The fighting had pushed into the area around her home many months ago.  The soldiers where cruel to the villagers.  It didn’t matter whether it was your own country’s troops or not.  They burned and pillaged just like outsiders and robbers.  Taking food, money, livestock, and anything else that wasn’t nailed down.  The rumors of a rebellion in the capital had reached to her village.  Rumors of people fighting back and trying find the rightful heir to the throne. 

Renee was a healer in her village.  She had left when the soldiers had gotten to far out of control and smashed up her salves, potions and medicines.  She was headed now to the capital.  To help this rebellion in any way she could.  The thought that the rebellion was just a rumor never crossed her mind.  She would cross that bridge when she came to it.

She traveled carefully and tried not to draw attention to herself.  Mostly staying in the edge of the woods shadowing the road.  Any time she heard horses she hid, fearful that it might be soldiers.  She had means of protecting herself but she refrained from using them if possible.  The soldiers had gotten a bad reputation for treating women roughly and having their way with them.  She had treated several of the women in her village after such attacks.  The women never once said a word to the village constable.  Even when Renee said she would go with them and give witness to the things she had treated them for.  Their fears of retaliation and death at the hands of these men where too great.

Her horse began to shake when she lead it into the press of people near the town gate.  She eased through the pedestrians carefully and made her way into the line waiting to enter.  She watched the people ahead of her as they dealt with the gate guard.  Each one was asked a series of questions then given a parchment of one type or another.  She could feel her hands sweating as she twisted the reins nervously.  Her turn finally came around and she tried to calm her nervous hands.

“Name?” the guard asked. 

“Renee of Waterbreak, sir”

“Purpose for visit?” he asked in an impatient tone.

“To buy supplies, sir.”  She smiled trying to be confident.  But something about this town made her unnerved.

“Length of stay?”

“Just for a few hours.  Long enough to buy the things I need. Can you tell me how to get to the market?”

“Here are your papers.  Follow the crowd.  Be out of town by sunset.  After that your papers expire and you’ll be put in jail for curfew violation.  Move on.” He turned without thought to the next person in line.

She moved quickly into the flow of people headed into the city.  She had never been in a city this big before.  People practically swarmed over each other, yelling and screaming.  Trying to sell or buy their wares.  She ducked into a side street to catch her breath.  This was impossible.  Hours?  To fight through this mess?  What had she been thinking?  Her heart was racing a mile a minute.  She stood up in the stirrups and surveyed the area ahead of her.  On the left was the food vendors on the right was a mix and match of clothing shops, healers, priest, and some shops the priest might frown upon.

With great ease she moved back into the crowd on the right hand side and made her way down to second hand clothing stand.  She tied her horse up and duck inside out of the press of people.  On each side of the small stand where tables with piles of shirts, pants, and other various types of clothing.  She took a deep breath and dive into the table nearest her.  After several piles had been discarded she was left with a rose colored shirt with a small rip in the side that she could very easily fix, and a beautiful blue one with some light stains on the sleeve.  With a little embroidery or even removing the sleeves since it was warm it would be presentable easily.  The pants she found where a soft brown with a little fraying around the edges and she even found some womanly garments that where hardly touched.  She made her way to the front of the shop and paid for her purchases.  The girl behind the counter was barely old enough to see over the top of it.  She smiled and gleefully took Renee’s money. 

“Thank ye.  With me Pa off in the capital lookin’ fer airs there’s naught but slim pickin’s ‘round here.”

“Looking for airs? What are you talking about little one?”  Renee asked quite confused.

“Ya knows airs to the big chair in the big city.  Somebody that’ll makes it all better.”  She smiled and went behind the curtain to hide the money away.

Renee took her packages and strapped them to her other packs.  She was still going over what the girl had told her when she practically got ran over by a cart of ale.  The driver cursed her for not paying attention as she ducked back into the alleyway.  More carefully she stepped out into the street.  She put the information she had learned into the back of her mind and head for the food vendors across the square.

She found several stalls that offered the dried meats and herbs she was looking for.  The first stall was way out of her league.  Only prime cuts to be had.  She slowly made her way down the row of vendors and finally found one that was reasonable.  She picked up several herbs she was low on and several large dried chunks of meat.  The meat was finely cured.  Great for jerky or softened in a stew.  She purchased several days worth of the meat and loaded them on her horse. 

She was just barely going to make it out of town in time.  She didn’t relish the idea of spending the night in jail.  She made it to the gate just moments before they began to close them.  There was an older man at the entrance now.

“Cutting it close child.” He laughed.

“Hard not to with that mess of people.  Any news of how things fair in the capital?” Renee asked as the younger men shut the gate behind her.

“No good news.  More fighting, and more people yelling about an heir to King Arun’s throne.  Hell, everyone knows he was childless.  As was his only sister.  Sad thing really.  You’d think the government could keep everything in order but they’re to busy fighting amongst themselves to do anything.  Wish there was an heir.  I’d sit him on the throne me self.  Enough of this war talk.  You be careful tonight young one.  There’s a mean storm brewing.  Make sure you’ve got strong cover.” He nodded as she urged her horse forward.     

 
She headed down the hill away from the town with thoughts heavy on her mind.  Rebellion, it was a strong word.  A strong idea.  How could she help?  She was nothing more than a healer.  She’d never studied at the temple to learn more.  Her teacher had always said she could do more then he could teach.  But she had been scared.  Afraid to leave everyone she knew and loved.  Yet here she was doing exactly what she had feared to do all those years ago.  Except that know she was alone and then she could and would have had all the help she needed along the way.  She had to be strong.  If there was an heir and they could end all this fighting then she had to help.  How could she stand by and watch the innocent people around her be abused and killed?  That would be against all she stood for as a person and as a healer

A loud rumble of thunder brought her out of her thoughts.  She was nowhere near the type of shelter that type of sound said she needed.  She urged her horse into a run.  She was just about to worry when she topped the rise in front of her.  Below her was a thick over grown group of trees.  She let the breath that she didn’t know she was holding out.  It was just starting to sprinkle when she lead her horse under the trees.

When she entered the woods fully she was surrounded by darkness.  Like the sun had gone down the moment she set foot in trees.  Thoughts of childhood stories came to her mind as she walked through the tangle of branches.  Elves, dwarves, goblins and all sorts of monsters meant to keep kids out of the woods. 

These woods had a different feel to them.  They where completely silent.  The only noise was the sound of her feet and the leaves beneath them.  She found a sheltered spot big enough for her, her horse and a small fire.  If she could get one going before everything was drenched.  By the time she had her fire going good true night had fallen and fear was eating at the edge of her mind. 

She had never liked the woods.  Especially at night.  She was always sure someone was there watching her from the shadows.  She was beginning to feel that now.  She looked around the edges of her shelter slowly.  Almost afraid of what she might see.  There it was!  Movement off to her left.  She grabbed her pack and set to making wards around her camp.  She cast the strongest spells she knew.  She could hear it know.  The leaves rustling under the creature’s feet.  She finished her wards and went back to the shelter of her fire.  She heard a hiss off to the right as it touched one of her wards. 

“Leave me be creature!  I mean you no harm!  I just seek shelter from the rain.  Let me be and I’ll be gone by morning.”  She cried over the rain as panic took her.  The wards where being weakened where the creature had touched it.  She turned to face the noise behind her and was knocked down from behind.  She screamed as she fell.  It was the last thing she felt before everything went black.

It was April 12, 2007 after much anticipation and rationalizing things i was ready for him to have me. I was ready to see what the fuss was about my best friend and if i could contain his womanizing ways. I decided to ask him if he was ready to stop all this talk and take me. He laughed and i guess he thought i was joking lol but i was so for real. I followed him home and we went to the end of his subdivision. He parked and I parked. He came over to my car and i started getting out. I told him to get in the backseat frst and he hesitated. So i said ok i'll get in frst. I started to get in..he stopped me. My heart dropped at this moment and i knew he was going to turn me down. Maybe i didnt have him like i thought i did. Maybe all those years that went by changed how we were.

He started asking me if i rly wanted to have sex. I kind of didnt bc he would only be the second person i'd been with. I was kind of relieved when he didnt want to. But i had to let my pride get in the way. He said he didnt want me to be like the other grl's. He didnt wanna just fuck me. He wanted to make love to me. He wanted us to be close and he wanted to love me not just want me for sex. At the time it didnt make since. I was mad and felt rejected. So i spun my tires and left his house so pissed off.

Later i called and apologized for being so selfish and told him that i agreed with him completely. But that i was going to rock his world when we did fuck. Then we started talking. I told him how much my pussy needed his touch. He slowly moaned..i love that sound. I could never explain it but it was like he knew exactly how to put it. He'd always moan"yea" like he knew how much i needed him. A sound i'll never be able to get out of my head. Even now typing this story is takin my breath away w/flashes of how we were. He started telling me how he was gonna beat my pussy and thrust his cock in. He told me how large he was. Much much bigger than what i had. 3inches around. I thought at the time that that would never feel good. My pussy throbed and soaked as he went into detail of what he'd do to me. As i told him how much i needed him right then one hand on the phone the other sliding down my body. Fantasizing it was his hand. I slowly spread my slit. Damn i was soaked. I had NEVER felt this way before. WEll except when i was younger and thought of Bo alone in my room. Only he could get me this way. He never knew i was masturbating. I slowly led my finger into my slopping wet cunt. Pulled it out and with the juices dripping from my finger rubbed slowly against my clit. His every word every moan made me want him more and more. My feet were getting hot this fire was rushing through my body as i fantasized what he was telling me. I got rougher w/my clit. Running my finger faster and faster. Omg was this good!!! My body started to convulse. It was hard to hold back the moan. I put the phone on mute i could faintly here him telling me stuff he'd do. But it felt so good..i was rocking back and forth screamin his name. Rubbin my nipples. Taking my size double dd breast into my own mouth. It felt so good!!! And like that it was over.

It was like he could sense what i had done bc as soon as i calmed down he said well hey i gotta go to school tomorrow so i'll talk to u later. We had this little saying "goodnight and sweet dreams, muah." and that was that. But just wait until i tell you about the next day!!!

 “Hey slut go an fetch us another round of shots and tell those guys to come over here.” Tyrone ordered.

I lifted my purse to the bar to get some shots of tequila the bar tender asked if I wanted a tray smirking. I balanced back to sit down the next round. Angel flourished over doing pretty well in her pink and white dress holding hands with Cliff for balance in them 4-inch heels. Anthony was grinning behind watching Angel come over to site down I am ready to smoke. “Ok in a minute darling first a shot.” “Ok um, but I am already pretty drunk. Desirae you making any money tonight” she said slurping it down and wiping her chin.

 Karen kicked me under the table motioning me to go with her to the restroom, yelling for Angel to join us. We all got up I grabbed my purse feeling the weight of the long cucumber. Angel told us that she would be in after she was done smoking. They went into a lit hallway in the middle separating the men’s, and women’s restroom to somewhere in back. Then a young black male in a red handkerchief on his head came up to Karen and I.

“You have to suck it till I come.” Karen pointed behind her to me. “That’s the slut you want.” Going to the women’s restroom  “You have to suck it till I come.”

“Well for a 10 dead presidents. I’ll be out in a minute I scampered to the ladies room white door. Karen was in the small room standing against sink. Going threw her purse primping in the mirror pointing towards the toilet. “ Wow they did a job on your face and hair don’t worry about it now its going to be used a little more” giggling taking the cap off her lipstick. I sat down with my head back of the lid. A few wet spots on the tile floor made it kind of cold on my elbows.

“The guys are coming back to the house with us. With that Karen swayed coming over facing away from me, lifting her skirt to her waist slid her thong over and squatted down. Her arms braced the back of the cool toilet balancing herself on my face. My hands cupped her older ass to hold her up. My mouth covered her hairy wet lips. Her pussy was already wet as she balanced on my face, and started using me as a toilet. Peeing straight into my open mouth. I tasted tequila out of her pungent hole. Spewing yellow urine from her clit. She sighed “ Oh wow I really had to go. I swallowed what I could before some spilled out from around my mouth down into my cleavage. She waited till I caught my breath and started up again. “ I think someone is taking a liking to Angela. How big are Anthony and Larry? Oh ha your mouths full you can’t say” giggling I got drunk drinking Karen s piss cupping her ass she frequently shifted herself on my face for balance letting out a wet one in my open mouth. She finished up with telling me to lick her pussy all over my messy face. “Clean it up real good your going to be clean up tonight for us.” She took one of my hands and had me stick a finger in her moist pussy for a few to wet it, and stick it in her ass. I sucked on her wet pussy tasting her, while finger fucking her tight ass, “That’s it whore suck that pussy your going to be a good pussy eater aren’t you? It looks like your going to be eating cum out of my pussy.” Karen finished up with short drips in my mouth dripping. She finished moved her hips back and forth fucking my finger and face until her knees shook, around my head having a wet orgasm in my mouth pleased with my clean up she waddled up from my face pulled her green silk back between her wet lips.

 “ Now go fix your self you look terrible. You have the guy out there waiting on a blowjob. Don’t keep him waiting too long because Tyrone wants his money that you earned and he is kind pissed.”

 Next all I could hear was a door open “ OH No she’s not” busting out in laughter a drunk Angel embarrassed shut the door.” Karen quickly yelled threw the door. “ I’ am done. With that she fixed her fishnets, and primped her mini down grabbed her purse. “Who’s next with a chuckle” she walked out. I got up as quick as I could feel cold and a mess. Getting to the mirror grabbing for my purse to start on my face. Using the brush only to tease it instead of fixing it. I dried my self off when Angel open the door staggering in almost ignoring me she came over with tequila, and weed on her breath. “ Were going to be leaving her shortly your going to drive Karen’s car back to the house.” Clicking her brown 4 1/2 heels on the tile going over to the seat Angela lifted her pretty flowered dress and tugged her pantyhose down around her knees. Adjusting her glasses sitting using the toilet where my face was just minutes ago she farted and started to pee. I fixed my foundation again then touches of blush and powder. Adding a layer of red lipstick, gloss, perfume, and with some famine poses in the mirror got me feeling like a sissy slut with my hair teased high and my white bow was somewhat looking sexy, I was ready to go back out.

“Well before you get back to the house. I want you to have a pad on and they want you to pick up some more Tequila, beer, and cigarettes your going to be parting with Karen mostly doing what they want. Anthony wants to watch you eat me after Cliff does me. He’s only going to watch Anthony he’s kind of cute though for a black guy but that huge guy no way not my thing put it up and back the it up.” Slurring on the toilet explaining me what is to come.

 “ Does Karen taste good Desirae I think she’ll taste better after Anthony gets up in there that’s nasty.”

            “ Yea, Angel can I taste you. You know while you um.”

Shaking her red head no. “ Restroom Um No maybe when Anthony watches you can latter if your goods. Take out your maxi pad and come over her. I torn in the plastic folded out the pad whisking the plastic away I handed it to her. “Turn around” I stood there silently bent as she took my nylons down rudely!

“Hurry up and get out there and do your job.”

 Wiping clean with the pad hiking some she farted then set the pad right into position of my small crotch all scented with Angels remains I pulled my ultra sheer black pantyhose and panties up stepping to the mirror for final fixes to mainly my mascara. Angel flushed the toilet! She stood from the stool shifted her tan pantyhose up her thighs to her waist. Her breast jiggled stepping over carefully pinching my bubble ass in my skirt. “ We’ll meet you at her house when your done I guess one has a van. “Tammy Fay Baker has on more blush then that Com on!” Grabbing the brush and playfully applied more to my clown face. Leaving the rest up to me.

            Angela and I stepped out it was around 1:30 I could still taste the pee in my stomach. I walked sexy back around the corner brushing my skirt down carrying my purse next to the young black man witch looked pretty ruthless with his dark eyes and had a red handkerchief on his head. Standing 6’1 and about 220lbs I stopped my eyes followed Angel back to the anxious table where the guys ordered another round of drinks, and eyed the girl’s body up and down.  Karen was in Tyrone’s arms telling her something and making her giggle giving passionate kisses on her mouth and face Karen melted in his big arms. Angel hanged on to Cliff I knew she was drunk and expectable to advances by Anthony, but how far?
                “Sup ho walking with a cigarette in his mouth sounding cocky like I said you have to suck it! Till I cum get it! Bitch! I hear you’re a sissy boy that likes dressing in girl’s cloths because you got a little white dick. That’s some funny ass shit. Where you going to suck my dick bitch? Huh!

            Humiliation spread threw my body, blushing hard almost wanting to forget this one he seamed strange to me like he’s done some time in prison. He was some where in his 20’s but the only thing that came out in a submissive voice. “Alley”

            We headed out back this time opening the night door I could still smell remands of some pot.

“Sit on the step there open my pants up slut! Make me cum you sissy bitch!” Smacking me in the face I went in Aw but I scuttled down on the step with my knees apart and sucked him for about 30 minutes before getting him hard. He had me pull my nylons down Exposing my white pad laughing trying to stroke 8+ dark inches of meat in my mouth.

I imagined the van ride with the girls, and 3 big black guys and Cliff. I was sucking off this black asshole talking about the girls again said about tapping the red heads ass. When he blew his wad FINALLY I swallowed thick cum throbbing in my throat coming back up in my mouth gaggling. He grunted pulled the rest out on my face and did a sticky job. Smearing my lipstick to my chin, and my mascara ruined. He rubbed his soft penis across my lips laughing. Calling someone on his phone I could here the many rings as cum dripped. He waited for me to putt his black rod away and he reached back with his hand with out a word smack the side of my face ringing my head and threw a 10-dollar bill before going inside with a cell in his ear.

 I sat there in a fetal position for a few moments my throat sore before gathering myself using the corner fence post to balance I snagged my hose on the fence fumbling around pulling my pad out crying wiping my face tasting angel’s wipe and cleaning my own face. I knelt down in my purse looking for Karen’s keys OH no my hose had ruins in them worried digging only finding a cucumber and makeup. “What I ‘am I going to do” occasionally looking in my purse. Karen had them. Staying back behind the bar knowing that I could get busted. Stepping heel toe to Karen’s to car to see if was at least unlocked NOPE!! I waited for several minutes looking for a way in the car ducking some my heels scuffed twisting sometimes I wondered what could I do the van already.

           

 

So the music goes,the booze flows,I intend to stay sober,so does Jackie. Low drink,high sex input later is our plan. Den was drinking his and someone elses share as he stood with one of my new brother-in-laws by a barrel of beer we had. This was the "Jackie look alikes" husband. Together they were debating the prospect of later getting a feel of the two bridesmaids if they got pissed,letching bastards! Ha! ha! I decided to keep an eye open for any activity in that region. It was not long in coming. A bit later I saw Jackies sister being danced by Den and his hand was all over her ass cheeks,she unobtrusively moved them up while looking to see if Ginny had noticed but Den persisted with his squeezing. She looked down between them and smiling said something to him at the same time nodding down again.

 I reckoned she could feel his hardon against her stomach. Shortly after they separately drifted out through the fire escape door. As this was a single level church annexe I exited through the main door to dog them up. Heading round to where they were secreted,he was already giving her some serious necking and his hands were at work on her panties,the front of her dress was up and I was expecting to get a look at her cunt from my unobtrusive vantage point. Stocking top,white thigh and suspenders were already viewable and the beast in my trousers was letting me know he wanted a piece of the action. I put my hand in my pocket to try and line it up my belly but already as hard as hell it made me put my hand in my waist band and grab it to make it point upwards and ease the ache. Precum was available in an abundance on beasties helmet.

 In the now half-light I could see he had her knickers pulled over to the side and her pussy fur was in sight with his hand mauling into her slit,between movements I had my first look at her cunt,I really wanted to cum at that instant but also wanted to save it for later. The way her hips were wriggling in know time he would be fucking her. Drat but also saved by the bell Ginny came through the door,"Den,you out her?" then disappeared back inside. They broke apart instantly although they were out of sight of her. Den made towards the main door immediately but my sister-in-law Debbie,probably because of the drink and in no rush, unknowingly made a fine display for me. Holding her skirt up under her chin she pulled her knickers down to just above her knees and taking a handkerchief from her purse proceded to pat her pussy dry of cunt juice, then holding her knickers each side wriggled them back up,not before half turning to drop her purse by the wall in turn giving me a rear/side view of her lovely ass globes. The inside of my pants was cold with wetness.

 Then she too went inside. Still suffering a major hardon as I went back into the doorway, "Jackie look alike" (Jane) squeezed past me coming the other way,Her large voluptuous breasts pressing hard against my rib cage was one thing but when I felt her hand squeeze my hardon with the laughing comment "I see youre ready for Jackie then" I was amazed,having had only a small amount of conversation over the months with her,there she is with a firm grip on my cock and in no hurry to let go. "Men? in there pissed as a fart,none for me tonight" Fucking hell! Was that an invitation or what? Fuck no! not tonight although she"d always been very friendly even when she came in our shop.

 A bit later I saw Ross fighting to keep Den from feeling her pussy but Ginny also spotted it and put a stop to that before I got a look at hers. What I realised was when drunk Den just had to grope pussy regardless. something to remember although I should have realised this from when we were out drinking,course we"re now talking family. I did get a chance to talk to my favourite aunt though and she said come and tell me how it goes,in every detail mind with a wink. Horny bitch,"I will! I will!

 Then we were home on our own and raring for sexual action. Wasting no time we"re in bed or more like on the bed. I play with her tits and pussy she plays with my cock,but then she says "What was that you were going to tell me about?" "Oh only what I saw going on at the reception" Looking a bit apprehensive, "Oh, I didn"t think you saw,it was nothing really" me saying nothing but wondering what I"d missed,she went on "He was squeezing my ass when you saw him kiss me,the whisper I"ll tell you about later,you"re not going to get your hair off on our wedding night are you?" assuring her No! "Where were you when he done the tit squeeze then?" Tit squeeze! What tit squeeze? where indeed? "It was nothing really,he had his hand down my front before I had time to realise what was going on and with only the limited protection of my strapless bra he had it in his hand completely naked to the skin,I really am sorry" Sorry! Fuck I missed that,what a bugger.Of course I said "No dont worry,these things happen."He came from nowhere,suddenly he was there with his hand on it" "I think he darted in from outside" Ah! thats why I missed it.

 "You now" Oh! It was just that I saw Den outside with your Debbie."Were they doing it?" No he had his hand in there but Ginny came out and called and they broke away."Did you see her pussy? No I lied. "What about his cock,was it out or was she holding it? (There"s that cock question again) She sure is curious to know about another cock,give it time! mmmm! No they would have gone all the way though I reckon. "Would you have watched them? all the way I mean?" Shit,walking into it again. Would you have in my place? "I might have, yeah I think I would have to see how fucking is for others" Pushing the envelope, yeah I think I would have too,probably everybody likes to see others fuck but deny they would like to watch. I bet if there was no chance of getting caught they"d wank or masterbate while watching. "Yeah,like that peeper on us"

 Now both worked up with the dirty talk we went at it. But not before with a touch of venom in her voice Jackie said, "our Deddie has a thing about married men,so keep your cock out of her and your balls will stay joined to your body" Wow a bit of jealousy there, but intended for me or because she had her sights on Den before Debbie. Do I detect a tone change in a married woman? I wondered about that. 

 Unbeknownst to us our new neigbours in the flat below had also got married today and like us had no honeymoon. At this point they arrived to hear us fucking and Jackie being very vocal in her second orgasm. What ever plan they had changed because following some bumps and giggles they too were at it matching orgasm for orgasm which sent Jackie into an almost zombie sexual marathon that I did my best to keep up with. Totally fucked we then fell asleep.

 Waking sometime later and with only the light through the window from the street lighting, I slid down the bed and then back up between Jackies legs and under her short nightdress. With nostrils flaired enjoying the smell of our sexual activity and thinking Jackie was asleep I gently moved my mouth close in to her pussy. Then a sleepy quiet voice muttered "What are you doing?I can feel your hot breath on me" Looking at my new toy. Rumbled and without further ado I shot my tongue out of my mouth right on to her cunt. She jerked but said no more, then the nightdress went off of my head and glancing up the length of her now naked belly I could see it pulled over her face. "Whats going on? thats your tongue touching my clit" I jabbed my tongue out quickly three or four times making her jerk each time. Its not me its this damn police dog down here doing it. No more comment followed.

 Then her breathing got deeper and quickened was she now thinking of what the police dog done to her on the hill? that I had just reminded her of or was it still in her mind of Den feeling up her sister. Who cares,my tongue is now giving her a whole new experience and the jerking of her body tells me I"ve hit a winner with both tongue and wife. Having licked all of her pussies labia,vulva,clitoris and now tongue fucking her.The screeching coming from under her nightdress is new also. FUCK I"M CUMMING,DONT STOP YOU HORNY LOVELY DOG,SSSH THEY"LL HEAR,SHIT ITS POURING OUT OF ME,NO STOP,NO DONT STOP,SSSH FUCKING HELL AAARGH! Collapsing from a mighty orgasm she throws the nightdress off flops back all puffing and blowing. "PHEW I dont think I"ve got any strength to fuck now,do you think they heard downstairs?

 All was clear just after, they had heard because they were back fucking and she was being as noisy as Jackie had been. "FUCK ME HARD LIKE HE DID TO HER" Having nestled back up by Jackies side,she said "What I said earlier about telling you" ??! "About what Den whispered" Oh that! "He said he wished it was his cock going to slide up between my cleavage tonight" "Do you want to?" I honestly hadn"t ever thought of a tit fuck till that moment. Boy did I now! My cock was already ousing love juice,so still lying on her back,I staddled her belly and placed my hard on between her cleavage just at the bottom. Having slid it to and fro to make the groove slippery with precum Jackie held her tits around my cock and I started to fuck them. Looking down on her I could see that with her head bent forward looking at my cocks helmet ploughing up and down past the top of her tits the beast was only about an inch from her pursed part open mouth lips. Her tits was now so slippery that my balls was also going in the bottom part allowing my cock head to just tap her mouth.

 "You"re going to cum" No I lied! holding back like hell,thus hoping I might get it in her mouth to shoot. "You are I can feel the tube part twitching" No! bang the first shot got her on her teeth, "Splu fruu cuu. Bastard you done that on purpose!" Sorry I got carried away I just wanted to shoot it in your mouth,sorry really I am. All the rest of my baby juice was all over her chin,neck and tits. Then would you believe it she squeezed up the tube of my cock and as the sperm was squeezed out put her tongue out and licked it. Looking up "Next time eh,it tastes ok"

 more later.  

 

I first saw Michelle staring through the window while she sipped her mocha. It looked like a double tall; I thought I heard her say she wanted a quad. I never looked at her refection in the window or I might have been scared off cause a few months later she admitted to me that she was staring at me, while I looked at her. She was an oasis in a hot dry desert to.

 

I like women that are bigger than me; Lucy was just a little bigger but Michelle was a lot bigger. Her shoe size was the same as mine but her arms were longer her hands were bigger and she wore a extra large for a shirt size, and I only wore a medium large for a shirt, her Levi’s were thirty-eight waist by thirty-four inseam, mine are thirty-six by thirty-two and I had a little pot belly growing and some fat on my ass.

 

I am five nine and she had to be six two at least. I liked the way she kept the young girl look with her hair in pig tails and wearing short plaid dresses and white shirts, but she had to be all of twenty-six. As stocky as Michelle was, I figured her to be one forty one thirty, it was obvious that she spent a lot of time in the gym toning her thirty-six twenty-eight thirty-eight body, and shaping her muscles, because she was built in the arms and legs and had very little fat regardless of her sizes. Her washboard flat stomach was visible from across the street. I later found out that Michelle was a trainer at two gyms. I never had a trainer but I went to my gym two and three times a week just to keep my pot from getting bigger, but compared to Michelle I was less then a novice.

 

It was fate; we started coincidently running into each other at stores the deli, we liked the same restaurants and coffee shops, other times our movements just happened, like two hands playing a piano. At any rate we started to sit together on our little coffee clutches and talk just about everything or nothing just read or worked crossword puzzles. That turned out to be the trigger that caused my girl to get pissed. I knew that Lucy was jealous and for that reason I never took Michelle up on her offer to work out with her. I wanted to spend time with Michelle but Lucy wouldn’t stand for it. It was okay for her to sit, talk, and laugh with whomever she wanted to, but when I did it I was fooling around. So after a few weeks of us arguing about who we were or weren’t seeing I got sick of the double standards and broke it off.

 

For a short while I actually blamed Michelle for our trouble and found myself being rude and snubbing her. I was shocked when I realized that she was never at fault, and I knew then that I wanted us to be more than casual acquaintances. I started looking in all the places I knew she frequented or where I had seen her. I even went to the two gyms where she worked and all they would say was that she was booked. I needed to find her so I could make some sort of apologetic gesture, and I just wanted to find her, but she was nowhere to be found.

 

I was starting to think that she had moved away when I saw her sitting at her favorite table looking at me through the window and smiling. I felt my heart flutter a little and I filled with joyous relief at finely finding Michelle, my legs even turned a little rubbery. I would at least be able to make my apologetic gesture, and an excuse. When she waved at me to join her I became ecstatic and tripped over the step as I entered and again when I started to walk over to Michelle’s table after I picked up my drip coffee.

 

“I’m so glad to have run into you! I’ve been looking all over for you!” I said frantically as I neared the table, stumbling again over nothing but my feet.

 

“Well that is a change from the cold shoulder that you gave me a few weeks ago.” She sounded humorously sarcastic then warmly added, “One of the guys at my gym said some guy was looking for me, and I thought of you right off.”

 

She sounded so happy to see me I sort of knew that she wasn’t upset with me but I started to apologize anyway, “Well that is one of the reasons I’ve been looking for you. I want to apologize for my rude behavior the last few times we ran into each other. You see in a roundabout way I blamed you for my breakup with Lucy. I realized how wrong I was and wanted to say something to you. Like I am both sorry for blaming you and glad that I have separated from her.” I said desperately in almost one breath and then took a big swig of coffee and waited for a reply.

 

“Oh I knew what you were doing boys are sadly funny that way and I was not insulted by you at all. I was actually sorry to hear of the break up through our mutual friend.” Michelle said in a reassuring voice.

 

“A mutual friend?” I questioned.

 

“Lydia. The counterperson here.” Michelle pointed out as she nodded her head in the direction of the counter.

 

“Oh…? I did say something one day when she asked me if I was okay,” I explained. I was surprised and pleased to hear that I had been talked about in a positive context.

 

“So if you’ll forgive me for asking is it over between you two?” Michelle quizzed warmly.

 

“Oh yes…! It is over!” I replied and remarked, “She has tried to reconcile twice but I was not interested. I am still mad at myself for letting it go on as long as I did.”

 

“So was it more than just us?” Michelle pried with a warming interest.

 

“Lucy was very possessive and very double standard with… her possessiveness.” I responded and explained, “it was okay for her to talk to other people even meet them when she was out without me, but I could not talk to anybody else without being given the third degree much less meet someone else out for a simple cup of coffee, I just got fed up with her attitude.”

 

“So I was at fault in a round about way.” She acknowledged and smiled.

 

“No… no… no! It was her own guilt about her double standards. It drove a wedge between you and I and Lucy and I; any way it is done and I am glad to be free.” I said assertively.

 

“Free huh nobody else to take Lucy’s place?” Michele asked warmly.

 

“To be honest I was hoping that you might be interested in resuming our little coffee clutches? Maybe take a dinner or two with me sometime?” I shocked myself with my forwardness as I responded to her warm inquisitiveness.

 

“You know I was very possessive with my last boy friend. I do not like to share or be shared.” Michelle declared firmly adding, “It isn’t wise to bed down in groups or with strangers, any way I find sex much more gratifying in a one-on-one relationship. I like to know that I am the only one, and I am possessive and don’t mind being possessed to a point. How about you?” 

 

“I don’t mind sharing my girlfriend with another girl, but I draw the line at sharing her with another guy.” I acknowledged and added, “I find the intimacy shared in a one on one experience much more gratifying, and more so when I am confident that I am the only suitor. I don’t mind admitting to my possessiveness, and… I admit I do like to be possessed it makes me feel more wanted.”

 

“Why do you not mind your girlfriend taking up with another woman?” Michele asked with an alluring tone in her voice.

 

“I had a girlfriend Kayla a while back that was bi and wanted to have as she put it, a hard cock inside her sometimes and a dildo just didn’t do it for her. Any ways I think women have a stronger desire to please, and get more pleasure from pleasing than men do.” I said as I warmly reminisced.

 

“I’m bi, and you are you bi?”

 

“No. I have only been casually interested but hardly motivated.”

 

“How does that work?”

 

“I’m not sure what you mean.”

 

“How is it that you are casually interested but not motivated?”

 

“I doubt that there are very many truly content guy men or women. The questions that always dig at me are, why are they so promiscuous? Why do they break up so many times? And why are they the largest numbers in the mate swapping clubs?” I cut my dialogue short as I felt myself climbing upon my soapbox.

 

“So you don’t like to share; you are not gay, and you don’t flit around, but you like to think about your girlfriend going down on another woman.” She recounted frankly then asked, “Have you ever been attracted to another man?

 

“Well I guess that is accurate a little oversimplified but accurate.” I affirmed then admitted, “I have never found the gay type very attractive; but I have found myself thinking of this one man I knew, he seemed so nice and I was in a mysterious way attracted to him sexually, but I…we… I wasn’t even sure he was gay, but I think I would have given in to his seduction. I like viewing lesbian pornography I find it very arousing, and to be in the same room with them and just watch is a persistent fantasy of mine.”

 

“You have been very revealing; I mean that fantasy about that man you knew. I don’t think you are gay just honest, I think a lot of men have those fantasies and hide them from them selves. You know Gary we have a special date coming up?” Michelle posed with a very seductive tone in her voice.

 

“I thought today was our special date, you know us finding each other at our favorite place. I didn’t know that we had a special date already.” I said with a puzzled look on my face.

 

“Yea May 5^th. Last year is the day I stared at your reflection in the window.” She recalled warmly, “You kept looking away not wanting to get caught. I was relieved to see your shyness dissolve as we got to know each other.”

 

“A year has gone by already. Boy! The days are rushing by faster and faster aren’t they?” I said in astonishment, and then ventured, “You don’t have anyone making claims on your time do you?”

 

“No. Why?” Michelle laughed.

 

“I was thinking we could have one of those dinners and celebrate. A fancy dinner out, on me.” I exclaimed happily.

 

Michelle’s rustling brought me back from my reminiscent dreaming, to the bed we were now sharing, as she pulled my body tighter to hers and squeezed my flaccid shaft as she dozed. Her warm breath caused goose pimples to rise as it accumulated in my hair. I was amazed at how I still tingled from the pleasures that Michelle lavished upon me, and surprised at how good it made me feel to pleasure her the way I did. I felt new life stir in my penis when her hand stirred again pulling and squeezing it, while she slept. I remember going to sleep with her hand holding my penis and still holding it every time I woke up. Time must be standing still the sky is no lighter than it was when I started to dream. I closed my eyes and drifted back to our dinner, what a feast, for our special date, and our conversations.

 

“I am curious why you don’t have a boy or girlfriend now? If you’ll excuse my nosiness.” I pressed on.

 

“My last girl friend wanted to come back with me while I was helping Mom grieve for Dad’s passing.” She started.

 

“I’m sorry I didn’t know, a family lose is always hard, and a personal matter.” I interjected and tried to comfort.

 

“Oh don’t worry I am not close neither of my parents. I don’t hate them it is just that they nit pic me to death, or I argue with them over just about anything. I prefer that my parents think that I am celibate, rather than bi, and she wanted to change that.” Michele explained adding, “My Mom still doesn’t know and I don’t think she would adjust to it easily.”

 

“I think a person should know that their friend will act appropriately and respectfully. I know how parents can be about perspective friends, or mates. I didn’t want to take Lucy but she was so pushy that I took her to a dinner anyway. She didn’t embarrass me too bad but Dad knew that she was the leader, and harassed me for weeks afterward.” I remarked adding, “I think we have a similar family life. My Mom and Dad divorced when I was a teenager but my step Dad is the spitting image of my Dad. You ever see anything like that?”

 

“Hell yes! My girl friend from college had a boyfriend that smoked cigars and yelled at the games on TV just like my Dad would. He would ignore her flirtations even get cross at her until the game was over then maybe they would go to bed and have sex, they didn’t do it for very long either, and then they both started snoring. So when she finely dumped him she gets this girlfriend that ‘get ready for this’ smoked cigars, yelled at sports on TV, and snored. To a tee this girl matched right down to the way she imitated Groucho somebody with her cigars, and even rebuked her advances until after the game, and yes they both snored.” She related her story warmly but with tones of sarcasm.

 

“That is incredible.” I exclaimed.

 

“So you never had a bi experience?” Michele asked only very alluringly as if she thought I was hiding something.

 

“Oh just the curious touchiness and fondlings, and compairings that go on with kids.” I clarified.

 

“So if you liked a man would go down on him?” she pressed.

“I suppose that would depend entirely on how we felt as a couple. I have never had any persistent fantasies involving males.” I answered as sincerely as I could and asked, “Would that change anything between us?”

 

“No. If we were going together Gary I would be hurt if you left me for another man.” She sighed and continued, “You sounded like you missed… Kayla was it?”

 

“Yes…Yes I miss her sometimes.” I said sadly.

 

“What do you miss most about her Gary?” Michele pressed on.

“Honestly?” I stressed.

 

“Yes! Now I am intrigued I want a honest answer.” She said smiling broadly.

 

“She could give head. She gave meaning to the term art form to the act of oral sex. Like you; I bet you do really good at oral sex, and you do it because you want to, not because you think you should. Well Kayla liked to get me to…” I paused as I searched for the right word.

 

“Cum!” Michelle interjected.

 

“Yes…!” I exploded then calmed as Michelle put her hand on mine and continued, “So I would try to get her to cum on my face and at least pleasure her that way and not because I felt I had to either; I wanted to. If she were a man I would have gone down on her because I liked her and would have let her cum in my mouth just like she did for me.”

 

“My! You still feel strongly about her. Why don’t you try to get back with her?” Michelle asked.

 

“We kept in touch for a while. The last two letters I received from her were to let me know she was in love with another woman and the second one was to let me know they were still going strong, and that was almost two years ago. I hope her girlfriend really pops her cork. I am happy for her, really…” I replied with conviction and warmth then pried, “And you; what about your last girl friend, what do you miss about her?”

 

“I would say the one thing or the part of our relationship I miss is her eager receptiveness to my pleasuring. She could get wet and was always trying to pleasure me.” She replied smiling as she mused on a fond memory or two.

 

“And why haven’t you reconciled with her?” I challenged.

 

“She was and is an exhibitionist.” Michelle started, “She was really into exhibitionism; and me, I think what a couple share should be kept to them selves, unless the two of them want to like Lanai and her new friend. They did finely get into some legal snafu over public lewdness. I’m sorry she got busted, and I’m happy she found someone else to be with.”

 

“I did like feeling her up in the movies though, she could ‘cum’ at the movies and the way she kept it so quiet you couldn’t tell unless you had your finger inside her. I admit I did find that very arousing, and we both left the seats wet.” She told the story so sweetly, and when it was over she just sat there looking at me for a while. We were there for three hours eating, drinking, and laughing totally oblivious to the crowd as we told our stories.

 

We sat there for several minutes just quietly enjoying our silence after hours of yakking away and laughing. My gaze strayed to her mouth and as I was looking at her lips I felt my penis turn hard. I pulled my eyes back to look at her face and her forehead was reddening and a blush was on her cheeks, and I could see veins in her temples. I thought to myself our thoughts are the same? My penis relaxed a little and I felt some juice trickling down my thigh as I sat.

 

“I have an idea!” Michelle exclaimed, “Lets go to your place…” she paused a broad grin beamed as she looked around took my hand gently then whispered, “lets go to your place I want to suck your cock, and get your cum in my mouth.” Then she giggled impishly and held my hand.

 

I was stunned my heart was pounding in my throat as she sat back, her fingers still holding my fingers. I could see her large nipples bristling under her blouse. I thought my god they are huge, and how my mouth turned pasty as I thirsted to suckle them. Then as I struggled to speak only the embarrassing stammers and stutters came out at first and then finely the words came, “I would like you to come over very much.” I said softly then waved for the check with my free hand.

 

As I reached for the trey Michelle put her hand on mine saying, “Let me treat.” Then asked, “you won’t be offended will you? I want to treat you to this dinner, as celebration of a renewed friendship and the beginning of a new relationship. What do you say?”

 

“I say fine. How could I refuse such a nice offer?” I agreed smiling; my hand still tingled from her warm touch. I marveled at how much bigger her hand was compared to mine her big boned body gave her a powerful look, and she was lean. Most of the women I have known that had a bone structure as Michelle’s were plump even fat, and some were very attractive, but the meat on Michelle was toned muscle, tempered with a soft plumpness, giving her body a very powerful look that I found to be enthralling.

 

“The cab is mine too. I think we have both taken too many turns at pouring the wine.” Michelle suggested.

 

I sat there and realized I was a little woozy from the wine. I felt myself becoming eager as I watched as she paid the tab and asked the waiter to order our cab. We sat there making faces at each other and giggling like kids telling dirty stories. Then the waiter walked to our table and told me that our cab was here, and helped Michelle with her coat and ushered us to the door.

 

She at least let me open and close the doors for her. As I settled into the cab’s seat I tried to remember if there were any side glances from our waiter and I don’t think there were any, he was much too professional.

 

Then the words of the cabbie filtered in, “Where to.” I was at a loss for words and looked at Michelle.

 

“Your place we said.” Michelle reminded as she snuggled to my chin.

 

I remember stuttering at first then firmly gave him the address again, and put my nose into her hair and drank in her scent thinking how sweet she smells with no perfumes to hide it, and so warm to the touch. I felt her warmth radiating from her hand as Michelle gently slid it up and down my thigh getting close but not touching my penis.

 

We did the twenty minute cab ride quietly her nose under my chin and mine in her hair. Her hand softly squeezed my inner thigh teasingly; my penis swelled again only this time I ached in my groin. It felt like the first time I was making out at the drive-in; we all knew that it wasn’t going to go anywhere but we kept doing it any way. I have always wondered if the girls ached like we did. All these years and I never thought to ask any of my older girlfriends.

 

As we neared the end of our cab ride I asked, “You ever make out in the backseat at the drive-in?”

 

“Yes. Why?” Michelle answered with a surprised look on her face.

 

“Did you ever ache inside afterward?”

 

“I’m not the one to ask. I always stopped the fumblings before they went too far. Going to the drive-in with boys was never more than an excuse to get out of the house to me. I do have a friend we can call if you really want an answer. What made you think of that now?” She teasingly replied and taunted me asking, “You want me to call my friend tonight?”

 

“No. It is a little late for calling anyone. Its just that I want you so much that I ache.” I cajoled as the cab stopped.

 

“We’re here,” the cabbie said as he slid the divider open just enough to get the card from Michelle.

 

She looked at me as she handed him the card and whispered, “I will take good care of your… ache.”

 

It seemed as though I had no weight as we walked up the two flights of stairs, yet at the top I still felt dizzy and winded as I fumbled for my keys.

 

“Are you alright?” Michelle asked with just a hint of nervousness in her voice.

 

“I’m okay. I can’t seem to find my keys!” I said noticeably nervous as I fumbled in every pocket three or four times each, then with frustration ringing in my voice, “I can’t find my keys! They are gone!”

 

Then with a single dip into my right hand coat pocket Michelle came up with my keys and offered, “You want me to open the door for you?” She asked warmly, but still a taste of teasing in her voice.

 

“It’s the key with dirty red tape on it.” I said as I surrendered and stepped aside.

 

As she stepped passed me she stopped and with both hands cupped my face and kissed me, as my mouth gaped her tongue slithered in filling my mouth, the size of Michelle’s tongue was astonishing as it reached to the back of my throat. My breath puffed passed the seal of our lips as I gasped. As she pulled her tongue out she sucked in my lower lip and bit it firmly. With one hand to my face she turned and found the lock. It took both hands to jimmy the door, and so skillfully too, like she had a sticky door her self. As we walked in I was still dizzy and excited, nervous and aroused. My penis and testicles felt swollen, warm, and tingled with electricity. 

 

I followed close behind her as she walked in, “What no lights left on?” she noted.

 

 “I usually do I was in such a rush that I forgot.” I excused myself, “Here let me walk around. Now it is just a bedroom, bathroom, living room, and kitchen nothing fancy.” I described then turned the lights on.

 

“Well at least you don’t clutter, and you do some cleaning.” She noted adding, “The dishes are done too. Did you do a whirlwind cleanup Gary?”

 

“No I try not to clutter, and if the dishes go too long they start to smell.” I explained.

 

“Where is the bathroom? I need to go pee.” She exclaimed.

 

“The open door to the right.” I directed.

 

“Oohh…! You left the seat down.” She sang as she entered and asked, “Gary. Do you pee sitting?”

 

“No I took a dump last time there, but I clean the bathroom regularly.” I said and noted, “I always thought a woman would rather find the seat up in a mans house.”

 

“We like to think that they care enough to lift it first then put it back down when they’ve finished, but I am not as adamant about the seat as some of my feminine associates are.” She said as she smiled then closed the door behind her.

 

The shrill tweeting of a few birds woke me briefly and through my half opened eyes I could see the morning rays streaking the cloudy sky. Lighting their rough edges and giving a reddish hue to their awesome darkness. It is going to rain today I thought as I slid my hand to her elbow, and drifted to sleep again feeling her stir, moving her hot body closer again; matching her thighs to mine, the arc of her body matched mine. As my eyes started to close I felt so warm and safe wrapped in her embrace it felt like we were one body.

 

“You have some nice towels.” She commented as she entered the living room, “You need to go?”

 

“Yes the wine and your arousing kiss caused the pressure to build.”

 

I remember standing there for what seemed a lifetime before the toilet made a quiet involuntary flush and then I started to pee. I guess the sound of the water triggered my flow. As I walked through the door I saw Michele sitting on the footstool patting the chair and smiling at me.

 

She asked as I sat, “Do you need to do a lot of kissing first to enjoy sex?”

 

“I like to kiss, but Michelle if you want you may have your way with me.” My voice trailed off as she squeezed my penis with one hand and she undid my zipper and snap then slipped my pants down just enough to free my penis and scrotum.

 

Michelle looked at me and said, “I’m not ready to have sex with you yet, but Gary I do want… to pleasure you.”

 

“I am fine with what ever you are willing to give and I will give only what you are willing to receive.” I assured her. I let out a strained sigh as she milked the length of my hardening shaft, and sucked my gland into her mouth. I felt my juices weeping into her mouth right away.

 

She looked up and smiled, “You get really wet. How long has it been for you?”

 

“Several weeks, since I broke up with Lucy.” My voice trembled as I talked.

 

“Don’t you masturbate Gary?” Michelle asked in surprise.

 

“I started to a couple of times but I went to sleep before I really got going and honestly the urges haven’t been that strong. You don’t have to swallow it all if there is too much.” I let her know.

 

“Gary I can, and will take it all.” She proudly boasted.

 

With that said my penis vanished into her mouth and her tongue danced over my scrotum as it was being cupped in her hand. I felt her throat closing on my gland as it slid down and back up resting on the heel of her tongue. I could feel every little node on her tongue as she rubbed my gland with it. I felt my thick juices coating its rough surface and then in it would slide in until her chin pressed against my scrotum.

 

The noises Michelle made; the gurgling and quiet grunting as she slurped and swallowed my juices, and the stifled gags as she slid the length into her throat. The loud sighing as she let it pop out of her mouth so she could breathe.

 

She looked up again and asked, “You want to feel something really… really wet.”

 

“Yes!” I knew Michelle was going to let me feel her vagina.

 

“Okay now close your eyes Gary, and promise not to open them.”

 

“I promise not to look.” I eagerly obeyed. I was brimming with curiosity, what was she hiding. I thought a colostomy bag maybe or a deformity that she was still embarrassed by. I heard her stand and the rustling of her dress as she lifted it. I could smell her wetness right away, hot tea was the first thought to liken her scent to. I felt her take my fingers and slide them up her leg. The first part was sticky with sweat but as she slid them farther up I felt her smooth silky wetness on the inside of her thigh and then right into her vagina. I could feel her vaginal muscles gripping my fingers and her clitoris as it pulsed between my fingers and she felt so hot to the touch. As she worked them inside I felt my forehead flush hot and sweat form on my brow. I felt her warm juices slickening the palm of my hand and drip from my knuckles. I heard a loud sigh and she dropped my hand and sat back down between my legs.

 

“You ready to cum now Gary.” She asked coyly as she grinned, and gazed at me with her dark eyes.

 

“I am yours.” I affirmed as I put my fingers to my nose and drank in her scent. I thought how much her scent was like strong hot black tea, and so sweet to the taste as I sucked her juice from my fingers. I closed my eyes as a frenzy of feelings raced through me.

 

She wrapped the fingers of both hands and started sucking my gland like it was a straw. She milked the full length of my saliva slickened shaft with her hands. Then she spit into one hand and rubbed my anus with our thick juices, and in slipped her finger. My muscles gripped it tightly as they spasmed from the sensual surprise. As they relaxed she slowly worked it in and out and back and forth.

 

Michelle knew exactly what she was doing she found a sensitive spot in there I did not know I had. Then in slid a second finger, my breath rushed from my mouth and the muscles surrounding my bowels quivered with delight, and my precum flowed into her mouth, as she pressed that spot with both fingers. I had sweat forming on my brow as I entwined my fingers in her hair, and pulled her head down and she let my penis slip into her mouth and down her throat. Again and again I pushed my shaft into her throat and just as I stiffened she spit it out.

 

“You let me make you cum.” Michelle plead.

 

I loosened my grip on her hair and she resumed working her fingers inside me, and working her thumb on my urethra at the base of my penis. I felt my juices flowing into her mouth as she worked her wonderful tongue on my gland. I listened as she sucked and swallowed my juices.

 

I could feel her pressing turn into wriggling inside me on that spot inside my rectum and at the base of my urethra her thumb started to massage it with quick short strokes. I gasped as all of my muscles tensed and a surge of sperm splashed from her mouth. I felt the anal muscles spasming around her fingers as she swallowed my shaft with my sperm gushing from it. I was cumming right into her throat. The her head bobbed up and she pinched my opening closed as she took it out and caught her breath, then she took just my gland and started sucking it like a straw again. I heard her quietly moaning as she swallowed my sperm.

 

I sat there moaning and panting as she continued to milk the length of my softening shaft. She stopped moving and just sat there with my penis in the back of her mouth. It turned flaccid and my heart stopped pounding in my ears, but her fingers were still sliding along that sensitive place inside me, now it felt longer than I remember it being. I really liked what she was doing inside me so much I felt my penis turning hard again.

 

As it turned rigid Michelle gathered my soft skin behind my gland. And with short quick strokes of her hand and her persistent sucking made my heart start to throb and my breath to race again and as my muscles started squeezing her fingers again she coaxed another orgasm, and this time swallowed every drop of my sperm. I went limp all over just as my penis did this time, I was spent and Michelle knew it.

 

We sat there in my chair for a long time resting I know Michelle wasn’t spent but I was. I was also on my way to catching my second wind when Michele stood up.

 

“You can have me if you want. I think we are ready. Do you?” She sounded so warm yet detached.

 

“Oh Michelle if you feel okay with me touching you so intimately, I will try to make it good for you.” I warmly assured.

 

“I know you will.” She said as she stood back, “You can always look at this as a prize,” and she dropped her dress.

 

I had to look like an idiot as I sat there gaping, my words sticking in my throat.

 

Suddenly she shouted, “Oh! Gary! You don’t half to look so damned disappointed! Shit!” as she scurried gathering her dress back up.

 

“No…! Wait!” I stammered then shouted, “Michelle! Please wait… listen…! Will you!” I shouted and paused to see if she would respond and stop her rushing. As she stood there half clutching her dress around her with a tear in one eye I went on, “I’m not disappointed that you have a penis I swear! I’m disappointed that my girlfriend’s dick is bigger than mine! I still want you!”

 

I watched as both eyes filled with tears and a smile spanned her face. As Michelle stood she let her dress fall, and lifted her top off and stood before me naked. I was frightened and drawn at the same time. I was stunned to see a very beautiful woman with full sized breasts and nipples that are unmistakably feminine. I know that she has a very warm and wet vagina because I put my fingers in it. And now to look at her penis, and watch it turn hard, and its dripping tip glisteningly wet from her precum. I find myself confused by my thirsting for it, how my throat has turned pasty, and I trembled inside; I was as hungry for Michelle’s penis as I was for her vaginal lips.

 

“I want you… come here.” I sounded weak as my voice was stopping half way out of my throat then whispered, “Please!” and watched as she walked to me and cupped my face with her hands. My mouth filled with saliva as I sucked her gland into my mouth, it dribbled passed my lips. I thought how sweet her soft meat tastes, and I started moaning as if a terrible thirst was being quenched as I swallowed. I felt her body tremble in response to my sucking and milking her hardening shaft. I felt it flash rigid as my fingers found their way into her vagina, and my mouth filled with her juices. I sensed the change in their taste as they turned thick and coated my mouth. I felt my penis turn hard again, and my face burned as I pushed her penis into the back of my throat.

 

Briefly her grip tightened on my hair then as quickly she pulled her cock from my mouth then she climbed onto my chair straddling me and rubbed her hot juices on my hard penis and slipped my gland into her vagina without using her hands. Her vagina was so tight as I slipped into it I could feel her heart beating inside it. Then slowly she started lifting and dropping as she worked my penis deeper inside her and after my length was inside her she kissed softly at first then harder she coaxed my mouth open with her finger and slid her tongue into my mouth. I felt her hot breath gust from her nose and mouth as she kissed me. Her juices ran from her vagina between my legs and pooled under my fanny on the seat cushion, and her warm juices seeped from her penis and slickened my belly.

 

I knew Michelle was about to cum as she was taking longer strokes, her whole body was sweated and she was trembling. Then her vaginal muscles gripped me as they spasmed a loud sigh passed her mouth and then she groaned and her hot sperm gushed from her penis and splashed across my face and squirted over my chest and belly then squished between our legs. As the two of us sat there quietly I could feel her vaginal muscles squeezing my penis and then another surge of semen would spill from her gland. I hadn’t climaxed yet but I wasn’t worried it felt good just to be inside her feeling her vaginal juices weeping and mixing with her sperm. Michelle covered part of my chest and belly with her sperm or what ever it was that she ejaculated during her orgasm; it was so hot as it spilled onto me.

 

 

“Is it okay for me to sleep here?” She murmured.

 

“Yes.”

 

“Let’s go to bed I want to sleep with you!” Michelle cooed.

 

I was still hard as I pulled my penis from her vagina she kissed it and asked, “You need to cum again right now?”

 

“No I’m fine it doesn’t hurt I can wait. See.” I said as I pointed, “it has already started to soften.”

 

“I will get him hard again later.” Michelle assured.

 

As we walked into my bedroom I asked, “Michelle is it…do you want me to suck your penis again I mean I want to?”

 

“Well yea sure, but I still have a lot of my sperm in the canal.” She cautioned.

 

“That is okay I like the taste and I want to try to drink some of it.” I assured then asked, “Is it real sperm? Can you get a girl pregnant?”

 

“Yes and yes. I have gotten two of my girlfriends pregnant. And no I don’t have any children.” Michelle answered warmly.

 

“I have never seen so much sperm.” I exclaimed as I caught my breath, “Where are your testicles?”

 

“I my testicles are next to my two ovaries.” She explained adding, “My fallopian tubes are entwined with my spermatic cords and they all empty into my urethra at the same point, so when I ovulate I eject my ovum with my sperm or when I pee.”

 

I sucked her gland into my mouth. As drank her thick sperm I felt my stomach wrench from a few small gags, I stopped long enough to catch my breath and ask, “Have you ever gotten yourself pregnant?”

 

Michelle’s voice was shaky as she answered, “I have only a vaginal canal no cervix or uterus, and I do not produce the necessary enzymes for the sperm cell to enter the ovum.”

 

I leaned back to watch her juices seeping out as I milked her rigid shaft and marveled at how much her seminal fluid looked like my own and asked, “Do you get more amorous when you ovulate?”

 

 She shuddered as I slipped her penis back into my mouth She turned quiet as her penis turned hard again and she moved her hips back and forth slightly matching the movements of my head.

 

Michelle tangled her fingers in my hair and pushed her penis into the back of my mouth just far enough to tickle my gag reflex and answered with a voice trembling from desperation, “Yes sometimes it depends on whom I am with and how I feel about them. When I awoke this morning I knew I had been ovulating because, I was dizzy with desire and my penis was so hard it hurt and like now being with you makes me want to cum and cum, you know if you keep doing what you are doing I will cum in your mouth.”

 

I looked up and holding her gland against my cheek I said, “I want you to cum and cum and cum.” I sucked the head back into my mouth, and she pushed it in until I gagged then backed it out just a bit.

 

Again she turned quiet as I steadily massaged her gland with my mouth and shaft with my two hands. I knew she was close to cumming by how her penis throbbed in my hand and by how much of her hot juice was flowing into my mouth. Michelle started gasping and moaning loudly and gripping my head tightly and her sperm splashed from my mouth and ran down my cheeks and throat. I tried to swallow as much as I could but so much spewed out so fast that most of it ran down my chin and onto my belly. As the gushing turned to a slow trickle I thought how hot her sperm was, and how sweet it tasted, and how smooth it felt as I swallowed it. Suddenly I was wracked with by gagging heaves and coughs.

 

“You went too deep too fast, and swallowed too much.” Michelle calmed assuringly then cajoled, “You made me cum really good! You made me feel really good, you did really good, come on lets lay down for a while and rest.” She warmly coaxed.

 

As we lay down I felt her slip her dick between my legs. It was still really hard and semen was still weeping when I reached down and held it then I asked, “You are still hungry aren’t you, and want to put it inside me don’t you?”

 

“Yes…Yes I am.” She whispered and warmly and quietly vowed, “Yes… I do. I do want you. I will take it easy.” Michelle assured me.

 

“It is going to hurt isn’t it?” I asked in a shaky voice, as I knew it was going to hurt but still I wanted her to put it inside me.

 

“Yes it will… at first. I will be as gentle as I can. It will gradually start to feel good.” She quietly consoled and asked, “Do you have some lubricant?”

 

“Yes. It is in the bathroom I will go get it, I have to pee anyway.” I said as I got up trembling from uncertainty. My stream was restricted but steady as I finished I felt a quiver of anticipation in my stomach and a warm feeling wash over me as I walked back to my room. There she was sitting up on her knees smiling warmly and patting the bed next to her where she wanted me to lay down.

 

“Here lay down face down.” She directed softly.

 

I could here urgency in her voice like she really wanted me and when I asked, “Is it me or just my virginity you want?” I was gazing at her erect penis bobbing as she talked.

 

“I want you… and your virginity to be mine.” She whispered.

 

As I lay down she poured some lubricant on my anus and worked it in with her fingers, then covered my penis and scrotum with a liberal amount. Then coaxed me on my side poured some into my hand then said as she slipped her hard penis between my legs, “I want you to rub my head with penis.” So for a few minutes I rubbed our two penises together until I started to get hard then her hand joined mine.

 

“I think it might be easier if I were half on the floor and half on the bed.” I suggested. I was being swept away by my thirst for Michelle and my desire to make it good for her.

 

“You are right it will be easier to start with.” Michelle agreed then persuaded, “I just thought you would feel more at ease laying down.”

 

So we slowly shifted our knees to the floor and I lay across the top of the bed. Michelle started to massage my penis with one hand rubbing her gland between my cheeks with the other. She was so hard and I was so lubed up it slipped right in when she pushed. My heart started pounding in my ears and the both of us were sweating.

 

Michelle moved her mouth to my ear and whispered, “I want you to grunt hard and try to push me out when you feel me pushing in and when I say to suck it in, you suck it in okay?”

 

“Will it help?” I said weakly. My heart was racing and my penis and testis were tingling. I could feel my precum seeping from my half hard penis.

 

“Yes. That will help me enter you” She whispered and kissed my ear and nibbled the lobe and pushed her penis firmly into my anus. I ached as I grunted straining to push her penis out of me yet it slipped in a little each time she would bear down. Then she hissed ‘now’ as I sucked in my anus in, her big dick slipped inward till I spasmed from the terrible pain.

 

“Ouwach…!” I groaned and shouted, “Stop…! Take it out…! Oh! It hurts it really…really hurts! Oh! Please stop it hurts!”

 

 The excruciating pain was causing me to beg her to stop and take it out. My bowels reacted with involuntary grunting trying even harder to expel her once she was partway inside me. I bucked underneath her to work my way out from under her but she held me firmly in place with one arm around my waist and one pushing me to the bed. Each time my spasms relaxed she shoved it in farther until she was all the way in.

 

“Shh… Ssshhh I’m in you… Ssshhh its in… Ssshhh, baby… I’m in you now… Ssshhh, baby…” Michelle calmed and I felt my muscles responding to her shushing as if I were opening up.

 

Even with my eyes filling with tears from the hurt I started loving her penis as it moved inside me, it still hurt as she slid it in and out of me but it felt good too. I loved her tender kisses to my ear and neck. Then she started working its full length inside me taking long slow thrusts. As Michelle drove her cock into me I felt my juices spilling from my penis into Michelle’s hand.

 

As I started moving into her thrusts my bowels would strain against her inward motion, and I felt like I was having little orgasms as she withdrew it. She kept it inside me like a man would to a woman as she worked it in and out. I could feel our juices trickling down my legs as she coaxed me to my feet. My whole body was burning; the room was spinning, my legs were weak, and my anus was rhythmically gripping and releasing her penis.

 

“Oh…! Michelle this feels so wonderful…!” I purred as I leaned back into her arms. I closed my eyes and felt her slick precum leaking from her gland and lubricate her rigid shaft as it oozed down allowing it to slip freely inside me no mater how tightly my muscles gripped at it.

 

I felt Michelle’s grip tighten around my waist as my legs turned to rubber, and her pistonning never slowed, all of my muscles in my stomach and bowels were constricting spasmodically, my breath caught in my throat as I tried to speak. The two of us slipped to the floor and as I lay across the foot of the bed I felt Michelle cup my semi hard penis in her hand and press it to my stomach. I gasped loudly as my semen spewed onto my belly and pooled on the bed under me while Michelle’s persistent motion inside me slowed then stopped.

 

“Lets work our way into bed.” She whispered and coaxed me off the floor with tender nudging.

 

“Oh Michelle this feels so wonderful in a strange nice way. I never dreamed a man could cum this way.” I sighed as we shuffled onto the top of the bed. I was so weak from my orgasm yet I managed to wriggle and shift with Michelle still pistonning inside me. My sperm was just leaking out in a small but constant flow.

 

“Stop! Be very still!” Michelle ordered then held her breath.

 

So I paused there motionless on my hands and knees, I felt her penis pulsing wildly inside me and I felt my bowels being filled with her hot thick cum. I knew by Michelle’s gusting breaths that we didn’t stop soon enough, and she was cumming. She just held it still deep inside me and let her cum flow into me. When we lay down I could feel her semen sloshing around inside me as we shifted to our sides then we covered ourselves up with the blankets a few minutes later. As I lay on my side I felt her penis turn flaccid then grow hard and throb inside me, then turn soft again.

 

I was awakened from my dream again to Michelle’s tender kisses on my ear and neck. My penis had swelled and turned rigid in her hand like Michelle’s penis was inside my bowels. I know I was sleeping but for how long I was unsure I just knew I loved what was happening to me. I felt my muscles squeezing her penis as it pistoned inside. I felt her hot breath blowing on my neck and her sperm sloshing inside me as she coaxed me to lie onto my belly. Her penis slipped so far in it pushed her semen out and it hurt me again deep inside my stomach.

 

I bucked my buttocks up from the pain and tried to wriggle from underneath her, but Michelle wrapped her arms around my waist and pushing me to the bed with her chest, positioning me firmly underneath her with her penis deep inside me. She pulled it out a little and started making long fast thrusts into my bowels. She began gasping loudly as she neared another orgasm. I could hear her sperm sloshing and feel its smooth wetness as Michelle’s penis pistoned inside me. Then her thrusting became spasmodic, and her breath gust from her mouth and then her hot sperm exploded into me. I could feel her cock flexing and squirting her hot cum into me as she grunted, and struggled for breath. I felt her sperm flowing out and squishing between us and down over my scrotum as her penis thrusted inward. With one last thrust she pushed it in deep and gasped, I could feel her sperm welling up inside then spill out, and then she dropped to my back, limp.

 

We lay there quietly I felt Michelle’s penis turn flaccid inside me while mine turned hard again from her massaging. I could feel her sperm as it seeped out passed her penis as she pressed her body tighter to me. I pushed myself up on my knees slightly as I neared another orgasm. Michelle scooped her semen from my scrotum and rubbed it on my turgid shaft then started taking longer and faster strokes and made me cum again. It felt so strangely good, my rectal muscles squeezing her penis as I orgasmed. My sperm didn’t start to flow out until I relaxed from my orgasm, then it spilled out onto her hand.

 

It was so clear to me as I watched the sky turn red from the sun, and the bright red outlines of the angry storm clouds racing by the window, how we meet people for a reason, and how our choices effect change in our lives, and either lead us to more and a better set of choices or to the bleaker choice of the lesser of the two evils. I almost made a mistake by stubbornly standing by a poor relationship. I was glad to

have never had a gay experience and doubly glad that my first time was with Michelle.

 

As I started to drift off to sleep again I squeezed Michelle’s hand and asked, “Do you want to come back here again?”

 

“Yes I do very much.” She sighed dreamily.

 

 

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