was making me hotter. I didn’t know what to do, so I told one of my girlfriends and she told me if I wanted to find some really kinky stuff to go online. I did, and I became addicted to chat rooms. My favorite rooms were the ones where people would pretend to be my daddy and tell me all the nasty things they were doing to my body. I knew it was wrong to think about daddy that way but I couldn’t help it. Dad had started getting a little suspicious about all the time I was spending on the computer, he told me it wasn’t healthy. I told him I was just chatting with friends from school. I didn’t know he could get access to my computer and see what I’d been doing. But that’s what happened. I was in my favorite incest chat room one night talking to a new guy. He even got me to tell him I wasn’t 18 like my profile said but 16 and he said that really turned him on. Then he asked me what I liked best, and I told him daddy/daughter roleplay. He asked what I wanted daddy to do to me, and I told him I loved being spanked by daddy then fucked hard. He asked me if I would let daddy fuck my ass but I told him I’d never done that but had once put a dildo up it when I was playing. He told me he had cum just talking to me, then logged off. I was looking for someone else to chat with about ten minutes later when my father called me out of my bedroom. He told me to come to the den and I knew from the sound of his voice I was in trouble. I got there and he just said “What do you have to say for yourself young lady?” I didn’t know what he meant, but then he pointed at the computer screen and I saw the chat I’d just had. He was the new guy in the room. I’d thought about this sure but I was mortified as my father sat in his chair leering at me knowing that he now knew what I wanted. “It’s just a game daddy.” I whispered. “You don’t mean it then? You don’t want me to fuck you hard baby?” He smiled at me and I started to cry. I also got very wet. I didn’t know what to say. Daddy got out of his chair and came over to me. Without a word he reached out and pulled down the PJ bottoms I was wearing. I didn’t have any underwear on I don’t sleep in them. He cupped his hand over my cunt, which I shave and moaned. “You’re all wet baby. Thinking about me?” I shivered and couldn’t help but push my pussy against his hand. As soon as I did, he took it away. He reached up and pushed my night shirt up over my tits, then started fondling them. “Your nipples are so hard too. Is this what you wanted baby?” He twisted my nipples really hard and I screamed but I spurted cum too. He laughed. “Take your pants all the way off, but leave your shirt like that and lay down on the floor.” I just blinked at him, and he smiled then slapped my tits. “Do what I said, I’m going to make your fantasies come true.” I was too stunned and too turned on to do anything else but what he asked. I took of my pj bottoms and lay down on the floor. “Spread your legs open for daddy slut.” He growled down at me, and I did. I felt myself getting wetter as daddy stood there staring at my shaved cunt. Then he knelt down and cupped it in his hand again. “So fucking wet.” Then he took his hand back and brought it back hard, slapping my pussy. I winced but he put his other hand on my stomach and held me down. “You said you wanted to be spanked.” He smacked my cunt again hard, and it hurt but even as I started to cry I felt my wetness leaking out. “Your lips are getting pink and puffy.” He said lowly, then he started spanking my cunt for real. Slap – slap – slap and I cried till I actually came. He stood up then, and pulled his boxers off. I gasped as his man sized cock sprang out he was hard. “Where do you keep your toys?” I told him what drawer and he came back with one of the pink dildos I used. “Get up on the couch slut. Pull your legs up to your shoulders.” He was stroking himself and I was so hot I couldn’t believe this was happening. My pussy was on fire, but I wanted him to spank it again. I crawled onto the couch and pulled my legs apart. He came over and pulled me down to the edge of the couch. “Were you telling the truth, only two boys have fucked this little cunt?” He asked as he slapped it again. “Yes daddy.” He slipped a finger in me then and we both moaned. “They must have had little cocks, you’re still a tight hole.” I whimpered and fucked against his finger. I was in heaven, daddy was treating me just like the slut I had pretended to be. He pulled his finger out and laughed stroking his cock. “No.” He said, “You don’t get rewarded by my fingers.” He took the dildo then and slammed it all the way up my cunt. I began to fuck against it wildly and he let me fuck it till I came telling me what a nasty slut I was acting like. Finally he knelt down a little holding his cock out and I felt it push up against my ass. I whimpered but when I let my legs go he reached up and slapped my face. “You said you wanted me to spank you and fuck you hard baby slut. Spread those legs.” I was scared, and wet and ashamed that I was acting like that but I did what daddy said. I grabbed my legs again and as soon as they were pulled wide he shoved his whole huge cock up my ass. It was dry except where my cum had run down it a little. It hurt and I couldn’t help but scream. Daddy leaned over me laughing. “You like it slut, like daddy’s cock in your slutty asshole?” I shook my head crying. “It hurts daddy…stop.” He just smiled, and started to pull out, but he didn’t get all the way out before he slammed it in again. I screamed, and he repeated the movement. Then it washed over me as he started pumping my ass hard. My fantasy was coming true, my daddy was raping my ass. It hurt but I heard myself moaning and screaming. “rape my little ass daddy…” and then he pushed in and started spewing cum in me. I came then too. When he was done cumming he pulled out, then held up the other thing he’d brought from my bedroom, a little makeup mirror. “Look at yourself slut. Look at daddy’s cum dripping out of your ass.” I looked and it made me hump the dildo harder in my cunt. Daddy reached over and pushed it back and forth smiling at me. “Now you really are daddy’s little slut.” He pushed it all the way in. “Go take a shower, and leave that in. Then come to my bedroom.” Reeling but totally turned on, I went to the shower. I cleaned myself real good but left the dildo stuffed up my cunt the whole time. It was hard because between the water and thinking about what daddy had planned for the bedroom I was dripping wet. But I showed up to the bedroom clean, and stuffed with the toy to find daddy laying naked his cock hard again. He smiled at me, and slut that I am I smiled back. |
This is not the story of the Exoplanet Protection Society’s attack on the orbital station above the frontier planet Mariachi-2, of the plan to protest by shutting down the station reactor, leading to the meltdown of the reactor, destruction of the station and a dozen nearby ship, and a rain of orbital debris that devastated the fragile and primitive ecosystem of the very planet they were trying to protect. You can get that story from the news and, someday I’m sure, the history book. This is not the story of how my mother, my sister, and I escaped that catastrophe, of how the starliner Pegasus II tried to escape the disaster into FTL only to be destroyed by debris, of our flight to and rendezvous at the lifeboats, of the 24-person lifeboat jettisoning with just the three of us aboard. There are at least a dozen such accounts from the 87 survivors from the Peg, and most, to be honest, are more compelling. This is not the story of the first tumultuous hours after the lifeboat launched, of our lifeboat getting pummeled with debris from the Peg, tumbling and burning for hours before it stabilized while we cried and screamed, vomiting and pissing ourselves in sheer terror before the lifeboat finally stabilized and we collapsed into an exhausted sleep. I never want to revisit those twelve hours again so long as I live. No, this is the story of the three months after that, the time between waking up on the lifeboat and getting picked up two months ago by a patrol ship out on the edge of explored space. The story of what happened with my mother, my sister, and I. It is a very personal story, not to be released before my death, but one that is very important to me. Even if no one else ever gets to read it, I wanted it to be written. Before we get to that story, let me introduce the cast of characters, my family. We’ll start with my dad. His name was Michael Bloom, and he was 55 when he died down on Mariachi-2. Long before I was born, he grew up on Hestia-3, went to college, got his MBA, got married, and started working in corporate finance. They had a couple of kids, but I guess things just gradually started to fall apart. My dad took a new job with a biotech company on Podarok-2 where he met my mother, the final nail in the coffin for his marriage. He and my mom got married soon after the divorce, I was born a year later, and my sister was born a year after that. He was a good dad, and seemed to be a good husband, although he poured so much energy into his work that we all kind of had to make the most of the time he had free. And he was apparently great at what he did, because he got picked to be an Executive Vice President of this big financial services firm on Minos-4 not long before we took our trip. That’s why we took it – he was taking a break between jobs to finally enjoy some time with his family. He was a good guy. My mom is Anne Bloom, she’s 37 but looks 25, about 168cm tall and maybe 65 kilos. She was a teenage beauty queen on Podarok-2, but her family couldn’t afford the kind of custom genetic improvements needed for her to make a career out of it, so after high school she went and got a job as a receptionist. My dad picked her to be his new secretary on sight, a sure sign that he had already mentally left his marriage. She kept working until after my sister was born, by that point Dad was really raking it in. She was a housewife after that, but the rich, glamorous kind. I don’t ever remember her lifting her hand to do actual housework – that’s why we had a household staff. Her main job was to host parties and look good, and she managed both with a great sense of style and an amazing hourglass figure that was probably 80% natural and 20% biomed touchup. She never got spoiled, she is still a poor kid from the hills in her heart, she’s a good mom, and from everything I saw she was a good wife, too. My name is Jackson Bloom. I turned 17 standard years old a few months before all this happened, and should have started my fourth year of high school about a month ago. I was genetically engineered at birth and “updated” periodically ever since, just like 99.99% of the human population, but while my upgrades were truly top shelf, I’ve always lacked the kind of motivation that would really let me live up to my potential. So while I am 180cm tall and 85kg of lean, athletic muscle, I’d say I’m really a pretty normal teenager. Well, I am a little unusual in one big way. Or two slightly smaller ways, depending on the occasion. I mentioned that Dad worked for a big biotech company, and somehow he was allowed to give me some “special features”, things they had invented but would never release. Things like enhanced pheromones, and testes that can churn out more semen than a typical college frat house. Oh, and two dicks. Sometimes. I have a regular penis. Well, not regular – it’s about 15cm long when limp and more than 30cm erect, and a little more than 6cm across. I call it Honest Johnson. But it is basically a regular penis. Underneath it is where things get complicated. The genetic engineers at the company gave me a few new muscles, a few new sphincters, and a second, more elastic penis. Most of the time, I keep those sphincters shut with no more effort or thought than you use to keep your asshole closed, and even during sex it is nothing at all to keep Tricky Dick hidden away. The enhanced elasticity lets it compact really small when not in use. But if I want to, and if Honest Johnson isn’t already too erect (it gets complicated, trust me), a barely visible “knot” in my scrotum opens up and Tricky Dick joins the party. The only real hitch is that I only have so much blood, so when both of the boys are in play they’re only about 24cm long and 5cm thick. But they look and function more or less identically, one stacked over the other. By the way, this isn’t all as great as it sounds. I had to learn to control all that as a toddler, and until then apparently my parents had some really interesting experiences at bath times and when changing my diapers. And while my pheromones and genetically-ensured athletic good looks kept me reasonably popular with the ladies, most don’t want anything to do with a dick that size, much less two. By the time I was 15, I had successfully gotten three girlfriends to take a personal interest in my junk, and two of them had called it quits on the spot – the third was intrigued and resulted in a brief but very educational relationship. On the downside, one of the former two also talked about me to her friends, which quickly spread, earning me the nickname of “Tommy Two-Dicks” around school. By the way, if you are wondering why my Dad gave me this particular “gift”, I don’t really know. I never mustered up the courage to ask him, and for obvious reasons no longer can. My best guess is that he wanted people to see me as a reflection of him, and part of that included some kind of sexual dominance. Now before I get to the rest of the story, there is one more person to mention: my sister, Tiffany. Tiff was born exactly one standard year after me. My mother wanted a boy and a girl, wanted us to be close in age, and thought it would be cute if we shared a birthday. My dad wanted her to be happy and I think just appreciated the efficiency of the arrangement. She also got some significant customized genetic enhancements, nothing quite as outlandish as my own… I think. Dad let mom choose her features, and I don’t think Mom really understood what she was doing. Regardless, Tiff has always been incredibly smart and in excellent health, but by the time she hit thirteen she could pass for a few years older and attracted the persistent attention of every man (and many women) in any room she entered. She’s about 157cm tall, maybe 50kg soaking wet, and her proportions are almost supernatural – long of leg and arm, tiny waist, nicely proportional tits and ass, and all perfectly harmonious. Most of my friends (all of the guys, and many of the girls) had made passes at her and I was fully aware of how attractive she was… from a purely academic viewpoint, of course. So that was us: an overachieving executive Dad, a beauty queen secretary Mom, an underachieving superman, and an elven goddess just coming into her own. A family, pretty wealthy and therefore a little more distant than most, but happy nonetheless. Oh, one more thing before we begin: The lifeboat. The Ceres-Hastings line of lifeboats were pretty new but also pretty typical of those found on the nicer class of starliners. They were designed to get passengers away from the ship as quickly and safely as possible, and then basically just wait for help to arrive. They were designed to keep 24 people alive for 30 days, and not much else – they offered safety, not comfort. They can’t really land anywhere with an atmosphere, and the passengers are deliberately locked out of things like navigation to keep them from accidentally crashing it into the something, so let’s just gloss over things like engines and armor plating and artificial gravity and focus on what we could actually put our hands on. The rear section of the lifeboat had 24 acceleration seats in six rows of four with an aisle down the middle. There was a hatch at the rear by which we had entered, but it literally welded itself shut on launch, so it didn’t really exist as a hatch anymore. At the very front there was a small airlock big enough for a single large person, and on either side of it a couple of “command” seats with the limited controls and displays needed to provide the passengers just enough knowledge and control to stay sane. In between was a small open area lined on one side with dispensers for rationing out food and water and a few storage lockers with some other supplies, and on the other with a laundry, toilet, and shower that could be isolated from each other and the rest of the ship by privacy panels – hygiene wasn’t considered all that important but survivors might need to wash dangerous materials off. In the very center of the floor were a couple of panels concealing the location of two automeds. The front and the rear section were lined with displays that simulated windows, connected to cameras on the outside of the armored hull, and the whole space was normally kept heated to about 25°C, just a little warmer than normal room temperature. And that was really about it. Again, it was a lifeboat, not a pleasure yacht. Ok. Let’s begin. |
This is the sequel to 'Sally Sam, Mary, Mark Kevin Kerry' and 'Sally Sam, Mary, Mark Kevin Kerry 2' It is probably best to read those two episodes first. On Saturday morning I woke early. There was something going on beside me. When I opened my eyes I saw my wife, Sally, naked on top of my 15-year old nephew, Peter, also naked. Sally's cunt was on Peter's face and I could see his tongue sliding between her labia. Sally's head was bobbing up and down over Peter's groin. No prizes for guessing why she was doing that. I was not surprised or upset by what I was watching. After all, Peter and I had double fucked Sally for the second time, just before I fell asleep last night. During the night I had woken up for a pee and found that Sally and Peter were asleep beside me, in a tangle of naked limbs. Ever since I fell in love with Sally, until about a month ago, I had been faithful to her. I felt certain that she loved me too, and had been faithful to me until our first orgy. I called the way that we had lived our past sex life the old rules, but now we operated under new rules. But what were the new rules? I knew that tonight I would fuck Sally's sister Mary, and Mary's friend, Kerry in front of every one who was present, and I would watch Sally fuck Mark, Mary's partner and Kevin, Kerry's partner. I was not sure where Peter would fit in, but was sure that he would fit in somewhere. Almost certainly he would be fucking Mary in one hole while I fucked another. I knew that Mary was ready to try a double fuck. Peter would probably also share fucking Sally with someone else. Peter and I had double fucked her twice last night and I guessed that she was enthusiastic about more of the same. So I knew some of the things that were expected under the new rules, but was there anything forbidden under those rules? In my past experience a set of rules all started with 'Thou shall not...'. Peter and Sally both came while I was pondering the rules. Sally then turned to me and kissed me, poking her tongue into my mouth so that I could taste Peter's cum, most of which she had swallowed. “Are you two men going to join me in the shower? I want to feel your wet bodies against mine.” So we all washed each other. I made a mental note to investigate a larger shower stall with shower roses all around. I thought that it should be big enough to accommodate 6 or 8 bodies. Sally dried herself but made no move to put any clothes on. When Peter went to wrap a towel around his waist, Sally pulled it off. “New rules, Peter, Sam. Total nudity when we are alone in the house.” “OK” “If you say so.” Now, this morning, sitting around the kitchen table we discussed this evening's activities. Peter was curious about how we coped with watching each other being fucked. Sally replied first. “Until a month ago, I had been faithful to Sam and I believe that he had been faithful to me.” “Yes! I had.” “Then my sister, Mary told me about a night during which she was fucked by Kevin while Kerry and Mark watched, then Mark fucked Kerry on the same bed. When I told Sam about this, I could tell by the fact that his cock stayed erect after he had fucked me that he liked the idea. Then when I told him that we were invited to join in a repeat of that night I could tell that he was as excited by the whole thing as I was.” Sally continued, “That first night at Mark and Mary's place left us both so aroused that we have been busy fucking ever since. So to answer your question, we love watching each other fucking other people. It really turns us both on, big time. What about you, Peter? How do you feel when Wendy brings a boyfriend home to fuck?” “I love it, because then I get to fuck her arse while he is fucking her cunt. Sometimes she doesn't come home until the morning, but when she gets home she's so randy, she fucks me to exhaustion, even though I can tell from her sloppy cunt that she has been fucking all night. I love that too.” “So, my slut wife, what, if any, are our new rules for fucking? It sounds, from what you just said that I can fuck anyone while you are watching, and I certainly enjoy watching you fucking with all the partners that I have seen you with. We have joked about you fucking the hunk at your work or me fucking my cute young secretary. Would that be OK with you?” “Well! I'd really be pissed off if I found out about you fucking someone behind my back. If you do fuck your cute secretary you had bloody better tell me straight away, and I'll want all the details. I think that I'd be OK with that, although it would be much better if you fucked her in front of me, and even better if I could be part of the action. How about you? Would it be OK if I fucked the hunk at my work?” “I feel the same way. I want to share in some way in all your fucking. If you tell me about it afterwards that's one way of sharing with me, but the more I'm involved the better that I'll enjoy it.” For the rest of the day, except when we stopped for lunch, we were all busy preparing for the evening. Whenever Peter or I came close to Sally we would give her bum a squeeze, or a nipple a tweak, and she generally gave our pricks a little tug, nothing too arousing, just a little friendly reminder of what we would be doing that evening. Recently, since our sex life had picked up so dramatically, Sally had only ever worn very short skirts, so I was surprised when, late in the afternoon, I saw her going into the room where she kept her sewing things, carrying a pair of jeans. Lately she had mostly used that room to shorten her more conservative skirts. When she came out again I understood. She was wearing her jeans now but they were now more erotic than if she were naked because she had cut out a bikini shaped section, completely exposing her mons and her pussy, then she turned around revealing that she had cut a similar triangle from the back, exposing her bum slit. She was topless and her feet were bare. I could not decide if she was beautifully obscene or obscenely beautiful. Eventually everything was ready for the evening, then the door bell rang. Sally went to open the door, dressed only in her obscene jeans. Peter and I stood behind her, both still naked. Sally flung the door wide open, giving any neighbours who might happen to be passing an eyeful. On the doorstep were Mark and Mary and Kevin and Kerry, all dressed alike in a piece of Hawaiian style cloth wrapped around their bodies. Mark's and Kevin's were short and wrapped around their waists, Mary's and Kerry's were a bit longer, wrapped around under their armpits, and reaching down to just below their pussies. All were secured by velcro on the mens' hips or under the womens' armpits, leaving an gap down their legs or bodies which opened up as they came through the front door. No one wore anything under their piece of cloth. Sally stepped up to each of our guests in turn, hugged them and kissed them, men and women both, then tugged their covering, pulling the velcro apart, and dropping the cloth on the floor. While she was kissing Mark and Kevin, they each slipped a couple of fingers into her pussy, and gave her a little pleasure. Peter and I stepped forward and hugged and kissed the now naked girls. While we kissed them they squeezed our cocks, and we pushed a finger into their pussies. When the introductions/greetings were complete, and the front door finally closed, we discussed how we should proceed. Sally had organised a cold sm?sbord which we could eat at any time, so we agreed to start with some fucking straight away, then pause while we enjoyed the meal, before completing the evening with more fucking. Mary was really keen to have Peter and me fuck her, so we went first, while every one else stood and watched us, although Kevin and Sally were groping each other, as were Mark and Kerry. Sally had placed a mattress in the middle of the living room floor, so I lay on my back on the mattress, pulling Mary on top of me. Mary must have been really aroused because my erect cock slipped into her well lubricated cunt without any difficulty. Sally picked up a tube of lube from an occasional table, squeezed some onto her fingers and plunged one finger into Mary's bum hole and wriggled her finger around inside Mary's bowel and then squeezed more lube onto her hand and smeared it along Peter's very hard cock. Then Sally placed Peter's cock at Mary's rear entrance with one hand while, with the other hand she pushed Peter's bum forward, causing him to penetrate Mary's bum. Peter and I found a rhythm which pleased Mary and both of us, and almost at once the three of us were moaning with our pleasure. After a very few minutes I felt Mary's cunt squeeze my cock as her orgasm swept over her. This triggered my own orgasm and Peter obviously could feel what was happening inside Mary's body because he came more or less simultaneously with me. Our audience cheered as we collapsed into a tangle of naked human flesh. I could have stayed there indefinitely, reveling in the post-coital feeling of well being, with Mary on top of me and Peter on top of her, but eventually Peter climbed off Mary after his cock had slipped out of her arsehole, then Mary stood up, pulling my now limp cock out of her cunt. She reached down to me and grabbed my hand to help me up, and that was the end of that. My wife Sally went next. She wanted Mark in her cunt and Peter in her arsehole. Amazingly, Peter was up for it. I envied him his youth, since I could not have gone again straight away, although the whole atmosphere was so erotic that I almost could have. For her first fuck of the evening Sally kept her obscene jeans on. While we watched, Kerry came to me and rubbed her naked body against mine, while I played with her nipples, and Mary and Kevin were doing much the same. I was so enjoying Kerry's attentions that I did not pay much attention to the threesome on the mattress until Mary screamed. “Oh! Fuck yeah! I'm fucking cumming. Holly shit!” Then I realised that Peter was unloading his contribution inside her bowels, and Mark inside her cunt. They collapsed on top of each other and lay there for 5 or 10 minutes, before Peter stood up again. Sally rolled over beside Mark and. his cock slipped out of her. They both just lay there grinning, until Kerry got impatient to use the mattress for her turn. Kevin and Kerry had never tried anal before, so Kerry decided that she wanted Kevin to fuck her arsehole while she and I were sucking each other in a 96, with me on the bottom. Kerry's attentions, and all the sex going on around us, had aroused me again, so that I had a great erection for her. Mary did the honours with the lube, poking a large dollop into Kerry's arsehole and wriggling her fingers inside her to lube and stretch her. I watched Mary doing this from between Kerry's thighs as I was running my tongue from her clit to her hole and back again and she was taking my cock to the back of her mouth, and bobbing her head up and down. When Kevin started to press his cock head into his wife's arse, she stopped moving up and down my cock. Guessing that she was tensing up I paid extra attention to her clit, hoping to distract her. At the same time I pressed a finger into her hole and felt around for her G-spot. Whether I found it or not, she collapsed on top of me in a huge orgasm as Kevin slipped inside her arse. Kevin came in Kerry's arse after only a few minutes of pumping in and out, then Kerry came again before finally I pumped my second load for the evening into Kerry's mouth, which she swallowed. With the first round of sex for the evening now over, we all sat down to enjoy the spread that Sally had prepared with Peter's and my help. As we ate Peter brought up the question that I had been asking earlier; was there anything that was not allowed under the 'new' rules? Mary didn't know the answer, but instead she told us about an adventure that she and Mark had recently enjoyed, which had some relevance. Bob was the CEO of a Canadian company that Mark's company did business with. Bob was in Sydney to discuss a new contract with Mark. Last Friday night Mark invited Bob home for dinner and since he was traveling with his 18-year old daughter Barbara she came too. When they arrived it was obvious that they were closer than a normal father and teenage daughter. Mary said as much and Bob and Barbara both burst out laughing. They explained, tripping over each other to tell the tale, that they started fucking when Barbara was 15. Her mother, Bob's wife had found out and confronted them with the facts as she knew them. At first, Bob's wife had threatened to go to the police, which would have landed Bob in gaol. Bob managed to convince his wife that, if she did that, they would all suffer, as he would lose his well paid job, and she and Barbara would lose the luxurious life style that they currently enjoyed. In the end Bob's wife saw reason, he set her up in a good house with a fat trust fund to support her life style, and she agreed that Bob and Barbara could stay together. Since he could not marry Barbara Bob was not interested in a divorce, but he assured his wife that if she ever wanted one, for what ever reason, he would make it easy for her. In the end the separation was quite amicable. By the time that Bob and Barbara had finished their story the meal was almost over. Mary went to the kitchen to brew some coffee. Bob followed her into the kitchen telling her how much he was attracted to her, and following this up by running his hands over her bare shoulders. Mary enjoyed the attention, although she did not take it too seriously. Then she carried a tray with four fresh coffees and four brandies back into the dining room, only to discover Barbara sitting on Mark's lap, facing him. Her skimpy top, which had not concealed much anyway was lying on the floor beside them. Her short skirt, which had not concealed much either, was bunched up around her waist. There was no sign of any panties, and Mark had two fingers in her pussy while her lips were locked to Mark's, which explained why Mary and Bob had not heard her moans from the kitchen. As Mary told it: “We never did drink those coffees because they were cold by the time we had finished fucking. The brandies were appreciated eventually, though. Bob and Barbara stayed until Monday morning, and over the weekend we fucked in nearly every combination possible between four people. They flew back to Canada on Monday, but in six month's time Mark has to present a progress report, in person, in Toronto, and I'm going with him, and we'll be staying in Bob and Barbara's home for one week.” “Wow Mary! That's fucking cool.” from her sister Sally. “Some people have all the fucking luck.” from her friend Kerry. “I don't know about that, Kerry. We've had our own little adventure recently, too.” from Kevin. So then of course Kevin and Kerry had to tell of their adventure. “Well,” Kerry started, “I have this close friend at work who broke up with her boyfriend about 3 months ago. After our two communal fucks, I've been feeling, and acting very sexy, and of course Lyn noticed and wanted to know why. At first I just told her that I was having especially good sex with Kevin, which was true, but not the whole truth.” “Lyn sensed that there was something more and kept on at me to tell her how come Kevin's and my sex life had picked up so dramatically. In the end I told her after swearing her to keep it secret. Her response was 'Larry left me because I was not willing to do anything kinky like that. Now, 3 months later, I'm so randy that I would love to be fucked like that.' So I asked her, 'Lyn, would you eat my pussy, while Kevin was fucking you?' 'You're kidding me aren't you? You would let Kevin fuck me while I ate your pussy?' 'It would only be a loan you understand. Then I would want Kevin to fuck me while I ate your pussy. Does that idea turn you on?' 'Fuck yeah! When can we do it?' 'How does this evening sound?' 'Fuck yeah!' So I rang Kevin to make sure that he was up for it, and that is what we did that evening. Since then Lyn has been back a couple of times and is now as big a slut as I am.” “So why didn't you bring her tonight?” Sally wanted to know. “I wasn't sure that she would be welcome. Would she be, next time?” We took a vote and it was unanimously agreed that she should be invited to our next 'get together'. I mentioned that Wendy, my sister and Peter's mum wanted to be invited too. Again everyone agreed that she would be welcome. After the meal the rest of the evening was pretty much like the start had been, just different combinations of cocks in various different women's holes. The grand finale was when Sally had Mark, Kevin and me fuck her in her 3 holes, while she stroked Peter to his 5th or 6th ejaculation of the evening, which he sprayed all over her tits. After that our guests went home, Sally finally took off her obscene jeans, and she, Peter and I tumbled into bed together, but no one made any move to have further sex; we just all fell asleep. |
“Are you sure you two will be okay?” Their dad searched their faces. “I don’t know if we should leave you here all day by yourselves.” Mai and Leo looked at each other, blank looks on both their faces. “Dad,” Leo replied, “We’ve got fish to eat, food in the camp, bathrooms, books, and our music. We’ve got park rangers just down the road.” He looked at Mai and smiled. “We’ll be just fine. Well, as long as sis does everything I tell her to do anyway.” Mai snorted a sarcastic look on her face. “Dad, you and mom go have a great day at the Stevenson’s. I’ll watch over Leo, if I have to sit on him.” Her brother rolled his eyes and walked towards the lake. “C’mon Mai. Let’s go for a row across the lake. We can go swimming.” He waved at their parents in a ‘goodbye’ gesture. Their mom took the cue. “Alright honey, the kids will be fine. Let’s get going.” Mai gave them both a goodbye hug and watched them drive away. Minutes later their parents were out of sight, out of the campground, to their friend’s house a couple hours away. Mai then joined her brother by the lake. “Are we going to go for a swim, or to fuck?” “Both I guess. At least that is what I had in mind as soon as I woke up this morning.” They got into the rowboat and Leo began to row them out to the center of the lake. There was a small island in the center and he pointed them towards it. They pulled farther away from the shore, and their camp, and Mai pulled off her shirt. She was wearing a bikini, and she reached up and undid the ties that held it around her neck. Leo watched her, his eyes filled with desire. Since she was in the back of the boat, Mai’s back was to the shore. She reached behind her back, and undid the clasp of her top, and it fell into her lap. Her breasts hung down, white and full, with her nipples erect in the lake breeze. Smiling at him, she leaned her head back and closed her eyes, sitting there half-nude while he pulled at the oars. A hawk flew overhead, but everything else was still except for the splash of the oars and the lapping of lake water against the boat. With her eyes still closed, Mai stuck her foot out and felt for her brother’s crotch. She found his cock and began to rub it over his trunks. “How does that feel?” She already knew the answer. “Your making it hard to row, sis.” He warned. “I wouldn’t want us to drift away, perhaps to somewhere closer to prying eyes. Indecent exposure, and all.” He laughed out loud and it sounded hollow in the great, open outdoor air. Mai kept rubbing her brother’s cock with the ball of her foot. It was hardening under her touch and she enjoyed the look in Leo’s eyes as he looked at her breasts and tried to row with the added distraction of her massaging. “I-I’m going to cum before we even get to the island, Mai.” He protested. “It’s hard for me to row with you doing that.. he added, trying to sound a tad stern. Mai ignored him. She added her other foot to the mix, and all he could do was groan and keep rowing. Fortunately the island came quicker than he did, and he escaped his sister’s toehold on him before he could erupt into his trunks. They pulled the boat up onto the bank, and Mai grabbed her brother’s hand. “I want us to hold hands when we can, lover". The island was small; barely thirty feet across., with a small stand of trees, bushes, and some rocks. Leo walked her into the middle of the trees and they sat in the shadows. “Man! This is a neat island. Just enough cover to…” Mai finished his sentence, “To fuck me!” They laughed. Leo stood up and took off his trunks. His cock hung down, semi-hard. Mai looked out across the lake. There were no other boats on the water. No one else was around. “Can I ask you something, Leo?” He sat down next to her and nodded. “Do you—have you wanted to, like, scream, or shout or say something while I am sucking your cock? Or when we did it last night?” Leo smiled and sputtered out, “Well, yeah! Remember? You had to cover my mouth, too.” Mai said, “Yeah, that’s true. It just feels so good I want to shout.” “I don’t see anyone around her, Sis, so if you get the urge to scream, have at it.” Her brother said. Mai reached over and grabbed his cock, giving it a playful squeeze. “Let’s take our time out here today, okay? Long as we keep a lookout for someone coming, we can relax more and really enjoy this day.” She stood up and took off her bikini bottom. Her pubic hair was non-existent. She smiled at her brother who licked his lips in approval. “You look very tasty like that, Sis.” He said. “Do you like it this way, or with hair down there?” He looked at her “Mai, I don’t know enough about it to have an opinion. As long as I can lick you and fuck you, I don’t care.” They laughed. He pulled her to him; her crotch in his face and his mouth against her mound. “I love the smell of your pussy. It draws me in. I have never smelled anything like it before.” She spread her legs a bit and he probed her with his tongue. Mai sighed at the sensation of his tongue on her folds, but she looked around before fully enjoying his attention. The coast was clear, so she closed her eyes and held his head against her body. Mai had been fantasizing about this moment from the time she set foot on the boat to right now and she was already wet. Leo’s tongue slid easily in and out of her. His hunger for his sister was as high as ever. He plunged as deep as he could, and his lips covered her clit, which he munched while swirling his tongue inside her. “Oh Leo! It feels great!” Mai spoke loudly for the first time. Her voice echoed off the trees and rocks around them but went no further. Hearing herself speak, hearing her voice, gave more impetus to her pleasure. Her body trembled as she stood there. Leo slipped his finger inside her as he licked her clit. Mai groaned out loud. It was getting hard to stand with him finger fucking her. “Leo, let’s do each other. I want you ready when I am. I want us to fuck really soon” her voice was urgent. She knelt beside him and he rolled onto his back. Mai mounted him, her pussy over his face and her mouth moving quickly to his hard cock. They proceeded to eat each other, with Mai looking up now and then to scan the lake for intruders. She pressed her pussy against her brother’s mouth, grinding against him while she pushed her mouth down over his cock. Bobbing up and down over him, she soon brought him to a point where he was thrusting his manhood up and between her lips. Her body filled with an electric pleasure that causd her to pull her mouth off her brother to pant. “I need you in me, Leo!” She didn’t need to say it twice. He pushed her off him and she turned around. Sliding her pussy down over his cock, Mai impaled herself on him and then waited, enjoying the feel of him filling her. After a moment of sitting still with her brother massaging her breasts, she began to move up and down on his cock. The ecstasy that erupted inside her was incredible! There was a place just inside her that, when rubbed against, brought great pleasure. She pressed against Leo’s cock, positioning herself in a way to keep contact with that spot. And then she moaned with pleasure as her orgasm began to rise up. It was surprising that she could remember to watch the lake for other people but the fear of discovery helped fuel her passion. Anticipation allowed Mai to cum more quickly than she had the past week and Leo felt the rush of her juices begin to flow down over his cock and balls. Mai whimpered like a kitten. Leo enjoyed her nipples and then pulled her to him to kiss her on the mouth. They French-kissed hungrily until Mai let out a squeal of joy. Her bobbing became erratic as her orgasm erupted in a gasp and a shout. “OH! Yes! Leo, I love you!” She rode his cock and her orgasm, gasping and breathing heavily, her eyes closed. When his cum began to shoot up into her, it sent her over the edge and she collapsed against his chest while he thrust in and out of her vigorously. A squeeze of her ass brought another wave of pleasure. After they finished, Mai pulled off her brother and changed her position over him again. They licked each other clean, moaning their appreciation all the while. Mai looked up and was relieved to see that they were still alone on the lake. Smoke rose from another campfire down from their camp, but otherwise there wasn’t any activity to be seen from where they lay. “I can’t believe we have been able to make love like this,” Leo gushed, looking around. “You’ve got me so horny, I want to fuck again, right now!” His sister smiled at him, appreciating his desire for her. “In fact, I’ve got some ideas.” He grinned at his sister. It was going to be a wonderful afternoon. Mai walked to the edge of the little island and peered across the water to the far away shore. There was still no activity to be seen; no one in a boat that would be a threat to their afternoon activities. Fully naked, she stood and warmed herself in the bright sun. Leo watched his sister from the shadows, admiring her shapely ass and the look of her bare back in the sunlight. She bent over and splashed her hands, feeling the coolness of the water. Her brother looked at her pussy showing between her legs, and whistled his approval. Mai looked back through her legs at him and said, “Like what you see?” “Stay like that,” he replied. Walking over to her, he pushed her legs to the side, spreading her stance out. The he sat down on his ass, between her legs, and pressed his mouth against her pussy. His warm mouth made her quiver. She grabbed her breasts and squeezed her nipples, her body flush with the beginnings of pleasure. Being a limber girl, she stretched down and took her brother’s cock into her mouth. Leo laughed at this maneuver. What a sight it must be, with him licking her pussy while she sucks his cock, all with her standing! His balls were cooling in the water, while her hot mouth was heating up his cock and the temperature difference created a very erotic, very exciting effect. He held her ass, squeezing her cheeks in his hands and rubbing and pulling at her hips. Mai’s face was getting red from the blood rushing to her head. Leo didn’t want to let her up, though. Seeing her like this, licking her like this, was very intoxicating. Just the wetness of her pussy was arousing him. “Fuck me, Leo. Let’s do something different—a different position.” Mai suggested, pulling her mouth off his cock. She stood up, scanned the lake for intruders, and looked down at her brother. He smiled and tugged at her hand. “Come down here. I want to hold you.” She squatted down, and he pulled her on top of him. Laying down on the sand he directed her. “Lie down on top of me with your back against my chest.” Mai laid against her brother as he wrapped his arms around her, He spread her arms out, maneuvered his legs around hers to spread her legs wide. “Oh. The sun feels good on my skin,” she cooed. She closed her eyes and waited for her brother to continue positioning her. Suddenly, she felt the ‘whoosh’ of his cock sliding easily into her wet, aching pussy. “Oh! Leo!” His cock filled her, and her entire body felt tight and tense, needing a sweet release. She relaxed her body against his. He thrust his shaft in and out of her, repeatedly, methodically, getting a rhythm in this new position they were trying. The angle of his penetration, the way his cock slid in and out of her, aroused her quickly. She began to pant heavily, and groan with pleasure. “Leo! Fuck me!” She felt exposed and naked to the whole world, and the thought that she was incapable of hiding or covering herself if someone found them like this heightened the sexual sensations running through her body. Her brother cupped her breasts from behind, and massaged them firmly while he fucked her. Her nipples reached for the blue sky above them. She looked at her breasts and his hands upon them, enjoying how he flicked and tugged her nipples until they turned from brown to red. She wanted his mouth on her nipples; to devour her breasts. This desire only made her hornier and a sweet warmth began to wash over her that was not caused by the sun. It was wet, it was electric, and the feel of his cock penetrating her repeatedly was causing her to groan louder. Her voice carried out over the water, and Leo had clamped his hand over her mouth to silence her. Mai was rubbing her clit, and everything came together to bring her to a very loud, and intense orgasm. Leo waited until she was in the middle of her pleasures to release his load inside her. She felt the force of his cum shooting into her, knew she was the source of his excitement, and another wave of pleasure rolled over her in another orgasm. He kept pumping his cock into her from behind and she rode his cock until he was done. They lay together, her on top of him, under the warm sun, and enjoyed the feel of each other’s body. Afterwards, Mai and Leo slipped into the lake for a swim. Alone, naked, they enjoyed the cool water and the thought that this family vacation had turned into the best one ever. Of course, after a bit of time floating aimlessly in the water, Leo decided to check out his sister’s body under water. She sat still, her breasts floating, bobbing in the clear water of the lake. On her part, Mai had a look at her brother’s cock, too. Cool water, she found out, doesn’t enhance the experience. They both laughed at how his cock shrunk down. “I know how to get your cock back to a good size,” she cooed. She began to stroke his shaft under the water and they kissed tenderly while she brought him back to life. He held her close to him, and his deepening breathe was sweet to her ears. “I love getting you excited, Leo.” He smiled at her comment. She knew it was the same for him. It was getting to be time for them to row back to the camp, but she wanted to make love one more time in the open before they left their little island. Mai left the water fully naked. Her bikini top and bottom was waiting for her in the boat. Her skin glistened in the sun. She knelt down on the sand and got on all fours. She closed her eyes, letting her body settle. She focused on every part of her; the way her legs were spread, the feel of air over her pussy, and the slight sway of her full breasts as they hung down from her chest. Her brother watched her, letting his eyes roam her body. God, she loved to fuck! What a lovely body she had, and it was his for his pleasure. Desire began to rise up in him. He had to mount her, which was the reason why she was kneeling there. She wanted him inside her. Mai watched her brother get up and walk out of the water. His cock was slightly stiff. She loved his muscular legs, and reveled in the fact that she would be feeling them next to her; she would feel the strength of his body as he fucked her there. Leo knelt behind his sister, and she held her breathe, waiting for him to come inside her. She gasped as he entered her from behind, and his hands grabbed a hold of her breasts, using his hold to penetrate her deeply. “One last time, before we go back,” she whispered. He began to fuck her slowly, letting his cock slide deeper and deeper with each thrust. She opened her eyes and almost screamed. There was a boat coming towards them. “We’ve got to stop, Leo! Someone’s coming.” She tried to free herself from his grasp, but he held her firm. “No. This will be great. I bet it makes you cum really hard. I’m going to fuck you here and now.” Mai’s heart began to beat wildly. Each thrust of her brother inside her pussy was delicious and the fear of discovery was creating an erotic aura that hadn’t been a part of their lovemaking yet. “What if it’s Mom and Dad?” Leo kept fucking his sister, each thrust harder than the previous one. The boat was having its desired effect. Mai felt her pleasure mounting as quickly as her brother had mounted her. The urgency of their situation, the threat of being found out, aroused her. Her orgasm collided with her brother’s and she squealed quietly at how good it felt. Grabbing their bathing suits, they hid behind the boat and put them on just before the boat came close enough to the island for them to recognize who it was. Their parents had indeed returned. “Hey, you two! What were you up to just then?” Their dad’s tone was accusatory. Leo said quickly, “We were digging in the sand. What did you think we were doing?” His voice was blank, unconcerned. “Well, it looked like—we thought that…” His voice trailed off. “Never mind. Have you two been having fun?” Mai avoided her mom’s eyes, choosing to look at the island. “This place is neat. We spent a lot of time here today.” She was wondering if her mom would notice the lack of tan lines on her body. They walked around the island and it didn’t escape Mai’s eyes that her mom was checking out footprints and body prints that were very visible. Mai was recounting every moment in her head: “Yes, we fucked there. I sucked his cock there…” Her thoughts were interrupted by her own chuckling. Her parents gave both her and Leo odd looks. In the end, though, they all left the island for camp. Leo and Mei took the opportunity to take their showers early. Their parents had brought home food to cook over the fire. It would be waiting for them. As they walked to the shower Leo said “Dad snapped my trunks. I think he was trying to see my tan line, or lack thereof. And Mom was giving you a thorough look-over from behind. Think they suspect something?” “Well, I think having you fuck me doggy-style on the beach as they approached the island may have given them something to worry about,” she snorted. “And even if they missed that, the idea of us skinny-dipping and sunbathing nude together would be disturbing enough. I think we need to cool it tomorrow and spend more time with them.” Leo agreed. Besides, all this fucking had given him an idea for bedtime. His sister would need tomorrow to recuperate. --The end. |
. My name is Peter; I'm single, I'm 6ft 1inch tall and weigh 210lbs. I live in a cul-de-sac, which suits me because I do not intend to go anywhere else. It used to be a sad street in a sad part of town, but the circle of life took another turn and suddenly the world was a much brighter place and life was really worth living. One side of the street used to consist of a wall, behind which lay a disused canal. The council have removed that wall; renovated the canal path, and erected a wrought iron fence between the street and the canal path. Volunteers have cleaned out the canal so that it now connects to the canal network again. The four houses that form the residential side of the street have doors that lead directly onto the street. Each house has a small rear garden ending at the wall of a now dismantled factory, and the area redeveloped into an aquatics and gymnasium centre. The boundary is now a low wall and railings At the end of the street was another wall, this one forming part of the boundary of a disused lorry park. All told, it really had been a sad place to live in. A low wall and a gate to a path through the new park and garden that the council provided have replaced the end wall. The consequence of all this is that the houses became 'hot property' but they will not be sold because my father had bought three of the Four houses after the war therefore they were now mine. I was born and raised in that street. My parents were already in their late 50's when they had me, so I had a rather dull and boring childhood as they were often ill and I had to be around to look after them therefore I had few friends. The end house, number 6, used to be the home of a quiet woman and her daughter Eve. We never saw a man there so we decided that she was no longer married, or had never been married. Eventually she died; leaving Eve to carry on the tradition of what I assume was a monotonous existence. Again, I never saw a man. We stopped to chat if we met in the street, but never about personal matters. Eve was about Twenty years older than I was. She became redundant about two years ago, so she was at home a great deal of the time. Each day, morning and evening, rain or shine, she went for an hour-long walk. I live in number 5. After my parents died, I lived in much the same way as Eve. Donna and her daughter Linda occupy number 4. Donna looks to be about forty and I know that Linda is Eighteen years old. Donna is a nurse at the hospital. If she is detained at work, needs to go out unexpectedly, or on the evening she goes to keep fit classes she asks me to look after Linda; otherwise we have little contact with each other. Linda is a studious, polite, pleasant, and very attractive girl. I have no problem about looking after her. She will be starting University next month, reading physics. I admit that I have always longed to get my hands on Donna's body, ever since I was old enough to have sexual urges, even if I would have needed guidance on what came next. I suppose I should also admit that just lately I have also been having lustful thoughts about Linda. Numbers 3 and 2 no longer exist. Mr Hitler paid for their demolition during the war. Number 1 has a dental surgery on the ground floor and a solicitor's office on the upper floor. It had been a small grey world into which I had fitted very well. I don't have fixed regular working hours because I own a pawnbroker and second hand shop and also the hardware store next door plus three others. I also own the house I live in together with number 4 and number 6. My main businesses are a ten-minute stroll from my house and that meant that I rarely have to venture out of my comfort zone. Dad had started and run both places and taught me the ropes. Over time, as he prospered he had bought the other three and turned all of them into profit making operations. He had also chosen the people who actually do the daily work, and he merely turned up for an hour or so each day just to keep an eye on things. That suited me so I followed his example. After I'd been through the sales ledgers and seen just how profitable the business was, I'd found it difficult to understand why we lived in such a dismal area. Dad pointed out that if we lived in a more desirable area we would incur far greater outgoings. The travel time to and from work would eat into our leisure time, and as he and mum frequently went to the theatre or cinemas they would have to rush meals and allow for transport times, so they opted to live close to work and leisure. It made sense, and so I followed suite. My life changed one Sunday when a few rays of light from the sun began to shine on my little world as I celebrated my twenty-sixth birthday. I say 'celebrated', but I was merely having a few glasses of wine whilst watching a DVD on the TV. I had one nice surprise. It was a birthday card, from Eve of all people; she'd never done that before. What actually happened to change my view of the world is that Donna came to my door and asked me to watch out for Linda who'd gone out for a couple of hours. A work colleague had just invited Donna to go to a theatre matinee performance as her husband had decided he didn't want to go and Linda hadn't taken her keys with her when she went out. I didn't have a computer so I had been watching a porn video when Donna knocked. I pressed the pause button and switched the TV to a live broadcast before I opened the front door. Certainly, I would look out for Linda. Of course, I forgot about the porn video and the DVD case with its erotic artwork picture lying on my sofa. Donna hadn't been gone ten minutes when Linda knocked as I was in the kitchen getting some biscuits. I played at being the perfect host and offered to make Linda a drink, she asked for a coffee so off I went into the kitchen. On my return, I found that Linda had spotted the DVD case and immediately switched the TV to Video input and was now looking at a freeze frame of a young woman, not much older than she was, on her knees in front of a man seated on a sofa with half of his large penis in her mouth. I put the cup down and tried to get to the remote, but Linda had it in her hand and immediately placed it down her T-shirt. She may not be the most desirable girl in the town, but she is very definitely not a long way back in the queue and does possess a very noticeable pair of breasts, and a fabulously rounded rear end. The remote nestled easily between her breasts and she knew I didn't dare try to get it from there. The bargaining began straight away. She wouldn't tell Donna about the porn if I allowed her to watch it. I knew I had to give in so I agreed. Linda retrieved the remote and jumped back to the start of the video. She was pretty still and relaxed up until the moment that the girl took her blouse and 'bra off so that the male could fondle her breasts and roll her nipples between his fingers. I was watching Linda closely as the girl undid the man's belt then begin to unzip his trousers, she leaned against the sofa back and slid her hand down to her pubic mound and began to press a finger against her sex. The moment arrived where; when the girl took hold of the man's cock to masturbate him, I picked up enough courage to take Linda's other hand and place it on my own stiffening cock. Even though it was still encased in my track suit trousers she was able to feel its stiffness and glory be, she grasp it firmly and started to masturbate me through the material. Her eyes were still firmly fixed on the screen as she pulled the hem of her skirt up so that she could press more easily against her labia. She was now sweating as her fingers rubbed against her clitoris. I decided to push my luck a little further and lifted my bottom so that I could slide my tracksuit trousers and boxer shorts to my knees. This attracted her attention and she gasped as she saw the whole of what she'd had hold of, but she still reached to grasp it again. Her eyes returned to the screen so that she could watch the girl begin to suck the man's cock, she watched until all his cock was inside the girl, and then she pressed the pause button. Moving to kneel in front of me, Linda now used both hands to massage my throbbing erection. She looked up at me and told me that when she went to school she'd held two or three cocks belonging to boys from school, but they'd never been as big or as stiff as the one she was holding now. In view of the fact that I was a fully-grown man, I would have been surprised at any other comparison, but I was strangely pleased. Tentatively she placed her lips against my cock head and then parted them to allow my erection to enter her. Slowly, gently, and gradually, she sucked me into her. It wasn't long before her confidence grew to the point that she was taking most of my cock into her warm, wet, mouth and I realized that very soon I was going to cum. I had had very little experience of any sort of sex and this was the first time I'd experienced oral sex. I managed to pull my cock out of her mouth and point it at a newspaper just as the molten lava in my balls erupted from it. "I'm glad I wasn't sucking you when that came out, I couldn't have swallowed all that. Did you like what I did? I tried to do it just like the girl in the video did to the man, but she never caused him do what you just did." "He's an experienced porn actor and must have had that done to him dozens of times, that was my first time and I loved it. I'd be able to last a lot longer if I had more practical experience, and as you did that so well on your first time I would be really pleased if you agreed to make sure that I get that experience." "I don't mind doing that, but only if you let me watch some porn videos so I can see what else they do, it did make me wet and want to have sex." "You're on, but we must be careful to make sure your mum doesn't find out. I'll get my clothes back on and then you can watch some more until your mum gets back." It was an education watching the changing expressions on Linda's face as the video presented a completely new world to her. She was riveted to the screen as the girl was led to a bedroom and spread out such that the camera could show every soft and moist fold of her labia and clitoral hood. The man positioned himself between two smooth, soft thighs, and began to lick and suck the delicacy nestling there. By now, Linda was aroused to such an extent that she had pushed her legs forward and spread them wide so that she could more easily rub the damp fabric of her knickers and press against her clitoris. I saw my chance and took it. I removed her hand, eased her knickers to one side to reveal her fluff covered vulva and I could use my hand to massage her slit and tease her labia apart, but before I could get a finger into the soft inner folds, she had thrust one of her own onto her clitoris. Her body was now as taught as a bowstring and rather than upset the mood I removed my hand from her sex and moved it to fondle a firm; rounded, and up thrusted breast and to roll my thumb over an erect nipple. Sadly it was covered by the material of her 'bra and T-shirt, but it felt wonderful and from the way she pushed against my hand I was certain that it wouldn't be many days before I had her naked body to explore in slow time. The action on the video changed suddenly as the man stood up, with very little ceremony thrust his erection into a now wide-open vagina, and rapidly fucked the girl until she simulated a climax. Linda stopped her panting and moaning and slowly subsided into a soft bundle on the sofa. I shut down the DVD player and switched the TV off then made us both a cup of coffee; Linda had never touched the first one. As we returned to a calmer state I asked Linda if she was still willing to repeat the activity if I let her watch porn videos. She said that I'd have a tough time trying to stop her wanting more. When I asked her if she was going to let me fuck her, she paused for a moment and then said probably, but not straight away. On her return from the theatre, Donna came to collect Linda and to give me a bottle of wine as a thank you for making her outing possible. I told her that I wouldn't accept the wine for having Linda, but I would happily accept the gift as a birthday present. Once the birthday wishes were over She told me that If she'd known that I was having my birthday she'd have given me something really special as a present. Linda interrupted and said: "Mom, if you want to give Peter another present you can always come back later in the evening after we've eaten, but can we go now because I'm hungry." I doubt that Linda realized how that could have been interpreted, but I can't be certain. I'm certain that Donna did, because she blushed slightly, then quickly turned away from us and headed for the door with the comment that I would probably have had quite enough company for one day. "Once again I thank you for seeing to Linda and I really am sorry that I didn't know it was your birthday or I would have made sure I had something special for you. Goodnight." It was almost 10 o' clock when the doorbell rang. I quickly turned the TV off and put my pyjama trousers back on, and then opened the door. It was Donna with another bottle of wine. "I'm sorry Peter; I couldn't stand the idea of someone spending their birthday on their own so I thought I'd try to cheer you up with a little party spirit. It never occurred to me that you'd be in bed." "Come in Donna, please. I wasn't in bed; I took a bath and decided that I may as well put my pyjamas and dressing gown on straight away. I thank you for the thought and I would love a glass of wine. I confess I haven't opened the one you gave me earlier. I didn't fancy drinking on my own, I was going to knock on your door and offer you a glass, but then I thought that Linda would be awake so decided against it. "That's why I've left it so late; I wanted to make sure that she was asleep so that she wouldn't worry about me going out. Just in case she wakes up, I've left a note saying where I am. I opened and poured the wine, we sat on the sofa, and for the first time in many years, we spent some time actually talking to each other. The bottle ran dry, I was about to open another when Donna stopped me. "You've had enough wine and I'm sure I have because I've have this urge to give you a big birthday kiss; and as we've only just really met, I don't think that's appropriate even for a birthday. As she said this, she stood and held her hand out for me to shake. Maybe it was the wine and maybe it was the culmination of Fourteen years yearning but it all came to a head in that moment. I took her hand and gently pulled her to me; she didn't resist, she didn't make a sound, she may have thought that it was going to be kiss on her cheek, but when our lips met there was one 'time stood still' moment and then her lips parted and the passion began. When the clock began to tick again she took her hand back then used her left hand to grasp my right wrist and pull my hand to her left breast. I needed no urging to fondle her magnificent breast, but before I could get her blouse undone, she withdrew her mouth from mine. In an unsteady and breathless voice Donna told me that we didn't have time to waste in foreplay as it was already turned one 'o clock. Taking the hint, I led her upstairs and watched as she stripped her blouse and bra' from her wonderful rounded and full breasts. I only had pyjamas on so I didn't miss a movement of those swinging globes of delight. Her skirt and knickers were swiftly removed and then she stood erect and inhaled. My erection rose in salute. She turned to get on the bed and I was treated to a fantastic view of her smoothly rounded bottom. There was no time for showers, we just got together on the bed and I ran my hands over her soft and smooth body, especially those wonderfully full breasts. Donna manoeuvred me between her thighs and I was encouraged to enter her. I suppose I should admit that my cock was placed in the optimum position for smooth insertion by a woman who knew, far better than I, exactly where it needed to be to achieve this easily. I was nervous, excited, and deliriously happy. I had spent years wishing that I could get a glimpse of her naked breasts, and now I was actually feeling them and the rest of her soft and sensuous body. I was grateful that she was demanding and we both got what we needed. I revelled in those breasts; she was more than happy to allow me to tease her nipples as I probed the warmth of her inner being. What did surprise me was the way her vaginal walls clamped around my cock and removed a large deposit from the warmth of my inner being. My first fuck and I wanted more; because no matter how good it was, I just knew that a slower approach would have been fantastic I spent Monday morning making certain that all was well at my shops, that all my staff were happy and had nothing that they felt I needed to be worried about. At lunchtime I left them to run things on their own and happily returned to my house. I now find it a pleasure to enter my street and wander onto the canal towpath through the private and secure gate I had paid the council to install in the iron railing fence between the towpath and the street. There was a hired canal boat moored on the stretch in front of our houses and this was supposed to be forbidden as it was allocated to the street's residents, but on enquiry I found out that the engine had broken down and the owners were coming with a spare part. The incident planted a seed in my brain which grew into a 'Maybe I could buy a small cruiser' tree. It would be handy having a small boat right outside my door. I made a mental note to investigate that possibility later on. I decided that today I would have lunch at a fast food chain and so walked down the towpath towards town. Reaching the nearest exit from the towpath to my destination I stepped through the opening in the fence and the world fell on me. When I came round I found that I was in the A & E department of the local hospital. I had stepped onto the footpath just as a van had reversed onto it. The driver did that in order not to block the carriageway whilst he made a delivery across the road, when he started to reverse there had been no one on the footpath. My left arm and left leg were broken, but thankfully neither break was complicated. My arm was now about to be plastered and my leg was being fitted with a plastic casing. I was told that my leg would take about Twelve weeks to mend. The arm would take about Six weeks. I was told about the delivery van and that I had received a blow to my head, which accounted for the headache, and that I was staying in hospital for Twenty-four hours for observation. It was turned 7pm before a bed became available in the orthopaedic ward, I was wheeled into a bed apace and I was asleep almost immediately afterwards. I awoke the next morning to find that a very shapely nurse was studying me. She bent down to whisper: "Just because we had sex yesterday, does not mean that you can get me into any bed you choose, whenever you feel like it." Once I'd explained precisely how I'd ended up in one of her beds, so to speak, Donna spoke with the hospital social officer and explained my position, and that we were neighbours. Because I appeared not to have suffered any ill-effects from the blow to my head I was being released at 2pm and arrangements had been made for a social services health visitor to be at my house when I was taken home. She had been tasked with ensuring that a temporary loan of a bed to be installed downstairs was provided; it appeared that this could be problematic as demand exceeded supply. Eventually everything was sorted and I was back in my home. One surprise had arrived in the shape of Eve who had come to help after seeing me arrive in an ambulance. Eve was a star. She still had the bed that her mother had used during her last year; although it was in a dismantled state she still had all the bits and pieces. She also had a folding wheelchair so she and the social worker quickly had them installed in my house and a much-relieved social worker returned to her office to report that the job was done. I soon found that Eve viewed me as her charge and set about organizing everything that could be done to make my present situation bearable. I had become a focus for her need to be of use. It wasn't long before I realized that my situation had certain benefits. The first indication came when Eve asked me for my house keys and advised me that she was off to my hardware store to have copies made for herself and for Donna. She went next-door and asked Linda if she could sit with me until she returned, which she did. Eve returned and told me that the staff of both shops had been informed of the situation and they would make sure that I was kept informed of anything important. With a big smile on her face she then informed me that it was bath time! I have to say that being stripped and placed on a waterproof sheet was not enjoyable. Being soaped and washed was. As Eve began her task she told me that for the past Five years; as she watched me grow to manhood, she had wondered what it would be like to have sex with me, but had never really expected to find out. Now that such a perfect opportunity had arrived she was not going to chicken out. She spent a long time making certain that my cock was fully soaped, and then gently rubbed the resulting erection until I began to reach for her breasts with my one good hand. Backing away, she took the belt from my bathrobe, used it to tie my wrist to the metal frame of the bed, and then resumed her task of ensuring that I knew exactly what the next few weeks were going to be like. I was rinsed and dried, thoroughly, and then body lotion was applied and gently rubbed into my skin. Eve played particular attention to my scrotum, making sure that no area of skin was missed. She also had a little difficulty around my anus, but slowly and surely she made certain that I received all the attention I could handle. Once everything had been cleared away I was treated to a strip tease which ensured that my erection remained as precisely that until she was ready to resume her tactile assault on the part of me that she was most interested in. Her breasts were proud, small and peaked with large, erect nipples that obviously needed to be gently mauled and sucked and I was longing to ensure that they were. I noted that she had no pubic hair and it looked incredibly sexy. I told Eve that I was very willing for her to find out whatever she wanted, but I would appreciate some active participation in the proceedings. This information got me absolutely nowhere, this was because Eve was determined that no matter whatever happened afterwards she was going to be in full control of the immediate proceedings. She stroked my cock until it hurt, and then she leant forward and very slowly sucked and licked my cock head whilst running her fingernails along the length of my shaft until my backside was lifting off the bed in my desire to get my cock inside her. In her own good time she reached the moment I was begging for, her mouth engulfed my cock. This was no mean feat, I have a 9inch cock and it is a little over 5inches in circumference, so that is quite a lump of meat to swallow. She took her time and she stopped for rests but eventually she had it all. Eve gagged a few times as I entered her throat, but she kept at it until she was able to have the full length of my erection sliding in and out of her mouth. It was heaven, but bloody tiring because my body was like a bow. I pleaded with her to undo my hand, but she wouldn't, what she did do was place one of her nipples against my mouth and allow me to use my tongue and lips on a fat, proudly erect, nipple. I'm certain that for a moment she almost let me go, but she recovered her composure and withdrew from me. Flushed and perspiring she may have been, but she was still in control. I did manage to get one of my wishes granted when she climbed onto the bed and carefully straddled me. I guessed that she had reached the point at which she was about to impale herself on my cock and fuck me. I suggested that at this point I thought her pleasure would be increased if she moved up my body and allowed me the honour and pleasure of tasting her vaginal fluids and using my tongue to arouse her clitoris. Eve thought about it and reasoned that, as I was tethered to the bed she was in no danger of losing control, so she allowed me to taste her and lick and nibble her clitoris until she could no longer wait for fulfilment. She moved back down my body and, taking my cock in hand, she guided me to her hot and dripping sex tunnel. She sank down my swollen shaft with a sound halfway between a sigh and a groan as her vagina was forced to encompass that which she had been longing to experience. It was obvious that her vagina hadn't had much traffic of the male persuasion because she was such a tight fit, but she was wet and therefore my cock was sliding inside her reasonably easily and Eve did all the work, I was merely an instrument in her carnal satisfaction. She didn't last long, which was just as well because seconds after she'd finished climaxing I told her to get off me quickly, she just managed to get her vagina clear before a jet of semen boiled out of my cock and spurted over her stomach. Eve took herself off to have a shower; but at least she untied me first, and on her return she washed my genitals, but without the erotic overtones this time. I had to tell Eve what she'd started. "I hope you realize that once I've got mobility you are going to find out exactly what it's like to be tied down and fucked." "You have to understand that I have had lots of sexual experiences and I know what I like, so believe me when I say I rather think I'll enjoy that. I'll be happy to let you find out what it's like to be fully in control, but until then I'm afraid you'll have to be the one underneath. I could be persuaded to leave your hand free occasionally. Would that help you to accept the situation?" "I've already accepted the situation, I merely wish you to be prepared for what follows. I have very little experience of sexual encounters, but I have watched a few porn videos and I have a good memory for the basics. Now I want to find out if the real thing is as good as it appears to be, so far it does appear to be the case." Eve got me into a pair of boxer shorts and then dressed me in a pair of cargo shorts and a sweatshirt before making dinner. In view of the amount of time she'd spent in 'familiarising' herself with my capabilities there hadn't been much time to make a proper meal so it was steak and chips for today. When Donna arrived home she and Eve had a chat and between them devised Donna and Linda came round a little later to see how things were and to discuss a plan of action, especially in the meals and cleanliness departments. Donna was given a set of my door keys and Eve told her that she'd move a few things from her own house into my spare bedroom so that she'd be on hand should I need help during the night. From the expression on Donna's face I gathered that she didn't believe that for a minute, but she merely smiled and said that she thought it was an excellent idea and she that she would be happy to come and give assistance occasionally, especially at weekends so that Eve could have a break. Eve said that she would have to leave me for an hour as she had to have her walk otherwise she'd start getting leg cramps. Donna surprised me by asking Eve if she could accompany her. She said that she needed to get some fresh air after a day inside a hospital and that they could chat about the 'finer points' of caring for me as they walked. Linda was deputised as my minder and off they went. She waited until she saw them disappear into the park then delved into my bookcase and located the little pile of DVD's hidden therein. Having started the video she'd chosen she sat beside me and ran her hand between my legs until she was happy with the bulge that resulted. Without removing her gaze from the TV screen she opened my flies and pulled my still thickening cock out of my shorts and commenced to gently masturbate me as she watched two middle aged ladies investigating the inner recesses of each other's sex. At the point where the 'husband' of one of the two women appeared on the scene, Linda released my cock and swiftly removed her knickers before standing beside my good arm. She then took my hand and thrust it up her skirt. I'm a bright bloke; I guessed that she wanted me to feel her wet sex and clitoris, so I did. I also had a good feel of her bottom and, because I too had learned things from watching porn, I pressed my finger against her anus and felt her twitch. I didn't press hard and my reward was her sphincter opening slightly. I moved my finger round for a moment and then pressed my thumb against her clitoris. Linda climaxed almost immediately, rewarded me by kneeling down, and sucked me to my own release. Because of my earlier activity the amount of my ejaculation was somewhat less than that which her first encounter had led her to expect. When Linda had recovered her composure, and put her knickers back on, she dropped a bombshell. "I'm still a virgin. I don't want to be and I want you to be first. I want you to fuck me and I intend to make sure that you do. I'm damn sure you fucked my mother last night and it looks as if Eve is getting ready to go the same route, or is that why you smell so clean and fragrant. She's already had you and cleaned you up! Now I know why you didn't cum as much as yesterday. "You are a sitting duck and I rather think you're going to need all the bed rest you can get because I'm joining the queue. Mum and Eve are probably working out a time table right now, but I'm going to throw my spanner in their works as soon as they return." "I'm all for having three women using my body, but why did you have to wait until I couldn't do anything myself?" "Because you have presented three lonely women, who know and like you, with the perfect opportunity to have some sexual pleasure. One is probably sex starved; one has found that men in general can't be trusted and has been hurt too many times to trust a stranger again, and I've only just decided what it is that I'm missing and the temptation is far too strong to ignore. "The DVD did it for me, I suppose the birthday present thing was all the excuse that mum needed and even Eve saw her chance to get fucked and now I'm sure she took it." "What's this 'get fucked'? She fucked me. I was tied down." "Okay, so she made damn sure you couldn't interfere and she wouldn't get hurt. I rather fancy doing a little bit of that. However you look at it you get have a lovely time ahead of you and it won't stop when the casing comes off. I'm disappointed because I'll be away at the University when that happens." "I'm going to be having a hard-on every time I see or think of you. I can't wait to strip the covering off that body of yours. Do me a favour and leave the first time until I've got full mobility again, we'll enjoy it much more then." She tidied me up and went to make us both a drink so that when Donna and Eve returned they found the two of us watching a porn video. This shocked Donna until Linda pointed out that she was a big girl and had been the one who wanted it on. While this was happening, Eve realized what was happening on the screen and sank down into an armchair to watch the activity of the three people engaged in pleasuring each other. I watched her closely and it was easy to see that it was arousing her, so I could use that knowledge when we were alone because it could easily be used as a switch to turn her on. What I didn't see was that Donna had stopped talking to Linda and that now all three of them were watching the screen. When I did notice, my mind ran on the obvious track of: Well, now things are getting very interesting; they are not averse to threesomes and group sex. They watched until the final scenes of the women sucking the 'husband' clean and then Donna helped Eve to transfer me into the bed. Eve went to her house and brought some stuff round and then I was left to sleep. I was tired and rapidly fell asleep. I awoke to the sound of noises from the kitchen soon followed by the smell of frying bacon intermingled with the aroma of coffee. Eve came in and got me into a comfortable sitting position then brought a tray with a huge breakfast upon it. She sat and watched as I devoured it and once I had finished she removed the tray, returning some twenty minutes later having washed up. The bedclothes were pulled back and I was divested of my pyjama trousers and then transferred to the wheelchair from which the cushion had been removed revealing a hole under which was a removable bowl. The next ten minutes need no description. Once I had been washed and dressed, during which time Eve amused herself by running her finger nails down my stiffening cock, but she didn't go any further much to my disappointment. Once I was settled Eve went for her morning walk and told me that Linda would be in shortly to 'baby sit' until she returned. Ten minutes later Linda arrived, and without any preamble took a small package from her pocket and unwrapped a pair of foam-covered handcuffs that she’d just purchased from my second-hand shop. Linda snapped the 'cuffs on my wrist and then to the chair arm. Next she opened my flies and her cool hand wrapped around my now swollen cock and masturbated me for a few minutes before bending over and putting her lips to my cock head and slowly sucking me into her mouth. She played with me; she teased me and eventually she would pay for it, when I was sufficiently fit enough to make the payback last a long time. It was a wonderful way to spend a morning. When Eve returned she made coffee for the three of us. She then took Linda into the kitchen. I could hear their voices, but I was unable to make out what they were saying. When they returned it was to raid my store of porn vids. Having selected one, they pushed me to the sofa and transferred me from the wheelchair to the sofa, but then refastened me to the chair arm before settling down to watch a rerun of the one they'd watched yesterday. Linda sat beside me with Eve sitting on her left. Eventually I found out what they'd planned. Eve pulled the hem of Linda's skirt up to her pubic mound and then sat watching the screen again, but with her hand tucked between Linda's thighs. A finger must have been pressing inwards because it wasn't long before Linda sighed and parted her thighs to allow Eve's finger easier, and greater, access. Instead of continuing to press on Linda's clitoral hood she slid her hand upwards over the thin material of her knickers until she reached the top, her hand then travelled back down her belly, only this time it was inside her knickers, giving skin to skin contact and causing the knickers to begin their downward journey. Linda lifted her bottom to make the removal of her knickers an easy task and once they were clear of her feet Eve was on her knees and forcing Linda's legs upwards and apart. Linda slid a little lower on the sofa and Eve pressed her face hard against Linda's soft slit. From the noises that Linda started to make I think Eve's mouth and tongue must have been working overtime. Linda lowered her legs to Eve's waist and crossed her ankles. Taking hold of Eve's head she made certain that Eve stayed exactly where she wanted her to be until she came. I was busy masturbating, but I'd not been forgotten. Linda's hand moved to my erection. It was gripped, squeezed, and stroked until she found a rhythm that suited her. It was galling to be unable to get my good hand on her body, but at least I was being cared for and as time passed Linda's excitement grew until her belly was rippling and her hips were beginning to jerk up and down. I knew when exactly when the moment arrived that she reached fulfilment, her hand clamped tightly on my cock. Eve saved me from getting a permanent kink in my cock because she shuffled from between Linda's legs and her soaking vulva to kneel in front of me and take my erection into her hot, wet mouth and sucked me until she was happy with the amount of coating of Linda's cum juice that it now had. She stood, removed her skirt and knickers and then carefully knelt on the sofa to straddle me and lower herself down my cock. She lifted herself up and this time Linda reached around her and found Eve's clitoris then Eve began pumping as Linda's other hand reached around her to lift her blouse up so that she could grasp Eve's unsupported breast. I just managed to get the nipple of her other breast between my lips before she came followed almost immediately by my own release. After we'd had a rest, they washed and tidied themselves and then they did the same for me, but I couldn't fail to notice that my cock must have been considered extra dirty. Linda went to the supermarket after lunch, Eve did some house cleaning and I slept. She'd transferred me back into my bed and I went out light a light. When I awoke I found Eve watching another porn DVD. The story line appeared to be three college girls with nothing to do but have sex with each other and any other female they could persuade to join them. It soon became apparent that Eve was aroused by this theme in general and one scene in particular because she kept replaying that particular section. After a while she sighed and stopped the video, then switched the TV off. She turned and saw me watching her so I asked her if I could ask her something that had been intriguing me ever since my accident had started things going the way they had. She said okay and finally we talked. I discovered that she was more into females than males; she wasn't averse to having a man but on her Eighteenth birthday she'd been seduced by her mother and one of her friends and had rather enjoyed it. One day she was introduced to the daughter of her mother's friend, she had just turned Eighteen and had duly been seduced by the two mothers so she was in the same situation, they were encouraged to have sex with each other and had found that they liked each other. So now she had easy access to three sexual partners. She'd told her mum's friend that she'd been wondering what it would be like to be fucked. Thirty minutes later she found out because the woman had put a strap-on dildo on and led her through the business of losing her virginity and then being brought to a climax. Eve said that once she'd got over the shock of being entered, she'd enjoyed the experience and so one evening she'd gone out with the express intention of getting herself impaled by a flesh and blood penis. She'd enjoyed the experience of being fucked, but not the person who did it for her and after two further one-night stands she decided to give it up and stay with her female lovers. Eventually her mother's friend died and her daughter moved away. Then her own mother became seriously ill and bed-bound, which was the end of her social life and sexual activities, until I had my accident. Eve admitted that she immediately realized that a golden opportunity had presented itself. She had long been having thoughts about having me and all she had to do was be brave enough to grab the chance. She found that I was easy meat for seduction and could hardly hide her joy when she found that I was a very willing victim. The discovery of the porn videos and that Donna and Linda were also willing to play was like having all her birthdays coming at once. She'd had a chat with Donna during their walk and knew that Donna would willingly have sex with her and with me but not when Linda was around, and she'd be a lot happier if she was alone with me if we had sex, but had no objection to me watching them indulging. Donna had said that the porn had turned her on and that it had been a long time since she'd had sex; once she'd experienced my cock and realized that she'd really enjoyed it, and she knew she could trust me, the decision to have me on a regular basis was easy to make. She was surprised at how aroused she had become at the sight of two women having sex with each other, and now she wanted to try it. Who better to try it with than her near neighbour who also appeared to be interested in the possibility of sexual activity for fun? Donna had also said that she was a little uncomfortable about her daughter being involved, but as Linda was now old enough to make her own decisions she wasn't going to interfere in whatever decision Linda made. We'd talked enough; I was desperate to get my cock inside her so I dragged the bedclothes back and asked her to felate me. She did just that and then, when asked she removed her skirt and knickers and mounted me. The feeling of my cock sliding into her hot vagina was pure bliss. Once it was all inside her I asked her to rotate her hips and as she did so she undid her blouse to give me unobstructed access to her breasts. I had my cock inside her vagina, an erect nipple in my mouth and another erect nipple between my finger and thumb when a voice said: "Oh lovely, can I join in?" I removed my mouth from Eve's nipple just long enough to tell Linda that I thought all bases were covered, but Linda had already applied a finger to Eve's anus and was busy inserting it a little deeper as she used her other hand to reach around Eve's spread thigh and rub her clitoris. I couldn't see, but I could certainly feel, what that did to Eve. Her vagina clamped on my cock and her muscles sent ripples along its length as she climaxed. My instinctive reaction was to try and ram my cock far enough upwards to rattle her teeth, but of course I was in no condition to rattle anything. Eve moaned and sobbed as her body drained all the sexual tension from her whilst Linda and I fought for control of her left breast. Linda eventually gave up on the left breast and instead, used her right hand to reach around Eve to fondle her right breast. Eve asked to be allowed to get off me before I got hurt so Linda backed away until Eve was standing; she then moved in to hug Eve who said: "Thank you for that, now get upstairs because I'm going to make you scream, and believe me you'll like it." Linda looked very surprised, but she didn't dally. I lay back and relaxed in a warm glow of satisfaction at the way my life had turned out, then I slept. I awoke because my brain was telling me that something was happening that I wouldn't want to miss. It was correct. I opened my eyes to find two glorious breasts swinging above my face. They belonged to Donna. As my hand started to reach for one of the globes, she smiled and used her hand to hold my wrist and press it to the mattress, and then she lowered her breasts so that her nipples just brushed my lips before allowing one of them to remain there long enough to enable me to suck it. She made herself comfortable before reaching to grasp my cock and directing it to the entrance of her moist love canal. When she was satisfied with the positioning she lowered herself down my erection, and then asked where Linda and Eve were. As if in answer to her question, a loud shriek came from above and then Linda began pleading with Eve to stop tormenting her. Eve didn't seem to be listening so the wailing continued until, with a scream of what sounded like pure bliss, she came. So did Donna. Donna climbed off the bed and rapidly dressed then she kissed me, asked me not to say anything to the other two about her visit, and quickly went home. When they appeared downstairs they were freshly showered and I pointed out that a certain part of my body was still coated with the bodily juices of one of them. They cleaned me up, but were a little puzzled by the fact that my cock was still damp. I played the unknowing innocent, which meant that they were handling my cock for longer than they would have done if I had owned up. The next Three weeks went by in a similar fashion, which means we all had a lovely, sexually satisfying, life. I had to go for physiotherapy for my leg to practice walking a little each time I went. Linda went to University and life for me therefore became a little less tiring, but I did miss her involvement in our sexual activities. Eve fucked me during the day, occasionally twice a day if I was lucky, and Donna indulged herself in the evenings occasionally, but because of her workload she was sometimes too tired for sex, with Eve or me. This meant that I was no longer permanently tired and Eve was always ready to fuck. The day came when the plaster was removed from my arm and things changed at 'Casa Nooky'. I was also able to walk for short periods and I could stand for longer periods. Now I had full use of both arms and hands and Eve was about to find out that she was no longer in charge of any proceedings. Except that it had to wait until the following day because I was worn out, both from her attentions before we went to the hospital, and the whole business of the journeys and plaster cast removal. I heard the shower pump kick in so I started to climb the stairs. It was 7am and I had been waiting at the foot of the stairs for just that sound. It was tiring going up the stairs with my support casing, but as I wasn't expecting to be coming down again for some time I didn't mind. Eve had her back to me when I entered the bathroom. She was in the shower cubical and didn't hear me begin washing myself. It was only after she'd turned the shower off that she realized that she had company. I dried her and she dried me. I kissed her and my erection was rewarded with an extra rub. I cupped her breasts and rolled her nipples between the thumb and first finger of each hand just to see the look of bliss on her face. Taking her hand I led her to her/my bedroom and without a word being spoken she climbed onto the bed to lie on her back. I joined her on the bed and knelt beside her so that I could lower my head to her breasts and suck her swollen nipples. Gradually I began kissing my way down her body and easing my hand between her thighs. I pressed against them to indicate that she should open her thighs to allow me access to the area we were both acutely aware of. My mouth found her clitoral hood and I began sucking gently on the little sheath until the pink bud beneath swelled sufficiently to allow my tongue to flick on it. The gap between her thighs widened and her legs lifted so that, by moving my body around, I could now insert my tongue into the ever-widening slit between her labial lips and insert it into the entrance of her vaginal passage. As I licked and sucked inside her wet sex I ran the fingers of one hand over her belly whilst using the other hand to pinch the stiff nipple of a breast. Eve moaned and panted as her body responded to the stimuli that she had been hoping for. I couldn't deny myself any longer; I had been desperate to get Eve in this situation ever since she first took advantage of my unresisting body. I rapidly manoeuvred around until I was between her thighs and then she made sure that my cock had no trouble in entering her. Although I had ploughed my way in on numerous occasions, this was the first time I had been the driving force and it was a wonderfully liberating experience. Eve matched me thrust for thrust. She lifted her groin upwards as I pushed my cock into her so that I had unimpeded access to her. When I got my arms around her hips to get hold of her bum cheeks, she planted the soles of her feet on the mattress, clasped her hands behind my back and pulled me close against her. It was only when my cock reached her cervix that she calmed down and allowed me to fuck her in a tempo that meant we both gained pleasure and the ultimate satisfaction from the event. We were both grunting and panting with the effort being expended in trying to prove who was really in charge of this coupling, and not surprisingly, we were drenched in sweat. I have to admit that my stamina was just about drained when, thank the gods, she came. She came noisily and violently, she screeched in my ear and her vagina tried to flatten my cock, this brought me to a climax and my balls ejected a stream of juice into her clasping love tunnel. Then I collapsed in a heap on top of her as she shuddered her way to a more stable state. Back downstairs after the second period of ablutions we ate breakfast and then Eve went for a walk while I tidied up. The postman arrived bearing the items I'd bought over the 'phone, with which I had learned that any long term sexual activity should have close to hand. After some thought I rolled the bed I'd been using so that it was immediately behind the sofa. I wasn't going to be sleeping in it again, but in view of the activities in this house, I could see some advantages in keeping it for a while. We spent the remainder of the morning on housework; laundry, dusting, window cleaning, etc. Then we went out for lunch. On our return I waited until Eve had taken her coat off before standing close behind her and lifting her T-shirt up and then cupping her breasts as she took it completely off. That done, she unfastened her jeans and kicked her shoes off so that I could get them down and off with the minimum of effort. Her knickers were easily discarded and then it was her turn to help me strip. My cock was rigid and she happily knelt to lick it before taking its length into her mouth. In order to reduce her effort I held her head still and pistoned my cock into her face instead until she gently squeezed my balls to get me to withdraw. She stood and in a soft voice she said: "You're dangerous. For four years after mother became ill, I never thought about sex at all, but I had the occasional lustful thought when you started to grow into a man. I never would have done anything about it, but you had to have that accident and my self-control went. "Now all I can think of is sex, those DVD's and the realisation that, because Donna and Linda were very interested in lesbian sex, then sex could be available all the time and that has made me into a sex junky." I said that until she had begun handling my cock I had had no sexual contact with her so I shouldn't be blamed for her sex urges, but I would be happy to help her with her predicament. As we were speaking I had walked her around the sofa and now I asked her to kneel on it and to rest her arms on the back. She knew what was about to happen and so she complied and once in position she spread her thighs wide apart. I stood behind her and began running my hands over her body, slowly caressing her erogenous areas and more obvious attractions. Her nipples had risen and stiffened and of course I spent time enjoying her reactions as I pulled and teased them. The positioning was such that as I leant over her in order to fondle her breasts. My erection was pressing against her anus and I felt her tense as she anticipated an attempt to enter her. I hadn't had any intention of doing that; at least not today, but now it was certainly on the cards for some time in the not so distant future. I did use my cock head to apply a little pressure against her sphincter as though that was my intended target, just to see how she would react. She didn't protest; she would have allowed me inside her at that moment and that really turned me on, but I still had some self-control and realised that leaving that activity for later would enhance the pleasure immensely, and anyway I didn't have any lubricant with me and I knew I'd need some for any anal activity.. I took hold of my cock and moved it down to nestle in the moist entrance to my intended target. I was a complete beginner and had only ever seen what I was about to do on the TV screen, I was certain something would go wrong, it didn't. My cock slid down her love tube in one smooth movement until my groin was against her lovely soft and round bottom. Eve told me to grab her hips and for 'pity's sake' fuck her hard and fast. The instruction were clear and simple, pull her onto me as I thrust forward then push her away from me as I withdrew; don't let my cock come out of her sheath and again, please do it fast, and hard. I was sweating, she was grunting and moaning and I realised that she had a hand between her thighs and was rubbing her clitoris as I fucked her. I was fucking her as hard and as fast as I could manage, I must have caused her some pain during this activity because I had on occasions banged into her cervix. Neither of us appeared to be getting anywhere near a climax and I was tiring so I pulled out of her, got her on her back on the sofa and paid tribute to all the missionaries who ever took this route to paradise. Eve wrapped her arms and legs around me and didn't relax her grip until she'd had all she could take and I was a wet rag. I was glad that I'd draped a sheet over the seats because there was a huge wet patch from our combined juices on it. I washed myself at the washbasin as Eve showered, and when she'd finished with the water I entered the cubicle. I took Eve, with her back pressed up against one wall of the shower cubicle and the soles of her feet against the opposite wall. I had the cheeks of her bottom in my hands so she'd had to guide me into her vagina. It wasn't a long coupling and there was no shattering climax, but it was enjoyable for what it was, pure hedonistic lust. When we'd tired ourselves we had a quick rinse and then dressed and went downstairs for coffee and cake. When Donna came home from work Eve went round to tell her that we were taking her out for a meal. Surprisingly Eve returned almost immediately after having delivered the message. I had expected them to take longer than that to greet each other, but all was made clear to me during the evening. I would be sleeping alone. I had been expecting a busy night but they had other ideas. They'd been thinking about having sex with each other ever since Donna had viewed the DVD's and discovered that the thought of lesbian sex turned her on. She wanted to find out if she and Eve would be good for each other in bed. No, I couldn't watch. The fact that I had slept alone meant that I was well rested the next day so I took the dog out for his morning constitutional and then prepared the breakfast items for the three of us and then went to Donna's house at 8 o'clock and rang the bell. The door was opened by a tousled and obviously sleepy woman in a very snug dressing gown and I doubted that there was anything underneath it. I stepped inside and closed the door before opening the dressing gown to find that I was correct, Donna was nude. She was still fuzzy from sleep so, before she could react, I had hold of her magnificent breasts. Donna didn't appear to have a problem in having her breasts fondled and actually took a deep breath and pushed them forward so that I could appreciate the full size and weight of them. As I cupped a breast with one hand and ran my other hand down over her smooth tummy and over her fuzzy pubic mound to feel for her slit. I found the sensitive little button I was seeking and there was a short period of readjustment to her stance as she parted her thighs then we went through the heavy breathing phase and finally I had wet fingers. Having accomplished my mission I told her that I'd prepared the breakfast things in my house so if Eve was awake would she please tell her to come when she was ready, dress optional. Donna said that Eve was still asleep so I asked her to leave a note for her and then I fastened her dressing gown, passed her shoes to her and hurried her out of the house and the few paces to my house. We had breakfast and then I led an unprotesting woman up to my bedroom. Donna said that she wasn't averse to what I had in mind, but as she'd just spent several sweaty hours in bed with Eve, she was going to have a shower first. Therefore, I undressed and made sure all I would need was close to hand. When Donna came into my bedroom all pink and fragrant, she came to me and hugged me closely to her so that I received the full benefit of her willing body. I was like a child in a sweet shop; I just didn't know where to start. Donna rescued me by getting on her knees and holding my cock in one hand and my balls in the other before lowering her head and sucking me into her mouth. When I placed my hands on her head to try and hold it steady enough for me to fuck her mouth, she withdrew and stood up. "Get on the bed and lie on your back." I did as she requested and she knelt above me in the '69' position and lowered her vagina to my mouth as she lowered her mouth back around my cock. She tasted of honey and lemons and I ate as much of her as I could. I sucked and chewed her labia, I licked and flicked her clitoris and I pushed my tongue into her pink and wet love tube as far as I could manage, but I occasionally had to withdraw a little to get some air. At the same time that this was happening I had kept my hands busy feeling as much of her breasts as I could manage. This was not easy because they were pressed against my body as she sucked and licked my swollen cock. Using my right hand to reach beneath the pillow, I managed to get hold of the slim tube of spray lubricant I had hidden there and then give her anus an introduction to forthcoming events. Donna tensed as this happened, but her mouth stayed firmly around my cock as my finger found the now slippery sphincter and I eased it slowly into the start of her anal canal. Her bottom lifted, and then descended to press harder against my mouth. I eased my finger back for a moment and then pressed it a little deeper into her anus and began rotating it until the sphincter relaxed and I could get a second finger into her anus. Donna responded by speeding up her activity on my throbbing cock and that was now causing me to thrust my hips upwards as her lips came down the shaft. I increased the speed of my finger action and also commenced to move them in and out and finger fuck Donna's anal canal. She stopped sucking me and lifted her head, she loved it! My cock was released so that she could concentrate on raising and lowering her backside to help me bring her to a frenzy of desire and release. I had never intended to do what I did next. I pulled my finger from her body, rolled her off me, dragged her to the edge of the bed, and then told her to get on all fours, head down with her arse in the air. As she did as instructed, I sprayed my cock and her anus with lubricant. I got my erection into her vagina and began to fuck her. It was wonderful, but I had now become fixated on her anus and I was hoping that she was about to get her backside well and truly fucked. As my cock ploughed her vagina, I had a thumb against her anus and because the sphincter was well lubricated it slid into her rectal canal with ease and then I could apply sideways pressure and her sphincter began to widen. Soon it was open sufficiently for me remove my thumb and insert Two fingers instead and so I was able to finger fuck her anus as I fucked her vagina and Donna settled herself for what she knew was about to happen. Pulling my cock out of her vagina, I removed my fingers from her anus and then I placed my cock head against it and pushed, it was an incredibly tight fit and she yelped, but I now had three inches of my cock inside her. I stopped to rest for a moment and she said: "Do it Peter, push it in slowly, put some more spray on your cock and push it all the way in." I did what she wanted me to do and then, once her bottom was against my groin I pulled my cock all the way back to the entrance then slid it back into her waiting body. "Do that again, come on Peter fuck my arse, do it until I say stop and then you can have anything you want." "What I want is to watch you and Eve have sex and then I want to fuck both of you in the same bed. I feel as though I've won the lottery, I've fucked two very sexy women whom I've known for years and never expected to feel, let alone to fuck them, and... Hold still; stop moving for minute and then I'll slide it out again. "I get to do this just about whenever I want to. I don't pretend its love, but I'm sure that whatever you want to call it, it's keeping us happy and content." "Stop talking and concentrate on fucking me." I fucked her bottom slowly and as I did so I held her breasts tightly and pushed her forward. She was now laying full length on the bed with me on top of her, sliding my erection into her until she yelled that she was Cumming. This had the effect of triggering me so that I erupted and jettisoned a stream of cum into her rear passage. I lay on her until she stopped shaking and then I pulled my cock out of her and moved so that I could prise the cheeks of her backside apart and watch as her anus slowly contracted in diameter to something approaching its normal size and my sperm oozed out of her bottom. We lay quietly on the bed for a while and then Donna had a shower and I had a good wash, which was all I could do until my leg healed. On getting downstairs we found that Eve had made it round from Donna's house and had just made coffee for us. She also had a question for Donna, which stiffened my cock a little. "Was that as much fun as it sounded Donna? I've never had that done to me." "When you've had it done three or four times you'll either love it or hate it. If you love it, you'll be happy to have it at any time. It must be five years since I had it and even though the guy I was with was a jerk I let him do me three days running because he was careful and doing it 'for' me and not 'to' me." The rest of the day was spent shopping. Saturday was the one day that Donna could have some 'retail therapy’, Eve went with me to the supermarket, and made sure I could manage. The leg casing is a good idea but it does get tiring if one is on foot for any lengthy occasions. The evening was tiring. We were in my house and I had made my position clear to both of them, I wanted them both and I really wasn't overly concerned about who I enjoyed first. Donna said she wanted to watch so I took Eve into the kitchen and opened a cupboard to get the thick blanket out which I'd stored there earlier. Eve was helpful, she removed her clothes as I spread the blanket over the tabletop and then, as I undressed, she stepped onto a chair and then onto the table. She lay back and allowed me to open her legs and lift them up to reveal her already slightly open and damp sex slit. I was erect and I was rampant; my cock slid into her without any hesitation and once I was fully inside her she lowered her legs and wrapped them around me. I fondled her breasts and teased her nipples as I slid in and out of her wet vagina. When Donna appeared, she was naked. She clambered onto the table to place her sex over Eve's mouth and took hold of my hands and guided them to her own breasts, she then began to play with Eve's clitoris. So, as I fucked Eve she was eating Donna's vagina, and together with my manipulation of her fabulous breasts and nipples, we brought her to boiling point. I felt Donna stiffen and then she squealed because Eve had pushed two fingers into her anus and then nibbled her clitoris. I pulled out of Eve, Donna immediately went down on her, and they spent the next Twenty minutes devouring each other. I fondled breast whenever I could get a hand on one, it mattered not to whom it belonged. Eve made it clear that she wanted Donna to herself so I made some preparations for later and then I sat back to watch them bring each other to a state of satiated collapse. I was still rampant and Eve was about to do something about that, not that she knew it at that moment. I asked Donna to get off Eve and helped her to get down from the table and then I helped Eve to get off the table. I led her to the bed I'd been using and put her on it. Before she had a chance to complain I put the handcuffs on her wrists, the other end of which I had previously attached to the bed frame. Eve had finally realized what was about to happen and wasn't so sure that she was going to enjoy it quite as much as she'd claimed would be the case. Not after what she'd overheard while Donna had been upstairs with me, and her recent exertions. Using the soft straps, which I had also attached to the bedframe, I fed the straps between her thighs and pulled them tight which forced her knees apart and back towards her head. I had a wonderfully unobstructed view of her body and I demonstrated to her that I had full access to all her parts. I spent time caressing and tweaking; I fondled, licked and sucked all the parts that would appreciate and react to the various treatments. After an hour of this I sat down at the end of the bed and concentrated on that beautiful slit between her thighs. I placed my mouth against her labia and commenced to suck and lick my way into her inner sanctum. By the time my tongue finally contacted her clitoris she was begging me to fuck her. She was still begging me to fuck her when I moved my attention lower down and licked her anus. That stopped her talking. She started talking again when I sprayed lubricant on her sphincter and then inserted a finger into her anal canal, but now she was asking me to be gentle with her. I spent time rotating and pushing my finger until her tight little hole had opened sufficiently for me to introduce a second finger into her. With two fingers in her anus Eve stopped talking again. Now to try something I'd seen on one of my DVDs. I inserted my thumb into her vagina and pressed the fingers and the thumb together and gently rubbed the membrane separating the two canals. Eve stiffened, grunted and called me a very naughty name as the muscles in the affected areas began to pulse and clamp on my digits as she climaxed. At this moment, Donna took a hand. She stood behind me and reached around me to grasp my cock and massage it to get it fully erect. As soon as she was satisfied with its condition she told me to remove my fingers from Eve's anus. The moment my fingers left Eve's body, Donna pressed me forward and guided my cock straight into the vacated opening. Donna sprayed my cock as I entered Eve and slid into a still expanded tunnel. It was a tight fit but not excessively so and so my cock slid past Eve's inner sphincter and penetrated into her rectum. I pushed as far into her as I could and then slowly withdrew and Donna reapplied the spray. Removing my thumb from Eve's vagina, I grasped her hips and concentrated on my mission, which was to bring her to another climax and to hopefully cum inside her at the same time. The amazing thing was that Eve was now begging me to do it faster and as this was her first time I was had been sure she would have wanted me to be slow and gentle, or not do it at all. I did what she wanted and she did what I wanted; then I did what I wanted. Shower time was interesting, because I watched them shower together. Then I was cleansed, which was less tiring than my doing it for myself. It was also a great deal more fun, even though I was worn out. We went out for lunch and then, by way of a change we amused ourselves by going to the cinema. We made a day of it by dining out and then I was taken to a jazz club and taught to dance. I enjoyed it far more than I expected to and we have happily made several return visits. That night we all slept in the same bed, eventually. We slept late the next morning and just took a very leisurely lunch and lounged around. The conversation turned to work and finances. I'd asked Donna if she enjoyed being an overworked and underpaid nurse and she told me that she was just happy to have a job, but her finances were stretched now because Linda was at University. When asked, Eve told me that she'd been made redundant from her lob at an electronics company, but had received a very good severance package so she'd decided to invest a large part of it. As long as she was careful, she didn't need to work, but now missed having somewhere to go each day. In short she had been bored to tears until I had my accident. It was time to tell them what was on my mind. "Ever since we began our sexual activities I have noticed that both of you have really begun to sparkle and you both even look younger. I know I'm a very happy man now, even with a broken leg, but that is a small price to pay for what I got in return. "Be honest and tell me if you're happy and content with what we do now. My own life has brightened considerably. I now really look forward to what each day might bring, and since I'd never had sex until recently, I have a lot of catching up to do and I want to do it with you" Eve and Donna looked at each other and smiled then they assaulted me. My trousers were removed and then they took turns in masturbating me to a full erection before straddling me and lowering themselves down the resultant shaft. At least I was allowed to open blouses and fondle the contents. Once they'd shown me what they thought about our situation I was released and as they tidied their clothing I told them what I intended to do. "As of tomorrow I'm reducing your rents to zero. I don't need the money and you could both do with it so cancel your standing orders for the rent. There is a payback, hence my question. I want sex with you both and I want you to want sex with me. I'm not saying that I love either of you, but I do love your bodies." Both Eve and Donna came to hug and kiss me and tell me that they didn't love me; but did love the sex, especially as it was because of me that they'd discovered each other's liking for girl fun. Donna said that they weren't interested in love, it had caused too much misery in her life and Eve said she'd only ever been close to a girl so she wasn't even sure what love was. So we were agreed, it was a life of hedonism for us. Donna asked me if I'd bedded Linda. I admitted that after Linda had seen the DVD's she's felated me and allowed me access to her sex for a feel, but nothing further. I decided that I should make the position clear. "How do you feel about Linda being involved?" "She's old enough to do what she wants; I just hope that she doesn't do anything stupid. Why, are you planning on fucking her?" "I'm not planning it, she is. I won't say no and you know that. She wants me to take her virginity when my leg is fully healed, so it could happen any time soon." "So she's still a virgin? I'm pleased. Good for her and lucky you. I hope she enjoys it, I know I do and now I'll show you how much." It was fast, it was furious and it was on the carpet. Her vagina was pink and moist and tasted of honey; her teeth were sharp on my erection because she found it difficult to get her mouth open sufficiently wide to get my cock in without them catching it. The safest thing to do was to put it where it was supposed to go. She was tight, but well lubricated and it wasn't long before my cock head was nudging her cervix. Once I had it there I thrust myself against her and then held her tightly as I pumped in and out without withdrawing my cock more than half an inch. Ten minutes of this and her vaginal muscles clamped on my shaft and I could feel them rippling on it until finally she clamped her legs behind my back and climaxed with a huge sigh of contentment. Eve applauded and informed us that she'd opened a bottle of wine for a toast to life and all its pleasures. I told the ladies that we were dining out again this evening, which caused some rapid activity because they needed to 'prepare' so they went to their respective homes and 'prepared'. An hour later, they returned in their 'little black frocks’, which made me, wish we were staying in. I too had 'prepared' myself so we were fit to go anywhere without upsetting those of a sensitive nature. Donna said that she thought I ought not to spend so much money by taking them out so often. I pointed out that this weekend was the first time I'd done any spending and it was by way of a thank you for all they'd done for me since my accident; even after all the fun they'd enabled me to have, I still owed them a debt of gratitude. We had a lovely meal and came home reasonably early because Donna had to be up early for work in the morning. Eve and I said goodnight to her and then I took Eve into the bedroom and removed her knickers, but I insisted that the dress stayed on whilst I fucked her. She started off on her back, but I had no intention of Cumming until I'd turned her over to fondle her soft, round bottom and inserted my erection into her tight little anus. I took her slowly and made it last for a long time as she reached for her clitoris, but eventually I could no long hold back and thrust hard before squirting my load into her rectum. She rewarded me by washing, drying and then sucking my cock before settling down to sleep spooned up against me with my hands firmly clasped around her breasts. After breakfast I also had to go to the hospital to have my leg checked over and this time I would probably return home without the leg walker. This proved to be the case and after putting my shoe on I had an hour of physiotherapy before being allowed to go home. Eve had been with me to the hospital, but when I climbed into the taxi to go home she said she had some shopping to do. So did I. The taxi took me to the store I wanted and was happy to wait until I returned with my purchase, and then I arrived home to an empty house, which had become a rare event. Eve arrived from her shopping trip and we had lunch, then she showed e what she'd bought. One item was of real interest, it would certainly interest Donna and Linda because it was a strap-on dildo. I dropped my trousers to free my cock and Eve helped me to get a good erection, which I then held against the dildo. They were the same length, but mine was fatter. I was pleased at the result and Eve was pleased at the result because she got my half of the test equipment inserted into her vagina without even having to remove her knickers. We did it on the bed she'd brought when I had my accident. After I'd finished she asked me to lean over the bed and I did as she asked. That was a big mistake, the handcuffs were still there and she had them on me before I could react. My trousers were already off so removing my boxer shorts was no problem for her. She stripped, she put the strap-on dildo on and then she tied my ankles to the bed frame. I was not going to complain, not after what I'd done to her, but I was also not going to enjoy what was about to happen. Eve sprayed my anus and her dildo and then reached around me to grasp my cock. Unsurprisingly, it stiffened. She masturbated me until she was happy with the result and then she placed the end of the dildo against my anus and gently applied pressure. "I think that you should find out what women experience when men decide that they want to have anal sex. I've found that I like the way you did it and Donna told me that you do it with more care than some men. This will show you that it doesn't have to hurt and can be a turn on." She kept the pressure on until my sphincter relaxed and opened sufficiently wide to allow the dildo to enter my anal canal. Once she knew it was inside me she rested and began masturbating again until I told her I was going to cum. She stopped doing that and without warning thrust her hips forward and thrust some of the dildo into me. It hurt and I yelped but she kept it there until I'd got used to having the thing inside me. Once I'd stopped muttering she withdrew most of the dildo and gave it a spray before pushing it even further in until I had it all inside me, then she fucked me. She fucked my backside steadily but firmly and I could do absolutely nothing about it. It was some time before I realized that my anus had relaxed and although I would never enjoy being anally fucked it no longer hurt. I'm not sure how long she did it for, but when she stopped and pulled out of me I was worn out. Eve removed the strap-on and released me to lie on the bed. The moment I was on the bed she was on me and making sure that my erection was put to good use. She lowered herself down my throbbing cock and then rotated her hips and asked me to thrust it up her as hard as I could. I did, I rammed my groin against her labia as hard as I could until she groaned and collapsed on top of me. I kept fucking her until I felt my hot cum begin its journey up my shaft, at which point I lifted Eve's body up to get my cock out of her vagina. I just got it out in time to squirt the jet of cum onto her stomach, then I too collapsed and went lay alongside her, we then fell asleep. I awoke because I thought Eve wanted to play. This was because of the tight grip on my cock, but when I opened my eyes I found Donna leaning over me. She held the strap-on above me and asked: "What have you two been up to and who was the recipient of this? I ask because you don't need to wear one. Either you've had another woman in here for Eve, or both of you, to play with, or you've been keeping a secret." Eve saved me by stopping pretending that she was asleep. She told Donna that she had shown me how it was worn and that I'd dropped my trousers so that I could compare the size of my erection against that of the dildo. She said she'd made the mistake of removing the strap-on before I'd put my trousers back on, and what happened next was inevitable and wonderful, but very tiring. Donna went to her house to shower and change then returned to dine with us. It had become the norm to use my house for our activities and certainly kept their household expenses down. During dinner we discussed our new activities and agreed that we were all much happier. We were more relaxed and not at all ashamed of our leisure and pleasure activities. It was also agreed that we needed to make certain that all the necessary precautions against pregnancy were available and taken. I had never felt the slightest need to be a father and I opted to have a vasectomy so that I couldn't have an accident with one of them. They tried to dissuade me from doing that, but I had given it a lot of thought and told them that my mind was made up. Donna said that she knew a 'very friendly' Doctor who could arrange this privately. When I asked her how friendly that was she said he'd been trying to get into her knickers for months, it wasn't going to happen, but he needn't know that Donna asked me if I would be willing to try Viagra as a means of ensuring a good performance during lengthy sessions. She could get them without any problem. We cleared away and fed the dishwasher. Then I asked Donna if she minded being the centre of attention for the evening. "I thought you'd never ask; I really need some stress relief after today's workload." She stood and allowed me to undress her, which didn't take long because all she was wearing was the dress. I fondled her wonderfully round and pliant breasts until grasped a hand and pushed it down to her pubic mound. "Don't tease, I need fucking and I'm not in the mood for much in the way of foreplay, so get your clothes off and take me to bed." I was happy to oblige the lady and she was quickly taken to bed. I spread her legs in order to get my mouth to her labia, but she really was insistent that I entered her immediately. I moved over her and she helpfully guided my cock to the entrance of her vagina then she wrapped her legs around me and used her heels to urge me to push my cock into her waiting body. As I did what she wanted she sighed and asked me to go slowly so that she could just relax and enjoy the sensations to. I did my utmost to allow her to get the maximum amount of pleasure from the situation, but I have needs as well, so it wasn't long before my hands were busy. Donna asked if she could be on top and I couldn't see why not so we changed positions and she lowered herself onto me and then leant forward to allow a nipple to be nibbled as she slowly fucked me. She didn't see Eve appear behind her, naked, except for the strap on. I wrapped my arm and legs around her and held her tightly as Eve sprayed Donna's anus with lubricant and then got into position and inserted the dildo into her. Donna didn't struggle, she stayed still until Eve was all the way into her rectum and then she asked Eve to go slowly, but Eve took it out saying that she'd leave that pleasure for another time. She backed away and I rolled Donna over and showed her that I could manage to give her what she wanted without the need for artificial stimulants. I was very relieved when she climaxed for the third, and last, time. If we'd gone on for much longer I doubt that I would have been able to stop myself from Cumming. Donna was about to get up when Eve mounted her, sans strap-on, in the '69' position and offered her sex for Donna's inspection and tasting whilst she licked and sucked her clitoris. Donna tried to protest, but Eve wasn't listening. I got off the bed and watched for a while as they inspected, and teased each other and then I decided to give Donna an extra treat. I climbed back onto the bed and mounted Eve. Donna had a worm's eye view of my cock easing its way into Eve's vagina as she nibbled on her clitoris. She got her hands to Eve's labia and pulled them wide apart as I began pumping my erection into her. I grasped Eve's hips and pulled her onto me as I slid into her and all too soon I came. I had to pull my cock out of her before I boiled over. I wasn't fast enough to get it clear of Donna as well, who therefore received a face full of cum. Donna pushed Eve off her and reached for the strap-on, she rapidly put it on. She told Eve to get on all fours and then inserted the head of the dildo into Eve's vagina and showed Eve how proficient she was at using it. I was a spent force so I left them to satisfy each other's desires and had a shower. With the shower completed, bathrobe on and downstairs with a bottle of wine I mulled over the events of the past Three months and decided that there was little I could do to better the situation. We really did enjoy each other's company, it may well be heavily sex orientated but there was a large dose of friendship alongside that. I was on my second glass of wine when I heard the shower start up so I went into my wardrobe and retrieved the other two bathrobes, which I'd purchased earlier. I know it was an excuse to enter the shower room, they knew at as well but after what we'd been doing to each other I felt that it was a mild transgression of etiquette. They were kissing when I entered; more accurately, one of the activities was kissing, but with all the steam I couldn't really be certain exactly what else they were doing. I showed them the bathrobes; they had been described as virgin white, but no matter. I left and went back downstairs for a little self-manipulation until someone else could assist me. Someone else did come and assist me and then handed over to another someone else to complete the event. It is very satisfying to be sitting on your sofa with a sexy and willing woman and having that woman voluntarily masturbating you without being asked. I can heartily recommend it for aiding relaxation. Eve showed us the rest of her purchases. A large pack of condoms; some more soft cords in case anyone fancied bondage, one large Vibrator and one, more slender, version. Several tubes of spray lubricant completed her shopping. I was fondling Donna's breasts as the shopping items were revealed, but once the show was over we agreed that we'd be wise to try for some proper sleeping and so the two ladies in my life returned to their own homes for the night. The next week passed in more 'normal' fashion. Donna was working and Eve had promised her that she would dust and air the house for her as well as doing the same for herself. I had businesses to oversee so I paid them all a visit. As I was fully aware, they didn't need my involvement. To show them that I was appreciative of their work I formally informed them that they were getting a bonus payment at Christmas and each employee would have an extra week's holiday. The relevant manager was to draw up a rota and submit it to me for approval. They were happy and so was I because my life had changed and I no longer needed to be wished to be a workaholic. On the following Friday, Donna announced that she'd submitted her resignation because she'd been offered a job at a private nursing home at a far higher salary with a superior benefits package and fewer hours. We celebrated by going into town for a meal and another incursion into the jazz scene. We also celebrated on our return home, oh how those little black dresses turned me on. This reminded me to ask Donna if she could obtain the Viagra before she left the hospital. On Saturday morning Eve and Donna came round and made the most wonderful aroma of bacon and eggs. I couldn't resist that so I showered and dressed, and then showed them just how hungry I was. I should have been suspicious, but hunger dulled my senses. Eve led the charge by asking me why I didn't have a mobile 'phone. I explained that I had never had the need for one because the only calls I made were done either at the shops or at home if I wanted to order something. Donna followed up by asking why I hadn't joined this century and bought a computer so that I could see what I wanted to buy and find the best price. Then, sneakily, I could even get a very wide choice of porn videos if I found that I needed them again. I told her I very much doubted that I would and so was flummoxed when she said that she and Eve would rather like to see what sort of stuff was on offer. They knew was that it was all out there and decided that maybe, if they talked me into joining together with them to buy a computer, it could be installed in my house and we could all use it for 'things'. Donna told me that they didn't want to pry, but could I afford to join in with them to get all the kit we'd need to 'go on-line. "You should stop worrying about my finances. My father was an astute man. He built up a business and he invested the profits wisely. He bought these houses when no one else would contemplate buying in such a place. "We were wealthy, although you'd never have known it. I was amazed at just how much we were worth and he left it all to me. I've followed his example and enjoyed doing it, but I have been lonely. "I hardly ever spent anything; the way I lived I had no need of a car or holidays. What would I have done on my own? Now I can really enjoy spending some of the money. "We can have a computer and whatever else we need." Eve spoke up. "In that case you can afford a mobile 'phone, so get ready because were going shopping." It was mid-afternoon before we returned. The Packages were still on the floor two hours later when we came back downstairs. I'd had the privilege of having both of them on the bed at the same time being encouraged to fuck them both. I was also able to see that Donna had all her pubic hair removed. Those bald labia with the pink slit between were a delight to see and taste. I had no difficulty in raising and maintaining an erection when faced with such erotic views, and they knew it. We had coffee and cake and sorted out all our purchases. We had four laptops and a Wi-Fi router and a computer technician had promised to come round this evening after work to set it all up and get us started, for a price. He did come; everything went smoothly and once he was sure we could operate the laptops he left, with a nice bonus. We'd made sure he'd set the fourth laptop up because that was for Linda to take back to Uni with her. She was due to be here in a week's time for the half term break and I for one was really looking forward to that because I was on a promise to take her virginity and I wanted that honour. Linda 'phoned the next day to tell us when she expected to be here, but she also caused a bit of a stir because she wanted to bring a 'good friend' with her. It turned out that Linda had befriended a girl from the Scottish Western Isles. Her name was Helen; she was a pure maths undergraduate and had never been away from home for so long. She was homesick and lonely and Linda had taken her under her wing, so to speak. She also took her into her bed during one particularly bad bout of homesickness, one thing led to another and they didn't get any sleep. They were a 'couple' and she soon discovered that Helen had never been near a boy because there were few of them on the isle and if a boy did manage to get lucky with a girl it was common knowledge amongst the youngsters by midday the next day. She had a sister; she'd also had her sister. Her sister was a year younger than her and obviously had the same urges and concerns so they'd ended up comforting each other and liked it. Linda had returned the compliment and told Helen how come she knew so much about Sapphic sex. The punch line was that Helen couldn't afford the cost of the journey home for the break, in terms of money or time and had wanted Linda to stay on campus with her. Linda had come clean about the reason she really wanted to be here and then went a step too far and told her about the additional benefits involved. Helen was a down to earth, intelligent girl and told Linda that she had no objection to being fucked and used if that's what it took to have somewhere else to go instead of home. She said she found the thought exciting and she would love to be allowed to visit. Linda said that Helen was submissive when it came to sex, and they really did go well together. Donna said that although she was upset that Linda had told anyone about us, she did understand why and she found it a turn-on. Eve said she had no problem with the prospect of another sex partner. I was concerned about our anonymity and security so Linda had better make sure that Helen understands that this is not going to be a one-time thing. If she were to tell anyone else then I would be visiting her home island. Profuse thanks from Helen and then a husky Scottish accented voice came on the line and said that we really had no idea just how dull and boring her and her sister's life had become. She really was looking forward to joining our 'family' and she promised that she would keep the secret. I had an erection before she'd finished speaking and Eve's eyes had widened at the sound of that voice. After the call ended we discussed the arrangements that needed to be made. There weren't many. We each had double beds and mine was about to become a king size because I was expecting delivery on the coming Monday. I was going to be keeping Linda busy for a couple of days so they could entertain Helen as they saw fit. I would take a break for a day and then indulge myself with my second virgin, and they could refresh their memories of Linda's likes and preferences. The rest of the evening was spent in getting to know the new mobiles, especially in my case because I had no idea how to get it to do anything. Eventually I'd grasped the basics and called it a day. I slept deeply and alone. Eve and Donna slept together in Donna's bed and I have no doubt it was some time before they settled down. They really did enjoy having sex with each other. After my shower the next morning, I sent a text To Donna asking if they were coming round for breakfast. My first ever text received a reply; I was to go to them so I did. Donna was nude and on her kitchen table having her labia nibbled. Eve moved from between her thighs and told me that my breakfast awaited and that it was nicely hot and steaming. I put my mouth where it would be most appreciated and licked deeply into the waiting pink slit. I had intended to fondle her magnificent breasts, but Eve had unzipped and lowered my trousers before I'd even started, so my erection was out and ready in very quick time. I stood between Donna's thighs, inserted my cock into her vagina and began to fuck her; slowly, steadily and with feeling. I fucked her gently and as I did so I told her that I hope she wasn't going to be upset about my intention to fuck her daughter when she was ready for me to take her virginity. That caused a reaction; Donna climaxed. Her backside came off the table and she wrapped her legs around me and yelled: "Fuck me, come on Peter, fuck me. Harder, harder. I'm Cumming, OOHH YYYYESSSSS. Do it again, bang me hard, don't you dare stop. Faster Peter; faster. Fuck me; I'm Cumming again, fuck me harder, faster bang me, come on. OOHHH fucking YYEESSSSSS, OH FUCK. Nnghhh." I had to pull out because my semen had begun to boil and I just managed to extract my cock out of her as it spurted high and over her body. Her breasts were coated with it. Donna went for a shower as Eve and I made a real breakfast. After we'd cleared away we sat in Donna's living room and Eve showed us what she'd been doing while Donna and I had been occupied. She'd taken some pictures with her new 'phone. This included some short video clips. I was watching myself fucking Donna and it was an instant turn-on, I had to change position because my cock was in an unsuitable place to accommodate an erection. Eve decided to help me by unzipping my trousers and fishing my cock out into the open. She took pity on me and spent some time giving me a lovely blowjob until I came. Not much ejaculation but I felt better. When I stood up, I saw that Donna had done exactly the same as Eve had done and taken some photos of me having my cock swallowed. These camera 'phones are dangerous things. I asked Donna if she intended to keep them, but she said that as soon as she'd shown them to Eve she'd delete them and Eve would delete hers. Good sense prevails, but wow, what a sex aid. We took a bus to the next town because I wanted to visit the canal boat sales and Repair Company, which I had been told, hired day boats. I had been told correctly and so we had soon found ourselves heading cautiously along the main canal until we came to, and turned into, the small arm that led past our homes. It was easy to steer the boat and so we had time to enjoy the peace and quiet of the surrounding countryside. Soon we were gliding through our own town and then past our homes to see how far the renovation of the canal had progressed. After clearing the outskirts of the town, it ended in a wide circle, which was obviously to enable boats to turn round. Our day boat was much shorter than a normal canal narrow boat so we were able to turn around with no problem. There was a canal-boat moored at this point and the day got interesting when we saw that it was occupied. The interesting part was that a couple were having sex at the rear of the boat. They were naked and the object of my interest was aged about fifty. She was around 5ft 6in in height with large breasts a slightly overweight, but curvy and tanned body and definitely no body hair. The male was roughly the same age and height as his companion but without the curves or breasts. He looked fit and His cock looked to be longer than mine, but not as fat. She had just been pleasured, 'doggy style' as we arrived so all was on display. I was able to observe all this because they didn't seem to be overly bothered about our presence and as we drifted past he asked if we'd seen enough. He laughed when Eve said no she'd appreciate a closer look, he said something to the women then asked if we'd like to come aboard for a drink. He was looking at me when he said it, and put his thumb up when I said that it would be a pleasure and asked if we should undress for the occasion. The woman spoke and said that it might be better if they dressed and then we could see how we got on. They did: once we'd moored and boarded their boat, they gave us a beer and I apologised for interrupting their exercise routine, but had been unable to avoid the situation. His name was Alf and his companion's name was Edith. She was his wife. They lived on the boat as they preferred the floating lifestyle and although they hadn't wanted to be observed, there hadn't been much point in trying to hide. The fact that all three of us had seemed interested in the incident had made it less embarrassing, and Eve's response to Alf's challenge had intrigued them. They'd come up this canal arm for the same reason we had, to see where it led, and once here they'd decided that it was a nice peaceful spot and as he was always 'in the mood' he made sure the seclusion was put to good use. Edith asked Eve how closely she'd wanted to look at Alf's 'equipment' and Eve didn't even blush, she merely told Edith that it was her 'equipment' that she'd wanted to inspect. Edith did blush and said that she was perfectly happy with Alf. Alf said that he thought that 'as well as' not 'instead of' was what was on the cards and he still remembered that after last Christmas's little party and the two following get-togethers, she'd told him that she wondered what it would be like to have sex with a woman. He told Edith that now was the perfect chance to find out. You've just been told that the chance is there, so take it. Then he asked me if I had any objection. "I've no objection, Eve's shown she's interested, we are good friends, I don't own her and she's old enough to do what she wants. Edith was blushing bright red and so Eve took her hand and told her that if she was really interested in the experience then she should lead the way to the bedroom. They went forward and Alf looked at Donna's empty glass and asked her if she would like anything else to drink. He got a surprise when she asked him if there was a second bedroom, when he said yes; she asked him if he'd care to show it to her. He looked at me and I grinned and told him to enjoy himself, but that when he had a moment I would be very interested to hear about the Christmas party. It was difficult to avoid hearing the sounds of sexual activity and the pleasure it was providing so I went to the forward observation area and kept an eye out for any approaching boats or walkers. I heard the shower operating and then Alf appeared. He looked a little weary and informed me that because he had so recently been satisfying Edith, his stamina had been unable to keep up with Donna's lustful expectations. That meant Donna was now with Eve and Edith and we wouldn't be seeing them for some time. I got Alf to tell me about the Christmas party: "We were heading for a canal marina to lay over for the festivities there. We were passing a moored boat when a woman shouted that their engine had a fault and could we give them a lift to the marina. "I'm good with engines and I also carry a fair number of spares so I had a look and saw that I could fix the problem. I had the tools and the time, but I would have to drain the oil and spare oil was something I didn't have. Edith took Mary to our boat for a cuppa then Frank and I set to and fixed the problem. "After I'd cleaned up we convinced them that the best thing to do was come with us to the marina to get the oil. It would be dark before we could return so we'd stay overnight and return early the next day. "They agreed, we transferred what they needed into our spare bedroom, secured their boat and set off. The marina was packed so we had to go a little further down the canal to moor and walk back. We got the oil and got back to the boat just before dark. "We showered and dressed for an evening out then walked back to the marina. We ate and then we went to the bar and partied. We got back to the boat at two in the morning, very drunk and disorderly just about describes us. I do mean very drunk. "None of us remember much about the rest of the night, but we woke up with each other's spouses. Mary woke me up and said that we must have spent the night together because Frank and Edith were fucking in the other bedroom and Edith was asking Frank to go slowly. "She was looking really worried, until I showed her my erection, and then she smiled and said that knowing what Frank was doing to my wife she may as well enjoy the situation as well. All four of us enjoyed the situation so much that we didn't get dressed at all that day. We spent the time having sex, or getting ready to have sex. "Both women were intent on getting fucked as often as they could and in the end it was only exhaustion that stopped us. We had lunch in the nude and we decided on a light dinner so that we could stay on board and fuck some more. I know a lot of positions for sex now, but Edith will only do them when we meet Frank and Mary. "We've met them twice since then and we've fucked the night away on both occasions, but we've not bothered with the booze part of the scene. We know why we were there and we’re not shy of performing in front of each other. It's a real turn on knowing what we're going to be doing with either woman. The odd thing that we've never done anything like it before or even talked about it and Edith loves it." It was obvious that Alf was intrigued by us. He asked what our situation was so I gave him a quick explanation. I told him that this was the first time that we'd indulged in any form of sexual activity with anyone else, and although I hadn't actually taken an active part I would really like to get Edith on a bed if they were agreeable. Three sexually satiated, showered and dressed females appeared and demanded sustenance. I told them that we were not far from our homes and if they cared to follow us they could moor in our reserved mooring and then come with us to return our hired boat. After that I would love to take them for a meal and then back to our homes. Alf took Edith to one side and had a quiet word with her, she glanced at me and said something to Alf and then she came to me and told me that she'd been thinking that I wasn't interested in her. She was happy to find that she was wrong and so yes, she would love me to take her to bed. As soon as we were inside the house Edith told me she'd asked Eve what size my cock was and now she wanted to see it for herself. I was invited to show it to her and could I do it sooner rather than any other time. I could. We went upstairs and then I removed my clothing and any doubts that she'd about whether I was interested or not. Her clothing came off and it remained off throughout the next day. Having got her undressed I felt my way around her body starting at her neck. By the time I'd moved down to the swell of her breasts she was trembling, and when I finally touched her nipples she moaned and pressed my hands against her breasts. Pushing her hands away I continued my tactile inspection of her body. I moved behind her and felt her bottom cheeks and then pushed a finger into the cleft until I felt her anus at which point I stopped moving my finger, and pressed. She jerked, but then relaxed and parted her legs to allow my hand a little more room to investigate her. Not wishing to go too quickly I removed my finger and reached around her to stroke her stomach and then gradually lowered my hand down to her vulva. At which point she felt behind her, grasped my erection and then said: "Please Peter, stop teasing me and fuck me." I asked her to get on the bed and spread her legs wide apart which she rapidly did and then I pushed a pillow under her bottom so that I could get my mouth around her sex more easily. I spent time licking and sucking her labia and clitoris with the occasional insertion of a finger, but one hand was always roving over her stomach and soft breasts. I was now desperate to give her what she wanted and so I moved up between her thighs and over her body. As I inserted the head of my cock inside the opening to her vagina I asked her if she'd enjoyed the attentions of Eve and Donna. All she said was: "Please; fuck me." "I will, but I want to know what you thought about having sex with another woman. If you enjoyed the experience, then we have a future as a group because it's all of us or nothing and were not interested in one-off fixtures. "YES, I enjoyed it; YES I want to do it again, NOW WILL YOU PLEASE FUCK ME?" I did. We settled down to get some sleep around 4am. At 9:30 my alarm sounded and at 9:50 I entered her again. I had her knees up against her breasts with her legs trapped by my arms because my hands were on either side of her head. I was vigorously pounding into her so that my groin was smacking against her labia. She climaxed, loudly. Pulling out of her, I turned her onto her stomach. She was very quiet as my finger explored the crevice between the cheeks of her soft buttocks and touched her rear entrance. I reached for the lube spray and applied a burst to her anus and my finger causing her to tense a little. She tensed a little more when my finger returned to her anus and pressed against the sphincter. I slowly applied a rotation to the pressure and was rewarded with a sigh as her sphincter opened and my finger was allowed to enter her. Slowly and gently I moved my finger in a circular motion as I finger fucked her anus, getting ever deeper inside her until at last I reached the inner sphincter. "Please, I've never had this done to me. It feels strange and I'm not sure about letting you do it." "I'll be slow and careful and the last thing I want to do is hurt you. Tell me if anything I do hurts you and you could also tell me if you like any particular part of what I do." I withdrew my finger, applied more lube to her open anal passage and then inserted two fingers into her. She sighed and moaned as I formed a hook with my fingers and pressed hard onto the membrane separating her anal canal and vagina. I removed my fingers from her bottom and waited until she'd recovered her composure and then I asked her to suck me until I came. As she sucked my cock into her mouth I told her that on the next occasion we had sex I wanted to put my cock where my fingers had just been so that I could enter her rectum. I asked her if she would allow that if I did it very slowly and used plenty of lubrication. She nodded and I came, she swallowed the lot without any fuss. Life was going to be very tiring from now on. We showered and went downstairs for food and rest. Eva and Donna were making Brunch and told us that Alf was fast asleep in bed. Donna said that he fell asleep the moment he finished fucking her and she hadn't had the heart to wake him. It was Eve who told us that he had done all right. He'd had both of them twice and not just quickies either. Edith said she should feel jealous because he never manages more than three times with her and that didn't occur often anyway. She asked them if I'd ever done anything to their bottoms and Donna laughed and said that she'd be disappointed if I didn't. She looked at me in a questioning way so I said that I'd only used my finger. Donna then told Edith that if she'd felt happy with that then she'd enjoy the real thing. After we'd eaten, Edith asked if we'd mind if she also went for a little nap. Of course we didn't mind and off she went to find her husband. We discussed the events of the past couple of days and agreed that we'd enjoyed having our guests. They were good company without the sex, but we all agreed that Edith's sex drive was a real bonus and we should discuss the situation with them this evening. During that evenings discussion Alf said that he'd also given the matter some thought and had come up with a plan we may like. He said that as they lived on their boat full time they could come and visit us twice a year and we could visit them on their boat twice a year. It would suit them best if they came to us during the winter parts of the year and we'd enjoy the summer weather on the boat much better than the cold damp periods. He was correct and we went for that. We exchanged mobile numbers and then went out for a meal. On our return, Alf asked if we'd be upset if we didn't have sex because they were worn out and needed to get some proper sleep before they set off tomorrow to meet up with Frank and Mary next week. No problem there but I did get my hands to Edith's soft buttocks to let her know what awaited her on our next meeting. The End |
Me and Milly had been fucking around for about a month now, we had had some good long sessions where I had actually stayed over and slept with her, sneaking around wasn’t too bad either. It had started to get harder as Julie was beginning to ask more questions about where I was. But they weren’t too difficult to fend off. But I didn’t know if I could do it for long. Mine and Milly’s relationship was also developing nicely too. She was sweet and loving, and when we went out of town to do things, we usually acted as a couple holding hands and kissing a lot and we got funny looks a lot, but that’s about it. She was also getting more expressive in the bedroom, and far more sexually aggressive then she was when we started out. She knew what she wanted, and could usually make me do it too her (which I was never going to complain about) We had got to the point where me fucking her up the ass was no longer good enough for her….well it was but you get what I mean. She wanted to try new things. So we had a chat, we were both pretty much ready to rip each others clothes off when I stopped her and spoke about it. My thinking is that we were both as horny as possible when we spoke about it we would get the best answers. So I asked. The first words that came out of her mouth shocked me a little. But she basically said she wanted a threesome, but with another woman. Apparently she always liked women but didn’t really think much off it. So there it was, both of our fantasies were the same. I always wanted to do it, but was never brave enough to ask Julie, and Milly was too young to even consider it. We began to chat about it, we were both up for it and wanted to do it soon. But we were in a strange situation. I was a older man fucking a schoolgirl, people frown on that. It wouldn’t be easy to find a woman we knew that would do it. That’s when Milly said something that I didn’t think I would ever hear her say. She said “What about Julie?” I was dumb struck. My first thought was no. Defiantly not, how could she suggest something like that. I knew Milly had a dirty mind, but not this much. Milly told me she once over heard a conversation between her and Zoë a while back about things they always wanted to try but never got the chance. A threesome was one of them. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. First about my wife always wanting a threesome, and about the fact that her little sister, my little fuck buddy wanted to have sex with her too. I must admit after my initial feelings it was a massive turn on. But I didn’t know if I really wanted what I had with Milly to be interrupted by involving my wife, who up to this point was pretty inexpressive in the bedroom. But it didn’t seem as though I had a choice as Milly told me she was going to start talking to her about things and slowly bringing her round too it. She seemed to think she could do it, as apparently in her younger days my wife was a bit of a slut before I met her. Milly would not take no for an answer and told me I didn’t have a choice (she said it with a knowing grin). I suppose I had to come to terms with the fact that it might happen. All Milly said I had to do was start fucking her again, getting her back into the swing of it, while obviously not forgetting about her. So over the course of the next few weeks I carried on as normal at home, only fucking Julie more. She seemed to be a lot happier with life too while this was going on. Getting more and more into it every time we did something, even trying to spice things up. I was exhausted though, I was working all hours, coming home and fucking Julie, then sneaking out to fuck Milly. Milly was the one thing that I was enjoying in it all. She was just so horny all the time, but as soon as she left the bedroom she became the same old little geek she always was. Unless you were me you wouldn’t know the difference in her. I had began to notice she was ringing Julie a lot more, and coming over to see her. This must have been part of her sexy plan, it was nice seeing them together spending time. They were becoming closer all the time too, and defiantly expressing more affection for each other (Hugs and kisses on the cheek) One day Milly came over and it turned out they had decided to go to a day spa together, clearly her idea to get them in less clothes to make each other comfortable. I don’t know if Julie was aware, but she certainly seemed to be enjoying more of her time with Milly. One day I came home from work and they were both in the kitchen chatting away, they clearly were talking about things they didn’t want me to hear, so I went upstairs and snuck into a place were I could hear them. When my hearing picked up what they were talking about I nearly fell over. Milly was telling Julie about this boy she had met and that they had already had sex (clearly me) . Too my surprise Julie was pleased for Milly and seemed to be encouraging what was going on. They chatted some more about it when Julie started talking about me. She said to Milly about me being more interested in the bedroom and stuff, she then told Milly exactly what I wanted to hear. She told her all about the threesome fantasy she wanted. Milly was listening and agreeing along with her, all the time trying to encourage more out of her. Julie was getting pretty wild with what she was talking about. Before the conversation was out Milly managed to slip in there that she wanted to try it with another woman too. Julie seemed too take it in her stride and told Milly to not miss out like she did and go for it. After this surprising conversation Milly left the kitchen and came upstairs to say bye too me. I told her I had heard the chat they had, and she said it was one of a few they had been having recently. Apparently she had been trying to make things more sexual between her and her sister to ease it in. It seemed to be working as they were both pretty open with each other, and the other day even had a shower together after the spa. The thought of that gave me an instant erection. As Milly was giving me a goodbye kiss she spotted my hard-on. Now there was nothing more than this girl liked than my cock, and it being hard with Julie in the house just seemed to make her worse. She stuck her hand down the front of my trousers and fumbled around for my cock. Didn’t take her long to find it, and despite my pleas she had it out in seconds. She then dropped to her knees and took it in her mouth. A feeling of horror came over me, but it was far outweighed by the pleasure this now expert little cocksucker was giving me. I could hear Julie moving about downstairs but nothing to suggest she was coming up. Milly was getting faster and faster, her head bobbing up and down at quite a speed, at the same time taking most of me in her mouth and throat. That’s when Julie shouted up the stairs for Milly. Milly didn’t seem to hear though as she kept going. All I could do was shout back “She’s in the toilet” Clearly Julie didn’t hear me and shouted again. Only this time she was at the bottom of the stairs. I was getting scared now, I was really close to cumming, but my wife was literally metres away calling for her little sister. Milly must of heard her shouting as she started playing with my ass. She knew if she did this I would cum almost instantly. Lucky she did because Julie started coming up the stairs at pretty much the same time I started to cum into Milly’s mouth. I must admit that the thrill of doing that made my orgasm pretty incredible. But with Julie coming up the stairs and me still with my cock in Milly’s mouth it was a little too close. Milly finished off and I popped my cock back into my sweats. Just at the second Julie opened the door. Milly jumped to her feet before she was seen, so all that remained was to explain why I was so hot, which I deflected by asking Julie to cook Milly some dinner too. That was too close a call, especially as Milly turned round and opened her mouth to show me there was still some cum in there. We went downstairs and had dinner and Julie took Milly home. After she got back she went for a shower and we got into bed. Julie then proceeded to tell me all about Milly getting a boyfriend and all the threesome stuff. I decided I should take the lead here and asked Julie if that’s something she ever wanted to try (knowing full well she did) She nodded coyly and told me it was her ultimate fantasy to do it with another woman and me, but she never wanted to say anything for fear of driving me away. But apparently her talking to Milly about it made her more confident. So there the situation was, all 3 of us knew that each wanted to try a threesome. Julie with me, and Milly with me. All that was left was for Julie and Milly to get on the same page and we would all be satisfied. That night me and Julie had sex and for the first time I was enjoying it again with her. I still couldn’t get Milly out of my head, but sex with Julie was defiantly nice again. About a month later Milly and Julie were pretty inseparable, spending loads of time together, and Milly was practically living with us, which suited me as Julie worked night shifts a lot of the time. Then came a conversation that would change all of our lives forever. We had finished dinner one evening and cleared up. Julie asked us to sit down at the table because we all needed to talk. Julie then spelled out that she knew something was going on with me and Milly. My heart sunk, but looking over to Milly she was calm and almost smiling while she listened. Julie explained that she suspected something for a while and it was only last month that it was confirmed. It seems she was outside the door the whole time listening to Milly give me a blowjob. Apparently she could hear the grunting from me and the sloppy noises from her. She also spied through the keyhole. I had a burning question though. Why hadn’t she said before? Why leave it this long. Milly had the answer to this. Apparently she confronted Milly that night about it and she admitted everything. They both were in tears apparently but Julie wasn’t angry in the end. She evidently saw it all as me teaching Milly to become a woman and not much harm was being done. Milly must have spun some lies to get her to believe this. But I could eventually breathe a sigh of relief. I asked both girls “what was going to happen now”, and Milly spoke up. “Well, since we all are here and it’s now out in the open what’s happened……” She paused for a while looking at us both “Why don’t we have that threesome that all of us want to try” I didn’t say a word, but Julie looked dumbstruck. She said back “How can we have a threesome, you’re my sister!!” in a quite aggressive tone. Milly said back “But we all want to do it, and well were all here. Plus sis, I kind of think it’s kinky to do it with your sister” Julie still looked dumbstruck. I don’t think she could quite believe what was coming out of her geeky little sisters’ mouth. Julie then spluttered “o ok” I couldn’t believe she said yes. Clearly Milly had worked some magic with her and got her on board. Pretty much the instant Julie agreed Milly stood up and walked over to her sister. She pulled out her chair and straddled her lap so they were face to face. Julie had on a yellow summer dress and strappy sandals, and Milly was wearing a similar red dress with red converse. They looked into each others eyes and Milly lent in for a kiss. Julie was hesitant at first, but when her lips met Milly’s all of the fear seemed to leave her body. They kissed softly at first, no tongues, just on the lips. With it getting slowly more passionate, until I spotted Milly slip in the tongue. They were kissing like lovers now until Julie broke it off. She looked at Milly and blushed “I didn’t think I would be in this position with my little sister” Julie seemed a little hesitant after this, but Milly soon put pay to that by kissing her again. Both girls were making moaning noises while they kissed. The image of this made me hard as a rock. I still lusted for Milly, but my wife was a hell of a turn on too. Milly got of Julie’s lap and came over to me, she then straddled my lap and kissed me. The thought of this girl whoring herself between the two of us was a turn on, and clearly a turn on for Julie too, as her eyes were fixed on us. I was going to use this to my advantage, and while we were kissing I grabbed Milly’s through her summer dress. I squeezed and kept an eye on Julie, who’s eyes were fixed on what my hands were doing. So I got bolder and lifted her skirt up and slipped my hands down the back of her pants. Julie now had opened her legs and was beginning to rub her pussy. Milly was still kissing me, and now she was starting to grind on my lap. I think what Milly really wanted to do was fuck me and have Julie watch, which I was more than happy to go along with. I think she was getting some kick out of being watched. Milly then stood up and pulled up her dress over her head. She was standing in front of me wearing a red lace bra and panty set. She looked incredible, as usual. The converse she was wearing too seemed to make her look even better. This spurred Julie on who jumped up and got in front of me too, she kissed Milly and then took her dress off too. She was wearing similar underwear but hers was yellow. My mind suddenly remembered it was the same underwear set as Milly was wearing the same time I fucked her. They then both started kissing while standing in front of me. This time there hands where wandering over each others semi naked bodies. Julie was grabbing Milly’s and Milly was grabbing Julie’s ample size boobs. They were a little smaller than Milly’s but for her age were still fairly perky. The kissing and groping intensified until they both stopped and looked at me. Then like they had one mind they came over and started pulling my clothes off. I was naked within seconds, and sitting on the chair with nothing but my hard cock standing tall. Milly took my hand and then Julies and led us upstairs to our bedroom. This would have been the first time I fucked Milly in here, as it felt wrong before. Not this time, not with Julie there helping out. We got into the room and Milly jumped on the bed pulling us with her. Me and Julie kissed, far more passionately than we have recently, she was clearly horny as hell. The girls also started stripping off, getting naked apart from Milly who kept her shoes on. Both of the girls then pushed me back and both started to lick my chest moving up to my head.. Then both started kissing each other in front of my face. This was a massive turn on and subconsciously I started to stroke my cock. I also tried to join in the kiss. They both straddled one of my legs each and were on all 4s. Suddenly I felt a hand bat mine off my cock and start to stroke it. I couldn’t tell who it was but it felt amazing. They were still kissing as i found out it was Milly stroking me, I should have guessed. They then both broke off the kiss and started licking there way down my body. They then both ended up at my cock, each looking at one an other. They kissed again, this time there chins just over the tip of my penis. They were teasing me, and I loved it. Milly then broke off the kiss and licked the tip of it, Julie did the same and then they both began to lick up and down the sides of my cock. The feeling was amazing, made even better by seeing my two women do it to me. Milly seemed the more sexually aggressive of the two, and she proved it when she opened her mouth and popped my cock inside. She then started bobbing up and down on it as Julie watched her. I think Julie didn’t know what to do, especially seeing her little sister suck my cock. I pulled her up to me and kissed her. My hands also wandered down to her pussy, which was already wet. I started playing with her clit as she lay beside me while kissing her. She was moaning in my mouth too so she clearly enjoyed it. All the while I could feel Milly getting faster and deeper on my cock, occasionally hearing her gag on it. Occasionally pulling off to catch her breath. She really was a pro at it now. Then she flipped her attention to Julie’s pussy that was next to my cock. She shifted over and kissed the bottom of her stomach. Softly she made her way down until she was at the top of her pussy. Julie made a gasp and suddenly Milly began kissing it all over. Licking the lips like they were sweets. Playing with her sisters’ pussy, teasing it, but never quote going for the clit. Julie was going wild kissing me. She loved the sensation clearly. He hips kept rising up to Milly’s mouth. But Milly was still teasing her. Julie’s nipples were rock hard too, and I could feel them rubbing on my chest. At that point Milly must have decided the teasing was over, and began to vigorously play with her clit. Julie let out a scream of pleasure that I had not heard for a while. She was licking it up and down, playing with the clit and occasionally working in a finger to her soaking wet pussy. It didn’t take Julie long to cum and when she did, her whole body tensed up. She grabbed me and started kissing me too with the orgasm. When she broke off the kiss she was breathing heavily and sweating a lot too. Milly got up and kissed her while on all 4’s. It was the sexiest thing I had ever seen, and just made me want to fuck Milly right there. So I did, I rubbed my hand on Julies pussy and then smothered my cock in her juice. I grabbed Milly and got round the back of her. So Julie was under us. I entered her, and began to pump. The girls were still kissing while I was fucking Milly. I couldn’t believe my luck. Julie began talking dirty too. Telling Milly “Fuck my husband you little slut, fuck him while you kiss your sister” It spurred Milly on as she began to bang back faster onto me. I was pretty close, but I wanted to carry on. So I told the girls to get into a 69 position with Milly ontop. Julie turned round and got under Milly’s pussy and my cock. She could see them sliding in and out and I had a glimpse of her face. I fucked Milly a bit longer then pulled out, I then put my cock into Julies mouth and let her suck for a while, cleaning off her little sisters pussy juice. I did this a few times and was nearly ready to cum. That’s when while fucking Milly I did. This time I decided to pull out and blow it all over the outside of her pussy. Doing this I coated it in cum and also managed to get some on Julies face. It was a pretty sight I can tell you. Then, out of no where, Julie stuffed her face into Milly’s pussy and began licking out the cum that was there. That action sent Milly over the edge too, and she started cumming. Julie was tasting us both when she was licking her little sister clean, cum was all over her face from me and it had a nice glaze from Milly. Milly slumped down onto her sister and rolled off. Getting up and laying next to her she looked up and said “Alan, can I stay here now? Can we be a nice little fuck family?” Julie lent in for a cum covered kiss and told her that the spare room could be hers. She also said they could share clothes now, as well as share me. I don’t know if my life could be more perfect than it was. It was pretty good at the moment. My little fuck toy living in the same house as me and my wife being ok with it. Milly moved in after a couple of days and I can tell it was going to be a good time in my life. |
I guess I should start this off with a little bit about myself. My name is Jason Stone, I’m about 5’ 8”, fairly well tanned with dirty blond hair and an athletic, muscular build. You should probably also know about my older sister Sydney. She’s 16 and absolutely, drop dead gorgeous! She stopped growing at about 5’ 4”, she has the same dirty blond hair that I do, blue eyes that you could lose yourself in in... well, the blink of an eye! She has legs that go on forever and hips and an ass that scream for attention every time she’s around. And topping it all off is a pair of 34C cup breasts. My sister and I only being a year apart in age, were inevitably close in our relationship. We had our fights of course, but we always hurried to clear it all up and we’d be the best of friends again by the end of the day. We’d come to each other with all of our problems, we’d hang out together and just have an all around good time with each other! There was one day, however, that took all of that to the next level... It was getting close to Christmas break and we were both looking forward to the break from school with much enthusiasm. It had been a pretty hard semester academically and we could both use the down time to just get away from it all. But before we got to the break, we had a week and a half left of school. I had just gotten home from school and was upstairs in my room getting a jump on my homework so I could put it all behind me for the day. My sister and I usually get home at different times because she has cheerleading practice right after school. My parents both work till at least seven in the evening and don’t get home till around seven thirty. So I basically had full run of the house for about 2 hours every day which is something I always took advantage of. “There!” I said, tossing my pencil down on my desk. “Finally done.” I had just finished the last math problem of my last sheet of homework and was thrilled to see I still had forty-five minutes left before Sydney got home. Delighted, I grabbed my laptop and pulled up my favorite porn sites. As I flicked through all the images, I started to get more and more aroused. I won’t say that I’m the most well endowed man on the face of the planet, but my cock is pretty decent sized for my age coming in at about 7 inches long and 3 inches thick. As I kept looking at my screen, I gradually pulled my cock out and wrapped my fingers around it, starting to pump slowly. I was really beginning to enjoy myself and I started pumping faster and faster. My breath was getting real ragged as I kept beating my member closer and closer to the edge... “Hey Jason? I’m h-... oh shit!” exclaimed my sister. I looked up and sure enough, there was Sydney standing in my door way with her moth wide open and eyes wide in shock as she saw my large dick slowly deflating. We both stared at each other for what seemed like eternity. I wanted to melt into nothingness at the thought that I had just been busted by my sister. “Uhm... it started... snowing so they told everyone to go on home early...” Sydney explained. With that she quickly turned and ran away, face beet red. I listened and heard her footsteps going quickly to her room, then I heard her door shut. I was still laying there in complete shock at what had just happened. I was so embarrassed that I just stayed in my room for the rest of the afternoon till it was almost dinner time. Then I got up, made sure I had all my clothes on and headed out my room, down to the kitchen to fix myself some dinner. Sydney was in the living room watching some girly flick on TV and didn’t even look my way when I walked towards the kitchen. I fixed myself some dinner and ate it quietly at the dinner table. The rest of the evening was awkward to say the least. We both tried to avoid any sort of confrontation till finally it was time for bed. My parents had gotten home a couple of hours before and had pretty much just eaten a late dinner and went straight to bed. We could tell they were both tired from their work days. I quickly showered and got ready for bed and then promptly slipped into my covers and tried to sleep. ~~~~~~~~~~ It was about 11:00 P.M. when a noise woke me up. I sat up groggily and rubbed my eyes, then looked at the clock and realized what time it was. Then I heard it again! Faintly, at the very edge of my hearing... I could have sworn I heard a slight moan! My curiosity piqued, I climbed out of bed, eased my door open and peeked my head out into the hall way. This time I was sure that I heard low moaning coming from my sister’s room! I don’t know what made me step closer towards her door, but I just couldn’t seem to walk away... I HAD to see what was going on in there! I kept stepping closer to the door till finally I was there. I very gently turned the door knob and slightly pushed the door open, being extremely careful to not make the slightest noise. After what seemed like an eternity of sneaking across the hallway to my sister’s room, my eyes (and my cock for that matter) were greatly rewarded by the most astonishing sight I had ever seen! Sydney was laying on her bed without a stitch of clothing on! Her legs were spread open and I noticed her crotch was extremely wet. She had two fingers buried deep inside her while her other hand was rubbing her clit in slow, big circles. I watched as my sister pleasured herself, chest heaving, with her fingers. With every gasp or breath, her gorgeous breasts would rise and fall without the slightest droop! Her eyes were closed in concentration as she tried to push herself up and over the edge of climax. “Hmmmm Jason...” My heart froze. Did she really just say what I though she said?! My sister masturbating was hot enough! But now I knew that it was images of ME that she was masturbating to! She kept moaning my name and sliding her fingers in and out of her wet, juicy cunt faster and faster. I slowly pulled my cock out of my boxers and started jacking off right there in the hallway as I watched my sister intently. Her moans started to rise in pitch and urgency and I sensed that she was close to cumming. Then finally, she shoved three fingers up her pussy, pinched her clit and moaned out loudly “Oh god Jason fuck me... oh fuuuuucckkkkkk meeeeeeee!!!!!!” Then she shrieked so loud I thought she would wake our parents downstairs and collapsed down in a heap of heavy breathing as she rode out the last waves of what I was sure was a massive orgasm. I slowed down my pumping on my cock just before I started cumming, realizing that my sister could look up and see me at any point. I quietly shut her door and just as silently, moved across the hall into my room and closed my door. “Holy shit!” I thought as I quickly ripped my boxers off and layed down on my back on my bed as I quickly resumed beating my cock faster and faster. I thought of Sydney sprawled out on her bed masturbating to me... Then an image of me on top of her ran through my mind... “Oh god!” I said as cum started spewing forth from the tip of my dick. Spurt after spurt shot out of my prick and landed all over my stomach and chest. I had never cum so much in my life! I was still breathing hard after several seconds had passed. I wiped myself off with my boxers and discarded them in the dirty laundry hamper. I then crawled into bed, deciding to sleep in the nude tonight, and fell into a deep, restful sleep... Part two coming up! |
I'm a senior at a catholic high school. Sheltered, I bet you're thinking. Maybe, maybe not. Who cares. What really matters is the short-as-hell skirts, right? I'm a pretty cool guy. I get along with just about every type of kid in our class. But that doesnt make me blind. All the skanks in school wear the skirt so insanely high you could probably see their pussies if you tried hard enough. But I think that's what they want. Dana was probably the biggest slut at our school. She was the town bicycle, y'know? Unfortunately, the only time i see her is 3rd period, is Microsoft Office class... where basically all we do is spin around in our wheelie chairs for 45 minutes. Which also means we have no desks to cover up in case of emergency. None of Dana's other slutty friends are in this class with her, so she just sits around the "hot" guys. She's always groping them and such, but it seems like they didn't want her. She was very gorgeous, her face was beautiful, some nice perky tits... not big... but not small, and ass that would make a gay guy look twice. I think it's bvecause they knew her reputation. Well of course it was one boring day in MS Office. I walked in pretty early like i usually do and sat down to turn on my computer. Not much later, Dana came flaunting in and was talking to the teacher for a little bit. I couldnt help to stare at her. Dave, the guy who sits next to me noticed me looking and chuckled. I looked over at him, and we both gave a deviate smile to eachother. i turned around and logged on. The computers are slow as hell, so i spun back around. I sit right at the corner of 2 tables, so when i turn around I'm basically looking right down an alley of computers, which is conveniently where she sits. I noticed that still not many people were in the room. I was plainly staring around the room and i noticed her letting her soft blond hair down, turned away from me. By an act of God, the hairpin fell from her hand down onto the floor. It seemed like it was in slow motion as she bent over to pick it up. My mouth was wide opne, staring until Dave smacked me in the arm. He whispered to me "Cut it out, she's gonna notice!". I smirked and whispered back, "Hell if I care.". The bell rang and we got into class. About 5 minutes in, I looked as if I were staring at my screen, but the tape just playing back in my head. I kept seeing her softly bend over so innocently. I could'nt help but getting hard in a few short seconds. I came back to reality when I head Chris, another guy that sits next to me, tell me to watch something. We always watch crazy videos of car crashes and shit in class. I was'nt really watching the video though... the same thing kept going on in my head. Often Dana would come over to my computer and ask me stuff about what and how we did the stuff we were doing in class. I'm pretty smart in that class, and i guess you could say im the go-to guy. Well, this day she came over and leaned over my shoulder like she usually did. I quickly tried to cover up and scrambled around. She asked me some question but I felt myself turning red and just said "I dunno." I could tell she knew I was lieing. She quickly replied with "You don't know? Oh c'mon you know everything about this stuff!". She stood behind me with her arms crossed. I still sat there, looking at my computer screen, flushed. I tried to act cool in the situation and brought myself to think she wouldn't notice the bulge. I spun my chair around and looked up at her. I just said "Hey, I don''t know this stuff, I'm sorry... I haven't been paying attention the last few days.". I could tell she noticed. Her eyes were trailing down from mine, to my crotch. I felt myself getting even more flushed, and I spun my chair back around at my computer. I did tell her the truth though, I hadnt been paying attention and I had no idea what we were doing in class. A few minutes later, she sent me an IM on my computer (yes, we also get on AIM in class...I think you can tell we dont do much work). It read "Guys Bathroom, ASAP". Yeah, holy shit. She was a slut, but I didn't care... she was HOT. I came around to myself and got up the courage to go. She was already missing from the classroom. I didn't noticed if anyone saw the bulge in my pants, I didn't really care. I half-ran to the boys bathroom right down the hall and I saw her in there waiting, her arms crossed. All she said was "What took ya so long?" I couldn't even answer. She walked over to me and grabbed my arm. She threw me into one of the stalls and she walked in with me. I sat down on the toilet and she got on her knees in front of me. I was in complete awe. She looked up at me with the sexiest look on her face, but I could only stare with my mouth wide open. She unzipped me and pulled out my full cock. It was 7" and I knew shes had bigger. She started licking the full length. My body quivered. Her cute blue eyes innocently looked up at me as she worked me up. She brought her hand up and started stroking me as she began to lick my nuts. I sighed very loudly. A few seconds later she stopped and stood up. She lifted off her sweater and unbuttoned her blouse. The slut wasn't wearing a bra, so instantly I saw her cute tits that I had wanted for so long. She got back down on her knees and put her mouth around my head. I moaned a little and she flicked it with her tongue. After that, she started moving her head down. Slwoly, I saw her ease the full length all the way into her. Her nose was tight up against my skin and she kept it there for about 5 seconds. After, she eased her head back up and off my cock. She gazed at me and breathed out heavily. She wiped off her mouth, and went back onto me. She was moving her up and down along me. I intently watched her every move. She was moving her head around and flicking the shaft with her tongue. She started going faster, bracing her hands on my thighs. I kept watching her, I sifted my hand through her silky blond hair and she looked up at me, with a mouth full of cock. It was the sexiest thing I had ever seen. I heard a muffled chuckle come out of her and she looked back down onto her mission. She went faster, and deeper. I could feel myself building up. I started jolting my hips up into her to get it all the way into her. She started grunting and panting with each gulp. She took her head off of me and and told me to stand up. There wasnt much room in the stall, but I was standing there holding the top of the stall door as she was on her knees in front of me, wanting my cum. I put my one hand on the back of her head and pushed her deep onto me. "Fuck, I'm cumming..." I said as I took my hand off of her. She quickly took her head off of me and stuck her chest out in front of my cock. She started to stroke me vigorously until I couldn't hold it anymore. I felt myself twitch and I shoot a load right in between her tits. She took my cock in her hand and put it in beween her two tits and rubbed it with them. I kept shooting streams up onto her neck and chin, as my dick glided in between her fantastic breasts. She got up and collected herself and smiled over at me. The only thing she said to me as she walked out was, "This doesnt change anything between us!" She winked... and walked out. |
I was running late that day. I had packed everything I thought I needed for the trip. I packed two pair of skimpy jean shorts, one Lulu Lemon* workout pair and a well worn, faded pair of blue jeans. Starting from our small home town in Oklahoma, my best friend, Erin and I were heading off on a road trip to California, We were just a couple small town, na?ve, farm girls. We were still innocent then. No worries at all. Let me start by describing ourselves. My name is Amy. I am 21 years old. I have run all my life. My 5?3? frame is very small and petite. I have d cup breasts which look great with my washboard flat stomach. They stick out erect and firm. When my nipples protrude, you can see them clearly jutting out of my overly tight t-shirts I usually sport. My long, straight blond hair falls down to my ass. My ass is my best feature. When I stand or bend over, guys tell me I have the best ass they have ever seen in jeans. I have large baby blue eyes and nice firm luscious lips. I am sometimes accused of being a flirt or tease the way I stare at people. I always get what I want. My friend Erin (18) is kind of like me. She has long brown hair to her ass and is 5?9? tall. Her medium size tits and rounded ass make her look fucking hot. She also works out and doesn?t have an ounce of fat on her. You can see from her long firm legs and arms, that she is tight. You could bounce a quarter off her stomach and catch it. Erin?s legs are so long they seemed to go on forever. When she wears heels, the definition in her calves even turns me on. She walks down the street in her shorts and constantly gets cat calls and howls from men and women. Sometimes, guys even tell her that they fantasize about her and jerk off. For our trip we were taking her convertible Mustang. It was about 6 years old so it should make the 1400 or so mile journey no problem. We had planned on staying a few weeks seeing we were both taking some time off. , It was a hot day, probably 90 degrees with no wind. I wore a really small white cotton sundress, size 2. This dress barely covered the bottom part of my ass. I bought it when I was in Mexico last year, for $5.00. It was very light with spaghetti straps. The designs around the bottom and top were hand sewn in a Mayan pattern. The middle waist area of the dress hugged my very petite waist; I looked like a sexy little hour glass. I wore a teeny weenie white string bikini under the dress which had double flimsy strings on each side holding the front and rear patches together. I also like jewelry. My belly button is pierced and I wore two thin ankle charm bracelets. I wore an old pair of brown well worn cowboy boots on my feet. Erin doesn?t like dresses as much. She was dressed in her favorite pair of well worn old faded Guess* blue jean shorts. They were short but not slutty short. They sat just above her pubic bone down to just below as to not show any ?bottom bum?. I swear the seams up the sides were so worn they would tear if even slightly pulled. They had 3 buttons up the front to close them and she would always wear them with the first button with the front of her shorts folded over showing off her lacy white boy panties underneath. On top she wore a tight white t-shirt with a blue bull?s eye right between her breasts. Her tits were so firm she didn?t need a bra. She wore little runners and white socks with pomp pomps. She had her clit pierced with two studs and a tramp stamp of a devil?s tail. She liked to think she was kind of a nasty bad girl. She wore her hair that day in two tight French braids. We let the top down on the car; I put my feet up on the dash and let the wind flow up my legs and mess up my hair. The hot air turned me on. We drove until midnight on that first night. Along the Interstate we chugged beers and smoked a bit of pot. We stopped for gas in a small town that I can?t remember the name of. There was a gas station, a corner store, and a bar on the corner. The bar was old with the door and windows all blacked out. A few motorcycles were parked outside with a jacked up blue four by four. We both didn?t realize, really how much shit we had ingested until we stopped. We were a little unstable on our feet. Erin wanted another beer so she told me to gas up and said she was going over to check out the bar for a quick drink. I told her I was tired and would gas up and then take a quick power nap while she was in there. I told her I would come in and grab her in about ? hour. The irony now of the ?grab her? reference would soon make sense. She was grabbed?over and over. I gassed up and went for a nap at the side of the bar in the car. I awoke and looked at my watch. I was startled to realize I had been sleeping for almost 2 hours. I heard loud cheering coming from inside the bar. I couldn?t see in. It sounded like a really good party though so I decided to check it out. I was unaware of what had happened and what was still transpiring?. When Erin had entered the bar, she didn?t know that she had entered the wrong bar. It was a ?mens? night there and it was full of horny good old boys and oil workers. They were all off for the weekend and watching, of all things, mud wrestling. Once she got the picture of what kind of place this was, Erin turned around to leave, but 2 men immediately blocked the door. She didn?t have a chance against 45 or so men. It seemed these men hadn?t had sex or got off in a week. The show made them that much hornier. Erin could see bulges in their pants. One guy, large guy, way over 6 feet tall, grabbed her wrist and pulled her over to the pool table. He handed her a cue and told her to shoot. Every time she bent over to make a shot, men would come up behind her and fondle, spank or squeeze her ass, really hard. Bending over made the backside of her shorts separate from her waist just slightly. She felt a hand reach down and slowly finger her ass and slide back out. Another man poured a beer down her backside. She was spanked and had the rear pockets ripped off her shorts forcefully. She turned around meaning to fight back, now with cue in her hands; she could use it as a weapon. The tall man was right in her face. She smacked him and told him she was leaving. A group of horny men came over and grabbed her wrists, the pool cue dropping to the floor. They tied her wrists and hands above her head to a set of overhead lights. Erin was trapped and helpless, dangling with her feet barely touching the ground. She looked like a sad deer in the headlights. It seemed she was a trophy buck or ?fuck? to the guys, even hearing someone comment on ?mounting her?. She hung there like a prized piece of meat. Her long tanned legs dangled and perky breasts needed lots of attention. Every inch of her body was about to be licked, pinched, fucked or cummed on and in. She was to be taught a very serious lesson for entering the wrong bar! About 10 horny as hell guys surrounded her with hard cocks. She felt them pressing against her. A few guys would kiss her while others poured beer down her t-shirt and lick it off her. Her firm tits showed through the beer stained fabric. Many men groped and squeezed them. She cried out and moaned depending on the firmness of the grope. She felt hands slide down the rear of her shorts and squeeze her tight ass cheeks. A guy in front rubbed against her and grabbed the sides of her shorts. He pulled her tight towards him in a dry fucking manner. The side stitching stretched, tore and then gave way. Many hands reached up the sides of the now seamless jean shorts and grabbed at her panties. They were torn immediately into many pieces and thrown on the pool table. Erin was untied and carried to the long cold wooden beat up bar. She was pinned down on it. Her ankles and wrists were held so tight. She bucked and wriggled, only able to move her mid torso. It turned the men on, as her back arched up and tight ass and hips bucked and wiggled up and down. She grunted and moaned and begged to be let go. A silver cold knife was used by someone to touch her stomach under her beer soaked t-shirt. She could hear the cutting of the fabric. The shirt fell to pieces around her. Everyone cheered, and guys grabbed and sucked those round firm tits. They begged for it. One guy knelt on the bar and shoved his 9 inch cock down her throat, fucking her face, hard, long deep strokes. She choked on it, struggling to breath, gagging. When he was ready, he plugged her nose to make sure she swallowed. She could feel hot cum on her face and in her hair. Her braids pulled and soaked with cum. They were cruel. She was face fucked hard with the cocks going down her throat one after the other. Her tits were being stimulated and this made her want to cum. She wouldn?t give in. Load after load of cum was forced into her mouth. She gagged each time, but the onslaught was relentless. The guys were horny and gross. They pulled off her shoes and socks and she could feel hands really tight holding her ankles. They were actually using her feet to jerk some of them off. She felt the warm cum of many men running down the top of her feet. Erin was shirtless, shoeless and only wore tattered, torn jean shorts now. The men started pouring shots on her stomach and lining up taking turns sucking alcohol off her tits and stomach. The more the booze was poured on, the further it traveled down to her pussy. The front of her jean shorts were soaked in booze. A hand grabbed the front of them and tore them right off. Like a frenzied animal the man tore her shorts into pieces and called her a fucking tease. She was grabbed by her hips, flipped face down. An enormous cock jammed into her pussy; it hurt, she let out a whimper. She was wet from all the attention and the giant cock slid in and out easy, gathering momentum, moving faster and faster. People gathered closely and pulled out their cocks. Cum from all over rained on her face, hair and tits. Erin knew the guy was ready to cum as his cock had gotten extremely hard and he was starting to grunt. The warm cum filled her inside. As he came he squeezed her hip so hard it made her cry. When I entered the bar somewhat reluctantly, I saw a large group of males in the corner. They were in a semi-circle around something they were very interested in it appeared? I went to the bar area and asked the bartender where my friend was. He pointed over to the guys and said she was over there. I looked down at the floor as my foot stuck to it. On the ground were loads of semen and a torn and tattered pair of jean shorts. The jean shorts looked like they had been torn about 20 times in all directions. The shorts were wet from cum and smelled like beer. The buttons up the front were all popped or torn off except for one of them. I recognized them as Erin?s. Obviously, from the condition of them, it was clear she had them forcefully ripped off her precious body against her will. I could hear her above the music screaming and crying. I imagined she was probably fucked by all these guys at least once while I was sleeping in the car. I had let her down. Her body would be destroyed by these animals. There was surely a baby seed in her, but from who in this bar? It was if a pin dropped. Everything stopped. All the men turned and looked at me. Half of them had their cocks out and were jerking off. Others were completely naked; others still clothed, all had erections that needed to be relieved. Were they going to do that on me? I went to run, but cum, beer and her destroyed shorts under my cowboy boots made me slip and fall. The men gathered around me. I was picked up from behind and held suspended off the ground. Many hands grabbed and tore my dress off like it was a dry paper bag. Cocks from every angle rubbed against my athletic body. They were wet and horny cocks. They made my legs shiny with pre cum. I lost my boots as I struggled, being held up in the air. They were passed around and jerked off in by numerous guys. Hands groped under my little bathing suit. Both pieces were ripped off my body with little effort. A hand from behind groped my ass and went up it. These guys were rough. I was grabbed by the ankles and wrists and tilted face down about 3 feet off the bar floor. Their hands forcefully spread my ankles wide. A large wet cock entered my asshole from behind and pumped me hard. It hurt so much I couldn?t help it. I cried out! It hurt so much; it felt like my ass was on fire! I couldn?t think, all I could feel was this intense agony in my ass. I tried to relax my butt muscles to make it less painful, but he was just too big! This guy was so huge, he got his hands completely around my waist. I felt like a defenseless little rag doll being fucked by maniacs. They threw me around and had their way with me. I lost track of time. I was passed and thrown around relentlessly. I tried not to but came several times. Some of them knew when they got me off as I scream loud when I cum. The worst fucking was when I was doubled by two large cocks and bent over for a third in my mouth. They worked me over, I tried to block it out, I was cum in so many times. Hands clawed and squeezed my tits. I was passed around and around going through at least 20 guys. When they were done with me I was a glistening cum filled, cum covered mess. It looked as if I had been swimming in the water. My pussy and ass had been worked over hard. I was bruised and bleeding. I had bite marks and scratches all over. They abused me more than Erin. I feel like I deserved it though, I deserted my friend in there. When the guys had had enough of Erin and me, we were taken into the back. There was a scummy, walk-in shower. Five naked men with hard cocks took us in there, soaped and cleaned us up. Erin couldn?t even walk from all the fucking. She lay exhausted on the floor. Before they finally let us go, the five guys pinned me against the glass wall of the shower and took turns fucking my ass and pussy. They went to town back there. I was sore all over though. I couldn?t feel my feet. My legs and knees were buckling beneath me. I blacked out. When we woke up we were in our car in a totally different town. We were both naked under a blanket, battered and bruised. We weren?t aware what town or bar we had been in. We couldn?t do anything. We couldn?t remember anything specific, only a blur of faces and cocks. We didn?t know what to do so we continued on our trip without another word about it until now. Be careful all you women out there, don?t go into strange bars? you never know what kind of experience is lurking behind the door. *trademark Respond-what did you like about the story? Was one girl your favorite and why? What girl or outfit was better? |
*This is a re write of the first story I published over a month ago. I have added paragrapahs to make it easier to read and changed or added a bit. Thanks for reading my other stuff. We were going to attend the mosh pit extravaganza concert in Detroit. Little did we know it would be a huge mistake attending the concert. Our lives would be changed forever. Let me describe myself. My name is Brittney. I exercise everyday and am about 5'2" and 100 pounds soaking wet with rocks in my pocket. My tanned legs and bumble bee bum make guys whistle and pay attention to me all the time. I have long blond curly hair past my waist and am completely tanned with a six pack and smooth as a baby. Not bad for a 19 year old girl. That makes many girls jealous of me. My friend Jen is 21 and just about six feet tall. She has long brown hair and works out like crazy. She is thin and has a stomach to die for. Her firm tits stand at attention and love it! She never hardly wears a bra. My friend Jen and I were so excited. We waited months to buy tickets for the concert. She came to my house that afternoon and we had to decide what to wear to the concert. I decided to wear a really small pair of faded blue jean Guess shorts I had owned for years. They were like my security blanket. I wore them almost every warm day. They were starting to wear and the fabric was failing. They were just a bit inappropriately short and frayed on the bottoms. By inappropriate I mean not long. They barely covered my lower round ass cheeks. From in seem to top they were probably only 6 inches. I had little slits up the side seems to show off a bit of my tanned legs and get boys horny. Under them I wore little white lacy boy shorts. For a top I wore a white t-shirt over a white string bikini. I had on brown well worn cowboy boots and a cowboy hat. Jen jokingly said to me that dressing like that would cause trouble. Jen didn't like to show off as much skin, but she should have with a long tall tan slender body like hers. She decided to wear light blue denim jeans that were torn horizontally everywhere. That's the new style. She had on little white socks and runners. For a top she wore a spaghetti string cotton tee shirt. She wore no bra underneath as her firm tits stood out like little mountains. They did not sag. Even I was envious of that. On the way to the concert we drank a few beers and mixed some shots in the car. Jen started to get a little too wasted and I told her to slow down. When we got to the concert; it was packed. We made our way down to the mosh pit area and it seemed guys parted the sea and made way for us. The music started playing and was super loud. As the night went on we drank some more and at a few points I could tell drunken guys were eyeing us up and undressing us with their thoughts. At one point I could feel hands grabbing and rubbing at my ass. A few smacks even came my way. I kind of enjoyed it until later. Hands grasped and pinched my hard tight ass. The odd set of fingers slipped down the waist of my shorter than short jean shorts. By about eleven pm Jen was wasted. She couldn't even stand. That's when the trouble began. A group of drunken guys surrounded her and groped her like crazy through her clothes. She was unable to stand by now. One larger guy held her up. The others pinched and pawed at her breasts and ass on top of and under her clothes. A guy put his hands under her shirt and squeezed her firm tits hard. She cried out. He then went to work twisting and tweaking her hard pointy little nipples. I knew she orgasmed twice from this attention by the look on her face. She had once told me that whenever she orgasms she bites her lower lip and her eyes roll upwards. I watched this happen twice as they played with her body. I tried to get to her but a wall of beer breath smelling guys blocked me. I did not have a chance of getting close to her. They were stacked in tight waiting for their turn. Guys behind me during this were rubbing and pinching my ass. My hair was being pulled and hands reached around my front and grasped at my tits. I watched as Jen was lifted forcefully up onto the sea of grasping squeezing hands and started floating. She was so drunk she couldn't keep her head up. Her mostly limp drunken body was passed across the crowd. It was made up of drunk mostly horny men and some women. I thought it would be ok but it turned bad. At first hands touched her everywhere and then her clothes started to be removed. Jen tried to resist with minimal effort but large number of hands grabbed her wrists and legs and held her while she was groped everywhere. Some hands rubbed gently. All over her private parts. Others grabbed and tried to tear at whatever they could grasp. I saw her head turn towards me. She looked helpless and in a drug crazed daze. I saw her first lose a shoe, then the other. People fought over untying her little white laces. When the shoes came off they were thrown far into the large crowd. She would never get them back. I almost swore she had an orgasm from the attention. As she was surfed around her socks were yanked off. All the hands engulfed her and I could see people shouting and cheering and yelling to strip her. A group of people held her still for a moment. Suspended in the air by her waist (securing her by her belt above her ass and hoisting her face up into the air). A bunch of hands, probably 20 or more clawed at her jeans. The tears in them gave way easily. It was weird, I could see them being torn from her ankles up. The denim slowly disappeared. Pieces of torn shredded denim were held like trophy pieces. The more that was torn off, the more excited the drunken crowd became. The crowd thought it was a game slowly taking more and more denim as the tears would see fit. Then they were torn off in a frenzy into little and I mean little shorts. The remaining denim she wore only covered her ass barely, and had the seem still connected under her crotch area. Fingers felt up her legs and I'm sure people were finger fucking her. I could see her moaning and I was sure fingers in droves took turns entering her asshole and pussy. Drunken men smelled for pussy on their hands. She wiggled to get away but was held as if suspended. The crowd roared more and the frenzy continued. She was passed around for not more than five minutes after that. Her only protection was a skimpy tattered remaining fabric of small jean shorts and a bathing suit underneath. The shorts were tugged at relentlessly and they were going to come off. Eventually her remaining "little shorts" were torn right off. All that remained was a small black bathing suit with strings on each side holding it on her. The bottoms barely covered her ass and front, both by little triangles of fabric. The frenzy of hands then went for her top. It was like she wore paper. He spaghetti strap top was pulled five ways and tore easily. Her wrists being held by people to prevent her from trying to fight back. Her luscious hard perky breasts showed. Males grabbed and pinched and squeezed them. They hardly moved. A sea of hands then massaged them along with her flat stomach. Eventually the odd girl in the group took part. All she had on now was the tiny bikini bottoms. Some girls grabbed the little strings and tugged on them. The weak single strings on each side released. She was immediately flipped over face down to the crowd and guys grabbed and sucked her tits while her ass was raised up in the air. Guys clammered and fought each other to lick her pussy and asshole. She was lowered to the ground in the mosh pit and at least 30 people had their way with her. I could see them pumping away on her body taking turns. Some guys came in seconds in her. Others had their way for minutes in her pussy and asshole. A lineup had formed. She took large and small loads of cum. Everywhere. Her mouth, ass and pussy. As I tried to get near her to do I don't know what, a group of five guys lifted me. It was going to be my turn. I tried to fight but was easily overpowered by them. I know they wanted to see my naked body and have their way with me. I was a little excited but somewhat scared. My clothes didn't last nearly as long as poor Jens did when she was forced to crowd surf. The hands grabbed at my cowboy boots and they were gone in no time. Pulled right off. The sea of hands continued up my tanned firm legs like a wave. Some squeezing others massaging me. I didn't know how many people tugged and grabbed at my shorts. I heard guys screaming that they wanted to see that sweet ass under the denim. I was on the big video screen. I tried to hold on to my shorts but too many hands grabbed the pockets, seems and belt loops. I didn't expect them to last the animalistic tugging. The denim lasted only for about a minute. Afterall the shorts were old, faded and the fabric weakened from repeated washing and sitting out in the bright summer sun. I could hear guys saying that a girl who dressed in jean shorts like that should get it hard! With that my sexy cutoff $120 Guess jean shorts were pulled and yanked off by sheer force down my legs. They went into the crowd. I watched guys fight over them like a trophy. I saw a group around them cuming all over them and in their pockets. They were rubbed on horny hard dicks and violated. I think they kept my boy shorts on for awhile to tease me. I was getting a bit wet and had orgasmed twice from all the groping. I think the frenzied animals in the mosh pit could smell pussy. That was the fabric protecting my body from being ravaged. I had never had my ass squeezed and pinched and fondled so much in my life. A finger even stretched the fabric and entered my ass. It felt good. It went way up. A lot of hands reached up under my shirt and destroyed my bra. It was ripped from under my shirt. Once that was gone the shirt was attacked Someone grabbed the round collar and tore it right off my back. As I was surfed around some pervert decided to have the panties. Off they came. His wet sweaty hands slid up the sides of my tembling legs and grasped both sides of the cotton. I screamed for him to keep them on. That did not help. They were pulled down my legs slowly again spurring the crowd on to roar loudly in approval. At least they were kept in one piece I thought to myself. Fingers poked and massaged my ass and crotch area. I was eventually thrown to the ground and a group of guys surrounded my. Two guys picked me up and started DP'ing me. Other guys held my wrists so I could not move. I was sprayed with beer and many men tried to kiss me or lick my face. This went on for it seemed like hours. Large cocks pounded my cunt and ass at the same time. They pushed so deep it hurt. Several times I blacked out from the sheer pounding. I could always tell when they came though. Warm spray filled my insides and I was then passed on to the next set of guys. This happened about ten times. I had received so much cum it dripped down the inside of my tired and trembling legs. I was even pinned down a few times. A guy or group would hold my wrists and people would spread my legs wide by the ankles. A line of guys would take turns pumping my tight little pussy full of baby juice. A few even flipped me over. Again I was held down. My face and hair getting dirty from sweat and dirt on the concert grounds. On cock made me scream when its large pre cum dripping head poked at my tight little asshole. Down came the mans weight jamming it deep and far into my ass. It must have stretched it. I am guessing he shoved a good ten inches into me. A few minutes of thrusts and then a warm load was blasted into my violated asshole. Eventually my shorts and a ripped and tattered t-shirt made it back to me somehow. I put them on, but they were soaked in cum. Probably 150 guys had used my clothes as a cum depository. I figure at least 90 guys had their way with me in the mosh pit. I slid the vile cold wet shorts back on and imagined all the saturated gooey cum on them trying to make its way to my pussy. I looked over and saw poor Jen. She was lying on the ground and it was completely soaked around her. There was cum everywhere. She lay there looking up at me whimpering and gargling. She coughed cum out of her mouth a few times. She wore no clothing. She had been completely stripped like me and violated repeteadly. She was covered in hickies and bruises everywhere. A girl nearby gave me an extra t shirt for her. I put it on and I helped her up to her feet . We got the hell out of there. We would think next time about attending another concert! |
"Drowning her sorrows in ... butterbeer?" Fred said over her shoulder. "Is that pathetic or sweet?" "Sweet," decided George over her other shoulder, a playful angel to Fred's smirking imp. "But it's going to take her some time that way. Sorrows don't sink very fast in butterbeer, do they?" "Nah. Sugar-to-alcohol ratio is the wrong way around." "Who's saying I have any sorrows to drown?" she snapped, her head whipping from side to side as she tried to glare equally at both of them. God, the one night she really wanted to be alone and she had to be discovered by these two. "Let's see. Night of the second anniversary of U-No-Poo's demise. Every other witch and wizard, including your best mates, out in the streets or filling up the big taverns, or on the way to the Burrow for the celebration. And here you are in the best-hidden cranny of the smallest pub on Diagon Alley, hiding with your nose in a book about ..." George squatted down to take a look at the book's spine. "A Comprehensive History of the Upkeep of House-Elves in the Smaller, Middle Class Household," he quoted, and grinned as he opened the book to her page again. "Well, that is just a wee bit pathetic." "As it so happens, this book, which I'm reading as background material for my current Department of Magical Law Enforcement report, has a very interesting final chapter -- touching upon the socioeconomic aspect of the origins of the cloth-giving tradition," she ended in one rushed breath, sticking her chin up. Fred gave a soft whistle. "There's a good, grown-up word, George. Thesocioeconomicaspectoftheoriginsofthe-- er..." "--oftheoriginsoftheclothgivingtradition, Fred. Pay attention." They smirked at each other, then at her, shook their heads, and sat down on either side of her. "Hermione, love. You can tell us." "What?" "Why you're not with Harry, Ron and the rest. Nor, for that matter, with your parents, as Fleur says you'd told her." She cringed at the stray thought that they might have guessed at her reason, which she felt was indeed a rather pathetic one, but covered her discomfort with a put-upon sigh. "There is no big why. You aren't with the rest either, and do I pester you for your mysterious reasons?" "Maybe you should," said Fred with a wink. "Our mysterious reasons might be of relevance to yours." She carefully closed her book. "I can see that I won't have any peace and quiet until you've achieved whatever you've come for, so why don't you spit out what's on your mind? Minds. Whatever." George shook his head. "First off," he said, "it seems clear to me that you need to toast freedom and peace with something more happy-making than butterbeer." He called up to the surly looking bartender. "A bottle of your best champagne, please." That earned him nothing but an offended twist of the mouth, and a dusty green bottle unceremoniously plonked down on the table. "'Fraid the house white'll have to do, sir." George already had his wand ready, and waved it over the bottle with a cheerful "Effervescentum festivitas!" He transfigured the three tumblers into champagne flutes, popped the cork and filled the glasses with bubbling pale-gold wine. "That'll cost you extra," said the man and retreated, thoroughly disgruntled. Hermione studied the glasses, then took the one in the middle and raised it with demonstrative flair, looking from Fred to George and back as they raised their glasses too. "So. To peace, victory, friends present and absent, and ... and ... whatever it will take for you to leave me alone?" She quickly helped unknot the tightness of her throat with a swig of the bubbly wine, which was actually quite decent. "You know, Fred, she's got the wrong end of the stick entirely," said George. "Yep. She's not asking the pertinent questions. And how unlike her that is." "It may mean she's scared of the answer she'll get." "I'm not scared," she bristled. "If you think you can get a rise out of me that easily--" She stopped, realizing her temper was quite undermining her intended meaning. "Well ... I suppose then you've managed. So now you can leave," she said, looking away. "I'm starting to feel unwanted -- not to mention misunderstood," said Fred, with a twitch of his mouth and a sad tilt to his head. But George leaned across the table, and took her hand with disarming gentleness. "Come on now, our own clever love. Ask us the right question." Meeting his friendly, earnest gaze, she gave up. She had no heart for a quarrel and perhaps they really would go if she cooperated. "Why are you here? What do you want?" she said, resigned. "Ah. That's two very good questions. First one first, yeah?" He pressed her hand firmly, as if to ward off anger. "We're here," he murmured, "because I heard you and Fleur talking in the shop yesterday. I heard what you said." She tore her hand back, a blush scalding her face as she pushed her chair from the table and got up. "You and your bloody Extendable Ears." Her voice was shaking, her stomach churning with her mortification. "You had no business--" "It was my own ears," George broke in, catching her hand again and holding it more firmly. "And it was literally my business; I was shelving some new products and you two happened to be standing in the next aisle." "So what do you want? I suppose you've come here to make fun then, but those were just things I said, just --" She flailed, and blinked as tears threatened to rise in her eyes. "Just -- things! Stupid things." Fred and George exchanged an alarmed glance. "We're not making fun!" said Fred hastily. "We swear." "I just bet that you solemnly do." She bent to retrieve her bag from the floor, but two pairs of hands landed on her back and shoulders and pressed her back down into her chair. "We understand, that's the point," said George intently. "Because we're a unit, too." "Just as tight as you and Harry and Ron were. We understand how it must feel that they've gone and broken it up." "I wish the best for them both," she insisted with high-pitched vehemence. "Of course. They've done nothing wrong. That doesn't make it feel any better from your end, does it?" Taking in their unusually solemn expressions, her mind spun to remember exactly what she'd confessed to Fleur the day before, explaining why she wasn't going to the big celebration party at the Burrow. She'd bumped into Fleur at the twins' shop, predictably finding the sophisticated Gauloise perusing the shelves labelled "adult merchandise" with a gleam in her eye that promised good things to come for Bill. And it had seemed a good idea to ask Fleur to explain her absence from the coming night's party, since Fleur was about the only member of the Weasley family who'd simply accept her wish and not pressure her to change her mind. No pressure hadn't meant no prying though, and confiding to Fleur -- as Hermione had learnt over many waking nights during the war -- was actually not only easy, but tempting, because she was both unshockable, irreverent and watertight. "It's turned out so different, that's all. Harry and Ginny are expecting, and now Ron's all over this Irish girl he's met, and I just ... I miss them, I miss how it was, and I'm not able yet to feel gracious about it." "Per'aps you 'ad 'oped that you would always be three? An 'appy ménage a trois?" Fleur asked with her most worldly-wise mien, enunciating the French as gorgeously as she nonchalantly mangled the English. "Of course not! Well, not like that, but ... maybe I did, some way or other. I don't know -- when Ron and I broke up I assumed we'd just go on like before. Sometimes I even miss the war, the way we lived--" Breaking off there, she glanced down and added with a rueful laugh, "That's really crazy, I know. I ... I've tried dating too, but I just don't fit. I'm so used to fitting with them, to there being two of them, and one of me--" "Well, there are always the terrible twins to consider if you would like to keep it that way. I 'ave always suspected that they fancy you." Fleur had broken into a wide smile as Hermione sputtered. "Oh, ma petite, you are blushing! You should not be ashamed; I doubt there ees a single young witch in London 'oo 'as not 'arboured this fantasy..." Fleur had only been teasing her, raising the elegant arch of her eyebrow with a telling glance in the direction of the counter, where George had been helping customers when Hermione arrived, but Hermione had stammered and protested like her suggestion had been seriously meant, and, oh God, why was she still sitting here? Surely they must have come to poke fun at her, or at least in some horribly misguided attempt to cheer her up. Because the only other reason that came to mind was ... Unthinkable. Impossible. Quickly, she took her glass and emptied it in three long swallows, ending with a tiny burp. George smiled, and filled her glass again. Her toes curled in her shoes, as the bubbles seemed to prickle out in her blood, warm and strange. That must be a potent spell George had used on the house wine. "I don't know what you expect me to say," she stated finally, deciding that a dignified, reasonable tone was her only resort. "Fleur was teasing me, of course. It's true that I miss Harry and Ron, now that they are busy with ... with ... others. But I don't begrudge them being happy, and I manage. I'm not that sociable anyway, and unless I really click with people I'd just as well spend time with a good book." "What about sex?" asked Fred with studied mildness, and she gaped, snapping for breath. "You click with us," said George. "You always have. Whenever we talk with you, it's one click after another." "You don't talk with me," she retorted, narrowing her eyes. "You tease me!" "And you like it," grinned Fred. "Because deep down you know damned well that you are the Queen of All Things Serious and that you need two court jesters to tilt your crown a bit. Answer my question. What about sex?" She scowled, stung by the description precisely because she recognized its aptness. "What about sex?" "Hard to click that way with a book, isn't it?" asked George quietly. "Do you miss it?" "I manage," she choked out. She had no idea why she hadn't got up to leave the moment the sex word was mentioned. She blamed it on George's wine. Yes, that was it. The wine. Must be. "Is it with sex like it is with company in general?" said Fred. "Do you like to be three?" "Was it like that? You, Harry and Ron?" Her gaze jumped from one to the other of them, and she put her hands to her face, dizzy and outraged. "No, I ... of course not," she whispered. "It was me and Ron. Only Ron." "No wonder you don't miss it, then," smirked Fred. For some reason, that got her furious more effectively than anything else they had said. "Oh no, you don't get to rag on Ron, not about that," she hissed. "He was ... he was just ... We were new to it together, and I was so uptight but he was really gentle and sweet about it, he made me relax and realize that sex could be fun!" Two sets of blue eyes studied her knowingly. She couldn't believe she'd said all that. In a half-panic, she reached for her glass and took another few swallows. "Fun." George looked like he was tasting the word, gauging the flavour. "Blimey," said Fred, shaking his head with narrowed eyes. "I think she's telling us he didn't make her come." "The only lover you've had." George's voice was gentle, and held a warmth that she couldn't wrap her mind around. "That's a crying shame, Hermione." She drew a careful breath and got to her feet with hard-won dignity. "I have no idea what you two think you're up to. But unless you stop pulling my leg and start talking sense, I'm going home." "Wait." They reached out in perfect synchrony, and took one of her hands each, but she'd had enough. Mocking her lack of experience, that was the final straw. She tore her hands free, snatched up her shoulder bag and marched to the bar, taking her purse out of her pocket and putting some coins on the bar counter. "Thank you," she said tightly to the bartender. She made it only barely out the door. Before she had time to Apparate, she had arms around her, from the back and from the front, and there was no way she could get home without risking taking random bits of the two of them with her. She slumped there, defeated, staring down at her shoes to hide the tears suddenly swimming in her eyes. "There are funny pranks, and there's cruelty," she said. "I've been silly enough to believe you knew the difference." Fred actually laughed. "You think we're pranking you?" She felt a hand stroke away the hair shading her face and tuck it behind her ear. "You're such a swotty little wonder about everything under the sun, yet you can't bring yourself to believe that we actually want you?" She was trembling now, from cold or shock or something else, she didn't know. But no, looking into his amused eyes, she really couldn't believe that even they would take a prank this far. They'd never taunted her about anything like this and there had been innumerable times when, separately or together, they'd shown themselves as true friends to her. "This comes right out of the blue," she countered. "You can't blame me for finding it all rather strange and sudden." "Not sudden at all." George's voice came close to her cheek, his breath warm over her skin. "But you were dating our little brother, weren't you? And we come with our own set of complications." "All right." She took a breath to steady herself. "All right. Let's see if I can ask the pertinent question this time. What set of complications would that be?" "That of being a unit," said George softly, "that doesn't want to split up. Believe me, we've both had our share of screaming break-ups with women who hated to share either of us with the other. Someone both of us fancy, who'd also fancy both of us -- that would be ideal." "I doubt that can pose much of a problem," she said stubbornly. "I bet there are plenty of women who'd find that ... interestingly kinky." "Maybe so. Do you?" asked Fred directly, and winked. "We're not asking you to pledge your heart here, gorgeous. So, Ron showed you that sex can be fun. Great. God forbid we rag on ickle Ronniekins." He ran his thumb over her lips in a way that made her stomach drop in a dizzy, longing fall, and lowered his voice. "Why don't you come home with us tonight, and we'll show you that sex can be orgasms." His words made a hot, quivering excitement stab through her. She swallowed, and looked at them by turn. "What is this? Good cop, bad cop?" "I think you lost us there," said George, shaking his head in good-natured confusion. "Cops, it's like Muggle ... Aurors, I guess." Her mouth turned up into a smile she hadn't even known was coming. "In some TV shows, cop shows, when they're trying to break a suspect in custody, one of them is kind and understanding while the other is crass and blunt, even brutal..." George grinned, and Fred looked like he was trying very hard not to do so as he said, "I think I'm insulted. I think she means that I am kind of like Mad-Eye Moody." "You're the wicked one, and George is the sweet one," she asserted. "Everyone says that." "Everyone thinks that I am the wicked one, and George is the sweet one," said Fred. "But sometimes we turn it about. The important thing to remember if you're caught in the middle, is that we keep it in balance." George leaned forwards to brush his lips over her temple. His voice was naturally a little deeper than Fred's, one of those tiny differences that let her tell them apart, and now it fell to a seductive timbre. "So, Hermione ... would you like to get caught in the middle?" Her natural caution warred with undeniable temptation. She still could barely believe what they were suggesting, and the jump looked as scary as a leap from a cliff into uncharted water. She nervously pressed her nails into her palms. "God, it's just so... if I go with you, can we ... just try it a little bit and, if it doesn't feel right, you won't try to make me--" "Does this look like the face of a ravisher of unwilling women to you?" asked Fred conversationally of George, who cocked his head smirking. "Kinder and more righteous features I rarely saw." "I don't mean that," said Hermione. "Prat. I know you won't. I'd like to see you try! Just, just so you know I'm ... unsure about this, and don't get the wrong impression--" "I suppose we'll just have to work on being convincing," said George, an intriguingly speculative gleam in his eyes. "You have to understand," added Fred, "the point is not to be such bastards that you slam the door leaving and never want to try it again." As they smiled at her, each of them offering a hand, it was hard to say who was more wicked and more sweet. Hermione realized, her fingers curling around theirs, that she'd made her decision. She took a deep breath, squeezed their hands, closed her eyes and thought of the little flat above Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. "Apparate!" she said, and was whirled away. *** The flat was suspiciously tidy. She looked around. "You planned this." "In lurid and wicked detail," confirmed Fred proudly. "We discussed it last night," George amended, "and decided to ask you. We weren't at all sure you'd agree." She stood in the middle of the living-room, holding her bag pressed self-consciously to her front, at a colossal loss what more to do or say. The twins were standing to each side, having let go of her hands, seeming to await their cue from her. But she couldn't meet their eyes, and her heart was hammering crazily in a belated fight-or-flight response. "I ... don't know what to do," she admitted, scarcely able to put voice to the words, and it seemed that her awkwardness, excruciating as it felt to her, was as good a key as any to unlock the situation. Fred coaxed her shoulder bag out of her death grip, and George slipped her coat down her arms, and then they turned towards her as one. "There's nothing you need to do, love, no right or wrong way," said Fred with that always-latent, sweet intensity that belied the wicked smirk of his jester's face. "Just let us take care of you for starters, if that's easier," added George, taking her hand and kissing her palm. "Say if something feels wrong. We'll listen. You don't have to worry about that." She looked in the direction of their bedroom doors, her stomach churning. "Do we ..." "Nah, come and sit down here first," said George decisively, leading her by her hand to the big, soft couch in the corner. He sat at one end, and tugged her down next to him, and Fred joined them at her other side. "Would you like a drink?" asked Fred. "Could take your nerves down a notch." "No thanks," she whispered. "I'm still a bit woozy after the wine I had. Can I ask you a question?" "Sure." "Have you done this before? I mean ... the two of you together, with a woman?" They exchanged glances past her, and then George nodded. "Yeah. A few times. Two different women." "Was it ..." She swallowed and gave a tiny, sheepish chuckle. "I don't even know what I really want to ask. I mean, did you like it? How did you ... um--" "First woman we shared," said Fred, "it was great. It was me dating her at first, but she soundly seduced us both once when we were all drunk. It became a steady arrangement for a couple of months. But she wanted to choose after a while. That was ... unacceptable, once we'd taken that step." Hermione nodded, noting the way his jaw clenched at the memory. It must have felt like being played against each other, and she could imagine how little the twins would have appreciated that. "And the other woman?" George shook his head. "That didn't work out so well. She was keen to try, but when we got around to it, she freaked out. Said it was too intense, two blokes at once. I think she found it weird that we were brothers, too." "And that's a thing you might care to know," added Fred. "George and I, we don't get off on each other, we just want to share you. And we do get off on the sharing." He grinned. "You're the focus. That means there'll be more demands on you -- but the rewards will be proportionate." And that had answered another of her questions, so clearly that it left her flushed and out of breath, heat pooling between her legs at his bluntness. "So you ... it'll be both of you at once, not each of you by turn?" George raised his fingers to her face, stroking her hair away from her cheek. "Instead of forming a committee to discuss it, why don't we simply show you?" He didn't wait for an answer, but leaned in and kissed her, a light brush of lips over her own that deepened when she gasped and closed her eyes. His palm lay over her cheek, his thumb caressing her temple as he took advantage of her parted lips and let his tongue glide into her mouth. Hermione gave a shuddering sigh, meeting his advance with the tip of her tongue, pushing off the back of the couch a little. Immediately there were hands on her shoulders, sliding down her arms, that she instinctively knew weren't George's. The hands brushed up and down her sides, grazing the sides of her breasts, and she squirmed, warm and restless, her interest already enticed by the matter-of-fact discussion. She was leaning into George's kiss, one hand on his shoulder, and worried about whether it would make Fred feel left out, so she arched into his hands with more of an invitation than she'd really felt prepared to give right away. When Fred responded by running his thumbs slowly over the crest of her breasts outside her shirt, rubbing ever so gently at the tips, she moaned, arousal shooting through her from the touch. "Oh yes." Fred spoke low, his breath audible in his voice. "You feel that, sweetheart, don't you? All curious and eager. Knew you'd be." As George kissed her with languorous care, his tongue dipping in and out, teeth nipping on her lower lip occasionally, Fred kept up the caress, weighing her breasts in his palms, thumbs busy stroking her nipples until they tingled hard and aching. She had very sensitive breasts; had used to love it when Ron touched them and sucked on them, and the thought of Fred putting his mouth there almost made her pass out with the intense wave of want it brought, like her stomach was tilting and contracting with some unbearably pleasurable hunger. Whimpering a plea, she pushed into his hands, her free hand twining into the soft, long hair at the back of his neck in a shy suggestion. Instantly, there were fingers moving down her shirt, brushing her skin as they slipped buttons free. She sighed into George's mouth, then returned the kiss with even greater ardour as she felt his hand alight just above her knee, on her inner thigh, fingertips moving in circles on her skin as they pushed her skirt up. The tension and energy coursing through her made her break off the kiss and throw her head back, gasping. Her heart beat fast and hard as she took stock of the situation -- she was sprawled against the sofa's back rest, one hand at Fred's neck and one arm around George's shoulders as George's warm fingers continued their northwards progress, rucking up her skirt, while Fred slid his hands under her shirt at her shoulders, tugging the material down to her elbows. "Oh, brother mine," sighed Fred, his gaze fixed on the gentle, modest swell of her breasts above her unadventurous white bra, sensibly bought on the New Year's sales at Marks & Spencer. "You have to look at this." "I'm not even risking a blink," chuckled George. Hermione held her breath, arching her back to help as Fred reached around to snap open the clasp at the back. She wished she'd happened to wear a sexier bra that morning -- although when did she ever? -- and she was watchful of their reaction, knowing her breasts were definitely on the small side, scarcely handfuls for the two of them. But they didn't look too disappointed, did they? Fred pushed her bra up and out of the way, smiling in what she had to categorize as a non-disappointed sort of way, and George kept stroking her hair back from her warm cheeks, his gaze moving from her face to her breasts with the softest expression. "Smallish," she offered, then immediately felt like kicking herself because it sounded like she was fishing for compliments, when she really only wanted a mite of verbal reassurance. George shook his head, wonder lighting up in his eyes. "Not worried, are you? Merlin, your tits are beautiful. So soft and ..." he smiled, skimming the underside of one breast with his palm -- "...pert." He ran his thumb over the raised, flushed nipple, his eyes darkening when she bit her lip on a moan and turned her head to the side. Fred bent his head, licking at the tip of the other breast, then sucked it into his mouth, pulling gently on it, and she squirmed at the intense sensation, gasping and whimpering. And then, with a naughty quick smile up at her, George dipped to her other breast, giving it the same attention, and she had never thought anything could feel as good as having both her nipples sucked at the same time, while eager hands ran up and down her thighs, fingers skimming closer and closer to her knickers. God ... she was wet there. Already, so wet. It would be complete mortification when they found out. She tried to clamp her thighs together, but one hand pushed smoothly, gently against the resistance and parted them again, and then there were fingertips pressing against her clit outside her knickers, unerringly finding the best spot and rubbing. "Oh," she whimpered, her mouth dry, head tossing. Her thighs fell open, then closed to keep the hand in place. "Oh, that's so ... oh!" Soft purring and humming sounds reverberated against her breasts. George gently bit down on her nipple, tugging it lightly between his teeth. She looked down, her eyes glazed. It was Fred's hand between her legs while he suckled her, and George was watching it with narrow eyes, his expression ... hungry. God, they were both fully dressed still, barely a hair out of place, while she looked completely debauched, thighs and arms spread and clothes pushed away, and the contrast made her feel vulnerable in a way that was both unbearably arousing and a little scary. Fred's fingertips were moving faster over her clit, and a burning heat starting to flush her face, and when her thighs began to lock and tremble, she realized that within a few seconds she was going to... She scrambled up onto her knees and hands on the sofa, eyes wild and unfocussed as she pushed their mouths and hands away, curling her knees against the deep unsatisfied ache between her legs. A whimper escaped her -- her body was not thanking her for snatching away its prize at the last moment. The twins were both staring at her, part predatory, part surprised, like startled tigers. She was panting like she'd run a mile, and she felt like an idiot. "Wait," she gasped. "Wait--" "It's all right." George put a hand on her shoulder blade and stroked her back much in the way of calming a highly-strung thoroughbred. "See? We're waiting." She took a shivery breath of relief. "I -- I was going to come." Her face felt on fire. Fred exhaled in a soft laugh. "That was the general intention." "But -- look at you! I was about to come and you're still cool and in control and, and I look such a mess -- a proper mess," she stammered. Fred's mouth curved up further. "A gloriously improper mess, I'd say." George eyed her thoughtfully, then took hold of his sweater and pulled it over his head, revealing hard, well-defined muscles and a dusting of ginger hair running down the centre of his stomach. One hand smoothed the side of his pants front down, a bit of a laugh in his eyes suggesting that he was quite aware of how that accentuated the erection trapped there. "Somewhat better?" And now her throat was dry, just by looking at him. "Better," she got out. She turned to Fred, reaching for the edge of his sweater and tugging it upwards, too. He gamely raised his arms to help her, his gaze hooded and lazy. Easing the garment up and over his head, she saw the tufts of hair in his armpits, dark copper and musky smelling, and she had to resist burrowing her face there. She'd honestly had no idea that armpit hair could be appealing. "Now you, Your Glorious Messy-ness." George reached around her, easing the shirt down and off her arms, and next her bra. Meanwhile, Fred found and pulled the side zipper of her skirt, pushing it down her thighs, then hooked his fingers inside the waistband of her knickers and tights and pulled them down to her knees before she had a chance to react. She squeaked and reached down for them instinctively, and he caught her hand with an inscrutable smile, exchanging a look with George before he flipped her over. She landed on her back lengthwise on the sofa, legs kicking, her skirt and knickers and tights tugged off her in an instant. Fred straddled her on all fours, tilting his head as he regarded her. "I think we need to get the baseline established," he murmured. "We're seducing you here, sweetheart. Which means that you naked and coming is a part of the plan, not something to worry about." "Think of it this way." George nuzzled her neck, a smile in his voice. "If we let you stay clothed and not coming, wouldn't that be a grievous disappointment?" "Tell us no, if that's how you feel," offered Fred, more seriously. "A 'no' will be respected. Irrational anxieties about the messiness of achieving an orgasm will be disregarded." They hovered over her, regarding her with such playful solemnity that she nearly got cross-eyed trying to meet both their gazes. George murmured, "So? What will it be?" She swallowed, thought about it for a minute, and said meekly, albeit a bit vexed, "Yes, please. Just don't be such prats about it." Fred grinned a very tiny, very wicked grin. "You will not regret this." With that, he sat back on his heels, then placed a warm palm on her inner thigh just above her knee and raised her left leg, hooking it over the back of the sofa. With alarming suddenness, she lay wide open, both twins studying her private parts, their eyes gleaming with a heady mixture of tender awe and rapt greed. Hermione, despite her best intentions, made a small hiccup of self-consciousness and tried to sit up, but fell back with a resigned whimper when two pairs of hands coaxed her gently in place. "Beautiful," murmured George, licking his lips. "Do you know what a sweet pussy you have, Hermione?" "Pink," whispered Fred. "Swollen..." He closed his hand over the ankle on her raised leg to hold it in place, then brought one hand between her legs, and stroked a fingertip up and down the parted lips of her sex, smiling when she bucked and whimpered at the feather-light touch. "And so soaking wet." "So lonely for company." George shook his head in sympathy, slowly stroking Hermione's hair away from her face, his fingertips feeling cool on her flushed cheek. "I think, George, that this pussy needs love." "I love it already," said George sincerely. "Mmm, me too, at first sight." Fred lowered his head, rubbing his nose into the sweat-damp curls on her mound and inhaling deeply, and she couldn't help how her thighs wanted to spread even further, straining as she moaned, "Fred!" Then, remembering that there never was any talking to Fred once his mind was set on something, she whispered, "George..." George lay down alongside her, his thigh coming heavy over her right leg and pinning it, his lips teasing over her ear. "Right here, love." Fred moved lower, the sudden warm slide of his tongue in her slit making her throw her head back and gasp. He licked her in long, slow, sure strokes, from her opening to the base of her clit, and there'd never been a sensation remotely like it. She was only half aware that she was clinging to George's shoulders, nearly hyperventilating from shocked pleasure and the strain of anticipation. George whispered, "Easy," and licked the rim of her ear, snaking the tip of his tongue inside, then withdrawing again, while Fred wouldn't quite touch her clit, only barely push his tongue to the base on each upstroke. She squirmed under their teasing mouths, and tried to angle her hips to catch Fred's touch better, then turn her head to escape the half-tormenting delight of George's licks in her ear. "Does she taste as sweet as she looks?" George didn't allow her escape, and his voice had taken on that husky depth, sending shockwaves into the sensitive hollow of her ear. "Mm-hmm." Fred's hum reverberated, too, a light vibration through the small, hard tap of flesh he was denying full contact. Hermione groaned softly. "Please, stop teasing --" "But teasing is our way, love. You should know." George probed deep, silky-soft with his tongue in her ear and the sensation of being touched there while she ached for the same caress over her clit was so maddening that she cried out, desperate, near tears with the intensity of wanting it. "Please, please don't tease me anymore!" "For pity's sakes, Fred, have you a heart of stone?" sighed George. She could hear Fred's smile in his voice. "Not so stony it can withstand a plea like that." The sensation that followed was so intense and rich and everywhere that she couldn't process it at first, just open her eyes and her mouth in wonder as she tried to take it in. She raised herself on her elbow, whimpering as she saw Fred's red head nestled between her thighs, his eyes lust-glazed and wicked, cheeks hollowing, lips pursed tight around her -- She squeaked. Fred was suckling her clit. Milking it, in firm continuous pulls that she could see as she felt them, his tongue rolling gently over the tiny pearl he held captive, and it had to be the most exquisite feeling she'd experienced in all her life. A liquid burning pleasure spread from the small point of contact, thrumming deep in her stomach and along her limbs, her spine, but most of all right there where he had her caught, sensation coiled hard and tight as he made her clit pulse to the rhythm of his mouth. There was someone making sound in the room, moans of such indecent abandon that they made her look around shocked for the source, and then she realized it was herself and shook her head in bewilderment, struggling half-scared to regain some control. "No, it's fine," crooned George in her ear. "You're gorgeous, love, so bloody hot, singing to us like that ..." He'd moved to sit behind her, and was kissing her neck, massaging her shoulders, her upper arms. He brought his hands around to her breasts, squeezing gently and tugging on her nipples, rolling and pinching them. She felt a burning wave of heat flood her face and neck, and cried out. She was so close, poised to fall, and she didn't know what she needed to get there-- Fred never let go, but she saw him exchange a glance with George over her head, felt George's nod where her head rested on his shoulder. Fred sucked on her clit in a harder, more intense rhythm, in firmer, faster pulls. George trailed one hand down her ribcage to her hip, reached beyond Fred's mouth, and pressed two long fingers inside her, curling them and rubbing in some fiendishly clever way. It took only seconds before she flew apart shouting and sobbing, convulsing in Fred's mouth and around George's fingers, her hands grasping at Fred's shoulders and hair as she twisted and rocked between the two red-haired devils who held her at their mercy. Afterwards, with the aftershocks ebbing and shimmering away like traces of magic, she couldn't bring herself to look at them straight away, breathing hard with her eyes squeezed shut where she sagged dazed over Fred's head, George embracing her from the back. Fred released her clit with a lazy lick and she could feel him moving up on his knees between her legs, before he drew her against his chest. "Hey, sex bomb." She gave a very quiet whimper. "Hermione Granger, lost for words?" He breathed husky laughter into her hair. "I must have done a decent job of that, then." "Don't brag," said George over her shoulder. "I helped." "Oh, sure. And whose jaw took the strain?" "In fact, I'd love to help more," said George pointedly. "I wasn't really complaining." "Maybe not, but I'm insisting." And that did it. She clapped her hands to her face, shaking. "Hermione!" The exclamation came from two voices as one, in a rush of concern. One of the twins carefully pried her hands away from her face. Red-faced with giggles, she took in their anxious expressions, feeling a surge of joyous affection at how fast they'd gone from their habitual equilibrist game to warm protectiveness. "You two--!" They beamed at her with delighted relief. "Yes? Go on," invited Fred. "You're incorrigible, maddening, and -- and--" "Sexually skilled?" George sounded hopeful. "I suppose we're past the point where I could plausibly deny that." "Want to test our skill some more, then?" She drew a deep breath, looking from one to the other of them. They looked so earnest, so playful, so ... turned on. She was suddenly acutely aware of being caught not only between two men, but between two hard and ready ones, and while she had a fair idea what to do with one, the logistics of two had her distracted. "What, worried about the maths?" Fred grinned. "Never mind, we have ideas." "Which you'll love," promised George in a seductive whisper against her temple. "I ... would like to be in a bed," she said, biting her lip because it seemed a pretty pedestrian and yet presumptuous request. "In your bed ... is that okay?" Fred stroked her cheek. "In fact, it's brilliant. Except we have two beds, you know, both of them too narrow for the three of us. I'll just go and -- hm. Make my bed large enough." "Not to mention make your bed," scoffed George with a smirk, and Fred grinned again and shrugged. "Come here, sweetheart." George had her by the hand, pulling her up on shaky legs. She swayed into him, raised her head to look in his eyes, and at once found herself being kissed, with a tender, lazy thoroughness that made her press against his erection with renewed arousal. It still felt strange being naked when he was half-dressed, but it turned her on too, felt decadent and thrilling. And he winked at her, looking at her while they kissed, and teasingly thrust his pelvis back at her, mimicking her wanton rubbing against him which made her smile into his kiss. When their mouths parted, they were breathless and laughing softly. "This ... I mean, what we just did, all of us ... it's the strangest thing that's happened to me since ... the war, at least," she confessed. "But nicer than that, I hope." "Oh yes. By a long shot." "Good." He smoothed her eyebrow with his thumb, an odd, careful expression in his eyes. "You know, you deserve it if anyone ever did," he said softly. "To feel that good, to have someone see how beautiful you are, and show you." She blushed, a little unnerved by his seriousness, and uncertain what he meant. "I'm not--" "You are." It was Fred now, behind her. "Bedroom's ready. Be my guest?" He took her by the hand, and George had her other hand, and they walked her into Fred's room as though it were a delicious surprise. And it was so lovely her breath hitched at the sheer forethought of it -- the enlarged bed took up most of the floor space, and there were dark blue cotton sheets and a velvet throw, and a conjured vase of pale, full-blown roses shedding petals on the nightstand, and a myriad stars and a crescent moon shining in through the curtain-less window despite the overcast, rainy night. "Not bad," George admitted. Fred looked a little too casual, but Hermione leaned in, stood on tiptoe and kissed his cheek. "This is one of those instances where you were sweet instead of wicked, isn't it?" "Of course, you say that without knowing what we plan to do with you in that bed." But his cheeks were flushed, a little, and she knew that he had wanted very much to please her, and that he was chuffed that he'd succeeded. "All right, done with discussing the decor," George suggested. He gave Hermione a friendly pat on the rump, nudging her up on the bed. "You in the middle, my lovely." "Take off the rest of your clothes now," she pleaded. "It's not fair that you're not even naked yet." "She's got a point," said Fred, put his hands to his waistband and shed his pants and boxers. George followed suit, and Hermione sat on her heels in the middle of the large bed and stared at two quite impressive, identical erections, and not only that, they were so similar in length and girth to Ron's, set in the same landscape of coppery red curls, that she was thrown into a fit of nervous giggles. Fred cleared his throat and exchanged a glance with his twin under raised eyebrows. "That's ... an interesting reaction." "No, no ... I'm sorry," she apologized, biting her lip to stop the laughter. "It's just ... I'm thinking that this must be the standard Weasley edition." "We don't even want to know," said George firmly, but he was fighting down a smile, she could tell. He put his hands on the mattress and stalked her on all fours. "Besides, this is the deluxe edition, nothing less." "It's funny how all men seem to think that," she said breathlessly. "And how many men had you slept with again?" inquired Fred, getting into the bed on her other side. He smirked at her blush. "Maybe you've just been lucky." She bit at her lip, a small rush of nervousness churning in her stomach. As a matter of fact, Ron had been that big, and it had hurt with him, no matter how gentle he'd tried to be. But she'd been a virgin then, the first time, and they'd only done it a handful of times after that. Maybe it would be better now that she wasn't sore from the newness of it, and her partner had more experience. Partners. God, this was strange. "Stop that," Fred admonished her with mock sternness. He lay down and pulled her down to lie beside him and touched a teasing finger to her lower lip where her teeth had worried it. Quickly, he leaned forwards to soothe the spot with a kiss. "It's out of your hands now, wench. We will have our wicked way with you, so stop fretting." George's hand ran over her waist and her backside in a gentle, lazy caress, as he lay down at her other side and kissed her shoulder. "Put a different way, it's my turn now," he said, smiling down at her. "And I won't hurt you." "As if I would," protested Fred indignantly, and George sniggered. "Listen to him now. That 'bad Auror' act of his is rather shaky." "Shut up, both of you," sighed Hermione and leaned in to kiss the closest of them, who happened to be Fred. It all sort of fell into place then. Fred kissed her back with slow, sensual abandon, while George kneaded her breasts and let his hand drift down between her legs again, entering her with two fingers and moving them in and out of her slowly. And then Hermione turned to kiss George, and he slid his tongue in and out of her mouth like his fingers slid in and out down there, while Fred bent his head over her and licked the tips of her breasts into hard aching points. She moved between kissing the two of them, kisses that grew gradually more heated and sloppy as their arousal grew stronger. And that was another thing. The twins weren't in perfect control anymore. Fred's breath caught in his throat on a soft fierce growl as she shyly took his cock in her hand, exploring with gentle strokes, then firmer ones when he closed his hand over hers and showed her how; George was moaning quietly as he thrust his cock against her hip, his fingers into her heat, his tongue into her mouth. She could tell, he wanted inside her so badly. She wanted him there too, her legs sprawled and bent at the knees, her hips tilted and rocking in time with the slick slow rhythm of his fingers. "Please, please," she whispered between kisses, her head thrashing, and they smirked at her, sighed over her, murmured to her, hoarse endearments designed to excite and inflame. "Now who was it talking about my heart of stone?" inquired Fred at last. "Our little Hermione's good and ready to fuck, George." "Are you?" asked George of her directly, tenderly, and she groaned. "Yes, oh, now, please--" "Up," he told her, guiding her to a sitting position and then around with his large sure hands until she was on all fours, heart pounding with arousal and adrenaline, because this was different than she'd imagined, and nothing she'd ever done before. Fred stroked his hand between her shoulder blades, then pushed down firmly. "Arch your back, thrust your arse out. Don't look at me like that; it's an easier angle for penetration. Spread your knees for him." She obliged although her legs felt like water, all of a sudden, and he drew a sharp breath. "Yeah. Hell, you look delicious." George was behind her, one hand curving and closing over her hip as he used his other hand to part her labia for his cock. He slid the head back and forth in her wetness a few times, and then pressed it inside her opening in a deliberate firm push. Her breath left her in a stuttered exclamation and she hung her head. Already she felt stretched too far, opened too wide, her muscles clutching at him and holding in instinctive defence. "Fuck," George breathed behind her, his voice all but gone. "Sweetheart ... relax. You feel so good. Velvet and honey..." He ran his hands up and down the trembling muscles of her thighs, managing to loosen her tension while he made several more shallow, careful thrusts. "Relax," he whispered again, and then pushed the rest of the way in one smooth glide, stretching her so it burned. Yet he'd kept his promise; it didn't hurt. Of if it did, the discomfort was part and parcel of the sensual pleasure, pointless to distinguish from it. She whimpered while he held there, her body gradually adjusting around the unyielding fullness inside. "Open your eyes, gorgeous." She blinked, and looked straight into Fred's gaze; blue on fire. He smiled at her, smiled brilliantly like a wicked Lucifer, all-knowing of sin. "You look incredible," he whispered, "like the gods created you just for this." He raised his hands to weigh her breasts in his palms, flicking his thumbs over the achingly taut tips, and then kissed her hard just as George made the first deep, slow thrust. Her cry was caught by Fred's mouth, and he pinched her nipples between his fingers, tugging at them rhythmically. She pushed back against George's thrusts, whining in her throat because each impact felt better and more intense than she was sure she could stand. Scrambling with her hand she located Fred's thigh and followed it up, found his erection and ran her thumb in a circle over the tip. It was wet and slick and Fred tore away from the kiss, gasping. She stared back in his hooded, bright eyes, panting in the rhythm of her and George's fucking, and then she closed her hand over the head of Fred's cock and slid her palm up and down, moving the foreskin, spreading the wetness. "Fuck," whispered Fred intently, his face shocked into a tense grimace and his eyes falling shut, squeezing tight. "Fuck, fuck, fuck..." George leaned over her, his sweat-damp belly and chest curving against her back as he supported himself on one long, muscular arm and nuzzled her neck, pumping into her with hard, deliberate strokes. His long hair swept along her shoulder. "Eloquent bastard, isn't he?" he offered hoarsely. It probably said something about Fred's predicament that there came no retort zinging back, just a faint, rueful twitch over the corners of his mouth as he rocked up into Hermione's hand. The angle was awkward; it was hard for her to withstand George's strong movements on only one arm, and she nearly buckled and fell. But she could think of something else to try, not that she knew that she was much good at it, but just the thought of doing it sent a hot shiver through her. "Fred," she moaned urgently. "Want you in my mouth." "Fuck," gasped Fred again, and George laughed silently with his mouth against Hermione's shoulder. She doubted she could get any more flushed than she was already, but still she felt the prickle of embarrassment in her cheeks as she back-pedalled. "I mean, unless you think that's not--" Now Fred was laughing too, and she cringed, until he opened his eyes and she saw the raw, helpless lust there. "A vile and unseemly idea," he drawled, getting up on his knees. "But since you insist..." He held his cock with one hand, and cupped the back of her head in the palm of the other. "George," he said tightly, "if you can take things slow for a moment so we can do the introductions without her choking--" George held nearly still, just rocking softly back and forth, moaning quietly at the changed pace, and Hermione opened her mouth around the flared head of Fred's cock, rearing back a moment at the thick salty-sweet flavour, then inching back, swirling her tongue over him, learning the taste and topography. Fred's breath caught sharply when she ran the tip of her tongue down the slit that leaked the sharp-tasting moisture. He rocked against her tongue, wanting in, needing more, and she tensed, realizing too late how vulnerable she'd be without her hand to guide how deep and fast to take him. He raised her chin with a finger, his blue eyes boring into her anxious, dazed gaze. "Told you to stop fretting, didn't I?" She shuddered, and he ran his thumb over her jaw, just a light stroke there to indicate his wish. "Let me in, Hermione." She relaxed her mouth, let him slide in, and Fred's hands were both on her head now, guiding her while he thrust gently. She felt the heavy, hot glide of his penis over her tongue, between her lips, and pushed back against George again, moaning in signal for him to pick up the pace. George groaned with relief as he withdrew and slammed back, quickly picking up a harder, faster rhythm than before. He was pushing her mouth onto Fred's cock, but Fred deflected the impact, controlling it with a hand on her head and another around the base of his cock. Gradually he made her take more, finding how far she could let him without gagging, and the feeling of losing control, of leaving it in their hands flooded her with a wild relief. They were all well past the point of eloquence now. George pounded her hard, grunting with each impact, his fingers digging into her hips. Fred was panting, groaning tender, dirty encouragement as she sucked him, and Hermione, mouth and body full, could only rock between them and feel the tension mount in her. Her clit ached for attention and she whimpered in grateful eagerness when George took one hand from her hip and brought it between her legs. "Need this?" muttered George. "Mmm-hm," she managed around her thrusting mouthful. "Going to jerk you off. Want you to come so hard for us. Want you to love this," he told her tightly, and did exactly as promised, pinched her clit gently between slick fingertips and rolled and tugged on it, in the fast rhythm of his thrusts. Hermione cried out entranced and let Fred's cock out of her mouth, panting fast for air into her lungs, feeling the coiling tension before a climax start to build. "Fuck," croaked Fred near despair, sliding his fingers deeper into her hair. "So fucking close, love. Use your tongue. Flick your clever tongue for me." He pumped his cock with his fist, and Hermione summoned the concentration to lash her tongue in a fast blur over the head, moaning all the while and starting to shudder, as George's fingers on her clit and his slamming thrusts brought her closer and closer to coming. Suddenly semen spurted on her tongue, spilled over her chin and neck, Fred grunting out loud and trembling and his hips bucking in erratic jerks against her. She lapped up and swallowed some of his come, kept swirling her tongue while her own climax broke and she stiffened, then rocked forwards in reflexive waves with drawn-out, shaky cries as George kept fucking her through her orgasm. She fell to her elbows, dazed and spent, her head in Fred's lap as he collapsed too. He gently raised her by the shoulders, draping her arms around his neck and kissing her, fierce and out of breath. "You're amazing, amazing," he murmured. He licked his semen off her chin, her neck and she shivered. "Raise her up," gasped George in a tone not to be argued with. She hung on Fred's shoulders while he got up on his knees again in a rather wobbly motion, bringing her up to sit on her knees too, which changed the angle of George's thrusts so he hit something strange inside -- the same sensitive place he'd rubbed with his fingers earlier. He was bumping into it hard now and even though she was getting sore that particular friction felt wonderful. She sobbed and shook her head in disbelief as she realized she was starting to build again already, except George seemed close to losing it now and she didn't know if there was time. George grabbed one of her arms from Fred's shoulder and put it between her legs without ceremony. "You do it," he ordered. She reached back to her stretched entrance, touching his cock where it slid in and out of her, slick with her juices, feeling the slap of his balls, then rubbed with her fingers over her mound, too sensitive to take direct stimulation on her clit so close on the heels of her previous orgasm. Her back was flush with George's front and her arm clutched over Fred's shoulder and Fred was licking her neck and George pistoning inside her and someone had their hands on her breasts, and as George jerked hard in orgasm, she tensed and shook and shook on the edge, turning her face into Fred's shoulder to muffle her cry as it all finally broke in streams of pleasure that seemed impossibly shivery-soft and gentle compared to the frantic motion that had set it off. George's final thrusts pushed her hard against Fred, and through the haze of sensation she heard one or other of them repeat her name, slurred and sweet like in a fever dream. They made it down onto the mattress in a tangle of sweaty limbs, George still behind her, Fred at her front, their hands stroking down her flanks, mouths brushing against her shoulders and palms as they panted and made wordless, low noises of satisfaction. She felt so boneless and so astonished, she just lay there a sprawled mess and caught her breath, eyes closed, managing an occasional "mmmhm" in reply to their equally intelligent input. She thought she would have smiled if her mouth weren't so dry. An indeterminable period later she swam up to consciousness to the sound of Fred's amused voice. "Do you suppose we may have inadvertently killed her with sex?" Hermione raised a limp hand and swatted his chest, and felt George's soft rumble of laughter behind her. "Am alive," she muttered. "Am awake ... I think?" She pried an eye open. Then another one. A feeling of sheer amazedness engulfed her at the content, sated look of Fred's face in front of her, at the warmth of George's arm around her. Wow. They had really done that. She'd had sex with the twins. With Fred and George, both at once. And it had been just ... whoa. Intense. Good, so good her body still hummed with the goodness of it. Her sluggish mind kicked into gear, and a flurry of 'what now's and 'what if's and 'but's and 'perhaps'es started beating their wings inside her head. Slowly, she sat up, hugging her knees, aware of two men watching her. A hand stroked slowly down her back. "All right?" It was George asking. "Yeah. I'm thirsty," she said distractedly. She needed to pee, too, and she could tell that she was going to leak come all down her leg as soon as she got into a vertical position. For some reason, there being two of them made everything a bit more awkward. If there was one man, she would have just cuddled up to him and laughed off all the messy, clumsy parts that came after sex. But they were watching, and sort of anticipating her reactions, and-- Fred got his wand from the nightstand and conjured a pitcher of ice water and a glass. She held the cold, dew stained glass and drank greedily, handing it back to him next. He poured another glass that he and George shared, while she scooted over to the edge of the bed and put her feet on the floor. "Have to clean up," she muttered. "Ai!" She winced and blushed as she felt the warm trickle down her leg. And damn it, she was going to have to walk out of the room stark naked. And was she expected to stay the night? Or to hang around for a little cuddle and then leave? And if she did stay? What was going to happen the next morning? "Hey." Suddenly there was an arm around her shoulders, and Fred leaned forwards to look her in the eyes. "You're not allowed to leave the room unless you swear that it's not an excuse to go and have a panic attack." She shook her head. "No. I have to pee. And take care of..." she gestured quickly to her lap -- "this, and--" George rolled over to the edge of the bed, too. "Right. We're walking you there." She didn't know whether to laugh or get annoyed. "There's no need for you to walk me to the loo!" He took her hand, laced his fingers with hers. "Maybe not, but you look a little too close to scared for my liking." She remembered what they had told her earlier, about the girl who had indeed freaked out and dashed off once they tried the threesome, and realized they might have valid reason for their concern. "I'm not scared," she explained softly. "Just ... shook up a bit, I guess, and a bit embarrassed about the ... well, the sticky realities. And not sure what's happening next. I liked what we did. A lot." Fred sat next to her on her other side, leaned in and kissed her cheek. "What happens next is something we figure out together. Hermione, don't be embarrassed. About any of it." He looked as serious as she'd ever seen him. "Maybe we're not all that confident, either. It's not as if this is something we've done before." She stared, as touched by his honesty as she was confused by the admission. "But you said you had--" "That was different. Shagging and fun, and not much more than that. You," said Fred quietly, "are the girl we could never agree on. The one we both wanted equally, so we made the tough, democratic decision, that neither of us could have you. Until my baby brother overheard you stammering to Fleur that you'd never dreamed of being with both of us, and got it into his head that you were protesting far too much." "I was," she whispered. "But ... those were strictly fantasies, you know, the kind that ... stay between myself and my own hands." They both paused to look at her, raising their eyebrows and catching their breath. She gave a half-choked laugh, and admitted sheepishly, "Well, my amount of experience may not be impressive, but that doesn't mean I lack practice." "That mental image is doing nothing to lessen the degree to which we fancy your sweet arse off," said Fred in a husky voice, running his fingers into her hair at the back and giving it a playful tug. "The thing is, it matters with you," said George. "But we don't want that to freak you out, either. Because we understand it's complicated -- to be in a relationship that would be generally frowned upon. But we'll give it a chance, if you will." "On a lighter note," said Fred, "the worst we would risk would be to suffer ridiculous amounts of really amazing sex." Her mouth quirked. "Right," she said after a small pause. Truthfully, it was too much to process right away, and she wasn't at all used to both of them being that serious for that long. Well, all things being relative. "Now, listen. I'm not freaked out. Nor running off anywhere. But I really need to pee." She grinned. "Preferably without a chaperone. Please?" They laughed then, and let her go with a gentle smack and a kiss on her bum, and somehow the little talk had calmed her nerves enough that walking naked out of the bedroom with George's come running down her thigh didn't seem such a big deal after all. She used the toilet and found a clean towel that she wrung in soapy water in the sink and washed herself with, then quickly plaited her hair in a messy braid and went back to the bedroom. She came silently on her bare feet, and stopped short in the doorway and watched -- they were lying on the bed, each propped on an elbow and facing each other, mirror images talking together in a murmur, and it made her smile to look at them. They were discussing something about the business, ideas and smart remarks bouncing off each other, but broke off when she entered the room. Fred held up the bedcovers. "Get in here," he suggested, and she crawled up to them and settled in snugly between them. And it turned out that it was quite possible to cuddle with two men at once, after all; with Fred's knee slyly inserting itself between her thighs, and George's warm body flush along the back of hers. "So," George said, kissing her neck. "Did our sinister plan work?" "Depends. What was the sinister plan?" "To sweep you off your feet, naturally." "You did show me that sex can be orgasms," she said with a bit of a smirk into the pillow. "I freely admit that you made good on your promise." They beamed down at her, then at each other, then at her again. "We can show you more!" offered Fred. "Sex," murmured George, running his tongue deliciously over her shoulder, "can be you waking up from both of us taking turns to lick you, until you're stretching and purring like a cat in a sunny spot." "Sex can be breakfast in bed, and lunch can be you on the kitchen table," said Fred with a promising wink that made her squirm against his thigh. "And incidentally, it's my turn." "Sex can be a backrub and a cuddle if you're not in the mood," George reassured her. Fred reached down and tenderly squeezed her bum. "Sex can be as wicked or sweet as you like it." Too tired for decisions, but feeling strangely optimistic about the untraditional arrangement they were suggesting, and very happy at the thought of being shown all this and more, Hermione simply reached to kiss each of them by turn. "Then I believe," she said, "that I'll take half of one and fifty percent of the other." She smiled up at them in mischievous reassurance. "Since it's only fair, and I know that you do like to keep it in balance." |
Caught Masturbating All names in this story are replaced so that no one gets into trouble, but this is a true story... As a trusted neighbour, I am an 18 year old rugby player and often work out. I don't have an amazing body, but it seems to work with the ladies. I have a girl friend, Jenny, of nearly 4 years- and we often have hot, open and loud sex with each other. But things are getting a little predictable, so we made an agreement to openly fuck anyone we wanted, whilst still in a relationship- a young mans dream. We don't often talk about it, but this particular incident turns her tight pussy wet and horny. I often babysit for my two milf neighbours, both of different families- the Smiths and the Jacobs. Mrs Smith, a shorter brunette women, in her early 40s, I have lusted over since I was 15 and we moved to the area. I always tried to somehow get to babysit at their house so I could catch a look of her perky ass and 32C breasts. She's the kind of women with three kids, a fuck load of money, looks about 28 with a range rover and an attractive husband. But I really wanted to fuck her hard. Mrs Jacobs, a taller more discreet women, also in her early 40s. Blonde with an equally perky ass, but with a bigger bust of around 36DD. She often winked at me on my drive as I got out my car, and she was was washing her Mini Cooper with a strappy top and hot pants. Also, I wanted to fuck her, hard. Mrs Smith went on holiday to Spain, to go and see her parents in law with the rest of her family- and this also gave her chance to flaunt her assets in her bikinis. (Which I regularly checked out over the garden fence when sunbathing, she had caught me a few times which ended in her laughing and walking inside). As I already had been in their house a few times, Mr Smith asked if I would house sit their farm house to make sure it went all fine- this was an awesome opportunity as I could bring my girlfriend round and fuck her on the stairs, in the kitchen and in Mrs Smiths bed only visualising Mrs Smith- so I did do. Me and my girlfriend are not know for being a sexual couple around my neighbourhood, but in hers we are known as 'the fuckers'. This is because we (she) are/is so load when we do have sex. So when asking the incredibly hot Mrs Smith if it would be ok for her to come, it was absolutely fine. After a week or so, me and my girlfriend had run out of sexual fantasies and places to fuck, so we decided to fuck other people for abit... But my usual fuck buddy from work (Lucy) was out of town. One day, when checking the house out and feeding the cats, I noticed Mrs Smiths knicker draw, and my dick started to rise in my pants. I could start to feel it pulsating and I started to jack myself of whilst imaging MrsSmith swallowing my cock with her throat and married hands... Then suddenly I heard the downstairs door open, and I leapt up. I thought I was the only one with keys. I put my now solid cock back into my pants, and walked slowly down the stairs. Trying to find who had come in, I heard the Hoover and radio being put on in the lounge.. The other side of the house. I thought that Mrs Smith had just employed a cleaner and as a cum filled young cock, I thought Id surprise her. But it was me who was surprised when I walked round the corner, when bent over trying to get something off the floor, was Mrs Jacobs. Her beautiful ass pointing in the air in some soft hot pants, with a little wet smudge where her Pudsey was. She turned around... Part two. "Oh hey scott, what are you doing here?" She said turning around revealing here tight bust filled top. "Oh I'm just, just looking after the house for Mrs Smith" I said, nervously and conscious of my cock telling more of a different story! "Oh cool, well looks like you're doing a great job..." She said winking at my budging crotch and looking obviously at the sofa, which looked like someone had had a very hot fuck on. She was very attractive herself, although her husband earned enough money for her and her two girls to love in luxury, she liked to keep busy. "Thanks, not doing a bad job yourself" I said, trying to be a little cheeky. I knew that she had an idea I fancied her, because once when I got really drunk I sent her a text saying 'Fancy a fuck? ;)'. Regretted that for a while! I sat down on the sofa and tried to get rid of my hardon by distracting myself by watching TV. But I could tell Mrs Jacobs was horny and very wet. After provocatively hoovering the floor, she sat down next to me on the sofa. "I've been cleaning all week you know..." She said, as I thought 'shit, she must have heard me and Jen'. "Sounds and looks like you've used Caroline's (Mrs Smith) house in more ways than one.." She winked at me and started to bite her lip. "I heard you and ..." "Jenny" I said shyly "Yes Jenny, that's it! Yeh I heard you giving her a very, very good time" She seductively whispered in my ear whilst groping my semi-member. "Did you see any...?" Was the only thing I could think of to keep this sexual tension going. This milf wanted cock, and I wanted her pussy, maybe I had overlooked her- good in bed? Probably! "No, but I definitely imagined it when Gary (Mr Jacobs) tried to satisfy me. Annd again when I was in the shower the other night... Just imagining your hot cock drill another woman turned me on and I sucked all of Gary's cum twice. The second time whilst he was asleep and I was still really wet." Although quite experienced in sex, no one had ever been this explicate with me, apart from Lucy and Jenny. I was very taken back by this milf groping my dick hard, and telling me she wanted it. "Would you like to make use of Mrs Smiths house better then?" I winked at her and gestured upstairs. She then leant over, pushing her perfect but slightly mature boobs into me, and whispered "nope" and bit my lip... "I want to fuck you hard in every single room. I've been dreaming about it for months. Since Christmas in fact when I heard you and Jen in your house." She said to me. Shocked, I started to kiss her neck to start to get her even hornier. I don't boast about my sex life with other people, but for the milf next door to have heard, I found that very very hot. We could both feel each other being turned on by us wanting passionate sex in a friends house, My dick was becoming too my for my pants at the time, and her fabric hot pants were sodden... I knew what I had to do. She was sat on my left, and I reached over with my right hand to grab her ass. She let out a little squeal as though she loved being treated rough. I started to massage and grope her ass and said "Do you prefer rough or soft" she replied with, "I'm not that old, fuck me as hard and as rough as you can and I'll tell you after" as I but her glossy lips. So with this extra drive age had given me to fuck her, I put my jeans down to release my hard dick, and she immediately stopped enjoying my neck kiss, to start kissing and sucking the top of my dick. I reached over her back so I could start to play with her ass. She started to attempt to swallow my dick (Lucy my work fuck buddy has only been the only woman to have successfully do this. Which has told me, I'm larger than usual). Mrs Jacobs wasn't able to fit all my dick down her throat but it was awesome. She took a breather and said; "So do you like my cleaning technique?" Whilst winking at me.. To keep the hot passion I said "well how do you like my house siting technique" as I started to forced my middle finger into her tight ass. She groaned and told me to put another in. Fuck it was tight. I'd never had anal before, but I had a feeling this may be my lucky day. After filling her mouth and getting her to cream on my fingers, I pulled her up on to my lap. Both fully clothed, I pulled her strappy top off, and pulled her nipples out of her obviously slutty, but classy bra. So then I started to lick and suck as hard as I could get her really horny and a guaranteed fuck. Her head flung back as she started to 'dry' hump my dick... But with hot pants that wet it seemed impossible... So she reached back and raised her ass. I was a little confused so I kept groping and licking her perfect nipples, then suddenly I felt her married hand on my cock, and then her wet tight pussy being forced open with my cock. For a mother of two, her pussy was tight and she knew how to fuck! I started to moan as so did she, hers were more intense and I started to feel her pussy widen and contract. "Fuck me Scott, what a giant cock you have. Fuck. Me" she shouted whilst cumming on my dick. She immediately took it out, and sucked my dick clean, and swallowed it completely. "Wow, you left that a surprise to swallow all of that" "Well you know Scott, I have a lot of surprises for you..." She winked at me, and led me by my shaft to another room... Part 3 We got to the stairs and she sat down level with my dick, and started to suck. This really caught me by surprise so I lent over to hold onto a couple of stairs above, and fucked her mouth really quick, chocking her on my 18 year old dick... This just turned her on me and started to rub her clit really hard. "Wow!" I exclaimed as she gagged on my cock and spat it out trying to regain her breathe. "Mm" is all she said, then she got up and led me to Mrs Smiths bed. "You know i and Caroline use to be really good friends?" I did, I use to watch in hope when they both went for a run. I nodded. "Well we arent anymore because I Fucked Mr Smith on here before, and Caroline found out she had competition... Obviously she can't take dick like me." She said whilst flinging the duvet off the bed and climbing in... "Now Scott, I want you to give me the best fuck I've ever had, alright?" She winked whilst biting her lip and rubbing her wet pussy. All I could do was nod and fuck at this point. So I climbed on, and threw her onto all fours, which seemed to have a positive result as she moaned, hard. We had really hard loud sex that afternoon, I filled her pussy and her ass on two different occasions... And we fucked on Caroline's bed untill Mrs Jacobs sprayed... Then in shower, on the hall floor and in the garden. After she regained her energy a little it was dark. "Won't your husband wonder where you are?" I said with her lay on my chest... "Nope, I told him I was going to go and fuck a young hard dick." |
This is the sequel to 'Sally Sam, Mary, Mark Kevin Kerry' and 'Sally Sam, Mary, Mark Kevin Kerry 2' It is probably best to read those two episodes first. On Saturday morning I woke early. There was something going on beside me. When I opened my eyes I saw my wife, Sally, naked on top of my 15-year old nephew, Peter, also naked. Sally's cunt was on Peter's face and I could see his tongue sliding between her labia. Sally's head was bobbing up and down over Peter's groin. No prizes for guessing why she was doing that. I was not surprised or upset by what I was watching. After all, Peter and I had double fucked Sally for the second time, just before I fell asleep last night. During the night I had woken up for a pee and found that Sally and Peter were asleep beside me, in a tangle of naked limbs. Ever since I fell in love with Sally, until about a month ago, I had been faithful to her. I felt certain that she loved me too, and had been faithful to me until our first orgy. I called the way that we had lived our past sex life the old rules, but now we operated under new rules. But what were the new rules? I knew that tonight I would fuck Sally's sister Mary, and Mary's friend, Kerry in front of every one who was present, and I would watch Sally fuck Mark, Mary's partner and Kevin, Kerry's partner. I was not sure where Peter would fit in, but was sure that he would fit in somewhere. Almost certainly he would be fucking Mary in one hole while I fucked another. I knew that Mary was ready to try a double fuck. Peter would probably also share fucking Sally with someone else. Peter and I had double fucked her twice last night and I guessed that she was enthusiastic about more of the same. So I knew some of the things that were expected under the new rules, but was there anything forbidden under those rules? In my past experience a set of rules all started with 'Thou shall not...'. Peter and Sally both came while I was pondering the rules. Sally then turned to me and kissed me, poking her tongue into my mouth so that I could taste Peter's cum, most of which she had swallowed. “Are you two men going to join me in the shower? I want to feel your wet bodies against mine.” So we all washed each other. I made a mental note to investigate a larger shower stall with shower roses all around. I thought that it should be big enough to accommodate 6 or 8 bodies. Sally dried herself but made no move to put any clothes on. When Peter went to wrap a towel around his waist, Sally pulled it off. “New rules, Peter, Sam. Total nudity when we are alone in the house.” “OK” “If you say so.” Now, this morning, sitting around the kitchen table we discussed this evening's activities. Peter was curious about how we coped with watching each other being fucked. Sally replied first. “Until a month ago, I had been faithful to Sam and I believe that he had been faithful to me.” “Yes! I had.” “Then my sister, Mary told me about a night during which she was fucked by Kevin while Kerry and Mark watched, then Mark fucked Kerry on the same bed. When I told Sam about this, I could tell by the fact that his cock stayed erect after he had fucked me that he liked the idea. Then when I told him that we were invited to join in a repeat of that night I could tell that he was as excited by the whole thing as I was.” Sally continued, “That first night at Mark and Mary's place left us both so aroused that we have been busy fucking ever since. So to answer your question, we love watching each other fucking other people. It really turns us both on, big time. What about you, Peter? How do you feel when Wendy brings a boyfriend home to fuck?” “I love it, because then I get to fuck her arse while he is fucking her cunt. Sometimes she doesn't come home until the morning, but when she gets home she's so randy, she fucks me to exhaustion, even though I can tell from her sloppy cunt that she has been fucking all night. I love that too.” “So, my slut wife, what, if any, are our new rules for fucking? It sounds, from what you just said that I can fuck anyone while you are watching, and I certainly enjoy watching you fucking with all the partners that I have seen you with. We have joked about you fucking the hunk at your work or me fucking my cute young secretary. Would that be OK with you?” “Well! I'd really be pissed off if I found out about you fucking someone behind my back. If you do fuck your cute secretary you had bloody better tell me straight away, and I'll want all the details. I think that I'd be OK with that, although it would be much better if you fucked her in front of me, and even better if I could be part of the action. How about you? Would it be OK if I fucked the hunk at my work?” “I feel the same way. I want to share in some way in all your fucking. If you tell me about it afterwards that's one way of sharing with me, but the more I'm involved the better that I'll enjoy it.” For the rest of the day, except when we stopped for lunch, we were all busy preparing for the evening. Whenever Peter or I came close to Sally we would give her bum a squeeze, or a nipple a tweak, and she generally gave our pricks a little tug, nothing too arousing, just a little friendly reminder of what we would be doing that evening. Recently, since our sex life had picked up so dramatically, Sally had only ever worn very short skirts, so I was surprised when, late in the afternoon, I saw her going into the room where she kept her sewing things, carrying a pair of jeans. Lately she had mostly used that room to shorten her more conservative skirts. When she came out again I understood. She was wearing her jeans now but they were now more erotic than if she were naked because she had cut out a bikini shaped section, completely exposing her mons and her pussy, then she turned around revealing that she had cut a similar triangle from the back, exposing her bum slit. She was topless and her feet were bare. I could not decide if she was beautifully obscene or obscenely beautiful. Eventually everything was ready for the evening, then the door bell rang. Sally went to open the door, dressed only in her obscene jeans. Peter and I stood behind her, both still naked. Sally flung the door wide open, giving any neighbours who might happen to be passing an eyeful. On the doorstep were Mark and Mary and Kevin and Kerry, all dressed alike in a piece of Hawaiian style cloth wrapped around their bodies. Mark's and Kevin's were short and wrapped around their waists, Mary's and Kerry's were a bit longer, wrapped around under their armpits, and reaching down to just below their pussies. All were secured by velcro on the mens' hips or under the womens' armpits, leaving an gap down their legs or bodies which opened up as they came through the front door. No one wore anything under their piece of cloth. Sally stepped up to each of our guests in turn, hugged them and kissed them, men and women both, then tugged their covering, pulling the velcro apart, and dropping the cloth on the floor. While she was kissing Mark and Kevin, they each slipped a couple of fingers into her pussy, and gave her a little pleasure. Peter and I stepped forward and hugged and kissed the now naked girls. While we kissed them they squeezed our cocks, and we pushed a finger into their pussies. When the introductions/greetings were complete, and the front door finally closed, we discussed how we should proceed. Sally had organised a cold sm?sbord which we could eat at any time, so we agreed to start with some fucking straight away, then pause while we enjoyed the meal, before completing the evening with more fucking. Mary was really keen to have Peter and me fuck her, so we went first, while every one else stood and watched us, although Kevin and Sally were groping each other, as were Mark and Kerry. Sally had placed a mattress in the middle of the living room floor, so I lay on my back on the mattress, pulling Mary on top of me. Mary must have been really aroused because my erect cock slipped into her well lubricated cunt without any difficulty. Sally picked up a tube of lube from an occasional table, squeezed some onto her fingers and plunged one finger into Mary's bum hole and wriggled her finger around inside Mary's bowel and then squeezed more lube onto her hand and smeared it along Peter's very hard cock. Then Sally placed Peter's cock at Mary's rear entrance with one hand while, with the other hand she pushed Peter's bum forward, causing him to penetrate Mary's bum. Peter and I found a rhythm which pleased Mary and both of us, and almost at once the three of us were moaning with our pleasure. After a very few minutes I felt Mary's cunt squeeze my cock as her orgasm swept over her. This triggered my own orgasm and Peter obviously could feel what was happening inside Mary's body because he came more or less simultaneously with me. Our audience cheered as we collapsed into a tangle of naked human flesh. I could have stayed there indefinitely, reveling in the post-coital feeling of well being, with Mary on top of me and Peter on top of her, but eventually Peter climbed off Mary after his cock had slipped out of her arsehole, then Mary stood up, pulling my now limp cock out of her cunt. She reached down to me and grabbed my hand to help me up, and that was the end of that. My wife Sally went next. She wanted Mark in her cunt and Peter in her arsehole. Amazingly, Peter was up for it. I envied him his youth, since I could not have gone again straight away, although the whole atmosphere was so erotic that I almost could have. For her first fuck of the evening Sally kept her obscene jeans on. While we watched, Kerry came to me and rubbed her naked body against mine, while I played with her nipples, and Mary and Kevin were doing much the same. I was so enjoying Kerry's attentions that I did not pay much attention to the threesome on the mattress until Mary screamed. “Oh! Fuck yeah! I'm fucking cumming. Holly shit!” Then I realised that Peter was unloading his contribution inside her bowels, and Mark inside her cunt. They collapsed on top of each other and lay there for 5 or 10 minutes, before Peter stood up again. Sally rolled over beside Mark and. his cock slipped out of her. They both just lay there grinning, until Kerry got impatient to use the mattress for her turn. Kevin and Kerry had never tried anal before, so Kerry decided that she wanted Kevin to fuck her arsehole while she and I were sucking each other in a 96, with me on the bottom. Kerry's attentions, and all the sex going on around us, had aroused me again, so that I had a great erection for her. Mary did the honours with the lube, poking a large dollop into Kerry's arsehole and wriggling her fingers inside her to lube and stretch her. I watched Mary doing this from between Kerry's thighs as I was running my tongue from her clit to her hole and back again and she was taking my cock to the back of her mouth, and bobbing her head up and down. When Kevin started to press his cock head into his wife's arse, she stopped moving up and down my cock. Guessing that she was tensing up I paid extra attention to her clit, hoping to distract her. At the same time I pressed a finger into her hole and felt around for her G-spot. Whether I found it or not, she collapsed on top of me in a huge orgasm as Kevin slipped inside her arse. Kevin came in Kerry's arse after only a few minutes of pumping in and out, then Kerry came again before finally I pumped my second load for the evening into Kerry's mouth, which she swallowed. With the first round of sex for the evening now over, we all sat down to enjoy the spread that Sally had prepared with Peter's and my help. As we ate Peter brought up the question that I had been asking earlier; was there anything that was not allowed under the 'new' rules? Mary didn't know the answer, but instead she told us about an adventure that she and Mark had recently enjoyed, which had some relevance. Bob was the CEO of a Canadian company that Mark's company did business with. Bob was in Sydney to discuss a new contract with Mark. Last Friday night Mark invited Bob home for dinner and since he was traveling with his 18-year old daughter Barbara she came too. When they arrived it was obvious that they were closer than a normal father and teenage daughter. Mary said as much and Bob and Barbara both burst out laughing. They explained, tripping over each other to tell the tale, that they started fucking when Barbara was 15. Her mother, Bob's wife had found out and confronted them with the facts as she knew them. At first, Bob's wife had threatened to go to the police, which would have landed Bob in gaol. Bob managed to convince his wife that, if she did that, they would all suffer, as he would lose his well paid job, and she and Barbara would lose the luxurious life style that they currently enjoyed. In the end Bob's wife saw reason, he set her up in a good house with a fat trust fund to support her life style, and she agreed that Bob and Barbara could stay together. Since he could not marry Barbara Bob was not interested in a divorce, but he assured his wife that if she ever wanted one, for what ever reason, he would make it easy for her. In the end the separation was quite amicable. By the time that Bob and Barbara had finished their story the meal was almost over. Mary went to the kitchen to brew some coffee. Bob followed her into the kitchen telling her how much he was attracted to her, and following this up by running his hands over her bare shoulders. Mary enjoyed the attention, although she did not take it too seriously. Then she carried a tray with four fresh coffees and four brandies back into the dining room, only to discover Barbara sitting on Mark's lap, facing him. Her skimpy top, which had not concealed much anyway was lying on the floor beside them. Her short skirt, which had not concealed much either, was bunched up around her waist. There was no sign of any panties, and Mark had two fingers in her pussy while her lips were locked to Mark's, which explained why Mary and Bob had not heard her moans from the kitchen. As Mary told it: “We never did drink those coffees because they were cold by the time we had finished fucking. The brandies were appreciated eventually, though. Bob and Barbara stayed until Monday morning, and over the weekend we fucked in nearly every combination possible between four people. They flew back to Canada on Monday, but in six month's time Mark has to present a progress report, in person, in Toronto, and I'm going with him, and we'll be staying in Bob and Barbara's home for one week.” “Wow Mary! That's fucking cool.” from her sister Sally. “Some people have all the fucking luck.” from her friend Kerry. “I don't know about that, Kerry. We've had our own little adventure recently, too.” from Kevin. So then of course Kevin and Kerry had to tell of their adventure. “Well,” Kerry started, “I have this close friend at work who broke up with her boyfriend about 3 months ago. After our two communal fucks, I've been feeling, and acting very sexy, and of course Lyn noticed and wanted to know why. At first I just told her that I was having especially good sex with Kevin, which was true, but not the whole truth.” “Lyn sensed that there was something more and kept on at me to tell her how come Kevin's and my sex life had picked up so dramatically. In the end I told her after swearing her to keep it secret. Her response was 'Larry left me because I was not willing to do anything kinky like that. Now, 3 months later, I'm so randy that I would love to be fucked like that.' So I asked her, 'Lyn, would you eat my pussy, while Kevin was fucking you?' 'You're kidding me aren't you? You would let Kevin fuck me while I ate your pussy?' 'It would only be a loan you understand. Then I would want Kevin to fuck me while I ate your pussy. Does that idea turn you on?' 'Fuck yeah! When can we do it?' 'How does this evening sound?' 'Fuck yeah!' So I rang Kevin to make sure that he was up for it, and that is what we did that evening. Since then Lyn has been back a couple of times and is now as big a slut as I am.” “So why didn't you bring her tonight?” Sally wanted to know. “I wasn't sure that she would be welcome. Would she be, next time?” We took a vote and it was unanimously agreed that she should be invited to our next 'get together'. I mentioned that Wendy, my sister and Peter's mum wanted to be invited too. Again everyone agreed that she would be welcome. After the meal the rest of the evening was pretty much like the start had been, just different combinations of cocks in various different women's holes. The grand finale was when Sally had Mark, Kevin and me fuck her in her 3 holes, while she stroked Peter to his 5th or 6th ejaculation of the evening, which he sprayed all over her tits. After that our guests went home, Sally finally took off her obscene jeans, and she, Peter and I tumbled into bed together, but no one made any move to have further sex; we just all fell asleep. |
This story is only a short one. It is about my girlfriend, my best friend actually. It was about three years ago near Christmas when this took place. To protect her identity I will give her another name and change the area she worked in. This actually happened to her at a bar she worked at for 2 years. The names are changed to protect the innocent. Terry was a good friend of mine. I believe her as we have been friends since childhood and I have been to the place where she worked a lot. She was 18 at the time. She worked in a crazy large bar and was a shooter girl or shooter bitch as some call it. The bar she worked in could hold 300 plus people and was wild. It was a country style bar. Things got especially rowdy there on Friday and Saturday nights. Her job was to dress pretty slutty and of course the sluttier you dress the better the tips, right? After all she was a shooter girl. She was little, cute and sexy. She stood about five foot four and weighed 110 pounds. She was thin and in great shape. She came home with tips regularly in the amount of three hundred dollars or more on a good night. It was a country bar she worked in. She would wear the tightest and smallest jean shorts you could ever imagine, a plaid tied up shirt that showed her mid drift, worn old brown cowboy boots and a cowboy hat. At the bar she wore two holsters that contained shots. She would walk around the bar and serve the drunken men and women. She gave extra freebie shots out to people she liked or looked hot. She told me several times how she would get groped, spanked and sprayed by booze. It was a wild mess. She was never scared and loved the attention. One evening in particular the bar was packed beyond capacity. The crowd was extremely large, overly drunk and boisterous. She said early on she knew the bar would go offside. The men there were grabbing and spanking her alot more than usual. She even had to slap a few guys as they tried to fondle her breasts. Like I say she did not mind the attention, but it depended who it was from. As it got near the end of the night you could not even move. The floor was packed like sardines. Terry was sprayed repeatedly by beer all night. It made her look like she had just stepped out of the shower fully clothed. She was soaked and looked hot. The crowd cheered every time someone got her. Everyone eventually was wet. She got stuck out near the dance floor area. Unable to move. She told some people she needed to get over to the bar for refills. She was suddenly picked up and surfed over to the bar. Once there, she was put down on it and carefully stretched out by many hands. Shots and drinks got poured on her stomach. Her shirt was pushed up higher to reveal more of her nice flat stomach. Men and women fought to lick and drink off of her. Other people kissed her and made out with her. She liked it. People in the large crowd undid her shorts and started feeling her up. Booze spilled down soaking her panties and shorts. Other drinks were deliberately poured on her tight little crotch. Her top was also stretched up by many hands exposing her breasts. Somehow persons unknown had unclasped and pulled off her little lacey bra. She was doused with booze and many tongues took turns licking and slurping it off her body. She said the attention made her cum. Terry was a bit of a slut so she did not fight having her clothes taken off gradually. Her body is still one of the hottest naked ones I have ever seen. She could be a model and any guy or girl who sees her naked would want to fuck it. Seriously. I even ate her out a few times after we got drunk. My tongue licked every inch of her tight curvy body. She was cute. She would moan and shake before she had an orgasm. When she came she would whimper softly. It was cute. She told me ebventually her shorts were pulled down to only be stopped by her boots. Her panties had alcohol poured all over them. They became a little translucent when wet. She was shaved so no bush showed through. Her top had been yanked above her tits also. An impromptu line had formed to have a turn doing something to her body. Many photos were taken of the event. She eventually was pulled off the bar and pushed to a corner. There she made out with a couple of girls and 5 guys. Two of them took turns fucking her. They got around her and fucked her against the wall. She told me the first guy was hung like a small horse and he fucked the shit out of her. She said it excited her to have sex in a large crowd where some people were watching you as you got it. She told me there were other sex shows going on in the bar that night. Some of the girls were probably so drunk they did not realize what was happening to them. Others loved it. A couple girls left missing various articles of clothing like shirts or shoes. When she left that night all she had were her shorts and beer soaked top. She told me she lost her panties, bra cowboy boots and hat from the adventure. She smelled like a brewery of beer and other hard liquor. She continued to work at the bar but this did not happen again. More security was hired after that. The stories were on the news about this. The bar was fined for overserving. |
Sorry….story split when entering it… As the men continued to pleasure her she yelled at them to do it harder. This she found always made her orgasms more intense. Another hand from out of no where wrapped around her neck and choked her tightly. Just before passing out momentarily from her largest climax ever she felt fingers shove up her asshole. The force jolted her hips upwards. One of the men had an ass fucking interest. He flipped her over on the bed and jammed his cock into her tight ass. Her puckered little asshole was like a bulls eye. Red tight and waiting. In he jammed. Casey let out a feeble little grunt. Her tight ass felt so good it only took about 9 thrusts. The water tap was on. Cum gushed inside. When done he pulled out and gave her the hardest smack ever across the cheeks. A red mark immediately appeared. The men grabbed her now passed out and limp body and dragged her to the shower. She came to in the shower. Little did she know each man had at least one turn in one of her holes as she passed out. Some fucked her luscious lips and pretty mouth. Other entered her ass. She must have had a lot more booze fed to her than she had thought. She was enjoying this punishment. She wanted this every week. Babysitting has its perks she thought. In the shower she was pushed face first against the glass wall. It was a see through walk in shower. Tiled from floor to ceiling. There were all sorts of shower heads positioned at different angles. Through the glass Casey could see one of the men videotaping the romp. Her hair now wet and dripping. The men had taken the pigtails out. Wet hair hung messily over her face. Two men held her suspended by her arms against the glass. Another held her up by her hips and was thrusting a large cock in her cunt from behind. In and out. The warm water cascaded off her back. She could feel his cock harden then release a load into her. Deep inside her. A warm load. It was like sitting on a hose she thought. Casey loved getting fucked. Who was next she wondered? Another guy entered her from behind. This time it was in her asshole. He was rough. He grabbed her ass cheeks. Pulled them apart. She could hear him spit. Then pressure and a bit of discomfort. He entered her. His hard gigantic cock lifted her higher up the glass. She felt like he was going to snap her in half. The other men grabbed her ankles and spread her wider. In and out pumped this cock like a large jack hammer. The more he fucked the rougher he got. He grabbed Casey by the back of her hair. A big clump. He jarred her head back and twisted her head so her face looked back at his. Her back arched. She cried out in discomfort. He liked this. He told her that she was getting this for being a really bad little babysitter. He forcefully kissed her lips, biting and sticking his tongue deep down her throat. He then chewed on the back of her neck like a wild animal. Eventually he pumped her ass so full of cum it dripped and drizzled down her leg. He withdrew and she fell to the shower floor. Three guys still stood above her for more. They jerked their cocks off above her. Cum sprayed and hit her face and hair. Some dripped to her lips. She licked and swallowed. She sat there on her knees. Her hands holding her up, panting and exhausted. He pussy and ass throbbing from the fuck fest. She had enjoyed every minute of it. She could then hear Andrew’s voice. He stood above her. He told her to get on all fours like a table. She did. Without warning she heard a cracking sound like a whip and felt the hot blistering pain cross her backside. She collapsed to the ground. She got up again on all fours. Harder please she asked. Again crack and she collapsed. Andrew knelt down and whispered into her ear. He told her that was for stealing his stuff. If she did it again the punishment would be worse next time. He helped her up and took her to the bedroom. He told her to get dressed and go home. When Casey saw the clock it said 6pm. She had been there for about 5 hours. She could not remember the entire time. Casey tried to find her clothes. They were no where to be seen. Little did she know one of the men who had a sick fetish for clothes had kept her shorts and shoes. He was to use them when pleasuring himself. Casey went into Jane’s closet. She found a light summer dress and some sandals. She put them on, they fit really well and then went downstairs. As she walked home she smirked to herself. She knew she could mark 6 more conquests off on her bedpost. Casey was unaware Jane saw her leave the house. Jane also recognized she was wearing her clothes. Jane followed Casey in her mini van wondering what she should do about this situation…. Jane was really angry. She drove up beside Casey and began to yell at her. She was asking why the fuck Casey was wearing her clothes. Casey had to think fast on her feet. She told Jane that she was swimming and her clothes had blown into their pool. Jane told Casey she would verify this by calling her husband. She rolled up the window and Casey could tell she was in a heated debate with someone on the other end. An evil smile then came over Jane's face. The window rolled down. Jane told Casey to get inside the van. Casey's knees were shaking. She was nervous and knew she was in big big trouble now... |
I was running late that day. I had packed everything I thought I needed for the trip. I packed two pair of skimpy jean shorts, one Lulu Lemon* workout pair and a well worn, faded pair of blue jeans. Starting from our small home town in Oklahoma, my best friend, Erin and I were heading off on a road trip to California, We were just a couple small town, na?ve, farm girls. We were still innocent then. No worries at all. Let me start by describing ourselves. My name is Amy. I am 21 years old. I have run all my life. My 5?3? frame is very small and petite. I have d cup breasts which look great with my washboard flat stomach. They stick out erect and firm. When my nipples protrude, you can see them clearly jutting out of my overly tight t-shirts I usually sport. My long, straight blond hair falls down to my ass. My ass is my best feature. When I stand or bend over, guys tell me I have the best ass they have ever seen in jeans. I have large baby blue eyes and nice firm luscious lips. I am sometimes accused of being a flirt or tease the way I stare at people. I always get what I want. My friend Erin (18) is kind of like me. She has long brown hair to her ass and is 5?9? tall. Her medium size tits and rounded ass make her look fucking hot. She also works out and doesn?t have an ounce of fat on her. You can see from her long firm legs and arms, that she is tight. You could bounce a quarter off her stomach and catch it. Erin?s legs are so long they seemed to go on forever. When she wears heels, the definition in her calves even turns me on. She walks down the street in her shorts and constantly gets cat calls and howls from men and women. Sometimes, guys even tell her that they fantasize about her and jerk off. For our trip we were taking her convertible Mustang. It was about 6 years old so it should make the 1400 or so mile journey no problem. We had planned on staying a few weeks seeing we were both taking some time off. , It was a hot day, probably 90 degrees with no wind. I wore a really small white cotton sundress, size 2. This dress barely covered the bottom part of my ass. I bought it when I was in Mexico last year, for $5.00. It was very light with spaghetti straps. The designs around the bottom and top were hand sewn in a Mayan pattern. The middle waist area of the dress hugged my very petite waist; I looked like a sexy little hour glass. I wore a teeny weenie white string bikini under the dress which had double flimsy strings on each side holding the front and rear patches together. I also like jewelry. My belly button is pierced and I wore two thin ankle charm bracelets. I wore an old pair of brown well worn cowboy boots on my feet. Erin doesn?t like dresses as much. She was dressed in her favorite pair of well worn old faded Guess* blue jean shorts. They were short but not slutty short. They sat just above her pubic bone down to just below as to not show any ?bottom bum?. I swear the seams up the sides were so worn they would tear if even slightly pulled. They had 3 buttons up the front to close them and she would always wear them with the first button with the front of her shorts folded over showing off her lacy white boy panties underneath. On top she wore a tight white t-shirt with a blue bull?s eye right between her breasts. Her tits were so firm she didn?t need a bra. She wore little runners and white socks with pomp pomps. She had her clit pierced with two studs and a tramp stamp of a devil?s tail. She liked to think she was kind of a nasty bad girl. She wore her hair that day in two tight French braids. We let the top down on the car; I put my feet up on the dash and let the wind flow up my legs and mess up my hair. The hot air turned me on. We drove until midnight on that first night. Along the Interstate we chugged beers and smoked a bit of pot. We stopped for gas in a small town that I can?t remember the name of. There was a gas station, a corner store, and a bar on the corner. The bar was old with the door and windows all blacked out. A few motorcycles were parked outside with a jacked up blue four by four. We both didn?t realize, really how much shit we had ingested until we stopped. We were a little unstable on our feet. Erin wanted another beer so she told me to gas up and said she was going over to check out the bar for a quick drink. I told her I was tired and would gas up and then take a quick power nap while she was in there. I told her I would come in and grab her in about ? hour. The irony now of the ?grab her? reference would soon make sense. She was grabbed?over and over. I gassed up and went for a nap at the side of the bar in the car. I awoke and looked at my watch. I was startled to realize I had been sleeping for almost 2 hours. I heard loud cheering coming from inside the bar. I couldn?t see in. It sounded like a really good party though so I decided to check it out. I was unaware of what had happened and what was still transpiring?. When Erin had entered the bar, she didn?t know that she had entered the wrong bar. It was a ?mens? night there and it was full of horny good old boys and oil workers. They were all off for the weekend and watching, of all things, mud wrestling. Once she got the picture of what kind of place this was, Erin turned around to leave, but 2 men immediately blocked the door. She didn?t have a chance against 45 or so men. It seemed these men hadn?t had sex or got off in a week. The show made them that much hornier. Erin could see bulges in their pants. One guy, large guy, way over 6 feet tall, grabbed her wrist and pulled her over to the pool table. He handed her a cue and told her to shoot. Every time she bent over to make a shot, men would come up behind her and fondle, spank or squeeze her ass, really hard. Bending over made the backside of her shorts separate from her waist just slightly. She felt a hand reach down and slowly finger her ass and slide back out. Another man poured a beer down her backside. She was spanked and had the rear pockets ripped off her shorts forcefully. She turned around meaning to fight back, now with cue in her hands; she could use it as a weapon. The tall man was right in her face. She smacked him and told him she was leaving. A group of horny men came over and grabbed her wrists, the pool cue dropping to the floor. They tied her wrists and hands above her head to a set of overhead lights. Erin was trapped and helpless, dangling with her feet barely touching the ground. She looked like a sad deer in the headlights. It seemed she was a trophy buck or ?fuck? to the guys, even hearing someone comment on ?mounting her?. She hung there like a prized piece of meat. Her long tanned legs dangled and perky breasts needed lots of attention. Every inch of her body was about to be licked, pinched, fucked or cummed on and in. She was to be taught a very serious lesson for entering the wrong bar! About 10 horny as hell guys surrounded her with hard cocks. She felt them pressing against her. A few guys would kiss her while others poured beer down her t-shirt and lick it off her. Her firm tits showed through the beer stained fabric. Many men groped and squeezed them. She cried out and moaned depending on the firmness of the grope. She felt hands slide down the rear of her shorts and squeeze her tight ass cheeks. A guy in front rubbed against her and grabbed the sides of her shorts. He pulled her tight towards him in a dry fucking manner. The side stitching stretched, tore and then gave way. Many hands reached up the sides of the now seamless jean shorts and grabbed at her panties. They were torn immediately into many pieces and thrown on the pool table. Erin was untied and carried to the long cold wooden beat up bar. She was pinned down on it. Her ankles and wrists were held so tight. She bucked and wriggled, only able to move her mid torso. It turned the men on, as her back arched up and tight ass and hips bucked and wiggled up and down. She grunted and moaned and begged to be let go. A silver cold knife was used by someone to touch her stomach under her beer soaked t-shirt. She could hear the cutting of the fabric. The shirt fell to pieces around her. Everyone cheered, and guys grabbed and sucked those round firm tits. They begged for it. One guy knelt on the bar and shoved his 9 inch cock down her throat, fucking her face, hard, long deep strokes. She choked on it, struggling to breath, gagging. When he was ready, he plugged her nose to make sure she swallowed. She could feel hot cum on her face and in her hair. Her braids pulled and soaked with cum. They were cruel. She was face fucked hard with the cocks going down her throat one after the other. Her tits were being stimulated and this made her want to cum. She wouldn?t give in. Load after load of cum was forced into her mouth. She gagged each time, but the onslaught was relentless. The guys were horny and gross. They pulled off her shoes and socks and she could feel hands really tight holding her ankles. They were actually using her feet to jerk some of them off. She felt the warm cum of many men running down the top of her feet. Erin was shirtless, shoeless and only wore tattered, torn jean shorts now. The men started pouring shots on her stomach and lining up taking turns sucking alcohol off her tits and stomach. The more the booze was poured on, the further it traveled down to her pussy. The front of her jean shorts were soaked in booze. A hand grabbed the front of them and tore them right off. Like a frenzied animal the man tore her shorts into pieces and called her a fucking tease. She was grabbed by her hips, flipped face down. An enormous cock jammed into her pussy; it hurt, she let out a whimper. She was wet from all the attention and the giant cock slid in and out easy, gathering momentum, moving faster and faster. People gathered closely and pulled out their cocks. Cum from all over rained on her face, hair and tits. Erin knew the guy was ready to cum as his cock had gotten extremely hard and he was starting to grunt. The warm cum filled her inside. As he came he squeezed her hip so hard it made her cry. When I entered the bar somewhat reluctantly, I saw a large group of males in the corner. They were in a semi-circle around something they were very interested in it appeared? I went to the bar area and asked the bartender where my friend was. He pointed over to the guys and said she was over there. I looked down at the floor as my foot stuck to it. On the ground were loads of semen and a torn and tattered pair of jean shorts. The jean shorts looked like they had been torn about 20 times in all directions. The shorts were wet from cum and smelled like beer. The buttons up the front were all popped or torn off except for one of them. I recognized them as Erin?s. Obviously, from the condition of them, it was clear she had them forcefully ripped off her precious body against her will. I could hear her above the music screaming and crying. I imagined she was probably fucked by all these guys at least once while I was sleeping in the car. I had let her down. Her body would be destroyed by these animals. There was surely a baby seed in her, but from who in this bar? It was if a pin dropped. Everything stopped. All the men turned and looked at me. Half of them had their cocks out and were jerking off. Others were completely naked; others still clothed, all had erections that needed to be relieved. Were they going to do that on me? I went to run, but cum, beer and her destroyed shorts under my cowboy boots made me slip and fall. The men gathered around me. I was picked up from behind and held suspended off the ground. Many hands grabbed and tore my dress off like it was a dry paper bag. Cocks from every angle rubbed against my athletic body. They were wet and horny cocks. They made my legs shiny with pre cum. I lost my boots as I struggled, being held up in the air. They were passed around and jerked off in by numerous guys. Hands groped under my little bathing suit. Both pieces were ripped off my body with little effort. A hand from behind groped my ass and went up it. These guys were rough. I was grabbed by the ankles and wrists and tilted face down about 3 feet off the bar floor. Their hands forcefully spread my ankles wide. A large wet cock entered my asshole from behind and pumped me hard. It hurt so much I couldn?t help it. I cried out! It hurt so much; it felt like my ass was on fire! I couldn?t think, all I could feel was this intense agony in my ass. I tried to relax my butt muscles to make it less painful, but he was just too big! This guy was so huge, he got his hands completely around my waist. I felt like a defenseless little rag doll being fucked by maniacs. They threw me around and had their way with me. I lost track of time. I was passed and thrown around relentlessly. I tried not to but came several times. Some of them knew when they got me off as I scream loud when I cum. The worst fucking was when I was doubled by two large cocks and bent over for a third in my mouth. They worked me over, I tried to block it out, I was cum in so many times. Hands clawed and squeezed my tits. I was passed around and around going through at least 20 guys. When they were done with me I was a glistening cum filled, cum covered mess. It looked as if I had been swimming in the water. My pussy and ass had been worked over hard. I was bruised and bleeding. I had bite marks and scratches all over. They abused me more than Erin. I feel like I deserved it though, I deserted my friend in there. When the guys had had enough of Erin and me, we were taken into the back. There was a scummy, walk-in shower. Five naked men with hard cocks took us in there, soaped and cleaned us up. Erin couldn?t even walk from all the fucking. She lay exhausted on the floor. Before they finally let us go, the five guys pinned me against the glass wall of the shower and took turns fucking my ass and pussy. They went to town back there. I was sore all over though. I couldn?t feel my feet. My legs and knees were buckling beneath me. I blacked out. When we woke up we were in our car in a totally different town. We were both naked under a blanket, battered and bruised. We weren?t aware what town or bar we had been in. We couldn?t do anything. We couldn?t remember anything specific, only a blur of faces and cocks. We didn?t know what to do so we continued on our trip without another word about it until now. Be careful all you women out there, don?t go into strange bars? you never know what kind of experience is lurking behind the door. *trademark Respond-what did you like about the story? Was one girl your favorite and why? What girl or outfit was better? |
. My name is Peter; I'm single, I'm 6ft 1inch tall and weigh 210lbs. I live in a cul-de-sac, which suits me because I do not intend to go anywhere else. It used to be a sad street in a sad part of town, but the circle of life took another turn and suddenly the world was a much brighter place and life was really worth living. One side of the street used to consist of a wall, behind which lay a disused canal. The council have removed that wall; renovated the canal path, and erected a wrought iron fence between the street and the canal path. Volunteers have cleaned out the canal so that it now connects to the canal network again. The four houses that form the residential side of the street have doors that lead directly onto the street. Each house has a small rear garden ending at the wall of a now dismantled factory, and the area redeveloped into an aquatics and gymnasium centre. The boundary is now a low wall and railings At the end of the street was another wall, this one forming part of the boundary of a disused lorry park. All told, it really had been a sad place to live in. A low wall and a gate to a path through the new park and garden that the council provided have replaced the end wall. The consequence of all this is that the houses became 'hot property' but they will not be sold because my father had bought three of the Four houses after the war therefore they were now mine. I was born and raised in that street. My parents were already in their late 50's when they had me, so I had a rather dull and boring childhood as they were often ill and I had to be around to look after them therefore I had few friends. The end house, number 6, used to be the home of a quiet woman and her daughter Eve. We never saw a man there so we decided that she was no longer married, or had never been married. Eventually she died; leaving Eve to carry on the tradition of what I assume was a monotonous existence. Again, I never saw a man. We stopped to chat if we met in the street, but never about personal matters. Eve was about Twenty years older than I was. She became redundant about two years ago, so she was at home a great deal of the time. Each day, morning and evening, rain or shine, she went for an hour-long walk. I live in number 5. After my parents died, I lived in much the same way as Eve. Donna and her daughter Linda occupy number 4. Donna looks to be about forty and I know that Linda is Eighteen years old. Donna is a nurse at the hospital. If she is detained at work, needs to go out unexpectedly, or on the evening she goes to keep fit classes she asks me to look after Linda; otherwise we have little contact with each other. Linda is a studious, polite, pleasant, and very attractive girl. I have no problem about looking after her. She will be starting University next month, reading physics. I admit that I have always longed to get my hands on Donna's body, ever since I was old enough to have sexual urges, even if I would have needed guidance on what came next. I suppose I should also admit that just lately I have also been having lustful thoughts about Linda. Numbers 3 and 2 no longer exist. Mr Hitler paid for their demolition during the war. Number 1 has a dental surgery on the ground floor and a solicitor's office on the upper floor. It had been a small grey world into which I had fitted very well. I don't have fixed regular working hours because I own a pawnbroker and second hand shop and also the hardware store next door plus three others. I also own the house I live in together with number 4 and number 6. My main businesses are a ten-minute stroll from my house and that meant that I rarely have to venture out of my comfort zone. Dad had started and run both places and taught me the ropes. Over time, as he prospered he had bought the other three and turned all of them into profit making operations. He had also chosen the people who actually do the daily work, and he merely turned up for an hour or so each day just to keep an eye on things. That suited me so I followed his example. After I'd been through the sales ledgers and seen just how profitable the business was, I'd found it difficult to understand why we lived in such a dismal area. Dad pointed out that if we lived in a more desirable area we would incur far greater outgoings. The travel time to and from work would eat into our leisure time, and as he and mum frequently went to the theatre or cinemas they would have to rush meals and allow for transport times, so they opted to live close to work and leisure. It made sense, and so I followed suite. My life changed one Sunday when a few rays of light from the sun began to shine on my little world as I celebrated my twenty-sixth birthday. I say 'celebrated', but I was merely having a few glasses of wine whilst watching a DVD on the TV. I had one nice surprise. It was a birthday card, from Eve of all people; she'd never done that before. What actually happened to change my view of the world is that Donna came to my door and asked me to watch out for Linda who'd gone out for a couple of hours. A work colleague had just invited Donna to go to a theatre matinee performance as her husband had decided he didn't want to go and Linda hadn't taken her keys with her when she went out. I didn't have a computer so I had been watching a porn video when Donna knocked. I pressed the pause button and switched the TV to a live broadcast before I opened the front door. Certainly, I would look out for Linda. Of course, I forgot about the porn video and the DVD case with its erotic artwork picture lying on my sofa. Donna hadn't been gone ten minutes when Linda knocked as I was in the kitchen getting some biscuits. I played at being the perfect host and offered to make Linda a drink, she asked for a coffee so off I went into the kitchen. On my return, I found that Linda had spotted the DVD case and immediately switched the TV to Video input and was now looking at a freeze frame of a young woman, not much older than she was, on her knees in front of a man seated on a sofa with half of his large penis in her mouth. I put the cup down and tried to get to the remote, but Linda had it in her hand and immediately placed it down her T-shirt. She may not be the most desirable girl in the town, but she is very definitely not a long way back in the queue and does possess a very noticeable pair of breasts, and a fabulously rounded rear end. The remote nestled easily between her breasts and she knew I didn't dare try to get it from there. The bargaining began straight away. She wouldn't tell Donna about the porn if I allowed her to watch it. I knew I had to give in so I agreed. Linda retrieved the remote and jumped back to the start of the video. She was pretty still and relaxed up until the moment that the girl took her blouse and 'bra off so that the male could fondle her breasts and roll her nipples between his fingers. I was watching Linda closely as the girl undid the man's belt then begin to unzip his trousers, she leaned against the sofa back and slid her hand down to her pubic mound and began to press a finger against her sex. The moment arrived where; when the girl took hold of the man's cock to masturbate him, I picked up enough courage to take Linda's other hand and place it on my own stiffening cock. Even though it was still encased in my track suit trousers she was able to feel its stiffness and glory be, she grasp it firmly and started to masturbate me through the material. Her eyes were still firmly fixed on the screen as she pulled the hem of her skirt up so that she could press more easily against her labia. She was now sweating as her fingers rubbed against her clitoris. I decided to push my luck a little further and lifted my bottom so that I could slide my tracksuit trousers and boxer shorts to my knees. This attracted her attention and she gasped as she saw the whole of what she'd had hold of, but she still reached to grasp it again. Her eyes returned to the screen so that she could watch the girl begin to suck the man's cock, she watched until all his cock was inside the girl, and then she pressed the pause button. Moving to kneel in front of me, Linda now used both hands to massage my throbbing erection. She looked up at me and told me that when she went to school she'd held two or three cocks belonging to boys from school, but they'd never been as big or as stiff as the one she was holding now. In view of the fact that I was a fully-grown man, I would have been surprised at any other comparison, but I was strangely pleased. Tentatively she placed her lips against my cock head and then parted them to allow my erection to enter her. Slowly, gently, and gradually, she sucked me into her. It wasn't long before her confidence grew to the point that she was taking most of my cock into her warm, wet, mouth and I realized that very soon I was going to cum. I had had very little experience of any sort of sex and this was the first time I'd experienced oral sex. I managed to pull my cock out of her mouth and point it at a newspaper just as the molten lava in my balls erupted from it. "I'm glad I wasn't sucking you when that came out, I couldn't have swallowed all that. Did you like what I did? I tried to do it just like the girl in the video did to the man, but she never caused him do what you just did." "He's an experienced porn actor and must have had that done to him dozens of times, that was my first time and I loved it. I'd be able to last a lot longer if I had more practical experience, and as you did that so well on your first time I would be really pleased if you agreed to make sure that I get that experience." "I don't mind doing that, but only if you let me watch some porn videos so I can see what else they do, it did make me wet and want to have sex." "You're on, but we must be careful to make sure your mum doesn't find out. I'll get my clothes back on and then you can watch some more until your mum gets back." It was an education watching the changing expressions on Linda's face as the video presented a completely new world to her. She was riveted to the screen as the girl was led to a bedroom and spread out such that the camera could show every soft and moist fold of her labia and clitoral hood. The man positioned himself between two smooth, soft thighs, and began to lick and suck the delicacy nestling there. By now, Linda was aroused to such an extent that she had pushed her legs forward and spread them wide so that she could more easily rub the damp fabric of her knickers and press against her clitoris. I saw my chance and took it. I removed her hand, eased her knickers to one side to reveal her fluff covered vulva and I could use my hand to massage her slit and tease her labia apart, but before I could get a finger into the soft inner folds, she had thrust one of her own onto her clitoris. Her body was now as taught as a bowstring and rather than upset the mood I removed my hand from her sex and moved it to fondle a firm; rounded, and up thrusted breast and to roll my thumb over an erect nipple. Sadly it was covered by the material of her 'bra and T-shirt, but it felt wonderful and from the way she pushed against my hand I was certain that it wouldn't be many days before I had her naked body to explore in slow time. The action on the video changed suddenly as the man stood up, with very little ceremony thrust his erection into a now wide-open vagina, and rapidly fucked the girl until she simulated a climax. Linda stopped her panting and moaning and slowly subsided into a soft bundle on the sofa. I shut down the DVD player and switched the TV off then made us both a cup of coffee; Linda had never touched the first one. As we returned to a calmer state I asked Linda if she was still willing to repeat the activity if I let her watch porn videos. She said that I'd have a tough time trying to stop her wanting more. When I asked her if she was going to let me fuck her, she paused for a moment and then said probably, but not straight away. On her return from the theatre, Donna came to collect Linda and to give me a bottle of wine as a thank you for making her outing possible. I told her that I wouldn't accept the wine for having Linda, but I would happily accept the gift as a birthday present. Once the birthday wishes were over She told me that If she'd known that I was having my birthday she'd have given me something really special as a present. Linda interrupted and said: "Mom, if you want to give Peter another present you can always come back later in the evening after we've eaten, but can we go now because I'm hungry." I doubt that Linda realized how that could have been interpreted, but I can't be certain. I'm certain that Donna did, because she blushed slightly, then quickly turned away from us and headed for the door with the comment that I would probably have had quite enough company for one day. "Once again I thank you for seeing to Linda and I really am sorry that I didn't know it was your birthday or I would have made sure I had something special for you. Goodnight." It was almost 10 o' clock when the doorbell rang. I quickly turned the TV off and put my pyjama trousers back on, and then opened the door. It was Donna with another bottle of wine. "I'm sorry Peter; I couldn't stand the idea of someone spending their birthday on their own so I thought I'd try to cheer you up with a little party spirit. It never occurred to me that you'd be in bed." "Come in Donna, please. I wasn't in bed; I took a bath and decided that I may as well put my pyjamas and dressing gown on straight away. I thank you for the thought and I would love a glass of wine. I confess I haven't opened the one you gave me earlier. I didn't fancy drinking on my own, I was going to knock on your door and offer you a glass, but then I thought that Linda would be awake so decided against it. "That's why I've left it so late; I wanted to make sure that she was asleep so that she wouldn't worry about me going out. Just in case she wakes up, I've left a note saying where I am. I opened and poured the wine, we sat on the sofa, and for the first time in many years, we spent some time actually talking to each other. The bottle ran dry, I was about to open another when Donna stopped me. "You've had enough wine and I'm sure I have because I've have this urge to give you a big birthday kiss; and as we've only just really met, I don't think that's appropriate even for a birthday. As she said this, she stood and held her hand out for me to shake. Maybe it was the wine and maybe it was the culmination of Fourteen years yearning but it all came to a head in that moment. I took her hand and gently pulled her to me; she didn't resist, she didn't make a sound, she may have thought that it was going to be kiss on her cheek, but when our lips met there was one 'time stood still' moment and then her lips parted and the passion began. When the clock began to tick again she took her hand back then used her left hand to grasp my right wrist and pull my hand to her left breast. I needed no urging to fondle her magnificent breast, but before I could get her blouse undone, she withdrew her mouth from mine. In an unsteady and breathless voice Donna told me that we didn't have time to waste in foreplay as it was already turned one 'o clock. Taking the hint, I led her upstairs and watched as she stripped her blouse and bra' from her wonderful rounded and full breasts. I only had pyjamas on so I didn't miss a movement of those swinging globes of delight. Her skirt and knickers were swiftly removed and then she stood erect and inhaled. My erection rose in salute. She turned to get on the bed and I was treated to a fantastic view of her smoothly rounded bottom. There was no time for showers, we just got together on the bed and I ran my hands over her soft and smooth body, especially those wonderfully full breasts. Donna manoeuvred me between her thighs and I was encouraged to enter her. I suppose I should admit that my cock was placed in the optimum position for smooth insertion by a woman who knew, far better than I, exactly where it needed to be to achieve this easily. I was nervous, excited, and deliriously happy. I had spent years wishing that I could get a glimpse of her naked breasts, and now I was actually feeling them and the rest of her soft and sensuous body. I was grateful that she was demanding and we both got what we needed. I revelled in those breasts; she was more than happy to allow me to tease her nipples as I probed the warmth of her inner being. What did surprise me was the way her vaginal walls clamped around my cock and removed a large deposit from the warmth of my inner being. My first fuck and I wanted more; because no matter how good it was, I just knew that a slower approach would have been fantastic I spent Monday morning making certain that all was well at my shops, that all my staff were happy and had nothing that they felt I needed to be worried about. At lunchtime I left them to run things on their own and happily returned to my house. I now find it a pleasure to enter my street and wander onto the canal towpath through the private and secure gate I had paid the council to install in the iron railing fence between the towpath and the street. There was a hired canal boat moored on the stretch in front of our houses and this was supposed to be forbidden as it was allocated to the street's residents, but on enquiry I found out that the engine had broken down and the owners were coming with a spare part. The incident planted a seed in my brain which grew into a 'Maybe I could buy a small cruiser' tree. It would be handy having a small boat right outside my door. I made a mental note to investigate that possibility later on. I decided that today I would have lunch at a fast food chain and so walked down the towpath towards town. Reaching the nearest exit from the towpath to my destination I stepped through the opening in the fence and the world fell on me. When I came round I found that I was in the A & E department of the local hospital. I had stepped onto the footpath just as a van had reversed onto it. The driver did that in order not to block the carriageway whilst he made a delivery across the road, when he started to reverse there had been no one on the footpath. My left arm and left leg were broken, but thankfully neither break was complicated. My arm was now about to be plastered and my leg was being fitted with a plastic casing. I was told that my leg would take about Twelve weeks to mend. The arm would take about Six weeks. I was told about the delivery van and that I had received a blow to my head, which accounted for the headache, and that I was staying in hospital for Twenty-four hours for observation. It was turned 7pm before a bed became available in the orthopaedic ward, I was wheeled into a bed apace and I was asleep almost immediately afterwards. I awoke the next morning to find that a very shapely nurse was studying me. She bent down to whisper: "Just because we had sex yesterday, does not mean that you can get me into any bed you choose, whenever you feel like it." Once I'd explained precisely how I'd ended up in one of her beds, so to speak, Donna spoke with the hospital social officer and explained my position, and that we were neighbours. Because I appeared not to have suffered any ill-effects from the blow to my head I was being released at 2pm and arrangements had been made for a social services health visitor to be at my house when I was taken home. She had been tasked with ensuring that a temporary loan of a bed to be installed downstairs was provided; it appeared that this could be problematic as demand exceeded supply. Eventually everything was sorted and I was back in my home. One surprise had arrived in the shape of Eve who had come to help after seeing me arrive in an ambulance. Eve was a star. She still had the bed that her mother had used during her last year; although it was in a dismantled state she still had all the bits and pieces. She also had a folding wheelchair so she and the social worker quickly had them installed in my house and a much-relieved social worker returned to her office to report that the job was done. I soon found that Eve viewed me as her charge and set about organizing everything that could be done to make my present situation bearable. I had become a focus for her need to be of use. It wasn't long before I realized that my situation had certain benefits. The first indication came when Eve asked me for my house keys and advised me that she was off to my hardware store to have copies made for herself and for Donna. She went next-door and asked Linda if she could sit with me until she returned, which she did. Eve returned and told me that the staff of both shops had been informed of the situation and they would make sure that I was kept informed of anything important. With a big smile on her face she then informed me that it was bath time! I have to say that being stripped and placed on a waterproof sheet was not enjoyable. Being soaped and washed was. As Eve began her task she told me that for the past Five years; as she watched me grow to manhood, she had wondered what it would be like to have sex with me, but had never really expected to find out. Now that such a perfect opportunity had arrived she was not going to chicken out. She spent a long time making certain that my cock was fully soaped, and then gently rubbed the resulting erection until I began to reach for her breasts with my one good hand. Backing away, she took the belt from my bathrobe, used it to tie my wrist to the metal frame of the bed, and then resumed her task of ensuring that I knew exactly what the next few weeks were going to be like. I was rinsed and dried, thoroughly, and then body lotion was applied and gently rubbed into my skin. Eve played particular attention to my scrotum, making sure that no area of skin was missed. She also had a little difficulty around my anus, but slowly and surely she made certain that I received all the attention I could handle. Once everything had been cleared away I was treated to a strip tease which ensured that my erection remained as precisely that until she was ready to resume her tactile assault on the part of me that she was most interested in. Her breasts were proud, small and peaked with large, erect nipples that obviously needed to be gently mauled and sucked and I was longing to ensure that they were. I noted that she had no pubic hair and it looked incredibly sexy. I told Eve that I was very willing for her to find out whatever she wanted, but I would appreciate some active participation in the proceedings. This information got me absolutely nowhere, this was because Eve was determined that no matter whatever happened afterwards she was going to be in full control of the immediate proceedings. She stroked my cock until it hurt, and then she leant forward and very slowly sucked and licked my cock head whilst running her fingernails along the length of my shaft until my backside was lifting off the bed in my desire to get my cock inside her. In her own good time she reached the moment I was begging for, her mouth engulfed my cock. This was no mean feat, I have a 9inch cock and it is a little over 5inches in circumference, so that is quite a lump of meat to swallow. She took her time and she stopped for rests but eventually she had it all. Eve gagged a few times as I entered her throat, but she kept at it until she was able to have the full length of my erection sliding in and out of her mouth. It was heaven, but bloody tiring because my body was like a bow. I pleaded with her to undo my hand, but she wouldn't, what she did do was place one of her nipples against my mouth and allow me to use my tongue and lips on a fat, proudly erect, nipple. I'm certain that for a moment she almost let me go, but she recovered her composure and withdrew from me. Flushed and perspiring she may have been, but she was still in control. I did manage to get one of my wishes granted when she climbed onto the bed and carefully straddled me. I guessed that she had reached the point at which she was about to impale herself on my cock and fuck me. I suggested that at this point I thought her pleasure would be increased if she moved up my body and allowed me the honour and pleasure of tasting her vaginal fluids and using my tongue to arouse her clitoris. Eve thought about it and reasoned that, as I was tethered to the bed she was in no danger of losing control, so she allowed me to taste her and lick and nibble her clitoris until she could no longer wait for fulfilment. She moved back down my body and, taking my cock in hand, she guided me to her hot and dripping sex tunnel. She sank down my swollen shaft with a sound halfway between a sigh and a groan as her vagina was forced to encompass that which she had been longing to experience. It was obvious that her vagina hadn't had much traffic of the male persuasion because she was such a tight fit, but she was wet and therefore my cock was sliding inside her reasonably easily and Eve did all the work, I was merely an instrument in her carnal satisfaction. She didn't last long, which was just as well because seconds after she'd finished climaxing I told her to get off me quickly, she just managed to get her vagina clear before a jet of semen boiled out of my cock and spurted over her stomach. Eve took herself off to have a shower; but at least she untied me first, and on her return she washed my genitals, but without the erotic overtones this time. I had to tell Eve what she'd started. "I hope you realize that once I've got mobility you are going to find out exactly what it's like to be tied down and fucked." "You have to understand that I have had lots of sexual experiences and I know what I like, so believe me when I say I rather think I'll enjoy that. I'll be happy to let you find out what it's like to be fully in control, but until then I'm afraid you'll have to be the one underneath. I could be persuaded to leave your hand free occasionally. Would that help you to accept the situation?" "I've already accepted the situation, I merely wish you to be prepared for what follows. I have very little experience of sexual encounters, but I have watched a few porn videos and I have a good memory for the basics. Now I want to find out if the real thing is as good as it appears to be, so far it does appear to be the case." Eve got me into a pair of boxer shorts and then dressed me in a pair of cargo shorts and a sweatshirt before making dinner. In view of the amount of time she'd spent in 'familiarising' herself with my capabilities there hadn't been much time to make a proper meal so it was steak and chips for today. When Donna arrived home she and Eve had a chat and between them devised Donna and Linda came round a little later to see how things were and to discuss a plan of action, especially in the meals and cleanliness departments. Donna was given a set of my door keys and Eve told her that she'd move a few things from her own house into my spare bedroom so that she'd be on hand should I need help during the night. From the expression on Donna's face I gathered that she didn't believe that for a minute, but she merely smiled and said that she thought it was an excellent idea and she that she would be happy to come and give assistance occasionally, especially at weekends so that Eve could have a break. Eve said that she would have to leave me for an hour as she had to have her walk otherwise she'd start getting leg cramps. Donna surprised me by asking Eve if she could accompany her. She said that she needed to get some fresh air after a day inside a hospital and that they could chat about the 'finer points' of caring for me as they walked. Linda was deputised as my minder and off they went. She waited until she saw them disappear into the park then delved into my bookcase and located the little pile of DVD's hidden therein. Having started the video she'd chosen she sat beside me and ran her hand between my legs until she was happy with the bulge that resulted. Without removing her gaze from the TV screen she opened my flies and pulled my still thickening cock out of my shorts and commenced to gently masturbate me as she watched two middle aged ladies investigating the inner recesses of each other's sex. At the point where the 'husband' of one of the two women appeared on the scene, Linda released my cock and swiftly removed her knickers before standing beside my good arm. She then took my hand and thrust it up her skirt. I'm a bright bloke; I guessed that she wanted me to feel her wet sex and clitoris, so I did. I also had a good feel of her bottom and, because I too had learned things from watching porn, I pressed my finger against her anus and felt her twitch. I didn't press hard and my reward was her sphincter opening slightly. I moved my finger round for a moment and then pressed my thumb against her clitoris. Linda climaxed almost immediately, rewarded me by kneeling down, and sucked me to my own release. Because of my earlier activity the amount of my ejaculation was somewhat less than that which her first encounter had led her to expect. When Linda had recovered her composure, and put her knickers back on, she dropped a bombshell. "I'm still a virgin. I don't want to be and I want you to be first. I want you to fuck me and I intend to make sure that you do. I'm damn sure you fucked my mother last night and it looks as if Eve is getting ready to go the same route, or is that why you smell so clean and fragrant. She's already had you and cleaned you up! Now I know why you didn't cum as much as yesterday. "You are a sitting duck and I rather think you're going to need all the bed rest you can get because I'm joining the queue. Mum and Eve are probably working out a time table right now, but I'm going to throw my spanner in their works as soon as they return." "I'm all for having three women using my body, but why did you have to wait until I couldn't do anything myself?" "Because you have presented three lonely women, who know and like you, with the perfect opportunity to have some sexual pleasure. One is probably sex starved; one has found that men in general can't be trusted and has been hurt too many times to trust a stranger again, and I've only just decided what it is that I'm missing and the temptation is far too strong to ignore. "The DVD did it for me, I suppose the birthday present thing was all the excuse that mum needed and even Eve saw her chance to get fucked and now I'm sure she took it." "What's this 'get fucked'? She fucked me. I was tied down." "Okay, so she made damn sure you couldn't interfere and she wouldn't get hurt. I rather fancy doing a little bit of that. However you look at it you get have a lovely time ahead of you and it won't stop when the casing comes off. I'm disappointed because I'll be away at the University when that happens." "I'm going to be having a hard-on every time I see or think of you. I can't wait to strip the covering off that body of yours. Do me a favour and leave the first time until I've got full mobility again, we'll enjoy it much more then." She tidied me up and went to make us both a drink so that when Donna and Eve returned they found the two of us watching a porn video. This shocked Donna until Linda pointed out that she was a big girl and had been the one who wanted it on. While this was happening, Eve realized what was happening on the screen and sank down into an armchair to watch the activity of the three people engaged in pleasuring each other. I watched her closely and it was easy to see that it was arousing her, so I could use that knowledge when we were alone because it could easily be used as a switch to turn her on. What I didn't see was that Donna had stopped talking to Linda and that now all three of them were watching the screen. When I did notice, my mind ran on the obvious track of: Well, now things are getting very interesting; they are not averse to threesomes and group sex. They watched until the final scenes of the women sucking the 'husband' clean and then Donna helped Eve to transfer me into the bed. Eve went to her house and brought some stuff round and then I was left to sleep. I was tired and rapidly fell asleep. I awoke to the sound of noises from the kitchen soon followed by the smell of frying bacon intermingled with the aroma of coffee. Eve came in and got me into a comfortable sitting position then brought a tray with a huge breakfast upon it. She sat and watched as I devoured it and once I had finished she removed the tray, returning some twenty minutes later having washed up. The bedclothes were pulled back and I was divested of my pyjama trousers and then transferred to the wheelchair from which the cushion had been removed revealing a hole under which was a removable bowl. The next ten minutes need no description. Once I had been washed and dressed, during which time Eve amused herself by running her finger nails down my stiffening cock, but she didn't go any further much to my disappointment. Once I was settled Eve went for her morning walk and told me that Linda would be in shortly to 'baby sit' until she returned. Ten minutes later Linda arrived, and without any preamble took a small package from her pocket and unwrapped a pair of foam-covered handcuffs that she’d just purchased from my second-hand shop. Linda snapped the 'cuffs on my wrist and then to the chair arm. Next she opened my flies and her cool hand wrapped around my now swollen cock and masturbated me for a few minutes before bending over and putting her lips to my cock head and slowly sucking me into her mouth. She played with me; she teased me and eventually she would pay for it, when I was sufficiently fit enough to make the payback last a long time. It was a wonderful way to spend a morning. When Eve returned she made coffee for the three of us. She then took Linda into the kitchen. I could hear their voices, but I was unable to make out what they were saying. When they returned it was to raid my store of porn vids. Having selected one, they pushed me to the sofa and transferred me from the wheelchair to the sofa, but then refastened me to the chair arm before settling down to watch a rerun of the one they'd watched yesterday. Linda sat beside me with Eve sitting on her left. Eventually I found out what they'd planned. Eve pulled the hem of Linda's skirt up to her pubic mound and then sat watching the screen again, but with her hand tucked between Linda's thighs. A finger must have been pressing inwards because it wasn't long before Linda sighed and parted her thighs to allow Eve's finger easier, and greater, access. Instead of continuing to press on Linda's clitoral hood she slid her hand upwards over the thin material of her knickers until she reached the top, her hand then travelled back down her belly, only this time it was inside her knickers, giving skin to skin contact and causing the knickers to begin their downward journey. Linda lifted her bottom to make the removal of her knickers an easy task and once they were clear of her feet Eve was on her knees and forcing Linda's legs upwards and apart. Linda slid a little lower on the sofa and Eve pressed her face hard against Linda's soft slit. From the noises that Linda started to make I think Eve's mouth and tongue must have been working overtime. Linda lowered her legs to Eve's waist and crossed her ankles. Taking hold of Eve's head she made certain that Eve stayed exactly where she wanted her to be until she came. I was busy masturbating, but I'd not been forgotten. Linda's hand moved to my erection. It was gripped, squeezed, and stroked until she found a rhythm that suited her. It was galling to be unable to get my good hand on her body, but at least I was being cared for and as time passed Linda's excitement grew until her belly was rippling and her hips were beginning to jerk up and down. I knew when exactly when the moment arrived that she reached fulfilment, her hand clamped tightly on my cock. Eve saved me from getting a permanent kink in my cock because she shuffled from between Linda's legs and her soaking vulva to kneel in front of me and take my erection into her hot, wet mouth and sucked me until she was happy with the amount of coating of Linda's cum juice that it now had. She stood, removed her skirt and knickers and then carefully knelt on the sofa to straddle me and lower herself down my cock. She lifted herself up and this time Linda reached around her and found Eve's clitoris then Eve began pumping as Linda's other hand reached around her to lift her blouse up so that she could grasp Eve's unsupported breast. I just managed to get the nipple of her other breast between my lips before she came followed almost immediately by my own release. After we'd had a rest, they washed and tidied themselves and then they did the same for me, but I couldn't fail to notice that my cock must have been considered extra dirty. Linda went to the supermarket after lunch, Eve did some house cleaning and I slept. She'd transferred me back into my bed and I went out light a light. When I awoke I found Eve watching another porn DVD. The story line appeared to be three college girls with nothing to do but have sex with each other and any other female they could persuade to join them. It soon became apparent that Eve was aroused by this theme in general and one scene in particular because she kept replaying that particular section. After a while she sighed and stopped the video, then switched the TV off. She turned and saw me watching her so I asked her if I could ask her something that had been intriguing me ever since my accident had started things going the way they had. She said okay and finally we talked. I discovered that she was more into females than males; she wasn't averse to having a man but on her Eighteenth birthday she'd been seduced by her mother and one of her friends and had rather enjoyed it. One day she was introduced to the daughter of her mother's friend, she had just turned Eighteen and had duly been seduced by the two mothers so she was in the same situation, they were encouraged to have sex with each other and had found that they liked each other. So now she had easy access to three sexual partners. She'd told her mum's friend that she'd been wondering what it would be like to be fucked. Thirty minutes later she found out because the woman had put a strap-on dildo on and led her through the business of losing her virginity and then being brought to a climax. Eve said that once she'd got over the shock of being entered, she'd enjoyed the experience and so one evening she'd gone out with the express intention of getting herself impaled by a flesh and blood penis. She'd enjoyed the experience of being fucked, but not the person who did it for her and after two further one-night stands she decided to give it up and stay with her female lovers. Eventually her mother's friend died and her daughter moved away. Then her own mother became seriously ill and bed-bound, which was the end of her social life and sexual activities, until I had my accident. Eve admitted that she immediately realized that a golden opportunity had presented itself. She had long been having thoughts about having me and all she had to do was be brave enough to grab the chance. She found that I was easy meat for seduction and could hardly hide her joy when she found that I was a very willing victim. The discovery of the porn videos and that Donna and Linda were also willing to play was like having all her birthdays coming at once. She'd had a chat with Donna during their walk and knew that Donna would willingly have sex with her and with me but not when Linda was around, and she'd be a lot happier if she was alone with me if we had sex, but had no objection to me watching them indulging. Donna had said that the porn had turned her on and that it had been a long time since she'd had sex; once she'd experienced my cock and realized that she'd really enjoyed it, and she knew she could trust me, the decision to have me on a regular basis was easy to make. She was surprised at how aroused she had become at the sight of two women having sex with each other, and now she wanted to try it. Who better to try it with than her near neighbour who also appeared to be interested in the possibility of sexual activity for fun? Donna had also said that she was a little uncomfortable about her daughter being involved, but as Linda was now old enough to make her own decisions she wasn't going to interfere in whatever decision Linda made. We'd talked enough; I was desperate to get my cock inside her so I dragged the bedclothes back and asked her to felate me. She did just that and then, when asked she removed her skirt and knickers and mounted me. The feeling of my cock sliding into her hot vagina was pure bliss. Once it was all inside her I asked her to rotate her hips and as she did so she undid her blouse to give me unobstructed access to her breasts. I had my cock inside her vagina, an erect nipple in my mouth and another erect nipple between my finger and thumb when a voice said: "Oh lovely, can I join in?" I removed my mouth from Eve's nipple just long enough to tell Linda that I thought all bases were covered, but Linda had already applied a finger to Eve's anus and was busy inserting it a little deeper as she used her other hand to reach around Eve's spread thigh and rub her clitoris. I couldn't see, but I could certainly feel, what that did to Eve. Her vagina clamped on my cock and her muscles sent ripples along its length as she climaxed. My instinctive reaction was to try and ram my cock far enough upwards to rattle her teeth, but of course I was in no condition to rattle anything. Eve moaned and sobbed as her body drained all the sexual tension from her whilst Linda and I fought for control of her left breast. Linda eventually gave up on the left breast and instead, used her right hand to reach around Eve to fondle her right breast. Eve asked to be allowed to get off me before I got hurt so Linda backed away until Eve was standing; she then moved in to hug Eve who said: "Thank you for that, now get upstairs because I'm going to make you scream, and believe me you'll like it." Linda looked very surprised, but she didn't dally. I lay back and relaxed in a warm glow of satisfaction at the way my life had turned out, then I slept. I awoke because my brain was telling me that something was happening that I wouldn't want to miss. It was correct. I opened my eyes to find two glorious breasts swinging above my face. They belonged to Donna. As my hand started to reach for one of the globes, she smiled and used her hand to hold my wrist and press it to the mattress, and then she lowered her breasts so that her nipples just brushed my lips before allowing one of them to remain there long enough to enable me to suck it. She made herself comfortable before reaching to grasp my cock and directing it to the entrance of her moist love canal. When she was satisfied with the positioning she lowered herself down my erection, and then asked where Linda and Eve were. As if in answer to her question, a loud shriek came from above and then Linda began pleading with Eve to stop tormenting her. Eve didn't seem to be listening so the wailing continued until, with a scream of what sounded like pure bliss, she came. So did Donna. Donna climbed off the bed and rapidly dressed then she kissed me, asked me not to say anything to the other two about her visit, and quickly went home. When they appeared downstairs they were freshly showered and I pointed out that a certain part of my body was still coated with the bodily juices of one of them. They cleaned me up, but were a little puzzled by the fact that my cock was still damp. I played the unknowing innocent, which meant that they were handling my cock for longer than they would have done if I had owned up. The next Three weeks went by in a similar fashion, which means we all had a lovely, sexually satisfying, life. I had to go for physiotherapy for my leg to practice walking a little each time I went. Linda went to University and life for me therefore became a little less tiring, but I did miss her involvement in our sexual activities. Eve fucked me during the day, occasionally twice a day if I was lucky, and Donna indulged herself in the evenings occasionally, but because of her workload she was sometimes too tired for sex, with Eve or me. This meant that I was no longer permanently tired and Eve was always ready to fuck. The day came when the plaster was removed from my arm and things changed at 'Casa Nooky'. I was also able to walk for short periods and I could stand for longer periods. Now I had full use of both arms and hands and Eve was about to find out that she was no longer in charge of any proceedings. Except that it had to wait until the following day because I was worn out, both from her attentions before we went to the hospital, and the whole business of the journeys and plaster cast removal. I heard the shower pump kick in so I started to climb the stairs. It was 7am and I had been waiting at the foot of the stairs for just that sound. It was tiring going up the stairs with my support casing, but as I wasn't expecting to be coming down again for some time I didn't mind. Eve had her back to me when I entered the bathroom. She was in the shower cubical and didn't hear me begin washing myself. It was only after she'd turned the shower off that she realized that she had company. I dried her and she dried me. I kissed her and my erection was rewarded with an extra rub. I cupped her breasts and rolled her nipples between the thumb and first finger of each hand just to see the look of bliss on her face. Taking her hand I led her to her/my bedroom and without a word being spoken she climbed onto the bed to lie on her back. I joined her on the bed and knelt beside her so that I could lower my head to her breasts and suck her swollen nipples. Gradually I began kissing my way down her body and easing my hand between her thighs. I pressed against them to indicate that she should open her thighs to allow me access to the area we were both acutely aware of. My mouth found her clitoral hood and I began sucking gently on the little sheath until the pink bud beneath swelled sufficiently to allow my tongue to flick on it. The gap between her thighs widened and her legs lifted so that, by moving my body around, I could now insert my tongue into the ever-widening slit between her labial lips and insert it into the entrance of her vaginal passage. As I licked and sucked inside her wet sex I ran the fingers of one hand over her belly whilst using the other hand to pinch the stiff nipple of a breast. Eve moaned and panted as her body responded to the stimuli that she had been hoping for. I couldn't deny myself any longer; I had been desperate to get Eve in this situation ever since she first took advantage of my unresisting body. I rapidly manoeuvred around until I was between her thighs and then she made sure that my cock had no trouble in entering her. Although I had ploughed my way in on numerous occasions, this was the first time I had been the driving force and it was a wonderfully liberating experience. Eve matched me thrust for thrust. She lifted her groin upwards as I pushed my cock into her so that I had unimpeded access to her. When I got my arms around her hips to get hold of her bum cheeks, she planted the soles of her feet on the mattress, clasped her hands behind my back and pulled me close against her. It was only when my cock reached her cervix that she calmed down and allowed me to fuck her in a tempo that meant we both gained pleasure and the ultimate satisfaction from the event. We were both grunting and panting with the effort being expended in trying to prove who was really in charge of this coupling, and not surprisingly, we were drenched in sweat. I have to admit that my stamina was just about drained when, thank the gods, she came. She came noisily and violently, she screeched in my ear and her vagina tried to flatten my cock, this brought me to a climax and my balls ejected a stream of juice into her clasping love tunnel. Then I collapsed in a heap on top of her as she shuddered her way to a more stable state. Back downstairs after the second period of ablutions we ate breakfast and then Eve went for a walk while I tidied up. The postman arrived bearing the items I'd bought over the 'phone, with which I had learned that any long term sexual activity should have close to hand. After some thought I rolled the bed I'd been using so that it was immediately behind the sofa. I wasn't going to be sleeping in it again, but in view of the activities in this house, I could see some advantages in keeping it for a while. We spent the remainder of the morning on housework; laundry, dusting, window cleaning, etc. Then we went out for lunch. On our return I waited until Eve had taken her coat off before standing close behind her and lifting her T-shirt up and then cupping her breasts as she took it completely off. That done, she unfastened her jeans and kicked her shoes off so that I could get them down and off with the minimum of effort. Her knickers were easily discarded and then it was her turn to help me strip. My cock was rigid and she happily knelt to lick it before taking its length into her mouth. In order to reduce her effort I held her head still and pistoned my cock into her face instead until she gently squeezed my balls to get me to withdraw. She stood and in a soft voice she said: "You're dangerous. For four years after mother became ill, I never thought about sex at all, but I had the occasional lustful thought when you started to grow into a man. I never would have done anything about it, but you had to have that accident and my self-control went. "Now all I can think of is sex, those DVD's and the realisation that, because Donna and Linda were very interested in lesbian sex, then sex could be available all the time and that has made me into a sex junky." I said that until she had begun handling my cock I had had no sexual contact with her so I shouldn't be blamed for her sex urges, but I would be happy to help her with her predicament. As we were speaking I had walked her around the sofa and now I asked her to kneel on it and to rest her arms on the back. She knew what was about to happen and so she complied and once in position she spread her thighs wide apart. I stood behind her and began running my hands over her body, slowly caressing her erogenous areas and more obvious attractions. Her nipples had risen and stiffened and of course I spent time enjoying her reactions as I pulled and teased them. The positioning was such that as I leant over her in order to fondle her breasts. My erection was pressing against her anus and I felt her tense as she anticipated an attempt to enter her. I hadn't had any intention of doing that; at least not today, but now it was certainly on the cards for some time in the not so distant future. I did use my cock head to apply a little pressure against her sphincter as though that was my intended target, just to see how she would react. She didn't protest; she would have allowed me inside her at that moment and that really turned me on, but I still had some self-control and realised that leaving that activity for later would enhance the pleasure immensely, and anyway I didn't have any lubricant with me and I knew I'd need some for any anal activity.. I took hold of my cock and moved it down to nestle in the moist entrance to my intended target. I was a complete beginner and had only ever seen what I was about to do on the TV screen, I was certain something would go wrong, it didn't. My cock slid down her love tube in one smooth movement until my groin was against her lovely soft and round bottom. Eve told me to grab her hips and for 'pity's sake' fuck her hard and fast. The instruction were clear and simple, pull her onto me as I thrust forward then push her away from me as I withdrew; don't let my cock come out of her sheath and again, please do it fast, and hard. I was sweating, she was grunting and moaning and I realised that she had a hand between her thighs and was rubbing her clitoris as I fucked her. I was fucking her as hard and as fast as I could manage, I must have caused her some pain during this activity because I had on occasions banged into her cervix. Neither of us appeared to be getting anywhere near a climax and I was tiring so I pulled out of her, got her on her back on the sofa and paid tribute to all the missionaries who ever took this route to paradise. Eve wrapped her arms and legs around me and didn't relax her grip until she'd had all she could take and I was a wet rag. I was glad that I'd draped a sheet over the seats because there was a huge wet patch from our combined juices on it. I washed myself at the washbasin as Eve showered, and when she'd finished with the water I entered the cubicle. I took Eve, with her back pressed up against one wall of the shower cubicle and the soles of her feet against the opposite wall. I had the cheeks of her bottom in my hands so she'd had to guide me into her vagina. It wasn't a long coupling and there was no shattering climax, but it was enjoyable for what it was, pure hedonistic lust. When we'd tired ourselves we had a quick rinse and then dressed and went downstairs for coffee and cake. When Donna came home from work Eve went round to tell her that we were taking her out for a meal. Surprisingly Eve returned almost immediately after having delivered the message. I had expected them to take longer than that to greet each other, but all was made clear to me during the evening. I would be sleeping alone. I had been expecting a busy night but they had other ideas. They'd been thinking about having sex with each other ever since Donna had viewed the DVD's and discovered that the thought of lesbian sex turned her on. She wanted to find out if she and Eve would be good for each other in bed. No, I couldn't watch. The fact that I had slept alone meant that I was well rested the next day so I took the dog out for his morning constitutional and then prepared the breakfast items for the three of us and then went to Donna's house at 8 o'clock and rang the bell. The door was opened by a tousled and obviously sleepy woman in a very snug dressing gown and I doubted that there was anything underneath it. I stepped inside and closed the door before opening the dressing gown to find that I was correct, Donna was nude. She was still fuzzy from sleep so, before she could react, I had hold of her magnificent breasts. Donna didn't appear to have a problem in having her breasts fondled and actually took a deep breath and pushed them forward so that I could appreciate the full size and weight of them. As I cupped a breast with one hand and ran my other hand down over her smooth tummy and over her fuzzy pubic mound to feel for her slit. I found the sensitive little button I was seeking and there was a short period of readjustment to her stance as she parted her thighs then we went through the heavy breathing phase and finally I had wet fingers. Having accomplished my mission I told her that I'd prepared the breakfast things in my house so if Eve was awake would she please tell her to come when she was ready, dress optional. Donna said that Eve was still asleep so I asked her to leave a note for her and then I fastened her dressing gown, passed her shoes to her and hurried her out of the house and the few paces to my house. We had breakfast and then I led an unprotesting woman up to my bedroom. Donna said that she wasn't averse to what I had in mind, but as she'd just spent several sweaty hours in bed with Eve, she was going to have a shower first. Therefore, I undressed and made sure all I would need was close to hand. When Donna came into my bedroom all pink and fragrant, she came to me and hugged me closely to her so that I received the full benefit of her willing body. I was like a child in a sweet shop; I just didn't know where to start. Donna rescued me by getting on her knees and holding my cock in one hand and my balls in the other before lowering her head and sucking me into her mouth. When I placed my hands on her head to try and hold it steady enough for me to fuck her mouth, she withdrew and stood up. "Get on the bed and lie on your back." I did as she requested and she knelt above me in the '69' position and lowered her vagina to my mouth as she lowered her mouth back around my cock. She tasted of honey and lemons and I ate as much of her as I could. I sucked and chewed her labia, I licked and flicked her clitoris and I pushed my tongue into her pink and wet love tube as far as I could manage, but I occasionally had to withdraw a little to get some air. At the same time that this was happening I had kept my hands busy feeling as much of her breasts as I could manage. This was not easy because they were pressed against my body as she sucked and licked my swollen cock. Using my right hand to reach beneath the pillow, I managed to get hold of the slim tube of spray lubricant I had hidden there and then give her anus an introduction to forthcoming events. Donna tensed as this happened, but her mouth stayed firmly around my cock as my finger found the now slippery sphincter and I eased it slowly into the start of her anal canal. Her bottom lifted, and then descended to press harder against my mouth. I eased my finger back for a moment and then pressed it a little deeper into her anus and began rotating it until the sphincter relaxed and I could get a second finger into her anus. Donna responded by speeding up her activity on my throbbing cock and that was now causing me to thrust my hips upwards as her lips came down the shaft. I increased the speed of my finger action and also commenced to move them in and out and finger fuck Donna's anal canal. She stopped sucking me and lifted her head, she loved it! My cock was released so that she could concentrate on raising and lowering her backside to help me bring her to a frenzy of desire and release. I had never intended to do what I did next. I pulled my finger from her body, rolled her off me, dragged her to the edge of the bed, and then told her to get on all fours, head down with her arse in the air. As she did as instructed, I sprayed my cock and her anus with lubricant. I got my erection into her vagina and began to fuck her. It was wonderful, but I had now become fixated on her anus and I was hoping that she was about to get her backside well and truly fucked. As my cock ploughed her vagina, I had a thumb against her anus and because the sphincter was well lubricated it slid into her rectal canal with ease and then I could apply sideways pressure and her sphincter began to widen. Soon it was open sufficiently for me remove my thumb and insert Two fingers instead and so I was able to finger fuck her anus as I fucked her vagina and Donna settled herself for what she knew was about to happen. Pulling my cock out of her vagina, I removed my fingers from her anus and then I placed my cock head against it and pushed, it was an incredibly tight fit and she yelped, but I now had three inches of my cock inside her. I stopped to rest for a moment and she said: "Do it Peter, push it in slowly, put some more spray on your cock and push it all the way in." I did what she wanted me to do and then, once her bottom was against my groin I pulled my cock all the way back to the entrance then slid it back into her waiting body. "Do that again, come on Peter fuck my arse, do it until I say stop and then you can have anything you want." "What I want is to watch you and Eve have sex and then I want to fuck both of you in the same bed. I feel as though I've won the lottery, I've fucked two very sexy women whom I've known for years and never expected to feel, let alone to fuck them, and... Hold still; stop moving for minute and then I'll slide it out again. "I get to do this just about whenever I want to. I don't pretend its love, but I'm sure that whatever you want to call it, it's keeping us happy and content." "Stop talking and concentrate on fucking me." I fucked her bottom slowly and as I did so I held her breasts tightly and pushed her forward. She was now laying full length on the bed with me on top of her, sliding my erection into her until she yelled that she was Cumming. This had the effect of triggering me so that I erupted and jettisoned a stream of cum into her rear passage. I lay on her until she stopped shaking and then I pulled my cock out of her and moved so that I could prise the cheeks of her backside apart and watch as her anus slowly contracted in diameter to something approaching its normal size and my sperm oozed out of her bottom. We lay quietly on the bed for a while and then Donna had a shower and I had a good wash, which was all I could do until my leg healed. On getting downstairs we found that Eve had made it round from Donna's house and had just made coffee for us. She also had a question for Donna, which stiffened my cock a little. "Was that as much fun as it sounded Donna? I've never had that done to me." "When you've had it done three or four times you'll either love it or hate it. If you love it, you'll be happy to have it at any time. It must be five years since I had it and even though the guy I was with was a jerk I let him do me three days running because he was careful and doing it 'for' me and not 'to' me." The rest of the day was spent shopping. Saturday was the one day that Donna could have some 'retail therapy’, Eve went with me to the supermarket, and made sure I could manage. The leg casing is a good idea but it does get tiring if one is on foot for any lengthy occasions. The evening was tiring. We were in my house and I had made my position clear to both of them, I wanted them both and I really wasn't overly concerned about who I enjoyed first. Donna said she wanted to watch so I took Eve into the kitchen and opened a cupboard to get the thick blanket out which I'd stored there earlier. Eve was helpful, she removed her clothes as I spread the blanket over the tabletop and then, as I undressed, she stepped onto a chair and then onto the table. She lay back and allowed me to open her legs and lift them up to reveal her already slightly open and damp sex slit. I was erect and I was rampant; my cock slid into her without any hesitation and once I was fully inside her she lowered her legs and wrapped them around me. I fondled her breasts and teased her nipples as I slid in and out of her wet vagina. When Donna appeared, she was naked. She clambered onto the table to place her sex over Eve's mouth and took hold of my hands and guided them to her own breasts, she then began to play with Eve's clitoris. So, as I fucked Eve she was eating Donna's vagina, and together with my manipulation of her fabulous breasts and nipples, we brought her to boiling point. I felt Donna stiffen and then she squealed because Eve had pushed two fingers into her anus and then nibbled her clitoris. I pulled out of Eve, Donna immediately went down on her, and they spent the next Twenty minutes devouring each other. I fondled breast whenever I could get a hand on one, it mattered not to whom it belonged. Eve made it clear that she wanted Donna to herself so I made some preparations for later and then I sat back to watch them bring each other to a state of satiated collapse. I was still rampant and Eve was about to do something about that, not that she knew it at that moment. I asked Donna to get off Eve and helped her to get down from the table and then I helped Eve to get off the table. I led her to the bed I'd been using and put her on it. Before she had a chance to complain I put the handcuffs on her wrists, the other end of which I had previously attached to the bed frame. Eve had finally realized what was about to happen and wasn't so sure that she was going to enjoy it quite as much as she'd claimed would be the case. Not after what she'd overheard while Donna had been upstairs with me, and her recent exertions. Using the soft straps, which I had also attached to the bedframe, I fed the straps between her thighs and pulled them tight which forced her knees apart and back towards her head. I had a wonderfully unobstructed view of her body and I demonstrated to her that I had full access to all her parts. I spent time caressing and tweaking; I fondled, licked and sucked all the parts that would appreciate and react to the various treatments. After an hour of this I sat down at the end of the bed and concentrated on that beautiful slit between her thighs. I placed my mouth against her labia and commenced to suck and lick my way into her inner sanctum. By the time my tongue finally contacted her clitoris she was begging me to fuck her. She was still begging me to fuck her when I moved my attention lower down and licked her anus. That stopped her talking. She started talking again when I sprayed lubricant on her sphincter and then inserted a finger into her anal canal, but now she was asking me to be gentle with her. I spent time rotating and pushing my finger until her tight little hole had opened sufficiently for me to introduce a second finger into her. With two fingers in her anus Eve stopped talking again. Now to try something I'd seen on one of my DVDs. I inserted my thumb into her vagina and pressed the fingers and the thumb together and gently rubbed the membrane separating the two canals. Eve stiffened, grunted and called me a very naughty name as the muscles in the affected areas began to pulse and clamp on my digits as she climaxed. At this moment, Donna took a hand. She stood behind me and reached around me to grasp my cock and massage it to get it fully erect. As soon as she was satisfied with its condition she told me to remove my fingers from Eve's anus. The moment my fingers left Eve's body, Donna pressed me forward and guided my cock straight into the vacated opening. Donna sprayed my cock as I entered Eve and slid into a still expanded tunnel. It was a tight fit but not excessively so and so my cock slid past Eve's inner sphincter and penetrated into her rectum. I pushed as far into her as I could and then slowly withdrew and Donna reapplied the spray. Removing my thumb from Eve's vagina, I grasped her hips and concentrated on my mission, which was to bring her to another climax and to hopefully cum inside her at the same time. The amazing thing was that Eve was now begging me to do it faster and as this was her first time I was had been sure she would have wanted me to be slow and gentle, or not do it at all. I did what she wanted and she did what I wanted; then I did what I wanted. Shower time was interesting, because I watched them shower together. Then I was cleansed, which was less tiring than my doing it for myself. It was also a great deal more fun, even though I was worn out. We went out for lunch and then, by way of a change we amused ourselves by going to the cinema. We made a day of it by dining out and then I was taken to a jazz club and taught to dance. I enjoyed it far more than I expected to and we have happily made several return visits. That night we all slept in the same bed, eventually. We slept late the next morning and just took a very leisurely lunch and lounged around. The conversation turned to work and finances. I'd asked Donna if she enjoyed being an overworked and underpaid nurse and she told me that she was just happy to have a job, but her finances were stretched now because Linda was at University. When asked, Eve told me that she'd been made redundant from her lob at an electronics company, but had received a very good severance package so she'd decided to invest a large part of it. As long as she was careful, she didn't need to work, but now missed having somewhere to go each day. In short she had been bored to tears until I had my accident. It was time to tell them what was on my mind. "Ever since we began our sexual activities I have noticed that both of you have really begun to sparkle and you both even look younger. I know I'm a very happy man now, even with a broken leg, but that is a small price to pay for what I got in return. "Be honest and tell me if you're happy and content with what we do now. My own life has brightened considerably. I now really look forward to what each day might bring, and since I'd never had sex until recently, I have a lot of catching up to do and I want to do it with you" Eve and Donna looked at each other and smiled then they assaulted me. My trousers were removed and then they took turns in masturbating me to a full erection before straddling me and lowering themselves down the resultant shaft. At least I was allowed to open blouses and fondle the contents. Once they'd shown me what they thought about our situation I was released and as they tidied their clothing I told them what I intended to do. "As of tomorrow I'm reducing your rents to zero. I don't need the money and you could both do with it so cancel your standing orders for the rent. There is a payback, hence my question. I want sex with you both and I want you to want sex with me. I'm not saying that I love either of you, but I do love your bodies." Both Eve and Donna came to hug and kiss me and tell me that they didn't love me; but did love the sex, especially as it was because of me that they'd discovered each other's liking for girl fun. Donna said that they weren't interested in love, it had caused too much misery in her life and Eve said she'd only ever been close to a girl so she wasn't even sure what love was. So we were agreed, it was a life of hedonism for us. Donna asked me if I'd bedded Linda. I admitted that after Linda had seen the DVD's she's felated me and allowed me access to her sex for a feel, but nothing further. I decided that I should make the position clear. "How do you feel about Linda being involved?" "She's old enough to do what she wants; I just hope that she doesn't do anything stupid. Why, are you planning on fucking her?" "I'm not planning it, she is. I won't say no and you know that. She wants me to take her virginity when my leg is fully healed, so it could happen any time soon." "So she's still a virgin? I'm pleased. Good for her and lucky you. I hope she enjoys it, I know I do and now I'll show you how much." It was fast, it was furious and it was on the carpet. Her vagina was pink and moist and tasted of honey; her teeth were sharp on my erection because she found it difficult to get her mouth open sufficiently wide to get my cock in without them catching it. The safest thing to do was to put it where it was supposed to go. She was tight, but well lubricated and it wasn't long before my cock head was nudging her cervix. Once I had it there I thrust myself against her and then held her tightly as I pumped in and out without withdrawing my cock more than half an inch. Ten minutes of this and her vaginal muscles clamped on my shaft and I could feel them rippling on it until finally she clamped her legs behind my back and climaxed with a huge sigh of contentment. Eve applauded and informed us that she'd opened a bottle of wine for a toast to life and all its pleasures. I told the ladies that we were dining out again this evening, which caused some rapid activity because they needed to 'prepare' so they went to their respective homes and 'prepared'. An hour later, they returned in their 'little black frocks’, which made me, wish we were staying in. I too had 'prepared' myself so we were fit to go anywhere without upsetting those of a sensitive nature. Donna said that she thought I ought not to spend so much money by taking them out so often. I pointed out that this weekend was the first time I'd done any spending and it was by way of a thank you for all they'd done for me since my accident; even after all the fun they'd enabled me to have, I still owed them a debt of gratitude. We had a lovely meal and came home reasonably early because Donna had to be up early for work in the morning. Eve and I said goodnight to her and then I took Eve into the bedroom and removed her knickers, but I insisted that the dress stayed on whilst I fucked her. She started off on her back, but I had no intention of Cumming until I'd turned her over to fondle her soft, round bottom and inserted my erection into her tight little anus. I took her slowly and made it last for a long time as she reached for her clitoris, but eventually I could no long hold back and thrust hard before squirting my load into her rectum. She rewarded me by washing, drying and then sucking my cock before settling down to sleep spooned up against me with my hands firmly clasped around her breasts. After breakfast I also had to go to the hospital to have my leg checked over and this time I would probably return home without the leg walker. This proved to be the case and after putting my shoe on I had an hour of physiotherapy before being allowed to go home. Eve had been with me to the hospital, but when I climbed into the taxi to go home she said she had some shopping to do. So did I. The taxi took me to the store I wanted and was happy to wait until I returned with my purchase, and then I arrived home to an empty house, which had become a rare event. Eve arrived from her shopping trip and we had lunch, then she showed e what she'd bought. One item was of real interest, it would certainly interest Donna and Linda because it was a strap-on dildo. I dropped my trousers to free my cock and Eve helped me to get a good erection, which I then held against the dildo. They were the same length, but mine was fatter. I was pleased at the result and Eve was pleased at the result because she got my half of the test equipment inserted into her vagina without even having to remove her knickers. We did it on the bed she'd brought when I had my accident. After I'd finished she asked me to lean over the bed and I did as she asked. That was a big mistake, the handcuffs were still there and she had them on me before I could react. My trousers were already off so removing my boxer shorts was no problem for her. She stripped, she put the strap-on dildo on and then she tied my ankles to the bed frame. I was not going to complain, not after what I'd done to her, but I was also not going to enjoy what was about to happen. Eve sprayed my anus and her dildo and then reached around me to grasp my cock. Unsurprisingly, it stiffened. She masturbated me until she was happy with the result and then she placed the end of the dildo against my anus and gently applied pressure. "I think that you should find out what women experience when men decide that they want to have anal sex. I've found that I like the way you did it and Donna told me that you do it with more care than some men. This will show you that it doesn't have to hurt and can be a turn on." She kept the pressure on until my sphincter relaxed and opened sufficiently wide to allow the dildo to enter my anal canal. Once she knew it was inside me she rested and began masturbating again until I told her I was going to cum. She stopped doing that and without warning thrust her hips forward and thrust some of the dildo into me. It hurt and I yelped but she kept it there until I'd got used to having the thing inside me. Once I'd stopped muttering she withdrew most of the dildo and gave it a spray before pushing it even further in until I had it all inside me, then she fucked me. She fucked my backside steadily but firmly and I could do absolutely nothing about it. It was some time before I realized that my anus had relaxed and although I would never enjoy being anally fucked it no longer hurt. I'm not sure how long she did it for, but when she stopped and pulled out of me I was worn out. Eve removed the strap-on and released me to lie on the bed. The moment I was on the bed she was on me and making sure that my erection was put to good use. She lowered herself down my throbbing cock and then rotated her hips and asked me to thrust it up her as hard as I could. I did, I rammed my groin against her labia as hard as I could until she groaned and collapsed on top of me. I kept fucking her until I felt my hot cum begin its journey up my shaft, at which point I lifted Eve's body up to get my cock out of her vagina. I just got it out in time to squirt the jet of cum onto her stomach, then I too collapsed and went lay alongside her, we then fell asleep. I awoke because I thought Eve wanted to play. This was because of the tight grip on my cock, but when I opened my eyes I found Donna leaning over me. She held the strap-on above me and asked: "What have you two been up to and who was the recipient of this? I ask because you don't need to wear one. Either you've had another woman in here for Eve, or both of you, to play with, or you've been keeping a secret." Eve saved me by stopping pretending that she was asleep. She told Donna that she had shown me how it was worn and that I'd dropped my trousers so that I could compare the size of my erection against that of the dildo. She said she'd made the mistake of removing the strap-on before I'd put my trousers back on, and what happened next was inevitable and wonderful, but very tiring. Donna went to her house to shower and change then returned to dine with us. It had become the norm to use my house for our activities and certainly kept their household expenses down. During dinner we discussed our new activities and agreed that we were all much happier. We were more relaxed and not at all ashamed of our leisure and pleasure activities. It was also agreed that we needed to make certain that all the necessary precautions against pregnancy were available and taken. I had never felt the slightest need to be a father and I opted to have a vasectomy so that I couldn't have an accident with one of them. They tried to dissuade me from doing that, but I had given it a lot of thought and told them that my mind was made up. Donna said that she knew a 'very friendly' Doctor who could arrange this privately. When I asked her how friendly that was she said he'd been trying to get into her knickers for months, it wasn't going to happen, but he needn't know that Donna asked me if I would be willing to try Viagra as a means of ensuring a good performance during lengthy sessions. She could get them without any problem. We cleared away and fed the dishwasher. Then I asked Donna if she minded being the centre of attention for the evening. "I thought you'd never ask; I really need some stress relief after today's workload." She stood and allowed me to undress her, which didn't take long because all she was wearing was the dress. I fondled her wonderfully round and pliant breasts until grasped a hand and pushed it down to her pubic mound. "Don't tease, I need fucking and I'm not in the mood for much in the way of foreplay, so get your clothes off and take me to bed." I was happy to oblige the lady and she was quickly taken to bed. I spread her legs in order to get my mouth to her labia, but she really was insistent that I entered her immediately. I moved over her and she helpfully guided my cock to the entrance of her vagina then she wrapped her legs around me and used her heels to urge me to push my cock into her waiting body. As I did what she wanted she sighed and asked me to go slowly so that she could just relax and enjoy the sensations to. I did my utmost to allow her to get the maximum amount of pleasure from the situation, but I have needs as well, so it wasn't long before my hands were busy. Donna asked if she could be on top and I couldn't see why not so we changed positions and she lowered herself onto me and then leant forward to allow a nipple to be nibbled as she slowly fucked me. She didn't see Eve appear behind her, naked, except for the strap on. I wrapped my arm and legs around her and held her tightly as Eve sprayed Donna's anus with lubricant and then got into position and inserted the dildo into her. Donna didn't struggle, she stayed still until Eve was all the way into her rectum and then she asked Eve to go slowly, but Eve took it out saying that she'd leave that pleasure for another time. She backed away and I rolled Donna over and showed her that I could manage to give her what she wanted without the need for artificial stimulants. I was very relieved when she climaxed for the third, and last, time. If we'd gone on for much longer I doubt that I would have been able to stop myself from Cumming. Donna was about to get up when Eve mounted her, sans strap-on, in the '69' position and offered her sex for Donna's inspection and tasting whilst she licked and sucked her clitoris. Donna tried to protest, but Eve wasn't listening. I got off the bed and watched for a while as they inspected, and teased each other and then I decided to give Donna an extra treat. I climbed back onto the bed and mounted Eve. Donna had a worm's eye view of my cock easing its way into Eve's vagina as she nibbled on her clitoris. She got her hands to Eve's labia and pulled them wide apart as I began pumping my erection into her. I grasped Eve's hips and pulled her onto me as I slid into her and all too soon I came. I had to pull my cock out of her before I boiled over. I wasn't fast enough to get it clear of Donna as well, who therefore received a face full of cum. Donna pushed Eve off her and reached for the strap-on, she rapidly put it on. She told Eve to get on all fours and then inserted the head of the dildo into Eve's vagina and showed Eve how proficient she was at using it. I was a spent force so I left them to satisfy each other's desires and had a shower. With the shower completed, bathrobe on and downstairs with a bottle of wine I mulled over the events of the past Three months and decided that there was little I could do to better the situation. We really did enjoy each other's company, it may well be heavily sex orientated but there was a large dose of friendship alongside that. I was on my second glass of wine when I heard the shower start up so I went into my wardrobe and retrieved the other two bathrobes, which I'd purchased earlier. I know it was an excuse to enter the shower room, they knew at as well but after what we'd been doing to each other I felt that it was a mild transgression of etiquette. They were kissing when I entered; more accurately, one of the activities was kissing, but with all the steam I couldn't really be certain exactly what else they were doing. I showed them the bathrobes; they had been described as virgin white, but no matter. I left and went back downstairs for a little self-manipulation until someone else could assist me. Someone else did come and assist me and then handed over to another someone else to complete the event. It is very satisfying to be sitting on your sofa with a sexy and willing woman and having that woman voluntarily masturbating you without being asked. I can heartily recommend it for aiding relaxation. Eve showed us the rest of her purchases. A large pack of condoms; some more soft cords in case anyone fancied bondage, one large Vibrator and one, more slender, version. Several tubes of spray lubricant completed her shopping. I was fondling Donna's breasts as the shopping items were revealed, but once the show was over we agreed that we'd be wise to try for some proper sleeping and so the two ladies in my life returned to their own homes for the night. The next week passed in more 'normal' fashion. Donna was working and Eve had promised her that she would dust and air the house for her as well as doing the same for herself. I had businesses to oversee so I paid them all a visit. As I was fully aware, they didn't need my involvement. To show them that I was appreciative of their work I formally informed them that they were getting a bonus payment at Christmas and each employee would have an extra week's holiday. The relevant manager was to draw up a rota and submit it to me for approval. They were happy and so was I because my life had changed and I no longer needed to be wished to be a workaholic. On the following Friday, Donna announced that she'd submitted her resignation because she'd been offered a job at a private nursing home at a far higher salary with a superior benefits package and fewer hours. We celebrated by going into town for a meal and another incursion into the jazz scene. We also celebrated on our return home, oh how those little black dresses turned me on. This reminded me to ask Donna if she could obtain the Viagra before she left the hospital. On Saturday morning Eve and Donna came round and made the most wonderful aroma of bacon and eggs. I couldn't resist that so I showered and dressed, and then showed them just how hungry I was. I should have been suspicious, but hunger dulled my senses. Eve led the charge by asking me why I didn't have a mobile 'phone. I explained that I had never had the need for one because the only calls I made were done either at the shops or at home if I wanted to order something. Donna followed up by asking why I hadn't joined this century and bought a computer so that I could see what I wanted to buy and find the best price. Then, sneakily, I could even get a very wide choice of porn videos if I found that I needed them again. I told her I very much doubted that I would and so was flummoxed when she said that she and Eve would rather like to see what sort of stuff was on offer. They knew was that it was all out there and decided that maybe, if they talked me into joining together with them to buy a computer, it could be installed in my house and we could all use it for 'things'. Donna told me that they didn't want to pry, but could I afford to join in with them to get all the kit we'd need to 'go on-line. "You should stop worrying about my finances. My father was an astute man. He built up a business and he invested the profits wisely. He bought these houses when no one else would contemplate buying in such a place. "We were wealthy, although you'd never have known it. I was amazed at just how much we were worth and he left it all to me. I've followed his example and enjoyed doing it, but I have been lonely. "I hardly ever spent anything; the way I lived I had no need of a car or holidays. What would I have done on my own? Now I can really enjoy spending some of the money. "We can have a computer and whatever else we need." Eve spoke up. "In that case you can afford a mobile 'phone, so get ready because were going shopping." It was mid-afternoon before we returned. The Packages were still on the floor two hours later when we came back downstairs. I'd had the privilege of having both of them on the bed at the same time being encouraged to fuck them both. I was also able to see that Donna had all her pubic hair removed. Those bald labia with the pink slit between were a delight to see and taste. I had no difficulty in raising and maintaining an erection when faced with such erotic views, and they knew it. We had coffee and cake and sorted out all our purchases. We had four laptops and a Wi-Fi router and a computer technician had promised to come round this evening after work to set it all up and get us started, for a price. He did come; everything went smoothly and once he was sure we could operate the laptops he left, with a nice bonus. We'd made sure he'd set the fourth laptop up because that was for Linda to take back to Uni with her. She was due to be here in a week's time for the half term break and I for one was really looking forward to that because I was on a promise to take her virginity and I wanted that honour. Linda 'phoned the next day to tell us when she expected to be here, but she also caused a bit of a stir because she wanted to bring a 'good friend' with her. It turned out that Linda had befriended a girl from the Scottish Western Isles. Her name was Helen; she was a pure maths undergraduate and had never been away from home for so long. She was homesick and lonely and Linda had taken her under her wing, so to speak. She also took her into her bed during one particularly bad bout of homesickness, one thing led to another and they didn't get any sleep. They were a 'couple' and she soon discovered that Helen had never been near a boy because there were few of them on the isle and if a boy did manage to get lucky with a girl it was common knowledge amongst the youngsters by midday the next day. She had a sister; she'd also had her sister. Her sister was a year younger than her and obviously had the same urges and concerns so they'd ended up comforting each other and liked it. Linda had returned the compliment and told Helen how come she knew so much about Sapphic sex. The punch line was that Helen couldn't afford the cost of the journey home for the break, in terms of money or time and had wanted Linda to stay on campus with her. Linda had come clean about the reason she really wanted to be here and then went a step too far and told her about the additional benefits involved. Helen was a down to earth, intelligent girl and told Linda that she had no objection to being fucked and used if that's what it took to have somewhere else to go instead of home. She said she found the thought exciting and she would love to be allowed to visit. Linda said that Helen was submissive when it came to sex, and they really did go well together. Donna said that although she was upset that Linda had told anyone about us, she did understand why and she found it a turn-on. Eve said she had no problem with the prospect of another sex partner. I was concerned about our anonymity and security so Linda had better make sure that Helen understands that this is not going to be a one-time thing. If she were to tell anyone else then I would be visiting her home island. Profuse thanks from Helen and then a husky Scottish accented voice came on the line and said that we really had no idea just how dull and boring her and her sister's life had become. She really was looking forward to joining our 'family' and she promised that she would keep the secret. I had an erection before she'd finished speaking and Eve's eyes had widened at the sound of that voice. After the call ended we discussed the arrangements that needed to be made. There weren't many. We each had double beds and mine was about to become a king size because I was expecting delivery on the coming Monday. I was going to be keeping Linda busy for a couple of days so they could entertain Helen as they saw fit. I would take a break for a day and then indulge myself with my second virgin, and they could refresh their memories of Linda's likes and preferences. The rest of the evening was spent in getting to know the new mobiles, especially in my case because I had no idea how to get it to do anything. Eventually I'd grasped the basics and called it a day. I slept deeply and alone. Eve and Donna slept together in Donna's bed and I have no doubt it was some time before they settled down. They really did enjoy having sex with each other. After my shower the next morning, I sent a text To Donna asking if they were coming round for breakfast. My first ever text received a reply; I was to go to them so I did. Donna was nude and on her kitchen table having her labia nibbled. Eve moved from between her thighs and told me that my breakfast awaited and that it was nicely hot and steaming. I put my mouth where it would be most appreciated and licked deeply into the waiting pink slit. I had intended to fondle her magnificent breasts, but Eve had unzipped and lowered my trousers before I'd even started, so my erection was out and ready in very quick time. I stood between Donna's thighs, inserted my cock into her vagina and began to fuck her; slowly, steadily and with feeling. I fucked her gently and as I did so I told her that I hope she wasn't going to be upset about my intention to fuck her daughter when she was ready for me to take her virginity. That caused a reaction; Donna climaxed. Her backside came off the table and she wrapped her legs around me and yelled: "Fuck me, come on Peter, fuck me. Harder, harder. I'm Cumming, OOHH YYYYESSSSS. Do it again, bang me hard, don't you dare stop. Faster Peter; faster. Fuck me; I'm Cumming again, fuck me harder, faster bang me, come on. OOHHH fucking YYEESSSSSS, OH FUCK. Nnghhh." I had to pull out because my semen had begun to boil and I just managed to extract my cock out of her as it spurted high and over her body. Her breasts were coated with it. Donna went for a shower as Eve and I made a real breakfast. After we'd cleared away we sat in Donna's living room and Eve showed us what she'd been doing while Donna and I had been occupied. She'd taken some pictures with her new 'phone. This included some short video clips. I was watching myself fucking Donna and it was an instant turn-on, I had to change position because my cock was in an unsuitable place to accommodate an erection. Eve decided to help me by unzipping my trousers and fishing my cock out into the open. She took pity on me and spent some time giving me a lovely blowjob until I came. Not much ejaculation but I felt better. When I stood up, I saw that Donna had done exactly the same as Eve had done and taken some photos of me having my cock swallowed. These camera 'phones are dangerous things. I asked Donna if she intended to keep them, but she said that as soon as she'd shown them to Eve she'd delete them and Eve would delete hers. Good sense prevails, but wow, what a sex aid. We took a bus to the next town because I wanted to visit the canal boat sales and Repair Company, which I had been told, hired day boats. I had been told correctly and so we had soon found ourselves heading cautiously along the main canal until we came to, and turned into, the small arm that led past our homes. It was easy to steer the boat and so we had time to enjoy the peace and quiet of the surrounding countryside. Soon we were gliding through our own town and then past our homes to see how far the renovation of the canal had progressed. After clearing the outskirts of the town, it ended in a wide circle, which was obviously to enable boats to turn round. Our day boat was much shorter than a normal canal narrow boat so we were able to turn around with no problem. There was a canal-boat moored at this point and the day got interesting when we saw that it was occupied. The interesting part was that a couple were having sex at the rear of the boat. They were naked and the object of my interest was aged about fifty. She was around 5ft 6in in height with large breasts a slightly overweight, but curvy and tanned body and definitely no body hair. The male was roughly the same age and height as his companion but without the curves or breasts. He looked fit and His cock looked to be longer than mine, but not as fat. She had just been pleasured, 'doggy style' as we arrived so all was on display. I was able to observe all this because they didn't seem to be overly bothered about our presence and as we drifted past he asked if we'd seen enough. He laughed when Eve said no she'd appreciate a closer look, he said something to the women then asked if we'd like to come aboard for a drink. He was looking at me when he said it, and put his thumb up when I said that it would be a pleasure and asked if we should undress for the occasion. The woman spoke and said that it might be better if they dressed and then we could see how we got on. They did: once we'd moored and boarded their boat, they gave us a beer and I apologised for interrupting their exercise routine, but had been unable to avoid the situation. His name was Alf and his companion's name was Edith. She was his wife. They lived on the boat as they preferred the floating lifestyle and although they hadn't wanted to be observed, there hadn't been much point in trying to hide. The fact that all three of us had seemed interested in the incident had made it less embarrassing, and Eve's response to Alf's challenge had intrigued them. They'd come up this canal arm for the same reason we had, to see where it led, and once here they'd decided that it was a nice peaceful spot and as he was always 'in the mood' he made sure the seclusion was put to good use. Edith asked Eve how closely she'd wanted to look at Alf's 'equipment' and Eve didn't even blush, she merely told Edith that it was her 'equipment' that she'd wanted to inspect. Edith did blush and said that she was perfectly happy with Alf. Alf said that he thought that 'as well as' not 'instead of' was what was on the cards and he still remembered that after last Christmas's little party and the two following get-togethers, she'd told him that she wondered what it would be like to have sex with a woman. He told Edith that now was the perfect chance to find out. You've just been told that the chance is there, so take it. Then he asked me if I had any objection. "I've no objection, Eve's shown she's interested, we are good friends, I don't own her and she's old enough to do what she wants. Edith was blushing bright red and so Eve took her hand and told her that if she was really interested in the experience then she should lead the way to the bedroom. They went forward and Alf looked at Donna's empty glass and asked her if she would like anything else to drink. He got a surprise when she asked him if there was a second bedroom, when he said yes; she asked him if he'd care to show it to her. He looked at me and I grinned and told him to enjoy himself, but that when he had a moment I would be very interested to hear about the Christmas party. It was difficult to avoid hearing the sounds of sexual activity and the pleasure it was providing so I went to the forward observation area and kept an eye out for any approaching boats or walkers. I heard the shower operating and then Alf appeared. He looked a little weary and informed me that because he had so recently been satisfying Edith, his stamina had been unable to keep up with Donna's lustful expectations. That meant Donna was now with Eve and Edith and we wouldn't be seeing them for some time. I got Alf to tell me about the Christmas party: "We were heading for a canal marina to lay over for the festivities there. We were passing a moored boat when a woman shouted that their engine had a fault and could we give them a lift to the marina. "I'm good with engines and I also carry a fair number of spares so I had a look and saw that I could fix the problem. I had the tools and the time, but I would have to drain the oil and spare oil was something I didn't have. Edith took Mary to our boat for a cuppa then Frank and I set to and fixed the problem. "After I'd cleaned up we convinced them that the best thing to do was come with us to the marina to get the oil. It would be dark before we could return so we'd stay overnight and return early the next day. "They agreed, we transferred what they needed into our spare bedroom, secured their boat and set off. The marina was packed so we had to go a little further down the canal to moor and walk back. We got the oil and got back to the boat just before dark. "We showered and dressed for an evening out then walked back to the marina. We ate and then we went to the bar and partied. We got back to the boat at two in the morning, very drunk and disorderly just about describes us. I do mean very drunk. "None of us remember much about the rest of the night, but we woke up with each other's spouses. Mary woke me up and said that we must have spent the night together because Frank and Edith were fucking in the other bedroom and Edith was asking Frank to go slowly. "She was looking really worried, until I showed her my erection, and then she smiled and said that knowing what Frank was doing to my wife she may as well enjoy the situation as well. All four of us enjoyed the situation so much that we didn't get dressed at all that day. We spent the time having sex, or getting ready to have sex. "Both women were intent on getting fucked as often as they could and in the end it was only exhaustion that stopped us. We had lunch in the nude and we decided on a light dinner so that we could stay on board and fuck some more. I know a lot of positions for sex now, but Edith will only do them when we meet Frank and Mary. "We've met them twice since then and we've fucked the night away on both occasions, but we've not bothered with the booze part of the scene. We know why we were there and we’re not shy of performing in front of each other. It's a real turn on knowing what we're going to be doing with either woman. The odd thing that we've never done anything like it before or even talked about it and Edith loves it." It was obvious that Alf was intrigued by us. He asked what our situation was so I gave him a quick explanation. I told him that this was the first time that we'd indulged in any form of sexual activity with anyone else, and although I hadn't actually taken an active part I would really like to get Edith on a bed if they were agreeable. Three sexually satiated, showered and dressed females appeared and demanded sustenance. I told them that we were not far from our homes and if they cared to follow us they could moor in our reserved mooring and then come with us to return our hired boat. After that I would love to take them for a meal and then back to our homes. Alf took Edith to one side and had a quiet word with her, she glanced at me and said something to Alf and then she came to me and told me that she'd been thinking that I wasn't interested in her. She was happy to find that she was wrong and so yes, she would love me to take her to bed. As soon as we were inside the house Edith told me she'd asked Eve what size my cock was and now she wanted to see it for herself. I was invited to show it to her and could I do it sooner rather than any other time. I could. We went upstairs and then I removed my clothing and any doubts that she'd about whether I was interested or not. Her clothing came off and it remained off throughout the next day. Having got her undressed I felt my way around her body starting at her neck. By the time I'd moved down to the swell of her breasts she was trembling, and when I finally touched her nipples she moaned and pressed my hands against her breasts. Pushing her hands away I continued my tactile inspection of her body. I moved behind her and felt her bottom cheeks and then pushed a finger into the cleft until I felt her anus at which point I stopped moving my finger, and pressed. She jerked, but then relaxed and parted her legs to allow my hand a little more room to investigate her. Not wishing to go too quickly I removed my finger and reached around her to stroke her stomach and then gradually lowered my hand down to her vulva. At which point she felt behind her, grasped my erection and then said: "Please Peter, stop teasing me and fuck me." I asked her to get on the bed and spread her legs wide apart which she rapidly did and then I pushed a pillow under her bottom so that I could get my mouth around her sex more easily. I spent time licking and sucking her labia and clitoris with the occasional insertion of a finger, but one hand was always roving over her stomach and soft breasts. I was now desperate to give her what she wanted and so I moved up between her thighs and over her body. As I inserted the head of my cock inside the opening to her vagina I asked her if she'd enjoyed the attentions of Eve and Donna. All she said was: "Please; fuck me." "I will, but I want to know what you thought about having sex with another woman. If you enjoyed the experience, then we have a future as a group because it's all of us or nothing and were not interested in one-off fixtures. "YES, I enjoyed it; YES I want to do it again, NOW WILL YOU PLEASE FUCK ME?" I did. We settled down to get some sleep around 4am. At 9:30 my alarm sounded and at 9:50 I entered her again. I had her knees up against her breasts with her legs trapped by my arms because my hands were on either side of her head. I was vigorously pounding into her so that my groin was smacking against her labia. She climaxed, loudly. Pulling out of her, I turned her onto her stomach. She was very quiet as my finger explored the crevice between the cheeks of her soft buttocks and touched her rear entrance. I reached for the lube spray and applied a burst to her anus and my finger causing her to tense a little. She tensed a little more when my finger returned to her anus and pressed against the sphincter. I slowly applied a rotation to the pressure and was rewarded with a sigh as her sphincter opened and my finger was allowed to enter her. Slowly and gently I moved my finger in a circular motion as I finger fucked her anus, getting ever deeper inside her until at last I reached the inner sphincter. "Please, I've never had this done to me. It feels strange and I'm not sure about letting you do it." "I'll be slow and careful and the last thing I want to do is hurt you. Tell me if anything I do hurts you and you could also tell me if you like any particular part of what I do." I withdrew my finger, applied more lube to her open anal passage and then inserted two fingers into her. She sighed and moaned as I formed a hook with my fingers and pressed hard onto the membrane separating her anal canal and vagina. I removed my fingers from her bottom and waited until she'd recovered her composure and then I asked her to suck me until I came. As she sucked my cock into her mouth I told her that on the next occasion we had sex I wanted to put my cock where my fingers had just been so that I could enter her rectum. I asked her if she would allow that if I did it very slowly and used plenty of lubrication. She nodded and I came, she swallowed the lot without any fuss. Life was going to be very tiring from now on. We showered and went downstairs for food and rest. Eva and Donna were making Brunch and told us that Alf was fast asleep in bed. Donna said that he fell asleep the moment he finished fucking her and she hadn't had the heart to wake him. It was Eve who told us that he had done all right. He'd had both of them twice and not just quickies either. Edith said she should feel jealous because he never manages more than three times with her and that didn't occur often anyway. She asked them if I'd ever done anything to their bottoms and Donna laughed and said that she'd be disappointed if I didn't. She looked at me in a questioning way so I said that I'd only used my finger. Donna then told Edith that if she'd felt happy with that then she'd enjoy the real thing. After we'd eaten, Edith asked if we'd mind if she also went for a little nap. Of course we didn't mind and off she went to find her husband. We discussed the events of the past couple of days and agreed that we'd enjoyed having our guests. They were good company without the sex, but we all agreed that Edith's sex drive was a real bonus and we should discuss the situation with them this evening. During that evenings discussion Alf said that he'd also given the matter some thought and had come up with a plan we may like. He said that as they lived on their boat full time they could come and visit us twice a year and we could visit them on their boat twice a year. It would suit them best if they came to us during the winter parts of the year and we'd enjoy the summer weather on the boat much better than the cold damp periods. He was correct and we went for that. We exchanged mobile numbers and then went out for a meal. On our return, Alf asked if we'd be upset if we didn't have sex because they were worn out and needed to get some proper sleep before they set off tomorrow to meet up with Frank and Mary next week. No problem there but I did get my hands to Edith's soft buttocks to let her know what awaited her on our next meeting. The End |
Chapter 8: The Plumber cums About twenty minutes to three, Margaret called me to ensure her love receptacle was clean and fresh ready for the plumber. It wasn't - it hadn't been for most of this week as she couldn't stop gushing, not that I minded the clean-up duties! [In case you've starting reading this chapter, I would recommend starting with Chapter 1 and working onwards from there. If your reading this with your good (or even naughty!) wife, how about this for a suggestion: print out the posting, highlight Margaret's direct speech and then read it aloud with her filling in Margaret's speech - it may just get her to voice out loud things which you both might like to hear ! ! !] Anyway, to continue . . . Just after three, the plumber comes bowling into the unit and turns straight into the bedroom where I am fighting a losing battle in consuming all of Margaret's copious flow. "Don't mind me," he says turning into the en-suite bathroom "let me just service this shower and then I will see what else needs servicing". Stripping off both himself and the shower, he called out "Rita says she's got a right one in this week - seemed so demure when she arrived on Saturday". Dragging myself away from my duties, I replied "It's a wonder what a few days of fresh air can do for you!". Working away inside the shower unit in the nude, his seemingly large but as yet only semi-erect dick swinging in the breeze, he continued the conversation. "Rita is a right one to comment" he continued "but she tells me there is a right nymphomaniac in. Apparently, she's making this week a week of firsts to crown all: - first an acknowledgement of black desires to hubby, first public display, first actual orgasm at her own hands - with an audience to boot and then to crown it all a first night in the arms of a black lover: all with the blessing and encouragement of her long term husband or should I say cucky. I might be starting to get worried if I was him". "Not at all" I replied "I know that she loves me and besides I'm getting just as much pleasure as she is" and adding "Her juices have just started flowing very fast again, so please don't be long". "That's the shower fixed," he soon called out "let's see about fixing your wife". Striding out from the shower room. he lunged for the bed only just giving me time to get out of the way. As he crossed the room, I did have time to notice that his cock was now at full mast: not much longer than mine but much, much thicker. He reached out with his large calloused hand to check Margaret's pussy to ensure it was wet enough - he need not have bothered as it was still pouring, despite my earlier clean-up efforts. "Ready to go" he snapped as he climbed aboard my wife crudely shoving his fat love stick straight into M. She winced at first, but her expressions soon turned to those of pure joy as he took his pleasure: that was what it was - he had made no attempts to engage M. just jumped on her for his own satisfaction. But she loved it and soon came to her first plumber's orgasm. As soon as he has shot his load, he dismounted, quickly grabbed his clothes from the shower room, dressed and was off. I don't know what was on his work list to be serviced next, but he sure was in a hurry! I jolted back to reality as M. called out "Get over here, the lovely man has just delivered your cream tea so come & enjoy it - what a delivery!" Returning to my pleasurable duties, I thought to myself - what else can this week bring, but I was not going to have to wait long . . . ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Chapter 9: The Old Man cums back As I was busy cleaning up the mess from the plumber, or as Margaret put it, eating my cream tea, there was a knock at the door. "Ha, ha" I thought to myself "I'm getting this one, not you Rita!". The door opened and in walked, not Rita, but the old man from earlier: the one who had witnessed and enjoyed M.'s first DIY orgasm. Seeing that we were occupied, he simply wandered into the bedroom and made himself comfortable in the armchair at the end of the bed. "Carry on," he said "I'm quite happy to sit & watch first - I love to see a gal enjoying herself". Addressing me, he enquired "How many loads have you enjoyed this week?" "I've lost count" I replied "but I do know that I've now had three different flavours so far, if you know what I mean". "Well I'm here" he continued "to offer you both yet another flavour". Even from where I was, entrenched down between M.'s lovely legs, I could see her smiling and nodding. As he began to get undressed, M. enquired his age to which he replied "Not quite as old as you, dear, but I haven't left it this late to be honest so I have years of practice as my dear old wife would have confirmed if I had not lost her last year". We both offered him our condolences and, while I finished my duties, encouraged him to tell us his life story. Apparently, he had shared his wife from before their wedding with some of his pals who also shared theirs - a small group of them sharing their swinging heaven! Most of the wives had now passed on and he sadly told us that he had not been lucky since well before his wife's death. After seeing Margaret's self-induced orgasm recently, it had reactivated his desires and he had wanted to go home and indulge in some DIY of his own but had decided to hold on and offer it to the good, or rather naughty, lady here. "Us pensioners must stick together" she said, pushing me off the bed and turning to me said "Please Cucky, would you like to sit this one out - swap places with our new friend and take a front seat (again)". As I indeed did swap places with the Old Man, we both could see that her pussy lips were gaping open and her juices flowing freely. After all, it had not been long since the plumber had made is delivery and I had been enjoying my cream tea! "Move over, son, and let the Old Man see what's on offer" he chirped whilst attempting to clamber onto the bed which was a lovely big king-size with a super thick mattress meaning I had to assist him scale the heights! After entering straight into M.s love haven, he soon was scaling another set of heights but with such contrast to M.'s last lover. He was attentive to her needs and ensured that she enjoyed multiple orgasms before flooding her with his pent-up supply of old man's juices. He didn't stop then, though, he carried on to give her some more pleasure and, ultimately, them both another mind blowing orgasm. "Can you get me a glass of water" he asked "while we come down from here". As I went to the kitchen to oblige, I could hear them talking but was unable to make out what they said. I brought the Old Man his drink, - that's the only way we knew him as we never asked him his name - we chatted a while and he then thanked us both & departed. As I returned from the kitchen after dumping the glasses, I noticed Margaret's eyes were damp and she appeared to have been sobbing. "Whatever is up, dear" I said. She replied to explain how much she had enjoyed the last two encounters, but they had not lived up to the experiences with John, our coloured friend. "Why the tears" I persisted so she explained that she thought she would never enjoy those feelings again. I said that I appreciated that the first time for anything will always remain special, but why did she think that she would not enjoy them again. “Not with John,” she tearfully replied “as he has made demands which I cannot make”. “Let’s at least talk about them”, then I added. |
A Malibu suburb, 7:15pm. A meeting of the members of the Zulu Society was in order. The Zulu society was a private club for Black men (and some women) in the area. The base of operations was an expensive piece of real estate overlooking the Hills. Their interests were to use sexual perversion to further the Black race. Their leader, who went by the false name Mbutu had an order of affairs to take. Tonight’s meeting was regarding the means of furthering the Black population in the area. Their “campaign” had been successful so far, via engaging Black and Latina women in sexual encounters. Some encounters had been as simple as one-on-one sex after a date. Other encounters, however, were much more sordid. Alpha Black males bringing their Black and Latina female counterparts to their headquarters in large amounts, engaging in long, hard and sweaty orgies; thick and long black cock, pumping in brown, juicy pussies, always bareback, for the sole purpose of breeding their sisters-in-arms, planting their seeds in their wombs for them to birth future Zulu men to continue the traditions of the society. The women at the orgies had no complaints; you could hear their moans and screams as they came all over their breeders’ cocks over and over, their sweaty bodies shaking and convulsing from their orgasms. The sight of the heavy and horny breeding would be too much for one man to bear. As far as impregnating their own people, they had been successful. However, their intention wasn’t simply to breed. They wanted to send a message that they were no longer an unspoken minority in the area, and that they were a force to be taken seriously. A young recruit by the name of Hakeem had spoken up. “Perhaps it’s time we took our breeding to the white population of Malibu.” The members murmured and nodded in approval. Apparently, many of the members had seen the white women in the area, swimming in their private pools in bikinis that were barely there, jogging in skin tight shorts and sports bras that enhanced their toned figure. If there wasn’t a member that had already fucked at least one of them, they surely wouldn’t mind doing so. Mbutu responded to Hakeem’s suggestion. “Well-thought, young brother. However, we must consider the impact of this move. It is too easy to seduce a 20-something-year-old white woman to breed her. The younger women of this area are easy to sway, and it wouldn’t make much of a statement to see them lust for a strong Black man such as any of us in this room.” Kwame, a member of seniority, and a well-reputed member in the group raised an eyebrow, for what could be a better target for a Black man than a young white woman? “Brother Mbutu, what are you suggesting, if not to breed the young and fertile white women in the area? It’s common sense!” Mbutu replied, “But most of these women aren’t in positions of power in the community. The older generations of white women, on the other hand, are in a much greater position. Wives of politicians and big business owners; if they were impregnated with our Black seed, their husbands would have no choice but to submit to us, or fear ‘humiliation’ of their wives becoming exposed as our potential slaves.” At first, there was reluctance. However, slowly the members realized that this was a golden opportunity. Most of the older women in Malibu were over 50, rendered infertile by factors outside their control. Their days of child birthing were long behind them. If they could successfully breed these women, their husbands would have no choice but to give into the demands of the Zulu Society, and to Black men in general in the area! On top of that, these were women who have reached their sexual peak. Their orgasms would be mind-blowing if fucked correctly by a Black man! The members unanimously agreed to carry out the objective. Mbutu had done his research early for the evening. At 8:00pm, eight of the housewives would be in the midst of a book club discussion. They wouldn’t be so willing to give into the taboo, and the only thing that would trigger the needed chemical reaction to make them ovulate would be endorphins created by fear and extreme stimulus. It was decided: these housewives would have to be forced to breed, rather than them doing it willingly. Eight volunteers joined Mbutu, and they left the compound. It was 8:00 pm on the dot. As Mbutu predicted, the women were discussing an erotic novel they had read. Eight women, ranging in ages from 52 to 60, gabbing on about the plot twists and the love scenes in the novel. Outside the kitchen entrance, one of the volunteers cut the power to the house, the darkness enabling them to break in without being identified. The wives assumed it was a power outage, and one of them approached the kitchen to check out the entrance. As soon as she opened the sliding door, Mbutu and the other seven black men barged in, grabbing the wife and forcing their way into the living room. The women screamed in terror as their aggressors rammed their way in, each one of the Black men grabbing a wife, pawing their tits and ass through their dresses, blouses and pants. Their screams fell on deaf ears, as their husbands were away on business, while their children were out as well. Pushing aside the couches in the midst of the struggling, the Black captors forced the wives on the floor, ripping their clothes off, and then ripping their bras and panties off. As they forcibly undressed their captives, they shoved their large black fingers in their tight wet pussies, making them cry out in shock as they tried to fight back. None of these old wives could believe that these muscular Black men were raping them in their own house! They whimpered and cried as they forced them to cum on their fingers as their tits were getting squeezed and sucked. The Zulu men were only half done with them. Pulling them by their hair, they forced them to get next to each other, doggystyle on their hands and knees. The eight black men mounted their respective white wives, taking their big black cocks and pushing it to their dripping pussy lips. Almost at once, they rammed their cocks inside in one thrust, making the wives scream out in pain from being stretched so far. They started pumping their pussies hard and deep, making them cum hard, juices dripping down their thighs on to the floor from the massive rape/breeding. Crying and screaming turned into grunts and moans, as the wives became lust-driven slaves to their Black masters, pushing back on their cocks hard as their pussies were force fucked harder and harder. Sweat built up on the old wives’ slightly wrinkled bodies, their libido cranked up from the feel of Black cock ripping their pussies open. One after another, the wives began to scream and cum on their Black masters, slicking their Black cocks with loads of pussy juice. The Black men fucked harder, their cocks swelling up inside those mature white pussies, until they unleashed their loads inside, shooting deep, filling them up with Black man’s cum. They pulled their cum-soaked cocks out and forced the wives to suck them clean. The wives greedily took those Black cocks in their mouths, sucking greedily, getting them rock hard again. The Zulu men then rammed their cocks back in those gaped and wet pussies for a second round of hard fucking. Again, the old wives screamed and came on their masters after a long and fucking, and again, the Black masters came inside their pussies, making the semen drip from their lips onto the floor and down their thighs. After the massive rape/breeding, the eight Black men of the Zulu left the house, the old wives covered in sweat, cum dripping from between their legs. Mbutu’s plan was a success! The next few days were turbulent for the wives. They had found out that their post-menopausal bodies had conceived, and all eight of them were pregnant! The husbands were infuriated to find out that their wives were impregnated by other men! Stage one was complete, now stage two was about to begin: the ultimatum. The husband of the wife that Mbutu raped and impregnated turned out to be Evan Stockholm, who was not only a wealthy businessman, but the head of community relations in Malibu! Mbutu, Kwame, and Hakeem decided to let their presence be known and make the rich husbands well-aware of the situation. A private meeting was called at the Stockholm house between the pregnant wives, their respective husbands, and the three Zulu Society members. The Zulu men were dressed in African robes, concealing their nude glory. Before Mr. Stockholm could even open his mouth, Mbutu silenced him in order to speak. “Yes, we are the ones who broke into this house and raped and impregnated your wives. But as of now, we are also the ones that your wives secretly lust. When you wine and dine them, they think of us plowing deep inside their womanhood. They’re pregnant because we did something you haven’t been able to do in years, if you could at all: we aroused them” Almost completely on cue, the three Zulu men disrobed in front of the eight couples, their naked muscular bodies and flaccid, yet still big cocks hanging in view. Mrs. Stockholm and the other wives became flustered and horny at the sight of their nude bodies. The husbands’ jaws dropped noticing the wetness between their wives’ legs from the mere sight of these ebony bulls. Mbutu continued his point. “We want equal fairness in this community. You are powerful men, and we wish to have that power too. We also demand continued control of your wives.” Mr. Stockholm flew in a controlled rage. “This is preposterous! You expect us to share our wealth because you fucked our wives? WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?” Mbutu only smiled and replied, “If you do not comply with us, we will send this video to every media outlet in the local area.” Hakeem clicked a remote in his hand on cue. The flat screen TV showed video footage of the massive forced breeding that had taken place that night. One of the Zulu members had volunteered to tape the footage while the other eight fucked and bred the wives in the view of the hidden camera. The sounds of the women’s screams, grunts, growls, and panting could be heard all throughout the house. Kwame took note that Stockholm’s daughter, 19 year old Katherine, was watching this whole meeting from the top of the stairs, including the stripping down of the three Black men, and the footage of her mother and her friends being raped and bred in that very house. To Kwame’s delight, she fingered her pussy through her silk panties at the sight of it all, her parents unaware of their daughter’s arousal. “Mr. Stockholm, once this footage reaches media outlets, it is only a matter of time before it circulates through the internet, and your family name will be dragged through the mud,” Mbutu continued. “So, what will it be, Mr. Stockholm?” The video was the bullseye that the Zulu Society needed. Mr. Stockholm broke down in tears, kneeling on the floor. “You win. You have the control that you seek. All of us will cooperate.” As the months went by, the word of the Zulu’s successful breeding of the eight mature wives spread throughout the west coast, and local housewives were sneaking into Malibu to give themselves to these large cocked Black men to be bred. All of it was videotaped for the Society’s personal enjoyment and for encouragement to future breeders. The eight wives continued to be bred and used for the Society’s amusement and desire. Mrs. Stockholm even went as far as allowing her daughter, Katherine, to follow her lust and breed with Kwame. Mrs. Stockholm took joy in watching her young daughter get fucked by Black cock, rubbing her pussy, holding her five-month-old belly as her daughter was getting rough fucked by a Black breeder. “You love that Black cock fucking your pussy, Katy?” Mrs. Stockholm growled as she rubbed her pussy to the point of dripping all over. Katherine cried tears of joy as she whimpered and whined from Kwame’s Black cock opening up her pussy hard and deep. “I love it, mom! He’s tearing me open, I can’t take it all!” “Take it all, baby”, Kwame growled in her ear. “Take every drop of my cum in that pussy!” He fucked harder and harder in her, until he came inside of her tight pussy, making her collapse, screaming and panting from her own orgasm. Nine months passed, and the financial prosperity of the Zulu society had been evident, as funding had increased their base of operations. They celebrated by watching the eight mature wives give birth to the black babies they had carried for their full gestations. The night of their birth, the wives were taken to the Zulu headquarters, the Black and Latino midwives stripped down to their bare tits and ass, in accordance to Zulu law. As soon as the eight mature wives began to have contractions, the midwifes ripped off the white women’s clothes, bearing their swollen, lactating tits and their round, pregnant bellies, much to the delight of the Zulu breeders. Having been seated, the midwifes commenced helping the white wives give birth to the eight black babies. As the wives pushed and pushed, trying to push their mixed babies out, sweat dripped from their heads to their toes, grunting from the strain of pushing their black offspring out. The Zulu men were stripped down as well, hard cocks in view and being tended to by the mature wives’ daughters, including Mrs. Stockholm’s daughter, Katherine, who was now 4 month’s pregnant with Kwame’s baby. Katherine sucked Kwame’s Black cock hard and deep, watching her mother strain to give birth as she fellated her Black breeder. The sight of the older women straining to give birth aroused both the breeders and the daughters, sucking those Black cock harder as their mothers screamed and strained to push out those babies, sweat slicking their bodies as they pushed harder and harder, their swollen tits dripping breast milk with every push, trying harder and harder to push those large black babies out of their 50-year-old pussies. With one unanimous scream, the wives birthed their Black offspring, just as the breeders screamed and shot their loads in the mouths of their horny daughters. In the echo of their screams and cumming, a new generation of Zulu breeders were born. |
I guess I should start this off with a little bit about myself. My name is Jason Stone, I’m about 5’ 8”, fairly well tanned with dirty blond hair and an athletic, muscular build. You should probably also know about my older sister Sydney. She’s 16 and absolutely, drop dead gorgeous! She stopped growing at about 5’ 4”, she has the same dirty blond hair that I do, blue eyes that you could lose yourself in in... well, the blink of an eye! She has legs that go on forever and hips and an ass that scream for attention every time she’s around. And topping it all off is a pair of 34C cup breasts. My sister and I only being a year apart in age, were inevitably close in our relationship. We had our fights of course, but we always hurried to clear it all up and we’d be the best of friends again by the end of the day. We’d come to each other with all of our problems, we’d hang out together and just have an all around good time with each other! There was one day, however, that took all of that to the next level... It was getting close to Christmas break and we were both looking forward to the break from school with much enthusiasm. It had been a pretty hard semester academically and we could both use the down time to just get away from it all. But before we got to the break, we had a week and a half left of school. I had just gotten home from school and was upstairs in my room getting a jump on my homework so I could put it all behind me for the day. My sister and I usually get home at different times because she has cheerleading practice right after school. My parents both work till at least seven in the evening and don’t get home till around seven thirty. So I basically had full run of the house for about 2 hours every day which is something I always took advantage of. “There!” I said, tossing my pencil down on my desk. “Finally done.” I had just finished the last math problem of my last sheet of homework and was thrilled to see I still had forty-five minutes left before Sydney got home. Delighted, I grabbed my laptop and pulled up my favorite porn sites. As I flicked through all the images, I started to get more and more aroused. I won’t say that I’m the most well endowed man on the face of the planet, but my cock is pretty decent sized for my age coming in at about 7 inches long and 3 inches thick. As I kept looking at my screen, I gradually pulled my cock out and wrapped my fingers around it, starting to pump slowly. I was really beginning to enjoy myself and I started pumping faster and faster. My breath was getting real ragged as I kept beating my member closer and closer to the edge... “Hey Jason? I’m h-... oh shit!” exclaimed my sister. I looked up and sure enough, there was Sydney standing in my door way with her moth wide open and eyes wide in shock as she saw my large dick slowly deflating. We both stared at each other for what seemed like eternity. I wanted to melt into nothingness at the thought that I had just been busted by my sister. “Uhm... it started... snowing so they told everyone to go on home early...” Sydney explained. With that she quickly turned and ran away, face beet red. I listened and heard her footsteps going quickly to her room, then I heard her door shut. I was still laying there in complete shock at what had just happened. I was so embarrassed that I just stayed in my room for the rest of the afternoon till it was almost dinner time. Then I got up, made sure I had all my clothes on and headed out my room, down to the kitchen to fix myself some dinner. Sydney was in the living room watching some girly flick on TV and didn’t even look my way when I walked towards the kitchen. I fixed myself some dinner and ate it quietly at the dinner table. The rest of the evening was awkward to say the least. We both tried to avoid any sort of confrontation till finally it was time for bed. My parents had gotten home a couple of hours before and had pretty much just eaten a late dinner and went straight to bed. We could tell they were both tired from their work days. I quickly showered and got ready for bed and then promptly slipped into my covers and tried to sleep. ~~~~~~~~~~ It was about 11:00 P.M. when a noise woke me up. I sat up groggily and rubbed my eyes, then looked at the clock and realized what time it was. Then I heard it again! Faintly, at the very edge of my hearing... I could have sworn I heard a slight moan! My curiosity piqued, I climbed out of bed, eased my door open and peeked my head out into the hall way. This time I was sure that I heard low moaning coming from my sister’s room! I don’t know what made me step closer towards her door, but I just couldn’t seem to walk away... I HAD to see what was going on in there! I kept stepping closer to the door till finally I was there. I very gently turned the door knob and slightly pushed the door open, being extremely careful to not make the slightest noise. After what seemed like an eternity of sneaking across the hallway to my sister’s room, my eyes (and my cock for that matter) were greatly rewarded by the most astonishing sight I had ever seen! Sydney was laying on her bed without a stitch of clothing on! Her legs were spread open and I noticed her crotch was extremely wet. She had two fingers buried deep inside her while her other hand was rubbing her clit in slow, big circles. I watched as my sister pleasured herself, chest heaving, with her fingers. With every gasp or breath, her gorgeous breasts would rise and fall without the slightest droop! Her eyes were closed in concentration as she tried to push herself up and over the edge of climax. “Hmmmm Jason...” My heart froze. Did she really just say what I though she said?! My sister masturbating was hot enough! But now I knew that it was images of ME that she was masturbating to! She kept moaning my name and sliding her fingers in and out of her wet, juicy cunt faster and faster. I slowly pulled my cock out of my boxers and started jacking off right there in the hallway as I watched my sister intently. Her moans started to rise in pitch and urgency and I sensed that she was close to cumming. Then finally, she shoved three fingers up her pussy, pinched her clit and moaned out loudly “Oh god Jason fuck me... oh fuuuuucckkkkkk meeeeeeee!!!!!!” Then she shrieked so loud I thought she would wake our parents downstairs and collapsed down in a heap of heavy breathing as she rode out the last waves of what I was sure was a massive orgasm. I slowed down my pumping on my cock just before I started cumming, realizing that my sister could look up and see me at any point. I quietly shut her door and just as silently, moved across the hall into my room and closed my door. “Holy shit!” I thought as I quickly ripped my boxers off and layed down on my back on my bed as I quickly resumed beating my cock faster and faster. I thought of Sydney sprawled out on her bed masturbating to me... Then an image of me on top of her ran through my mind... “Oh god!” I said as cum started spewing forth from the tip of my dick. Spurt after spurt shot out of my prick and landed all over my stomach and chest. I had never cum so much in my life! I was still breathing hard after several seconds had passed. I wiped myself off with my boxers and discarded them in the dirty laundry hamper. I then crawled into bed, deciding to sleep in the nude tonight, and fell into a deep, restful sleep... Part two coming up! |
Rape in The Subway Station An attractive older business woman after a late night business meeting only wants to return to her expensive hotel room, it is almost midnight. She is tired from the grueling meeting, and do to her inattention has gotten on the wrong subway train late at night. Then realizing her mistake, and in a hurry while talking on her cell phone with a business associate, and still trying to tie up the loose ends of the meeting she realizes her need to use the ladies room at the next stop! But when she gets off of the train it is at a poorly lit deserted station, and do to being tired inters what she thinks is the ladies rest room, it is in a rundown area and do to vandals an graffiti has left these rooms indistinguishable from each other ! But has entered the mens rest room by mistake! There are several young black gang members in the rest room, one is using the urinal and the other washing his hands at the sink! She quickly tries to leave but is stopped by these two and are quickly joined by four others! They had been waiting for their black brothers as they watched her enter, and have jammed the door closed behind them so no one can inter! But at this time of night and the area of the city they are in there is little chance any one would come to her rescue, even if they did hear her screams! They have taken her purse lap top and cell phone! She had married her husband late in life, and do to her strong conviction for the success of a business woman in a mans world! She was gone a lot on business and does not realize her own sexual needs that have been repressed and pushed aside. Feelings she did not know even existed, that were now going to be awakened in spades, so to speak! She is screaming kicking and fighting at them not to hurt her, as her business suit jacket is pulled off and her white blouse is ripped open! Now with a black hand over her mouth and the threat of hurting her badly if she does not do what she is told, has with her chest heaving stopped her violent struggling for the most part, as they pull her into the urinal area! More black hands have continued to rip at her modest bra skirt and white panties leaving just remnants of her clothes, and her mostly naked! Once her pussy is bare a black hand starts slapping it and her pubic mound quite harshly! Then more black fingers have found her golden brown well trimmed pubic hair and pulled her mature full meaty cunt lips sadistically apart! She is a 50 yr old tall 5' 9” attractively shaped older woman with large breasts brown hair and a most attractive round ass, and even more appealing to these black gang members is the virgin like white skin of her mature breasts bottom, and pubic area! Still struggling but not nearly as hard now, as these six young black men are very strong and easily manhandle her leaving her mostly helpless to resist! With her top bare and her big soft beautiful breasts totally exposed one of the men from behind has started squeezing and twisting them as he hugs her naked body to him! Her hands are held helplessly out by others, to either side! The one behind grabs her chin and tries to kiss her, she is unable to twist away from his unpleasant forceful unwanted nasty kiss! This pulling and ripping of her clothes has left her totally naked with the exception of her thigh hi pull up black stockings and polished heels! Part of her ripped white panties is used to make an improvised gag that is duct taped tightly over her red lips and around her neck, to keep her from screaming! More black hands abuse the soft tender flesh of her naked breasts ! The black fingers pull on her nipples sadistically as still others have again found her wet pussy folds and her body subconsciously with no control from her at all starts to give up and no longer resist knowing the inevitable surrender is going to take place in only moments! For those watching it is erotic and perversely stimulating to see? This naked vibrant attractive woman as she, still struggling is turned around and bent over! This is followed by these black hands harshly groping her bare buttocks and is accompanied by numerous hard bare handed whacks on her bare bottom, and by more than one of these nasty black bastards! The groping and spanking has gone from this, to fingering her cunt slit and folds, as other black hands hold her ass cheeks wide apart allowing dreadful liberties as more long black fingers investigate her now almost dripping vaginal opening ! At the other end pants are unzipped and as others hold her hands tightly behind her back, and twist her so a big black cock can be forced down into her helpless throat! As if this is not bad enough other harsh black hands are squeezing her hanging down breasts and pulling sadistically at her big nipples! Finally another has stuck his thumb in her tight little asshole and holding her bottom up! Then first probes her with the head of his hard dick into her wet dripping pussy folds! Was it a pleasurable sigh, a moan or a submissive groan that is barely heard from deep in her throat, one that is being massaged by one, and the first of many black hard dicks! Then with black hands on her hips holding her, a helpless gagging groan is also heard as the big black dick in her pussy is shoved in hard all the way, and up to the hilt! Followed by some brutally hard and very nasty fucking! Harsh helpless face fucking is occurring as her head, that is held tightly to a big hard cock at one end and an even harder home wrecking black cock is pounding her hardly used mature pink pussy,... deeper and deeper at the other! Her bare unencumbered tits are flying around wildly as her ass cheeks are smacked an slapped hard again and again as others wait their turn, that adds to her abusive heartless rape! Squeals of painful abuse and vulgar noise's emit from her as she is forced to comply by voraciously sucking on the first of six big hard black home wrecking cocks! The first two unload, and they are quickly replaced by two others that have been patiently waiting their turn loping their meat at the ready, and the whole sorted affair starts all over again! For this older woman it is a sea of hard black wagging cocks, and spurting cum! She was swung around first one way so others could use her mouth and ass! Another big cock banged away at her pussy as more gluck, gluck noise's of a less than lady like submissive cock sucker could be heard escaping from her forced open lips! She seemed to have gotten past resisting as her body was now in charge and starting to respond from pent lust! Her hands were now out to either side and were forced to clutch big black dicks as they helped her to jack and stimulate them ever harder! The only time she seemed to resist or be concerned was when one of these nasty men would hold her head down helplessly in a deep throat gagging pinching her nose closed until she would try with all her might to pull away unable to breathe, or when she was really slammed hard from behind! OMG! Was it ever as sadistic brutal thing to watch! Unknown to them a camera had been installed by some gay pervert to video men at the urinals and was recording the entire brutal event! One that the police would later use in trying to identify her assailants! Gasping and moaning now a bit more pleasurably she was passed to what seemed like another even larger black cock! One had gathered up her hair into a quasi pony tail followed by the biggest of all men had taken his place behind her and thrusted this swollen thing, one that could easily match a donkey's dick! This had brought the pleasurable moans to a quick end as they were replaced by scream after scream as this thing and searing pain was almost ripping her apart! More hands squeezed her hanging exposed breasts as her hands were again held helplessly behind her back! The one behind her with his big donkey dick now all the way in increased his brutal rapid humping of her helpless bare bottom! The sight was perverse harsh and sadistic as the rape continued! Her soft white buttocks would bell out vulgarly and her naked breasts were gyrating around wildly in an unrelenting abusive sexed up pace! She was finally forced down on her knees and her wrists were helplessly duct taped tightly behind her back,..... and again came the brutal face fucking with her totally helpless to resist! Her nose was forced all the way up, and tightly against his kinky haired pubic bone! For Karen she thought her tortured burning lungs would collapse from lack of air, as she was roughly held firm and then pulled off giving her barely little relief! With her mouth held open another black cock was jacked off into her helpless mouth and the big cock head was then flicked out from in her mouth to the corner of her lips, spraying ejaculating cum all over her face and naked body! Then it was pushed into one side of her cheek bulging it out! Harsh unyielding hands were holding her head tight allowing her no way to move or alter her positing thus leaving her even more helpless than ever! These hands then descended to her throat trying along with the large cock in it to seal off her ability totally to breathe as her nose was again held tightly closed in some sort of sadistic breath play ? Her tear filled eyes were getting bigger and bigger and her lungs were starting to burn and she started to pass out with the world going grey, and was enveloped in helpless euphoric bliss unable to do anything, as she experienced an incredible mind blowing oxygen starved orgasm! Just before and what she thought would be her last breath she was pulled free for the moment! This cock was only replaced by another that was intent to finish what the one before had started! It seemed like the face fucking would never end as soon as one abused and squirted its cum , another would quickly follow! Back and forth they went as none seemed to ever be satisfied as she was passed from one black brother to another! Some of the men were entirely naked and others only had their pants down, but all six of them took more than one turn on her naked submissive female form with her on her knees , and hands duct taped tightly behind her back these vile men were using her pretty face as a well used succulent sucking pussy to pleasure them! More and more nasty face fucking occurred as one of the gang has slipped under her and has impaled her on his big black dick, then was screaming at her to ride it! For her it was a rape scene that no woman could ever imagine, in their wildest dreams! But imagination had little to do with it as this was stark reality?...Then with a threat to cut her tits off, and as a switch she was presented with several sets of big cum filled kinky haired black balls to suck on! Not wanting to do such a nasty revolting thing she did the best she could to twist away, but helplessly forced to finally swallow and suck on each of the big hairy balls, with the big cock head hitting all over her face! Finally she was lifted up and fuck walked over to one of the urinals with her wrists still duct taped behind her back with the silver 3-M duct tape, then bent over with her head in between the porcelain to where she could see and smell the stench of rusty yellow brown dried piss that was all around the edges of the dirty putrid urinal! The smell to Karen was nauseating, but also strangely sexually intoxicating, and with her head against it someone flushed the urinal! This had left her beautiful brown expensively styled hair, head and face wet as she stood bent over shivering with her toes pointed in, and a big black cock deep in her pussy! This had forced her head firmly against the water that continued to dribbling down after the urinal had been flushed totally humiliating her as she was hard fucked from behind! One big black male had pulled her by the hair back against him and thrusted his big cock all the way up and into her! The result had lifted her up and away from the urinal to where her toes even in hi heels were just barely touching the dirty tile floor! Part of her ripped business suit dress was used to dry her hair and face! This was an incredible sight even to his gang banging brothers as she was held up off the floor by only his hard meat and her long brown hair! Now forced down on her knees again, she was only confronted by another big black and very hard cock to suck! OMG! She thought how many more, the six men that had taken turns now seemed to be well over a dozen, or were there a dozen her mind and abused body had lost count some time ago? For a moment part of her ripped clothes were used as a blind fold that was tightly tied around her head leaving her unable to see,! Oh? What were they going to do next? More glucking face fucking deep throat abuse was to follow unseen! Again one big cock after another as they took turns forcing each one deep into her throat right up to their hairy balls! In between she started to plead then beg OMG! No more please no more, I cant, please don't make me, all this had done was to incite them to be ever more harsh and brutal! With her wrists still taped tightly behind her back she was held down tightly against the cold and dirty tile floor! One had her head between his knees and had arched it up by the neck and had easily placed it deep in her abused throat leaving her nowhere to go and him unyielding! With her bare bottom firmly against the tile floor her legs still with the thigh hi pull up stockings and polished heels were now held wide apart as the gang member with the biggest donkey dick was going to really work her over good! There was no way she could move and the only thing between her cunt and unyielding tile floor was the softness of her white fleshed bottom! This was rape and at its most sadistic and brutal height no respite was given as she gagged and choked helplessly with her upside down view of his black hairy legs balls and butt crack and his cock deep in her throat could only choke and groan as the first of six young black men ones with big cocks and incredible stamina pounded her pussy with her bottom firmly against the hard floor! At the very last she was placed on her knees with her back against one of the urinals and her wrists ducted taped tightly together, then tied up above her head to the pipes and with her toes in the drain at the bottom of this urinal ropes had run around her knees and then pulled them wide apart that had left her gaping well used cunt vulgarly wide open and dripping an enormous amount of cum! As a parting shot they had all taken turns jacking off and as one held Karen's mouth open, and each had tried to fill it full of cum! After the last had squirted off they had duct taped her mouth shut making it impossible for her to spit any of the nasty gooey cum out! This had forced her to actually swallow all of it in order to regain any relief! The very last thing they did to her was put duct tape over her eyes and had taken all of her clothes purse and cell phone, this was about 4:00 am in the morning and with the restroom door still jammed shut had hung a made up out of service sign that had taken until noon the next day for someone to finally investigate and find her! A rescue ambulance and paramedics took her to the emergency room it was obvious she had been brutally raped and they had taken so many samples of semen that were mixed together that made it difficult to get a good DNA reading! It was an incredible sight of her being brutally raped by these young black gang members and how bruised and beaten her body especially her breasts ass and her pussy that was now destroyed and would take several months to heal and return to its original size plus she was continuing to burp and cough up cum for weeks after the rape! This vivid and in color video was one that I would get to see over and over as the police in a perverse sort of way wanted me to watch it thinking I could some how come up with why and how it had happened? We of course lived in Ohio and my wife was in NYC on business at the time, but we had both been invited to the station near where it had happened during the investigation and I had went also to support my wife through this terrible ordeal as she was having a hard time dealing with it! They say lightning does not strike twice in the same place but my wife I found out later had been raped before as a young women at a college campus fraternity party! And that this latest rape was only the start of several more that by chance would happened to her!...... If a reader has questions or comments about this story or any of my other stories please feel free to send me a detailed message as I welcome your thoughts? H & R |
To start off I should probably give a bit of an explanation. I am writing these stories as a way to get them out of my system. I have just started having an affair (just calling it what it is really) with my closest friend/mentor. I am in a relationship and he is married and what I had though may make it a little harder is that I know his wife and I like her an would also consider her a friend. I met my friend around about a year ago now he was introduced by a mutual friend, we got close quite quickly which I know some people found odd to begin with as he is 20 years older than me. He has become a large part of my life and is my closest and most trusted friend and a mentor in my life . Their had always been an attraction there but I didn't think either of us would ever act on it, we chat via text message every day and one day I noticed our messages seemed to be a little sexually charged, not out and out sexual just pushing the boundaries a little. We had arranged to go out for the day, which is not an unusual occurrence but for some reason this time it felt different, like we were making sure it would just be the two of us. So we met up and decided to go for a walk in a local wildlife park, while walking around our conversation started off normal but seemed to slowly drift back into that boundary pushing, sexually charged way it had been in the messages a few days before. The sexual tension was undeniable now. As I have said there is a large age gap between us but that doesn't matter, he is a very attractive older man, with a witty personality and a devilish smile. Of course the idea of a what if had flitted across my mind before but I had always laughed it off as a random thought but this day was different, the suspense was in the air and I had no idea why. We would have a completely normal chat then it would change and no matter how many times I tried to bring it back to the light hearted conversation it would always drift back and it wasn't just that he was doing it I noticed myself doing it too. Eventually we decided to sit for a while, that's when the conversation took a whole new level, we began to talk about tantric sex and soul sex, which is something I have wanted to try for a while but my current partner is not comfortable with. Then he said it, he told me that he had thought of us doing this together, I couldn't believe what I was hearing, my head began to spin and I could no longer speak. He asked me what I thought, I can't remember exactly now but I think I just nodded my head. I could tell he was a little worried as to how I had taken this, so I made sure to tell him it hadn't made me uncomfortable or upset. I know I kept going quiet for what seemed like forever but my brain just wouldn't engage, I agreed that I wanted to do this too, as I said before I wanted to try it and he is an attractive man who I trust completely. I had to make my brain engage as we hade to go over ground rules so to speak, just the basic we don't tell anyone, we don't hold it over each other and we are not starting a relationship but neither are we just fucking, it is a spiritual and enlightening experience. We spoke for a while and made our agreement. Then we moved to somewhere a little more private (as private as you can get outside) and again I froze I kept trying to shake myself back to normal I know that my brain was going so fast I can't even remember now what I was thinking. I know that I kept saying that I wasn't as uncomfortable as I seemed, which was true I wasn't I wanted to do this so I knew I just had to go with it and trust that I would relax. We did not have sex that day but we did experience each other in a way we never had before. He put his hands on my sides and began to stroke, I was still trying to relax so I just stood there avoiding looking him in the eye. When we kissed I felt the tension I was feeling begin to fade, I did struggle to find my rhythm at first but I got there. I could feel his hands running over my body through my top and I began to let my hands roam over his sides but still I didn't know how far to go, I didn't want to touch him or do anything that was too much and I was very conscious of this. He eventually moved my hand to his arse and I realised that I wasn't going to go too far, I squeezed and stroked his body as his hands moved over mine, finally resting on my chest, as he began to squeeze and stroke I was now feeling very relaxed. He spent some time just touching and rubbing then when he finally removed my bra and took one of my nipples into his mouth my head began to swim, partly with the sensation and partly with the thought that I had my friend sucking on my tits as i ran my hands through his hair.Then his hand began to work its way Into my waistband and I could feel his fingers running up and down my inner thighs and eventually inside my underwear. I moved my hand from stroking and scratching his body down to feel his hardening cock through his shorts, I then felt his finger find my clit and he gently stroked and rubbed as I squeezed his cock more firmly, again my head was swimming and both of our breaths had become more ragged, I felt like my legs were going to give way which I'm guessing he sensed as he had me lie down on his jacket. As I lay down I felt a little self conscious as he now had a pretty good view of my body, it quickly left when he went back to sucking and licking my nipples and his hand found its way back to my clit. I wanted to get his cock out but again I didn't want to go too far (which I know sounds crazy as he was currently stroking my clit) again he must have sensed this as he undone his shorts and I reached out for his cock. I started to run my hand up and down his shaft. He began to rub my clit faster and with more purpose now, I could feel myself getting close but would pull myself back as I was a little self conscious as I can be quite noisy. His breathing was ragged and he was letting out small noises which turned me on massively, each time he let out a noise it pushed me to the point of almost cumming. I held on as I worked my hand up and down his shaft, then he slipped his fingers inside me, I almost came instantly and had to really control myself, I have always loved that sensation but something about the way he was doing it was different to what I had experienced before and again my head was swimming, kissing and licking each other as we went, I do have one regret as while I was stroking his cock and he was bringing me ever closer to cumming I wanted to take his cock into my mouth but I didn't, I thought so much about just reaching out and licking the tip and sucking it throbbing into my throat but I again was worried about pushing things too far. So I kept stroking his cock as he worked his fingers in and out of me, at one point I felt like his hands were everywhere and I could no longer control it, I told him to stop as he was going to make me cum but he told me I should and that I was going to make him cum, as soon as he told me that it was all I could think about was making him cum, so I worked my hand on his cock faster and harder as I began to feel my pussy explode with an orgasm that rocked my body and made me arch my back. Then I heard it, I heard him say that he was cumming, I looked at his cock, even though all my eyes wanted to do was roll into the back of my head as I rode my own orgasm but I looked and watched the streams of hot cum spurting out of his cock, again I wanted to wrap my lips around it and lick and suck him clean, I just watched. It took me a minute to come back to my senses and begin to get dressed, I remember feeling a mix of emotions, satisfaction, nervous, worried that he would never speak to me again or that we wouldn't be friends any more, one thing I knew for sure was that our friendship would never be the same again. We dressed, kissed then left as if nothing had happened. |
Last summer I got an internship at a prestigious law firm in the city. I was really excited about the professional opportunity, but at the time I had no idea what else I was going to experience that summer. The firm was huge with hundreds of lawyers working there. There were a lot of other interns and each of us was assigned to one of the younger lawyers who would have more time to show us around. On my first day I walked in through the big glass doors wearing a fitted black pencil skirt that perfectly hugged my hips and butt and had a slit in the front that went just high enough to give a peak of my toned thighs. On top I wore a top that accentuated my small waist and showed just enough cleavage to still be considered professional. The outfit was finished off with a pair of black heels and my long brown hair flowing down past my shoulders. I was feeling confident as walking towards the elevator; ready to work hard and hopefully set myself up for a job after I graduated in the spring. That confidence quickly disappeared as I stepped into the elevator and my heal got stuck in the door divot. The door started closing and I became more frazzled as I tried to wiggle my foot loose. All of a sudden my foot slid out of the shoe and I fell forward, somehow maintaining my balance and not falling on my face. As I turned around I grab my shoe, I saw him. Kneeling before me was one of the sexiest men I had ever seen. He was wearing a nice black suit with a white shirt and light blue tie. He had dark chocolate colored skin and his black hair was nicely cut with fades on the sides. WIth my muscular arms he pulled the shoe straight up and as he looked up at me to hand it to me I realized that I knew this beautiful man. -"Trevor?!" "Amelia? What are you doing here? It's been forever! Wow… You look amazing!" Trevor and I had gone to the same college. He was a senior when I was a freshman and although we were pretty good friends at the time, we lost touch after he graduated. I always had the biggest crush on Trevor. He was sweet guy and was always able to make me laugh. It didn't hurt that he also looked like a mix of a model and an NFL player. - "Today's my first day. I have an internship here for the summer. What about you…what are you doing here?" - " I started working here about a year ago. Talk about a small world. How have you been? Are you still dating that guy?" That guy that he was talking about was my ex boyfriend Lamar. Lamar and I had started dating pretty soon after having started college and had recently broken up after dating for three years. "Umm actually no, we broke up a couple months ago actually. But other than that I've been good. What about you?" "Well right now I'm just trying to focus on working my way up the ladder here. I was dating someone that I met in law school but it didn't work out. " -"Oh I'm sorry to hear that.." -"Don't be, she wasn't the one for me. And besides.. what are the chances we would both end up working in the same place and both be single?" Then he smiled that smile that always made my knees go weak. The elevator doors opened and we stepped off onto the fourteenth floor and I was immediately greeted by Kimberly, the perky intern coordinator. Kimberly quickly swept me away and as we were pacing down the hallway I turned to catch a glimpse of Trevor only to catch him still standing there and staring at my ass. In that moment I knew that this was going to be a summer I would remember for the rest of my life. The first week of the internship was incredibly busy and flew by. I often ran into Trevor in the hallway but we hadn't gotten much of a chance to talk. Every morning there was a floor meeting where new cases were announced and any other important information. As the meeting finished up Kimberly asked me to stick around so we could talk. -"This is sort of unusual, but one of the lawyers recently lost their assisted due to maternity leave and specifically requested to have you fill in. It would mean leaving the internship, but you'd probably get more experience. What do you say?" I was confused about what was happening but it didn't seem like something I could say no to. Kimberly walked me down the hall. "Alright this is the office, and that's your desk. Mr. Jordan should be right in" Mr. Jordan… as in Trevor Jordan. Trevor had requested to have me work for him? "Amelia! Glad to see you agreed to my proposition" "Of course… but can I ask why you asked for me and not one of the experienced legal secretaries?" -"well first of all I am more than positive you can handle whatever I'm gonna throw at you and I'm happy to help train you. And second of all, I wanted to spend more time with you and with Debbie going on leave, this seemed like the perfect chance" I was flattered and thinking about working so closely with Trevor made me a little wet. "I have to warn you though, I am working on a pretty big case right now and there's still a lot of research that needs to be done. We're going to have to work a lot of hours, and there are going to be some late nights, possibly all nighters. Are you okay with that?" Although I know that he was being serious, Trevor had a playful smirk on his face. "That is fine by me! I am at your service Mr. Jordan" I said in a flirty tone. After that we sat down and he began to fill me in on the case. That next week we were deep into working on the case. It had been so great to reconnect with Trevor and he had already taught me more than I could have ever hoped for. Other than the flirty joking around, things between us had stayed pretty professional. However the sexual tension was palpable and I often caught him checking me out in the reflection. It was common many of the lawyers stayed late but typically most of them cleared out pretty early on Fridays to start their weekends. This particular Friday Trevor and I had to stay late to prepare for our big deposition on Monday. By 8 pm the office was pretty much empty other than the two of us. We ordered chinese food to help us get through the night. As we were eating, Trevor started to talk about the past. "You know… I always had a thing for you back in the day." "Really? I mean I know we flirted and stuff but I didn't know you actually liked me.." "Ya well you were with Lamar and you seemed happy. I knew that I was going to be leaving after that year so I didn't want to mess things up for you. Part of me always regretted not telling you how I felt though." "I'm glad you told me. And it's sweet that you wanted me to be happy. I was happy, but I was also really attracted to you and loved hanging out. It always felt so easy and comfortable." "Yeah I know what you mean.. I've never felt that chill around a girl like I did with you. Haha even after I left school I still had some pretty dirty dreams about you." "Oh yeah? Tell me about them." "I could.. But I would rather show you." Trevor spun my chair towards him and pulled me up into his arms as he stood up. I looked up into his deep brown eyes. As he started slowly leaning down towards my mouth, he reached up and held my face with both of his hands and when his big lips softly touched mine for the first time I felt weak. Luckily, Trevor was holding me so close that even if I completely collapsed I wasn't going anywhere. The kiss got deeper and Trevor slid his tongue into my mouth. I went up on my tippy toes as my arms reacher up around his neck. Trevor's hands worked their way down my back until he was cupping my ass in his giant hands. As he picked me upI wrapped my legs around his waist and he leaned down so that I was sitting on the conference room table. We kept passionately kissing as he pulled my blouse up over my head, exposing my size 34 D boobs in a black bra made completely out of lace and I unbuttoned his shirt and ran my hands up over his amazing abs, toned pecs, and broad shoulders. I hopped off the table and he unzipped my skirt, leaving me wearing only the bra, a matching black lace thong, and my heels. "Wow… you look better than I ever imagined!" He spun me around and bent me forward over the table and began to spank me. He ran his hands all over my body, taking in every curve, and knelt down behind me. He pulled my panties to the side and spread my asscheeks. Trevor lifted one of my legs up onto the table and began licking my clit from under me. I began moaning as he worked his tongue in and out of my pussy. Then he did something that I had never experienced before. As he slid his finger inside me and played with my pussy, he began to like my ass. It felt so incredibly good and after only a few seconds I came and my pussy was dripping wet. I turned around, undid his pants, pulled them down and as I kneeled down I exposed his massive black dick that was rock hard, standing straight up on it's own. "OMG!" Trevor laughed at my reaction and said, "Don't worry baby girl, I'll go slow" At the moment I wasn't worried about anything other than making Trevor feel as good as he had just made me feel. I started licking his big balls and gently sucking on them. I could only fit one in my mouth at a time but they got nice and wet from me switching back and forth. I licked up all around his big shaft and swirled my tongue around the head. I slid the head into my mouth, sucking on it, letting the wetness run down the shaft and working it with my hand as more of it went into my mouth. His did was so hard I could feel it throbbing in my hand. This dick was so thick that it was stretching my mouth to the max. I worked it down my throat until I started to gag and then kept it there for a second to allow my throat to adjust. Trevor reached down and pulled my hair back and as I sped up slamming his dick down my throat he pulled my hair. He came so hard and so much that even after swallowing multiple times, some of his cum ran down my chin. He wiped it off using his finger and I pulled his hand towards me, sliding the finger into my mouth and sucking the cum off of it. I wanting him to know how much I wanted him. Me sucking on his finger made his dick start to get hard again. I stood up and he picked me up and placed me on the table again. This time is slid my thong down over my ass and up and over my legs and heels. He spread my legs and bent, licking my pussy and sucking on my clit. I wanted to feel him inside me so bad I thought I was going to explode if I had to wait any longer. "Trevor get inside me now!!!" He stood up and kissed my lips intensely. I could taste my juices on his tongue and it tasted very sweet. He lifted his 10 inch dick and started rubbing it against my clit. "oooooo" It felt so good. The outside of my pussy was so wet that he was able to slide his dick all over it. I wrapped my legs around his waisted and pulled him closer to me in attempt to get him inside me. He kept lifting and dropping his dick down on me with a thud. He slid the head into my pussy and I let out a squeal of pain. "Are you ok??" "yeah.. It's just so big. You're gonna tear me apart" "You're pussy is so tight! Babygirl I got plans for that pussy. I'll take it easy on you at first but by the end of tonight your pussy isn't gonna want any other dick than mine." I really hoped that he was right. He kept working his dick deeper inside me, letting me adjust, until he was balls deep inside me . He kept in inside me like that for a minute while he kissed my lips and pulled me close to him. Then he laid my back down on the table, slid his dick out, and then thrusted hard and deep into my soaking wet pussy making me scream at the top of my lungs out of pleasure and pain as my pussy walls convulsed around his dick. He kept fucking me deep, thrusting as far as my pussy would let him. He lifted me up off the table and supported me by holding my ass and slamming my pussy against him, his dick bottoming out in my pussy. "ahhhh! OMG! You fuck me soo good!!" As if my pussy wasn't wet enough, he put me legs up over his shoulder and pulled me so that I was sitting on his shoulders with my pussy in him face. He then proceeded to devour my pussy, fucking me with his tongue, first sliding it in and out of my pussy and then in and out of my ass. He put me back on the ground and i told him to lay down on his back so that I could ride him. I straddled his naked body on the floor and rubbed his dick all over the outside of my pussy. I used my mouth to lick off all of my pussy juices like a lollipop and then proceeded in sliding the tip into my vagina. I slowly bounced on it with just the head inside of me. "Damn that pussy is soo wet. I wanna make it squirt!" I dropped my ass down and his big black cock plunged all the way inside me. As I lifted up off of it I squeezed the muscles inside me so that they gripped tightly around his dick. "Damnnn! Amelia that pussy is better than I ever imagined! If you keep doing that gonna make me cum quick!!" I spun around on his dick so I was riding it reverse cowgirl. His dick was curved just slightly in a way that made it fit perfectly inside me. "Fuck Trev that feels so good! I want you to give it to me from behind" Trevor flipped me over so I was on all fours and thrust into my pussy. He pushed me down so that I was face down with my back arched and my ass up in the air. He was gripping onto my hips and using them to slam my ass back against him and he thrusted forward into me. I wanted to be able to see his face when he came so I turned over onto my back. He put my legs up over his shoulders and leaned down. I wrapped my arms around his neck and as he slid into my pussy i pulled him in for a kiss. Both of us were moaning through the kiss as he rhythmically pounded my pussy and played with my nipples. His deep thrusts were hitting all the right spots. "Right there Trev! You're gonna make me cum so hard!!" "Yeahh baby cum all over this dick" He started rubbing my clit with his thumb and after three more thrusts I came so hard that my whole body was twitching as my pussy walls tightened and griped his dick. "Fuck Amelia that feels too good, I can't hold back anymore!" Trev exploded inside me and I could feel his dick throb as he continued to shoot his load, filling my pussy up. He collapsed on top of me, both of us laying there breathless, his semi-hard dick still inside me. He lifted his head up and kissed me. He looked into my eyes and smiled as he said, "This was well worth the wait" I giggled and agreed. We got up off the floor and started to get dressed. As I went to put my thong back on he grabbed it and hid it in his jacket. "If you want those back you're gonna have to come with me back to my place and work for them." I looked at Trevor, his still-bare chest and abs glistening, his dick visibly growing in his pants, and kind eyes looking at me in such a loving way. "Well I did promise to be at your service Mr. Jordan. After all, you are the boss ;)" |
Chapter 8: The Plumber cums About twenty minutes to three, Margaret called me to ensure her love receptacle was clean and fresh ready for the plumber. It wasn't - it hadn't been for most of this week as she couldn't stop gushing, not that I minded the clean-up duties! [In case you've starting reading this chapter, I would recommend starting with Chapter 1 and working onwards from there. If your reading this with your good (or even naughty!) wife, how about this for a suggestion: print out the posting, highlight Margaret's direct speech and then read it aloud with her filling in Margaret's speech - it may just get her to voice out loud things which you both might like to hear ! ! !] Anyway, to continue . . . Just after three, the plumber comes bowling into the unit and turns straight into the bedroom where I am fighting a losing battle in consuming all of Margaret's copious flow. "Don't mind me," he says turning into the en-suite bathroom "let me just service this shower and then I will see what else needs servicing". Stripping off both himself and the shower, he called out "Rita says she's got a right one in this week - seemed so demure when she arrived on Saturday". Dragging myself away from my duties, I replied "It's a wonder what a few days of fresh air can do for you!". Working away inside the shower unit in the nude, his seemingly large but as yet only semi-erect dick swinging in the breeze, he continued the conversation. "Rita is a right one to comment" he continued "but she tells me there is a right nymphomaniac in. Apparently, she's making this week a week of firsts to crown all: - first an acknowledgement of black desires to hubby, first public display, first actual orgasm at her own hands - with an audience to boot and then to crown it all a first night in the arms of a black lover: all with the blessing and encouragement of her long term husband or should I say cucky. I might be starting to get worried if I was him". "Not at all" I replied "I know that she loves me and besides I'm getting just as much pleasure as she is" and adding "Her juices have just started flowing very fast again, so please don't be long". "That's the shower fixed," he soon called out "let's see about fixing your wife". Striding out from the shower room. he lunged for the bed only just giving me time to get out of the way. As he crossed the room, I did have time to notice that his cock was now at full mast: not much longer than mine but much, much thicker. He reached out with his large calloused hand to check Margaret's pussy to ensure it was wet enough - he need not have bothered as it was still pouring, despite my earlier clean-up efforts. "Ready to go" he snapped as he climbed aboard my wife crudely shoving his fat love stick straight into M. She winced at first, but her expressions soon turned to those of pure joy as he took his pleasure: that was what it was - he had made no attempts to engage M. just jumped on her for his own satisfaction. But she loved it and soon came to her first plumber's orgasm. As soon as he has shot his load, he dismounted, quickly grabbed his clothes from the shower room, dressed and was off. I don't know what was on his work list to be serviced next, but he sure was in a hurry! I jolted back to reality as M. called out "Get over here, the lovely man has just delivered your cream tea so come & enjoy it - what a delivery!" Returning to my pleasurable duties, I thought to myself - what else can this week bring, but I was not going to have to wait long . . . ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Chapter 9: The Old Man cums back As I was busy cleaning up the mess from the plumber, or as Margaret put it, eating my cream tea, there was a knock at the door. "Ha, ha" I thought to myself "I'm getting this one, not you Rita!". The door opened and in walked, not Rita, but the old man from earlier: the one who had witnessed and enjoyed M.'s first DIY orgasm. Seeing that we were occupied, he simply wandered into the bedroom and made himself comfortable in the armchair at the end of the bed. "Carry on," he said "I'm quite happy to sit & watch first - I love to see a gal enjoying herself". Addressing me, he enquired "How many loads have you enjoyed this week?" "I've lost count" I replied "but I do know that I've now had three different flavours so far, if you know what I mean". "Well I'm here" he continued "to offer you both yet another flavour". Even from where I was, entrenched down between M.'s lovely legs, I could see her smiling and nodding. As he began to get undressed, M. enquired his age to which he replied "Not quite as old as you, dear, but I haven't left it this late to be honest so I have years of practice as my dear old wife would have confirmed if I had not lost her last year". We both offered him our condolences and, while I finished my duties, encouraged him to tell us his life story. Apparently, he had shared his wife from before their wedding with some of his pals who also shared theirs - a small group of them sharing their swinging heaven! Most of the wives had now passed on and he sadly told us that he had not been lucky since well before his wife's death. After seeing Margaret's self-induced orgasm recently, it had reactivated his desires and he had wanted to go home and indulge in some DIY of his own but had decided to hold on and offer it to the good, or rather naughty, lady here. "Us pensioners must stick together" she said, pushing me off the bed and turning to me said "Please Cucky, would you like to sit this one out - swap places with our new friend and take a front seat (again)". As I indeed did swap places with the Old Man, we both could see that her pussy lips were gaping open and her juices flowing freely. After all, it had not been long since the plumber had made is delivery and I had been enjoying my cream tea! "Move over, son, and let the Old Man see what's on offer" he chirped whilst attempting to clamber onto the bed which was a lovely big king-size with a super thick mattress meaning I had to assist him scale the heights! After entering straight into M.s love haven, he soon was scaling another set of heights but with such contrast to M.'s last lover. He was attentive to her needs and ensured that she enjoyed multiple orgasms before flooding her with his pent-up supply of old man's juices. He didn't stop then, though, he carried on to give her some more pleasure and, ultimately, them both another mind blowing orgasm. "Can you get me a glass of water" he asked "while we come down from here". As I went to the kitchen to oblige, I could hear them talking but was unable to make out what they said. I brought the Old Man his drink, - that's the only way we knew him as we never asked him his name - we chatted a while and he then thanked us both & departed. As I returned from the kitchen after dumping the glasses, I noticed Margaret's eyes were damp and she appeared to have been sobbing. "Whatever is up, dear" I said. She replied to explain how much she had enjoyed the last two encounters, but they had not lived up to the experiences with John, our coloured friend. "Why the tears" I persisted so she explained that she thought she would never enjoy those feelings again. I said that I appreciated that the first time for anything will always remain special, but why did she think that she would not enjoy them again. “Not with John,” she tearfully replied “as he has made demands which I cannot make”. “Let’s at least talk about them”, then I added. |
This story is only a short one. It is about my girlfriend, my best friend actually. It was about three years ago near Christmas when this took place. To protect her identity I will give her another name and change the area she worked in. This actually happened to her at a bar she worked at for 2 years. The names are changed to protect the innocent. Terry was a good friend of mine. I believe her as we have been friends since childhood and I have been to the place where she worked a lot. She was 18 at the time. She worked in a crazy large bar and was a shooter girl or shooter bitch as some call it. The bar she worked in could hold 300 plus people and was wild. It was a country style bar. Things got especially rowdy there on Friday and Saturday nights. Her job was to dress pretty slutty and of course the sluttier you dress the better the tips, right? After all she was a shooter girl. She was little, cute and sexy. She stood about five foot four and weighed 110 pounds. She was thin and in great shape. She came home with tips regularly in the amount of three hundred dollars or more on a good night. It was a country bar she worked in. She would wear the tightest and smallest jean shorts you could ever imagine, a plaid tied up shirt that showed her mid drift, worn old brown cowboy boots and a cowboy hat. At the bar she wore two holsters that contained shots. She would walk around the bar and serve the drunken men and women. She gave extra freebie shots out to people she liked or looked hot. She told me several times how she would get groped, spanked and sprayed by booze. It was a wild mess. She was never scared and loved the attention. One evening in particular the bar was packed beyond capacity. The crowd was extremely large, overly drunk and boisterous. She said early on she knew the bar would go offside. The men there were grabbing and spanking her alot more than usual. She even had to slap a few guys as they tried to fondle her breasts. Like I say she did not mind the attention, but it depended who it was from. As it got near the end of the night you could not even move. The floor was packed like sardines. Terry was sprayed repeatedly by beer all night. It made her look like she had just stepped out of the shower fully clothed. She was soaked and looked hot. The crowd cheered every time someone got her. Everyone eventually was wet. She got stuck out near the dance floor area. Unable to move. She told some people she needed to get over to the bar for refills. She was suddenly picked up and surfed over to the bar. Once there, she was put down on it and carefully stretched out by many hands. Shots and drinks got poured on her stomach. Her shirt was pushed up higher to reveal more of her nice flat stomach. Men and women fought to lick and drink off of her. Other people kissed her and made out with her. She liked it. People in the large crowd undid her shorts and started feeling her up. Booze spilled down soaking her panties and shorts. Other drinks were deliberately poured on her tight little crotch. Her top was also stretched up by many hands exposing her breasts. Somehow persons unknown had unclasped and pulled off her little lacey bra. She was doused with booze and many tongues took turns licking and slurping it off her body. She said the attention made her cum. Terry was a bit of a slut so she did not fight having her clothes taken off gradually. Her body is still one of the hottest naked ones I have ever seen. She could be a model and any guy or girl who sees her naked would want to fuck it. Seriously. I even ate her out a few times after we got drunk. My tongue licked every inch of her tight curvy body. She was cute. She would moan and shake before she had an orgasm. When she came she would whimper softly. It was cute. She told me ebventually her shorts were pulled down to only be stopped by her boots. Her panties had alcohol poured all over them. They became a little translucent when wet. She was shaved so no bush showed through. Her top had been yanked above her tits also. An impromptu line had formed to have a turn doing something to her body. Many photos were taken of the event. She eventually was pulled off the bar and pushed to a corner. There she made out with a couple of girls and 5 guys. Two of them took turns fucking her. They got around her and fucked her against the wall. She told me the first guy was hung like a small horse and he fucked the shit out of her. She said it excited her to have sex in a large crowd where some people were watching you as you got it. She told me there were other sex shows going on in the bar that night. Some of the girls were probably so drunk they did not realize what was happening to them. Others loved it. A couple girls left missing various articles of clothing like shirts or shoes. When she left that night all she had were her shorts and beer soaked top. She told me she lost her panties, bra cowboy boots and hat from the adventure. She smelled like a brewery of beer and other hard liquor. She continued to work at the bar but this did not happen again. More security was hired after that. The stories were on the news about this. The bar was fined for overserving. |
Chapter 8: The Plumber cums About twenty minutes to three, Margaret called me to ensure her love receptacle was clean and fresh ready for the plumber. It wasn't - it hadn't been for most of this week as she couldn't stop gushing, not that I minded the clean-up duties! [In case you've starting reading this chapter, I would recommend starting with Chapter 1 and working onwards from there. If your reading this with your good (or even naughty!) wife, how about this for a suggestion: print out the posting, highlight Margaret's direct speech and then read it aloud with her filling in Margaret's speech - it may just get her to voice out loud things which you both might like to hear ! ! !] Anyway, to continue . . . Just after three, the plumber comes bowling into the unit and turns straight into the bedroom where I am fighting a losing battle in consuming all of Margaret's copious flow. "Don't mind me," he says turning into the en-suite bathroom "let me just service this shower and then I will see what else needs servicing". Stripping off both himself and the shower, he called out "Rita says she's got a right one in this week - seemed so demure when she arrived on Saturday". Dragging myself away from my duties, I replied "It's a wonder what a few days of fresh air can do for you!". Working away inside the shower unit in the nude, his seemingly large but as yet only semi-erect dick swinging in the breeze, he continued the conversation. "Rita is a right one to comment" he continued "but she tells me there is a right nymphomaniac in. Apparently, she's making this week a week of firsts to crown all: - first an acknowledgement of black desires to hubby, first public display, first actual orgasm at her own hands - with an audience to boot and then to crown it all a first night in the arms of a black lover: all with the blessing and encouragement of her long term husband or should I say cucky. I might be starting to get worried if I was him". "Not at all" I replied "I know that she loves me and besides I'm getting just as much pleasure as she is" and adding "Her juices have just started flowing very fast again, so please don't be long". "That's the shower fixed," he soon called out "let's see about fixing your wife". Striding out from the shower room. he lunged for the bed only just giving me time to get out of the way. As he crossed the room, I did have time to notice that his cock was now at full mast: not much longer than mine but much, much thicker. He reached out with his large calloused hand to check Margaret's pussy to ensure it was wet enough - he need not have bothered as it was still pouring, despite my earlier clean-up efforts. "Ready to go" he snapped as he climbed aboard my wife crudely shoving his fat love stick straight into M. She winced at first, but her expressions soon turned to those of pure joy as he took his pleasure: that was what it was - he had made no attempts to engage M. just jumped on her for his own satisfaction. But she loved it and soon came to her first plumber's orgasm. As soon as he has shot his load, he dismounted, quickly grabbed his clothes from the shower room, dressed and was off. I don't know what was on his work list to be serviced next, but he sure was in a hurry! I jolted back to reality as M. called out "Get over here, the lovely man has just delivered your cream tea so come & enjoy it - what a delivery!" Returning to my pleasurable duties, I thought to myself - what else can this week bring, but I was not going to have to wait long . . . ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Chapter 9: The Old Man cums back As I was busy cleaning up the mess from the plumber, or as Margaret put it, eating my cream tea, there was a knock at the door. "Ha, ha" I thought to myself "I'm getting this one, not you Rita!". The door opened and in walked, not Rita, but the old man from earlier: the one who had witnessed and enjoyed M.'s first DIY orgasm. Seeing that we were occupied, he simply wandered into the bedroom and made himself comfortable in the armchair at the end of the bed. "Carry on," he said "I'm quite happy to sit & watch first - I love to see a gal enjoying herself". Addressing me, he enquired "How many loads have you enjoyed this week?" "I've lost count" I replied "but I do know that I've now had three different flavours so far, if you know what I mean". "Well I'm here" he continued "to offer you both yet another flavour". Even from where I was, entrenched down between M.'s lovely legs, I could see her smiling and nodding. As he began to get undressed, M. enquired his age to which he replied "Not quite as old as you, dear, but I haven't left it this late to be honest so I have years of practice as my dear old wife would have confirmed if I had not lost her last year". We both offered him our condolences and, while I finished my duties, encouraged him to tell us his life story. Apparently, he had shared his wife from before their wedding with some of his pals who also shared theirs - a small group of them sharing their swinging heaven! Most of the wives had now passed on and he sadly told us that he had not been lucky since well before his wife's death. After seeing Margaret's self-induced orgasm recently, it had reactivated his desires and he had wanted to go home and indulge in some DIY of his own but had decided to hold on and offer it to the good, or rather naughty, lady here. "Us pensioners must stick together" she said, pushing me off the bed and turning to me said "Please Cucky, would you like to sit this one out - swap places with our new friend and take a front seat (again)". As I indeed did swap places with the Old Man, we both could see that her pussy lips were gaping open and her juices flowing freely. After all, it had not been long since the plumber had made is delivery and I had been enjoying my cream tea! "Move over, son, and let the Old Man see what's on offer" he chirped whilst attempting to clamber onto the bed which was a lovely big king-size with a super thick mattress meaning I had to assist him scale the heights! After entering straight into M.s love haven, he soon was scaling another set of heights but with such contrast to M.'s last lover. He was attentive to her needs and ensured that she enjoyed multiple orgasms before flooding her with his pent-up supply of old man's juices. He didn't stop then, though, he carried on to give her some more pleasure and, ultimately, them both another mind blowing orgasm. "Can you get me a glass of water" he asked "while we come down from here". As I went to the kitchen to oblige, I could hear them talking but was unable to make out what they said. I brought the Old Man his drink, - that's the only way we knew him as we never asked him his name - we chatted a while and he then thanked us both & departed. As I returned from the kitchen after dumping the glasses, I noticed Margaret's eyes were damp and she appeared to have been sobbing. "Whatever is up, dear" I said. She replied to explain how much she had enjoyed the last two encounters, but they had not lived up to the experiences with John, our coloured friend. "Why the tears" I persisted so she explained that she thought she would never enjoy those feelings again. I said that I appreciated that the first time for anything will always remain special, but why did she think that she would not enjoy them again. “Not with John,” she tearfully replied “as he has made demands which I cannot make”. “Let’s at least talk about them”, then I added. |
A Malibu suburb, 7:15pm. A meeting of the members of the Zulu Society was in order. The Zulu society was a private club for Black men (and some women) in the area. The base of operations was an expensive piece of real estate overlooking the Hills. Their interests were to use sexual perversion to further the Black race. Their leader, who went by the false name Mbutu had an order of affairs to take. Tonight’s meeting was regarding the means of furthering the Black population in the area. Their “campaign” had been successful so far, via engaging Black and Latina women in sexual encounters. Some encounters had been as simple as one-on-one sex after a date. Other encounters, however, were much more sordid. Alpha Black males bringing their Black and Latina female counterparts to their headquarters in large amounts, engaging in long, hard and sweaty orgies; thick and long black cock, pumping in brown, juicy pussies, always bareback, for the sole purpose of breeding their sisters-in-arms, planting their seeds in their wombs for them to birth future Zulu men to continue the traditions of the society. The women at the orgies had no complaints; you could hear their moans and screams as they came all over their breeders’ cocks over and over, their sweaty bodies shaking and convulsing from their orgasms. The sight of the heavy and horny breeding would be too much for one man to bear. As far as impregnating their own people, they had been successful. However, their intention wasn’t simply to breed. They wanted to send a message that they were no longer an unspoken minority in the area, and that they were a force to be taken seriously. A young recruit by the name of Hakeem had spoken up. “Perhaps it’s time we took our breeding to the white population of Malibu.” The members murmured and nodded in approval. Apparently, many of the members had seen the white women in the area, swimming in their private pools in bikinis that were barely there, jogging in skin tight shorts and sports bras that enhanced their toned figure. If there wasn’t a member that had already fucked at least one of them, they surely wouldn’t mind doing so. Mbutu responded to Hakeem’s suggestion. “Well-thought, young brother. However, we must consider the impact of this move. It is too easy to seduce a 20-something-year-old white woman to breed her. The younger women of this area are easy to sway, and it wouldn’t make much of a statement to see them lust for a strong Black man such as any of us in this room.” Kwame, a member of seniority, and a well-reputed member in the group raised an eyebrow, for what could be a better target for a Black man than a young white woman? “Brother Mbutu, what are you suggesting, if not to breed the young and fertile white women in the area? It’s common sense!” Mbutu replied, “But most of these women aren’t in positions of power in the community. The older generations of white women, on the other hand, are in a much greater position. Wives of politicians and big business owners; if they were impregnated with our Black seed, their husbands would have no choice but to submit to us, or fear ‘humiliation’ of their wives becoming exposed as our potential slaves.” At first, there was reluctance. However, slowly the members realized that this was a golden opportunity. Most of the older women in Malibu were over 50, rendered infertile by factors outside their control. Their days of child birthing were long behind them. If they could successfully breed these women, their husbands would have no choice but to give into the demands of the Zulu Society, and to Black men in general in the area! On top of that, these were women who have reached their sexual peak. Their orgasms would be mind-blowing if fucked correctly by a Black man! The members unanimously agreed to carry out the objective. Mbutu had done his research early for the evening. At 8:00pm, eight of the housewives would be in the midst of a book club discussion. They wouldn’t be so willing to give into the taboo, and the only thing that would trigger the needed chemical reaction to make them ovulate would be endorphins created by fear and extreme stimulus. It was decided: these housewives would have to be forced to breed, rather than them doing it willingly. Eight volunteers joined Mbutu, and they left the compound. It was 8:00 pm on the dot. As Mbutu predicted, the women were discussing an erotic novel they had read. Eight women, ranging in ages from 52 to 60, gabbing on about the plot twists and the love scenes in the novel. Outside the kitchen entrance, one of the volunteers cut the power to the house, the darkness enabling them to break in without being identified. The wives assumed it was a power outage, and one of them approached the kitchen to check out the entrance. As soon as she opened the sliding door, Mbutu and the other seven black men barged in, grabbing the wife and forcing their way into the living room. The women screamed in terror as their aggressors rammed their way in, each one of the Black men grabbing a wife, pawing their tits and ass through their dresses, blouses and pants. Their screams fell on deaf ears, as their husbands were away on business, while their children were out as well. Pushing aside the couches in the midst of the struggling, the Black captors forced the wives on the floor, ripping their clothes off, and then ripping their bras and panties off. As they forcibly undressed their captives, they shoved their large black fingers in their tight wet pussies, making them cry out in shock as they tried to fight back. None of these old wives could believe that these muscular Black men were raping them in their own house! They whimpered and cried as they forced them to cum on their fingers as their tits were getting squeezed and sucked. The Zulu men were only half done with them. Pulling them by their hair, they forced them to get next to each other, doggystyle on their hands and knees. The eight black men mounted their respective white wives, taking their big black cocks and pushing it to their dripping pussy lips. Almost at once, they rammed their cocks inside in one thrust, making the wives scream out in pain from being stretched so far. They started pumping their pussies hard and deep, making them cum hard, juices dripping down their thighs on to the floor from the massive rape/breeding. Crying and screaming turned into grunts and moans, as the wives became lust-driven slaves to their Black masters, pushing back on their cocks hard as their pussies were force fucked harder and harder. Sweat built up on the old wives’ slightly wrinkled bodies, their libido cranked up from the feel of Black cock ripping their pussies open. One after another, the wives began to scream and cum on their Black masters, slicking their Black cocks with loads of pussy juice. The Black men fucked harder, their cocks swelling up inside those mature white pussies, until they unleashed their loads inside, shooting deep, filling them up with Black man’s cum. They pulled their cum-soaked cocks out and forced the wives to suck them clean. The wives greedily took those Black cocks in their mouths, sucking greedily, getting them rock hard again. The Zulu men then rammed their cocks back in those gaped and wet pussies for a second round of hard fucking. Again, the old wives screamed and came on their masters after a long and fucking, and again, the Black masters came inside their pussies, making the semen drip from their lips onto the floor and down their thighs. After the massive rape/breeding, the eight Black men of the Zulu left the house, the old wives covered in sweat, cum dripping from between their legs. Mbutu’s plan was a success! The next few days were turbulent for the wives. They had found out that their post-menopausal bodies had conceived, and all eight of them were pregnant! The husbands were infuriated to find out that their wives were impregnated by other men! Stage one was complete, now stage two was about to begin: the ultimatum. The husband of the wife that Mbutu raped and impregnated turned out to be Evan Stockholm, who was not only a wealthy businessman, but the head of community relations in Malibu! Mbutu, Kwame, and Hakeem decided to let their presence be known and make the rich husbands well-aware of the situation. A private meeting was called at the Stockholm house between the pregnant wives, their respective husbands, and the three Zulu Society members. The Zulu men were dressed in African robes, concealing their nude glory. Before Mr. Stockholm could even open his mouth, Mbutu silenced him in order to speak. “Yes, we are the ones who broke into this house and raped and impregnated your wives. But as of now, we are also the ones that your wives secretly lust. When you wine and dine them, they think of us plowing deep inside their womanhood. They’re pregnant because we did something you haven’t been able to do in years, if you could at all: we aroused them” Almost completely on cue, the three Zulu men disrobed in front of the eight couples, their naked muscular bodies and flaccid, yet still big cocks hanging in view. Mrs. Stockholm and the other wives became flustered and horny at the sight of their nude bodies. The husbands’ jaws dropped noticing the wetness between their wives’ legs from the mere sight of these ebony bulls. Mbutu continued his point. “We want equal fairness in this community. You are powerful men, and we wish to have that power too. We also demand continued control of your wives.” Mr. Stockholm flew in a controlled rage. “This is preposterous! You expect us to share our wealth because you fucked our wives? WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?” Mbutu only smiled and replied, “If you do not comply with us, we will send this video to every media outlet in the local area.” Hakeem clicked a remote in his hand on cue. The flat screen TV showed video footage of the massive forced breeding that had taken place that night. One of the Zulu members had volunteered to tape the footage while the other eight fucked and bred the wives in the view of the hidden camera. The sounds of the women’s screams, grunts, growls, and panting could be heard all throughout the house. Kwame took note that Stockholm’s daughter, 19 year old Katherine, was watching this whole meeting from the top of the stairs, including the stripping down of the three Black men, and the footage of her mother and her friends being raped and bred in that very house. To Kwame’s delight, she fingered her pussy through her silk panties at the sight of it all, her parents unaware of their daughter’s arousal. “Mr. Stockholm, once this footage reaches media outlets, it is only a matter of time before it circulates through the internet, and your family name will be dragged through the mud,” Mbutu continued. “So, what will it be, Mr. Stockholm?” The video was the bullseye that the Zulu Society needed. Mr. Stockholm broke down in tears, kneeling on the floor. “You win. You have the control that you seek. All of us will cooperate.” As the months went by, the word of the Zulu’s successful breeding of the eight mature wives spread throughout the west coast, and local housewives were sneaking into Malibu to give themselves to these large cocked Black men to be bred. All of it was videotaped for the Society’s personal enjoyment and for encouragement to future breeders. The eight wives continued to be bred and used for the Society’s amusement and desire. Mrs. Stockholm even went as far as allowing her daughter, Katherine, to follow her lust and breed with Kwame. Mrs. Stockholm took joy in watching her young daughter get fucked by Black cock, rubbing her pussy, holding her five-month-old belly as her daughter was getting rough fucked by a Black breeder. “You love that Black cock fucking your pussy, Katy?” Mrs. Stockholm growled as she rubbed her pussy to the point of dripping all over. Katherine cried tears of joy as she whimpered and whined from Kwame’s Black cock opening up her pussy hard and deep. “I love it, mom! He’s tearing me open, I can’t take it all!” “Take it all, baby”, Kwame growled in her ear. “Take every drop of my cum in that pussy!” He fucked harder and harder in her, until he came inside of her tight pussy, making her collapse, screaming and panting from her own orgasm. Nine months passed, and the financial prosperity of the Zulu society had been evident, as funding had increased their base of operations. They celebrated by watching the eight mature wives give birth to the black babies they had carried for their full gestations. The night of their birth, the wives were taken to the Zulu headquarters, the Black and Latino midwives stripped down to their bare tits and ass, in accordance to Zulu law. As soon as the eight mature wives began to have contractions, the midwifes ripped off the white women’s clothes, bearing their swollen, lactating tits and their round, pregnant bellies, much to the delight of the Zulu breeders. Having been seated, the midwifes commenced helping the white wives give birth to the eight black babies. As the wives pushed and pushed, trying to push their mixed babies out, sweat dripped from their heads to their toes, grunting from the strain of pushing their black offspring out. The Zulu men were stripped down as well, hard cocks in view and being tended to by the mature wives’ daughters, including Mrs. Stockholm’s daughter, Katherine, who was now 4 month’s pregnant with Kwame’s baby. Katherine sucked Kwame’s Black cock hard and deep, watching her mother strain to give birth as she fellated her Black breeder. The sight of the older women straining to give birth aroused both the breeders and the daughters, sucking those Black cock harder as their mothers screamed and strained to push out those babies, sweat slicking their bodies as they pushed harder and harder, their swollen tits dripping breast milk with every push, trying harder and harder to push those large black babies out of their 50-year-old pussies. With one unanimous scream, the wives birthed their Black offspring, just as the breeders screamed and shot their loads in the mouths of their horny daughters. In the echo of their screams and cumming, a new generation of Zulu breeders were born. |
I came out to my car to go to work. I noticed a thick letter under my wiper blade. I got in my car and opened it. Here’s what the letter said: ----- Dear Sir: “I think it’s time I let you know that I have been lusting for your wife Liz, for a long time now. I can’t tell you who I am. I’ll just say I’m Mr. X, but I see her every day as we work at the same place. Many men work here so you’ll never know who I am. I see her and I start getting an erection. To me, she is the hottest woman I‘ve ever seen. She’s friendly, sweet smile and those big tits look so lickable. I like her legs and such a nice ass. I love her blond hair, so sexy, and when she walks it swings across her shoulders. It started out with just some business talk, while we walked, but when our eyes met, we both paused and had ‘that’ kind of reaction to each other. My dick and her pussy got a charge that made us suddenly take a breath. She started fanning herself with her pretty hand, and I put my hand in my pocket to pull back my erection. She stopped talking to me mid sentence...and looked at me in a strange way. We both began to breathe hard. Our eyes froze on each other. We both knew we should….. just turn and walk away, but we just couldn‘t. No one was around and there were no cameras in the corner of that dead end hall. We just both ended up walking there. Maybe we both knew it was hidden and private there, I don’t know. I leaned against the corner, closed my eyes and whispered: (“we need to go back to work, but my legs won’t move.”) then I smiled. She smiled so sexy and stepped forward to me and messed with my shirt, playing with my top button. She unbuttoned it and took one finger and played with my chest. She whispered: (“why do we always want the things we can’t have?”) She paused, looked around and continued: (“…I have to admit, I’ve been noticing you for quite a long while. You always smell so good, and that ….well…a…it gets ’things’ flowing inside me. Of course we ’should’ just walk away from this, were both married and…..and…could you …just ….(gasp)….hold me for a minute.”) I held her for the shortest minute in the world. I smelled her hair and she felt my hips. She stepped back and fanned herself, I held my boner back in my pocket, and she smiled at me and adjusted her panties. We walked away. We both trembled in our stomachs, as we went back to work. My heart pounded as I felt the hot flashes from our little meeting. I had to have her. Liz told me later…… My pussy stayed wet all day, all I could think about was us getting together and how glorious the sex would be. I had to have him. ----- I had to stop reading. The letter was making me so fucking mad, but yet I had a huge boner. I put the letter in my coat pocket, and went to work. At lunch time, I went out to my car and continued reading the letter. ----------- Mr. X, continued…… Damn…Liz was messing with my mind bad. I knew she wanted me too now, and I had to find a way for us to have an affair. Day after day went by and we kept meeting in our little spot at the end of the hall. She stopped wearing a bra and panties. She wore a thick sweater over her blouse, buttoned to hide her hard nipples sticking out. I wore a shop coat to help hide my constant boners. At our meetings, our hands went crazy feeling each other. Up under the sweater and her blouse my hands went. I felt the most beautiful, warm tits in the world. She could un zip me fast now and feel my warm boner. She would quick bend down and give me quick suck on the head of my dick. We would have to stop and calm down before returning to work. WHEN and WHERE… were our thoughts all day long. ----------- I had to stop reading again. I couldn’t go into work with a big boner. This guy was my fucking with my wife!…and I was getting a boner reading about her affaire! I thought about tonight. First fucking her real good, then shoving the letter in her face!…or just packing her shit and throwing her out. I could try and find this ’Mr. X’ and do some ass kick’in on him and her too!!! After work I was back in my car to keep reading. --------- Mr. X, continued….. I had to find a empty conference room, a store room, a place for us. I got it! …my SUV. I had blacked out windows and I knew where to park next door at a closed business. Now I knew where, next was when. I told Liz at our little spot. She gasp real big and said quietly: (“after work!…I want you right after work!”) I pulled up to the back door to our offices, Liz came out all excited, got in and laid a kiss on me that made me see stars. Our hearts both pounded together and our breath went away. She took my hand and put it on her tits. I finally got to feel those beautiful tits freely. Her hand went for my instant boner, and squeezed it so good. I had to stop us so I could drive next door and park. We scrambled to get in the back. I already had the seats down and a big soft thick pad and blanket in place. As we laid down her hands pulled at my belt to undo it. I ran my hand under her skirt to take off her panties. She had none on. Her mouth was on my dick in a flash, licking and sucking. I had her skirt up and was diving in to taste the pussy I had dreamed about. Dual moans filled our ears and fast breathing. She was so wet, my tongue quivered as it sunk in her slit. I felt her soft lips around the head of my dick, making all wet. “..now …now…now , she said and turned around and put my dick in her warm pussy. We kissed with our tongues sinking deep in us. I held both her bare tits under her blouse and bra. Her pussy was nice and tight as my boner pushed in as deep as it would go. We began to moan loud and tremble. All I remember her saying was “OH YES BABY!!!” Our body’s took over fucking us deep and fast. Our moans got louder as her sweet legs wrapped around me. The SUV began to rock violently as we were out of control fucking. My balls hurt already from being so full for so long. She squeezed my dick over and over with her pussy, a moan with each squeeze. We both felt like we would black out. It was here. We locked our body’s up and yelled our moans. She shook hard with her climax as I unloaded a huge shot of cum in her. Our hips were fucking us fast and deep. We both kissed every where on our faces fast. The cum kept jolting us with each shot. We tried to suck air, but it was gone, used up moaning so loud. Her pussy kept squeezing my dick as she moved her pussy around on my dick. Cum was every where, flowing between her legs and all over us. Our voices let out little noises of pure pleasure, over and over again. We still jumped with my dick and her pussy still trying to cum. We lay in a steam bath of heat in the SUV. We lay there for longest time. It was dark now. We lay locked together. We still felt little pulses from my dick and her pussy. I barely remember letting her out of the SUV, I was in like a trance of euphoria. I watched her wobble to her car, She was so beautiful, even with her hair all crazy looking. I think we belong together Sir, you may want to plan for a different future for yourself. I have to have her.” Mr. X When I got home, I was shaking, holding the letter in my hand. I was raging… MAD !!! I was met by at the door by Liz. She wrapped her arms around my neck and whispered: (“…so…how did you like my new little porn story I wrote and left on your windshield?”) |
The day after my seventeenth birthday, when I had my first real sexual experiences with my mother and the housekeeper, I didn’t get up until about two in the afternoon. The intense orgy that the three of us had enjoyed the previous evening and night had totally exhausted me. After all the sex action I had fallen asleep satisfied between mother and Anna, but when I woke up the next afternoon I was still lying naked on the big bed in my mother’s bedroom, but I was alone. Both women were nowhere to be seen. I crawled out of bed and stretched myself, wondering whether I was going to take a shower, because I didn’t smell too well. I noticed a scent around me of dried champagne, semen and sweat and female bodily fluids. In spite of all that I decided not to take a shower for a while, if only because this rancid scent was testimony to the fact that last night hadn’t been a dream. I walked out of the room and decided to look for mother. I wondered what our relationship would be like from now on. Had last night been a one-off thing, a birthday present like she’d said, or would we be playing these kind of games together more often from now on? The mere thought of that was enough to make my dick hard. I decided not to be bothered by that and walked down the stairs. Mother had behaved in such a shameless manner last night, that she probably wouldn’t mind me walking naked through the house with a hard-on. Arriving downstairs I didn’t find anyone in the living room and the kitchen was abandoned as well. That Anna, the housekeeper, wasn’t there wasn’t very strange since Sunday was her day off and she usually wasn’t home then, but as far as I knew my mother didn’t have any obligations until Wednesday and therefore there was no reason to assume that she wouldn’t be home right now. I check some more rooms, but didn’t find her anywhere, until the only place I hadn’t yet looked was her study. The door to her study was closed and I hesitated to knock. My mother took her work very seriously and never wanted to be disturbed while she was writing. Normally I would have respected that, but now I really wanted to talk to her, so I gently knocked on the door. “The door is open,” my mother’s voice sounded after a moment of silence. I opened the door and walked into the room. My mother sat behind her PC. Her desk stood in front of the window, so I was looking at her back. I saw Word was running on her PC and there was a whole lot of text on the screen. So she was working, but this time she didn’t seem to mind that I disturbed her. While I entered her study she got up from her chair and turned around. She looked laid-back and relaxed, but awesomely good. Her hairs were loose and uncombed on her shoulders and back and she wore a red top that fit tightly around her beautiful breasts. She was wearing a very short dark blue corduroy skirt and a blue vest was draped on her shoulders. She looked at me and smiled. “There, did you get some rest?” I realised that I was still walking around with a stiff prick and felt, in spite of the previous evening, a little embarrassed. My mother noticed I was uncomfortable, but kept smiling. “Don’t be embarrassed. I like seeing a man with a hard-on much better than with a limp dick.” She grinned a horny grin because of what she’d said and walked to a table in a corner of her study where a coffee machine and several mugs were placed. “You want some coffee?” “Please,” I said and she filled two mugs. She gave one to me and sat back in the chair in front of her desk. Sipping the hot coffee she said, “go and take a seat somewhere.” I took a chair and seated myself. I did feel a bit weird, sitting naked in a chair with an erection and a mug of coffee in my hands. My mother didn’t seem at all unsettled by this. “Listen, Peter,” she said, “you’re at an age now that you’re old enough for these kinds of things and I don’t want to make a big deal out of it. When I was young myself people always made a terrible fuss over sex and I always told myself I wasn’t going to become like that. From now on we can just interact normally with each other.” I thought that my mother’s definition of ‘normal’ was quite a peculiar one, but I was way too happy about that to comment on it. “A lot of people will disapprove of the fact that I don’t make a fuss of these things,” my mother continued, “but I decided even before you were born never to be bothered by what other people think. But I assume you do realize that no one else needs to know anything about this?’ I nodded. That this should stay between us was the most obvious thing I could think of. “Well,” she said, while she put her coffee on her desk and got up again, “that’s clear then.” She walked up to me and stood in front of me with her legs spread wide. “I’m not wearing any panties,” she said in a horny tone of voice, “want to feel my cunt?” Without waiting for an answer she took my hand and pushed it under her skirt. As soon as my fingertips touched her pussy lips, I felt she was quite wet. Apparently it aroused her, doing things like these with her son. She let go of my hand and let me go about it. I felt her juicy lips and put a couple of fingers in her pussy, while my thumb searched for her clitoris. It didn’t take me long to find it and while I was moving three fingers back and forth in her vagina and rubbed her clit with my thumb, she started to moan softly. “Good,” she sighed, “where did you learn how to do this?” “I taught myself,” I grinned, thinking of the countless time I had jacked off to these phoney letters to the editor in Penthouse. Because of her response to my manual labour I was gaining confidence and I put my free hand under her skirt too in order to knead her nice full buttocks. I looked up and saw that mother had let her vest fall from her shoulders and was now pulling her top over her head, giving me a great view of her tits. Her nipples were already fully erect. She turned her head down and looked at me. “We should hurry a bit, it’s almost half past two. A friend of mine will be coming by shortly.” The look in her eyes while she said this didn’t leave any doubt as to what this friend was coming for and I felt a new wave of arousal go through my body. “Shall I give you a quick blow job?” mother asked. Obviously that was an offer I couldn’t refuse and I let go of her cunt and ass. She knelt in front of me and without further ado took my cock in her mouth. She did it a little less subtle than last night and therefore it didn’t take long before I felt, that a load of semen was on its way. Just before I came my mother let my dick slide out of her mouth and positioned her tits above my prick, so that thick spurts of sperm splattered against her breasts. My orgasm was hardly over when the doorbell rang. My mother got up immediately, grabbed her vest and put it on, without being bothered by the sperm on her breasts. “That must be her. Go upstairs,” she said, “we’ll join you in a minute.” While my mother walked to the front door, I got up and walked out of her study in the direction of the stairs, without caring about the threads of semen that were hanging from my shrinking dick, that stuck to my legs as I walked. While I ascended the stairs I could hardly realize in what kind of situation I now found myself. My own home had all of a sudden become sort of a sex paradise, with no room for any inhibitions whatsoever! Having arrived on the first floor I walked to my mother’s bedroom and lay down on the bed. I was really curious about my mother’s friend. I didn’t have to wait long, because a few minutes later my mother walked into the bedroom together with another woman. Mother had taken off her vest again by now and looked superbly horny with all those drops of sperm on her tits, but what really caught my eye was her friend. “This is Nancy,” my mother introduced her, “she’s a secretary at my publisher’s office. That’s where we met and at all kind of parties in the book circuit we’ve had a good deal of fun together.” She turned to her friend. “Nancy, this is my randy son Peter.” Nancy smiled a horny smile at me that almost instantly gave me a stiff pole again. Nancy was rather chubby, but in a way I found extremely attractive. She seemed about twenty-five to me and she was tall, with beautiful flowing black hairs. She had a pretty face with delightful brown eyes, a cute little nose and really full, sensuous red lips. She wore a combination of an extremely tight purple skirt and a purple top that was just as close-fitting and hardly able to contain her massive breasts. She sported a cleavage that made my dick prance uncontrollably. Her boobs appeared to be almost as large as Anna’s but at the same time a whole lot firmer. “Hello Peter,” Nancy smiled with a horny look in her eyes. “Hello,” I answered. “You two get to know each other,” my mother said, “while I go and get us something to drink.” She walked out of the bedroom, leaving Nancy and me together. I didn’t really know what to say to her, but Nancy walked up to the bed, gave my stiffening prick a look and smiled, “well, Peter, I get the impression you’re happy to see me. Your mother has to me a lot about you.” I would’ve liked to tell her that mother had told me a lot about her too, but that wasn’t the case. Until today I hadn’t even ever heard her name. This didn’t seem to bother Nancy though. Without saying another word she untied her skirt and pushed it down, giving me a good look at a pair of really hot thighs. She wore see-through panties and had a bit of a tummy. When she bent over to rid herself of her skirt completely, I didn’t only get a fantastic view of her incredible cleavage but also noticed a little roll of fat hanging over her panties. I thought that was a horny sight. She now pulled her top down a bit, so I could see she was wearing a black bra underneath it. Nancy put her hands against her massive boobs and pushed them against each other, while bending over a bit again. She shook her tits a little, almost driving me insane with lust. She looked at me and smiled a horny smile, but didn’t say a word. Instead she straightened herself and pulled her top over her head. She carelessly threw it on the floor and lifted her gigantic tits out of her bra with her hands. In spite of their ridiculous size they were amazingly firm. I noticed that her nipples, which were huge as well, were already getting a bit hard, making me even hornier in turn. Nancy also took of her panties and untied her bra, so that she was now standing in front of the bed in all her naked glory. Though she probably didn’t have as beautiful a body as my mother, by conventional standards, at this moment I felt she was the most desirable woman I had ever seen and I decided to tell her just that. “You are the most gorgeous chick I’ve ever seen, Nancy,” I said. She smiled. “That’s sweet of you,” she said, “but can your prove that?” I grabbed hold of my prick, which was rock-hard by now and shook it back and forth. “Isn’t this enough proof?” I asked. “You can do better,” she grinned lustfully and she lay down next to me on the bed. She crawled against me and pushed her tits against my chest, while she took hold of my dick with her hand and began to jack me off. She turned her head towards mine and kissed me. It was a good, long wet kiss on the mouth that left me wanting more. So we kissed a couple more times and kept exchanging saliva for a while. At the same time Nancy let go of my cock and started massaging my balls, which felt really good too, while I put my hand between her legs and began to finger her pussy. We were taking our time, just doing these naughty things to each other without any hurry, when my mother came back into the bedroom. She was carrying some cans of beer and soda that she put on the nightstand. “Well, you two are taking it easy,” she grinned impishly, “you want something to drink?” Nancy and I let go of each other’s genitals and got up. We both took a can from the nightstand and drank a bit. I noticed that my mother had washed the sperm from her tits and had taken off her skirt, so that she was fully nude as well now. As soon as we’d finished our drinks, my mother took my hand and led me to a chair. “Take a seat,” she said, “and Nancy and I will make sure you have something nice to look at.” I dropped into the chair, Nancy lay down on the bed on her back and my mother grabbed a large red dildo from her nightstand. Mother as climbed onto the bed and gave the dildo to Nancy, who put the device between her tits while my mother buried her face between her friend’s legs and began eating her out eagerly. Nancy had her legs pulled up, so I had a clear view of the way my mother’s tongue was working her pussy lips and clitoris. Evidently this sight was more than enough to make my dick, which had gone a bit limp again during the short break, rock-hard again. Nancy looked at me and said, “jack off. I get real turned on by looking at a man jacking off.” That was a request I was more than willing to grant. I took hold of my cock and started stroking it slowly. Nancy kept looking at me while mother stopped eating her out, grabbed the dildo from between Nancy’s tits and pushed the thing into her cunt. She began moving the dildo back and forth rapidly in her friend’s vagina, who before long started to moan. As soon as my mother began working her clit with her other hand, it didn’t take Nancy long to come screamingly. By now I was also beating off faster and faster and it wouldn’t take long before I too would have an orgasm. My mother noticed and said, “restrain yourself a moment, Peter. It would be a waste to just shoot all that semen into the air.” With difficulty I succeeded in letting go of my throbbing cock just in time. Mother took the dildo from Nancy’s pussy and started to lick her friend’s vaginal juice from the device, while she got off the bed. “Now you go give Nancy a nice fuck,” she said to me. I got up and climbed first onto the bed and then on Nancy’s voluptuous body. Her soft, luscious flesh felt great against my own body. Enjoying the feeling of her huge tits pressing against my chest and my dick that was stuck between her belly and my mine, I gave her another wet kiss. Next I put my head between her tits, while Nancy took hold of my stiff prick and smoothly guided it into her cavern of lust. I began thrusting wildly and sucking fanatically on her enormous, rock-hard nipples, since by now I really couldn’t restrain myself anymore. Glancing sideways I saw, that my mother was sitting in the chair with her legs spread and was now going at her own cunt with the dildo. The thought, that my mother masturbated while she was watching me fucking her friend, made me even hornier than I already was, if that were possible. Before long I felt I was ready, to shoot my semen deep into Nancy’s womb, but she was aware of that too and said, “I want you to come between my tits.” I abruptly stopped thrusting, put my prick between those two amazing breasts and started ferociously moving it back and forth while Nancy pressed her tits tightly against my dick. Within moments I was ready to start spraying and this time Nancy let me. I experienced an incredible orgasm and shot large spurts of sperm against her throat and in her face. As soon as I was down shooting, I let myself roll off her. Nancy wasn’t done with me however. She bent over my crotch and enthusiastically began to lick my dick clean. She didn’t stop until she had gobbled up the very last droplet of semen. My mother, whom I’d heard had come too in the meantime, got up and stood next to the bed, the red dildo still in her hand. “That was a nice show,” she said approvingly, “I thoroughly enjoyed it.” “You do have a nice son,” Nancy answered while giving me a randy smile, “I think I’ll be stopping by here more often from now on.” That sounded like music to my ears and I almost couldn’t wait to discover what other kinds of horny surprises and lewd adventures the future had in store for me. |
I stepped away from Lauren. She is spread out on the desk panting for air, my cum still dripping out of her delicious pussy. I couldn't believe that I had just fucked the girl that I wanted for all these years, but what I couldn't get out of my head was who the hell could have been watching us. Was it a partner? Was it my wife? Fuck I hope not. Was it Mallory? This could be very bad for me. At that moment Lauren looks up from the desk and says “That was amazing” my cock twitches and I did something that I loved doing to Lex. I bent down and started eating her cum filled pussy. I loved the taste of our juices mixed together. I loved the ability to make her cum again. She reaches behind her and pushes my face deeper into her pussy, I reach around put my hand underneath the front of her and started rubbing her clit while I am tongue fucking her, eventually her breathing gets up faster and faster and a steady stream of cum comes out of her yummy pussy and onto my face. I don't even give her the chance to respond. I go around the desk, grab her and pull her into a kiss. Our tongues start dancing around with each other, my hand grabbing a handful of her juicy ass. I want her to taste everything. I want her to know what my cum tastes. After about 10 minutes of steady making out she takes a step back, gasping for air, looks me in the eyes and says “If I would've known that cock and tongue were that good, I would've done this a long time ago baby. We taste amazing.” With that, she pulls herself together, kisses me on the cheek and tells me she will be in touch so we can start working. My head is spinning, I can't believe that just happened. I can't believe I had been unfaithful to my wife. I can't believe that someone might have seen us. What the hell were these next couple days going to bring. I looked at my phone 1:15am “FUCK” I said out loud. I am going to be in so much trouble. I normally call or text Lex when I am going to be pulling an all nighter. I unlock my phone, 13 texts and 3 missed calls. “I am in so much trouble,” I thought to myself. Did she know that I was fucking someone else in my office? Would she buy it, that I fell asleep on the couch in my office? I haven't done that in years. I text back “Sorry babe. Going to be an all nighter. Lots to do and I have to be in court tomorrow morning. Sleep tight. Love you” Hopefully that holds her off. Hopefully she will think about the lavish lifestyle my 850 an hour billables allows her to have. I sit down in my chair still naked as the day I was born. I leaned my head back and dozed off. I couldn't believe what I was feeling. There is someone sucking my cock. Do I open my eyes? Do I push them off. I open my eyes slightly, it is still dark outside. I turn my eyes to the left and catch a glimpse of the clock on the wall. It reads 1:25am, phew, hadn't been that long. I look down and couldn't believe what I was looking at bobbing up and down and sucking like her life depended on it was the office intern, Lex. I couldn't believe it. Swirling her tongue around my cock, using her hand to pump it up and down, deep throating it, like I said working my cock like her life depended on it. I let out an audible “ahhh” her big eyes darted up and locked on mine. She stops, takes my cock out of her mouth with a stream of saliva running down her face, still holding it in her hand “Mr. Robertson, I am so sorry. I couldn't help myself. I came in to get my lunch box, because I forgot and I heard you and the lady from earlier, and I couldn't help but watch and I knew exactly how to get the door open without making a sound because Allison showed me how you liked it opened when you are on calls, and then I saw her leave when I was leaving the bathroom after fingering myself and I peaked in and I saw your amazing cock and just had to taste you and her and I am so sorry. I know I am fired, but I couldn't help it.” I looked into her eyes and in a stern voice replied “Mallory, quit babbling and get back to sucking my cock. You're doing a great job.” I couldn't believe that I had just fucked my long time crush and now the intern who I thought was a total smoke show was sucking her juices off of my cock. What did I do in life to deserve this luck. I don't know, but I should do it more often. I also couldn't believe that after she had just seen me fuck a client in my office, doze off naked in my desk she, that she was the one worried about getting fired because she was sucking my cock. After I came in her mouth I grabbed a hold of her neck lightly and pulled her up to me. She was wearing what appeared to be a workout shirt, sports bra, and gray leggings. “Fuck I love gray leggings” I thought to myself. I pulled her in for a wet deep passionate kiss. You know those kisses that without saying it you are telling her “I am going to fuck your brains out and you are mine.” Without breaking the kiss I picked her up, placed her on the desk and pulled her leggings down. “You dirty little slut. You aren't wearing any panties. Do you ever wear panties at the office?” She just looked at me, smirked and replied with a giggle and “Not usually.” I couldn't believe my eyes. Here I am looking at the clean shaved, 21 year old pussy that was PERFECT. Like it had barely ever been fucked. I just had to put my mouth on it and that is exactly what I did. I put my tongue on her clit slowly moving it in circles. Her pussy had a hint of sweat, but also a sweet fresh cum taste to it. I locked my lips around her clit and slid my fingers in. “FUUUUUCK. FUUUUCK. Oh yeah. Eat that pussy you cheating bastard. Eat that 21 year old intern pussy. Don't fucking stop. DONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNTTT STOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP.” she cried out. “This naughty little slut. She is loving it. She is loving her 32 year old boss eating her pussy. She wants this.” My mind got lost in the thought of how dirty this girl was that I was caught off guard when a powerful stream of girl cum came flying out of her. I almost choked. “FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK” Mallory cries out. After she is done cumming I take my mouth off of her clit, keeping my fingers in her tight pussy I look her in the eyes and sternly say “This is not to be told to anyone. You are not to wear panties to the office anymore. You are not to look at me sexually in the presence of anyone else. You are to do as a say anytime I tell you to do something, and you will be fine. Am I clear.” In one of the sexiest innocent tones I have ever heard she responds “Yes daddy. I will be a good girl for you.” Fuck. This girl has me hooked. “You are excused.” With that she pulls her pants up fixes herself and I am left standing in my office again naked watching a sexy girl who just came all over my face walk out of the office.” As I was getting dressed I couldn't help but to think to myself “What the actual hell just happened. First a girl that I have had the hots for since highschool all the sudden wants to partner up on some projects to help her family business grow, but then ends up coming to my office fucks me then cums all over my face. Then the 21 year old office intern who always seemed so innocent and so shy ends up watching us and then sucks the juices of the other girl off of my cock till I cum in her mouth.” I always keep a pair of running shorts and a t-shirt in my office along with a back up suit, underwear, ties, and shoes. I looked at the clock, shit it is 2:30 in the morning. I need to get some sleep for a long day tomorrow. I drift off to sleep thinking about the fact that I have a sexy wife at home, a sexy client, and a sexy intern all who want to do nothing but make sure I am taken care of. “Matt, wake up. Its 7:30am. You need to go downstairs and shower and get ready for the day.” I open my eyes groggy as hell wondering where the hell I was. I opened my eyes to one of the firm partners Ally. “What the hell happened here last night? Your office is a mess. You haven't slept at the office in years.” “Jesus, Ally. Why so many questions. I am stressed with the merger hearing this afternoon and got a little aggravated. That is why all of my stuff from the desk is on the floor.” I quickly replied. Realizing that I hadn’t dreamt that I fucked a client and ate the pussy of our hot intern in my office. That actually happened. “Good save, dumbass” I thought to myself. Ally looked at me inquisitively. Almost like she wanted to call me on my bullshit, but knew better because she is a new partner and I am a senior partner. “Alright, Matt. Well get going we have to be in court in an hour.” Before we go further let me describe Ally to you. Ally is 28, the second youngest person to make partner at the firm. (I was the youngest) She is 5’4, blue eyes, brunette hair, and takes great care of herself. Eats right, worksout daily, and is always very well put together. She is one of those people that just has all natural beauty. Does Not need a pound of makeup to look good. She has toned arms and not the nasty super muscle girl. I am talking about the sexy perfectly toned and shaped arms, nice tits. (I would guess B or C’s) runners legs (You know what I mean) a great ass (She was a cheerleader). I watched her walk out of the office and thought to myself “Fuck I would love to bend her over the desk next.” What the hell had gotten into me. I had never once even thought about cheating on my wife and now it was all that I could think about. After rushing down to the partner only gym and locker room, showering, shaving and getting dressed I go back upstairs. I step off the elevator and Mallory is sitting at the front desk. “Good morning, Mr. Roberston” “Good morning, Mallory” I respond. Taking mental note that she seemed to be following the rules of playing it cool during office hours unless it was behind my closed office door. I wondered if she wasn't wearing panties too. “Jesus dude. Stop thinking like that, get your head in the game. You are getting a half boner.” I thought to myself. I walked down the hall and said hi to the paralegals slowly starting to roll in from their commute. Making it a point to check them out, thinking about the ones that I want to fuck. BAMN!!! “Jesus Matt. Where the hell is your head this morning. This is a new dress” Fuck. I just ran into Ally because my mind was so far out there about wanting to fuck paralegals now. “Ally, I am so sorry. Send me the bill for the dry cleaning. Go change and meet me in the lobby we have to go. I have a car waiting for us.” As she walked away she was huffing and puffing. I grabbed my briefcase, files, and phone. As I headed to the elevator I called my wife to tell her good morning and that I would see her tonight. I didn't get an answer, which was weird because she always answered my calls, but did not think too deep into it. The deposition went fine, we got everything that our client requested, and I wasnt too worried about closing this deal soon. What I was worried about was why I couldnt get my head off of fucking Lauren, Mallory, Ally, my wife, Sue the older paralegal that I always thought was sexy in an older mature way. “Earth to Matt, Earth to Matt” “Shit sorry Ally.” We were now in the back of the Lincoln towncar on the way back to the office. Ally is staring at me and I can feel her eyes burning a hole in the side of my head. “Where the hell is your mind. In that deposition you weren't your sharp normal self, you barely spoke, you ran into me at the office, and now you appear to be lost in your own world. I am worried about you. Talk to me. What is going on.” Ally was not going to let up, but I couldn't tell her why my head was where it was at. She could turn me into the partners and I could lose everything I worked so hard to get. “Ally, It is nothing. I just have a lot on my mind.” I sharply responded hoping that would shut her the hell up for the 22 minutes we had left in the car ride. She was quiet for about 2.5 minutes and what she said next took the wind right out of me and I was shocked. “So who is it that you fucked in your office last night that now you can’t keep your mind off of it? Was it that good that you can't stop thinking about it? Are you feeling guilty because Lex adores you and wouldn't ever think you would do something like that?” I was stunned. How did she know. I just stared at her.”Oh come on. Your office wreaked of sex this morning when I walked in and maybe next time you shouldnt leave the sock that you cleaned your cum up with out in the middle of the floor.” “Loooooo look look Ally. I can explain. Please don’t tell anyone. I could lose everything I have worked for. I wont let it happen again if you just keep this between us. I am sorry. Please don’t turn me into the other partners.” I am basically begging at this point she could ruin me and I couldn't do a damn thing about it. She probably had proof. I would if I were her. Ally starts laughing. “Shut up, Matt. I am not going to turn you in. I just didn't know you were such a little slut otherwise I would've done this a lot sooner” With one hand she starts putting up the divider between us and the driver and with the other she reaches out and grabs the bulge in my pants. She looked me in the eyes and said “If other women are getting it in the office. I want it to.” I assist her in getting my hardening cock out of my pants again not believing what the fuck was going on and she got to work. “Woooww!” was all I could muster. “Mhmmmm” is all she could as her vocal cords vibrate around my cock while she jacked me off and sucked the life out of me. Within a few minutes I was filling her mouth up with my cum. As I am putting myself aways she touches my leg and says “Next time you are paying for dry cleaning on a dress of mine it better be because you got your yummy seed all over it.” “What the hell was my luck these days.” Was all I could think about. I got back to the office cock freshly sucked, a deposition for a case that I need to win desperately, going really well and I had some of the most action I have gotten in a long time over the last 24 hours from 3 different women. I couldn't believe that this was my new life. I was sitting in my office looking out the window out onto the city when I heard a knock on my door. I turn my chair and it is Mallory. “Mr. Robertson, may I come in.” “ Yes Mallory, please close the door behind you.” A giant smile comes across Mallory’s face. She closes the door and moves towards me.. She gets to my desk and pulls her dress up… “I followed your orders daddy, I am not wearing any panites. I’m wet from thinking about you all day.” Holy shit. This girl followed every direction that I gave her. I wanted to take her right there, but I needed to play it cool. “Good job, baby girl. Please give me those files and that will be all.” With a confused look on her face she obliged. The rest of the day went off without any incident. I got the work I needed done, I passed knowing looks to two of my new office lovers, and texted back and forth with Lauren to set up appointments for the week to get things moving for her case. I left the office about 6:00 getting home at about 6:45. I opened the door and was hit with an aroma of some of the best smells… My wife, having an italian mother knew how to cook and she sure kept me fed with all sorts of yummy food. “Hi babe. I missed you last night.” lex says as she practically jumps into my arms, embracing me for a kiss like we hadn't seen each other in 3 months. I grab onto her and feel only bare skin. My wife, under her apron, is naked. Wow I love this woman. “Hi babe. Sorry I pulled an all-nighter at the office, but good news we had a great day in depositions and I think we are going to get everything that we wanted, so the long night was worth it.” My heart starts pounding, I cant believe that I just lied to my wife. I had really been fucking the brains out of a high school crush and eating the pussy of our 21 year old office intern. I walked upstairs and continued to think about lying to my wife, but was it really lying. I did spend the entire night in the office and I did have good results in the deposition. I just left out the part of fucking around on her. I walk into our master bedroom and there is an interesting smell. A smell I can't quite recognize…. Then it hit me it was another man's cologne “ALEXIS!! WHY THE FUCK DOES OUR ROOM SMELL LIKE ANOTHER MAN.” I hear crashing in the kitchen like a plate hitting the floor and dead silence. A few seconds later I hear her light footsteps coming up the stairs and sniffles. I am standing in the middle of our master bedroom now in my pajama pants and a t-shirt, hands on my hips, and scowling. She gets to the door, tears streaming down her face, apron still on, still naked as can be under it. All she can muster up is “I am so sorry. It just happened.” After screaming at her I had taken a deep breath and realized I was an asshole. I had put my dick in two other women last night and my cock was in my partners mouth just 8 hours ago. Very calmly I respond “I am not sure how something like this just happens, but I want to know everything. Who, What, Where, When, Why, How. I want to know everything. Do not leave out a single detail. After that we will determine where we are going from here.” She stares at me blankly. After about 45 seconds of silence she takes a deep breath, wipes her tears away, and sits on the bed. “The other day. I was out laying by the pool and Andre was playing on the basketball court.” Andre is the 19 year old neighbor whose dad left, mom got the paid off house in the divorce, otherwise they wouldn't be able to live there still, and was headed into his freshman year at UNC and hoped to walk on and play basketball. I bought the house with a basketball court in the backyard adjacent to the pool and haven't used it. Andre was friends with the people that lived here before so I continued to let him use it. I couldn’t believe that I think this story is going to involve my wife fucking the 19 year old neighbor. I continued to stare at her blankly. “I could feel his eyes on me. I was wearing that blue thong bikini, you know the one you like, and I was laying on my stomach trying to get my tan to even out before our trip next week. Anyways, I could feel his eyes on me. Well eventually *sniffle* I could feel myself getting turned on. I dont know what came over me, but I looked up from my book and asked him if he liked what he saw. Dumbfounded he just looked at me and nodded his head up and down.” What the fuck. My wife was asking the 19 year old neighbor if he liked her tight and toned sexy 28 year old body? What the fuck did she think was going to say. At this point I am leaned up against the wall just staring into my wife's eyes waiting for her to go on, because I am both pissed and want to know but also moderately turned on. “After he responded I sat up and noticed that his gym shorts were starting to tent. I don't know what came over me, but I told him to come over to where I was sitting. I took my hands and slid his shorts down and saw his 9.5 inch cock. I had to wrap my hands around it. My mouth was watering. I had to have it in my mouth. I had to taste his 19 year old cock.” I couldn't believe what I was hearing. My wife sucked off the 19 year old neighbor in the backyard in broad daylight. I also couldn't believe how turned on I was getting. “Keep going!” I demanded. “I took it into my mouth and started sucking him off. Swirling my tongue, cupping his balls, using my free hand around the base. It was so big I could barely get it down my throat. Then he reached down and started playing with one of my nipples. I stopped him and told him we needed to move inside and that's what we did. In the kitchen he fingering me and I sucked him off till he came all over my tits. After we were finished he pulled up his pants, ran out the back door, got his ball and went home. I sat on the kitchen floor feeling so guilty. I had no idea why I did what I did and I felt awful.” I was turned on. I'm staring at my wife both disgusted and turned on with the fact that she is naked in front of me and sucked off the 19 year old neighbor the other day. There was a long silence. I could tell she was reading me and I was trying to figure out what to do. “Baby. I am so sorry. Please don't leave me. Please forgive me” Lex is begging as tears fill up in her eyes and me just looking at her blankly. “That doesn't explain why OUR bedroom. The bedroom where we have shared our moment. The bedroom where we consummated our marriage. Why it smells like another man's cologne. Cheap cologne at that.” I responded sharply. Lex takes a deep breath… “Okay, this morning I was out for a walk with the neighbor girls. After we got back to our houses I went out back to water the flowers. I did the ones on the side by the pool and I was filling up the watering can. I was wearing my black leggings. You know the ones you tell me all the time I am not allowed to wear in public because when I bend over they are see thru?”” Oh I know these well” I thought to myself. She continues “Anyways, I was on the side of the house by the basketball court, bent over at the hose filling the watering can when all the sudden I feel hands cum up between my legs. I gasped and quickly turned around. It was Andre and his smiling face.” That bastard made a move on my wife in the backyard of her husband's house while he was at work. “I told him that we couldn't do that again. That I was married and that you took plenty good care of me. He didn't care. He grabbed my hand and pulled me inside. When we got inside he was running his hands all over my body, kissing my neck, nibbling on my earlobe doing all the right things to really get my going. Then he picked me up and carried me to our bed. Ripped my clothes off, ate my pussy and fucked me. Then he left.” Lex’s head was hung in shame. I could tell she sort of felt bad but I could see thru the side of her apron, her nipples were hard as a rock. “How did he fuck you?” “Matthew, I dont want to go into that. I am ashamed.” I quickly responded with “I dont give a fuck if you are ashamed. You fucked our night year old neighbor in our bed. You are going to tell me.” She again hung her head and took a deep breath. “Well after he got down going down on me he put my hands above my head and held them there with his long arms. He rested my legs on his shoulders and slid his cock into me. Then he slammed into me until we both came together. It was maybe 45 seconds.” Typical teenager can't last longer than a minute. “Matthew, is your cock hard? Is this turning you on? Is thinking about your wife being a dirty slut and fucking the 19 year old neighbor turning you on?” Lex asked very inquisitively. I turned around and walked into the bathroom closing the door. I needed to gather myself. I couldn't believe what I had heard. I couldn't believe that I was mad and turned on at the same time. I mean what she did any better or worse than what I did. I ate the pussy on my 21 year old intern. I ordered her to never wear panties to the office and I have every intention of bending her over the desk and fucking her like she never knew was possible. Does that excuse either one of us? I splashed some water on my face and decided I was going to tell my wife that I forgave her, but wasn't going to tell her about Lauren, Mallory, or Ally, not yet anyways. When I had gathered myself and walked out of the bathroom I couldn't believe my eyes. There was my wife, bent over the bed, apron off with her legs spread just enough to get a great view of her ass and pussy. She turned her head and said “I turned off dinner when I came up here to talk to you. I have been a bad girl and I need a man to punish me.” I dropped to my knees and started eating her from behind and teasing her ass with my tongue every once in a while. I continued at this for a bit working her right up to the point of orgasm and stopped. *SMACK* *SMACK* she squeals. I just laid two perfect spankings, one on each cheek. “Are you ever going to let someone put their cock in you without my permission?” “Nooooo. I promise.” She cries out. *SMACK* “No what!?” “No sir. I won't ever do it again without your permission.” she whimpers back to me. With both her ass cheeks both bright red with visible hand marks on them I step back and take my pants off. I rub my cock head at the entrance of her pussy. Her still laying on the bed face down bent over the edge she moans out “Please give it to me. I have been bad. Give it to me hard.” With that I slide in slowly. Moving in and out very slowly, making her moan lightly and teasing her as much as I can. I push all the way into her as she cries out. I spread her cheeks and let a big glob of spit land right on her tight little starfish. She never lets me do anything back here, so I figured now would be my time to punish her two holes. I started to slowly move in and out, using my thumb to rub circles on her tight little ass. I hear a long moan of approval and start to pick up the pace, and slife my entire thumb into her ass. Contrast moans are coming from lex. “Fuckk me. Fuck that pussy. Show that pussy who is boss. Punish my pussy for letting someone else in. Fucccccccccccckkkkkkkkkk.” She cries out. He pussy clamps around my cock, her legs start to shake, I can't handle it anymore. I blow my load in her. 3, 4, 5 hard blasts. I couldn't believe I still had any left. I crashed down on her cock still trying to catch our breaths. After I roll over and move up right in the bed she looks at me and says “I am guessing things are going to be different for us.” Boy, she had no idea….. To be continued. |
The Family Dilemma By Docker5000 Denise Parkin was busy in the kitchen as usual preparing everybody’s breakfast. She now had the breakfast ready and she was now calling her family and telling them. “That it was getting cold and for them all to get a move on.” James her husband was the first to walk into the kitchen, he was trying to tie his tie as he walked in to the kitchen. Denise just smiled at him. She now wiped her hands on a towel and she then walked over to him. Denise now smiled at him. He returned her smile. Denise now took hold of his tie and tied it for him. James now placed his big hands on her ass cheeks and he squeezed them tightly. Causing Denise to moan out in a little pain. Denise now whispered into his ear. “For him to be a little more gentle with her, he was a little rough with her last night and her ass was still a little sore.” James now smiled warmly at his wife then he said to her. “You didn’t complain last night in fact I am sure you begged me to be rougher if I remember correctly.” Just then Alison their daughter walked into the kitchen and she asked them both. “Who was begging for more?” Denise smiled at her daughter and said to her. “Nothing sweetheart your father was just being stupid as usual.” But she gave her husband a wicked smile as she finished tieing his tie for him. James and Alison both sat down at the kitchen table and started to eat their breakfasts. Denise now Asked Alison. “If she had seen her brother on her way down to the kitchen?” Alison now smiled at her mother then said to her. “I heard a lot of moans and groans as I passed his bedroom door. He was probably knocking one out as I passed. James now nearly choked on the coffee he had been drinking and he now spat it everywhere. He couldn’t help but to giggle at his daughter’s last remark. Denise now gave both her daughter and husband a disapproving look. She now picked up a tea towel and she started to wipe up the coffee which had gone everywhere. However James and Alison both exchanged knowing looks with each other when she was not looking. Denise then put down the tea towel and said to them both. “He was probably doing his morning exercises. That’s what you probably heard.” Her husband just smirked at her but he knew better than to say anything to her. Alison just smiled at her mom then she said to her. “Whatever you say mom, you know best.” David was now laid on his bed a big smile of relief on his face. His hands were covered with his cum as he had just knocked out a really big load of spunk. He now got the wet-wipes out of his draw and he now started to clean himself up. After he was clean he sprayed deodorant all over his body. He now slipped on a pair of shorts and a baggy T shirt and went down to breakfast. Everybody just smiled at him as he walked into the kitchen. David just stopped in the doorway of the kitchen and wondered why everybody was looking at him so strangely. Denise quickly broke the tension in the kitchen. She smiled at her son and told him. “To sit down at the table.” She then placed his breakfast in front of him. However his father could not resist asking him. “How his morning exercises had gone?” Alison now burst out laughing and his father also started to grin at him David now realized that his sister must have heard him pleasuring himself as she passed his room. He now flushed bright red in his face and in a mumbled voice he said to them. “Ok thank you.” Denise now gave her husband and daughter another one of her looks and they both instantly fell silent. She told them all. “To get on with their breakfasts before it got cold.” Just then Denise heard the morning post being pushed through the letterbox and she went to get it. Denise now started to look through the post as she walked back into the kitchen. Three of the letters were for her. And one of the letters was for her husband and one was for her daughter. She now gave everybody their post. Denise now sat back down at the kitchen table and she started to read her letters. They were nothing out of the ordinary one advertising letter and two bills. Denise now glanced up to ask her husband who was his letter from. She could see he was reading it very carefully and he had a very intense look on his face as he read it. Finally he looked up at his wife. He then just handed the letter over to her. Denise took the letter from her husband and she now started to read it. Alison and David were oblivious to all of this as they both were still eating their breakfast. Denise now looked up at her husband and she then asked him. “Who is this Uncle Albert?” Now both Alison and David were paying attention. James now explained to his family. That Uncle Albert was the black sheep of his family. He was the younger brother of his father. He went off to Australia under a cloud after getting into some trouble with the police. His father gave him some money so he could start a new life in Australia. Denise now looked back at the letter and said to her husband. “So why does a solicitor want to see you in his office this afternoon, all he says in this letter is it’s about your uncle Albert?” James just looked at her and he shrugged his shoulders. David was just about to ask a question. When his father notice the time on the clock on the wall. He then said. “Jesus I’m going to be late.” He then got up went into the hallway and he got his coat. He then called back to Alison telling. “Her if she wanted a lift into town, she had best hurry up?” David helped his mother wash up the breakfast things. He then spent a few hours at home before he went to see some of his friends. His mother told him. “That he had better start looking for a job before his father started to get on his back.” David still hasn’t decided whether he was going to go to university or try and get a job. Denise was in the living room watching one of her soap operas on the TV when James came home that night. He took off his coat then he walked into the living room. James now kissed Denise on her cheek then he sat down in a chair opposite her. Denise noticed that he had a very worried expression on his face. Denise now asked him. “Why was he so late home tonight?” James now asked her. “Where are the kids?” Denise told him. “That Alison was giving David a driving lesson.” James just smiled to himself. He remembered the last time he took David out for a driving lesson. He had decided never ever again. The boy was hopeless behind the wheel and he wished Alison all the luck in the world with him. He now answered his wife’s question. He told her. “That he had gone to the doctors for a check-up on his way home.” Denise now grew concerned she asked him. “If everything was ok?” James now gave his wife a reassuring smile and said to her. “Yes he was in good health. However there was a really big problem.” Denise just looked at him with a very odd expression on her pretty concerned face. James smiled once more at her and said to her. “Did she remember that he was going to see that solicitor today?” Denise told him. “That she had totally forgotten about it.” She now asked him. “What did the solicitor have to say for himself?” James now got up and he went over to the bar at the other end of the living room and he now made himself and her a very large and strong drink. James now came back and he handed her the drink. He now took a large drink of his own drink. He then sat back down opposite her. James now explained to her what the solicitor had told him. “First he told her that his uncle Albert had died.” Then he told her. “That his uncle had left him £25,000,000 in his will.” Now it was Denise’s turn to take a large drink. In fact she downed it in one. James also downed his drink. He now got up and refilled them both once more. When he was sat back down, he then said to her. “But there is a catch that’s why I went to the doctors.” Denise was so nervous now that her hand’s was shaking. She had to put her drink down before she spilt it. She now nervously asked him. “What was the catch and why did he have to go see his doctor?” James told her. “That he went to see his doctor to see if he could have his vasectomy reversed. But the doctor had told him that it would not be successful as it had been done too long ago.” Denise was now totally confused. “Why would he want to have his vasectomy reversed.” she’d asked him. James smiled at his wife and told her. “That was the condition to getting the money. They must have a child of his blood and they must name it after his late uncle. IF it was a boy they must name it Albert and if it was a girl they must name her Elisabeth. This was his favourite girl’s name. They had a one year window as from today to have the child. Otherwise the full amount of money would be split up and go to several charities. Denise was silent for several minutes; she was letting everything he had explained to her sink into her brain. When she did speak she sounded very sad. She said to him all that money and we cannot have a child. And there is no way you can give me a baby and it has to be of your blood so I can’t even get pregnant by some other man. James now looked at her and smiled at her. He had not considered that option. She looked at him and told him. “He could not be serious. She was not going to let some stranger knock her up.” James smiled at her and told her. “It would not be a stranger.” She now reminded him. “That he had to be of his blood.” He smiled once more at her and told her. “It would be of his blood or as close to his blood as possible." Denise now demanded to know. “Whom he had in mind.” James smiled at her and he just said to her. “David. And just to be on the safe side he could knock up Alison as well.” Now James and Denise had one almighty row each trying to persuade the other that the idea was totally ridiculous. Alison and David were both now stood just outside the living room listening to their parents fighting. They had never heard their parents fight like this before. Yes they had disagreements but never a full on fight. Denise was the first to see Alison and David watching them. And she quickly drew James’s attention to it and they both stopped fighting instantly. Alison now demanded to know. “What the hell was going on?” David just looked at his parents in shock. Both Denise and James now sat down their children and explained everything to them. Alison and David just looked at each other then at their parents. Alison then said to her father. “Are you sure this is not some kind of scam?” He shook his head and told her. “That everything he had told her was the truth. The money was there waiting for them if they could only have a baby or babies. But we only have one year and the baby must be of his blood line. Otherwise they would get nothing.” Alison was silent for a few minutes she then said to her father. “And what is in it for me?” James smiled at his daughter and told her. “He would give her £5,000,000 in cash.” Alison was quiet once more she then asked him. “And who would look after the child?” Denise now said to her. “That she would look after the baby.” Alison now looked at her parents’ then at her brother then said to her father. “Ok I am in but I think I would like to bring the child up myself.” James just smiled at her. David who had been listening to all of this in silence. Now got up and told them. “That they were all crazy.” And he quickly stormed out of the house before anybody could stop him. Now everyone just watched him go with worried expressions on their faces. James turned to Denise and Alison and he now said to them both. “Everything depends on him. His bloodline is the same as mine. He is the one who needs to get you both pregnant otherwise we don’t get any money. And I don’t really know how to persuade him to do it.” James was now completely surprised by his wife telling him. “Not to worry about it. She and Alison would come up with something.” Now the three of them talked about the best way of getting it done. Denise said. “Maybe we can use a syringe or something like that.” However James told them. “That it was to unreliable.” He said to them both. “That there was only one way to be truly certain of impregnation.” Denise now truly realized what her husband was telling her. She now said to him. “You really want me to let my own son have sex with me. You want him to really put his cock into my pussy and get me pregnant as well as that you want him to do the same to his own sister.” James now just smiled at them both and he just said. “Yes.” The three of them talked for a few more hours. It was decided that it would best be done next week when James was away for the night on business. But until next week all of them decided not to mention it to David. They would tell him that they had forgotten about the idea and for him not to worry about it. It was next week and it was the morning of James’s business trip and everyone was having breakfast as usual. Nobody had mentioned about having a baby and David had now forgotten about it and was feeling more relaxed around his family. However they had not forgotten about it they wanted the money very much. Now the plan which they had come up with last week was now put into action. James nervously went on his business trip and Denise and Alison both went on a shopping trip. They had decided to go and buy some very sexy lingerie and they would then ask David’s opinion as they modelled it for him. Then they both would seduce him. So James did not feel completely left out while he was on his business trip. Denise and Alison had promised that they would secretly video everything. So he could watch it when he came home. James before he got dressed this morning had positioned the video camera in his bedroom so it would record from the best angle possible. James now left wishing them both good luck before he went. Denise and Alison got a taxi into town about an hour later leaving David alone in the house. David was still feeling a little uncomfortable around his parents and sister but now that his father had gone on his business trip and his mother and sister had gone off shopping. He was starting to feel more relaxed around the house. David was in his room listening to some music on his mp3 player. So he did not hear his mother and sister returning home from their shopping trip. In fact David had fallen asleep listening to his music. Denise and Alison were giggling as they entered the house they had stopped off at a couple of bars and had several drinks and where both a little drunk now. The girls went straight up to Denise’s bedroom and they placed their bags on her large bed then they both fell on the bed still giggling to each other like school girls. Alison now got off her mother’s bed and crept to her brother’s bedroom she carefully opened the door to see if he was inside. She saw him laid on his bed in just a T shirt and a pair of shorts. His headphones wear on his head and she knew he had fallen asleep listening to his music. Alison now silently returned to her mother’s bedroom and told her. “David was asleep on his bed.” They now both decided to surprise him. Both girls quickly stripped off all their clothes. Now mother and daughter were now looking at each other’s naked bodies. Both of them just smiled at each other. Both girls had also gone for a bikini wax. Both of them now had nice clean shaven pussys. This was the first time Denise had ever completely shaven her pussy. Alison always shaved her pussy her girlfriend back at college liked it that way and so did the boys. Denise now turned around and was surprised when Alison came up behind her and placed her hands on her large breasts and started to squeeze them. Alison was also kissing her neck. Denise couldn’t help moaning a little as her daughter kissed her neck tenderly and gently played with her breasts. Denise now turned around and was looking directly into her daughter’s eyes. Denise was just about to say something when Alison moved forward and kissed her very gently on her lips. Denise just stood looking at her daughter. But when Alison went to kiss her for the second time Denise responded and she let her daughters tongue into her mouth. Alison now kissed Denise’s neck once more. Denise tilted her head back and moaned again. Alison now started to kiss her way down to her mother’s ample breasts. She now took her left nipple into her mouth while she played with her right nipple with her fingers. Denise now moaned out even more as her daughter sucked hard on her nipple. She never would have dreamed she would have allowed her daughter to do this to her. Denise liked her daughter’s lips on her nipple and she was finding her touch very pleasurable. Alison now pushed Denise back and both mother and daughter now fell down onto the bed. Mother and daughter were now both kissing each other passionately. Alison now started to kiss down to her mother’s pussy. Alison now pushed her mother’s legs wide open. Denise now willingly opened her legs for her daughter. Denise now let out a loud moan of pleasure when Alison’s tongue touched her pussy. Alison now started to tease her mother by running her tongue up and down her mother’s outer pussy lips. Denise now moaned out with pleasure as her daughter’s tongue teased her pussy lips. Denise now felt Alison parting her pussy lips. She then felt her daughter’s tongue darting in and out of her pussy. Her moans grew louder and louder as her daughter started to lick up her pussy juices. Then Denise cried out in ecstasy as Alison’s tongue found her clit and she started to tease it. Alison was now licking and biting on her mother’s clit. After only a few minutes of this Denise screened out in pleasure and she now had her first orgasm with another woman. David now woke up and stretched he then took off his headphones. Just as he was taking off his headphones he heard a strange noise, which sounded like it was coming from his mother’s bedroom. David now got up to investigate. David didn’t think to knock on his mother’s door. He was not aware that they were back from their shopping trip yet. So he just opened the door and went inside. David was now just stood frozen in his mother’s doorway. There on his mother’s bed was his mother completely naked with her legs wide open and in between them also completely naked was his sister and she was licking out her own mother’s pussy. Denise had her eyes closed and a look of pure pleasure on her face as she continued to moan and groan as her daughter continued to eat her pussy out. Alison now gave her another wonderful orgasm. David now made a coughing sound. Denise now opened her eyes and looked towards were the sound had come from. Alison also stopped licking out her mother’s pussy and she too turned to look. Alison’s face was now covered with her mother’s pussy juices. Now both women were giving David a hungry intend look. He now started to get nervous. David then glanced down and saw that he had a huge hardon in his shorts. He was just about to turn to leave when Alison quickly grabbed him and pulled him into the room. Denise now helped her daughter and within a few seconds both women had stripped him naked. David was now pinned down on the bed by both of them. David was in complete shock, he had been taken completely by surprise. They had moved so quickly. Both women now used whatever they could find to tie him to the bed. David was now securely tied to the bed. His hands were tied to the headboard and his legs were tied and spread eagled to the bottom of the bed. He was now completely helpless and at their mercy. David now told them. “That this was not funny and for them to free him at once.” Both girls just giggled and his mother told him. “Not to be so silly.” David continued to demand to be freed. Alison giggled and she now told her mother. “That she knew how to keep him quiet.” She now positioned her pussy directly over his face. Alison then sat down on his face. Denice could not help smiling as her daughter now wriggled her pussy all over his face. David now couldn’t talk because his sister’s pussy was in his face. Alison was deliberately pushing her pussy down onto his face so that her pussy nearly smothered him. She could feel herself getting wet and she knew her juices were covering her brother’s face and he would have no choice but to swallow them. David now had a mouthful of his sister’s pussy juices. He was still struggling to try and free himself however the juices running into his mouth and the smell of her pussy were now really turning him on. Alison now smiled to herself and she moaned out loud when she felt his tongue pushing up into her pussy hole. Alison now said to her mother through her moans of pleasure. “The little bastard is licking my cunt out now.” Denise now smiled at her daughter who was now moaning softly and rubbing her pussy over her brother’s face. Denise could see David’s tongue going in and out of her daughter’s pussy and it excited her. She now took hold of her sons cock and she now lovingly started to run her hands up and down it. David now let out a little moan himself as his mother played with his hard cock. But his moans were smothered by his sister’s pussy once more pushing down on his face. Denise really wanted to suck on her son’s cock. However she needed his sperm. So she sat on it instead. As she needed his sweet sperm inside her pussy to make a baby. Denise unknowingly had just taken her son’s virginity as she took his entire cock into her pussy. She now slowly started to work herself up and down on his shaft. Her eyes were closed and she played with her own breasts as she rose and fell on his cock to her own speed. Alison now moved off her brother’s face and got behind her mother and took over playing with her breasts and kissing her neck as Denise now more rapidly started to ride her own son’s cock. David now had his eyes open and so did Denise. Now mother and son were just smiling and looking at each other as they fucked each other. David if he was honest with himself. Had always wanted to fuck his mother and sister. All his friends told him all the time how lucky he was and if they were him they would try their best to get into their panties as often as possible. Both Denise's and David’s bodies were now covered with sweat. David now could feel himself about to cum. Denise also could feel his cock twitching a about in her pussy and she knew that she was about to get rewarded with a pussy full of spunk. David now started to grunt like a pig everytime he grunted he shot off into her pussy. Denise now had another orgasm as he shot his first load into her pussy. Now she just smiled lovingly at her son everytime he filled her pussy with his cum. Denise now took everything he had to give her. When he finally stopped shooting off into her pussy. Alison now helped her mother to get off his cock. She then got several pillows and put them under her mother’s ass. So her pussy was up in the air. She wanted his spunk to have a better chance of getting her pregnant. David couldn’t believe he had just fucked and lost his virginity to his own mother and he had also licked out his own sister’s pussy. David was now expecting Alison to untie him now. Alison was now looking at his cock with hungry eyes. It was covered with his own cream and her mother’s juices. Just the way she liked it. When her friend fucked her boyfriend back at college. She would offer her cleaning services to both of them after they had finished fucking each other. She loved the taste of combined cunt and cock cream. It really excited her and turned her on. David now looked at his sister and said to her. “Ok mom has got what she wanted now please untie me.” Alison gave her brother a really wicked smile which made him very uneasy and he tried to free himself once more without much success. Denise just looked at him and smiled. She then said to him. “I don’t think your sister is going to let you off that lightly.” Alison was now kneeling in front of her brother’s open legs. She now licked from the base of his balls to the top of his cock-head and all the time she kept eye contact with her brother who was watching her. He now moaned out when her tongue touched his cock. Denise who was watching her daughter very closely just smiled at both of them. Alison now winked at her brother before she took his full cock into her mouth all the way down to his balls. Even Denise was quite impressed with how good she sucked a cock. Alison had the reputation at her college for giving the best deep throat blowjobs and she had sucked off many a college lad and a couple of professors as well. That’s why she always got great marks. It was not her level of intelligence that got her good exam results. But how good she could suck and fuck that got her the good results. But this was unknown to both her brother and mother. Alison now continued to suck off her brother until she had licked up all the combined juices that were still on his cock. However he was now rock hard once more from her good sucking. Alison now said to her brother. “That if she untied him would he give her a good fucking?” David just nodded his head to her. He wanted to fuck her now. He wanted to teach her a lesson. He wanted her to scream as he pounded in and out of her cunt. Alison now giggled to herself as she freed her brother. Now it was his turn to take her by surprise. David now brutally and passionately kissed her. He now tossed her down onto her back on the bed. He now dived on top of her and he then buried his cock balls deep in her now wet pussy. Denise just giggled and said to Alison. “I think he’s going to teach you a lesson.” Alison just smiled at her mother and said to her. “I really hope so.” She now just smiled lovingly at her brother. David now really started to pound in and out of her. He would pull back until just the tip of his cock was still inside of her pussy. Then he would power back into her. She was screaming out very loudly as his cock pounded in and out of her pussy. Alison had never been fucked this hard and brutally before. And she was now very surprised to find out that she liked it. All her other lovers had always treated her with respect. But her brother was just using her pussy for his own pleasure and it felt wonderful to her as he just rammed his cock in and out of her. He was touching places no other cock had touched before. It only took David to his own surprise a couple of minutes of this hard fucking. Before she started to scream out and he could feel her coming all over his cock. He now told her. “That he was going to cum all over her pretty face.” Alison was now begging him. “To cum all over her face.” Denise quickly told him. “To come in her pussy. It would be better if he could get her pregnant as well, just in case. This pleased him and he grunted once more then thrust forward and he now emptied his full load of cum into her pussy. David left his cock in his sister’s cunt until he was sure he had stopped cuming. He then pulled out of her and he went quickly to his own bedroom. He now returned to his mother’s room carrying a couple of pillows which he now put under his sisters ass. Now mother and daughter both had their cunts up in the air and both of their cunt’s were now filled with is cum. In fact his cum was now leaking out of both their cunts David had also picked up his phone when he went for the pillows. David now started to take some pictures of both of them with their cunts up in the air filled with his cum leaking from them. Both girls just smiled at him as he took pictures after picture. He even sent a picture to his dad. David’s dad was just finishing off a meeting when his phone beeped. He opened the picture message that he had just received and smiled to himself when he saw what it was of. He now texted back a reply telling. David to keep up the good work. For the next few days David was kept busy fucking his mother and sister. And when his dad got home. His dad insisted that he fuck both of them again while he watched and filmed it. A week later both girls came home from different doctors both of them had very pleased expressions on their faces. And both of them now told James and David that they were both pregnant. James now opened a bottle of champagne he had purchased just in case. This would be the last alcoholic drink the girls would have until they had their babies. James now asked the girls. “How they wanted to celebrate the good news.” Both girls just started to giggle at each other. Then both of them just completely stripped off in front of both David and James. They then ran up to Denise’s bedroom. David and James didn’t want to hurt the girls so they ass fucked them all night which the girls loved. David and his father continued to have sex with both girls right up to the day both of them delivered. Denise had a baby Boy which they named Albert so they would get the money. Four days later Alison had twin girls. The girls were called Rose and Elizabeth. It was now a couple of weeks after both James and Denise had taken their babies for the blood tests to prove that they were of James bloodline. David, James, Denise and Alison now waited nervously for the results. Would they get away with it or not. James received a telephone call from his solicitor a couple of days later and he went off to have a meeting with him. The three of them waited nervously for him to return. When he did returned. James had a big smile on his face. They had been granted the inheritance. Denise smiled at her husband and said to him. “That was absolutely great but she had something to tell him.” Alison also said. “She had something to tell everyone.” Now Denise and Alison both said simultaneously. “That they were both pregnant again and David was the father.” James now looked at his son who was trying to look as innocent as possible and just laughed and he then said to them all. “It’s a good job we can afford a big house now.” All of them now burst out laughing. The End |
Shirley kissed me good-bye and as she was walking out the door said, "Don't oversleep" awakening me. I lay there trying to decide if I should get up for a repeat with the two vixens downstairs or just roll over and go back to sleep. My decision was made for me as I felt the mattress sag and heard giggles as hands slid under the sheet and grasped my dick. I sleep nude and I felt the sheet pulled from my body and tongues began licking my genitals, sucking at my glans, stroking me as the two seemingly insatiable nymphs gleefully said, "Wake up Mr. Dick, it's breakfast time, time to satisfy the children's hunger. Momma's gone and the pussies need feeding! It didn't take them long to have Mr. Dick straining its skin, jerking and swaying wildly. Lexi kissed me passionately, her eyes gleaming as she said, "Are you hungry Daddy, Karen and I decided to give you breakfast in bed", as she straddled my face and lowered her pussy to my mouth. The scent of her pussy was like an aphrodisiac and drew me to its wet source. God her pussy is hot I thought as its heat radiated against my face as she pressed her gaped cunt down onto my extended tongue. I watched as her hands cupped her breasts while her hips began hunching, undulating around my probing and licking as I gathered her sweet cunt juice and swallowed them. Her eyes closed as her arousement began growing, evidenced by the increasingly rapid pace of her hunching her pussy down onto my tonguing as she sought relief for the forces driving her. Her thighs spread more widely as she increased the pressure she brought to bear down upon my flailing tongue as she ground roughly against my face. Fingers grasped my cock and I felt the soft, slick flesh of Karen's inner labia positioned against the swollen, sensitive skin of my heated glans. An electric like voltage streamed from my tip to roil my entire body as she lowered her pussy down onto my stiff dick. God it felt wonderful and the feel of her moist heat engulfing me elicited a loud moan from my lips that reverberated within Lexi's pussy as I sucked at her heated juices. My hips rose, buttocks squeezing as my cock extended with a rush of blood that swelled and stiffened me. I heard Karen's appreciative moan as her hips rammed her pussy down hard onto my stiffly jerking cock before beginning a rough forward and back hunching that had my dick stiffly pivoting within her inner cavity as her clit was mashed tightly to my body. My mind was feverish as these two young women used me for their pleasure. Lexi reminded me so much of her mother as she labored to orgasm. Like Shirley, she became completely swept away by the sensations and need that enveloped her mind and body; her demeanor adopted an animalistic passion as she savored every streaming sensation my deep tonguing presented her. She would climb to the peak of her arousement and stay there poised at the edge of the abyss loving the feelings wracking her body. She would lift repeatedly, allowing the furor within her to calm before again lowering her pussy to my torrid inner licking and sucking. She repeated this until her need to cum became so great it demanded a choice between relief and insanity. Her thighs spread widely, hips began grinding her pussy forcefully down onto my wildly gyrating tongue, smashing my nose tightly against her clit as she hunched, uncaring of my plight as she smothered me. I loved it, loved knowing she was lost to the sensations I filled her with. I would have died before I would have stopped her, instead choosing to grip her hips with my hands and pull her pussy to my deepest licking and sucking as she screamed her release. Her hand pressed beneath my head as she held me to her most desperate hunching. I gazed up at her face and saw the torment etched onto her beautiful features as she moaned her anguished release. Her long hair draping down from her head was tossed about wildly as she bucked and jerked with each new expulsion of her cum onto my thirsty tongue. When finally, she sat back, throwing her hair rearward as she sat there gasping for breath; my mouth moved to her clit and I sucked hard while licking it slickly, biting it gently. Her reaction was immediate. Her body tried to jerk from the intense sensations I caused to violently roil her body, but, I held her to my rough sucking and licking until again she was leaning forward roughly hunching her pussy against my face as she cried out, "Oh god no, no more, please....ohhhhhhhhfuckkkkkk.....c.c.cum..cummin....eatme.....oh shit YES!...aarrgghhhhh!", as her thighs again spread widely and her pussy began riding my face forcefully, hips lurching forward and back as I held her to my intense laving and sucking. Lexi's head was flailing as if she was trying to fling the insanity she felt from her mind, but both her hands found my head and she pulled me tightly to her hardest hunching and grinding until she collapsed and fell forward on the bed her pussy hunching against the top of my head as her ass squeezed and she ground against my forehead moaning. Karen was different, she never held back as she used my dick for her pleasure. She would fuck me hard and drive my dick as deep as possible into her body and cum repeatedly, never slowing as one orgasm built into the next as she rode my thick dick relentlessly. This young goddess loved the feel of a stiff dick tormenting and stretching her pussy and she was insatiable in her enjoyment. I was sure she would love to be gang-banged by a large group of hung men. Karen was totally uninhibited. I was laying beneath Lexi panting as I tried to catch my breath when Karen leaned forward and began licking Lexi's ass crack. Lexi moaned loudly and her ass began lifting, pressing back into her friend's long tongue as it tried to enter her anus. My hips and balls were soaked with Karen's expression of joy as she fucked my long dick energetically. Suddenly she stopped, lifted from my dick and said, "Fuck Lexi's ass! She said last night she wanted to feel you in her asshole. Do it Jack, I want to see you make her cum fucking her ass. I crawled from beneath Lexi and asked her, "Is that right Lexi, you want to be ass fucked", I asked her? "Well, I think Karen wants me ass fucked more than I do but yeah, I'd love to have a guy cum in my ass if it didn't hurt so fuckin bad", she responded. I glanced at the clock and saw that I needed to get ready for work and said, "I have to get ready for work so who wants to make me cum. We'll work on getting this fat dick up your ass some day when your mom's not going to be home sweetie.", I said to Lexi. Both girls descended on my dick and began licking and sucking at me voraciously. Seeing two young beautiful vixens so enraptured by my cock had my arousement soaring and when Karen pressed two thirds of my fat dick down her throat, a feat not many women have accomplished, I exploded choking her. She gagged and coughed but her head never lifted until I had expelled two large loads of ball juice down her throat. Gasping she finally raised her mouth off my dick and pushed it towards Lexi who grabbed it and began sucking frantically on my glans, her tongue gathering each slick expulsion as it spewed from my urethra. My entire body was jerking as her tongue slid slickly around my tip, the sensations so intense that I was trying to push her off my dick. Lexi was not about to give my dick up though and she gripped it tightly, stroking it as she sucked noisily at the fountain erupting my life forces out onto her tongue to slide down her convulsing throat. My hands held her head as I fucked my dick roughly into her eager mouth, straining to enter her throat deeply as my glans swelled each time my balls fired another hot load. I was moaning in one long groan as she sucked and licked at me greedily until my entire body tensed, jerked hard and a shudder ran through me and I fell backwards to the bed as she sat up licking her lips smiling. My body shook, hips jerking as my ass squeezed and another drop of cum oozed from me. Both girls saw it and lowered their heads simultaneously and bumped foreheads before Karen licked it from my tip with a swipe of her long tongue while moaning, mmmmm. They sat there squeezing the dregs of my cum from my balls taking turns sucking from my tip until defeated my dick sagged in their hands and I shrugged and said, "I hate to leave you two beautiful sluts but I have to get to work." "Does Shirley like women", Karen through out there to either or both of us? "Not that I know of, why", I asked while gazing at Lexi to see if she would respond also? "I'd love to eat her pussy, she's so fuckin hot and her ass is delicious looking. Would either of you care if I had sex with her", she asked? Lexi and I looked at each other and shook our heads no and I said, "That might become interesting if you did, maybe we wouldn't have to sneak around so much. Be nice to include Shirley in this orgy", I asserted. "Mmmmm that's hot thinking of mom watching you fuck me and then you putting your wet dick in her pussy", Lexi said as her thighs began opening and closing rapidly as her clit throbbed with that vision in her mind. "Would you eat your mom's pussy Lexi, I mean if she wanted you to", Karen asked with her eyes gleaming. I'm sure she enjoyed thinking of Lexi and her mom together and I could almost hear the gears grinding in her head as she began planning how to accomplish that coupling. I showered and dressed and after another quick blowjob I left them on our bed in a 69 position with Karen telling Lexi to pretend she was eating her mom. "Change the sheets when you two get done if you get them soiled, you here", I said as I walked out the door. I hated deceiving my wife and not being honest with her and spent most of the day trying to figure a way to have Karen seduce her as a first step to her accepting my fucking her daughter and Karen. Shirley had never expressed an interest in being with a woman and once even called it abnormal sex. Knowing that I figured Karen would find her a harder seduction than I was. Everything was normal for the next couple of weeks with our sex confined to the weekday mornings. Lexi and I became quite close on the mornings Karen wasn't there. I loved it that she appreciated making love, slow and intimately, unlike Karen's wild uninhibited fucking. I learned, surprisingly, that other than the guy that took her virginity, a high school sweetheart, John was her only previous male lover. Karen had been instrumental in that happening just as she had been with myself and Lexi. Lexi had caught John and Karen fucking and threatened to tell her mom so naturally Karen seduced her and amidst her arousement as Karen sucked her inexperienced pussy she had John slide his dick inside her and fuck her for a few hours until she no longer wanted her mom to know about the three of them. It was about that time that I began learning different aspects of my wife's sexuality. Karen was at the house one evening and I noticed that she was hanging around Shirley pretty close, laughing and cutting up with her all evening. I was getting a beer out of the refrigerator when I overheard Karen saying how beautiful my wife was and how she had a body to die for. I glanced around the door in time to see Karen place her hand on Shirley's ass as she said, "Mom, that's what she called Shirley, can I ask you a personal question? I need to know something and I just can't ask my mother, I'd be too embarrassed!" Karen saw me listening and winked at me as Shirley replied, "Sure honey you can ask me anything". Karen began stammering, "Er...I....I'm....What I mean is....I keep....oh god I can't ask you either...I'm sorry it's just too embarrassing", and turned and began to walk away." Shirley caught her arm and asked, "What is it Karen, don't be embarrassed just ask me. If I can help you I will." "No, I'm sorry, I don't want to make you uncomfortable. I was wrong to ask you, especially you." "What? You're like a daughter to me Karen. You can ask me anything, now come on what's up with you. Spit it out girl, I'm not going to let you leave till you tell me." Karen had piqued Shirley's interest now and she wouldn't let it drop. "Well, I know you're gonna think I'm gay or something but ok; It's just that for a while now I keep having these feelings all the time and I know they're not normal but I can't help having them. I'd die if anyone found out and I try to fight it but I just can't stop. I guess what I want to ask you is, have you ever liked another girl?" "What do you mean by like sweetie, I like you, I like a lot of women Karen", she asked with concern on her face? Karen's gaze fell to the floor as she said, "No, I mean....you know...like...like you like a boy. Its just that sometimes when I see another girl or even an older woman I....I....f..f..feel like I do when I want to.....oh god....just forget it...I'm just a mess.", and turned to walk away again. Again Shirley stopped her and asked her directly, "Karen do you mean you get turned on thinking of a girl or woman sexually sometimes?" "Yeah, I know I'm really a mess. I don't know what's wrong with me, I just can't control it and it really makes me confused. Sometimes the only way I can quit thinking about it is to.....t.touch....you know..mast....oh god you think I'm horrible don't you....some kind of freak. Then her hands flew to her face and she gasped, Oh shit, you're not gonna want me around Lexi now are you? Please don't make me stay away, she's my best friend", and she began sobbing uncontrollably. If I hadn't known, it was all fake, I would have really felt sorry for the conniving little twit. She should pursue an acting career I remember thinking. Shirley put her arms around her and began consoling her saying,"No, No, I won't do that sweetie. We all have feelings like that sometimes, its normal". Karen gazed into her eyes as her hands fell to Shirley's ass and asked, "You mean you feel like that too sometimes, have you....I mean did you....oh god no...its happening...you...you feel...so...ohhhh", and as Shirley gazed into her eyes Karen kissed her. Not a peck kiss but a full lip to lip contact kiss and Shirley seemed to be falling under the little vixens spell before slowly, lips lingering as if torn whether to break off the kiss or not, separating her mouth from Karen's. Again Karen's acting was superb as she expressed shocked awe on her face and said, "Oh my god I'm so sorry...I just...I mean your ass.....oh god what did I do....you felt so wonderful...I couldn't control myself. See, see what I mean...I'm a freak.....oh my god I'm so embarrassed....I'm sorry...I..I", and then put her hands to her face and turned and ran from the house and jumped in her car and left. I had been pretending to watch tv and Lexi had gone to the bathroom moments before all that transpired so I tried to look surprised and turned and asked, "Where was Karen going in such a hurry?" Shirley looked distant as if lost in thought and her tongue was running over her lips as if tasting Karen's kiss on her mouth. She actually looked dazed as she lied saying, "Oh she remembered something she was supposed to do before she left home". "She coming back, I thought she was spending the night", I asked pretending ignorance. "I certainly hope so.....I...I mean I planned dinner for four", she answered with a wistful look upon her face. I was sure she had responded to Karen's kiss and was examining her feelings towards what she had felt. A few minutes later the phone rang and Lexi picked it up as she entered the room. "Hello, Karen, where are you? You're supposed to spend the night tonight; you change your mind? Yeah, she's right here why? Oh, ok, just a sec. Mom its Karen she wants to talk to you." Shirley took the phone and said, "Girl you get back here right now, I fixed dinner for you. No, its fine, it just shocked me, I'm fine. Listen, we'll talk about it later just get back here for dinner. Sometimes freaky can be a good thing. Yes, now get your cute little butt back here girl!", and hung up. "She coming back", I asked? "Yes, she thought I might be mad because she left like that", she said, lying again. When Karen got back she came in and immediately sat down beside Lexi and began talking like nothing was wrong. She kept glancing at Shirley and every time she did Shirley was staring back at her. Shirley walked over and sat down beside Karen and placed her hand on her thigh as she asked, "If you're not talking about anything important would you like to help me set the table sweetie?" I could tell by the look Karen gave her as she placed her own hand over Shirley's and slightly pulled it higher on her thigh that Karen wanted to be near her also. Shirley quickly gazed at Lexi to see if she had noticed Karen's action of moving her hand but Lexi was looking away at that moment. I saw Shirley's thighs squeeze tightly and her hand squeezed Karen's thigh and I thought, damn if she isn't turning Shirley on. I knew by the lifting and falling of her chest that Shirley was becoming aroused. "I'd love to help you mom", Karen responded as her thighs opened slightly and she again tried to pull Shirley's hand higher while staring lustfully into her eyes. Karen had opened her thighs enough that from my seat I could see the smoothness of her mons sticking from her cutoff shorts. I saw Shirley glance down at her soft pussy skin and I knew she realized at that moment where Karen was trying to place her hand. A slight moan began to escape Shirley's lips and she quickly cut it off by saying, "Get up then girl, the food's almost done", as she quickly pulled her hand from Karen's thigh and stood up. I know Shirley was stunned by Karen's boldness right in front of everyone but then she didn't have the knowledge that we were one big fucking family minus one. I'm sure Karen picked up on the nervousness in her voice as easily as I did as she said, "F.F.Food will be on the table as soon as someone gets their c..cu..er...lazy ass off the couch and sets the table....Karen!" "OK, ok", Karen laughed as she stood and half ran to the dining room and began setting the table. Once the table was set Karen walked into the kitchen and staring directly at Shirley's crotch area pronounced, "Hmmmm that looks so delicious, can I taste it?" Shirley closed her eyes as a shudder gripped her body as she caught the double entendre of Karen's word's. Karen stepped beside her then and placing her hand on her ass asked, "Can I help you with anything mom?" Shirley turned away quickly saying, "No, Lexi can help me if I need anything else, Thank you sweetie". Karen looked dejected as she half whispered, "Not like I want to I bet", as she passed by Shirley on her way back to the couch. I caught Karen's glance and winked very obviously at her to let her know I approved of her actions. I rose and walked up behind Shirley and placed my hands on her hips and began kissing her neck and she jumped and turned quickly and I knew she thought it was Karen. Recovering quickly, she placed her hands on my face and kissed me before saying, "Quit it I'm trying to get this on the table". I reached around and squeezed her ass and said, "Hmmm how about we put this on the table instead, I'm kinda craving the taste of you". "And what would the girls eat", she asked smiling? "I'm willing to share, are you", I answered giggling. "Get out of here you pervert, I guess incest turns you on now?" I leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "Karen is not related and it might be hot watching you losing it with her beautiful face between your thighs" She lifted her gaze to my face and asked, "Oh, and just where would you be while I was, how did you put it, oh yeah, losing it on her tongue? Something tells me you'd like to be ramming her forward into my hot little pussy with your dick pounding deep in her beautiful young cunny." "Well, she should get something out of pleasing you, so I guess I could, if you wanted me to, place my big dick inside her pussy to show your gratitude to her for mouthing your older pussy. That is if I could get it up, you know it would almost be like fucking a child and I'm not sure if I could even perform." With that she completely lost it and began laughing as she pushed me away. She had tears streaming down her face as she whispered in my ear, "I had you all wrong baby. I thought you were staring at her ass all the time thinking of fucking her. I guess you were thinking how perverted it would be for a guy your age to tarnish her young pussy with your hot cum", and then she burst out laughing again before adding, "I tell you what, If I decide I need her between my thighs I'll just do it alone with her so as not to embarrass you with your limp dick and inability to perform.", she continued laughing as she said, "I love your humor but now do something helpful and get the casserole out of the oven and place it on the table on one of those hot plate things, the long one. I opened the oven as she was chuckling and murmuring something about my limp dick and she stopped and stepped to me and squeezed my plainly outlined dick and again laughed and said, "You can't even keep it down when she's around, limp dick, yeah, I believe that my ass", and returned to placing some asparagus on a plate while wiping tears from her eyes. Through dinner Karen and her kept locking gazes and Shirley looked uncomfortable, squirming in her chair when Karen would say something about how she loved eating all the different things Shirley fixed. "Your mom is such a good cook Lexi. Everything I eat here I just want to let it linger on my tongue and savor its hot deliciousness. At home we usually have fast food or cold cuts and soup. I'm not saying mom is lazy, she works hard and is just tired and I can't cook a lick. Maybe you can teach me how to do things mom so my stuff can taste as delicious as yours". "It takes a while to become a good cook Karen, my mom spent years teaching me!" "I got nothing but time. I really want to learn cause all I can do now is heat things up and eat it", Karen replied as she emphasized her meaning by running her tongue over her lips while gazing directly into Shirley's eyes. By now Lexi had figured out what Karen was up to and as I began helping Shirley with clearing the table she said, "Dad can you come down and listen to my car its making a weird noise and I'm afraid it's going to break" "Wow, when did Jack become dad", Shirley asked smiling her approval. "When in Rome do as the Romans do", Lexi responded flippantly. Karen spoke then saying, "You do know that the Romans were more well known for their orgies than their family ties, don't you Lexi", she said smiling mischieviously? I thought to myself, "Yes, and let the games begin", as I walked down the stairs hearing Karen say, "Well I guess its me and you on kitchen duty mom" I started Lexi's car and she told me to get out and I did. Immediately she kissed me, a warm passion filled kiss. A kiss that told of her need as much as the way she was rubbing my dick through my pants. She knelt before me and lowered my pants until my dick lurched upwards and then took it in her hands and began pumping it as her tongue performed wonderfully exciting licks all around my swollen glans. God she could suck dick. In a very short time I was holding her head about to blast her throat with a bag full of cum but she stopped and stood quickly and began slithering her shorts down over her hips to her knees and turned facing the car while pleading, "Fuck me, I want to feel you cum in me. Don't wait on me, just fuck me and cum, I love the way your dick throbs and jerks when your balls fill me up". This wasn't like Lexi, this is more what I'd come to expect from Karen, I think I liked it! I began fucking her, driving my dick further and further up her vaginal chute with each rough thrust of my hips. She fucked her pussy back into my dick like she was incensed and wanting to punish my hard cock. Her rearward thrusts actually hurt as my stiff dick tried to bend as she bottomed it in her pussy. I'd never seen her act this way, she was afire and was trying to stifle her cries as she stretched her pussy with my dick. I was excited, her pussy squeezing me, milking me in a way she had never done before. Soon she had my balls drawing up and I knew I was about to give her what she needed. She must have felt it too because her hips began hunching faster than I would have ever thought possible as she slammed her pussy down on my swelling dick repeatedly as she cried, "Yes, Yes, cum in me, doit, give it to me like you will with momma watching us...ohhhhhhhgoddd I'm...I'm....aaarrggghhhHHHHHHHH........CUM...PLEASE CUM.....ohhhhhfuck....me...harder.....oh my god YES......I feel it.....oh fuck yes....so hot!......aaiieeeEEEEE ohgod....ohgod.......don't stop........aaarrrrggghhHHHHHH......fuck it!.....oh god I love your dick. I kept glancing over at the stairwell expecting to see Shirley standing there watching because of Lexi's loud cries and shrill screams. I couldn't have stopped if she were standing there as just then my dick exploded violently in Lexi's pussy. God, this young vixen always made me cum this way and today she had me overwhelmed with excitement and when I exploded; my hard thrust lifted her body completely off the floor and I pinned her against the car with her feet off the ground while I force fucked my lava like ball juices deep inside her as she begged me not to stop. Her hands pressed against the car as she held her pussy to my hardest thrusts, hips gyrating rapidly as she cum intensely. I ran my hand around her body and began rolling her clit lightly as animal like sounds erupted from her lips as she ground her deepest flesh against my spewing glans. Her ass cheeks squeezed tightly with every seething blast from my balls making her pussy milk my cock as I filled her with my cum. I felt her pressing my hand against the car as her craving demanded more pressure upon her clit. Her hips alternated between pressing my hand and being thrust back into my roughly grinding cock until she moaned deeply, her entire body tensing, legs straightening downward towards the floor and her body began a slight trembling that grew into a shuddering expression of her plight. I fucked her tightly squeezing pussy hard, fast as she drained the dregs of my cum into her stricken pussy. Meanwhile upstairs Shirley had decided to confront Karen saying, "Do you really find me that attractive Karen, I mean in a sexual way? You know I'm old enough to be your mother!" "I..I..I can't help it, y.y.you're just so beautiful, and when I look at you I can't stop thinking of how it would feel to run my hands all over your smooth skin. Then I think of exciting you, t.t.touching you, my lips on your skin and I want to touch myself like I do now. Then today.....when you hugged me and I felt your butt beneath my hands I felt myself getting wet and when you looked in my eyes I..I thought I saw it in your eyes too and I couldn't help myself, everything inside of me made me kiss you. But I was wrong and when I knew you didn't want me too I felt so ashamed and embarrassed, and still do. I thought you felt what I was feeling. I keep telling myself to stop it but every time I look at you it's all I can think of. It's like my body controls what I say and do when I'm around you. Haven't you ever seen a girl you wanted to touch Shirley? Do you think it's wrong how I feel?", she asked, her eyes pleading for compassion from the older woman she desired. "Karen, up until recently I did think it was wrong, I guess I still do but I understand now how a girl or woman can find another girl or woman sexually attractive. When you kissed me today, it took me back a bit, shocked me actually. It was an impulsive thing to do and quite sudden also. I think it was natural for me to pull away......." Karen stopped her from speaking as she said, "I'm so sorry, I just, I mean I.......I just never felt such an overwhelming need to do something like I did right then. I wanted to express how I felt, wanted you to feel what I felt inside me. I'd wanted to touch you for so long and when my hands fell to your butt...I..I..I just..........." Shirley put her finger over Karen's lips and said, "Shhhhh, you don't need to be sorry Karen, to be honest I'm not. I believe I learned something about myself I'd never known before and I think I'm feeling some of the same things you are, at least I'm curious about things I've never thought about before. I never could understand how a woman could desire another woman....until you kissed me today. Mind you, I'm not saying it's right for a woman my age to be kissing a girl your age, but I believe I jerked away because I did feel what you felt and I was beginning to enjoy it and I was afraid I was liking it too much and it made me feel weird, like it makes you feel I guess." "Y.Y.You liked it, really? I thought you hated me the way you pulled away". "Well, you have to remember Karen, you're so much younger than me, and I'm married and all that complicates things. I mean it's not like I am single and can just do things without caring about hurting other people. Then there's Lexi, my god what would she think about me doing something with her best friend. What if she had seen us kissing...? I really feel complimented that you find me so desirable. I'm going to be honest because I feel you have been with me, yeah it kind of turns me on knowing you feel that way about me. And then there's Jack. If he found out I was doing things with you I know he would want to also. I know you see the way he looks at you." "Yeah it kind of makes me wet knowing he's thinking about fucking me. I'd probably let him if you didn't care but I'd feel horrible doing it behind your back, I just wouldn't want to do that." That was exactly what Shirley didn't want to hear, now the ache in her pussy was becoming intense. The scenario Jack had described earlier was a distinct possibility now and everything in her system of values was screaming for her to run, to stop this conversation with this young girl who suddenly seemed much more sexually sophisticated than she herself was. She needed to get away from Karen and sort out these new emotions and feelings that have inhabited her since Karen's kiss. But Karen was not going to allow that to happen. She stepped close to Shirley and placed her hands on either side of her face and kissed her passionately. This time they were alone and Shirley's aroused curiosity had her lips parting to allow Karen's tongue entry into her mouth. Shirley felt herself succumbing to the throbbing building in her body and her tongue entwined with Karen's as they sucked and licked hungrily at each other. Shirley's mind and sensibilities were conflicted, torn between the knowledge Lexi and Jack could return at any second and the overwhelming arousement she had consuming her rapidly. This was all new to her, new and intensely exciting. Feeling Karen's need of her older body expressed by her mouth sucking at her tongue so passionately had her mind imagining that same mouth attacking her pussy with such zeal. Those thoughts allowed Karen to subjugate her, to control her as she imagined the young beautiful woman fulfilling her own fantasies of her lips and hands exploring her older body. Her own mind and body aided Karen's seducing her as she succumbed to the sexual curiosity consuming her. She wanted to care, wanted to stop Karen's hands roaming her body but the aching need their kiss instilled in her pussy wouldn't allow her to care, much less resist. A shudder of submission coursed through her as she accepted the fate she knew she wanted. Her mind found a freedom that allowed her to just enjoy the sensations and emotions filling her as her arms wrapped Karen's body and they molded to each other as their hands began exploring, squeezing, rubbing until both their chests were rising and falling quickly as their arousement heightened. Karen's hands fell to her ass and their lips again became as one as both their minds fell victim to the throbbing need engulfing their bodies. This was new and exciting to Shirley. Her mind kept trying to intervene, insisting she stop, but her body overwhelmed those thoughts as Karen's hands and lips instilled such immense cravings it would be impossible for her not to succumb. When Karen whispered to her how badly she wanted to taste her pussy, to make her cum while her tongue was inside her; Shirley's thighs parted, hips flayed as she tried to pressure her clit against the warm body grinding against her own. This coupling went against every value and moral she had ever believed in and the tabooness of her actions seemed to incite the flames within her into a raging firestorm of emotion and need. A part of her mind wanted to stop, to wait until Jack could be with them, to join her in the pleasure she knew resided in Karen's young firm body. She was about to suggest that when she felt Karen's hand clawing at the fabric of her dress until the front was raised exposing her soaked panties. She realized what Karen's intentions were and felt herself melting against Karen's body, her pride, her inhibitions flowing from her pussy as wet excitement as Karen's hand slid under her dress and began rubbing her clit through her panties. Everything good and moral within her begged her to stop Karen but the sensations streaming from her clit as it was rolled and pressured beneath Karen's fingertips prevented any rational thoughts from forming in her mind. She filled with an excited trepidation as her gaze remained riveted to the stairway leading down to the garage. She felt herself falling into an abyss of depravity that she knew there would be no escape from as she thought of her husband and daughter watching them, Lexi's gaze burning into her body as her hips undulated her clit against Karen's hand. Her eyes closed as she felt the added excitement that vision instilled and she knew she was lost. She tried to dispel those thoughts but the fingers sliding through the leg hole of her panties to press into her soaked pussy had her unable to do anything but submit to this precocious young woman's caressess. She stumbled backwards until her ass pressed against the table as Karen fingered her deeply, roughly. Kneeling in front of her Karen began lifting one thigh as she said, "Lay back on the table". Shirley wanted to scream, "No, No, not here..I can't", but this girl's unnatural desire for her pussy caused an inner excitement that assured her submission to anything she asked of her. In that moment she gave herself over to this beautiful goddess like creature by allowing her upper body to lay back on the table. She lay there with her gaze on the stairwell as she felt her panties pulled down her legs and off her feet. Soft hands squeezed the back of her thighs. Moaning, she spread her thighs widely in anticipation of the kiss she had craved since Karen's lips touched hers the first time. Tears formed in her eyes as she realized her life would never be the same as she embarked on a journey of exploration and pleasure with this blonde haired seductress. She lay there exposed, open and vulnerable to anything this young nymph decided to do to her. She felt so slutty laying there with her legs in the air spread widely feeling the coolness of the air on her exposed body. She wanted this, wanted to be Karen's slut and she craved her touch, her kiss. The anticipation of Karen's mouth on her pussy had her writhing, ass hunching cravingly. "Oh god, no, no, we can't Karen...my god you're like my daughter", she cried in a last desperate effort to retain normalcy in her life. That normality was shattered forever as Karen's tongue entered her moist honeypot and began a strong circling motion within her depths. Her loud moans accompanied the rapid hunching of her hips as her cries became, "Ohhhhhhh.....oh fuck.....oh my god yes, yes, yes". Her chest began rising and falling quickly as her stomach sucked in with each deep penetration within her. She gasped loudly as Karen's tongue slid repeatedly into the wet flesh of her pussy and began a strong licking of her slick inner flesh as she gathered and drank of her copious emissions. Then her tongue slid upwards as her lips closed around Shirley's swollen taut clit and began a gentle suctioning of it while her tongue slid slickly over its swollen tip. She bit her engorged clit gently evoking a pained cry as Shirley's hands found her head and began holding her to her now starving pussy. That was what Lexi and I saw when we quietly crept up the stairs to the sound of Shirley's moaning and the slurping noises of Karen's sucking at her flooding pussy. I felt my dick stiffening as I watched Karen subjugating Shirley with her frenzied mouthing. She had her hands behind Shirley's knees holding them up as her tongue persecuted her pussy with strong internal licking and suctioning of her vaginal cavity. Shirley was obviously cumming as her hands held Karen's head to her roughly hunching pussy while her head flailed and bobbed, shoulders rising and falling with each intense flood of sensations from her cunt. It was a very erotic, stimulating sight watching Karen's blonde head gyrating, licking and sucking at Shirley's pussy while she writhed in an anguished pleasure that had her seemingly insane with the lust she felt. Lexi unbuttoned her shorts and again wriggled them down her thighs before kneeling on the steps with her pussy wavering in front of me as she watched her mother cumming repeatedly under Karen's skilled mouth. Her pussy was hot, wet with the cum filling her as I entered her for the second time in minutes. I fucked her slowly as she pressed back into my dick. Lexi knew what her mom was feeling, she had felt Karen's long tongue tormenting her inner flesh many, many times and it always led to bone wrenching, tensing orgasms like the ones her mom was experiencing now. We fucked smoothly as we watched. Lexi's pussy clenched my fat cock tightly with each of her mother's anguished cries. I needed to cum! Seeing my wife experiencing such intense pleasure was stiffening to me. I knew how aroused she must be as she experienced all the new and various emotions of Karen eating her pussy. I wanted to join her and share her pleasure. I kept stopping to keep from cumming and Lexi would roll her hips around the hardness impaling her, her actions telling of her own arousement. Then her mom began screaming loudly as if she were being tortured. We watched her hips begin hunching insanely, her hands gripping the table edge as she pulled at it, holding her pussy to Karen's fist as we saw her forearm disappearing into Shirley's pussy. She was fisting her while her mouth sucked and licked at her clit and I'm not sure which one was more excited by it. Shirley was begging and suddenly lifted her upper body, leaned down and grabbed Karen's arm and began fucking herself with Karen's fist wildy. She loved it when Karen began ramming her fist inside her pussy roughly, moving her whole body with the force of her internal blows. We watched mesmerized, Lexi's gaze never wavering as she saw her mom's body begin trembling, then shaking violently and heard her begging Karen to fuck her hard to ram it in her harder as her thighs straightened and tensed, shaking, toes curling for what seemed forever as her back lifted, arched and then fell heavily. Karen was kneeling as she fucked Shirley's pussy and when Shirley's thighs closed, legs straightening, tensing, her legs fell until her feet were touching the floor leaving her standing, ass against the table and her arms extended, hands gripping the table edge as her body jarred with each stroke of Karen's fist. Shirley's entire body writhed, trembled, shook violently as Karen never missed a stroke as she persecuted Lexi's mom's pussy. Shirley was a picture of unrestrained pleasure as she stood, hands squeezing her breasts tightly, head thrown back with her long black hair hanging as Karen fucked her pussy while sucking her clit excitingly. Lexi moaned, her head fell to her folded arms and I felt a rush of heat in her pussy as she began cumming intensely, flooding me with a veritable flash flood of hot orgasmic juices. Her hips pressed her pussy back into my dick forcibly as she squeezed me tightly with each new spasm that roiled her body. I couldn't help it, I cum so forcefully I lifted her body from the stairs as I rammed my dick fully inside her. Lexi screamed loudly and I pulled her backwards down the stairs afraid her mom would turn and see us. My feet slipped and my body fell down onto hers pressing her flat as we both slid backwards while both of us strained into the other. When our feet finally hit the landing floor stopping us I fucked her roughly as I emptied my balls into her steaming cunt. Her screams were muffled as her open mouth clamped the edge of the carpeted stairs, biting into it as I continued persecuting her young pussy with every fat inch of my swollen dick until with one last deep plunge into her body I fell atop her gasping while her pussy pressed up gyrating around my deflating dick as she moaned, "God I could never get enough of your dick daddy. We lay there gasping for breath expecting any second for her mom to walk over and glance down the steps. When it didn't happen we slowly stood and kissed a warm soul-wrenching kiss until Lexi broke it off and fell to her knees and commenced cleaning my cock with her tongue and lips. God she could drive me crazy with every part of her body. When she was satisfied with her cleaning she stood and pulled her shorts up. I put my cock up and we arranged our clothing and crept back up the steps until we could see them. They were in each other's arms kissing. I guess Shirley was just as easy to seduce as I was when Karen set her mind to it. Seeing them kissing you knew they were lovers, knew Shirley would want more of what she had just experienced. I motioned for Lexi to go back down the steps and I opened the hood of the car and slammed it roughly making a noise I was sure they would hear upstairs. We walked up the stairs loudly in a very animated way to be sure they knew we were returning. Shirley was filling the dishwasher and Karen was wiping Shirley's cum from the table with a big grin on her face. Her tongue swept her lips as she made a big production of letting us know it was Shirley's cum glinting in the light from her face. She winked at us as we sat down on the couch. "You still cleaning up, god you two are slow. You need me to help with anything mom", Lexi asked innocently? "No, we're about done sweetie. We were just talking", Shirley answered, not completely lying but leaving out a whole lot of their actions besides talking. "Did you two fix the car", she asked? I couldn't help but notice the strain in her voice especially when Karen walked up beside her and placed her hand on her ass asking, "Is there anything else you need taken care of mom? I tell you what, since you fed me so well, maybe later this evening I'll whip up something for you to snack on, would you like that? God are you hot, I'm soaking wet", Karen asked. She picked up a towel and began drying her face, she knew Shirley would know exactly what she meant. Shirley kept looking at me and Lexi's faces as if trying to discern if we had heard or seen anything. She was obviously still aroused and nervous with Karen so near and touching her. I tried to solace her by saying, 'No, I almost broke our eardrums racing the motor down there and I couldn't get it to do what she was talking about. Then she fell on the stairs and knocked us both down to the bottom. I can't believe you didn't hear us screaming as we fell. "I did hear something but I just thought it was you working on the car busting your knuckles and yelling", she said with obvious relief softening her tensed face. Then turning to Karen she said, "Yes, I am a little warm. I might just go jump in a cool shower. Anyone need anything before I go?" The three of us looked at each other before I said, "No, we're fine. I'm too stuffed from that delicious meal to want anything else." Karen couldn't let it pass as she said, "Oh my god, me too. I've never ate so much in my life it was sooo delicious. I believe that was the best tasting thing I've ever had in my mouth mom", while licking her lips with her gaze directed directly at Shirley's crotch area. Shirley's thighs squeezed and crossed as her gaze met Karen's. I could tell she was experiencing intense yearnings in her pussy and her clit was throbbing so hard she leaned over the island counter as her ass clenched tightly. Karen's comments had her reliving the past moments as Karen had enjoyed her pussy not the dinner she pretended to be referring to. Since Karen kissed her the first time, in her mind she had been envisioning them together on a bed slowly kissing and touching as their arousement built to a crescendo of need. It was a passionate vision of them exploring their emotions and sexuality together slowly as they learned all the particulars of a woman making love to another woman. It was a romantic vision. But it was nothing like what had happened when Karen kissed her this last time. No, that was pure animal sex. Karen had assaulted her senses suddenly, leaving her no choice but to submit as she groped and rubbed her pussy. The whole situation had her unable to resist. It's taboo nature and the fear of Lexi and Jack discovering them at any second had heightened her arousement until every lick and bite took her on its own pleasurable trip. Karen made her feel alive, special, by her excited mouthing of her pussy. She didn't like admitting it but she knew there was a part of her that wanted to be caught, wanted her husband and daughter to see the depths of desire Karen had for her older pussy. For them to see Karen sucking her pussy as she had, so frenziedly, seemed to be an affirmation of her womanhood and her continued ability to seduce others with her body at her age. It would have been impossible for her to stop as Karen fisted her pussy. Her arousement was complete as Karen's hand kept opening within her and raking her inner flesh with her nails. She had never before experienced such sensations and it turned her on and brought forth such intense orgasms that she was helpless to do anything except react to each new streaming sensation from her stricken pussy. When she thought of them seeing her cumming uncontrollably as they watched Karen fist fucking her pussy so roughly her orgasms found new life and had her fucking up into Karen's fist even quicker and more forcefully. Karen made her feel slutty, totally unable to control herself no matter the consequences. She had never felt as wanted or needed as when Karen was devouring her pussy. She felt as if her pussy was driving Karen mad with desire, that the young girl could never get enough of her pussy juices. Now, she was still seemingly wanting more as her every word was meant to remind Shirley of their act and to excite her further. But now she wanted to be the recipient of Shirley's ardent pussy worship and that thought had her craving to please Karen in any way she wished. Karen had taken her by storm leaving her confused and dazed by the never before felt emotions and feelings of having such a young girl mouthing her pussy so expertly. Lexi and I pretended not to notice the double-entendre's Karen continuously threw in Shirley's direction. Shirley's gaze darted from Lexi's face to my own still trying to discern if we were picking up the true meaning behind Karen's remarks. I felt sorry for Shirley because I knew exactly how she felt. I knew she wanted to be alone with Karen to continue their illicit sexing. I sometimes felt that same kind of anxiety in the morning as I waited for her to leave for work so that I could enjoy her daughter's passionate love making. Lexi and I continued to get closer and at times we both wanted to tell Shirley and Karen to just leave us alone. I liked to think of our relationship as father and daughter with benefits and our time fucking as bonding. Shirley finally got her loins under control enough to go take a shower and I was torn by the choice of going with her or going downstairs with the two nympho's, one of which I was sure needed a good fucking after her performance with Shirley. Karen made the decision for me by stripping her shorts off and laying back on the couch and saying, "My god Lexi eat me! I'm so fucking hot...that was fucking wild...god your mom just kept cummin and cummin....damn she's hot....you have to suck her pussy Lexi. Oh my god did you see her fuckin my fist, she was beggin me to hurt her pussy...just went crazy.....ohhhh god baby..yes...lick it.....oh fuck I need this so bad....fuck I want her to eat me so bad...want to cum on her tongue like this...aaarrgghhhHHHHH....ohhhhhhh.......ohhhhhhh...oh fuck.......doit...suckit hard...oh my fuckin god..YES!...YES! I could see Lexi was losing it as she tongue fucked Karen with her mom in her mind as she remembered the sight of her mom completely lost to the sensations Karen caused to control her completely. I stripped nude and quietly slid in the shower with Shirley. She had soap on her eyes and asked, "Who is that, did someone get in here with me?" I knew she thought it was Karen but I didn't say anything as I turned her away from me and placed my hand on her back and pressed her into a bent position and began pressing my hard dick into her pussy. She was soaked internally, slick, and my fat cock easily slid into her deeply. Karen had stretched her with her fist and it allowed me to fuck her deeply more easily than normal. She was immediately on fire, fucking back into my cock forcefully as she made loud grunting noises, moaning, "Fuck me, oh god baby I need you to fuck me hard...hurt me....please hurt me!" I wrapped my hands in her hair and pulled her back onto my dick as I hunched hard, battering her deeply, stretching her as I remembered her fucking Karen's hand. Her back arched and her hips hunched forcibly back into my cock as she screamed in pain but she never quit fucking my stiff dick as she begged me, "Don't stop...please don't stop....I need it...need you to punish me.....doit baby...oh fuck you're so big....so hard.....god I love you fucking me....aiieeeeEEEE........aiieeiiiieeeEEE......can't stop....oh god no....no.....oh god I can't stop....FUCK ME!.....FUCKMEEEEE!....AAARRRRRGGHHHHHH! I had to stop and catch my breath and she began fucking me, stroking my dick rapidly as she squeezed my cock with her pussy tightly. I asked her, "Is this how you want me to fuck Karen while she eats your pussy baby?" I immediately felt a warmth engulf my dick and she began moaning as she began fucking me quicker, ramming her pussy back on my dick as she gasped, "Yes...oh god yes...mmmmm I'd like that, I'd like that a lot........ungh...unghhh......oh yeah...fuck her baby...ram her tongue up my cunt......ungh...ungh....oh god.....oh damn...would you baby...would you really fuck her while she ate my pussy...oh nooooo......fuck her...make her cum...aaiiiieeeee......she's cummin baby......make her eat me baby....hold her head to my pussy while you fuck her deep...hard....aarrgghhhhHHHHOHGODYESYES....I want it Jack...I do baby...I want you to fuck her...want to lick her clit while you fuck her...aaiiiIIIEEEEEEE!" "Oh my god jack what's wrong with me, I can't stop cummin, I'm so fucking hot" "Maybe you really do want Karen to eat your pussy honey, does it make you hot thinking about it", I asked her. "Will you think I'm some kind of freak if I say yes", she asked, with her voice wavering with the trepidation she felt at my reply. "No, but I will think you're a sexy hot assed woman that needs to explore her sexuality. Are you serious about wanting to watch me fuck Karen" "Hmmmmm......yeah....it really turns me on thinking about you fucking her deep and hard while you shove her face in my pussy. Knowing the pervert you are I shouldn't say this but I'd love for you to fuck me hard and shove my face in her pussy too. I think I'm getting kinky in my old age", she revealed as she slid off my dick and turned to face me. "You better think it through before we do anything like that. You know we're talking about seducing Lexi's best friend. How do you think she'd feel if she found out", I asked trying not to show my elation at her words? She placed her arms around my neck and lifted her body and said, "Show me how you'd fuck Karen while I watched." I placed my dick at her gaped opening and she allowed her weight to press her pussy down until her clit was mashed in the vee formed by my dick and body and as I gazed into her lust filled eyes her hips began undulating and she moaned, "If Lexi were to get too upset I could just get you to fuck her like this and I know she'd be ok with anything we wanted to do honey". I was shocked by her saying that and I gasped, "What" "You know, yesterday I think I would have killed you if I found out you messed with Lexi. Today though, I wonder why it would have upset me so much if she fucked you? I mean, I do love her and I want her to have the best of everything and I know she'd love to feel your fat dick stretching her.....she paused and then added......and It makes me hot thinking about you with her. You two do get along and it's not like you're her real dad or anything. Could you, would you like to, I mean with me there watching it", she asked seeming really curious as to my answer? "I don't think I can answer that honey. If I say yes you're gonna get pissed at me and if I say no you're not gonna believe me cause you know I would if she wanted me to and you were ok with it. What I will say though is that I will do anything the two of you want me to as long as we do it together and everyone consents to it." "I think I'm turning into a real slut. I'm starting to think of things that I would have said were nasty and abnormal a few days ago and now they make me wet to think of them. And what makes it all so bad is that I know how perverted you can be and that you'd let me or hell even help me do every one of them if it made me cum". "My god Shirley, now you've got me thinking about fucking Lexi while I'm standing here with my dick throbbing in her mother's pussy and its making me hot as hell." She began smiling as she began hunching rapidly down onto my dick. Her eyes gleamed with a heat like I'd never seen in them before as she said, "Hmmm I'd love to lay beside you and her and rub my pussy while I watched you fuck her, hear her cries and sobs as you stretched her pussy painfully like you did to me the first time we fucked in the restaurant. Karen could sit on your face while Lexi rode your dick and I could stand in front of Karen while she sucked my clit...oh god I'm cumming...fuck me..oh god I'd love to do that...ohhhhhhhgod.....fuck...fuck....oh god tell me you'll fuck Alexia.....shit I'm cumming so good...yeah fuck me....fuck Lexi's pussy honey...aarrgghhhHHHHH......oh god yes...like that...ohhhhh don't stop...fuck her...fuck my daughter......oh god Jack hurt me...oh god punish my pussy.....oh fuck I'm such a slut......FUCKIT!......FUCKITHARD!...AAIIEEEEEEEEEARRGGHHHHHH! Then she collapsed against my chest and cried, sobbed, asking me what had got into her, saying she didn't know who she was anymore. "My god Jack, I think I could actually do those things even though I'm not sure I could live with myself afterwards." Her hips were still moving, pussy still squeezing my dick and suddenly I felt it and grabbed her by her shoulders and pulled her down onto my dick as my balls puked forcefully up into her pussy as I rammed fully into her causing her to scream a high pitched scream that brought the girls running as I continued fucking my cum forcibly into her pussy as she tightened her legs around me holding me to her pussy tightly until her body sagged exhausted. The girls were banging on the door yelling wanting to know if everything was ok. Shirley went to the door and cracked it while laughing like a crazed banshee while trying to impart that everything was fine. When she turned back to me she asked, "Did I really just say I wanted you to fuck my daughter? I can't believe the thoughts that come into my mind when you're fucking me. You think I really mean what I say when I'm all excited and horny. I can't believe I'd ever have sex in front of Lexi much less with her and you. It all seems so normal when I'm hot and bothered but then after I'm cooled off it seems like what it is, incest and totally wrong. And you, you just egg it on. Sometimes I believe you really do want to fuck both Lexi and Karen. I tried not to smile but it failed miserably as I said, "Yeah I really hate that I'm a man and human and have all those abnormal thoughts of fucking beautiful women, especially when my wife pretends to be one of those beautiful girls and tells me to fuck her while she cums hard on my dick" "I hate you but I think sometimes I hate myself even more because I have those thoughts. I guess there's no harm in just thinking about it though. I have to admit that even though it scares me it does turn me on thinking of us and Karen. But she's so much younger than us" "Yeah I know and that makes it all that much hotter thinking she would want to fuck us old folks, doesn't it?" "You know that's not what I meant, but yes, it does make me wet thinking she'd want to do things with me at her age", she said, and I noticed her blushing as she said it. I pretended not to notice and said, "Yeah I see her looking at your butt a lot and she seems to want to be around you all the time. You do realize that you are a very beautiful passionate woman and that things today aren't like they were when we were that age. Sex is a lot more permissive today and kids are more willing to explore their sexuality. Besides, she couldn't find a better sex partner her age. Most twenty year olds today can't carry a candle next to your natural beauty and no one can drown her like you can with her tongue up inside you when compared to most girls today I bet. Most of them are kinda fat now-a-days also and you're really hot and sexy. All three of you must have good genes or something." "OR, maybe in my case I just have this fat dicked husband that I love to fuck that keeps me thin by letting me burn thousands of calories exercising on his big dick. I'm sure the gallon of cum I emit has to weigh something", she said. Smiling, she grabbed my dick and said teasingly, "Wonder if I'd gain weight if I began sharing this with Karen? Maybe we should find some big cocked guy to keep me exercising while you're pumping Karen full of fat hot dick. You wouldn't want me getting fat would you?" "Hmmmm Black guys are supposed to have the biggest cocks; it might be hot watching you ride a long thick black cock cumming your thin ass off. How does that sound", I asked expecting her to possibly cuss me for even suggesting she fuck a black guy. I knew she was kidding and I was trying to throw it back in her face. She sat there silent as she gazed at my face for long seconds before saying, "I would never have dreamed you'd even consider letting me fuck another guy, much less a black guy. You're kidding, right?" "Well to be honest I don't believe I could possibly fuck somebody else, like Karen say, and then say you couldn't fuck another guy. As to the guy being black, well, I'd want you to decide who it was no matter their race. If you were going to fuck someone else though I'd like it to be someone with a very large dick, longer than mine anyway and I know black guys have some very large dicks, besides, it kind of turns me on thinking of watching a black cock stretching your pussy, or any white woman's pussy for that matter." She sat there on the toilet with a quizzical look on her face with her legs pumping as if our conversation was arousing her before rising and grabbing my dick and opening the door and pulling me to the bedroom with it. Once inside she was careful to lock the door before crawling up on the bed and sitting with her shoulders against the headboard, thighs open widely with her right hand idly toying with her clit and labia. Her face was cloaked with lust, eyes veiled with arousement as she said, "I would never have dreamed you would admit to being turned on by thinking of a black guy fucking your wife honey. Am I getting this right, you'd let me fuck a black guy in the same bed you and Karen were fucking on?" I watched her chest begin rising and falling as her breathing quickened. When I said, "Yeah that would be hot watching his long black dick stretch you deeper than you've ever been opened up before. I can just imagine how excited you'd be. I bet just knowing you had a black dick in your pussy would have you more aroused than you've ever been. You know, if you like thinking of a black guy cumming in you, that is. Do you think you'd like me watching you fuck a black guy, seeing him subjugate you with his long dick, making you cum while you watched me fuck Karen?" Shirley's hips were undulating, her fingers rubbing her clit hard as she gasped, "Baby it turns me on more than you'll ever know. Why don't you come here and put that hard dick in my pussy while we talk about it. It was plainly obvious that thinking of fucking a black guy had her highly aroused and I was determined to take full advantage of it. Her fucking a black guy was my favorite fantasy but one I had never revealed to her because I was sure she'd be upset that I was willing to share her, especially with a black man. Thinking it might be possible I decided to see just how far she'd take it. I pulled her hips down to the center of the bed and handed her a pillow for her head and knelt between her raised thighs. I could see her moisture oozing from her pussy and down between her ass cheeks to puddle in her anus and stream on past it. I said, 'Maybe we could find 4-5 black guys and then you could have black dicks in every hole and jack some off too, I bet Karen would even want in on that action. You know we're always pretending you're Karen, why don't we pretend I'm a black guy tonight', I asked her? "Y.Y..You're sure you want to...I.I.mean...oh god Jack would you still love me if I did that, would you still feel the same after seeing me fucked by a bunch of black guys? You know you're turning me on, please don't tease me, not about that". She was visibly disturbed and highly aroused, more so than I would have believed she'd be. I began pressing my dick into her and said, "Close your eyes and pretend a black guy is pressing his dick in your pussy with me laying here right next to you." Her pussy was a swamp of excitement and her moan as I entered her expressed that inner need. Her hips began hunching, pressing into my dick like she craved it. She began pleading for me to use her pussy, to fuck my black cock fully into her white slut pussy and give her my black babies. I had never seen my wife so utterly lost to what she felt, she was wild in her fucking her pussy up into my cock as she demanded, "Fuck that white pussy hard, make me love you, aarrgghhhHHHYES...YES....thats it...like that...likethat...aaaiieeeeecumMING...oh god it's been so long...aarrghhHHHHH...so good...so big...hard...BLACK! Own it baby, own it, make it yours baby, cum in me....oh god I can't stop cummingggggg". Seeing her plight I said, "Damn I've never seen her cum like that on my dick, that black dick is driving my wife nuts. Give it to the slut, drive that dick in her to your nuts. You love that big dick don't you baby, yeah you're gonna want some more of this dick. Can you bring some friends with you next time and give my slut wife all the black cock she can handle. Would you like that baby, having a bunch of black cock to cum in your pussy and every hole you got. "YES, YES...oh god yes I wanna be fucked like before....aaiieeee.aaiieee...fuck me.....oh god Jack I do want to do it.....oh fuck baby I've wanted that for so long...fuck me hard...god fuck me like you want black men to fuck me....aarrgghhh.......arrghh......ohgodyeah......doit......oh god I love you so much", she screamed. I wondered what she meant when she said she wanted to be fucked like before so I asked, "Have you fucked black men before baby?" "God yes, yes, I fucked them all. They made me cum and cum and I loved it. They kept cumming in me over and over for hours and I loved it, never wanted them to stop. They made me love their black cocks. More and more black guys kept coming and they all used my pussy, ass, and mouth.....I..I...ohhhhhh fuck...I'm cumming again...don't..hate..arrghh....me...arggHHHHH..please........ohgod you're so fucking bigggg" Telling me seemed to bring back the memories of that day and she obviously enjoyed those memories the way she kept cumming. Knowing she had been gang-banged by a group of many blacks had my balls twitching as for some reason that knowledge excited and aroused me till I needed to cum and I did. I punished her pussy as I moaned, "Fill her up, shoot your cum in her black cock slut pussy. Squeeze that black dick baby, milk his cum into your married pussy, show him how much you love him coming in my wifes cunt while I watch." I pounded her pussy as deeply as possible as she moaned, "Cum in me, show my husband how much you love his wife's pussy...fuck me...pound your black cum into me...oh fuck it's yours baby..you own my pussy.....oh god I love your dick!" Opening her eyes she moaned, "Oh god baby I'm sorry, I didn't mean that, It...it..was just so real and good......." I cut her off by kissing her as my balls drained the dregs of my cum into her still undulating pussy. When I finally rolled off her she continued to try and apologize but I silenced her and said, "Anything you say while in the throes of dick induced passion doesn't count. Say anything you feel at the moment even if you know it will humiliate me. All I ask is for the words to reflect your true feelings at the moment you say them." "I love you Jack, you're the most understanding man sexually I've ever known. I need you to tell me something though and I really need you to be honest. Now that you know I was gang-raped by many, many black boys and men and that I loved it do you feel the same about me?" Shirley that happened way before I met you. I fell in love with you as you are. Maybe that helped make you the person you are today and that's why we're together. I would like to hear the whole story though. She proceded to tell me what happened, how she was raped when she was twelve. They had taken her to an abandoned warehouse in a black neighborhood and everybody that wanted to came and fucked her. She said she had been fucked by a cousin of hers a few times so they didn't hurt her when they first began fucking her and when it did hurt she loved it. She said there must have been over a hundred loads of black ball cum deposited in her pussy ass and mouth. Some of the guys, especially the younger boys fucked her repeatedly over the hours they kept her. She said none of the guys were hugely hung, nine inches being about the longest and the thickest about the size of a toilet paper roll. She had reached puberty at ten and her doctor had put her on birth control at eleven because of her periods being so irregular. She said she was laughing because a lot of the black guys kept saying how they were going to knock the lil white slut up. She said she didn't know how long they would have kept her if an old black woman hadn't found out what they were doing and came and cursed them and had me dress while she dared one of them to try and stop her from taking me out of there. Be the worse goddamn day of yourn life if you fuck wid me you damn punks. Ain't a one of youse a real man, cause a real man don't have to force a girl to spread her legs for him. Then she took Shirley to her house and cleaned her up and showed her how to douche her pussy. Shirley said she had to pretend they forced her to do their will but it was a lie, she had actually been begging for more. Back then any white woman that allowed a black guy to fuck her was looked down upon and ostracized. She asked the woman if she was going to call the police and the old woman said she would if that was what she wanted but she explained how all dem boys are gonna say you asked for it and they didn't force you and all your family and friends an everyone else gonna know you was fucked by dem boys and men. Missy, she said, you don't have no bruises or scratches or anything to show you fought dem boys and its gonna look like you're lying. I'd just go on home and try and forget this ever happened. If'n it was me I wouldn't want it on the front page of the paper that I had been fucked by that many guys, you know people gonna talk and say you're just a slut and everthing. Shirley said that was a relief because she was scared to death if she called the police everyone would find out she loved it and really didn't want to be "Saved". She confided that she had never told anyone until right now. She also confided that the memories of all those guys fucking her, cumming in and on her for hours was her favorite masturbation vision ever since that day. She wanted to do it again but it scared her thinking of what could happen to her alone with one or more black guys, how they might threaten to tell people and blackmail her or even physically harm her. Then she looked at me and fluttered her eyelids and said in a low throaty, trying to sound sexy voice, "But if I had my muscular husband there to protect me I could open my thighs and allow a black man or even a group of them to remind me of that day, if he was serious when he said he'd like to see me fucked by big black cocks, was he?" "More than I actually like to admit honey. I know it would be hot watching you by how aroused you get just thinking about it. Knowing how much you'd love it do you think you'd still feel the same about me?" "Could you fuck Karen and feel the same about me", she countered? "Yeah but fucking Karen isn't a memory I've been masturbating to for most of my life wanting to repeat it. Obviously the interracial aspect of having a black dick inside you excites you without it even being a big cock or anything. I just think you're gonna go completely nuts if a really huge black cock fills your pussy, especially with me seeing your reaction to it" "Well I certainly hope I would. You'd want me to enjoy it the best I could wouldn't you and just thinking about you touching me with another man's dick stretching my pussy...hmmmmm...god that makes me need to cum so badly..and if it was a black man....I'd probably blister his black cock I'd have such a firestorm raging in my pussy" "I know a guy, a black guy, black as coal in fact and its rumored among the office women that one of the secretaries said his dick was like a fat black log, extremely long and extremely thick and extremely black. He is also a very nice man and we've been friends since his first day. I'm going to need a few days to figure out how to ask him if he'd like to fuck my wife but I believe he would be a great guy for your next black fucking. Are you really sure you want to go down this road? You know once his dick is in your pussy it's too late to back out then. I'd probably hold you down for him to fuck you at that point I'd be so turned on." "Hmmm now that would be hot having my husband hold me so a black guy can rape my pussy. The only thing I can think of any hotter than that is if you'd suck his dick hard and put it in my pussy, well, put it in my pussy anyway, I don't see you sucking his dick that would be too much to ask. Could you hold his dick and press it in my pussy, now that makes me wet thinking about it?" "Damn, where did my wife disappear to, you know, the woman that was happy with my fat white dick? I think she has been possessed by a nymphomaniac slut that can't get kinky enough to sate that hungry pussy between her thighs. Worse than that, I believe I like this version of her even more than the other." "That's good because you brought it out of me so now you have to satisfy my carnal urges while I help you fulfill yours. We are in this together my big cocked husband. You think your friends cock is bigger than yours? I'll have to come by the office sometime and you can introduce me to him and see if I can get a rise out of him." "Right now I'm going to sleep before you get all hot and bothered and want to fuck some more" "I bet if your friend was here fucking me you wouldn't be sleepy" "Probably could stay awake if Karen was here sucking my dick also but neither of them are here so good night my beautiful slut wife." "Slut wife, hmmmm I like that. I'd like black cock slut wife better though honey" "In time, in time, now be quiet so I can go to sleep". "Hmphh I like you too! I'm just gonna go get online and see if I can find some porn of black guys fucking white wives and masturbate while watching them. And I'm gonna do it in the living room so you can't watch" I was sure that was an empty threat but I did hear her pick up her laptop and walk out the door closing it behind her. I closed my eyes and went to sleep wondering if she put her robe on? Shirley was amazed at the number of amateur videos she found of Black men fucking white wives while their husbands joined with them or just watched his wife being taken by one or many Black men. She hadn't put her robe on thinking the girls were asleep. Her pussy was soaked as she watched the vids imagining it was her and her husband in them. Then she happened across a site that had women with other women and began watching them as she remembered Karen's eating and fisting of her own pussy. She knew she was going to have Karen fucking her husband while she ate her older pussy. If that was all it took to have a black cock fucking her then it was a done deal as far as she was concerned. She was raptly engrossed in the vids as her fingers made small circles upon her clit. She wanted to eat Karens pussy. Seeing all the women online eating and sucking pussy, licking assholes and fucking each other with strap-ons had her mouth watering to taste her first pussy. She was so engrossed she didn't hear Karen walk in the room and slide her robe covered body on a bar stool and open the robe front and idly play with her pussy as she watched Shirley. She opened her thighs widely like she was doing a split and placed each foot on the stools on either side of her leaving her completely open and vulnerable, legs in a straight line with her body. She had both hands framing her pussy when Shirley raised her gaze and saw her. "I fixed you a snack if you're hungry mom". Karen saw Shirley's moist fingers and heard the wet squishing sounds of her fingers plying her soaked labia. Shirley closed her laptop and stared at Karen's body before kneeling on the floor and beginning to crawl to Karen's stool. Shirley was aroused enough that she had no inhibitions or pride to restrain her as she gazed deeply into Karen's eyes and said, "I'm starving and I can't wait another second to devour you baby", as her mouth opened widely and she placed it over Karen's pussy and began sucking her baby smooth shaven cunt while watching her young lover's face begin contorting, her mouth opening, moaning as Shirley's tongue found the snack within Karen's flooding pussy. Shirley felt Karen's emissions coating her face as she licked and sucked rapidly, gathering Karens juices and savoring them upon her tongue before swallowing. Her scent was intoxicating and feeling Karens hand cup the back of her head and begin pulling her into her now roughly hunching pussy had Shirley lost to the arousement building in her own body. Karen's pussy was radiating heat against Shirley's face but it wasn't near as hot as the seething within her pussy as Karen began grunting, making loud animal like sounds as her hips began hunching so hard her feet slipped from the adjacent stools and her thighs closed around her older lover's head and squeezed as she collapsed to the floor pulling Shirley with her. Shirley wound up on her back with Karen astraddle her face hunching wildly down onto her tongue which remained embedded deep inside her clenching walls. Shirley needed Karen to cum, she was desperate for it and her mouthing became frenzied as Karen's hips began thrusting forward and back as she rubbed her clit against Shirley's nose as she rode her franticly licking tongue. Karen tore her robe off and flung it away as she fucked Shirley's face crying out, "Oh god mom, you're so good...eat it....arghh....arghh....oh fuck yeah...god I need to cum...aieeee....fuck..fuck.... ahhhhhhhrrgghhhh.....oh Christ I'm...I'm...aaiieeeEEEEEEYESYES! LICKMEEEE! Ohhhhhbaby.....eat my pussy.....fuck..you're so fuckin good...awwww shit...arghh....arghhh......ohhhhhhhhh fuck...damn that was one fucking awesome cum mom! You can suck my pussy anytime...I love it!" Shirley remembered Karen's sucking her clit as she thought she was done and the effect it had on her own pussy and her lips locked around Karen's bud and began sucking hard. Karen's reaction was similar to her own and her scream was loud and long as Shirley began tormenting the tip of her sensitive clit with rapid gentle flicks of her tongue. Shirley couldn't see me or Lexi watching her subjugate Karen's pussy to her every desire. Shirley was overwhelmed by this new experience, her hands found Karen's hips and began pulling her down onto her face while roughly pulling and pushing her pussy over her ferocious mouthing. Karen's hands reached down to pull at Shirley's head as she began hunching wildly, unable to stop as she smothered Shirley with her pussy. Karen's body jerked, her thighs closing tightly and then opening widely as she resumed fucking her pussy down onto her lovers rapidly gyrating tongue. Karen shuddered, her arms pulled in to her sides, thighs opening even more as her pussy settled down onto Shirley's maniacal sucking and licking and her body began shaking, her head flailed, hair flying as she seemed completely lost to the orgasm gripping her body. She tried to lean forward and pull her pussy from the mouthing that was driving her insane but Shirley held her, kept her pussy tightly sealed to her hard sucking as her tongue moved rapidly within her. Karen lost it, her hips lifting and slamming down onto the tormenting mouth beneath her as she ground forcefully into the tongue causing the flood within her to choke Shirley. We watched as Shirley's hips lifted, feet flat on the floor as her hips gyrated a foot off the floor as her body cried out to be fucked, raped as Karen's bucking and screaming finally dislodged the tormenting mouth and she fell forward hunching her clit against the carpet as she clawed at the floor still experiencing the orgasm that wouldn't stop coursing through her. Karen had never been subjected to such an animalistic eating of her pussy and it had left her unable to shed the arousement coursing through her. Shirley lay there panting with her face revealed and Lexi and I retreated to our bedrooms so as not to disrupt Karen's plan to bring us all together in one bed. It seemed to be working whatever she had planned. I kept peeking out the door watching them. I was amazed to see my wife roll over on her stomach and place her hands on Karen's ass cheeks and spread them before licking along her ass crack. The more she licked the more excited it appeared she got. Soon Karen was moaning, lifting her ass up and back into the salacious laving my wife was applying to her anus. I watched stunned as Shirley began fingering Karen's pussy, first two fingers, then three and then four as Karen's cries became filled with pain. Then with a final hard push her fist was embedded within Karen's pussy and she began fucking her slowly as her mouth sucked at her ass cheeks, bit them hard leaving teeth marks in her ass flesh while Karen's hips began rolling, pressing back into my wife's thrusting fist. Karen's moans were anguished but she never tried to dislodge the impaling fist within her, instead her pleas for Shirley to fuck her harder were easily heard. Shirley teased her, withholding the pain she seemed to crave until Shirley held her fist still and Karen began fucking back forcefully, fucking herself with my wife's arm and fist. Karen was overwhelmed with the sensations of her stretched pussy being rammed back on Shirley's unyielding fist. She couldn't get enough it seemed and soon she was up on her feet with her hands flat on the floor slamming her pussy down onto Shirley's fist as she knelt behind her. I was stroking my dick now. Seeing Karen's beautiful face contorted with pain, her beautiful blonde hair hanging around her head, ass in the air ramming her pussy down onto my beautiful wife's fist was exciting, arousing like nothing I had ever seen before. When Shirley turned her fist inside Karen's pussy and leaned forward and again began sucking at her asshole Karen's body began shaking as she sighed "Ohhhhhhhhhgod I want you to fuck my asshole." Shirley's head lifted and she pressed two fingers of her left hand into her moist asshole and began twisting and thrusting in and out of it and Karen's ass began vibrating, her legs straightened out behind her as another intense orgasm gripped her. She was on her toes as Shirley began fucking her fist into her deeply as she held her fingers up her asshole. "Ohhhhhhgod no......fuckme.....oh shit you're hurting my pussy so good....aaiieeEEEEEE." Then her body collapsed and Shirley's fingers slid from her ass but she lay on Karen's body and fucked her fast and deep with her fist until Karen's pussy began lifting, rolling, pressing back into the exquisite pain resulting from the fist stretching her deeply. With one last furious hunching of her hips as Shirley held her fist pressing hard against her deepest flesh she cum violently, hips rolling her pussy around Shirley's unrelenting fist, grinding against the hard knuckles ripping her, thighs squeezing tightly as her pussy clenched hard, then she screamed and her body relaxed and molded to the carpet leaving her gasping for air as she lay there unmoving, exhausted and totally spent. They both lay there panting until Shirley removed her fist from Karen's body and moved up alongside her and rolled her over on her side and kissed her passionately. "That was delicious baby. You can fix me a snack every night if you want to. Shirley lay there running her hand over Karen's hair and then her back as she caressed the young woman that had initiated her to this new form of lovemaking. Karen moved her face to Shirley's breast and began a slow sucking and licking, gently biting her nipples as Shirley moaned her pleasure. She pressed Shirley down flat on the floor and began a slow tantalizing journey down her older lovers body, amazed by her softness as she sucked and lightly licked at her skin. Shirley was writhing, moaning as the arousement she felt while eating Karen's pussy returned to course through her like a brushfire. Karen's mouth instilled a hunger like none she had ever felt. Her mind was delirious with need as she felt her tongue lick alongside her clit, mouth sucking hard on the skin adjoining her swollen orb. Every cell of her body seemed to scream its individual need. Her clit felt an anguished craving to be sucked like the skin beside it. Shirley's hands touched her head as she tried to guide her to the throbbing need tormenting her clit. Karen blew her breath over Shirley's pulsating need causing her hips to lift, ass squeezing as she begged, "Oh god baby suck it, lick it....please make me cum", while Karen's fingertip lightly circled her engorged clit. Then without warning Karen sucked hard directly on her clit and Shirley's back arched, hips out-turned and her entire body seemed to explode in orgasm. Her shoulders jerked up, her head bobbing with each coursing wave of pleasure that thrilled her. Her ass cheeks squeezed tightly with each voltage like spasm that gripped her in its trembling embrace. Karen licked and sucked at her sanity as her body jerked and shook. Shirley knew her life forces were being sucked from her body as Karen mouthed her frantically. Her head flailed wildly and when Karen began finger fucking her pussy she screamed, tensed and her lungs seemed to tighten and she couldn't make a sound as her body jerked and trembled violently. Then Karen withdrew her hand and kissed her clit hard and crawled back up to kiss Shirley's lips again. Shirley wanted to tell her young lover that she loved her but she was afraid it would just be her lust speaking. They kissed and suckled each other's tongues for long minutes while their hands roamed and learned each other's bodies. Shirley remembered the time and said, "As much as I would love to lay here in your arms forever I need to get some sleep. I have to work tomorrow. Shirley couldn't believe no one had heard their screams and cries as she stood gazing around. Her thighs were soaked, body covered with perspiration. They kissed good night and she knew Karen was as reluctant to leave her as she was Karen. She had to have her in their bed permanently but she couldn't see how that could happen unless she was willing to have Jack fuck Lexi also. She took a quick shower while pondering the dilemma of Lexi. Then there was the black cocks she craved. Knowing she could have them with no repercussions from her husband had her craving to do it quickly. How would Karen and Lexi feel about that she wondered. She decided she needed to find that out first, before anything else. She got into bed and scooted close to her husband and he groaned and turned to face her saying, "Damn, I've been dreaming of you fucking a bunch of black guys and you were screaming as they fucked you and it has my dick hard as steel. God it was so lifelike I thought you were actually laying here fucking some guy screaming your ass off. Shirley smiled knowing that he was hearing her screams right here in the house, Karen's too she was sure. She wasn't sure if it was guilt or need that had her climb up on his hard dick and begin fucking it rapidly until her pussy began quivering and she felt his glans swelling hotly inside her and they both groaned and began cumming, slamming together as they joined in heaven together but separately. Her fucking a huge black dick and him expelling his hot cum in Karen's smooth pussy. Laying down atop her husband they remained in each other's arms as they kissed and closed their eyes while they both fell asleep with their own lovers in their minds. |
Prologue: The wife, Stacy, carries on sexually in front of her husband, fully participating as this stranger pounds his large cock into her pussy and she exclaims loudly for him to bury it deeper and to cum in her pussy. I don’t know if solipsistic is going to conclude the storyline or leave it hanging, but this is my own ending of the storyline. I wrote what I and other husbands would actually do in real life, not the reactionary extreme of cutting off Todd’s penis and balls to render him useless, which is what I’d consider paying someone to do. I had to add a couple of characters in order to have a complete storyline. Hope they publish my ending version, whether solipsistic writes one or not. You can always have two different endings to a story. Sorry there’s not much sexual activity in this one, I’m new to writing stories. Hope you enjoy my ending. Laura got everyone up early Saturday morning so we could get everything ready for the beach. All the chairs, towels, and food were loaded up in the car and we were ready to go. Laura locked her house up and we walked out together. Stacy was already in the car sitting next to Todd in the back seat, of course. I had decided that I would use the beach to confront this crazy attitude of my wife wanting to fuck another man. The truth is, I didn’t know exactly what was going on or even how to approach Stacy about her actions. Stacy was normally a very conservative, very reserved woman and didn’t do anything without planning it all out ahead of time and never had uttered any curse words since I’ve known her. I didn’t know who planned what was unfolding or how Stacy and I fit in with the plans. There was very little conversation on the way to the beach. At least in public, Stacy will have to keep her clothes on and be civil in her language and actions. Laura started the trip and quietly I watched the rear seat to see what was transpiring. My wife was holding hands with Todd and rubbing his fingers. Glancing back several times, I caught them both pulling their hands back from each other’s thighs where they were trying to get more intimate in the back seat. They couldn’t keep their hands off each other. I was very curious what they would try to do when they got to the beach. They acted like two lovers on their honey moon eager to have as much sex as they could engage in and didn’t even acknowledge my presence. I thought about how to conduct myself at the beach; I wanted to scream, yell and pound my fists into a couple of people! We arrived and Laura parked her car. We got out and packed our chairs, towels and food to the beach. After picking our spot on the sand and laying everything out, I walked off down the beach to be alone in my thoughts. I really needed time to think Several hours later, Stacy, Laura and Todd found me. I simply nodded to them politely to acknowledge their presence and kept my mouth shut. I really didn’t think I needed to say anything; I figured by now all three knew I was really angry at what had been going on between all three of them. Whether it’d get them to alter any of their actions; I had no idea at this point. I thought I knew my wife, but I was obviously wrong. Stacy finally spoke first and asked what was I so mad about? I replied, “That’s a pretty stupid question. I’m supposed to enjoy watching you, Stacy, ridding the big cock of a strange man and flaunting your enjoyment in front of me by screaming comments like “Todd get deep inside me and fill my pussy full of your cum!” Do you really expect me to ignore,”Put your whole cock inside me and stretch me deep!” and all of your other comments like this, like it’s something normal and fucking another man doesn’t really mean anything! You were just enjoying your vacation! Well I can’t and won’t! Your actions with Todd have been totally inappropriate! That’s all I’ve been listening to from you all week! Don’t you realize you’ve torn my heart out! In this week, you and Todd have destroyed our life together! Stacy, you’ve spent every night naked in Todd’s bed and never even given me a hug or a kiss. I no longer feel that I have any life or obligations to you at all! You’ve made it very clear to me that you have no love for me nor do you respect me in any way!” They had totally destroyed my life and maybe my job! I had trouble at work concentrating because I was so worried about my marriage. “Laura, I think I know what devious plot you and Todd are playing. Todd’s cock is so large that he stretches and elongates a woman’s vagina and vagina canal so the only sexual pleasure that the woman can get in the future is with similar large cocks. You and Todd planned to stretch Stacy to ruin our marriage and take her away from me by destroying our sex life together I explained to the three of them, “The normal male has a penis no longer than 6 inches maximum. Todd’s 11 inches is in the rarest of the male population range. So when a man that size fucks a woman continuously, he stretches her. After a while she stays stretched permanently and doesn’t return to her original size because of the loss of vaginal muscle strength. She becomes dependent on his cock alone from then on to receive any sexual pleasure. Stacy could not get any satisfaction from a normal male only from a large cock, which means that my own wife is ruined for me sexually and our married life is all finished. Like you Laura, you got no satisfaction from me when you sat on me by the pool that first night nor did I from you. I was too small for you, Laura. You, Stacy, now have too large an opening in your vagina to give me any satisfaction. I heard you both making jokes last night about my tiny dick and laughed.” “Stacy, the only two words you’ve said to me this week was Hi honey as you sat on another man’s face and he buried his tongue in your pussy! You have barely acknowledged that I’m even alive since we’ve been here. What do you expect of me? Are you proud of the slut you’ve become? When I got to Laura’s from work the third day, you greeted me lying naked on the couch with Todd and you had a smart ass grin on your face! Then you proceeded to spread your legs wide apart displaying your gaping pussy full of Todd’s cum to show off to me to what, that another man has been fucking your pussy while I was out working hard to earn a living? You wanted to show off to me that you’ve been fucking Todd all day and know you’re chock full of his baby making sperm! How do you think I felt when you did that, Stacy? I’m discussed with your attitude and what you’ve been doing! We are supposed to be on vacation, enjoying ourselves working on starting our family, but so far I haven’t even been allowed to sleep in the same bed with my own wife! You’ve been trying to have children with Todd, not me, your husband! Todd, you’re damn lucky you’re still alive!” Stacy then said that Todd told her in the pool that first night that Laura had told me of their plans to swap partners and that I was anxious to watch Todd fuck her with his large cock to see if she could take it all inside her. Todd kept telling me that you were watching as he felt me and you were excited at his fondling my big breasts! I thought you were enjoying yourself with Laura. You seemed fine with everything! “Stacy, what you’re saying is a lot of crap,” I yelled! “I haven’t been fine with anything! Yea right! You’re going to believe that no good bastard Todd over me! I was never fine with anything! All you had to do was look at me anytime and my face told the tale! I was devastated that first night when you put Todd’s cock to your pussy and told him to put it in you and your constant moaning as he shoved his cock all the way into you! Oh sure Stacy! I’m just so thrilled to watch you get naked with Todd and let him fuck you day and night, filling my fertile ovulating wife with his sperm and attempting to impregnate you with his baby! We had discussed this vacation and I thought we had agreed to finally work on starting our family and having several children now that our finances are secure! This is supposed to be our vacation, not yours and Todd’s! I thought you were here to be with me and enjoy our time together, THAT’S OUR, NOT My anger drove me on. “If I was fine with everything that was happening, why did you stay as far away from me as you could? You’re a lying bitch, Stacy! You stayed away from me because you could tell how angry I was! You never approached me to hug me or kiss me on the cheek before I went to work or returned home. You wanted to extend your fucking! Every night you made it a point to go to bed with Todd and avoid all contact with me, your own husband! You haven’t said three words to me so far on our vacation! THERE’S ONLY ONE THING YOU’VE CARED ABOUT THIS WHOLE WEEK AND THAT’S TODD’S DICK IN YOUR PUSSY! I can tell you feel guilty for how you’ve been treating me and you know I’m telling the truth! That’s because you know your present action is totally inappropriate and your excuses are nothing but a line of crap! You stayed away from me because you knew just how mad I was and were afraid I’d slap the shit out of you! If it would have been a plan like Todd said, I would have discussed it with you before we got on the plane and I definitely wouldn’t have let you get off your birth control pills and got your opinion or simply told you that I didn’t like the idea and I was going to stay at a hotel by myself if that’s what you wanted to do. Laura, I didn’t realize you hated me so much that you’d conspire to destroy our marriage and Stacy I thought you were a faithful, loving wife, not a lying, cheating, fucking whore! You’re all very lucky I don’t have a gun, because all three of you would be dead right now! I’d have shot all of you that second day with no regrets! I may have gone to prison, but I could care less! You know, in prison I’d be looked up to for killing all three of you for what you’ve done to me! It would have been worth it!” At that point, I rose and walked off. “I’ll be by the car when you get ready to leave. Sorry I’m being a bore on your good times. Don’t let me slow down your fucking!” I went to Laura’s car in the parking lot to wait to go home. I didn’t care to associate with anyone. I wanted silence to think about what I needed to do next. About three hours later, Stacy, Laura and Todd walked up. They didn’t hurry because of me. If anything, they stayed longer than they normally would have, maybe they had a few things to discuss. The ride to Laura’s house was quiet. Not a word was said in normal conversation. Stacy and Todd whispered to each other. I couldn’t believe anything that would have been said at this point anyway. Getting to the house, I went to the guest bedroom to shower and pack. Around 8pm I went to the kitchen and made a sandwich for supper. The fucking three were there planning something. They stopped talking when I entered. They finished eating and Stacy grabbed Todd’s cock and led him towards the master bedroom. I think all my questions were answered. Stacy wanted to fuck Todd as much as she could! Her glare at me when she strolled by me said it all! She didn’t give a shit to anything I had said! She was pissed at me for not agreeing to let her fuck Todd! I don’t think that she actually realized just how mad I was and when she found out, she got mad! Stacy was dead set on fucking Todd, period! I concluded that she no longer wanted me for her husband! If that was what she wanted, so be it, that’s what she’ll get! I’ll end it very soon! I kept silent and observed what was happening. I walked down the hall a few feet towards my guest bedroom, and listened. Todd, Laura and Stacy were talking in the master bedroom and I heard Stacy say that she really enjoyed Todd’s big cock a lot more than my little dick and Laura laughed and replied so did she. Laura told Stacy that she couldn’t see how Stacy could stay married to such a little dick. IT WAS OBIVIOUS TO ME, MY OWN WIFE CHOSE TO MOUNT A NEW COCK OVER OUR YEARS OF MARRIAGE! I figured if my marriage was over, and no longer important to Stacy, I would give her some help. Stacy could just stay in California and fuck Todd and all the big cocks she could find. I went to the guest bedroom and shut the door. I considered locking it, but down deep I wished Stacy would come to her senses and come to bed with me. I didn’t think she would, though. I got out my laptop and finished some minor company work I had and then started composing some new emails. I had decided to send emails with attachments of the videos I had taken of Stacy and Todd fucking with the video cam in my laptop, to her boss, her parents, her close friends, and my personal attorney. I’d send them in the morning when I got to the airport if things tonight went like I thought they would go. I got up at 8am, shaved, dressed and finished packing. As I was coming back from getting some juice in the kitchen, I could hear Stacy and Todd talking in the master bedroom. Todd was telling Stacy that he was going to miss her when she went home. Stacy replied that Todd and Laura could visit us and stay at our house in a guest bedroom as we have a six bedroom house. She even told Todd that she’d have no problem with me stopping her from sleeping with him in a guest room if he came. I then finished loading the car. I had decided last night to leave early and get breakfast at the airport. Just as I finished loading the car, Laura came out the front door and asked where I was going? I kept silent and went to get my laptop. Then Stacy and Todd came out, and I told all three that I was going to the airport to catch my plane home. Stacy said that she wasn’t finished packing yet. “Don’t bother,” I replied. “You’re not going home with me! You’re not welcome in my life anymore! I canceled your reservation! You have demonstrated to me in every way possible that I’m not important in your life anymore! You want a new large cock more than me! I’m going home a single man! Our marriage is over! I never want to see or hear from you ever again! And Todd, I want you to know that I think you are the most worthless, disgusting piece of shit that I’ve ever had the misfortune to meet! You can all go rot in hell! I haven’t decided exactly what I’m going to do yet, but I assure you, Todd, you’re living on borrowed time! I have the financial capacity to see you dead before the end of this year, and right now that’s how I feel! Think on that every time you put your cock in Stacy, Todd! Oh yah, Stacy, I’ve emailed videos of you, Todd, and Laura naked and fucking by the pool to your parents, my lawyer and your boss, Stacy, and your friends! After I get home, I’m going to post them on several public porn web sites along with your full names, cell numbers and address! That’ll get you some publicity! I’ve burned your past! Your mother had called me at work two weeks ago and I told her about us discussing having a couple of children and she was happy! I guess she’ll be disappointed now! You no longer have access to any of our credit cards or any of the bank accounts anymore, I’ve cut you off! I’ll be donating all your clothes and jewelry to charity! The only cloths or possessions you have are what you have in your suitcases! Stacy then stuck her hand out to get me to stop and I saw our wedding rings. Before she could react, I grabbed her wrist and took our, rather my engagement and wedding ring off her finger! The shock expression on her face was priceless! I “officially” ended our marriage! I told her, “Stacy, you don’t deserve a wedding ring from me! I don’t want a whore for my wife!” I put them in my pocket and got in my rental car to go to the airport. As I backed out the driveway, I looked up and saw Stacy in shock with her hands to her face, crying. That was her first expression of any emotion for me during our entire vacation. BYE BYE, Going Home *********** Sunday, Arriving Home There were several emails from Stacy and one from Laura that downloaded when I opened my email at home. Stacy was supposedly sorry, but I didn’t believe either of them. I didn’t reply to anyone, yet. I got emails from Stacy every day, even on my work account where nothing is really private. At the end of my first week back from California, everyone at work knew I’d left Stacy in California and why. I didn’t see any point in trying to hide my embarrassment at what happened. I phoned Stacy and Laura’s parents to inform them on what just took place in California. I had told Stacy that I had emailed her parents videos of her fucking Todd by the pool, but I didn’t, not yet. Parents shouldn’t get news such as this, just in your face type thing. I told them everything over the phone and told them of the videos and gave them the option of deciding. I ended up emailing them to a friend of theirs for viewing and let him give them the vivid descriptions for them to decide. Stacy’s boss called me and I met him for lunch and filled him in on all that happened. He was shocked that Stacy would act like that and I gave him Laura’s mailing address so he could send Stacy her final paycheck and a notice of termination of employment because she hadn’t given official notice or showed up for work. I started getting questions about meeting someone new from some of the single and divorced women at work. A couple of happily married women made some hints to me that they had some very eligible friends they’d like to introduce me to. I wasn’t interested yet. All of the free dinners to introduce their friends to me were very tempting. I made myself a mental note to get a pocket calendar to keep all the invitation dates straight. There were a load of free meals to be taken advantage of out of this situation of mine. I thought of different actions I could take against Todd to get revenge. I didn’t think there was anything I could do that was legal. Although something illegal would work for me. Since California was so far away, I might get away with it and not leave a clear trail back to myself. I was so angry at what happened that I really didn’t care about the consequences of actions I took. My life was taken away from me by Todd and Laura with the total cooperation of Stacy and I really didn’t feel any compassion for their future. I found quite a few open websites you could post to and I posed the videos with all identifying names and addresses. I hoped that Todd had made enemies that would find him and get their revenge and some for me. ********** Two Weeks Home The emails started getting more desperate from Stacy. She apologized more and more and kept repeating how sorry she was in the way she treated me and that Todd really didn’t mean anything to her but sex and she realized that now and was through with him. I emailed her and Laura the same email that I didn’t believe anything she said as yet; I was too hurt by the way she treated me to even consider any apologies. She had a lot to be sorry about; that she hurt me too much to “just get over it”. I then told of all the offers that I’ve been getting from women at work and friends of ours who knew me and what Stacy had done and what a good husband I’d be for some lucky women that could appreciate a good loyal loving man. If we did get back together, and that was a humongous IF, I wanted Stacy to know that she had better be on tip-toes because she could be easily replaced. I emailed Laura that I was really devastated at what was done to me by her and Todd, but I held Stacy fully responsible for how she treated me, but them more because I believed it was their devious plan. I reminded her of the financial help I had given her in the past when she wanted to buy that house and told her that she’d never get any help from me ever again because of her actions. ********** Three Weeks Home Stacy said she had been a fool to believe anything Todd said. She and Laura had a fight with Todd about his conning Stacy. He still insisted that I knew everything all along. Laura told Todd that she believed he was lying. Todd paused and looking at Laura and finally admitted that I hadn’t been told anything at all and he didn’t care because his main goal was achieved. He got to fondle Stacy’s big tits and fuck her insanely and stretch her pussy and ruin her for her husband. Todd even boasted that he’s done that many times in the past, stretching a wife’s pussy and her ending up in a divorce because her husband obliviously found out that she was fucking around. Laura then told Todd to get out because she was going to get a gun and shoot him. She said it so sincerely that Todd took off, he was afraid of when she’d do it and that was three days ago. Laura said that he’d probably never come back. That’s what Laura emailed me right after that supposedly happened and apologized profusely for what happened to Stacy and me. She admitted that she was the cause of her sister’s marriage breakup. It sounded too good to be true and I paused to take any action. I was going to be very cautious. After all this time, Stacy could never satisfy me sexually ever again. ********** One Month Home I called my personal Doctor and he consulted with an OB specialist about the problem of a woman being stretched by a large penis. A very large penis introduced repeatedly into a small vagina opening can cause the loss of vagina muscle flexibility and permanent stretching. A woman typically conforms to her husband’s size over time in a marriage, so it really is no big deal in a continual marriage. He said it could be corrected with surgery and time to heal to get back to normal, but it would be quite difficult to put back to normal. That was biological but the mental relationship was more complicated and a lot harder to deal with. I emailed Stacy and simply asked her what did she suggest we do about Todd leaving? I was stalling. ********** Six Weeks Home In order to believe that anything in California was factually true, on my personal cell phone I called Patrick the gentleman that I had company business with in California. He already knew everything that transpired because I told him daily what was happening. He agreed to go around Laura’s and take a look at the situation for me by using the fence. He went by that afternoon and surprise, surprise; all three of them were naked by the pool. Stacy was naked and moaning like the whore she was, while riding Todd’s cock. Laura was watching. Nothing had really changed. To make sure, he went again the next day before emailing me an update. Todd and Stacy were again fucking by the pool at supper time. Patrick was an electronics gizmo nerd and he told me he could install a miniature weather proof spy cam on a pole overlooking the back yard with the permission of the guys next door, but I had to pay for it. I told Patrick to talk to them and get it all set up and I gave him an old credit card number that I seldom used, but was still valid and he could use it to pay for everything he needed. The guys all agreed, as long as they got to watch. Hey, what the hell. I could care less if they watched my ex-wife and her sister fuck a big dick by their pool. They watched through the fence anyway. I paid for the whole setup and Patrick got it all installed. The guys said they would copy all the video off the hard drive onto DVDs for me and them. I figured I got the best of that deal. Patrick put up a pole with a large birdhouse on top of it and underneath it he installed the web cam. It was well hidden and protected from the weather. The DVD’s would be good in the divorce. Stacy would have no grounds to demand anything. ********** Two Months Home It was now two months later, Stacy and Laura were still fucking Todd. Patrick sent me DVDs almost daily made of Stacy, Laura and Todd fucking in the back yard by the pool. It was easy for Patrick to pick up the DVDs because it was on his normal route home. The guys next door were enjoying the “home” movies. Patrick and his wife were running errands on one Saturday, two months after I had returned home and they went by next door to Laura’s house to pick up my movies. He had told his wife about the whole sordid affair and she couldn’t believe that any wife who loved her husband would do such a thing. She wanted to take a look for herself. She got an eye full; Todd was lying naked on towels by the pool on top of Stacy humping his large cock in and out of her like two horney teenagers. Stacy was screaming for Todd to “fuck her harder” and to “fill her up”. His wife couldn’t believe what she saw and heard. She had to take a video for herself with her cell phone. Good for my divorce. I continued to email Stacy that I was still too distraught by what Stacy had done to forgive her. I still wanted my divorce. I didn’t want to let on that I had a contact in California and knew what was going on. Obviously she’d been lying to me about Todd being gone. ********** Three Months Home My divorce proceedings were going smoothly. Stacy got her old boss’s attorney to represent her before the court. She didn’t appear in person, she just let him handle everything. He had a deposition that Stacy dictated and signed in California and sent by that lawyer to the one here to present before the court thus making all the steps nice and legal and quick. She asked for very little, except her good jewelry and some clothes, which I had boxed and sent by UPS to Laura’s house. I was trying, as per my lawyer’s advice, to be as civilized as I could be in my gut wrenching situation. I don’t really know if Stacy and Laura realize how they tore my heart out with what they did. I don’t think I’ll ever know the truth about how the whole ploy of getting Todd and Stacy together came about. Whose idea it was and who put the plan into action? Was Stacy lied to about my feelings and actually believed that I was watching Todd feel of her naked tits and later enjoyed watching Todd fuck her with his large cock. Was Stacy told about the plan before and wanted to spend her vacation in California having Todd’s cock buried in her pussy? One thing Stacy could have done to make sure that I was okay with Todd fucking her was to come to me and hug me and ask if I was okay with it. But she never tried, which leads me to think that she didn’t care. She certainly did one thing that emphasized that she was enjoying herself by loudly telling Todd by the pool that first night for him to “put it in me” and then going to bed with him and spending the night. Then consider what Stacy did every night, yelling at Todd to “stretch my pussy and fill me full of your cum”. Never did she make any mention of spending any night in bed with me, her husband. Every night she was in the master bedroom in bed fucking Todd and screaming; so I guess I’d be sure to hear just how much pleasure she was having being fucked and loving his large cock filling her full of cum. ********** Six Months Home The divorce papers were sent to Stacy’s attorney in California and he got her to sign them in front of him and witnesses. He notarized the papers and returned them to my attorney for filing with the court. Now that my divorce from Stacy was finalized, I let Patrick know that I no longer needed or wanted any more movies of the three stooges: The Laura, Stacy and Todd show was officially canceled. I was sick of the whole spectacle. Patrick told me he was sorry how everything turned out. I told Patrick to thank the boys next door for me and tell them to just keep all the electronics I had paid for. Their cooperation was worth every penny I spent. ********** Seven Months Home I received a surprise package from Patrick in California with a DVD in it. Stacy and Laura had not yet realized that they were continuously on a mini cam and the neighbors continued to record and make DVD movies for them and their friends. It was good entertainment for a bunchy of horney young males and the price was right and it was true life. I sure as hell didn’t care. In fact, whenever I thought about it, I had to chuckle a little inside. Laura had bragged that she had told Stacy that the guys next door could see through the fence, and they both liked the fact that the young gentlemen could see them totally naked and committing sexual acts by the pool and would masturbate watching them. In a short letter he stated that he thought I might like to view this movie. So, I’ll bite and inserted it into my DVD player. As usual it was of Laura and Stacy naked around the pool, but no Todd. In fact, in watching the whole hour long movie, Todd was never in it. I was watching Stacy sitting in a deck chair talking to Laura with her back to me. Finally Stacy got up and walked towards the back sliding door. STACY’S BELLY WAS STICKING OUT! SHE WAS PREGNANT! Patrick my California computer nerd also printed and sent an 8by10 color print of that frame! I took that frame to my family doctor the next day and he estimated the bulge to be four to six months. I knew it wasn’t mine because the last time Stacy and I had intercourse she was on the pill and hadn’t gotten off them yet, plus that was before we went to California and she has now been there almost eight months. It wouldn’t surprise me if Todd was now gone due to the pregnancy; he didn’t seem to be the type to own up to any responsibility and take care of his child. This is the ultimate payback for wanton sexual activity with all dismissal of responsibility. Stacy and I had talked of having and raising children together and now she’s doing it all alone! Sometimes there are conseqences of your actions! |
The end of the school year was growing near. Brad, Jen, Liz and I were all studying for exams during the week and heading out to the bars on the weekend to relax. Brad was still blissfully unaware of the games of ‘truth or dare’ that Jen, Liz and I were playing. I felt bad for him, but at the same time, it was great fun to keep it a secret from him. Each week, Liz, Jen and I would get together for another round. The problem was that the game was becoming less of a game and more of a straight-up fuck-fest. No sooner had we all gotten alone that our clothes would get ripped off (if we’d even get that far) and we’d go at it wherever we were. I had no complaints, mind you. We were doing it everywhere. We’d done it in the shower (see part 1), in a club (see part 2), on Liz’s couch while her parents were home and in the next room, on a public bus, in a public pool, in Jen’s car, at the movies, in a bathroom restaurant (while Brad waited at the table), and other places I barely remember. One of the most memorable time, however, was the day that Jen had even given me head during one of our classes. The teacher had turned on a movie (damned if I remember which one) and dimmed the lights. I barely had to say a word and Jen unzipped my pants and went down on me immediately. I remember her smooth, wet tongue gliding up, down, and all around my throbbing cock. She bobbed up and down on me making soft slurping noises that were barely audible. Anna, the school dork, turned and saw us doing that and I nearly laughed. She was the kind of girl that would never get a boyfriend her entire life and would probably end up living with 57 cats. Well, she had heard those slurps and turned (probably to scold us) and saw Jen licking my dick and massaging my balls. The look on her face surprised me. I though for sure she’d scream and we’d get in shit, but instead her eyes rolled back and she put her hand down her pants and started rubbing herself! Jen kept bobbing up and down on my cock. She too had run her hand underneath her skirt to rub her pussy. She’d taken to going commando for occasions such as that day, and it was quite the turn on. Every so often she’d let out a soft moan of pleasure. When I was finally ready to come I pulled her upwards so that she could French me, I turned her over slightly so that I could be on top of her and I came all over her shirt. A tiny splatter had hit her chin, and her shirt was covered in my jizz (Anna came softly as I shot my load all over Jen). Jen then had to spend the next hour walking around school with jizz on her shirt after I dared her to do it. ---------- We had finally reached the last week of school – exam week… Brad had gotten a scholarship and once the exams were over, he was leaving town. So this was going to be the last week we would see him – probably forever. As such, we decided it was time to let him in on our secret. And we had the perfect plan. Our last exam of the week was going to be easiest. If anyone can look forward to an exam, the Life Management exam was the one. The teacher had assigned us a group presentation to do on anything that he had taught us during the year. The exam was to be graded based on the reaction of the class. If the class clapped or cheered, 100%. Otherwise, 0%. So basically everyone was assured of 100%. Because of his scholarship, Brad was pretty stressed about his exams. So one night when we were studying at my place, I winked at the girls and turned to Brad. “Truth or dare, Brad?” The look of bewilderment on Brad’s face was priceless as he looked up from his math books. “What?” he said, as though maybe he heard me wrong. “Truth or dare?” I repeated. Brad just stared blankly. “Look, Brad. Jen, Liz and I have been playing this game of ‘truth or dare’ for like 3 months now. We’ve dared each other to do some pretty stupid things, but also some fun things.” Brad looked at the girls and back at me. He clearly didn’t know what the hell I was talking about. “Anyways, we’ve noticed that you’ve been pretty stressed out about your scholarship and your exams, so we want to help you.” Brad was now thoroughly confused. He shook his head and said, “what does your help have anything to do with your game of ‘truth or dare’?” “Well, it has everything to do with it.” I smiled and looked at the girls, who just giggled. I looked back at Brad and continued, “you see, even though we are assured of 100% in the Life class, we still have to come up with some kind of presentation, right?” “Oh shit! Yeah! Oh man, I forgot!” Brad slapped his forehead with his hand as if punishing himself for forgetting it. I couldn’t really tell if Brad was being sarcastic, but I decided to continue anyways, “well, no worries. You see, Jen, Liz and I have a pretty good idea for it and we can come up with the presentation and you won’t have to do anything.” Brad looked relieved. “Wait,” he stopped. What does this have to do with your game?” “Well, basically I dare you to do whatever we tell you to do during that presentation.” Brad’s jaw dropped and I assured him, “don’t worry, we won’t make you do anything you’ll regret. Believe me, you’ll be happy you did it.” Brad was unsure. He didn’t seem to trust us totally with this (and rightfully so). He looked over at Liz. This wasn’t surprising since it was pretty obvious that he had a thing for her. And today, she was wearing a pretty short skirt that revealed the fact that she too, was not wearing panties. Brad had been shooting quick glances at her sitting on my bed with her legs open all night while he had shifted back and forth on his seat at my desk trying to hide his hard-on. Liz spread her legs innocently so he could get a good look and said in her most girly voice, “please?” Brad agreed. ---------- The day of the Life Management final came. As it turned out, we were the first to present that day. But before we could start, Liz had to duck out to the bathroom. Our teacher, Mr. Miller was understanding and let her go. Jen, Brad and I went up to the front of the class to wait for her to come back. We didn’t bring anything up with us which only succeeded in making Brad nervous. Mr. Miller looked at his watch and then up at us. Liz still hadn’t come back. “So, what’s your presentation on today? Gotta make sure you’re on topic.” Jen smiled broadly and replied matter-of-factly that we were going to talk about sex. Brad’s jaw dropped and Mr. Miller laughed. “Are you sure Brad’s up for that?” Brad smiled nervously, “Y-y-yessir. I-I-I was just surprised at how she – uh – said that.” Mr. Miller laughed again. Just then the school secretary came over the intercom and announced, “Mr. Miller can you come to the front desk please? Mr. Miller, front desk.” At the same time, Liz came strolling back into the classroom. So far so good… Mr. Miller had a look of confusion on his face and he got up to leave the room. Before he left he turned back to the class and said, “Listen, just start your presentation. I shouldn’t be long… If I miss it, I’ll ask the class for their opinion when I get back.” And with that, he turned and left, closing the door behind him. ---------- Since you’re not dummies, you’ve clearly guessed that we had something to do with him leaving. So let me explain how we did it… A couple of days before, I had gone over to this sex shop in the mall and bought a penis enlarging kit. Now, at first I was pretty embarrassed and didn’t know if I could do it. But then again, you have no idea the confidence you can get when offered a backseat blowjob by someone like Liz as a reward for doing so… Anyways, we enlisted the help of Anna (the dorky girl who saw Jen giving me head) to make sure the package got delivered to the school’s front desk addressed to Mr. Miller. In exchange for not telling her strict Mormon parents what she did in class, she readily agreed. Liz had left the class and called Anna on her cell-phone to make sure the package was delivered when our presentation started. Since the penis enlarger was not wrapped, Mr. Miller would have to spend a lot of time explaining it away before he would be able to come back to class. ---------- So there we were, the four of us in front of the class with no teacher. The rest of the class started talking amongst themselves, clearly disinterested in anything we were going to do up there. Brad looked relieved and turned to us whispering, “Good! Now we don’t have to do anything. The class will cheer when Mr. Miller comes back and that’ll be that.” He laughed happily. Jen laughed right back, “wrong! You agreed to a dare, and we’re doing the presentation. You’re the star!” Brad’s smile disappeared and he went white. Jen started off the presentation, “Ladies and gentlemen. Ladies and gentlemen! Today, we are doing a presentation on sex.” The class didn’t stop talking, but a few turned their heads for a quick look. “That’s right,” I continued. “And what is required for sex, you might ask? Well, the traditional act of sex (or intercourse) requires a man, and a woman.” With that, Liz stepped forward bringing a ghostly white Brad with her. “And what fine specimens we have here,” continued Jen. “The physical differences between a man and a woman are fairly evident. The man is usually larger and more muscular.” Liz leaned over to Brad, whispered something in his ear and managed to convince him to remove his shirt. A few people in class stopped talking and turned to look. This made Brad go a little pink in the face. I tried to stifle a laugh and continue our ‘presentation’, “As for the woman, she is usually much smaller and more curvy then the man. The main difference being, of course, the breasts.” At this, Liz removed her own shirt revealing to the class that she was not wearing a bra. Her large breasts sprang out and bounced as she threw her shirt to the floor. Now the entire class had stopped talking and was paying very close attention. Liz smiled and posed as some of the guys whistled and whooped. Brad was happy some of the attention was off him as I continued. “A woman will typically use these sensual curves to seduce her man.” Liz walked around Brad and jiggled her breasts for him. He coughed nervously. “Moving on, the next biggest difference between a man and woman is the genitalia. A woman’s reproductive organs are stored on the inside and are accessed via the vagina.” At this, Liz removed her skirt. Since she still wasn’t wearing panties, her freshly shaved pussy was on display for everyone. More whistles and hoots came from the guys in the class. “As you can see, sometimes, the woman will groom her private areas so as to further stimulate the male.” Jen continued, “The man, on the other hand, carries his reproductive organs on the outside.” Liz leaned over and slowly undid Brad’s pants. She looked seductively into Brad’s eyes while he shook nervously and blushed a little more red. Liz slid Brad’s pants and boxers down and off, leaving him naked in front of the class. The class went a bit silent. Now, I must admit, I was a bit surprised myself. Brad was clearly too nervous to get it up at the moment, so he stood there, flaccid. But just the same, he was packing quite the sausage. Liz was still on her knees in front of him and was quite shocked to see this dong that looked like it belonged on a donkey staring her in the face. Then suddenly, all the girls in the class began to whoop and holler, cheering at Brad’s package. Brad, who had gone beet-red was clearly relieved and indeed had started to get some courage in him as he flexed for the now captive audience which only hooted more enthusiastically. Jen continued with the lesson, “in order to perform the act of sex, both the man and the woman need to become aroused. For the man, arousal is immediately noticeable by means of an erect penis.” Jen waved her hand towards Brad’s manhood which was still flaccid. I looked over at Jen and she looked back at me. We had not expected Brad to be flaccid when staring at a completely naked Liz. I smiled back at Jen and adlibbed, “sometimes, in order to arouse the man, the woman will perform various actions so as to facilitate the arousal of the penis.” At this I looked down at Liz who smiled back eagerly. “The most common act the woman will perform is felacio.” Brad – clearly into the whole thing now – nodded his head in approval as Liz looked up at him seductively. She grasped his dick in her hand and began to stroke it gently. She then ran her tongue up his thigh sending shivers down Brad’s spine. Liz continued to run her tongue along the inside of Brad’s thigh until she reached his balls. She lifted Brad’s dick up higher into the air and gently sucked on each of his nuts. Brad’s head shot backwards in ecstasy as his cock began to wake. Liz let go of Brad’s dick and began to stroke it with her tongue instead. Brad’s dick continued to grow larger and larger as she did this. His cock was now gleaming with Liz’s saliva in the classroom light. Brad let out a soft moan. Liz took this as a sign and leaned upwards. She took Brad’s dick full-bore into her mouth and began to bob back and forth, lashing her tongue all around his head. The class was unexpectedly silent. Most everyone leaned forward on their desks to get a better view. The class was completely enthralled and obviously enjoying what they were seeing. Even the prissy Catholic girl, Mary was watching – mouth open and wide-eyed – from the front row. In completely contrast, Christine (the school’s head cheerleader) squirmed uncomfortably in her seat at the back of the class. Liz continued to bob back and forth on Brad’s dick. Her hair was flying as she did this. Her lips were pursed around his cock as she glided up and down the shaft. She looked seductively into Brad’s eyes. Brad reached down and grabbed the top of her head and began to pump his dick in and out of her mouth. Liz ran her hands across Brad’s chest and took whatever he gave her. She rocked back and forth while Brad pumped in and out for about a minute until Liz finally removed herself from Brad’s grasp and stood up. “Obviously, the man is not the only one that needs to become fully aroused before a good sexual act can occur,” I continued winking at Brad. Liz moved over to Mr. Miller’s desk and sat down. She spread her legs so as to allow the entire class to see her pussy. She reached down with her hand to spread her pussy lips. “The fastest way to lubricate a woman is to provide her with oral sex also.” Brad shot a look at me and then over to the attentive audience. He looked over at Liz who was now rubbing her finger around her clit. This time, Brad did not hesitate. He turned his back to the class and dropped to his knees between Liz’s legs. He tongued her pussy furiously while she continued to finger her click. Brad was clearly a professional pussy licker. He shot his tongue in and out of her pussy while spelling out the alphabet on her clit. He hummed softly while he did this to add extra vibration. Liz was in heaven. Her eyes had rolled back into her head and her head had fallen backwards, her hair swaying gently. Brad ran his hands up her thighs while he continued to run his tongue all over Liz’s pussy. When his hands had reached her sexy, hairless mound, he slowly inserted two fingers into her pussy. His tongue then concentrated on her clit. His other hand circled Liz’s anus which obviously shot shivers down her spine as she arched her back and groaned loudly. The class, if possible, were now leaning ever further over their desks. Mary, the prissy Catholic girl had now put her right hand down into her tan khakis and had begun to rub her pussy. Her eyes closed with a look of pleasure on her face, but she opened them back up quickly so as to see what was going on. At the very back of the class, Christine had suddenly got up and gone over to the desk beside her. She was now giving head to Justin (the school’s chess club president). Justin was so surprised about what was going on that he dared not move in case Christine realized what she was doing. Along with his look of utter surprise, he also had a look of total pleasure as Christine’s head bobbed up and down in his lap. I heard a loud moan, looked back at Liz and Brad and saw that Brad had now inserted his index finger into Liz’s anus. Brad continued to run his tongue up and down Liz’s clit while pounding her pussy with his fingers and fucking her asshole with the fingers from his other hand. Jen then continued with the lesson once more, “once both the man and woman have become fully aroused – as demonstrated here,” she waved at Liz and Brad, “the actual act of sex can occur.” This time, Brad needed to guidance, he got up off his knees and stood up. Liz still had her legs wide open and was thus giving the audience quite the view of her now, dripping cunt. She rolled herself off the desk and stood beside him. Liz then turned Brad around and threw him onto Mr. Miller’s desk. Brad’s sizable cock stood straight up in the air like a flag pole (at this, most of the girls – including Mary – hooted with enjoyment). Liz clambered up on top of Brad and positioned herself above his throbbing cock. As if in anticipation, most of the class leaned forward even more, mouths open. Brian, one of the guys near the back of the class fell out of his desk as he did so. One of the girls next to him, Cindy, laughed at him, but then quickly gasped as she saw his above average cock sticking out of the zipper of his jeans. She very quickly threw herself on top of him and began to kiss him passionately while she grasped his cock in her hand. Turning back to Liz, I saw that she was also kissing Brad passionately. She slowly lowered herself onto his dick, moaning with pleasure once it had penetrated her. Her pussy juiced dripped down Brad’s cock and down over his balls. Liz lowered herself further and further until her pussy completely swallowed Brad’s dick. Liz then began to gyrate back and forth on Brad’s lap while lifting herself up and down. Brad moaned with pleasure. Liz continued to pound herself against Brad. Quicker and quicker she went as she got closer and closer to orgasm. Brad grasped Liz’s waist and guided her movements against him. Looking back at the class, I was Mary still had her hand down her pants while furiously massaging her pussy. Her eyes were bulging out of her head, she was concentrating so hard. Near the back of the class, Cindy was now giving Brian head as he lay on the floor with his arms crossed behind his head. He was clearly enjoying himself, and indeed, so was she. And at the very back of the class, Christine had now mounted Justin and was pounding herself against his lap like a bull-rider. She moaned very loudly and swung her head backwards with pleasure as her long blond hair swayed with her every motion. Liz was now grinding herself quicker than ever. She emitted a small scream each time her pussy pounded against Brad’s lap. Seeing that Liz was close to the end, but not wanting to finish her off just yet, Brad sat up and removed Liz from his cock. He grabbed her by the arms and threw her down onto her back, right onto Mary’s desk (who gasped and fell backwards in her chair). Brad spread Liz’s legs open and looked down at Liz’s pussy and his throbbing cock. His dick was literally dripping with her pussy juices. He looked into Liz’s eyes and moved forward. But instead of putting his cock back inside her cunt, he shoved it hard up and into her ass. Liz screamed with pleasure. She grabbed the sides of the desk for leverage and allowed herself to be ravaged. Mary had clearly lost all her inhibitions and had gone back to rubbing her pussy under her khakis. She looked down at the naked mess on her desk and slowly reached her other hand up until she touched Liz’s breast. Liz moaned with pleasure as if inviting Mary to continue – which is exactly what Mary did. Mary now grasped Liz’s breast firmly and – if possible – rubbed her own clit more furiously than ever. Liz opened her eyes and stared at Mary who stared back, longingly. Liz reached around and grabbed the back of Mary’s head pulling her downwards. They kissed a long and passionate kiss. Tongues battled for supremacy as spit was exchanged between them. Near the back of the class Brian could no longer suppress the pleasure Cindy’s blowjob was giving to him. He grabbed the sides of her head, thrust his dick further into her mouth and exploded with a loud grunt. He thrust several times while she stayed still and took every last drop. After a few seconds she lifted her head up off his crotch and showed him the cum still in her mouth. He smiled as she swallowed it for him. He buttoned up and they both sat in their desks. Presumably without a care in the world, Cindy lit up a cigarette. Still further back, Justin was showing surprising stamina. He had now ripped Christine’s shirt down the middle revealing her braless chest and was rolling his tongue around her nipples. This was clearly more than she could take. Her head shot back and she screamed out her orgasm, “Yes! Yes! YES!!!” she screamed pounding harder than ever against Justin’s lap. Back with Brad, he was clearly getting closer to his own orgasm as he watched Mary and Liz French-kiss in front of him while Mary also massaged each of Liz’s breasts and rubbed her own pussy aggressively. But again, to my surprise, it was Liz who could not longer suppress the pleasure. The combination of the dick pounding her ass and the lesbian pleasure Mary was giving her was too much for her to handle. Liz shook violently as her orgasm came over her. She broke the kiss and screamed as though being murdered. She ground herself harder against Brad’s cock and Mary groped Liz’s breasts more enthusiastically. Sweat was now dripping from Liz’s forehead as her orgasm subsided. Brad’s brow was now also beginning to sweat as it was clear that he was about to explode. I looked over at Jen and nodded. Jen took the queue and continued with the presentation. “The most important part about sex is thinking ahead. If you don’t want to get pregnant, you’ll want to take precautions. Now obviously, since Brad is giving Liz anal sex, it is not possible for her to get pregnant. This is always an option. Another option is to use birth control or a condom – both if you want to be absolutely sure.” Jen looked over at Brad who was not paying any attention to her at all. “The final, and sexiest way to avoid pregnancy, it to make sure you do not ejaculate inside of her.” Brad seemed to have heard this last statement as he pulled his cock out of Liz’s ass. He came almost immediately. There was so much cum it was incredible. The whole class gasped as he spewed cum all up and down Liz’s body, up onto her face and even onto the empty desk behind her. Even Mary got hit with the blast. The cum dripped down her cheek and her chin. She looked incredibly happy. Brad, on the other hand, was completely drained. He fell to the floor with his back against Mr. Miller’s desk. In the back of the class, Justin followed suit. He jumped up off his chair, throwing Christine onto her back on his desk. He grabbed his dick in his hands, moved up towards her face and came. He groaned with pleasure as shot after shot of cum drenched Christine’s face. She smiled widely and licked the cum from her lips. Justin fell back into his chair, exhausted, zipping up his jeans. However, unlike everyone else, Mary was not done. She leaned downwards and began to lick up all of Brad’s cum off Liz’s chest. She ran her tongue up and down Liz’s body paying special attention to her nipples. Liz had a look of surprise, but decided to let her continue. Once all of the cum had been cleaned off of Liz, She leaned over and kissed Liz passionately. Liz returned the favor, both with the kiss, and with the cum. She turned Mary’s head and slowly licked off every last bit of cum from Mary’s face. After Liz had finished, Mary suddenly shot upright in her chair. She rubbed her fingers furiously around her clit until finally she came so hard that her scream could have woken the dead! Unbelievably, Mary was a squirter! As she came, the crotch of her khakis were immediately drenched! She didn’t care though, she continued to cum loudly, a small puddle forming on the floor beneath her chair as her juices shot through her pants. After Mary had finished, the entire class went completely silent… Brad and Liz got up and started getting dressed again while the class merely stared on in silence. Finally, after a few minutes, the entire class erupted with cheers! Hoots and hollers from the entire class filled the room as though their favorite team had just won a championship. Suddenly Mr. Miller opened the door and came strolling back into the room. He looked a little non-plussed (not surprising since he probably had to explain why a penis enlarger had been delivered to him at school). Hearing the cheers, he stopped suddenly and looked at the class and back up at us. Both Brad and Liz were now completely dressed and standing in the same spot they had when he had left. The situation looked perfectly normal. The cheers died down as he opened his mouth to speak. “Well,” he started, “clearly it was good presentation.” He looked around the class at his students. All with a look as if though they had just seem a major celebrity. As Mr. Miller looked around the room, his eyes stopped on Christine at the back of the class. Her shirt was ripped, exposing her left breast and her face was still covered in cum. Mr. Miller’s jaw dropped, “And what – pray tell – happened to you?” Christine answered very coolly, “well, I wanted to put on some face cream, but when I reached down to my purse, I ripped my shirt on the desk. I was just putting the cream on when you walked in.” At this, she began to smear the cum around her face as if applying cream. When Mr. Miller looked away, she began to lick the cum off her hands while staring at Justin seductively. Mr. Miller then sniffed at the air. “Has someone been smoking?” No one answered. Cindy had long since finished her cigarette and was now sitting innocently at her desk as though nothing happened. Brian simply smiled. Mr. Miller then turned his gaze to Mary. He noticed her soaked crotch and the puddle under her chair. “Mary?” he asked, “What happened to you? Did you have an accident?” He sounded sympathetic. “No,” she answered quickly. “Actually, the presentation was so good that I came.” Mr. Miller’s jaw dropped with total surprise. I must admit, I was not expecting that kind of statement coming from Mary, that’s for sure. Mr. Miller looked back at us almost suspiciously. “Well,” he started, “100% for you guys I guess.” |
This is the sequel to 'Slut School 1' Here I was, dressed in my fuck-me clothes, walking into a crowded bar, which Julia tells me is a pick-up joint. My husband, Ralph, had a firm grip of my arm. Was he worried that I might chicken out? Even a week ago I would not have dared to be seen in public dressed like this. I was wearing bright red high heels, my legs were bare, my shorts were so tight that you could see the shape of my pussy – Julia tells me that that is called a camel toe – and my top was a singlet with extra large armholes, which meant that from the side you could see my bare breasts, almost all the way to my areolae. Ralph wanted me to become a slut, and he had employed Julia to train me, although Julia preferred to say that she was trying to release my inner slut. Whatever! My first session with Julia and her two live-in lovers had gone very well – so well that Ralph and I had been fucking like rabbits ever since. Now I was to experience being hit on by randy males in this pick-up joint. When we got inside Julia and her two lovers, Jules and Jim, were already at the bar, with drinks in front of them. Thank goodness that I knew somebody in this bewildering scene! After greeting our friends and ordering drinks we stood for a moment chatting. I looked around the room and realised that I was not the only woman dressed provocatively. Short skirts and skimpy tops were pretty common. Their was huge variety, but, if there was a common theme, it was a lot of bare skin. One woman seemed to be the exception to this rule; she was wearing a full length skirt, but then I saw her move and I realised that her skirt was composed of 4 separate panels which hung together like a normal skirt while she was still but revealed her legs, all the way to her panties when she moved. The outfit that I admired the most consisted of a tiny pleated skirt and two pasties which were somehow attached to her nipples and covered little more than her nipples. She was barefoot when I spotted her, but there was a pair of high heels lying close by. Then the band started playing and Jules asked me to dance with him. As we danced he held me very close. He had his hands through the extra-large armholes of my singlet and was rubbing his hands up and down my bare back. He pressed his body against mine. “Jules? Why is your cock so hard, pressing against me? Am I really that sexy?” “Rosemary, you are the sexiest woman in the room, without any exaggeration, but also Julia has said that you will be begging Jim and me to fuck you within a few weeks, maybe even sooner, and it was the thought of fucking you that got me so hard. I hope that you are not offended?” “Not at all. In fact I'm flattered.” And I kissed him on the lips, right there in the middle of the dance floor. He responded by moving his right hand to squeeze my naked nipple, under my barely-existent top. “Oh! Jules! Thank you.” And I kissed him again, more aggressively this time. Just then the music stopped so we made our way back to the bar through the crowd of other dancers. Jules still had his hand on my bare back under my top. As we moved through the crowd I felt several hands grab my bum briefly as we passed all sorts of men. Ralph and Julia had been dancing too and they arrived back at our spot, that Jim had been guarding, just before us. I noticed how comfortable Ralph and Julia were with each other. I knew that in the past, they had been fuck buddies. Should I be jealous? But my session with Julia, Jules and Jim three nights ago had been so good. And Ralph had sent me to that. I decided that if I was to fuck Jules and Jim then it was OK for Ralph and Julia to fuck too. I knew that I could never explain this logic to my parents; I never intended to try to explain it to them, but it seemed to be the logic that my new husband applied. The cold beer that I was drinking was a relief after the hot dance floor, even if we had been caressing each other more than dancing. I had barely finished my first glass and was asking Ralph to get me a refill, when someone tapped me on the shoulder and asked me to dance. I was ready to tell him 'No thank you.' when I turned toward him. He was stunning. Tall, obviously fit and muscular, with a gentle smile on his face. Without a hesitation I stepped up to him and was led onto the floor. As we danced he slipped his hands inside my top and rubbed my bare back. “Please don't do that.” “Why not? You were obviously enjoying it during the last dance.” “Yes. But Jules is a friend.” I called Jules a friend? I'd only met him 3 days ago. Was he a friend because I had stroked his cock for 10 minutes, then watched him and Jim fuck Julia? Was he a friend because Julia had fucked my husband (and probably would again soon) and Jules was Julia's live-in lover? No. I decided that I had called Jules a friend because I already found that I was comfortable having physical contact with him. My first session with Julia had already had that effect on me! “I'd like to be your friend too, and give you pleasure the way that he did.” “But I don't even know your name.” “That's easily fixed. I'm Sam.” “I'm Rosemary. Pleased to meet you.” This time, when he slipped his hands back under my skimpy top to stroke my back, I just pulled him tight against me, a manoeuvre which pressed an obviously hard cock against my lower body. How flattering for a girl! I think that I am going to enjoy becoming a slut. When he moved one hand from my back to my breast and squeezed my nipple, I just moaned and rested my head on his shoulder. We danced like that until the end of the number, but when it finished I pulled away from him and started toward our little group at the bar. “Rosemary! Wait! Can I buy you a drink? Can we get to know each other? I'd really like to be your friend.” “Well, OK, but I need to tell you that my husband is here and that I will be going home with him tonight. Do you still want to buy me that drink?” “Yes. Of course. What will it be?” “I'd love a large, cold beer. I'm so hot!” “Thank you Sam. ... Oh! That really hit the spot.” “So Rosemary. I don't get it. You're a beautiful woman dressed to draw attention to yourself. The room is full of beautiful women dressed to draw attention to themselves, although none of them is as beautiful as you. But I'd bet you anything that you are the only one who arrived here with her husband and is planning to leave with her husband.” “My husband wanted me to go out with him, dressed like this. I guess that this must be the only place in this city where I can feel comfortable showing off my body to strangers. We've only been married a few weeks and he is trying to gently break down my inhibitions.” The band started up again and Sam took me back to the dance floor. He immediately slipped his left hand inside my singlet, stroking my bare back, and soon after he was squeezing my left nipple with his right hand again. I just moaned and pulled my body against his. I was pleased to note that his cock was as hard as before. As we danced I caught a glimpse of Ralph and Julia dancing very close together, I was pretty sure that Ralph could see where Sam's hands were on my body. Then I saw through a gap in the crowd that Ralph had his hand on Julia's bare arse, with her short skirt pushed up above her waist. 'Is what's good for the goose good for the gander?' I wondered. Just then Ralph caught my eye and winked at me. I winked back. Sam led me back to where we had been sitting before, but one of our chairs had vanished, so he simply sat on the remaining one and pulled me onto his lap. He still had one hand inside my top, stroking my bare back. The other hand was sliding up my thigh. When he got close to my pussy I was about to tell him to stop, but then I remembered Ralph's hand on Julia's bare arse, and I said nothing. As Sam caressed my pussy through the thin material of my shorts, I wished that I had worn a short skirt without panties instead of shorts, but when his thumb started to caress my clit I forgot all regrets and just soaked up the feeling. When my orgasm hit me I pressed my open mouth against Sam's mouth in an attempt to muffle my scream. As my orgasm subsided I realised that there was now a large wet patch in the crotch of my shorts. “Hello Sam. I see that you've already made my wifes acquaintance.” “Ralph! I never thought that you were the marrying kind.” “I wasn't until I met Rosemary and fell in love with her. Rosemary, Julia and I thought that it was time for us to leave. Julia's coming home with us tonight. Are you ready to go?” “Do we have to leave? I was just getting to know Sam here.” “Why don't you invite Sam home too. We'll all have another drink and get to know each other even better. How about it, Sam?” So we all ended up in a taxi together, headed for our place. We all crowded into the back seat, so I ended up sitting on Sam's lap again and Julia sat on Ralph's lap. Sam slid one hand down inside my shorts searching for my clit. To make it easier for him I lifted my bum up and slid my shorts down to the top of my thigh. Meanwhile Ralph had slid his hand up Julia's thigh exposing her cunt to Sam and me (and the driver?). “Where are Jules and Jim?” I asked. “They went home early. When you and Sam hooked up, they lost interest and decided to get an early night.” As Ralph finger fucked Julia and Sam finger fucked me I knew that soon I would be watching my husband fucking Julia and they would watch Sam fucking me. Nothing else seemed to matter. I was fast becoming the slut that Ralph had wished for. To be continued in Slut School 3 |
“I should be feeling guilty” I thought to myself as my cock pumped in and out of her cunt. But I didn't, I just felt ecstatic. It felt so good to be fucking again. About one year ago my wife, Wendy, had stopped having sex with me. I had tried to discuss it with her. She couldn't explain it to me but she had definitely lost all interest in sex with me. It had been almost one year since I had fucked her, and I hadn't fucked anyone else, either. The cunt that I was pumping into belonged to Suzie, Wendy's baby sister. Suzie came to live with us after a fight with her boyfriend. It was something about him ordering her to fuck two of his friends. She would have fucked them if he had asked her nicely, but she did not like his macho attitude when he tried to order her to fuck them. I think that, maybe, there were other issues before this particular confrontation. “I don't need a pimp.” she told him, and grabbed her car keys, her phone and her wallet and raced out of the house. When she arrived at our place, she was wearing a long T-shirt, nothing else. She begged us to take her in, and of course we did. For one thing she was Wendy's sister, that worked for Wendy, for another she was cute and sexy as hell, that worked for me. The next morning, Suzie needed to go to work, but she had no clothes to wear. She ended up borrowing clothes from Wendy, which fit her pretty well, except that there was no way that Suzie could wear one of Wendy's bras; they were at least two sizes too small! “Fuck it! I've always thought I'd like to give up wearing a bra, This is my moment of truth.” The movement of her unrestrained breasts under her borrowed top had me mesmerised. I'm afraid that Suzie caught me staring. Fuck it. It was a magic moment. When Suzie came home from work, that first day, she went to her room (our spare bedroom) and reappeared wearing only the T-shirt that she had been wearing when she arrived at our place. I guessed that she wasn't wearing panties. I was surprised, but pleased, that Wendy did not comment on Suzie's wantonness. I certainly liked what I saw. Wendy cooked a great meal, which we washed down with a special bottle of wine to celebrate Suzie's coming to live with us. Then we all moved into the living room to watch TV, but after half an hour Wendy excused herself and went off to bed. I was a bit surprised at Wendy's going to bed so early, but since that left me alone with her beautiful younger sister, I didn't say anything. Almost straight away, Suzie got up from her chair and sat in my lap. Of course my hands started to explore her young body. Before long Suzy pulled her shirt off over her head, giving me access to her naked body. (I was right about no panties.) My hands moved over her beautiful, smooth skin, exploring her sexy, young body, until one hand found its way to her breast, squeezing her nipple, while the other hand lodged in her crotch, stroking up and down her slit, slipping a finger into her cunt, and playing with her swollen clit. If I had any doubts that Suzie was enjoying what we were doing, the kiss that she planted on my lips convinced me that all was well. Shortly after she stood up, pulled me to my feet and led me to her bedroom. She sat on her bed and pulled me to her. Within seconds my jeans and underpants were around my ankles. I stepped out of them and kicked them away. Suzie lay back on her bed, pulling me on top of her. I slid into her cunt easily because she was already very wet. That's when I had the thought that I should be feeling guilty. After all my wife was in the next bedroom and here I was fucking her baby sister. I was loving it. Some time in the middle of the night I was awakened by the main light being turned on. I opened my eyes and saw my wife, dressed only in her panties, her normal night ware, peering at me. I struggled to remember who was the naked body pressed against my equally naked body. Oh! Shit! It was Suzie! Then, to my utter amazement, Wendy bent over me, kissed me on the cheek, and whispered, “Go back to sleep.” Then she left the room, switching off the light as she left. Next morning I woke and found Suzie's naked body still pressed against mine. I needed to pee, so slipped out of bed, leaving Suzie asleep. With great trepidation I went into our bedroom, wondering what Wendy was going to say, but she was already gone from the bed. In our en suite, I found evidence that Wendy had showered recently. I had a pee and a shower, then, back in our bedroom, slipped on a pair of shorts. I followed the smells of coffee brewing and bacon cooking to the kitchen. I was surprised to find Wendy, naked, in the kitchen. “Good morning, sleepy head. I hope that you don't mind, but when we were growing up, our family were always all naked on Sunday. In hot weather we would spend the day in and around the pool, but even in the depths of winter we would all be naked in front of a roaring fire. I just hope that it will remind Suzie of happier times if we revive that custom. Would you mind taking your shorts off, honey?” Here I was expecting her to say something about my fucking her sister. Instead she wanted me naked to make her sister feel more at home! Who was I to argue? I slid my shorts down and kicked them aside. “About last night ...” I stammered. “Yes. About last night. I'm glad that you and Suzie fucked. I know that I haven't given you any release for months now. When I saw you two naked and pressed against each other, I realised that this could be the solution to my problem. You see, I've been worried that you would stray and fuck some stranger. I've been watching for the signs for ages now. I'm impressed that you apparently have not gone behind my back in all this time.” “I do love you, you know. It hasn't been easy, but I've clung to the hope that we would some day go back to fucking again.” “I'm afraid that that is not going to happen. However, if you and Suzie continue to be lovers, and we all live together here and all love each other, then I think that that would be my ideal solution.” “You want me to continue fucking your sister?” “Yes. Don't you think that that would work?” “Sure. It would work for me. But Suzie shouldn't be stuck with an old bloke like me. She should be fucking someone nearer her own age.” “Why shouldn't I be stuck with you, Dick?” Suzie was standing, naked, in the doorway. Beside her on the floor was her big T-shirt. Apparently she had discarded it when she saw that Wendy and I were both naked. “I don't know. I'm a good deal older than you. Wouldn't you rather fuck some young stud who would be able to fuck you 3 or 4 times each night?” “Two things. (1)You'll remember that I came on to you last night, although I must say that you were very easy to seduce. (2) You are a great fuck; I can't imagine anyone better. So Wendy, how come you and Dick don't fuck anymore? You're missing something wonderful.” “I can't explain it Suzie. I do love Dick. I just don't want to fuck him or anyone else. I was terrified before you turned up that Dick would soon go looking for someone else, and then I would lose him. When I went to bed early last night I was praying that you two would fall into each other's arms. The ideal solution, from my point of view would be if the three of us lived here together, and you two continued to fuck.” “And that wouldn't make you jealous?” Suzie asked. “No. Last night, late I came into your bedroom and saw you two naked and pressed against each other. It made me happy to see you like that. I did miss having Dick sleep beside me, but that is the only slight difficulty that I had, knowing that you were in bed together.” “Would it work if we all three slept in the same bed? Or would the bed bouncing whenever we fucked be disturbing for you?” Suzie asked, rather cheekily, I thought. “I would like it if we all slept together. I don't want you to ever be embarrassed to fuck, suck, kiss, touch each other whether I'm there or not. I want to watch you sometimes doing all of those things. I think that I am becoming interested in sex again, but only as a voyeur. So, no, the bed bouncing would not upset me at all – it might be a signal for me to turn on the light and watch. I hope that that would be OK with both of you?” I was stunned by all this. I didn't know what to think, except that it seemed that Wendy was OK with my fucking Sally, more than OK really, and Sally seemed happy about that too. I decided to test the water. By now I was seated at the kitchen table and Sally was close to me. I reached out and grabbed Sally's hand and pulled her closer to me. Sally is short and I'm tall, so her nipple was at the right height for me to suck on. I licked her nipple, then started to suck on it. I half expected her to pull away, instead she put her hand on the back of my head and held me against her. After I had been sucking happily for a few minutes I was disappointed when she pulled back from me, but only briefly because she pushed the other nipple into my mouth. Meanwhile Wendy just continued piling fried eggs, fried tomato, bacon and toast onto 3 plates and placing them on the table. “You guys had better come and eat your breakfasts. I think that Dick is going to want to make up for all the fucking that he has missed out on over the past year, which means that you'll both need to eat a big breakfast to keep your strength up.” Over breakfast Sally told me: “You've already cum in my cunt. I want you to fill my arsehole and my mouth to make it a trio.” “I can't wait to see Dick fucking you in the arse, Sally.” This from my wife that had never let me fuck her arsehole! So that's what we did first after breakfast. “I'll get the lube.”, my wife volunteered. She came back with a tube of KY and passed it to me. I smeared some on my cock which was already rigid and bouncing in front of me. Then Wendy took the tube and pressed some lube into Sally's arsehole. Yet again, I was amazed at my wife's action. Sally lent over the kitchen table and Wendy spread Sally's arse cheeks for me. Wow! Wendy really was into my fucking her sister! I pushed in a little way, fairly easily, then paused for Sally to relax. “OK, Dick, you can push your big cock into me now. Aaaahhh!” I was in heaven and, to judge by the noises that she was making, so was Sally. I was pushing in and out and she was pushing back to meet me. Wendy reached under Sally and started diddling her sister's clit. Suddenly Sally was having a magnificent orgasm. I could feel that her cunt was spasming and started to pump my next load into her bowel. “OK. In my mouth is next. However, first we need to take a shower together and while we are doing that I want to make sure your cock is clean again. Come on.” To my surprise, Wendy came with us; the three of us crowded together into the small shower stall. I found it quite erotic having two naked wet female bodies pressed against mine. Sally's attention to the cleanliness of my cock, on top of all the other erotic stimuli that I was receiving, had me sporting a full erection again before I got out of the shower. Without bothering to dry ourselves, Sally threw a towel on the floor and knelt on it in front of me. She took the head of my cock into her mouth and I felt her tongue exploring the underside. Wendy, still as wet as Sally and me, just stood there and watched. The feeling was incredible, made even more so by my wife watching closely. With a huge moan, I squirted my next load into Sally's mouth. Sally showed Wendy and me her mouth filled with my cum. Then swallowed and showed us that her mouth was now empty. I was in seventh heaven; after a year of going without any sex I was suddenly getting as much as I could handle. Sally and Wendy both seemed to be happy about this turn of events, too. |
I heard the front door open and shut. I stopped the video that I was watching on my computer screen and looked at my watch. It was 2:15 am on Saturday morning. “Hello. How come you're still up? You're usually in bed asleep when I get home on Friday night.” “I've got something that I have to show you.” “Can't it wait until tomorrow? I'm very tired.” “I really want to show you this.” “Why? What is it?” “It's a surveillance video taken last Friday night in room 14 at the Seaview Motel. You are the star.” “It can't be. How did you obtain that?” “Never mind how I got it. Watch a bit and tell me that it's really you.” I started the video. The camera was looking down from the ceiling at Grace, my wife, who was lying naked on a bed. A naked man moved on top of her and started fucking her. “There are 7 hours of you being fucked by one, two and three men at a time. I haven't seen tonight's video yet but I've spoken to a man who has. He tells me that it is the same as last week's, except that many of the men are different, except for the one who was alone with you for the first half hour. His name is David Brown and he works where you do. You've been refusing to let me fuck you for 3 months now. Why did you bother coming home? I don't get it?” “You're my husband. This is our home. How did you get this video?” “It does not matter how I got it. It cost me a lot of money. The fact is that I know it's true and you know it's true. Do you have anything that you want to tell me?” Instead of speaking she burst into tears. “I've moved all your stuff into the spare bedroom. You can sleep there tonight. I don't want to share my bed with a whore, a whore who wont even let me fuck her.” Her crying became louder. “No!” sob “John. Let me explain.” sob sob. “It started months ago. As you know, I used to go out with the girls from work on Friday nights. I hoped that you thought that that was where I was tonight. One night David came with us. I think that he must have been plying me with more drinks than I'm used to because somehow we ended up in a room at the motel, with him fucking me. “I felt guilty next morning, but promised myself that it would never happen again. That's what I thought! On the following Friday afternoon he informed me that if I did not let him fuck me again that night then he would tell you about the first time.” “That's blackmail!” “Yes it is. But I couldn't let him tell you, so I went with him again to the motel. The next week he wanted me to fuck a friend of his, too. When I agreed that gave him even more power over me. He kept blackmailing me with more and more degrading things that he forced me into. He made me let him fuck my arsehole next. You know that I had never done anal before. Then I had to suck his cock and swallow his cum, something else that I had never done. Then his friend fucked my cunt while David fucked my arse. “Then about 3 months ago he started pimping me to a series of men every Friday night. I got worried that I would catch an STD because none of them used a condom. I complained about this to David. 'What', I asked him, 'if I catch an STD and pass it on to my husband? You wont be able to blackmail me any more after he finds out about my being your whore.' Do you know what he replied? 'You'd better stop fucking your husband, hadn't you?' That's when we stopped having sex.” “Fuck, Grace, what a mess! ” “So, where can we go from here?” “Well, we each have to decide if we want to remain married. I'm not at all sure that I want to be married to a whore, which is what you've become. What do you want?” “I really want to continue to be your wife. I've really hated cheating on you and I've really regretted cutting you off. Can we get back together? Please?” “Well, now that I have found out what a whore you've become, David wont be able to blackmail you any more, provided, that is, that I know everything that he has on you. Are there things that you need to tell me?” “Since he started pimping me, he's been giving me about $500 every week.” “Over 3 months, that's a lot of money. Where is it?” “I opened a new bank account, and hid it there. If you knew how much money I had you'd have been suspicious. I'll give you all that money. It will pay for your private detective.” “Thanks. Anything else that I should know.” “Well ...” “Grace. I need to know everything, or else we are finished as husband and wife.” “Oh dear! I really enjoyed the sex. I loved being forced to do things, like being fucked in the arse or swallowing cum, anyone's cum. I really loved a DP with one in my cunt and one in my arse, or one in my mouth and one in my cunt, or … You get the picture.” “It sounds to me as if you have to make a choice. Do you want to continue to be David's whore, in which case I'll divorce you and you can live very comfortably off the money that you will make as a whore.” “No! I want to be your wife again.” “Well, then. We'll both take Monday off from work. We'll go first to our GP to get you tested for STDs. I'm not going to fuck you again until I'm sure that you're clean. Then my private detective has given me the details of a criminal lawyer. We'll go to see her, after the GP. Blackmail is a serious crime. I'd like to see your pimp in gaol for a serious stretch. Of course, you'd have to give evidence against him. I think that I have to make that a condition of your continuing to be my wife. OK?” “Oh! Shit! That means that everyone will know about my being a whore. I'm not sure that I can do that.” “It's your choice. Take David to court, and give evidence against him, or divorce me. What will it be?” “Oh! Shit!” “If you enjoy being a whore more than being married, you have that option.” “You don't seem to care.” “I've had a hell of a shock. I'm not at all sure that I want to be married to you. However, if you'll make the sacrifice of giving evidence against David, I'll give our life together one more try.” “What about my addiction to rough sex and multiple partners.” “If I can fuck your cunt, arse and mouth in future, then maybe I can arrange to share you with another man, or men. But they will be men that I chose. Will you give evidence in court against David?” “Oh! Hell! My mother and my sisters will disown me. I guess I have no choice. I do want to continue to be your wife.” “Good. Then you'll take Monday off and go to the GP and the lawyer with me?” “Yes. OK. You know, you could fuck me with a condom on. That way, if I do have an STD, you would be protected. Are you going to pimp me?” “No. I'm not going to pimp you. But I might just use you as a hostess, to entertain clients who come to town to trade with me, and who need a little encouragement to close the deal. I'm not going to fuck you with a condom; I hate condoms. But I do need relief. For tonight and until we know that you are clean, I want you to masturbate me – often. And from now on, whenever we are at home alone, I want you to be naked.” “OK. I like that rule.” And she stood up and pulled her clothes off. It turned out that all she was wearing was a skirt, a blouse and high heels, so stripping did not take long. Her cunt and arse were swollen and red and there were dribbles of dried cum below each of them. “How many times were you fucked tonight?” “I did not keep a tally. Maybe 30 times. Why?” “I just wondered when I saw your swollen cunt lips and arsehole. Are you sore?” “Yes. A little. But I'll be OK.” She dropped to her knees in front of me, undid my jeans and pulled them down to my ankles, taking my briefs down too. Then she started to pump my cock. As she did she held the head just above her open mouth. This first time I only lasted a very short time before I was pumping my cum into her mouth. Although most of it went into her mouth some splashed onto her chin, then dropped onto one of her breasts. She showed me her cum-filled mouth, then made a show of swallowing it. Then she scooped up the remaining cum from her chin and breast and swallowed that too. “Holy shit! Grace!. I've never seen you do anything so erotic in all the time that we've been married. I think, just maybe, that I'm really going to like the new Grace.” To my amazement my cock was still rock hard. Probably the result of going without for 3 months and the erotic scene that Grace had just acted out for me. “If I do that again for you, can I sleep with you in OUR bed tonight.” Without waiting for my answer, she started pumping my cock again. I lasted a little longer this time, but soon I was squirting my second load of cum into Grace's mouth. “Wow! Thank you Grace. I'll be wanting more of that tomorrow. But come on, let's go to bed now.” “Together?” “Yes, together.” Surprisingly, despite all the turmoil in my life, I slept well, until about 9am when I was awoken by the front door bell. I quickly grabbed a towel from the bathroom and wrapped it around my waist on my way to answer the door bell. “Hello, Trevor, come on in.” “Hello, John. Shit! Watching your wife fucking for hours on end has me really randy. I'm going to have to go home and wank. Here is the evidence from last night.” He handed me a stack of DVDs. “Trevor, if I knew that Grace was free of STDs I'd ask you to help me fuck her. It seems that she has changed as a result of her whoring. She really craves a DP, and since I only have one cock I'll need to recruit someone who I trust to provide a second dick. When the doctor says that she's clean, will you be willing to help fuck her?” “You're serious aren't you? Fuck yes. I'll be willing to lend a hand … er … a dick.” “OK. In the mean time, Grace has been giving me relief by masturbating me in a magnificent way. You'll enjoy it much more than wanking yourself. Would you like to try it?” I could hear Grace doing something in the kitchen. “Grace. Would you come here please?” Grace came into the room, apparently unconcerned that she was naked in front of this stranger. The new Grace was different from the old one in so many ways. “Grace. This is Trevor. He's the private detective who has been spying on you. He's very randy from watching you last night. I want you to give him the relief that you gave me last night. When we know that you are clean, Trevor is one of the men that I will be recruiting to help me give you the DP that you so crave.” The happy grin on Grace's face told me that she was pleased by that news. Without saying anything she knelt in front of Trevor, undid his jeans and dropped jeans and briefs to his ankles and took hold of his rapidly growing dick. As she had done for me the night before, she held his cock head at the entrance to her mouth and stroked his cock with her hand. Like me last night Trevor was very highly aroused and only lasted a few minutes before he was pumping his cum into her open mouth. She showed Trevor her mouth full of his white cream, then turned to show me too before swallowing his cum and again showing each of us her now-empty mouth. “Wow! So you're not breaking up?” “No. We both think we can make a go of it, although it will be a very different marriage from the one that we used to have. In fact I think that I'm going to like the new Grace better than the old Grace. Grace had never done anything like that for me before last night. It turns out that David Brown was blackmailing her. We're going to see that lawyer that you told me about to take him to court for blackmail.” “How ironic, you want to punish him for making Grace a more sexual being.” “Yes. Well, I did not appreciate the three months that I didn't get any sex at all. I need to make sure that he no longer has control of Grace.” For the rest of that day I kept wondering if it was such a good idea insisting that Grace stay naked in the house; every time that I looked at her beautiful, naked body my dick stiffened. Grace was pretty good though. Whenever she noticed that I needed relief again, she came to me and masturbated me as before. She varied it a bit, instead of catching my cum in her mouth, she would have me splash it on her face or breasts. Then she would scoop it up with her fingers a swallow it all. “John. I think that we need to talk some more.” “Sure, Grace. What's on your mind?” “I really learnt to enjoy being a whore. Are you sure that you don't want to pimp me instead of David.” “No Grace. You had so many men fuck you over the 3 months that you were being pimped by David, that it will be a miracle if you don't have at least one STD. I don't want a wife who I cannot fuck, for fear of contracting something nasty.” “But ...” “I fancy you more as a courtesan, rather than a whore. I can see you fucking a few very rich men, and both of us living very comfortably as a result. I've already told you about how I think that you can help my business by fucking potential clients to help them make up their mind. By the way, some of my clients are women, how do you feel about girl-on-girl sex?” “Wouldn't you fuck them?” “If they wanted me to, but mostly I don't get any sexual signals from them. I think that many of the successful ones are lesbians. Have you had any experience?” “When my sister and I were teenagers, we used to eat each other's pussies.” “And?” “It was fun. I could do that again if you made me.” “I think that we should buy you two or three really sexy outfits for your new role as a courtesan. You know, form fitting, lots of bare flesh, that sort of thing. How about it?” “I'd love to. Can we go tomorrow? Can I use my money from David to pay for some really good outfits?” “Yes and yes.” To be continued in “Grace in disgrace 2” Please vote and comment. |
This is the sequel to “Our new baby sitter's mum (1), (2) & (3)” It is almost certainly better if you read them first. Veronica, my GP and Friday night playmate, was not the slightest bit surprised that Helen wanted her 13-year old daughter, Wendy on birth control. “Is there any chance that you might be pregnant, Wendy?” “No. None.” “So you haven't had sex with anyone yet?” “Yes. I've given a couple of blow jobs and had my pussy eaten a few times. From what I've learnt at school, that's not how you get pregnant.” Veronica laughed. “OK. Usually for teen-aged girls I recommend one of the long term contraceptives. That way you don't have to worry about remembering to take a pill every night. However, although they are all very good none is 100% reliable. I want you and your mother to talk about what you would do if you should get pregnant. If you want to have an abortion you should have it as early as possible.” Veronica explained the different possibilities, and the most serious possible side effects. She pointed out that if one method produced bad side effects that she could switch to another. Eventually Wendy chose to have a small implant under her skin which would protect her for 3 years, after which it could be replaced. Veronica gave Helen a prescription and suggested that she bring Wendy and the implant back later the same day. “How soon after you insert it can I start having sex?” “You will be able to have your first real fuck tonight if you have a suitable cock available.” Wendy just grinned happily but she told me later that she was shocked to hear a doctor talk dirty. Then Veronica turned to Helen. “Naomi tells me that you will be coming to our regular Friday-night parties and you also want birth control. Is there any chance that you could already be pregnant?” “Yes. I might be. John has fucked me a few times over the last few days, without any protection.” “And when is your next period due?” “In about 10 days.” “Oh dear! You may very well be pregnant. I think that you had better come back to me when your period starts, or if it's more than a few days late, or if you start to have morning sickness. If you fuck on Friday night and you're not already pregnant you possibly still could become pregnant.” “I just can't help myself. Naomi and John have unleashed in me a wild sexual being that I thought had died when I found out that my ex-husband was cheating on me. If I get pregnant then Wendy will have a brother or a sister. I could not miss Friday night, or refrain from fucking.” “If you are fucked on Friday by other men and later find out that you are pregnant, you wont know who is the father.” “I prefer not to know who the father is. I don't want to saddle anyone with the responsibility of being the father of my child. After all, anyone who fucks me can reasonably assume that I'm protected. It's just that I'm unable to forgo the pleasure that I am suddenly experiencing, thanks to Naomi and John.” “You would not consider an abortion?”, I asked. “I don't think so. The more I think about it, the more I like the idea of being pregnant again. In fact, if my next period is normal, I might decide not to go onto any birth control. I might just keep trying to get pregnant.” Once Wendy's contraceptive implant was in place she was on a mission to have John fuck her. She wheedled an invitation to dinner from me, of course I knew why she wanted it so desperately. Over dinner we discussed the visit to Veronica. “So Wendy, how do you feel about having a baby brother or sister?”, I asked. “I think that that would be great. I love looking after Phillipa and Mary. I think that a new baby would be very exciting.” “John, if Helen does get pregnant I think that we should make a commitment to support her through everything. After all, you might be the father. She does not want to saddle anyone with the responsibility of being the father. We can respect that and still support her through all the business of being a mum, just as she and Wendy help us through the business of bringing up Phillipa and Mary.” “Of course. Helen, if you have a baby you'll need to take some time off work. I don't mean to intrude into your privacy, but if you need financial support through that time, we'd be happy to supply it.” “Do you really mean that, John? Naomi? I really don't have any reserves that I could take a year off work. But ... Oh! Dear! I can't ask you to do that.” “Hey! You're not asking, we're offering. You and Wendy have made our life much more pleasurable. We want to give you something in return. Besides, if you are already pregnant then my husband is the father of your child. You say that you do not want to saddle him with that responsibility, but just maybe, he'd like to assume that responsibility. Men like to know that they are virile, you know.” “Is Naomi right, John? Could you support Wendy and me for a year or more?” “Yes Naomi is right, and yes we can and will support you for more than 1 year. All we ask in return is your continued friendship, and that includes plenty of sex, I hope.” “Well, I was hoping that the sex would continue. How will you feel about fucking a pregnant woman when I'm getting close to 9 months?” “When I was pregnant with Phillipa and Mary we had some of the best sex. He'll love fucking you when you're huge with child. John, Wendy is dieing for you to fuck her. How about it?” “Sure. Wendy do you want to fuck in private or in front of Naomi and your mum.” “Here, I want Naomi and mum to watch.” John led her to a couch. He sat in the middle with his cock erect and ready to fuck. He held his arms out inviting her to him. When she was close he pulled her forward so that she was straddling his lap. Without any foreplay he lifted her and lowered her onto his cock. “Is your hymen intact?” “No. I broke it a year ago, fucking myself with mum's dildo. Sorry.” “Don't be sorry. I want this to be good for you. That's easier if we don't have to break through your hymen.” “Ohhhh! You're so big!” “Ahhhh! You're so tight!” He had one hand under each bum cheek and was lifting her up and down. Although she was an unusually well developed 13-year old (i.e. she had beautiful breasts, a narrow waist, broad hips and shapely legs) she was still light enough, and he was strong enough, that he could lift her comfortably like that. He was also lifting off the couch each time he lowered her down onto his erect cock. Wendy didn't say anything intelligible after that but it was clear from her little moans and other little sounds that she was in heaven. "I'm about to pump my cum into your teenage cunt. Are you ready?" "Yessss! Yessss!" Then Wendy fell forward on top of John as they both climaxed simultaneously. "Wow!", I said, "Was that as good as it looked to be?" "Oh! Thank you John. Yes Naomi that was better than anything that I have ever experienced. Thank you for lending your husband to me. And thank you, mum, for making this possible. I bet there aren't many girls my age who have such a great mum, and such great friends." On Friday afternoon, Helen phoned me wanting to know how to dress for that night. I explained to her that everyone got naked as soon as they arrived at Sue and Jerry's place and so no one bothered to dress up. Track suit pants and T-shirts were common, no bra, no panties, not even shoes. In wet weather I liked to wear a rain coat with nothing underneath. Tonight I planned to wear shorts with an elastic waist band which come off very easily and a tiny top which covered my boobs and not much else. She decided to wear shorts and a cropped T-shirt. John, Helen and I arrived at Sue and Jerry's place and were greeted at the front door by a naked Sue She pressed her body against each of us as she planted a kiss on our lips. We stripped off and tossed our clothes on top of a pile of discarded clothes just inside the front door, then followed Sue into the main room. The scene was almost a typical party scene, with people standing around in small groups holding glasses and chatting with each other. The difference was that every one was naked and there was quite a lot of groping going on, and some of the chatting was really low moans and other expressions of pleasure. When Jerry spotted Helen he hurried over and held her body against his as he planted a kiss on her lips. “Helen. At last you are here. Let me get you a drink. What would you like?” “I’d like a glass of chardonnay, please. Wow! What a scene! I’ve never been to a party like this. I love it!” “I hope that you're not going to be shocked when the fucking starts. We all know each other and we're all completely uninhibited.” “Don't worry. I'm really looking forward to everything. Naomi and John have told me what to expect. By the way, you promised me that you would be the first to fuck me tonight.” To be continued in “Our new baby sitter's mum (5)” Please vote and comment. |
“God, Ellen, I'd love to take a swim in your pool. Do you think that you could lend me a swimming costume?” “I'm sorry, Joy, but I don't own a swimming costume.” “What? You have a magnificent swimming pool and you don't even swim in it?” “Of course I swim in it. We all swim naked in our pool, and visitors are expected to respect that rule too.” It was a hot Friday night. Joy and her husband Will, my husband, John, and I were sitting around a table in our pool area, digesting our barbecue. Joy and Will's two kids, Mary (4 years) and Len (3) and our two, Dan (6) and Lulu (4) were already splashing around in the pool, all of them naked. I had met Joy when we were both picking up our daughters and her son from preschool. I had invited her family for tonight without telling her that we had a pool. When our guests had arrived, our two kids were already in the pool naked so Joy and Will did not seem to have any problem with their two joining our two in the pool. When I called the kids for their meal, my two just came to the table naked so Mary and Len copied them. Once the kids were fed they headed back to the pool and we adults sat down to our meal. Nudity was not an issue for Joy's kids, but now that Joy felt an urge to get into the pool it seemed that her own nudity was more of an issue. I looked at John who had a big grin on his face which I took to mean that he would like to see Joy naked, then I looked at Will who had an even bigger grin on his face. Did he want to see his wife naked in front of John and me? “Joy, take your clothes off and hop into the water. I'll get towels for everyone. Are you two blokes going to swim with us?” I didn't wait for an answer as I headed inside, taking most of the dirty dishes with me. When I came back I was naked and carrying towels for everyone. Joy, still fully dressed, was looking nervous. “Go ahead, honey,” Will told Joy, “it's no big deal. We're all good friends here.” “You don't mind everyone seeing your wife naked.” “Hell, Joy. It's not everyone, it's just our good friends, Ellen and John. I think that I'll come in too. How about you John?” Once we were all in the pool the two men started horsing around, picking up the kids and throwing them a short distance in the air before splashing down safely into the water. “Daddy? Why don't you throw mummy and Mary's mum in the air too?”, my daughter, Lulu, wanted to know. So John and Will grabbed me by my arms and legs and together swung me back and forth, then threw me a few feet, landing in the pool with a big splash. When they tried to do the same to Joy she tried to run away, but she was too slow for John who grabbed her and held her against his body to stop her from getting away. Will then grabbed her legs and John and Will managed to throw her a few feet before splashing down. After that the kids retreated to the shallow end of the pool and watched while we four adults behaved like children, wrestling with each other and ducking each other. After a few minutes of this I detected a pattern: Joy was really into 'wrestling' with my husband, John, while Joy's husband, Will, was most interested in the feel of my naked, wet body against his. I knew my husband well enough to know that he was really enjoying himself, and I certainly liked Will's attentions. After, maybe 15 minutes of this Joy called a halt. “I'm afraid that we should get our kids home and in bed.” “Why not,” I suggested, “put your kids to bed with ours? Then you can stay for another drink.” So Joy and I put both girls to bed in Lulu's bed and both boys to bed in Dan's bed. They were all still naked, as were we. The kids were a bit crowded in the single beds, but they all seemed happy, treating it as an adventure. Back outside, near the pool, I decided to try moving the action up a notch. I went and sat straddling Will's lap, facing him, with my arms around his neck. My attention was totally on Will, but John told me later that Joy just stood there looking a little bit uncertain of herself, until John finished pouring 4 flutes of champagne and then he led her to another couch and pulled her to sit on top of him. Joy then threw herself into enjoying my husband's naked body against hers. On Monday afternoon Joy and I met outside the gate of the preschool again. She blushed a little as she said, “Will and I really enjoyed ourselves with you and John the other night.” “I'm so glad to hear that because John and I enjoyed it so much that we want to invite you back as soon as possible. What do you think?” “Really? You're not shocked that John fucked me and Will fucked you?” “No. As I said we enjoyed it, all of it, particularly the fucking. Are you shocked?” “Well, yes, I am a bit shocked. I always thought that Will and I would be faithful to each other. When we got home that night I was expecting Will to be upset with me. Instead, as soon as we got the kids into bed, he started tugging at my clothes to get me naked and we ended up having the best sex since the first year of our marriage. We talked about it next day and agreed that we had really enjoyed it.” “So? Did you discuss whether you would like to do it again with John and me?” “Will says that next time he wants to eat your pussy first before you give him a blow job.” “Does he now? Tell him that John loves the fact that I can deep throat him. Ask him if he would like me to do that for him.” “I'm sure he would love that. I've never been able to deep throat him.” “So while Will eats my pussy and fucks my throat, what will you and John be doing?” “Does John ever fuck your arsehole?” “Yes. Is that what you want? John fucking your arse?” She blushed again. “Yes. Will always says 'no' when I suggest anal.” “Well, John fucks my arse nearly as often as he fucks my cunt. We both really enjoy it. Why do you want it so much?” “Because I have a dirty little secret. I've always had a fantasy of having a DP. Of course it could never happen if I was strictly faithful to Will, but after the other night...just maybe it becomes possible. I hope that I haven't shocked you?” “No. Not shocked, delighted.” Just then Lulu, Mary, and Len ran out the gate and our discussion was cut short. “Mummy, can we go for a swim at Lulu's place again?” “No, Mary, we cannot invite ourselves like that.” “Mummy. Can't we invite Mary, Len and their mum back for another swim?” “How about it Joy. It's nice to see the kids playing happily together, don't you think?” “I don't know that I can. I have to get back to prepare dinner.” “Why don't you and I prepare something at our place while the kids play together? You can ring Will and get him to come to our place from work.” “Are you sure? I feel that we are imposing on you so soon after the other night.” “Nonsense. Our kids and your kids play together well. I'd like to encourage that. And then...” “You're not thinking of another night like...” “You would not have to stay very late. Just a little fun would be nice.” Joy took out her phone and spoke for a few minutes. “It seems that Will likes the idea very much. He says he'll leave work early and pick up some wine to go with the meal. If we want him to buy anything else on the way I'm to call him back.” As soon as we were home the 4 kids stripped out of their clothes and headed for the pool, yelling and laughing. Joy and I looked at each other. “What do you say, Joy? A quick dip before we start in the kitchen?” “Well, it is really hot. It'll be great to cool off.” We both stripped. “How come you're not wearing any panties?” “Will's made a new rule. I am only to wear short skirts and no panties. I like his new rule because it makes me feel very sexy all the time.” We didn't stay long in the pool. In my mind it was just an excuse for us to be naked. Judging by the way that Joy went along with my suggestion she may have shared my enthusiasm for welcoming our men, naked. By the time that John arrived home we were sitting out by the pool, watching our kids, and sipping on glasses of cold chardonnay. “Well. You two look beautiful. It's nice to have you here again, Joy.” And he kissed both of us on the lips and squeezed our tits at the same time. Will arrived only 10 minutes after John. “This looks like it is going to be fun.” And he kissed both of us on the lips and squeezed our tits at the same time. John disappeared into the house and came back out soon after, naked and carrying two beers and the half-full bottle of chardonnay. Will realised that he was the only one dressed and quickly stripped off. “So? What are the plans for the evening?”, Will wanted to know. “Joy and I have dinner ready. I suggest that we eat straight away, put the kids to bed early, and then we'll have time for some adult time together without making it a late night. Can anyone improve on that?” “Ellen told me to tell you that she can deep-throat you if you are willing to eat her pussy.”, Joy told her husband. “And Joy wants you, John, to fuck her in her arse. She's an anal virgin, it seems.” We fed the kids first, then let them go back into the pool while we ate our dinner near the pool where we could watch over their safety. “So Will? Joy tells me that she wears only short skirts without panties. What's that about?” “I was so thrilled that we all enjoyed all the fucking here the other night that I decided that I had a chance to expand our sexual horizons even further. I had always dreamt of making that rule for Joy but now seemed to be my best chance to impose it. I'm thrilled to say that she has accepted it without any hesitation or reluctance.” “As I told Ellen earlier, I love Will's rule. It makes me feel randy all day. I can't wait for Will to get home each day and fuck me.” “So Joy,”, my husband asked, “have you made any new rules for Will?” “I've thought about it, but I'm worried about how it might affect our kids.” “Why? What is your idea?” “I'd like us all to be naked at home, all the time.” “Why would that affect your kids. They're perfectly happy, here, and we and they are all naked.” “But what about when their friends come for sleep-overs?” “If Lulu and Dan come to you for a sleep-over there'll be no problem. You can make your rule flexible enough to allow fully or partly clothed when anyone else visits. I see no problem.” “That's our new rule then.”, said Will, “Total nudity at home except when strangers are visiting.” The kids did not seem to mind when we bundled them off to bed earlier than usual. Maybe they liked sharing a small bed with another naked child? Joy and I checked on them ten minutes later. They all seemed to be asleep. I had a naughty thought. “I wonder,” I said to Joy, “if they would like it if we put Mary to bed with Dan and Len with Lulu.” “Ellen! For god's sake! They're only kids. Not even teenagers.” “You're right of course. It was just a naughty thought that I had.” “So, Joy. Do you want me to take your anal cherry?”, my husband asked. “Oh! Yes please! I hope that it doesn't hurt.” “John is very gentle when he fucks my arse. I'm sure that he will be with you. I'll get the lube.” When I came back John was fingering Joy's arsehole while Will watched with a funny look on his face. I handed John the lube and then went to Will and pressed my boobs against his bare chest. “As I remember it, you are going to eat my pussy for me and then I'm going to deep throat you. OK?” “Yes. However, first I want to watch John fuck Joy's arse. She has always wanted me to do that to her, but I could never bring myself to do it.” He turned me around so that he was standing behind me holding my shoulders so that my back was pressed against his chest. I reached behind me and repositioned his semi-erect cock so that it was lodged in my bum crack as our lower bodies were pressed together. His cock went from semi- to fully-erect. I pulled his hands down so that he was holding me by my boobs rather than my shoulders. He kissed the back of my neck. “Have you and John done this sort of thing with anyone else?” “No. You and Joy are the first. When I invited you for dinner the other night I had no idea that it might go the way that it did. One thing just seemed to lead to another. Why?” “You both seemed so comfortable about everything. I thought that maybe we weren't your first.” “We've invited families for a barbeque and a swim before where we all ended up naked. We've never taken the next step before.” “So what happened that was different with us?” “It was just that while we were playing in the pool, Joy and John seemed to gravitate towards each other and you and I were playing together too. I found all that body contact very arousing and that gave me the courage to take the next step and sit on your lap. And once you did not push me away, the rest was inevitable.” “I must say that I was pretty aroused in the pool. When you sat on my lap afterwards I was excited, but also I was worried about Joy's reaction. Then John got Joy to sit on his lap and I decided that she was going to be OK with everything.” While we had been talking John had lubed Joy's arsehole and his cock and then eased his cock into her rear hole. By now he was pumping wildly in and out and the little whimpering sounds that Joy was making told me that she was enjoying this as much as any fuck that she had ever experienced. When John reached around her hip and did something to her clit she screamed as her orgasm hit her. Then John was holding his cock deep inside Joy and we knew that he was cumming in her arsehole. “Well Will. The show's over and I want my pussy eaten, please.” I lay on my back on a mattress, that our kids use as flotation in the pool,and spread my legs wide. Will didn't hesitate and I was very quickly floating on cloud nine as his tongue and lips explored my most intimate parts. I had my eyes squeezed closed as my orgasm swept through my body. When I opened them again Joy and John were standing watching us, with their bodies pressed together and his hands on her boobs just as Will and I had watched them. They seemed to be enjoying the little show that we were putting on. Next, Will moved to a chair. His cock was so erect that it must have hurt. “You really want this, don't you?” “Fuck, yes. Come on.” I knelt between his knees and took his cock head into my mouth and swirled my tongue around the sensitive patch under the head. Normally John likes me to start there, but Will was impatient to experience my ability to deep throat him and so he pressed my head down his cock. I took the hint and slid down his pole until he was in my throat. I swallowed to stimulate him, then pulled back enough to be able breath. I repeated this only a few times before I realised that his dick was throbbing in my mouth as he pumped his cum straight down my throat. I pulled back and collected the rest of his load in my mouth. When he was finished cumming I swallowed. Then I stood up and pushed a nipple into his mouth; I just wanted to show him some affection. After Joy and Will left, taking their kids with them, John and I couldn't get enough of each other. John fucked my cunt, then my arse, and then got me to deep throat him. After that we slept very well. Please vote and comment. |
This is the sequel to “Husband's assistant”, “Husband's assistant 2”and “Husband's assistant 3”. I suggest that you read those first. When Andrew and I got back from the Gold Coast after securing Bill's signature on Andrew's contract, I started to think about how I would be spending my visits to Bill. All I knew was that there would be a lot of sex involved, which,of course, suited me fine. I guessed that I would be naked often and so I decided that, to look my best naked, I wanted a good, all-over suntan so I spent all my weekends naked by our pool. I also gave up wearing my rings because I didn't want the white rings around my finger when I took them off. Of course my husband, Andrew, and our neighbours, Sarah & Ken and Wendy & Les liked sharing the pool-side experience with me, and they were very welcome. We swapped partners a lot; I especially liked when I had Andrew in my cunt, Ken in my arse and Les down my throat. Wendy and Sarah already knew the details of the first time that Fred fucked me (with Andrew fucking my arse). Now they wanted to hear the details of my first time with Bill. When I had told them all that there was to tell I started to tell them about how I used to pick up men in bars. They acted shocked but they still wanted to hear all the details. One month after my first trip to the Gold Coast, I was arriving back at Mascot Airport after spending my first weekend with Bill. I was dressed in the clothes that I had worn for the trip north: a full length skirt, gilt leather sandals, and a tiny bikini top with no shoulder straps. On both sides the skirt was split right up to the waist band which meant that when I stood still it appeared quite modest but when I was walking the full length of my tanned legs were on display. I felt proud of my appearance in this outfit. The skirt and top were a bright yellow which contrasted nicely with my dark tan. “My god, Vera, you look stunningly beautiful in that outfit and you look very happy. I can't wait to here the whole story.” Then Andrew kissed me and held me for longer than seemed normal for a greeting in an airport terminal. “Yes, Andrew I had a great weekend and I hope that you will enjoy hearing about it.” While we waited for my bag to reappear I started to tell Andrew: – When Bill met me at the airport I told him, “I know that you said no bra or panties and my bikini top is like a bra, but I hoped that you would like the way I look. It shows off my body better than any other top could. What do you think?” “If I told you take it off, would you?” I grinned. “Yes, of course. Whenever I am with you I am your sex slave and must do whatever you order me to do. However I hope that you won't make me take it off, until we are safely out of here.” “OK. Take it off as soon as we are in my car. Oh! And yes. You really do look exceptionally beautiful dressed like that.” And he kissed me. As soon as I was in his car I took off my tiny top and put it on the seat beside me. He drove for about 20 minutes before turning into the parking area of a large apartment complex. He got out and came to my door and held it open for me. I went to put my top back on but he shook his head at me, so I left it in his car and got out topless. He walked me with his arm around my waist into the building, up in the lift to the top floor and into a magnificent apartment. As we passed a few people saw us and grinned. No one seemed shocked that I was topless, or that my skirt was split all the way to the top. “Vera. These are my best friends, Len and Eleanor. Len, Eleanor, meet Vera.” “Wow. Bill, you told us that she was beautiful. She's magnificent. Vera, welcome to our home.” And he pulled me against himself, crushing my naked boobs against his shirt and kissed me full on the lips. When Len released me Eleanor pulled me to her and crushed my naked boobs against her blouse. “Welcome, Vera. I hope that you will enjoy yourself with us tonight.” And she kissed me full on the lips. Then she led me over to the glass wall and had me admire the view. Below us I could see a few people on the beach, even though it was early evening and the building was casting a long shadow over the beach and out into the ocean. Perhaps 500 metres off the beach, large birds were circling. From time to time one would dive vertically and spear into the water. Eleanor told me that they were pelicans, catching fish. Then Len pressed a glass of cold white wine into my hand. “Bill tells me that you like Chardonnay. I think that you will really like this one, it's from Marlborough in New Zealand.” As I sipped my wine and gazed out over the Pacific Ocean I felt a sensation of well being. I did not know what Bill had planned for me but I knew I would be well fucked tonight, possibly even by Bill and Len at the same time. I shivered with excitement. “Are you OK, Vera?” Eleanor was still holding me against her as we both gazed out to sea. “I'm just excited thank you, Eleanor. I was just thinking that I came to the Gold Coast for Bill to fuck me and I could not think of a better place to fuck than here in your penthouse with the view across the Pacific. That is why you brought me here isn't it, Bill?”, I said as I turned to look at Bill. “Yes...Well more really. I want to share you with Len and Eleanor. How do you feel about that?” “I told you at the airport, Bill, that I am your sex slave while I am here. I love the idea of being shared with Len and Eleanor, but even if I didn't, I am yours to command.” “OK, slave. Take the rest of your clothes off and then give Len and me blow jobs and eat Eleanor's pussy.” “Yes, master.” I had never been anyone's slave before but I decided that I liked the possibilities that it opened up. Because he had been such a considerate lover the first night that I had spent with him I felt totally relaxed about allowing him to order me to do anything that took his fancy. After all I was no innocent where it came to sex. I took off my skirt and my sandals and went to kneel in front of Bill. “No, Vera. I think that Eleanor should be first, then Len and then me. OK?” I nodded and crawled over to Eleanor, who had just sat down on a comfortable chair. I slid my hands up her outer thighs, under the short skirt that she was wearing, gripped her panties and tugged. She lifted her bum off the seat and her panties were soon around her ankles. She sat back down and reached behind and undid her skirt then lifted up again for me to slide her skirt down her legs, then she lifted her feet for me to remove her skirt and panties. I was surprised to discover that Eleanor had no pubic hair. 'Shaved or waxed?' I wondered. I pushed her knees to spread her legs, then plunged into her crotch ready to lick and suck. She didn't say anything but her breathing became very heavy and she started to squirm and pull my head into herself. I assumed that I was giving her pleasure, but I did not know how much pleasure until suddenly she squirted her juices over my chin and upper body and screamed loudly. I kept licking and sucking but soon she pushed me away. “Thank you Vera. No more. You are really good at eating pussy.” I looked around and located Len sitting on another chair. His shorts, shirt, and briefs were on the floor near him. He was stroking his fully-erect dick slowly. He was staring at me. I crawled over to him, pulled his hand off his dick and took the head of his dick into my mouth. I felt his two hands on my head as I started to lick the underside of his dick near the tip. I felt him press my head down and so slid my mouth down his beautiful dick until I started to gag as it entered my throat. I pulled back, swirling my tongue around to stimulate him, then pushed back down his shaft and past my gag reflex. I felt elated because I had only recently learnt to deep throat anyone and there I was with his cock creating a bulge in my throat. I pulled back, took a big breath and then plunged down again. I swallowed because I had heard that that was highly stimulating for a man. I kept going up and down on his cock until I felt a first pulse as he started to cum. I pulled back and collected the rest of his spurts of cum in my mouth. When finally he stopped cumming I pulled off his cock and opened my mouth to show him his load, then swallowed, stood up and kissed him with my mouth open. I felt his tongue in my mouth and knew that he could taste himself. Then I looked around the room and took stock. Eleanor was slumped on her chair, seemingly dazed. Then I located Bill on another chair, naked and stroking an erect cock slowly. The grin on his face told me that he liked what I had done to Eleanor and Len. I walked over to Bill, expecting to take his cock into my mouth as he sat there in his chair. Instead he pulled me into his lap and hugged me to himself. “Are you OK, Vera?” “Yes, thank you Bill. I'm having a ball. Are you ready for your blow job.” “You really are a sexy slut, aren't you? Yes I'm ready for my blow job.” “Am I a slut? I just know that I love everything to do with sex. And I'm really happy that I am doing this for Andrew.” Then he lay on his back on the floor and pulled me on top of him in a 69. As his tongue worked its magic in my labia and on my clit, I was swirling my tongue around his cock head and hopefully working the same magic for him. Certainly I came very quickly thanks to his magic and as soon as my orgasm finished I felt him filling my mouth with cum. “OK, everyone,” Eleanor announced, “dinner will be ready in just a few minutes. I want to make a rule for the rest of this weekend. No clothes are to be worn inside this apartment. Does anyone object?” Silence. “Good. Len, will you please pour the wine. And will everyone else find a place at the dining room table.” We were soon eating a delicious meal that Eleanor had somehow produced. “Vera”, Bill started, “you look even more beautiful than you looked a month ago. That all-over tan really suits you.” “Well, I wanted to look my best for you when I came back north, so, since I was last with you, I've spent all my weekends naked beside our pool. I'm so glad that you appreciate the result. Apart from lots of sex, do you have anything planned for the weekend?” “I was planning to take you for a drive up into the hinterland for lunch tomorrow. However seeing you here, I really want to show you off. There is a nude beach a few minutes down the coast. I think we should all spend some time there tomorrow. What do you say?” I giggled. “I'm a bit embarrassed to admit that I really love being naked in public. I loved when you made me walk topless from your car to this apartment. You called me a slut a while ago. Is that further evidence that I'm a slut? Should I care?” “I called you a sexy slut. I should have said a beautiful sexy slut. And no, I don't think that you should care. I think that you should just continue to enjoy life the way that you are living it.” “Well. Do you know what would make my life really exciting? I want a DP. I want one of you two men to fuck my arse, while the other fucks my cunt. Would you do that for me?” “Wow.” said Len, “You really are a beautiful, sexy slut.” “So? Will you do it?” “Fuck! Yes!” “And you will too? Bill?” “The first time that I fucked you, Andrew was fucking your arse. This time I want your arse, Len can fuck your cunt.” “I look forward to watching this.” said Eleanor, “When are you going to do it?” When Bill replied, “Let's do it now.” I got this enormous grin on my face. I looked at Len and he was grinning too. It seemed that Bill and Len really liked my suggestion. It seemed only moments later that I was lying on top of Len with his cock in my cunt and Bill was easing his stiff cock into my arse. I was in heaven as I felt the two cocks pushing in and out of me. It's impossible to describe how I felt beyond saying that it was a glorious feeling. Then Len started pumping his cum into me, followed closely by Bill. I must have passed out at that point because the next thing that I knew was that Bill was lying beside me and Eleanor was stroking my brow. “Are you OK, Vera?” “Oh! Yes! That was incredible. Have you ever experienced a DP, Eleanor?” “No. But after watching you, I want to try it. Can you two men go again for me?” I watched, fascinated, as Bill and Len fucked Eleanor in her arse and cunt. As I watched, I could not stop my self from stroking my clit. I was not trying for another climax, I just felt that little bit aroused and needed to stroke myself as a way of participating in her pleasure. I knew from her moans that she was building towards a major cum, and I was enjoying her arousal. When he was back to normal, Len started organising drinks for everyone. I asked for a beer. We chatted for a bit about sexual experiences and fantasies before Bill turned to me. “Vera, you said something earlier about doing this for Andrew. Would you care to explain?” I blushed and wondered whether or not to tell the truth. I'm not a good liar so decided on the truth. “Well, actually, Andrew is my husband....” “WHAT. So why are you here with us?” “Well. A while ago our marriage was almost on the rocks. We loved each other and had great sex when he was home but he was almost never home because he was always away on business trips. I wasn't getting enough sex to satisfy me, so I was cheating on him. He wasn't going to cut back on his business trips, and I wasn't going to stop cheating while he was away so much. “Then one night he asked me to come to dinner with a potential client dressed in the sluttiest clothes that I wore when picking up strangers. Long story short, we ended up in the Fred's hotel room, with me naked and sucking Fred's cock. Suddenly I felt Andrew's cock pressing into my arsehole. “From there we progressed to a DP with Andrew in my arse and Fred in my cunt. Fred signed the contract and we left, but not before we promised to do it again, often. Instead of being jealous, as he had expected Andrew found that he was turned on by the whole thing. And, as a result, our sex life picked up several notches.” “So, you used the same trick on me, to get my contract, did you?” “Not a trick, Bill, more like a sweetener. Your not complaining are you? Am I not sexy enough for you?” “I've already told you how sexy you are. So where is Andrew now while you're here with us?” “Oh! He's away somewhere, with another possible client.” “Shouldn't you be there to 'sweeten' the deal.” “If Andrew thinks that I can help him, he'll call on me after I leave here.” “OK, slave,” Bill said, “I want you to sleep with Len tonight, while I'll sleep with Eleanor. We'll swap tomorrow night, and the four of us will play together some more during the days.” “Why? Is it time for bed already?” “I'm guessing that you'll not be going to sleep as soon as you're in bed.” To be continued in “Husband's assistant 5” Please vote and comment. |
My husband, Jim, was driving and I was in the passenger seat. We were on our way to a party at Julia and Phil's place. I took Jim's left hand (In Australia we drive on the left-hand side of the road so the driver sits behind the steering wheel on the right-hand side of the car.) and slid it up my bare thigh, under my short skirt towards my wet pussy. “Jenny! What are you doing?” “I want you to know that I'm not wearing panties, and I want you to feel me up whenever we dance together tonight. OK?” “I think that should be possible. Do you want everyone to know what's going on?” “That depends on how many drinks I've had.” “How many before you want them all to know?” “I think that the first one or two might be enough. Do you think that I'm a slut?” “Yes. I love being married to a slut.” At the party there were two other couples that we had not met before. Mary, Julia's younger sister was with her boyfriend, Tony. They were a very attractive couple, but very young, just barely adult. And Henry was a friend of Phil's, married to (or living with?) Suzie. They were also a very attractive couple, a little closer to our age. For some time we sat around, eating and drinking and chatting about nothing in particular, although sexual innuendo was a major part of the conversation. Finally Julia stood up and put some music on and pulled Phil up to dance with her. I jumped up too and pulled Jim up to dance with me. The music was pretty lively so we decided to jive to it. When Jim realised that my skirt was very short and very full so that when he twirled me around it flew up revealing my bare arse and pussy to anyone who was looking, he kept me twirling around most of the time until I had to grab hold of him to steady myself because I was so giddy. By then I had had three, possibly four drinks, and was quite unconcerned at what had been on display. Besides, the applause that we got when the dance finished suggested that the others had enjoyed our performance. The next piece was slower so we danced close together, and Jim made no effort to disguise the fact that he was finger fucking me as we danced. When a second slow number started Henry stood up and tapped Jim on the shoulder and asked to dance with me. I tried, successfully I hope, to hide my disappointment because Jim had had me on the verge of an orgasm and I didn't want the finger fucking to stop. I needn't have worried because Henry held me pressed against him with his left arm, and his right hand went straight to my pussy. “My goodness you're wet. Have you been enjoying having Jim's fingers in your cunt while everyone was watching.” “Was everyone watching us? I was only aware of Jim and the music and his magical fingers. I was almost cumming when the music stopped. Please don't stop finger fucking me.” Then I clung to his neck and kissed him on the lips and our tongues explored each other's mouth. If being finger fucked by my husband in front of all these people was exciting, being finger fucked by this man that I had only met about an hour earlier was incredible. Within minutes I was cumming and everyone knew it when I announced my release to the world. “Ahh! Fuck yes! Oh shit that's wonderful! Ahh! Ahh!” Embarrassed now I looked around the room. Everyone was grinning and cheering or clapping. I looked for Jim and found that he had been dancing with Suzie (Henry's partner) and they were standing very close to each other and clapping our performance. Then I turned back to Henry and realised that I had had my selfish pleasure but had done nothing for him. “Oh Henry. That was wonderful, but I don't know what I can do to thank you.” My husband must have heard this because he responded for Henry. “The least that you can do is to give him a blow job.” “What? Here in front of everybody? I'd be too embarrassed.” “Since everyone seemed to enjoy watching you cum, why wouldn't they enjoy watching you giving Henry a blow job? Let's take a vote shall we? Does anyone here not want to watch Jenny sucking Henry off?” No one spoke. “Does that mean that everyone is in favour of Jenny sucking Henry off, here in front of us all?” “Yes” “Go for it” “Go Jenny” etc “What about you Suzie? Will it upset you to watch your partner sucked off by my wife?” “No. It will make me randy, though. I'll be OK as long as you or someone gets me off too.” So it seemed that I had no choice but to give Henry as good as he had given me. 'Fuck it!' I thought, 'Let's give them what they've asked for.' So I undid Henry's belt and trousers, slid his zip down, then pulled his pants and underpants down his legs till they landed around his ankles. Henry's face looked startled, but his cock was up for it. I knelt down and helped Henry out of his clothes, then turned my attention to his bouncing cock. At that stage, Jim and I had been lovers for 7 years, and husband and wife for just two years. I had never been with anyone other than Jim during those 7 years and, as far as I knew, Jim had been faithful to me too. I had never given anyone a blow job before I met Jim, but over the 7 years I had had plenty of practice, and Jim assured me that I was now expert at sucking cock. So, I felt pretty confident as I knelt in front of Henry and took his cock into my mouth. I did to Henry all the things that Jim had taught me to do, and in about 5 minutes, maybe 10, because time flies when you're having fun, I was swallowing his cum as he announced his release. “Fuck, yes! Jenny! Ahhh!” I was surprised that there was no applause this time, as there had been when Henry had finger fucked me to an orgasm. I looked around the room and realised why; my husband had Henry's wife, Suzie bent forward, resting on the back of a lounge chair, and was fucking her from behind. Her panties were on the floor beside them, and her skirt was pushed up above her waist. Phil was fucking Mary in the arsehole, Tony and Julia were lying on the floor, Julia on top of Tony with his cock in her mouth and his tongue in her cunt. Everyone was fucking someone else's partner! Wow! My first orgy, ever! I loved it! Getting into the spirit of things I undid my skirt and let it slide down my legs, then stepped out of it. I pulled my top over my head and threw it aside. Then I looked to see if my husband showed any surprise that I had not been wearing a bra under my top, but by the look on his face and by the way that he was holding his dick as deep inside Suzie as he could get it, I realised that, at that moment, he was pumping his load of cum into Suzie's cunt, and was not even aware that I was in the same room as him. I was surprised when I realised that it was thrilling to be watching my previously faithful husband fucking Suzie, and maybe he was thrilled to watch me with Henry, since he had been so keen for me to give Henry a blow job, but I did not stop to analyse these feelings At about this time, I heard Phil and Mary cry out as they both came more or less together. Now dressed only in my fuck-me high heels I walked over to them. As Phil slipped out of Mary's arsehole I knelt in front of him and pulled his cock towards my mouth. He seemed reluctant at first, but do you know what, if you grab a man by his cock you have complete control over him. It only took a few minutes of sucking and bobbing up and down on his cock before I had him ready to fuck again, then I stood, turned my back to him, and bent forward to rest my arms on a small table, and offered him my arse and pussy. For a moment I feared that he might not accept my invitation, but then a huge grin lit up his face and he stepped toward me, his erect cock in one hand and pushed into my by now dripping cunt. I thought that he intended to fuck my cunt, but he only stroked a few times into me before pulling out and pressing his cock against my arsehole. It was more than seven years since I had been fucked in my arse, because Jim does not like anal sex. The feeling of his cock pressing into me was therefore particularly exciting, bringing back memories of one particular lover who fucked me more often in the arse than in my cunt. I pushed back against Phil, and his cock head was soon inside me. He paused for a bit to allow me to accommodate to his size, before easing further into me. I loved it! “Ahhh! Phil! Fuck me!” As Phil fucked my arse he reached around me and diddled my clit which of course heightened my enjoyment. Then quite quickly he grabbed my hips and held his cock deep inside my bowels. “Ahhh! Jenny! I'm cumming!” “Yes! Phil! I'm cumming too!” Then he slumped forward pressing his chest against my back. As I came down from my orgasm, I started looking around the room. I saw that everyone was now naked and everyone had switched partners again. Jim was with Mary who was bobbing her head up and down his cock. As I watched I realized that Mary was swallowing his cum as he pumped his second load of the evening into her mouth. Once again I marveled at the fact that I was excited watching my husband with another woman. I just hoped that he found it equally exciting to watch me fucked by another man. Just then I caught Jim's eye and he rewarded me with a big grin and a thumbs up. My god! I was enjoying this. I noticed that Suzie and Tony seemed to be finishing up. They were just sitting together on a couch, stroking each other, but not very actively, as they would be if building towards an orgasm, but rather as if they were enjoying the afterglow of a good fuck. “Hey you two. Was that good?” “Fuck yes! He's so big.” “Fuck yes! She's so tight.” Then we all three burst out laughing. I sat next to Tony on the couch and he put his free arm around me and pulled my naked body against his naked body. I moved my hand down to his dick, which was limp and slick with their mixed juices, and gave it a little squeeze. Suzie turned to me. “If you can get him stiff again, you should feel Tony's cock inside you. It's awesome!” “So Tony, what must I do to get you stiff again?” “Well. Just hold it for a bit. That feels nice. If it starts to get a bit bigger you can try taking it into your mouth. I'd love to see you sucking me. You'll just have to be a bit patient. After all, I've just now cum for the second time tonight.” It only took a few minutes of holding his cock before it started to grow again. Then I sucked it for a while until he was almost ready to cum again. But I didn't want him to cum in my mouth because I did want him to cum in my cunt, so I stood in front of him, then straddled him and lowered myself onto his cock. He slid easily into me and I groaned as I felt him stretch my cunt. I held still for a bit, then started lifting up and down on his cock. He joined in, lifting his hips off the couch every time that I slid down his cock. Suzie was right! It felt wonderful! After a few more minutes of this I had my most intense orgasm of the evening. Oh my god! Then I felt him unloading his cum inside me. Given that it was his third load for the evening, I was pretty impressed by how long he went on squirting into me. But then his cock shriveled and slipped out of me. I could see that he was exhausted. I left Tony and Suzie and went to look for my husband, who I found alone on a couch. I sat down beside him and he pulled me against himself. I reached for his cock, but got no response. “Sorry, Jenny. I'm afraid that it will be some time before I can get it up again, even for you. Are you OK?” “I feel great. Are you OK?” “Yeah. I feel great too.” Moments later we were both asleep. I woke up next morning and smelt bacon and coffee. Jim was still asleep beside me. I desperately needed a pee, so headed for the bathroom. Once I had had a pee I got into the shower and freshened myself up. There was a pile of fresh towels there, obviously meant for guests, so I took one, dried myself off, then wrapped it around my body. When I got to the kitchen I saw Phil bending over a frying pan on the stove. Since he was still naked, I tugged at my towel and left it where it fell. “Good morning, Phil. That was some party last night.” “Yes, Jenny. I hope that everyone enjoyed it as much as I did. You seemed to be in the zone.” “I've never enjoyed myself so much. What's for breakfast?” He piled two plates with bacon, eggs and toast, poured two coffees, then we sat down together to break our fast. Food never tasted so good. One by one the others appeared in the doorway to the kitchen, saw that everyone in the kitchen was naked, and dropped their towels on the pile near the kitchen door. Phil hopped up for each new arrival, piled another plate with food and put it in front of him/her. When everyone had finished eating, Phil stood up and called for people's attention. “Folks. Jenny and I have agreed that last night was the best party that we have ever been to. We think that we should do it again soon. Jenny has suggested that we have a pool-side party at hers and Jim's place next. What do you think Jim?” “I think that that is a great idea. Since it's going to be a pool party, I suggest that everyone come ready to strip off as soon as they arrive. What do you all think? Is anyone not comfortable with that?” So it was agreed that the next party would be 4 weeks hence at our place on the Saturday night. |
This is the sequel to 'Sarah left me 1 to 8'. You will understand better if you read them first. Angie didn't get home next morning until about 10:00am. Slut and I were anxiously waiting for her to get home, because Sarah would not tell us about the changes that she wanted us to make until we were all together. When she did get home she ran into the house stark naked. She explained: “Harriet and I spent all night fucking Paul and his mate, Kevin. We'd fuck, then we'd fall asleep, then someone would wake up and we'd swap partners and fuck again. Finally, this morning, when I went looking for my clothes they had disappeared. Fortunately my purse, with my wallet, my phone and my keys was still there. In the end Paul drove me home, still naked. When we got here he drove into the driveway so that I had only to scurry about 5m from the car to the front door. I don't know if anyone saw me; I don't think so.” As I sat there, grinning at Angie's mild discomfort a thought hit me: If my parents or Sarah's parents had heard their darling granddaughter's story instead of grinning they would have looks of incredulity or horror on their faces. Was it perhaps their attitudes to sex, which Sarah and I had inherited, that had caused us to have such an unsatisfactory sex life in our marriage until quite recently? Thank god that we had managed to discard those attitudes! I realised that, while I liked the idea of someone else to blame, everyone must take responsibility for their own life. Sarah broke in on my thoughts: “And where were Tom and Dick?” “Oh! They were fucking someone else.” “Have you broken up with them?” “No. We all wanted some variety.” Sarah's response was interesting. “I understand that. I want some variety too. I've been telling Slut and Phil that if we can all agree to some changes that I would like to make, then I'll stop going away for the week-ends.” “So Sarah, what are those changes?” “Let me start by telling you some background. I've been telling a woman at work, Slut you know her, it's Wendy, I've been telling Wendy the details of some of the more exciting sex that we've been having here lately. She's been going home and repeating every detail to her husband, and she tells me that afterwards they have had the best sex ever. On Friday she said that she and her husband wish that they could watch each other fucking someone else. I think that it would be fun to invite them for a fuckfest on Friday night. What do you think?” “Did you tell her about your week-end orgies too? Or just about us?” “No. The week-end orgies were something that I had to do to get the wild sex that I craved so much, but the fucking that we all do here together is so much nicer, because I think that we all love each other and get on together, not just fuck. I've often been fucked by men whose names I didn't know and who I didn't expect to ever see again. It's exciting when you want to break out of a dull routine, but I like fucking my friends better.” I then volunteered, “If we're going to have a fuckfest, I'd like to invite a bloke, John, from my work. He'd been living with a girlfriend for two years until she left him for someone else a month ago. He has completely lost his self confidence and so has not tried to start dating, yet he really misses the sex. I think a good fuckfest might be what he needs to get his act together.” Sarah liked the idea. “An extra cock would improve the cock to cunt ratio.” “Cock to cunt ratio? What do you mean?” “Well, a woman can cum many more times in one night than a man can, so ideally we should have more cocks than cunts.” “And besides,” Slut added, “the best fuck is when a woman has three cocks in her three holes, so ideally we should have at least three times as many cocks as cunts.” “You're forgetting” I replied, “that a man has a tongue and two hands, as well as a cock. An experienced man can give pleasure to four cunts simultaneously.” Sarah just laughed. “Anyway, invite John for Friday night. Tell him to plan on staying the night, but that he wont need pyjamas.” Then Angie announced, “If it's extra cocks that you want, I can invite Paul, Kevin, Tom, and Dick. And Harriet, of course.” I sat silently for a few minutes until Angie turned to me and asked, “You're very quiet, Phil. A penny for your thoughts.” “I was just trying to imagine their faces if your grandparents had overheard our conversation. For them any sex outside marriage was not just taboo, but unthinkable.” “Well, thank goodness that you and Sarah are not like that. Some of my school friends have parents like that and I really pity them. I'm having so much more fun than them.” “Yes. But I think that I was like that until Sarah couldn't take it any longer, and walked out. I think that the shock of losing my wife of all those years caused me to think about sex differently. I realised that I owed it to you to give you the freedom that I had never had.” Sarah cut in, “Enough philosophy for now. Do you all agree to a fuckfest this Friday night?” “Yes.” “Yes, of course.” “Yes. I thought that we had already agreed.” “I just wanted to make sure that we were all OK with it. I need to make some plans.” “Plans? What plans?” “Wait and see.” “Anyway. You said that you wanted to make changes. So far all you've told us is that you want to invite a few friends this Friday night to fuck each other. What other changes do you want to make?” “That's it really. I'm hoping that enough people will enjoy themselves fucking different partners, watching other people fuck, or fucking in threesomes or more, that we can make it a regular event, not just a one-off. What do you all think?” “I reckon that if word gets out about this we'll be able to sell tickets to future fuckfests.” I said. “Only a true slut could come up with a plan like that.” was Angie's comment. “I really hope that it works. It all depends on getting the right mix of people. I think that all of us are wild enough to really get such a party humming.” was Sarah's summing up. On Thursday night Sarah took Angie, Harriet and Slut shopping again. When they came home they modeled their purchases for me. “You're planning to welcome our guests on Friday night, dressed like that?” “Yes. I want to set the tone for the evening. What do you think?” The four of them wore tiny skirts, each made of two squares of bright red cloth, one in front, the other behind. The two pieces were joined together and held in place by black laces which criss crossed from top to bottom, over two bare strips, about 2” wide down each thigh. They wore matching, bright red, high heeled shoes, and they all had silver chains hanging between their pierced nipples. Wait a minute! “Slut! Last time that I looked your nipples weren't pierced.” “No. But they are now. Do you like?” “If you had asked me before I saw them, I would have said that you needed no embellishment, but now that I've seen them I think that they're great. However, when Angie and Harriet got their nipples pierced, they were told not to wear their chains until the new piercings had healed. Should you be wearing that chain?” “Well. I explained to the man who did all my piercings how important it was that I wear this chain tomorrow night. He gave me a little tube of antibiotic ointment, and showed me how to rub it into the holes. He said that if I did that two or three times a day I ought to be OK.” Friday night people started arriving at about 8pm. Sarah and I went to let the first arrivals in, Sarah was dressed as I had seen her the night before, I was dressed only in a pair of jeans. No shirt, no undies, bare feet. First to arrive were Wendy, from Sarah's work and her husband, Steven. Sarah hugged and kissed Wendy, then passed her on to me as Sarah wrapped her arms around Steven. After kissing me and hugging me, Wendy asked, “Lilly tells me that you taught her to enjoy anal, and that you are very gentle. Would you teach me tonight, please?” “Lilly? Oh, I remember! That used to be Slut's name when she first came to live here. She asked to be called Slut after her first 3-cock fuck. I don't suppose that she uses that name outside this house though.” “But, will you teach me tonight?” “Of course I'll give you your first lesson tonight, but you'll have to come back for refresher lessons before you can graduate from my school of anal fucking. Are you sufficiently committed to keep coming back?” As we talked I was exploring her beautiful body. I started by sliding my hand up her back under her top. When I got to where her bra strap might have been, there was nothing but her smooth skin. Wendy pulled a little away form me and pulled her top off over her head. “Please play with my nipples. I'd love it if you sucked them.” Then she looked across to where Sarah and Steven were still in a clinch. Steven's jeans and his underpants were around his ankles. “I see that Sarah has found my husband's cock. I'm going to do that to you.” And she undid my jeans and slid them down to my ankles. “Don't you wear undies?” “Not on party night. Sarah said to wear the absolute minimum of clothing.” “I'll remember that for next time, assuming that there is a next time.” “We all hope that there will be a next time.” Then I pushed her skirt up so that it was bunched around her waist and pushed her panties aside and plunged my fingers into her cunt. Meanwhile my cock was reaching full erection as Wendy stroked me gently. Just then the door bell rang and Angie and Harriet went to answer it. Tom and Dick walked in and were greeted by the two girls. While the new arrivals were hugging and kissing the girls, Paul and Kevin walked in the door and joined in the hugging and kissing. Paul looked at Sarah and Steven, then at Wendy and me. “Are we late? The party seems to be going full swing already.” “No.” Angie replied, “Wendy and Steven arrived just minutes before you. I think they are just very randy.” Just then the doorbell rang again. Slut went to answer it. “Hi. My name's John. Is this the right place?” Then he noticed that Slut was almost naked, with her silver chain hanging from her bare, pierced nipples, a tiny patch of cloth covering her pussy and her red high heels. “I guess this is the right place all right.” “Come on in. How about a kiss to show that you want me?” Our fuckfest was off to a good start! “OK everyone. Can I have your attention for a minute please. I'm Sarah, and, on behalf of my husband, Phil, and myself, I welcome you all here tonight. We hope that you will all enjoy yourselves so much tonight that you will want to come back again, next Friday. Out by the pool there are tables loaded with finger food and lots to drink. There will not be a formal meal tonight, because it would interfere with the fucking. Please help yourselves to whatever you fancy. There are also mattresses on the deck outside for you to use as you see fit. And there are condoms, for anyone who wants them, and KY lube too. There are only two rules tonight: (1) Whatever you do you do in front of us all, and (2) No means no. Play nicely please and enjoy yourselves.” Wendy quickly slipped her skirt off, stepped out of her shoes and slid her panties off too. Standing naked in front of me she asked: “Can I have my first lesson now, please?” We walked, arm in arm out to the deck beside the pool and found a tube of lube. I gave her some to smear on my cock while I pressed one finger, covered with a generous dollop of jelly, into her anus and moved it around. “Does that feel OK?” “Yes. That's actually quite nice, much better than I expected. But your cock is much thicker than your finger.” “Don't worry. Soon I'll have two fingers in you, then three. By the time that I push my cock into you you'll be ready for it.” Who knows how long it took, but eventually, when I pressed the head of my cock against her arsehole it slid in surprisingly easily. Wendy was bent forward, resting on the back of a chair and I was standing behind her. I reached around her waist and diddled her clit as I stroked slowly in and out. “Oh! Phil! I'm actually liking this. Oh! Yes! Oh!” After she came for the first time I kept stroking in and out of her anus. Now I was holding her hips to steady her as my fucking became more strenuous. At last I was rewarded by that magnificent feeling of release as I pumped her bowel full of my sperm. “Oh! I can feel your cock pulsing inside me. Oh! I'm cumming again.” I pulled her up so that her back was pressed against my chest. I was holding her by her tits and kissing the back of her neck. My cock eventually softened and slipped out of her. She turned in my arms and kissed me lovingly.” “Lilly ... Slut was right. You are a talented teacher. Thank you. I'm really looking forward to my next lesson. I hope that it can be soon?” When we looked around, all the couplings had changed. Steven who had been with Sarah was now lying on a mattress beside Slut and they both had that well-fucked look on their faces. I knew that I had taken my time opening Wendy's arsehole up before I fucked her. Apparently, in that time Steven had fucked both Sarah and Slut. Still my father had taught me as a child, “If a thing's worth doing it's worth doing well.” I'd like to think that if he were still alive he would be proud of how well I had fucked Wendy. However I really knew that he could never have approved of my fucking anyone other than Sarah. Sarah was now with John, and they too had well-fucked looks on their faces. Angie and Harriet were in a group with Tom, Dick, Paul and Kevin. I couldn't tell in what combinations. Everyone seemed to be sated sexually, at least temporarily. Everyone was naked except that the girls had all kept their heels and their silver chains on. Sarah spoke up, “Everyone. Now might be a good time to help yourselves to something to eat and drink.” Later, when we were cleaning up after the party, Sarah told me that up to that point the fucking had been frantic. But now I observed much more relaxed couplings or triplings or quadruplings, where one group of people occupied a mattress, while the rest of us watched and made encouraging remarks. Of course Slut asked for and got three cocks in her three holes, everyone, including the audience, enjoyed that immensely. By 1am the party had pretty much ground to a halt. Since everyone had had a fair bit to drink Sarah suggested that people stay till morning. There were plenty of mattresses, Sarah brought out sheets and blankets and pillows so that everyone would be comfortable. Once Sarah and I were alone in our bed (Slut had stayed with one or more of our guests) she rolled on top of me. “Do you have one more fuck left for me?” she asked, “I want to thank you for helping to make our first fuckfest such a success. I think that they'll all come back don't you?” “Yes I want to fuck you again. You don't need to thank me because I enjoyed myself as much as you did. And yes, I expect that everyone will be back next Friday, and I wouldn't be surprised if they brought a few friends.” To be continued in “Sarah left me 10” If you liked it, please give it a positive rating. If you didn't like it, how come you have read this far? |
This is the sequel to 'Sarah left me 1 to 6'. You will understand better if you read them first. I woke up next morning and looked at Lilly's beautiful, naked body beside me. We had slept without even a sheet over us. I stroked her hip gently, not wanting to wake her, but she stirred, opened her eyes, and grinned. “You know what? I could get used to waking up beside you.” “Mmmm. Me too.” Then I leaned in to kiss her. As I kissed her my hand explored her smooth skin until I found her pussy. By now she had her hand around my cock and it was fully erect again so she tugged the head towards her pussy, pushing my hand away as she guided me into her cunt again. “Oh, god, Lilly! That feels so good.” And I stroked gently in and out of her. We made love like that for the 10 minutes or so that it took for both of us to cum, then we lay together just enjoying the afterglow, and the pleasure of skin on skin. Eventually we agreed to get up and take a shower together. When we got out of the shower we could smell a mixture of coffee and bacon smells. In the kitchen we found Angie, Tom, Dick, and Harriet enjoying their breakfast. They had made enough for us as well, so we sat down with them and caught up on their news. They had plans to go to a nudist beach and invited us along but it was clear that whereas Lilly was now quite comfortable naked in this house, she wasn't ready to take everything off on a public beach. “So tell me Angie,” Lilly wanted to know, “which one's your boyfriend? Tom or Dick?” “Officially, Tom's my boyfriend and Dick is Harriet's.” “What do you mean 'officially'?” “That's what we tell Harriet's parents, and anyone else who is nosy.” “And the reality?” “We share. For instance last night Tom and Dick fucked Harriet first, one in her arse and one in her cunt. Then we sucked their dick's to get them hard again, and they both fucked me the same way. You should try two or three dicks at the same time. You wouldn't believe how nasty it feels.” “Well, maybe later. I still haven't had much practice at being fucked in the arse. But I can see that if I hang around this house too much, I'll eventually have to try it. It's not something that I would ever have considered before I met you all.” The kids went off to their nudist beach, leaving us wondering how to spend the day. “Phil, I'd really like to go to the beach, just not to a nudist beach, but I haven't got my bikini with me. Do you think that I could borrow one from Angie or Sarah?” “Why bother. We'll drive to Bondi beach and find a shop that sells costumes. We'll buy you one to keep here for the next time that you visit.” “Oh, dear! I wish that I could afford that, but I'm an impoverished Uni student. I'm working at Sarah's work during the summer, but I've got to save all my money to make it through next year.” “Don't be silly. When I said 'We'll buy you one.' I meant that you'll choose it and I'll pay for it. It will be a small token of my gratitude that you are sharing this weekend with me.” “I can't let you do that.” But eventually Lilly accepted my offer and we spent a very enjoyable day at the beach. Lilly, of course, looked stunning in her tiny bikini. No surprise really since she looks stunning nude. It was another great chance to get to know each other. I was impressed to learn about her Uni studies. She was 2 years into a 3-year PhD in astronomy. She had a scholarship which she had to supplement with part-time work during term time and full-time during the summer. Her tiny flat near Uni and her aging car kept her poor. Her studies required her to spend a few days each quarter at an observatory in the mountains west of Sydney, or at a radio-observatory further north. She had to explain to me what a radio-telescope is and how radio and optical pictures of a patch of the sky compliment each other. Over dinner that night the kids told us about the sights to be seen at their nudist beach. Angie was amused by the fat men who were so uninhibited about revealing beer guts and other less-than beautiful bodies, whereas Harriet admired the sculpted young men playing volleyball and Tom and Dick were excited (aroused?) by the stunningly beautiful young naked women. After dinner the kids went off to another party, leaving us alone together. We decided to skip watching TV and go to bed early. Lilly wanted to be fucked in the arse again, so of course we did. “So, Lilly, did we practice that because you are thinking of accepting Angie's challenge to try a 2- or 3-hole fuck?” “Oh! Do you think that I'm awful?” “Why would I think that you are awful? I've been one of three cocks fucking Angie and Harriet. I still love them both. If you have an itch, I think that you should scratch.” “Would you be the one in my arse?” “Yes. I'd like that.” We fell asleep in each other's arms. I had a smile on my face, I hope that Lilly did too. We both woke early and Lilly wanted to be fucked in the arse again. “Do you mind fucking me that way, Phil?” “No. I really like it every bit as much as in your cunt. How about you? Do you like it?” “Yes. It doesn't feel weird anymore. I really like it too.” “So? What do you want to do today?” “I'd really like to go for a long run, but I don't have my running shoes with me. Do you think I could borrow some from Sarah or Angie?” “I'm afraid not. Sarah doesn't have any and Angie's would be too small. However I have a suggestion. Let's go to the beach and run barefoot along the sand. I haven't been for a run since Sarah left us. I really need the exercise.” “OK.” Lilly put on her new bikini and I my budgie smugglers. We took beach towels, block out, books to read, etc. We left a note for Angie, saying where we were going and drove to the beach. Trying to keep up with Lilly as we ran convinced me that I should get back into the habit of running regularly if I wanted to be fit. After about an hour running back and forward along the beach I was relieved when Lilly was ready to stop. Then we went to a cafe across from the beach, sat at a table on the footpath and ordered breakfast. No one seemed surprised that we were dressed only in our swimming costumes. After breakfast we took our towels from my car and went to lie on the beach again. Lilly asked me about how I had coped when Sarah moved out, and I told her about how it had changed my relationship with my daughter. Lilly told me a bit about what Sarah had told her about the wild sex parties with Dick and Doris and whoever else. It was the excitement with which Sarah related these episodes that really got Lilly thinking about sex again, especially the type of uncommitted sex which so turned Sarah on. Then when Sarah suggested that I might be a good casual partner for her, she was wet thinking about it, even before she had set eyes on me. Just when I was thinking that it might be lunch time, my phone rang. It was Sarah. “Hello Sarah. Where are you?” “I came home to see how you and Lilly are getting on. There's no one here. Where is everyone?” “Lilly and I are on Bondi beach, soaking up the sun. Angie was still in bed, with her three playmates, when we left home. Should we come home to be with you?” “No. If it's all right with you two, I'll come to Bondi. Have you had lunch yet?” “Of course it's all right. No we haven't eaten yet. I was just thinking about it. Could you bring shorts and a T-shirt for me and something for Lilly to wear, so that we can go to a half decent restaurant? We only have our swimmers on.” “OK. See you soon.” Ten minutes later Sarah rang again. “I've just parked in the parking area. Where are you?” “We're just coming up the steps nearest to the surf club pavilion. We'll walk towards you. Which way should we turn?” “I'm right down at the southern end of the beach.” “OK. We'll turn left.” Actually, Bondi Beach is more nearly east-west than north-south, but because it is on the east coast of Australia, people tend to think of it as north-south. I knew what she meant. We met Sarah, slipped our clothes on over our swimmers and headed to a pleasant restaurant overlooking the beach, that I knew to be reasonable. “So Sarah, I didn't expect you home this early on a Sunday. How come?” “I wanted to see how you two were getting on.” “Not jealous, I hope.” “Not at all. I'm glad to see that you seem very comfortable with each other. Am I right?” Lilly got into the conversation. “We've been having a wonderful time, at least I have and Phil seems to have too.” “Great. I really look forward to the sex we'll have this afternoon.” “Do you want me to go home and leave you two together?” “Fuck no! Lilly! I want the three of us to fuck like animals. Are you up for it?” “Yes.” “And you Phil?” “Bring it on.” As soon as we had finished our lunch I paid and we headed for home. Sarah asked Lilly to ride with her on the way home. When we got home Sarah came straight to the point. “Phil. I've asked Lilly to move in with us. I hope that that is OK with you. It makes sense for her because she can save on rent and food costs, plus she assures me that she loves fucking with you and she is even considering a 3-cock fuck with you, Tom, and Dick. It makes sense for me because I like fucking you but I'll like it even more sharing you with her. Finally, I'm hoping that it makes sense for you because you seem very happy when you are with her. What do you say?” What could I say? I was surprised by how sudden this proposal was, but when I thought about it I really liked the idea. “What a great idea. Did Lilly say yes?” “She's waiting to see your reaction before she answers, but I think that she is interested, keen even.” “So Lilly? Is it yes? We'll have to find a way to give you a quiet corner to study in. Is there anything else that you'll need before you can accept?” Instead of speaking, Lilly replied by rushing to me, wrapping her arms around me and kissing me in the way that I liked so much. Then she turned to Sarah and kissed her, also full on the lips. We were quickly naked and in bed together. I was on my back with my cock inside Lilly's cunt while Sarah was squatting over my face with my tongue in her cunt, then licking up her slit to her clit. I couldn't see what Sarah and Lilly were doing to each other, but I learnt later that they were squeezing each other's nipples and kissing, with lots of tongue. With moans and groans we all came, me first then Lilly and finally Sarah. As we finished Angie walked into our bedroom looking to see what was causing all the noise. “It looks like I've missed out on all the fun. Has everyone had a good weekend? How come your home early, Sarah?” “I came home to check on Phil and Lilly. After all, I had pushed them together then gone off and left them to their own devices. It turns out that they've been having a ball.” “So you needn't have come home early?” “Perhaps not, but I'm glad that I did. That fuck that we just had was better than any I'd had all weekend. How's your weekend been, Angie? And where are your three playmates?” “My weekend's been great. Parties Friday and Saturday nights. Great sex with Tom, Dick, and Harriet both nights, and recovery on our favourite nudist beach yesterday and today. My playmates have all gone home to touch base with their families, but will all be back after dinner.” “There's some news.” I told Angie, “Lilly's agreed to move in with us.” “Wow! That was quick. Where will she sleep?” “Sarah, Lilly and I will sleep here. If you're home alone there will be room for you too. But I'm afraid that if you and Harriet are both here, there really wont be enough room for the two of you.” Sarah then changed the subject. “Angie, do you think that Tom and Dick would be up for fucking Lilly tonight? She confessed to me just now that she is ready to take up your challenge to her. She wants to have her first 3-hole fuck whenever it can be arranged.” “Really? Lilly? You are a wild one. I'd be astounded if Tom and Dick weren't enthusiastic for a session like that.” “Well, I've been practicing arse-fucking with Phil, as you suggested. I'm pretty comfortable about that now, so I guess I'd like to take the next step. But I'd like to watch someone else fucked that way first. Is that OK?” Sarah replied, “Angie, Harriet and I will draw lots for who goes first, you will be second and we'll see how many more the men can manage. Like Angie I would be astounded if Tom or Dick said no. For everyone to get a turn we may have to continue another day.” Eventually Dick and Harriet turned up together. Not surprisingly they were enthusiastic about our plans. “It'll be a sort of initiation ceremony for Lilly, into this house.” was Harriet's comment. Tom turned up about half an hour later and he too, was all for triple fucking everyone. Angie drew the first fuck. By now this was a pretty routine fuck for Angie, as she had had our three cocks in her three holes quite a few times. As soon as we had all cum, I turned to Lilly to see her reaction. “So, Lilly. What do you think? Are you ready to experience that?” “Oh! Yes! I was close to cumming just watching. How long before you are all ready to go again?” “That depends on how hard you girls suck our cocks.” Sarah and Lilly shared my cock and my balls, while Angie and Harriet attended to Tom and Dick. I don't know which girl was sucking which dick, but I don't suppose it matters really. Usually it takes me a bit longer to regain my erection than for the two younger men, but with both Sarah and Lilly working their magic I was the first to be ready. We went through the now familiar process, except that this time it was Lilly's holes that we were filling. Lilly gave little moans as each of her holes was filled, when Tom put his cock into her mouth the final moan was stifled by the meat in her mouth. Then, before we had started to stroke in and out of her it became obvious that a massive orgasm was shaking her whole body. As we each stroked in and out of her her orgasm seemed only to get stronger; I had never seen anyone cum like that. Lilly was so obviously enjoying herself that it was only a few minutes before I was cumming in her arsehole. Tom and Dick must have been similarly affected because they were not much behind me, dumping their loads in her cunt and down her throat. As Tom pulled his cock from her mouth she let out a keening scream. She was shaking violently. Alarmed, I pulled out of her arsehole and lay beside her on the bed, wanting to comfort her. She scrambled into my arms pressing her body against mine. Her head was resting on my left arm and with my right hand I was stroking her back from her neck down to her bum and back up again. When she started kissing my shoulder I relaxed, no longer afraid that it had been a disaster. “Are you all right , Lilly?” I asked. “Oh! Yes! Oh! I've never experienced anything so intense. Please just hold me.” Well, I had no problem with just lying there holding her, in fact it was a delightful feeling after an intense fuck. The others were all standing around the bed watching us. To start with they had had worried looks on their faces, but now they were just grinning at us. “I'm afraid that you'll have to manage without us for the rest of the evening.” Then I heard Lilly snoring lightly. She had fallen asleep! The others all headed out of the room in the direction of Angie's bedroom. Soon afterwards I also fell asleep, with Lilly still in my arms. To be continued in “Sarah left me 8” |
This is the sequel to Suzanne 1 & 2. The next morning I dreamt that my cock was in someone's mouth. Eventually I woke up enough to realise that my cock really was in a mouth, Suzanne's mouth. By then she had been bobbing up and down for some minutes and I realised that I was about to cum. When we had been together in Melbourne she had always swallowed my cum when she sucked me off, so I did not warn her that I was cuming. She swallowed the lot, then sat up and smiled at me. “Good morning sleepy head. You took ages to wake up. Did you enjoy that?” “Oh! Yes! I was having this wonderful dream and then it turned out to be true. Where's Maria?” “She got up ages ago and she is now in the kitchen preparing breakfast. Come on. Let's have a shower together and get dressed for uni.” After a very enjoyable shower, I put on a smart pair of jeans and a white business shirt. I left my shoes off until we were ready to leave. Suzanne put on black tights down to her ankles and a white T-shirt which revealed the shape of her nipples. “I'm sorry that I'm not dressed sexily for you. This is what I normally wear to uni. I don't want to attract too much attention by dressing up.” “Suzanne! You are simply stunning dressed like that. The tights show off your beautiful bum and your shapely legs, without hiding anything. Not to mention the delightful camel toe. The T-shirt with your nipples pushing against it is a delight, and the 6” of bare midriff between tights and shirt is a great temptation to caress you there. I'm amazed that you don't get raped by some of those randy uni students.” She came to me and hugged and kissed me. Of course my hands slipped around her, in the gap where her skin was bare, and held her to me. We did not have time for more than a quick cuddle before Maria called us: “Breakfast's ready.” In the kitchen Maria was still naked. “I quite like being naked around you two. I'm sorry to see that you are dressed already. Did I miss anything after I got up?” “Yes. I had this dream that someone was sucking my cock. When I woke up, the dream was real and the someone was Suzanne. I came in her mouth and she swallowed the lot.” “I wish that I could have stayed to watch that.” “Don't worry, mum. It wont be the last blow job that I'll give him this week. Maybe you'd like to blow him too?” “Hmm. I'm not sure about that. What does it taste like?” “I like it, but it is impossible to describe. You should try it at least once.” “Maybe.” After breakfast Suzanne drove us to Adelaide uni in her car. She parked in an area reserved for students which was quite a walk from the building that we were headed for. I was not surprised that Suzanne got many wolf whistles as we walked together across the campus. Suzanne showed me where her desk was, in a room with three other students, then led me to Prof. Jerry Smith's office. When we got there Jerry was standing outside his office talking to a secretary. He greeted Suzanne and me, then took us both into his office for a short chat before he and I would get down to work. “Well, Bill, how come that you're staying with Suzanne?” “Actually, we're both staying with Suzanne's mother for the week. Suzanne and I met at the conference in Melbourne and got on very well, so she invited me to stay with her any time that I came to Adelaide. But, when her mother heard that I was coming, she wanted to meet me too, so we are both at Maria's place for the next few nights.” “Well, I want to invite you home for dinner tonight. Would Suzanne and Maria come too?” Suzanne replied, “I'd love to. I'll ring mum and let you know before lunch time.” “Great. I'll let Sally (his wife) know to expect Bill and you and possibly your mum, Why don't you come to lunch with Bill and me? You can tell me then if Maria's coming too.” “Thank you. That would be great. I'll leave you two to whatever you're working on. I'll be back here at 12:30. OK?” “OK.” The rest of the morning passed quickly as Jerry and I planned a joint project that we had been talking about for months. For lunch, Jerry took us both to the staff club. Suzanne told Jerry that Maria would be coming to dinner that night and got Jerry's address and phone numbers from him. Over lunch, Jerry kept asking about whether we were fucking or not. In the end Suzanne promised to tell all when we were at his place that night. Then we all went back to our desks. I spent the afternoon working at the desk and computer that Jerry had made available to me. Soon after 5pm Suzanne collected me and we went back to Maria's. I phoned my wife while the girls were changing. She didn't ask me where I was staying and I didn't volunteer anything. She knows that she can always contact me through my mobile. The girls appeared from Maria's bedroom, both dressed to kill. Both wore very short wrap-around skirts, with splits up one thigh where the two ends joined. Their tops were little halter tops, very much like bikini tops, that left their arms shoulders and backs bare, except for straps around their necks and across the middles of their backs. They both had high heels on, Suzanne's were the ones that we had bought together in Melbourne. They both came to me and gave me a quick kiss. My hands enjoyed the feel of all that bare skin as they kissed me. Then they lifted their skirts to show me their bare pussies. Jerry and Sally welcomed us and commented on how sexy the two girls looked. I had been a bit worried that they would think that their clothes were outrageous, but apparently not. Suzanne and Maria kissed Jerry and Sally kissed me with more enthousiasm than I expected. Once the pre-dinner drinks were served Sally plunged right in (where angels fear to tread!): “Jerry tells me that he suspects that you three have been indulging in unconventional sex. Please tell us about it. I really love to hear about other people fucking each other, real people.” So I started by explaining that, although I still loved my wife of more than 30 years, she had lost all interest in sex, but I had not. Suzanne took over and told how we had got together in Melbourne, she needed a place to sleep and I had a hotel room but lacked a lover. She tried not to go into too much detail about what we had done together, but Maria kept butting in and reminding her about details that she had left out. We moved to the dinner table and Sally served the meal. Suzanne continued telling us all about her and me in Melbourne (See Suzanne 1 for details). I was thoroughly enjoying reliving our time together, and looking around the dinner table, I realised that I was not the only one enjoying her story, Maria, Sally and Jerry were all hanging on her every word. Eventually Suzanne finished to Maria's satisfaction, then Maria started to tell about the previous night's activities, with now Suzanne reminding her of omitted details (See Suzanne 2 for details). By now we had finished our first course and Sally and Maria carried the dirty plates to the kitchen and came back soon with desert. During the whole meal Jerry had kept the wine flowing, and now he brought out fresh glasses and a sweeter wine to drink with desert. When Maria, prompted by Suzanne had finally finished her story, Sally seemed quite sad: “Oh! I loved hearing all that. I'd love to be able to do something like that. Jerry and I have great sex together, but sometimes I yearn for something more outrageous. What about you Jerry?” “I've never told you because I thought that it would shock you, but I've often thought that it would be fun to try swinging.” Sally and Maria went to the kitchen again. Almost as soon as they were gone we heard Sally scream. Jerry went running to see what was wrong, but then came back grinning. “Maria was showing Sally her freshly shaved pussy. Sally's scream was of excitement, not horror or fear. It seems that you, Suzanne, are very gentle and careful at shaving pussies. I suspect that Sally is going to want you to shave hers.” Just then Sally came back into the room: “That's right. Would you shave my pubic hair for me, Suzanne?” “Sure. Let's strip off and get into the bath. I'll need scissors, a razer with a fresh blade and shaving cream.” Suzanne kicked off her shoes and headed for the bath room, pulling her top off as she went. Sally followed her a little more diffidently. Jerry got up and followed them to the bathroom: “I've got to see this.” Maria and I followed Jerry, not wanting to miss out. Jerry stood just inside the bathroom door, Maria and I stood just outside with Maria's back pressed against my chest. My arms were around Maria's body and I lifted her top over her breasts and started to play with her nipples. After all, everyone else was concentrating on Sally and Suzanne. With Suzanne urging her on Sally, somewhat reluctantly, stripped out of her clothes, and climbed into the bath with Suzanne. Suzanne used the scissors first to cut Sally's hair as close to the skin as she could. Then she used the shower rose, which was on a flexible hose, to wet the area to be shaved. Next, she covered the area with shaving cream, before starting to carefully and gently shave Sally. When she had shaved Sally's mound, she used the shower again to rinse the bare skin. Then she checked Sally's labia and spotted a few hairs on her lips and between the lips and her thighs. More shaving cream, then one at a time she pulled Sally's lips back and forth as she shaved them very gently. By now, with Suzanne tugging on her labia, Sally was making little moaning sounds. Finally when Suzanne had finished shaving, she squeezed Sally's clit and stuck two fingers of the other hand inside Sally's cunt. Sally came with a gush of fluid from her cunt which mixed with the shaving cream and hairs still in the bath. Suzanne used the shower to wash everything down the drain, and the two women stood up and got out of the bath. Sally dried herself with a towel, but made no effort to cover her nakedness. Instead she walked up to her husband: “Jerry, feel how smooth I am down there. Do you like it?” They were standing so close together, with her arms around his neck, that I could not tell what he was doing to her, but it was quite obvious, from the little moans coming from her, that she was enjoying what ever it was. Then Suzanne came to Maria and me and just tugged on the velcro holding Maria's clothes together and let her skirt and top drop to the floor. Then she turned to me: “Your turn next, Bill. How about letting me shave you too?” I was taken aback. Did I want to be naked in front of these people? Then I realised that all the women were naked and so I decided, 'Fuck it! Why not?' So I slipped all my clothes off and let Suzanne lead me to the bath. I was hairy to about 3” above my navel, so she shaved all the way down my belly to my cock. Then she shaved either side of my cock by holding it out of the way. I was worried when she applied more cream to my scrotum, because the skin there is so rough, but she solved that by squeezing my scrotum and balls to stretch the skin and make it smooth. Of course, all this attention to my cock and scrotum had me somewhat aroused; my cock was more than half erect. And, of course the others, Maria and Sally naked, and Jerry still fully dressed, moved towards the bath to watch as closely as possible. Embarrassing! Then Suzanne pumped my cock a few times and I was fully erect. “Bill. I think that you should plunge that beautiful cock inside Sally's cunt.” “Oh! And what will Jerry have to say about that?” “Well! I'm going to shave him first, then he'll be too busy fucking mum and me to object to your fucking Sally.” “Well! That works for me, as long as it works for everyone else.” Then Sally turned to Jerry: “It's your turn in the bath honey. Get your clothes off.” So, apparently Suzanne's plan worked for Sally, and when Jerry stripped off too and climbed into the bath with Suzanne, it became apparent that it worked for him too. Sally moved over to me and pressed her naked body against mine. She is a beautiful red-head with big breasts that droop slightly. She is a few inches shorter than me so I lifted her chin to get her to tilt her head back so that we could kiss. We kissed for some minutes, then Sally started to pull me out of the bathroom, presumably to find a good place to fuck. “Wait! Sally! Don't you want to watch your husband being shaved by this beautiful young woman?” So we stood together facing the action in the bath. I held Sally against me, holding her from behind by her hips. My erect cock was pressed into her bum crack, reminding her of what was next on the agenda. When Sally held Jerry's cock as she shaved around it his half erect cock stood to full attention. He reached out to touch her nipples. “Jerry! I don't want to cut you. You can do what you like to me when I have finished shaving you, but please let me finish first.” Soon Suzanne was satisfied with her shaving job. She washed the debris out of the bath and turned her attention to Jerry's cock, stroking it gently until it was fully erect, then right there in the bath, she pushed him back so that he was lying down then squatted over his cock and lowered herself onto him. The sight of my young lover fucking her husband was too much for Sally. She turned to face me and pushed me back until I was forced to sit on the toilet seat, then she straddled me and lowered herself toward my cock. I positioned my cock at the entrance to her cunt and she plunged down my pole till our baby-smooth groins met. She was so wet that she just slid down my cock with no discomfort. Suzanne looked at the rest of us and saw that Maria was standing alone, playing with a nipple with one hand while her other hand was stroking her slit from her cunt hole to her clit. “Mum! Come here! Get in the bath and squat over Jerry's face. Get him to tongue fuck you.” Trance-like, Maria moved to the bath, climbed in, straddled Jerry, facing her daughter and squatted down, placing her cunt on his mouth. At that point I lost track of what was happening in the bath as Sally's lifting up and down my pole had it's inevitable effect as I pumped what felt like a huge load of cum into her womb. Oh! That felt so good! When I looked again, Maria and her daughter were both moaning from the pleasure that Jerry was giving them. Then Jerry lifted his hips high off the bath and held himself deep inside Suzanne as he pumped his load into my lover's cunt. We all came down from our orgasms and held each other tight in post-orgasmic euphoria. Eventually, Suzanne broke the spell: “Wow! That was great. I guess that we should be going home, since tomorrow is a work day.” Sally objected: “Won't you stay for one last drink. I really want to thank you for this.” Maria countered: “No, I think that we should go, now. But I would like to invite you back for dinner on Thursday night, Bill's last evening before he goes home.” Sally liked that idea: "Oh! Yes please! We'd love to come, wouldn't we Jerry?" "Yes. Of course." So we got dressed, kissed our hosts goodbye and Suzanne drove us home to Maria's place. To be continued. |
This is the sequel to 'Slut School 1 & 2' Please read them first. The next Friday night Rosemary rang my front door bell right on time. I was naked when I opened the door to her. As soon as she was inside the door she kicked off her rubber thongs, then I helped her take off the skimpy sun dress that she was wearing, and there we were, both naked. We wrapped our arms around each other and pressed our boobs and our cunts together. It didn't look as if Rosemary was traumatised by the events of last Monday night. Thank goodness! “Hi Julia. Where are Jules and Jim?” “They'll be here soon. I just want to talk to you one-on-one first.” “OK. What?” “Rosemary, you've progressed much faster than I had ever thought possible. I just want to check that you're not freaking out.” “Hey! I'm here, I'm naked, and I'm ready for whatever you throw at me. I told Ralph, before I left home, that I thought that Jules and Jim would both fuck me tonight. He said that he would wait up for me because he wanted to hear the details.” “Before any of that, I want to hear your take on Monday night. What did you and Ralph say to each other the next day?” “OK. In the cab on the way home, I knew that Ralph was going to fuck you in front of Sam and me, and Sam was going to fuck me in front of you two. When it happened I was surprised that I didn't feel jealous. Maybe it was because Sam was finger fucking me while you two fucked and I was stroking Sam's cock, or maybe it was because Ralph kept looking me in the eye and smiling at me or winking; I think that that was his way of including me in what was happening.” “When you two both came, I expected Sam to plunge his cock into my cunt, but instead he positioned us in a 69 with me on top. His cock was pushing in and out of my mouth and his tongue was exploring my slit, from my hole up to my clit and back. God! It was so exciting to be doing this in front of my husband and the woman who he had just fucked.” “After I had cum a couple of times he came in my mouth and I managed to swallow it all. I loved the feeling that came after we had both cum, especially when he pulled me against him and we cuddled together.” “Half an hour later he finally fucked me, missionary style, and I came again. I loved it. After you and Sam left, Ralph made gentle love to me and told me how much he loved me. We fell asleep, and over slept next morning, which meant that there was no time to discuss what had happened the previous night before we both rushed off to work.” “Half way through the morning Ralph rang me at my work and asked me if I was OK. I told him that I could not concentrate on my work because I kept thinking about the night before. One minute I was thrilled by the shear nastiness of what we had done the night before, next minute I was horrified by the damage that I feared that I had done to our marriage.” “He told me to concentrate on being thrilled, because, when we talked about it that night he hoped to convince me that no damage had been done to our marriage. After all, I had appeared to enjoy seeing him taking pleasure in fucking you, Julia, and he had taken great pleasure in watching the lust on my face as Sam fucked me.” “For the rest of the day, I still couldn't concentrate on my work, but I stopped worrying about our marriage and allowed myself to enjoy the feelings that I had experienced the night before.” “Normally I get home before Ralph and start preparing the evening meal, but Ralph had made a special effort to be home before me, because he knew that it was important that we talked about the night before. We kissed, he told me how much he loved me (a lot), then he told me to change into something sexy because he was taking me out to dinner. I asked him how sexy. He said classy sexy, not slutty sexy.” “I came down wearing my best little black dress. and my fuck-me red high heels. I had no bra or panties underneath my dress, but so far only I knew that. We took a taxi to my favourite restaurant overlooking the harbour, and he encouraged me to order whatever I fancied. He ordered two glasses of Bolinger to start, and a special bottle of wine to follow. Then he turned to me.” “'Rosemary', he said, 'I love you so much and last night has only made me love you more. I hope and pray that you feel the same way. If you can say “yes” you will make me the happiest man alive.' What could I say? All my doubts vanished as I leaned across to him and kissed him passionately. 'Oh! Yes, Ralph. I'm so happy that you still love me.' That night, and every night since, we've made gentle but beautiful love together.” “He tells me that nights like Monday night will happen again, but only when I tell him that I am ready for them. I'm so happy.” “That sounds perfect.” I said, “So when did he find out that you wore no panties or bra?” “In the taxi going home from the restaurant, I took his hand and pushed it into my cunt. I ended up with my mouth pressed against his, trying to stifle my moans as he finger fucked me to a beautiful orgasm. When we got out of the cab the driver gave me a big grin, so I think that he knew what had happened, anyway. Ralph only realised that I had no bra when we got home and I stripped off.” I asked Rosemary if she wanted to tell me anything or ask me anything. “Yes one question that only occurred to me afterwards. The other night in the bar, Ralph said that I should not fuck or suck anyone, for health reasons, yet you and he encouraged me to invite Sam home with us, knowing that he would be fucking me. How come?” “Well Sam is a special case. Ralph and I both know him well and we trust him not to give you any STDs.” Then I said, “I think that, while we wait for Jules and Jim to get here, we should take your training a step further. I'd like you to eat my pussy, please.” “But, I'm not a lesbian.” “I didn't for a moment think that you were. Nor, I assure you, am I. Still almost everyone is a little bit bi. It's good if we can admit this to ourselves, and enjoy it. How about it?” “OK. You'll have to tell me what to do.” “Just do to me the things that you like done to you. If I want something different I'll tell you.” I spread my legs for her and she dived in. For a beginner she was very good. Within minutes I was building to my orgasm. “Oh! Fuck yes! Oh!” “Hello! Hello! It seems that you started without us. Are we too late?” “Not at all.” I replied, “Rosemary is ready for you two to fuck her. I was just encouraging her to recognise the bisexual side of herself. Despite a little reticence she did a really good job on me. Thank you, Rosemary.” Then I continued, “Rosemary? Have you ever been fucked in the arse?” “No. But I don't think that I want to.” “Why are you here Rosemary?” “To learn to be a slut.” “Well, the most deliciously sluttish thing that I can think of is being fucked by three cocks in your three holes at the same time, but for that you must first learn to take a cock in your arsehole. How about it? I think that you will enjoy it, once you get over your inhibitions.” “Mmm. Well it was really hot when I watched Jules fucking your arse while Jim was in your cunt. I suppose that I should try it at least. Will they be gentle?” “Of course! Jules, will you get the lube please? What I suggest is that you take Jules in your arse first, then, even if you don't enjoy that you can still look forward to Jim fucking your cunt. How does that sound?” “OK, I guess. I'm still not enthusiastic, but I am here to learn.” About ten minutes later: “Oh! Oh! Fuck me!!! Oh, yes! Oh, Jules.” Jules was plunging his cock in and out of Rosemary's arsehole, while diddling her clit with one hand. Far from the pain that she had feared she was enjoying a magnificent orgasm. Then Jules pumped his load of cum into her and she came again. Jules' cock shrank and slipped out of her arse, followed by a trickle of his cum, mixed with the lube that he had used. Rosemary and Jules lay together in post-coital bliss. Rosemary actually dozed off. I left them on the bed for a while, not wanting to spoil the experience for Rosemary, but I remembered that Ralph was waiting up to hear about Rosemary's new experience tonight. After some time I suggested that Jim try to wake her gently, but he found that she had slipped into a deep sleep, and he could not wake her without taking extreme measures, like shaking her violently. I was still keen that she leave each session with us with a pleasurable memory, so I told him to leave her asleep. I rang Ralph and explained the situation. He was thrilled that Rosemary had enjoyed being fucked in the arse. At the same time he was really disappointed that he would have to wait until tomorrow to hear her description of her fuck. Finally, as a compromise, I invited him to breakfast early next morning, and he accepted. Then Jim and I got into bed beside Rosemary and Jules, who was also asleep. We have a huge bed which can comfortably accommodate Jules, Jim and me plus a couple of visitors. Jim and I fucked each other, then we too fell asleep. To be continued in Slut School 4. Please vote and/or leave comments. |
This is the sequel to “Our new baby sitter's mum (1), (2), (3) & (4)” It is almost certainly better if you read them first. I was ecstatic. Here I was, naked, in a room filled with other naked people, about to have sex with a man that I barely knew, while the other people watched, and I knew that they would all be fucking each other in random combinations while I watched. The sexual tension in the air was incredible. I owed all this to my wonderful, new friends Naomi and John. I emptied my first drink quickly and Jerry took my empty glass from me and put it down. “Helen, I want to fuck you now. I want to fill your cunt with my cum. Is that what you want too?” “Oh! Yes! Oh Jerry, I've dreamt about this ever since you promised that you would be the first to fuck me tonight. John and Naomi have awakened this need in me, I hope that you can satisfy it, at least for a little while.” “Enough talking.” he said and pulled me over to a vacant couch. “Now suck my cock for a bit, but don't get me off because I want to pump my seed into your cunt. I want to imagine that I'm making you pregnant.” “I'd like it if you made me pregnant. I'm off birth control and I'm near the end of my fertile period. So if I end up pregnant it may be your baby, although it could also be John's, he's fucked me a few times in the last few days, or it could be from one of the other men that I hope will fuck me tonight.” “You don't care who the father is?” “No. My daughter Wendy and I will bring him or her up. John and Naomi say they'll support us through the first year. I want to fuck and I want a baby but I do not want a husband, or a permanent lover. Does that shock you?” “No. But I'm really excited about making you pregnant. Come and sit on my cock. It's rock hard after what you just told me.” Jerry fucked me as I sat straddling his lap, facing him. I started to feel an orgasm building as I thought about his sperm seeking my egg, but then, too soon, I felt his cock spurting into my inner depth. Damn! “I'm so sorry, Helen, the idea that I might be getting you pregnant was just too much. I've never cum that quickly since I was a teenager. Let me eat you pussy to get you off.” He had me sit where he had been sitting and he knelt between my legs and went to work on my pussy. Thinking about how quickly he had cum in me gave me a frisson of excitement. I realised that I could have this effect on other men here tonight. My thoughts, and Jerry's tongue combined to make my orgasm build again. When Jerry squeezed my clit with his lips I screamed as a wonderful feeling swept through my body. Everyone in the room looked to see why I screamed. After I recovered, I saw Veronica moving toward me with a handsome man in tow. “Helen. This is my husband, Tom. I told him just now that you were keen to get pregnant tonight. I think he would really like to help you with that.” “Hello Tom. Does the idea of making me pregnant get you excited? Even if I do get pregnant you wont know if you're the father or if it's one of the other men who have fucked me. Does that matter?” “No. I think that that makes it all the more exciting.” “Please fuck me now.” It was a repeat of Jerry's performance. He was pumping his cum into me almost as soon as his cock was fully inside me. He apologised and ate my pussy to a magnificent orgasm. Once again the thought of making me pregnant caused his hair trigger. Oh! Well! I was grateful for his contribution of cum to my baby-making project, and the orgasm was mind blowing. After that the word must have gone around that a fertile woman wanted to get pregnant because there was a queue of men who all wanted to fuck me. As well as Jerry and Tom, five other guys fucked me that night. I didn't even know their names. A few of them gave me an orgasm while they fucked me. Like Jerry and Tom, the others came too quickly for me to cum but they all ate my pussy till I came. By the end of the evening I had a feeling of being well fucked like I had never experienced before. Eventually John, Naomi and I got dressed and walked home together. They invited me to spend the night, since Wendy was asleep in their spare bed. In bed with them, I watched while they fucked, then fell asleep with a big grin on my face and cum dribbling out of my well fucked cunt. I went back to Veronica when my period was 2 weeks overdue and she was able to confirm that I was pregnant. It felt wonderful to be pregnant again; I did not have any morning sickness, I liked the changes in my body, particularly the larger breasts that I developed. Veronica discussed my diet with me; fortunately she approved of the healthy diet that I always ate. Wendy and I were even more frequent visitors at John and Naomi's place and they shared my delight over my pregnancy. John continued to fuck Wendy and me regularly. Naomi didn't seem to mind sharing her husband with us. I guess the Friday night parties helped, for her and also for me. As my pregnancy progressed I was seeing Veronica at regular intervals. Then on one of my visits she pressed her stethoscope against my belly and listened for a heart beat. She seemed to listen for a long time, then finally she looked at me with a funny smile. “Helen! I think that you are having twins. I think we'd better send you for an ultrasound just to check, but I can hear two heart beats.” “Oh! My! God! I remember from when I had Wendy how much work having just one baby can be. I don't look forward to having twins. Wendy says that she is looking forward to helping me with the baby, thank goodness.” It was a hot summer and Phillipa and Mary loved running around naked all the time. Since they were in and out of the pool during the day there didn't seem to be any reason to make them wear anything. I was feeling the heat and one day mentioned to Naomi that I envied her daughters' freedom. “No one will be the slightest bit upset if you took all your clothes off too. In fact I think that it would be a good idea if we all did.” And, suiting her action to her words she stripped off there and then. I of course followed suit and John and Wendy were not far behind. “Mummy? How come no one's wearing anything?” “Well, Phillipa, you two seem so happy with nothing on. I thought we could all have fun too. Besides Helen is feeling the heat a lot at present because she is pregnant. She'll be much cooler naked.” The first time that John noticed the bulge that was my swelling belly he got very excited and came to me and ran his hand over my belly and said, “I bet that they are my son and daughter.” “You don't know that. They could be the children of 7 other men.”, Naomi insisted, “They could even have two different fathers.” “Well I fucked Helen first when she was fertile and I like to think that they are both mine.” “Your hand feels very nice on my tummy. I'll let you think that you're their father provided you keep fucking me. How about it.” So he fucked me there and then, in front of his wife and my daughter. After that I decided that I wanted to show off my pregnant belly. I took to wearing cropped T-shirts and mini skirts. When I couldn't keep my skirts up any other way I started wearing braces (=US suspenders), the important thing was to expose my swollen, pregnant belly. I loved the looks that I got from men who I didn't know. On Friday nights, of course, I was naked, but my swollen belly was like a magnet for the men there, particularly those who thought (hoped?) that they might have been the one to make me pregnant, I loved the attention. All that I had to do was to lie back and enjoy being fucked. Then when we were home alone one night Wendy came to me looking a bit embarrassed. “Mum. You've been boasting lately about how many men are fucking you. I don't want to seem ungrateful to John, but I've only ever been fucked by him. I'd like to experience more than just him.” “Wendy, most 13-year olds are still virgins. At least they were when I was that age. You're free to take another boyfriend, however, if you do, you'll have to give up fucking John.” “Oh! Why mum.” “Because the Friday-night party group is a closed group. No one is supposed to fuck anyone outside the group.” “Why?” “To avoid any STDs being introduced to group members. As long as you don't fuck anyone else, John is OK fucking you, however, if you go outside the group, he has to stop fucking you.” “But I don't want to stop fucking John. He's great.” “He is, isn't he. Maybe we can find someone inside the group to fuck you. I'll talk to Veronica.” On my next visit to Veronica I raised the issue. “Helen! You know, don't you, that fucking a 13-year old is rape, even if you have their consent.” “Well, John trusts us all not to dob him in. He's quite happy to fuck her in our presence. It's only a problem if it gets out.” “OK. I've been meaning to invite you and Wendy for dinner. I'll talk to Tom about Wendy. I know that he wants to fuck your pregnant cunt anyway. Is Saturday night OK?” “That would be great!” On Friday night Tom was quick to approach me and fuck me. He lasted long enough for me to have an orgasm ... only just. “Veronica tells me that you want me to fuck Wendy tomorrow night. Is that right?” “Well, yes. Wendy has only ever been fucked by John. I've been boasting about how many men are fucking me. She wants to be fucked by someone else, but it has to be someone from this group because she doesn't want to give up fucking John. I'm sorry if that sounds cold and impersonal.” “Hey! I understand. I love Veronica dearly and yet I look forward each week to these parties, especially when one of the women who I get to fuck just might be carrying my children.” “The odds that they are yours are less than 10 to 1. I'm glad that you understand about Wendy. She's still very young.” “I don't care that the odds are bad. It's still exciting that they could be mine.” He wasn't the only one that night who said things like that to me as they fucked me. As we drove to Tom and Veronica's on Saturday night, Wendy was very excited, I told her how much I liked being fucked by Tom and that I hoped that it would be as good for her as it was for me. From the moment that we arrived Tom and Wendy were flirting outrageously. I was surprised because she never flirted like that with John. Within 5 minutes she was sitting on Tom's lap. “Wendy? Does your mum know that you are not wearing any panties?” Wendy giggled. “Yes she does. It was her idea. She thought that it would be a nice surprise for you.” Thereafter, Wendy made a series of little moans and groans which revealed that Tom was finger fucking her. “Oh my god! Thank you Tom. Now fuck me.” As he fucked her she again made little noises which revealed how much she enjoyed having Tom's cock in her cunt. After thrusting in and out of Wendy for a few minutes he held his cock as deep inside her as he could and from the look on his face Veronica and I knew that he was cuming in her. At that moment Wendy let out a scream as a massive orgasm, the biggest that I have ever seen her experience, swept through her body. For dinner Veronica put a towel on Wendy's chair 'to catch the drips'. Tom asked me, “Helen, would you like me to fuck you after dinner?” “I'd love that, provided it's OK with you and Veronica. Is that OK, Veronica?” “Of course. He still thinks he is the father of your twins and it really turns him on. Wendy, have you ever done a 69 with another woman?” “Yes. Mum and I do that on the rare nights that we don't go to John and Naomi's place.” “So, would you like to do that with me while these two are fucking?” “I'd love to do that with you, but I'd really like to watch Tom fuck mum. Do we have to do it at the same time as they are fucking?” “No. We'll watch them first then do our 69 together.” I was lying on my back on a couple of cushions on the floor in their living room while Tom thrust vigorously in and out of my cunt. Tonight, for the first time ever he was lasting long enough that I had already had one orgasm before I felt his cum filling my cunt. That triggered a second orgasm, bigger than the first. My god! How I loved sex! Then Veronica took my place on the cushions and Wendy lay on top of her and they proceeded to pleasure each other. Watching this must have been very erotic for Tom because by the time that each woman had her second orgasm Tom's cock was as stiff as it had been when he was fucking me. When Wendy saw this she got an evil little smile and crawled over to Tom and started sucking on his cock. Veronica came and sat beside me, and as we watched she ran her hands over my bulging tummy. I reciprocated by squeezing her nipples. When Tom filled my daughter's mouth with his cum I turned to Veronica and kissed her, slipping my tongue into her mouth. “Well, Veronica, I hope that your husband can get it up one more time for you. You've been very generous, letting Wendy and me have all the fun tonight.” “Don't be silly, Helen. It's been a wonderful evening. If Tom can't get it up again tonight he'll certainly be stiff first thing in the morning. Either way, I've had as much fun watching tonight as you three have had fucking.” After that we dressed and went home. To be continued in “Our new baby sitter's mum (6)” Please vote and comment. |
It was 6:30pm on Friday evening when I got home from work. I wandered around the house searching for July, my wife of 10 years. There was a large casserole cooking slowly on the stove. That was a good sign. Eventually I went outside at the back of the house to our pool area. There on two recliners were July and her close friend June, both stark naked. “What's going on?”, I asked. “June's broken up with her boyfriend. I told her that she can move in here, with us. We've been discussing how that could work.” “Oh! And what have you come up with?” “Well. I started by telling her that we sleep naked and often walk around the house naked and we are always naked when we use the pool.” “And I said that I wouldn't want you to change that for me, so I'll follow your example. That's why we're out here naked, starting the way that we intend to go on.” “So what am I supposed to do when I get an erection looking at two beautiful, naked, female bodies?” “We talked about that too. I'm OK with your fucking June whenever you like.” “You can't mean that. Can you?” “I do. I really think that it is the only way that the three of us can live together in harmony.” “And you wont be jealous?” “Actually, I'm turned on by the idea of watching you fuck her, having her watch us fucking, or even the three of us fucking and sucking together.” “And you, June, are OK with what July is saying.” “Well yes. I've already accepted July's generous offer … assuming that that is what you want, Bob. You do want to fuck me, I hope. I don't think that I could stay here if you didn't want to or wouldn't.” “Of course he wants to fuck you. I've seen it in his eyes often. He's just scared to admit it to me or to himself. I'm right, aren't I Bob?” “Of course I'd like to fuck you June, but I would feel guilty afterwards. July and I have been faithful to each other for more than 10 years. I don't want to wreck our marriage.” “And I'm telling you that it would not wreck our marriage, provided you fucked me as often and as enthusiastically as you fuck her. I think that it would spice up our marriage. “Wow! You are really OK with my fucking June? I never thought that we would do anything so exciting.” “It is exciting, isn't it? I was hoping that you would see it like that.” “So when's dinner?” “I've deliberately planned dinner to be late, because I want you to fuck June first.” “What? I can't do that. Not yet.” “Yes you can. You have to. Until you fuck her it's just a theory. I want it to be a reality. June, why don't you help me to take his clothes off? I'll get his shirt, you go for his pants.” If you've ever been stripped by two young, beautiful, naked women, then you'll know how much I was getting aroused. If not you'll have to guess. Soon I was standing naked with July behind me, her arms around my chest, her breasts pushed into my back, while June was kneeling in front of me, the head of my stiff cock disappearing into her mouth. “June. If you don't want me to cum in your mouth, you had better stop. I'm very close.” June stood up, then she and July guided me to one of the recliners. They were both keeping a firm grip on me as if I might try to escape, although by now that was far from my thoughts. I was about to fuck June while my wife watched, and that was the only thing that I cared about. June lay on the recliner on her back and spread her legs. July pushed me forward,expecting me to plunge right in but I pulled back enough that I could kneel between June's legs. I licked up and down her cunt lips, pausing to concentrate on her clit, then sliding down to her fuck hole. I soon had June squirming and pushing my head into her cunt. I kept at her until I felt her body tremble and her thighs squeeze my head as she reached a first climax. Then I placed myself over June. To my complete surprise my wife's hand took hold of my dick and steered it into June's vagina. I decided that I liked that touch – it meant that my wife was in favour of what I was doing. Then I slid easily into June and waited a few seconds fully inside her before pulling most of the way out. That was when I felt my wife's hand slide in between June and me. I realised that she was massaging June's clit as I fucked her. Rather than shocked I was turned on by this unexpected turn of events. Apparently June was too; her next orgasm swept through her body almost immediately, which caused her cunt to clench my dick repeatedly. Then I was pumping my cum into June. It was all over a bit too quickly, but, hey, it felt so good. And there would be other times. “I'm going to dish the dinner.”, July announced while June and I just lay together on the recliner, enjoying our post-coital euphoria, “Come through when you've recovered.” Over dinner we discussed our new life style. “So what do you think, Bob? Do you think that it will work with the three of us?”, July wanted to know. “I'm worried that I wont be able to keep up with the two of you. I may have to get a supply of viagra or cialis.” “What do you mean?”, July mocked indignation. “The two of us naked all the time wont be enough for you to get it up?” “What I mean is that, assuming that June is as demanding sexually as you are, and I don't see any indication to the contrary, then I'll be completely exhausted in a month – make that a fortnight.” “Oh! Poor Bob! It would be a great way to die though, wouldn't it? Fucked to exhaustion by two sexy bitches.”, was June's comment. We all laughed. “Seriously, though, if you don't think that we'll all be happy together, then I'd better not move in. I'd hate to be the one who wrecked your marriage.” “Don't be silly.”, July and I said simultaneously. “It'll be fantastic. We'll make it work.” “After fucking you just now, with July's help,”, I added, “I'm completely sold on the idea of you living with us.” If people vote for this story I'll write a sequel. Please vote and comment. |
I arrived home from work and found nobody in the house, so I walked through the house to the pool area and saw Brian, our 13-year old son, and Helen, our 11-year old daughter playing on rubber floats in the pool. My wife, Cathy, was lying on a recliner in a patch of shade beside the pool. The three of them were naked, as is our custom. The kids have grown up thinking that nudity in the house is normal. This has occasionally caused minor problems, such as when they started to go on sleep-overs with their school friends, or when they invited friends home after school, but they accepted our explanation that what we were comfortable with was not acceptable to most other families. I kissed my wife, yelled “Hi” to the kids, then walked back into the house to take off my clothes. Back beside the pool I handed Cathy a glass of chardonnay and relaxed in another recliner with a cold tinny (=beer can). I was just thinking of going back to the kitchen for another round when I heard, coming from inside the house, a female voice which I recognised as Cathy's sister, Laura. “We're out by the pool.” called back Cathy. Laura came out to join us. She was a frequent visitor, and so was accustomed to our nudity. On this occasion she stripped off her clothes before she came outside. I was enjoying her young, naked body and so did not notice her black mood which would have been obvious if I had looked at her face. “Laura. Whatever is the matter?” asked Cathy. “My fucking boyfriend has chucked me out. He's got a new girlfriend. I've got nowhere to stay. Can I move in here for a bit, please?” “Sure, Aunty Laura, you can share my bed if you like.” Brian had climbed out of the pool and was coming towards us. He gave Laura a big hug, pressing his wet, naked body against Laura's naked body. She responded by kissing Brian on the lips. “Why, thank you Brian.” And she giggled happily. “Brian! Don't be naughty! Laura can sleep in the spare bedroom.” I interjected. “Brian's got a stiffy. Brian's got a stiffy.” Helen was out of the pool too and dancing toward us, drawing attention to Brian's erection. She too gave her aunt a hug and a kiss. “You could sleep with me in my bed if you liked.” she added. Brian disappeared into the house, his erect cock bouncing in front of him. Ten minutes later he reappeared with his cock now flaccid. Somehow we got through the evening. At about 9pm Cathy sent the kids to bed. Soon after she turned to me and said, “Phil. I think that Laura and you should sleep together tonight.” “How can I sleep with such a beautiful, naked woman beside me in the bed?” “I don't expect you to sleep until you have done what you can to help Laura forget that bastard. I want you to make love to her like you normally do to me.” “Oh! Sister! Would you really let Phil fuck me? Where will you sleep?” “Yes. I want Phil to work his magic on you. Tomorrow I want to see my happy sister again. I'll go and wake Brian and let him fuck me.” “But, that's incest. Wouldn't it be better if Brian fucked me and Phil fucked you?” “No. Brian can only last about 30 seconds. He'll never satisfy you the way Phil can.” “You've fucked him before?” “Yes. He needs a lot of practice before he can satisfy a woman, but he's getting better. And by the way, he knows that he must never tell anyone, not even his most trusted friend, for fear of someone telling the police.” So Laura and I got into bed together. “Laura. I really want to fuck you, but if you are spooked by this we don't have to do anything. What do you want?” “Phil. I've always dreamed of fucking you. I just never imagined that it could happen, since you are married to my sister. I can't believe that Cathy pushed us into this. I'll really owe her big time after tonight. Now, please fuck me.” I started by eating her pussy. I poked my tongue into her slit, then ran it from the bottom to her clit at the top, then back down and I pushed my tongue into the entrance to her cunt. A few minutes of repeating this and Laura had had two orgasms. “Phil. That was wonderful. Now I need to feel you inside me. Please fuck me.” So I did. I was so excited by the unexpected pleasure of fucking my sister-in-law that I came very quickly. When I came in her I stayed inside her. My erection did not shrink. I felt her cunt muscles massaging me which helped to maintain my erection. After enjoying this strange massage for a while, I started stroking slowly in and out again. “Yes! Harder, please!” So I fucked her more energetically. I lasted longer this second time. When I was just building to my second cum I realised that Laura's moaning had changed to a shriek as she came again. I could not hold back any longer; I pumped my second load into her cunt. I don't remember anything after that until I woke next morning. I slowly realised that I was sharing my bed with two other bodies. I was on my side spooned against Laura's back. My hand was resting lightly on her breast. There was someone else behind me. His or her arm was resting on my hip and a hand was holding my semi-hard cock. Once I was fully awake I turned my head to see who else was in bed with Laura and me; it was Helen, my 11-year old daughter. “Good morning Helen. How come you're in my bed?” “I had a nightmare in the night and came to you for comfort. You pulled me into bed and held me, but I'm not sure that you even woke up. Anyway I went to sleep again and did not have anymore nightmares. Did you really fuck Laura last night? What will mummy say? Where is mummy?” “Wow! One question at a time! Yes, I fucked Laura last night. Your mum will be OK with us fucking because she suggested it. Mummy went to sleep with Brian last night so that we could be alone together.” “Did mummy let Brian fuck her? Is your cock stiff because you are going to fuck Laura again this morning? Can I watch?” “Wow! One question at a time! Yes, mummy said that she and Brian would fuck. My cock is always stiff when I wake up. I'll fuck Laura again if that is what she wants, but I don't think that Laura would want you to watch us.” “Watch us do what?” came from a half-awake Laura. “Helen wants to know if I'm going to fuck you again this morning, and if we do she wants to watch us.” “Yes and yes. I want you to fuck me again, and I'd love it if Helen watches us. Oooh! Someone's got her hand wrapped around your cock.” Helen let go of my cock and moved back to the edge of the bed, then Laura pushed me onto my back, and swung her leg over my lower body, and without any foreplay swallowed my cock into her cunt. As she lifted herself up and lowered herself down my pole, over and over again I held her breasts and massaged her nipples. “Oh! I love that feeling. Helen, rub my clit, would you please?” I was shocked by this request, but Helen didn't hesitate to reach in between us, locate Laura's clit and diddle it. Thinking back I now think that, this was no worse than allowing Helen to watch us fuck. Well, I'm proud to say that I managed to hold off my orgasm until Laura woke the whole house as hers hit her, then I moaned and deposited my load of cum deep inside her. “Awesome! I want to experience that!” said Helen. “Awesome! I need to experience that soon!” said Cathy from the open door to the bedroom. “How long have you been watching us?” I asked my wife. “Since Laura climbed on top of you. Helen, what are you doing here?” “I had a nightmare. I came looking for you but you weren't here so I cuddled up to daddy and fell asleep.” “When I woke up she was holding my erect cock and wanted to watch me fuck Laura again.” “Well, young miss, you know not to talk about any of this to anyone outside this house.” “Yes, mummy. You're always telling me that.” “Well, it's important.” “Mummy? How come every one gets to fuck except me? I want to know what it feels like.” “Well, honey, you and I will talk about it later. I think that I'll have to take you to the doctor to get you on the pill. It would not be very good for you to get pregnant, so young.” I was amazed by my wife's attitude. We had often talked about swinging while we fucked, but that was just fantasy, wasn't it? Yet here she was, quite happy to watch me fuck her sister after she had fucked our son, and now she was talking about putting Helen on the pill so that someone (me? Brian?) could fuck her without getting her pregnant. Well I was not about to complain. So that was the first night of Laura's stay with us, and the start of a very busy sex life for me. To be continued. |
Hi. I'm Rosalie. My son, Sam, has posted 'Sam & Alicia', 'Sam & Alicia 2', and 'Sam& Alicia 3'. Now I am going to tell the next part of the story. My partner, Phil, was off back to Thailand, and Sam and Alicia were going to join her parents at Avoca, a beach side resort north of Sydney. On Saturday I drove Phil to the airport and bad him farewell. I knew when we said goodbye that he would be screwing rich tourists who went out on the dive boat that he worked on, and I was free to fuck my son, Sam, his girlfriend, Alicia, or anyone else who was available. I was happier this time than the first time that he had left me to go to Thailand, because, somehow, we seemed to have separated lust from love. He had told me that I was still his girlfriend before telling me stories of all the rich tourists that he had fucked. This past week, we had had some pretty wild sex, including a DP last night with Phil in my pussy and Sam in my anus and Alicia helping Sam with lube and things. After we farewelled Phil at the airport, I took Sam and Alicia to Avoca, about a three-hour drive from the airport. We arrived just as Wendy and Ted, Alicia's mum and dad, were about to eat lunch. They invited me to eat lunch with them and, since I was not in a hurry to get back to my empty house, I accepted gratefully. We learnt that Brian, Alicia's older brother, had met a new girlfriend and was spending all his time with her. We did not see him the whole time that I was there. Over lunch we chatted about this and that. I mentioned that I was in no hurry to go home to my empty home, so Wendy suggested that I stay for the afternoon and join them on the beach, across the road from their flat ('apartment' in American). To farewell Phil I had worn my sexiest gear, the backless top that I had worn to the restaurant both times and a very short skirt. No bra, no panties. I kept flashing Phil in the car on the way to the airport, to remind him of what he was leaving. I didn't have a bikini to wear to the beach but felt that I would be comfortable on the beach dressed like that. When we got to the beach Wendy and Ted spread their large beach towels out with a slight overlap which left enough space for me between them. Sam and Alicia dropped their towels beside us and Alicia dropped her bikini top too, then Sam and Alicia wandered off, hand-in-hand and were last seen talking to some young people their own age further down the beach. Then Wendy took off her bikini top and asked me to spread blockout on her back. When I had finished I offered to do her front too. She looked at me a little askance for a moment, then smiled and said “Why not?” so I did, paying special attention to her beautiful boobs and squeezing her nipples briefly too. Then I took off my top and asked Wendy to return the compliment. She did pretty much as I had done except that she spent even more time squeezing my nipples than I had hers. Wendy then raised the subject of Sam and Alicia's sexual activity. “When Sam and Alicia started fucking, she used to tell me all about it and I got enormous vicarious pleasure from her stories, then, suddenly she clammed up saying that she couldn't tell me anymore. I was so disappointed.” “Oh dear, I am sorry. That is my fault. If I tell you, you will understand why I asked her not to tell even you, but first you will have to promise me that you will never tell anyone else.” “We both promise. Don't we Ted?” “Sure. I promise. I love a good mystery.” So then I told them everything, about Sam fucking me the night that Phil left and my fear that I could go to gaol if anyone told the police. About Alicia's sexual fantasies and how we made them realities. I even told them about Phil's fucking his rich dive-school clients in Thailand, and I finished by describing my DP the night before. Sam has described all of these events in 'Sam & Alicia', 'Sam & Alicia 2' and 'Sam & Alicia 3'. While I was talking Wendy kept saying “The little vixen. I've never done anything like that.” Ted did not say anything. However he was wearing a very brief swimming costume, known in Australia as 'budgie smugglers' because of the inevitable bulge in front, even when the wearer is not aroused. A budgie is Oz for a budgerigar, a small Australian parrot-like bird, now common as a cage bird all over the world. As I told my stories I watched fascinated as the bulge in his budgie smugglers grew larger and larger. Eventually, by the time I had finished my last story, Ted's erect penis was protruding about 2” above the top of his swimmers. “Oh! I wish I had done things like that when I was her age. Ted and I have never done anything wild like that.” “Wendy, I am about your age and I have just started having wild sexual adventures. If I can do it why can't you.” “Oh no! Ted would never agree to anything like that.” “Wendy. One very erect penis says that you are wrong. Ted wants to play as much as you do.” Then, with Wendy watching, I lent forward and placed my hand over the exposed tip of Ted's erection and squeezed it gently. That's all it took for him to cum in my hand and all over his belly, groaning loudly. Fortunately we were down at one end of the beach and there was no one close by to watch or wonder what all the fuss was. Most of the others on the beach were clustered around the flags which indicated the stretch of water where it was safe to surf. Seeing Ted cum, Wendy took my other hand and pressed it to her crotch. I pushed her bikini aside and slipped my fingers into her slit, searching for her clit. She was as highly aroused as her husband, and came almost as quickly. “I think we should go back to your flat and explore this further.” “What about Alicia's and Sam's things?” “Leave them. They'll be safe enough and they will collect them when they are ready.” Without further discussion, or bothering to put on our tops, we grabbed our things and headed back across the road between the beach and the block of flats. As soon as we were inside and the door shut, I grabbed Ted's budgie smugglers and pulled them down to his ankles, being careful of his still erect cock, which bounced in front of him once it was free. Then I turned to pull Wendy's bikini off, but she was already kicking it aside. Ted found the Velcro tab which released my skirt and there we were, all three naked. We left our clothes and towels in a pile inside the front door and headed for the bedroom. Wendy pulled the covers off the bed then sat against the bed head with her legs spread wide. I knelt between her legs with my face in her crotch and alternated between tongue fucking her and sucking on her clit. My arse was lifted up off the bed, offering my pussy or my arsehole to Ted's attention. Ted got behind me and pressed his erect cock into my pussy and started fucking me. He had no difficulty entering my pussy because my pussy was producing copious lubricant. In no time Wendy and I were moaning with the building pleasure that we felt while Ted was grunting with each stroke into me. Suddenly I felt a pair of lips around one of my nipples. Because my head was between Wendy's thighs I could not see who was sucking my nipple. Of course I knew that the obvious explanation was that Sam and Alicia had followed us back to the flat, but somehow I preferred to think that some stranger had followed us into the flat, possibly after watching us on the beach, and was joining in our little orgy. The idea that it might be a stranger sucking my tit excited me so much that I came screaming into Wendy's cunt. My spasming pussy triggered Ted's orgasm. My screaming into Wendy's cunt triggered her too. When I lifted my head from between Wendy's legs the first thing that I saw was Sam standing beside the bed with his cock still in Wendy's mouth and a dribble of cum on her chin. Even though he had apparently just cum his cock was still stiff and he was still thrusting in and out of her mouth. Then I looked to see who was attached to my tit. When I discovered that it was indeed Alicia I was a little disappointed, although I kept my disappointment, and my fantasy that it was a stranger, to myself until I had time to think about what that told me about myself. “Well Rosalie. I never thought that I would fuck another woman with Wendy watching and cheering me on. Thank you for introducing us to a new take on sex.” said Ted. “I hope that you are going to stay with us for the rest of the week end, at least. I really look forward to more wild fucking with you here.” said Wendy then she put Sam's cock back in her mouth. Sam came again into her mouth and Wendy swallowed his cum. Then Alicia dragged Sam off to her bedroom, presumably for a fuck. I wished that I still had a teenager's stamina. Without bothering to put any clothes on, Wendy and I went to the kitchen and organised a simple lunch. Once Sam and Alicia came out of their bedroom, looking very pleased with themselves, we all sat down to lunch. At the end of lunch Wendy announced “Rosalie. I would really like to try the thing that you told us about when you had a DP. I want Ted to fuck me in the pussy while Sam fucks my arse. Are you two willing?” They were so we all adjourned to the master bedroom. Her DP went pretty much like mine: Wendy lay on top of Ted, face down, with Ted's dick in her cunt. They held still while Alicia applied lube to her fingers and pressed one, then two, then three into Wendy's arsehole. Ted found the feel of Alicia's fingers through the thin membrane between Wendy's two holes quite erotic, and said so, so Alicia continued stroking in and out longer than was necessary to lubricate Wendy's shitter. Meanwhile I was lubing Sam's cock. When Alicia had finished Sam pushed into Wendy's well lubed hole and started fucking her. Within a few minutes the three of them were a quivering, orgasmic heap of human flesh. Then, to my surprise, because she had declined to try it after my DP, Alicia said that she wanted to try a DP too. “It looks so erotic.” she explained. To get Ted stiff again she had to take Ted's cock into her mouth. Somehow, having his 15-year old daughter suck his cock had the instant effect required. Then she climbed on top of Ted and lowered herself onto his erection. I took over lubing Alicia's arsehole, making sure that Ted enjoyed my attentions too, while Wendy lubed Sam's cock again. Apparently Alicia had never had a cock in her arsehole before, because Sam had quite a struggle to penetrate her. He was very gentle with her but he persevered until he was comfortably inside her, then he picked up the pace and again within a few minutes the three of them were a quivering, orgasmic heap of human flesh. After all that wild sex I could not tear myself away. The fucking became somewhat repetitious, although that did not detract from our enjoyment at all. However I will leave that to the fertile imagination of the readers. Basically, if you can think of any combination of some or all of the five of us (except Sam and Ted fucking or sucking each other) then we did it. I stayed until the last possible moment which meant that I left the flat at 5:00am on Monday morning planning to drive home, change into something more appropriate for work in time to start work at 9:00am that morning. What actually happened will be the subject of the next story. |
This is the sequel to “Grace in Disgrace 1-3”. I suggest that you read them first. At one point in the last chapter I changed Pete's name to Richard and later Grace's name to Gwen. Sorry. This chapter is told by Grace. Charlotte went back to her duties as hostess. Pete took John into his office to explain his probable new job as assistant manager, and Valerie led me around the club, explaining every thing as we went. All the woman were naked except for the red, green, or blue bands around their ankles, wrists and necks. Many of the men were naked too, not just the ones who were actively fucking, but also the ones who apparently, were resting between fucks or watching someone else fuck. It was not just couples fucking, either. There were groups of two men fucking one woman, either one each in her arse and cunt, one each in her cunt and mouth, or one each in her arse and mouth. “It's not uncommon,”, Valerie informed me, “to see three men fucking one woman in all three holes.” I shivered with arousal. It was like visiting a porn web site, only so much better because it was right there, in front of us. I felt as if I could join in if I wished. There were also a few couples, or groups of women, eating one another, or finger fucking one another, and there were other combinations of men and women. Valerie showed me the private rooms, which they had provided when they built the club, thinking that most people would prefer to fuck in private, but in fact there were only two of them locked, the rest were empty. Apparently most members, and their guests, preferred to fuck in public. By now I was so aroused by the erotic scenes everywhere around us, that there was a sheen of moisture trickling down my inner thighs from my wet cunt. Just then a naked young man, I guessed 18 or 20 years old, approached us. “Hello, Valerie. Can I please fuck the new girl?” “Hello Bruce. This is Grace. You'll have to ask her yourself.” “So Grace? May I please be the first one here to fuck you?” “Oh! Valerie. Is it all right if he fucks me? Why don't we share him?” Valerie nodded so then I turned to Bruce. “Bruce. I'd like you to lie on your back on that couch. I'll get on top of you, and Valerie will squat over your face so that you can tongue fuck her, while you fuck me or, rather, I fuck you. How does that sound to you?” He didn't answer. Instead he lay, on the couch with a big grin on his face and a very erect cock pointing at the ceiling. Valerie and I positioned ourselves over him and I lowered myself, impaling myself on his cock. At once, I was lifting myself up and down, his cock sliding out of me then back in again. I could see enough of his tongue that I knew that he was working on Valerie's cunt. At the same time his hips lifted off the couch each time I slid down his pole. I reached out and squeezed Valerie's nipples, and she screamed as her orgasm hit her. Then Valerie squeezed my nipples and I came at the same time that I felt Bruce pump me full of cum. Eventually we disentangled ourselves from Bruce. An older man and woman and a younger woman smiled at us as Bruce walked towards them. “Those are Bruce's father, mother, and sister. They seemed to enjoy watching us with Bruce.”, Valerie told me, “His father is paying for Bruce's membership until he finishes his university studies and gets a job.” We continued our tour of the club. “So, Grace, do you think that you would enjoy working here?” “Oh! My god! I just hope that John is as excited as I am. I so want to work here.” We went into the enormous kitchen. The kitchen was staffed entirely by women. They all wore yellow bands around their ankles, wrists and necks. They also wore protective aprons from neck to knee, but otherwise were naked. “While they are wearing their aprons they are not available for sex.” Valerie explained, “Also this kitchen is out of bounds for members and their guests. However, if they take off their aprons and go into the main area of the club, then their status is the same as the girls with green bands. Most of them do that occasionally, for fun. They're paid well enough that they don't need to do it for the money.” The kitchen was a hive of activity. Everything was spotlessly clean. Everyone was busy. It was obvious to me that they must serve hundreds of meals every day. When we rejoined the men, John grinned at me and pointed to a screen. On the screen Valerie and I were on top of a young man. John pressed a key and the scene came to life; I was lifting up and down on his (Bruce's) cock while Valerie was enjoying his tongue exploring her vagina. “I see that you enjoyed yourself, Grace.” “Well, yes. The scene in the club is so erotic, that I could not resist when Bruce asked to fuck me. It was my idea to share him with Valerie. Do you have a problem with that?” “Not at all. Do you like the idea of accepting Pete's and Valerie's offers of jobs here?” “Oh! Yes! Tell me that you like the idea too.” “I love the idea. The only problems are that we have to finish the court case against David Brown and we have to give notice from our jobs in Sydney. Pete, can you keep our jobs here open while we wind up things in Sydney?” “Sure. If you two will give firm commitments to accepting our job offers we can wait a few weeks before you actually start, although during this week, while you are here, we'd like you to spend a lot of your time learning the job. OK?” I was delighted. “I will really enjoy learning my job here.” “It's not all about fucking Bruce, you know.”, Valerie wanted me to take the job seriously. “No. I realise that. On the other hand I think I will always have moisture trickling down my inner thighs whenever I am here. I find the atmosphere so exciting.” “I agree.”, John stated, “In fact, I really need to fuck someone now.” Valerie stepped forward. “As assistant manager, you will be expected to fuck any of the hostesses whenever you wish. I'd like you to fuck me now, to celebrate your coming to work with us.” “Well,” Pete responded, “if you're going to fuck Valerie, I'm going to fuck the other hostess in this room.” And Pete lead me to a couch near his desk, sat me down and knelt in front of me and began to eat my pussy. I was so excited about our new jobs that I had a first orgasm almost as soon as Pete's tongue touched my clit. When he pushed his cock into my cunt, I came again and when he flooded my vagina with his semen I had my biggest cum yet. For the rest of our week with Valerie and Pete I never wore any clothes apart from my blue bands. We ate all our meals in a private room within the club. At least once per day I had Pete and John DP me, one in my cunt and the other in my arse. Of course it was not all play. I worked hard at learning my job and so did John. After a few days Pete and Valerie had sufficient confidence in us to disappear up to their penthouse, leaving us in charge for a shift. Of course it was comforting to us to know that, should a problem arise, they were only a phone call away. The best part of my job was walking around the club as there was always someone fucking that I could watch. Pete and Valerie insisted that patrolling was an important part of my role, as a hostess, watching out for possible conflicts and attempting to defuse them before they escalated. During the week that we were there I never encountered any problem of this nature, but Valerie had a few tales to tell. For instance, a new girl was terrified when four big footballers wanted to gang bang her. Valerie defused this problem by offering to substitute herself for the terrified new girl. The men accepted Valerie's offer and she enjoyed being fucked by the four big men. The new girl watched and saw that Valerie enjoyed the experience and has since enjoyed being gang banged by groups of men. Like the first day, when Valerie showed me around the club, I was always aroused as I made my patrols. The sex was so openly available. Bruce and his family seemed to spend part of every day in the club, and whenever he saw me Bruce wanted to fuck me again. Flattered, I always accepted, until half way through the week Bruce asked to fuck my arsehole. “Bruce, you can fuck my arse on one condition. You will have to recruit someone else to fuck my cunt at the same time.” “Dad. Come here please. You said that you would like to fuck Grace, right.” Once Dad understood what was expected of him his grin threatened to split his face in half. Soon I was the meat in a man sandwich, with Dad's cock thrusting in and out of my cunt and Bruce's pushing into my arsehole. Dad did not last very long before I felt him pumping semen into my cunt, but Bruce soldiered on for quite some time until I felt his cock throbbing inside my bowels. For the next few days Bruce and his Dad gave me a DP at least once a day. It was one of the highlights of my day, so much so that when our week was up and we had to head home to wind up our jobs and give evidence against David Brown, it was with a heavy heart that I said good bye to Bruce and his Dad, even though we all knew that I would be back in a few weeks. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ On the flight home we discussed what we should tell the people that we worked with and other friends. “I think that we should just say that we are to be assistant manager and hostess at an exclusive men's club.” John suggested. “When I give evidence against David Brown people will know that I am or have been a whore. I think we might as well be upfront about it being a sex club. I think that we should invite people to visit us. I'll be very interested to see who, if anyone, accepts that invitation.” ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ On my first day back at work, Rose came into my office and took one look at me. “My God, Grace, you are looking great. What's your secret?” “Sex.” “Sex?” “Lots of it. I've been working in an exclusive men's club as a hostess. In the week that I've been away, I've been fucked by ten different men, most of them multiple times. It was the best holiday that I have ever had, and the best part is that John and I have got permanent jobs there as soon as we can wind up things here in Sydney.” “What does your husband have to say about all that?” “He's going to be assistant manager of the club. He gets to fuck any of the hostesses, including me, whenever he wants. We're both very excited.” “You slut!” “I suppose I am a slut, but, do you know what? I'm the happiest that I have ever been.” “And is your husband as happy as you are?” “Yes. When John found out that David Brown was pimping me....” “WHAT! David Brown was pimping you?” “Yes. It's a long story but he was blackmailing me by threatening to tell John. We're taking him to court very soon. Anyway John had a PI follow me and take pictures of me being fucked by lots of men. John threatened to divorce me. I begged him not to but at the same time I warned him that I had enjoyed being forced to do things for all those men that I had never done with John. “We're still together in an open sort of marriage and we both enjoy the sexual freedom it gives us. As well as me, John also fucked a few other women while we were away. I never used to give John blow jobs, now I love to. I never let John fuck my arse, now I encourage it, and we both love it. But my favourite of all is to have John fuck my cunt or my arse while someone else fucks the other hole.” “You really are a slut, aren't you?” “I guess that I am. Are you jealous?” “No...perhaps a little...yes.” Then Rose burst into tears. “Rose, what's wrong? Please don't cry.” “Sex with Ralph is not exciting any more. We only do it about once a week, usually missionary. I wish that I could be as slutty as you.” I jumped up, wrapped Rose in a big hug, and kissed her tears away. “I've got an idea. You bring Ralph to dinner on Saturday night. Then ask John and me about our new jobs. We'll give a detailed account of our week away, and we'll all watch Ralph's reaction to our tale. If you're lucky he'll be turned on rather than disgusted or shocked. If so I suggest that I seduce Ralph in front of you and John. When that happens John will want to fuck you. Can you play along with my plan?” “Oh! You are a beautiful, devious slut. But what if you can't seduce Ralph?” “He's a man isn't he?” “Yes, but he's pretty square.” “Look, even if we don't have a little orgy, I'll bet you that when you get home he'll want to rip your clothes off and fuck you before you get to the bedroom. That might be all it takes to freshen up your sex life. On the other hand an orgy with the four of us would be very exciting. I would not be surprised if it happens.” ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ John, Rose and I were watching Ralph closely as we went into great detail telling him about our week away. We emphasised the joy we shared due to the sexual excitement that we both had felt the whole time that we were in the club. Eventually I got up to take the dirty dishes to the kitchen and Rose came with me to help. “Ralph's got a huge tent in his crotch.” she whispered to me. “Right. Let's step it up a notch.” I whispered back. We both stripped naked, I put on my blue bands from the club and gave Rose a set of red bands that I had made for her. She put them on, but looked doubtful. “What if this misfires and he hates me?” she whispered. “What have you got to lose. You're not happy as you are. If this works it will open up a whole new world for you and Ralph. I think that I can guarantee that your life will change, almost certainly for the better.” “OK” But she still looked doubtful. Back at the dinner table I went to Ralph and straddled his lap, facing him. “Ralph. I want you to imagine that you are visiting us at our club. I'm wearing blue bands because I'm the hostess. Rose is wearing red bands because she is our guest. I'm offering myself to you to fuck anyway that you like, and Rose is offering herself to John. Will you play with us?” Ralph looked shocked, horrified perhaps, but he did not push me away. Instead he put his hands on my hips and pulled me to him, so that I was seated on the lump that was his erect penis. I pushed one nipple into his face and he took it into his mouth and sucked. Rose told me later that, once she saw Ralph's reaction she felt that it was safe for her to sit on John's lap. The difference was that as soon as John had seen us come into the room naked he had pushed his shorts and briefs down and off, liberating his already-erect cock, which ended up deep inside her cunt. I pulled back a little and undid Ralph's shorts and we both lifted up while I slid his shorts and briefs down to his ankles. His erect penis was there between us. “Where do you want to put it first?” I asked. For answer he pulled me towards him and lifted me up, positioning my cunt at the tip of his cock. I reached down and positioned the head at the entrance to my vagina and then he lowered me gently down his very erect prick. Although Rose was lifting up and down on John's cock she was not giving my husband her full attention because she was watching her husband closely, nervous about what his response might be to our outrageous behaviour. Once Ralph's prick was sliding in and out of me she relaxed and gave her full attention to John. Meanwhile I was racing towards my first orgasm with Rose's husband. Then I felt Ralph squirting his cum deep inside my cunt. That triggered my magnificent cum. I slumped against Ralph. “Oh! Thank you Ralph. I hope that you enjoyed that as much as I did?” “I'm embarrassed to admit that it was wonderful.” “Don't be embarrassed, Ralph. When I told her how much I enjoy being a slut, Rose was jealous. I talked her into my little plot to enact a sample of what it is like to be in our club. If you both enjoyed the experience maybe you could move to being more like John and me. I'm a complete slut and John still loves me.” “So what does it cost to become a member of your club?” When I told him, the happy look on his face disappeared. Clearly it was far too much for them to even contemplate. “Hey! Don't give up hope. John, as assistant manager, can invite you as a guest from time to time. Whenever we're in Sydney we can hook up with you again. There are sure to be club members who live in Sydney and we should be able to help you hook up with them. “I can feel your cock is suddenly stiff again. Where would you like to put it this time?” Please comment and vote. To be continued in “Grace in Disgrace 5”. |
This is the sequel to “Suzanne 1” After I had met Suzanne at the conference in Melbourne, I had a strong incentive to make a trip to Adelaide. I had a standing invitation to visit a colleague at Adelaide university. I'd been putting him off until I had other business in Adelaide, but now I decided to bring my visit forward. I arranged to spend a week with him, and nights with Suzanne. Suzanne met me at the airport wearing a very short denim skirt and a white singlet top that did not quite reach the top of her skirt. It was obvious from the way that her top moulded to her nipples that she was not wearing a bra. I rather hoped that she was not wearing panties either. She was wearing the high heels that we had bought together in Melbourne. She gave me a hug and a big kiss when she found me in the luggage claim area, waiting for my suitcase to reappear. When we were in her car, she did not start the engine straight away. Instead she turned to me with a worried look on her face. “What's the matter Suzanne? Has your boyfriend moved back in? Have you got a new boyfriend? Why such a worried face?” “Oh dear! I'm afraid that what I'm going to ask you will shock you, but I've got to ask for my mother's sake.” “Hey! If you told me that you don't want me to fuck you any more, that would shock me. I can't imagine anything else that you could say that would shock me.” “Of course I want you to fuck me. I didn't get dressed in my fuck-me clothes just to tell you I didn't want to do it any more. It's just that...” “You want me to fuck your mother too?” “Shit! How did you guess? You're not shocked?” “Well, I haven't seen your mother yet, but if she's your mother she must be beautiful too, if a little older. I guessed what you were going to ask me because a moment ago you said 'I've got to ask for my mother's sake.' So what's the story?” “Well, when I got back from the conference I was really very happy. Mum noticed and asked me why. I tried to just tell her that I had met someone new at the conference, but she wanted details. The more that I told her the more detail she wanted. Eventually I relived all our fucks, during that week, with my mum hanging on my every word. I'm pretty sure that she had several minor orgasms as I told her details that you would normally only find on a porn site. “It seems that she and dad only ever fucked on Saturday night, in missionary position, with the light off. She had never even heard of anal sex, and didn't believe that people really did oral, although she had heard of it somewhere. Anyway, dad died just over a year ago, so she hasn't even had her Saturday night jollies since then. I asked her if dad ever gave her an orgasm, to which she replied 'What's an orgasm, dear?'” “When you contacted me to say that you would be arriving today, I rang her to say I would be busy with you all this week, she broke down crying. Eventually I understood that she would like us to stay in her place for this week. I can only assume that she wants more than to know that we are fucking in my bedroom all night.” “Well! You took pity on me when I told you that I wasn't getting any. I guess that I should be as generous to your mother. But, how do you feel about sharing me with your mum, because I definitely still want to fuck you. Hell! I probably would not have come to Adelaide for another six months if I hadn't met you. And by the way, I hope that you inherited your beauty from her.” “Since you're happily married to your wife in Sydney, I don't feel that I have any exclusive rights over you, so I'm OK with sharing you with mum. It would be great to see her finally learn the joy that good sex can bring. I think that it would be pretty kinky to have threesomes with you and mum. I certainly am expecting a lot of fucks with you, enough to tide me over to the next time that we can be together. From the family photo albums, I know that mum was stunning when she married dad. She's older now, of course but she still looks pretty good. I don't think that you will be put off by her looks.” “OK! How did you leave it with your mum?” “I said that I'd ring her before we left the airport.” “Well, you had better ring her and tell her that we are on our way.” While Suzanne was ringing her mum I decided to satisfy my curiosity. I put my hand on her bare leg and slid it up to her pussy. I was delighted that she indeed wore no panties. “Hello, mum. AAAHHH! Sorry mum, I screamed because Bill just pushed his fingers into my pussy. Bill and I are going to come and stay with you for the next few nights. Is that still what you want?” “I think he might. OK, we're just about to leave the airport now. We'll be home in about 30 minutes.” “OK, mum. Seeya soon. Bye.” “You think that I might do what?” “She wanted to know if you would make her scream like that.” “This week is going to be like no other week that I have lived, or even dreamed of.” When we got to Suzanne's mum's place she was waiting to welcome us. She was dressed exactly like Suzanne, except that her feet were bare, and I couldn't help wondering if she was wearing panties. Suzanne slipped off her heels and left them just inside the front door, so I did the same with my thongs (=UK & US flip flops, =NZ jandals). When I left home my wife had been surprised that I was traveling dressed so informally in a T-shirt, track-suit pants and thongs. I had told her that it was to be comfortable on the flight. Another more important reason was that, if the need arose, I could get my cock out very quickly. “Bill. This is my mum, Maria. Maria, Bill.” “Hello Bill. I've wanted to meet you ever since Suzanne told me about your time with her in Melbourne.” Before I could reply she wrapped her arms around me and kissed me like a lover. At first I was startled, then I remembered that, by agreeing to come here, I had tacitly agreed to fuck her, so I returned the kiss as passionately. I put my hands on the thin strip of bare flesh between her skirt and her top, then slid my hands up her back underneath her top, until I got to her shoulder blades. No sign of a bra strap! Good! Suzanne came behind me and slipped my track-suite pants down my legs. As I was not wearing underpants, my already erect cock bounced free and pressed against Maria. By now I had moved my right hand from Maria's back to her left breast and was squeezing her nipple. Maria was moaning into my mouth as we kissed, leading me to believe that she was enjoying this so far. Then, as Maria held us together with her arms around me, I moved both hands down to her bare thighs, then up under her skirt to her pussy. No panties! Better! No pubic hair. Best! Now Suzanne moved behind her mother and pulled at her top, wanting to take it off. Maria had to let go of me, but she stayed pressed against me as I fingered her clit and plunged a finger into her cunt. Once Suzanne had tossed Maria's top aside Maria put one arm around me, while with the other hand she grabbed my cock and rubbed it against her pussy lips. I had to take my hands out of the way, so resumed my attention to her two, by now erect, nipples. I decided that it was time to fuck Maria, but I did not think that it would work very well standing up. Then Suzanne came to my rescue:- “Why don't you two move to the sofa over there?” Maria led me to the sofa and encouraged me to sit down, then she knelt facing me with her knees each side of my legs and pressed herself down onto my very willing cock. She was very wet and I slid in easily, and was quickly balls deep in her cunt. Maria started to lift herself up and down on my cock and, instinctively, I pushed up to meet her down thrusts. I wanted to hold off until Maria came first, but I had not had any relief since Suzanne's and my last fuck, on the Friday morning which was the last day of the Melbourne conference. I had resisted the temptation to masturbate during the intervening two weeks because I wanted to save myself until I could fuck Suzanne again. Consequently I could not hold off anymore. As I squirted my load inside Maria she began a very low pitched moan and her cunt clamped down on my cock as she came with me. When she came down from her orgasm, she slumped against me, pressing her nipples against my chest. “Oh! Thank you, Bill! That was extraordinary. And thank you Suzanne for lending Bill to me.” “Bill's not mine to give or to lend, mum, but I really enjoyed watching you getting such a good fuck. I hope that Bill agrees to give you more fucks like that while he's here.” “Hey! Suzanne! Don't forget that I came to Adelaide to fuck you. As soon as I can get it up I want you next.” “Yes of course.” her mother said. “Yes, please.” she said. By now, I was naked except for my T-shirt. Maria was naked except for her skirt, bunched up around her waist. Suzanne still had on her skirt and top, although I knew for a fact that that was all that she was wearing. Maria straightened her skirt and went to pick up her discarded top but Suzanne intercepted her: “No, mum! Let's not wear any clothes tonight.” “Goodness, Suzanne, I've never done anything naughty like that. What if someone comes to the door?” “That's not very likely, is it? If someone does come they'll have to wait while I put something on. Then I'll go to see who it is.” “Oh very well then. Dinner's almost ready. Let's eat now and then Bill can make love with you Suzanne.” “Mum! Bill's going to fuck me, not make love with me. He's going to thrust his dick into my cunt, or perhaps into my arsehole. He's going to dump a load of cum inside me, and he's going to make me cum too. And you're going to watch us.” “Goodness. I don't know. I've never used words like that.” I joined in the conversation. “Maria! I think that you'll find it quite liberating if you start using them and let go of your inhibitions.” Then we all stripped out of our few clothes and headed to the kitchen while Maria dished our dinner. Over dinner we emptied a very nice bottle of wine from one of many vineyards in the Barossa valley, just to the north of Adelaide. We were all in a great mood after a very enjoyable meal. Maria was now quite relaxed about being naked and seemed comfortable with the fact that Suzanne and I liked talking about fucking and the like. After dinner Suzanne took control. We all went to Maria's bedroom and stripped the bedclothes off her bed, except for the bottom sheet. She had her mum lie across the bed on her back. Then Suzanne climbed on top of Maria in a 69 position and asked Maria to lick her slit and suck on her clit. This was obviously something that Maria had never done before, but when Suzanne plunged her tongue into her mum's cunt she caught on and did a creditable job on her daughter. Suzanne had given me a tube of lube and I now pushed some into her arsehole with one finger. I put more lube on my cock, which by now was bouncing in front of me whenever I moved. Maria had a perfect view of what was happening as I moved to push my cock into Suzanne's arsehole. As soon as I had eased into her she came with an explosive orgasm, gushing her juices onto her mother's face and into her mouth. I started stroking in and out of Suzanne's arse, really enjoying the tight hole. After a few minutes, during which apparently Suzanne continued to lick up and down Maria's slit, Maria groaned into Suzanne's cunt and came as explosively as Suzanne had. At that point I squirted my load inside her then collapsed on top of her, with my cock still inside her. Soon after it shrank and slipped out. After that we all had a shower together, something that Maria particularly enjoyed. Apparently she had never done anything like that before, not even with her husband. She spent a lot of time making sure that my cock was clean but it remained limp. Then we went back to the living room, opened another bottle of wine and talked some more. “I feel like I'm in a dream. I should be shocked by the things that we have done tonight, and yet I'm not shocked, I'm thrilled. Do you think that I'm disgusting?” “No, mum. The things that we have done here tonight are just some of the things that Bill and I did in Melbourne, things that got you so excited when I told you about them later. I just think that it is sad that you had to wait so long to discover the thrill of good sex, and I'm so glad that Bill and I can help you to make that discovery. Of course, in Melbourne, Bill and I didn't have anyone else to have a threesome with, so that was new, but I think that we all really enjoyed it. Right?” “Yes.” “Oh! Yes!” We continued to chat while we emptied the second bottle of wine, then we all went to bed together in Maria's bed, where I fucked Suzanne again, missionary style this time, and Maria watched. Then Suzanne switched off the light and soon after I fell asleep with Suzanne's naked body pressed against mine on one side and Maria's on the other. To be continued in 'Suzanne 3'. |
This is the sequel to Suzanne 1,2,3. I suggest that you read those episodes first. After our rather wild evening with Sally and Jerry, we got dressed, although the girls had very little to put on, and set out for home. Suzanne was driving and Maria pushed me into the front passenger's seat and climbed in on top of me, side ways across my lap. As soon as we were underway, Maria grabbed my hand and encouraged me to explore her pussy. Since she wore no panties, I soon had two fingers inside her and my thumb was caressing her clit. My other hand was stroking up and down her back under her shirt. Since she wore no bra either, I was able to stroke her back all the way up to the back of her neck. She was soon moaning and turned her head to kiss me. “Bill! It's years since I've felt this good. I wish that Suzanne and I could keep you here in Adelaide for ever. I know that that is not possible, but a girl can wish, can't she?” “Well! You know that I have a wife, who I love, so I can't stay, but I have every intention of getting back together with you and Suzanne as often as I can. If that isn't enough, why don't you go out and land yourself a boyfriend?” “Yes, mum! Bill's my lover. Why don't you find yourself someone else?” “Hey, Suzanne! At the airport you told me that you didn't mind sharing me with your mum. And you were quite happy fucking Jerry tonight, while I was fucking his wife. What's got into you?” “I'm sorry. It's just that I'm driving the car and mum's getting finger fucked, and you will only be here a few more days, and I'm as randy as hell.” That's when I realised that I had a problem. I was starting to love Suzanne, I really liked Maria too, but how could I spend enough time with Suzanne, and Maria to keep both of them satisfied? I wasn't going to make any hasty decisions, but I couldn't let matters drift too long either, in case Suzanne found someone else. “Hey Suzanne! We're almost home. As soon as we are inside the front door, I'm going to fuck you. Which hole would you like to be fucked in first?” “First? How many times are you going to fuck me tonight?” “At least twice. If your mum will help me get it up each time, I should be able to manage three times, and possibly one more for Maria.” “In that case I want it first in my cunt, then in my arse, and third in my mouth. OK?” Just as Suzanne pulled up outside Maria's house, Maria had a massive orgasm on my fingers. Shortly after 6pm on Thursday evening, Maria's front doorbell rang. Suzanne, dressed only in her high heels, went to open the door. Sally came in first, hugged and kissed Suzanne, then moved on to kiss me. I was naked apart from a towel wrapped around my waist, which Sally quickly pulled off and dropped on the floor, allowing my erect cock to bounce obscenely in front of me. Jerry came in through the front door behind his wife and wrapped his arms around Suzanne's naked body and kissed her most enthusiastically. I think he may have had some of his fingers in Suzanne's cunt, and certainly, by the time that they broke their kiss, his erect cock was poking out the front of his unzipped jeans and bouncing up and down as he moved. Maria came out of the kitchen, her body covered by a neck-to-knee apron. However as soon as she turned her back to us to lead us into the living room it became apparent that apart from the apron, she too was naked. Jerry moved behind her and undid the tapes that were holding her apron in place, letting it fall to the floor. “I've planned to have the dinner ready in just over 1 hour. That should give us time for a pre-dinner drink and a little play. What would everyone like to drink?” Suzanne collected drink orders and I helped her prepare and serve them. “Cheers everyone. Jerry and I have been having most wonderful sex since last Monday night. We've been going to bed early to fuck or suck, then waking up early to fuck or suck some more before getting ready for work. We never used to do 69s, because I didn't want to swallow Jerry's cum, but now it is one of our favourites and I swallow it all. I've even let Jerry fuck my arsehole, and I really love that too, now. I'm so glad we had such fun on Monday night. It has completely changed my attitude to fucking, and it's all because you, our friends, were so willing to share with us. Thank you so much.” While Sally was making her little speech I quickly finished my drink, then moved behind her and reached around her and slipped my hands under her blouse and around her body, then up to her breasts. There was no bra to get in the way as I happily played with her nipples, rubbing and squeezing them. The end of her little speech was interspersed with little moans as my attention to her nipples affected her. With Sally's encouragement and assistance, I removed her blouse and skirt, which was all that she had on. Both Suzanne and her mum moved over to Jerry, took his empty glass and put it down and then proceeded to strip him naked too. Since all that he was wearing was jeans and a shirt this did not take long. By now Suzanne was the only one in the room wearing anything; she still had her high heels on. At that point I lost interest in what Suzanne Maria and Jerry were doing together because Sally got me to lie on the carpet on my back then she lay on top of me with her freshly shaved cunt in my face and her mouth around my cock. For the next 15 minutes, although it may have been 5 minutes or 30 minutes, it's so hard to judge time when your building to an orgasm and finally cumming, I did my best to give Sally as much pleasure as she was giving me. Eventually I came first, but as she swallowed my first squirt she started cumming too, filling my mouth with her juices, which I also swallowed happily. We just lay there for a few more minutes with her still on top of me, savouring the pleasure that we had given each other. Eventually she rolled off me, sat up and helped me to sit up. I looked around and spotted the other three. Maria was on her back with her legs spread wide, Suzanne was lying face down with her head between Maria's thighs, and Jerry was slumped forward over Suzanne's back. None of them was moving as they were apparently also savouring their post-coital bliss. Eventually Maria came down to earth and stood up. “Dinner should be ready now. Suzanne, would you please help me dish and serve?” As we sat around the dinner tables on chairs covered by towels 'to catch the drips', the conversation turned to sexual fantasies. Sally went first. “I've just lived my sexual fantasy; I've been fucked by someone that I hardly know in the presence of my husband who was also fucking someone else. It's something I used to dream of, but never thought that it could ever happen. I do hope that we can all fuck together again sometime.” Jerry spoke next. “It's silly you know. I had the same fantasy as my wife and yet we never told each other. Even if we had told each other we probably would never done anything about it. What is it about you, Bill, that unlocked the forbidden door for us?” “Well! I think that Suzanne has to take most of the credit. She was the one who offered her body to me in Melbourne in exchange for a bed to sleep in. Then it was Maria who made it clear that she wanted Suzanne and me stay with her this week, and it wasn't for my conversational ability, not that I'm lacking in that department. Finally, Sally, about 5 minutes after we met you, you said: 'Jerry tells me that he suspects that you three have been indulging in unconventional sex. Please tell us about it. I really love to hear about other people fucking each other, real people.' I think that the 'forbidden door', as you call it, was unlocked by these three randy women.” “We may be three randy women, but you have proved to be two very willing men, you know.” We all laughed at Suzanne's retort because it was so obviously true. Then Suzanne admitted to her own fantasy. “After being with Bill in Melbourne, I was as randy as hell with no one to fuck, so I spent some time looking at porn on the web. The thing that really did it for me was pictures of girls being fucked by two cocks. I'd really like to find out what that feels like. It's so nasty that it really turns me on.” “Which two holes would you want to be fucked in?” I asked. “Well! I'd like you in my arse and Jerry in my cunt. Can we do it? Please?” “Well! I'd really like to do something special for you before I go home, but what about the other two girls? They'll be left out after all.” “Oh! Don't worry about me. I'd love to watch. Maybe another time I'll get to do it.” Sally answered. “I'd love to watch too.” “Well, if your up for it Jerry, let's do it. Have you got any lube?” Suzanne replied, “I brought some lube with me, just in case. Here it is.” Suzanne handed me the lube then collected a couple of towels from the dining table and placed them in the middle of the floor. “OK, Jerry, you lie on your back on the floor and I'll get on top of you. You don't look as if you need any foreplay, and I'm certainly fully aroused, so let's get started.” Once Suzanne was comfortably installed with Jerry's cock inside her, I pushed my fingers, covered with lube into her arsehole. I pumped my fingers in and out, knowing that Jerry could feel me as well as Suzanne. I had already lubed my cock while Suzanne was organising Jerry, so now I pressed my rock hard cock against Suzanne's bum hole, and with only a little difficulty slid into her. It was not the first time that I had fucked her arse, but it was definitely the first time that I had fucked her arse while her cunt was filled by another cock. The feeling was incredible; every time that Jerry moved his cock in and out of her cunt, I felt it, and no doubt when I slid in and out of her arse, Jerry felt me too. At first we had trouble finding a rhythm, not that Suzanne seemed to mind, judging by her moans of pleasure. After a bit we got into a rhythm where Jerry pushed in as I pulled out and vice versa. Suzanne's moans only got louder until they changed to a strange gurgling sound as her first orgasm swept through her. Soon after I felt Jerry's cock pulsing as he pumped his cum into her cunt and seconds later I was filling her bowel with my load. Suzanne screamed as a second orgasm took over her body. We all just lay together for some time before I eventually rolled off Suzanne and took note of the world around me. I was surprised to realise that Maria and Sally were sitting on the couch, side by side, grinning at the little pile of naked humanity that we constituted. “That was hot!” “I've got to try that sometime!” After that we all had another drink together, then Jerry and Sally gathered their clothes, but did not put them on, and headed home. As they were leaving Jerry and I agreed to meet in his office first thing the next day, Friday, to review our joint project. To be continued in Suzanne 5 |
Six months after my wife left me for a lover, that I had not known about, I was still bitter and not good company. She had taken our three kids with her and moved from Sydney to the Gold Coast, south of Brisbane. Her lover had been her boss at the job that she worked at for the past 3 years. I found out later that she was pregnant when she left me; since I had had a vasectomy after our third kid was conceived, it had to be someone else's. On Friday night I was at home, drinking myself into a state of numbness, when the phone rang. “John! It's Jenny. I want you to come for a pool-side barbecue tomorrow. Get here about noon. OK?” Now Jenny is married to my elder brother, Fred. She is a very stubborn woman who never takes 'no' for an answer, so, even though I did not want to go to her barbecue, I replied “OK Jenny. Thank you.” and hung up. Next day I was a bit late arriving at Fred and Jenny's. I heard voices coming from the pool area at the back of the house, so I let myself in through the side gate straight into the pool and barbecue area. Jenny came to meet me and gave me a friendly kiss. She was barefoot, wearing very short shorts and a short singlet top which left her midriff bare. It was obvious that she wore no bra because the singlet was moulded (=English spelling) to the shape of her nipples. “My god. You look so sexy, Jenny. If you weren't married to my brother I'd...” I thought better of finishing that sentence and left it hanging. “You'd what, little brother?” Technically I was Fred's little brother, not Jenny's, but she often called me that. “Well. Maybe I'd better not say in front of your husband.” “Oh! Come on. I would take it as a compliment if you said that you wanted to fuck me. So would Fred, I think.” “Don't be shy little brother. The thought of you fucking my wife is quite exciting for me as well as for her.” I was stunned because I had never heard either of them speak like that before. “Anyhow. You know our friends, Roger and Liz.” I dutifully shook Roger's hand and kissed his wife rather more enthusiastically. I knew them both from earlier visits to Fred and Jenny's. He was a bit of a bore, but she was great fun and easy to look at, especially today when all she was wearing was a tiny bikini. She has the sort of body that really looks good in a bikini. “And I want to introduce you to Tina. Tina, this is John, Fred's little brother. Tina is my little sister. She's staying with us for a bit after breaking up with her boyfriend.” Tina was lying face-down on an air mattress on the deck beside the pool. She was wearing only the bottom of her bikini, the top was on the deck beside her. To my surprise, delight really, she did not bother to retrieve her top, but simply stood up and stepped toward me to give me a kiss on the cheek. Delighted, I grabbed her and pulled her against me, pressing her nipples against my T-shirt. I half expected her to push me away, but instead she wrapped her arms around me and held me close. She switched to kissing me on the lips and, when I responded, she slipped her tongue between my lips. Again I responded by pushing my own tongue into her mouth. After a few minutes of this I felt that that was probably enough for a first greeting in front of the others, so I released my grip on her, expecting her to do the same and step back from me. Instead she continued to cling to me and to kiss me as passionately as you might expect of an established lover. At this point the devil put an idea into my head and I acted upon it, slipping my right hand up between us until I was playing with her left nipple. Her reaction was simply to moan into my mouth, apparently enjoying what I was doing, so I slipped my left hand up to her right nipple and squeezed that too. Finally Jenny tapped us both on the shoulder. “Break, you two!” Tina stepped back half a step from me, but she grabbed my hand and held it in hers. “John! Every one here is topless except for you. Don't you want to be part of the party?” I realised that Jenny and Liz had removed their tops, the two other men had been wearing only swim suits when I arrived. I, rather inappropriately, had arrived wearing my best jeans, a T-shirt and deck shoes. Tina pulled my T-shirt over my head revealing my not-too-bad pecs and my fairly flat abs. I kicked off my shoes, leaving me still over dressed in my jeans. Fred distracted me from an awkward moment by pushing a cold tinny (=beer can) into my hand. It tasted wonderful. “So! You two were both depressed when I last spoke to you separately. What happened?” “I'm not sure, but it felt good.” said Tina. “It felt good to me too.” Then Liz chimed in, “Wow! You two really turned me on. I'm quite wet from just watching. I'd love to get some of that action.” Then Roger stepped towards Liz. I expected him to reprimand Liz for what she had said, but, to my astonishment, all he did was to untie the bows on either side of her bikini bottom, letting it drop to the deck and then push her towards where Jenny, Tina and I stood in a little group. As Tina came to her, Jenny grabbed her and pushed her into my arms. I dropped my empty tinny and wrapped my arms around her. She immediately started kissing me as passionately as Tina, minutes before. What else could I do but respond to her passion? As we kissed I saw a pair of hands, which I recognised as Tina's, come around my waist from each side and unbutton and unzip my jeans, then slide my jeans and my undies down my legs. Then Jenny knelt down and helped me to step out of them. What was this, a conspiracy? I decided to just go with the flow. Our naked bodies were pressed against each other. Her skin felt wonderful against mine. It's no surprise that my cock was rock hard and pressing against our bellies. Then someone's hand was inserted between our bodies. Was it Jenny's hand or Tina's? The hand found my cock and started to manoeuvre (=English spelling) it toward Liz's cunt. Liz pulled her hips a little away from me to allow the hand to achieve its goal, and, before I knew it, I was inside Liz. Shit! The flow that I was going with had turned into a raging torrent! Liz's arms were wrapped around my neck and she lifted herself up, trying to get my cock at a better angle in her cunt. I put my hands under her bum cheeks and lifted her off the ground. There we were, fucking in a vertical position, something that I had never done before. Perhaps not my favourite position, but, hey, it was better than anything that I had had recently. Liz seemed to like it too because, as I lifted her up and down on my cock, she started to scream very loudly in my ear. Her orgasmic squeezing of my cock, combined with the novelty of fucking someone else's wife in front of her husband, and, apparently with his consent meant that I too came very quickly. When I recovered from a magnificent orgasm, I realised that the others were standing watching us and clapping and cheering. The two men, now both naked, were showing their approval in another way; both had impressive erections, bouncing in front of them whenever they moved. My cock shrank and slipped out of Liz, and I lowered her gently to her feet. She staggered off towards my brother, Fred. Tina came and stood in front of me with her back to me and pushed her bare bum into my bare crotch. As if drawn by magnets my hands reached around her body and attached themselves to her tits. As we stood like that, with me massaging Tina's breasts and her rubbing against my cock, we watched as Liz knelt in front of Fred, and started sucking his cock. Then Jenny went to Roger and pulled him over to the air mattress where Tina had been lying when I arrived. She pushed Roger down onto the mattress, face up, then straddled his body and lowered herself onto his impressive erection, and started fucking him for all she was worth. Finally the penny dropped. Jenny and Fred had been swinging for years with Liz and Roger. They valued Roger, not for his conversational skills, but for his huge cock, and to Liz's more obvious qualities I now added her willingness to share Roger's cock with Jenny. I had been missing out on this scene for all these years. As we watched all the action my prick sprang back to life, pressing into Tina's bum crack. She turned to face me. “You like what you see?” “Yes, but most of all, I especially like seeing, and feeling, your naked body.” She kissed me. “Do you like anal?” “I don't know. I've never tried it.” “Why not?” “My wife thought it was disgusting. She refused to try it.” “And you've never fucked any one else?” “Not before today. I got her pregnant when we were both 17. We married and had two more kids. Then she left me.” “Well, I'd like you to fuck me in my arsehole. OK? I'll get some lube.” She disappeared into the house. While she was gone I watched the orgy in front of me. As I turned my attention to them, it was obvious that Fred was cumming into Liz's mouth. She seemed to be enjoying it as much as Fred, swallowing all of his cum. Then Fred lifted Liz and placed her on the table beside them, so that her cunt was easily accessible to him. Then Jenny and Roger, moaning in unison, distracted my attention from what Fred was about to do to Liz. Jenny was still on top of Roger, but she had slumped down on top of him and was no longer lifting up and down on his cock. All the evidence was that they had cum at the same time and were now satiated. I looked back at Fred and Liz; he was now squatting in front of her with his face between her thighs. Apparently he was eating her pussy. Not surprisingly my cock was still rock hard when Tina came out of the house carrying a small tube which she thrust into my hand, then leant over a sturdy chair with her bum thrust toward me. “Put some on your fingers, then push them into me.” I started with one finger, pushing it into her arse, then with two fingers, moving them about and stretching her gently. “I'm going to like this. Now lube your cock and try to push it into me.” I pushed it in until the whole of the head was inside her, then waited for her to get used to it. Shortly she pushed back against me so I pressed on. She was very tight but after a bit I was right inside her, balls deep. Then as I started pumping in and out I reached around and started to massage her clit. We both came together, very quickly. For me the reason that I didn't last very long was the extraordinary goings on in front of me and the fact that I was fucking Tina in her arse in front of other people, all of which were novel experiences for me. I was relieved that Tina came so quickly too, otherwise my performance would have disappointed her. When we finished I realised that the others were again standing around watching us fuck, and clapping and cheering. Tina stood up and kissed me then took a mock bow to the audience. Then she took me by the hand and lead me toward the table where the barbecue was laid out ready. She did not seem the slightest bit concerned that my cum was dripping out of her arse. After we had eaten Tina turned to me and kissed me again. “I'd like to spend tonight with you, John. Will you take me home with you, please?” “Oh! Yes please!” Then she picked up my T-shirt and slipped it on over her nudity. “I'm ready. Let's go.” So I pulled on my jeans, stuffed my undies in my pocket, picked up my shoes and was ready too. We thanked Fred and Jenny, and I kissed Jenny and Liz and shook Roger's hand while Tina kissed Fred and Roger before we walked, hand-in-hand, to my car. As soon as we pulled away Tina leant over to me, unzipped my jeans and released my cock. I was so pleased that I had left my undies off, otherwise she would not have found it so easy to release my cock. She went down on me, making it very difficult for me to concentrate on driving. Fortunately I made it safely home, it was only a short distance, and drove into the garage. Tina continued bobbing her head up and down, the length of my cock, taking it right to the back of her mouth but not quite into her throat. Again this was a new experience to me because my wife had always been very reluctant to give me a blow job, although she was quite happy for me to eat her pussy, and so within minutes I was pumping my cum into Tina's throat. She coped magnificently, then sat up grinning and said, “How was that?” “Fucking great!” “Come on. You've cum in my mouth and you've cum in my arse, but you still haven't cum in my cunt. Where's your bedroom?” When I got out of the car my stiff cock was bouncing in front of me through my open fly. Once inside the house I grabbed my T-shirt that Tina was wearing and lifted it over her head which left her the way I liked her best, totally naked. She undid my jeans and slid them down my legs and I stepped out of them. I, too, was naked. But we didn't make it to the bedroom. Once we were inside the living room Tina felt the soft shag-pile carpet under her bare feet and decided that that was as far as we needed to go. She sat down on the floor and pulled me down with her. She lay back, spread her legs wide and somehow manoeuvered my erection into her cunt. Now I had not fucked anyone for at least six months which helps to explain why I was aroused again after cuming in Liz's cunt, Tina's arse and her mouth. However I was not going to cum quickly this time. I hoped that this meant that I would be able to give her an orgasm before I erupted into her cunt. After a few minutes of fucking missionary style, I pulled out and asked her to get on her hands and knees, then I plunged back into her pussy from behind, hoping that my cock would now be rubbing over G-spot. I was rewarded soon after by her moans, then she collapsed forward so that her face was pushed into the carpet. I continued pumping in and out until I felt her cunt walls contracting on my cock as her orgasm struck her. Then I pulled her back against me by her hips and held my cock deep inside her as my fourth load of cum for the day erupted inside her. I didn't think that I had another fuck left in me, but I was really enjoying the feel of Tina's body pressed against mine. We lay together on the carpet for ten or fifteen minutes, just cuddled together. “I'm a dreadful host. I haven't offered you anything to eat or drink. Are you hungry?” “No, thank you. I ate a huge lunch and we didn't eat until quite late, but I would love a glass of wine.” “Red or white?” “White please.” “Would you like to sit on the lounge rather than the carpet?” “But I'm dripping our cum. I don't want to stain your lounge.” “Here! Sit on my T-shirt.” Then I went to the kitchen and came back with a chilled bottle of chardonnay, two glasses and a bowl of macadamia nuts. We sat together, sipping our wine, and nibbling nuts as we finally got to know each other. We talked for hours about everything and nothing, laughing and joking, until we both had a fit of yawning. One of us must have yawned first and that triggered the other off. “Come on. Let's go to bed.” So I led Tina to my bedroom and we lay together. “Tina. It's wonderful to have you in my bed.” But she was already snoring gently. |
Sequel to 'Sam & Alicia', 'Sam & Alicia 2', 'Sam & Alicia 3', 'Sam & Alicia 4'. Hi. I'm Rosalie, Sam's mum. This story isn't so much about Sam and Alicia as about me after those two teenagers had compelled me to change my attitude to sex. The other thing that had changed my attitude was my partner, Phil, who, when our son, Sam, was 15, went off to a job as a dive instructor in Thailand. His tales of fucking rich tourists who had been scuba diving with him made me decide that it was OK for me to fuck around too. Sam and Alicia would be staying with Alicia's parents in a rented flat right on Avoca beach for the second week of their school holidays. I had driven them to Avoca, and instead of driving straight back home I had stayed for the week-end, fucking Alicia's parents while Sam and Alicia joined in. I enjoyed our fuck orgies so much that I had delayed leaving Avoca until the last possible moment. At 5:00am on Monday morning I drove away. I needed to get home, change into clothes appropriate for work, and then get to work by 9:00am, but I had not counted on some idiot driver who had caused a nasty crash involving two trucks and a 4-wheel drive towing a caravan. (For English readers: you call a truck a lorry, for American readers: you call a 4-wheel drive an SUV) All three lanes of the freeway were blocked, so I and all the other drivers sat and fumed for well over an hour, closer to two. Eventually the police changed one of the north-bound lanes to south-bound and redirected us onto the other carriageway around the accident and back onto the south-bound carriageway. Now I had a choice to make: I could go home and change, in which case I would be more than an hour late for work, or I could go to work in the slutty clothes that I had worn to see Phil off to Thailand. I had wanted to remind him that I was still his sex partner. 'Fuck it!' I thought, 'Maybe, if I go to work dressed like this, I'll get lucky.' so I drove straight to work, arriving a few minutes early. As soon as I got to my desk the boss' PA came to ask me to come to the boss' office. She was grinning in a way that I could not interpret. With the boss in his office was a tall good-looking African American, dressed impeccably in a business suit, a white shirt and a pink tie. “Rosalie. I want you to me Gerald. Gerald. This is Rosalie. Gerald and I have been working all week-end on a big new contract that his company wants us to take on. It's important that you get the background from Gerald, but I thought that it would be more pleasant for Gerald, and possibly for you too, if you two talked while you showed him the sights of Sydney. Is that OK with you?” “Sure Boss. I'd love too.” What else could I say? “Gerald. Do you have any ideas about what you would like to see?” “No. You suggest something.” “I think that we should start with a ferry ride to Manly. It's a great way to see the harbour, the outside of the Opera House and the Harbour Bridge. Then lunch in a harbour-side restaurant followed by a look at Bondi beach.” “Sounds great to me. Can we drop by my hotel? I want to drop off my brief case and pick up my camera.” “Of course.” “OK you two. It's a beautiful day to be out on the harbour. Enjoy yourselves. Rosalie, you can use your company credit card for lunch and anything else that you need to pay for. Don't let Gerald pay for anything. Here's some cash for ferry tickets and anything else that you can't use the credit card for. By the way, you look very sexy in that outfit.” “Thanks Boss.” We walked to Gerald's hotel, which was only two blocks away, and went up to his suite on the top floor with a view over the harbour. He asked me to wait in the sitting room while he disappeared into the bedroom. When he came back he had changed into shorts, a Hawaiian shirt and deck shoes. “I've been wearing that suit for days. It's a relief to be less formal, and given how sexy you look, I thought that you wouldn't mind if I dressed down a bit.” “I feel much more comfortable now. Thank you. I spent the week-end at the beach and didn't have time to go home and change.” “I think you look great.” We walked the short distance to the Manly ferry wharf, waited about 15 minutes, then went aboard the next ferry. On the ferry, between my pointing out landmarks and Gerald's photographing them, he filled me in on the background to the new contract as well as many of the details. He mentioned that a requirement would be for someone from our company to travel to the USA to report on progress and answer questions every 3 to 6 months, and he wondered if I might be the one to make the trips. I assured him that I would love to come and report to him, but, if my boss wanted to make the trips that was his prerogative. Otherwise, I thought that I would be the obvious choice. Gerald just grinned when I said that. We got off the ferry and walked from the ferry wharf, on the harbour side of the peninsula, to the surf beach, on the ocean side. We took off our shoes, thongs in my case, and walked down to the water's edge, then along the wet sand, letting the waves wash over our feet as we walked. When Gerald took my hand in his a jolt of electricity went through me. I squeezed his hand to signal my pleasure. Soon after he put his arm around my bare waist and pulled me to him. I responded by putting my arm around his waist too. Since his shirt was outside his shorts, I was able to slip my hand under his shirt and stroke his bare skin too. With the sun, the blue sky, the surf washing around our feet, and the feel of the sand under our feet plus the feel of his skin against my bare back and my skin against his back I felt a moment of pure bliss. I didn't know if he felt as I did, but he gave a pretty good imitation of how I must have looked to him. After some time like this I decided that it was time to think about lunch. With Gerald's agreement I phoned a water taxi and arranged to be met at the Manly wharf, then I phoned a restaurant built on piers over the water of Rose Bay, with a view across the water, and booked a table for two for 1pm. We walked back to the ferry wharf to meet the water taxi, still arm in arm. As the taxi raced across the harbour to Rose Bay, Gerald pulled me against him and started kissing me. When I returned his kiss as passionately as him he started to slide one hand up my inner thigh. As I just kept returning his kisses he continued up my inner thigh until he reached my bald, uncovered pussy. He pulled away from my mouth briefly. “Naughty girl! I hope that your not wearing panties is for my benefit?” But before I could answer him he resumed kissing me. When he pushed his fingers into my pussy I moaned into his mouth. The guy driving the water taxi looked around to see what was wrong, saw why I was moaning and just grinned at us. Before we could do any more the taxi dropped us at the ferry wharf in Rose Bay, just 200m from the restaurant. I paid for the ride with my boss' credit card. Soon we were seated on the same side of a table so that we could both look out across the harbour. We had ordered pre-dinner drinks and were reading the menu. “I'm sorry to disappoint you, Gerald. I'm not wearing panties because last Saturday, when I drove my partner to the airport to go back to Thailand, I was flashing him to remind him to come back as often as possible. Then I drove our son and his girlfriend to a beach resort north of Sydney to stay with her parents. I ended up staying for the week-end with them. I left to come home at 5:00am this morning, intending to go home and change for work, but an accident on the freeway held me up so long that I ended up coming to work dressed like a slut rather than be late for work.” “Well. I'm so glad that you did. Tell me more about your partner?” So I told him about Phil's job as a diving instructor, and how Sam didn't want to leave Alicia and I did not want to lose my job and so we had stayed in Sydney. “So does Phil have a Thai girlfriend, yet?” “No. He says that I am still his girlfriend. He's been fucking rich tourists who go out on his dive boat, but he says that it is only casual sex, and I believe him.” “Doesn't that make you jealous, hearing about all his casual sex.” “Surprisingly, no. In fact I feel quite liberated, free to have my own adventures.” Then I thought 'Oh shit! Does that ever sound like a come-on. But then he has already had his fingers in my cunt. I don't think this man needs a come-on.' Then alarm bells started ringing in my head. 'I can't tell him about fucking Sam and Alicia. But almost all the sex that I have enjoyed recently involved Sam and Alicia. The fewer people that know about my fucking them the less chance of my going to gaol. Also, I don't want to lose his respect. If I tell him about my incestuous sex with my underage son, or my sex with his underage girlfriend, he may not want to have anything more to do with me.' So then, carefully editing out any involvement of Sam and Alicia, I told him about a couple of threesomes with Ted and Wendy this last week-end,. “So where were Sam and Alicia while you were having your orgies with Ted and Wendy?” “I think they had a fair idea what we were doing, but they were in another room fucking like rabbits.” 'I know that's a lie. So what?' Obedient to my boss, I paid for lunch with his credit card, then we agreed that we would cancel the planned visit to Bondi beach, heading instead back to his hotel suite to continue what we had started in the water taxi. As we walked out of the restaurant towards the busy nearby road, hoping to hail a passing taxi, we noticed that our water taxi was still at the ferry wharf. Yes, he was free. So we hopped in and he headed back across the harbour to Gerald's hotel in Circular Quay. Again Gerald did not pay any attention to the beauty of Sydney Harbour, concentrating instead on poking his tongue into my mouth as we kissed while he poked two fingers into my cunt. Meanwhile, I was feeling his magnificent back, with my hands under his shirt. As soon as the door to his hotel suite closed I was naked. Gerald took a few seconds longer, then there he was with his huge cock bouncing up and down as he pointed it at me. I knelt on the carpeted floor in front of him and pulled his cock into my mouth, but he put his hands under my armpits and stood me back up. “If you do that, because I am so aroused, I'll cum in your mouth almost straight away.” “Is that a bad thing?” “I really want my first cum to be in your cunt. Is that OK with you?” “Even better than in my mouth.” Then he lifted me in the air and somehow managed to lower me so that his cock entered my cunt, with him standing and me with my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist, like a koala in a gum tree. Like him, I was so aroused that my pussy was flooded with fluid lubricant. He slid in without any problem although his cock was so thick that it stretched me beautifully. Then he walked toward the bedroom, with me still impaled on his cock and clinging to him like a koala. As he walked I bounced up and down just a little bit on his dick. When we were almost to the bed he suddenly slumped down to the floor moaning. “Oh! Fuck yes. I've been wanting to fuck you ever since you squeezed my hand on the beach. I'm sorry that I did not last very long this first time. I promise I will be better for you the next time.” “Hey! Don't apologise. No one's ever fucked me like that before. I loved it, even though I didn't cum. I'll hold you to being better next time and I want there to be a next time as soon as you can get it up again.” He stood back up, then squatted down and picked me up off the floor and placed me on top of the bed with my bum on the edge of the bed and my feet on the floor. He pushed my knees apart to make room for him to kneel between them, then leant in and started to lick my slit. He tongue fucked me for some time, then licked up to my clit and squeezed it between his lips and flicked it with his tongue. He repeated this a few times, tongue fucking me then sucking my clit, until the tension building inside me boiled over and I came, screaming at the top of my voice. A little later, when we had both come back down to earth, we were lying close together, side by side on top of the bed, still naked. “Well that was certainly better than good. Thank you Gerald.” “Will you stay with me tonight, Rosalie. We have so little time before I have to fly home, tomorrow night.” “I'd love to, Gerald, but I have been wearing the same clothes for three days now. I really must go home to get a change of clothes.” “From what you told me today, I think that you had those clothes off more often than on over the weekend.” “Nevertheless, I need to feel fresh again.” “Let me buy you something at the shop downstairs in this hotel. You can wear them to dinner with me this evening. I'd like to ask your boss to lend you to me again for my last day in Sydney tomorrow.” So we got dressed again and went downstairs to a shop in the lobby of the hotel. I was looking for something a bit more conservative, but Gerald picked out a skimpy little sun dress, with a halter neck which left my arms shoulders and most of my back bare. The front was split revealing my cleavage and plunging all the way down to my navel. The skirt was flared and very short. It made me feel very sexy when I tried it on for him. He insisted that he would buy that dress for me and no other. It was obvious that I could not wear a bra with that dress, but I thought that I should wear panties. “No. It really turns me on knowing that you are not wearing any.” “You want me to be a slut. Is that it?” “Does that worry you. With you today I've had the best day in years.” “I can't believe that hearing you say that makes me feel so sexy. I thought I was a prim and proper person, yet here I am reveling in being a slut for you.” We ate dinner in the restaurant of the hotel. As we were led to our table I got very appreciative looks from the maitre'd and all the waiters and many of the men already seated in the restaurant. Over dinner I asked him about himself and learnt that he was recently divorced, that his ex-wife and his early teenage kids had moved in with her boyfriend, that he had bought a place a block away from his ex-wife, so that their kids could go back and forth between the two homes, safely and conveniently. “So who have you been dating since your divorce?” “Friends have tried to fix me up with girls to date, some even took me home and fucked me, but there has not been anyone that I have wanted to see a second time. Not until today that is.” “If you are going to get all dewy eyed over me, perhaps I had better tell you who I really am. Today, I didn't want to confess about some of the things that I have done because I was afraid that I would shock you and you would not want to be with me. That still worries me but at the same time I want to be open and honest with you. Please listen to my whole story before you judge me.” Then I told him the whole story, starting with Sam fucking Alicia, then after Phil left Sam fucking me, then the wild sex with Phil, Sam, Alicia, and me and finally the bits that I had edited out of my account of the past week-end, about Sam fucking Wendy and Alicia and me in the arsehole while Ted fucked each of us in the cunt. When I finished this last bit Gerald took my hand and pulled it under the table and pressed it against his cock to show me how stiff it was again. “You really are a slut, aren't you? And not just for me. There's something I would like you to do for me. I've never fucked anyone in the ass. You seem quite comfortable with it. Could I fuck your ass tonight, please?” “Shit, Gerald. Sam is only 15 and his cock is much smaller than yours. I'd like to have you in my ass (as you say) but I'm scared that you would split me in half.” He looked so crest-fallen when I said that that I had to laugh at him. “All right! If it is so important to you, I'll try, but you will have to be very gentle and stop if I ask you to. I hope that you have some lube.” “I'll get some from the pharmacy in the lobby before we go upstairs again.” “Is that all you have to say about all the shocking things that I just told you? That you want to fuck my ass?” “Rosalie. Who am I to judge you. Sometimes my 14-year old daughter brings her friends home to my place because I am less strict than her mum. Also, I have a swimming pool, her mum's boyfriend does not. I have looked at the girls and thought that I would love to fuck them. I think that my 15-year old son thinks the same thing, judging by the way that he looks at them.” “Why don't you talk to him about sex, like I did with Sam? Tell him that he must not get a girl pregnant at his age, but that it is possible to have a lot of pleasure without risking a pregnancy.” “Maybe I will. But right now all I can think about is your beautiful ass.” He charged the meal to his room, saying that my boss had payed for quite enough today. We were alone in the lift going to his suite, so he pulled me to him, started kissing me, then slipped his hand under my skirt and his fingers into my cunt. I responded by kissing back and unzipping his shorts and slipping my hand inside his underpants (how come he was allowed to wear them and I wasn't?) and feeling his very hard dick. Inside the room, I pulled my new dress over my head and dropped it on the floor, then kicked of my thongs. Gerald took much longer to get naked than I did. Then he suggested that I bend over the back of a lounge chair. He started pushing lube into my arsehole/ass with his finger which is a lot thicker than my fingers. “Try putting two fingers in me now, with more lube.” This was a bit more difficult but eventually he managed. Then he lubed his cock and pressed it against my hole. He was gentle but insistent, and after a few minutes of pushing, his cock head slipped past my sphincter. He paused for a bit to allow me to get used to it. “OK. You can push in a bit further now.” “Oh! Fuck! Your ass is so tight.” “Oh! Fuck! Your cock is so big.” One of his hands reached around and found my clit and started rubbing it. The whole erotic nature of our day together, culminating in this wild fuck, welled up in me. A first, enormous orgasm swept through me as Gerald pushed further into me and continued diddling my clit. He pushed again and I felt his pubic bone press against my arse. Then he pulled almost all the way out of me. He stopped briefly to smear more lube on his cock then pushed smoothly back into me. Before this, the only times that I had been fucked in the arse had been with Sam in my arse and someone else in my cunt, so I was quite surprised to find that as my arse stretched to accommodate Gerald's big dick I was starting to enjoy his pumping in and out of me as much as I would if he were fucking my cunt. Another orgasm swept through me, then I felt his dick throbbing as he pumped his cum into me. Wow! After that we had a shower together. Then he rang my boss at his home and got the OK for me to spend the next day with him. We crawled into bed together, made gentle love and fell asleep cuddled together. What a day it had been! |
This is the sequel to 'Ellie's end of school party' and 'After Ellie's end of school party (1)' and 'After Ellie's end of school party (2)' and 'Mary (1)' and 'Tommy' and 'Suzie'. Hi. I'm Bill telling this part of the story. I was worried and I wanted some time alone with Wendy to talk about what was worrying me. I invited Wendy to walk down to the nearby surf beach. She put on very short shorts and a skimpy top, and was ready to go. In those days, all of Wendy's tops were skimpy; they still are, today. I pulled on running shorts and was ready too. Suzie was out by the pool, breast feeding her new baby. They were a beautiful sight, both naked. We called out that we were going for a walk and would not be away long. Almost a year earlier, while sitting on the wall overlooking the same beach, and looking out across the moonlit Pacific Ocean, Wendy had contracted with me to be my live-in lover for one year and we had sealed the contract with a kiss. Now that year was nearly up. It had been the happiest year of my life, even happier than when I was married to Ellie's mother, before she died. What worried me was that Wendy was the same age as my daughter, Ellie, and therefore I was literally old enough to be her father. If I really loved her, part of me said, then I should encourage her to find someone closer to her own age, a more suitable partner. The other part of me fought back: she has made you very happy, this past year. Don't let that go. Then there was the fact that Wendy had applied to go to uni next year, where she would undoubtedly meet many very attractive, very randy men, close to her own age, and quite possibly she would fall for one or more of them. Did I have the right to try to prevent that from happening? I didn't think so. And then there was the problem of traveling to and from uni. Ellie and Greg had moved from my home to a flat within walking distance of uni. It would make a lot of sense for Wendy to move in with them; I didn't doubt for a minute that they would be happy to take her in. As we walked I was silent, mulling over all these thoughts. Wendy could tell that something was troubling me, but she just waited for me to tell her what it was all about. We were walking with our arms around each other's waist, and the closeness gave me some comfort. When we got to the beach we sat on the wall again, and I started to spill out all my concerns. Wendy listened quietly until she worked out what I was rambling on about, then burst out laughing and kissed me to shut me up. “You silly rat bag! If you've been so happy for the past year, it's at least in part because I've been so happy too. Even though I know you would have Suzie to console you if I left, you're not going to get rid of me on the basis of such spurious reasoning. There's no way that I'm going to move out of your home or your bed. I actually love you, Bill” It was true that for months now, Suzie had been sharing my bed with Wendy and me. Suzie was wild in bed, and good value around the house, and she had only added to my happiness, but without Wendy I would be lost. “I love you, too, Wendy.” “There is one issue that you've raised that I've been wanting to discuss with you. I want you to buy me a motor bike so that I can commute to and from uni.” “Shit, Wendy! The last thing I want is to visit you in an intensive care unit, or worse still a morgue, after you've collided with a car or truck on your motor bike. Let me buy you a car instead.” “No, Bill! A car won't do. Ellie tells me that students can park motor bikes in the uni, but not cars. It has to be a bike. I promise you that I will be very careful; I don't want you visiting me in an ICU or a morgue either.” “Well I don't like it, but I suppose I have to. I'm going to insist that you go to a professional school to learn to ride, and I want you to learn defensive riding skills too. A lot of accidents are caused by drivers not seeing riders. I know that I nearly caused an accident that way when I first started driving..” “Oh! Thank you, Bill!” and she gave me another, very loving kiss. Apart from the bit about the motor bike, I was very happy with the outcome of our discussion and proposed to Wendy that we should celebrate our love and happiness that evening. With an evil look in her eye she suggested “We could fuck here on the beach and get ourselves arrested for indecent exposure.” “I had more in mind a fancy restaurant meal.” In the end we agreed to walk to the bottle shop, 5 minutes the other side of our place, and buy a couple of bottles of French champagne. When we arrived home, Suzie took one look at our smiling faces. “Wow! You two should go for a walk together more often. You, Bill, had a face like thunder when you went out, but look at you now. Your smile is so big it could crack your face in half. What's gone on?” So we told her all about our discussion and our agreement. “So, Wendy, does that mean that you won't be fucking any of the randy young men that you meet at uni?” “No! I did not say that. Bill will still be fucking you, and Mary, and Ellie, and anyone that Ellie and Greg bring home on a Friday night. I would not want him to stop that, but I figure that that leaves me free to fuck a few other men too. That's fair isn't it?” “Of course it's fair.” I cut in, “Just as long as you tell me whenever you fuck someone else. No going behind my back.” Then Suzie said, “Wendy. The first time that I stayed here, you lent Bill to me for the night, and you slept in Ellie's bed. That was the kindest of many kind things that you have done for me. Tonight I'd like to return the compliment. Tonight, you and Bill should have your bed to just the two of you, to celebrate your new commitment. I'll sleep in Ellie's bed tonight.” “Oh! Suzie! Thank you.” “Yes! Thank you Suzie.” In the end Wendy and I drank one of the bottles of champagne, but decided to keep the other for our next Friday-night party. Suzie didn't drink any because she was breast feeding and did not want to start her son drinking alcohol so young. Besides, we were both keen to get to bed early for a celebratory fuck. Since we were both already naked, as soon as we were in the bedroom, Wendy pushed me backwards onto the bed, then climbed on top of me, with her cunt in my face and my cock near her mouth. At once I started to eat her pussy and she took my cock in her mouth. Over the year that we had been together she had tried many times to deep throat me, without success. This time, somehow, she managed to suppress her gag reflex, and she took me right into her throat. What a sensation! I tried to concentrate on eating her pussy to keep from cuming too soon, but it didn't work, and I was very soon pumping my cum straight down her throat. She must have been pretty pleased with herself too, because she came soon after me, squirting some of her cum into my mouth. Wendy then came back so that our heads were both on the pillows, cuddled against me and fell asleep. Some time later I awoke with the distinct feeling that my cock was in a warm, wet place. I felt down there in the dark, and found the hair of Wendy's head, which was bobbing up and down. Since I was already stiff when I woke up, I tugged Wendy to encourage her to move her head up towards mine. As she did so she rolled on top of me and very neatly impaled herself on my shaft. We quickly found a good rhythm with me lifting off the bed to meet her as she pushed down. She was sitting up, leaning forward and I was playing with her nipples. Meanwhile she was stroking her clit with one hand. Occasionally her finger nail scratched the shaft of my cock, but I was too involved in the moment to say or do anything which might spoil her enjoyment. All too soon I was pumping my second load for the night into her pussy. She came at almost the same time, then collapsed on top of me, kissing my face with little kisses. We fell asleep again, this time with Wendy on top of me. My cock slipped out of her just before we fell asleep. Early next morning I woke up and found that Wendy was now lying beside me. I started stroking her young skin, which was enough to wake her up. She smiled at me. “You know Bill, you've already cum in my mouth and my pussy. That only leaves my arse that needs filling. How about it?” “Why didn't I think of that?” “Well. A very stiff cock tells me that you quite like the idea.” So I got some lubricant from the bedside table, poked some into her anus with a finger, and smeared a generous amount onto my cock. She positioned herself with her face on the bed and her arse in the air, with her knees pulled up under her body. I eased my cock into her anus. Because we had done this often before, I slid in fairly easily. I reached around her body and played with her clit, while I pumped in and almost out of her anus. Wendy started yelling at me to encourage me, not that I needed encouragement. “Cum in my arsehole! Pump me full of your juice! I want to feel you squirt. Oh! I'm cummming.” As she said that I felt my own orgasm sweep through me. “So good.” was all that I could say. I flopped down beside her, pulling her onto her side so that we were spooned together. My cock was still inside her, but it soon slipped out. “Wendy.” I said, “Thank you so much.” “You're welcome Bill, whatever it is that you're thanking me for.” “Thank you for being here with me, for sharing your life with me, for making me so happy.” Again, she kissed me to shut me up. “Hey! Thank you for all the same things, you soppy old man.” |
This is the sequel to 'Sarah left me 1 to 7'. You will understand better if you read them first. Next morning I woke up with Lilly still pressed against my body. Sarah and Angie were in the bed with us. Since it was a work day for all of us, there was no time for sex. We all four crowded into the shower together. It was very crowded in there, but still quite fun. Sarah suggested, “Phil? Do you think we could find a way to have a bigger shower stall, with multiple jets? It's really too crowded for four people.” I decided to make a larger shower stall my next project. It worried me that perhaps I was paying too much attention to Lilly and not enough to my other two loves, but neither Sarah nor Angie showed any sign of jealousy that I could detect. At breakfast, naturally, the discussion was about last night's fucking. “So, Lilly, did you enjoy your 3-hole fuck last night?” “Oh, yes! I loved it. From now on I'd like to be known as Slut, because after that experience I'm sure that that is who I've become.” This new name amused us all. We played with the idea: “Pass the butter, please, Slut.” “More coffee, Slut?” “It's time to get dressed ready for work, Slut.” Slut asked me to fetch another bundle of clothes from her bomb, the clothes that she had planned to wear to work today. I brought them in and laid them out on the bed. There was a blue denim skirt, almost knee length, a plain white T-shirt, a matching, pink bra and panties set and rubber thongs for her feet. “Sarah? These are the clothes that Lilly was going to wear to work today, but I don't think that Slut could possibly go out dressed like that. What do you say?” “Hell no! If she wants to be called Slut, then she has to act and dress like a slut. No bra, no panties, and we'll cut a couple of inches off the bottom of the skirt. And I'll lend her a skimpy singlet top instead of the T.” “But, if I don't wear a bra, everyone will see my nipples pressing against my top, and if we cut anything off the bottom of my skirt, I won't have time to hem it.” “So do you want to earn the name of Slut, or not? Let people stare at your nipples. God knows that they stare at mine all the time. And there is no need to hem your skirt, leave the edge raw. It looks sluttier like that. OK?” “OK. I'm scared.” “You're scared now, but I think that you are a true slut, which means that your pussy will be wet all day when you see how the men at work look at you. I know, because I dress slutty all the time and my pussy is wet most of every working day because of the way most men and some women look at me. If I can get away with it, you certainly can because you are about ten years younger than me. Trust me. You'll love it.” “I hope that you're right.” “And another thing. The high heels that you wore to the restaurant on Friday night will show off your beautiful legs far better than rubber thongs.” Slut let Sarah talk her into dressing the way that she wanted and they went off to work together leaving Slut's car parked at home. After work Sarah, Slut and I met up at Lilly's old flat, to collect clothes for the next few days for Slut, and also to assess what needed to be done to move Slut to our place. Most of her furniture was of no value, and could go to the Salvation Army, but we would need to move to our place her desk, a cupboard, bookcases, computer, and all her books, DVDs, photos and other personal belongings. I decided that I would hire a truck on Saturday. One trip to the Sally's and one to our place should take care of everything, leaving the flat empty so that Slut could stop paying rent. We did not have a spare bedroom which could become Slut's study. I had already made room in my office for Angie's desk when we bought her a bigger bed but for now there was no alternative to putting Angie's desk in there too. We could make room for her clothes in our wardrobes. I was starting to have ideas about extending the house, assuming she would be staying with us indefinitely. Before we left I wanted to make sure that Slut was happy with all these changes to her life. “So, Slut. No regrets about leaving this place? No second thoughts about living with a very weird mob? Maybe you'd like to delay giving up your flat until you've tried living with us for a bit?” “Fuck no! I'm as excited about living with all of you as I was about fucking you, Phil, last Friday night, and that's more excited than I have ever been about anything. I was never really happy in this dump. Ever since I came into your house I've been happy all the time.” When we arrived back at home, Angie was waiting to find out: “So, Slut, how did it go at work today? Was your pussy wet all day? Did your tits get hard when men stared at them?” “Well, at first I was too embarrassed to enjoy myself, but then at lunch time a couple of the young women told me that I was looking hot and that they were jealous of the attention that I was getting from the men. By the end of the day I was really enjoying myself, and yes, my pussy was wet, and yes, my nipples were hard, but only for the second half of the day.” “So what are you going to wear tomorrow?” Sarah interjected, “I'm going to have to take Slut shopping soon. Most of her clothes are far too conservative for the newly emerged Slut to wear.” “But I can't afford new clothes....” “Don't worry about the money. This will be my present to you. And Angie, if you would come with us I'd like to buy you some sexier things, too. You're a beautiful young woman. You should be showing yourself off more.” “Great! When?” “The shops will be open on Thursday night. We'll go then. OK, both of you?” On Thursday night my three favourite women arrived home at about 9:30pm, bubbling with excitement and carrying many bags stuffed with new clothes. It seemed that the shopping expedition had been an enormous success. They wanted to give me a showing of what they had bought and I was all for it. Since we were normally naked in the house they did not bother going away to put their new clothes on and then coming back to show me. Instead they would strip one set of new clothes off, set it aside and put the next one on. Since neither of them wore any undies, the changes were quick. It turned out that Angie and Slut had bought identical everything. When I asked how they would know which were Angie's and which were Slut's they laughed at me, then explained that it hardly mattered since they wore the same size in everything except shoes. The clothes were fascinating. I was not surprised by all the short skirts, some of which, Sarah said would have to be cut shorter, but I was surprised that they each had a new pair of jeans, until I saw them on. They were so tight that they revealed there beautiful legs as well as the short skirts did, AND they showed off their cute bums too. They also had tights which similarly moulded to their shapely legs and round bums. But the best were the tops. There were halter tops, singlet tops, cropped T-shirts, strapless tops, etc. They all had one thing in common: lots of bare skin. There was even one, a halter style top which was made of a mesh, which meant that it was completely see-through. When the girls put those tops on (without bras, of course) I asked when or where they could possibly wear something so revealing. The three girls just laughed at me, but did not answer. By the time that they had finished showing me everything that they had bought I had run out of ways to express my enthusiasm for what I had seen. They were both stunning in everything. The three girls were thrilled that I approved so enthusiastically of their purchases. Then Slut turned to me. “Phil, I'm a slut but I'm not greedy. Tonight I want to watch while you fuck these two beautiful women, who are helping to make me so very happy, here. OK?” There didn't seem to be anything to say to that suggestion so the four of us headed for the bedroom via the bathroom. Sarah had me lie on my back, with my already hard cock pointing to the ceiling, then she told Angie to squat over my cock and lower herself down my pole, which she did at once. Then Sarah squatted over my face, pressing her cunt against my mouth. For the next little while I was tongue fucking my wife while my daughter bounced up and down on my cock, and my new fuck buddy watched. It was just too unreal for me and I came, squirting my sperm into Angie's cunt. She came with me clamping down on my cock with her cunt muscles. Sarah was aware of all this and she came next, filling my mouth with her strange tasting juices. Sarah and Angie lay down beside me on the bed and we all enjoyed the afterglow of our love making. “Slut, would you mind getting my husband here ready for round two?” “I'd love to.” And she took my limp cock into her mouth, sucked it clean, and started to caress it with her tongue. Not surprisingly, it only took a few minutes of this treatment to have me rock hard again. “OK. He's ready again.” This time Sarah squatted above my cock and steered it into her cunt as she lowered herself down. Once I was fully inside her she urged Angie to take her place over my face. This time I was tongue fucking my daughter while my wife fucked herself on my stiff cock. Again, I was first to cum, followed this time by Sarah, then Angie. Angie and Sarah lay beside me, pressing their bodies against mine. They were almost purring as I gently stroked whatever part of their naked bodies that I could reach. Slut bent over us and kissed each of us on the lips, then climbed into bed behind Angie. I was soon asleep and, as far as I knew, so were the others. On Friday night, before Sarah headed out for her weekly orgy she kissed me. That was surprisingly affectionate when she about to go out and fuck strange men. Usually at this time on Friday she was more distant with me. Then she told me, “I'll be back first thing in the morning to help with Slut's move. Don't leave before I get back.” “Great. We could use the help. Thanks.” What was happening here? Last Sunday she had come home at lunch time, and that was a surprise. Now she was proposing to be home on Saturday morning. Soon after Sarah left, Angie came looking for me. Earlier I had promised to drive her to Tom's place for a party that he was throwing while his parents were out of town. Angie was dressed in the shortest of her new short skirts, and the see-through halter top which hid nothing. Her feet were bare. “You're really going to a party dressed like that?” “Don't you approve?” “I told you when Sarah first moved out, that from then on I would treat you as an adult. Therefore it does not matter if I approve or not. You look extremely sexy. I assume that you expect to be fucked at this party. Enjoy yourself.” “Slut, I'm going to drive Angie to Tom's place. Do you want to come for the ride?” “Yes please.” “Why don't we put something on?” “No. Let's go as we are. Even if no one sees us, it will feel a little bit naughty. OK?” “OK.” We dropped Angie off and returned home without incident. To make room for Slut's desk, etc we spent an hour moving some unwanted furniture from my office to the storage in the garage, then took a shower together and went to bed early. We had a gentle fuck, taking our time, then fell asleep. Some time later I felt the bed move as someone got in with us, but I did not wake up enough to find out who, or what time it was. In the morning I woke up to discover that Sarah was the one who had come home and got into bed with us. I tried to get up to go and have a pee without waking either Sarah or Slut, but Slut woke up. “What time is it? Where are you going?” “It's early yet. I have to have a pee. Go back to sleep for a bit longer.” “Sarah's here. When did she come home?” “I think it was late. I was too sleepy to look at the clock.” When we all woke up and got together for breakfast, Sarah explained: “I wanted to make sure that I was here to help with Slut's move.” “Wow! Sarah! You seem to be putting this house ahead of your sex orgies. What's going on?” “You know Phil, contrary to what you may think, I still love you and Angie. And I love you too, Slut. I want to be part of this family. I just don't want to return to the boring sex life that we had before I walked out. I'm going to suggest some changes, and if you agree to them then I'll give up Dick and Doris's week-end orgies.” “What changes?” “No. I want to wait until Angie is here too. I expect that you are going to like my ideas. But wait and see.” Slut, Sarah and I moved Slut's desk, etc from her old flat to her corner of my study. Once that was finished we sat together and I opened a bottle of champagne to toast our new life: Sarah's return to us, Slut's coming to live with us, Angie's and my sexual liberation, and Angie's playmates involvement in our new sex life. I couldn't wait for Angie to get home so that we could learn about Sarah's proposed changes. To be continued in “Sarah left me 9”. |
This is the sequel to “Husband's assistant”. I suggest that you read that first. When I had woken up that morning I had looked out the window and seen that it was a beautiful day – just perfect for spending a few hours in and beside our pool. So while we ate breakfast and discussed last night and how it had changed our life together, I was dressed in my bikini. After breakfast I got up to clear the table and wash the dishes. Andrew came behind me and tugged at the bows at the back of my top, which fell to the floor. “Andrew, why did you do that?” “Because I want you naked for the rest of today and all tomorrow.” “But, I was planning on spending an hour or two by the pool.” “Well. You'll be able to get an all-over tan. I'd really like that.” “But what if Les or Ken sees me?” Les and Wendy, on one side, and Ken and Sarah, on the other side are our neighbours. “So what? Let them perv all they like, I say.” “You really don't mind other men perving on your wife?” “Actually, I like the idea of other men seeing how beautiful my wife is.” “You've changed overnight.” “I guess that I have. I hope that you like the new me, because I don't think that I'm likely to change back.” Then he tugged at the bows on the sides of my bikini bottom and it fell to the floor too. “How come I have to be naked but you're not?” I turned away from the sink and slid his shorts down. He stepped out of them. I went outside to the pool and lay on a chaise longue to enjoy the sun. A bit later I heard our phone ring briefly. Soon after my husband came outside to tell me about his conversation. “That was Wendy on the phone. She told me that you were outside completely naked. I told her that I had insisted that you remain naked for the rest of the weekend. She told me that Les was upstairs with a pair of binoculars staring at you. I invited her and Les to come over here for a few beers and a barbeque. I warned her before she answered that I was naked too, and would be for the rest of the weekend. “She asked, 'Do you expect us to be naked too?' 'No,' I said, 'but I certainly would like it if you were naked, and I'm sure that Vera would prefer it if Les were naked too.' 'I'll talk to Les.' she said and hung up.” I gave him a tube of block-out and asked him to protect my skin from sunburn. He covered my whole body and was just giving my nipples extra attention when our front-door bell rang. Without bothering to cover up he went to answer. He came back outside with Wendy and Les. Wendy had on a tiny bikini and Les wore shorts. They were both barefoot. Les was carrying a slab of beer and Wendy had a bowl of salad. I got up to take the salad from Wendy and put it on a table near our barbeque Then I gave Wendy a hug and a kiss before turning to Les and giving him the same treatment. As I pressed my body against his I felt a considerable bulge in his crotch. “Thank you Les. I assume that that bulge in your shorts is in appreciation of my naked body, rather than my husband's” Les pulled his shorts down, allowing his erect cock to spring free. “Yes, Vera, this is the effect that you have on me. Do you like it?” “Les! How embarrassing! Put it away.” “No Wendy. I'm flattered that I have that effect on your husband. Don't ask him to put it away. We're all adults here, aren't we?” Andrew handed out beers and we all sat around starting to chat when the phone rang again. Andrew went inside to answer it and came back grinning. “That was Ken on the phone. He says that Sarah tells him that we are having a nude pool party. He wanted to know why they had not been invited. They'll be here in a few minutes.” Sarah and Ken arrived, carrying a couple of bottles of wine. They both stripped off the few clothes that they had worn. Wendy was the only one not naked. When everyone had a drink Sarah had a question. “Andrew, you've never done anything like this before. What's the occasion?” Hoping to avoid embarrassing details about the night before I answered first. “Andrew and I took his client to dinner and ended up signing him up for a big contract.” But Andrew wasn't having that. He launched into a detailed description of the evening, although he did not reproduce the conversation between him and Fred, concentrating instead on the interactions between Fred and me. By the time that he had described Fred finger fucking me in the restaurant all three men had erect cocks. “What a slut!” Sarah said, but the grin on her face said that she might have liked to do the same thing. By the time that Andrew got to the bit where I was being fucked in both holes, I looked around the group, expecting to detect their disapproval, instead all that I saw was arousal. “Fuck! I'd love to be fucked like that.”, was Sarah's comment. “So would I. But of course I could never do that. It would destroy our marriage.”, Wendy added. “It wouldn't destroy our marriage if I were one of the men fucking you. It sounds pretty exciting to me.”, her husband responded. “Well, judging by their celebration here today, it does not seem to have harmed Vera and Andrew's marriage.” Sarah suggested. “Actually,”, I said, “I was pretty worried afterwards, even though Fred signed the contract, but it turns out that Andrew was aroused rather than jealous the whole time with Fred. I've told him that I'm up for winning more contracts and he seems to like the idea.” “Yes,”, Andrew offered, “I didn't think that I would like seeing my wife with another man but it actually tuned me on big time. The best part was when I decided to join in.” At that point I decided that Wendy should lose her bikini, so I walked behind her undid her top and set it aside. Then I beckoned to Andrew and handed my tube of block-out to him. “Andrew, Wendy does not want sunburnt tits. Would you put some of this on for her, please.” Wendy looked shocked at first, but she seemed to enjoy having her tits massaged by my husband because she was purring when he finished. I saw her look at her husband so I followed her gaze in time to see him wink at her. “Stand up, Wendy,”, my husband said, “and take of your bottom. I'll protect down there too.” I was a little surprised when she complied, I've always found her more inhibited than Sarah or me. A glance at her husband told me that he was more than happy with this development. “I can't stand it any longer.”, Sarah declared, “I want to borrow your husband, Vera, for a DP. Is that all right with you?” “Sure. It's OK with me provided that we can all watch, I'll fetch some lube for you.” By the time that I got back with the tube of lube, Ken was lying on his back on the floor and Sarah was on top of him with Ken's cock balls deep in her cunt. Andrew was standing behind Sarah, stroking his erect cock and finger fucking her arsehole while he waited for me to bring the lube. “Here Wendy. Come and help me. You lube Andrew's cock while I put more lube in Sarah's arsehole.” I hoped that Wendy would do as I had asked her because, if today was to be as much fun as it promised to be, she would need to lose all her inhibitions. I was delighted when she stood up, took the lube from me and proceeded to spread it all over my husband's erection, stroking it as she did to spread the lube evenly. Meanwhile I put one finger covered with lube into Sarah's arsehole and wiggled it about wanting to apply the lube and also stretch her hole a little. Wendy moved my husband forward holding his cock, which she positioned at Sarah's rear entrance, then urged him forward with a hand on his bum cheek. It seemed that Wendy was less inhibited than I had judged earlier, or was it the mixture of alcohol that she had drunk, and sexual tension that was in the air? I didn't really care why. I was just pleased that she was joining in. “Oh! My God! That feels incredible.” Sarah seemed to be enjoying her first DP ever. Les had turned his chair around so that he could watch the action comfortably. Wendy went and sat on his lap, with her arm around his shoulders. He had one arm around her waist, the other hand was playing with her nipple. Wendy moved his hand from her nipple to her pussy. “Wendy, honey, I bet you'd like to be experiencing what Sarah' experiencing. Wouldn't you?” “Oh! Yes! But wouldn't that be naughty?” “Yes. It would be naughty. Doesn't that make you want to do it all the more?” “Oh! Dear! I feel so naughty, just for wanting to do it. Are you shocked?” “Shocked No. Not at all. I'm happy that you are feeling so sexy. When these three have finished I'm going to ask Andrew or Ken to join me, fucking you like that. What about that?” “Ohhhh!” By now Andrew, Sarah, and Ken were fucking wildly. “Oh! Fuck me, you two. Oh! Shit! Yes!” “I'm cumming.” “So am I.” “Oh! Me too.” They all collapsed in a heap of post-coital ecstasy. Eventually Andrew, Sarah, and Ken came back to the real world and helped each other up. Sarah and Ken found chairs, while Andrew organised a fresh round of beers for every one, before sitting down too. That looked SO exciting,”, Les said, “that Wendy tells me that she wants to experience the same thing.” “How embarrassing!” Wendy was blushing. “So, would you, Andrew, or you, Ken, help me fuck Wendy, when you're ready?” “I'd love to,” my husband replied, “but I think that maybe Ken should do this. What do you say, Ken?” “Yeah. I'm up for it. Just give me a few minutes to finish this beer first. OK?” “You know, Vera,”, my husband said, “I'm going away again this week, and I would be much happier if I knew that you were fucking Les and Ken, but no one else. How would you feel about that?” “Don't you think that Sarah and Wendy might object to that?”, I replied. “Vera, I would be OK with you and Ken fucking on two conditions … no three conditions. (1) I must always be present, (2) you must agree to eat my pussy either while you are being fucked, or immediately afterwards, and (3) we must have a party like this one often. Do you agree Ken? Do you two agree Andrew and Vera?” “Sarah, I'm happy with all your conditions. I really look forward to eating your pussy, and I've enjoyed today so much that I really look forward to repeating it soon. One thing though – if I'm going to be eating your pussy I'd like you to eat mine as well. OK?” “Of course I'd be happy to eat your pussy too. I just did not need, to make it one of my conditions. What about you Ken. Are you willing to fuck Vera subject to my conditions?” “It sounds good to me. I've never dreamt that I could fuck any one else because I don't want to cheat on you, but if we accept your conditions then I guess I'm not cheating when I fuck Vera.” “Andrew?” “Yes. Your conditions sound very sensible to me. The only one which binds me is the one about doing all this again often, and I'm really happy that that is what you want, because I want it too.” “What about you two, Wendy, Les?” “I'm not sure how Wendy would feel about my fucking Vera, even with Sarah's conditions.” Les replied. “Why? It's not very different from what we've been doing here today. Wendy, if you've enjoyed today why wouldn't you enjoy more of the same with just you and Les and Vera?” “Yes … If you put it like that. I guess that I would like that. What do you say, Les?” “As long as you are OK, I'd love it. But it doesn't have to be just the three of us. Especially at weekends we could include Ken and Sarah as well. It could be almost as much fun as here today.” “So Vera, do you promise to limit yourself to these two men and their wives while I'm away?” “Yes, sure, honey.” “OK,”, Ken said, “let's fuck Wendy now.” Soon Wendy was sandwiched between Ken and Les, with Les in her cunt and Ken fucking her arsehole. “Oh! My god! I've never felt like this before. Fuck me Ken. Fuck me Les. Oooohhhh!” After Wendy's DP we sat and talked about future plans. It turned out that Andrew was leaving on Monday morning for another business trip, which left the possibility of repeating Saturday's fun again the next day. Every one agreed that that was a very good idea. “You know,”, Sarah suggested, “if you guys would make a hole in the fence between our place and yours, Ken and I could come and go, naked without being seen by any other neighbours.” Andrew went and got a few tools and Ken and he soon had a gap in the fence between our two back yards wide enough for Sarah and Ken to come and go comfortably. “So, Wendy, Les,” Andrew asked, “do you want backyard access too?” “But, how would I explain it to my mum and dad when they see it?”, Wendy fretted. “Just tell them that we have invited you to use our pool whenever you like, which is true, and it saves you going out into the street in just your bikini. You don't have to tell them that we expect you to swim naked in our pool.”, I suggested. “Yes. They would buy that. And it would never occur to the that anyone might swim naked in your pool, certainly not their innocent daughter. OK. Let's have a gap in our fence too.” In no time Andrew Ken and Les had opened a comfortable gap in Wendy and Les's fence too. “We'll worry about gates later.”, Andrew suggested. Later that evening, after the other two couples had gone home through the holes in their fences, carrying their clothes, Andrew and I were sitting by the pool in the twilight. “Shit! Andrew! I can't believe how much our lives have changed in just two days. I hope that it is for the best. What do you think?” “Well, I know for sure that I've enjoyed every minute of every fuck that we have shared and I'm really looking forward to more of the same. I think that it is for the best. Don't you?” “I hope so. I guess that if either of us has any problems the important thing is that we talk about them. OK?” “Yes. I'm sure that you're right.” Please vote and comment. To be continued in “Husband's assistant 3” |
This is a sequel to Sam & Alicia 1-6. Sam & Alicia 6 went on line 1 year ago, but after a PM from a reader I decided to continue the series. Hi, I'm Sam. Rosalie my mum told the last two episodes, about the two days she spent in Sydney fucking Gerald, and then the start of her trip to San Fransisco to work (and play) with Gerald and his new girl friend Mary. Of course we didn't know anything about that trip yet, because we did not hear anything from Rosalie for several days after she flew out of Sydney. Then, out of the blue, Alicia and I both received an email from someone called Josh. --- Dear Sam & Alicia, You don't know me but I have come to know Sam's mom very well over the last few days. I'm Gerald's son, I'm almost 16. I live some of the time with my mom, sister and mom's boyfriend and some of the time with my pop. My pop bought a house very close to mom's boyfriend's place so that my sister and I can go from one to the other easily. Rosalie has told me about the sex you guys have with each other and with her and Phil (when he's in Sydney), and Wendy and Ted, so I know that is OK for me to tell you what has been happening here since Rosalie got here. Between the work that Rosalie came to do here with Gerald and Mary, and all the sex that they have been having, Rosalie has been too busy to write to you, so she asked me to let you know what she has been up to. I don't know much about the work side, except that they say that she may have to stay longer than originally planned, because of some changes to the contract that they are working on. I don't suppose that you are any more interested in their work than I am. The good news is that I can tell you lots about their sex activities, because they have included me in all their fun. --- The email went on to tell the story told in Sam & Alicia 6, but from Josh's point of view, rather than Rosalie's. It started with Josh sitting at his father's computer wanking while looking at porn. Then Rosalie walked in on him totally nude. A few minutes later Rosalie asked him to fuck her, and he had a wonderful time fucking and playing with Rosalie until Gerald and Mary arrived home early and walked in on them while Rosalie was giving Josh a blow job. At first Gerald was upset but Rosalie and Mary convinced Gerald to lighten up and include Josh in all their fun, and Gerald quickly agreed. Consequently Josh was able to give me and Alicia lots of details about Rosalie's sexploits in San Fransisco. That night, after the cocktail party, the four of them slept together in Gerald's king-size bed; Gerald fucked Rosalie and Josh fucked Mary, then the four of them cuddled together and fell asleep. The next morning Josh fucked Rosalie and Gerald fucked Mary, before they all got into Gerald's super shower stall, with jets on four side, which would have been large enough for a few more people. Josh, of course, was in seventh heaven; 24 hours ago he was a virgin, yet here he was, having fucked Rosalie and Mary several times, sharing a shower with them and his father. We wrote back to Josh, thanking him for all that he had told us. We told him that we felt as if he was our brother, even though Alicia and I are not brother and sister, and that we would love to get together with him some day. We shared Josh's email with Wendy and Ted, which led to a great night during which Ted and I double teamed first Alicia and then Wendy, while the other woman commented lewdly about what was happening in front of her. Our close friends at school knew that Alicia and I slept together nearly every night, and fucked at least once each night. They were all jealous of course; all my male friends asked me if they could fuck Alicia, and all Alicia's girl friends kept asking if I could fuck them. We discussed if we wanted to agree to any of their requests. Alicia didn't fancy fucking any of my mates; they were all a bit too immature for her. After all, apart from me, she had Phil, whenever he was in Sydney, and Ted, her father, to fuck her. She didn't feel drawn to anyone else my age, even though she and I were so good together. On the other hand she quite liked the idea of watching me fucking some of her girl friends, and she said so. Since we were living permanently with Alicia's parents while Rosalie was in America, and because no topic was taboo in either household, we discussed it with Wendy. She said that she had been hurt when she first learnt that Alicia and I were fucking behind her back. I told her “I think that it shows what a great mother you are that you swallowed your pride and encouraged us to continue fucking.” “Well thank you Sam. As it turned out I'm extremely glad that I did, because it has lead to my own sex life becoming so much more exciting than it was. However, I'm not sure that I could explain that to the mother of some girl that you brought home to fuck, without the girl's mother's permission.” So at school next day Alicia told a small group of her friends that she would like to watch me fucking any one of them, but that Wendy would not allow it unless they had their parents' permission, and either they would have to be on the pill or I would have to wear a condom. Three of the girls were already on the pill, and none of the others objected to a condom, but almost all said that they could not ask their parents for permission to fuck. One girl, Katrina, however, who was already on the pill, said that she already had permission to fuck. She said that there had been a big argument a few years before when her older sister, then 15, had started fucking without permission. Eventually her parents had relented, insisting that she go on the pill, and stick to just one boy friend. The sister had interpreted the one-boy-friend rule as meaning only one at a time, and had switched boyfriends a few times. However her parents had recognised how much easier the sister was to live with when she was getting regular sex and so when Katrina turned 15, they put her on the pill, and told her that she was free to chose a boy friend and fuck him. “Hey! Wait on!” Alicia interrupted, “Sam's my boy friend. I'm OK with you fucking him occasionally, but he's not going to be your boy friend.” “Don't worry Alicia! Mum and dad dropped the one-boy-friend rule after my sister's third or fourth boy friend. What they told me was to be careful not to pick up AIDS or other STDs. I don't think that I need worry about that with Sam, do I? I really want Sam to be my first fuck because he's been fucking you for two years and you both always seem so happy, so maybe he's good at it. Am I right?” “Well, I don't have anyone to compare him with,” Alicia lied, “but I always cum at least three times whenever we fuck. I reckon that that's good enough for me.” In fact, Alicia had told me recently, in secret, that she thought that I was better than either Phil or Ted but she couldn't let slip that she had been fucked by her father and by my father. Nor could she tell Katrina that my mother and Alicia's mother both said that I was a great fuck. We finally agreed, and negotiated with all the relevant parents, that Katrina would come on Friday night for a sleep over, which would involve the three of us together in Alicia's bed. There was even an option of staying until Sunday morning if Katrina wanted to. “Katrina. One thing just occurred to me. I take it that you are a virgin, so is your hymen still intact?” I asked. “I don't think so. My sister gave me a dildo for my 14th birthday. The first time I used it it hurt and there was blood on it, so I guess that won't be an issue. Sorry.” “I didn't ask because I wanted to take your cherry. I asked because it could spoil your first time if I had to break it.” “You're only going to fuck me once?” “Not if you'll let me fuck you more than once. I just think that your first time should be special.” It was obvious from the next email from Josh that he was in seventh heaven with all the sex he was getting while Rosalie was in San Francisco. We emailed him back about our plans for Katrina. He bounced back an email saying how much he wished that he could be part of that. That gave me an idea. “Josh, Do you have skype on your computer?” “What is skype?” Half a dozen more emails back and forth and we were talking to each other on skype, and, since we both had cameras we could see each other. “Wow! Josh! You're beautiful!” That was Alicia. “Alicia! I think that you're beautiful. Are you guys naked?” “Yes. Aren't you?” “No. I'm wearing cut-offs. I'd like to see all of Alicia.” So I picked up the camera and pushed Alicia away so that Josh got a full-body image of my girlfriend. Then I beckoned her back toward the camera so that Josh could admire her beautiful face. “Alicia! Turn your head from side to side, please.” Then I started to scan down her body, stopping when her breasts were filling the image. I reached in with my free hand and squeezed one nipple and then the other. I heard a few moans from Josh. When the moaning stopped I lowered the camera to show Josh her midriff, then on down to her pussy. “Alicia!, Would you spread your lips for me, please?” After a few minutes of showing Josh the details of Alicia's pink petals, I moved the camera down lower, showing her legs, then her feet. “I want to see Alicia's ass” So Alicia turned around and I aimed the camera at her arse. She bent over and pulled her bum cheeks apart to give Josh the view that he wanted. “Wow! Thank you, Alicia.” “You're welcome. Now I want to see the cock that has been fucking Rosalie. OK?” Josh adjusted the camera, then stood up and slid his cut-offs down and off. He stood side on to the camera so that we could see his limp cock. It looked enormous, even flaccid. “Stroke it for me, please, Josh.” He did and it grew another couple of inches. “Wow! Josh! That's beautiful! I'd love to feel that inside me. I'd love to have you fuck me. Would you like to fuck me Josh. Please say yes?” But Josh didn't say 'yes'. Instead he started to squirt cum out of his cock and onto the floor in front of him. “Thank you, Josh! I'll take that as a yes. Right?” “Right.” He managed between moans. After a few minutes Josh was grinning at us again. “Alicia,” he said, “I'd really love to watch you giving Sam a blow job. Would you? Please?” Without any further prompting, Alicia dropped to her knees, grabbed my cock and pulled me toward her mouth. I turned her a little to get a better camera angle, then moved forward to have my cock slide into her mouth. This was not the first blow job that she had given me, not by a long shot, but knowing that Josh, in San Fransisco, was watching us somehow heightened the effect and within minutes I was coming in her mouth. Alicia took my whole load into her mouth, then turned to the camera and opened her mouth to show Josh the pool of cum on her tongue. “Hi Josh. What are you doing?” That was Rosalie's voice! “Hi Rosalie! I'm looking at Sam's cum in Alicia's mouth. Look!” Rosalie's face appeared beside Josh's on our screen. “Hi Alicia. Hi Sam. I see you two have made friends with Josh already. How are you both?” “Hi Rosalie.”, said Alicia, “We've been missing you, but we've managed to keep ourselves busy. Josh has been filling us in on all the fucking that you have been doing with him, Gerald, and Mary. We're not the only ones keeping busy!” Rosalie laughed, then turned away from the camera. “Mary! Come and meet my son and his beautiful girl friend.” A pair of black hands appeared on Josh's shoulders, then a stunningly beautiful black face appeared beside Josh's face. “Hello Sam. Hello Alicia. Rosalie told us about your enormous appetites for sex. I can see it for myself now. I think you put us in the shade sexually.” I had to respond to that! “That's not what Josh has been telling us, Mary. From what he says we'd be struggling to keep up with the four of you.” She laughed a melodic laugh then said. “Well, let's not argue about it. We're having a lot of fun here while Rosalie is with us, and I'm sure you're having a lot of fun there, even though you're missing Rosalie, for now. Right?” “Right.” Then a striking black man appeared on our screen. “Hi guys! I'm Gerald. I'm glad to see that you and Josh are getting on so well. I'm going to be back in Sydney for a few days soon, and I'd like to bring Mary and Josh with me. Do you think that you could show Josh around, while Mary and I are working with your mom?” “Well, Gerald. Alicia's already told Josh that she would like him to fuck her. I'm sure that we can give Josh a good time while he's here.” Everyone, on both sides of the Pacific, laughed. “Well guys. I need my computer for a while. I'm afraid you'll have to hang up for now.” “OK. Josh how about talking to us again tomorrow at the same time? We should have Katrina here to meet you.” “Katrina? Who's Katrina?” Rosalie's voice again. “Josh can tell you, Rosalie. Good bye all.” And we cut the connection. To be continued. |
When he left the room, I couldn't control myself. As soon as he the door clicked shut behind him, my fingers were inside myself as I pulled at my nipples with my other hand, pinching and twisting them as he had while I punished my virgin pussy as I wanted his cock to. I attacked myself, venting my frustrations and punishing myself for not being his favourite. When I came, moaning into a pillow to silence myself, I couldn't help but go again. I was gentler the second time as I struggled with my own guilt, my own perverted arousal. Shouldn't I be disgusted at what he had done? I should at least be disgusted at him molesting my friend in her sleep - I knew she would be. Somehow a part of me just found that even more arousing, knowing my friend had been degraded, even violated. It made me think I deserved the same treatment, and I began punishing myself again, knowing I'd never get the punishment I deserved, or even craved. Even if Theo turned his attentions to me it would be less than I deserved. I wanted it, so it would never be such a betrayal for me. No, I deserved something horrible, and the thought only excited me more. I don't know how long I spent pleasuring myself, but I do remember feeling tired. I fell asleep eventually, and it felt as if no time at all had passed when I woke up to the sound of Claire's phone buzzing. We got up, had breakfast and did all our usual things. Every time I looked at Claire I imagined Theo, and I could think about little else. When I finally got home I went straight to my bedroom to pleasure myself again, and that was how I spent much of my home time throughout the next week. Much to my disappointment, we went to a party the next weekend. Claire and Tara took the plunge and decided to sample some alcohol someone bought, and it seemed to take hold quite quickly. They ended up passing the night dancing and flirting with the popular boys while Jonas, a nerdy boy from the school, sat and talked to me about our mutual love of horror movies. I should have appreciated someone paying attention to me at all, but all I could think about was Theo. When Claire ended up making out with a boy from class on the sofa, I found myself hoping they would do more - after all, I thought, if Claire had a boyfriend perhaps she would miss our sleepovers and Taras father would have no choice but to turn his attentions to me. But it was not to be. Tara dragged Claire away from him and we left the party, myself sober and rather annoyed while my friends were being drunk and annoying. They insisted on sleeping at my house since it was closer to the party. It was also convenient that my parents work nights so they wouldn't be around to get angry at Claire and Tara for their underaged drinking. So another week passed. Another week of sexual frustration punctuated by memories of Theos touch. When Saturday finally came, I was excited. I enjoyed spending time with my friends, and of course I was eager to see what the night would bring. It was a nice day, so after shopping we went to the park to kick around the ball again. Once again, Tara completely outclassed us, and seemed to be in a particularly show-off mood. When we decided to leave she was still full of energy and ran to vault over the fence, but her foot slipped and she fell, one leg on each side of the fence as she came down hard. The look on her face was priceless, and Claire and I had to stifle our laughter at her shrill cry of pain. I know we don't have balls, but a hard impact to the groin hurts us too. She toppled to the grass and lay on the ground for a moment as we expressed our concern, but soon she was up and limping again, her sporty nature making sure she was too proud to admit how much it hurt. But it made me think again about something that had been worrying me; what if Claire woke up feeling the aftereffects of Theos touch? I hadn't noticed anything that would have stood out if I hadn't been aware of what he was doing, but he focused more on Claire. If she woke to aching nipples and a sore vagina on top of the occasional sticky skin and wet patches in the bed, how long would it take for her to suspect something? Thankfully she'd mentioned night sweats last time, but surely she would start to suspect something if he kept escalating. Regardless, we made our way to Taras house, and when we explained why she was limping to her Theo, I managed to steer the conversation to waking up sore, hoping he would get the idea and be careful. I didn't want our fun to end in disaster. As day turned to night, the thought kept bothering me, but I couldn't ignore my excitement. After another delicious dinner, I decided to get changed last. Tara emerged from her bedroom in the usual pyjamas, with a button up blue top and matching pants that hid her lithe athletes' body but accentuated her olive tanned skin and the thick black hair that framed her fine boned face. Claire emerged from the bathroom in a top so typical of her, a sheer white T shirt just little too tight and a little too thin so that her impressively sized boobs strained against the material, her nipples clearly outlined where the nubs poked through the fabric. She wore pyjama pants this time, and I hoped that Theo might not focus so much on her tonight if it was a pain to remove the pants from the slender platinum blonde beauty, but I knew that may be a bit much to hope for. I excused myself and moved into the bathroom as soon as Claire was out, telling my friends that I needed a shower and to start the movie without me. They barely even noticed, Tara already beginning the traditional lecture for Claire to cover up so that Theo wouldn't see the blonde girls impressive assets. As soon as the door closed, I stripped off and looked in the mirror. I knew I didn't have the sporty models looks of Tara, or Claires natural pornstar body. But Theo paying attention to me last week had helped my confidence immensely. My boobs, smaller than those of my friends and slightly pointy, had still grabbed his attention when he thought I was sleeping, and he had seemed quite happy with my pink, virgin slit and the fact that I had taken to shaving it regularly. With my red hair, my freckles, the little bit of remaining baby fat around my soft face I had always been looked at as "cute", as the childlike nerdy one of my group, but his looks and touch had made me question that. I turned to double check that the toilet seat was down, then sat naked on the cold surface, my legs apart, and pleasured myself thinking of the older man downstairs, who even now was cooking up some delicious dessert that he would drug us with so that he could touch us in our sleep, to molest and abuse girls just a third of his age. The thought got me off quickly, and I had a hurried shower before drying off and slipping into my own sleepwear. Tonight I had decided to break tradition. I had bought an adorable pink summer pyjama set, with a button up silk Tee and small, loose fitting, matching silk shorts. I had chosen them specifically to give Theo easy access, and they looked great as well. When I walked into the room, Claire and Tara instantly began gushing over them. I suppose it was a big change, seeing me wear anything nice rather than the same old cheap and shapeless stuff, and we had a long conversation, ignoring the movie while I showed them more like mine on the stores facebook page. We just ended up talking for a long time, and suddenly the movie was over and Theo was giving us each a carefully ***********ed slice of delicious homemade red velvet cheesecake. It was a shame to sneak so much of it into the little baggy hidden in my handbag as I had been practicing, but I knew I wanted to be fully awake for tonight, even if he was sure I was asleep. Seeing him casually eyeing us before he left gave me the motivation I needed though, and soon we were all done and crowded around the sink brushing our teeth before I took a quick bathroom break to flush the evidence of the tragically wasted dessert. Then it was off to bed. I had planned ahead for tonight, going for multiple drinks of coke through the night and multiple bathroom breaks. I asked Claire if she could sleep against the wall tonight so that I could have the outside of the futon we shared in case I needed more toilet breaks. She hadn't even questioned it, and now I could make myself more accessible for Theo. It didn't take long for Claire and Tara to fall asleep as the drugged dessert took hold, and their steady breathing was soon the only sound in the room. For me it took forever. Have you ever tried waiting for something without moving? It seems like an eternity. It probably only took about twenty minutes, but it felt like I had waited for hours. At long last, the bedroom door opened just a crack. I let my breathing become slow and heavy, and closed my eyes most of the way as I so often had. He walked in, his strong chest bare, black hair cascading down to cover his broad shoulders. He wore dark, thin shorts, and I could see there was already a tent in them where his erection strained to escape. "Girls!" he called out, the usual test to see if we were awake. He was obviously getting far more confident in himself. As usual, he then made the rounds. First, he shook Tara by the shoulder, calling her name as he did so. But this time he did something different, sliding the blanket from her shoulders before he turned to Claire and I. He seemed to pause for a moment when he noticed that we had switched place, and I closed my eyes properly as he approached, and braced myself. "Amy!" he called out softly, his large hand gently shaking my shoulder. Then it was gone, and a moment later, I heard him calling Claire. Then the light was on, and I could feel him repositioning the lamp above myself and Claire. I felt that familiar rush of excitement between my legs, and then disappointment as I felt his weight on the edge of the bed. He was reaching right past me, to Claire. How could he not? I could feel him moving around, no doubt lifting her top to reveal her big double D boobs, and more movement as he no doubt played with them. He began praising her, muttering about her "big perfect tits", and I heard the familiar wet sounds of his mouth, no doubt working her nipples. But then he shifted again. I felt his hands on my body, and my heart skipped a beat. "And what's this pretty little getup you're wearing, Amy?" he asked, obviously expecting no response. I felt my nipples stiffening as his hands went to my chest, and he seemed to notice, his large hands roaming my body as his thumbs rubbed my nipples through the thin top. "Did you wear this just for me, huh, you dirty little slut?" I was so excited having him talk to me like that, his hands touching my body. He began to slowly unbutton my top, and I felt him pulling the fabric apart as his hot breath washed over my pale, exposed skin, loins burning with desire as he paid so much attention to my B cup boobs. As he leaned down and took my exposed right nipple in his hungry mouth, the hair of his beard pricking my soft skin, I couldn't help but let out a tiny moan. He laughed. "Such a horny little slut, aren't you?" He had no idea, I thought to myself, fighting every part of my being that wanted to simply open my eyes and beg him to take me. I held my breath as his large hand slid down my body, gently pulling aside my small silk shorts to stroke my freshly shaven outer lips, his thick finger just barely touching but sending a shiver of excitement up my spine. "Let's have a look at this perfect little pussy" he said as he shifted his weight again, his hot breath now directly on my needy, virgin slit, bringing another soft moan from my lips as his finger teased at my moist entrance. "And always so wet. You can tell this one wants it. Don't worry cutie, your time will come, but daddy has something else to do tonight." And with that, he was up and moving away from me. I wanted to call out, to beg him to come back. Instead I opened my eyes to find him, and was surprised to find that he'd moved back across the room to stand over Tara, his daughter. What was he doing there? Then I saw the phone. I was sure he hadn't been holding it before, but all that mattered was that he was now. He must have been recording. I suddenly felt humiliated and ashamed. Had he been recording us a moment ago? The way he was talking, the shifting of his weight... he must have been. Strangely enough, I felt betrayed, and ashamed for feeling that way. What was wrong with me? I was fine with him touching me, touching girls a third of his age, but not with him recording us? He had been molesting my friend in her sleep, but this was what made me feel bad? No, I told myself. I deserved this, and so much more. So, I watched, curious. He had the phone light on, and seemed to be moving the phone along his sleeping daughters body, slowly panning up and down. His other hand reached down, and I realised he was slowly unbuttoning her pyjama top. His own daughters top. I watched in awe, forgotten in the back corner of the room as he slowly pulled her shirt open, revealing her slender, toned form. Her olive skin seemed to glisten in the light, her perky C cup boobs rising and falling as she breathed deeply in her sleep. His hand squeezed one, then the other, gently pinching her tiny dark nipples as he did, the phone still hovering. I noticed he was keeping it away from her face. A small relief at least. I looked on in awe as he bent down, his lips pursed, and sucked her nipple into his mouth before releasing it, swirling his tongue around it slowly before slowly kissing his way down her flat, toned stomach. He grabbed her hips, shifting her around the bed until she lay sideways, her legs dangling from the edge. He rested the phone on the bed for just a moment. Then, in a practiced motion he somehow made look easy, he lifted her hips and pulled her pants completely off in one swift moment, leaving her long legs dangling bare. He picked up the phone once more and panned down her body, then used his free hand to pull her legs apart, the phone making its way between her legs. "God damn baby", he said softly "I really wish you'd take a lesson from Amy down there" I caught a glimpse of her dark, bushy, pubic hair as he sank down to his knees, and I knew what he meant. I was glad he was ignoring me at the time, or he might have seen me smiling at the compliment. He began rubbing her gently with his finger, and I crossed my legs to stifle my own arousal as I imagined his touch on me. The phone never left his other hand as he began to rub her vigorously, and I could hear her heavy breathing from the other side of the room as he picked up the pace. Theo continued to mumble obscenities, always referring to himself as "daddy" as he called her a slut and complimented her perfect body. The older man slid two fingers into my friend - more than he had ever done with me - and I was struck by the absurdity of the situation as I watched my one of my best friends being finger fucked in her sleep by her own father. I had never imagined him going this far, but I was glad that he had. Still on his knees, he bent his head forward, the phone discarded on the ground as his mouth bent forth to his daughter's pussy, one hand still rubbing her clit as the other reached up to squeeze and grope her boobs. I found myself reaching downwards to touch myself as I watched, still doing my best to pretend to sleep as my own fingers began to rub my clit. Theo continued to eat his daughter's pussy, and I could hear Taras moans now, building and building until she arched her back and climaxed into her father's hungry mouth. But it wasn't over. He reached down, grabbing himself and removing his shorts as he once more reached for the phone. "Okay, baby," he growled, his voice filled with animalistic lust "Time for daddies cock." I would have fallen out of the bed if I hadn't been trying so hard to pretend to be sleeping. I knew from late night girl talk that Tara touched herself regularly, that she had used a spare electric toothbrush to pleasure herself, but I had seen Theos cock up close. I doubted she'd ever had anything that large inside herself, and I wasn't sure her accident today would be enough to hide what happened. She had still been limping slightly tonight, but everything I knew about virginity loss told me this was a bad idea. Theo stood, and stopped for a moment. Without warning, he marched from the room completely naked, his thick cock bouncing as he walked. What was going on? Had he changed his mind? No, Tara was still positioned sideways on the bed, her legs dangling from the edge, and his discarded shorts were at her feet. He returned before I could figure it out, carrying a small brown paper bag. He pulled out a small tube, holding the phone to it for a moment before squirting it onto his sleeping daughters exposed pussy. he put it back into the bag, then pulled out something else. After a little fidgeting, he turned to the side and I realised he was pulling a condom onto his thick, hard cock. Then he turned back to his daughter, the phone panning up and down her exposed body one more time before he leaned forward between his daughter's legs. He braced himself awkwardly, bending his knees slightly to get the right angle, and I could see the muscles on his broad back tense. I wished I had a better view. I wished I could trade places with her. He groaned softly as he leaned forward, one hand holding the phone and one between his legs to guide himself, and I knew he was in. He began to rock back and forth, tossing the phone to the bed as he leaned forward and braced himself with one hand. He slid further up the bed, his daughter's legs spread wide around him, and began to pick up the pace. I could hear Tara begin moaning once more, and Theo continued to grunt and talk to her, asking her if she liked daddies cock, telling her how tight she was and that he loved her. He began to pick up the pace, but I could see that he was still holding back. I wasn't, one hand squeezing and pulling at my nipples while two fingers plunged in and out of myself again and again, trying to match his rhythm. The forbidden nature of the incestuous rape scene playing out before me, the excitement of being in the same room, the risk of being caught and the touch of my own fingers turned out to be too much to bear, and I had a hard time stifling my own climax. Thankfully he was in his own world, the wet smacking of skin on skin, his heavy breathing and Taras own moans keeping him distracted, but I knew he was close. Still he was holding back, fucking her somewhat slowly, but their speed was building. I could hear Taras moans beginning to build as he picked up the pace a little more, and I noticed he was now thrusting deeper as I continued to pleasure myself. I wondered if he was even using his full length, but there was no way to know. Then it came. I saw Taras legs tightening, her fathers firm bouncing ass moving ever faster as she moaned loudly in orgasm. Now completely on top of her, he grunted, stiffening slightly, and stopped moving. I pulled my hands away from my own hungry slit, and once more feigned sleep as he slowly rose from his daughters sleeping body. "God baby, you're such a good little slut" He stood, stretching as he rose, the muscles on his back and shoulders dancing, his dark skin slick with sweat. He pulled what appeared to be wet wipes from the bag, and began to wipe down her body as he'd done to Claire and I in the past, quickly glancing back to check on us before he leaned down to pick up the phone and scan her naked form one more time. He then put his daughters pyjamas back on her and repositioned her in her bed so that she lay as she had when he'd entered the room. Now he turned to us. I closed my eyes most of the way, a trick in which I was now well versed, and watched. He strode towards us casually, his thick cock still dangling at head height, no longer erect but far from flaccid. My heart sank a little as he reached straight for Claire, the phone still in his hand, and I felt him fidgeting with her. But as he moved, it bought his cock within inched of my face, and that was reward enough. I wanted to reach out, to move my head forwards and take it in my mouth, but resisted the urge. Then came the light of the torch on my face, and closed my eyes for real as he began to shift and reposition me in the bed, opening my top and pulling my shorts to the side as he positioned my legs wide apart. I heard him shuffling around, and I could see the light from the phone moving around through my closed eyelids. I heard the shutter sound as he took a series of photos, then paused, and took more. I felt something cold and wet between my legs, on my inner thigh, and almost flinched. I realised it was the condom. He was placing his used condom, still filled with his spent cum and covered in his own daughters juices on us and taking photos. He moved it to my chest, draping it between my breasts. More shutter sounds. It disappeared again, no doubt onto Claire, and there were more sounds. Next it was on my face, on one cheek. I could smell the musky smell of his cum. Then it was gone, and the light from the phone dimmed as he leaned over to Claire once more. When his attention came back to me, I was disappointed to feel him fixing my clothing, covering me up once again before quickly wiping me down with a wet wipe. A moment later he was gone, taking his bag of naughty tools and turning off the lights to leave me alone with nothing but my unconscious friends, my impure thoughts and my eager fingers. |
Teachers Pet Brett finishes putting his red tie on, looking at himself in the mirror of the bedroom in the new townhouse that he and his wife Bella had just moved into. They were married last year after both graduating from school. She was originally from Manchester, England and Brett decided that living in England may be interesting. Needless to say he loved it so far in the country, he planned to call it home for the rest of his life. He was scared that being American would present an issue when applying for jobs but was surprised to get a call back from the first school he applied at. It was a very snobby private school called Redblood academy. He take's another look at himself inthe mirror as he throws his black blazer on. He was proud of himself, starting a new teaching job....beautiful wife and he defintely had his looks, he was 6"4 220 lbs, brown hair and blue eyes and was in great shape. Would never guess he was 30, looked about 21 at the oldest! Straightening his blazer out before smiling and giving himself a corny thumbs up in the mirror before exiting the room. He starts walking down the wooden stair case to the living room/dining room area. making his way through the 2 rooms that we basically filled with boxes. He see's Bella at the counter drinking coffee in her pink robe. Smiling as he sneaks up behind her and wraps his arm's around her and playfull kisses her on her neck. Bella laughs as his lips touch her skin, "someones happy this morning eh?" she says in her beautiful English accent. He let's her go and heads over to the cupboard to grab his thermos to fill up with some coffe, " hey why wouldn't i be? I gotta be the luckiest guy alive" he smiles at her and she returns the smile to him. She was so beautiful.....long brown hair, hazel eyes, petite body with amazing legs and perky B cups. He hit the jackpot! He walks over to her after filling his thermos and embraces her, kissing her passionately. The kiss is returned as her arms wrap around his neck, she finally giggles and playfully pushes him off "you don't wanna be late on your first day!" she smiles and hands him his briefcase. Rolling his eyes playfull " fine!" they both softly laugh and softly kiss one another once again before Brett leaves the box filled townhouse. A smile across his face as he make's his way up the stone path in the frontyard to the front gate. This was amazing! He think's to himself, nothing can drag him down anymore! Turning the key in the lock and pushing the door open, the big door creaks a little as Brett opens it up to his new classroom. He whistles a little at the size of the room, it was pretty bare but he would decorate it accordingly he thinks to himself. He would be teaching history and he couldn't wait! Sitting down at his desk and opening his briefcase, he has 5 classes in total, all classes would have students who would graduating this year. He reflects back on how happy he was graduating school his senior year. Leaning back in his chair and smiling a bit with his eyes open before hearing a voice " ummm excuse me..?" the voice startles him, "shit!" as the chair rolls back and the back of his head smacks on the floor. He must have been out cold for a few seconds because he feel's a presence above him. Opening his eyes and his first thought is that he was in heaven....the girl was stunning! Blue eyes, Long bleach blonde hair, with black highlights, dark eyeliner, darker shade of purple lipstick and a nose stud in her right nostril. She looks a bit concerned before speaking up " Hi...i'm Becky, i'm in your first period....are you okay sir?" He quickly stands up and shakes off the pain the best he can. Straightening his suit out a bit and clearing his throat "uhhhh nice to meet you Becky but first period doesn't start for quite some time i'm afraid..." She gives him a strange looks....there was something unusual about this girl... She smiles " sorry the old teacher that had this room would let me come in and study a bit for quiet before class started....is it okay if I do that today?" He didn't think it possible to tell this girl no " oh uhhh yes that would be alright....my name is Bre...I mean Mr. Callahan." She extends her hand and shakes it. " you should probably spruce the place up a bit....look's a bit dull in here" she jokes. God....those english accents would be the death of him. She turn's and heads to a desk in the back, school uniforms for girls were a blazer, a black skirt and black stockings with black flats....her hips swayed side to side as she walked to the desk....dammit stop it Brett! He thinks to himself. She had quite the body from what he could see, wide hips, a round ass and maybe C cup breasts. The girl sits down at a desk and pulls a notebook out of her bag. Brett decides to start organizing his things, he swears that he catches the girl staring at him at random times but tries to ignore it the best he can. He needed to stop with these thoughts....She was legal but he was married! He needed to get the thoughts out of his head dammit! The bell rings and first period begins, all of the students now sitting down at a desk in the room. Brett clear's his throat and stands up, hoping he doesn't mess this up. " Hello class my name is Mr. Callahan!" he looks back and can see her...Becky staring at him with a smile...why was he so nervous...? A sigh of relief as the bell rings, that was brutal...he thinks to himself as all of the kids leave...except for one...of course " Mr. Callahan....i'm having trouble understanding the American literature we went over today....mind if I come by after school?" Clearing his throat as he tries to speak " oh uhh yeah....that would be fine!" damn....why did he say yes!? The blonde smiles "great see you later sir!" He stares at her ass as she leaves the room....he swears she was wiggling it on purpose... The bell rings for the final period and Brett find's himself pulling a framed wedding picture of him and Bella on their wedding day from his briefcase. He proudly stand's it up on his desk and smiles. Smiling to himself, no thoughts of any other female will beat me as long as I have her. "Mr. Callahan?" Looling over to see her again...."Oh uhh come on in Becky and take a seat" He is a bit shocked when the seat she takes is right by him at his desk, also more shocked to see her clevage showing...she must have unbuttoned her blouse a few buttons. Lord...he didn't get paid enough for this, clearing his throat as he glances at her soft pale skin while also trying not to show that he was uncomfortable....yeah right...he was probably sweating bullets "aww is that your wife? she's pretty" Becky smiles. He looks at the photo " oh yes....thank you Becky" he smiles and stands up to head over to a shelf by the window to grab a textbook to look over with her when he hears a crash from behind him. He quickly jumps around to see that the photo had fallen off of the desk. Broken glass everywhere. Becky covers her mouth "oh my god I'm so sorry!" He walks over to the glass mess" look...Becky maybe we can try this tomorrow...I kind of have a lot of unpacking to do at home still. As he kneels down and begins picking up the glass. She stands up " oh no worries... I totally understand, see you tomorrow sir!" she smiles before leaving. There's now way she could have accidentally knocked the frame over....right? The front door opens to the townhouse and Brett is very happy to be home....also was having trouble fighting feelings that his student...oh god...his student had put into his mind. He walks upstairs to the bed room and sees Bella bent over in yoga shorts, sorting something out. Her tight little butt was pressing against the fabric of the shorts. God....he needed to realease it all and now! He walks up and grabs her tight butt from outside her shorts " ooooohhh someone feeling frisky today?" She looks back giggling a little. He doesn't even respond, just stands her straight up and slides her shorts down and slips a finger inside of her tight pussy. " god I misses you today..." he says as he begin's to kiss her deeply. She kisses back before being thrown onto the bed, Brett hops around as he frantically kicks his suit top, tie, pants and shoes off. Jumps straight inbetween her legs and kisses her passionately and holds her head as he does. She kisses back and reaches down with her free hand, positioning his 9 inch cock at her hole. "UGH!' he pumps into her fast abnd wildly, reaching down and holding her hips roughly as he hits it missionary. His long cock sliding in and out of her, barely able to even fit! She grabs her hair tightly as she feels the monster going in and out of her " fuck baby....give it to me!" He pumps into her more and more, his skin smacking off of hers echoing the small bedroom. Leaning down and kissing and biting on her neck. He pulls his head up and slides his cock out of her and motions for her to get on all fours at the edge of the bed as she stands up. Grabbing her hips as she does what shes told he slides back in and goes to work quickly. Pounding into her hard, her moans can probably be heard a block down the road! Holding her hips tightly, he closes his eyes and pictures Becky....her soft round ass slamming back into him...that look on her face that she had earlier that day as he imagines her looking back at him. Smacking her big jiggly ass roughly multiple times, his 9 inches barely fitting into her tight 18 year old pussy as he slammed into her over and over again. He comes back to reality when he hears Bellas voice " fuck im cumming baby don't stop!". He picks up speed and slams into her harder, he likes it when they cum together. A few more minutes and he feels his legs shake as he begins to fill his wifes pussy with his seed. They both breathe heavy as he leans down and kisses her sweat covered shoulder. He pulls out and backs up to a chair in the corner. " well that was unexpected" she laughs and walks over to the closet " get dressed sweety..I invited the neighbors over for dinner. He smiles " oh well that was nice of you" Walking over to herr and kissing her again " I love you Bella" And I love you too Brett" they both smile. Finishing up putting a button down on when he hears Bella from downstairs, " there here Brett!" He smiles and heads downstairs, looking forward to meeting the neighbors, he can see one taller man and shorter woman, both with blonde hair and then he see..." Hi Mr. Callahan!" Shit,....he stares at Becky...." oh uhh hi Becky..." Bella cocks an eyebrow " are you a student of Bretts?" Becky smiles " yes mam, he's a very intelligent man, you're a lucky girl!" Bella and Beckys parents all smile, Brett however does not as he looks at the smiling 18 year old student....keep it together Brett...just make it through dinner...oh god... Hey guys Beckyj1992 here! ^_^ wanted to keep the first chapter simple, if story gets a positive feedback I would definitely love to continue and unravel the story more :) but it's up to you guys....To Be Continued??? |
*Author's Note-This story contains non consensual sex. I do not condone the action nor would I suggest you go out and do it. It is wrong on many levels, fictionally, however, it makes a good story, if you enjoy it of course. These character's and events are mine, and not up for copy. I originally posted this on my account, xxxArtemisDawnxxx, on Literotica.com* '...' thoughts. 'I'm going to fucking kill her.' I keep repeating over and over as I'm forced to walk home. 'Oh don't worry Alyssa, I won't get fucking hammered and leave the party without you.' I think of all the things I wish I could do to Elle, getting even more pissed because they're all illegal. Earlier in the night we went to a Christmas party together. Booze, drugs and slutty elves. Dressed in a short red mini skirt, boots up to my knees and fishnet stockings with a shirt that barely conceals anything is what I stupidly chose to be my guise, without any common sense might I add. Now being forced to walk home, which thankfully is only a mile away, I'm fucking freezing. My coat wasn't really built for warmth, and it only reaches to where my skirt lies. 'Damn you Elle!' My walk is basically through a residential area. I feel completely at ease here. Although in my mind, other than cursing Elle to the lowest circle of Hades, I'm calculating whether I should take the short cut or not. The short cut is through the woods of course, making my trip shorter by more than half of the longer. I try to weigh the pros and cons of the shorter way when the wind suddenly whips around me making my decision for me. The short cut it is. I come upon the path. I feel hesitant, like there is something wrong here. I shake it off, I've done this countless times throughout my 15 years of life. Even through the woods I've worn a path through the many times I've used it, including marking the trail by gouging the trees. I walk along the path and enjoy the solitude. The wind isn't as gusty here, and the snow hasn't fallen as heavily. I step off the path and into the trees when I come to my first marker. 'Only a little longer now, then a hot shower, warm clothes and hiding under my covers.' Finally after 10 or so minutes I come to my grotto. Its a small circular clearing that I normally escape to when the stress at home becomes to much. My parents aren't exactly the best with the constant fighting and negligence. I doubt they even know I'm gone now. I snuck out to go to that party. Elle picked me up down the block, which is where she was suppose to drop me off later, instead driving off with Jeremy. He's her boy toy. I walk over to my tree. Its the best shade tree, and has a conveniant hallow near the base that I keep a blanket, my art supplies, a few books and a now empty box of condoms. 'Need to remember to replace those...' "Allie, there you are!" I whirl around fists up. "Woah, easy girly, its just me." I drop my hands as I recognize the voice. As he comes closer I notice his walk is sorta off. "Damn you Victor." I say as he saunters over and puts his arms around my waist. I laughingly try to push him away as he kisses my neck and collarbone. Victor is my 19 year old pain in the ass...and the reason for the empty box of condoms. He pulls off my coat and continues kissing, trying to tug my flimsey shirt aside. I push him back slightly."Aw c'mon baby, please." I shake my head. "Not tonight Vic, I'm cold, I just wanna go home." "But I could keep ya warm." He says drawing me closer. I smell liquor on his breath now. Apparently he went to his own party. "Not tonight. I'm not in the mood." I try to wriggle away from him. "But baby, we've been waiting here for you forever.' I freeze. 'We?' Just then I feel cold hands wrap around my wrists and pull my arms behind my back. Victor lets go of my waist and steps back smiling. I turn my head and see Gage, Victor's best friend. I smell booze on his breath too. He must of got ahold of something. Gage is 22. "What the hell are you doing? Let go of me!" I try to struggle away from Gage, and he increases the pressure on my wrists making me cry out in pain. "Now now Alyssa, if you be a good girl, you won't get hurt." "Fuck you asshole! Let me goooo!" Then I feel something cool cutting into my throat. Gage is holding a butcher's knife. I immediatly still. "See? You can behave." I bite back my retort of the various things I would like to cut off of him. He runs the blade down to my shoulder making me shiver. With a jerk he cuts one of the straps to my shirt. I look at Victor. "Stop this...please." I beg. He just smiles and Gage cuts the other strap. Thankfully my arms keep my shirt from falling. "What now? Just go away and leave me alone!" I try to break Gage's hold, but he's strong even while intoxicated. "Here," Gage offers the knife to Victor. "cut the front of her shirt open." I struggle furiously against his hold, but I can't get away. "Stop that now, or he's gonna accidentally slice those nice tits of your's to ribbons." I glance at Victor, seeing him about to cut away reguardless of my struggles and I stop moving. "You fucking prick. Stop it. It isn't funny." "It isn't a joke Alyssa, so it shouldn't be funny." Gage whispers in my ear. Victor draws the blade slowly down the hallow of my throat to my breasts, making me shudder with more than just the cold. He cuts through the thin material of my shirt and pulls it away from me. He smiles and waves the shirt in front of my gaze before tossing it aside. My breasts stand at full attention seeing as I didn't wear a bra. The cold wind licks across them, making my nipples erect almost to the point of pain. Victor runs the knife over them. I'm starting to feel how wet I already am, and get more pissed that my body is betraying me while these assholes torment me. Then I feel Victor's mouth envelope one of my nipples. It's blissfully warm as he licks, nips and sucks away. I involuntarily arch my back, getting more of my breast into his mouth. I hear both men chuckle and Gage saying, "She is a little fucking slut ain't she?" I open my mouth to protest, but then Gage's free hand comes up and cups my breast. Victor suckles one as Gage toys, pinches and pulls the other. Moans escape my lips even though I try to hold them back. 'Damn it. Make this end, please make it end.' I feel my cunt flowing freely now. Victor pulls back, the frigid air hitting my nipple and making me wince. He crouches down and runs his hands up my skirt to the waistband of my thong. I try to kick at him but he places the point of the blade against my thigh, near an artery. If you're wondering, Victor has a strong fascination with Anatomy, so I know he could easily make one little cut and I'd be fucked. "Ah ah ah, behave Alyssa." He goes back to my thong and starts to pull it down. "Damn baby, I've never seen you this wet." he says as he feels my already soaked panties. I feel tears of humiliation threaten and force them back. "Go suck Gage's dick and leave me the hell alone!" I struggle against Gage but I can't get loose. Victor pulls my panties down my legs, removes them and tosses them aside with the tatters of my shirt, I feel Victor's hand touch my clit. I bite my lip to keep from moaning as he starts gently rubbing circles. Gage starts to nip at my earlobe, and I feel his erection pressing into me. Victor's hand moves and he presses two fingers into my cunt. I buck my hips against him, trying to free myself and ride his fingers at the same time. He starts to pump his fingers inside me slowly, he knows how to work me and soon he has me panting for more. Victor looks at Gage. "I think she's ready for round one, don't you?" Gage chuckles in my ear. Victor stands up and suddenly Gage has me bent over. My ass pressed against him. I hear him undo and take off his belt. He wraps it around my wrists, securing them. "That should make it easier." Both men free their dicks. 'Th-they're really gonna do this to me? Victor...why?' "Time to let me use that pretty little mouth of your's sweetheart." Victor grabs my hair and tries forcing me onto his cock. 'No, I've never let you there you assfuck, thats not going to change now.' He continues sliding his cock around my mouth trying to gain entry. "Think we need to convince her Gage." I feel Gage flip my skirt up onto my back, my pussy exposed to his gaze and I feel myself flush with embarrasment at this unknown invader. I feel his hand run across my slit, toying with my clit slightly. Then he jams two fingers inside me. I almost gasp, but keep my mouth shut as he pumps in and out. Victor's dick presses harder against my mouth to no avail. Gage's fingers withdraw and I hear him positioning himself behind me. One hand goes on my hip, and then I feel his cock against me. I lose it. "No...." My protests gets cut off when Victor's dick is shoved in my mouth. "Suck me bitch, if you even think about biting, this knife will go where you don't want it." I reflexively swallow and hear him moan. "Thatta girl." I feel Gage's dick as he starts to enter me. I stretch almost painfully around him. He's big, so much bigger than Victor. I squirm to get away but he grasps my hips and plunges forward. He starts fucking me furiously from behind as Victor grabs my hair and starts face fucking me. His dick hits the back of my throat and I gag. He holds my head there as he moans, I taste something salty in the back of my mouth. Then he starts humping my face again spreading his tanginess across my tongue. Gage is pounding away at me, though I try not to, I feel my orgasm already building. I start to unconsciously push back toward him, meeting his thrusts. He digs his fingers into my hips. There will be bruises there tomorrow. He vigourously fucks me, pulling almost all the way out and forcing his way back in. I gasp and moan around Victor's cock. I even start to suck him. "Thats right baby, suck my dick." He stops his thrusting, and I bob my head and suck him off burying my nose in his pubic hair each time I take him all the way. "Thats right you little fucking slut. Suck his dick." I hear Gage say. I start sucking faster, running my tongue along the underside of his shaft and sucking in my cheeks. My tongue finds the slit on the head of his dick and I press down and wiggle my tongue. Victor's moans are enticing me as Gage continues pounding me. I plunge down on Victor, taking him all the way in, gagging, and I feel his cock twitch before he shoots his load. He holds the back of my head down on him. "Swallow my cum bitch. Don't lose a single drop." I struggle to keep it all in my mouth, it takes several attempts before I can swallow it all. He pulls out of my mouth, his cock going almost going soft. Gage is still pounding away at me. Now that Victor's cock is gone my moans can be heard by them both. "Thats right, you like this, don't you? You little fucking cunt." I see Victor stroking his semi flaccid member. 'He's getting himself hard again?' I feel Gage slap my ass, and a startled yelp escapes me. He grabs the belt looped around my wrists bringing me closer and allowing him deeper. 'F-fuck, no please...don't let me cum for him...please..' My body starts to shudder and shake. He thrusts in hard and slaps my ass and I explode around him, gasping out incoherant profanities. I feel Gage's cock pulse inside me as he shoots his load in my quivering hole. He leans forward grabbing my tits, still thrusting. I see that Victor is almost erect again. Gage pulls out and keeps me bent over and walks around to my front. He shoves his dick in my face. "Clean me off and get me hard again slut." I feebly comply, still shaking from my orgasm. Taking as much of him as I can into my mouth. I can taste both our juices, and it makes me hornier. Part of me wants this to end, the other part wants them both inside me again. I suck and lick at his cock, trying to get him hard with my novice skills. I take him in my mouth sucking when he grabs my hair and forces me down his length. I choke on him, and I cannot breathe, when he pulls back I gasp for air before he lunges back in. He keeps doing it, plunging in making me gag around him, the pulling me back allowing me some air before going back in. I continue sucking and licking as I get used to his process. Soon I'm not gagging as much and can swallow him down myself. As soon as I get him hard and covered in my saliva he pulls back. "Now for round two.." He walks behind me again, and lets me stand up. Victor comes over and picks me up, wrapping my legs around his waist. He positions me over his cock, and slides me down. This is something we've done plenty of times, and it confuses me slightly. 'What is Gage going to do?' I bite my lip and moan as I take Victor all the way in. His hands go to my ass and spread my cheeks apart, and I feel Gage come up behind me. I start to panic. "Wh-what what are you doing? No, not there please!" I feel Gage press his member against my asshole and I try to wiggle away from him. Victor laughs. "Oh yea baby, ride my cock." He pulls my ass cheeks apart farther, while Gage puts one hand on my shoulder to keep me still and force me down. His cock starts pressing forward into my virgin ass. The head almost completley making it past the tight ring of muscles. I try to clench them down to keep him out. He pulls back slightly, and thrusts hard going halfway in. I let out a scream of agony, which he covers with his hand. It feels as if Im being ripped in half as he continues pressing himself forward, sheathing himself. I squirm, trying to get away from them. Gage has already started slowly thrusting while Victor more forcibely fucks my pussy. My ass feels as if a hot poker is being shoved there. Gage is pounding hard, getting me to accept him in with ease. His balls slapping against me with each thrust. To my suprise the pain in my ass starts dulling off, Gage starts pounding faster as I stretch around him. Its starting to dull off to something else now. 'God it feels...' I start to moan and Gage moves his hand from my mouth. I've never felt so full in my life. It feels fantastic as they fuck both my holes. Gage reaches around and cups my breasts. Its a sensation overload. Pleasure flashes down to my cunt as he pinches my nipples. I feel Victor slapping my ass and I moan. Gage nibbles on my earlobe again as Victor leans in kissing and nipping my throat. Both men are fucking me as hard and fast as they can muster. It feels so good. I start flexing and bucking, riding them both, trying to get them deeper inside me. I've lost all sense, other than a little part in the back of my mind wanting them to stop, I'm a primal creature now, fueled with lust and hope that they keep me alive. I feel one of Gage's hands leave my breast and feel a stab of dissapointment that I try not to feel. Then I gasp as he winds it into my hair and jerks my head back. "Thats it you little fucking slut. You're nothing but a horny little fucktoy." I stare at him the loathing. He pulls my hair. "Say it." he says sharply. I just stare at him, lips tight. He twists the breast he's still holding hard."Fucking say it." "I-I'm a horny little fucktoy!" He releases my breast and kisses my cheek. "Good girl. Now, fuck us." I feel them both still inside me, and I start bucking my hips. "Faster bitch!" Gage pulls my hair again and I comply. I start riding them like its the last fuck I'll ever recieve. I impale myself upon them, moaning and gasping each time. Gage occassionaly pulling my hair, Victor slapping my ass. It feels so fucking good. Victor leans in and takes my free nipple into his mouth and sucks hard. I arch my back, fucking them faster. The snow is falling all around us. The forrest is silent save for the slapping of skin, the moans of the men and my gasps. The puffs of our constant lustful breathing almost never ceasing. I feel my orgasm building as I fuck them. I feel Victor twitch inside me, and he starts pumping away making me moan as my orgasm grows closer. Gage starts pounding my ass again, I hear his deep grunting in my ear as he presses close. Then I climax. I scream out in pleasure, feeling my juices gush around Victor's cock. I've never had an orgasm this powerful. My whole body is wracked with shakes and shivers. My pussy and ass clenching around the men as they fuck me. Then I hear Victor's gasp and he bites my nipple hard as he pushes in and stills inside me. I feel his seed shoot deep into my cunt. Then I feel Gage shoot his load into my bowels, he still thrusts away however, milking his cock with my spasming ass muscles. Both men go still. Then I feel Gage pull out, and Victor pulls me off, dropping me to the ground. I land facedown and I feel Gage crouch over me. He unbuckles his belt and unwraps it from my wrist. He leans over, and whispers in my ear. "Until next time sweetheart." I turn my head slightly. "Fu-fuck you..." Gage chuckles and kisses my cheek then he moves away, following Victor back to the main path. I hear their laughs and shouts of victory as they go. I shakily pick myself up, and grab my coat and quickly put it on. I stand, almost falling over. My ass is extremly sore and at the same time feels very empty, and I feel a headache coming on. I grab my thong, leaving the shirt, and thrust it into my pocket. I turn and leave for home. *** After sneaking back in, a scalding hot shower and clean clothes, I lay in my bed, pissed. Pissed at Elle, pissed at Victor and Gage, and most of all, pissed at myself for my body's complete and utter betrayal, and the fact that part of me wanted it to never stop. Just then my phone chimes and I answer without seeing who it is. "Hello?" I hear Gage laughing in the background then Victor speaking. "Merry Christmas sweetheart. Cant wait for next time my horny fucktoy." Then I hear the dial tone. I feel tears start streaming down my cheeks in humiliation. Then an unwanted laugh bubbles out from my throat. 'I get round three...' **Feedback is appreciated. This is my first attempt at a non consent, so be constructive, not an ass. I hope you enjoyed.** |
Earlier this year my husband came forward and spoke to me about a brief period of time when he was unfaithful to our marriage. He told me about how there was a young woman working in his office for an extended delegation from another office, and that during her stay, there were several times that they had sex. He told me that he wasn’t in love with this woman, that he only had feelings of lust for her during their brief affair. He went on to explain how horrible he felt about doing it, and that the feelings of guilt drove him to the point of needing to admit his infidelity to me and to tell me the truth. While he was telling me some more of the details, I started to become more and more distressed about the situation. I think he just assumed that my looks of distress came from the fact that my husband of five years had been unfaithful to me, but something else was really causing me stress. After telling me the last details of the affair, he stopped and hung his head. Tears came to his eyes as he looked to me for forgiveness. At that moment, however, I started crying as well. Sitting on the couch, I put both of my hands over my face and dropped my head down towards my knees, sobbing uncontrollably. I felt terrible. I began to compose myself, wiping away the tears from my face, as I started to speak. I’m sure my husband was expecting me to throw a hurricane of emotions at him, and scream nasty words at him. But instead of throwing furious emotions towards him, I began to speak about something else. At first, the words that came out of my mouth were whispers- barely audible. I was taking panic-sized breaths as I spoke, and was sobbing uncontrollably. My husband told me to calm down and speak slowly, which I soon did. I told my husband that he was not the only one unfaithful to our marriage, that I too had been unfaithful. I began to tell him vividly the story that had been going on the past several weeks and months between me and several guys in the neighborhood. “Several guys in the neighborhood?!” My husband asked me, completely taken by the enormity of those words. While there are no standards for comparing unfaithful behavior, I’m certain that my husband didn’t quite compare the magnitude of his mistakes with mine. I knew it too. However, given the fact that he just admitted his own infidelity to me moments earlier, I’m sure he was reserved with the words that he would use in yelling back at me. Moments earlier he had disclosed his infidelity to me, hoping for forgiveness, and now here I was giving him news that I was hoping for him to forgive. He sat back and took giant deep breaths, looking out the window. “Who was it?!” He asked. “I’ll tell you everything.” I replied. “I want to know every detail, with whom you did it, where you did it… everything!” He demanded. He was right to want to know the details, he deserved that much. I explained to my husband how all of this began one day when I went out for a jog through the neighborhood. I’m in good shape, and quite fit. I frequently jog around the Open Space near our home, passing several neighborhood houses on my way. On this one day in particular, I jogged past a home in which one of the neighbors’ kids was packing his Jeep in preparation for heading back to college for the fall semester. The kid was wearing camouflage pants and no shirt, while lifting heavy bags and boxes into his car. His young, muscular physique really turned me on. I could clearly see his oblique muscles, which drew my eyes down to where his pants met his hips. He must have seen me staring his way, and sent me a smile. The only thing I could think about for the rest of the jog was the kids’ chiseled physique, hoping he’d still be outside when I jogged back later. As I jogged back his way, I was disappointed that I couldn’t see him packing the car any longer in the distance. I just figured that he was inside or something. But then as I neared his driveway, he walked out of the garage, nearly out of breath. Apparently he had been doing some weightlifting in the garage. He called out to get my attention and started up a conversation, introducing himself. “Hi, I’m Kyle. I saw you jog by before.” “Yeah, I’m Shelly, nice to meet you. Are you packing up for college or something?” “Oh this, yeah. I’m heading out in a few hours. It’s not a far drive or anything.” “What were you doing in the garage that you’re out of breath?” “I have a gym in the garage, and was just doing some back squats.” “Oh that’s cool.” “Yeah, you wanna try it out?” “Yeah sure.” I told Kyle as we made our way into his garage. Kyle set up the weights on the bar to be quite light, as I’m a bit petite. He showed me how to do a few repetitions, and let me try it on my own. As I was coming up out of the first repetition, I could feel his hands on my hips for support, which I liked. After a few more reps, I could feel his firm hands on me and I started to get excited. I racked the weight back onto the stand, and as I turned back toward Kyle, I walked directly into his chest, as he placed his hands around my hips. At first I put my arms up to push him away, but then realized that my arms were pinned up against his chiseled body. Kyle leaned in to kiss me, but I initially refused. “I can’t, Kyle, I’m a married woman.” “Nobody will know, it’s just a kiss.” Kyle replied, as he went in for another kiss, which this time, I allowed. “No. No, I can’t. My husband and I have a great relationship. I can’t do this to him.” “Shelly, you’re not doing anything wrong. You’re a horny woman who is kissing a young attractive man. There’s no harm - it’s just fun.” Kyle leaned in once more and kissed me, this time holding my body to his quite firmly, which I liked. His arms moved up and down my arms, and then down to my hips. My arms were wrapped around his neck as the two of us made out for a short while. I was getting pretty excited about the passionate moment that we were having, and I proceeded to run my hands up and down his chest and abs. His body was perfect; strong muscles, with amazing definition. It wasn’t long until my hands had made their way to his belt buckle. I undid the buckle and dropped his pants to the ground, his cock staring me right in the face, as I made my way to my knees. I wrapped my hands around Kyle’s thick cock, and started to suck on it, drawing his dick into my mouth with a voracious and rapid suck. I was really enjoying going down on Kyle like this, as he was extremely attractive, and I felt an amazing rush by sucking on him like this, so secretly in his garage. HiS cock was really nice too, long and thick, and quite attractive, by penis-standards. The blowjob continued for several minutes until finally Kyle began moaning loudly as he started to climax. The moans must have been quite loud, because midway through Kyle’s release into my mouth, Kyle’s father, who was investigating the noise, opened the door, walking in on the two of us. He walked in at just the right moment to see my mouth wrapped around Kyle’s dick, bobbing back and forth as I sucked the cum from his cock. Finally, after a few more slow strides, I noticed Kyle’s father at the door, quickly got up off my knees, and retreated out of the garage in utter embarrassment. I ran home at a blazing speed, hoping that Kyle’s father didn’t recognize me. Several days went by without hearing from either Kyle or his father, so I had figured that I was in the clear with this embarrassing, and risky, event. I went back to my normal routine and felt comfortable keeping my little escapade a secret from my husband. My husband was listening intently to the story I was telling him. I couldn’t tell how mad he was from the look on his face, but he made me continue to tell him the parts about having sex with “several guys in the neighborhood”. He wanted to know the details, so I continued. So, one day after coming back from the grocery store, I pulled into the garage, like normal, and noticed Kyle’s father walking down the street towards my house. When I exited the car, I noticed him standing at the entrance to the garage. He looked like he wanted to speak with me. My heart began to pound. I got out of the car and introduced myself. “Hi, I’m Shelly.” “Hi, I’m Todd, I’m Kyle’s father.” “Yes, look, about the other day, I’m really sorry about that.” I said in a hushed voice. “Yeah, it was quite surprising to walk into my garage and see you doing that to my son.” I was beyond mortified- my face must have been bright red at that moment. “Look, I’m so sorry. That will NEVER happen again. It was dumb, stupid, and a one-time-thing, I promise.” Todd started to slow me down. “Whoa, Shelly, it’s okay. I’m okay with it all. I’m not mad or upset, in fact, it’s perfectly natural for men and women to want to do that with one another. I can understand.” “Okay good, because that was a mistake on my part. I got caught up in the moment with your son and made a huge mistake. If my husband were ever to find out about that, it would be the end of our marriage.” “Well, I understand. Your secret is safe with me,” Todd said. “Well thank you so much. I really appreciate that.” After taking a deep breath and smiling at Todd, I started to walk inside with a bag of groceries. “Well hold on a second there, Shelly. I wanted to mention one more thing.” I paused, my heart starting to beat faster again. “It’s about your husband. I have no problem keeping what I saw you and Kyle doing a secret, but I’d like to get something in return. I only think that’s fair.” “What do you mean?” I asked. “Well, watching you do that to Kyle- mmm, it looked so good.” I paused- frozen with fear for where I thought Todd was going with his comment. “Uh… I don’t know what you mean.” I replied. “Look, Shelly, I understand that if I speak to your husband about what I saw you and Kyle doing in my garage, it will end your marriage. I certainly don’t want that to happen, but I need something in return. It’s been a long time since Kyle’s mother sucked on my dick like that and I only think it’s fair that I get to experience what I saw you two doing.” “Fuck you!” I exclaimed to Todd. “There is NO WAY I am doing that to you!” I began to walk into the house quickly, hoping that my firm answer would hold. “Well then Shelly, I just don’t feel right holding in the information that I know. I’m going to have to speak with your husband!” I was furious at this point, and did the best I could to not yell loudly, as my husband was upstairs watching football. “Look, you bastard, I made a mistake with your son. It lasted about 5 minutes, and I’m very embarrassed that I did it, but this is NOT okay to do to me. I will not suck on your dick in exchange for your silence.” “Shelly, I have no choice now, I’m going to have to go inside and speak with your husband then.” Todd said as he started to walk towards the front door. “Wait! Just wait. Isn’t there anything else we can do?” I asked. “Don’t you want money or something?” “No ma’am, you know what the price is for me to stay quiet.” I paused for a long time, considering my options. This was fucked up, but I knew that there was only one thing I could do to keep my marriage in tact. After a long deliberation in my head, I decided I would give Todd what he wanted. “Fine,” I said. “Come with me.” I escorted Todd into our garage, and around a corner where my husband kept his tools and such. I pushed Todd against my husband’s work bench and quickly unbuckled his belt, hoping to get this over with quickly. I dropped his pants and boxers down, exposing his cock to my face. I knew this wasn’t going to be a fun experience for me- like eating an awful vegetable or something- so I tried to focus on something else entirely. I put Todd’s dick into my mouth and started to suck on him. His dick quickly became hard, making it a little more challenging to get my mouth around. I’ve given plenty of blowjobs in my life to know how to make a guy come quickly, so I pulled out all of my tricks. I put both of my hands on his cock and kept stroking it with both hands, keeping the head of his dick in my mouth, using my tongue to caress the bottom of the tip. I even looked up at him frequently, making solid eye contact. Within three or four minutes, Todd started to moan lightly, pump his hips rhythmically, and finally came into my mouth. I kept my lips around his dick long enough to draw out all of the cum, swallowed, and withdrew my mouth when it seemed he was done. “Wow…” Todd said in a quiet voice, “that was amazing. You really know what you’re doing down there. Phew.” “Well thank you, and now I hope we are even. I EXPECT you to stay quiet now.” “Shelly, your secret is safe. That was exactly what I was hoping for.” “Good. Goodbye.” I said as I took my groceries in the house. I wasn’t proud about what I just did, but it really was the only way I could imagine that would keep my marriage in tact. I did something stupid, got caught, and paid the price. I figured that this was the end of my ordeal. But I was very wrong. Telling the story of a second blowjob to my husband started to make him furious with jealousy. Knowing that I did this while he was upstairs watching football made him extremely angry, I could tell. I continued with the story, despite his rage. At this point two weeks had gone by and again, I had figured that my troubles with that terrible pair of incidents were over. Looking back on what I had done, and had to do, I felt a little sick to my stomach. Not only did I cheat on my husband, but I had to blow one of the neighbors in my garage while I husband was in the house. I wasn’t proud, but I was moving on. Around this time I can remember going for a jog, this time in the opposite direction of Kyle and Todd’s house. I didn’t want to come anywhere near that place, and certainly didn’t want to attract their attention. As I was running back to the house from my jog, I could see a person in the distance in my lawn. My heart began to pump harder, as I approached the house. This time it was Kyle. “Kyle, what are you doing here?!” “I wanted to talk to you.” “About what?!” I asked Kyle in a stern voice. “I wanted to talk about what happened in my garage.” “Keep your voice down,” I whispered, “someone could hear you.” “Don’t worry, nobody’s home. Your husband’s car is gone.” “I know his car is gone, he’s helping his mother this afternoon.” “Well I wanted to ask you something.” “Quiet. Look, come with me,” I said to Kyle as I led him into our garage. “You can’t stop by here, people will see you and ask me questions. What then?!” “Look, I really liked meeting you the other day. It felt incredible, and I think you liked it too, until my dad caught us.” “Kyle, what I did the other day was incredibly stupid and foolish. I very much regret what I did.” “Yeah, I’m sure you do. I mean, I can only imagine how it feels for you right now, cheating on your husband like that and then having to blow my dad to keep him quiet. I’m sure it sucks.” I froze dead in my shoes, motionless. I stood there staring at Kyle like a deer in headlights, my mouth wide open and my eyes nearly bulging out of my head. I couldn’t believe that after I went down on Kyle’s father, he went and told his son about the experience. All of a sudden it was clear to me why Kyle was in my garage. “Kyle, I don’t know what in the world you’re talking about.” “Oh please, Shelly, the look on your face right there said it all. Not only that, my dad told me the whole story yesterday. Why would he make that up?” Again, I was frozen. “Anyway, I wanted to talk to you about it all.” “Kyle, get the hell out of my garage right now!” “Look, here’s my point. I think you liked hooking up with me; I think you enjoyed it. So I’m here today for both of us,” Kyle said as me made a pass at me. “You’re wrong. Get the fuck out of my garage now.” “Or what?! You gonna call the cops and tell them why I’m here? Tell your husband? Bullshit.” At this point, I was feeling a little trapped and cornered, not only physically in my closed garage, but also metaphorically, as Kyle had me just where he wanted me. “Shelly, I want you. I want your body. I want your legs wrapped around me. I wouldn’t ask if I didn’t think you’d want it too.” “Look, Kyle, I’m a married woman. My husband might be home at any minute. What I did with you the other day was a mistake. You’re right, I enjoyed it while I did it, but it was a mistake, plain and simple. Now I’d like for you to leave my house and stay out of our lives.” “I can’t do that,” Kyle said as he smiled and looked my body up and down. “I’m sorry, Shelly, but you turn me on too much to forget. I like that you were bold enough to blow me in my garage, and I’m turned on right now by the fact that your husband will be home at any minute.” My heart was pounding at this point… mostly from rage, partly from fear. “Shelly, I don’t think I can leave here without getting what I came for.” “And what is that precisely?” I asked. “I want your pussy! I want your legs wrapped tight around me while I fuck you on the hood of your car.” “No fucking way!” I screamed. “I’m not fucking you. Now get out of my garage!” “Shelly, if you don’t give me your pussy right now, I’m going to wait outside of your house until your husband gets home and tell him all the things you’ve done with me and my dad.” “You asshole! You’re going to ruin my marriage, Kyle!” “Shelly, I’m not ruining anything… you’re the one who dropped to her knees and sucked my dick in my garage. I fucking loved it! I even love that we got caught doing it! Now what I want is to rip your pants off, throw you up on the hood of your car, slide my giant cock into you and fuck your brains out.” I paused and considered my options. I could tell he was willing to tell my husband everything, and I also could tell that he wanted to fuck. I could see the bulge in his pants. As I stood there thinking about what I could do to get out of this mess, Kyle approached me slowly. He made his way up to my body and put his hands around my waist. I couldn’t resist any longer… I was being forced to let him fuck me in my garage. Kyle’s hands started to make their way up and down my sides, squeezing my butt, pressing our bodies together. He started to kiss my neck, which I was compelled to let him do. At this point, he could tell that he had won and that I had no other choice than to let him do what he pleased. His hands made their way under the edge of my pants, as he began to pull them down to the ground. I started to think about what was to come and how this was going to be the first man that I’ve had sex with in almost 9 years. Prior to that I had had sex with many guys, mostly in high school, but it had been quite a long time since then. Kyle had pulled my pants and panties down to the ground and pulled them off of my legs, throwing them against the wall in a heap. He got down onto his knees and started to kiss my hips, caressing my legs, and caressing my abs beneath my shirt. His kisses seemed to systematically make their way closer and closer to my pussy until his lips finally met mine between my legs. His tongue slowly and gently slid up and down my labia, making my heart beat and my breathing become more rapid. He started to penetrate my vagina with his tongue, and kiss my pussy like he was kissing my mouth. I’m not going to lie, despite the fact that I was being forced to have sex with Kyle, I was really enjoying the experience. Finally, Kyle stood up, unbuckled his pants, and dropped them to the floor, exposing his rock-hard cock to me once again. I hopped up onto the hood of the car, as I had been leaning up against it while I was being eaten out, and threw my feet into the air, spreading my legs for Kyle. “Thank you so much, Shelly”, Kyle said as he lined up his cock with my pussy. “Fuck you, you little fucking shit,” I replied angrily. “I am NOT okay with this! I’m letting you do this so that you shut your fucking mouth, and I can keep my marriage.” “Fair enough.” Kyle replied. I leaned back, elbows against the car’s hood, and stared at the ceiling of my garage, as I felt Kyle’s dick driving deeper and deeper into my body, until I could feel the pressure from it hitting my cervix. I involuntarily let out a soft moan. “I knew you’d like it,” Kyle boasted. I let out another soft moan involuntarily and cursed again at Kyle, this time inaudibly. Kyle fucked me for another several minutes, probably 8 or 9 in all. He was really enjoying himself, as the pumping of his hips against mine got fairly intense at times. All of a sudden, the garage door started to open. The initial sound was like a gunshot going off. Kyle quickly pulled out from between my legs, and I very quickly hopped off the car. I grabbed Kyle by the hand and pulled him inside of the coat closet next to my husband’s work bench. The garage door lifted up and my husband’s car drove into the garage. The car stopped and my husband got out of the car, closed the garage door and walked inside, unaware of our presence in the closet. Kyle and I waited for a few seconds after the garage door closed until we emerged from the coat closet, panting from the moment. “Holy shit, that was close.” I said to Kyle. “You have to leave!” “No way. I want to finish! That was exhilarating! I’m fucking hard as a rock right now.” Kyle said. “Quiet! He might hear us.” “Fine. Then bend over, and let me finish.” Without wanting to waste an opportunity to get Kyle out of my garage, I walked over to the car and bent down, elbows on the car’s hood, exposing my underside to Kyle. “Hurry up.” Kyle didn’t waste a moment. He walked up to my behind and thrust his dick into me once again, grabbing both sides of my hips as he rhythmically fucked me once again. This time Kyle wrapped up quickly, coming into my pussy. As soon as I could tell Kyle was finished, I got him his pants, made him put them on quickly and escorted him to the back door of the garage. “You got what you wanted, now get the fuck out of here. Go!” Kyle complied and left the garage with a smile on his face. After closing the door to the garage, I went back to grab my clothes, and bent down into a squat position, letting Kyle’s cum drain out from my pussy and onto the floor. I ended up walking into the house and explained to my husband that I was outside pulling weeds, which explained the perspiration. He didn’t think twice about it. I was incredibly angry that things had gotten to this point. My initial mistake had now turned into a nightmare with no end in sight. Whenever Kyle, or his father, had the desire to fuck, they knew that I was only a short walk down the street. It was awful. I couldn’t sleep that night, and couldn’t sleep any night that week, to be honest. The thought of cheating on my husband, like I was, was very hard to take, but the worst was yet to come, unfortunately. My husband, hearing the story of Kyle fucking me in the garage, was enraged. He kept staring out the window with a scowl on his face. He didn’t say a word. I continued once again. Less than a week after letting Kyle fuck me in the garage, another incident occurred, this one pushing me to my mental limit, and nearly causing me a nervous breakdown. It was a Saturday night this time, and my husband had just gotten his things together and went out with some of his friends. I kissed him goodbye and was looking forward to a night alone. Dressed only in my robe, I was planning on taking a nice long, hot bath with some soothing music. It had been a long week, and my nerves were a bit shaken from the incident with Kyle earlier in the week. After about 15 minutes after my husband left, the doorbell rang. My heart started to race. I secured my robe and walked downstairs. When I answered the door, my heart started to pound. “Kyle, what are you doing here? I told you that I didn’t want to see you anymore!” My heart was racing, as I knew why Kyle was there, without having to ask. I was starting to panic. “Shelly, I can’t stop thinking about our time in your garage this week. It was awesome and exhilarating. I even told some of my buddies about it.” Just then, my eyes adjusted a little more to the darkness outside, and I could see that there were two or three other men in the driveway looking towards my front porch. “What do you mean you told your buddies? You mean you told them and brought them over, Kyle?!” “Well, I had to tell them about what we did together- how you let me fuck you and all.” “Kyle, I did that so that you wouldn’t tell my husband anything you knew! And you went and told people?! What the fuck!?” “Once I told them about it, they wanted to come down here and have some fun too… they’re all really excited.” “Fuck you! Get off my porch! I’m calling the cops.” “Shelly, come on. You know what you have to do here. We’ve been through this.” “I am NOT letting four guys fuck me, just to keep you quiet.” “There are only three of us… and they’re the only ones that know.” “Three or four, I don’t care. I’m not letting you guys fuck me for silence. You’re not going to stay quiet about this anyway, even if I let you have your way with me.” “We will… this time I swear. It will be the last time I ask you to fuck, I promise. We’ll all stay quiet.” My heart was pounding, and my hands were shaking, as I thought about the moment. I was yet again in this situation… each time the consequences of my actions were getting more and more extreme. I knew I didn’t have a choice, but my frustrations were getting the better of me. I started to cry, softly at first. I put my head in my hands and started weeping. “Shelly, it’s okay… it’s all okay,” Kyle said gently as he put his hand on my shoulder. “I’ll tell you what, we’ll be very gentle, very quick, and you can get back to your night to yourself. Does that sound okay?” I started crying harder and harder now. Kyle stepped inside my front door, and put his arms around me. At first I appreciated the comfort from his embrace, but after a moment I pushed him away violently. “You’re an asshole. How can you do this to me? How can you threaten me like this and expect me to go along with it?” I said, breaking down in tears again. “Shelly, what do you expect from us? We’re a bunch of horny guys and you’re a hot-as-shit housewife! I told my buddies how awesome it was going down on you, and nailing you on your car, and we all just want some of that.” I stood at the front door crying uncontrollably. Kyle motioned for his friends to come through the front door as well. I was right originally- there were three friends in the driveway waiting to come inside. Kyle lied. As the last one came inside the house, they shut the front door. Kyle had been consoling me with a hug during this time, gently rubbing my back. “Shelly, it’s going to be so much fun. You’re going to have a great time. Think of all the attention you’re going to get.” His hands had been running up and down my back, no doubt exposing the fact that I wasn’t wearing any clothes under my robe to him. Kyle briefly let go of me, and ran a hand down the back of my leg. I couldn’t tell what he was doing, until my feet left the floor, rolling me into Kyle’s arms, as he stood up, carrying me. I felt a rush of panic, as I could now see all four men who were in my house. It was hard to make out details, as I had been crying uncontrollably, leaving large wells of tears in my eyes, and also because I hadn’t had my contacts in that night. Kyle lifted me upstairs to our dimly-lit living room and set my feet on the ground. I was still sobbing from being upset by the situation, but at this point fear started to overwhelm me, as I could vaguely see three more men walking toward me. For a brief moment I was clinging to Kyle’s arm for support. “Shelly, it’s okay. These guys are my friends. They’re good guys.” Kyle said as he started to caress my hair along the side of my head. “We just want to admire your smoking-hot body. We’ll be very gentle.” I put my head down against Kyle’s chest, as he wrapped his arms around me, rubbing my back and telling me lies about how nice they were going to be with me. I cried uncontrollably. Kyle’s arms went from rubbing my back, to rubbing my upper arms, to finally pulling my robe down along my side, exposing my naked back side to the guys. “You’re so beautiful, Shelly.” Kyle said. In no time at all, the guys had placed their hands on my body and started to caress me in different parts. Kyle’s hands were massaging my shoulders, trying to get me to relax, while the other guys had been grabbing my ass, and caressing my sides and my abs. Eventually Kyle stepped away from me, leaving my breasts in full view for the men. A collective reaction was heard from the guys, as they all commented on the size and quality of my tits. They weren’t wrong… my breasts are quite nice, I admit. In high school and college I often got my way by showing them off one way or another. I even entered a topless competition at one party in college and won. However, the attention I was receiving that the moment from my breasts was not desired. The guys quickly started groping my tits, and eventually I had one guy on each breast, grabbing and sucking my nipples. I just closed my eyes, feeling the tears roll down my face, as strangers were now ferociously sucking on my tits. In the background I could hear the other guys getting undressed by the sound of belt buckles hitting the floor. Within no time, I felt one of them grab my hand and place it on his semi-hard dick, moving it back and forth in my hand. Then a cock in the other hand as well. This continued for a short while until the tit sucking stopped and the boys directed me to get to my knees, which I did. I had watched enough porn to know what was next, and without struggling, I put one of their cocks into my mouth and started to suck. I could hear more clothes coming off in the background, and soon I was surrounded with four cocks pointed at my mouth from all directions. One at a time I sucked on each dick. Though I certainly wasn’t enjoying myself, I have enough fondness for dicks that I didn’t entirely mind the situation I was in. In my old days, I always enjoyed hearing the reaction from men that I was blowing, and enjoyed the fact that I was providing that pleasure. It was a brief power position for me, which was soon to change. After a few more minutes of dick sucking, I was lifted from my knees and directed towards my living room couch. Though I had stopped crying, I was still quite upset, and as the boys helped guide me to the couch, I was taking huge, erratic breaths, wiping away tears. Kyle was seated on the couch with his huge dick fully upright, awaiting my body. As I approached the couch, I could feel the boys pushing me from behind, until Kyle could grab my wrist. He pulled me in and guided my legs, putting one leg on each side of him. “Aw Shelly, I missed your pussy.” Kyle said. “I bet there’s still some of my cum inside of you.” I placed my hands on his chest, as he lined up underneath me. His dick started to enter, and he lowered me down until his cock entered my pussy. I bobbed up and down a few times to get some traction and finally slid down until I was fully penetrated. Kyle started to fuck my pussy, pumping his hips back and forth. He pushed my chest away from him enough to fondle my breasts, which were both pointing right at his face, staring at him in the darkness. Kyle slid his back down the couch until he was lying horizontally. As we were connected at the genitals, I was moved with him slightly, aligning my body with the long direction of the couch. One of the guys that I had been jerking off moved himself towards the end of the couch and pushed his dick up to my face. One of his hands was at the base of his cock, holding it horizontal, while the other hand held the bottom of my jaw. He pulled my head closer to his dick and lined it up with my lips, pushing forward until my jaw opened and his dick slid into my mouth. I took it in without a struggle, knowing that none of this would end unless I went along with whatever the guys had me do. I could see the other two guys out of the corner of my eyes. One of the guys was gently caressing my back with one hand, and fondling my breast and nipple with the other hand. Occasionally he would lean in and suck my nipple, with slight success. The other guy was staring at me from behind, watching my vagina being penetrated by Kyle’s dick. He would grab my ass, all the while commenting on how “luscious” my ass was, until finally I could hear him spit on my asshole. In what might be the most awkward feeling of my entire life, I could feel this guy gently run circles around my asshole with his thumb or finger, until finally I could feel his tongue licking my asshole as well. This awkward licking went on for another minute or so. I tried to think of other things, but it was hard to control. I had my legs straddling Kyle, with his dick up my pussy, I had another dick in my mouth, occasionally forcing it deep down my throat until my upper and lower lips met his pelvis (placing his nuts against my chin), with another guy tweaking my nipple relentlessly - not much I could do about the ass licking. Finally I was comforted by the fact that the asshole licking stopped. But the comfort was short-lived, as I could now feel pressure once again on my asshole, this time from the head of his cock. He shoved me from behind, pushing my chest onto Kyle’s, allowing him a better angle at my ass. While my chest was lowered onto Kyle’s, the two guys at the front had switched positions and a new dick was in my mouth. I tried to look back at what the guy behind me was doing, but my head was immobilized by this new guy’s hands, both of which were securing my head and mouth into a position for him to fuck. I moaned very loudly as my ass was being penetrated with this guy’s cock. Not only had I not been active with anal sex, but he also must have had some girth to him, as the initial stretching of my asshole was quite intense. I moaned again, this time with tears coming down my cheeks. Kyle tried to comfort me with short messages he would whisper in my ear. “It’s okay Shelly, good girl. You’re doing great.” It must have been the “good girl” line that got me, but I started to cry hard once again. I don’t know if it was the dog-like reference to a job well done, or the fact that I was far from being a “good girl”, as a married woman with three strangers’ dicks inside of her at the moment. The tears came hard, the panic breaths followed, but the boys didn’t stop. I was flipped into a different position, this time going reverse cowgirl on the couch, with a dick up my ass, into a double-penetration position once again. My legs were spread with one of the guys pushing his dick into my pussy. I could feel my entire back in contact with one guy, as his pumping hips moved his cock in an out of my ass, while feeling another guy’s chest in full contact with mine, his hips pumping his dick in and out of my pussy. I couldn’t move, my legs were simply locked into position with my feet pointing towards the ceiling. The intense feelings coming from between my legs were enormous, and I could only take in and absorb whatever the boys were giving me. I moaned and squealed loudly, which they seemed to enjoy. I laid there for what seemed like forever, as the boys would take their turns with me - one guy pulling out, another stepping in - getting passed to another guy on the couch. I was crying so hard that my eyes were now very puffy. I could hardly see. I had no idea who was doing what to me- all I knew was that I didn't have much of a choice. One at a time the boys seemed to finish off. I could feel two of them cum into my pussy while I was being double penetrated. Then I was moved onto all fours on the floor, while one of them finished in my ass. I laid down on the ground in a heap, just bawling my eyes out as the boys put their clothes on and left, one at a time. Before leaving, the last one, I don’t even know who, rolled me from the fetal position that I was curled up into, to being belly-flat on the floor. He laid his full body on me, with his dick in my pussy from behind, and came into me very quickly. Before pulling out, he kissed me on the cheek and said “thank you”, leaving me laid out on the floor. He covered me up with my robe, put his clothes on, and walked out, closing the door behind him. I laid on the floor crying nearly all night. My legs and hips hurt from being in all of those positions, and needless to say, my bottom parts were on fire from all of the activity with the boys. I got myself composed, not knowing when my husband would be home, and took a long shower to try and wash away the events of the evening. Several weeks went by without a similar incident. I went through hell, though, as each and every night I was worried that one of those guys, whom I let fuck me, would come by with similar requests to Kyle, and demand sex. It was extremely taxing on me. These feelings continued and had built up inside of me until tonight when my husband told me his story of infidelity. Having heard this last story, my husband seated himself in a chair, and just started to shake his head. “I can’t believe that. I can’t believe that you did all of that stuff with other men.” “I’m so sorry, I made one mistake, and it just grew out of control.” I said. “Are you okay from all of it? Are you hurt?” He asked. “Yes, I am, but I feel better having told you about it now. It was the dishonesty and stuff that killed me. Not telling you about any of it was hard. I didn’t know how you’d react.” “Well now I know. Now I know that you did all of those things with all of those guys. I know what you went through for the past few weeks. I also went through a lot of guilt and anxiety. It really sounds like you got taken advantage of.” “Yes, I’m sorry.” I expected my husband to throw the book at me, and tell me our marriage was over, but instead the conversation took an interesting turn. “Did you enjoy any of it?” he asked. “I did a little, I admit, but I was upset and crying because I kept thinking that those guys were taking something away from our marriage by having sex with me.” I started to cry. “I could only imagine what you would think if you saw that stuff going on. Like if you walked in and saw them penetrating my body and using me like that. What would you think? I felt awful.” “Well, now that I know that it happened, there’s nothing I can do about it. The only thing I can do is think about it, and what it might have been like for you. You said that you enjoyed it a little. Does it turn you on a little to talk about it?”, my husband asked. “Uh, well, it does a little.” I was slightly confused, as all of a sudden my husband seemed to be acting supportive and comforting to me, when I had imagined that he was going to ask for a divorce. “What part of it turns you on exactly?” “I don’t know.” I paused for a while, thinking about the ordeals, “I guess I liked the fact that I was shared by those guys. I liked being pushed around a little and being made obedient like that.” I kept sniffling, catching my breath from crying. “I liked that they all liked my body so much.” “Well, I’m upset that it happened. I am. But, my honey, heart is pounding from this right now, and it’s pounding because I like it a little.” “Really?!” I exclaimed in astonishment. “Yeah, I like that you were a little slutty with those guys. It’s pretty wild. I like that you were able to take on four guys like that and that you pleased them so well.” “Well, I’m glad you’re not mad.” My husband and I talked about it for a bit longer, and decided that we forgave each other for the infidelity and deception. That night we made love on our bed while I whispered into his ears some more details of the gang bang I had with those guys. He seemed to love it. Who knows, maybe we’ll ask those guys back. |
The Prize By: DamonX ([email protected]) The Prize I held my breath and closed one eye as I slowly drew my arm back, feeling the smooth wood gliding easily over my hand. Keeping my vision intently locked, the pool cue shot forward, striking the white ball sending it rolling across the table. "Come on!" I muttered to myself as the cue ball just nicked the 8-ball sending it rolling towards the corner pocket. The room went silent as the black ball butted against both sides of the pocket before coming to rest precariously on the edge of the green felt. "Damn," I stated plainly, letting the pool cue slide through my hands, bouncing off the hardwood floor. "Oooh, tough break buddy!" Will said with a laugh before taking a long swig from his beer. "Oh yeah, laugh it up!" I responded, taking a seat on one the tall wooden stools lining the wall of the room. "Your the one with two balls still on the table." "Ha! Not for long." he said in a cocky tone as he eyed up his next shot. As Will inspected the placement of the balls on the pool table, I looked over at my girlfriend April, who was sitting quietly on one of the stools sipping her beer. I was sure she was bored out of her mind and all I wanted to do was hurry up and finish off Will so I could get my money and take her home. "Are you okay?" I asked, placing a concerned hand on her knee. April nodded before taking another drink of her beer. "I'm sorry this is taking so long," I continued. "We'll be done in a minute and then we can go." "It's okay," she assured me, in a soft, shy voice. "I don't mind." I smiled and leaned over to give her a quick peck on the lips before turning my attention back to the game. "Seven in the side, three in the opposite side, and then a bank off the end with the eight in the corner pocket." "Are you kidding me?" I scoffed, laughing at Will's ridiculous call. "That's impossible!" "Oh it's possible", he said confidently, finishing off his beer. "Whatever man," I countered, waving my hand in dismissal. "Go for it." "In fact.." he continued. "I'm even willing to throw down another hundred on it." "I think you've had one too many," I said, shaking my head and motioning to the side where a fair number of empty beer bottles had collected. "What's the matter? Will asked, poking me with the butt end of his cue. "Scared?" "I just don't want you to lose any more money than you already have. And besides...All the money I brought is already sitting on the table." I motioned to the large stack of bills sitting on the edge of the pool table. Will looked at the money, biting his lip in contemplation. "I'll tell you what," he said after a moment of thought. "I'll put in another hundred and you can throw something else into the pot." "Like what?" I asked skeptically. Will didn't say a word, but instead glanced over to the side of the room where April was sitting. It took me a moment to realize what he was insinuating, but I was shocked at his unspoken request. "No fucking way!" I blurted out. "I am not wagering my girlfriend on a game of pool!" "Why not?" Will said raising his arms into the air. "You said I have no chance of winning anyways!" I glanced over at April, who appeared to be just as shocked as I was. "Come on!" Will pressed, turning his attention to my girlfriend. "You don't mind do you sweetheart? Damon can take you out for a nice fancy dinner with all the money he'll win." "Umm, I don't think so," she replied, continuing to sip nervously on her beer. I then watched as Will took out a hundred dollar bill and laid it down on the table. I eyed the stack of bills and began to ponder the implications if such a bet was to be made. "Are you guys sure?" He asked. "Last chance." I turned to my girlfriend. "You know," I began. "The chances of him winning are pretty slim." April's eyes widened with amazement. "You want to do it?" she spat. "You want to bet me?" "There's no danger of losing," I reasoned. "We're already going to win two hundred and fifty bucks. We might as well collect another hundred." "And what if you lose!?" "I won't lose! I promise!" I was surprised at myself. I never thought in a million years I would be trying to convince my girlfriend to let me bet her on a pool game. "Fine!" she snapped, crossing her arms in an angry pout. "Just get it over with." "So do we have a deal?" Will asked, beaming with optimism. I looked at April one more time, giving her a reassuring glance before I answered. "Yes," I said solemnly. "It's a deal." "Good." he exclaimed, sauntering back over to the table to prepare for his final shot. "Although there is one more thing." "What?" I asked, getting more than a little annoyed at Will's antics. "I want her ass." "What?" April and I both shouted in unison. "You heard me," Will reiterated. "I wont touch her pussy but I want that sweet little ass of hers." "But April doesn't even take it in the ass!" "That's the point," he said with a smile. "I'll get to be her first." "I don't think so man," I stated bluntly. "That's taking it a bit too far." I could tell by the horrified expression on April's face that she thought so as well. "Oh what's the big deal? he continued. "It's a moot point since the chances of me winning are so small anyways!" "Okay fine, whatever!" I finally blurted out, exasperated. "Just do it!" "Damon!" April scolded, hissing through angrily clenched teeth. "We can bet whatever he wants babe! He wont win!" "So it's settled then?" Will asked, hopefully. I looked to my girlfriend for a final confirmation. She was sitting arms crossed, eyes narrowed glaring at the two of us. "Yes," she said softly, keeping her glare fixed on me. "It's settled." Will smiled and leaned over the table to eye up his shot. Suddenly there was so much more at stake and I could feel my heart beat faster. April also appeared to be nervous as she quickly downed the rest of her beer. Will, on the other hand, seemed perfectly calm as he began to slide the cue back and forth over his hand. I held my breath as he pulled back one final time before striking the cue ball, sending it rolling across the table. The shimmering white ball struck dead center between two balls that were resting together in the middle of the table sending each one rolling to the side. To my surprise they both dropped into the pockets on opposite sides of the table, while the cue ball continued on its way, bouncing off the far end. "Come on, come one!" Will muttered as the ball rolled slowly across the smooth green felt. "Oh Fuck," I groaned quietly as the ball made its way straight towards the pocket. It was then that the world seemed to stop and the room fell deathly quiet as the ball teetered on the edge for a split second...before falling down into the leather pouch. I was stunned and dumbfounded, staring at the table and trying to process what had just happened. Will let out a victorious howl and jumped ecstatically into the air. I swallowed hard and dropped my head into my hands. Not only had I lost a fair amount of money, but I had also lost my girlfriend to Will's perverted pleasures. "Damon!" April screeched, glaring at me with daggers in her eyes. "You said you couldn't lose!" "Fuck!" I cursed, throwing my pool cue to the ground. "It was impossible! I can't fucking believe it!" "Oh, I can," Will said beaming with enthusiasm. "And I can't wait to collect my prize!" "Fuck that!" I countered. "I'll just pay you the money when I get it." "Oh no, no, no," he scolded, shaking his head. "We made a deal. Everyone agreed, including your sweet little April. I put a lot of money on the line and now I want what's owed." My girlfriend's face was contorted in a look of absolute horror as Will strolled towards her. "Come on man," I pleaded. "I'll pay you double what you bet. She's not ready for that." "She's not ready? he asked, shooting me a devious glare. "Or you're not ready?" My fist clenched in anger as he threw an arm around April, pulling her tightly to him. Her arms were crossed firmly across her chest like they often are in uncomfortable situations. And this was definitely an uncomfortable situation. "Don't worry," Will said, assuringly. "I'll be gentle." I knew then that there would be no way of getting out. When Will set his mind to something, he always followed through, and I knew he had been eyeing April for a while. I cast my girlfriend an apologetic look as my heart sank with resignment. "Damon," she said, her voice softening. "You're not going to actually let this happen are you?" I just shrugged my shoulders and tried to keep my eyes away from Will's pretentious grin. "Sorry babe," I said with genuine concern. "I don't know what else to do. He won fair and square." It looked as though April was about to cry although I could tell she was trying very hard not to. Her lip was quivering and she was fidgeting nervously as Will hugged her with mock concern. "So are you two love bird's done yet?" Will asked unsympathetically. "Because the sooner you get finished with this little scene, the sooner I can get into this sweet little ass." With that, he reached down and gave her ass a sensual squeeze causing my blood to boil with resentment. April shifted uncomfortably and took a step away. "Now?" I asked with surprise. "You want to do it now?" "Why not?" Will asked, with a shrug of his shoulders. "Now's as good a time as any." I looked to April, who was also more than a little put off by Will's eagerness. "What do you say sweet cheeks?" he asked with smile. "Should we get this show on the road?" My girlfriend cast me one last look before answering. "Fine," she replied quietly. "Let's just get it over with." "Alright!" Will exclaimed, clapping his hands. "I'll be right back. I just need to run upstairs and grab something. Don't go anywhere." With that, he took off up the stairs, leaving me and April alone in the large room. As soon as he left I could feel the tension. "April..I'm..." I began to say, reaching out to touch her arm. "Don't!" she snapped, cutting me off and slapping away my hand. "I can't believe you did this!" "I'm sorry!" I pleaded. "What do you want me to do?" A few seconds passed and April's look of scorn soon turned softened into one of sadness. "Damon?" she asked. "Are you still going to want to be with me after this?" "Of course," I answered quickly. "Why would you ask that?" "I'm just afraid that you'll see me as a slut or something." "Don't worry," I assured, leaning in to giver a soft kiss. "Nothing will change. I promise." April then threw her arms around me and kissed me back, holding me tightly for a long while as a thousand thoughts swam threw my head. How would I feel after it happens? Would I be able to look at her the same way? I quickly dismissed all thoughts and turned my attention back to the girl in my arms. She was quite beautiful and I felt extremely lucky to be with her. In fact, she was everything I looked for in a girl. She had shimmering dirty blonde hair which contrasted perfectly with her well tanned skin. Her face was gorgeous, possessing a quiet confidence that went well with her shy demeanor. Her five foot three frame was, at then moment, perfectly fitted into a white low cut top and a tight pair of black capri pants which she always preferred to wear. Nobody else seemed to mind either, as they always exemplified her cute little round ass. After a minute long embrace April released her grip on me and walked over to the fridge. "What are you doing?" I asked. "I think if this is going to happen..." she replied. "I'm going to need another drink." April drank fast and was already sucking the last drops from her beer bottle when Will returned. "Found it!" he said cheerfully, holding up a bottle of lubricant. "Haven't used this stuff in a while." I just nodded, not feeling up for any kind of conversation at that point. "So I think we should set some ground rules," April suggested as Will checked the expiry date on the lube. "Just to avoid any...unwanted incidents." "Don't worry," Will said, with a nonchalant wave of his arm. "I'n not going to try anything weird. Just step up the table and we'll get started." I couldn't imagine what April was thinking about just then as Will took her hand and led her over to the pool table. That last beer had calmed her nerves a bit but I could tell she was still more than a little uncomfortable with the prospect of losing her anal virginity. Trembling like a leaf, she rested her hands gingerly on the green felt as Will came up behind her, towering over her small frame. "Let's get those pants off," he coaxed, reaching down to run his hands over her ass. April swallowed hard, and turned to give me one final sorrowful glance before reaching down and unbuttoning her fly. Will was standing extremely close to her gazing downwards with a look of pure lust. As her zipper descended, he smiled and extended his hands to help her wrestle her tight pants down over her hips. "Mmmm," he moaned approvingly as April's pants slid down her smooth legs to come to rest on the floor around her ankles, leaving her standing in only a pair of little white cotton panties. I took a seat, feeling a strange tingling sensation in my stomach. My heart was racing, and to my surprise, my dick was hard as a rock. I took a deep breath and continued to watch the scene unfold before me. Will placed a hand on April's back, gently prompting her to bend over. Fully compliant, she slid her hands across the felt table coming to rest, completely bent over and waiting nervously. At that moment I could not explain the feelings I was experiencing. I was stuck somewhere between arousal and jealousy and It was driving me crazy! "Damn girl," Will exclaimed, groping my girlfriend's ass though her panties. "I can't wait to sample a piece of this!" "Well then hurry up then!" April scolded, clenching her teeth with impatience. Will just laughed and continued to take his time, savoring every moment. I shifted in my seat, reaching down to adjust me dick which was straining uncomfortably against my pants. Silently, I scolded myself for getting turned on by seeing my girlfriend in a such a state of vulnerability while another guy prepared to have his way with her. Slowly and deliberately, Will began to slide April's little white panties down her smooth, supple ass. Her body was rigid with tension as she was finally fully exposed as she stood, bent over the pool table. I could hear her groan with apprehensiveness and bury her face in her arms as she tried to hide from the embarrassing situation. Her uncomfortableness only made Will happier and he grinned from ear to ear as he pulled her underwear down around her knees. "Oh yeah," he muttered quietly, placing both hands on her naked flesh and feeling the firmness of her ass. April stiffened at his touch, cringing as she felt his hands on her bare, naked flesh. I was on edge as well, my foot tapping nervously as Will peered down at my exposed girlfriend with eyes full of lust. "Come on honey," he urged, reaching down to unzip his pants. "Spread that ass for me." April lifted her head from her arms and glanced back at him over her shoulder with a look of pure distaste. "I'm not doing that," she scowled. "Just do it," Will ordered, a little more sternly. At first it looked at though April was going to continue to protest, but her scowling visage soon softened into a blank submissive stare as she shamefully reached back with both hands, gripping the smooth skin of her ass cheeks. I found myself leaning over in my chair to get a better look as she gently peeled back her fleshy cheeks, fully exposing herself to Will's hungry eyes. "Mmmm," he moaned in satisfaction as he fumbled with his belt, his eyes now glued to April's perfect pink asshole. "That's it baby. A little wider." April closed her eyes as if trying to block out the whole situation as she obeyed submissively and pried her ass open even wider. The whole scene looked so dirty, I could feel my cock straining against the fabric of my pants. Indiscreetly, I reached down and adjusted myself, pulling my swollen erection to one side of my pants, allowing some relief as I continued to watch. Will's belt made a loud 'clink' sound as it hit the floor along with his pants, which he promptly kicked to the side. He then pulled off his underwear, all the while keeping his eyes fixed on my girlfriend's lewdly spread ass. "Damn, Damon," he exclaimed as he squirted some of the lubricant into the palm of his hand. "Your girl has the most perfect little asshole I've ever seen. I can't believe you've never fucked this thing. If she was mine I'd have my cock up her ass every night!" The truth was that I had tried numerous times but April had always refused. Now I was sitting idly by as my girlfriend was about to be anally deflowered by another guy. A wave of envy slowly crept over my body as I watched Will slather lube up and down the shaft of his hard, outstretched dick. He then reached down and spread some of the slippery fluid over April's tight little star. At first she winced at the touch of the cold substance, but soon relaxed enough to allow him to even push his thumb inside her. After a few seconds of thumb fucking her ass he pulled his digit out and took a hold of his thick, wet cock. Staring intently, Will stepped forward and rubbed the head of his dick down April's ass crack, coming to rest at the entrance to her tiny, private hole. I noticed my girlfriend holding her breath as she braced herself for what was about to come. Will's brow furrowed with concentration as he pressed his swollen cock head against her virgin rosebud. April gripped the cheeks of her ass tightly and bit her bottom lip as her tiny pink buttthole began to stretch to accommodate Will's invading dick. His look of concentration soon turned to one of extreme pleasure as her tiny hole proceeded to slowly swallow his thick cock. "Ugghhh," April cringed, biting her lip as she felt her virgin hole being violated for the first time. Will smiled and placed a hand on her lower back, leaning in to feed more of his meat into my girlfriend's ass. In my position I could see perfectly as he slid further into her hole, eliciting more whimpering from April's tightly pursed mouth. Her body trembled as she let go of her ass cheeks and buried her face into her arms, muffling her painful groans. "Fuck, you're tight!" Will exclaimed, reaching down to spread her ass cheeks, savoring the view of half of his cock firmly embedded in April's asshole. As he continued to work his way into my girlfriend's butt, I found myself leaning in to get a better view of the vulgar scene. As I watched, Will grasped her hips and forced the rest of his dick inside her, causing her to bite her own arm to keep from crying out. His hips were now pressed firmly against her luscious ass with his cock firmly embedded inside her anus. "Where's my dick April?" Will asked, giving her firm ass cheek a light slap. "Tell me where my dick is." April raised her head as if confused before receiving another slap. This one was a bit harder and caused her to wince, although she offered no objection. "Where's my dick?" he repeated. "I..In...my...ass." "Tell me you like it!" "I..I..like it," she stammered, apparently getting used to the feeling. "Tell me you want me to fuck your ass." The room was filled with silence as April shifted uncomfortably. Suddenly the silence was broken by another loud 'slap' as Will brought his hand down on her reddened ass once again. Slowly she turned to me, staring into my eyes as she whimpered the words. "I..want you to..fuck my ass." April's words cut me like an knife as she stared apologetically into my eyes. My dick, however, was harder than ever and i knew that if I so much as touched it I would cream in my pants. Will seemingly enjoyed her forced response as well, since a ecstatic grin spread across his face upon hearing those words. As he began to withdraw his cock, April tossed her head back, sending her dirty blonde hair splashing across her smooth tanned back. I could hear her labored breathing as Will wriggled his dick back and forth inside her ass before pushing back in with one smooth stroke. "Fuck!" she gasped as she felt his balls slap up against her pussy lips. Will smiled before pulling his dick out again, only to slam it back into April's tight little hole. With every thrust, her small body lurched forward and a quiet groan escaped her lips. Will was picking up the pace, driving his cock in and out of my girlfriend's ass as her hands clawed at the green felt in futility. Her body was trembling as he moved in and out of her, reaching down to spread her cheeks wider, giving himself a perfect view of his cock planted deep in her ass. "Mmmm," he moaned, withdrawing his dick until only the head remained tightly trapped within the confines of April's tight little ring. "Your asshole looks so good with my cock inside it." Will then began to push his dick back inside my girlfriend's ass, as she squealed in response. I couldn't tell if she was starting to enjoy herself or if the sounds coming from her mouth were the result of the pain of having a cock shoved into her ass for the first time. "That's it baby," he groaned, giving her ass another light slap. "Moan for me. Show me how much you like it." April let out a long, drawn out moan as Will began to pick the pace once again. His breathing was becoming more and more erratic and I could see beads of sweat forming on his forehead. I could tell he was close to cumming and I began to wonder where he was going to do it. "Ugh. Ugh. Ugh," April's voice resonated as her ass repeatedly swallowed up Will's cock. "Oh fuck yeah!" he shouted out as every muscle in his body tensed. "I'm cumming!" He then let out a strange, unnatural sound as he dug his fingers into April's ass, apparently coating the inside of my girlfriend's asshole with his cum. April closed her eyes and opened her mouth as if to cry out, but no sound was produced. She just shuddered and gasped as Will's orgasm subsided and he gave her a couple more soft thrusts before slowly pulling his cock from her tightly clenched anus. As his dick slipped free with a wet slurping sound, I noticed a small rivulet of cum trickle out of her ravaged hole. His face was glowing with intense pride and satisfaction as he stepped back to pull up his pants. April remained in her exposed position for a few moments before she finally realized that the ordeal had ended. With a look of embarrassment and shame she quickly pulled up her pants and headed for the bathroom. I was about to say something to her, but just couldn't get it together as she slammed the door behind her. I was astounded. Another guy had just cum in my girlfriend's ass! "Thanks man," Will said with a relieved sigh as he slapped me on the back. "I needed that." I didn't know whether to be mad or not as I remained sitting in my seat, my dick still engorged from the "show" I had just witnessed. Tensions were high as April returned from the bathroom and we prepared to leave. She didn't say a word as she quickly gathered up her belongings and headed up the stairs. I followed close behind her as we made our way to the car. The ride home was no less tense with April sitting silently and staring vacantly as I drove her to her apartment. I tried to make conversation but she was having none of it. I therefore resigned myself to being in her bad books for the foreseeable future, and didn't even bother to attempt any more verbal exchange. As I pulled up to her building, April quickly got out, slamming the door behind her. I sat there for a moment as she walked up to the front doors and entered without so much as a glance back. I exhaled an exasperated sigh and sank further down into my seat, wondering how I was going to make it up to her. * * * * The next day was torture. All I could think about was April getting fucked and I couldn't get the picture out of my head. I thought about the expression on her face and the way her ravaged asshole looked with Will's cum dribbling out of it. I felt extremely guilty that I had put my girlfriend through such an ordeal and even more guilty at the fact that it turned me on so much. When I got off work I decided that I would surprise her with flowers and take her out to dinner. I hurried home and showered before setting out, stopping off to pick up the flowers. As I pulled up to April's place I decided to climb up the fire escape and surprise her. She always appreciated surprises although I could only hope my small effort was enough to make her forget about the events of the previous day. I parked my car and made my way around the back of the building silently hoping April's mood had improved. Luckily someone had left the ladder down so I quickly bolted up and soon found myself outside my girlfriend's bedroom window. The curtains were drawn, although there was a small space between the curtain and the edge of the window that allowed me to see inside. Cautiously I peered through the window, dropping the flowers and my jaw in utter surprise. There was my girlfriend on her bed, positioned on her hands and knees completely naked! Her head was buried in her pillow and her fingers were hard at work between her legs. I peered closer and noticed that while one hand worked feverishly at her clit she also had a couple fingers buried deep in her pussy. I was utterly shocked. I knew most girls masturbated but I certainly wasn't expecting to find April in this way. At first I considered knocking, but soon dismissed the idea, becoming increasingly aroused by the site before me. As I reached down to adjust my growing dick in my pants, April did something that really surprised me. Removing the two wet fingers from her pussy, she reached around and began to massage her own asshole, rubbing it with slow deliberate movements. If my jaw was not already agape with surprise it would certainly have dropped open at that site. My cock was pulsing as I continued to play the voyeur, watching intently as my girlfriend pleasured herself with her nimble fingers. Absent-mindedly, my hand dropped and grabbed at my straining dick just as April began to slip her slender finger into her tight little ass. I pressed my face to the glass in order to get a better view and licked my lips at the site of her finger fucking her tiny butthole. Then suddenly, I stumbled forward and slammed my face into the glass, dropping the flowers in an attempt to break my fall. April gave a startled shriek and jumped up from her bed in surprise, grasping for her bath robe as her face contorted with a mixture of shock and fear. "Uh oh," I muttered, rubbing my head as April's expression morphed from fear to anger. "Damon!?" she yelled, wrapping the robe around her naked body. "Is that you?" As she stormed towards the window I tried in vain to think up a story that would fit the situation but none came to mind. Instead I just froze and waited as April threw the window open. "What the hell are you doing?" she yelled. "Are you spying on me?" "No, no, no" I stammered. "I was just...bringing you flowers. I was trying to surprise you." "Well you certainly did that! You scared me to death!" "Sorry," I replied sheepishly, hoping that my cute expression would soften her anger. "Just get in," she said plainly, turning and walking back across the room. Awkwardly, I crawled through the window and fell onto the floor in a heap. "So," I began, standing up and brushing myself off. "Sorry to interrupt." April cast me an angry glare that silenced me and prevented me from continuing. "I don't want to talk about that," she stated coldly. "In fact, I never want you to mention that again." "Oh come on," I said, walking up and wrapping my arm around her. "It was hot. I had no idea you ..." "Damon!" she snapped, cutting me off. "I said I didn't want to talk about it." I resisted the urge to speak again and stepped back to give April a little space. I then watched as her expression softened and her eyes traveled from the floor up to meet mine. "So..." she said finally. "You liked what you saw?" "Fuck yes!" I blurted out, my mouth curling into a broad smile. "That was the sexiest thing I've ever seen." My girlfriend returned my smile, but still seemed a bit reserved and apprehensive. Slowly, she stepped towards me. "And it turned you on?" I nodded. April sheepishly ran her hand along my stomach, biting her lip with mild embarrassment. "Are you still turned on?" she asked. I just smiled and moved her hand down to the bulge in my pants. "What do you think?" A brief moment passed before we stepped closer and kissed. It wasn't the slow sensual kissing that April usually enjoyed, but rather a more excited, lustful kissing as we plunged our tongues into each others' mouths. I pulled her close, reaching around to grope her ass as she moaned into my mouth and ground her pelvis into mine. "I want you. Now!" I stated firmly, tearing open her bath robe and sending it falling from her shoulders to the floor. April stumbled backwards to the bed, scurrying onto the soft mattress as I followed in pursuit, crawling towards her naked body. After removing my shirt, I began to work at my pants while she sat back smiling and spreading her legs. I licked my lips hungrily at the site and had my face buried between her thighs before my pants were even off. As I licked and sucked at her velvety folds, I kicked my pants off awkwardly, freeing my cock from its former confines. Kissing my way up April's tanned body, I soon reached her face which brought my turgid dick in line with her soft, wet pussy. With one forceful plunge, I sunk the entire length of my cock inside her, eliciting a startled gasp as she tossed her head back in a mixture of pain and pleasure. "Oh yesssss," she purred, closing her eyes and wrapping her legs tightly around my back. April's hot little hole gripped my dick as I began to slide it in and out, my hips rising and falling in a controlled, rhythmical movement. I could actually feel her pussy getting wetter with every thrust. "So," I said between breaths. "Do you always finger your ass when you play with yourself?" Her expression froze for an instant but soon resumed its former look of sensuality as she answered. "Only since yesterday." "Oh really?" I stated, driving my dick hard into her writhing body. "Does it have anything to do with what happened with Will?" April bit her lip and nodded. "I thought you didn't like that whole ordeal?" I asked, a little confused at my girl's apparent change of attitude about the previous day's activities. "You seemed pretty upset." "I was at first, but...." April was cut off as I plunged my cock into her a little harder. "Go on," I urged, slowing my thrusting and allowing her to continue. "Well, at first it felt so degrading and dirty, but after I got home I began to think about it and...it kind of turned me on." "Really? What turned you on about it?" "I'm...I'm not sure. I think I just liked the idea of being used. Of being treated like a sex object. And it turned me on even more because you had been there watching me." "Oh yeah?" I moaned. "You like me watching you get fucked?" "Yes." "You like me watching you get used?" "Yes!" "You like me watching you with a dick in your ass?" "Fuck yes!!" I had to stop to keep from emptying my balls into April's hungry pussy, and nestled down with my cock buried inside her. She took a deep breath and ran her fingernails down my shoulders as she pushed her hips back up into me as if to prompt me to continue. "Can you fuck me from behind?" she asked, gazing up into my eyes with a glassy expression. "I want you to do me like Will did." I just smiled and pulled my dick out, kneeling back to let her change positions. Quickly she rolled over onto her hands and knees, pushing her hips back towards me in a sexy and enticing manor. Her face was resting in her arms as her back arched, exaggerating the roundness of her irresistible ass. Taking my dick in my hand, I began to run it along her glistening pussy lips, licking my lips in anticipation before pushing it back inside the warm confines of her tight, wet hole. "Oh yeah," she cooed as she felt herself being filled from behind. "Fuck me Damon. Fuck me hard!" I took a deep breath and resumed plunging my tingling cock into her insatiable pussy as my hips slapped violently against the back of her thighs. "Fuck yes!" exclaimed. "Just like that! Fuck me hard and make me cum! Make me cum and then I want you fuck my ass!" I stopped suddenly. Those were the words I had been waiting to hear for over a year and now that April said them, I almost lost control. "Play with your ass," I suggested. "I want to watch while I fuck you." My girlfriend let out a subtle giggle before reaching back and sliding her fingers down that enticingly taboo crevasse. I quickly intercepted her hand on route and brought her hand to my mouth, sucking two of her fingers as she moaned with approval. I then guided her hand back to its final destination and April began to run her wet finger around her tiny rosebud in small, deliberate circles. I resumed fucking her, although more slowly than before, as she slipped the finger up to the knuckle in her tight asshole. "Oh my god!" I gasped at the site. "That looks so fucking hot." April tossed my a smiling glance over her shoulder as she pushed the delicate digit in farther. I grabbed a hold of her tight ass cheeks and splayed them wide in a lewd manor in order to give my self a better view. In and out, her finger plunged as I matched rhythm with my pulsing cock. As the pace quickened, I reached under her body to rub her clit, sending her closer to climax. Suddenly she shoved her face into the mattress to muffle a sensual scream as an intense orgasm wracked her small body, causing her pussy and ass to twitch and pulse in unison. April then removed her finger from her winking asshole and took a few deep breaths as I slowly withdrew. "Now," she began, looking back at me with a mischievous smile. "Fuck my ass." She arched her back even more, causing her ass to splay open as I collected some of her cum with shaking hands to coat the shaft of my dick. I then pointed my head at the tiny orifice and pushed forward. April let out a restrained squeal as I pierced her anal opening with my swollen tip, watching carefully as her tight rim began to stretch around my invading shaft. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, of fuck!" she blurted out absently as her asshole swallowed more of my dick, gripping in opposition to every inch gained. "Are you okay?" I asked with concern, stopping my intrusion. "Yes," she answered with a gasp. "Keep going. I want to feel your whole cock in my ass!" She even reached back with both hands, spreading her cheeks wide to allow my hips to press fully against her soft skin as my cock came to pause, buried deep inside her. At that point I began to rotate my hips, grinding my dick into her ass elicited appreciated moans from behind April's tightly clenched teeth. I then pulled out slightly and started to push in and out, fucking her with short, slow motions. "Fuck yes!" she exclaimed, pushing her asshole back around my cock. "Fuck me Damon! Fuck my ass. Use me! Use my asshole just like Will did." Urged on by my girlfriend's filthy words, I began to increase the depth of my thrusting, plunging deep into her forbidden hole and tightly against the contracting of her muscular ring. "Oh yeah?" I asked in confirmation. "Maybe I should offer you up as a prize in all my bets." "Yes!" she returned enthusiastically as my balls slapped against her pussy lips. "I would love that!" I spoken somewhat in jest and mainly to hear my girlfriend's response, but hearing her now agree sent a tingle through my body. "I want to be a prize," she continued. "I want to be treated like an object. Just a hole to fuck!" I was now astonished at April's newfound sluttiness, but was increasingly curious to hear more. "What if there is more than one guy?" I asked. "I don't fucking care!" she blurted out, pushing her ass back against my hips and burying my cock deep in her ass. "They can all fuck me. They can bend me over and take turns fucking my ass!" That was too much for me to handle. Her dirty words sent me over the edge and I felt my balls tense with impending orgasm. "I'm going to cum!" I managed to say before the last final thrusts. "In my ass!" April howled out as she tossed her head. "Cum in my ass!" No sooner had those words escaped her mouth, than my cock was filling the inside of her tight butt hole with hot creamy fluid. She let out a long drawn out sigh my dick pulsed inside her, painting the inside of her anus with cum. I pulled out and dribbled the last of the slippery semen down over her reddened asshole as it clenched and unclenched repeatedly. April slumped down flat on her stomach and let out a contented sigh as she reached back to tenderly touch her abused ass. "So?" she asked glancing back at me with an adorable smile. "When's the next game of pool?" The End Send comments or suggestions to [email protected] |
As I stood there looking out the window at Ashley, I didn’t know what I should do. I was feeling a little paranoid at that point as well. “I’m so screwed, what if Ashley knows I’m here and wants to call the police” I thought to myself. I sat on the bed and listened as Roz opened the door. “Hey Ash” Roz said opening the door. I peeked out the window again and Ash still had this worried look on her face. Then she finally spoke. “Blink twice if you’re in danger” she said quietly. I stood there thinking “Oh my god she thinks Roz is being held captive” I laughed a little at that. “What are you talking about” Roz asked looking puzzled. “Don’t worry I brought a gun, he can’t hurt you” Ash said reaching into her purse. “Whoa, Ash stop you’ve got this all wrong” Roz said trying to calm her friend down. “Look I’m not in danger but he is here, he’s one of my former genetics students. He’s just a kid with a really big crush” Roz said with a laugh. “Oh, well I just thought something was wrong when I heard you screaming on the phone” Ash said still concerned. “Yea” Roz said with her eyes glazing over. “He is really good at what he does”. “Well can I meet him” Ash said pushing past Roz into the house. “I don’t know about that Ash” Roz said trying to block her friend. “You’re probably going to try to seduce him and take him from me”. “Oh relax Roz; I’m a married woman, not some whore. I would at least wait until he’s not at your house to try and fuck him” She said giggling. “I’m not above kicking your ass, even if we are friends” Roz said. I heard her footsteps coming to her bed room, I assume she was coming to get me so I hurried and put on my pants from last night and my t shirt. I watched as she opened the door and came in. “Hey so my friend wants to meet you” She said looking at me quizzically. “Yea I heard its ok with me if it’s ok with you” I said walking toward her and grabbing her by her hips. “I guess its ok, but you should know she will hit on you, she’s horny slut of a cougar and she’s always trying to fuck the next young hot guy that crosses her path” Roz said in a jealous tone. “Don’t worry I’ll make sure that she knows I’m all yours” I said embracing her reassuringly. I let Roz go and walked past her out of her bedroom to see Ashley. I had seen her before but never this close. She was one sexy milf I thought to myself. She wasn’t as hot as Roz though but she was attractive none the less. She was tall for a woman, almost 6ft. I was only 6’1 so I hated when women were at my eye level. I could see why she was so tall though, her long tanned legs were insane, and they were definitely model worthy and thick too. They went up to this high, round nice ass which was only exaggerated by her tight jean shorts. Her stomach wasn’t big but not really the flattest, no doubt that was because of her giving birth. Her breasts were by far her nicest feature, they were huge, I’d say like a 30 G if you could imagine it. What was even better was that she was wearing this little tank top and her tanned breasts were just spilling out of the front. She was also quite facially attractive too; she had a cute little nose and big brown eyes. Her lips were seductive somehow. To me she looked a little bit like Kimberly Williams paisley only slutty and her brown hair wasn’t long at all very short actually. So anyway back to the story. When Ash saw me her face kind of lit up and her chest perked up. “Well well well so this is the stud rapist I’ve heard so much about”. She said quickly closing the distance between us. “Hi” I said as I extended my hand to shake but instead she came really close to me pressing her breasts up against me and her hand went straight to crotch. She squeezed my hardening cock firmly. “Mmmm, I think you struck gold here Roz” Ash said as she continued to grasp my dick through my pants before Roz pried her off of me. “Thank you and just so you know Ash, this gold has already been deposited into MY federal reserve” Roz said gesturing to her pussy and pulling me to her as if to say this is all mine. “Well Roz I think it would be in your best interest to share the wealth” Ash said putting her hands on her hips. “I’m sure you do, but you know I’m not the type to share” Roz said angrily. “Look ladies this is awkward enough given how I met both of you and Ash you’re very beautiful but I’m with Roz and I care for her dearly” I said trying to put this topic to bed. Roz smiled at me and made a sound as if to say what now bitch. “Well I had hoped both you would willingly comply but I guess you just need a little motivation” She said while pulling out her phone. “You know what I love about smart phones these days; if you get the right app the cameras can use night vision”. I watched as she searched through her phone and felt a little uneasy. “What are you doing” I asked switching to my serious tone. Ash handed the phone to Roz and as we both viewed the video playing we froze in horror. The video playing was Roz and I last night having sex. Roz still had the blind fold on and it appeared as if I was holding her down so it looked pretty bad. “How the fuck did you get that” Roz asked insane with rage. “That’s not important, what is important is that if you don’t want him (she pointed at me) to go to jail you’ll let me have his cock” Ash said smiling evilly. She then turned to me “As for you, take off your pants”. “Wait a minute Ash, fine you can have him but only for one night and certainly not here. And you can only give him a blowjob, nothing else. If you fuck him I’ll know and I’ll go straight to your husband. Got it” Roz said forcefully. I was actually surprised that she was going to allow this and a little excited. Although I did feel like I just got auctioned off, but then again I definitely did not want to go to jail. “Fine” Ash said “Let’s go” she said taking me by the hand. Roz was outraged but she kept her reserve. She snatched me back pulling me to her and kissed me passionately as if marking her territory. “After you’re done with the whore, come straight back so I can reclaim you” she whispered in my ear. I left and followed Ash to her car, as I entered I felt so horny, I couldn’t wait to be pleasured by this milf. I did however feel bad about technically cheating on Roz. We got on the road and Ash began to speak. “Mmm I can’t wait to have this cock” she said as reached over and groped me squeezing my bulge through my pants. “You can stop acting like this horrible for you” she said giggling “Roz isn’t here you know”. “Listen I admit that I’m turned on by this but you’re black mailing me” I stated as a matter of fact. “Hey I tried to get my way willingly but you two said no, and I know Roz would have never shared you so I had no choice but to resort to blackmail”. The way she spoke was insulting she made it seem like it wasn’t her fault at all and she had no other option. “You have a husband, why would you want to cheat on him anyway”. She laughed almost hysterically “I’m a slut duh, I only married for the money. I couldn’t possibly only ever have one man for the rest of my life”. I was appalled at the boldness of this woman, and I wondered why Roz was ever friends with her. About a minute later we pulled into a hotel parking lot. As we walked in I expected her to go to the clerk to get a room, but instead she waltzed right through the lobby with the staff saying hello to her. I was puzzled to say the least but followed her into the elevator. “Do you stay here that often or something” I said. She laughed “You could say that I guess, some may even say that I own it” “Wait what? You own this hotel”. I asked. “Partially, I told you I married for the money; my husband owns it and I bought 40% of it, now I’m on the board”. “Wow, so you’re rich” “Filthy” she said with arrogance. The elevator finally stopped and I realized we were on the top floor. The entire top floor was one sweet and she occasionally stayed in it, no doubt this was where she cheated with other men. As we stepped out of the elevator she pushed me up against the wall and kissed me hard forcing her tongue into my mouth. I was getting more and more into it and soon my hands were all over her body. She pulled away from me and turned her back to me and began thrusting her ass back into my crotch. My penis was as hard as a diamond and before long we were dry humping just outside the elevator. I grabbed her hips for support and began thrusting back trying hard to shove my clothed cock up her ass. “Oh fuck” she said pulling my dick out. “Look at this nice big fat cock and it’s all for me” She said as she licked her lips. She turned back around and undid the fly on her shorts. She then sexily bent over while simultaneously sliding down her shorts. Her golden ass came into view. “Holy shit” I said aloud taking in the sight. Her ass was almost perfect, it wasn’t very big but it was tight tanned and toned. “You like that ass huh” she said stepping out of her shorts but stayed bent over. She had on a red g string that did nothing to conceal her butt and barely covered her pussy. I took the opportunity to caress her beautiful butt as she began to move her ass back on my cock. It felt great as my cock nestled in between her soft ass cheeks. She stood back up pressing her butt into my pelvis, my dick resting atop her ass and she arched her back. She took my cock in her hand while moving her hips forward just enough to where she could push my cock down in the crack of her ass. She kept pushing it down until she got to the opening of her pussy just barely covered by the flimsy material of her g string. I could feel the hot wetness on the head of my cock and even though I could not fully enter her I could still feel the lips wrapping around my cock head. She let go of my cock and began to gently thrust her ass back on my cock. “Oh fuck yes baby” she moaned as we continued our “outer course”. “Roz said I couldn’t fuck you but that’s not going to stop me from fucking you” She laughed loudly while I grabbed her hips thrusting my cock even further in her pussy. It felt amazing, her g string was very flimsy and elastic like, I was able to get about 2 inches of my cock inside of her. She stopped thrusting and stood up and turned around. She locked eyes with me and gave me this lustful stare. In one swift motion she removed her top and bra letting her huge breast free. I nearly wept they were so perfect and definitely fake. “Whoa” was all I could get out as I lunged forward burying my head in her tits. “Hmmm, I guess someone is hungry” she said pulling my head out of her boobs. “Come with me” she said grabbing my cock and leading through the foyer of the sweet and to a Jacuzzi. She turned on the heating mechanism and poured bath salts into it. In about five minutes it was steaming and soapy. “Let’s get this off” She said yanking down my pants. I kicked off my shoes while Ash looked up at me. She began to suck on the underside of my cock where it was most sensitive. “Oh fuck” I said almost blowing my load right there. “I should have mentioned I’m master cock sucker” she said sexily. I got in the hot tub and sat down feeling the warm water soothe my body. She kicked off her heels and entered sitting right on my lap she began washing me with the soap in the water and rubbing her body against me. We made out as our hands rubbed all over our bodies. I couldn’t keep my hands off of her amazing boobs. “I hope you like them, they were pretty expensive” she said cradling my head as if feeding me milk. “They’re great” I said. Ashley then started to sit up and I felt her hand on my cock. I wondered what she might be doing and before I could protest she sat down quickly with her pussy engulfing my penis. “Oh fuck that feels huge” she screamed with my dick buried in her to the hilt. Her pussy was tightly gripping my cock. The quick motion was too much and in an instant I pumped her pussy full of the huge load of sperm that had been building in my balls. I grunted “You bitch” I said as I shuttered in pleasure. “Sorry I just had to feel that big dick inside of me at least once” she said throwing her head back in pleasure. “Fuck you cum a lot, I can feel it still shooting inside of me” she moaned. I couldn’t believe how much semen I had unloaded inside of her, I guess it was of the teasing. I also couldn’t believe that I was still hard. With my hard cock still imbedded in Ashley she began to move up and down on me, riding my cock. “Ooooh fuck yea, I see why Roz doesn’t want to share you” she said increasing her thrust and fucking my cock harder. The water was splashing all around us. It felt incredible, her pussy squeezing my cock, and for a second I let my hands latch onto her butt and I began meeting her thrust. However soon I felt guilty and I picked her up off of my cock and pushed her away. “I’m out of here” I said exiting the hot tub. I saw her glaring at me. “That wasn’t the deal, you can’t leave until tomorrow”. “putting my cock in your pussy wasn’t the deal either, making our original deal void” I said gathering up my clothes. “If you walk out that door I will make sure you go to jail” she said grinning evilly. “Why, you got what you wanted already” “Nope, I’m not done with you yet” she said as she came to the edge of the Jacuzzi and wrapped her arms around my neck pulling me back in. I sighed “Fine, but you can’t put my cock in your pussy anymore, got it” I said climbing back in. “Oh don’t worry, I won’t” She said mockingly. I sat back down and watched as she mounted my lap again. She grabbed the back of my head and guided me to her breast again. Of course I could not help but to oblige her and began to suck on her voluptuous boobs. “Oooh that’s it baby, keeping your mouth on those and relax. Forget about Roz and focus on me” she said as she took my right hand and guided it to her pussy forcing me to finger fuck her. She reached back and began stroking my cock in between the cleft of her ass. I couldn’t help but to love this and involuntarily bucked my hips against her. She pulled my head out of her breast and began to kiss me with her hand still stroking my cock. I then felt her pushing my cock into the crack of ass more and that’s when I felt something opening around the head of my cock. It was extremely tight and I knew it wasn’t her vagina. Suddenly I realized “Holy shit she was putting my cock up her ass”. I had never done anal with a girl so this was all knew to me and although I wanted to let her continue I felt I should stop her. “Ash what the fuck are you doing, this isn’t right” I said halting her dissension down my cock. “Shhh,” she whispered forcing herself down more of my shaft getting about an inch or two inside of her. The pressure on my cock was immense and it felt like the head of my cock was going to slip open, but it still felt amazing. It must of felt amazing to Ash too, because her eyes were closed and her mouth was slightly open. “Just relax and let me take your big cock in my ass” She said slowly sliding down my erect penis. “Oh fuck baby, your stretching my ass so good” she moaned in pleasure. About 10% of me wanted to stop her but it felt too good to put up much of a fight. All I could do was lean back in the tub and let this vixen fuck her ass on my cock. I closed my eyes as her butthole engulfed my entire penis taking it to hilt. Constant warm, soft, wet pleasured surrounded my entire cock and I loved every bit of it. “See what you get when just let me have my way, you get to fuck my tight little asshole” she said just before she started to ride my dick. “Besides I did what you said I didn’t put your cock back in my pussy” she laughed. “You fucking bitch” I grunted meeting her thrusts with my own, unconsciously trying split her in half with my dick. “You like this ass though don’t you, yea you like it, you like shoving that big fucking prick in my tight little ass” she said egging me on. “Say it” she said sharply. “Say what” I said breathless as I continued to shove my cock in and out of her ass. “Say you like fucking this ass, say you love it, I want to hear you say it”. She screamed riding my cock faster and faster. “Fine!, I love fucking my cock into your tight little asshole” I screamed. “That’s right” she said “This ass belongs to you now baby, whenever you want you can shove that big prick in me” she said right before kissing me hard shoving her tongue into my mouth. She then started screaming violently and began thrashing on cock, I could tell she was having a major orgasm. As it subsided she stood up and let my cock slide out of her now gaped asshole. She tried to get up and walk out of the hot tub but her legs were too weak. “Shit, you fucking wore me out” she said resting against me. “Take me to the bed” she whispered wrapping her arms around my neck. I moved my arms under her back and legs lifting her and standing up. I exited the Jacuzzi and walked to the bed setting her down gently. I grabbed one of the towels I saw drying myself off and threw one to her and watched as she rubbed it on her over body. “Well you got what you wanted, can I at least get something to eat here” I said stroking my still hard cock. “Of course, all you had to do was ask” she said reaching for the phone and dialing room service. I got my food and sat down at the dining table on the balcony to eat. Surprisingly Ashley didn’t get any food for herself and asked her why. “Well tonight I have a taste for something that’s not on the menu” she said seductively. “Like what” I asked looking confused. She only smiled and said to just finish my meal. I went back to eating and I became so focused on my meal that I didn’t notice Ash disappear. I looked around and before long I felt something between my legs under the table and almost jumped out my chair. I pulled the dining cloth up to see Ash holding my cock looking up at me smiling. She said nothing and only began sucking on the head of my cock. It felt great feeling her tongue swirling around the mushroom head. She would even push her tongue against my slit as if trying to push it inside. It felt amazing. She then started going down the shaft taking more of my cock into her mouth. She would deep throat me purposely gagging herself, all the while her eyes stayed looking at me. Each time she would come back up she planted a kiss on the head as if it were her signature. “Mmmm I could suck on this fat cock all day” she said while moving to my balls. She began licking all over my sack and she even sucked it in to her mouth. This woman was indeed a master at sucking cock I thought whilst I put my hand on the top of her head. “C’mon baby give me that fucking cum, I fed you now it’s time you feed me” she said before sucking hard on my cock head while she stroked the base of my shaft. After 30 more seconds of this I was getting really close. Ash must have felt this and stroked even faster. “Oh fuck Ash” I moaned as I gave her all the cum I had in my balls and unloaded it down her throat. “Mmmm” she hummed as she drank all of my semen. I just kept cumming and after about 15 more seconds she swallowed it all. “Mmmmm I think that was best load of sperm I’ve ever tasted and certainly the biggest” she said licking her lips. “Well you’ve definitely drained my balls” “Come to bed with me” she said taking me by the hand and leading me back inside to the bed. She pushed me down and I lay back resting my head on the pillow. She climbed on the bed resting her head and arm on my bare chest and she had her leg swung over me with her knee just below my cock. I closed my eyes drifting off to sleep; occasionally I would feel Ash’s hand sweep across my cock. I guess she just couldn’t keep her hands off of it I laughed to myself. Within a minute I was in comatose. When I woke up I felt so relaxed, the sun was beaming in and there was a cool breeze coming in from an open window. I looked down to see Ashley looking up at me her head still on my chest. We said nothing to each other. She looked so beautiful and I couldn’t but to feel like I was in love in that moment but I knew I was just in love with the moment not Ashley. The way she looked then almost made me forget how much of a bitch and a slut she was. “I love sleeping with you” Ash said moving her hand back and forth on my chest. “Yea this was nice even though you made me betray your best friend, and blackmailed me into fucking your ass” I said to her smiling. “Hey how else is a girl supposed to get a nice cock like yours” “I here plastic surgery has improved” “I think I’ll stick to blackmail” she said reaching down to grab my morning wood. “Oooh looks like someone is ready for more” “Well then I guess I should get back to my Roz” I said getting out of bed. “Your time is up, we agreed upon the night and that was all”. “I guess you’re right, I’m gonna be busy today anyway, I’ve got a police report to file” she said grinning evilly. I glared at her “Are you fucking kidding me, you’re going back on your word!” “Depends” she said looking at me mockingly. I knew what she wanted and I just wanted this over. I walked back over to the bed and grabbed her by her ankles pulling her hard to the edge of the bed. Her eyes widened “What the” I cut her off instantly spreading her legs and shoving my cock into her pussy to the hilt. She gasped for air “Oh shit” was all she could get out. I grabbed her by her neck continuing to fuck her as hard as I could. My cock was hitting her cervix every time. I knew it was probably painful for her and that turned me on a little. “You wanted to get fucked” I said harshly. She only responded by squealing. Even though I was enjoying this I couldn’t keep it up and I pulled out of her pussy and pulled her head to my cock. I began jacking off in front of her face. “I want in my mouth” she said breathlessly. “I don’t care” I grunted painting her face with my cum. She immediately began wiping it off her face with her hands and licking it off. “Now was that so hard” she said laughing at her pun. “If you ever get tired of Roz, you know where to find me”. “Like that’ll happen” I said going into the bathroom to clean myself up. I got dressed and got out of there as quickly as I could. I wanted to see Roz as soon as possible but I didn’t head back over to her house right away. I went to my dorm and got changed into semi-formal attire; I wanted to do something special for Roz. I bought her a dozen roses and drove to her house. I knocked on her door and couldn’t help but laugh that as many times I had been here I never came to the front door. Roz opened the door shortly and nearly tackled me whilst dragging me into the house. “Where the hell have you been” she said in between kissing me all over my face. “Don’t worry I haven’t left you for Ashley” I said with a laugh. I pried her off of my face for a second. I presented the roses to her. “Get dressed, were going out tonight” “Can’t we go later, I’m super horny” she stated trying to get to my cock. “Don’t worry we’ll have plenty of time for that” I said shooing her into her bedroom to get dressed. 30 minutes later we left and I took her to a pretty high end Italian restaurant. We were about an hour or so into our meal, talking and laughing, I had forgotten all about Ash and the blackmail situation when the unexpected happened. “Roz?” a female voice from behind said. “Tiffany, Hi” Roz said as I looked at her smiling. My heart began beating out of control, and I thought “dammit another one of her friends come to ruin the moment”. “I thought that was you how are you and who is this” Tiffany said approaching our table. “I’m good, and this is Chris” Roz said gesturing to me. “Hi” Tiffany said extending her hand for me to shake. I shook her hand, looking up at her and I couldn’t help notice her beauty. Roz definitely had some sexy friends. Tiffany was very petite, which gave her that adorable look. She couldn’t have been more than 5 feet tall. Her breast were small but very perky, I’d say barely a C cup. Her hips had good width though which led me to believe she probably had a nice ass. She had long blonde hair and gorgeous blue eyes, classic girl next door. She also had to be the youngest of the trio, I’d say no older than 28. I found out that I was right about Roz; she was 35, while Ashley was 40. Anyway I said hello to her pulling my hand away, but noticing how she continued staring at me. It was a little unnerving. “So are you two…uhh” tiffany asked looking at Roz. Roz and I hadn’t really publicized our relationship given how it started and the fact that I was her former student, so I just looked at her to answer because I had no idea if she wanted us publicized or not. “Oh no…uhh..he’s my contractor” Roz stated looking at me. I looked at her like “WTF” she could’ve said anything but contractor really. Well it’s not like this one could come to bite me in the ass. “Oh, I didn’t know you were having work done” Tiffany said. “Well I’m really just getting an estimate now, you know trying shcmooze him so he gives a lower price” she said and tiffany laughed. “Chris you look very young for a contractor” tiffany said putting her hand on my shoulder. “I started building pretty young” I said unsure of myself, I hated lying; it always leads to another lie. “Well if you’re not too busy is it possible you could come out to my house. We’ve wanting a deck that wraps around the front, do you think you could do that” she asked giving me this intense look and keeping her hand on my shoulder. “Uh..” I looked at Roz “Sure no problem, I could at least take a look”. “Good, do you have a card” she asked. Dammit I thought see this is why I hate lying, why didn’t Roz just say I was her assistant or something. “No sorry,not with me”. I said shrugging my shoulders just hoping she would leave. “That’s ok, just write your number here” she said pushing me a napkin and handing me a pen. Looking back I realized I should’ve just written a fake number but for some stupid reason I wrote my real one. Oh well maybe I can learn how to build a deck quickly I laughed to myself. I handed her back the napkin. “Thank you so much, I’ll call you next week”. She said smiling. “See you at lunch Monday Roz” Tiffany said as she went back to her table. I gave Roz a look. “What, don’t give me that look” she said poking her lip out. “Just wait til I get you home” I said playfully. “Uh oh” she said in a baby like voice. We left shortly after that and as we walked out I noticed Tiffany staring straight at me again. I also saw her husband, and noticed he had to have been a good 20 years older than she was. We started to drive back to Roz’s place when she leaned over and started kissing my neck. “Mmmm” she moaned while she sucked my flesh. My cock stared to harden as I tried to focus on driving but Roz got even more persistent. Continuing her assault on my neck she reached down and expertly undid my belt and pants. She slid her hand into my pants grasping my cock. “There’s my cock” she said pulling it out of my pants. “Your cock” I said laughing as she started stroking it. “That’s right and I need to reclaim it” she then bent down taking my cock into her mouth. I groaned “well it definitely missed your mouth” I said feeling her beginning to suck on it. “Mmmm” she hummed while swirling her tongue all around the shaft of my hard dick. She kept her mouth on my cock the rest of the way back and I almost lost control of the car a few times. I finally pulled into her driveway and parked the car. I was about to open the door but she stopped me. She grabbed the lever on the side of my seat and leaned it back all the way. She climbed on top of me pressing my cock in between us. “Ow” I said with a laugh. “Aww poor baby, let me put that in a better place” she said quickly guiding my cock in her pussy and sitting down fully on my pelvis. It was then I realized she wasn’t wearing panties and I was pleasantly surprised. “Ooooh yea, you miss this little pussy” she moaned. “Oh fuck babe, I think you’ve gotten tighter” I said reaching behind her to caress that plump ass I loved so much. She leaned down and kissed me passionately as I began to thrust into her slow and deep. “Oh Chris” she moaned as continued to make love to her. She quickly began shuttering on top of me. Her pussy was clenching around my cock hard and I knew she was cumming. I could feel her cum running down to my balls and wetting the front of my pants. “Oh fuck I needed that, c’mon lets go inside” she said as she dismounted my cock and exited the car. Once we got inside she told me to get on the bed and wait. She said she bought me something. I took off my clothes and jumped into bed not really sure what to expect. “Hey” Roz appeared in the door way 5 minutes later. She looked sexy as fuck. “Whoa” I said sitting up. “I take it that you like”. She said spinning so I could see the back. She was wearing this red and black laced lingerie two piece. The bra was two sizes too small; I take it that was intentional. Her breasts were spilling out of the front and I could see her areolas. She had on like a panty skirt. The skirt of course doing nothing to cover her juicy, creamy, round ass. She came up on the bed and crawled seductively toward me kissing her way up my body. She turned around putting her round ass in my face and pressing it against me. The aroma of her pussy filled my nose and drove me wild. I began to suck on the lips of her pussy causing her to buck against my face. I then stuck my tongue in her ass hole driving her mad with lust as she began fucking her ass back on my tongue. “Oh fuck yes” she moaned. I pushed her forward so she was on her stomach with her ass still in the air. I immediately mounted her from behind and put my cock head up against her entrance. I sank into her depths balls deep pressing against her ass. “Oh shit Chris, you’re in me so deep” she moaned pushing her ass back on me. I laid down on her putting my full weight on her body while I still fucked her deep. I buried my face in her neck kissing, sucking, and gently biting the soft flesh. She continued to moan as I picked up the pace making sure to grind my hips into her butt. After about 15 minutes of this continuous rhythm I began cumming inside of her. “Mmmm” she hummed feeling the warm liquid feel her up. As soon as rolled off of her I fell into a deep sleep. I couldn’t believe how tired I was. When woke up I could tell by looking outside that it was probably around noon. I went into the bathroom to relieve myself, thinking where Roz had gone. After cleaning up I walked into the kitchen half naked to see Roz sitting down reading and drinking coffee. She glanced up at me “Morning stud” she said smiling. “Morning” I said sitting down next to her “I had a really great time last night” she told me. “I know, your face said it all” I laughed. She smiled at me “so I was thinking that since you like being here and I like having you here that maybe you’d want to move in or keep some clothes here for when you stay over” she looked at me worryingly. “Sure” I said to her surprise. I didn’t mind living here a few days out of the week and I would still keep my dorm for whatever. “Really, I thought it might freak you out” “Roz, I broke into your house and raped you, and you’re the one worried about freaking me out” I laughed. The next few of days were kind of like movie with no drama. Roz was still going to work and taking care of me in more ways than one. She cooked for me and we were fucking almost 4 times a day. Often at times when she would come home from campus and I would just be playing video games on the couch she would immediately drop down to her knees and began sucking my cock like she was addicted. Life was good and I hadn’t heard anything about Ash and that was fine by me. It wasn’t until the next day that I began to panic when my phone rang. “Hello” I answered. “Hi Chris?” A female voice that I didn’t recognize said. “Yes this is he” “Chris, hey it’s Tiffany, Roz’s friend, we met at the restaurant”. Crap I thought “Hey Tiffany, how are you” “I’m good; I was calling to see when you could come by and see about that deck” “Uh well when is good for you” I said “Actually I don’t have anything going on now, could you come over” I thought I should say no and avoid her all together but thinking it through I realized I would eventually run into her again. “Sure no problem” “Fantastic, ill text you the address” she said and hung up. I did some quick research about giving estimates and pricing materials involving decks and I thought piece a cake I can bullshit her. Then after weeks of saying I’ll get to the deck they’ll eventually get tired of me and hire someone else. I got dressed and headed over. As I pulled up to the huge house that she lived in, she came outside to greet me. She was looking as hot as ever too. She had on a beautiful sundress that came down only about 5 inches above her knees. Her neckline was also pretty revealing and I could help but stare at her golden cleavage. She bounded up to me as I was getting out of my car coming pretty close to me too I might add. “Hey there, I’m so glad you could make it” she said putting her hand on my arm and squeezing my bicep. “Yea no problem, so let’s take look at the house” I said quickly dismissing her advance and moved past her. As we walked checking out the house I was explaining from memorization the type of deck she could get and how much it would cost her she seemed pretty disinterested and out of nowhere said she needed to check on something inside. I reluctantly followed her inside and she insisted that I sit down on the couch. I noticed as she was passing the couch she set her cell phone down on the arm and continued walking. I didn’t think anything of it as I sat down and dismissed it. “Would you like anything to drink” she yelled from the kitchen. “No thank you” I said impatiently, just wanting to get out of there. She came back with sheets of paper and handed them to me. “Which style do you think would be best” she asked sitting down right next to me our thighs touching. As I was sifting through the papers she suddenly reached over grabbing her cell phone off the arm of the couch. In the process she placed her right hand right on top of my flaccid jean covered member. I couldn’t help but gasp a little as she did this. She didn’t even react and I knew she had to feel my bulge. As she receded back to her original position she kept her hand on my crotch. I didn’t know what to do, I didn’t want to embarrass her, but I couldn’t just let her grope me. “I think this one would be perfect for your house” I said pointing and giving her back the paper. I then looked at my watch and stood up like I needed to leave. “Well I should really get out of here” I said. She stood up “Oh well do you know when you could start” she said standing close to me. With our very different heights I was getting a perfect view of her breast and I couldn’t help but stare. “You know I’d really have to look at my schedule, I’ve got a lot of projects already. How about I give you a call tomorrow” I said heading toward the door. “Ok” she said following me out. “See you later” I said walking to my car. I heard her say goodbye to me and then a loud thump. I turned around quickly to see Tiffany on the ground. “Ugh dammit” she said trying to get up. “Are you ok” I said running over to help her. “Yea, I’m just a clutts” she said laughing. “My leg really hurts though, can you just help me inside” she asked. “Sure” I said picking up her petite body in my arms and taking her into the house. “Thank you so much, you’re my hero” she laughed softly. “If it’s not too much trouble could you take me to my bedroom upstairs”. “Of course” I said walking upstairs. Even though I kind of believed she may have been plotting something. I still thought she was hurt and wanted to help. I got to her bedroom and I set her down gently. “Do you want me to call your husband” I asked sitting down next to her. “Uh no that’s ok, I’ll be fine, and George doesn’t like being bothered at work”. “Ok, well if there’s nothing else I can do, I’ll leave you alone” I was about to get up and Tiffany grabbed my arm. “Actually Chris, I know your probably busy, and I really don’t want to inconvenience you but could you do me favor” she asked. “What do you need”. I watched as she turned over to lay on her stomach, not really sure of what was happening. Then my mind switched on the slow motion as she peeled the fabric of her sun dress up her beautiful golden thighs, over her gorgeous round ass and stopping at her waist. “Do you mind massaging me, I fell right on my upper thigh and butt and it’s killing me” she said looking at me. My mouth was wide open and I could only stare dumbfounded at her sexy ass. It was perfect, along with the rest of her. Not too big, but far from small. It was round and toned. I must have continued staring for at least 2 minutes. “Uhh…Chris, are you ok” she asked looking up at me with her blue eyes. “I’m sure you’ve seen plenty of women’s behinds” she said as she laughed. “None like yours”, I mumbled “Look tiffany don’t you think this would be inappropriate, me fondling you and all, your married”. “It’s ok, don’t worry, your just helping me out”. “Ok, I guess I could for a little while” I said putting my hands on the soft skin of her thighs kneading her flesh. “Oooh yea that feels nice, could go a little higher though” she said putting her head down and closing her eyes. I moved my hands higher massaging her thighs and butt. Her thighs and ass felt so great in my hands. I only wished she wasn’t wearing panties. I continued to massage her forgetting everything that told me not to plow this sexy little milf. I began to move my hands in between her ass cheeks getting bolder with my movements. As I got deeper into the cleft of her butt and closer to her pussy I felt her juices wetting the fabric of her panties. Each time I swept my fingers over her pussy she’d moan softly. Tiffany began to turn over and I thought I had done something wrong. “Could you massage my hips as well, I guess they took some of the impact” she said now lying on her back. “No problem” I said continuing. “You know Chris, why don’t you come up on the bed with me; I don’t want you in that awkward position”. I got on bed and moved over her hips while on my knees. I was straddling her thighs while massaging her hips and I knew I was beginning to harden but I didn’t realize that I was sporting a full hardon until I noticed Tiffany staring and smiling at my crotch. I just pretended that I didn’t notice and continued on with the massage. Obviously both Tiffany and I wanted to get it on, but I guess she got tired of the teasing and placed both of her hands on my crotch noticeably groping my package. Then without warning she started undoing my belt all the while staring straight into my eyes. She began to sit up coming close to me and kissed me passionately on the lips. “What about your husband” I said having second doubts, not to mention I was about to cheat on my own significant other. “He hasn’t touched me in 4 years, I really don’t care anymore” she said reaching into my pants and pulling out my cock. Her eyes widened as she gazed at my member in her tiny hands. “Oh my, you’re quite large” she said beginning to stroke my cock. “Thanks” I said laughing. “Honestly Chris I don’t know if I’ll be able to accommodate you, this is the biggest penis I’ve ever seen”. “Don’t worry, just let me do all the work” I said as I grabbed her dress and pulled it off of her. I pulled off my shirt and watched she melted looking at my torso. I was no model but I was in pretty good shape. I pushed her back to lie down on her back and I took off her panties. I bent down and began my oral assault on her pussy. I started with long licks up and down her slit before sucking on her clit. I quickly brought her to orgasm “Oh fuck yea, suck on that clit” she said while thrashing. I quickly took off my pants and underwear. I mounted her positioning my cock at the entrance to her pussy. I rubbed my member on her hole. “Ooooh that feels good” she said and I hadn’t even begun yet. I started to push into her feeling her lips opening around the head of my cock. She was extremely tight, which wasn’t surprising considering she hadn’t had sex in 4 years. “Oh my god, that thing is huge”, she said wrapping her legs around me. I continued to push into her stretching her pussy. She was moaning in ecstasy and pain as she took my cock into the depths of her pussy. I hit the back of her vagina and surprisingly I had only gotten 5 inches inside of her. I guess she was partially right when she said she couldn’t accommodate me. Out of nowhere she started having spasms as she dug her nails into my back. I knew she was cumming on my cock and we had barley started. “I think that was the best orgasm I’ve ever had” she said as regained control of her body. “For now” I said as I pulled out and thrust my cock into her fairly hard. “Oh god” she cried out and bit my shoulder. I reached back and pulled one of her legs up in front of my shoulder so I could get more depth to fit my entire length in her. It worked like a charm and began plowing balls deep into this little milf. “Yes!, yes!, yes!” she was screaming loudly and felt her cum again as she shuddered on my cock and drenched my balls even more. I kept up my pace until I was ready cum and shoved my cock into her as far as it could go and released a flood of my sperm into her womb. I grunted as I continued to cum. “Oh fuck yea, shoot it into me” she said feeling my essence fill her up. “That was amazing” she said softly. I dismounted her and pulled my cock out her pussy and lay beside her. “yea, I can’t believe your husband hasn’t had sex with you in 4 years, if you were my wife I’d fuck you every day” I said basking in our after sex. “It’s fine even if he could get it up, there’s not really much to get up” she said holding up two fingers spaced about 3 inches apart. “Oh, that explains it” I said with a laugh. “Yea, but I don’t think anything can compare to this” she said grasping my cock in her tiny hand. She sat up and got on her knees. “Let me see if I can get this monster into my mouth” she said as she bent her head down. She put her lips to my cock head as if to kiss it then she forced herself down. I groaned feeling my cock slide past her lips into her warm, wet mouth. She could only get about 2 or 3 inches in, I’m guessing it was because she was only used to her husband. It still felt good though. “Mmmm”, she hummed going up and down on my dick. I could feel her tongue lapping at the underside of my shaft as she tried to take me deeper. Then just as she was getting into a rhythm sucking my dick her doorbell rang. “Who could that be” she said pulling off my member. “Stay right here, I’ll be back” she said kissing me. She put her robe on, wiped her mouth, and headed down stairs. I couldn’t hear much only barely audible voices. I didn’t think much of it until I heard two sets of footsteps coming upstairs. I didn’t know what to do and then I saw Tiffany walk back in the room. She was smiling mischievously. “Chris, I’d like you to meet an old friend, though I think you’ve already met” she said as Ashley entered the room. “Hey baby nice to see you again” Ashley said smiling. Too be continued……. |
The Stranger: Part 3 "No, there - there's no way," Lily sputtered. "My family... I have a family! They'll wonder where I'm at, and they'll call the police... they'll find me. They WILL find me!" "Lily, dear. I'm afraid that's already been taken care of," Nicolae said smoothly. "What?" "If I'm correct, your family is at St. Mary's funeral home right now, mourning your death. You were thrown into a river and forensics couldn't find a body. At least, that's what the police report says." He turned and focused his eyes on hers now, and his solemn expression morphed into a cocky smirk. "Lily, to put it simply - " His gaze burned holes through her eyes as he finished. " - you don't exist." She felt the stinging of tears in her eyes as she crumpled to the ground. Her knees buckled and hit the cold tile, sending a wave of sharp pain up her legs. But she didn't care. "HOW COULD YOU," she screamed at him as rage overtook her entire body. "HOW? I THOUGHT I COULD TRUST YOU!" "You CAN trust me," Nicolae responded. "All you have to do... is obey. If you do that, I'll never hurt you. Never. You have my word on that." "NO," Lily shrieked in response. At this, she grabbed a glass sitting on the nearby counter and hurled it at him with all the strength she could muster. Nicolae dodged it, barely, and it crashed into the wall behind him, shattering. Glass flew everywhere, and a shard flew past Nicolae's face. It grazed his cheek and left behind a thin cut where the glass had touched him. "AUGHHHHH!" He roared as he reached up and touched his cheek. When he pulled his hand away, his fingertips were wet with blood. Lily watched, frozen, as his face twisted into an angry and irritated scowl. Realizing what she'd done and how angry she made him, she turned on her heels and sprinted out of the room and down the hallway. Knowing he was much faster, Nicolae caught her with ease. He grabbed her waist with both of his hands and yanked her back, a loud yelp escaping her lips. "Put. Me. DOWN!" Lily shrieked as he lifted her off the floor and hoisted her body over his shoulder. She kicked and punched, desperate to get free from his grasp, but he was much sturdier than she was, making it impossible. "Absolutely not. You've been very, VERY naughty and I plan to give you the punishment you deserve," Nicolae grunted. He carried her into the bedroom and threw her down hard onto the bed. "STAY," he instructed, "Or I'll make sure you'll regret it." Lily scrambled to sit upright on the bed. Shuddering, she huddled in a corner up against the wall and grabbed at the comforter at an attempt to cover herself. Nicolae scoffed at her actions. "Too late for that, isn't it?" He said, smiling slyly. He strode to the closet and opened the doors swiftly. Lily watched him as he felt for the top shelf and pulled down... rope. Coiling it over his hand, he shut the closet doors and walked slowly towards Lily, whose eyes widened in fear and anticipation as she saw what he held. "Hold still," he said, yanking the covers out of her hands and leaving her exposed. "I'm going to position you just how I want you. If you resist, I'll make sure you pay for it later." He put his hands around Lily's waist and lifted her into the center of the bed. Placing one hand on her chest and giving a slight nudge, he pushed her down and onto her back. "Stay," he reminded her. He spread her arms and legs apart so that they reached each corner of the mattress. Using the rope, he tied her hands and feet to rings that had been planted in the bed - protruding from the four corners specifically for this purpose. Lily was fully exposed now. She struggled a bit, testing her restraints in protest, but it just gave Nicolae more pleasure with what he had done. He smiled at his work and began to stride out of the room when Lily cried out. "Wait! You can't just leave me here like this," she protested. It wasn't that she wanted him with her in the room, but she felt too vulnerable to enjoy her time alone. "Of course I can," Nicolae said quietly as he wandered back to the side of the bed. He placed a hand on her breast and squeezed gently. His other hand slid softly down her stomach. She groaned slightly and the ropes tightened, straining. She clenched her feet as his finger found her entrance. He teased her, stroking her clit and gliding his fingertip around her opening. Lily moaned loudly in protest when he suddenly stopped. Nicolae smirked. "We'll finish this later, pet... later." ---------- Nicolae had left the apartment for business matters. He was only gone for a few hours, and when he returned he was surprised to find Lily asleep where he had left her. He padded to the bathroom, where he removed his clothing and replaced his business attire with a pair of tight, black underwear-like shorts. When he walked back into the bedroom, he stopped and stared. He had never taken the time to see Lily sleep before. She was stunning. Even spread out in front of him, she looked like a goddess. Nicolae was fully aroused now. He walked silently over to Lily, examining her. He placed his fingertips just beneath her breasts and began caressing up and down her stomach to wake her. Lily was awoken to him standing above her with his fingertips exploring her lower chest. She arched her back slightly in pleasure and reaction to his touch. "Finally awake..." Nicolae trailed off. "It's time to finish what we started." "Mmmh," Lily began to moan, but it was silenced when Nicolae pressed his lips roughly against hers in a hot kiss. He placed one knee on the bed, lifted his other leg over Lily, and mounted her hips. "Hh - uhhhh," Lily exhaled as Nicolae placed his lips on her neck, just below her ear. He continued kissing her softly, leaving love bites where his mouth touched her. He stopped at her collarbone and received a groan from the back of her throat. He reached above her head to her hands and then to her feet, pulling the ropes back through the rings and releasing her from her bound position. Lily began to sit up, but was immediately pushed back down by Nicolae. He held her hands above her head, pressing them down and holding her in place. His mouth moved to her breasts. He licked, flicking his tongue over her suddenly erect nipples, and finished by sucking on them, placing his whole mouth over her nipples and tugging slightly. When he was done with her chest, Lily hoped for him to keep exploring, but instead he grabbed her waist and flipped her over onto her stomach. He lifted her ass up and slid his legs underneath her stomach so that she was bent over his lap. He began to slide his hand over her soft cheeks, rubbing them and giving an occasional squeeze. Then, out of nowhere, he lifted his hand and slapped her ass, creating a loud smack and leaving a pink handprint. Lily thrust her hips up into the air in surprise and pleasure from the sudden pain. She breathed in sharply as Nicolae grabbed one of her cheeks, groping it hard just above the back of her upper thigh. It pulled her pussy's lips apart, and she and Nicolae realized together that she was dripping wet as the cool air reached the walls of her entrance, making her shudder. Lily moaned louder, and Nicolae moved his other hand to her ass, groping her with both of them. He lifted his thumbs inward and pressed on the outside of her pussy, rubbing gently. By now he had learned all of her sensitive spots on every inch of her body, and she knew it. Lily never stood a chance against the pleasure he could give her. He continued to massage her outer walls, occasionally reaching up and caressing her clit with his fingertips. Lily was bucking her hips now, trying desperately to get away from his addictive touch, but she knew she was helplessly intoxicated by it. Her pussy was dripping with her juices now. She was ready for Nicolae. He grasped her waist with both hands and pulled her upwards onto her hands and knees so that she was on all fours like a dog. Still teasing her, he trailed his finger all around her wet, tight hole. Lily gasped as he inserted a long finger into her. Her pussy clenched around it as he thrusted - slowly at first, but he was picking up speed. With his finger pumping inside of her, she began to pant as he repeatedly found her g-spot. Nicolae slowly retracted his finger, sure to make Lily savor every moment of it inside her. He reached up to her hair and pulled it, forcing her head back. She instinctively opened her mouth, and when she did he pushed his finger inside, forcing her to taste herself. When she was done, he waited a few seconds before moving again at all. Impatiently, Lily groaned, begging for more. Just as she was about to turn around and look at him, she felt two rough hands grab her bare ass and pull her cheeks apart, fully exposing her pink pussy. Soon after, his tongue attacked her cunt, swirling around her clit and thrusting into her tight hole, making her gasp. He devoured her juices, savoring every drop of her sweet fluid. She was arching her back and bucking her hips at his touch. It was driving her insane. She was his. He owned her, and he loved it. She would never leave him. Nikolae reached up once more to her face, forcing her to taste herself again. After his finger was clean, he readjusted Lily's position - this time he kept her ass up in the air, but pushed her shoulders downwards so that her chest was touching the bedcovers. Lily felt the bed move as Nicolae slid off of it and stood on the floor. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw him remove his shorts. When he did, his cock sprung out, fully erect. At nine inches, it was a bit hard for her to take, but she loved it. She sighed, wanting it inside of her, and in response she heard Nikolae chuckle softly. He knew she was watching, and it aroused him, making him grow harder. He moved back onto the bed and positioned himself behind her at her entrance, ready. He could feel the wetness of her juices on the tip of his cock. "How much do you want me?" "I want you... inside me... NOW," Lily answered, and for the first time, she meant it with complete certainty. "And, again, what is it that you want?" "I want you... to fuck me... hard," she replied. When he did nothing in response, she screamed out of her building anticipation for the feeling of him inside her. "FUCK ME!" This time, at her command, he thrust hard and fast into her, making her scream. "Nikolae," she moaned, "faster... ohhh," as he reached her g-spot. She could feel his cock throbbing inside of her, rock hard as he pounded her relentlessly. He pulled out briefly and flipped her over onto her back; her legs spread apart, displaying her tight cunt. He slid his cock back into her, pounding her, his balls slamming into her ass with each thrust. Nikolae came and emptied his hot, thick load into her as he pumped his cock in and out of her hot cunt. She screamed in a mixture of pleasure and pain. Every inch of her was shaking as she took him inside of her. Again, her back arched, out of control as she clenched the sheets, clawing them with her nails. "I think... Nikolae... NIKOLAE," she screamed as he kept thrusting. "I'M... I'M - I'M GONNA -" Lily's orgasm shook her entire body, making her quiver with pure pleasure. She'd never had an orgasm like that before. Even though she had just lost her virginity two days ago, she knew this orgasm felt different - better. "...CUM!" Lily screamed as she rode out the orgasm while Nikolae was still inside her. When he pulled out, he was covered in a combination of both of their juices. "Fuck, Lily," He panted. "Holy... holy shit." He stepped off of the bed and stood there for a moment, looking at her and breathing heavily as he tried to catch his breath. He took her hand and led her across the room to where the bathroom was. "Come on, Lily," he said with a hint of seductiveness. "Let's go clean up." ---------- Hey, thanks for reading! I just wanted to say that I'm not the original author of the first two stories (The Stranger and The Stranger: Part 2), but I read them both a long while ago and I know we've all waited a long time for part 3 and it hasn't arrived, so... I made a third part for those who were interested! I'll probably make a part 4 as well, but like the original author I don't have a lot of time to write, so it might be a while. But I promise that I'll try as hard as I can to write more! Until next time ;) |
Barnes & Noble Girl Part IV Sandra was still thinking through her plan when Jenny walked back into the room. She walked passed her and went into the kitchen. Sandra knew she could tell Jenny her story but she didn’t really know how to react to the story she had heard. She decided to be honest and tell her she liked everything about her story. Jenny sat down next to her; she had grabbed a bottle of water and a plate of cut up fruit. She awkwardly opened the bottle and drank it as Sandra politely waited for her. Sandra decided to break the silence, “I loved your story.” She said with a smile on her face. “What did you like about it?” Jenny asked. Sandra was not expecting such a question. “Well everything.” She replied not knowing what to say. “Come on, be detailed and don’t be shy.” Jenny said excitedly. “Well I liked your experience, having a threesome I mean, and um how you described Cassie and Patrick, and his penis.” Sandra replied shyly. She thought she was off the hook but she realized she was wrong when jenny asked “and?” “And the part where Cassie and later on you, spreading your butt cheeks when you deep throated Patrick was a turn on.” Her cheeks were getting red and she was finding it hard to make eye contact with Jenny. “I know what you mean, since then every time I um masturbate I sit on my knees and rub myself with one hand and spread my cheek with other but it’s really hard.” Jenny said. Sandra didn’t know what to say to that. She had not told Jenny the entire truth, picturing Jenny spreading herself as she deep throated a big cock was actually what had turned her on more than the rest of her story. Jenny seemed to be excited about telling Sandra her little sexual secrets. There was a moment of silence before Sandra decided she wanted to tell her friend about all that had happened to her over the past few days. “Hey Jenny, so since you told me a personal story I’m gonna tell you one, what do you say?” Sandra asked causing Jenny to smile excitedly. “Ok.” Jenny replied not being able to hide her big smile. Sandra didn’t know how to start. She had thought of telling her story but had never actually had to say anything. She was having a hard time finding the right words, and wasn’t even sure where to start. “Well a few days ago I got an email from someone named Edward, and at first I thought it was spam but when I read it, it was not a spam. The email was asking me if I wanted to be introduced to a new sexual world I should reply.” Sandra paused, studying every emotion in Jenny’s face so she can stop if Jenny seemed even a bit judgmental. But Jenny was far from any negative emotions, or at least that’s what showed on her face. She seemed excited, holding a pillow and squeezing it while listening to Sandra. “I replied and the person replied by saying that my identity will be kept secret and I can stop at any point and that I would be introduced to sexual fantasies. I can’t lie, that did sound exciting. The person, I mean Edward replied with simple and direct instructions of me going to a club.” She continued. “I don’t know how he knew me, or even knew where I lived which is kinda scary when you think about it but I was, I don’t know, bored, or needed some excitement in my life, and I decided to go. Instruction in the email had told me to go to a club and order a vodka drink. After getting to the club I realized it was a gay club and at first I thought someone was messing with me. The bartender gave me the vodka drink I had ordered and an envelope that he had placed under my drink. There was a note in the envelope telling me to go to the last restroom and wait. I was a bit afraid, it seemed kinda dark and dirty in there but I managed to do as I was told. I noticed a hole in the wood wall that separated the restrooms; it was covered with a curtain on the other side. I knew what it was, I sat down and waited. After a few seconds I noticed someone was on the other side of the wall. I saw the curtain removed and a, um, very large penis was passed through the hole.” She noticed her cheeks getting warm and looked at Jenny to study her reactions again. Jenny’s eyes were wide open and the smile had not left her face. “And?” she asked to make Sandra hurry and continue. “Well I gave him a blow job.” Sandra replied shyly. “Oh come on, you gotta give more details when you tell sex stories!” Jenny said impatiently. Sandra didn’t know how much detail she could give because she was too shy to share everything but she tried to satisfy Jenny. “His penis was big” she continued. “Cock” Jenny interrupted her. “Come one, we’re both old enough to call it that, besides I like the word ‘cock’ it turns me on.” She winked. Sandra didn’t know what to do, it was harder to casually use that word but she didn’t want to disappoint her. “His um cock was big, I mean the biggest I’ve ever seen. I couldn’t reach around its thickness with my hand, I slowly massaged it and started to suck it but I could hardly take it, I don’t know who was behind that wall, I mean for all I know it could be a gay guy thinking I’m another man but for some reason I didn’t really care, I was just so turned on, I felt so naughty for doing something so taboo. The fact that I had managed to come to a random place just to please someone was the riskiest thing I had ever done in my life and I was loving every second of it. I wanted to give him the best blowjob I had ever given. I drooled all over his cock and tried my best to take it deeper. I got on my knees and sucked him and deep throated him until my throat started to loosen up and tried harder, I was gagging and choking and now that I think about it I’m pretty sure whoever else was in that bathroom could easily hear me . I took it out and looked at it, it was the biggest and thickest penis, I mean cock and it was covered in my saliva, I tried my best and pushed It’s head passed a tight part of my throat and I had managed to swallow more than half of it, I slowly pushed my head and swallowed more. I could feel the pulse in his cock. I knew I had all of his cock in my throat when I felt his balls touch my chin.” She was finding it easier to use to word “cock” and that had given her a little more courage to be more graphic. She could see Jenny breathing heavily and knew she had turned her on with her story. She continued, “Just like you I felt proud of being able to overcome his gigantic cock. I sucked him and swallowed him, I held on to my hills and kept deep throating him as tears ran down my face till he came in my throat. I swallowed as much as I could and when I took him out of my throat I could feel the gap it had left behind. It was amazing, his cock looked rugged and his head still had some cum left on it and I proudly licked and cleaned his cock for him.” Jenny was slowly grinding herself against the pillow and it seemed as if she was not trying to hide it from Sandra anymore. Sandra had noticed it too but she did not care as much as she thought she would. It took a minute for Jenny to realize story had finished, she was sitting there and rubbing herself against the pillow and breathing heavily. “Oh my god, I love rugged cocks too, wish there was one here right now.” She looked at Sandra for confirmation. Sandra didn’t know what to say, “Yeah that would be nice.” She replied a bit awkwardly. Sandra was awaiting the flood of questions that were about to come towards her. “Has he emailed you today?” Jenna asked eagerly. Sandra was surprised by her question, she was expecting Jenny to question her decision to trust an email and risk her life by going out but Jenny did not seem to judge her decision and that had relaxed her a bit. It was after Jenny’s question that she had realized she had not checked her email at all day. She reached for her phone on the table and looked through her email. “Actually I have two unread emails.” Sandra told Jenny. “Open them!” she quickly replied. “Hi I hope you enjoyed the fantasy I had prepared for you yesterday. The boys were very happy with you as well. Regards.” She didn’t read the email out loud and she was glad she hadn’t. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to share her last night experience along with her other story so she quickly looked to the newer email. “Hello, I have prepared another fantasy for you and if you are interested I will send you further information tomorrow. Regard.” She read this one to Jenny. The content of the email seemed to have disappointed her but she kept asking her about it. “What do you think it is?” Jenny asked. “I don’t know, he didn’t say” Sandra replied casually. “Wish he had something planned for tonight.” she said dissatisfied. Sandra didn’t know what Jenny meant by that. She could not take Jenny with her if there was something planned but she thought maybe Jenna felt as if she was part of it but that did not bother Sandra. “Wait” Jenna got up and walked to her room in a hurry. Sandra could hear she was shuffling stuff around. Sandra got up and walked to Jenny’s bedroom. Jenny had taken out a box out of her closet. “Here it is” Jenny said happily. In her hand there was a rather large cream colored dildo, wobbling around as she moved it. It looked very real and she could see veins covering its shaft with a pair of big testicles at the very base of it. “What is this?” Sandra asked in awe. “It’s a rugged cock, just like you like it.” She burst in laughing. Jenny handed her the plastic penis, it felt heavy and its texture felt more realistic than she had imagined. It was almost as big as her arm. Sandra was still examining the dildo when Jenny grabbed it from her hands and told her to get out of the room for a minute. She did and waited outside. Shuffling noise started again till she heard jenny calling her back into the room. Sandra was shocked by what she was seeing. Jenny was fully naked on her knees facing her mirror. The dildo was attached to the mirror facing her and Jenny had her hands on her buttocks as she looked over her shoulder to face Sandra. “Oh my god.” Sandra squealed as she turned around in embarrassment unable to look at her friend’s naked body. “Oh come on, don’t you wanna see how it looked when I sucked Patrick?” Jenna tried to convince her to turn around. Sandra didn’t know what to say. She was not a lesbian, she could appreciate the sexuality of female body but never on its own, it was always in the process of a heterosexual act. She did enjoy the scenery and that made her slowly turn around, she was a bit shy about making eye contact with Jenny but she managed to look at her. She didn’t say anything and Jenna did not wait for her to say anything. Jenny’s body was very sexy she thought to herself. She had the ultimate feminine body with large breasts and even larger buttocks that looked like round, soft globes that jiggled with her body movement. Jenny gave the fake penis a few licks before she started to suck on its tip but quickly she was chocking herself with her large dildo. Sandra watched Jenny in awe as her gagging and chocking noises echoed in the bedroom. She noticed Jenny’s hand starting to grab and squeeze her butt cheeks and spreading them. The view was as attractive as she had imagined. Jenny’s breasts were hitting the mirror and her eyes were rolled to the back of her head as she seemed to enjoy deep throating the large manhood. Jenny was right, Sandra could see everything as she would spread her buttocks; she seemed to brutally squeeze and spread them, stretching her sphincter as she spread herself. That wasn’t the only way Jenny was rough on herself, she could not swallow the entire giant dildo but that did not seem to stop her from slamming it to the back of her throat with every back and forth movement. Sandra caught herself breathing heavily as she watched Jenny; Her hand almost uncontrollably reaching for her own wetness. She rubbed herself from over her pants, she knew she was soaking wet and she could feel it. She pushed on her clit and sent a shiver throughout her body. When she opened her eyes she noticed Jenny’s eyes locked on hers. She felt embarrassed but continued to look at what her friend was doing. Jenny closed her eyes to enjoy her dildo. Sandra slowly walked closer to Jenny and sat right behind her staring at Jenny’s ass. She could now see how wet jenny was without even touching herself. Jenny slowly got up on her knees and arched her back, still spreading her cheeks to give Sandra the best view of her holes. Sandra could reach and feel how wet her friend had gotten but could not get herself to do such a bold move. Jenny was digging her nails into her buttocks and spreading them, showing Sandra that the show was in fact for her. Sandra had her hand between her legs, rubbing herself gently as she sat on her knees. Heavy breathes and gagging noise echoed, Sandra had gotten louder but she did not care anymore. In her disappointment Jenny let go of her buttocks and reached between her legs, her fingers pressing but not quiet entering her wet hole. Sandra had realized there was something about her friend spreading herself that turned her on but she didn’t know how to tell her. Jenny seemed to have forgotten about everything and was closing on an orgasm. Sandra finally got on her knees, reluctantly closing on her friend. Jenny only noticed her when she was next to her. Sandra watched her as she swallowed the entire dildo over and over while she drooled over herself. Jenny noticed Sandra turning around. Sandra was still not sure about what she was about to do. She sat on her knees next to Jenny but in opposing direction slowly reaching her left hand over her back gently feeling her right buttock, with her right hand she softly felt Jenny’s left buttock, her hands shaking and her heart was beating so hard she could feel the pounding in her chest. Jenny’s skin felt soft and warm, her cheeks, pale and soft, were almost mesmerizing. Jenny let out a loud moan in pleasure as Sandra slowly squeezed her butt. Sandra had never touched anyone like that, she never thought she could even enjoy such thing but now she knew for whatever reason she was turned on more than ever. With her new found courage she slowly spread her cheeks leaning forward to get a better view of her. She could see Jenny’s hands hard at work rubbing herself. She let go of Jenny’s buttocks and firmly grabbed them back, this time spreading harder, her brown hole almost gaping from the force. Jenny was loving it and that was driving Sandra to do more. It was almost involuntarily when she smacked her right cheek. The sound of her hand slamming against Jenny’s body echoed around the room. Jenny squealed and paused for a second. Sandra had just realized what she had done and froze. “harder” she heard Jenny whisper from next to her. She was too embarrassed to do it again and awkwardly tried again. “harder” she heard again. With a little more courage she tried her other cheek, Jenny squealing with every blow. Sandra was enjoying the spanking more than she thought she would; a wave running through her buttocks with every hit and her cheeks turning to round bright red spheres. From the noise she knew Jenny had gone back to deepthroating her dildo. “You like getting spanked, don’t you?” she heard herself talk. She did not know why she was engaging in a conversation with her friend as she felt uncomfortable in her own skin. “mhm” Jenny replied without taking the dildo out of her mouth. She gave her another blow but started to feel out of place. “You like to spank me, don’t you?” She heard, Jenna sounding out of breath. Sandra did not know how to reply. “Come one spank me again, I know you like my ass.” Jenna continued as Sandra spanked her again. “You like big asses don’t you? You like spreading my ass cheeks? You like looking at my ass hole? Yeah?” Sandra knew she didn’t need to reply. Jenny was enjoying her own fantasy and she was happy to help her besides Jenny’s dirty talk was turning her on. She gave her another blow and another. “Yes, spank me, spank my big ass; spread my ass, YEAHH.” Jenny screamed as she had managed to give herself and orgasm. Sandra waited, her friend’s buttocks still in her hands, while Jenny caught her breath. “Oh my god, that was the best.” Jenny said breathing heavily. Sandra let go of her but before she could turn to face her Jenny gave her a kiss on the cheek and got up to go to the restroom. Jenny’s butt was red from the spanking she had just received and she looked quite sexy as she walked away. Once Jenny was in the restroom Sandra got up and walked to the living room, gathering her stuff to leave. She felt anxious and light headed. She felt as if she had done something wrong. The person she had just engaged in a sexual act wasn’t someone random or anonymous; she was a friend, a co worker who she knew. She wanted to walk out of the apartment but decided to wait till Jenny was back. Her heart was beating fast and thoughts were running wild in her head. Jenny finally walked back with a towel wrapped around her body. Sandra quickly said goodbye, hardly making eye contact with her friends. “You leaving?” Jenna asked surprisingly. “Yes I have to get up early tomorrow.” Sandra replied with a shaky voice as she opened the door. “Ok goodnight.” Jenny said sounding confused. By the time Sandra said goodnight back to her friend she was halfway in the hallway walking towards her car. She could hardly breathe as she got to her car. This was bad she thought to herself. There was one other person who knew everything about her secret and she had done so much she hadn’t done with anyone before. She didn’t remember how she had gotten home. She was so upset she had spent the entire drive thinking and rethinking different scenarios where everything could go wrong. Jenny could tell someone about her secret or even worse, tell them about what they did. She unlocked her apartment door and walked in. Her anxious feeling kept her from feeling sleepy. She took a warm shower and tried to stop thinking about what she had done. The water was hot and felt amazing against her skin. After the shower she wrapped herself with towels and got under her blankets. She was asleep before she knew it. The next day she didn’t have to work. She spent most of the day cleaning her apartment and watch TV. Images from last night would occasionally visit her but she was not upset about them anymore. She knew she had nothing to worry about. Jenny was a good friend but her actions from last night had perhaps surprised Sandra. Even her own actions had stunned her. She had never thought she could find another woman sexually arousing and at the least she knew she was a butt woman. The name “butt woman” made her laugh inside, almost feeling manly in a cliché way. The fact that she had not been able to pleasure herself frustrated her but she was happy she had experienced everything she had last night. She was already day dreaming about what she could have done more was she a little more daring. She didn’t know why but she liked being rough to Jenny; her curvy body seemed to be able to take pain. She was bored of watching TV and she had grabbed her laptop when she realized she had a few new emails. There was an email from Edward. She eagerly clicked on them to read the content. “Hi Sandra, This afternoon you will be attending a masquerade. The event is at 9120 W Memphis st @ 6 pm. Please dress in nothing but black and make sure you put on a mask of your choice. Hope I’ll get to meet you there. Edward.” She was surprised again. She knew there was a plan for tonight but the fact that there would be other people had frightened her. She knew she had nothing to worry about; she was not obligated to attend the party but the fact that there were other people around and there was a chance she could have been recognized worried her. She was also excited about the fact that Edward would be there. She wanted to know who he was, whether he was old or young, or even a man or a woman. She got up excited and walked to her closet in search of a black dress. She didn’t have a hard time finding a black dress, she had several choices and she chose a tight bodycon strapless dress that pushed her breasts up exposing her cleavage. She always liked this dress but its reviling features made it hard for her to be able to wear it in most occasions. For the mask she had to move a few boxes. She knew she had a few from all the hollowing costumes throughout the years. She finally found the box she stored most of her costumes in. there were a few masks but the only one that matched her outfit was a black cat woman mask that covered the top half of her face. The mask was completely black with firm solid cat ears poking from its top. She tried her mask on in front of the mirror, making sure it covered enough of her face to keep her identity safe. She had found her outfit for the party and she had a few hours to get ready. She wondered what this masquerade was for, maybe it was to introduce the members of their “social club” together or perhaps it was for them to find partners before retiring to the bedrooms. She smiled, exposing her white teeth; feeling naughty for thinking those thoughts. She was excited about her night. Her phone vibrated to indicate she had received a text message. She picked up her cell phone and noticed the text was from Jenny. “Hey, I hope everything is alright” the text said. “Yeah, I’m ok; sorry I was just a bit anxious. I’ve never done something like that” she replied. She was glad Jenny had decided to talk to her about it. She wanted everything to be normal between them. “Me neither, but I liked it ;)” Jenny had replied. She was about to text her back when she received another text. “Hope u did too.” “I did, A LOT” she replied again starting to feel embarrassed for expressing her liking of their actions. “What did you like about it?” Jenny questioned her. This time she was not sitting in front of her friend and she felt more comfortable being as detailed as she wanted to be and after last night Jenny and she had gotten much closer, consequently she felt capable of sharing everything with her. She sat on the corner of her couch in the living room and made sure she told her exactly how she felt in detail. “Well I think you’re very sexy. I love your body; you look curvy and have prefect breasts and ass. I think you look very feminine and I’m a bit jealous to tell you the truth.” She hit send but did not stop. “I loved it when you were sucking your dildo and spreading your cheeks, for some reason that turns me on a lot. Your ass felt so good in my hands and it’s so big.” She pressed send again. “To be more specific I love to watch your butthole when you play with yourself. When I was spanking you I was turning myself on. I love being rough to you.” She hit send and waited for Jenny’s response while reading her texts over and over. There was no taking it back. She didn’t know whether Jenny would be weirded out or not but from last night she was pretty sure she would enjoy her honesty. Her phone vibrated again. “wow” Jenny had replied. That was not the message she wanted to see. She didn’t know what she meant by that and started to doubt herself. She started to type again. “Is that weir…” and another text interrupted her. “I loved it when you held my ass cheeks and spread them apart, it’s the best feeling. Honestly what you did made me cum much faster than usual. I knew you were looking at my butthole. I started getting interested in anal when Cassie licked me there. It felt so good and I got fascinated by the idea of pleasing someone with my butthole or even the idea of something invading my butt turned me on a lot, it’s kinda taboo and sexy. Do you like anal too?” Sandra read the text over and over. She was happy Jenny had replied but didn’t know how to react to her text. She had thought of anal but the fact that it could be painful or messy had kept her from trying anything. But just like Jenny she fantasized about it. In her fantasies her imaginary man would hold her hair in the palm of his hand as he would push on her anal hole, without her consent, causing pain and pleasure, but she never knew how that would really feel. She imagined she would feel a sense of being full and that turned her on. She had left it to that. She had tried anal with her ex boyfriend once but before he could enter her, the pain had stopped them from trying any further. “I have never tried anal but I think about it too.” She replied. It was obvious that Jenny was really into this conversation by how fast she would reply to her text. “It takes a little practice but it’s the best feeling, I have never had anal sex but I always practice with my dildos and sometimes I can’t cum unless I have something in there. I can help you.” The last line made her cheeks red. She was embarrassed to say yes but she wanted to. “Ok” she replied while biting on her nails. She was worried and felt uneasy. Her phone vibrated and she gasped as she saw the picture message Jenny had sent her with the title “does this look good?” it was jenny with her back towards her mirror sitting on her knees. Her wide hips unable to fit in the frame. With one hand she was holding her cell phone and with the other she was spreading her cheek. A circular pink crystal piece that looked like jewelry was in her butt. She received another text. “It’s my butt plug” She couldn’t ignore how beautiful Jenny looked in that picture. “Wow you look sexy like that; that’s so hot.”She texted back. “Don’t worry I’ll get you one just like that. I’m gonna go to work, have fun tonight ;)” Jenny replied. Sandra quickly read her text and scrolled up to see the picture she had sent again. Something about all this made her so wet. Maybe it was the fact that she was having this kind of relationship with another woman or maybe because her friend was sharing a forbidden picture with her. She didn’t know for sure, she only knew between Jenny’s body, specially her butt, her own desire to be rough to Jenny, and her friends willingness to send her this picture, she had become sexually aroused. She put her hand inside her pajamas and touched herself through her underwear. She was very sensitive and her panties were soaking wet. She squeezed her crotch, pushing on her entrance trough her panties. She moaned in pleasure and desperately needed to release herself. She opened her eyes and it was past four. She had to start getting ready and knew she will probably be able to release herself tonight. After taking a shower, drying her hair and putting on her dress she sat in front of her mirror to do her makeup. She always paid attention to her eye makeup and took her time with it. When she was done her eyes had a shadowy look that would compliment her black mask when she would put it on. She decided to use her bright red lip stick and with that she was ready and after putting her hills on she took one last look at herself in the mirror. Her dress was tight and showed her curves perfectly. She had used her curling iron to give an elegant wavy look to her hair but she was not too sure about how it would work with her mask straps but she didn’t have much time to change it. Her black dress was shorter than she remembered and was covering her butt as long as she did not do any sudden movement or bend. She had chosen her black stiletto hills that held on to her ankles by a thin strap. She was enjoying looking at herself. It was fifteen minutes past five and she had to hurry. She sat in her SUV and punched in the address to her GPS. It was not far but she would still be late with traffic. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It was ten minutes past six and she still hadn’t gotten to her destination. Driving through the neighbor hood she noticed how big and glamorous houses in this neighborhood were. Some modern and some colonial, they all looked beautiful. She was a bit confused when she heard the soft voice of her GPS, telling her she had arrived at her destination. There was nothing on the narrow road she was on. On the left side trees had covered the entire area and were no houses and on the right side there was nothing but a wall that was covered with climbing vines. She noticed two cars in front of her at the end of the road as she approached them. A large gate was slowly opening by the time she stopped behind the cars waiting. She followed the cars into the gated area. Behind the wall was nothing but trees and there was no sight of a house as all three cars slowly drove through the road. When they were finally out of the trees she saw the house, or better yet the mansion. The ground was perfectly covered with trimmed grass that showed the hilly nature of the earth beneath it. A large fountain was directly in front of the mansion acting as a roundabout for approaching automobiles. A long line of cars were awaiting as several valets in red vests and black pants quickly ran around and to the guest cars and quickly drove their cars to the right side of the mansion. She was still looking at the scenery when she realized she had not put her mask on. In a hurry she slid her mask on but the rubber straps were wrapping her hair, she quickly decided to put her hair in a bun over her head. After putting her mask on she took a look at herself in the mirror. A few curly bunches of hair were hanging from over her ears and almost touched her shoulders but they looked as if they were deliberately and perfectly made to do so. She could not believe that it looked so much better than when she had taken so much time to do her hair. She smiled, excited about the event she was about to attend. The amount of people attending the masquerade had made her less anxious than the times she was alone when setting off to her adventures but she was also a bit disappointed knowing that she would perhaps not feel as comfortable since there are others around her. A masked valet approached her door as she slowly moved around the fountain and parked before the entrance of the mansion. He opened her door, properly waiting for her to get out. He extended his arm in sign to hold her hand and helped her out of the car. She stepped out and smiled, thanking him as she walked along side other guests to the white and gold marble stairs that led to mansion. She was checking other guests as she walked in; most guests were couples or at least were walking together as if they knew each other, there were even groups of people who had arrived together. She doubted this even was going to be like her other experiences. The marble floors continued into the mansion, gloving under yellow lights of a large chandler that laminated the room. She could hear the echo of a rather large public when she entered the building. A soft piano sound was coming from the hall that everyone was going to. She stopped in awe as she stood at the entrance of the hall. The marble was darker now almost brown and gold. The walls were white and large, thick half columns that were designed to look like huge trees were dividing them to equal sections. Half Columns would continue to the tall ceiling of the hall becoming branches of gigantic trees that covered the entire ceiling beautifully. Lamps in the shape of apples were hanging by long and short strings from the branches on top. She had never seen anything so beautifully done. The entire hall looked like a enchanted forest. Two large fire places were facing each other on both sides of the hall with beautiful thick furniture spread all over the room on top of beautiful rugs of different designs. She only noticed she was blocking other guessed when she felt someone softly touching her back, indicating she had to move. She realized and walked forward not knowing where she was going. Everyone seemed to have started to socialize between each other as maids and butlers in masks walked around with what seemed to be champagne or sparkling wine and treats, offering them to the guests. Butlers had dressed in classic short black jacket tuxedos and a bowtie while maids had dressed in French maid outfits that seemed rather like a sexy costume for Halloween. Their short dresses barely covered their butts showing garters that held their stockings in place as they walked around. She walked almost to the middle of the hall when she decided to stand by a piece of furniture. She felt out of place, like an uninvited guess, she didn’t know what to do with herself. “Champagne?” she heard from behind, almost making her jump. There was a maid standing near her, smiling as she was holding a tray filled with champagne glasses in one hand. She couldn’t help but notice her large breast, pushed together showing her cleavage. She softly whispered “sure” before the tray was moved towards her to pick her glass. She picked a glass, thanking the maid before taking a sip of her drink and cleared her throat as she started to look around the room more freely. On the wall sections between the tree columns there were large beautiful oil paintings of different animals, covering almost the entire wall, lionesses napping under hot African sun while the lion looked into distance; a tiger furiously attacking it’s pray jumping out of water, and a buck gloriously standing at the edge of a cliff were among many paintings. Guests had stopped walking into the hall and when two butlers shot the large wooden doors of the hall she knew perhaps everyone had arrived. She heard the clinking of something hitting a glass trying to get everyone’s attention as more guests joined and in a few seconds almost everyone was making the clinking noise. The hall quieted down awaiting a speech. “Thank you all for being here tonight for the celebration of our hundredth year.” He said trying to be loud but not yell. A few cheers and claps came from across the room. Sandra stood on her toes to be able to see the person who was speaking. She could hardly see him. He had gray hair and sounded old. “What if that’s Edward?” she thought to herself. “Let the next century be as exciting as the past century has been and with that I welcome you to our annual masquerade. Most of you have been to the previous events and some of you are new. My only advice to our new guests is, just know that you’re here to enjoy yourself and this event is for you. Thank You.” The older gentleman concluded. The crowd cheered and clinked their glasses and went back to socializing. She took another sip of her drink and stood there awkwardly. The guests smiled at her while passing. Some would node or say hi to her. She was feeling more comfortable as everyone seemed very friendly. She noticed a few people looking at her as if they knew she was new to this event from her body language. She moved trying to look relaxed and casual but elegant as she felt people scanning her from around the room. “Hi” a female guest had stopped by her. She was wearing a black dress that softly covered her body with thin straps holding to her shoulders. She was too wearing a bright red lipstick but her hair was blond and she seemed taller than Sandra. “Hi” she said as she smiled back at her. “I take it you’re new too, right?” she had a feminine voice, high pitch and perky. Sandra nodded back. “Doesn’t this place look great? I’m amazed by this mansion” she said as she looked around the hall, “Were you invited by George too?” she asked. Sandra shook her head to say no. The girl didn’t seem to be bothered by Sandra’s lack of words. “I feel awkward just standing by myself, what’s your name?” she asked. “Sandra” “My name is Rose, nice to meet you. What do you think this is all about? I did not think this is going to be like this based on the past experiences.” she smiled and widened her eyes, trying her best to show her excitement from behind her venetian red mask. Sandra knew Rose must have had experiences like hers. “How long have you been part of this?” she asked waiting for her answer. “Only a few days actually.” She responded almost nervously. “And you were invited to the masquerade?” she asked rhetorically and enviously. “This is my second year, I was not invited the first year because it was only for the special members, I wonder what you’ve done to be considered special.” She had a teasing tone to her voice but Sandra knew she didn’t mean it in a bad way. There was no judgment here; everyone had perhaps done what she had at the very least. Rose seemed to be more interested in talking than listening to her. “Well, let me tell you something, you are in for a treat, I mean the whole thing not just tonight, I have never been happier in my life. When I got the letter from George I thought someone was messing with me but I decided to give it a try. I remember my first assignment, I was so anxious I almost ran away.” She laughed as she told her the story .Sandra smiled but in the back of her head she thought it was funny that Rose was referring to her experience as assignment. She never felt she was obligated to do anything and that was one of the most important reasons she had felt comfortable enough to give it a try. She wondered what Rose had done on her first assignment and by the way it looked she was about to tell her but she was interrupted as a rather older gentleman walked up to them. He was balled and had a thick white beard. He was not tall but taller than Sandra and he seemed over weight but looked normal for a man his age. “How are you ladies?” he asked, they both nodded. He held Roses hand and gently kissed it causing her to smile. “Perhaps you should join me for the evening.” He told Rose, not asking but not ordering her either. He was not a dream man by any means but he sounded confident. “Have a good night.” Rose told Sandra as she walked with him to the end of the hall where at the end a small hallway just wide enough to put a car through would start. She felt uncanny to witness it but also glad he hadn’t asked her. Everyone was still enjoying their time but she had noticed quite a lot of people were going to the hallway at the end of the room. She scanned through the room again. There were people kissing here and there but nothing too outrages. Some were sitting on the couch and were passionately making out as some women were walking around kissing any man they wanted. A black man in a tuxedo was standing not far from her with two girls making out right in front of him. They seem to enjoy each other but it was clear they were doing it for him. She noticed his hands caressing their back and butts softly; A few people cheering them not so loudly. A woman was sitting on the couch as two men sat beside her. She was passionately making out with one as she pulled on the others neck tie. She stopped and turned her attention to the man on her other side and continued making out, this time with him. People were starting to gather around and tease each other, they seemed careless. She could hear laughs, moans, cheers all around her. She was feeling awkward again and didn’t know what to do. When she realized she couldn’t stand there all night she decided to walk to the halls. She passed by the black man who now had firmly grabbing each girls butt cheek in his hands as they were making out and moaning. She looked at him as she passed by and could see his eyes looking back at her. She looked away and walked to the end of the room and the beginning of the hallway. She could already see the doors on each side. Next to each door there were large rectangular windows with a one piece glass resembling the windows in police interrogation rooms. Some people had gathered by some of the windows and she decided to walk there and see what was going on. She walked past the first window, the first room was empty. Inside was a round shape bed covered with red silk bed sheets. The room was lid with a black chandelier. The walls were covered in a black and red wall paper that shone under the light. The room across the hall was also empty. This room was furnished the same way as the opposing room. The second window had a couple standing by it and since the window across had more than a few people in front of it she decided to go to the one with less people. She looked inside the similar room but this one had people in there. A woman was lying on her back with her legs wide open and her head hanging from the edge of the bed as two men where on top of her, one between her legs, hard at work, pounding her while the other was on to of her head pounding her mouth almost with the same intensity. Both men seemed extremely muscular with short hair cuts. The woman’s hands were holding on the butt cheeks of the man who was forcing his penis into her mouth. Both men were sweating but did not seem to slow down. She heard “let’s hear them” the man next to her whispered to the woman he was with. She pressed on a button next to the window and suddenly everyone could hear the people inside the room. It wasn’t loud but it was enough for the people by the window to hear everything. Everyone’s moaning sounds alongside the sound of the slamming of bodies was coming out of the speakers. The scene was amazing. There was an instant tingling feeling that ran through out her body. Her breathing had quickened but she was trying hard to keep quiet. The man between the woman’s legs grabbed her ankles and united her feet passing them to the man in front. The man in front held her feet and pulled them towards himself causing her pelvis to lift and help his partner to go deeper. The woman moaned as she sucked the thick manhood in her mouth. She could watch them all night but she was already wondering what was going on in the room with more people at its window. She walked across the hall and she could hardly see anything. She could somewhat hear the sounds that were coming out of the speaker. It sounded like someone was talking. “Come on, take it, all the way” She could hear a man’s voice. She slowly found the gap where she could squeeze through and as the men saw her they politely let her get in front as they had the height advantage to still be able to see while women stood in front. What was going on inside instantly turned her on. A woman on her knees, naked with only her hills and pink mask on, her hands cuffed behind her with a pair of hand cuffs that were also pink, and a man skinny and middle age standing in front of her was forcing her to take more of his penis in her mouth. The woman was obviously not capable of taking him all the way, he did not look very thick but he was long. He was rather rough and did not care that the woman was choking and gagging every time he forced his penis down her throat. He pushed his penis halfway inside, holding it there, the woman clearly not capable of breathing but he did not seem to care. She was trying to pull back but he had her hair in his hands holding her still. Her hands struggling out of control tying to get out of her cuffs. Her face was red and she gasped for air as the man pulled his cock out. He slapped her face and that made Sandra jump in shock. It was unexpected but somehow very arousing. Sandra bit her lower lip as she continued to watch them. “You’re going to take my cock balls deep by the time I’m done with you. Open your mouth!” he ordered her, she was breathing heavily and followed her order. “And pull your tongue out.” The man ordered again before starting to hit her in the face with his penis. He gathers all her hair in one hand again and pushed his cock in, hitting the back of her throat, the woman immediately seemed to gag. He held her in place and started to push her head down on his cock, he would let her go back a little before pushing further on his penis. She was drooling and excessive amount of saliva was running down her chin and on to her breasts. She was skinny and looked young, her breasts not bigger than a B size. He pushed his cock so deep that she almost had all of it in her mouth, he held her there. She was struggling but he would not let her go. She coughed and a large amount of thick saliva came out and onto his shaft and balls. “Yeah that’s it, good girl, you see it wasn’t so hard.” he let her go again. She gasped for air and went back to sucking him. He let go of her hair and this time it was her who would gag herself. She seemed to be as rough as the man. He stood there in a superman position, smiling in satisfaction as the woman held herself and almost reached his balls with her lips. Sandra heard a moan coming from next to her. The woman next to her was holding the edge of the window and watching them as she occasionally licked her lips. Sandra was enjoying it too. Submissive behavior was very sexy to her as was the dominatrix manners of the man. She found herself wondering what was going on in other rooms. She slowly turned around to leave but as she turned she saw a man who was standing behind the moaning woman next to her had his hand up her dress. She quickly realized what was going on with the woman and smiled at the man who was responsible for it. The next room didn’t have anyone in front of it. In fact not many people were in the halls and only a few people were still watching from outside. What she saw was interesting. A blond woman was on her knees and giving an older gentleman blow job. She recognized both of them. The woman was Rose and the man was the person who had walked away with her. His penis wasn’t so big and his big belly almost blocked him from seeing rose deep throating him, licking his rather large balls. Roses pale body was sexy. She had an hour glass body. She decided to press the button and hear what was going on. “You like sucking daddy’s cock don’t you?” the man was saying while moaning every time she deep throated him. “Yes daddy. I love your cock.” She sounded like a little girl. She had never thought it was sexy when women called their boyfriend or husbands “daddy” in fact she didn’t like it at all but in this case the man was much older than Rose and he could as well be her dad. She found herself not grossed out by the idea and kept watching them and the fact that no one else was there with her made her feel more comfortable. “What do you want daddy do to you?” he asked. “I want daddy to fuck me like his little slut” she replied sounding like a little girl again. “That’s my little girl” he picked her up with her hair like a bunny rabbit caught by its ears. She squealed and got up. She was taller than him and she had to slightly bend forward. He walked to the bed and she had to follow him with her hair in his hand. He let go of her and she got on her hands and knees on the edge of the bed. He spanked her and she jumped and squealed again. “Yes daddy, spank me, spank your little girl.” She arched her back and put her head on the bed looking over her shoulder. He hit her again and again. Her pale skin was now pink and it looked like it was starting to hurt from rose’s squeals. She was a big woman; she was neither fat nor skinny. Her legs were thick and her breasts were large enough to be considered big. The old man seemed to have heavy hands as every hit would cause a wave through her buttocks and legs while the smacking sound would echo in the room. “Are you getting wet for daddy?” he smiled and sounded satisfied. “mhm” was all rose replied with a sheepish look on her face. He positioned himself behind her, grabbing her buttocks and spread them as he pushed his cock in. She let out a moan and turned her head over her shoulder again to look at him again. He was heavy and would put most of his weight on her as he started pounding her. “Fuck…Me…Daddy.” She managed to say between every heavy pound. Sandra was enjoying this more than she thought. She was already horny from everything going on in her surroundings; being teased from last night all the way till now was making her get impatient. She decided to touch herself, slightly moving her tight dress up as she reached to feel her wet love hole. Her panties were so wet she was surprised at the touch of them. She watched the older man pound Rose. He put one hand on her butt crack and pushed his thumb in her brown hole, looking to see her reaction. “O Daddy, you want your daughter’s asshole?” she said while looking directly in his eyes. An expression of pain and pleasure was on her face as he pushed his thumb deeper and started to stretch her, Using his thumb as a hook to stretch her sphincter. Sandra found herself wishing she could see what was going on from a better angle. The older man let go of Roses buttock and pushed his other thumb into her already stretch anal hole. “Oh my god daddy you’re stretching me so much, it hurts daddy.” Rose closed her eyes, moaning in pain and pleasure. Sandra could only imagine what he was doing as she could not see much from outside. She wished she could walk in and stand next to him as he played with rose’s asshole, maybe even sit next to Rose facing the old man, spreading her ass cheeks for him. Imagining what she wanted to do had caused her rub her clitoris from over her panties and breathe heavily. She had forgotten about her dress and how short and tight it was. From behind her buttocks were halfway out, creating a beautiful view for the passing guests. The old man had slowed down his pounding and it seemed like he was now concentrating on Roses brown hole. He slowly pulled out his cock out of her wetness and adjusted her ass by pushing on her back to lower her butt. Sandra watched eagerly, wishing she had a better view. “Daddy is going to fuck your little asshole now.” He said almost out of breath. “O daddy no, it’s going to hurt daddy.” She was begging him no to do it but she wasn’t doing anything to stop him. From Roses facial expression Sandra knew he had started to push the head of his cock into her ass. Rose squeezed shot her eyes and opened her mouth as if she was about to scream but no sound came out of her mouth. She kept gasping for air. The old man pushed himself all the way in. Rose’s body was subconsciously moving forward to stop the pain and that only caused the old man to fall on her, pushing his cock as deep as it could go. The old man put his knees on the bed on each side of her as Rose kept her back arched, curling her toes in pain. This made Sandra be able to see what was going on better. Roses brown hole was tightly wrapped around his cock as his big balls rested on her love hole. The view was amazing and Sandra was sending shivers throughout her body, rubbing herself, moaning carelessly in the hallway. The old man had started to fuck Rose. It was obvious how much pressure and weight her body was under every time the old man would land another pounding to her pale body. Sandra was imagining all kinds of scenarios, involving herself with them. She wanted to be fucked like her; she wanted to be his little daughter that he anally molested. She closed her eyes and imagined herself in Rose’s place, thinking how it would feel to have a cock in her ass. She was more turned on by the idea of an invading cock than the physical sensation of the action. Rose had her head down, her fists tightly grabbing the red silk bed sheets as the old man slammed his heavy body against hers. Tiny droplets of sweat were appearing on his bald head as he sped his pace. “Ah daddy is cuming in your tight little ass, yesss.” The old man let out a groan and his body stiffened. Sandra felt her body stiffen too as she had made herself cum. When the old man pulled out his cock, Rose’s sphincter slowly closed down. The old man dropped down on her side. Sandra watched as a tear drop of his cum slowly appeared out of her anal hole, sliding down and mixing with her juices. Sandra loved everything about what she had seen and the orgasm that she had given herself but was growing more aroused and frustrated. She looked around and fixed her dress. She had an anxious feeling. She knew this kind of opportunity will not come along and she will never be able to be in a place with people who were so sexually open. She walked to the next room as she was running her plan in her head. The sound of people moaning, screaming in pleasure echoed through the hallway. She wanted to do something extreme tonight. Something she had never done. The next room seemed empty so she twisted the door knob and walked in. the room was quiet and felt warm. She put her drink on the side table and reached behind her dress and unzipped it reviling her tiny bra that barely covered the lower half of her breasts, squeezing them together. When the dress fell on the floor she was standing there with nothing but her black bra and her g-string panties that barely covered her carefully trimmed pubic hair. She put her dress on bed and walked back towards the door, opened it and walked out the door. There were still less than two dozen people in the hall and hallway. She felt butterfly in her stomach. It was the most daring thing she had ever done. Walking half naked, not caring who saw her, in fact she wanted everyone to see her, to lust after her. She wanted to walk back to the hall but she was too curious about what was going on in the other rooms. There was only one more pair of doors on each side before the hallway would divide in two in both directions. She tried the window next her room. What she saw shocked her. This was not what she expected. An older masculine man was pounding and slamming a much smaller younger boy. This was her first time witnessing gay sex. The man seemed rough as he would spank the young boy’s hairless buttocks. He seemed to have very large manhood, stretching the boy’s rectum while the boys genitals were dangling, semi hard under him. The man seemed very strong. He was on his feet, squatting down to push himself in the boy while pulling the boys short hair with one hand and simultaneously reaching around his head to push his fingers in his mouth, pulling on his lips with the other. Gay sex did not seem so arousing to her but she liked the fact that the bigger male was dominating the smaller male. She turned around in search of her own adventure. When she got to the end of the hall two men were walking past her. She froze and watched them as they scanned her over. They seemed as though they had already had a good time. Their outfits were messy and their neck ties were in their hands. Both men slowed down once they noticed her and stopped on each side of her. She felt nervous and her heart beat had quickened. Without saying a word both men started to feel her body; their hands reaching for her buttocks. They grabbed each soft globe in their hands, squeezing and pulling them. She was having a hard time standing still as both men would make her loose her balance on her hills. The man on her right reached for one of her breasts and after a few squeezes he pinched her nipple. She squealed and gasped. Her nipples were sensitive and being half naked had gotten them hard. She was a bit embarrassed and thrilled when a group of people walked past them, looking at the men feeling her body as she stood between them. It was a bit surprising when one of the men blind folded her with his neck tie while the other one used his neck tie to strap her hands behind her. She was getting worried but at the same time turned on while she waited for them to secure the knots. When they were done, they stood there, not touching her, perhaps admiring the view. A beautiful girl, in sexy revealing lingerie standing in front of them, blind folded, and her hands tied behind her back, helpless, out there to be used by anyone for their pleasure. The same thought was making Sandra wet. The fact that some guests were witnessing all this excited her even more. One of the men reached from behind and felt between her legs. She knew she was soaking wet. “She is so wet.” The man on her right whispered to the other. She felt a pair of hands her shoulders pushing her forward, making her walk. She could hear the sound of her hills echoing in the halls. The hands forced her to turn right and walked her further down the hallway. She had walked at least fifteen feet when same force that pushed her forward stopped her. She didn’t know exactly where she was but she knew she must have been still in the hallway. Then without saying a word she heard both men’s footsteps, walking away from her. They had left her in the middle of the hallway and now she was truly feeling helpless. A few times she heard a mixture of footsteps and laughter approaching but the sounds would fade into distance as they walked past her. No one was going to free her so she started to struggle to free a hand but the silk tie around her wrists had been tightly tied. She jumped when she felt a hand holding one of her arm pulling her. The person must have been bare footed or else she could hear him or her approach. She was taken through a door and suddenly she felt cold. She was anxious and a bit scared. She gasped as her face came in contact with the cold concrete wall. A rather strong hand holding her heard in place from behind. Her g-string was pulled down to her knees and she felt the head of his manhood rubbing against her wet lips. He was still holding to her head against the wall and his other hand on her side as he pushed himself all the way in her. Sandra gasped and moaned as he pushed the full length of his cock in her. He was thick and large. There was no time given to her body to adjust to the intruding organ. He started to pound her, hard. She squealed and let out short breaths. Sound of his body slamming against her buttocks echoed around her as her face was being pushed into the wall with every hit. She had no time to think and was just enjoying the cock in her love hole. He kept his speed and power for at least five minute when Sandra felt an orgasm approaching. The unknown man was strong and much bigger than her. Thoughts were running through her head. She was picturing him, and picturing the scene she was evolved in but every imagination was interrupted with a great sensation his cock was causing in her body. “I’m cumming.” She moaned. She wanted to let him know how good of a job he was doing. He did not seem to care and kept pounding as her body stiffened and she almost fell on her knees. She let out a loud and long moan and her knees bent, touching the wall causing her body to lower on his cock. The lower she went the harder every pound felt. A hand pulling on her hair made her squeal again and arch her back giving him the best position to go as deep as he wanted. He did not seem he was going to stop. He kept pounding, fucking her from behind as she stood bent over, her knees touching and her face pushed against the wall. She could feel her juice almost squirting out of her as his cock pumped her like a prefect sex machine. Her body had relaxed and now was just enjoying the shivers he was sending throughout her body. She had never been fucked like this before. It was almost ten minutes and he still kept going with the same pace he started. She could now hear him breath hard. She was closing on another orgasm and she felt he might be too as his cock felt larger inside her. “Keep going, keep fucking me, I love how you fuck me” she told him as he kept going and pounding. She knew she couldn’t last any longer. “You fuck me so good, yes, yes, YES!” her body stiffened again. She started to shake and convulse and violently gasped for air as she had her second orgasm in less than five minutes. She moaned again, making noises she had never made. She hummed and moaned like a dying doe, gently taking her last breath. This orgasm lasted much longer and her knees were completely giving up on her. He removed his cock from inside her and with a quick pull on her hair he had her on her knees as he started cumming. Her mouth was open as the first shot landed on her lips; she kept her mouth open wide as he kept squirting her prize, filling her mouth. A mouth full of semen and the echoing sounds of him groaning were the most satisfying things she had experienced all night. She waited as he hit his cock against her lower lip and shook off his last drop of cum. It felt warm and was almost dripping out of her mouth. She swallowed all of it but a drop had escaped her lips and was running down her chin. She felt a finger, bringing the loose drop back to her lips and she hungrily sucked the last drop off of his fingers. He reached around her and loosened the tie around her wrists but before she could break free she heard the clicking and slamming of the door. She reached and removed the blind fold and let her eyes adjust to the light of the florescent lamps. She was not in a room. It looked like it was an emergency stairway. She slowly got up on her feet, still feeling light headed she reached and felt between her legs. Her juice running down her legs she grabbed her wetness and softly squeezed. She was still very sensitive causing shivers run throughout her body. She was still in shock, not because she did not know the identity of the man who had invaded her body with his thick cock but because she had never experienced this rough, fast and continues pounding in her life. She could not help but smile while breathing heavily as he recovered from the fucking of her life. Once she was ready she pulled her panties up, took a deep breath and opened the door to walk back into the hallway. She didn’t know exactly where in the hallways she was but tried to walk back the same path that had gotten her there. She wanted to find the room she had left her dress in. there were no windows by the rooms in this section but she could hear some noises coming out of the rooms. She wondered if these rooms were different from the rooms that had windows and she was contemplating on to open one but she was afraid of interrupting guests. She was passing by another hallway when the spotted the bright lights of the hall room at the end of it. She realized were she was and quickly walked to the door of the room she had left her dress on. She opened the door and walked in only to notice other guests had already occupied the room. She gasped in embarrassment as the occupants paused to look at the intruder before a man told them to continue. She recognized them all. A black man standing on the bed naked as the two white girls were on their knees; one sucking on his large testicles as the other was bobbing her head back and forth in fast pace. She didn’t know what to do. She noticed his eyes scanning her again as he had done earlier. Staring right into her eyes she saw him moan and groan as he started to cum in the girl’s mouth. The girl slowed down and gently suckled on his head while he came. He looked down on her as she leaned back and opened her mouth to show his gift in her mouth. The other girl leaned towards her and kissed her on her lips. Drops of cum were leaking from the corner of their mouths as the first girl shared their prize with the second. The black man holding their heads in their hands as they passionately kissed and licked each other. The cum sharing of the two girls did not look too appealing to Sandra as she thought it was a bit gross but the black man’s large cock had gotten her attention. “Why don’t you join us?” she heard the black man say in a deep voice as he was still trying to catch is breathe. Sandra shook her head as she declined but quickly looked down in shame. She had never been with a black guy before. She was not racist but growing up white she was never close to African Americans, let alone date one or have sex with one. She slowly picked her dress and without making any more eye contact she walked out and closed the door behind her. She put on her dress outside the room and walked back to the hall room. There were a few people around but they were mostly butlers and maids who were cleaning up the area. She walked through the hall to the front door while looking around. Most guests had either left or were still in their rooms. It didn’t take long for the valet to bring her SUV and park in front of her. She turned around and took a last look at the beautiful mansion and realized she wasn’t too sure going home. After all this kind of opportunity would not come around for another year; but all good things had to come to an end, and she just had the best orgasm of her life and knew perhaps she would soon be introduced to more pleasure when Edward would contact her again. |
Another dreadfully long minute passed as I stared at the clock in the changing room. Being in my line of work, the working hours were from late at night to early in the morning. I was waiting for the clock to hit 5am for the shift to end. The gentleman's club was clearing out little by little as usual. I just finished getting changed into my normal clothes and headed out the back doors. When I got into my yellow mustang I felt more relaxed already. I loved my car and I could just drive around all day to nowhere... and everywhere. I sat in the parking lot while I waited for the morning dew to clear off my windshield. Just when I took a deep breath, I snapped back into reality. "omg, what am I doing?! I'm going to be late! " I said to myself, just remembering that I had a breakfast date this morning. Not really a date, but I was meeting an old friend, John, who I hadn't seen since high school. John was cute and single but had a child from another woman. I didn't see us having a serious relationship. But I did want to see him just because he was super cute and fit. I told myself that I'm only going to see him as an old friend, nothing more. To be honest, I had imagined what it would be like to feel his hands grab my firm and tender c-cup breasts. Then his hand sliding down to my slim waist slowly, gently griping on my hips. I wanted his toned manliness taking control of my small framed tanned asian body. Although my dad was American I took after my Asian mom as far as my height and my looks. I imagined John's hands gently squeezing my smooth athletic ass while passionately kissing my neck. I get shivers every time I think about it. I buckled my seat belt and I swerved out of the parking lot. The early morning was still dark and dreary and I nearly hit a light post in a rush to get home and take a shower before I went to see John. There weren't very many other cars on the streets. I drove over the speed limit, thinking about John taking me from behind aggressively while pulling my dark silky hair. I was getting wet. I had to calm myself down. Maybe I was getting too excited. I thought to myself, "remember now, this is not a date, we're just two friends meeting up." I let off the gas a little and took a breath. Eventually my mind couldn't help itself from imagining my 110 lbs tanned body being manhandled by sexy John. I thought about his lips sucking on my dark nipples. His tongue swirling around and then his teeth nibbling on my hardened nipples. An upcoming light turned yellow. I couldn't think straight at the time, my mind was everywhere. Do I hit the brakes? Do I speed up? I panicked, I stepped hard on the gas and ran through the intersection. I thought to myself, "Was the light yellow or red? Did I make it? I'm pretty sure I made it." I couldn't tell if my heart was racing because of my perverted thoughts about John or running a possibly red light. After I passed the intersection, I let off the gas and my car began to slightly slow down. Just then as I glanced at the rear view mirror my heart sunk. I saw those unmistakable red and blue flashing lights closing in from behind me. I pressed the brake pedal and pulled over to the shoulder coming to a complete stop. The cop car's blue and red flashing lights were the only thing lighting up the dark empty street I stopped at. I looked to my right and see a dark empty building lot. I look out my driver side window across the street and see another building lot, it seemed to be in the middle of reconstruction but just dark and empty at the moment. The police car pulled in right behind me. I sat still, upset at myself for being so stupid, knowing that I just received a couple speeding tickets not that long ago, and now again. The police officer got out of his car and approached my driver side window. I rolled the window down knowing I was doomed to getting a speeding ticket. "Another freaking ticket to pay off," I thought to myself, "effing speed limits." The officer looked at me and cleared his throat. The straight faced officer spoke, "I pulled you over because you were speeding and you ran a red light back there. Can I see your drivers license ma'am?" Naturally, as any girl would, I tried wiggling my way out of the ticket by tugging my pink tank top down to show more cleavage from my perky tits. I gave the officer my sad face as I handed him my drivers license. "I'm sorry officer, was I speeding?" I continued, "I really didn't mean to speed sir, I promise I'll slow down and be more careful." I slightly nodded my head down but looked up at him with just my dark brown eyes. I lightly bit my bottom lip using my most innocent face I could display. "Where are you headed in such a rush... Jenny?" he asked as he read my name on my drivers license then looked back into my eyes with a little smirk on his face. "I'm just going home. I had a long day at work and I must've not been paying attention to my speed, I'm sorry sir." The officer looked at me, then glanced over and saw a couple sets of my stripper outfits on the passenger seat, and said, "hmm, just getting off of work huh?" It didn't take more than that for him to realize that I was an exotic dancer at one of the many gentleman's clubs down the street. "Why don't you wait here, I'll be right back." He grinned. He walked back to his squad car and I thought to myself, "please don't give me another ticket to pay. And I hope this doesn't take long." I was still looking forward to seeing John later. A couple minutes later the officer turned off the flashing lights and reapproached my car. I noticed that he also turned his headlights off so he looked like a shadow as he stood outside my drivers side door. He leaned close and spoke. "It looks like you have 2 recent speeding issues on your record. Since this is your 3rd offense I'm going to have to revoke your license. You cannot drive any motorized vehicle for 6 months and you'll have to pass proper driver courses and classes." I froze... I was flabbergasted. This was worse than I thought was going to happen. I didn't know what to say. I couldn't lose my license, I needed to get to work every night somehow, how was I supposed get around the city? What about seeing John, what about my car? This whole situation caught me off guard. I stumbled on my words, "n... no, this can't be right!" The officer looked almost concerned."I know you're upset about this ma'am, but I'm just doing my job" he said in a calm tone. I begged, "Please! Can you let me go just this once." My eyes were actually beginning to water and I tried my best to hold my tears in. "Just do me this huge favor please." The officer said nothing. A tear rolled down my cheek and I wiped it away with my finger. I was desperate and blurted the first words that came to mind. "I dance at that club down the street and I'm sure I can find a way to return the favor...!" I never used that card before now, but I have heard of other girls at work talking about getting out of a ticket that way. The police officer was silent at first then he smiled just a little bit. "Jenny, Jenny, Jenny... You should know better than to try to bribe a police officer," he said with a disappointed tone, but at the same time he had an evil grin on his face. "Turn off your headlights, turn off your car, and step out of the vehicle please." "I wasn't trying to bribe--" I tried to explain before he interrupted. "Jenny, please step out of the vehicle," he demanded, "right now." A few tears came rolling down my cheeks, I couldn't hold them in. I suddenly realized what mess I just got myself into. My body was in autopilot as I opened the door and stepped out of the car. I shut the door while my mind was in shock, then his voice brought me back to reality. "I've got you for bribing a police officer in the form of prostitution, he said forcefully, "turn around and place your hands on the hood of the car." Still in shock, I followed his command and turned around to face my car, my hands obediently placed on the hood palms down. From behind me, he started patting me down and asking whether or not I was carrying any weapons or drugs. I felt like he had set me up. I was teary eyed and my make-up was starting to smear. I couldn't even speak, I was overwhelmed with thoughts of this whole ordeal of being arrested. Still from behind me, his hands reached around and checked the front pockets of my high cut denim shorts I was wearing. And he slowly slid his hands back around my slim waist and into my back pockets. Suddenly I felt his right hand squeeze my ass cheek and his other hand come around front and grab my inner thigh. I gasped and yelled. He leaned his body on me forcing me against the fender of my car, my arms pinned on the hood from the weight of his body against mine. "No stop," I pleaded. I was in even more shock now, immediately he spoke. "If you don't want to lose your license and be arrested, I suggest you do exactly what I tell you," were his exact words. "Here's the deal... I give YOU a free pass and you give ME a free pass, and you know exactly what I'm talking about you slut." His voice demanded as if with anger. Whimpering and not even having enough time to comprehend the situation, I felt his right hand release my ass cheek in order to reach around and grab my right boob. I was just starting to say the word "stop" but he interrupted before I could speak. "All you have to do is tell me to stop... when you want to get arrested. I will cuff you and take you down to the police station, just say the word. Are you ready to get arrested right now?" His left hand squeezed my inner thigh with more pressure and his right hand squeezed my breast with a firmer grip. I started crying more vocally. He asked again impatiently, "do you fucking want to get arrested!? Answer the damn question?!" "No..oo...oo, " I managed to let out between breaths while crying more loudly now. "No What?!" he yelled, applying even more pressure on my boob and inner thigh. He put more body weight against me pinning me down against the hood of my car. "No.. I don't.. want to... get arrested," I said between my sobbing breaths. He whispered in my ear, "good little bitch." The officer released his grip and immediately brought his hands to the button on my denim shorts. I let out a loud cry feeling helplessly violated. He released my button and quickly unzipped my shorts. Undeterred from my cries he tugged my shorts and thong half way down my trembling legs. Next I felt his firm hand grip on my soft naked ass. He was taking advantage of being able to touch and feel my smooth slim body as he pleased. After he groped my ass, caressed my inner thighs, and ran his fingers through my clit, he grabbed my shoulders and turned me around to face him. I looked away but he grabbed my jaw and forced my head to look towards his gaze, whimpering and crying. I closed my eyes. "On your knees!" he ordered. I felt his other hand clench my hair and both hands pushed down on my head forcing me onto my knees. My shorts and thong were still halfway around my knees as I dropped to the ground. He unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his stiff hardened cock. "Suck it," he yelled. I didn't do it. I kept my eyes closed and just cried. I was half naked, on my knees, on the side of the road. I covered my face with my palms wiping away my tears. All of a sudden I felt a swift slap across my face, I opened my eyes only to receive another slap in the same spot. I cried out loud. He shortened the grip on my hair and pulled back. He wrapped his other hand around my throat and growled, "do what I tell you! And shut the fuck up with all that crying, do you understand?!" He lifted his hand up ready to strike again. I held my cries in but he slapped me in the face again. "Are you going to cry!?" he yelled. "Nooo!" I screamed, however I couldn't help but to whimper just slightly. My face was burning with pain. Even my subtle cry made him mad. He slapped me again on the other cheek this time. "Are you going to cry!? He asked again angrily. He squeezed his grip around my throat practically choking me. I wanted to answer "no" knowing that's what he wanted to hear but his hand was clenched so tight around my throat, I couldn't get a word out. His other hand yanked on my hair. He released my throat only to slap me in the face and ask me the same question again. My spirit was broken. "No," I replied softly. At this moment I realized that there was no point in fighting. I stopped my whimpering and wiped my tears. The officer grabbed his cock and dragged my face to it. My cheek was burning red with pain. I didn't want to get slapped again. I slightly opened my mouth and watched his cock being forced against my gentle lips until I opened my mouth wide enough to fit the head of his cock in. My hand lightly stroked the base as I wrapped my soft red lips around the rest of his cock. My tongue felt the head of his cock rocking back and forth, in and out. With his fingers entangled in my hair, he forced himself deeper into my mouth. His cock barely touching the back of my throat with each thrust. "No hands!" he ordered. Once I put my hand down, he pushed his cock even deeper into my mouth. He moaned in pleasure. His cock rammed into the back of my throat making me gag and pull away. I barely had a chance to take a breath before he pulled me by the hair back to his cock and forced it back in my mouth. "Look at me with those pretty eyes," he said. My eyes were messy, surrounded with smeared make-up. I'm sure my eyes were watery and my cheeks were bright pink where I had been slapped. I gazed up at him with my dark brown asian eyes as my lips sucked tightly around his shaft. He thrusted his dick in and out of my throat never looking away from my eyes. His dick went up and down my gagging throat several times as he moaned in ecstacy. All I could hear was the repeating sound of his cock hitting the back of my throat while I lightly gagged each time... Over and over. I looked at him in the eyes as he held my head tight and forced his cock completely down my throat until my lips and tongue touched his balls. He thrusted deep into my throat and moaned. He held my head steady in place like this for about ten seconds and moaned loudly. I felt like I was choking with his dick stuck in my throat. Once he pulled it out of my mouth I looked away from his eyes and down at his cock. It was rock hard and completely covered in my saliva. He ordered me to get up and tugged my hair up making me stand. Then the officer forcefully turned me around and pushed me forward, forcing me over the car fender with my elbows on the hood of the car. He stepped in closer from behind me, and stood on my jean shorts and thong still laying on the ground. As he stood behind me I felt him place his cock in between my ass crack and rub up and down. I felt him guide the head of his cock up and down my pussy lips also. He unlatched my c-cup bra from under my shirt and told me to take it off. I let my bra slide off each of my arms and pulled it off from under my tank top. One of his hands slid my top up exposing my full tender breast. He quickly grabbed my bare tit and fondled with my nipple while he used his other hand to rub his dick around my pussy lips. I was bent over the hood of my own car feeling helpless and defeated. He pressed the tip of his dick to the opening of my pussy and pushed forward halfway in and pulled out. I closed my eyes and felt a tear drop escape and roll down my face. He pushed in again, this time all the way. I let out a loud cry. He just continued thrusting his stiff cock in and out of my pussy. The officer started to pick up the pace. His hands grabbed onto my hips as he continuously rammed me from behind harder and harder. He grunted with pleasure as he pulled me by my hips toward him each time he thrusted forward. "You are one sexy piece of ass," the officer said while ramming his hard cock in and out of my pussy. I cried softly to myself feeling completely used. All of a sudden he grabbed my wrists and pinned my arms behind my back. Then pushed me down using his weight and he forced my head down on the hood. My body from the waist up, including the right side of my face, was being pressed against the hood. I was held down like this while he continued using me from behind. His hard cock being forced into my pussy. Faster and faster until i felt him pull out abruptly. At the same time he yanked me by my hair pulling my face down to his cock forcing me down onto my knees. "Open!" He ordered. I was hesitant so he slapped me across the face. I cried and opened my mouth. As his cock slid into my mouth repeatedly, he began to moan. A big load of cum shot into my mouth. He pulled his cock out and stroked it over my face letting more cum shoot out. I couldn't help but to start crying. Feeling completely defeated i wiped the mess from my face leaving my hands covered in the officer's cum. While the officer was zipping and buckling his pants, I started getting dressed into my clothes also. The officer walked to his squad car and drove off without saying another word. I got back into my car and cried loud thinking about what just happened. The sun finally started to barely rise and gave a little light to the day. I noticed my phone sitting in the cup holder and I picked it up. 4 missed calls from John shows up my notifications. Also a text message from John as well that read, "I hope this msg gets 2 u in time. Something came up and I won't be able 2 make it to our breakfast meetup. Sorry let's reschedule, call me when u have a chance." I hate you John. THE END |
The white Fairlane pulled up at the gate of a warehouse block on the outskirts of the industrial district. An armed thug unlocked the gate and opened it to let the car though. The car moved up to the large, plain warehouse where another man opened the roller door so it could move inside. The Fairlane came to a stop and a tall, dark haired man wearing a black suit got out. An older, stockier man was there to meet him, flanked by two more thugs. He was the Mafia crime boss Salvatori Dolmio, who owned the warehouse, and used it as a base of operations for many of his criminal enterprises. “What the fuck happened out there Baroudi? We didn’t do all that planning for a fuckin’ blood bath.” “I’ll tell you what fuckin’ happened!” came the agitated voice of another man walking toward them, he was also wearing a black suit and had a goatee “...Mr Cool here flips out and starts blowing peoples heads off!, next thing the cops show up and everything turns to shit!” Baroudi casually lit up a cigarette. “I told the manager not to trigger the alarm. He triggered the alarm, I shot him in the head.” “Bullshit, I didn’t hear no fuckin’ alarm” said the other man. “It was a silent alarm Dipshit, I saw him trigger it.” “Then what happened?” asked Salvatore, “...Tell me you got the fuckin’ diamonds.” “I got the fuckin’ diamonds.” said Baroudi, he tossed a black velvet bag to Salvatori “...Then all of a sudden the cops were there, and we had to shoot our way out, Liam got tagged.” “Shit, tell me he’s dead, I don’t want him singin’ for the cops.” “Took a couple to the chest, lots of blood, pretty sure he’s dead.” “And you two made damn sure you didn’t bring any heat back here didn’t you.” “What do we look like amateurs?” said the goateed man “...Its cool boss.” Salvatori opened the bag in inspected the diamonds, “Well then, our little operation didn’t go exactly as planned, but it looks like it turned out Okay in the end, and we have one less mouth to share the pie with. Well done fellas.” “I’ll be expecting a bigger slice of that pie now. Like fifty percent bigger, since I had to have a shoot out with the cops.” said Baroudi as he took another puff of his cigarette. Salvatori hesitated a bit but opened his palms in a gesture of acceptance. He knew Boroudi’s reputation as a cold, calculating psycho, “Sure Baroudi, I’ll take care of it.” Baroudi took another long puff of his cigarette then stamped it into the concrete floor. “There is one other thing boss.” He grabbed his keys and moved around to the back of his Fairlane. “In all the excitement I was able to grab a hostage in case I needed one.” “A hostage?” said Salvatori, Baroudi opened the boot and they peered in. The other men were surprised to see the unmistakable dark blue police uniform, and the face of a young woman, her blue eyes wide with fear as she looked at the men. There was silver tape over her mouth and her hands were cuffed behind her back with her own handcuffs. she had her gun and radio removed and appeared to be uninjured. The goateed man, Harris, laughed excitedly. “God Damn, Baroudi, you snatched a woman copper, how the hell did you manage that?” “Just seized the opportunity.” said Baroudi as he pulled his captive out of the boot. The woman was short and petite, and in her mid-twenties. Baroudi stood a couple of feet taller than her and had no trouble lifting her to her feet. She was quite pretty with short blonde hair and a baby face, and a decent pair of pert breasts pressing against the fabric of her police shirt. There were muffled cries under her taped gag, her eyes were filled with fear. She tried to struggle but Baroudi had no trouble holding her still. “You bring a copper back to my base?!” said Salvatore “You better be planning on killing her!” “Don’t worry about that boss, I’ll kill her when I’m ready.” Baroudis’ hand moved up to her chest and he started squeezing her tits, “But I had a pretty tense day, and she can help me work out some of that tension. Have you got a honeymoon suite for me and my new girlfriend.” The men around him cheered their approval, the sight of a captured young police-woman had drawn the attention of several of the thugs working in the large warehouse. Salvatori cracked a cruel smile and said, “There’s a demountable over at the back with a bed in it, go have some fun, you earned it.” Harris chimed in “This a private party Baroudi? or can we all join in?” “You can wait ‘till I’m done with her.” said Baroudi as he made his way toward the back of the warehouse with his captive police-woman, the other thugs were Cheering an making lewd commends as they went. ***** The demountable was a small basic room, with an old single bed in the middle of it, and a few basic pieces of furniture. Baroudi flipped the light switch and the neon tube blinked before filling the room with light. Baroudi threw the police-woman onto the bed and began removing his jacket. The young police-woman curled up on the bed, filled with fear and dread. Her name was Ashley Cohen, daughter of a Police Officer, who followed her father into the Academy, and had earned a reputation as a dedicated cop. She liked the feeling of being in control of the situation, despite her small stature. But now this was a situation where she had absolutely no control, this psycho had killed her partner and kidnapped her. Now he was going to rape her. With her hands cuffed behind her back, and surrounded by criminals, she loathed how vulnerable she felt. Baroudi, with his jacket and pants removed, moved onto the bed. He effortlessly pulled Ashley up onto her back on the bed and looked into her scared teary eyes. He pulled the silver tape off her mouth. “You’ll just excite the other guys if you scream. You’re a pretty one aren’t you Ashley.” He had read her name off her badge. “Don’t do this please, leave me alone.” cried Ashley. “That’s not gunna happen.” said Baroudi and he planted a big kiss on her lips, taking Ashley by surprise as his tongue lashed her mouth. She tried to resist this violation, and thought about biting down on his tongue, but didn’t, she knew it would only bring violent retribution apon her. Finally the lusty French kiss ended and Ashley sobbed as he licked her cheek. Suddenly Baroudis' hands were busy at her chest undoing the buttons of her police uniform. With her shirt open, he grabbed at her white bra, pulling hard. Ashley cried out as she felt the sting as her bra was ripped away from her body leaving her pale breasts exposed. “Nice tits for a little girly.” said Baroudi. His large hands groped and squeezed them with wild lust. Ashley just cried as her tits were manhandled. Baroudi kissed her again as her played with them. Baroudi eventually drew himself away from her tits and moved down the bed. “Let's see what you got for us down here.” His hand worked at her belt and then her zipper, he pulled off her boots, and then pulled at her dark blue police issue pants. Ashley cried out for him to stop, she tried to kick her legs and struggle as he pulled the pants down, making it harder for him. But he got them off, leaving her shapely legs and white panties exposed. He pinned down her legs stopping her from kicking. “Don’t struggle bitch!, do you want me to tie you up?” Ashley stopped struggling, it wouldn’t do her any good anyway, she felt so vulnerable, and being tied up would make it even worse. Baroudi rubbed his fingers along the soft fabic of her panties. Once again Ashley cried and sobbed, his strong fingers rubbed along her vagina, she couldn’t stand him touching her there. The rubbing got harder and rougher and despite her fear and shame, she could feel her crotch tingling and getting moist. Then Baroudi pulled her panties down. Ashleys could feel her heart pumping like mad. Now her pussy was exposed to this Madman, she wanted desperately to be anywhere but here. “Hoo, clean shaven! I like it.” said Baroudi. Ashley felt ashamed, she started shaving her pubic hair a year ago because her boyfriend liked it, and continued to do it even after they broke up months ago. She had not had sex with anyone for over three months, perhaps that was why her vagina was responding to this stimulation. She could feel those fingers rubbing on her pussy lips and felt the sensation of her getting wetter. Without warning a finger pushed past her pussy lips, penetrating her. “Aaaagh ow, stop it,….NO!” she cried. The finger wiggled around inside her, it felt really big. Baroudi just smiled and pushed the finger back and forth inside her in a fucking motion. “Shit, your pussy feels tight around my finger.” He pulled his finger out of her and examined it, “...Your getting’ a little wet too slut. You’re giving me a raging hard-on.” Baroudi got off her and stood up, he pulled his cock out of his briefs. Ashleys’ eyes widened in horror, it was a big erect cock, he looked like one of those hung porn stars. Baroudi held it in front of him proudly. “like what you see Ash? It keeps the ladies happy.” Ashley could just look at him and plead, “Don’t rape me….please!” “Oh I’m gunna rape you good!" Baroudi moved back onto the bed, he grabbed Ashleys’ legs and spread them wide apart. He positioned his big dick onto her bald crotch. Ashley cried and pleaded, her heart felt like it was going to jump out of its chest. Baroudi just sat there for a moment rubbing his cock agaist her pussy lips, savouring her terror at what was about to happen. When he was ready he got hold of his cock and pushed it into her slit. She was tight. Once the fat head forced its way past the opening he gave a thrust, and the whole large member pushed its way into the depths of the squeezing oriface. Ashley screamed out in pain, it felt like a baseball bat had been forced into her. Her pussy was stretched obscenely around the invading cock. It was worse when the cock began to move, pulling back several inches and then pushing forward again. The fat cock-head rubbed up and down the stretched vaginal wall, deep inside her. Ashley couldn’t believe this was it, she was being raped. Her worst nightmare came true. Baroudi got into a steady rythme, grinding his huge member into the small helpless woman. He was loving the intense friction of the tight pussy, he also loved the fact he was raping a police woman, something he had always wanted to do. Ashley cried loudly, tears streaming down her face as the violation went on. Baroudi grabbed at her tits again, groping them as he fucked her. “You are a tight bitch Ashley, haven’t had much big dicks like mine have you?” Ashley stretched pussy got wetter as it responded to the fucking. She just wanted the rape to end, but it seemed to go on and on. Eventually Baroudi pulled his fat dick out, and Ashley hoped that was it, but it wasn’t. Baroudi got hold of her and flipped her over. Ashley felt just like a doll, as his strong hands put her in position, bending her legs with her ass in the air, her face pressed into the bed with her hands still cuffed behind her back. He was going to do her doggy style. Baroudi positioned himself behind her and aimed his hard cock at her pussy. Ashley cried out, as once again the cock was forced inside her. He grabbed hold of her ass and began thrusting into her with more force than before. Ashley cried and moaned, her whole body getting repeatedly bucked as Baroudi pounded her from behind. For Ashley the fucking was an intense mixture of pain, pleasure, humiliation and terror and seemed to go on and on. After a while Baroudi pulled out again. “Ah shit, I gotta stop, before you make me cum.” Ashley just wanted this ordeal to end. After a short break Baroudi flipped her over again and grabbed her legs bending them up to her chest. “You ready for some more bitch, I’m havin a great time!” Ashley just sobbed as he got on top of her and penetrated her again. Fucking her in a steady rhythm. As he fucked her, his weight pushed her down into the springy bed. The noise of the creaky bed filled the room, along with her cries and moans as he bounced up and down on top of her. 'This guy is a freak', she thought as the rape went on and on, 'when was he going to finish?' Baroudis' thrusts got faster and faster. “Oooh, we’re on the home stretch here bitch, you want me to cum in your pussy?” “Ungh ...Uh, NO! Don’t do that ...ooh, please not that!” “Then you’re gunna swallow it all down for me!” Baroudi pulled out of the ravaged cunt, and let her legs drop down. He crawled up the bed and pushed his hot, wet cock into Ashleys' face. “Open wide!” he said. The defeated and violated Ashley opened her mouth and he pushed his cock in. “Come on slut, suck it for me!” Ashley closed her lips around the shaft, she had to have her jaw wide to accommodate the large dick. She could feel her tongue pressed against the head and could taste her own juices. Baroudi rocked it back and forth in her mouth as she sucked. Baroudi grabbed her head, “Oooh uh ungh ...I’m cumming.” The large member throbbed and a big load of cum errupted into Ashleys' mouth. Baroudi pulled out, and another load of cum shot onto her face as he groaned in pleasure. His hand clamped over her mouth. “Now swallow it all, like a good girl.” Ashley felt sick as she did what he said. Baroudi climbed off Ashley and she laid there, crying and panting after her brutal rape. She couldn’t wipe the cum off her face with her hands bound. Baroudi sat at the foot of the bed and lit a cigarette. “That was just what I needed! ...You know, you’re a good fuck for a copper.” Ashley just glared at him through tear filled eyes, now she was angry more than anything at what this bastard had done to her. Her vagina felt like it had been rubbed raw despite being soaking wet and the horrible taste of cum in her mouth made her feel like she was going to be sick. Baroudi got up and got dressed again, then he left the room. Ashley was glad that bastard rapist was out of her sight, but fear filled her heart again when she wondered, ‘what now?’ ***** Baroudi left the room and saw that Harris and three other guys were standing close by, drinking beer and talking. They all gave him a round of mock applause. “Hey Barudi, sounded like you had a good time in there, how was she?” asked Harris. “She’s a real goer.” answered Barudi. Harris laughed, “Yeah, I bet she is. Look we respected your privacy and all, Reckon we could get some of that copper pussy?” “Tell you what, give me one of those beers and she’s all yours.” Ashley was up on her feet, she was wearing nothing but socks and her open police shirt. She wanted to get dressed again, but having her hands cuffed behind her back made that impossible. Her heart was beating rapidly again, she was left alone in there and she was pretty sure the door was left unlocked. She knew this place was crawling with criminals and her chances were slim, but she had to try and make a break for it, they were going to kill her. She turned around and turned the door knob with her cuffed hands behind her back. Suddenly, the door opened and a man came in and grabbed her from behind. “Where are you goin’ honey?” said Harris, “...It’s party time.” Ashley cried out as she was pushed back into the room. Harris grabbed her tits and began playing with them. Ashley saw another man enter the room, and then another, and another. “NO! ...what is this?” cried out Ashley. “This is a gangbang baby!” said Harris. “NO!” Ashley cried out in horror “...Not again! Please, no more!”. The men just laughed at her. Ashley was pushed down onto the bed on her back. She began kicking and fighting, she didn’t want to be raped again. Rough hands grabbed her legs and held them wide apart. “Looky here fellas, a bald pussy!” said Harris, “...Any chick who shaves her kitty is begging for it!” Harris dropped his pants, he had an average size dick, not near as big a Baroudis. But it was hard and ready to go. He climbed on top of Ashley, the other men still had her legs spread wide. With little hesitation he pushed his dick into Ashleys’ pussy. Ashley cried loudly as he pumped his cock into her. “Uh, Yeah baby! Your pussy feels good!” Rough hands mauled her tits again. The men around her cheered, teased her, and encouraged him to fuck harder as he pounded away at the tender cunt. “You love the cock don’t you? You Police Bitch!” “Bang that pussy Harris, make her scream!” “My turn next baby, bet you can’t wait!” Harris pounded wildly into her cunt, until he moaned loudly. His cock throbbed, and Ashley felt the horrible sensation of hot wet cum flooding deep inside her. “Did you just cum inside her man?” said one of the men. “Yeah sure did.” said Harris, “...Right up the pussy!” “You don’t cream-pie a bitch when there's others ready to have a turn, it’s gangbang etiquette man!” “You need the extra lubricant for your big dick Tony.” Harris joked as he pulled his dick out of the violated pussy. In no time the next man was on top of Ashley. She cried as another hard dick penetrated her sore cunt, which was now soaking wet with cum. Once again she was subjected to the horrible feeling of a thrusting cock violating her. As she was getting fucked for a third time, one of the men put his hard dick in her face. “Come on, suck on it for me, copper slut!” Ashley could still taste the cum in her mouth, she didn’t want to do that again. The man was persistant and pulled her hair painfully until she opened her mouth and accepted the cock. The man had hold of her short blonde hair and was fucking her face as the man between her legs fucked her pussy hard. She was forced to suck on that dick for what seemed like ages, until the cock that had been fucking her pussy blew another load of cum deep inside her. The cocks withdrew from her mouth and pussy. The man who had his cock in her mouth said, “My turn now. Flip her over. No sloppy seconds for me, I’m goin’ up her ass." Ashley screamed in horror as they flipped her over, Tony bent her over the edge of the bed and held her down. “NO!! DON’T DO THAT! ...PLEASE NOT THERE!” screamed Ashley. She had never had anal sex before and had never wanted to. The other men just got more excited and cheered him on. “Go for it Tony, bust her little asshole.” “Yeah, cornhole that copper!” Tony spat on a finger and prodded at the little brown freckle of her asshole. He slowly pushed it into her. “OH Yeah Baby, this is gunna be really tight!” Ashley screamed, she couldn’t believe this ordeal was about to get even worse. Tony pulled his finger out and the little oriface quickly squeeze shut. Tony put his cock-head at the tiny opening of Ashleys’ anus. Slowly he began to force his way in the tight ass, making the little ring stretch open for his cock. Ashley was screaming so loud a hand was put over her mouth to gag her. The virgin asshole resisted the invader furiously but it was losing the fight, as the ring stretched wider and wider until the whole cock thrust forward with a plop. Tony had his whole cock buried deep up the tight, squeezing anus. “God damn! I knew you cop bitches were all tight-asses, let's see if I can loosen you up a bit bitch!” He pulled his dick back and then thrust it forward again as the fucking began. Ashley still screamed into the hand around her mouth, tears flowed from her eyes, she was getting her ass fucked for the first time, and it was torture. The men all cheered Tony on as he fucked the tight ass hard. His cock slipped out, but he quickly grabbed it and pushed it into the clenching hole again. After a while of hard fucking, the friction got too much for Tony, he pulled out just in time to shoot a load of hot cum onto her pale ass. The next man didn’t waste any time getting behind her. “I’m gunna get me a piece of that. My girlfriend won’t let me do anal.” He pushed his hard cock up the violated asshole and began giving it another fucking. The hand wasn’t covering her mouth any more, and Ashley just cried and sobbed as she was bucked forward with each hard thrust up her ass. While Ashley was getting sodomised for the second time she noticed the door open, two more men walked in. They were big rough looking black guys. They watched the petite blonde bent over the bed getting ass raped with wide grins. “Damn, Harris told me you were having a party, how did you fellas manage to get hold of a real police bitch?” said one of them in a deep voice. “Baroudi snatched her at a job this morning, we been showing her a little friendly hospitality.” “I’ll get in on that. But she looks like a sweet little thing, I might break her!” The man fucking her groaned loudly as he came inside her ass. He pulled out and Ashley was left there, bent over the bed, with cum dripping out of her open ass-hole. “I guess you’re up then Jules.” said one of the men. “All-right, I don’t know if you’ve had a black man before bitch, but you’re gunna do some serious coal grinding now!” The big black man lifted her up like a rag doll and put her back on the bed on her back. He dropped his pants to reveal a huge black cock, even bigger than Baroudis. This was a monster cock. Ashleys’ eyes went wide in terror again. “NO!…You’ll tear me apart!” “I’m certainly gunna try.” laughed Jules, climbing on top of her. The men who had just raped her hung around in the room to watch this show. Jules and his brother Sam worked for Salvatore. They were hired muscle, and also worked as porn stars, known as the Buster Brothers, and now they were going to show Ashley what they do best. The black monster cock rubbed at Ashleys’ crotch threatening another brutal violation. Ashleys’ pleas for mercy went unheeded as the dark monster slowly forced its way up the already well-fucked cunt. She cried out in pain, her cunt was stretched around the huge invader and it slid deeper and deeper until Ashley thought it would invade her womb. “It’s a good thing you already been fucked a few times. They were just warmin’ you up for the real fucking!” The monster cock pulled back and Ashley cried out as it felt like her insides were being pulled out with it. Then it thrust back in and Ashley screamed. It pulled out then slammed in, repeating the action in a slow but steady rhythm. Ashley could feel every inch of the monster cock moving inside her. The men around the room cheered wildly, they loved the sight of a little white police-woman getting fucked by such a huge black monster cock. As the fucking went on, Jules began to speed up his thrusts. The pain slowly began to lose its' intensity in Ashleys' stretched cunt. After a while Sam spoke up, “Hey Nigger, you ready to tag me in yet?” Jules pulled the monster cock out, and Ashleys’ pussy released its tight grip with a plop. “She’s all yours brother.” Sam got on the bed and positioned his cock at Ashleys’ crotch. His cock was pretty much identicle to his brothers. Ashley cried out as her cunt was filled with big black monster cock once again, and Sam continued where his brother left off, grinding into her. “Mmmm, tight and wet! Just the way I like it.” Ashley let out a loud moan. The pain had definately subsided now, as her cunt had gotten used to the giant thrusting invader. More and more she could feel the pleasure of the intense stimulation of her pussy. It was like the pleasure she began feeling as Garoudi fucked her. This pleasure was not welcome, she was being raped, it would be shameful to enjoy it. But Ashley couldn’t help it, her body was betraying her. She just hoped it would be over soon. But it went on and on, and Ashley couldn’t help but moan with pleasure every time the massive meat slammed forward. She could feel the intensity building, and knew she was heading for climax. Then Sam pulled out of her. “I’ll tag you in again bro.” “Hey why don’t you guys sandwich the bitch!” suggested Tony who was watching. The other cheered in agreement “Sandwich! Sandwich! Sandwich!” They all chanted. “Okay then.” agreed Jules. He lifted Ashley up off the bed, she found her legs were weak after the fucking she just received but Sam held her up. Jules layed down on the bed his monster cock sticking up from his crotch like a baseball bat. Sam then forced her on top of him, facing him, the huge shaft rubbed at her crotch. Sam lifted her up and Jules positioned his cock at her slit, Sam slowly lowered her down as she was impaled on the monster dick. Ashley moaned as her cunt was stretched wide and filled up once again. Then Sam got behind Ashley and suddenly Ashley woke up to what they meant by ‘sandwich’, he was going to put his monster cock up her ass. She cried out for them to stop but it did her no good. Sam pushed her forward and Jules caught her. Dread filled her as she felt the huge fat cock head rub on her ass-hole, she couldn’t stop it, they were really going to do this. Sam forced his cock into her asshole. Ashley screamed out as once again her tight sphincter was painfully stretched wide, and the monster was forced into ass. Around her, the men cheered loudly. Ashley couldn’t believe she had two huge black cocks double penetrating her. The brothers began fucking her in a clumsy, disjointed rhythm. Ashley was caught between the intense pain of her overstretched anus and the pleasure that had been building in her vagina. The brothers continued to plough into her holes, and Ashley couldn’t help moaning and groaning at the intensity of it. The brutal double fucking seemed to go on and on. Eventually Sam groaned, “Ungh, Damn! This bitch is too tight!” The huge monter cock throbbed wildly in her stretched anus and a big load of cum erupted in her bowels. Slowly he pulled out of the clenching rectum. The monster cock popped out, and her gaping anus leaked cum. Jules pushed her back, he grabbed her hips and began bouncing her up and down on his huge cock. With that giant cock out of her ass, the building pleasure in her pussy returned, as she was bounced up and down. After a while of bouncing her up and down on his cock, Jules pulled Ashley off, and put her on her back on the bed. He quickly lifted her legs and pushed his cock back into her pussy, now he was bouncing up and down on top of her and pounding her cunt hard. Ashley couldn’t contain it any more, the pleasure in her cunt had built and now she was on the verge of an intense orgasm. “Oooh ...Oh god …Oh god …uhh …uhh!” Ashley moaned as she climaxed with the big cock relentlessly pounding her hard. Waves of intense pleasure washed over her and her climaxing pussy squeezed the meat even harder as Jules started cumming as well. He wedged his cock deep in her cunt and his hot cum flooded the stretched oriface. Jules finally pulled out of the ravaged cunt. “Damn girl, I think I enjoyed that almost as much as you did!” The men around them laughed, and Ashley suddenly felt very humiliated and degraded. Ashley laid on the bed panting, she was covered in sweat. Her pussy and ass were very sore and full of sticky cum. She was exhausted. Jules and Sam left the room, and so did most the other men. A couple stayed behind. Their lusts had been fired up by the intense live porn show they just watched and they wanted to rape her again. Ashley didn’t fight them as they grabbed her and moved her into position. She was bent over the side of the bed and one of the men pushed his cock up her ass. Ashley didn’t fight or protest any more, she just layed there as the man sodomised her. The other man, seeing her defeated acceptance, put his cock into her face “suck it.” he ordered, and she did. Eventually the man behind her grunted as she received another load of cum in her ass. He pulled out and the guy she was sucking moved behind her and pushed his dick into her ass. He proceeded to fuck her hard, until he came and pulled out. The men left the room, locking the door. Leaving her alone in the small room. ***** The small room stank of sweat and cum. Ashley layed on the bed, she was exhausted, but couldn’t sleep. The memories of her brutal gangrape were still vivid and she could almost still feel those cocks thrusting into her. Her hands were still cuffed behind her back and she couldn’t get dressed again. She couldn’t wipe the cum that leaked out of her. Ashley lost her sense of time, but an hour and fourty minutes passed before the door was unlocked again. She tensed as three men came in, they were not the men that raped her before, but she soon realised their intentions were the same. “NO! not again, please. I cant take any more.” But once again her pleas were ignored. She was forced to suck their cocks and then one by one they sodomised her. When they were done they locked her in alone again. Two hours fifteen minutes later another black man came in. he fucked her pussy in a few different positions then came on her face and left. Another hour later two older Italian men entered her room. As they took turns fucking her, another three men entered the room. They took turns fucking her pussy, mouth and ass. When they were done they left her alone again. Two hours twenty minutes later two men who had raped her earlier, Harris and Tony came back for more. They took turns sodomising her until they came in her ass then they left. Three hours thirty five minutes later, five men entered the room. Ashley was subjected to another gangbang. Afterwards she was left alone again. She couldn't sleep through the night, she kept expecting the door to open and more men to come in and rape her. The next morning the door was unlocked once more and Ashley saw Baroudi enter, smoking a cigarette. Rage built in her toward the man who had put her through this ordeal. “Hoo, stinks of sex in here.” said Baroudi, he looked at Ashley who looked like she had been through hell, her eyes were tired and red from constant crying. There was dried cum all over her, but particularly around her crotch. Her hands were still bound behind her back. “Be honest with me honey, have you been cheating on me with other guys?” he said dryly. Ashley just glared at him, her eyes full of hate. “I think we should break up. It's not you, it's me” he took another puff of his smoke. “Seriously hon, its time we took a drive in the country” Ashley knew what this meant. “Please don’t kill me ...please!” she pleaded. “Sorry luv, just the way it is. But how about one last fuck before we go?” Baroudi dropped his pants, he stroked his big cock getting it hard. “No leave me alone you bastard!” The last thing she wanted was this asshole getting pleasure from her again. But once again she had no say in the matter. Baroudi grabbed her legs and pulled her up to him. He grabbed his big dick and forced it into her sore pussy. She groaned in protest, her pussy was very tender from all the times it had been raped though the night. Baroudi pumped away into her. “Wow this cunt is looser than it was yesterday. How many dicks has it taken since then? I heard you got taken by the Buster Brothers. I’m lucky it's not totally destroyed.” Baroudi pulled out of her. “I bet lots of guys got up your tight ass as well. I wanna have a turn.” He lifted her legs higher and positioned his big dick at her ass, he pushed it in, and began ass-fucking her. Ashley ass was also very tender, it had been raped even more times than her pussy. The painful butt-fucking caused her to grit her teeth. Suddenly there was a loud bang in the warehouse. Baroudi stopped fucking the ass “What the fuck?!...” There were more bangs and shouting. Baroudi pulled his dick out from Ashleys’ ass and grabbed his pants. He pulled out a gun, then disappeared through the door. Ashley wondered what was going on, those were definitely gunshots she could hear. Then the gunshots were right near the room. Before long men burst into the room holding guns. Ashley was relieved beyond belief that they were wearing police uniforms. “Theres a girl in here.” one of them said. “I’m Police. Constable Ashley Cohen.” she said. “Constable Cohen. Thank god! We thought you were dead.” Ashley was overwealmed with joy, she was saved. Then she realised she was naked and covered in cum and she was deeply embarrassed. “Can someone please get these god damn cuffs off me!” Ashley later learned that Harris was followed back to the warehouse after the robbery. The police had it under surveilance but didn’t move in on it, because they were waiting for Salvatori to lead them to the buyer for the diamonds. They weren’t aware that Ashley was at the warehouse getting repeatedly raped. When they finally moved in on the warehouse Salvatori was arrested. Several men were killed in the raid, including Baroudi. Constable Cohen received extensive counselling and returned to active duty several months later. END |
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