She met us at the airport and we both nudged each other when we saw the size of her breasts! They were big, and perfect, with big nipples like my aunt Kay’s. She had a hundred watt smile and the cutest dimples that we had ever seen in a twenty two year old girl. Long silky black hair almost to her waist and the long dress down to her ankles gave her a kind of hippy look, without the spaced out facial features which you we so often saw on older flower children in our neck of the woods in Eastern Washington.

 

She drove us up into the mountains while we chatted and got to know each other. She was really interested in our nerve endings problems, and I thought I saw a slight flush when we explained some of the stuff that really got to us, like taking showers and having terry cloth towels rub over our private parts.

 

We finally arrived at the camp, after fording two really deep streams, and drove into the circle in front of the main lodge. Then we went into the office and filled out all the forms and she explained about our duties as tent mothers and assigned us adjoining tents. She walked us around the grounds pointing out the swimming pool and the other facilities, and we finally got to see our new homes for the next three months.

 

Angie and I both explored our little tent covered houses and checked out the showers and beds in each. We were going to be assigned ten Scouts each, aged nine to twelve, and would be in charge of getting them to all the festivities and nursing cuts and bruises, and generally making sure everybody had a good time to write home about.

 

Each session lasted four weeks so we would really have a chance to get to know our little charges.

 

The next morning the bus pulled in bright and early, while the grass was still dewy and wood smoke from the kitchen hung low over the valley.

 

The doors opened and out poured some of the most adorable little kids that Angie and I had ever set eyes on! She looked over at me as we watched them unload, and behind her hand ran her tongue in and out quickly as she grinned and shook her hips. I gave her a stern glance and she laughed, as a couple of the girls turned toward us to see what their new mothers were going to be like.

 

One little thing really caught my eye, and apparently she was impressed by me, too. She grinned, and then came over and stuck out a little hand and said, “Hi! I’m Nicole, but everybody calls me Nicky. Are you my new mom?” she giggled.

 

I smiled back as I looked her up and down, and then I checked my clipboard to see if she was on it.

 

“Yep, you’re my new little girl!” I laughed, as she came closer and I hugged her

 

“Oh good! I really think you’re very pretty, and I love pony tails, don’t you?”

 

“Yes, sweetie, I really do like my pony tail, and thank you for saying so.” I laughed, as we walked over to where Angie was talking to two of her new tent kids.

 

“This is my dear friend Angie. Angie, meet Nicky, one of my girls.”

 

“Hi! Nicky! Glad to have you aboard. You sure are cute, you know?”

 

Nicky blushed all the way from her toes to her hairline as she looked at the ground, and pushed dirt around with one little sandal, complete with little red painted toenails.

 

“It’s all right, honey, she’s just impressed with how old you look, is all.”

 

Nicole looked up and grinned at the supreme compliment to any nine year old girl.

 

“Do you really think so?”

 

“Yes, honey, I do and I’m going to make you my special girl while you’re here, okay?”

 

“Oh, that is so neat! Let’s go tell the others, okay?”

 

“Sure, but don’t tell them that we are buddies, or they might get jealous, okay?”

 

Nicky grinned, and then reached up to pull me down and plant a wet kiss on my face. I looked around quickly to see if anyone had noticed my flushed face, and Angie winked, and grinned widely back at me.

 

We lined the others up and marched off to the tents singing as we went, “HI Ho, Hi Ho, It’s off to camp we go,” as we skipped and danced around like a bunch of wood nymphs.

 

We split into our two groups and went into our respective tents to assign each girl her bunk and foot locker. Then we went back down to the lodge for breakfast. As we sat at our tables, one per tent, I noticed one of my girls watching me all the time with furtive little glances at my breasts. The looks started turning me on a little, and I hugged my arms across my chest to keep my nipples from pushing my camp blouse out.

 

As we passed the food around the looks got more and more open, to the point that she actually licked her small lips with her little pink tongue, and small beads of sweat formed on her upper lip. My God, I thought, that little vixen is making me wet!

 

Nicky was sitting on my immediate right while I was at the head of the table. She nudged me with her knee, and leaned over and whispered,

 

“Jan, that girl down there by the end is staring at your blouse, did you notice?”

 

“You mean the tall twelve year old with the cute curly blonde hairdo?”

 

“Yes. I’ve seen my sister look at her girlfriend like that and they are lesbians, I think they call them that anyway, you know girls who like girls?”

 

“Yes, honey, you’re correct. That’s what lesbians are, and she is looking at me like that, it’s true. You’re awfully observant for one so young.”

 

“I have to look out for you since I’m your buddy, right?”

 

“That’s okay, sweetie. I’m little, but I can take care of myself, so don’t worry. But I like you wanting to take care of me, it’s cute.” I answered, as I patted her little knee under the table.

 

We finished up and I led them outside for the morning crafts events. Then we all took a break, and I herded them into the dayroom lounge so they could relax, and have some free time to write letters and nap if they wanted. I sat on the leather couch with Nicky’s little head in my lap while she dozed on and off. The twelve year old sat against the wall on a beanbag and eyed me constantly.

 

Finally I had had enough and called her over to sit by me.

 

“Candy. Why are you staring at me so much, honey?” I asked, as Nicky looked up to see what was going on.

 

“It’s a free world, isn’t it? I can stare at anyone I want, and you can’t stop me!” she snarled back.

 

“Just because you are bigger than me don’t think you can talk to me that way!” I barked, as I reached over and grabbed her wrist and twisted it back so her arm was pinned to the couch back

 

She let out a little yelp, and tears came to her eyes, as I squeezed her arm harder. I released her and she began to rub her wrist and sniffle.

 

“I’m sorry.” She blubbered, “I only wanted to look at you, is that a crime?”

 

“Sweetie, you can look all you want, but try to be a little more careful, okay? There are little girls here and they get confused easily. Nicky even saw you and commented on it, and she’s only nine.”

 

“So come on, I apologize for hurting you, and you apologize for yelling at me, and we can be friends, okay?” I said.

 

She nodded, and moved over by me, and put her head on my shoulder. She looked up at me with the prettiest green eyes and smiled, as she hugged me.

 

“I’m really sorry, but you are so sexy looking that I couldn’t take my eyes off you.”

 

I gasped at the look in her eyes, and shivered, as I felt the moisture start to edge out of the slit between my cunt lips. I clenched my legs together to hold it in as Candy rubbed my arm, and continued to look into my eyes, with lust written all over her cute little face.

 

“Stop that, Candy!” I whispered, as Nicky stared at the two of us. “You’re getting me all shook up looking at me that way.”

 

”Aren’t camp mothers supposed to take care of all their girls? I need special care, you know.” She whispered, as she reached up and blew gently in my ear. I jerked, and Nicky stared harder at me watching my lower lip tremble. I gently pushed Candy back, and lifted Nicky up, and then stood up. I walked over to the bathroom on shaking legs, and locked my self into one of the stalls.

 

“God, Angie, what have we stumbled into here! Not one day and I’m already having thoughts about raping every girl in my group!” I thought, as I plunged my hand under my shorts and fingered myself into an earth shattering orgasm!

 

I finally got up, and cleaned my bottom, and flushed. Then I went back out to the dayroom and gathered my charges together to head for the afternoon swim classes. Nicky held my hand and Candy walked right beside me, brushing her hip against mine whenever she got the chance and nobody was looking. By the time we reached the change room my nerve endings were on fire again!

 

All the little girls quickly stripped off their shorts and tops and slipped into their little one piece suits. Candy gave me a sultry look as she slowly pushed her shorts down, and then followed up by sliding her hands under the waistband of her skimpy panties and seductively wiggling her slim hips as she slid them to the floor.

 

I gasped at the tall beautiful body before me. She raised her arms and tugged her top up over the tight little cones that one day would be gorgeous breasts. As she continued to stare at me she pulled her suit up oh so slowly, enjoying my squirming on the hard bench in front of her hot little body. Finally she slipped her arms into the straps and pulled the suit over her stiff little nipples, and I bit my lip to keep from gasping, as an orgasm wracked my body!

I had never witnessed such a performance from a twelve year old in my life, and I was visibly shaken as we walked down to the pool. Angie joined me, and looked at me, and asked, “What train just ran over you, Jan? God, you look like you’ve been fucked silly. What happened in there?”

 

“I just saw the most amazing striptease. That tall twelve year old over there had me creaming my drawers, and actually caused me to have an orgasm!”

 

Angie giggled as we went over to the counselors’ tent to change. I stripped my now soaked shorts off and Angie made a face at the odor coming off my hot cunt. I laughed and punched her shoulder as she toweled me off and rubbed my clit, while looking at me and giggling.

 

“Angie, stop already! We have to get out there before the boss gets suspicious and comes in looking for us.” I panted, as she shoved her finger up my wet vagina. She laughed and smacked my mound playfully, and then we pulled our bikinis on.

 

As we exited the tent, the noise in the pool gradually ceased as twenty pairs of eyes stared at us. Angie and I are each knockouts in our own way, and the girls in the pool were frozen in place, with their mouths open, as they gawked at us in our skimpy little bikinis.

We walked over to the pool and sat down on the edge as our boss sat down, too, beside us.

 

“You two have made quite the impression on your girls!” she said, as she pushed a loose hair out of my face. I blushed, and Angie smiled.

 

“I was talking to them before you came out and they were telling me how happy they all were to have such cute mothers while here at camp.” She added, as she placed her hand on my thigh. When her fingers touched me the sparks literally flew up my spine, and I shivered, and tried to sit still as chills consumed me.

 

Angie was looking at my face and grinned, when she saw the flush start up from my neck to my burning cheeks. I panted as Sandy moved her hand in lazy circles on my leg. I involuntarily opened my legs and she smiled, as she scratched the inside of my left thigh with one pink painted nail. She had to know she was turning me on, but she just kept rubbing while she talked to us so the little girls didn’t suspect a thing.

 

I couldn’t take it any more so I slid off the tile and into the warm water and dove under to swim away into the shallow end. When I surfaced I was face to face with little Nicky. She grinned at me and threw her arms around my neck and hugged me to her wet little body. Her soft skin was slippery and shining in the sunlight as I slid my hands down around her tight little buns under the surface of the pool.

 

She gasped, as I grabbed and pulled her little knee up into my crotch so her legs were straddling my thigh. Her smooth skin slid up and down as she began to push harder and harder against my leg, while sliding her flat little chest back and forth over my stiff nipples under my bikini top. I looked around to make sure everybody was busy horsing around and not paying any attention to us. Then I turned back and licked my tongue over Nicky’s small mouth until I felt her squeeze my leg really hard, and heard her little gasp as the orgasm ran through her tiny body!

 

As she clung to me having her little convulsions I felt a hand pushing my bikini bottoms slowly down. Then I heard a voice whisper in my ear,

 

“What do you think you’re doing to that little girl? How about trying that with me?”

 

I turned my head and stared into Candy’s wide green eyes and shuddered again as I saw how badly she wanted me. She ran her hand up between my legs and shoved her fingers up into my cunt, as I gasped and clung to Nicky so hard that she yelped, and tried to get loose. Then she looked into my eyes and realized something was going on that she was missing. Candy leaned around my shoulder so Nicky could see it was her messing with me.

 

Nicky’s little mouth formed an ‘O’ as she looked down in the clear bluish water and saw Candy’s knuckles sticking out in front of my smooth shaven mound. She watched in awe as the water rippled up from the fast moving fingers up inside my cunt.

 

“Jan, what is she doing to you?” she gasped.

 

“Shhh! Nicky. She’s finger fucking my cunny just like I would like to do to you sometime!” I panted back, as I stretched my legs wide, and pushed down on the probing fingers.

 

 Nicky blushed bright red, and then reached down and pulled her loose suit away from her little cunt . Then she pulled my hand down and up against her smooth hairless little vagina.

 

“You can do it right now if you want, Jan, I really want you to, okay?” She whispered, as I ran my finger up and down in the valley between the soft little puffy young cunt lips.

 

 We were deep enough that only our three heads were above the surface as I jerked, and twitched, and Nicky pushed back and forth against my fingers. Then I stiffened, as Candy jammed her thumb up my little puckered hole and gripped hard, as she pummeled my hot little cunt unmercifully, while fucking my rear at the same time. The combination drove me higher and higher until I climaxed, and sank below the surface as I did, so I could let out a blood curdling scream with out anyone hearing me up above!

 

At that exact same moment Nicky came again, and clenched her little thighs tight around my hand as she bucked and gasped, over and over, clinging to my shoulders to keep from drowning as she submerged with me.

 

We looked at each other in the blurred water as bubbles rose from our mouths. Nicky grinned and blew bubbles into my open mouth as we rose back up to catch out breath. Candy was hugging my back as she giggled in my ear.

 

“Like to twist my arm again?” she chuckled, as she bit my ear lobe gently.

 

“If you’ll do that to me every day until you leave, I’ll forget about trying to keep you in line!” I laughed, as I turned and kissed her puffy mouth hard. She moaned, and slid her thigh up into my groin, and wiggled her cunt against my leg, as her stiff little cones jabbed into my hard nipples through my bikini top.

 

Angie popped up out of the water, and grinned at us as she said,

 

“Is this a private party or can I join in the fun?”

 

We all laughed as I pushed her head back under. She sputtered to the top again and splashed water over us. That started a free for all, and all the rest of the campers joined in, until the pool was filled with screeching little girls, all trying to drown each other!

 

Finally Sandy blew her whistle to calm everybody down, and then we lined the kids up for swimming lessons. We worked most of the rest of the afternoon with kickboards and teaching them to float on their backs. Angie and I had lots of opportunities to fondle little nipples and cute little butts as we held them up on top of the water so they could get used to floating without fear of sinking.

 

As the sun passed behind the tall pines, it got cooler and we pulled all our kids from the pool and helped them dry off. Then Angie and I changed back into our shorts and camp blouses. As I picked mine up, I turned to Angie and said,

 

“Ang, do you think I could get away without wearing this darn bra?”

 

“I don’t know, Jan, your nipples always show so easily. But I agree, they are a pain in the butt, for sure.”

 

“Well, I’m going to try it, and if I’m not wrong, Sandy may like it more than we know!” I giggled, as we buttoned up over our naked breasts. The cotton material felt nice, and my nipples did get hard right away as it brushed back and forth, causing shivers to run up my back. Angie stared at the bumps, and panted softly, as she licked her lips.

 

“Jeesh, Jan! I’m getting wet just looking at your nipples. If Sandy does have a thing for you, then that ought to make her cream her tight shorts!” Angie laughed, as she grabbed my buns and squeezed.

 

We walked out, and our groups formed around us in a circle as we explained the dinner arrangements. Then we all marched back to the lodge singing Girl Scout songs, and laughing about the fun day at the pool.

 

To be continued in part two of the Camp Chronicles ….

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I love my brother dearly, but sometimes I want to kill him!

 

 Right now, though, I was ogling his cute little rear end, as he hobbled toward the bathroom! If he wasn’t my brother I’d grab his fat dick, and shove it up my cunt, and fuck his brains out!  That is, if he could get it up, as hung over as he is!

 

He stood in front of the toilet with his eyes closed, and urinated as I watched. We’ve been like this all our lives, and we are used to seeing each other naked! That doesn’t mean we don’t have fantasies about each other, but we never would do anything about it in real life!

 

I fell back asleep, as I felt the bed shake, from his flopping back down.

 

 I give up! If he wants to be late for work, that’s his problem! I have another hour before I have to get up for school, so I’m going to make the best of it, and sleep until my alarm goes off!

 

I started to drift off when my body signaled my brain that it wanted to be fucked, by the well built body, lying beside me!

 

Normally, Angie, my little lesbian lover, would be lying where he was, but she was visiting her folks for the week. Without our nightly lovemaking I was really horny!

 

I rolled over on my back, and turned to look at my naked brother, and I felt the moisture begin to flow down my cunt lips! My nipples were starting to swell, as were my puffy little cunt lips! I felt tingles running up and down my body, as I raised my hand to one breast, and squeezed lightly through the thin fabric of my knee length night gown!

 

Slowly I raised the hem up, until I could place my warm palm on my mound! I jerked at my touch! As I pressed harder against my clit, I trembled and gasped, and grabbed my nipple harder! I bit my lower lip, as I ran my eyes up and down my brother’s body, from his blonde hair down to his fat penis!

 

His deep breathing made his chest rise and fall, as I stared at his sexy naked nipples!

 

I was breathing harder, as I worked my gown higher, and then pulled it off over my head! Now I was lying naked next to my naked brother! It was so erotic, that moisture pulsed out of my swollen cunt! I spread my legs until I felt the fine golden hairs on his thigh against my side! I slowly moved my leg against his well defined muscles and the heat was burning my skin!

 

I spread my legs further, until my left one hung off the side of the bed, as I slid my fingers up my steaming cunt! I began fucking myself, as I kneaded and pulled on my erect nipples! Little ripples ran up and down my now sweating little body, as I drove my fingers relentlessly in and out, and yanked on my throbbing nipple!

 

Still staring at my sexy brother, I jerked up off the bed, as the orgasm ripped up and down my stomach! Contractions wracked my body over and over until I wanted to scream! I bit down hard on my lip and mumbled, “Umph, Umph, Umph! Unnnnhhhh!” as I came!

 

 As I sank back down on the damp sheets I saw my brother open his blue eyes and stare directly into mine! He slowly smiled, and reached up and smoothed my hair out of my face. He then kissed me tenderly on my mouth, and whispered in my ear, “Was that as good as it sounded?” I just numbly nodded, as I nuzzled his face. God, he is soo sweet!

 

He then turned, and got up, with his now stiff dick, and went into his room to get ready for work. He has the most fantastic looking erection when he gets turned on! This wasn’t the first time I have seen it, and it never ceases to amaze me! I often think about hanging from it while it juts out from his body, while I do chin ups! I bet it wouldn’t even move! I grin to myself every time that scene crosses my mind!

 

I lay there watching through his open room door across the hall. He came out of the shower wearing a towel and drying his hair. Then he dropped the towel and looked over through my door to see if I was looking. Grinning widely he gave his penis a few hard yanks, before reaching over for his jeans!

 

 I panted as I saw him pull his pants on over his hard naked butt! It makes me soo hot knowing he never wears underwear! I sometimes see his bulge around the house and my mouth gets wet just imagining that big beautiful dick rubbing against the denim fabric, as he leans against the counters in the kitchen, or across the fender of his hot rod while he works on the engine!

 

Many times I cum, while ogling his hot bod, and I catch him grinning at me with that glint in his eye, as he  puckers his lips at me, and runs his tongue lasciviously over his lips! He is such a tease!

 

But Angie and I have him going more than he does us! I’ve stared at him with hooded eyes while Angie kneads my breasts, and shoves her hand hard against my protruding mound under my shorts or dresses!

 

He often breaks out in a cold sweat, as I continue to stare, and Angie continues to dry fuck me, harder and harder, until I am shaking like a leaf and bucking my hips back and forth against her prying fingers! I’ve seen his pants turn dark in the front, as I throw my head back, and scream out my orgasm!

 

 Then it’s my turn to pucker and lick my lips, as he shudders and quakes, and the stain creeps lower, as his bulge pulses cum down inside his pant leg!

 

And Angie grins and giggles at both of us! She loves us both like we were her own family, and she teases us, too, every chance she gets!

*** 

 

Needless to say this makes for a very happy home! A lot of arguments are prevented when everybody cums often every day! Not a lot of aggression can come to the surface against people who love, and lust, together!

 

My folks got used to this behavior, early on, when we were still very little. They tried to put a stop to it at first, then, when they saw how well we all related, they finally gave in, and let us drive each other nuts! In fact it was not unusual for them to be doing the same sort of teasing, and fucking around, literally, as we did!

 

I remember, vividly, one hot summer day last year, when my brother and his little slut got completely carried away!

 

The whole family was gathered out by the pool. Angie and I were horsing around, splashing everybody, as mom and dad lay on the loungers, watching, and catching rays. My brother and his tart were standing by the ladder, waist deep in the shallow end, tonguing each others tonsils!

 

Brother Bobby had on his usual baggy surfer shorts, and Susie slut had on a thong, and two little patches just covering her stiff nipples! Slut, or not, she was a sexy little vixen, and we could all see why my brother was hot for her! If ever there was a better built five foot six girl in the world, I don’t know who it could possibly be!

 

She wasn’t big breasted, or beautiful, but she just oozed sex from every pore of her golden tanned body! Every move she made telegraphed “fuck me!” to any one who looked her way! Angie and I, and my parents, felt the same chemistry, no matter how much we considered her a little slut!

 

Her everyday dress was worse than the stuff that Angie and I strutted around in! Half the time her tits and butt cheeks were exposed, with just a bare coverage, threatening to open any minute! And when something did fall out she took forever putting it back in, as she looked around, with that oh, soo sexy pout, at everyone in sight!

 

There were always many wet crotches when she was around!

 

Anyway, they were panting, and gasping, as they continued sucking and licking each others faces! Angie and I stopped our fooling around, and edged closer to watch, as we held hands under the water! I could feel my little pixie trembling as the show turned her on more and more!

 

Mom had moved over to Dad, and was straddling his waist on the lounger as she, too, stared at Bobby and Susie literally fucking each others mouths! I watched mom slowly begin to slide her crotch up and down the bulge tenting my dad’s shorts! Angie turned her head and looked, too, and I felt her sweet breath hit the side of my face as she panted over and over, and humped my leg under the pool surface!

 

We turned back around and gasped as we realized that my brother had pulled the tiny little string top off of Susie’s perfect little breasts! The water on her skin dripped off the ends of her rigid nipples, as she dragged them back and forth over my brother’s chest, scraping his nipples with her hard nubs!

 

Meanwhile my brother was scraping his nails up and down her sides, and then up over her breasts, and finally onto the tips of her nipples! When he scratched the ends, Susie shuddered, and twitched, and moaned, in my brother’s mouth! She bucked against him hard, as he reached down and ripped her thong off, and threw it up on the deck! God! Clothed she was awesome, naked she positively glowed sex!

 

I was shuddering against Angie, who was staring open mouthed, and fucking my leg faster and faster! Her hair kept whipping around my face as she looked, first back at my parents, then around to my brother, trying to see everything at once, as she strained against me!

 

We had been constantly edging closer, until we were now so close we could feel Susie panting and my brother grunting! Then he pulled Susie’s legs up, and she wrapped them around his waist, as he thrust his now naked penis into her waiting cunt!

 

Angie and I were standing right beside them, as Bobby fucked in and out, and Susie panted loudly! I saw Angie reach up, and slide her finger into Susie’s butt hole, as she jerked and gasped! Angie kept fucking my leg, as she fingered Susie’s little puckered opening!

 

Susie had her lips locked on my brother’s neck as the orgasm hit! She tried to scream around her lips, and jerked in the water, as the contractions yanked her around!

 

My suit had long ago evaporated like magic, and the side water jet from the filter was now spraying directly against my rear end, as I humped Angie’s leg, in unison with her thrusts!

 

When my brother came, Angie turned to face me, and locked her mouth on mine, as she slid that gorgeous long fat tongue deep between my sucking lips, and I jerked my hips, as my own orgasm matched Angie, thrust for thrust!

 

I later remembered I wished I had a camera! It must have been quite a sight, four naked bodies jerking out orgasms, as four people screamed as one! At the same time Mom yelled as dad shot a big load of cum far up into her cunt hole!

 

***

 

We all swam around for awhile to cool down. Mom pushed dad’s penis back in through his pants leg opening as she pulled her bikini back over her wet cunt. Then they went back up to the house as all we kids climbed out to lie in the warm sun.

 

Bobby went up to get more beer for him and Susie, while Angie and I winked and grinned at each other! Bobby looked back over his shoulder to see if we were looking at his buns and grinned! Then he nodded at Susie lying spread eagled on the deck, and made a signal with his hand telling us to go get her!

 

We giggled, as we exchanged glances, and got up and walked over by Susie. She looked yummy lying with her legs open so the sun could warm her cunt! Her perfect round bottom stuck up in the air invitingly, and her long blonde hair was spread out over her head, and flared out on the deck so it would dry. She even had her arms spread wide as she rolled sexily back and forth, rubbing her cunt lips against the warm concrete!

 

Angie and I were gushing so bad, we had to squeeze our legs together, to keep from absolutely flooding the whole deck! Vibrations ran up and down our quivering bodies as we gawked at sexy Susie! I nodded to Angie, and she nodded back, as she knelt slowly astraddle of the back of one of Susie’s legs, while I did the same to the other!

 

Susie’s body jumped under us, and then she turned her head, and brushed her hair out of her eyes to look up at us! I smiled back at her as I lazily started running my hands up and down the back of her thigh. Angie followed my lead and softly stroked the other one.

 

Susie sighed at our touch, and wiggled her tight little buns, as her cunt lips began to swell! We kept running our hands higher and higher, one on the outside and one on the inside of each of her legs! Susie began to shudder as we kneaded ever closer to her rear end. Then we both slid onto her buns and began pulling and kneading the firm flesh!

 

I saw Susie’s cunt lips oozing moisture as she got more and more turned on! Her mouth was hanging open, and her saliva ran out on the deck, as she panted and moaned, under our constant squeezing and fondling!

 

We both spread her ass cheeks wide and ran fingers side by side up and down her crack! Her hips were bucking up and down now, as she tried, in vane, to force our fingers up her butt! When she was writhing madly, we finally gave her what she so desperately needed, as I shoved my fingers into her hole! She shrieked, and gasped, as I started fucking her anus faster and faster!

 

While I worked on her butt, Angie slid her hand under, and into, her sopping wet cunt!  She moaned, and tried to dig her fingernails into the concrete, as she bucked harder and harder, while panting and moaning! She then rose up on her elbows, trying to force Angie’s fingers deeper and harder against her clit! She started pulling herself forward and then back, dragging Angie’s knuckles and her clit against the hot cement!

 

Her muscles rippled under her golden skin, and she was soo hot looking rolling around under our probing fingers! The sun shining on her sweat drenched body made my pulse race, as I fucked my spread cunt lips on her hamstring!

 

Just as we were about to come, a shadow loomed over us. I looked up and saw my brother’s penis sticking straight out in the air! He reached down, and with one effortless move, rolled Susie over onto her back! Susie looked up in shock, and then a smile crossed her lips, as Bobby knelt down with his dick hanging over her mouth, dripping precum onto her parted soft mouth!

 

She raised her head to take his penis between her lips, and began to suck greedily to pull him into her mouth! As she sucked he lowered his mouth to her clit, and began to tease it with his tongue, while Angie and I jerked on her tits, and rolled her nipples between our fingers, roughly!

 

When he sucked her clit she jerked, and screamed around his swollen prick, as an orgasm rocked her sweaty body!  At that moment I let go, with Angie right behind, as orgasms racked our little frames! Bobby heard our screams, and that drove him over the top, as he shot white cum deep into Susie’s gaping mouth, while biting her clit between his teeth!

 

The excess cum ran out the sides of her mouth as she tried to swallow it all! My brothers pulsing cock just kept spewing cum, until I thought the poor girl would suffocate!

 

We all collapsed on Susie’s now limp body! Bobby’s face in her cunt, my gushing cunt spread on her thigh, Angie’s on the other, and our arms spread over Bobby’s back, as our tits flattened on his smooth shoulders!

 

Susie finally begged for everybody to get off. We all stood up on rubbery legs, and fell into the pool to recuperate in the cool water! Bobby hugged my naked body to his, and kissed me gently, as he stared deep into my eyes!

 

“God! I wish you weren’t my brother! I want to fuck you soo bad right now!”

 

“I know, little sis, me too! But we can’t!”

 

“Yeah, I know, but it just isn’t fair, is it?”

 

“Life isn’t fair sis, you know that!”

 

“Yeah, but I can still dream, can’t I?”

 

“Yep, you can! Let’s get out of here, before I rape you and Angie both!”

 

“Bobby! Oh God! Please do it! She would love it as much as me!”

 

“Sorry, honey, but being the big bro has its responsibilities, and this is one of them, damnit!”

 

“Thanks Bobby, for being here for me! I love you!”

 

He kissed me, and then Angie, and then helped sexy Susie up. They went up to the house, and up to his room, to do it again, I supposed!

 

Angie and I walked naked into the kitchen, and drank some pop, then went upstairs to rest. As we climbed the stairs, we heard the telltale banging of the headboard from my parent’s room, and we exchanged looks as we giggled!

 

Part Two? You all decide, please? This story is a joint effort between deedee18@literotica.org and theleper@hotmail,com.

 

I opened a pack of Newports and lit one up. I was finding myself actually liking this whole smoking thing. Brad drove off into this dark wooded area just behind the apartment complex. This was it the moment I was waiting for; I was going to fuck my boyfriends’ best friend. Not just any best friend but I was going to fuck Brad. It started out slow, Brad was sucking on a cigarette and I was sucking on Brad’s hard cock. He pulled his shorts off and then pulled my shirt off, I was not wearing a bra. Brad started kissing and licking my neck; I was nibbling his ear. Our lips met for the first time, then our tongues. He was a great kisser. He started to unzip my pants, I helped. He removed my thong and I felt his fingers part my pussy lips, it was good. He started with one finger inside of me and then two. We were kissing just about the whole time. “You are wet, very wet, what is it that you want from me”, he said. I whispered in his ear “I want your hard thick cock in my hot wet pussy right now!”

He lit another cigarette and laid back on the seat. Oh, he was hot. I jumped over to him and we kissed with more passion, our tongues danced together. I was ready. I took the head of his thick cock in my pussy; it took all I had to get him to penetrate my tight pussy. Michael was long but had little girth. Brad was all, long and fat cock. The pain that his dick was giving me turned into pleasure after my pussy stretched to accommodate his large cock. I was riding him with great speed and force; I did not want to wear myself out to fast so I stopped. “What’s the matter Christy” Brad said, when I stopped fucking him. “I want you to fuck me” I said to him with a playful anger. I had to have another cigarette; it was just too good. I jumped out of the truck with the Newport hanging from my mouth and told Brad to get out. “Why” he said. I said to him “you are going to fuck me hard, fast, good and with a cigarette hanging from your lips.” “OK” was all he said. That was all he needed to say.

I put the tailgate down on his truck and jumped in the back. Still enjoying my smoke I called Brad to join me in the back of his truck. Both of us still nude I laid down and with a come over here wave Brad was just about to get on top of me and I said you are missing something, he said to me “no I am not” and took the cigarette away from me and put it in between his lips. He looked so good.

He lined up his cock to my still moist pussy and forced his cock inside of me. I let out a scream that I am sure someone else heard. He was fucking me with so much force that I felt like a virgin being fucked for the first time again. He stopped dead in his tracks let me have another puff and flicked it away. As I exhaled he started fucking me again but slower and softer this time. I was almost over the top he put my legs over his shoulders, I felt him enter me more than he already was. His cock felt bigger than 10” it felt like 13”. “OH MY GOD I AM CUMMING” my body was trembling and my pussy was grabbing Brad’s cock trying to milk the cum out of it, he was not ready to cum. My orgasm was so intense, he continued to fuck me harder as my orgasm seemed to last for 10 min or more. Brad was loving this. He lit another cigarette but did not even stop the assault on my pussy. His cock was so deep inside of me. He turned me over on my knees. He entered me again. The assault on my pussy was not over. As he entered me it felt like it was his first time entering me the pain and the pleasure mixed again and I felt my body again start to tremble. I was cumming again. It was ecstasy, is was like I have never felt before. After my orgasm was over for the second time Brad pulled out and I felt his tongue enter my dripping wet pussy. I think he did it just to put the fire in my pussy out and to give me a break. “Do you like this” he asked me. I said “ you are the best fuck I have ever had.” “You haven’t felt anything yet” he said. “Just wait until it’s my turn to cum, unless you want me to pull out first?” he asked, “no, no you are going to fill me up with your hot man juice.” I said back to him. He continued to eat my out as I just laid there.

After about 5min of him eating me out I stopped him and said I was read for round three. I took his cock in my mouth just to lube it up again and I could taste his hot pre cum on my tongue, he was ready. Brad got back in place above me and entered me again. It was a bit less painful and all the more pleasureful. He fucked me hard, our bodies were wet and the aroma of our sex was filling the night air. I needed him and I needed his cum deep in my pussy. I was moaning and screaming his name loudly. “BRAD, BRAD I NEED YOUR COCK DEEP IN MY PUSSY, FUCK YES, OH, FUCK ME HARDER, PLEASE DON’T STOP”, those were the words coming out of my mouth. His cock tensed up his moaning was getting louder, “I AM GOING TO UH, CUM....” He did not stop, he kept pumping my pussy harder I felt his dick unleash its juice inside of me, he still did not stop, he drained all of his cum inside my used pussy. He was the only man that I have been with that did not stop after cumming as much as he had came. He was not done; he did not get limp he was harder than ever. He kept up the assault on my cunt for another ten minuets. He came again with more power than before; my pussy was filled to capacity with his hot white creamy cum. He slowed down to a stop. He pulled his still hard dick out of my abused pussy. I sat up and moved towards his shrinking cock, I lowered my head onto it and sucked our juices off of it. We laid side by side in the bed of his truck still naked. I was wondering if Michael was awake yet, it has been 5 hours since we left the apartment, it was 6am and the sky had just started to come alive. Brad lit another cigarette and we shared it. We were just too tired to move, our bodies were drenched with sweat and smell of sex.

 

Brad and I slept in the back of his truck for about 4 hours; the heat at 10 o’clock in the morning was unbearable and woke us up. We jumped out of the bed of the truck and got in the cab and started the short ride home. I was so worried about what Michael was going to say, or if he was even awake.

Brad dropped me off so the whole thing would not look suspicious. As I entered the apartment was quiet and dark, just the way I left it. I went in the back bedroom and peaked in on Michael, he was still sleeping. I went over to him just to make sure he was not dead, I placed my hand on his head and he awoke. With a smile Michael looked at me and said “good morning honey, how are you doing this morning?” “I am doing fine, are you feeling better this morning?” He looked at me and said “I did not know I was feeling bad?” in a questioning manner. I don’t think Michael even remembers what was said last night to me by him. I just looked at him and said “I am going to take a short nap and then I will help you clean up this mess. Michael asked “its 10:30 in the morning and you are going to take a nap?” “Yes” I said back to him. “Ok well don’t sleep too long.” he said.

I went off to my room to take a shower. I was surprised Michael could not smell the sweat and the sex odor from my body. The only thing I could think about was Brad, Brad, Brad. I must not have had enough of him, I was fingering myself in the shower. I was sore from my shoulders to my pussy to my legs. I had to find a way to get another piece of Brad. The only thing was that I loved Michael, he really is a good person and very good to me. I just had a little to drink last night and I was mad, so I just needed to fuck so I did! I dried myself off and headed to bed.

My alarm clock went off at 3:30 the same afternoon, I got out of bed and headed out to see what Michael was doing. I went into the kitchen and Michael and Brad was seated at the table. “Well hello sleepy-head, are you feeling better?” Michael asked. I responded “I am rested and feeling a lot better”. With that said Brad got up and came over to me and started kissing my neck right in front of Michael. “Back off!” I exclaimed. I did not want Michael to know what went on. Brad grabbed me again and started kissing me. Michael got out of his chair and came behind me and started to pull off my shirt, there was nothing I could do. The guys were just to strong, and to tell you the truth I did not want to fight it off. I was getting a cake and eating it too.

My shirt fell to the floor and Brad was unbuttoning my shorts, they too fell to the floor. I had no panties on so that was not problem. “Brad told me all about you two, I am sorry for my mistake, I will never fuck Jennifer again as long as Brad and I can fuck you!” Michael said to me, with surprise. “Yes I want both of you too” I said. We went into the living room and Brad laid on the couch, I got on my knees and started sucking his dick. Michael moved in behind me and started fucking my still sore pussy. His smaller cock did fit better inside of me than Brad‘s. (See girls smaller is good sometimes). I was in love with the feeling of sucking Brad’s big cock and Michael’s cock fucking my pussy. I felt Michael pull out, he went over to the table and lit his favorite brand of cigarette, Marlboro Red then he lit another cigarette, a Newport and handed it to Brad. I had two smoking men just fucking the hell out of me. I felt Michael’s dick tense up and I grabbed his balls, it felt like Niagara Falls letting lose in my mouth. After Brad came he once again was not done he switched spots with Michael, I was ready to taste Michael’s cum, it was the best I have ever tasted. (That’s no lie, I have sucked a lot of cocks and his is the best). OH GOD it hurt so good as Brad entered my abused pussy, all I could do was lower my head onto Michael’s cock and just go to town. Michael tried to hand me his half smoked cigarette, I did not accept, I reached around and grabbed Brad’s Newport from between his lips and took a nice long drag and exhaled the smoke all over Michael’s cock. Brad was fucking me harder and faster at the site of seeing me do this, he was all into this smoking fetish and so was I. I felt my orgasm rush through my body as he fucked me harder and harder. I was cumming all over his huge shaft in my cunt. I had to stop sucking Michael’s dick, it was so intense. My pussy was grabbing a hold of Brad’s cock just as he started to cum inside me. Michael moved off the couch onto the floor in front of me, Brad pulled his limp cock out of me and I felt Michael’s tongue enter me. I was still finishing the cigarette as my boyfriend was eating me out and cleaning Brad’s cum from my cunt. Brad still did not have enough, he started sucking my 36C tits. These boys were screwing me like it was going to be the last time. Michael finished cleaning the inside of my pussy and moved back behind me. Brad stood up and sat on the couch I leaned into him, as we kissed I felt Michael start to lick my ass hole. I knew what was next, Michael got into position and entered his cock into my virgin ass. He fucked me so good and hard I knew right then that this was not going to be the last time for this threesome. As Michael was fucking my ass Brad started to finger fuck my pussy. Brad then got the best idea so far. He laid on the couch face up, he asked me to get on top of him and then Michael to get behind me to continue the assault on my ass. I was being double fucked for the first time in my life. I had orgasm after orgasm for almost 45min straight. When this fuck session was over both guys were smoking and cumming in me at the same time.

Tell me that is not hot!

 

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 Jessa invited Abby over for the night, Abby of course said yes and said she would be over in about 2 hours.

About an hour later Jessa's dad walked into Jessa's room and lay on the bed. Jessa was in her large walk-in closet getting her volleyball clothes. Jessa noticed her dad, "long day" she asked. “As always" he answered. Jessa walked out of the closet, she had on a bright green camisole, white bra, a tight pair of jeans, and a hot bright green thong. She casually walked over to tired dad. "Abby's staying over tonight" as opened her dad's pants."Ok" her dad said as if nothing was happening. Jessa pulled down her father's pants and boxers showing his semi-hard cock. Jessa lay down next to him and began to jerk his cock. His 7 inch cock was erect as Jessa picked up the pace. Jessa knew it wouldn't be long. Jessa sat up and jerked faster she played with his balls with her other hand."Oh yeah Jessie honey" as he started to squirm. Jessa was stroking as fast as she could. “Holy shiiiiiiiittttttttttttt" her dad almost yelled as he squirted his load onto Jessa's arm, and his own pants. Her dad sat up and gave Jessa a long wet kiss with tongue. They broke the kiss "that was great Jessie" her dad said. "Thanks daddy" Jessa smiled as she licked the cum off her hand. Jessa's dad zipped up his pants and walked out of her room and closed the door.

Jessa had been giving her dad hand jobs and blowjobs for 2 months now. Her dad often came in 10 minutes or less. She knew her dad loved the way she looked and moved her hands. It all started when Jessa got home from Abby's house 2 hours early. She had found her dad in her closet jerking off to one of her thongs. For some reason Jessa got extremely horny and walked in and finished the job for him. It's not like Jessa's mom, Vikki wasn't hot, she looked almost like Jessa but older. Jim, Jessa's dad had a thing for teenage girls. Jessa's mom did not know about this and Jessa wasn't planning on telling her anytime soon. So Jessa was almost guaranteed to get any she wanted after a blowjob session and took advantage constantly.  

Another hour later Abby showed up. Abby had on a tight white t-shirt and a tight pair of blue jeans. Jessa invited her in and went up to Jessa's room. They spent the next 3 hours talking to boys on the phone and talking with each other. They realized that it was almost midnight. They decided to go to bed since they had to leave for a volleyball tournament at 8 am. They both got into Jessa's king sized bed. Jessa was in her white bra and bright green thong, were Abby had on a black bra and black thong. This was the girls typical nightwear and were used to seeing each other in just thongs and bras.

Jessa locked the door and turned on the big screen TV. Jessa found a porno and left it on. “That’s what I'm talking about" Abby said. Both the girls secretly fingered themselves as a man fucked a busty blonde.  They both had orgasms in the next 15 minutes and Jessa went to sleep, but Abby wanted more. Abby had heard rumors about Jessa sticking dildos in her pussy before fucking a high school basketball star at their school. Abby went into the large closet. She closed the door behind her and turned on the light. Abby searched her way to the back of the closet and opened an old shoe box at the top of the pile. She pulled out a 9 inch black vibrator. Abby never used a dildo let alone a vibrator. Abby decided to go for it. Abby took the head of the vibrator and pushed it in half way in. Abby was plenty loose since she had sex on a weekly basis. Abby turned on the vibrator on low. Abby almost screamed, she fucked her pussy in and out. Abby bucked against the dildo and started to cum. She moaned slightly as she came all over the floor. She licked her juices off the vibrator and put it back in the box. Abby went back to the bed and lay next to Jessa with her thong soaking wet.

The next morning Jessa’s dad woke Abby and Jessa up ‘Good morning girls’ he said cheerfully. ‘What time is it’ Jessa asked. ‘6, c’mon we have to leave in 15 minutes or your going to be late’ Tim said. Tim got a hard on as he watched the 2 girls walk into the bathroom with just their bras and thongs on.

Abby and Jessa’s volleyball team easily made it to the finals killing all of the small schools like bugs. 30 minutes before the game their coach said ‘Alright Abby, you know the routine’. Abby went into the bathroom to get changed and put on make up. One of the reasons why Abby and Jessa’s team won every game was because for the last 5 years the team would vote the hottest girl to fuck the official of the state tournament games or challenging matches. This year the team voted Abby.

Abby walked out in a tiny denim skirt, a super tiny pink top, and high heels. ‘Looking good’ the team complemented Abby. ‘There’s the official, Go get him Abby’ her coach told her. Abby remembered the man from past games that year. Hi, remember me, Abby said and spun around. ‘Of course, what can I do for you’ he asked. ‘Let my team win and I’ll fuck you’ Abby said slyly. ‘Fuck first and you will win’ the 50 year old man said. Abby looked down to see the man’s average sized cock poking at his pants. ‘Deal’ Abby said and she led the man to an empty classroom that the team had found open. Abby locked the door and pulled the man’s pants off. ‘We have to make this quick we only have 25 minutes till the game’ the old man said. Abby smiled and took the whole cock in her mouth and began to suck. The man moaned in pleasure. After a couple of minutes Abby threw off her shirt. Abby stuck the cock between her tits and rubbed her tits back and forth the length of the old man’s dick. Abby smiled as the old man moaned even louder. Abby slipped off her skirt and got on the man’s cock. ‘ Oh yeah, I want you to come in my pussy’ she said as she stuck her tits in the officials face. He licked her tits for about a minute before he came in Abby’s pussy. The man slipped out from underneath Abby, got on his clothes and left the room. Jessa walked in a minute later with Abby’s volleyball clothes. ‘How did it go’ Jessa asked. ‘Alright’ Abby said calmly, and they both walked out the door. Later they won the final match.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

They found Lynsey in the living room downstairs putting her purse down. "Hi, honny" Julie said to her daughter. Hi, mom I'm just going to go to the lake and work on my tan" Lynsey replied. Lynsey was 5'6 had long blonde hair, small tits but had a huge ass that many guys love. "Hi Kathy." Lynsey said. "Hi Lynsey, how are you?" Kathy said with a smile. "Good" was her reply as she walked to the stairs. Kathy glanced as Lynsey's ass as it move up the stairs just like her mother's ass did. They walked to the kitchen table and sat down. "I'm glad you can over, do you think you could bring in the paper, and feed the cat when we go on vacation next week" Julie questioned. "No, problem" Kathy answered."Great" Julie said as she grabbed the house key from the counter. "Well I better go to the store before Mike (Julie's husband) gets home." Julie said as she handed the keys to Kathy. Kathy followed Julie out the front door.They said their good-byes.

Kathy went upstairs to her room and looked out toward the lake. Just then she noticed Lynsey laying outside with a orange and yellow bikini on laying on a lawnchair on the dock. Kathy remembered the naked photos of Lynsey and her boy friend. She wondered if Claire had anything like that. So Kathy walked to Claire's room and walked to her pink covered bed. Kathy looked under the bed. To her surprise there was nothing under it. So she walked to Claire's dressed and opened the top drawer. There was half a drawer of panties and the other half bras. She pikced up a pair of orange panties and set them on the drawer. The next was a thong. She never saw thie before. She picked up two more. Two more thongs. Then something caught her eye. Kathy picked it up. It was a light blue g-string. Kathy put the g-string on the floor. Kathy never wore thongs or g-strings. Kathy countinued looking through the thongs to the bottom. Nothing. She put all the thongs back in. She then picked up the g-string. She knew that John would be turned on if he saw this. So she put it in her jean short pocket. She decided she needed a bra. She found a matching light blue bra. She threw it on the floor. She looked in the second drawer, only to find jeans and skirts. Kathy found a very short black silk shirt that she had never seen and threw it on the bra. She looked for a tight shirt to wear in the final drawer. Right on top was a white-see through tank top that she sure was to small for her and Claire. Kathy looked and all the clothes she picked out. Kathy put them in a shopping bag and put it in her walk-in closet. She new John would be surprised.

A couple hours later Julie called to see if she wanted to carpool to Chris and Tom's summer baseball game, Kathy said sure. At 5:30 Claire and Chris came home. "Ready to go Chris" Kathy asked. "Yeah, let me grab my stuff." Chris said as he ran upstairs. "Claire, Zach is at Jeff's for the night so it's just you and dad untill 9:30 at least." "Ok" Claire replied. Chris came downstairs and they left. The game started about an hour into the game Kathy needed sunscreen. Julie didn't have any so they went back to the house. Kathy got out and wlaked to the front door and opened it sliently. She went to the bathroom, grabbed the sunscreen and walked to the door. She suddenly heard a loud moaning coming from upstairs. She walked out of the house, and back to Julie's mini-van."Julie come with me, quickly." "What is it" Julie asked. "I don't know." Julie got out of the car and walked into the house. They heard the moaning again. They quietly walked up the stairs to Claire's room but no one was there. "Oh yeah, oh, it feels so good,uuhhh" "That's Claire's voice" Kathy whispered. "Don't make a sound" Julie said. They tip-toed to Kathy's room. The door was wide open, they walked toward it and peeked around the corner. Chloe was on top of her dad's dick, "Oh, yeah daddy, fuck me, fuck me hard, I'm cumming, uh uh uhhhhhhhhh" Claire then collapsed on her dad's chest as he filled her with cum. When John had finished then began to french kiss. "Lets see mom top that." Claire smiled. "I hope I don't get pregnant." Claire said. John smiled. As they both closed their eyes and drifted into sleep.

Just a beginner, part 2 will have more sex. A lot more.

Turning over once more, she drifted off into the endless possibilities of her Dreamworld…

***

She was awakened again, this time with hands gently caressing her back through her nightshirt. She laid perfectly still, her heart torn in two by her choices.

‘I can let him have me tonight and risk that being the end. Or I can wait and risk never having the chance again,’ she pondered as he continued to rub her back, his hands moving towards her neck.

She sighed softly to let him know she was awake and turned to face him slowly. The moonlight continued to dance in his stunning blue eyes and off his golden curls, like an angel from Heaven.

“How are you feeling?” he asks quietly, his hands moving onto her tummy now that she lay on her back.

Her heartbeat quickens as she has only seconds to decide her fate as he brings his face closer to hers.

Having always lived life in the safe lane, and always worrying about what others thought of her, she decides to throw caution to the wind and indulge her inner desire.

‘I would never forgive myself if I never had the chance to have him,’ she thinks as she raises her head to meet his inviting lips.

Locked in a lover’s first kiss, the passion escalates from that moment. Her body temperature rises as she succumbs to his inexplicable charm.

Linking her arms around his neck, she pulls his body closer to hers and he moves to her willingly. Trying not to break the exquisite kiss, he fumbles to remove his sweatpants.

Small moans are beginning to filter through the kisses as the passion continues to increase. Her hands are tangled in his hair and he manages to squirm out of his pants, the difficult task of removing his boxers being next.

An electric current shoots up her legs as his bare skin touches her, her nerve endings tingling, feeling his hardness through the cotton fabric of his underwear.

Suddenly, she pushes him away from her and sits up. He stares at her, taken aback by her behaviour, wondering if she has changed her mind. He needs only to wait a moment for his answer.

Grabbing the hem of her shirt, she madly tears it from her body and tosses it away. Lying on her back once more, her panties are slid off tossed in the same direction as her shirt.

He smiles into the darkness and removes his own shirt and boxers.

Sitting there in the darkness now, they gaze at each others’ naked skin for the first time. Both are breathing hard through their passion and finally can stand it no longer.

She dives at him, pushing him flat on his back as she begins to deeply French kiss him, her tongue swirling expertly inside his mouth and battling his own for domination.

His hands explore the divine curves of her hips, her ass and her breasts as he kisses her back harder and more urgently. His touch works its way from her back to her front and finally down the flatness of her belly, inching closer to her wetness.

She gasps as his fingers travel over her smooth pussy mound and reaches down to stroke his cock tip as his fingers slide inside her. She breaks the kiss and throws her head back in heated pleasure, arching her back.

He pushes deeper inside of her moist tunnel and wiggles his fingers around, using his thumb to rub her swelling clit. His own body is starting to betray him as she continues to stroke his tip, extending the travel area down his thick shaft. The precum is oozing from him and she uses this to lubricate the rest of his manhood.

Within minutes, they’re both almost on the brink of sexual satisfaction and break away from each other once more. Lying side by side, their chests heave and breathing begins to subside as their orgasms wash away from them, unreached.

Words need not be spoken in the silence, the breathing and moans say it all. They know now the true extend of their desire for one another and turn to each other for true sexual satisfaction.

He turns his face to hers and meeting her eyes touches him in a completely unexpected way. Though little has changed between them since she arrived, the light in her eyes in the shadowy darkness tells something different.

She returns his strained look in the moonlight, admiring the way his curls crown his head like a cherub. The lust grows within her blood as a new sensation seeps into her heart.

They come together again in a deep, lustful kiss, but progress more slowly this time, savouring their first time experience.

She slowly mounts atop him, his cock resting in front of her pussy as she gently digs her nails into his bare chest. As her hands trail over his length, it throbs hard, the blood practically boiling in his mushroom tip.

His hands massage her buttocks and travel up to her perky breasts, tugging and pinching the erect pink nipples.

She moans as she lifts herself with her smooth creamy thighs and allows his prick to spread her glistening cunt folds. She closes her eyes tightly, focusing only on the warmth of him filling her from the inside.

He gasps out as her tightness envelops his hardness as her kegal muscles grip him securely.

The begin to move as one together as she moves herself up and down, his hips thrusting to meet her.

His hands drift down to her ass once more and she replaces them with her own, twisting her nipples and clenching her vaginal walls with each shot of brief pain.

His moaning grows louder as she continues to ride him, gripping her buttocks to help her move the way he want it.

They lovemaking pace quickens as the orgasm waves begin to approach once more.

She can feel his cock throbbing with lust as she pistons herself on it harder and harder. She has a hard time catching her breath and her nipples are more erect than ever. She bows her head slightly and brings a breast to her mouth. Protruding her tongue, she flicks it over the pink nub quickly as though she were licking a sweet clit.

His eyes close now, wanting so desperately to watch her licking her own nipple, but trying to control his pending climax, using all his concentration to prevent to inevitable.

As she licks her nipple, her other hand travels between his legs from behind her. Finding his full testicles, she begins to fondle and massage them gently, still riding him faster and deeper.

Her eyes suddenly fly open as she reaches her first peak, her entire body shuddering as the white cum drips down his base each time she moves upwards. Using her wetness to lubricate his balls, she massages more firmly, even venturing between his legs to work the soft fleshy area between his balls and his anus. He spread his legs for her automatically as she begins to expertly stimulate his prostate gland from the outside.

She feels her second orgasm breaking free and she moans in ecstasy as she drops her breast and rubs her swollen clit furiously.

Riding as hard as she can, her breasts heaving with each thrust, her cunt grips his cock as though to never let go. His eyes open to discover her stimulating herself and he soars over the edge as well.

Digging his fingers into her ass cheeks, he lets loose a torrent of cum, spurt after spurt filling her insides, mixing with her own cum still dripping down his shaft. The two moan in unison as their orgasms rack their bodies, shuddering together.

Slowly, she stops riding and finally leans forward to relax on his chest, catching her breath. His heart feels as though it would burst from within him and he traces his fingertips along her spine to calm her tingling nerves.

He kisses her forehead as his breathing returns to normal and holds her close, his cock slowly growing limp within her. She snuggles close to him, breathing in the sweet smell of his sweat from their lovemaking…

As Todd went to the kitchen to get more sugar, he took a deep breath. They say men think about sex every six seconds; he was well up on that. Even though he thought Christina had the face of a teen, her body was all woman.

Heading back to the room, Todd stopped in the doorway. “You’re such a good boy. Come and get your treat” said Christina childishly. She was on all fours, completely naked having ditched the gown, presenting her beautiful ass to Todd.

“What about Nick?” said Todd.

“What about him?”

Todd knew the score; running up behind her, he unzipped his fly and unleashed his ten inch boner. Christina smiled at how well endowed he was. Todd smiled even more when he slammed it up her pussy. He looked down on his brown pubes meeting her hole before fucking her hard.

Christina’s ample breasts swayed as he drove his cock up inside her. “OH! That’s it Todd! Do me baby!” said Christina. He needed no encouragement and plunged it in deeper making her scream. Todd now slid into Christina’s soaked pussy with ease as he reached over to grab her tits, making a loud thwack with every thrust against Christina’s beautiful ass.

“Oh shit! Oh god! Harder! Harder! Fuck me harder!!” Todd obliged. The room built up a musky scent from their lusty lovemaking. Aware of his rising cum, he pulled Christina’s ponytail to go deeper.

The beautiful body he was doing was too much for him and after four more hard thrusts, Todd withdrew his dick before firing an arc of sperm over Christina’s back. The horny couple collapsed on top of each other.

“Phew that was fun! I need a shower!” said Christina (not least because her back was covered in cum). Todd looked on a little dejected.

“Well aren’t you going to join me?” she said. Todd laughed as he stripped and they took to the bathroom.

Once in the shower, Christina turned to Todd and ran her hands over his powerful chest. “That’s quite a six pack you have there” she said as she starting kissing his chest all over. Todd’s cock that had momentarily started to flail, sprang to life again.

“Oh look who’s come to play!” Christina knelt down in front of Todd and licked his cock, before kissing the whole length. Standing up again she pressed her chest against his. Todd looked down on Christina’s huge mammary glands and sucked on her left nipple. Christina held his head against her breasts as he passionately devoured her.

Todd worked his way upwards towards her neck, kissing her tender skin. Picking Christina up by her thighs, he lined his cock up with her pussy. Sliding it in for the second time, Todd pushed her breasts together. TO BE CONTINUED

Stripped off I slipped into the heat of the spa, from were I was sitting I had a good view of what Anne and Anthony were doing. To be truthful the lounge was set up the way it was for this very reason as I get  really turned on by watching my wife with other guys. I watched as Anne slipped out of her clothes, just leaving on her black stockings and suspenders, she then helped Anthony out of his so that there was no restriction to their caresses. I could see Anne really intended taking her time, as I looked she knelt on a cushion in front of Anthony and started to gently lick his shaft slowly from his ball to his glans her fingers at the same time gently carressing his balls. Her hands looked quite tiny alongside his balls sac, I could imagine them full of his cum that with luck would soon drench the inside of my wifes cunt. After a while Anne turned her attention to the glans licking it like an ice cream cone a couple of times I saw her lips open to try and take it in her mouth but it was just too large so she returned to licking and little sucking kisses her tongue occasionally trying to penetrate the slit as his pre cum started to flow.

By now Anthony seemd to be getting ready for more than a little oral, it looked like he asked a question , Anne nodded and led him off in the direction of our bedroom. The bedroom could not be viewed from the spa unfortunately, I jumped out of the spa and quickly towelled myself dry before heading inside. I knew there was no rush that cock was not going to slide in my darling wife that easily. I refreshed my beer before moving towards the bedroom door, there was a comfortable chair outside the bedroom that had a perfect view of our bed, good planning of course. From where I sat I could see that Anne was straddeling Anthony holding his shaft she was positioning it at the mouth of her vagina ready for the first contact. I could hear her telling him not to move until she said that she would do all the work. I could see her visibly making herself relax from past experiences with smaller cocks she knew if she wasn't relaxed this could hurt. It was also fortunate that she had a few years ago had a hysterectomy, otherwise there would be no chance of the full eleven inches going in. For a minute or so nothing seemed to happen, then the big purple head of his cock slipped out of view, with an accompanying low moan from Anne as her muscles were stretched beyond normal tollerances. She stayed there for a few moments controling her breathing, I could see the veins standing out on the shaft that was impaling her it seemed to thicken even more. Then she lowered her self a couple of inches stopping again to get used to the feeling, then lower again with another low moan her eyes closed with a mixture of effort and ecstacy. Still not half way, she raised herself slightly her juices lubricating the shaft, a sudden drop and a further three inches dissapeared from view. Anthony moved under her,'No,nu,no,no just stay still' she grunted.

I was riveted at the sight my own cock standing rigid its mere six inches bobbing as I watched, my turn would come later. Anne stayed still for another minute or so before again lowering herself this time in a slight rocking movement more and more of that awesome cock dissappeared from view until he was buried up to the hilt. For a while Anne stopped all movement I could see her face relax and a low almost purring sound came from her. Ever so slowly she raised herself away from Anthony until all but the glans was outside her with a moan she dropped impaling herself on his shaft. From then on she urged Anthony to join in and the two of them started to really get into it. They changed positions a couple of times his large cock assuring there was no chance of him sliding out. From the way they were moving I could see this was not going to be a long drawn out session, Anne's internal muscles would be screaming later after this pounding. By now Anne seemed to be in one continuous orgasm the sounds she was making growing louder and louder, from outside it must sound like someone was being murdered. I quickly grabbed the stereo control and turned up the volume rtying to match my wifes screams.

Anthony's movements seemed to be getting more eratic not an even stroke now the long strokes changing to shorter harder ones. Suddenley he stiffened a groan coming from his lips then he was slowl grinding himself into Anne, I'm sure she must have thought she was sitting on a fountain becuse from where I was sitting I could see gobs of cum coming round his shaft as he moved. The two of them laid there satiated for a while before moving  as Anthony withdrew his cock a flood of cum followed it out of Anne's stretched cunt her muscles unable to close up after being that stretched didn't restrict the flow at all. Anne  slowly moved and opened her eyes she seemed to have an almost dazed expression in her eyes. Anthony appeared to be asleep at the  moment so I stepped into the bedroom, Anne looked up at me with a smile on her face.

'Bet you didn't think I could manage that did you, I'll do better next time' she said, 'Oh and by the way I could do with a drink'.

I smiled to myself as I went to the fridge, I could see this friendship lasting quite a while.

Gradually, Melanie began to show a much happier side of her self. She would greet me as I came in from work by running to me, leaping into the air, and wrapping her arms around my neck. Her feet, dangling nearly a foot off the floor, would be swinging in the air, as she passionately kissed me.

When I thought she felt safe and comfortable with me, I began gently teasing her about her size. I’d tell her she reminded me of a cute, little, 14-year-old, high school girl. I’d then give her a gentle swat on her round, denim covered, ass. She always wore jeans that snugly hugged her hips.

Bobby, in the mean time, had settled in nicely. When he wasn’t running through the house, he was in the back yard wearing out Dog, my 1-year-old, male, German Shepard. In the past few weeks, Bobby and Dog had bonded to each other. They were nearly inseparable, except when Mel made Bobby come inside to eat or prepare for bed. I guess Dog enjoyed romping with an active 5-year-old more than chasing the sticks I’d throw for him. After a while, Mel and I decided to let Dog in at night. He would go to bed when Bobby did and sleep on the floor next to his new friend. It looked like I had lost my dog to Bobby. It was also looking like I had acquired an instant family.

One Friday evening, I had called to let Mel know I’d be working late. It was well past Bobby’s bedtime when I got home. The house was quiet when I came in. Instead of running to me and jumping into my arms as she usually did, Little Mel called out to me from the bathroom. She told me, “Make yourself a drink and relax on the couch. I’ll be out in a few minutes.”

“OK!” I called back. It had been a long, hard, day, and I could use a tall, cold, CC & Coke and a few minutes to unwind. I had downed about half my drink when Mel came into the living room. I nearly choked on my drink when I saw her.

Little Mel didn’t just walk in. She came somersaulting into the living room wearing a cheerleader’s outfit. She bounced up to her feet just a couple of feet in front of me. She held her hands tightly to her sides. Grinning from ear to ear, Mel said, “We’ll win tonight!”

I told this little doll standing in front of me, “Turn around slowly so I can admire my little cheerleader.” Little Mel practically beamed as she rotated in front of me. She had her red hair pulled back into a ponytail. Her knit top was royal blue with a gold “P” on her chest. Mel seldom wore a bra. She didn’t need one, and she hadn’t worn one that night. Her nipples, however, were making noticeable bumps on either side of the “P”. The extra short skirt was also royal blue with gold trim around the waist and hem. From my vantage point on the couch, I could see a pair of gold panties under her little skirt. She wore gold socks that had a blue “P” on the outside of each ankle and white deck shoes.

I was grinning like a high school quarterback who had just thrown the game winning touchdown pass. Although I knew she was twenty-two-years-old, given her small size, and nearly flat chest, Melanie looked just like a 14-year-old high school cheerleader. I finished my drink and told her, “Little girl, you look good enough to eat.”

“Oh, I sure hope so.” She seductively replied. “I’ll bet you didn’t know I used to be a cheerleader. Did you?”

“Well, hurray for our side! Let the games begin.” I said, as I reached out to take her hands.

Mel said, “Not yet! This is going to be our Friday night date. The ball game is over, and we’re going to the dance. When the dance is over, you might get lucky.” She had already stacked several of my old classic rock and roll LPs on the player.

While she started the music, I made us a drink. We danced to tunes from the 50s and 60s. Like a typical high school boy, I copped a feel at every opportunity.

Though Mel had tits like fried eggs, her nipples were fantastic and were soon trying to drill holes in her knit top. My caresses and gentle pinching had brought them to life. Little Mel emitted cooing sounds each time I squeezed her ass and pulled her tightly to me. Mel, in the mean time, had been stroking the cock growing in my pants. She cooed and groaned each time I nibbled her neck and pinched a nipple. I’m sure our dance floor antics would have caused the principle to throw us out of any high school dance.

After about half an hour or so of drinking and dancing, I held her tight and whispered in her ear, “Why don’t we go some place where I can see if you really are good enough to eat.”

“I thought you’d never ask.” She replied.

I reached down, grabbed an ass cheek in each hand, and pulled Mel up my body until her head rested on my shoulder. She wrapped her arms around my neck, her legs around my waist, and I carried her by her ass to my bedroom. When we got to the bedroom, she let her legs drop, and I lowered her to the floor. As she stood in front of me, I told her. “Let me undress you. I’ve never dated a cheerleader, and I’d like to strip my little girlfriend to see what you’ve got under there.”

“OK, but I want to do something first.”

With that, she dropped to her knees, lowered my zipper, and pulled my rapidly growing cock from my pants. Holding my cock up, Mel started licking my cock’s underside and balls. She sucked each ball, in turn, into her mouth and thoroughly swabbed them with her tongue. Then she slowly licked and kissed every inch of my shaft on her way to my cock’s head. Little Mel took a brief look at the drop of precum that had seeped out of my cock, quickly lapped it up, and took my cock’s head into her mouth.

I couldn’t believe the pleasure I felt from watching my cock slowly disappear into the mouth of the most petite and beautiful little gal I had ever been with. Hasn’t every guy, at one time or another, wanted a cheerleader on her knees in front of him?

Mel never let her tongue rest. It constantly danced around my shaft and head as she slid her mouth up and down the length of my cock. She was sucking like she was trying to get the first sip of a thick malt through a small straw.

It wasn’t long before I was ready to cum. I gently cupped her cheeks with my hands, and reluctantly pulled her mouth off my cock. As she looked up with her beautiful green eyes, I told her, “Honey, if you do much more of that, I’m going to cum.”

She smiled up at me, and said, “You’ve tasted me before, now I want to taste you.” Mel then went back to work on my cock. In no time, her powerful sucking and rapid tongue action had me on the brink again. I grabbed her ponytail and helped her set a pace that took me over the edge. As the first surge of cum rushed from my cock, Mel stopped bobbing up and down and held my cock deep in her mouth. She seemed to suck even harder, if that was possible.  She swallowed every drop of my cum. Slowly, she slid her mouth off my cock and gently licked me clean.

Smiling up at me, she said, “A little salty, but I can get to like it.”

“Haven’t you ever sucked a cock before?” I asked.

Still on her knees, she said, “I’ve sucked Rob a few times, but I never let him cum in my mouth. With him, it just seemed disgusting, especially when he tried to push it down my throat. With you, it was nice.”

Helping her stand, I hugged her, and said, “Thanks, Baby! That was a great blow-job and a special gift.” I then reached for the waist line of her top and began pulling it up. “OK, my sweet, young, cheerleader, let’s see what you’re hiding under that little outfit.”

Mel held her arms over her head, and the knit top came off easily. Her nipples were already rather firm. I wasted no time dropping to my knees and sucking one into my mouth. I pinched, pulled, and rolled the other nipple between my thumb and forefinger. Alternating between nipples, I soon had them both rock hard and standing out at least half an inch from her puffy areolas.

Mel was holding the back of my head and pulling my face tightly to her chest. She liked having her tits worked hard, and was moaning her approval. She had kicked her shoes off as I had helped her stand. As my mouth continued to work on her nipples,

I put a thumb in each side of her little skirt and pushed down. As the skirt and gold panties came down together, I kissed my way down her slender body. When Mel's skirt/panties were at her ankles, she stepped out of them.

Then, I kissed my way toward Mel’s pussy. As I knelt in front of her, I got another surprise. Little Mel, to maintain the young cheerleader fantasy, had shaved her red pubic hair. Her pussy was completely bald and smooth as a baby's ass.

“Oh, Baby, that’s beautiful. Now, let’s see if you’re good enough to eat.” I grabbed two hands full of Mel’s ass and pulled her freshly shaved pussy to my mouth. I kissed her pubic mound, and worked my tongue as far as I could into her slit.

Mel, holding the back of my head, began quivering, and said, “Oh shit!”

I stood, and cradled my little cheerleader in my arms. I carried her to the bed and gently placed her on it. I stood beside the bed, admiring her, as I finished undressing. She lay quietly before my gaze with nothing on but her gold socks with the blue “P” at each ankle. The sight of her flat chest, except for those fantastic nipples, slender body, and now bald pussy was the stuff that caused high school boys to have wet dreams.

I dropped my pants and my cock sprang free again. With a smile on her lips, Mel gave a mock gasp, and said, “Oh my! I don’t know if I can take all of that. I’ve never done this before, you know.” She held her arms out inviting me to join her on the bed.

“Don’t worry, Baby. I’m sure you can handle it.” I told her. With a grin covering my face, I climbed into bed next to little Mel. Continuing our fantasy, I slowly prepared my little cheerleader for what was to come. I very slowly and gently began caressing Mel’s chest while nibbling her ears and neck.

Though she had very small breasts, she was not completely flat chested. Over the past few weeks, I had learned Mel likes having her tits handled firmly. So, as I nuzzled her neck and ears, and she began responding, I used more and more pressure to squeeze her tits.

Mel was soon moaning and rubbing the back of my head. She guided my head and mouth to her nipples. I again alternated between her tits. I let my free hand wander down her soft, smooth, belly. When I reached her recently shaved pubic mound, I gently stroked the area as if stroking a favorite pet. I then let my hand slide between Mel’s partially open legs.

Mel widened the gap between her legs as I stroked a finger up and down her juicy slit. She was already very wet. Her pussy juices were running down toward her asshole.

When I inserted a finger into her pussy, Mel spread her legs wide and said, “I think you found the right spot.” After a few finger strokes in her pussy, I inserted another finger and began kissing my way down her belly from her tits.

Mel kept rubbing the back of my head.

When I reached her pussy with my mouth, I, oh so gently, flicked my tongue over her clit.

Mel then seemed to give up on the fantasy of being a young, virginal, cheerleader. Loudly, she cried, “Oh shit! Eat my pussy. Please, suck my clit.”

I was only too happy to do as she asked. While I continued to stroke two fingers in her hole, I softly wrapped my lips around her erect clit.

With Mel holding my head tightly to her pussy, I continued to flick my tongue over and around her clit. When I firmly sucked her clit into my mouth, Mel lost it. She lifted her ass off the bed, raising her pussy up to meet my mouth. I sucked her clit as hard as I could, and she yelled. “Oh shit! Suck me! Suck my pussy hard! Oh God, yes! I’m cuming! Don’t stop!”

I had no intention of stopping. I pulled my fingers out of her pussy, put her legs over my shoulders, and grabbed her hips. I then attacked her clit and pussy with a fury. My mouth and tongue were all over Mel’s drenched cunt.

As I firmly pulled Mel’s pussy toward my hungry mouth, she moved her hands to her tits. She forcefully twisted, pinched, and pulled her nipples. She came several times before lowering her ass back to the bed as she settled down a bit.

I continued to lick and suck her pussy, but at a more leisurely pace.

When Mel began to approach another orgasm, I teased her asshole with a finger. Mel gasped, and said, “You can if you want, but I’ve never taken it in the ass before. Please be careful.”

“We can save that for another night, Baby.” I told her. “Tonight I want to wear this pussy out.” Mel, still breathing hard, said, “I don’t know how much more I can take. I’ve already cum at least four times, and you haven’t even put your cock in my pussy yet.” Still holding Mel’s legs over my shoulders, I raised them higher and lined my up cock to enter her pussy.

As the head of my cock started to enter her pussy, Mel moaned and squeezed her breasts. “Mmmmmm. Give it to me hard and fast, Honey. I want my pussy to feel well-used tonight.”

“Ok, little girl. Here it comes.” Without another word, I used her thighs for leverage and slammed my cock fully into Mel’s tight, hot, cunt. Mel sharply inhaled before letting a long deep groan escape her lips. If she wanted it hard and fast tonight, that’s how she’d get it. I pounded her cunt as hard as I could until I was about to cum, again. I then dropped her legs from my shoulders and fell on top of her torso.

Mel quickly wrapped her legs around my hips and pulled me deeply into her pussy. We tightly hugged as I pumped my load of cum deep into her core. We cuddled a short time before dozing off to sleep, my slowly softening cock still soaking in Mel’s pussy.

My last thought, as I drifted off, was of the possibility of fucking little Mel’s virgin ass in the near future.

            “The newest arrival, the last little blonde we got to show to the sheik, she’s freaking out and we can’t calm her down. Nothing anyone says seems to work. She won’t listen to any of us.”

            “Not even you?” he asked softly, a note of surprise in his voice.

            “No, nothing I’ve said to her seems to help. I got her to quiet down some but she won’t resign herself.”

            He let out a soft sigh as he rose from his seat. He strode quickly around the desk and motioned to Amy. She turned and headed out of the office ahead of him.

            “What’s her name?” he asked as he caught up to Amy and walked next to her.

            “Ren.”

            “Ren?”

            “Yeah. It’s short for Renita.”

            He nodded as they stopped in front of a heavy steel door. A few locks of his dark blonde hair fell across his forehead. He reached out and punched in a complex code on the keypad next to the door. When he finished, the keypad beeped and flashed a green light. He slid a plastic card into a reader connected to the keypad and pushed the door open.  As he stepped into a small room a blonde woman huddled in one corner tried in vain to cover her nude form, rattling the chains fastened to her arms and legs as she did so.

            Michael stepped forward and knelt next to the young woman while Amy stood just inside the closed door. The woman stared up at him in silence, her lips trembling and tears sliding unheeded down her cheeks. Her legs were drawn up so her knees were in front of her ample chest, her chained ankles pulled apart, displaying her bare pussy. Her wrists were chained above her head.

            “Please…” she whispered as Michael knelt in front of her. “There’s been some mistake…”

            “Ren, there’s no mistake. You’re here for a purpose.” Michael’s voice was soft but firm. “You can either cooperate or not, that’s your choice.”

            “No! This isn’t happening!” She pulled on the chains as she screamed out her defiance.

            Michael reached out and clasped her face firmly in his right hand, forcing her to face him.

            “Ren, listen to me.” He stared at her in silence, waiting for her to calm. “You’re here now, you’re my property. I own you now.”

            “Please…” she whimpered.

            “I have a customer coming very shortly who’s extremely interested in women like you. He pays very well for them.”

            “No…”

            “You’ll be part of the group he examines. This particular customer doesn’t like our drugs so you’ll have to manage on your own.”

            “God, no, please…”

            Her tears started again and her whole body shook with her sobs. Michael sighed as he stared down at her. Shaking his head he reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a small key ring. He released her hands from the bracket that held them to the wall above her head and carefully lowered them, holding them in his own.

            “Ren, you need to calm down. Upsetting yourself like this isn’t good for anyone.” His voice was even softer than before as he gently caressed her hands.

            “I – I c-can’t do th-this, p-p-please…” she begged, her body shaking violently.

            Michael dropped his head, his chin pressing against his chest. He let out a frustrated sigh before turning his head to look over his shoulder at Amy.

            “Who else do we have?” he finally asked.

            “No more blondes,” she replied. “There’s another redhead, brown eyes.”

            “Use her,” he stated flatly. “See to it that she’s ready.”

            “Yes sir.” Amy turned and left the room to carry out his instructions.

            Michael turned back to the distraught woman in front of him.

            “It’s okay, Ren. You won’t have to go today,” he said softly.

            She curled in on herself in front of him, sobbing with relief. He reached out to gently caress her hair as he whispered soft, soothing words to her. He stared at her huddled form as his right hand played through her hair. He sighed again then reached down to clasp her chin and lift her face to stare up at him.

            “Ren,” he started softly.

            “Please, can I go home now?” she whispered.

            Her green eyes were full of tears as she stared at him, her bottom lip trembling. He noticed the freckles rambling across her nose for the first time. She had wrapped her arms around herself, her hands clutched at her arms.

            “This is your home now. At least until you’re sold,” Michael stated softly as he started to rise.

            He wasn’t prepared for her desperation. She lunged forward and grabbed the front of his shirt, hanging on with fierce determination. She sobbed as she pled with him, clutching at his shirt.

            “Please, I promise I won’t tell anyone. I just want to go home. Please let me go. I won’t tell, I promise. Please.”

            His hands closed around her tiny wrists in an iron grip as his deep brown eyes bore into her green ones. His voice was soft but held a commanding note.

            “Renita, calm down and let go.”

            She released her hold on his shirt and shrank away from him.

            “Please…” she whispered.

            He felt her body shaking and noticed how red and puffy her eyes and face were. This will never do, he thought.

            “Ren, calm down and relax. I’ll send someone for you in a few minutes.”

            She backed against the wall her feet were still chained to and wrapped her arms around herself, shaking her head.

            “No,” she whispered. “Please…”

            A look of terror filled her eyes as she started to sob again. Michael stepped forward and folded her into his arms.

            “It’s alright, Ren. I’ll have someone come and get you in a few minutes. They’ll take you to my apartments for now. Alright?”

            She slowly nodded, still sniffling. He pushed against her shoulders gently until she bent her knees and moved to a sitting position on the floor. He knelt in front of her again, his hands running up and down her bare arms.

            “I’ll send someone in to take care of you in a few minutes. They’ll give you something to calm you, okay?”

            “I don’t do drugs,” she whispered.

            “It’s just to calm your nerves and help you rest,” he said in a voice meant to reassure her. “It’s not addictive. I promise.”

            He stared into her eyes and she slowly nodded.

            “Okay,” she whispered.

            When he started to pull away and stand up she clutched at his hands.

            “I’ll be back in a minute.”

            He pulled away from her and walked to the door. When he stepped outside the room he saw a short, squat man with dark dishwater blond hair walking down the hall. Michael pulled the door closed behind himself and started down the hall after the man.

            “Jake!” Michael called as he followed the shorter man.

            The other man spun around and stopped short as Michael approached.

            “Take Ren, the woman in room 215A7,” he motioned toward the room he had just come from, “to my suite and give her a sedative. Give her a shirt or something too.”

            “Yes sir.”

            Jake immediately changed direction and followed Michael back into the room Ren was confined in. She looked up with frightened eyes when the two men entered her room.

            “Ren,” Michael spoke in a soft, soothing voice. “This is Jake. He’ll take you to my rooms and take care of you.”

            “No…” she whispered as Jake started forward toward her.

            “He won’t hurt you, Ren,” Michael said, trying to calm her. He put his hand on Jake’s broad shoulder, drawing the other man’s attention. “Be easy with her.”

            “Yes sir.”

            Michael turned and left the room, leaving Jake to his assigned task.

 

            “Sheik Khaleed,” Michael said as he bowed to the older man. He offered his hand with a smile when he rose. “Welcome.”

            “Thank you, Michael. I’m most anxious to see what you have for me to choose from today.”

            “We have six women for you to look at,” Michael replied. “There are three blondes, two with blue eyes and one with brown eyes; two redheads, one with green eyes and one with brown eyes; and a brunette with green eyes.”

            “I have plenty of brunettes in my own country. Why do you offer me what I can get myself?”

            “This woman is special, Sheik. She has the face of an angel and a figure to match. Her eyes are an odd shape and a brilliant shade of green. Her hair is a light brown, not the dark color you are accustomed to. I wasn’t sure you’d be interested but I thought I’d let you have a look just in case.” Michael offered the other man a friendly smile as he led him down a long hallway.

            Amy met them at the end of the hall and opened a door for them. Sheik Khaleed stared blatantly at her as he walked past her into the small observation room. Michael followed him into the room and motioned him forward to the front row of seats. Both men sat down in the center of the front row of seats. Amy went to another door in the room and spoke with someone on the other side. She then moved to sit next to Michael. Within moments a parade of gagged and naked women was marched into the room, each led by a masked young man holding a chain attached to a collar at the woman’s throat.

The men led the women onto a small stage and attached the lead chains to hooks in the floor of the stage. They then released the women’s bound hands from behind their backs to be stretched over their heads and chained to hooks hanging from the low ceiling. Each man spread the women’s feet and chained their feet to hooks in the floor so the women’s legs were spread four feet apart. The men then stepped off the back of the stage area and stood silently behind the woman they had led into the room.

Michael watched in silence as the Sheik rose from his seat and made his way onto the stage. He stopped in front of the first woman and stared down into her pale face. He slowly ran his hands up her nude form, feeling her curves as he went. He let his hands roam over her large breasts as she struggled against her bonds, trying to move away from his touch. His thumbs slid over her nipples then were joined by fingers to twist and pinch the tiny protuberances. The woman danced and squirmed on her toes, squealing behind her gag. He slowly moved his left hand away from her tit, sliding it down to her pussy. He fingered her clit for a second then drove two fingers into her dry vagina. He smiled when she screamed against her gag and tried to pull away from him.

Slowly, he made his way down the line of bound women. He stopped to play with each woman, taunting them. Finally, he nodded and turned back toward Michael. He smiled broadly then turned and stepped down the steps and off the stage. He returned to his seat next to Michael and stared at the women for several minutes. He turned sideways in his chair to look at Michael.

“I will take the redhead with the green eyes, the two blondes with blue eyes and the green-eyed blonde.”

Michael nodded once. “Very good. The same delivery as usual?”

“Yes. I will have the cash brought in to you as soon as our paperwork is finished.”

Michael nodded and turned to Amy.

“Please have the women ready for transfer.”

“Yes, sir.”

Amy immediately got up and left the room. The men behind the stage quickly gathered their charges and escorted them out of the room.

 

Ren sat huddled in an oversized white button down shirt. She was curled up in a large armchair with her bare feet tucked under her and her wrists tied uncomfortably behind her back. She buried her face in the back of the chair and cried, waiting for the next awful thing to happen. When the suite door opened it startled her, causing her to jerk. She glanced nervously over her shoulder and saw the tall, handsome man who had said he owned her.

The man ignored her as he moved about the room, tossing keys onto a countertop and picking up a pile of mail. She studied him silently while he ignored her. He had light brown, what some would call dark blonde, hair and stood at least 6’ 3” she guessed. She had no idea how much he weighed but he looked fit and trim, muscles showed through the sleeves of his shirt. If she had met him at the bar she would probably have hit on him.

“It’s nice to see you’ve calmed down,” he said softly without looking up from his mail.

She blushed to think that he’d noticed her studying him. She turned her head and buried her face in the back of the chair again.

“So what am I going to do with you?” he asked.

She was afraid to look up again and she had no answer for him so she cowered in the chair. She heard him moving again and hoped he was leaving the suite or at least leaving the room. She jumped and gave a small squeal when she felt his hand on her ankle. Turning her head slightly so she could look over her shoulder she discovered him kneeling in front of the chair she was curled up in, his hand laying lightly on her ankle. God, he’s gorgeous, she thought to herself as he stared up at her.

Michael stared up at the frightened girl huddled in the large armchair. His hand on her ankle let him feel the trembles in her body. He knew she was curious even though she hadn’t said a word to him since he’d come in. She had stared at him covertly until she realized he was watching her then she’d turned away. He was confused and intrigued. He’d never had one like this before. They were usually either angry or frightened but he could always calm them and convince them to go along with him. This one was different, she wouldn’t let go of her fear. He would have to tread carefully until he figured things out.

“What would you suggest?” he asked softly, still staring up at her.

She didn’t say anything for several minutes. When she finally spoke it was in a soft whisper.

“P-please…let me go home.”

“What waits for you there?”

“W-what?” She looked at him with confusion in her blue eyes.

“You want to go home.” She slowly nodded at him. He asked, “Why? What’s there for you?”

Her mouth worked but no sound came out.

“It’s where I live,” she finally replied. “I have freedom there.”

He smiled when she raised her head in defiance.

“I can’t argue with freedom,” he replied with a shrug. “Were you happy?”

She turned away from him for several seconds. When she finally turned back he realized she looked different.

“Are you going to kill me?” she asked softly.

He frowned at her and shook his head.

“Not if I don’t have to.”

He watched as she gulped air, trying to fight back a sob. She turned away from him and buried her face in the back of the chair again.

“Ren, I won’t hurt you if you don’t force my hand.”

“That’s comforting,” she mumbled into the chair back.

Michael rose to his feet and stepped around the chair. He dropped his hand to her head, letting his fingers play idly in her hair. She didn’t try to pull away from him but she didn’t respond in any way either. This one is definitely different, he thought. He moved back around to the front of the chair and knelt down. He slowly, methodically untied her hands. He felt her eyes on him the whole time he worked. As he worked the last of the ropes loose he introduced himself to her.

“My name is Michael. You’ll be staying in my apartments for the next few days. At least until I decide what to do with you.”

The ropes fell away and she started to pull her arms around her body. He grasped her wrists in hia hands and held them. She turned her head to look back at him. He slowly started rubbing his fingers over her wrists where the ropes had been tied tightest and felt her tense.

“The ropes can cut off circulation. I don’t want you hurt.”

“Then why tie me up in the first place?”

“It’s necessary to restrain you. Jake just forgets himself sometimes and ties them a little too tightly for my tastes.” He released her arms. “Feel better?”

“Yes,” she admitted reluctantly. “Thank you.”

He rose to his feet and started toward a door. He stopped and glanced back over his shoulder at her.

“Are you hungry?”

Even though she shook her head no he could see a different answer in her eyes.

“How about something to drink?”

“C-could I have a glass of water?” she asked hesitantly, her voice soft.

“Sure. I’ll bring it to you in a minute.”

He disappeared through the door leaving her in silence. She thought about trying to escape but where would she run to? She didn’t even know where she was. The brute who’d brought her here had blindfolded her before marching her through the halls. She buried her face in the back of the chair and waited. Several minutes passed before he reappeared in the room.

“Here you are,” he said softly.

She turned to see him standing next to her holding out a glass of water with several ice cubes in it. His shirt sleeves were rolled up and his shirt was open at the collar. She reached out tentatively and accepted the glass he offered.

“Thank you,” she whispered.

She slowly sipped the water as she watched him walk across the room and load a CD into the player on a shelf of the entertainment center. Soft classical music filled the room. The sound wasn’t loud but it seemed to fill the room just the same. He headed back toward the door he had left through before. He stopped in the doorway and turned back to her.

“If you need anything just give me a shout. I’ll give you a tour of the suite after dinner.”

He turned and stepped through the doorway disappearing from view again. She sipped her water and thought about her situation. What’s he planning? she wondered. He said he owned me. What does that mean? She leaned her head against the back of the chair and closed her tired, sore eyes. She sipped her water as she let her thoughts wander. Suddenly, her eyes snapped open. He said he owns me, she thought. And he said he’d have them take me to his apartments. Oh, God! she thought to herself, he wants sex!

His voice startled her out of her reveries.

“Ren, come with me.”

She turned her head and stared at him in horror. He studied her for a moment before realizing what she was thinking.

“I’ve made dinner. You need to eat.”

She tried to shrink into the chair and slowly shook her head. Michael lost his patience and strode forward. He reached down and grasped her arms just above the elbows. Without preamble he pulled her from the chair and set her on her feet.

“You need to eat,” he said again as he released his hold on her arms.

He grabbed her right wrist and pulled her forward. She tripped along behind him without much resistance. She was afraid of what he might do and, having felt the strength in his hands when he lifted her from the chair, she didn’t want to anger him further.

He led her through the doorway into a large dining room. The table was set for two and several dishes of hot food awaited them on the table. He released her wrist and pulled a chair out for her. She stood staring at him in silence. When he indicated the chair, she nervously sat down. He strode around the table and took the seat opposite her.

“I apologize for the simplicity but I was in a hurry.”

She glanced down at the table and noticed grilled chicken, baked potatoes, rolls and steamed broccoli. When he had asked earlier she really hadn’t thought she was hungry but the food looked and smelled wonderful.

“It looks good,” she softly, glancing up at him.

“Would you like wine?” he asked, offering to pour from a bottle.

“Okay,” she replied shyly with a shrug.

He carefully poured some into her glass then added some to his own glass. Setting the wine bottle aside he began dishing the meal out onto his plate. When he noticed she hadn’t moved, he frowned.

“Help yourself,” he offered.

“Thank you,” she whispered as she started dishing food onto her plate.

“You’re welcome.”

They ate their meal in relative silence. The only sounds were from their silverware clanking against their plates. When they finished eating he started clearing away the dishes. Ren got to her feet and started to help him. Michael turned a surprised look on her.

“You don’t have to –”

“I need to,” she said softly.

He nodded and led the way back to the kitchen where he stacked their dishes in a dishwasher. He tossed the left over food down a garbage disposal and put the dishes in the dishwasher as well. When they were finished he turned toward her and leaned against a cabinet, his arms crossed over his chest.

“Ready for the grand tour?”

She mimicked his stance and crossed her arms over her body.

“I guess.”

He nodded then stepped forward, sweeping his right arm out away from his body.

“This is the kitchen. It’s fully stocked with everything you’ll need. If there’s something you don’t find that you want, let me know. The only thing I ask is that you clean up after yourself. I hate things messy.”

They started forward, back toward the dining room.

“Can I ask you something?” she inquired uncertainly.

He stopped and turned back to her, his arms at his sides.

“Of course.”

“What – what am I supposed to call you?” Her voice was soft, her question timid.

“Michael,” he replied with a shrug, staring at her.

She licked her lips nervously before saying softly, “I thought…”

He frowned as he nodded his understanding.

“I’m not into the whole master/slave thing. Michael is fine.”

He turned away from her and started toward the dining room again. She slowly trudged along behind him.

“You’ve already seen the dining room. We’ll take all of our meals here. It’s called the ‘dining room’ for a reason.”

He stared at her intently until she nodded. Then he turned and led her back into the living room where she had waited for him.

“You’ve also already seen the living room. Feel free to use any of the equipment. Please don’t mix up the CDs in the wrong cases though. It makes them hard to find later.”

She nodded again when he stared at her. He led her to another door and opened it, motioning inside.

“This is the half bath.”

He led her down a hallway and through another door.

“This will be your room.” He opened another door. “There’s a full bath here. Shower, tub, everything.”

He turned to see her trembling, tears streaming down her cheeks.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, concerned.

“Nothing,” she whispered, shaking her head.

Michael strode toward her and clasped her upper arms in his hands.

“Ren, what’s wrong?”

She looked up at him and shook her head.

“Nothing.”

He sighed and released her only to run his left hand up and down her back.

“Let’s finish the tour,” he suggested.

She nodded agreement. He moved away from her and led her back to the hallway. A few steps down the hallway he led her into another room.

“This is the exercise room. You’re welcome to use any of the equipment here if you’d like.”

When she nodded he stepped through another door and she followed. He shut the door behind them and moved to another door as he spoke.

“This is my room. I’d prefer you didn’t come in here unless I invite you in.”

She nodded and they left through the door he stood by. He indicated a door at the end of the hallway next to his bedroom.

“That’s my office. Don’t ever go in there. The door is locked. Don’t bother it.”

“Yes, sir.”

He stared down at her for a moment then turned and headed back toward the living room.

“You’re free to move about these rooms as you want as long as you stay out of my office and my bedroom. Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

They each took a seat, Ren in the chair she had occupied earlier and Michael on the sofa across from her.

“There will be people in and out of this suite daily. Someone comes in each day to clean. My mail is delivered each day. Don’t harass the people that come in and don’t ask them to let you out. And don’t go through my mail. Any questions?”

“Why can’t I leave the suite?”

He frowned at her.

“There’s no reason for you to be in the rest of the building. You don’t need to be roaming the halls.”

“You don’t want me to get out, get away,” she said softly.

“I don’t want you causing trouble.”

“When can I go home?”

“Ren, you no longer have a home –”

“Don’t say that!”

“You no longer have a home. You’ll stay here, with me, for now. Once I decide what to do with you, you’ll live with whoever buys you until they no longer want you. Then you’ll stay with whoever they sell you to.”

“How can you be so cruel?” she demanded, burying her face in her hands.

“It isn’t that bad,” he insisted. “At least you’ll be well looked after and taken care of.”

“You’re a bastard!”

“I’ve been called worse.”

“You son of a bitch!”

“That one’s been used before too.”

She leaped to her feet, grabbing a small glass swan from the table sitting next to the chair. She raised her arm in preparation to throw the object at him. His fingers curled around her wrist as he towered over her. She stared up at him with frightened eyes.

“Don’t,” he said in a soft, menacing voice, “throw my things, especially when they’re breakable.”

He took the fragile figurine from her hand and replaced it on the table.

“Now, sit down,” he ordered.

She stared at him for a moment then slumped, defeated, into the chair. He stared down at her for a moment longer then resumed his seat.

“Any other questions about the rules?” he finally asked.

“What about clothes?” she asked softly.

“What?”

“What about my clothes? Can I at least have my clothes if you won’t let me go home?”

He narrowed his eyes and blew out a breath before he answered.

“You’re lucky you have that,” he replied, nodding at her.

“I knew it.” She got to her feet and started to pace. “You’re an oaf just like the rest of them. It isn’t fair.”

He grabbed her arm and swung her around to face him.

“I’m tired of your prissy-ass attitude. Be happy I was nice enough to give you what you have.”

“This shitty shirt?” she shouted at him, plucking at the shirt she wore. “I want real clothes. This damn thing barely hides my butt.”

Without a word he reached out and grabbed the front of the shirt at the top and jerked down. Buttons flew off the shirt and bounced wildly around the room as Ren’s screamed reverberated around the walls. Michael yanked down on the material again forcing it down her arms roughly, pulling it off of her.

“Since you don’t like it I won’t force you to wear it.”

“Get away from me! God damn it! Get away from me! No! Get away from me!” she screamed as she backed away from him, tears streaming down her face, her arms thrust forward, flailing at him awkwardly. “Damn it! Not again! Get away from me! Damn it! Get away!”

Michael suddenly realized that she was panicked and started forward, toward her. She screamed, turned and fled from him.

“Ren!”

He ran after her, catching her in the hallway. He grabbed her right arm just below the elbow and jerked her around.

“Nooo!” she screamed as she fell to the floor.

Michael knelt in front of her without releasing his hold on her. He still gripped the ruined shirt in his other hand.

“Ren, what is it? What’s wrong?” His voice was soft, soothing.

“Please,” she whined, trembling on the floor in front of him. “Not again…”

“Not what again?” he asked. He kept his voice soft, calm and soothing. “What happened, Ren?”

“Please, just let me go. Please, God, please…”

“Ren,” Michael tried again as he used his strength to force her to sit up.

“Please, don’t touch me,” she cried. “Please, I can’t. Not again.”

“Ren, it’s okay. I won’t hurt you.” He gently covered her with the shirt he had ripped from her only moments before, slipping it over her shoulders and pulling it around her slim body. "Talk to me. Tell me what's wrong."

She pushed him away and sobbed softly as she fell over onto her side, curling up into a fetal position. Michael stared at her in disbelief. He cautiously changed his position so he was sitting on the floor next to her. He tenderly smoothed her hair away from her face and mumbled soft, soothing words. When she finally calmed and the tears seemed to have quit he pulled his hands away and studied her.

"Okay now?" he asked softly when he noticed her watching him through her lashes.

"Please, just let me go," she whispered.

"Ren, I won't hurt you," he insisted, not looking away from her. "But I can't release you either."

"Why?"

"You know too much about us."

"But I don't. I don't know anything. And what little I do, I won't tell. I promise, I won't tell a soul."

"I'm sorry, Ren," Michael replied softly, shaking his head. "You're going to have to stay. At least for now."

He got to his feet then knelt in front of her again, reaching his hand out to her.

"Let me help you up."

She ignored his offer and got to her feet on her own. She clutched the shirt around her, holding it tightly. He gave her a tight smile as he motioned down the hall.

"You've obviously had a long day. Why don't you turn in?"

"Where will you be?"

He could hear the suspicion in her voice.

"I have some work to finish. I'll be in my office for the next four hours if you need me. After that I'll be in bed."

She started down the hall then stopped and looked at him over her shoulder.

"Do I have a lock on my door?" she asked softly.

"No," he replied. "The only locks in this suite are on my office door and the front door."

She nodded as she turned away from him.

"Ren."

She stopped but she didn’t turn back.

"You're safe here. I won't hurt you and I won't attack you."

She nodded again then continued down the hall to the room he'd said earlier was hers. He sighed and headed for his office. There were a few calls he needed to make.

Michael closed the door and locked it then thought better of it and unlocked it. If she had an emergency he would need to get to her quickly. He sat down in the big leather desk chair and stared at the blank computer screen.

"First things first," he mumbled to himself.

He picked up the telephone receiver and dialed. Then he waited for an answer on the other end.

"Hel –"

"Who the hell did the recon and check on Renita Ajunti?" Michael demanded when the phone was answered.

"Carl, I believe, sir."

"Make sure then let me know. And follow up on it yourself. Do a deep check and call me back in the morning. If what I suspect is true, we have a problem."

"Yes, sir."

He hung up the phone and stared at the blank computer screen again. I could just do it myself and have the answers that much faster, he thought. Damn it. Just let them do their jobs, he told himself. Be patient. He forced himself to turn away from the computer and start flipping through the files Amy had left for him.

His hands moved down his chest to his dick. He spent what seemed to be a minute on this area, rubbing it as if knowing it was turning me on. The butterflies in my stomach were driving me crazy. I began to rub my boner as he scrubbed his huge piece of beef, still limp, but pulsating now.

            He turned over to me, with his dick in plain sight and asked me a question, “How long have you been a life guard?” I didn’t want to be rude so I turned ninety degrees toward him so I appeared sideways to him. I could tell that he took a glance at my boner. I began to turn red. I then answered the question, “About two years.”

            “Do guys stay late often?” I just shook my head. After that he asked another question, “Do you have a girlfriend?” I shook my head again. Each question I felt more and more awkward. I knew he was trying to get me to do it with him. I knew I wanted it. I had never really thought that I was going to have sex with a man. But the more the conversation went on, the more I realized that I wanted him right now.

            After the last question, I felt something on my hardened rod. I looked down and found his strong hand gently pressing on my cock. I looked over and saw his nine inch snake sticking straight up, advancing toward me. It then began to rub against the side of my hip. I then turned my eyes up to his. He opened his mouth and put it over mine and stuck his tongue through my lips forcing my mouth to open. His tongue began to move around in my mouth, I began to do as he did. Meanwhile I had turned to face him. He continued to rub his hand up and down my seven inch rod. I began to breathe hard as his dick began to rub up against mine. I had never felt anything so pleasurable before.

            He moved his other hand up and down my back then grabbed my ass. I at first was afraid to touch him but soon gave in, wrapping my hand around the bottom of his stalk, and my other hand on his face as he continued to lick the top of my mouth. He forced me back to the wall. The cool tile wall felt good against my bare skin. My slim ass was pressed against it hard as he started to lick my ear and move his tongue down along the side of my neck. It then began to travel down my chest, past my abs, then to my throbbing dick. He shoved it all the way into his mouth. I could feel his tongue moving along the bottom of my penis then to the head. I began to moan and grabbed his head and shoved it farther, having my cock ramming to his throat over and over again. “Yes! Yes! Ahh yeah!” I involuntarily yelled in my ecstasy.

He pulled my dick out then back to suck on my balls, moving further back giving my a rim job, all while rubbing his hand up and down my pounding manhood. I was about to explode all over his face. My moaning reached a roar as sperm burst out of my penis. The semen splashed onto his tongue, nose and eyes, seeping down slowly onto his chest along the crevasses of his muscles until it plopped onto his own hard stick. He grabbed his own dick and began to use my cum as lubricant.

I looked down and wanted to just suck his cock so bad I shoved him to the ground then lied down on top of him. I flipped around so we were in a sixty nine position. I shoved my cum covered boner into his mouth, hoping for another orgasm as I sucked his penis as best I could. I moved my tongue up along his stalk then along the hole where I hoped he would release his man juice into my mouth. He moaned uncontrollably, ceasing to suck my dick. I still starved for pleasure for my penis, so I rubbed it against his face as he yelled and moaned.

Then I felt a couple pulses of his cock on my tongue, and then I tasted the sweet and salty cream running down my throat. But it wouldn’t stop. It flooded my mouth with such force, I had to open my mouth to breathe. White stuff was all over my mouth, dripping onto his messy dick in a heap of nothing but white goop. His dick became limp once again and I began to play with it, rubbing his own sperm all over it, then I licked it and swallowed some of his delicious substance. He started to suck me again. My testicles were still filled with sperm and I continued to shove my dick up and down as a lapped up more of the cream pie.

I then tried to hold the surfacing ejaculation, but it overcame me and I erupted again all over his face. I flipped back around, mirroring him. I then began to lick my cum off his face. He turned me over onto my back then tried to shove his dick into my butt hole. My penis now was limp and flapped up and down, bouncing off my stomach as he shoved his boner in and out of me. It hurt slightly at first, but soon it became the best feeling in the world. Both of us moaned as he ass fucked me vigorously for five minutes. He then came again, this time all over my ribs. I wanted to cum one more time so I got up and led him to a bench. He then bent over it and I began to doggy fuck him in his rock hard ass. I rammed him so hard; I began to grow tired as I tried to get just one more orgasm. He was rubbing his dick as I rocked my whole body trying to come. Finally I felt the sperm rising through my staff. I then just let it all go all over him and the floor. He came at the sound of my orgasm, thus causing a huge puddle of sperm to build up on the floor. I felt so relieved that I decided to quit.

He did as well and I went back over to the shower to where it started. I then began to clean myself off. As we showered together, he asked a question, “So what’s your name?” “Jack,” I replied. He responded, “My name’s Dick. So I’ll be here every Thursday. If you work we could do it again.” “Alright,” I said. I there after had late night shifts every Thursday.

 

            I pick her up and carry her from the front hall back to her room in the back of the house. I lay her down on the bed gently, and I lock the door. I straddle her and start to kiss her again. While I kiss her, my hands wander around her torso. I get to her full breasts and I squeeze ever so softly, she moans and I feel the nipples harden. I love when she doesn’t wear a bra. I keep kissing her, looking her in the eyes as she looks into mine.

 

            I pull away from her, and begin unbuttoning her shirt, one button at a time. As I open each button, I kiss the flesh that has been exposed, starting with her neck. She loves when I kiss her neck, it drives her crazy. I unbutton the second button and kiss her upper chest. Button three, and I kiss the flesh between her breasts. Button four next, and I’m below her breasts now. Lastly, button five, and I dip my tongue into her bellybutton.

 

            I sit up straight, and open her shirt fully, exposing her perfect chest. I could stare all day at it, the little nipple like pencil erasers so hard and inviting. I take the invitation, and suck the left nipple into my mouth. Her eyes close and I feel her body relax as she surrenders herself to the pleasure. I move to the right, and I clamp it between my teeth and she lets out a cry that is part pain, part pleasure. I kiss her again and get off her.

 

I lay beside her, and I slide my hand from her lips down her chin, tracing a line only I can see down her body. I pass between her breasts, down her stomach, and draw a circle around her bellybutton. I continue down, and I slip my hand under the elastic of her pants. Much to my delight, she isn’t wearing anything under these either. She’s so hot when she is so ready like this. I slide my finger against her lips, and she grunts, I begin to massage her clit in slow circles, causing her body to start rocking.

 

I stop circling her clit, and I slide my middle finger up into her. Her whole body responds with great pleasure, she grabs my head and brings it back to her nipples, I obediently begin licking again. I only tease her for a few minutes before I stop and pull out, and tell her that I need to have her, NOW.

 

She undresses and then takes my clothes off for me. She tells me to lie down and I do. She spreads my legs, sits between them, and begins to rub my already hard cock. One of the things that I find very sexy is watching her pleasure me, it makes it so more erotic. She only plays with it for a minute, and then I watch as the bends down and takes it into her mouth.

The moment I feel her lips on the head, I feel like I am going to lose it. I always do when she gives me head, she is very good at it. She bobs up and down till I feel like I am going to pass out and I tell her to stop. She looks sad as she lets go, and I sit up.

 

I turn her around; get her on her hands and knees. I get behind her, I grab her hips in my hands, and I push myself into her. She moans as I fill her hole, and I rest a moment, she is so tight it almost hurts. I grab her by the hair; make her look into the mirror beside us. She put it there a few months ago, right after she discovered that she is turned on by watching me thrust into her. It was strange the first time, but in time it turned me on too, so we use it every time. We watched as I thrust into her slowly and then pulled out fast, then back in slow, and kept doing this over and over.

 

I’m getting near my end and so is she. I thrust her hard and fast, and she moans at every thrust, each moan louder than the last. She buries her face in the pillow and her toes curl as I feel her pussy clench down on my cock and I feel her flooding. The clenching sends me over the edge and I start pumping my sperm into her, covering her insides with it. I collapse on top of her, whispering in her ear that I love her; she says I love you too.

 

I roll her over onto her side, and pull the covers over us, never pulling out of her; I want to stay in her all night. I brush her hair from her eyes and kiss her one last time, and long after she is asleep I whisper “I’ll never leave you.”

"Yo...I'm bout to cum" I said. I had never cummed in his ass before. but now I felt like doing it anyway. he said that he wanted to swallow for me. I loved it when he swallowed. but I didn't care right now. I was horny and ready to cum. he knew that I wasn't getting off of him. so he just cringed and squeezed his ass cheeks together. I was going crazy!!! I let out the largest load that I have ever let out in my life!! to this day I still haven't bust my nut harder then that.

with cum dripping out of his ass, bola just got up n put his pants on, no underwear or boxers. he looked like he had diarrhea in his pants... but I knew what it was...and it made me even hornier. I had no idea where he was going. all I knew was that he was in front, I was looking at his wet ass and I didn't care where we were going.

"Well, this is it." I heard him say. "this is my old fucking ground."

"Your f-f-fucking ground?" I was really confused.

"Yea. I know all the great spots to get a good fuck." bola said excitedly

"Well...care to show me one of them?" I had a slyness to my voice. he led me down to a ditch in the grass-less construction yard. there was a little towel there that had tons of cum stains on it. "This is it?" I said.

"Yup," he said back, "I've used this one sooo many times I lost count."

"Well let's add one more time." I said while I was starting to pull down my pants. as I was doing that, his cock popped out the fly of his pants, which he left un-done, and started throbbing right in front of me. Nothing would have made my life better. I think my heart skipped a beat. I dove to go suck his cock but he moved out of the way so fast I didn't know what happened. Before I knew it, I was on the cum-covered towel, with a dick in my ass and was getting aggressively ass-fucked by my one true love.

Once he was done with my ass he flipped my over and started to face-fuck me good. I had my tonsils removed at the age of three so I didn't have any gag-reflex. I loved the taste of cum in my mouth and down my throat. He came sooo hard in my mouth...he must have let out a 1 quart load. I drank every little drop and even licked up other peoples cum from the towel. That was the best fucking I've ever had in my entire life! I hope it happens again soon.

It has certain benefits and none of the irritating male problems that come with marriage.

I should know, I’ve been married three times!

I know, I know, sometimes I am too romantic for my own good but I think I have finally cured myself of dreaming that futile and pathetic dream of the perfect marriage.

The truth is, men become so mundane, so bloody boring once they’re married!

 The romance goes, the courtesy vanishes, not to mention the sex! It all evaporates once the honeymoon concludes.

I thought I knew the reasons why my previous marriages failed and decided in the third marriage, that hubby and I would have separate residences, that we would preserve the mystery! Nothing makes me drier than the Gobi desert than to hear my man fart and belch in bed, or see his grotty underwear strewn around the room.

Tidy habits vanish and once they’re married, they forget about making themselves presentable.

Why is it men expect us to dress in sexy lingerie – usually bloody uncomfortable stuff – but they don’t even think to have a shower or even shave?

Oh yes, rub your stubbly face over my sensitive bits – that will get me soo hot – not!

Men!

 Some information for men – you have distinctive odours – some I like, others make me want to vomit!

Absorb the fact that the female of the species can distinguish at least ten thousand different odours while the male is lucky to be able to identify five thousand!  That could be the reason you don’t see many female garbage collectors, do you?

It’s just evolution and, believe me, there were times when I wished the proportions were reversed.

However, we like pleasing odours. Note the emphasis on pleasing!

 So shower, don’t use a strong or perfumed soap and don’t pour a bucket of cologne over you when you’re finished – in fact, no cologne at all!

And wash your bloody balls! They can really pong after a while. Believe me, there is a good odour associated with male genitalia and then there is – well, no need to explain, I hope.

There’s nothing like the distinctive masculine odour of a fresh man in your arms.

Back to my third marriage.

The separate residences worked out pretty well for at least seven months but then he became whiney.  A whining man is the ultimate turn off. How can you respect a man who whines and complains?

I divorced him.

He’s probably whining about that as I speak!

I digress – sorry, it’s the educator in me.

Where was I?

Therefore, I enjoy being the other woman. I use the cock, and go home to soak in my bath while listening to my music. Sport never graces my television set, the toilet seat is always down and I have lace edging on my duvet.

All in all, very satisfactory and when I want sex with a male, I hunt.

That was how I found Mark.

I seduced Mark very easily. If a woman can’t seduce the man she has eyes on, she must be from another planet! Earth men are easy! (That’s a small film joke, I’m not really from another planet).

He was easy, in fact a little boring , not even fun and games. It was ok for the night– I just really wanted a cock – you know how you just need penetration? It was one of those nights!

It was adequate and then he became morose and had regrets. He began to go on about how his wife didn’t understand him. I couldn’t stand it!

I slapped him.

Hard.

‘Will you bloody shut up! I have no concern at all about your wife or what you do or don’t do! I am not interested! I was interested in your cock! Now that’s over, I’m going.’

‘But…but Carmen…will I see you again?’

‘What on earth for?’

He was immediately at a loss and I felt slightly sorry for him.

‘Call me at my office sometime,’ I said airily. ‘I’ll leave you to pay for the room. Bye.’

He called and called and I relented.

We had lunch and I watched Mark be very rude to the waiters and pretend to be so in control. I resolved to never see the ignorant and boring little shite again.

Then he began to ramble on about rubbish so I took control.

‘Shut up or I’ll slap you again!’

He gaped at me, eyes wide and shut his mouth.

‘Or, perhaps,’ I said, sipping wine, ‘I’ll give you a bloody good flogging!’

Mark suddenly blushed and I wondered if I was on to something.

‘Perhaps you’d like that,’ I said maliciously, watching him squirm, ‘perhaps your little dick is hard at the thought of me putting you over my knee?’

‘Ah…I… he stuttered and I smiled.

‘You would like me to spank you, wouldn’t you?’

‘Me? Ah…no…that’s silly,’ he said, face bright red.

‘Is it? I think you should get up, walk out of the restaurant, reserve a room at the nearest hotel and come back here with the key. I’ll finish my meal and then take you back to the hotel and spank you.’

‘Now,’ Mark stuttered gamely, ‘Carmen…that’s…’

‘Last chance,’ I said, carefully placing my knife and fork on the entrée plate. ‘Decide!’

Slowly, Mark stood up, adjusted the bulge in his trousers and walked out of the restaurant.

He was quiet and submissive when he returned with the key and I made him walk behind me to the hotel. I also enjoyed making him strip naked and lying over my lap so I could spank him.

I am an accomplished spanker – there are a few spankees that would testify to that!

My female lovers enjoy spanking tremendously, warms them up for an intensive bout of lovemaking while with men, it just makes them totally submissive, overwhelmed with subby emotions.

Mark wanked for me after I finished and I do adore watching a naked man wank when he has small sparkling tears in his eyes from a jolly good spanking!

I thought that was the end of it as Mark was a useless and deadly boring little shit.

One morning, at the university, as I was detailing the construction of medieval French castles, I noticed a woman seated in the back of the lecture room.

She was not one of my normal scruffy students who thought University was an excuse to look like penniless ruffians and was dressed simply but elegantly.

I gestured to my last slide, indicated that further reading should be undertaken from the sources listed and finished.

Gathering my material, I pushed through the students, ignoring the usual ingratiating ones and zeroed in on the young woman. She was older than the usual motley crew and I smiled as I said, ‘have you just joined the course? I haven’t seen you before.’

‘Ah…no. They said I could sit in and listen. Is that all right?’ she asked anxiously.

‘Of course. Are you thinking of enrolling?’

‘I’d like to but…’

‘I’m Carmen but I expect you know that.’

She laughed self-consciously.

‘Yes Professor, I know and I’ve read all your books. I’m Wendy.’

‘You’ve read all my books?’

I raised an eyebrow at that as I guessed she hadn’t read my other books, just the boring ones on medieval history.

‘Yes. I find the subject fascinating and the way you write about historical figures just brings them alive.’

‘Thank you, Wendy. I’m just dashing off to have a coffee. Would you like to join me?’

She was a sweet thing, a little nervous with me but quite beautiful. I gestured at the wedding ring on her finger.

‘How long have you been married?’

‘A year.’

‘Congratulations on surviving the first year.’

Wendy smiled nervously and sipped her coffee.

‘Why don’t you enrol?’

‘Ah, my husband wouldn’t allow it.’

‘Why ever not?’

‘He…he wants me to stay at home…’

‘How frightful!’

‘He’s very decisive and controlling, Professor…’

‘Please, call me Carmen. He sounds very irritating to me.’

‘Have you been married…Pro…Carmen?’

‘Three times. Each was a disaster and the sex became awful!’

Wendy flushed at that.

‘You…you are one of the few historians that discuss sex in a historical context…’

‘Medieval people did enjoy sex, Wendy, it’s a useful way of increasing the population!’

She laughed.

‘I know. Sorry.’

We chatted for sometime and parted.

Wendy returned to my lectures and we made a small habit of having coffee together. Inevitably, the conversation would return to marriage, husbands and sex.

It was when Wendy casually mentioned her husband’s name that I felt a small shiver pass over the back of my neck.

‘Your husband’s name is Mark?’

‘Yes,’ Wendy said brightly and furnished her last name.

It was Mark – the spankee!

I looked at her carefully.

I don’t believe in fate or coincidence and this was either a striking coincidence or Wendy planned it.

‘You don’t really enjoy medieval history, do you?’ I asked evenly.

‘No,’ she admitted, ‘not much, although, I have learned quite a lot during our small discussions.’

‘How wonderful,’ I said sarcastically. ‘What is this about, Wendy?’

‘I…I listened in on Mark’s telephone conversation, I have suspected him for sometime and I heard him badgering you to meet him for lunch…I knew then…’

‘Knew what?’

‘That you…you were …the other woman!’

‘How dramatic,’ I said with a droll tone. ‘I think we should have lunch and I am definitely going to have a glass of wine.’

‘Did you hear what I said?’

‘Of course,’ I said patiently, ‘and I will explain to you over a long lunch. With some luck, we will be tipsy by three.’

‘I…I don’t know…’

‘You don’t like me?’ I pouted and she smiled.

‘Yes, I do. I didn’t want to but I do.’

‘Then have lunch with me.’

‘I…I don’t know…

‘I have a way for your marriage to improve and your sex life will be wonderful.’

Wendy studied me keenly.

‘Really?’ Wendy asked slowly after a long moment.

‘Yes, really! Now, see if you can signal that silly waiter, we’ll escape this mundane café  and whisk away o to my favourite restaurant.’

‘Hello Mark, this is Carmen.’

‘Carmen?’

Mark’s voice became immediately soft over the telephone but I suspected his dick was hard.

‘Why…ah…’

‘I want to play some more games. You liked our last game, didn’t you?’

‘Ah…yes,’ he whispered.

‘I want to play again but harder this time. Do you want to play harder, Mark?’

‘Yes,’ he whispered again.

‘Book a hotel room.’

He was naked and kneeling on the floor of the hotel room when I arrived – just as I had instructed.

I remained fully clothed to increase his humiliation, bound his arms together, and lashed them to the top of the doorframe before flogging his back and bottom.

Angry red welts covered his rear when I finally released him, carefully avoiding his rigid cock and lashed his arms behind his back.

I propelled him to the bed and forced him to lie on his back.

Mark watched me with wide eyes as I tied his ankles together and then forced the gag into his mouth.

‘There, Mark is all silent,’ I said as I buckled the straps behind his head.

The television sound was loud as I had used it to mask the sounds of the flogging and I used the remote to turn the set completely off.

‘All quiet – just how I like it.’

Taking a red lipstick from my handbag, I sat on the bed beside the restrained Mark.

‘You’re in a pickle now, Mark,’ I said casually and began writing on his bare chest with the lipstick. ‘You’ve just given up control in more way than one.’

He watched as I wrote on his skin and drew a large arrow pointing at his hard cock.

‘I don’t suppose you can read upside down so I’ll tell you what I’ve written. If you’re interested of course. Nod if you are.’

Mark frantically nodded.

‘It says, “I am a submissive slut. Please control me. You control me by controlling this!” The arrow points at your hard dickie!’

I slipped my hand around his cock and slowly stroked it twice, leaving Mark gasping into the gag with frustration.

Carefully, I pushed a cock ring around his cock.

‘That will trap the blood and keep it nice and hard for your wife.’

Mark gaped at me and I smiled as he made desperate noises in the gag.

‘Wendy will be here in about twenty minutes to see a side of her husband she never knew about. Perhaps she’ll flog you again or just spank you. I do know Wendy has a chastity belt for you and I admit, it was my idea. I’m such a bitch! I don’t think that your willie is going to get much relief anytime soon!’

I flicked his hard cock with my forefinger and stood up.

‘Perhaps when she’s trained you, I can come around for coffee or dinner to see how you’ve progressed.’

I walked to the hotel room door.

‘I suspect, Mark, that your marriage will last for sometime, perhaps twenty or thirty years. At least until Wendy grows tired of you.’

He made more desperate noises into the gag and I smiled as I slowly shut the door.

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But this girl was the exception. Her name was Lovette. I thought the name a bit silly, but who cares when you see a body like that.

Lovette was a master of seduction. As sexy as she was in the body, it was her facial expressions and her eyes that did it for me. She has a way of looking at you that’ll just make your cock stand up to say hello.

Even to this day, I still can’t believe I got her. Girls that hot usually don’t go for guys like me.

I think I’m in love with her, but it’s hard to tell sometimes. Do I love her or am I just in lust with her stripper’s body and her wanton ways? I think about that question all the time.

I feel like I’m in love when she’s seducing me, but the human mind is a hard thing to figure out. The last time she sucked me off is a perfect example.

Lovette tends to get urges to give me blowjobs when there’s too much silence in the house. That night I was working on my latest book. I’m a writer.

She startled me because I was so into my work that I didn’t hear her crawl in. I was typing and then I saw a flash of yellow hair to the sides.

She grabbed my hands and motioned for me to turn the swivel chair all the way around. She put my hands on her enormous breasts. With her hands covering mine, she started squeezing them as she stared into my eyes.

I started caressing her tits on my own. She closed her eyes and tossed her head back. Damn, she was so sexy.

I immediately felt my cock stirring to life. I knew what she wanted to do.

Visions of past blowjobs started racing through my mind’s eye. I could see her slobbering all over my cock and stroking it, getting it sopping wet, rubbing it between those fat tits hanging off her chest. Lovette was a pro when it came to sucking cock.

As I was having that thought, she paused and said, “Do you like my nice, big tits?”

I was too horny to respond, but I’m sure the answer was written all over my face and the rising bulge in my pants.

“I bet you’d like to put your cock between them, wouldn’t you?” she asked.

I felt my stomach twisting with anticipation. More visions started flashing through my head. I remembered looking down and seeing her rubbing her tits up and down my dick. The look in her eyes and the way she sucked deep breaths of air—it was enough to drive a man insane.

I usually leave music playing while I write to help set the tone. I was in the middle of a dramatic love scene when Lovette came in. The music was still playing and it was helping to set the mood for us too.

She unhooked my belt and pulled my pants all the way off. My cock was already hard so all she had to do was grab hold of it and start doing what she did best.

My legs trembled as I felt her wet mouth close around my eager cock head. She pulled back and it popped out of her mouth with a loud smacking sound.

She watched my reaction. She could see the euphoria in my eyes as she opened her mouth really wide and inhaled me all the way down to the pubic hair.

A low moan escaped my mouth. I grabbed Lovette’s shoulder. I was losing control already.

She went into a dick-sucking frenzy. Through hazed eyes, all I could see was Lovette’s beautiful face and head full of blonde hair moving up and down as she swallowed loads of my throbbing cock and moaned all the while. Then she started spitting on it—Lovette likes for my cock to be as wet as possible—and then went down on me sucking me to curve in her throat every time down.

It was like she was in my mind. I’d barely have to think something before she started doing it.

She knew how to please me so well. Everything from the way she was looking at me to the way she was letting strands of saliva hang from my cock to her sodden mouth was driving me insane, making me lust for her more, making my love for her stronger.

Lovette had a tight grip and she was stroking my meat while she took breaks to catch her breath. She had pulled out her tits and was rubbing me all over them, using my cock as a tool to spread saliva all over her heaving chest.

Her tits were so ripe, full, luscious, and perfect. She was still talking dirty to me as she tit fucked me and continued the oral assault on my pulsing hard dick.

She had me on the brink of an orgasm several times, but Lovette knew my body too well. She knew when to back off and when to pour it on. It was torture and ecstasy all rolled in a five-foot package of hot woman.

Lovette made me feel so good I almost blacked out several times. The last time it happened, I remember opening my eyes and seeing her with her teeth gritted and staring intensely in my eyes.

“I want to feel your load shoot down my throat,” she said.

I could tell she meant every word of it. She was masturbating me with my cock pointed straight at her face. Her hand was moving so fast that it looked like a blur.

Her tits were jiggling with every stroke. Damn, she looked so sexy on her knees doing what she was doing and obviously loving it.

I grunted. I felt an intense sensation burning up my cock.

Lovette opened her mouth and slowed her stroking motion just enough to get better aim.

My ass cheeks tensed up. My legs started shaking badly.

Hot cum sent shivers throughout my body. Lovette wrapped her mouth around the sensitive cock head and gave it a good, hard suck as she squeezed it. More cum leaked into her mouth.

As she was lapping it up, I could see inside her mouth. It was full to capacity.

She knew my cock was always sensitive after a good blowjob, but Lovette had a sadistic streak. There was a part of her that loved torturing me while she pleasured me.

She continued sucking my cock as cum spilled from her mouth and got all over my cock; some fell to her breasts and on the floor. Then she finally stopped, but she held me transfixed by the bubbles she was blowing with the cum that still remained in her mouth.

My cock stayed hard for a long time after that. I couldn’t get it out of my head. I even woke up with a hard-on after taking a nap.

Do I love her? I’m still not sure, but either way, I’ll never leave her. She’s Lovette—my Little Ms. Fellatio.

 

“You can sit next to me if you like.” She said.

 

“Okay, I would like that” I replied, as I moved my stuff over closer to her and spread my own towel about five feet away. She rolled over onto her stomach and leaned on her elbows as she stared at me with the greenest eyes I have ever seen. She was a redhead, and absolutely gorgeous, now that I was close enough to see.

 

“Hi, my name is Kathy.” she drawled in some southern accent that I had never heard before. It was sooo sexy that I almost drooled when she spoke. She stared at my body over the top of her sunglasses and then smiled.

 

“You’re sure a cute little thing, aren’t you?” She said, as I blushed, and slowly pulled my little top off revealing my tiny bikini top.

 

“I think I’m too fat! But my name is Jan, and I'm really happy to meet you." I said, as I pulled my tight cutoffs down over my wiggling hips. I almost lost the bottoms of my bikini and had to pull them back up real fast as she caught a glimpse of my little puffy cunt lips and my white little tummy.

 

She giggled and said, “I think you are just right, Jan. I hate really skinny girls, don’t you?”

 

“Yeah, like those models in the mags who are all skin and bones.”

 

“Yes. You have a really sexy little figure, so don’t put yourself down, okay?”

 

“Okay.” I giggled back, as I stretched out on my back in the bright sun. I turned my head and caught her looking at my breasts and licking her lips as little beads of sweat formed on her upper lip. I could see the sides of her large breasts poking out of her suit and my heartbeat went up a notch. God, she was sexy herself!

 

“You are a knockout, you know?” I panted, as I felt my nipples begin to swell and push up the fabric off my breasts so she could easily see I was getting excited looking at her. “I’m sorry I woke you up, go ahead and nap some more if you want.” I said, as I felt moisture slowly working it’s way out of my tight little vagina opening.

 

“I really am tired, was up all night with that jerk of a boyfriend of mine. He is sooo self centered. He never cares about my needs, you know?”

 

“Yeah, been there, done that.” I replied.

“So what did you do?” she asked with one perfect eyebrow raised over her tinted lenses.

 

“I threw him away and got a girl friend.” I said, as I held my breath expecting her to jump up and run.

 

“Really? Hunh. I’ve never been with a girl, what’s it like?” She asked, as I noticed her hips push down on the sand slightly, and her nipples also start to poke out.

 

“Want me to show you?” I asked, hoping I wasn’t going too fast here.

 

“No, that’s alright.” She giggled, as she laid her face down on the towel and grinned at me. “I really think I’ll snooze some more, but thanks for the offer. If I was ever going to do that I would certainly love to do it with a sexy little girl like you, though.”

 

I smiled, and then turned my face to the sun as I dozed myself, feeling the hot sun between my legs starting to make me hornier and hornier. I slowly raised my hand on the side away from her and slid it under my little triangle of cloth on the right side of my bikini top. My nipple swelled some more as I teased it with my fingernail. I glanced over to check on Kathy and she was snoring very softly with her lips parted.

 

God, she was turning me on more and more as I looked her up and down and played with my nipple. “If she is really asleep I can play with both of them.” I thought, as I raised my other hand up and slid my fingers under the cloth. I kept watching her as I got hotter and hotter, until I was moving my hips and running one foot up and down my thigh.

 

I closed my eyes and gave myself over to the sweet sensations coursing through me. As I rubbed and tugged on my nipples the top slid up until I felt the sea breeze blowing over my hot skin. “Do I dare take my top off?” I panted to myself. The thought of her waking up and seeing me half naked made my cunt start to seep moisture again. I reached up and untied the tie at my neck and the one in front and pulled my top completely off and laid it on the sand.

 

I arched my back against my fingers and panted softly as I worked my body toward an orgasm. I opened my eyes and looked at Kathy as she moaned a little in her sleep and slid her hands down under her bikini bottoms. I gasped when I saw that, and I realized she must be having an erotic dream while I was playing with my breasts. I couldn’t stand it anymore and I slid both my hands under the top of my bikini bottoms and plunged my fingers into my sopping wet cunt.

 

The orgasm started slowly and ran up my body as I bit my lip and moaned. I shook violently when the full force hit me and I almost screamed, I was in such sweet agony!

By now my bottoms were down around my thighs and I untied them and pulled them completely off and laid them next to the top beside me. Then I spread my legs wide and fingered my cunt furiously while I ogled Kathy’s body now moving up and down on her own fingers in her sleep.

 

I reached up and grabbed my swollen breasts with one hand as I finger fucked my hot little cunt with the other until the second shock wave rippled through me. I spread my legs as wide as I could and yanked on my swollen clit until I was panting and sweating under the hot sun. The mixture of my sweat and my juices made a slurping sound as I fingered my cunt faster and faster and moaned softly, “Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh God.” over and over, as the next orgasm built.

 

I glanced quickly at Kathy’s face and was shocked to see her green eyes staring back at me as her tongue licked her dry lips and she moaned and gasped as her own orgasm hit.

”Oh, God, Jan, that was incredible! You looked so hot fingering your little cunt, it made me cum harder than I ever have before!”

 

“Please, Kathy, take your suit off so I can look at your naked body too?”

 

“Oh, God, I can’t believe I’m doing this.” she panted, as she rose up and literally tore her top off and then yanked on the side of her bottoms until the tie tore loose and the material slid off of her gorgeous rear end. I gasped at the sight of her perfect breasts and huge nipples and jerked up off the towel as another strong orgasm ran through my sweaty little body.

 

She turned on her side to show me her red haired cunt lips as she fingered them and panted and moaned over and over. She was bathed in sweat like me and it dripped off her nipples and made wet spots on her towel. I turned on my side toward her and we stared at each other as we finger fucked our wet cunts faster and faster.

 

"Oh, God, Kathy, I’m about to cum, are you?” I gasped.

 

“Oh, God yesssss” she hissed, as she pumped her fingers faster and grabbed her nipples hard and tugged on them. “Oh, God Jan, I’m cumming, please cum with me, okay?”

 

“Oh yesss, I’m cumming toooo!” I screamed, as I jerked and twitched as the contractions ran up and down my heaving little stomach.

 

“Oh God!” she screamed at the same time, and cum spurted from her cunt lips and poured on her towel and the hot sand to make a puddle by my own between us.

 

As the orgasm waned I slowly fell back down on the towel as she too collapsed and we lay there panting and smiling at each other as we tried to catch our breath.

 

“Jan, if you still want to I would really like to try having sex with a girl, would you mind terribly?” she asked, as she stared into my eyes with a sultry look. I melted on the spot as my heart thundered in my ears hearing the thing I most wanted to hear in the world at that moment.

 

“Oh God, Kathy, I want you so bad, yesss!” I panted, as I got up on my knees and leaned over to run my hand over the side of her face tenderly. She grabbed my fingers and kissed my palm as I moved next to her.

 

“Before we do anything why don’t we go cool off in the sea for a bit” I giggled, as the sweat poured off our hot bodies..

 

“Yeah, that sounds great, I’m soaked here.” She laughed, as we both stood up and started for the water. We walked down to the wet sand at the waters edge and then dove into the next curl as it raced toward the beach. We came up with foam all over our hair and then swam out past the breakers to calmer water. We floated on our backs as we talked and watched the sea gulls soaring and diving in the clear blue afternoon sky.

 

Finally we body surfed in to the beach, and got up laughing. She reached out and held my hand and then we walked back up to our towels to dry in the hot sun. We decided to walk down the beach for a while as we got to know each other better. The sands were still deserted so we just left our suits by the towels and walked naked, feeling the cool sea breeze caress out breasts and between out legs. It was fantastic to be walking with this beautiful redhead next to me and she was constantly staring at my own body as my breasts moved slightly as I walked.

 

We hugged, and giggled, and discussed boys and girls we knew until we were way down by the rocks at the far end of the beach. The constant ebbing and flowing  of the tides had carved a low ledge in the sand and we sat on it as we watched the waves break.

 

Kathy looked at me and I turned and softly kissed her. She sighed and slid her tongue into my panting mouth as I sucked and licked hers at the same time. I pushed her back so she was leaning on her elbows and slowly ran my hand up over her tight stomach. I could feel her tremble and her nipples got really big as they swelled under my touch.

 

“Oh, God!” she whispered, as I ran my hand down to the wet red hairs above her cunt lips. She had shaved so her bikini wouldn’t show any hair poking out, but had left a neatly trimmed patch right above her puffy cunt that I was now running my fingers through. I pushed gently as she opened her shaking legs and my finger slid onto her wet opening as she gasped and jerked her hips.

 

She tried to stand and I shook my head as I moved between her open legs. “Let me show you the way, okay?” I panted, as I forced another finger in beside the other one. She moaned, and threw her head back, and then closed her eyes, as I began to finger fuck her while I ran my other hand up and down her quaking body. She shivered as I pulled out on her big nipples, and I felt more of her juices wetting my plunging fingers.

 

I kept it up until she was gasping and moaning.

 

”Oh God, Jan! Your fingers feel soo good inside me. Oooh, what did you just touch in there? Ohmigod! I feel like I’m about to pee and cum at the same time! Oh, shit, Jan, fuck me faster, honey, please. Unh, unh, unh, unh. Oh God I’m gonna’ cum again, oh Jaaaaaaaan!” She screamed, as she gushed all over my hand and twitched and jerked on the soft sand.

 

 Each contraction lifted her up in the air as her stomach muscles tightened and then released over and over. She flayed around as another orgasm hit, and she grabbed my wrist and pulled my fingers in deeper as she screamed out again and again, from the intense spasms running up and down her sweaty body. Finally I let her come down as I kissed her breasts and belly button and licked her soft red cunt hair.

 

“Wow! What a turn on!” she said, as she pulled me up on top of her, and kissed me hard on the mouth. “You must have done this before!” she giggled, as I licked her lips and bit her lower lip gently.

 

“Yeah, once or twice.” I giggled back, as I slid down over her sweaty body and ran my tongue up into her outer cunt lips and nibbled on her hard little clit. She jerked up off the sand and grabbed my hair and shoved my face hard against her mound as she spurted cum into my open mouth. Her cunt lips were trembling as I licked and sucked her through two more intense orgasms.

 

“Oh, shit, Jan, please stop, I can’t take any more!” She cried, as she rolled around on the now wet sand.

 

“Oh, alright. If you insist.” I giggled, as I bit her clit one last time playfully. I reached out and pulled her to her feet and we walked down to rinse off in the ocean. We splashed around for a while as we hugged and kissed until I was getting so turned on my cunt was dripping down my leg.

 

“It looks like the little girl has a problem.” She laughed, as she tweaked one of my rock hard nipples. I gasped, and grabbed her hand and crushed it against my swollen breast. She grabbed the other one and then tugged and twirled the little nubs between her fingers until I was going wild with lust.

 

“Oh, Kathy, please make love to me now, okay? “ I panted, as I threw my arms around her neck and crushed her beautiful body against mine. I rubbed my nipples back and forth over hers as she ran her fingers down to my cunt and slid one nail up and down my wet little slit. I jerked at her touch and pushed my hips forward as I grabbed her hand and started humping it feverishly.

 

She curled three finger tips up in me and I fucked them harder and harder until I felt the orgasm start up my straining little body. She was really strong and held me tight as she fucked me, and it felt sooooo good! I slid my leg between hers and she pushed her own cunt hard against it as she started humping me too. Then she pushed me back and I fell to the wet sand at the waters edge. A wave petered out on the beach and the wash surged up my gaping cunt around her fingers and I screamed at the intense orgasm as it jerked me around and around. I gripped the wet slippery shore as she continued to pound in and out until I was screaming constantly, “Fuck me, fuck me, and fuck me! Oh God! FUCK MEEEEEEEEE!!!!!” over and over, as I jerked my hips up off the sand and squirmed and shuddered out more orgasms.

 

She wiped my stringy blonde curls out of my dripping wet face and helped me up. I held onto her body tight as we staggered up the beach to our towels. I flopped down as she tenderly wiped the last of the seawater off me. Then she picked up a blanket that she had with her and spread it out and we laid back on it to dry off and snuggle in the waning sunlight. As the cool air blew off the waves I pulled our towels over us and we were snug as a bug under them.

 

We heard footsteps in the sand and looked up at two guys and their dates coming down from the dunes behind us. They stared at us lying there, and then the girls giggled and the guys smiled knowingly at the two lesbian girls lying close together under their towels with apparently nothing on, since our bikinis were lying in the sand next to us.

 

They moved down the beach a ways and set their cooler down and spread their own blankets out. We watched as the girls pulled their sweatshirts off to reveal stunning figures wrapped in the sexiest bikinis we had ever seen! They had tiny little pouches in front that barely covered their cunts and the tops were almost non existent just barely covering their nipples. The thong like outfits revealed their cute buns completely to our gaze and we both shuddered with desire to go fuck them right then!

 

I caressed Kathy’s breast as she moaned in my ear, “Oh, God, Jan, I’m turning into such a slut here. I want to eat them both while you watch me and I want you to eat me right now while they watch. God, what have you done to me?”

 

I ran my tongue into her ear and sucked noisily as she shuddered and gasped loudly. She pushed my hand down between her legs and I ran my fingers up her wet cunt as she panted and moaned. The guys were looking at us and their shorts did little to hide the fact that they were both getting rock hard. Their dates giggled, and then reached down and grabbed their bulges as they jerked and gasped while ogling us making out under the towels.

 

“Jan, pull my towel down, okay?” Kathy panted in my face as I stared into her beautiful green eyes. “I want them to see me naked while you finger fuck me. Oh God, I’m soo wet!”

 

I smiled at her half closed eyes and ran my fingernail down across her tight stomach under her towel and she jerked and gasped as I did. “Oh, God, Jan, I’m starting to cum again. I can’t believe how horny I am since we met this morning; I can’t seem to get enough! You’re driving me crazy with lust, you meany.” She panted, as she fucked up against my fingers driving in and out of her sopping wet cunt.

 

The motion of her hips thrashing around caused her towel to slide slowly off her straining body until the group watching us gasped as her naked body suddenly was revealed as it finally fell completely off. I smiled at them as I fingered her harder and harder, and the girls’ mouths hung open in awe as they rubbed their date’s shorts faster and faster. Then Kathy screamed as she bucked up off the sand and spurted her sweet juices all over my hand. At that same moment I heard the guys moan and watched as cum spurted down their legs from under their baggy shorts.

 

I turned and slid my tongue down over Kathy’s smooth belly to her red cunt hair. She pulled my body over her so my own cunt was directly over her face, and then she plunged her tongue up between the outer lips of my wet cunt, too. My towel was falling off as we sucked and licked each other totally oblivious to the group watching us now. The waning sun shown on our glistening sweaty bodies as we ate each other.

 

We gasped and moaned in unison until we both came together. I licked hungrily at her soft cunt as she ran her tongue up and down my own slit sucking all the moisture into her hot mouth as she panted.

 

Finally we collapsed with our heads between each others legs. We heard applause break out and looked up to see the group standing over us grinning and clapping at our naked bodies sixty nined on the blanket. I rolled off Kathy and we both grinned back at them as they offered us each a beer and toasted us with theirs.

 

“Great show!” one of the guys said as his date ran her hand over his softening penis down the front of his shorts. The other girl was stroking her date in the same way with her hand down under his shorts, too. The two guys were hugging the girls to their sides as they panted and moved their hips as the fondling increased.

 

We slid over on our knees and pulled their shorts down as their rigid cocks sprang into view. Kathy helped the one girl jack off her date while I fondled the other ones balls and licked the throbbing head with the tip of my little pink tongue. It didn’t take but a few seconds before they erupted and shot white sprays of cum all over our faces and the grasping hands of their dates.

 

We all laughed as we wiped them off with our towels and then they walked over to their own blanket and stretched out to recover. The two girls stayed and knelt by us as we chatted and giggled about the afternoon’s activities. I saw one girl, who said her name was Kasey, ogling me when she thought I wasn’t looking and Kathy noticed and grinned at me.

 

“Looks like someone wants to fondle your cute little clit.” She whispered in my ear, as the girl blushed and her friend laughed. I stared her in the eyes as I ran my fingers over her bikini clad little tits and she gasped as she blushed. But she didn’t move away as I slid one finger under the elastic and traced my nail across her stiff little nipple. She gasped and put her own hand over mine and squeezed my fingers into her swelling breast.

 

Kathy slid over and did the same to her other nipple and the other girl panted as she watched us playing with her friend. Then we pulled her top off and tugged on her stiff little nubs until she was moaning and trembling from out caresses. We stood her up and untied her bikini bottoms and let them fall to the sand revealing her pretty little shaved cunt lips and the moisture seeping out of them. I licked my lips at the sight and my own cunt erupted as I shuddered out another orgasm. Kathy was fingering her fleshy cunt as I leaned over and sucked one little nipple deep into my mouth.

 

Her friend watched as she removed her bikini and fondled her own nipples and fingered her cunt. I looked over at her and something in my head rang a bell. I stopped what I was doing and just stared at her. She looked at me questioningly, and said, “What? Why are you looking at me like that?” I wracked my brain and finally realized what was troubling me. I knew this girl! I had seen her picture on the internet!

 

A short while back some guy had sent me pictures of a girl who he pretended to be, to try and coax me to send him my naked photos. This had to be her, or her exact twin! I stared some more until she blushed and dropped her eyes to the sand.

 

“Have you ever had a boyfriend in England?” I asked.

 

“Yeah, I did a few months ago, why? And how could you possibly know that?” She stammered with fear in her eyes.

 

 “Because he sent me your pictures on the net.” I replied, as she stared at me in total shock.

 

“He couldn’t have!” She replied, as she licked her dry lips.

 

“Your name is Tishy, right?”

 

“Oh. My God! I can’t believe this! Who are you, and why are you telling me this stuff?”

 

‘I write stories for a sex site on the web under the pen name DeeDee18. Have you ever heard of me?” I asked.

 

“Oh, shit! Sure I have. My boyfriend wrote to tell me he was trying to write to you. What a small world! Are you really her? How incredible is that?” She said, as she shuddered and looked at me searchingly.

 

“Yes I am, and I have thought about your sweet face and sexy body many times since then, and have wanted to eat you so bad that I lay awake nights playing with myself while staring at your tight body and those yummy looking breasts and nipples and your sweet looking cunt lips. And here you are in the flesh, and even more stunning than I imagined!” I panted, as my cunt leaked on the sand and my nipples swelled so hard that they ached looking at her.

 

“Ohmigod! That is amazing! You really want me that bad, hunh? Well here’s your chance sweetie, get over here and eat me now!” She panted with that sweet little glint in her eye, as I knelt before her parted legs and looked up at her wet slit above my face. I reached around to fondle her tight buns as I buried my face in her smooth mound and ran my tongue up her hot cunt.

 

“Oh God. How I’ve imagined this moment!” I gasped, as I sucked on her clit hungrily. She smiled down at me and giggled as she swept her honey streaked hair over my head. “You like that, little one?” she panted.

 

“Umm hum.” I mumbled as I worked my tongue deeper into her wet cunt. I licked up and down on her inner lips until her hips began to move and her breath was coming in short gasps as she ground her cunt into my face.

 

“Oh, God, Jan, or whoever you are, you feel soo good in there. Suck me harder, harder. Bite my clit! Yessss.” She panted, as I nibbled and tugged with my teeth on her stiff nub. Then she stiffened, and I felt her warm juices flow into my mouth as she shook from her orgasm. She bucked against my face repeatedly until the contractions eased and she let her breath out in a rush.

 

“Oh, man, you are good!” She panted, as she ran her fingers through my hair and then kissed the top of my head. I looked up into her eyes and smiled as I grabbed her buns and ran a finger up and down her smooth crack. She gasped, and then giggled, as I stood up and kissed her and ran my tongue over her sweet lips and stared into those mischievously beautiful eyes.

 

By now Kathy had the other girl totally exhausted so they staggered over to their blankets and flopped down on their boyfriends and fell asleep in their arms. I hugged Kathy, and then we picked up our stuff and shook the sand out and folded everything up. We walked up the dunes to our cars exchanging phone numbers and kissing and hugging all the way.

 

As I drove down the highway I recalled the day, and the miraculous meeting with Tishy and Kathy, and I smiled as I headed for the airport to fly back to my little lover Angie to regale her with my latest escapade. She would be sooo jealous!

 

                                - deedeeo18@hotmail.com -

When he told me he was 18 I couldn’t and wouldn’t believe him.

Finally I learned that he was 18 and was told that he like his parents would always be a small physical person.

He was a man trapped in a boy’s body.

Then after being sure about his age I started responding to his flirting frivolous advances.

We had a chemistry reaction the first time we met and he didn’t make any effort to hide his gay conduct.

But even though he winked at me and threw me kisses and even hugged me and lightly touched my privates through my clothing with light brushes and several advancing techniques he still stopped just short of letting me do any serious contact unto or upon him. I decide that his IQ was way less than the age of 18.

Then after becoming bored with his bashful attitude and my attention to him dimming he confessed to me about how he had once been gay with a guy before he had swung his balls and the guy had threw him on a bed and raped his ass very roughly. and was so very scared to do sex with me or anyone.

And he was afraid that I’d get real horny and try to do it to him.

So I put some thought into this problem and decided to try something with him to give him confidence.

On his next visit and after his quick hug and his nervous jittery reaction I asked him to tie my hands behind me and then he could do anything he desired to or demand of me.

He thought I was crazy and refused at first and I pleaded that it was worth a try.

I even allowed him to tie my ankles.

Then there we were with me bound up real tight and pleading with him to do anything he wanted. This kid changed completely right in front of me.

He first undressed completely so I could finally see his beautiful body and erect gentiles which were very normally like full size balls and had light public hair but the fat dick was only maybe just short of 5 inches. This boyish look turned me on more than a big whopper would have. Then he pranced in front of me turning slowly and letting me enjoy the view.

Then he nervously dropped my pants down to my ankles and seemed in awe of my 6 inch dick and he seemed to think it was huge and grasped it warmly and fondled with it.

He then rubbed his against mine and moaned with awe.

He then rubbed his in my butte crevice and then put his buttocks against my erection.

He acted so Kiddies and sissy about it all and I just had never had anything so tantalizing before happen to me. He then put the side of his face against my dick and balls,

I squatted down and asked to kiss his dick and he giggled and teased me with it by brushing it against my lips but never letting me get the morsel in my mouth.

Then he pulled my clothes back up and put his back on and told me that now I cold believe him when he said he was gay. I hadtold him that he was not gay before.

He waited  awhile for me to cool down as he worded it then untied me and said now you’ll be wanting me to come back won’t you which I answered yes to and he asked me if I loved him and I said yes. He whispered at the door that he loved me and would be back again and swished out the door with me all mixed up emotional.

I knew he was not yet out of the closet that I heard so much about and I symphonize with him because of my past and fears that caused me not to secumber to my desires.

I had been and was also brainwashed about sex and wish there was someway I could erase all the old brainwash and meet someone that had never been brainwashed as to think sex and love is a sin.

All my other posted stories were fiction and my imigination working oevertime like I'm sure lots of other posts on this site But this one is real

If you want to  swap logical true feeling e mail me at  ok7whatever@yahoo.com

I'm open minded and need to learn more facks about people.

All but one, that is. There was one particular waitress who didn't like or appreciate us at all. She was an older lady who just wasn’t up to the noise and bustle of serving so many people at once. She was also a bit on the crabby side. We refered to her as Granny Grump. While most of the waitresses laughed and joked with us, and returned our smart remarks with comments of their own, Granny hated our racket. She especially didn’t like our self-help with the coffee. As Granny worked our group, she quickly became nervous, and her hands trembled.

Granny was indirectly responsible for my meeting Carol and her family.

The fateful night I met Carol, she and her family had, for the first time, joined our CB group at Sambo’s. Carol was a large woman. She stood about 5'8", and she weighed well over 350 pounds. She was married to Bill, also a large person. They had four children, two boys 6 and 15, and two girls 11 and 13. Carrie, the 13-year-old girl, was seated directly across from me at our large table.

As Granny served soft drinks and water to the children, a glass of iced water fell off her tray. Carrie, with a shriek, caught most of the cold water on her head and chest. Most of our group began loudly laughing after we realized no one was hurt. Nobody was upset over what was obviously an accident, except maybe Carrie.

Granny, instead of getting a towel to clean up the water, just stood there. She repeatedly said, "I didn't do that!"

Being a natural born smart-ass, I asked Granny, "You have ghosts in here, or what?" "Oh, I know, the glass just jumped off your tray and onto Carrie's head, all by it self." I said, with just a touch of sarcasm.

Wagging my finger at the offending glass, I said, "Bad glass! Bad glass!" The glass was thus duly admonished.

I then teased Carrie by asking, "Carrie, why did you pour that water over your head? Is it that hot in here?"

Carrie began laughing about her wet head with the rest of us.

When Granny didn't seem to be making any effort to get a towel, I took the initiative, got a towel, and gave it to Carrie. Carrie dried herself, and our evening continued.

With his apologies, the manager quickly replaced Granny with another waitress.

Over the next, few months, I became friends with Carol, and her family. They soon joined me as I raced my car at the local dirt track.

As it turned out, Bill was a workaholic. He put in sixty to eighty hours a week, every week, at his job as a machinist. Though he made good money, he was never available to his family. He was either working or sleeping. Only the racing seemed to give them an opportunity to be together as a family.

After a while, I had begun attending the kids' sporting events and school activities in Bill's place. One night, Bill told me he appreciated my help with his family activities. Little did he know, Carol had been giving hints she wanted me to assist Bill in other family duties, as well.

For several weeks Carol had been making comments and doing things that indicated she could be easily had. Comments such as, "I haven't had a sex life for such a long time," and "I wish I had a lover like you." She frequently asked intimate questions about my activities with my dates. Whenever she passed by me, she always let a hand brush my back or my ass.

One Friday night, after a tough evening at the race track, we went back to Bill and Carol’s home, and I had a few drinks. Neither Bill nor Carol drank that night. Bill was getting ready to return to work. He said they had a rush order to get out. Carol convinced me I had been drinking too much to drive home, and suggested I stay there. She said I could sleep on their couch. Before leaving for work, Bill also told me I should stay.

They were probably right. I had consumed a good deal of alcohol. Very soon after that, I removed my clothes under the blanket Carol had provided, I had dozed off. I was fast asleep even before Bill left for work.

The next thing I knew, Carol was on her knees in front of the couch, kissing all over my face, and rubbing my flat, hard belly. My job helped keep me in excellent condition. As I slowly awoke, I quickly noticed Carol had changed into a white, see-through, nightgown. I could easily see her huge tits.

With a smile, I asked, "Carol, what are you trying to do?"

Just above a whisper, she answered, "I've wanted you for a long time. Will you make love to me?"

Without saying a word, I reached out and cupped one of Carol’s tremendous tits in my hand. One hand was not enough for a boob that big. When I firmly squeezed her tit, Carol groaned, thrust her tongue into my mouth, and let her hand slide down to cup my balls through my underwear.

When we broke our kiss, Carol suggested we get on the carpeted living room floor. There was no way we could both fit on her couch. Carol lay on her back, and I simply rolled off the couch, and gently landed on top of her fat-bloated body.

In short order, Carol’s nightgown had been pulled off her shoulders and arms exposing her massive tits. Her nipples were already hard as stones and centered in silver dollar sized aureoles.

I had come to enjoy big girls and their big tits. With the alcohol I had consumed earlier still affecting me, I massaged, sucked, pinched, and nipped those tits with a great deal of enthusiasm.

"Work my tits hard, Baby," Carol instructed. "I like it when they’re played with real rough. Just don't leave any marks."

I didn’t leave any marks, but my enthusiastic attack of Carol’s tits continued for quite some time. The rougher I treated her tits, the more Carol moaned her approval. It became a challenge for me to see if I could get her to admit that her tits were hurting. After about twenty minutes of rough attention to her tits, I took each nipple between my thumb and forefingers, pinched very hard, and pulled straight up.

With Carol’s nipples pinched and pulled nearly a foot away from her chest, her tits looked like huge, inverted, funnels. Carol groaned, closed her eyes, and asked, "Will you please fuck me now?"

Carol had already raised and spread her knees. Her nightgown was bunched around her waist. She wasn’t wearing any panties. I pushed my underwear down to my ankles and sat on my heels between her legs. Her bush and swollen pussy lips glistened with her lubricating moisture.

As I placed my cock’s head at the opening to Carol’s pussy, she said, "I am very fertile. If you cum in me, I will probably get pregnant."

What the hell did I care? She was the one that was married, not me.

With one quick thrust, I buried my cock in Carol’s cunt. With a gasp, she lifted her ass off the floor to meet my thrust. Her pussy was a little on the sloppy side. I guess four kids can do that to a pussy.

Even though Carol’s pussy wasn’t as tight as it could have been, she sure used it enthusiastically. After my initial entry, she seemed to take over. She pulled me down to her chest and bucked like a rodeo horse. Her level of athletic activity surprised me. All I had to do was keep a firm grip on her tits as handles, hang on, and enjoy the ride. As her orgasm approached, she pulled the blanket off the couch, held it tightly to her mouth, and muffled her voice as she yelled, "I cuming!"

With one final thrust, Carol held her ass, and me, off the floor as her orgasm engulfed her. With a broad smile on her face, she slowly lowered her ass back to the floor.

Only then, did I begin to stroke in and out of Carol’s cunt. When I told her I was getting close to cuming, Carol held me tightly. In a serious voice, she again said, "You can cum in me if you want, but I will probably get pregnant."

A few more deep thrusts, and I pulled out of Carol’s pussy. I dumped my load on her bush and belly.

As I rolled off Carol, she brought a hand down to the puddle of warm cum on her abdomen. She spread my cum all over her belly, then put her fingers to her lips, and licked them clean.

As she pulled her fingers from her mouth, she said, "Mmmmmm! Get back on the couch, Baby."

I did, and Carol proceeded to carefully and thoroughly lick my cock and balls clean. When she finished, she kissed me and headed off to her bedroom for the night.

Saturday morning, nothing was said about our late night adventure. However, even her kids noticed Carol was in a very good mood. When Bill came in from work, she greeted him with a kiss and served him his breakfast.

Over the next several months, Carol, her family, and I continued spend time together. Whenever I wasn’t working, or didn’t have a date, I would frequently hang out at their place.

When a big late-model dirt track race was scheduled in Tucson, Arizona, I asked Carol and her family if they wanted to go with me. I would not be driving but watching from the stands.

It was a day race, and as usual, Bill had to be at work that evening. He had to be at work before we would be able to get back to town. He did, however, encourage Carol and the kids to go with me.

The drive down was uneventful. During the race, Carol would sneak pats to my ass whenever the kids weren’t looking. I was thinking I would probably get some pussy from her when we got home later that night.

After the races, we stopped for a bite to eat, then headed toward home. Dusk was rapidly approaching as we traveled north on the interstate. It had been a long day, and, with their bellies full, all four kids were soon fast asleep in the back seat of my car. Carol reached back and lightly touched each one.

When she was satisfied they were all soundly sleeping, Carol slid over next to me and kissed my cheek. She got no response. She placed her hand on my crotch and kissed my lips. My eyes never left the road. She asked, "Does anything disturb you while you’re driving?"

"No! I answered. "I consider myself a better driver than most people on the road, and I consider paying attention critical to what I’m doing. Knowing what's going on all around me keeps me alive on the race track and the freeway."

She said, "I'll bet I know something that will distract you a little. Let me show you."

With that, Carol unzipped my pants, reached in, and took my semi-erect cock out. With a final glance at her kids, she twisted in the seat and lay in my lap, facing my cock. No easy task for a gal her size.

I ran the power seat back so her head wouldn’t interfere with the steering wheel.

Carol began by slowly licking up and down the under side of my cock. In the mean time, she unhooked my belt and loosened my pants. That gave her unobstructed access to my cock and balls. By then, I had a full erection.

After several minutes of licking, a drop of pre-cum had appeared on the head of my cock. Carol very slowly ran her tongue over and around the top of my cock’s head and lapped up the pre-cum. She then took just the head of my cock into her mouth.

I gently stroked the short brown hair on the back of her head. I still hadn’t let my eyes leave the road.

Carol swirled her tongue around my cock’s head several times. She then proceeded to slowly take my shaft into her mouth. Her tongue continued swabbing the shaft as she took my cock's head to the back of her mouth then pulled up. When she again had just my the head in her mouth, she immediately started back down. She repeated the process over and over without hesitation. All the while, her mouth maintained a nice firm suction, and her tongue never stopped swabbing me.

After several minutes of Carol’s treatment, I whispered to her. "I'm about to cum." I tensed, lifted my hips, and began pumping my load deep into her mouth.

Carol took me to the back of her mouth and started swallowing as fast as she could. She swallowed every bit of my cum. She didn’t let a single drop escape her mouth. When I had finished cuming, Carol licked me clean, gave my cock’s head a lip-smacking kiss, and sat up. In the last fading light of the day, I could see a big grin on Carol’s face.

Looking at her grin caused me, for the first time that day, to take my eyes off the freeway.

"You really don’t let anything break your concentration when you're driving, do you?" She asked.

"Nothing!" I replied, as I reached over and firmly pinched her left nipple.

                             

Like the screaming. Believe me, I have no problem being vocal during sex. I can dirty-mouth any tight girl enough to make her as horny as a guy wanking along to Jessica Simpson’s latest commercial. But halfway through the good part...they start making these noises. Each woman sounds different in the beginning – some have a more melodic hum while some just bleat like goats – but eventually, they all start squirming and groaning like a drunken cat in heat. That I can tolerate up to a point. But soon comes the oh-fuck-oh-god-yes-yes-I’m-gonna-come-climax, and suddenly those forty dollar manicures are drawing my blood, and my apartment fills with screams like I’m murdering her instead of pleasing her. My eardrums beg me to reach up and strangle her before I go limp and deaf.

And then there’s the jiggling. There’s no straight guy out there who wouldn’t dream of suckling a double D cup hottie and watching her tits roll with every thrust of his cock inside of her. But after long enough with any woman, I feel like I’m fucking a piece of jello. Wiggle, bounce, bounce, bounce...after a while, you start noticing that some parts that shouldn’t be jiggling are jiggling, and she’s suddenly a hell of a lot flabbier than she looked in the dim light of the subway.

There are other things – like the fact that no man could possibly master the art of pleasuring a woman, even if he read every advice book and took every kama sutra class in the world – but up until a couple of weeks ago, I thought I didn’t have a choice. I took every fuck as a necessity, sweating and groaning and thrusting until I came, and then politely zipping up my pants and moving on. I could satisfy my occasional cravings with a blowjob here and a fuck there, and that was that. But there was something missing. Something I couldn’t quite place.

I should introduce myself before I go on. My name is Lance Callahan, and I live in New York City in an apartment I (grudgingly) share with my crack-snorting older brother, Seth. I’m seventeen years old and I work two shitty jobs to pay the bills that my dumbass brother always somehow rakes up. My mother’s dead, and I never knew my father – and I’m damn well glad I didn’t because I’d have to slit the son-of-a-bitch’s throat if I did. Seth and I live under the same roof for convenience’s sake alone, and as long as each pays his own share and stays out of the other’s way, it works. That means I basically live on my own and do whatever the hell I want with myself.

Appearance-wise, I don’t think I’m too daunting. I have dirty-blonde hair, but a few months ago I took a liking to bleaching it and dying it dark blue. It always falls in jagged streaks along my forehead, and I like the effect. I got my left eyebrow pierced a while ago, and I sometimes wear a ring on by bottom lip, but both are only a barely noticeable glint of silver. Half the reason I did it was to piss Seth off, anyway – and it worked, so there’s no way I’m getting rid of either of them. I have light brown eyes and relatively pale skin. I’m not perfect, and I do have a few little white scars, but you have to look for them to see them. I dress in whatever the local shoplifter is selling that week, but I’ve always been attracted to darker colors – they look better on me, anyway. I don’t paint my nails or wear makeup or any of that shit. I don’t have the money, I don’t have the patience, and above all, I abhor the idea.

As I was saying, though, there was something distinctly missing in my life. It haunted me at night, especially after sex. The raw afterglow seeped away at something inside of me more and more each time I fucked someone, and I ended up walked away feeling emptier than before. It was like I was constantly trying to fill a bottomless cup. I tried to brush it off as my imagination – after all, there was no rationality behind this odd twinge of hunger – but something in me wouldn’t let go.

Ultimately, it took one of my brother’s friends to give me the missing piece.

His name was Lucas, but we always called him Luke. He was one of Seth’s pot-buddies, meaning that he was one of over a dozen kids who showed up every Thursday night to chain-smoke in Seth’s bedroom. He had deep black hair that fell down in straight cascades down the sides of his face, and a calculated smile that made you think he was about to say something taunting and sarcastic. His eyes were a shocking shade of electric green, and they always seemed to be deep and shifting, like he was looking right into every person in the room and reading their most intimate thoughts. He had pierced tongue and a rolling laugh, and a slender body and fingers that reminded you of a musician. He always wore black and only black, and tight clothing that looked like it might rip if he stretched his arms or legs any further. A peculiar scent of spicy smoke seemed to follow him wherever he went, and he always moved as smoothly as a dancer, whether it was on the nightclub floor or just tapping the ash off the end of his cigarette.

He also happened to be the most flamingly open homosexual you could ever come across.

I had absolutely no problem with him before I started going to the strips and dance clubs with my brother’s buddies. He was just another kid in the pack, and I really didn’t give a damn about him or what he did. But then he started eyeing me, and that’s when I got uncomfortable. I still had that one-track pussy-bound mind, so when he threw his gaze down my body amid the flashes of the synthetic lights, I frowned and ignored every fiber of his being. Any time he tried to talk to me, I bluntly excused myself and walked off to the nearest retreat, be it a bathroom or a back alley.

Then, he started trying to touch me. It first started when he was walking out the apartment door one Thursday night, and he gave my ass a little pinch when he stepped by. He turned and laughed at my startled expression, and I was so angry that I told him to go fuck himself and literally shoved him out by the wood of the door. Later on, whenever he showed up at a club with the others, he’d always find some opportunity to casually brush his hand against me. It could be anything from accidentally brushing by thigh while lifting his hand for his drink or pressing his arm against my back as he tried to squeeze behind me in the crowd.

It got to a point where once, amid the throbbing of the base and the sweat of the people crowded around me, I suddenly felt his breath hot in my ear and his hips roughly grinding my ass. I had whipped around, flushed and speechless, just about ready to punch him in the face. But before I could spit any of my welling venom at him, he laughed and walked away without saying a word.

The thing was, I wasn’t scared of him because I was repulsed by his advances.

I was scared of him because it was turning me on.

Needless to say, after that night, I avoided all possible contact with him. I stayed out on Thursday nights and stopped going to those clubs. If I accidentally went to the same convenience store at the same time he did, I left immediately. If I saw him standing on the sidewalk near our apartment, I ducked my head and took a roundabout route. I did anything and everything to stay out of his sight.

Meanwhile, my sexual need seemed to take a sharp upturn for no reason, and I found myself becoming less and less picky with the girls I fucked. I didn’t care if they screamed bloody murder and tore my skin apart with their French manicures. I just needed a release, and I needed it badly, because I was thinking too much about him and it horrified me. He’s just a creep, I told myself. Just a creep, and I’m going through an odd phase that’ll correct itself as soon as I shoot him in his dirty little face.

I was very successful in avoiding him – so successful, in fact, that I didn’t catch a glimpse of him for an entire five weeks.

And then, it all happened.

I remember it was a Sunday night, because the fuzzy, cheap television screen kept showing reruns of an earlier football game. I collapsed on the couch after a day of shoving sloppy hamburgers under people’s noses at my restaurant job, and then at my pharmacy job selling old ladies their monthly urinary tract infection meds and a copy of People’s magazine. I was tired and I wanted to fall asleep, but more than that, I felt strangely horny.

I flipped through the channels vaguely, watching the colors change but not taking interest in anything. Not even Telemundo could amuse me in my oppressive need. I was about to reach down into my pants when I heard the sound of grunting in the room next door, and I realized with sharp frustration that my brother was getting off with some chick. That meant masturbation was out of the question, because I was not going to get caught jacking off by Seth and whatever slut he had tonight. I groaned aloud, contemplating getting up and going to my room for some privacy, though I didn’t have the energy to do it.

Then, I heard the door click and creak open and shut. I figured it was one of Seth’s closer friends, because they had a key so they could get their share of crack whenever they wanted. I didn’t even bother to lift my head off of the lumpy couch to see who it was. "You can’t get in right now," I called motionlessly, watching some Spanish girl giving her boyfriend a bitch slap on the screen. "He’s fucking. Come back later."

"Damn," the voice replied, "And I’m craving like fuckin’ hell."

I froze. My whole body tensed all at once. I jerked up to a sitting position and whipped my head back in time to see him tucking his keys into his pocket, regarding me with that calculating smile of his. Luke was wearing his usual black jeans and tight shirt, but something about the slender outfit that made him seem taller and more inviting than usual. His dark hair hung about his face and wisped along his cheeks, and it only served to brighten his eyes and soften the skin around them.

My throat instantly went dry and I narrowed my eyes dangerously at him, as though daring him to take a step closer. He only seemed amused at that, grinning catishly and glancing toward the kitchen. "You think he’ll be done soon?" he asked aloud, though already walking into the kitchen to help himself to a can of beer. His voice was soon muffled by the wall. "I’ll wait it out. Fuckin’ cravings."

I glared venomously at the whitewashed wall that separated us, my mind buzzing. Bastard. Bastard shouldn’t be here. I seriously considered getting up and leaving at that very moment. But my pride got the best of me. I refused to leave my home just because some son of a bitch thought he could walk in and own the place. I turned and resumed watching the soap opera, only this time my eyes were narrowed and hard, and I really wasn’t paying attention to the plotline. I was fuming and plotting what I would say to him and how I would mess up his face when he emerged from the kitchen.

Then, I felt his crossed arms leaning on the cushion behind my head, and his leaning face was level with mine. His breath was warm and already tainted with Budweiser. "Anything good on, kid?"

He loved calling me "kid," even though I was only two years younger than him. I stared harder at the television screen, my jaw beginning to lock.

"Fuck off."

"That’s interesting."

I could practically feel him smiling, and to my relief, he shifted away. That relief was short-lived, however, when I felt him plop himself next to myself, the beer can sloshing gently in his grasp as he took another long draught. I was tenser than ever, knowing that he was much less than arm’s length away from me. I wanted to turn and give him a good punch like I could to my brother during one of our more heated fights. But I didn’t. And I was silently horrified because I didn’t. Instead, I kept watching the screen, the silence absorbing the air around us. Soon, it was just the din of the television, the slut’s grunting next door, the sound of his breathing, and the pounding of the blood in my ears.

Slowly, to my absolute dismay, the incessant horniness that had consumed my thoughts before his arrival took hold again. The fact that I could hear my brother fucking in the room next door wasn’t helping. I didn’t dare even look down to see if I was showing. I was too paralyzed by Luke’s presence to reach down and touch my hardening cock, even if I wanted to – which I desperately did, at this point. Instead, about a full minute after the throbbing begged for my touch, I shifted a little in my seat to alleviate some of the ache.

It was the wrong move. Lucas had been watching me the whole time, and he let out a laugh muffled by his closed lips. "You’re such a horny bastard," he chided.

I turned my head sharply and opened my mouth to snap at him when my words were swallowed by something tender and hot. That same moment, my jean-clad cock was enveloped by his warm and pressing fingers. I let out a sound of surprise that only drowned in his mouth as he started kissing and rubbing me.

My nerves were roused and I let in a sharp breath through my nose, jerking my head away and grabbing his wrist. "Get the fuck off me, faggot," I hissed between my teeth.

But that was when I looked at his face, a threat died on my lips. On his lips and in his green eyes, he was smiling. Smiling like he knew. "Shut up, kid," he told me simply. Before I knew it, his mouth was digging into mine again, and his hand resumed its work on my aching crotch.

This time, I didn’t try to stop him. His lips were thinner than any woman I’d ever kissed, but they were raw with talent, suckling and digging at my mouth until I could barely breathe. His pierced tongue was hot and teasing, rolling along my hesitantly parted mouth. When he flicked my bottom lip, I felt the click of the cold metal of our piercings, and it made me shudder. That in itself was sexier than anything I’d ever done with any girl in my entire life. His palm rubbed mercilessly against my now throbbing cock, and I squirmed under his hand. His tongue finally got past my lips and delved into my mouth, playfully seeking my own tongue. I could taste the beer on his breath, and it turned me on even more. I finally did offer my tongue to him, and he rewarded me with wet and slow licks. His fingers rubbed first up and down, and then in slow circles on the stiff fabric of my jeans. I could feel my skin heating all over at his touch.

His mouth broke off with an inward gasp, and he murmured something about wanting me. His tongue trailed down my jaw and neck, leaving me to try to catch my breath again. His free hand circled my wrist, and he eased me backward to lie down on the couch. My legs were still splayed apart, one dangling off of the couch. He straddled my hip and pressed his own leg against the apex of my thighs, but when he lowered himself down and pressed his heated and firm weight against me, I forgot myself and let out a moan. His chest was warm and firm against mine, and my hands reached up and felt the masculine flesh through the skin-tight shirt. Nothing could’ve been hotter than when I felt two stiff nubs through the fabric.

Encouraged by my response, Luke had taken to suckling my neck and rubbing by own chest. I don’t know why, but I’m very sensitive around my neck. So when he flicked his warm tongue against the nape of my neck and drew wet patterns with the tip, I groaned aloud. The sensation of his soft thigh against my jeans was driving me crazy, and in thoughtless lust, my hips jerked up to hump that firm flesh. He grinned suddenly and nipped at my skin with his firm teeth, nearly making me jump. "Fuck, yeah. You want it bad, don’t you, Lance?"

This had never happened to me before. I’d never lost control during sex. I was never the one to moan and squirm helplessly, nor was I the one to receive the dirty talk instead of dish it out. But when his talented hands wove down my front, I couldn’t find a single fiber in my body that wanted to object. His fingers massaged my chest and abs before finally dipping beneath my shirt, sliding up my heated body. Even his touch was mind-blowing. His fingertips could trace every bump and line as though from memorization, and his thumbs rolled in slow circles over my now hardened nipples. My shirt felt tighter and more uncomfortable by the moment. As though reading my mind, he relieved me of my choked discomfort by quickly pulling the fabric over my head. In one swift motion of his arm, his own shirt seemed to simply fall off his skin and land beside the couch near mine.

I barely had a moment to look down at his bared torso before his lips smashed against mine and forced my head into the cushions. Our chests brushed and heaved in sensual rhythm, but what really turned me on was the way he reached down, grabbed my wrists, and pinned them firmly above my head. I felt exposed and naked already, and I loved the rough treatment. By this point, my inhibitions were eroding away quickly. I was kissing him back and moaning against his tongue, my back arching to make our skin connect, my hips squirming to rub my achingly hard cock against him. I could feel his own hard-on through his denim, and I could tell by the sounds he was making that he was enjoying this, too. He started moving his hips in time with mine, and by the time we found a rhythm, we were grunting into each other’s mouths and thrusting hard. It felt so fucking good.

I suddenly broke off our heated kiss out of oxygen deprivation, but he took it as a sign to take it a step further. Long forgotten was the distant Spanish babbling of the television screen or the muffled sounds of sex in the other room. All I could sense was his mouth weaving kisses down my arm and across my shoulder. His fingers still clasped firmly around my wrists. He licked each nipple with the flat of his tongue, but when the cold piercing rippled against my sensitized nub, I could not suppress a shudder. He moved my wrists down so he could move further southward, suckling slowly at each inch of flesh. I watched him until he got to my navel, when I squeezed my eyes shut and leaned my head back against the couch. I felt his tongue swirling around my belly button, pressing light and wet kisses as he moved slowly downward. So painfully slow, and yet so deliciously slow...

He finally let go of my wrists so that he could undo my jeans. With astonishing deftness, he popped open the button and dragged down the zipper, and then took hold of the fabric of each leg and tugged. It felt so good to have my skin exposed to the cool air, but before I could savor the sensation for long, he made sure to harness my attention again. His palms smoothed up my thighs and to my boxer-clad crotch. One hand slid underneath my balls and began to explore and grope me. I was overcome by the pleasure of being touched by someone whose fingers always seemed to hit just the right spot. He licked further up and up along my thighs, his hand still rubbing my balls. He looked up at me with a teasing, sexy grin, before lowering his face and nuzzling my cock, kissing warmly through the fabric. My breath became uneven and one of my hands grabbed his thick hair, squirming my hips in his face in anticipation. He took the hint.

With one last nuzzling, he pulled back his face and toyed with the waistband of my boxers. I thought he was going to go torturously slow again, and I was afraid I might come before he even laid a finger on my throbbing cock – but he surprised me. Without warning, he ripped down the last barrier and enveloped my hard cock in his hot mouth. My free hand shot into his hair as I moaned sharply. His tongue circled the head and licked downward, and his fingers caressed my naked balls. His thin lips moved up and down on my cock, humming and flicking at the head, massaging further and further behind my balls. I could barely breathe as I watched him, his pale lips stretched over my own throbbing member and rotating it expertly in his talented mouth. I closed my eyes again and clutched his hair, moaning my encouragement. His tongue flattened and I felt the pierced ball run its cold course along my shaft. I shuddered as his mouth moved on me at greater speed, hissing at the pleasure that coursed through my body. "Oh– " I groaned between my teeth and thrust up into his mouth, "Fuck, yeah."

I felt his hot mouth pull off of my cock with a sensual noise, kissing his way down my shaft. His lips first gently touched and kissed my balls, and then his mouth slowly opened to lick and suck them into his mouth, one at a time. One of his hands groped for my cock and grasped the shaft, firmly jerking up and down. I moaned softly at that, laying my head back down. My hips squirmed as he kept licking and sucking and jerking. God, he knew exactly where to put his mouth and hands. It was then that I felt one of his hands slip under my ass and squeeze one of my cheeks. It put me on the edge as he groped my ass, feeling his palm roll over the mounds and crack. I barely even noticed as he bent one of my legs backward. That was, I didn’t notice, until I felt his fingers part my ass and his wet tongue flicked my virgin asshole.

I let in a sharp breath and started, my upper body jerking up. "No! Stop–"

He pulled up his face and gave me a calm look with his bright green eyes, though I was flustered and offended and trying to catch my breath. The hand that was on my cock reached and pressed against my stomach. "You’ll like it. I promise," he told me.

I stared at him uncertainly, but in the end, he won. I slowly laid back down, and he stroked my hip once with his eyes focused on mine. He then returned to what he had been doing, and I sucked in a breath and stared at the ceiling above me. I tried to relax and focus on his fingers jerking my cock, and the throbbing pleasure that came with it. Soon, his mouth kissed back to where it had been. His fingers parted me again, and his wet tongue licked around the ring of my asshole. I breathed in slowly, closing my eyes and rolling my head to the side. No one had ever touched me there. That was unmarked, unclaimed, and untouched territory. He kept placing slow licks with the flat of his tongue. It felt dirty, wrong...and that was exactly why it was starting to feel so good.

All at once, I flushed and jumped when his cold piercing touched my asshole, letting out a sharp moan. I could feel him smile as he released my cock and used both hands to widen the crack. This time, the tip of his wet tongue touched by asshole, and then slid in. I instantly tensed and sucked in a breath as his tongue pressed inward. It went deeper and deeper and I began to feel discomfort turn to a slight tinge of pain. But then, it pulled out. A second later, it darted back in. Then out. Then in. I glanced downward to see his tongue darting in and out of my ass. I shivered and closed my eyes, feeling the wet little snake fuck me a little quicker each time. God, it felt good!

I felt him stop suddenly with a grin, teasingly laying open kisses around the opening rose bud. "You like that, Lance? You like my tongue fucking your tight asshole?"

I let out a hot breath in response, weaving my hand deeper into his hair and pressing his face closer to me. "Yeah," I breathed, desperate to feel it again. He laughed softly and obliged, sticking his tongue back into me. I exhaled in lust, my ass squirming to get him in deeper. He began licking and sucking, and I spread my legs further to feel him deeper. I was starting to let out small sounds and wriggle my ass against his mouth.

All at once, his mouth pulled away from my ass. Just as disappointment stung me, I felt one of his fingers peek into my asshole, and his talented lips were wrapped around my cock again. His finger pressed deeper than his tongue did, and I let out a sudden sound at the pain. He hummed against my cock as if to relieve me of the pain, and the lapping of pleasure did help douse some of the discomfort as my ass stretched to accommodate his finger. In another minute, his finger was buried up to the knuckle in my asshole, and he was starting to pump it in and out. At first, it just felt weird, but then it started to tingle softly with pleasure. That pleasure heightened as time passed, and he pumped his finger faster. Soon, it felt so fucking good that I was thrusting my cock into his mouth and my ass against his finger.

The rustle of fabric met my ears, and before I knew it, something hard and fleshy was dangling in my face. I looked up to see that he had slipped into a sixty-nine position, his finger still pumping my ass and his mouth still on my cock. Drunken with pleasure, I leaned up and hesitantly flicked my tongue for my first taste of another man’s cock. It was hard and surprisingly salty with pre-come. He let out a sound of encouragement, and my hands slid to cup his balls, groping and feeling him out. I leaned up further and took the head of his cock with my lips, flicking it with my tongue. He made a sharp sound against my cock and instinctively thrust deep into my mouth. I almost gagged, but then recovered and adjusted my head to a more comfortable position. I sucked his cock like he was sucking mine, and soon we were both thrusting and moaning and gagging.

It wasn’t long before my breaths quickened and I felt a climax coming on. I felt Luke doing the same as his abs began to clench with sharp gasps for air. It was then that he shoved another finger deep inside of me and started fucking my ass harder. I let out a loud sound and shivered, feeling him slurping and sucking and fucking, and I grabbed his ass as the pleasure mounted. I kept sucking him with everything I could, and I felt sweat forming on my chest as I groaned and thrust and squirmed. He took his mouth off of my cock with a sharp gasp, jerking me and shoving his fingers deep in and out of my ass. "Yeah, Lance. You feel my fingers in your ass?" His fingers sped up and fucked me harder. "Fuck, yeah. Come for me."

My hips bucked and the pleasure raked my quivering body. I let out a cry and a shudder as strings of my hot come beaded his hot, slurping mouth. I thrust and thrust until I was paralyzed in my orgasm. It was the most earth-shattering climax I’d ever experienced – I swear the ground must’ve moved. My body collapsed, but then I felt him thrust hard in my mouth. With one final, rough groan, his hot syrup splurted into my mouth. It had a sharp, tangy sort of taste. I wasn’t ready for it and it choked me, but as I gagged and tried to swallow, it just kept coming. I finally had to pull my mouth away with a hard swallow and a loud cough, gasping for air.

I felt him panting softly against my thigh, and all at once, I could hear the murmuring of the television again. He laughed again and kissed my skin. "You’ll learn to swallow, kid. It’s alright."

I let out a long breath and reached up to wipe the remaining come off of my face. It tasted sticky and salty, but I could live with it. I felt him pull off of me, but a moment later, he was lying back down on top of me and licking his own come off of my face. I breathed out and touched his chest gently as he moved his lips to mine, but this kiss was much gentler and warmer than any other we’d shared. He touched my hair and broke the kiss, looking at me straight in the eye. He smiled out of nowhere, flicking my pierced lip with his tongue. "Your eyes look like honey."

I blinked up at him, naked and flustered, and absolutely speechless at those words. That was the last thing I had expected from him.

He stared back at me with an expression I could not discern, even though I was looking straight into his gleaming eyes. But then he chuckled like he normally would, shaking his head gently so that strands of his black hair trickled against my cheeks. "Did I ever tell you what a tight ass you have? Fuckin’ hot."

Dean threw a towel over his shoulder and stomped into the communal showers. His team had lost the afternoon game and he was pissed off. He had missed a conversion and because of that his team had failed. No one was talking to him and he felt wretched. He thumped the silver button on the wall and the shower burst into action. It was cold to start with but he hardly felt it. Once it started to warm him though he began to feel better and the mud slid easily from him as he scrubbed himself down with soap. No one else was in the shower, he was in disgrace and they were in the communal bath. He longed to be in there with them, drinking beer and releasing the tensions of the game with body grabbing horseplay but it was not to be.

He knew why he had missed that important conversion. He had lined up the shot and taken several steps back, ready to run and kick, when he had caught sight of someone watching him from the sidelines. Someone who had never come over to the playing field before. He caught a glimpse of red hair and a boyish smile just as he had set off on his run up. By the time his foot connected with the ball a vision of Stuart’s naked body swept across his mind and the ball had gone sailing wide. He stared at where it had fallen, well away from the goalposts before turning to look at Stuart. The other guy was still smiling and held up his arms as if to say ‘what happened’. Dean just scowled as his team mates barged past him.

What to do about Stuart? They had not spoken since last night when Dean had tried to explain how he felt. The other guy had gone back to his room leaving Dean alone to think over what was going on. But then Stuart had turned up to watch him play and had looked happy so maybe he had changed his mind. Maybe he was prepared to forget about Paul and had decided that he did like Dean after all. Perhaps he was still around. This thought spurred Dean into finishing his shower quickly and, throwing the towel across his shoulders once more he went back into the changing room. He had just pulled a clean jock strap on when a voice behind him made him spin around.

‘You look good in that.’

It was Stuart. He was sitting on a bench only a few feet away, Dean had not noticed.

‘You like creeping up on people don’t you. Fuck!’ Dean said, grasping at his chest where his heart had just leapt.

‘Did I make you miss that shot?’ Stuart was still grinning his permanent smile and his eyes were flashing with enthusiasm as he scanned Dean’s wet body.

‘No, mate, it was my fault. You look more cheerful today.’

‘I am,’ Stuart replied and nodded in agreement with himself. ‘I’ve been thinking.’

‘Oh yeah? What about?’ Dean turned back to his locker and started to pull his clothes from it. Beyond the changing room he could hear the team break into a filthy chant as they splashed and swore in the bath. They could all go and get stuffed now. Dean had had enough of them. He only wanted to get changed and go home.

‘About you,’ Stuart’s words broke through the noise from the bath and Dean paused for a second.

‘And?’ he said, replacing his clothes on the locker shelf. He did not look back though, just rested his arm there and his head against it waiting for a rejection.

He heard Stuart stand up and then there was a warm hand on his shoulder. The sounds from the bath were getting louder and Dean knew their post match song was coming to an end. The hand ran down his back until it rested on the top of his backside and he felt the elastic of his jock strap pulled and let go with a quiet snap.

‘And,’ was all that Stuart said in reply.

He turned Dean around and the two boys looked into each other’s eyes. The rugby player felt his heart leap again. Just being next to Stuart was enough to send blood racing through his veins and into his groin. The exertions of the game had left his muscles feeling sore and his body glowed with tiredness mixed with the thrill of his friend’s touch. He was desperate to reach up and kiss the guy but there were too many hostile voices close by, it was too dangerous. Stuart’s hand cupped the back of his head and Dean allowed it to be pulled towards the smiling lips. He heard someone get out of the bath, there was a yelp as a towel was slapped on bare flesh and a curse.

‘Not here,’ he whispered to Stuart and nodded back towards the bathroom. ‘We’d be killed.’

Stuart looked to where he had indicated but said nothing. He simply winked and grabbed the bulge in dean’s jock strap. With a gentle tug he pulled the protesting Dean across the room towards the toilet area and into a cubicle. Once inside he locked the door and sat the other guy down on the seat.

Dean watched in silence as Stuart unzipped his trousers. The growing hardness in his jock strap pushed against the ribbed material and his breathing became fast. Stuart undid his trousers and pulled his tee shirt over his head. Topless his chest shone smooth and pale in the fluorescent light filtering in over the cubicle wall. He dropped the shirt to the floor and placed one of Dean’s hands on his chest. Very slowly Dean ran his hand across the smooth flesh, cupping the muscles of the guys chest and feeling the hard nipples between his fingers. Stuart moved his hand lower and Dean saw the top of his deep orange pubes come into view. He had seen Stuart naked before and had even felt his flesh but this time it was different. This time there was something more than just sex about the boy. This time it was more than just a quick jack off, he wanted to hold the guy and he wanted things to make sense and feel good. Outside the cubicle he could hear his team mates as they cascaded from the bath and back into the changing rooms. He feared being caught while at the same time he loved the thrill it gave, being only feet from them yet unseen.

Silently Stuart placed his hand over the front of his lycra shorts and, with his other hand, pushed his trousers so they dropped to the floor. Dean drew in a quiet gasp as he felt the long pole which was pressed downwards in the tight fitting shorts. It was thicker than his own and longer and he could clearly see the outline of its head. A small patch of moisture grew from under the material and he rubbed his thumb across the tip from where the juice was already starting to leak. He looked up to Stuart who stood over him like a marble statue and he saw the green eyes burning with passion. Slowly he slipped the lycra away, revealing a forest of hair and the base of the thick shaft. He pulled the shorts down a little further and the length continued. He traced a thick vein with his finger as he marvelled at the length of the boy’s tool. Eventually the rim of the circumcised head came into view, purple and huge and, when the material finally allowed it, the whole thing bounced from the shorts and swung before his face. His hands were placed around it and he gripped tightly. Then there was a hand on the back of his head and he was being pushed down onto it.

He heard someone enter the lock up next door as he opened his mouth wide and tasted the salty escape of pre-cum on his lips. The head forced his jaw apart as it crammed into his mouth and he knew he wouldn’t be able to take Stuarts full length. No matter how much he wanted to show the boy that he really did care for him he knew it would be impossible. He had tried the other night without success. He swallowed as he felt the inches invade his mouth and the head started to block the back of his throat. He longed to feel the thick mat of pubes against his face but knew he would never reach them. Stuart was pushing in but there was nowhere for the meat to go. He swallowed again and put his hands on the boy’s hips to steady himself. The head was beyond his tongue and he could feel it warm the back of his throat where it pressed, causing him to gag. He relaxed his throat and found he was able to take more in that way, but still it would not all fit. Stuart pushed further and Dean gasped for breath around it as he swallowed once more. And then there was the glorious feel of silky young hair against his eyelids and the wrinkled ball sack against his chin.

Through the large hands that were gripping his ears he could hear his team mates in the room beyond but he had no time for them now. He was attending to Stuart and he was all that mattered. The other guy was withdrawing his cock and Dean was able to release his throat to allow it to move. Then it was slowly pushed back in again and he felt his saliva dribble from the corner of his mouth as it was forced out by the weight of the long flesh. Stuart’s arse cheeks were tightening and relaxing with each movement as the thrusting picked up speed. Dean gripped them tighter for support and to show his pleasure as Stuart held his head still and fucked his mouth. The team were swearing and he could hear them flicking their towels and grabbing each other’s balls outside. But their voices became muffled, like he was hearing them from underwater as the pleasure he was giving became the only focus in his mind. The pumping was increasing in intensity and Dean tried to reach down to his own cock which now pressed painfully against the material of his jock strap. He flicked his cock free and started hammering it with one hand while pushing Stuart further into his mouth with the other.

He could feel the cock swell in his mouth filling every corner of it and his jaw began to ache with the strain of keeping his teeth clear of the solid shaft. His head became light from his quick breathing as his body was starved of oxygen and this only heightened the sensation in his balls. The sounds outside mixed with the sounds in his head. His breathing, the slurping of his mouth, the rubbing of his hand over his cock and the brush of Stuart’s hair against his face. The pace quickened further and Stuart’s arse tightened as the grip on Dean’s head stiffened. Then his head was held dead still, the pounding on his throat stopped. His nose was pressed in against the other boy’s pubes and he was unable to breathe. It was as if he was holding his breath forever as the swollen cock blocked his throat and the hairy flesh covered his nose. He pounded on his own meat which was itching for release and he clutched desperately at the boy standing over him.

Suddenly his throat was hot. A spurt of salty cum burned the inside of his gullet as it poured into him. He tried to swallow but the cock was in too deep as the boy’s huge cock emptied its love juice straight down his throat. His nose was banged with one final thrust and the tip of the cock seemed to enter his chest as it unloaded spurt after spurt of creamy spunk into him. Then his own cock was burning with pleasure as he felt his juice swell up within him before being forced from the tip of his aching cock and shot out.

He gripped Stuart’s dick with the muscles in his throat as he felt his cum stream through the air and heard it splat against the boy’s legs. He kept pulling, draining every last drop from the two of them until there was no more left to give. He squeezed the last drip from the end of his cock as Stuart gently released the pressure on his head. The other boy withdrew but Dean kept sucking on it, enjoying the taste and the feel of Stuart as he tried to break free. Outside the guys were still dressing and there was no way he could leave the cubicle until they had gone. He gripped Stuart’s arse with his strong hands and stopped him from removing his cock from his mouth. Stuart tried to pull back, his legs twitching against the feel of the tongue in his sensitive penis but Dean knew that he was stronger. He would release Stuart when he was ready. After a moment to catch his breath he started again and swallowed all of the long shaft in one go.

Stuart tried to pull himself away but the stocky guy had him gripped, both hands were around his waist and even though they were small they held him like they were made of iron. His cock felt sore and swollen now and the sucking on it was not the same as before. This time it was almost painful, he needed longer to recover but Dean was not having any of that. He was desperate to take him down his throat again and, no matter what Stuart did, it would not go limp. The lad’s tongue flicked around the sore head and his lips were soft against the shaft as Stuart felt himself pulled back into the greedy mouth. His balls were tight up against his body, aching and empty and he longed to yell out and release some of the pain he felt. But there were still people outside and he had to remain silent. Slowly however the pain started to subside and was replaced with a numb tingling as his balls started to fill again. This was not possible so soon. The tip of his cock head was glowing and he could feel the muscles in his groin straining as they started to spasm again. His cock jerked in Dean’s mouth as the tip was chewed and lightly bitten by his teeth. He was not in deep this time, only the raw and sensitive head was being attended to but that was enough. Stuart gripped his shaft in one hand as Dean nibbled on the head, poking his tongue into the slit and rubbing his lips around the swollen head. The spasms grew stronger and Stuart felt his balls start to spew for a second time. This time he came with an aching in his cock and an empty feeling in his ball sack as another wad of cum left his body and filled Dean’s throat. He felt as though his cock had burst with the effort and he knew he was now completely spent.

Dean licked the cum from the red raw tip of Stuart’s cock and finally released him. Silently he stood up and put his arms around the other lad. Aware that there were only a few people left outside and that the rest of the team were leaving quickly now he pulled Stuart down and kissed him, letting the lad share some of the juice he had just been given. They kissed deep and long until all that remained in the changing room outside was silence.

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She told me to bring the paperwork in which I was reluctant to do because of my colleagues comment and her provocative appearance. The drawings consisted of a couple of large tube cylinders with plans in them so it was awkward. She was insistent and said look I wont bite .

When I went in she said I am having a drink and she poured me a glass of wine and when she handed it to me it was obvious her face was flushed and there was an obvious wet patch on her pants. I was sitting and she was standing right in front of me when she handed me the drink so it was not hard to see. As we talked and I relaxed a bit I began to have a look around the room and I couldn’t believe what I saw on the table next to the chair she had sat in. There was a big vibrator in the shape of a thick penis sitting there glistening in the light. It was obviously wet. She saw me spy it and she smiled and said I was enjoying a little bit of pleasure when you called, I am missing Tom. I cant stand it when he is away like this.

I said he has been away one day and will be away for a week. I know she said and I think he knows I wont be faithful to him so he has sent you over. I know he has mentioned you and a couple of the office girls have done a lttle more than work back at night. I think he want you to keep an eye on me.

Then she picked up the plastic penis and said how do you compare to that and showed it to me and I didn’t know what to say. Then she went on I bet you are almost as big and the batteries don’t go flat like they do on this, I was just giving myself a workout when you called but now you are here I can do better than that – cant I.

I said I hope you are not suggesting what I think you are and she said ……..I am, I want you to take me to bed and do what this thing cant.

I said look you are married to Tom and I work with him and this is not right.

She said Tom is nice but he cant keep me satisfied and I suppose he has told you I look elsewhere for my pleasures at times, I know he has told a few of our friends and some even have sampled my pleasures, you wont be the first, or the last.

I stammered and tried to talk my way out of it but my cock was a hard as a rock in my pants just imagining what it would be like with her. She came over to me and said come on lets see whats hiding in there, and unzipped my flies and put her hand in and wrestled my cock out and it stood up firm and rigid inches from her eyes. Already there was bit of precum showing in the eye of it.

Ahhhhhhhhhhh she said its beautiful, and without another word she put her mouth over me and began to suck and stroke it gently with her hand. She didn’t waste a moment and kept going on me. It was absolute heaven with the feel of her warm mouth and lips around the shaft and slipping up and around the head of my cock, often running her tongue around the rim. She was so capable. I was enjoying it so much I didn’t see her slipping her bra off and there in front of me were these two perfectly shaped and firm breasts, with erect nipples and bright pink areola. That was all I needed and I immediately made a garbled sound in my throat as I could feel my orgasm coming on. Ohhhhh darling she said as she slipped her mouth off my cock for a moment as her long slim fingers kept working the skin of my penis up and down– you are going to give me a drink of your beautiful cummy creamy cock syrup, please …oh … please .. give it to me now. Then she went back over my cock and held my balls and I shot a stream of cum into her mouth that should have lifted her head off. I could not remember a more intense orgasm ever before. I shuddered each time as I shot stream after stream of cum into her mouth as she kept sucking on me and devouring and swallowing it as her mouth filled and refilled with the copious supply of warm white syrupy semen I was injecting into her mouth.

I lay back and let her finish her pleasure and my cock softened and she eventually had her fill and released me from her mouth. As I lay there she began to unbutton and undress me and I let her help a little from time to time. Within a minute or so we were both naked and she was kissing me and rubbing her breasts against my chest and her crutch against my limp cock.

She pulled a way and said come with me and show me what else that beautiful cock of yours can do for me. With that she held both my hands out in front of her and looked down between her legs to guide my eyes to her magnificent pubic area. The lips of her vagina were small and didn’t protrude at all but were visible. She had a small patch of hair just above her slit which kept her looking like a woman rather than a pre pubescent girl. Her lips were slightly swollen and puffy, I gather from her previous masturbating with her dildo, she was very wet there as well.

Come on darling she said I want more of you and you can see where.

She led me to a bedroom, obviously not theirs.

This is my pleasure palace she said where I get and give pleasure to men that I desire. I said what about Tom, how does he feel about it?. She said he cant keep me happy with the amount of sex I crave- he does well but he also knows I cant exist on his supply alone and I have other men to satisfy me. I thought he must have set you up to visit and enjoy me. He rang just before you came to warn me he was sending you over. This is an opportunity for us to spend the entire night in this bed enjoying my body in every way. There is nothing I wont do for sex she said.

We lay together and fondled and kissed, she was in no hurry to engage in sex as she knew she had time and plenty of it. My cock was bone hard and as we snuggled together she manoeuvred herself so that the head of it was at the gate of heaven and she slowly encourage it through the gate and before long I was inside her, for the first of what was to be many times. After I entered her she said lets pretend it my first time and she then broke away and positioned herself above me and slowly lowered herself down and inserted my cock into her warm wet magnificent cunt. She watched my face as she let me slip just inside her and held herself there and said isn’t that just magnificent, my cunt wrapped around your cock and for the first time, as if I were a virgin. I had to admit seeing her naked and beautiful body above me, and looking at where we were joined was beautiful sight. My cock was just inside her and the head of it had disappeared and the rest of my shaft visible. Her legs were spread apart giving me a wonderful view of our intimacy. Her naked breasts and beautiful face surrounded by her fair hair above me smiling down at me made me feel like a teenager having his first time with a prostitute who knew it all and me a virtual virgin.

I shuddered with the sensation and delight of her body connected to mine by my cock. Then she slowly lowered herself down onto me and I could see each few millimetres of my shaft disappearing into this wonderful chasm of sexual delight, warm and wet and for a woman who had obviously had a great deal of experience firm and tight. She said this is my first time don’t forget I have never done this before so you have to guide me through my first experience. Tell me what I have to do.

I said I cant play this game I just have to fuck you, I cant control my feelings and I will cum in a minute if you keep this up this is torture of the most extreme kind. I have never seen a woman as beautiful as you and so sensual. Looking at you brings back the memory of my first fuck when I was with a 14yo virgin and she was so tiny and innocent. I got her to do it this way so she could control my penetration of her virgin cunt and if there were to be pain as we destroyed her hymen she could take it as she wished fast and furious or slow and gentle and as easy as she wished. It was slow and gentle and I could see the tension in her face – she wanted to have her virginity taken by me, I was 18 and had fucked a few girls around the district and one had told her I was the best to do it with. Slowly she lowered herself and stopped just after my cock head had been inserted into her, just like we are now, and she said I can feel it now, there is a wall off resistance inside me and I don’t know whether to go hard or softly. Then without another word she pushed down and let out a yelp like a puppy as I tore through her hymen and she impaled her body on my erect and hard penis, the full seven inches of it. She fell on my chest, tears in her eyes, and taking short sharp breaths as the pain of her hymrn tearing away filled her vagina, and stomach evidently as she said its hurting in there. She lay there for a while until the pain eased off and then with her bloody cunt asked me to fuck her till she came.Â

Jan did the same and suddenly dropped her body down and I was completely inside her.

Does that bring back happy memories she said, and I could not help but enjoy what I was feeling right then. There is only one thing missing I said. Sally bled and we were covered in blood. We knew it would happen and were prepared for it. Then she lay full length on me and we hugged and kissed. For a 14yo she kissed pretty well, her small mouth and tongue working quite capably to give me pleasure at both ends of our bodies. My cock embedded deeply inside her bloody cunt and my tongue deep inside her mouth as entwined with hers. It felt fantastic. Then Jan slowly lowered herself and we too were locked together and kissing. Jan had one more feature that surpassed Sallys. She had well formed and firm breasts for me to feel and fondle and suck where my 14yo Sally had little nipples and no breast to speak of.

Slowly Sue began to rub her cunt over my cock and I could sense the feeling she was getting from the way we were joined together. Her breathing got heavier and there were soft murmurs of pleasure as she rubbed cock over her clit as she manipulated herself. It felt good to me too. She had the motion right and she did it all from her hips as she ground our loins together and kissed me passionately. I had not been fucked so beautifully before – this was heaven in bed. I suppose we fucked each other for about 5 or 6 minuted before I could feel the tenseness in her body and the way she was working her vagina over my cock, then the little grunt and I knew she was getting close to her big O. I began to take control and I began to do the fucking as she concentrated on her body as my cock got rock hard and I was working my cock in her cunt and bringing her to the early stages of her orgasm to a mind blowing climax. As soon as she had passed the point of no return she began to get really physical and screwed her face up and grunted and groaned and forced her clit down hard onto my cock as she lifted her body up on her arms to get maximum pressure on her cunt. As she moved with the motion of our fucking her tits began to swing in front of me, I squeezed her nipples with both hands hard and ploughed her cunt with my cock. This had the effect of driving her higher up the orgasmic scale and then she hit the top of her climax and became extremely vocal grunting and groaning and calling my name a dozen times. I had known her less than an hour and she didn’t fail me and call me Tom or the name of one of her other men. She knew who was fucking her. The excitement and her performance brought me to my orgasm too and I began to hump her and grunt as I emptied my prostate and my mixture of baby juice flowed from within me along my cock and into her hot and sexy body already in the middle of her orgasm

My cum was flowing freely, this time filling her vaginal cavity. Flooding over her cervix and womb. I suppose it wasn’t as much as I had ejaculated when I came in her mouth as it was not long after my first orgasm. In any case I loved the feeling of being inside her warm wet and tight cunt as I shot stream after stream of my cum into her. She was out of this world in complete ecstasy enjoying the after feeling of her orgasm. She fell on top of me and bit my neck, I would have ample evidence of our intimacy for days.

After we both recovered a bit, she fell off me and said wow I am going to enjoy you my darling. If you can keep that form up I will shag the living daylights out of you and you will not be able to walk or talk by the time I have finished with your marvellous body and superb cock, that had given me more pleasure than any body has for weeks. By now it was soft and flopping against my leg and covered in the mix of body juices we had both created during our lovemaking. She looked at it and said the poor thing is exhausted, I hope it wont go to sleep, and then she bent down and sucked my soft cum covered cock once more cleaning all the grunge from with her off it. I was pretty exhausted as we had fucked really hard and it stayed soft or half firm really. Once she had it clean she let it slip from her mouth, licking the remaining juices off her lips.

She got up and looked down at her cunt and spread her lips with her fingers. Look at that- isn’t it beautiful and it has just performed beautifully for me. The she came to me and said would you like to drink from the cup of pleasure, and spread her legs for me to kiss and suck her soaking wet cum covered cunt. It was not the first time I had had this experience but looking into her beautiful pink hole which was shining with the wetness and beginning to leak the mixture of passion syrup we had just made. I slowly went down on her licking the cream leaking from her wonderful cunt and then I sucked what was left and slipped my finger into her vagina seeking her G spot while I massaged her clit with my tongue. Then I began sucking it and rubbing her clit between my lips. I enjoyed sucking on her more than I had on any other woman. She murmured softly and moved with the passion and pleasure she was getting from me. I could tell she was getting as much or more pleasure than I was. At one stage she said Oh my god this is the best fucking oral I have ever had. I have never had so much pleasure at the one time from so many things before. I finished up by slipping another finger into her tight ass hole and between my two fingers in her cunt and ass and my lips and tongue sucking and sipping on her clit I drove her to a fantastic orgasm. She squirmed and bucked and shuddered each time the spasm of her orgasm hit her, time after time her tits shook as I hit a nerve or excited her clit and she held on really experiencing an extreme pleasure centred on her cunt. The she screamed at me; stop, stop, stop she said, Oh shit I cant bear it any more, stop please stop. As I released her there was a dribble of piss leak from her, I was glad I didn’t get a mouthful of that.

After I released her from her agony – I knew exactly what had happened. She had a multiple orgasm. She had hit her climax and while I continued to pleasure her she had another climax about 5 seconds after the first one basically one long orgasm and her body reacted in an extreme way. I recognised it as I had done it before to a couple of other women.

After she got her breath back which took a couple of minutes as she was quite distressed she said holy Fucking Cow that was amazing. I haven’ cum like that for ages – A lot of the guys are pretty hopeless at sucking me off like that. They do, but its pretty ordinary – THAT she said was mind blowing and I almost pissed myself as I lost complete control of myself.

We lay there for a while and then I suggested we have another drink. She said that’s a great idea it will give my cunt a rest and then we can take up where we left off.

I want to hear more of your little 14yo virgin girl. I can just imagine her little body sitting on top of you with your cock half way up her tiny body and the blood of a virgin covering your balls, it must have been wonderful. I said it was good but not as good that fuck you just gave me. I am going to have to be really adventurous to equal or better that when we do it again.Â

Good she said this time I want to be under you and watch you fuck me, I cant wait to have that hard muscle of yours inside me again and rubbing my clit, if it ever recovers from that tongue lashing of yours.

Do you know when I married Tom I was rubbing my clit every time he fucked me in order to have an orgasm, he couldn’t last long enough for me to make it. I don’t think I am going to have that problem with you.

I suppose we took about half an hour to have our drink etc. She was no longer in a tearing hurry to be fucked. She realised I was going to be around for a while.

When we went back to the bedroom I was till slack, she fondled my cock and balls and soon had me hard again.

I was ready for her now and she positioned herself on the bed and she opened her legs for me and I knelt between then ready to mount her. She lifted her legs and slipped her arm under her knees and spread herself wide and I looked down to see that wonderful cunt with her lips spread open and pink and wet ready for me to slip my cock into. I guided my hard cock toward her slit and without any assistance slipped the head of my cock into her. She was looking down to watch me and said that cock of yours has a built in radar does it? I said I think your cunt has a magnet there as it went straight to the gates of heaven any how its in now and it feels even better than before.

I slowly lowered myself into her and filled her cavity with my 8 inches. Oh god she said – that feel great- I am never happier when I am fucking, although that suck fest you gave me is going to take some beating.

I gradually began to fuck her slowly and gently. My balls were hanging down and rubbing between the cheeks of her ass as I lifted and plunged back into her. She was warm and firm and it felt wonderful. I suppose I was going for about 3 or 4 minutes when she began to met and greet my every thrust. She had wrapped her legs around me and had me locked into her. The two of us were fucking each other in perfect unison. As we fucked her tits bounced around with the force of our union. She was looking up at me and smiling and every now and again I would bend down and kiss her softly on the lips. Oh shit she said once I wish I was married to you – Tom has no passion at all and is not the best fuck in the world and more often than not cums before me and I have to finish myself off. That’s why I get on top so often; I have to work myself off on his half hard cock half the time, or finger myself if he is fucking me like this but you know exactly where I like it.

She was one of the best fucks I had ever had and she was really great.

She said I know now why Tom sent you around, some of the cronies he has organised for me are hopeless – all slam bam thank you mam and they are off. He has been finding men for me for ages but I don’t know why he hasn’t found you before.

I said he has never told me about them – he has only said he feels you are being unfaithful at times when he is away. I think I know now how he got the job he has, some of the bosses want more of you and send him off when they want some more of you.

Well she said from now on I am moving you in when he is not here and if I can work it I will be spending more time with you than you can imagine. You are the best stud I have found yet. One day we will see how long it takes to drain your balls fucking and being sucked by me. Tom can handle only one or two fucks- that’s enough for him and oral is a rarity. I spend hours with my dildos and fingers believe me.

I was beginning to get a bit more physical now and beginning to fuck her harder and harder and her tits were beginning to move about like two softly fried eggs. They looked beautiful being bounced about by the way we were fucking each other. Then she put her hands up and fiddled with my nipples and I experienced for the first time what a girl must feel when I play with hers, it was amazing.

I could feel my orgasm coming on and I said I will be finished in a minute and she said ok lets wreck the bed, and the two of us really fucked hard and fast and the noise of our bodies slapping together and could be heard all over the house I reckoned. My cock was bone hard and slamming in and out of her cunt and she was meeting every thrust of mine with her ass coming up to meet me as she had her legs around me pulling me into her at the same time. She was a really great fuck.

We both came at the same time and the cum poured out of me into her as she rocked and rolled and swung her head from side to side as she held her clit tightly to my cock to get the most extreme sensation through her. I couldn’t go any longer and rolled off her breathless, she was the same.

I lay there holding her hand and she said – man what a fuck. I have never been fucked by anybody as well as this. I said I could say the same – you certainly know what its all about and the rhythm between us was magic.

After a while she said I need to pee, and another drink come on lets get our energy up for the next one. Then I want to relive your 14 yo virgin fuck. That sounds great.

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I will continue the story in a week or two because between her and work I will be flat out. I don’t think Tom will be spending much time at home at all, he may even see the world if we can keep up the performances we have, fucking half the night 3 or 4 times a week, and every weekend.

He will regret the day he sent me to service her as I am now certain that’s what he had in mind.

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Kylie was staying downstairs in our finished basement with a shower and bedroom and when we got home she said that she needed a shower really bad because of the smoke smell from being in the club and that she had the munchies for some food. I was a little hungry and decide to make us a snack.

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When I walked down stairs our dog “Blitz” a male Dalmatian we were looking after while our friends went to Hawaii came running down with. I opened Kyle’s door to find her wearing just a towel (this is where it starts to get a little weird). With her back facing me she drops the towel turns around gave me a passionate kiss and then pushes me away onto the sofa! I’m thinking to myself “Oh my God” Her pussy is shaven!

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She leans against the wall slides down and starts to finger herself. At this point I am really turned on but not sure what is happening. Kylie then takes her middle finger that she used to finger-fucked herself with and offers it to Blitz our Dalmatian dog. She then let him lick her fingers clean and repeated the process several times.

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Kylie then gently pulled Blitz between her legs and brought his head towards her pussy. I was so turned on watching this dog lick her pussy. In some way it was very erotic!

While I was sitting there in awe I noticed Blitz was getting very aroused HUGELY. That is when Kylie said I need to be fuck hard by Blitz!

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She asked me to get her a pair of socks placed them on Blitz front paws so he would not scratch her. Kylie went down on all fours and I helped Blitz get mounted on her.

It was so erotic! Blitz started hard fucking right away because the male K9 humps hard and fast. When he was locked into Kylie (knot) she started to reach down in between her legs and stimulated her clit.

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Kylie said apparently the knot could be very uncomfortable at first because sometimes it can feel as if it's going to stretch you to tearing. But she swore that it won't and before long she said that any woman being fucked would enjoy the knot rubbing against her G-spots.

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Finally after what seemed like five orgasms for Kylie Blitz started Cumming inside her like there was no tomorrow. Blitz then went off into a corner and fell asleep. Kylie on the other hand was not finished with me. She came over and gave me one hell of a blow job sucking me down to every last drop of cum

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The next morning my wife Lucy woke up early and left for the baby shower with friends. I woke up around 11: 30am brushed my teeth and got into the shower. Not feeling the least bit guilty about last night for some strange reason. I was in the shower about 5 mins when the door to the shower opens and as I turn around I see Kylie very naked and in my shower! This is when it start becomes hard to say no because she is so good looking! The first thing she says to me in her sexy British accent is "lick my shaven clean pussy!" Once again I am so completely off guard yet so turned on I kneel down in the shower and with the warm water running over us and give her one hell of a licking.Â

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After Kylie cam the first and second time she told me to get up and said “I am going to fuck my best friend’s husband right now in her bed”! With that being said I’m thinking what the hell am I doing but she is soooooo hot! She ended up taking me into our bed getting on top fucking me! She then got off grabbed hold of the two-bed post and demanded I anal fuck her. Once I started to fuck her up the ass she started to have multiple orgasm and was being very loud. Even though I should of been feeling like this was wrong I found her to be such a turn on and very erotic!Â

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Three days later on a very hot summer afternoon we met up with some friends in Glen Wood Springs in the mountains for a long 3-hour hike. About 30 minutes in the hike Kylie says she needs the bathroom and does not want to go behind a bush. My wife Lucy wanted to stay and finish the hike and since I have been before asked if she would not mind walking her back to the car to drive her into town. Lucy suggested we checked out the local museum to waste time and then meet back at the trail in a couple of hours.

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The first 10 minutes on the way back to the car we spent talking about how hot it was outside. I must admit the cut off pink t-shirt and tan shorts she was wearing made her look even sexier. As we continued to the car she ran off down a different trail and of course I chased after her. She stopped next to the side a big rock in the middle of a clearing with nothing around for miles.

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I asked her what she was doing and she said, “Shut up just listen”. As she said that she started to pull my umbro soccer shorts down and removed my t-shirt and started to give me a blowjob. You think by this time I would start to say no but I couldn’t because it felt so good and I enjoyed it. I then pull off Kylie's tan shorts and black panties and started to massage her clit. I could not help myself because then I found myself ripping off her panties and tearing off her pink t-shirt and black bra.

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As she lay against the warm rock in the sun completely naked I started to lick her clit until I gave her several orgasms. It was one of the most erotic moments in my life! She then turned around and I started fucking her doggie style. While we were fucking it was so peaceful being outside with nature. I even saw two deer watching us very closely.

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The next day it was time for Kylie to return back to England. We took her to the airport she got on her flight and flew back home. The weird part is I never once felt guilty about cheating. Maybe it was because I felt I was drawn into a sexual relationship I could not stop

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Over the eons that followed, the daughters of men would find their way, or be brought, to my grove. They would offer their maidenheads to me in sacrifice and I would teach them of magic and mystery and of the ways of the world.

Then one day my followers in their animal skins stopped coming. I reached out my thought and found that their people had left, been driven out by a new people from across the sea. I stood alone for a few years until the daughters of these new men found me. These women, who were fair of skin, wore strange clothes. They danced in festival around me, not knowing that I watched. Incantations they used, their magic was weak but familiar, they knew of other old ones such as myself. I reveled myself and claimed my own sacrifices of them.

For nearly a century they came unto me and learned from me and gave themselves in sacrifice. Then one day only a few came, and they were frightened. Men of another god had found them out and were persecuting them and slaying them. The men came to my clearing and tried to take my children but were met by my fury. Very few I allowed to return home alive. My surviving children I scattered to the winds to safety, telling them that one day their descendants would return to me.

I slept. For nearly three hundred years I slept and the sons and daughters of men stayed away, fearing the nameless terror that lived here. Occasionally a young, brave and curious girl would come to see if the legends were true. Hungry, I would take her into my embrace and claim her, but the time was not right. Invariably, I would send her away with only the memory that something terrifying yet wonderful had happened, but no idea what.

Then she came, walking boldly into my clearing. Her presence over time woke me. She loved to climb into my branches seeking solitude, or wade in the stream by my roots. I touched her mind and found her name, Erica, and learned that she was descended of the women that I had sent into hiding so long ago. I stretched out my thought and found them, all of them. As I had fortold, they had returned.

I awoke fully and began to plan. There were five who could be most easily taught. The five points of the star, Earth, Air, Fire, Water and Spirit; they were there, one maiden for each. They would be the foundation of my new coven. It was time for me to claim my own sacrifices again.

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