Sitting back down I watched as Miss. Tailor finished up talking to another student and when they left and the room was quite just leaving me and Miss. Tailor. Miss Tailor began “I’m not going to sugar coat this for you, Seann, you will fail my class. Even if you made a 115 on the next test it will still put you average below a D. And I know you think that being a senior and passing your others classes that we will just over look an elative like Sex Ed, right?” I was not sure what to say. “ Umm, yea…” Was all I could get out. Miss Tailor continued “Well, I’m not going to allow it, I will hold you back and make you miss graduation and since this class is not offered in the summer I will see you here again next year while all your friends are off at collage. Oh, and don’t think you can make me feel guilty for doing it because it would be your fault entirely.” “What, why?” I was filled with anxiety; I couldn’t believe that would come true or that Miss. Tailor would be the reason I miss graduation. “What can I do about it now? I’ll do anything just pass me” I demanded. A slight smile slid across Miss. Tailor face. “Don’t worry, I wouldn’t tell you all of this if I didn’t have a way for you to redeem yourself.” This was good news that I was happy to apply with. “Ok how do I redeem myself” I said. “I’m not going to tell you how right now, I’ll just tell you that if you want to pass my class you are going to have to do what I say when I say it, ok. And if I have to repeat in more than once your will insanely fail my class. Do you agree?” I look at her for a moment, she stared me right in the eye. I knew she meant business and that I would have to do everything she told me but I didn’t have a choice. “OK, I’ll do it” I said. “Good, I had a feeling you would agree to my offer. Come with me into my office.” Her office was on the far side of the class room. It was a narrow window less room that was only lit by one overhead light. As she took out her key to unlock the door she asked” When did you last masturbate?” “What?” I said. ”When did you last ejaculate your penis?” she asked again. Seeing that she really wanted me to answer I told her “Last night before going to bed” She said nothing. The door opened and we walked into a dark room. She turned on the over head light, her desk was pushed up against a wall and a covered table of some sort was in the middle of the room where she leaned against and faced me. I was about to ask her about the table when she said “Now shut the door and I want you to remove your clothes”. “What?” I asked. “Do I need to repeat my self?” she said with a dark tone. I took a deep breath and took off my shirt, kicked off my sandals and dropped my shorts. I look up at her again. “Well?” she said. I let my boxers fall to the ground as I watch her eyes drop from my face to my cock. “That’s quite a big penis you have, too bad you don’t know how to use it” she said. I didn’t respond to her comment. My focus was on the covered table. “What‘s the table for?” I asked. She stated “If you want me to tell you, you are going to have to beg”. “Beg, how?” “On your knees licking and sucking my toes, begging for me to tell you” she smiled and sat on the table letting her legs hand down. There was a pause and with a smirk she said “Well?” I couldn’t image myself sucking and licking her feet but I had to do it. I stepped forward and dropped to my knees. I took her left foot by the heel and removed her shoe. I kiss her toes a few times, “Lick” she demanded. I ran my tong over the top of her toes than again along the bottom. I lifted her foot up and kissed her heel and ran my tong to her toes. “Now suck” she said and as my tong got to her toes my mouth closed around them and I sucked them, moving from one side to the other sucking all five toes. “Good, now my right foot.” I let her left foot dangle and I removed her right shoe. I wasted no time kiss her foot and ran my tong all over her toes. She gave out a moan and I took that as a sign to suck her toes. She giggled and pulled her toes out of my mouth. “That’s a good boy, now are you still wondering about the table?” “Yes” I said, she moved off the table and stood to the side and with a flick of the arm uncovered it. I stood up to see a doctor’s exam table but it had wrist strap and other strap on it. I was scared to look at it and my fear only got worse. Miss. Tailor pulled out the black stirrups and both stirrup had ankle strap on it. I couldn’t breathe out of fear of hearing what Miss. Tailor said next. “Now get on the table and I’ll strap you in.” I stared to take a few steps back, “I can’t” was all I could say. She walked over to me and put a hand on my shoulder. “Seann, if you don’t get on the table I’ll fail you, now you don’t want that. Besides it will all be over vary quickly, I promise” I like the fact that she didn’t demand I get on the table and with the smile she gave me I felt she was telling the truth, besides I had no choice. I sat on the table and laid back, Miss Tailor strap my wrist down then putting my legs in the stirrup and strap my ankles down. Now that I was in, her smile changed and a panic tock over me, I wish I could have gotten up and left but it was too late for that. Her hands moved over my body, she took my cock in her hand and gave it a good squeeze, making me really hard. Next her hand dropped and I felt a finger push against my ass hole. “There it is” and with that she walk to her desk and opened a drawer, I saw her remove a few items and I heard the opening of a bottle. She turned around holding a green butt plug and a bottle of lube. After spreading the lube all over the plug she approached me. “You know where this is going” she said lining it up with my ass hole. “please don’t I’ll…” was all I could get out before she sank the plug into my ass. I let out a loud cry of pain as I struggle to break free “Oh, god it hearts”. “Just except it” she replayed. She reached down and with one hand removed her shirt to revile a black see-through bra. He other hand continued to move the plug in and out of ass. “That feels better, now are you liking you butt plug?” “No! Please stop!” as pain rippled through my ass up to my body. “Well” she said “if you like this you are going to love what I do next.” There was a pause. “When I fuck you in your ass” I couldn’t speak, I couldn’t move and I didn’t want to believe that I was going to get fuck by my sexy Sex Ed teacher. She left the plug in and she used both hands to take off her long skirt. It fell to the floor and warring nothing but a black thong and bra walk back over to the desk. I watch a she picked up a strap-on with a huge dido on it. She put it on and walked back to me “Am I big enough for you” she said and removed the plug. “Will it heart?” I sheepishly asked? “Of course it will, now relax so I can get this in you”. I felt the head of the monster push against my ass hole. With a pop it went in, it was massive and my ass griped ever inch of it. She took hold of my legs and with a might push sunk it in deep. I gave out a loud cry “OH GOD, OH GOD please stop I can’t take any more”. “Yes you can, just relax here comes more” Her dido filled my ass and with another might push more of her cock managed to force its way in. Tears rolled down my face as the pain was unbearable. With it all the way in she gave me a wink and I watched as her bra dropped to the floor, her C tits bounced out as she ran her hand over them, then she polled half of her dido out to only force it back in again. I could only moan in pain with each thrust. “You like getting fuck by your teacher don’t you?” She exclaimed as she quicken her pace. “Say you like it!” She demanded. “I like it.” I said. “like what, say what you like” She demanded again. “I like getting fuck by be Sex Ed teacher!” “Why” she asked. “Because, because you fills my ass with your cock” I thought this is what she wanted to hear. “No, because you are bad boy, that’s why I’m fucking you.” My ass was now getting use to the dido and I could think somewhat. “Do you get it?” She said, “yes” I replied. “Do you want me to stop?” “Yes” I said. “Fine I’ll stop but I’m not done with you, besides I know you will love what I have next for you.” With that she stepped backwards and her dido slid out leaving my ass open and on fire. She went back to the desk and slid the strap-on off. Pulling out a few other items I couldn’t see, I heard the snap of latex gloves being put on. She came back and stood in between my legs. With her right hand she held my cock up in the air. She lowered her head and flicked her tong over my balls. Then in one motion ran her tong up the bottom of my cock and when her tong reached the head she took my whole cock into her mouth. The pain I once had was over run with pleaser. She closed her eyes and bobbed her head up and down giving me an amazing blowjob. Then in an instance took my cock out of her mouth and ran her hand up and down my saliva covered cock. “Did you enjoy me sucking you off?” she asked. “Yes please do it again” I responded, her hand kept massaging my cock. “I’m sorry but I’m not going to, but if you like I could tell you what I have planed for you next.” Not sure what to say I asked a safe question “do I need to know what you have planed?” “No, but you might want to prepare yourself for it” she said this with a smile and I had to know what was next. “Ok, what do you have next for me?” “I’m glad you asked, I’m giving you a hand job and when you ejaculate I’m going you collect you’re cum into a shot glass and you are going to drink it.” “No, I …” she cut me off saying “have you ever tasted your cum before?” “No” I said. “Well, in a little bit you’re going to find out what you’ve been missing” she was now massaging my cock with both of her hands and the pleaser grew. “You can’t make me” I shouted. “I’m not going to make you, your going to drink your cum of your own free will.” She said and walked over to the head of the table. “Just lay your head back and relax…” with that she pushed my head back against the table and ran a strap over my forehead leaving me unable to move my head, “…you‘ll be drinking it shortly.” She returned to giving me a hand job. I could only look up into the light and feel as the pleasure she was giving me grow. Now using both hands again she quickened her pace and I moaned in pleasure. “OH God, that feels so fucking good! Please don’t make me drink it.” I moaned. She said nothing. The pleasure grew and in an instance my hips buckled and Miss. Tailor pointed my cock at my chest as I exploded my load on it. One stream after another shot out then my cum just rolled down my cock. I was breathless as I felt her take her hands off my limping cock and replace it with what felt like the edge of a spoon. She first scoped up my cum that was on my cock and balls then I felt the spoon slide across my chest collecting the cum that landed there. “There we go, that’s all of it” she said. Standing behind my head I watched as she raised the shot glass above my head, it was almost full with my milky white cum. “Are you ready to drink your cum?” she asked. “No please don’t” I begged. “It’s almost over just open your mouth wide” she said. “I’m not going to” I said trying to keep my mouth as closed as possible. “If you don’t I’ll fail you, now open your mouth.” I had no choice and after a deep breath I opened my mouth. “That’s a good boy” as she poured my cum into my mouth. It rolled down my tong and into the back of my throat. It was warm and it had a horrible taste, I wanted to spit it back out but as soon as the shot glass was empty Miss. Tailor forced my mouth shut. I felt my cum roll around in my mouth and I couldn’t stand the taste of it. “Do you like the taste of your own cum?...” she said was a sarcastic smile. “…Now swallow it.” I didn’t want to but when she started to massage my throat I couldn’t resists. I swallowed. It went down hard and there was still cum left in my mouth. “Swallow again” she insisted. I swallowed again and I wanted it to be over. Miss. Tailor smiled as she said “that a good boy, I think you learned your lesson.” She smiled and unhooked the strap holding my head down. Miss. Tailor leaned in for a kiss, her tong swirled around in my mouth. As if she was tasting my cum in my mouth. She broke the kiss off and said “Have a happy graduation.”

Anyway, my parents were huge neurotics. You'd think a caterer and a security manager would be a bit more loose, but hell no! They worried about things they shouldn't've, and I suffered in social standing because of this. They were the types that censored what I read and watched, so I was sheltered for quite a while. (Hell, they had trouble with me seeing PG-13 movies!) As I said, I suffered. I didn't have posters of my favorite hunks and actresses, like normal girls, I didn't have a phone in my room; I wasn't allowed anything my parents were quick to label "disturbing to my youth and morals". Yeah right. Fortunately, like most girls, I had my dirty little secrets well hidden, among them a Playgirl mag and some lingerie I bought after my birthday.

School was a month in, when we got the letter. My Aunt Sheila (who was older then my mom, who was getting gray hairs already) was getting married ("at last," my mom said) and the wedding was in two weeks. Normally this wouldn't be so bad, but where my aunt lived was back in Texas. Almost immediately, I was not going.

Not that I wanted too. I didn't know most of our family well anyway, but I was insulted that I wasn't even being considered to go. ("You have your school work to maintain" was my dad's line, "you'd most likely be bored anyway" was my mom's, but, personally, I think she didn't want Aunt Sheila's eccentricity to rub off me) So it was decided, without me, that they would hire a babysitter. HELLO?! I'm fucking fifteen and they don't trust me in my own home!? But they blocked out my protests and spent the rest of week packing for Texas and trying to find a sitter. I, at least, had the satisfaction of hearing a few people laugh at them for asking (they side stepped local people for "profession" agencies, who I found out don't sit for kids over 11!)

At the last day, when they were actually considering taking me with them, my mom triumphantly got off the phone with a winner. Seems their old friend's daughter was back from college on an early fall break and "she'd be so happy to sit for our little Chris (me)". Joy. At least I knew the girl. Rachel had graduated two years ago, but the last time I had even seen her was when I was ten, at some stupid company picnic. She was not exactly what one could call a "looker". She had geek written on her in permanent marker; not so much skinny as out-right lankly, sun frizzled wire hair, dark skin almost like bark, no chest what so ever to speak of, and those weird half dollar glasses that parents seem to find like a metal detector.

Sunday came, and my parents left for the airport. I was told Rachel would be here at one o'clock, so I had until then to myself. (Which I think freaked my parents to leave me alone for so long, but their flight was early and they had no choice) As soon as they were out the door, and sufficient time had passed as they wouldn't be coming back, I was upstairs changing into my two piece bikini and ready to sacrifice myself to the golden sun. After some time outside (with no tan lines) I went inside to change back into some shorts and a tank top. I raided the fridge and waited for that last, crucial, hour. Finally the damn knock came, and I answered the door.

At first I wondered if the person had a wrong address, or was trying to sell something.

"Chrissy!" was all I heard before I enveloped in a hug by this 6 foot nothing beauty.

"Rachel? Is that...what...You look-" hell I was lost. Rachel had always been taller then me (one of those age difference things) but now she had six inches on me. And that was the least of the changes. Her skin now had a smooth complexion and was this lovely oaken brown. The gangly, chopstick thin girl I knew was somehow now built like a starting body builder, had breasts each the size of half a melon, and hair that reached her shoulders in a wave of black curls.

"Yeah, it's me girl," she said as she did a full turn around so I could see it all. "Late bloomer and all! College was great for me!"

And how! She was wearing skin hugging jeans, a stomach showing shirt, and a small jacket. She still wore glasses, but they were now these stylish upside down triangle things. Shit, you watch those stupid Cinderella stories on TV, but you never really see them in real life! Damn this girl was hot!

Wait a minute. What did I just say? No, no, she is not hot. Yes, she looks good, but I will not think of her in that way. I like guys...don't I?

Well, if I did, she was good reason to sway to the other side. I helped her inside, showed her to her room (my parents'), the kitchen, and all that. Over microwave dinners she told me stories of college; frat parties, classes, assholes, and (to my shock) the sorority she had joined. She was just amazing, with all these exciting stories, that we stayed up all that first night just giggling like we were at some slumber party.

Suddenly I wasn't anxious for my parents to come back next Wednesday. Between school hours, Rachel was a one-person party. We went out to eat, caught a movie, and just got to know each other again. I never thought I'd be having this much (hell, any) fun with this girl. What I didn't know was my fun was about to escalate.

Come Friday there was a concert downtown. A local band, good enough to have been played on the radio, had been booked for one of the few teen clubs in town. Rachel, while I was at school, had scored tickets and a ride for. Once I got home, we spent a good two hours in preparation.

With not a real selection of what could be called "club" clothes, I had to mix and match was I had in my drawers to look good. Remember, my parents were tight-asses to anything cool, so I was limited. I ended up with white, khaki material pants that hung loose on my legs then flared at my ankles; a tight black shirt that after I walked for a moment showed my navel, and a white unbuttoned dress shirt I stole from my dad's closet. Using just a touch of that colored gel, I highlighted my hair in some white streaked spikes. Making sure I looked good in the mirror (including a kissy face at myself for luck) I went to check on Rachel.

Rachel...damn, the girl knew how to dress. With more color then I had to work with, she had chosen wisely. A light green tank top that, I swear to god, literally just hung off the edges of her boobs, an orange short-sleeved unbuttoned overshirt, and dark forest green pants that hugged her tight ass. The pants were slid far down on her hips, any further and they'd fall off, with what I saw to be a lime green thong climbing up above the pants. Without thinking, I starting to imagine what those pants hid from me.

No, no, NO! I am not gay! She...she just looks good!

We rode with her friend Jessica to the club, danced to the garage band-pop-grunge music (which really wasn't that bad) on stage, and had fun. I felt a little out of sorts in the club, since most people were more around Rachel's age, but she stood up for me, saying I was just short for my age. At times I just sat back and admired how she moved to the beat, the way her hair spun into her face, the lack of any jiggle in her butt, the bounce of her breasts...

...wait a minute.

When it came time to leave (when the club finally closed) we discovered Jessica had taken off already with some guy she had meet during the dancing. So we were left without transportation back to my house, which was a few miles away.

We could've walked (hey, neither of us was out of shape) but with how dark it was, and the way the sky was looking, Rachel suggested we find a ride. (Truth be told, I didn't want to walk home either) Scrounging what money we had left between us, we took a late bus home. It started raining on the ride and was an outright downpour when we finally got to a stop close to home. Turned out that stop was still about five minutes away, and as soon as we stepped of the bus we were drenched.

Rachel seemed to love it. All the houses were dark all around us, both of us were soaking wet, and all she could do was throw up her arms and spin and laugh. I was treated to this gorgeous view her breasts, her shirt so completely wet it stuck to her like a second skin. I could see everything, including nipples that stuck out like...burr, I got shivers just watching her. Shaking my head to clear it, I laughed, gave her a little push, and soon we were racing home in a half-serious run. We noticed a lack of lights, but didn't care too much.

We got inside and the lights were out. I tried flipping the switch a few times, but when I saw our microwave in the kitchen was out, I knew the power was gone and I just gave up. A flash outside lit the house, and we could see how wet we really were. Our hair, once well kept and stylish, was now plastered to our head, my white gel totally gone. Our clothes were almost worse; everything stuck to us like velcro (I think I ruined my dad's shirt) and don't even get me started on our shoes.

"Guess we got a bit drizzled on, eh?" Rachel giggled. Her giggle was cute, but drowned when the thunder came. We both screamed, then laughed at ourselves for being such scariedy cats.

"Let's get the bathroom, and out of these clothes," I offered, pulling my shirt to show how well stuck it was.

"Right, right," she said, and led the way. We missed the door the first time, but got in after a quick backtrack. My parents, neuroticity coming in handy for once, had bought a few of those touch lights and put one in the bathroom. With that we could at least see what we were doing. Rachel wasn't at all shy about stripping down, pulling her shirt off as soon as we were in.

I couldn't believe it! She hadn't worn a bra all night! Her chest was right there in front of me, the nipples just pointing at me, and I had to contain the urge lick my lips. She then worked on her pants, which gave a bit more trouble. They refused to pull down easy, so while I was taking my own shirt and sports bra off, I had this view of her wiggling her tight ass right in my face. God, I wanted to be those pants, and what I wanted to do to that as-

NO!! STOP THINKING LIKE THAT!!

I quickly finished pulling off my pants and we threw our wet clothes into the bathtub to be forgotten. Neither of us had taken our panties off, so I was treated to yet another wonderful sight. The bikini-like thong was pulled into a high V hanging off her hips, pulling the material a bit taunt. They too were wet, and stuck so bad to her smooth skin I could easy see the contours of her lips even in the bad lighting. With no shadows, I realized she shaved down there. Without thinking, I ran a finger against my own smooth crotch. Startled, I forced my eyes away and turned the caress into a move to pick up my socks.

"See ya," I said, making for the door.

"G'night," she said as she walked to my parents room, three doors down.

I got into my room and shut the door, then leaned against it as I tried to control what I was thinking. My mind was racing with thoughts, few decent, and I was scared. My breathing was suddenly husky and deep. I couldn't understand why I was thinking this way, I was sure I liked guys like this. I also couldn't understand why I was suddenly thinking of my soccer teammates when we're in the locker room, or why I remembered accidentally seeing Kristen's, our center, bush when she bent over.

I couldn't think straight, so I forced myself to change for bed. I pulled the last article of clothing from my body and for some reason decided to pull my shoebox out from under my bed. This was wh????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????"Hmm?" she looked down, a bit woozy from the romantic air. "What dear?""What are we? Are we, like, girlfriends now, do we ca????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????g at something far ahead. I was a little afraid of what she going to say, but I trusted her. How could I not after all this?over my hardening nipples. Looking down I could see them stick through the thin material, small dark circles just barely being seen through. I tweaked them quickly before sliding the thong up my legs. A little like Rachel's, the straps came up high and if I wasn't careful, the small crouch bottom would be sucked right in my pussy.

The rain outside hadn't let up a bit, and was now peppered with lightning and thunder, which was getting louder and louder. It was just a bit creepy, but almost nice. I had always liked the rain. I watched the water run down my window before I got into bed (once in, I did have to pull the thong out of my pussy) and just pulled the first sheet over me. For all the rain, the night was damn hot. I hate humidity.

I was almost asleep when I head an "eep" behind me at the next thunder boom. My eyes were fuzzy from that almost-sleep state, but I could tell Rachel was in my room.

"Huh? R-R-*yawn* Rachel? What are you doing?" I managed to get out, not even really bothering to turn over to see what she wanted.

"Um," she said, at least being kind and whispering too, "I...I kinda hate lightning. It scares me." At that, I almost did turn over to look to her, but I didn't. "Can I sleep with you?"

I was silent. After a whole week of these strange thoughts almost ruining my time with her, she wanted to get into the same bed.

"Um...sure, sure," I chuckled, trying to sound like a tease, but my voice was catching. "Just don't snore." That made her laugh a bit, and slid under as I moved over. Together, we laid like next to each other for near five minutes without moving. Slowly I started to adjust, and again closed my eyes. That's when I felt her hand.

It had draped itself over my side, her palm resting on my abs. Okay, I thought, she tosses a bit in her sleep. I was okay with this, until her hand pulled me closer to her. "Mmm, that's nice," I heard her mumble. I was like some kind of teddy bear to this girl! Rachel pulled me all the way against her, her breasts pushing into my back. It took a minute, but I realized I could feel skin. Two hard pokes. She wasn't wearing anything!! This was only confirmed when her leg moved over mine and I felt too-smooth skin and pouty lips on my back thigh. Okay, now I was freaking out a little. My heart was running pace laps, I wasn't moving, I couldn't do anything. Before I knew it, though, I was starting to relax in her arms. I even shocked myself by snuggling up against her. Her nipples were digging into my back, and I loved the feeling.

Then her hand cupped my breast. Shifting my head just a little, I whispered, "What are you doing?"

"Taking a chance girl," she whispered back, her breath breezing down my neck. She almost sounded scared. "I...I'm sorry. But you just, just look so nice, and the way I feel..." her voice died away as her other hand came around and cupped my other boob. They moved away, and I felt my bra moving with it. The fox had unhooked my bra without my realizing it! She tossed the material away and replaced her hands right were they were. I shivered quickly, enjoying her cool hands more then I should've.

"I..," her voice came again, "I like you. And if you'll let me...I can show you how much." She almost sounded like she would cry, but it was also seductive. I was so scared, my heart had moving on to beating like a hummingbird, but at the same time I knew this felt right. More right then when I was with Nick, more right then when I tried to unzip his pants. This was real.

Slowly, I moved my hands up onto hers. I heard her take a small breath, then start to take her hands away. Before she could get away, I pulled her hands back, harder, onto my small breasts, silently moaning at how good they felt there. She paused, then started to rub. I pressed my back into her chest, and she complied by rubbing just a bit harder. My nipples were hardening; I could feel it under her palms. She did too, I guess, because with her nails she slowly ran them up and over the tips. I shuddered.

"If...you want me to stop," I heard her whisper, her voice beginning to lose that scared edge and becoming more husky, "just say so. I won't force this." I nodded, my eyes closed, and just enjoyed what she was doing. Her hands started to knead my boobs. I couldn't stand not doing anything any longer, and grabbed around behind me wildly. My hands found her ass, and I just clamped on. She jumped a bit, rubbing her pussy up my leg, but kept at her administrations.

I played with her butt, massaging it, kneading it like dough, and was rewarded now and then with a stifled moan. She got more adventurous, when while one hand cupped and flicked at a nipple, her other hand started to roam down. Rachel traced my stomach, circling my navel, driving me absolutely nuts. Her fingers walked down my lower stomach, and came to my neither regions. In a flash, I grabbed her hand.

"What?" She sounded worried.

"It's just...I've..." How do I tell this beautiful girl that I've never even masturbated before, let alone let anyone else touch me down there. Whenever Nick had tried it, I claimed I had cramps. This far along, I don't think it'd work that well with her. Slowly, hand shaking just a little, I spread my hand over hers and pressed down against the small, thin underwear. Her hand was a little cold, but it felt great. "I've never...gotten this far...and.."

"You're scared," she finished. She chuckled, but it was low and a bit sexy. "I was too, my first time. But Angel was nice and slow...so just let me do the same." Rachel's fingers began their wandering again, tracing light lines all across my inner thighs, alongside my lips, tickling the edge of my ass hole. The thong stopped her from direct contact in some places, but that made it feel even better. She never went straight for the heat source, instead she drove me up the wall with her foreplay.

"God..." my voice was low, getting more sultry. "Stop teasing me..." She giggled and took my hand. With her's on top, she guided my fingers to my juice hole. I shook a bit, but let her keep working her magic. Rachel ran my own finger the length of my cunt, making every hair on my body shiver with the electricity. She then pushed my own finger under the silken material and into the moist hole.

My whole body seemed to melt, I had never felt anything like this. I never knew it was so warm, and my vaginal walls automatically tightened around my finger. Rachel seemed to know what to do, thankfully, and pulled my hand up a bit then pushed back down. After a few more times, I got the rhythm, and she let me go on. I loved this feeling, this new energy. After letting me go off on my own for a few minutes, she slowed my hand and pulled it out. I almost felt ready to collapse, this was wearing me out too soon. Her hand on my wrist, Rachel guided my hand up around to her mouth. Her tongue licked the side of my middle finger, the one I had been using. She kissed the tip, and continued to lick all around the digit. To end it, she sucked the whole finger into her mouth, let it go, and kissed the end.

I loved this girl.

After this little event, I decided I wanted to take a risk. Being Rachel had several inches on me, her head was above mine. Stretching my arm up, I slide my hand and fingers through her hair. On impulse, she looked down. When she did, I stretched my head up and locked lips. It was like a new burst of energy. Her lips were a bit salty, but soft and moist. I loved the feeling I got from her. I had kissed my boyfriend Nick a few times, but his lips were always chapped and cracked and hard, and he kissed very rough. My jaw sometimes hurt afterwards. But with Rachel...

She seemed a bit surprised I was the one who had taken that step, and her eyes were wide for just a moment, before she was leaning into it; enjoying the my taste I guess. I felt something along my lips and opened them just a bit. Her tongue darted in. I was surprised that time, but instead of pulling away I quickly pushed into it. Our tongues went against each other, I sucked her's into my mouth, she did the same, and we went on like that for some time. While we made out, her hand started moving again down by my pussy. She was done with foreplay for the moment, and her fingers went straight in, pulling the thong aside. I moaned loud, and the feeling between it and our lips made us even hotter and more excited. Rachel paused when she felt my clit, and pinched it just a little. I groaned and moved my hips into her hand. She inserted a finger and started to thrust it in and out, slowly picking up speed. Her finger was going in faster, more fast then mine had gotten to. She slipped in another, stretching my walls a bit but not stopping. I won't have let her anyway.

I wanted this to last. But then I felt her finger tips touch something I knew was going to be there. We broke the kiss, while she ran her fingers along the barrier inside me. Rachel seemed to look down at me, trying to figure out what to do. For a moment, a scary long moment, I thought she was going to stop.

"I think I need more play time," Rachel purred, and got up to a kneeling position. I thought I had to as well, but she pushed me back to the bed when I tried. "No, no, little kitten," she leaned down near my ear. "You stay right here." She stood, allowing me a quick, darken look at her body, before she walked out of the room. I didn't argue, my body was still catching up to what was happening and leaving my mind in the dust. I closed my eyes, remembering all the feelings she was having on me. There was a thump beside the bed and Rachel was back, standing from the floor.

"Wha-" she placed a finger over my lips.

"You'll see later," she smiled, and leaned in for another kiss. After all that, no way was I letting her go that easily. I pulled her down, our kiss breaking for only a second for her to emit an "eep" of surprise, before she fell on me and our kiss continued. Now with more room to move, we hungrily went at each other, I held her head to mine with one hand while the other pressed our hips together. Unconsciously, we started a grinding motion against our crouches, and this only heightened everything else we were doing. With a breath, Rachel pulled herself off of me, taking in heavy breaths, straddling my body between her. During our kissing match, my head was pushed up closer to the headboard of my bed. Rachel had her legs on either side of me, and looking down I could see some slick moisture inside her legs. Her hair was a bit wild, her bangs falling in front of her face to cover one eye, and her lips were wet from a mixture of our saliva. God, she looked so damn hot.

With a wink from the eye I could see, she leaned over me and licked my ear. I moaned a bit, but she didn't stay there. She started to slowly kiss her way down my neck, over my shoulders. She took her time around my breasts, licking the shallow indent between the small mounds. But when she got to the nipples, she just attacked them! She sucked my whole right breast into her mouth! I gasped, held her head closer to the boob, breathing harder with every suck and lick.

"Good lord, Chris," she managed to say between her licking, "Your nipples are so fucking long! I love it!" I ran a hand up to the other breast and felt for myself. Geez, the end was more then half an inch up! It seemed to have thickened during the short time too. I was starting to lose myself, but I pinched my nipple regardless. I almost passed out, between Rachel and my own hand. Around this time I was starting to feel something build down near my stomach, but nothing I felt now was going to stop this. I had come too far for this.

While Rachel occupied herself with my boobs, I felt up her back. Muscle quivered under my touch, and I couldn't help but run my nailed fingers up and down her spine. She stopped her sucking (not to my liking) and shuddered, and seemed to have had enough of my breasts. She kissed each, giving the left nipple a little bite, and then continued her road trip down my stomach. I think she felt my stomach sink at the touch of her tongue, because she gave a long, slow lick down and up my belly button. From there she licked her way to my thighs, making little suction noises just inside them.

By now, I was going nuts; I wanted her and I wanted her bad. I wanted to clamp my legs over her head, but I knew that she was taking her time for me, and because of that love I held back. She didn't disappoint either. She quickly made her way down my legs but didn't go past the knee. She made her way back up and flicked her tongue just under the edge of the thong.

"Let's remove this obstacle," I barely heard her say. My panties by this time were soaked, lust juice making most of my inner thighs slick and the material dark and transparent. Her fingers came up and slowly hooked the material. She slid my panties down, off my legs and threw them to the other side of the room. My bare skin and pussy lips where open to her, all for her. She smiled at me, this sexy little secret smile, and from my navel kissed her way back down. This time she didn't ver away and I felt her lips at the top of my pussy. I was shaking with need, but she seemed oblivious. Like with her finger, she traced the length with her tongue, making me groan, "Go, baby, go for it." She giggled, and kissed the middle of my mound. That was it, I was tired of waiting. I trust my hips up, catching her off guard and her mouth open. I felt her tongue enter the slit and I fell back to the bed with this intense pleasure, more powerful then when her fingers had gone in.

She seemed ready for this. She dove into my pussy like it was the eternal fountain, soon lapping at my spurting juices. I felt that strange pressure just above her administrations, and again couldn't figure out what I felt. She nibbled at my clit, pulling just with her teeth, making me jump every time. But it was soon lost to her tongue, which I swear was six inches long itself. Rachel stretched it as far she could, the swished it around inside. I was close to bucking, but was careful to not hurt Rachel. She was licking faster and faster, my breaths turning to gasps.

"Fuck Rachel, keep going," I was near shouting, "Eat me, suck my pussy!" I was loving this! Then I felt something new. "Oh! OH! Rachel, I...I...ooOOOOOHHHHHHhhhh!!!" I just suddenly felt this huge release, and that pressure was just gone. I felt this tidal wave of pleasure just shoot through me, my pussy suddenly spurting with my cum juice. Rachel kept her head there, letting me cover her face and boobs. She also kept licking, sucking like a vacuum until I couldn't move anymore. I just laid on the bed, trying to get my breath back, staring down at Rachel with just love in my eyes.

"Did you like that?" she asked in a shy, vixen-like voice. Her face was running with white globs, my cum a mask on her lower face. She smiled, licking her tongue all around her mouth, sucking up anything that was within reach.

"What do you think?" I retorted, waving my hand for her to come closer. She obliged, moving up to my mouth. I got a good taste of myself in that kiss; almost no real taste at all, but then there was this strange sweetness at the same time. I kissed her, then started to peck-kiss all around her eyes, mouth, nose, everywhere I had left a mess. Between my cleanup, Rachel kept kissing me, sucking what in my mouth back into her's. The sucking reminded me of a prize I had yet to take.

I slide down under Rachel while she supported herself on all fours. I kissed my way all down her collarbone then came face to face with her breasts. I felt a shiver run through me, I wanted these two orbs so bad. No sag to them whatsoever, they were firm and round, giving me something to hope for when I caught up with her. Her nipples were harden and large, more thick to my long. I ran my nose down and around, from the top of the right one to the nipple, and gave it a small bite. Rachel above me moaned, moving her chest down closer to me. I was happy to continue, and sucked the small nub into my mouth. I tried to take in as much of the breast as I could, but it was too big. I just kept sucking at much as I could into my mouth, then letting it go, making loud popping noises every time. My tongue came out to play, flicking back and forth on the nipple like a boxer.

Now I couldn't not have my hands empty, so I reached under and cupped her boobs while I continued to suck at them. Damn, neither could fit into my hand! I squeezed with lust, getting more and louder groans from Rachel. I went back and forth between the two wonders, even burying my face in the large valley between them. Rachel seemed to be enjoying all this, because with one hand she kept pressing my head into her, talking soft dirty things to me between groans.

Now came my real test. I shrugged my way down the bed until I was looking up at her pussy. Her thighs were caked with her juice, and I could see a hint of her clit sticking out. I licked my lips, getting ready to dive into my new world of sexuality. I came up and kissed the top of her mound, enjoying the feel of the smooth, baby skin. The smell of her pussy was starting make me dizzy; it was sweet like my own, but had a touch of something I couldn't identify. Whatever it was, I wanted more. I ran my tongue just inside the slit, edging it further and further in. My hands came up and grabbed her ass, pulling it closer to my mouth. I was soon lapping at the free flowing cum, ignoring everything else. Rachel, I think, had grabbed the headboard of the bed for better support and was now moaning very loud. She started to thrust in time to my tongue, moving faster????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????elax in her arms. I even shocked myself by snuggling up against her. Her nipples were digging into my back, and I loved the fe????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????girl," she whispered back, her breath breezing down my neck. She almost sounded scared. "I...I'm sorry. But you just, just look loved the taste of her, but didn't know how I was going to drink it all, there was so much, and just let it overflow out of my mouth. I kept my tongue inside her, moving it around while she was overtaken by lust, and she came again, almost as much as the first time and only adding to the cream I was covered in.

I moved up and let her fall to the bed, her breathing uneven and deep. Her eyes were closed, but she had a wonderful smile that told me everything I needed to know. I leaned over and kissed her, not one of our previous "I want your body now" kisses, but more gentle. During that moment, I pressed and rubbed my lilth body all over hers, spreading her cum juice all over her body. That lasted a minute before it broke and even after we didn't say anything.

"Thank you," I mouthed to her, silently giggling at what I must look like.

She chuckled herself and said, "There's one last thing I can do for you." This peeked my curiosity, after that session what more could she do to me? Reaching over the side of the bed, she pulled up what she had gotten before this had all started. I must've looked shocked, because she laughed. In her hand was this 2ft, pussy red dildo! The thing had a cock shaped head at both ends (I only knew what a cock looked like from my sex-Ed class), and had to be close to two inches thick! How the hell did she think I was going to take all that?! With a shaking hand, I gripped the shaft. It almost felt warm! I ran my hand up and down the thing, more and more indecent thoughts rushing into my head. I felt an odd metal part at the middle, and guessed you could unscrew the giant rod to be used as two separate parts (adding even more dirty thoughts to the collection).

"This," I heard her say, while I was still enthralled with the dildo, "was a birthday present. I haven't used it yet." She got close to my ear. "Would you please help me break it in?" I giggled at how she was talking to me, like we were testing a new brand of perfume or something. I nodded, giving her a quick kiss on the nose. She motioned for me to remain laying down, while she got up and stood near the foot of the bed. With the prosthetic dick in her hand, she moved one head at the edge of my pussy, a little juice trickling out as she pushed against the lips.

"This may feel strange," she said, "and it will hurt for a moment, but just trust me, okay?"

"With my life, love," I replied, emitting a smile on her face. She went back to her act, twisting the dildo head around to make sure it would go in just right. I giggled; I couldn't help it, the head was tickling my lips. She smiled again, and slowly, her grip on the shaft firm, pushed the rod into me. I jumped. For as warm as I had felt, the damn thing was like ice! Not to mention the size of the thing was stretching me tight! I tensed, groaning as I got used to the cold and size. I almost said something to Rachel, but when I started to open my mouth, she just thrust the thing in a little further, making me jump again. I got used to it, and even started to enjoy the feeling of the large, cold cock in my hot vagina, moaning to the rhythm she had picked up.

I felt the cock head come back to my barrier. I realized Rachel hadn't broken it during any of her administrations! I was still technically a virgin. She felt it too, and looked into my eyes, wanting me to tell her it was all right. I was a bit stunned; losing my virginity hadn't been on my mind, losing it to a girl had never come up, but right now I felt better losing it to Rachel then I would have to Nick. Shaking myself back to reality, I nodded, and steeled myself for what I thought I going to feel. Rachel, thankfully, knew how to do this right. She didn't just back up and ram forward, like I knew most guys at school would have just done; instead she quickened her thrusting speed, never breaking down the wall and just increasing my lust. I was relaxed, and moaning to her thrusts, when I felt it break through. I didn't scream, didn't cry. I did freeze, gasping as the pain, feeling my cherry be popped by this gorgeous woman I had been making love to all night. The feeling lasted a short second, because Rachel didn't stop and let me feel the agony. She kept speed, actually helping kill the pain with the pleasure that was drowning it out.

Then she stopped. I was just starting to really get into the whole act, now with more room to take it in, when she slowed and took her hand away. She left the dildo still in my cunt, and I could feel its thickness as my pussy tightened around it. I watched her get back on the bed, but instead of coming up near me, she bent over and picked up the other end of the dildo. Feeling it slide and move, I felt obligated to moved with it, as Rachel placed the other end at her own pussy hole. With a wink, she sat down and took the whole fucking length right into herself! She gasped at the size (even she was surprised by it) but didn't get off, she just winced as she twisted and turned until she had her half all the way inside. I giggled, now understanding what she was up too. She sighed, getting used to the length of the red rod, and pressed her open pussy against mine. Let me tell you, that brought a whole new set of feelings to my crotch, all of them wonderful! I was struggling a little bit, with a foot of two-inch plastic inside me that I almost felt in my stomach, but I pressed back against her hips.

After what we both had gone through already, neither of us was going to last long. She was quickly moaning and gasping and I was about ready to scream. Feeling the slight movements of the dildo, as well has having my vagina lips grind against Rachel's, I was ready to pass out from the lust I felt. Our legs were scissored together, and we pulled our bodies hard against one another, making this climax reach above all others. Then Rachel pulled a surprise; slowing her grinding to a minimum, she bent over and moved her fingers between our two pussies. I wondered what she was doing, when I felt her twist the metal part between the two halves. The damn dildo vibrated! It must have had several settings, because I could hear several clicks coming from my crotch. She had turned the damn thing on high! I couldn't take this anymore, I began grinding and shaking like I was going to die, the trio of sensations I was getting was too much of an overload.

"Rachel!" I squealed, "Rachel! You bitch, I love this!" I couldn't believe what I had just said, but I had meant it. "Rach-oh. Oh! Oh, Rachel, I'm g-going to c-"

"Hold it!" she commanded, her own voice none too in control. "H-hold it for as l-l-llaaaaaaahhh...l-long as you can!" We were both bucking like horses, trying to hold our climaxes in, but failing from the sensations we were feeling. I felt a small squirt of cum escape and I couldn't hold it any longer. In a half moan, half groan, half scream of wild ecstasy, I let loose my gates. This climax was my highest yet (considering it was only my third or so) and I was amazed I still had so much cum still inside me. Rachel, feeling my juices overflow onto her pussy, screamed herself and let it all go. I felt her flood cover my crotch area, and I felt so exhausted from it all I couldn't move. But with the dildo still on hummingbird mode, my relaxing only triggered a second intense orgasm.

My body couldn't handle it anymore. I struggled to sit up, and wearily moved to turn off the damn shaft. My fingers moving around my lips made me moan, my pussy walls and lips were so damn sensitive after all that had happened. I fought to get the metal to turn, it was all slick from the mix of our cum, but I finally managed to turn it off. I just fell back, lying there, I was so worn out. Rachel was breathing deeply, but seemed content in a sex kitten kind of way. Neither of us bothered to take the dildo out, we just left in our pussies.

Finally, Rachel was the first to move. It was a strange position to climb out of, but she back away from me, pulling the dildo out slightly but it was still in me when she managed to stand. Bending down, she proceeded to pull the dildo from my mound, giving the slit a final lick, like a lollypop, before just dropping the hard plastic on the floor and curling up beside me on the bed. My sheets were a mess, I'd probably end up cleaning a bit of the floor, and we both needed a bath, but at the moment, I didn't give a fuck. I used some of my waning strength to give Rachel a kiss, more passionate then anything previous. We stayed like that, just holding each other. Slowly, we both fell asleep.

 

Morning came, and we both were a mess. The cum had dried and was flaking as we moved. If Rachel's face was any indication to how I looked, I'm glad I wasn't near a mirror.

"Guess we should clean up," she said, giving my ass a little squeeze. I jumped away, laughing, and we both headed for the shower. Lord, what happened in there is whole other story, one I'm keeping to myself...for now.

The rest of the time passed on to fast. After Friday night, I moved into my parent's bed with Rachel, where we proved (continuously) that it was not just a one-night fling. I was the happiest I'd ever been, and dreaded Thursday afternoon when my parents would be home, and Rachel will have gone home. Monday night, we actually went on real date; not that anyone around us knew that, but for us alone. We went to a nice restaurant at a five-star hotel, one where we had to dress fancy with full glitter, and stayed for a formal dance in the ballroom. We used the excuse that our dates where in the bathroom or getting drinks when anyone asked why we girls were dancing together. I danced as close to her as I could, and neither of us, I think, was happy when the last number was played and we went home.

Wednesday. The last night we could spend together as lovers. Around the house we had been very open with each other, and that evening found us both on the couch, cuddling together, Rachel against the back cushion, me laying against her chest. Dressed just in jeans, neither of us wore tops, our breasts open to the cooling air. I held her hand while she stroked my arm, just listening to a soft rock CD one of us had put in.

"Um, Rach?" I dared to break the moment. "What does this mean?"

"Hmm?" she looked down, a bit woozy from the romantic air. "What dear?"

"What are we? Are we, like, girlfriends now, do we call each other on the phone, what? I...I'm still new to all this, and just want to know what will happen."

She was silent, looking at something far ahead. I was a little afraid of what she going to say, but I trusted her. How could I not after all this?

"Well," she started, "it's like this. I love you." She gave my hand a squeeze of reassurance. "Don't ever think that I don't. But," I knew that was coming, "I...I kinda already have girlfriend back at school. And you know the college I go to is back in California. Honestly, I don't think either of us having a long distance thing would work right.

"Don't think this is you, I've had to think of all this when I decided to go to you." She chuckled, a small tear running down her soft cheek. "I know you kept sneaking looks at me all week. You think I wore bikinis and tank tops just because you were lucky? I felt it from our first hug that you liked me." She laughed, "A lot more then when we were kids. And I knew I was taking a huge chance, but I had to. I didn't want to leave you and not know if we could've had something. But I also didn't want to ruin things for me and Diana." With her free arm, she hugged me just under my boobs. "I know I'm rambling a bit, but I know we can't keep this up. My parents would wonder why I suddenly decided to change schools, and I just can't do that to Diana. I'm sorry." She was really scared, tears coming down more freely.

I didn't know what to say. I loved this woman, but at the same time I knew I couldn't keep her. It was kind like finding a puppy for a week, making friends with it and just deciding on a name, when the owner comes to pick it up, calling it's name. I felt scared, that this would be my only moment happy with a woman, but I reached up and wiped her tears away.

"Rachel...I won't hold you here." I leaned up to kiss her lightly; not our usual lust/love filled ones, but one of comfort. "Diana...is a lucky girl to have you. And I'm lucky that you showed me this side of love." I mustered a laugh, something to break this depression. "Now I know I don't have to go down on Nick to be happy!" She managed a small laugh, but she was truly worried for me.

"You know," she said, "you'll have others. In this town, you'll find more then one willing to try things differently. And I won't be the one who stopped you from finding out that there's more then one pair of breasts that have love for you." She kissed the top of my head, and I heard her say very softly, "Thank you." I wasn't sure I was supposed to have heard that-I wasn't sure I wanted to-but we both agreed it wouldn't be right to stay together.

Well...permanently together; we made sure our last night in the same bed would either break the damn thing, or else leave our screams of passion buried into the woodwork. I called in sick to school, faking whatever was going around at the time, and helped Rachel clean the house. Anything that resembled our love was scrubbed, the beds were all changed of sheets (we even flipped the mattresses to be careful) and said sheets were washed before noon. Around 12:30, there was knock at the door. I answered, and was greeted by this long hair, emerald eyed Asian woman.

"Um, yeah, is this where Rachel is?" she asked, sounding unsure but still displaying full confidence. I knew this was Diana, and gave her a look over. Still taller then me, she had a somewhat angular face, a small nose with a silver stud, and sunglasses covering her eyes. Her breasts, while smaller then Rachel's, were very firm and had no jiggle at all when she moved. Her legs were fair, too hard to judge through jeans, but her upper body was toned; washboard stomach, and well muscled arms. Just looking at her, I knew she was good for Rachel

"Yeah, she's getting her stuff," I said, opening to allow her in.

Diana shook her head, motioning back to a nice looking car. She looked over her sunglasses, showing me these nice almond eyes in the most striking green I'd ever seen, and smiled. "She sat for you?"

"Um, yeah."

She chuckled. "You're too old for that," she said, as she looked me up and down, "but not for some other things." I knew I could get to like this girl. I smiled and said I'd go get Rachel. She nodded and went back and opened the trunk. Going to my parent's room, Rachel was zipping her duffel and looked over.

"So here I go," she said as she hoisted the bag over her shoulder. "What can I say, really?" I just shook my head and pulled her down into our final kiss. I put everything I felt for her into it, hoping on some level she'd feel it. That lasted a long, perfect moment, before we heard Diana knock on the door downstairs, seeing if we were still there.

"That's your cue," I said. She nodded, and we walked down. Diana's eye lit up the moment she saw Rachel, and hurried just a little too fast to help with the bag. She gave Rachel a hug, and quick peek on the cheek; I knew we wouldn't risk another kiss, and just walked Rachel the five feet to the door.

"You know, when you graduate, think about California. You might be surprised," she commented as she walked to the car beside Diana. I nodded, we said our good byes, and she made to go. The door was almost closed when I heard Diana ask, "Did you get to use my present?"

I turned around quickly.

"Hey, Rachel?"

She looked back at me, a questioning look on her face.

"I was just...how did you...you know...last week..." I was tongue-tied, I couldn't put into words my question. Maybe just being outside the house and on the open street made me more self conscious of my new choices in life.

She looked at me like I had gone nuts, then brightened when she got was I was getting at, and then just let out this loud, hearty laugh at the funniest joke she'd ever heard.

"I get it, I get it," she assured me, and got into the car and rolled the window down. Just as the motor started, and before Diana tore down the suburban street, I clearly heard-

"What do you think my sorority initiation was?"

***

Ack! I can't believe I just wrote all that! I swear, I should just go back and delete that whole last part, she'd kill me if she ever found out. Well, it's done; I know it's a tad long, but I remembered that time really well (so well I started a sex journal to add to my box of things-my-parents-will-never-see) Comment on it, and if I get enough good ones I'll consider posting more of my encounters!

“Let’s just hope she doesn’t ruin our whole trip” I replied.

    The ride to the lake was cramped as all we all wanted to get out, but whatever, me and Chris made the best of it.

   < I’m going to skip the boring 2 days leading up to this one  glorious night>

    As we all finished up dinner, Jessica went to bed early, to get settled in. Chris and I went down to the public showers to wash the sweat off of our  balls, (it was a hella hot day). We brushed our teeth, and then went back into the campsite, and went into our tent. I guess me and Chris thought something would happen that trip, because we set our tent way in the back of the camping lot, a good 100 feet away from the other camping members. As we settled in for bed, we discovered that Jessica wasn’t asleep yet, and that she was only wearing a night gown.

    As we settled in, we started talking to Jess about something, I don’t quite remember, but it led to the topic of her breasts. Chris led us off. “Jessica, you have some pretty small boobs.” He exclaimed. I immediately concurred, “Yeah, Jess, even I have bigger tits then those itty bitty tittys.” “ I do not, you jerks!!!” she said. “Oh yeah, then why don’t you show us how big your tit’s really are”, we said. I don’t really want to, guys. That’s because you really do have small tits. With that said, she became so indignant that she actually believed that she had to prove us wrong!!

    She took off her night shift and showed us her extremely perky tits. Almost immediately we closed in on her. This was not the first time we used this type of maneuver, but it was the first time that we used it on one of our many family members. We both took a breast, and started to bite and lick it. She started to giggle and groan. She pushed us off because she said that it tickled her. After that, for some fucking reason she chose favorites, and singled Chris out for a one on one session. Chris began to mack out with her. The both forgot me, but I was content to sit and rub my dick while they were going at it. Chris took off her pajama bottoms, and was rubbing her plump titties and fingering her pussy.

   “Damn, this bitch is  WET!!” he exclaimed. I guess he got her really riled up, because she broke the contact, and got down to Chris’s boxers. She slid them down his legs, and his 7 ½ dick rose up and popped her in the eye. She fucking cooed to that schlong, and tentatively licked the tip of his dick. He started to quiver, because this was our first experience with incest, or at least this degree of incest, you know how kids play “doctor” and shit like that, well now we were teenagers, we knew how to use our “peters”. Jessica wrapped her soft hands around Chris’s hard, throbbing shaft, and worked them up and down. She was amazed, this was the first dick she had felt, even seen from this close.   

    Yeah, she had peeked on her brother in the shower, jacking off, but this was different, this was real. She stopped gliding her hands over Chris’s shaft, and Chris told her he would take it from there. He grabbed the base of his dick, and slid his cock over her lips and her cheeks, smearing pre cum everywhere. He then grabbed the side of her head and slowly inched her face onto his dick, until her nose was firmly buried in his pubic area. He then guided her back off, to the tip of his dick. “Ohhh god, this is good,” he moaned. “Suck it baby, don’t just let me fuck your mouth, suck my dick baby!!!”

   She sucked his dick so hard she looked like a fish. She looked up into his eyes, removed his hands, and started to move back and forward on his dick all on her own. She started to cup and fondle his balls, which must have been damned near blue by this time. All of the sudden, Chris stiffened up, and grabbed the back of Jessica’s head and pushed his dick down her throat until her nose was firmly nestled in his pubes, and released a torrent of liquid hot jizz rushing passed her tonsils.

   At first she panicked and tried to pry herself off of him, but he just held on, and eventually she learned to keep swallowing. You could see her throat swallowing about 10 to 15 times before he relented. As she pulled her mouth off of his cock you could see a string of cum from the tip of his dick to her mouth. She gave his cock one final lick and said “thank you”. Well damn me if I didn’t want my turn by then. My fucking dick was purple by that time. “Well Jessica, are you ready for your big brother?” I whispered. She just nodded her head, with a glob of cum reaching from her cute lips to her ear. At that moment, she was completely adorable. She was stroking her pussy as I made my way across the air mattresses. I came over and asked her to start me off by sucking me. I even used the best pick up line in the world... “Blow me, beautiful.”

   She worked her hot mouth up and down my 7 inch shaft, until it was thoroughly glistening with saliva, I then pulled it out of her mouth, there was still a string of spit from her mouth. I flipped her onto her stomach. She automatically knew what was wanted, and presented her perfect heart shaped ass into the air. I couldn’t resist, I dove into that honey pot and started to lap away at her hot pussy. I pulled her pussy lips apart with my hands and used my tongue to bump and lick her clit, after a while, she began to buck and moan until she exploded pussy juice into my face. It was my turn now. As I ploughed into her not so virgin pussy, she immediately started a voiceless shriek. Her pussy was so hot it was unbelievable. “do you fucking like your big brother boning you?” I grunted, as I lifted myself and drove into her vagina over and over.

    I almost blew my load, but I had other plans. I pulled my glistening dick out of her raw pussy, and called Chris over. By this time, he was already sporting another hard on, so I told Jess we were going to double team her. By that time she was biting her lip and begging for me. We were happy to oblige. We rolled up a sleeping back, and had me sit on it. As I sat with my dick straight up, Jessica came over and sat on it. My dick rammed right up her ass hole, and she loved ever second of it. Then Chris came over and lay under the sleeping bag. I lowered her down so that her pussy gripped Chris’s dick like a vice, and I was sitting across his legs.

    We then started a see saw motion. I fucked into her, and that drove her pussy onto Chris’s dick, then he took the oncoming momentum from my thrust and drove deeper into her, and his thrust shoved her ass further onto my dick. It was beautiful. She started to moan very loudly, good thin that we were so far from our parents, and eventually the throbs from her ass and pussy muscles were too much for me and Chris, and we filled her body with at least 2 days worth of man cream. We all fell down, limp noodle style, and took a breather. As me and Chris lay down, she came over, and gave both of our dicks a final suck or two, then redressed and went to sleep. That was pretty much the best bonding experience that I can think of.

On a recent evening, at the end of a couple of hours of strenuous sexual abuse and play, he had Mari on her knees, her wrists bound behind her, sucking his cock, while Charlie was behind her, sporadically whipping her tight ass, encouraging her to do a better job of sucking cock. It was a perfect scene of Jake. He was enjoying her beautiful mouth on his cock while she was bound and helpless, and he could watch her being whipped. A real turn on.

Soon there was a new surprise for Mari, however. Jake had taken his wife to a local steak house for dinner. They were enjoying wine, fine food, and a stimulating conversation. Their conversations seemed always to drift to her sexual slavery, and recent events in which she was used as a sex slave by him or Charlie. These conversations were exciting and a turn on for both Jake and Mari.

“Are getting used to being tortured and fucked by Charlie”, Jake asked.

“Yes, I think so. I love you, Jake. But, I guess it excites me to be helpless, being taken and tormented, not being able to control what happens to me. I guess I have to admit being made to submit to Charlie is exciting. I don’t know how to explain it, but, I suppose in a real sense, being a bound sex slave is liberating. I know that sounds strange, but it is. I guess I was really born to be a slave.”

Jake smiled, then he added another tangent to this conversation. “Well, I’m glad you like your what happening, Sweet Slave, because I am adding a new element.”

Mari remained silent, awaiting her husbands words on this new addition to her slavery.

“Next Friday Charlie’s birthday. He has been a very good friend all these years. I know he is quite taken by you and your slavery to me, and of course to him. Sooo…, I am going to give you to him, for the evening, for his birthday present.”

Mari registered surprise, but held her tongue.

“I am going to let Charlie take you to a location he chooses. He will have you naked, bound, and all to himself. I will not be there. You will be on your own with him”, Jake affirmed.

Mari responded, “But…er…I…have never been…away from you. You have always been there to…a…protect…me. What do I do?”

Jake smiled as he kissed her hand. “You just do what you are told, and what you have been trained to do. I don’t see the problem, and I am sure Charlie is going to really like having you to himself. Let’s face it. This is the next step in your slavery.”

They talked about it a little more before they left the restaurant, but in the end, the plan remained the same. Mari would be Charlie Bradly’s birthday present.

Friday came. She spent the late afternoon preparing herself for the evening, or night with Charlie. Mari had no idea how long Charlie would hold her prisoner. After her make up and hair was done, as instructed, she put on a black garter belt, smoke hose, and black patent leather heels. The heel on these shoes was at least four inches high, maybe more. They were the tallest high heels she had. She went into the family room where Jake was waiting. He was impressed by her. To him, she was the most erotic woman in the world.

After making her pose for him, he locked black leather wrist cuffs on her, and locked them behind her back. A black leather strap was used to bind her elbows together behind her back As a final touch, he locked a black leather collar around her neck, attaching a black leather leash to the collar. He knew by dressing her this way, Charlie would be more aroused, and would tend to be more strict and exact in his whipping and torments of Mari.

Charlie Bradly arrived at the appointed time. He was stunned at Mari’s beauty and costume. The bulge in his trouser attested to the fact he was turned on by what he saw. From the hall closet Jake produced a black satin cape. He placed the cape around her shoulders, buttoning it down the front. The hem of the cape came down to a few inches above her knees. Jake did not button any buttons below her hips. This insured that she would be showing a lot a fantastic nylon covered leg as she walked. He also made sure there would be some cleavage showing at the top of the cape. With her breasts pushed out, due to her elbow bondage, there was a lot of delightful cleavage Mari never felt so helpless and exposed in her adult life. Charlie was a man possessed.

Jake walked her out to Charlie’s car. He put her in the front passenger seat while Charlie got behind the steering wheel. Her satin cape slid open, revealing her legs and thighs, nearly to her pussy.

Jake looked over at Charlie, and asked, “My Friend, do you want her cape open so you can see and fondle her tits and pussy, or would you like it closed?”

Charlie leered at Mari and replied, “I have tinted windows in this car. No one can really see in here. Soooo…, I want her displayed, so let’s unbutton her cape.”

“Good choice”, answered Jake.

He then unbuttoned her cape, and pulled it open exposing her beautiful body from her neck to her ankles. Her breasts were prominent due to the leather strap wound her elbows. She was magnificent. As a final touch, Jake locked the seat belt on her.

Charlie interjected, “Hey, I want to make this a little more interesting. Let’s put these little devils on her tits.

He produced a sent of spring loaded clothes pins. The two pins were connected by a short delicate steel chain. Charlie teased her left nipple until it was hard. She moaned as he clamped the cloths pin on that nipple. Then he repeated the same with her right nipple. Again the pain in her breasts. Of all the torments she withstood, clamps on the nipples were the hardest. She supposed that was because her nipples were so sensitive.

Now she observed the reason for the short connecting chain. When the pins are complete clamped on her nipples, the chain was taught, with each pin pulling on the other. When Charlie fondled one breast, the nipple clamp on that breast was connected to the other nipple, consequently, both nipples were tormented at the same time. Even when he was not fondling her breasts, there was a tension on her nipples from the clamping of them, and the pulling of the short chain between the cloths pins. Mari could even see how when she walked, the jiggling of her unbridled breasts would cause the pins and chain to pull at her nipples. It was a devilish arrangement. Jake was pleased.

“Mari, my love, I want you to show my friend an excellent time tonight. Obey him implicitly, and give him the best birthday a man ever had”, Jake instructed her.

Mari turned her head to Jake, and kissed him. She whispered, “I love you. I’ll try to not let you down.”

Jake kissed her again as he gave her breast a squeeze, which pulled on the nipple of the other breast.. He closed the car door and Charlie started the car. The evening had started.

As they drove down the street, Charlie and Mari were quiet. Finally Mari asked, “What are you going to do to me? Please don‘t be too cruel.”

“Well”, he replied, “I am going to enjoy you. I love having you to myself, so I am going to take full advantage of it. You know you will always be helpless, and you know I will whip and torture you. I guess I will being trying to fuck you silly. If you are a good little slave, and obey me, completely, trying to make me happy, then the evening will go a little easier for you. Disobey, or refuse to do what I say, will bring harsh punishment for you. But you know that.”

Mari grew quiet. She replied, “Yes, I know that. I promise I will be a good slave. I will obey you. Please…, don‘t be two rough on me.” Charlie just smiled.

As they drove along, he looked over at Mari. The street lights were casting light on her and her exposed body. He could see the clamps on her breasts jiggle as the car crossed a rough piece of pavement. Her flat belly and magnificent thighs were almost too much to believe. He cautioned himself. He had to force himself to concentrate on driving, and less on her. She was absolutely too distracting.

Unable to resist, Charlie, for the first time since they got in the car, reached out and started to fondle her tormented breasts, and eventually making her open her nylon covered legs, allowing him to delve in her cunt. In a few moments, she was aroused as her breathing quickened, in spite of the torment of her nipples. The fact was that the pain in her breasts was being transmitted to her pussy, heating of that precious facility.

Charlie moved his hand back to her flat belly, instructing her, “Turn to me, and lean over so I can play with your right tit.”

Without thinking, Mari turned her naked body towards Charlie, and leaned towards him to make it easier for his to fondle her right breast. When she realized what she had done, and how she had cooperated in her enslavement and torment, she understood that she was in fact a slave. There was no question in her mind about obeying Charlie. Being a sex slave came natural to her, and there was mixed feelings in this realization. Even as she thought about this dilemma, her pussy was growing more and more moist with lustful excitement.

Charlie smiled, “Yeah, you are one hot slave lady, and this will be the best birthday I ever had!”

Charlie drove across town, to an aging Holiday Inn. He chose this motel because of the way the old Holiday Inns were constructed. There was a curious anomaly in the design of these motels In the doorway between the bedroom, or sleeping area, and the bathroom was a curious thing. The door was about eight feet high. At just over seven feet high, there was an exposed cross piece, a 2X4 cross piece built into the door way. There was no obvious reason for this. He often wondered if the designer was a practitioner of Bondage and Discipline. This cross piece was perfect for suspended a slave, with her hands stretched high over her head to be whipped. There was enough width to the doorway to walk around a bound and stretched slave, so the “Master” could whip any part of her exposed and stretched body. A curious bit of construction.

Charlie parked the car across the parking lot from the room he rented. He got out of his car, extracting a rather large brief case, filled with items of bondage and torment. He came around to the passenger side of the car, opened the door and helped Mari out of the car. As she turned to get out, the cape was open, and she was fully exposed. She was very nervous, looking about to see if any one could see her nakedness.

Quickly, Charlie closed the cape, and connected some buttons. Like Jake, he left quite a few undone. When she walked, she was flashing a lot of her fabulous nylon covered legs. Her breasts were nearly exposed. At least she was covered enough to not violate any decency laws, but she was in danger of crossing that moral line. There was an added discomfort for Mari in this scene. Charlie left the chained nipple clamps on her breasts. When he covered them with the cape, the fabric was pressing down on the clamps, adding to the pain in her nipples and breasts. She was glad it was dark.

He escorted her across the darkened parking lot. She suspected that he parked a distance from the room to subject her to this exposure. Walking in her very high heels, her breasts were jiggling, causing more irritation from the nipple clamps. It seemed that there was always some way to torment or excite her. It seemed as if she had no control over her body and its responses.

As they approached the room he rented, they walked past an older couple unloading luggage from their car. The old man was awestruck by Mari. He was so taken by her, and her appearance, that he dropped his suitcase on his wife’s foot! Charlie quickly escorted her away before the enraged wife assaulted her husband for ogling Mari. Both Mari and Charlie had a laugh over this.

Once in the room, Charlie was quick to remove Mari’s cape. He wanted her naked. He grabbed her, pulling her to his body, and kissed her. He clamped nipples and breasts were being pressed against his body. He harder he hugged her, the more her nipples and breasts were being tormented.

Finally, he released her, and had her pose for him as he removed his clothing. His cock was rigid, and Charlie was really turned on by the situation he found himself in. It was delicious.

He reached in his brief case and produced a penis gag. Mari let out a sigh as she opened her mouth. He pushed the gag deep in its warm confines. Using the attached leather strap, he locked the gag deep in her mouth.

“We have to make sure the neighbors can’t hear the delightful sounds you might make”, he chuckled.

Again, Charlie, with his arm around her waist and his rigid cock pressed against her belly, pulled her too him. He hand went to her tormented breast. Slowly, he removed the nipple clamp from her left nipple. The pain was tremendous. She moaned and screamed into her gag. Just as she was absorbing the pain, he removed the clamp from the other nipple. Mari buried her head in his chest as she again screamed into her gag. As she stood there, dealing with the temporary pain in her nipples and breasts, she thought, ’Charlie was right. It is a good thing that I am gagged. Someone would have heard me, and called the cops!’

Charlie brought her face up to his, and kissed her gagged mouth, and the tears from her eyes. “Damn, Lady, you are the kind of woman a man would kill for.” Mari hope he would not go that far.

Pulling a length of rope from in case, he walked her over to the doorway between the bedroom and bathroom of the motel. He tied one end of the rope to her wrist cuffs, and threw the other end over the aforementioned exposed 2X4 cross piece over the door. He pulled the rope tight, until she was sharply bent at the waist, exposing her fantastic ass and beautiful thighs

He bent over and kissed each of her ass cheeks, and patted them with his hand. Using a medium flogger, he proceeded to whip Mari’s ass and thigh. Since she was tied so tightly, she could not move, or struggle very well. In a matter of a minute or two, she was crying a moaning into her gag because of the concerted whipping she was receiving. Charlie made sure the ship struck her pussy. This was one of the more severe whippings she had ever received. When he finished, and allowed her to stand, again, she was glad she was gagged. The cops would have been kicking down the door to rescue her if she had not been gagged.

Charlie did not give her much time to recover from her whipping. As she stood there, he was wrapping a length of rope, tightly, around her waist, several times, securing it there. Another piece of rope was tied to the front of the waist rope. He escorted her to the desk chair located in the room. This was like a small dining room char, with a low back. When Charlie had her sit in the chair, he raised her bound arms and wrists enough to go over the back of the char. He also ran the rope tied to her waist rope between her legs, and into the delicate folds of her cunt. When she was finally seated in the char, her arms were draped over and down the back of the char, and the “pussy” rope was pulled very tight and tied to the back of the chair. Her cunt was in serious distress.

The rope which was still tied to her wrist cuffs was pulled down, tightly, and tied off on a lower cross rung at the back of the chair. She was pinned into the chair by a rope on he wrists, pulling her shoulders back, and by a very tight painful rope running through her tormented pussy. To finish her strict bondage, Charlie tied a strand of rope to each of her nylon covered ankles. He spread her legs widely, and pulled each ankle to the back legs of the chair, securing them there with her legs spread widely, and her knees bent back to accommodate the bondage of her legs. It was now virtually impossible for her to move. She was not totally subject to Charlie’s sexual and sadistic whims. It was scary, and not a little exciting.

Charlie walked around her, inspecting he handy work. She looked awesome, and he was proud to have her this helpless and available to him. Again, he produced the medium weight flogger. Mari knew she was in for a rough time. As he inspected her, he would bring his whip down on her creamy thighs, whipping the naked portion above her nylon hose. The whip struck the tops, and the delicate soft insides of her thighs. With her legs splayed wide by her bondage, her upper legs were and easy target. His whip even slapped against her bound pussy lips.

“Sweet Slave, this will be a banner evening. I have always been fascinated by your tits. They, in a word, are magnificent. They literally beg to be tormented. Soooo…, you are mine tonight. I am going to enjoy your tits. I am going to give them a sound whipping, for the shear pleasure of doing so.” Mari closed her eyes, hoping he would be merciful. He was not.

He flicked her breasts with the whip, teasing her. Soon the lashes became more pronounced, until he was literally flogging her breasts. They would bounce and sway, and jiggle in answer to his whip. Mari tried to struggle away from the whip, but this was not to be. Her bondage was too complete and too stringent. She was going no where, and she would have to endure what ever Charlie wanted to do to her. She was jerking and crying, hot tears running down her pretty cheeks. She was a sadists dream.

Charlie stopped is whipping of Mari’s breasts for a moment, to allow her to regain her breath and composure. When he felt she was ready, he started whipping her breasts again. This time he deliberately brought his whip directly across her nipples. Mari screamed, and her nipples hardened, as if to invite the whip again. Charlie accommodated her nipples. His whip again stuck directly on her nipples, five more times.

Finally, Charlie stopped to give her a little respite. She was glad. She took this as a sign of mercy. He stood behind her, with his monstrously rigid cock renting on her shoulder. It would throb against her face cheek, the pulsing of his cock matching his heart beat. He leaned over her and grasped her abused breasts. Gently, but firmly, he squeezed and worked her breasts. They were pink and hot from the whipping she had just received. She lay her head back against him. The tears running down her face were splashing on his heated cock which was still resting against her silken cheek.

“Well, sweet slave, I am going to whip your tits some more”, he announced. Mari was shaking her head, hoping he would stop. He did not stop. He whip struck from above, attacking each breast three more times each. Mari was sobbing now. Charlie stopped the whipping. He sat down on the corner of the bed, sat there looking at his magnificent prisoner. His cock was throbbing and aching. He looked her for a moment, and got back up. Again, walking behind her, he reached over and again fondled her abused breast. His cock was against her cheek. Mari was beginning to regain her composure.

When Charlie figured she was settled down, he removed her gag. He continued to play with her breasts, as his cock continued to touch her cheek.

“Slave, I took the gag out so you could get a breath of fresh air. I am going to put it back in again and finish whipping you tits.”

“Oh, please. Don’t whip me any more, I beg of you. My breasts hurt so bad!”

Charlie smugly replied, “Well, I don’t have an answer for that. It is your fault you have such fantastic tits. They beg to be played with and tormented. I simply have to enjoy them, so the whipping will continue for a while.” His throbbing cock continued to rub the side of her pretty face, leaving a trail of pre-sum on her cheek.

“Please, Charlie. I will do anything. Please let me fuck you, play with you cock, anything to save my breasts.”

“I’m sorry, but, I can fuck you anytime I want. I can whip or play with you anytime I want. Sooo…, the one thing I wanted to do tonight was to whip you tits, and whip them I will.”

Mari turned to look up at Charlie, and in doing so her lips accidentally brushed the head of Charlie’s cock. His cock throbbed against her lips a she continued to ask for mercy. Her pretty lips were brushing the head of his cock as she talked.

“Well, I don’t have an answer. Unless you can offer me some unique form of sexual gratification, I fear the whipping will continue”, Charlie affirmed.

Mari hesitated, and then answered haltingly, “Ch..Charlie, please, show me some mercy. Let me do something.”

Charlie replied, “Well give me a suggestion.”

Mari swallowed hard, and replied, “Charlie…I don‘t know. Maybe…, please…, let me suck you cock!”

Charlie smiled to himself. He was going to enjoy the prettiest mouth on the prettiest face in this town. Soon those full sensual lips would be wrapped around his cock.

“Well, I don’t know, I was set on enjoying the whipping of your tits.”

“Please, Charlie, let me suck you cock. I’ll make it wonderful for you”, Mari begged. “Let me suck you. I’ll suck it anyway you want. Please!”

“Well…, alright. Turn your head and kiss the head of my cock.”

Mari turned her head to face Charles cock. She kissed it, and licked the head with her delicate pink tongue. His cock throbbed as she did so. Charlie walked around to in front over her, and eased himself very close, with his cock touching her lips. She opened her mouth and took his cock in to its warm confines. Her tongue was lashing the tip of his cock, making it throb even more. Charlie withstood this erotic assault of his cock for about minute or two. Just before he had a climax, he stopped Mari, and pulled his cock from her mouth.

Quickly, he released her from the chair. Her leather bonds on her wrists and elbows remain. He helped her from the chair and stood her beside the bed. He sat down in front of her.

Looking up, he could see the whip marks he had left on her breasts. That was a real turn on. He then made her kneel on the floor, in front of him, and between his knees.

“Well, it was your suggestion. Soooo…, get to it. Suck my cock, and you had better swallow all my cum. If I am not satisfied with your abilities, then back in the chair you go, and you tits will be visited by my whip”, was Charlie’s answer, and order.

Mari leaned forward and kissed the head of his cock. It throbbed with her kiss. Without a question, she took his cock into her mouth and started to suck him. Charlie was lost in her beauty and her mouth. In a matter of a minute or two, he was cuming, exploding his cum into Marla’s mouth. She struggled with his cum, but was successful in swallowing it all. She continued to lick and suck his cock until it started to recede

Charlie helped her up, and onto the bed. He was lying on the bed, with Mari, still bound, turned facing him with her breasts pressed against his body. He turned to her, and started to kiss her as he fondled her well whipped breasts. Now she seemed to welcome this attention to her breasts. Mari had not cum this evening, and was in need of a good fucking. Her tortures and forced cock sucking had really turned her on. Charlie knew that.

As Charlie continued to kiss and fondle Mari, his cock rose to the occasion. In a manner of minutes, it was hard again, and had slipped between her legs, rubbing against her heated pussy. He grasped his cock, and forced it into her cunt. She groaned deeply at this phallic invasion. Charlie’s cock felt good. She started to move her hips, slowly humping his cock. Charlie stopped her.

“Slave, I am going to fuck you now, but on my terms. I am going to give you a spank fucking.” Mari could only guess at what he was talking about, but she knew, no matter what, her ass was in trouble.

“Here’s the deal”, Charlie continued. “I am going to move my cock in and out of you cunt five times. If you don’t cum in those five strokes, I will give you a spanking, of five swats on each cheek of your sweet ass, for a total of 10. I will then give you six humps of my cock, and if you don‘t cum, you will get six spanking swats on each cheek of your ass. This will continue until you cum. Do you understand?” Mari bit her pretty lip as she nodded her head in affirmation.

Charlie started moving his cock in her pussy, fucking her with five strokes of his cock, and she failed to cum, so five spanks were delivered on each cheek of her ass. Charlie moved his cock in her heated cunt her six times, and yet no cum, so six more swats on her ass. Then came seven strokes, and seven swats on each marvelous cheek. Mari was getting desperate. She wanted to cum, but she could not quite make it before he stopped fucking her, and spanking her. Her ass was burning, and her pussy was aching for a climax.

Again, Charlie started fucking her, moving his cock seven times. Mari was humping his cock, trying to cum, but couldn’t quite make it. She was growing desperate. Her was being scalded by his strong hand. His spanking of her ass was serious. She wanted to cum to stop the spanking, but even more so to climax.

Eight fucking moves of his cock, then none, and still she could not quite get there. Her ass was in serious trouble. She was crying, with her tears falling on his chest, even as she was humping his cock. Her ass was in trouble, but her cunt loved his cock

The fucking and spanking continued until on stroke twelve of thirteen, Mari came. Her pussy exploded. Her climax seemed to be enhanced by the heat in her well spanked ass! She just kept cuming, while Charlie held her tightly to his chest. Her ass was still on fire, but the heat was being translated to her pussy, raising her libido. This made her climax even hotter, and more explosive. It was a glorious time to be spanked and fucked.

The two lovers lay there, basking in the sexual after glow. Charlie started to release her elbow strap and wrist cuffs. He was done, he had now orders for Mari.

“Grasp my cock”, He ordered. “You are to use your mouth to clean my cock. Then you are to suck me off with you sweet mouth, while you are jacking me off with your hands. When I start to cum, you had better swallow it all.”

Without question, Mari moved down Charlie’s body to his cock. She slipped the head of his cock into her mouth as her delicate hand grasped his massively rigid cock. She was surprised at the taste of her pussy as she cleaned his cock. It was not unpleasant, and the fact that he was making her do this was exciting. She began sucking in earnest, while her pretty little hand stroked his cock to a cum. Since Charlie was experienced a climax earlier, it took her a little longer to bring him off. When Charlie had his climax, it was earth moving for him. Mari was able to swallow his load of cum, but it was a struggle.

The evening was over, and Charlie had experience the most fantastic birthday he could ever remember. He told Mari so. She kissed him and wished him a happy birthday.

After resting for several minutes, enjoying the touch of Mari, Charlie dressed himself. After doing so, he locked Mari’s wrists behind her back. Because she had been such a good slave, he did not bind her elbows. He placed her cape around her shoulders, and, like Jake, he left several buttons undone, so selected parts of her anatomy would be exposed on her walk back to his car. Just enough was covered to meet the standards of the laws for decency, but a lot of leg and cleavage was on display. The ride back to Jake and Mari’s house was uneventful. Both talked to each other, as Charlie complimented her on her beauty and her sexual submission. She appreciated his compliments, and she was sure Jake would be pleased with her. She wondered what he would say when he learned that she had sucked Charlie’s cock. As she thought about it, her tit whipping was the most severe she had ever experienced, yet as painful as it was, it was exciting to be helpless, being made to endure what she could not control. She wore the whip marks on her breasts as a badge of honor. Lastly, she was glad she sucked Charlie’s cock. She was sorry she had hesitated. She was positive Charlie enjoyed torturing her, to force her to suck his cock. When Charlie told her that his cock would be a regular visitor to her mouth, she just smiled and nodded her head. It had been a rough night, but in a real sense, she enjoyed it. As she was driven through the night, with Charlie’s hand stroking her naked thigh, above her silken hose, she could not help but wonder how deep in to sexual slavery Jake was going to take her. It was a delicious, yet very scary thought.

THE BEGINNING

I should leave before I made a noise and gave myself away, these thoughts kept running through my fevered brain as I watched his cock rise under the robe and the lovers began to move across the room toward the bed. I waited to make sure they hadn’t heard me and then took a slow deep breath. My heart was going like a trip hammer in my chest and my penis had never been so hard. I wondered if they were going to make love right then or was he going to drop her on the bed and continue to dress for work. I knew he normally left for work early to beat the traffic. I thought to myself that he wouldn’t dare leave this beautiful creature in the aroused state she was in. That would have been very cruel and very, very dumb on his part. Even I could see the moisture forming on her neatly shaped bush and knew that she was aroused to the point of begging him for it. I couldn’t believe my eyes when he walked to the bed with her and dropped her lightly in the middle with a laugh and then started toward his closet. She scissored her legs and dug her hand into her crotch trying in vain to bring herself to climax. He didn’t even turn around as she moaned her need and thrashed back and forth on the unmade bed. I could see that she had three fingers in her vagina and was moving them rapidly back and forth, in and out rubbing her clit as she tried again to call him to her. As he came out of the closet he smiled and said something I couldn’t hear. I saw her frown and then heard her say that "she couldn't’ wait for tonight." I watched him head for the kitchen knowing that he would be leaving any minute. I had to get one more peek at this vision of lust so I stuck my head slowly up over the window sill and as it cleared the sill I found myself staring straight into her bright blue eyes. Our surprise was mutual but she recovered first and a slow smile spread across he face and she winked at me! I didn’t know what to do next. I was busted as surely as God made green apples and sunshine. I just stood there and waited for the worse. I knew her husband would kill any man that looked twice at her, and here I was drooling at the sight of her body outside his bedroom window! She quickly got off the bed and came to the window. I just knew that when she got a good look at who was out there, she would call her husband and it would be the end of life as I knew it. Besides kicking my ass he would probably tell everyone about the "peeping Tom" and my wife would divorce me and I would be losing from all sides. She eased up to the window and peered out through the screen. I had moved back a little so when she whispered for me to come closer I took a small step forward and the light from the window shown on my face. She gasped at first and then chuckled low in her throat when she saw it was me. I held my breath as she held her finger to her lips to signal my silence. Of course I was going to be silent, did she think I was totally crazy? My eyes traveled over her body up close, from her hard nipples to her close cropped crotch, and my dick got harder if that was possible. She leaned closer to the screen and whispered for me to go around to the back and wait until her husband had left for work. I thought to myself that there was no way in hell I was gonna stick around for him to catch me in bed with her too.

Sometimes I think my cock has a mind of it’s own and controls the rest of my body by default. I should know better, I thought, as I snuck around to the side of their house and hoped that noone had seen me under their window. When I had been there a few minutes I came to my senses and told my pecker to forget it! I straightened up and was about to go out of the yard when I heard the sound of the car leaving the garage and heading down the street. At least I was going to get away without an ass kicking this morning. I again started to leave the yard when I heard a sound behind me and I jumped three feet straight up in the air when I felt a hand reach between my legs from behind. I don’t know why I didn’t faint or have a seizure right then! She had snuck up and run her warm hand under the leg of my jogging shorts and was fondling my hard cock from behind! I whirled around to face her and she immediately ran her hand under my shorts again and grabbed me. I had a choice to make right then and there, I could remove her hand and leave and hope that she wouldn’t be so pissed as to tell anyone or report me to the cops, or I could go with the flow and find out where she wanted to take me. Like I said, I think my cock has a mind of it’s own and controls me whenever it wants to. I slowly took her hands out of my shorts and raised them up to bring them around my neck. At first she had started to protest when I pulled her hand from my stiffness, then that grin was back as she felt me push up against her. She had put on a light cotton robe wen she came outside and I pulled the sash on it now as she stood very still. I slowly opened it with trembling hands and looked at her again. She kept her hands around my neck and then slowly brought one leg up and wrapped it around my waist. I braced myself and she brought the other leg up. I now had her hanging from my neck and I reached under her robe and cupped her ass cheeks with my hands to help support her weight. She leaned back and shimmied her shoulders slightly to make her tits sway and tantalize me with their beauty. I heard a small sound from deep in her throat as I bent my head down and captured her left nipple with my lips. I sucked it hard with my mouth, nursing on it like a baby, and she responded by groaning and twisting her body hard against me. She whispered over and over how hot she was and how she needed a hard cock in her pussy. How she needed my hard cock in her pussy right then and there. I released her butt and she tightened her grip on my neck to keep from slipping down. She was like a leech on my body and wasn’t about to let go. I reached under her and grabbed the waistband of my jogging shorts and tugged them down until my hard cock was freed and thumped up against her ass crack. She giggled then and asked me if I was ready for her. I didn’t bother to answer her but raised her up with my hands and then lowered her onto my shaft. I thought that I had let loose a whirling dervish. She sank onto my cock in one shove and then began to gyrate her body up and down and then side to side. She panted and gasped for breath and then I felt her body start to shudder and her first orgasm hit and she threw her head back and started to scream out. I quickly covered her mouth with mine and kept her quiet. I worked my cock in and out as fast as I could and her orgasm continued. I felt the first tingling in my balls as my own cum was getting close. I whispered that I was almost there and asked her if she was ready for it. "Fill me up with your hot cum. Fuck me harder! Harder! I want to feel you shoot in my pussy!" she cried. I thrust up harder just as she was going on a down stroke and felt her cervix as I unloaded a huge load of hot spunk far up in her womb. She jerked on my rod and then fell silent as she caught her breath. She then loosened her legs from my waist and dropped lightly to the ground in front of me. I could see in the growing light that my cum was running out of her cunt and down her legs. She saw me looking and took her finger, caught a large sample on it and then very slowly brought it to her mouth and sucked it clean. My softening dick became instantly hard again and I dropped to my knees in front of her and began to lick and kiss her as she spread her legs for my tongue. As I licked the wetness of her crotch, her hard little nubbin peeked out from it’s hood and I swirled my tongue around it tasting our combined juices and digging in for more. She gasped as I made contact and hunched her hips forward wanting to get my face further into her. I licked and sucked for what seemed an hour but was more like ten minutes and she cried and whimpered and came and came. When I finally let up on her she grabbed my face and pulled me to my feet to meet her lips in a searing kiss. She told me then that she wasn’t through with me yet and wanted one more thing before she went back inside. I knew it would have to be quick because the neighborhood was going to start getting busy anytime now. She evidently thought so too because she grabbed my hand and pulled me to the backdoor which she had left open when she came out to see me. I started to back up as we neared it because the last thing I wanted was to be caught inside that house. Outside, I had a least a running start and the excuse that I had just come jogging down the street and seen a stranger go back in the yard and was investigating. She grabbed my hard boner then and I was sure I was a goner. As the door opened she pulled me through and turned around when we were inside. " I want to fuck you again." she sighed, and came into my arms. I kissed her again and then eased the robe off her shoulders and dropped it to the floor. I gazed at her for a long minute and then leaned over and licked her right nipple. She again shuddered and stretched her arms up and around my neck. I started to pick her up and she said that she wanted to do it right here on the kitchen floor. I figured what the hell and helped her to lie down on the robe I had dropped. As I stood over her she looked up at my hard cock and licked her lips. I sank down to my knees on the hard tile and she grabbed my cock and raised up to lick around the head. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of her warm mouth as she sucked me first slow and then fast and back to slow again. I knew I wouldn’t last long if she kept that up and told her that I was getting close. She didn’t say anything, just sucked harder and harder. I moaned and started to shake and she quit! I could have cried, it was that close. She looked at me with smoldering eyes and slowly got to her hands and knees in front of me and put her head down on the robe. I had pre-cum dribbling from the end of my dick and it was so hard and full of blood it was purple! I saw her slit from the back with the lips all puffed up and engorged, ready for me to stick my hot cock in and hump her till she screamed. I eyed her ass cheeks and a wild thought came to me. I wondered if she had ever been fucked in that pretty ass of hers before. If ever I was going to get the chance it was now. I grabbed my cock and slowly rubbed her pussy lips with the head getting it even more slick with her dew. I had taken a drop of pre-cum on my finger and slowly rubbed her anus with it and watched for her reaction. She pushed back trying to skewer herself on my slick finger! I then brought the head of my tool up to her small opening and started to push my way in. She groaned and then whimpered as the small opening was stretched to the limit by my cock. I was about to give up, afraid that I might hurt her, when she reached back and pulled her cheeks apart and pushed back at the same time. My cockhead slid in past the anal ring and I surged into her with my next push. She grunted and flopped her ass from side to side as if we were locked like to dogs in heat. As I started to move in her she reached underneath and began to finger herself and rub her clit like there was no tomorrow. I knew she would cum before I did because her muscle was so tight around me that I was unable to shoot. She had a grip of steel with her sphincter and wasn’t going to let me go. I pushed and pulled on her hips trying to get her to release me. I wanted to sink my shaft into the liquid heat she had between her legs. I waited until she had cum with me in her ass and then pulled again. This time I was able to slide right out and I quickly sank myself into her cunt from behind and started to saw away. Her head flew from side to side and she cried out that she was cumming again and again. I felt myself start to tighten deep down in my balls and knew it wouldn’t be long. I reached under her and dug my fingers into her snatch and rubbed her clitty hard with my middle finger. She hunched her back up and then pushed back as hard as she could, impaling herself and setting me off with her. I thought my insides were going to come out the head of my dick, I came so hard.

After I came, my tube softened quickly and slid from her with a small slurping sound and she rolled over on her back and sighed. I got to my feet and grabbed my shorts that I had brought in with me. It was time to go.

Now here she was at the yard sale and she was smiling the whole time like she was remembering that morning all over again. I pulled my thoughts back to the present wondering what she would do next. I had made it a point to go jogging in the evening since then and wasn’t sure how she would take that. Just as I was about to answer her with a price on the object, my wife came from the garage and greeted her. The vixen’s smile got even bigger as she told my wife that her husband had gone out of town for the weekend and wanted to borrow me to fix her disposal, because her sink was stopped up. My wife, the little sweetheart, thought nothing of it and assured her that I would be happy to help her out any way that I could. I knew then and there that I was going to be in trouble again...

Perhaps, in order for you to create a mental image of me, now would be the best time to describe myself. I am a long legged 5'3" natural brunette with blue eyes and weigh between 105-110 lbs. My measurements are 36,23,36 with a C cup and I'm one that's lucky enough to have all my proportions in all the right places. I'm considered very attractive and am often referred to, or likened as, drop-dead gorgeous, stunning, ravishing, sensual, etc. A seemingly conceited description of myself, but not really, seeing the similes are as men have described me and not as how I see myself. Although it would be nice to say that whether it's at work, shopping, the bar, or just out and about in general etc, men are always hitting on me and trying to get me to go out with them, but that wouldn't be an entirely truthful or an accurate statement. Yes, It does happen quite often but by those that are bolder or more confident than most but generaly speaking men tend to be withdrawn and shy in approaching me. When Mike and I were first married and the bolder ones would try to connect with me, I would have nothing to do with it.

All went as expected as a normal married couple for a few years, but slowly my husband started suggesting things in a subtle way. One night after we had made love for the second time and we were laying there recuperating he said, 
" I had this weird dream last night."
Naturally I asked him what it was and he described,

 " we were at a party and when it was time to leave, you were nowhere to be found. I looked everywhere but I still couldn't find you. I went to get our coats from the bedroom where we'd left them and when I entered, I saw you there being felt up by a stranger. He had you up against the wall, groping your breasts and pushing your skirt up. I was so upset seeing the two of you like that, but I couldn't move. It was like I was paralyzed and even though I was in the same room, you weren't able to see me. It was like I wasn't there! You kept telling him stop it!, but he wouldn't stop. I wanted to help but I couldn't. I don't remember how it came about but all of a sudden you were both naked on the bed and you weren't fighting his advances anymore. Just as he was spreading your legs I woke up. What a crazy dream!"

I felt disgusted when I heard the details of his dream and told him so. He replied "Gosh, Mandy,  it's only a dream! I can't help or control what I dream." How could I argue with that? After all, everyone has dreams that don't make sense. Although I agreed with his point I was somewhat skeptical , seeing he was hard again and so shortly after making love for the second time. That had never happened before. 

A few weeks later, and very nonchalantly, he would bring the dream back up and say something like,
"Boy! you remember that dream I told you about? I keep thinking about it and you looked so sexy up against the wall. I can't help it, but I get hard every time I think about it." Although it still bothered me hearing him say that, I wasn't as digusted as when he first described it to me. By now I'd had time to think and I rationalized that it was a fantasy. Much the same as some of my fantasies. No big deal. If it excited him and enhanced our love making then I could accept it.

It wasn't long afterwards that as we were making love and as I was staring my climax, Mike would whisper in my ear " so? would you like it if a man other than me was inside you right now?" or " Do you have any idea how many men would want to be me and be where I am right now?" He never carried on. He just made subtle suggestions and soon I was enjoying hearing his naughty thoughts as I came to orgasm. No harm in that. It was only fantasy, wasn't it? Yes, I started to wonder If he would really enjoy it if it really was to happen And found myself fantasizing a fantasy that had never crossed my mind before. 

Over time, and when we were at the bar together, I started to get the feeling that should a man make moves on me, Mike wouldn't be upset by it or wouldn't care if they did.  If a man would come over to our table and ask me if I'd like to dance with him, Mike would say,
" It's up to her, I don't mind."

That type of answer sort of annoyed me and even if I didn't really feel like dancing I would do so anyways, just to get away and calm down a bit so that I wouldn't get into an argument with him over how easily he passed me out.

On one occasion in particular when I returned to our table, after dancing with a man that kept trying to pull me in very to him, I asked Mike,
" what if that guy had made advances towards me while I was waltzing with him?"
Mike shrugged it off and said,
"I doubt that! This a public place and he knows you are with me."

I don't know really remember why or when I changed from a loving wife to a flirtatious one. Perhaps it was because I wanted to prove Mike wrong about what some men would do, public or not, or perhaps it was when I wondered if he might eventually get jealous, but change I did!

Over time I found myself flirting more and more, and waltzing closer and closer with the men that asked me to dance with them. Mike never got jealous. Naturally, with me waltzing in tighter to my dancing partners as I now tended to do and with the effects of the liquor, atmosphere and flashing lights, it was only a matter of time before a hand, whether accidentally or not, would brush against one of my breasts or would ride down the hollow of my back and work its way down further until it was on my butt.

Initially, when that happen, I'd make an effort to stop them. Eventually, especially once I knew Mike had seen the other's antics and never said anything, I stopped rejecting their advances. Subsequently I found myself dancing in a very intimate manner and now that I didn't place any restrictions on my dancing partner's hands, it would usually result in an erection being pressed up against my leg. Prior, if I got the feeling Mike didn't care, I would have felt repulsed. Now, I found that it stirred me inside. I couldn't control that. It must be nature, because it certainly wasn't with any intent on my part.

I remember the first time things went much further. As usual, once we arrived at the bar, Mike put his name up on the challenge board at the pool tables. Just as so many times before, once his turn came to play, he'd be gone and leave me sitting by myself. As it turned out, Mike's first game was against Steve and Mike beat him. That's how Steve ended up sitting at my table with me. Mike had invited Steve to sit at our table seeing he was by himself. While Steve waited for his turn to play pool again, we got the chance to talk and get to know each other some.He had a wonderful sense of humor and had me laughing most of the night. When Steve's turn would come to play pool again, I found myself feeling disappointed that he had to leave. I wished that he would loose, just so that he would be back quick and make me laugh some more. Mike was on a roll and winning all his games. Steve was back at my table within minutes. Mike only lost two games in three or four hours, and that's the only time he was at the table with Steve and I. While Mike was gone, Steve and I had a great time talking and dancing. About half an hour before the bar was to close Mike finally a game and when he came over to the table he asked Steve if he'd like to play some pool at our house. Mike rationalized leaving, seeing he wouldn't get another turn at the pool tables before the bar closed. Mike had been playing for two beers per game and I could hear he was very drunk.We all left and as I drove to our house, Steve followed in his car.

After a few games of pool at our house , Mike started to become rude and abusive towards Steve. He was saying things like,
" Hell man, you are the shits. Mandy doesn't play pool and she could beat you."
I was so embarrassed. and said so. I kept apologizing for the way Mike was acting and Steve said
" that's OK, he's pretty drunk I'm sure he doesn't mean it."
After about three games, Steve said he didn't want to play for a bit, and that it was too boring for me.
"Well!" Mike said,
"OK, fine! You two can sit and talk. I'm going to lay down. I'll be back later."
As he was heading up the stairs, he looked over at me and slurred,
" you can entertain him for a while."

Steve and I sat talking, having a few drinks and listening to music for about fifteen minutes.At one point he asked if I wanted to play some pool, but I declined, reminding him I didn't play pool. He then said,
"you dance, would you like to dance?"
I laughed at that, and replied,
"Yes, I'd love to."

We moved into each others arms, as we had done at the bar. It shouldn't have felt any different, but as our bodies moved together I instantly became aware of Steve's hardness that was pressing up against my leg. We had only just started to dance, and I remember thinking

"He's already got an erection! Even before, I'm in his arms!"

I had felt the same thing at the bar, but there it hadn't occurred right from the onset. At the bar it had felt sexy, now it felt sensual. Also, unlike at the bar where he had only one arm around my waist, now, both of his arms encircled me. In hindsight I suppose I shouldn't have allowed him to do that but that night it felt right. Actually, I was getting bit drunk myself and even though I had a feeling that this might go much further than just dancing, I didn't want to do anything to stifle the feelings Steve was arousing within me. We danced to a couple of songs, and the whole time I kept thinking Mike was going to come back downstairs at any second. About this time, Steve needed to use the washroom and while he did, I slipped upstairs to check on Mike. He was laying on our bed, snoring and seemed out cold. Knowing Mike, and how deep he slept when drunk, I felt he was likely out for the night.

I returned back downstairs and when Steve came out of the washroom, we started to dance again. Half way through the song, his hands were lower than they had been all night. I pulled them up once or twice, but soon, I relented and didn't stop him.The skirt I was wearing wasn't long, but I became aware that Steve was somehow making it shorter and getting it to ride higher and higher by the chill on my skin as it became exposed to the basement's air. I just didn't realize how high! That is, until I felt the cool basement air on my buttocks. The next thing I remember happening was his fingers slipping inside the top edge of my pantyhose. Never having a man do that to me, it caused me to reflexively pull away from his touch. By doing so, it caused me to move my pelvis in closer to him. Now we were moving as one. I can't say dancing, because we really weren't moving our feet. We were just sort of swaying to the music. I felt so guilty, but yet so good. The good was stronger. I didn't stop him. His fingers continued their journey down until they were moving down into the top of my panties as well. His hands were SO warm! As Steve's hands kept moving further down, my natural reflexes continuously caused me to move away from his advances, resulting in my pelvis moving forward further and up tighter yet up against his erection. The further his hands slid down, the more compressed I ended up against him. I remember thinking how long his penis felt, up against my leg. Much longer than Mike's. Soon, my hose and panties were half way off my buttocks and both of his hands were caressing my cheeks.

About that time, the music ended. I had to change the disc. I went over to the stereo and while I was bending forward to change the disc, Steve came up behind me and reached around me, cupping my breasts. I could feel his manhood pressing against my cheeks. I don't know how I managed to get the new disc in. The music started again, but he didn't release me. He just started swaying and grinding his erection into my tush . I joined in to his movements. The tank top I had on didn't cushion any feelings. He rubbed my nipples with his thumbs and started kissing my neck. I'm SO ticklish in my neck. He chuckled when I curled my head so as to try to stop him from kissing me there. Releasing one hand from my breasts, he reached down, lifted my skirt, and slipped it into my hose and panties, but from the front this time! That scared me. A strange man going there but I didn't stop him.  I was so wet now and I didn't want him to get yucky. Isn't that crazy! The thoughts that run through ones mind.

As his hand slid down, so did I. My natural reflexes and my conscious as a faithful wife were still working, so I involuntarily tried to avoid his advances by moving down also. Doing so made me settle to the floor but eventually I ran out of room to move further away from his touch. Once I was on my knees, his hand found me and moved in between my legs. Somehow Steve urged me down onto my stomach and we ended up laying down, right in front of the stereo. His body followed mine and he ended up laying on top of me. I was glad that he was behind me, so I didn't have to look at him. I kept my eyes closed, and relished in the way his hands were fervidly exploring my body.Now that I had nowhere left to go to avoid his advances , Steve wasted no time in working his fingers into my vagina. As his fingers worked deeper into me, it felt much the same as if I was rubbing my own breasts, and entering myself with my fingers as I do when I masturbate. Steve moaned a sound of approval when I reached down between my legs, covered his hand with mine and partnered my fingers with his as they were probing inside me. Yes! I could pretend that I was masturbating myself but, there was that bulge though! Pushing against my rear. It felt SO good. Better than I thought it would, or, that it should have, to a faithful wife.

By now my hose and panties were down past my hips and my skirt bunched at my waist.Breaking momentarily, he moved his body down and using the hand that had been between my legs, proceeded to push my hose and panties to my knees, my calves and then off my feet. I thought, "My goodness, he has long arms", seeing his upper hand never left my nipples.I also thought "I wonder if his penis is as long as his arms." Realizing this was heading much further than just petting, my conscious started to intervene and I said,
" NO, I can't do this. It's just not right!"
to which he replied, in a surprised and disappointed tone,
" You want me to stop?"
My guilt feelings said yes, but the feeling I was experiencing said no. I whispered,
" NO "
He asked,
" are you sure? "
I responded,
"yes I'm sure,,,don't stop."

Once my panties and hose left me, his hand rejoined mine again between my legs. His head was now right by my tush and he started to lick, kiss and softly bite my ass. Oh My! Not even my husband had ever done this! It felt "SO" good. Here's me, a virgin to everyone else but Mike, laying on the floor of our basement, getting my ass licked. Steve's tongue kept going deeper between my cheeks. It felt so strange. It felt so good. My heart was racing now. My mind and thoughts rushing. The lower Steve kissed, licked, and nibbled, the further my legs spread almost as if they had a mind of their own. Then it happened, the best, yet most embarrassing thing. Steve started to kiss and lick my bud. This went beyond naughty. It was pure lust. I could feel my stomach muscles beginning to involuntarily spasm. My vaginal secretions were actually running off my legs and making the carpet wet beneath me. His tongue and fingers seemed to be working as one. As his fingers probed deeper into my vagina, his tongue did likewise into my anus. Slowly but surely he managed to move deeper into me until finally his lips were pressed up tight against me.I started to shudder and felt my contractions intensifying in my abdomen, I knew I was coming to climax.

He must have sensed I was climaxing because he slid his body up onto me, pulled off my tank top and proceeded to poke and push his member against my anus.
I whispered,
" NO you can't! You don't have a condom on."
he replied
" I have one on."

I reached down , felt him, and sure enough he had one on! He had put one on when he went to the washroom! Steve must love Greek, but I wouldn't let him. I couldn't let him! It was bad enough that I was about to become an unfaithful wife, never mind being sodomized.

Without thinking and almost in a compensatory way, I guided him into my vagina. He didn't complain and as he pushed his penis into me I could feel him spreading tissue deep inside me that my husband had never been able to do. Even when I thought he was fully in me, his length moved deeper yet! I must have gasped or moaned, because he voiced,
"shhhhhh."

As he started thrusting, I could hear the slap, slap, sound as his pelvis met my buttocks and the squishing sounds of my wetness as he moved in and out of me. It's a good thing I was right by the stereo, so that I could reach out and turn up the volume to cover up the noises we were making. I started to climax after 6 or 8 thrusts and I held my face in the carpet in order to try and muffle my squeals of delight. Steve came to orgasm after 20-30 thrusts, just about the time that I was reaching my peak. After Steve was spent and once his breathing became somewhat more controlled, he whispered in my ear,
"Here, let me clean you up."

He then rolled me over, spread my legs and buried his face between them. Ever so gently, he licked and lapped up my pussy's nectar. I almost got caught up in the new sensations he was stirring up inside me, but just about that time the Cd ended and my mind rushed back to the thought of my Mike sleeping upstairs. I whispered,
" we should get dressed now."

While we were cleaning up and dressing I thought God!, What if Mike had woken and he had come downstairs as we were making it! I got Steve to leave as quickly as possible and no sooner was he gone, that all the guilt feelings rushed into my mind.

The next day,Sunday, I was hung over and SO, SO depressed. I kept going to the washroom to have a cry. Mike kept asking me,
" what's wrong."
I held out saying,
" Nothing."
I held out until mid afternoon and then I broke down and told him,
" something happened last night."
He calmly replied,
" I know. I was watching you from the top of the stairs."
I screamed at him,
" you're not mad, or jealous?"
He replied,
" No, not at all. I came two times watching you. The first time just after you changed the music, and the second time as you were gasping and moaning. I'm not mad, or jealous. I'm so turned on and I love you."

I told him he deserved that. Letting me flirt and him being so rude to Steve. He laughed and said,
"I knew Steve was hot for you. He couldn't take his eyes off you all night. As for being rude, if he liked me he probably wouldn't have seduced you"

So there it is. That's how it started. Even though I didn't let Mike touch me for weeks after that, eventually the anger and guilt subsided, leaving only the memories of the excitement I experienced that night.Within a month, I found myself fantasizing and yearning for those feelings again. Six weeks later I repeated with another man.Once again experienced guilt and depression afterward but the recovery period was much shorter this time.Within a year, I ended up going out every Friday or Saturday night looking to bring home a new guest to please Mike's voyeurism and my lust.

That was several years ago, and since then, when we go out together, I tell prospective guests my husband is my brother from out of town and staying over for the weekend. Other times, he stays home and I go out with my girlfriend, and then bring the man home. I phone before I come home and let him know I have company. He hides in the spare bedroom.

I'm so glad that the Steve was so sweet and such a good lover. If he would have been a dud, I wouldn't be sharing my experiences now.

Steve was fantastic, but he's not the best, and thinking back, knowing what I know now, I'm saddened that I rushed my him out of the door as I did. I never got to savor his taste. If I could do it all over again, we would have showered together, cuddled on the couch, and I would have made sure we satisfied each other orally.

Perhaps? one day I will meet up with him again and then I can make up for my nervousness that first time.

           My cousin Seth showed up with his friend Cam then. The first thing I thought was “Holy Fuck! Cam’s hot as hell!”, and I turned my attention to him. A blunt was passed around and I hit it a couple times. Feeling good as hell, I told Cam to meet me in the hall. I had my back against the door as he came up to me and grinded his muscular body entirely against mine. He pressed his forehead against mine and it was cold. “He must have just been outside,” I thought to myself. He pressed his lips against mine. They were cold too. My warm full lips pressed back against his in feverish passion as his hands roamed my body before they finally found the crotch of my pants. He rubbed my clit through my jeans and made me cum a little when he whispered, “Damn, you’re warm. Can I get inside you?” I gasped for air at the sound of his request. I nodded and he kissed me quickly one more time.

         We returned to the party where Ethan sat all pissed off. Whenever Cam was out of the room, I turned my attention back to Ethan. Ethan and Jared left around 5 am and Seth and Cam were staying over. Jen was sleeping on my bed, Seth was on the floor and I camped next to the bed with Cam.

          He started rubbing my back at first, making his way around to my 38DD breasts and started rubbing my nipples. He noticed that one was pierced and let out a small groan. I turned toward him and he played with the pierced one while he sucked on the other. “Bite it,” I tried to whisper. He bit me and I wanted more. “Harder,” I told him. I was trying to be quiet because my cousin was sleeping by our feet, but it was getting difficult. He took off my pajama shorts and I ripped his shirt off of him. Oh My God, did he have an amazing body. His pecs were defined and his stomach had a perfect chiseled 6 pack and his arm were so big and muscular and couldn’t help running my hands over them as he fingered me. “You’re so fucking tight,” he moaned into my ear. He removed his fingers and I was that they were dripping wet with my cum. I pulled his fingers toward my mouth and sucked my juices off. He stared at me in astonishment until I grabbed him and started kissing him. He laid down on top of me and wiggled his way of out his pants. I aimed his perfect thick cock toward my eager wet pussy. He pounded into my pussy with such force that I thought I would scream. I tried not to make any noise, but it was so good that I couldn’t help letting out little squeaks of ecstasy with each thrust of his massive cock that hit my g spot so perfectly. He grabbed me just as I was about to cum for the 6^th time and rolled me over so I was on top. I sat there rocking just a tiny bit, letting my pussy get used to having such a huge cock inside of it. But it didn’t take long before I was grinding and gyrating with everything I had. He smacked my ass and pulled me closer to him, sending his throbbing sex deeper and deeper. I bounced up and down, harder and harder, letting his entire dick out of me just before I made him enter again. He sat up and we rocked together in pure bliss as me bit my neck and nipples and shoulders. I put my mouth next to his ear and whispered, “Fuck me, Cam! Fuck me harder than you ever have. Make it hurt. Oh, hurt me please!!” He pulled out and slammed into me harder as he went on. “Aah… oohhh… yess yess yess!! Cam, I’m gonna cum again!! Oh make me cum!!”. He pulled me closer to him, filling my entire pussy with his swollen sex. “I’m cumming,” he groaned into my ear. He jerked a little but never stopped his rhythm. He made me cum so hard that I squirted all over his dick, stomach, and legs. “Damn,” he growled huskily at me. “I like that.” We sat like that together intertwined for a few more minutes trying to catch our breath. When he finally removed his now soft member from my quivering pussy, I was in so much pain, it was ecstasy. I laid down next to him and lit a cigarette. He turned to me with the most adoring look in his eyes and said, “You have the best pussy I’ve ever had.” I giggled and said thank you. He drifted off to sleep while I sat up documenting everything that had happened.

Ok the moment of true...I took a swig ov vodka that had bin foolish left open by my Farther..and Marched into the room..

There were atleast 30 people on my back garden and the smell of Burgers filled the air..

When there she was in all her glory..Pretty, pale skin, small perky boobs, nice legs, medium lenth blonde hair hair..GORGEOUS

I was in totall shock...

"umm hi" she said nervously   

"you must be my cousin Jes" I said smiling

"hehehe and you must be my cousin Kazz " she said with a little wink...Anyway one thing led to another and before we knew it we were laughin away absoloutly loving it.. 

Sooo "where about's is your bedroom she said smilling"...there didnt feel like there was any sexuall tension but..oh how I was wrong.

we walked in laughing at some jokes we were tellin...anyway we sat on the bed to watch some film's I had..she quikly chose "The grudge"

I dimmed the lights and closed the curatins so the room was real dark..She was terrified at the opening scene's and asked if we coould huddle because she felt scard and felt safer with me round her..So I did..

Anyway she put a pillow on my lap and she laid there perfectly still...I couldnt help but look...her slim legs and perfect little tight ass loked so unbeliveable...and her small perky tits were so fucking hot...I could see a little bit of her bra..but not enough.

I felt my dick harden under the pillow I quikly tired to guise it down my truoser leg...She must have felt it, it was impossible not too.

she glanced up at me with her blue eyes and flutterd her eye lids..."you ok babe ?" "yeahhh I'm fine" I said then she moved the pillow kneeled up and gave me a slow but sexy kiss....

She slowly pulled my new top off...and started to bite and suck at my chest, I knew she was horney...

She slowly unbuttend my jeans and pulled my comic strip pants right off...Revealing my Cock...6 inches rock hard....."oooh someone looks pleased" she went to put her lips to it but then stopped. " Infact you dirty boy come here... She ripped off her trouses and pulled off her top..she laid on her side and lifted her leg high in the air..."see that slit there" she said playing with her pink pussy "shove your cock in there NOW"

I couldnt belive it..this is all I had ever wanted for ages...and thee it was a perfect wet tight pussy laid before me...So I went for it and thrusted my cock in as hard as I could..she screamed with joy.."harder harder"  she demanded...I couldnt belive it the feel of my cock..much berrer than my hand when I masturbate..the pussy was soo wet and cold. it felt amazing...I could see sweat forming down her legs as she moaned louder and louder....her feet flying in the air..

"Im cumming" she screamed..And so was I " ohh uhh ohh Im coming babeeeee I'm cominnng...she moved out of the way and grabbed my tight cock slamming it back and forth with her mouth...while playing with her own pussy..."ooooooooooh" I moaned as cum shot onto her face I kept coming like there was no tomorrow...I rubbed it into her mouth and tongue and she loved it...she had already cum....slowly dripping down her leg's..I licked it all up in gental manly manoor along with all the sweat on her legs...

She loved it..

We were both laying there fully clothes...heavily breething when she said to me...."can you do me a favour babe" "anything sexy", I said to her well can you worship my feet...only there so tired from the sex and the plane ride and please just...kiss them"

I was slighlty bewilderd but decided to do my best...I slowly kissed her feet and licled at her sexy toes... she put her feet all over my face ass I massaged them better...Then all of a sudden the door creaked open...someone else was here.......

See next chapted for more =D

                                  

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up.

There was a small knock on the front door David walked in trying to do his tie up. "Hey babe" he said to me in a tired voice. It seemed everyone was tired these days. I smiled "let me help you with that baby". He gave me a kiss. Now me being horny and haven't had sex for days sent shivers up my spine. "mmmm" I moaned to myself. He smiled "you have 20 minutes before you two have to get to the church". I had forgoten about that for a fuew seconds. He gave me a small kiss and walked out the door waving. He looked so sexy in his suit it made me want to fuck him right there. Jamie frowned at me "you two are in love so much arn't you." She smiled. I nodded "Arn't you and Matt that in love" I asked. she laughed "yeah but I don't moan from one kiss". I blushed "We have to get you to that church so you can get married" I smiled.

Jamie and matt stood there holding hands looking into each others eyes "you may now kiss the Bride" The preist said happyly. They passonitly kissed and walked down the isal out of the church. David took me into his arms and smiled. "Doesn't watching two people get married make you hornny sweety" He put his arms around my tiny waist, by this time we were the only ones left in the chappel area. "yes" I smiled sexualy.I couldn't take it any more I had to have sex right at that moment. "David baby I need you inside of me right now even though we are in a church I need to feel you so badley inside of me". He smiled like a kid in a toy store. He didn't argue at all. "Fuck me so I can't walk in tommoroe" I smiled.

He picked me up so my legs were around his waist and started kissing me, His toung was half way down my throught by the time he layed me down on one of the larger church benches. I rubed his erect cock through his pants and undid his tie unbottoned his shirt as he unziped my black strapples dress and sliped it off. I was strugling with the clasp on his dickies he pulled away from the kiss smiled and guided my hands. He took my white strapples bra off along with the matching panties. We lay there naked kissing each other he cupped my cheeks in his hands as I combed my fingers through his black hair. He played with my brest "I don't want to hurt you baby so you have to relax" He said quietly in a sweet voice. I closed my eyes as he entered me I moaned his name "OHHHHH DAVID THAT FEEL SOOOO GOOD" He pumped in and out of me faster and faster."OH STACEY YOUR SO TIGHT". Now sence I haven't had sex for a while I moaned like a porn star witch is quite loud. David kissed me to hush me so we woulden't get cought. "DAVID I'M GOING TO CUMM" About ten seconds after I did so did David. He moaned into my chest

We got dressed "I love you my little porn star" He wispered into my ear "I love you to my sex god". Just as we were about to kiss Jamie and Matt walked in "Where the hell were you two we were looking for you every where" Matt groaned. "Well were right here" David said keeping his eyes glued on me. Jamie laughed and kissed Matt on the cheek "Don't worry about them". We got up and lefted with Matt and Jamie. "What were you two doing in there any ways" Matt asked in a confused voice. David smile and kissed me on the cheek. "You don't want to know".

        Let me take this moment to describe Liz for you.  She was not your average girl.  She was skinny, but not sickly belemic skinny.  I can't tell you for sure what her bra size was, but she was my little A-cup Angle, I know that for sure.  She had long brown hair and piercing green eyes.  She wasn't "hot" but she was definetly cute.  Durring the two weeks I spent getting to know her better I learned that she was basically a goddess of the bass guitar.  She was involved with a small local band that, has actually done quite well within our home state, but that is besides the point.  She was exactly what I needed to, relieve some pressure in my shorts.

~The begining of the relationship~

        I decided that I would take this naiive virgin freshman slowly.  The beginning of our relationship was cute.  Our first kiss was on Valentines day, and I asked for it in a cute way.  "Would it be a cliché if our first kiss was on Valenties Day" I asked.  But before she could respond I leaned in and gave her a strong kiss on the lips as she sat there speechless I said, "I never really worried to much about making clichés".  With that she began to feverously kiss me.  Thinking ahead I told her that, we should wait because that would be moving to fast.  The young girl believed me... sad.

        After about a month of dating we began to regularly make out, but I would never allow myself or her to go beneath the clothing, and she was just eating it all up.  But I knew what I was waiting for.  Prom was within a few weeks and I had big plans.

        One of her friends soon got a huge crush on one of my single buddies.  So with a little help from Liz we pushed her friend, Natasha, and my friend, Kyle, into a relationship.  This would only help with my later plans.

"It's one of Richard's and its empty. Go to level 21 and ask for Tracey. If anyone asks your there to help Tracey with her report. I'll be back around here in an hour and if your not here I'll wait in that cafe over there." she pointed to a cafe across the street as I got out of the car.

I had no sooner closed the dooor when she sped off, blending into the traffic, and dissappearing from site. I made my way the 21st level and as I exited the elevator a women at the reception desk asked if I needed assistance. I told her I was here to see Tracey and she picked up the phone and rang. She indicated that Tracey's assistant would be a minute and told me to have a seat.  A girl who looked about 18 came and escorted me to Tracey's office. Tracey was holding the door open and ushered me in while telling Anne that not to let anyone in and to buzz her 15 minutes before the meeting.

Tracey closed and locked the door while I stood in the middle of the room. She walked up to me and wrapping her arms around me pulled us together for a long passionate kiss.

"I need you to fuck me now" she whispered in my ear "fuck me before this meeting because I need to release the tension."

She was pulling at my jacket, then my tie, while marching me backward across her office. My legs hit something and my knees folded as I dropped onto a sofa. Tracey was reaching under her skirt and pulled off the same blue panties from the other night.

"You were right about these panties. I wore a pair with a skirt that was slit almost to the waist. Lots of people commented about how long and how good my legs looked. They even got the attention of the promotions manager which is why I have to give this presentation." Tracey said all this while fumbling with my belt and trousers.

I took over undoing my trousers as Tracey undid her blouse and her bra showing me her small breasts. She grabbed my semi hard cock and began jerking it until it was stiff enough to feed into her mouth. She licked the head coating it in saliva. Her grip was tight and it felt as if she was trying to squeeze it off. Her head bobbed up and down as she slowly fed each inch down her throat. Tracey massaged my balls as I just sat there on the sofa. She continue to suck for several minutes then she stood on the sofa placing a leg on each side of me and lifting her skirt to show me her pussy. Tracey leant forward holding herself against the wall as she lowered her pussy to my face.

I shifted to a more comfortable position and gripping her hips stuck my tongue into her slit. Tracey moaned softly as I opened the folds of her pussy with my tongue, tasting the freshly flowing juices. I probed her deeply with my tongue before running it up to her clit and giving it a rapid flicking. This must have been an extremely sensitive spot because she grunted and groaned each time I returned with my tongue here.

Tracey began to kneel but I pushed her to one side and bent her over the arm of the sofa. Standing behind her I had the perfect view of her arse, her cunt waiting for me. I gripped my cock and positioned it at her opening. Without any warning I thrust forward sinking my seven inch cock right in to the balls. Tracey muffled a scream that probably would have brought security if Anne had heard it outside. I pulled my cock right out and pushing forward again repeated the dose almost sending Tracey over the arm. Now I built up a rhythm pounding my cock into her, giving her arse a slap, forcing each thrust in as hard as I could. Tracey was biting hard on a cushion but had a hand between her legs rubbing her clit. We both neared our orgasms when Anne's voice issued from the intercom telling Tracey it was 15 minutes till the meeting. The sudden sound of another voice triggered the first spurt of cum from my cock. I kept on poundining away as I felt other shots of cum empty from my cock, finally I collapsed onto Tracey.

Tracey lay still for a minute then pushing her arse back dumped me off onto the sofa. She went to the ensuite near her desk and I noticed she walked with her legs together. I heard the sound of running water and when Tracey reappeared after a few minutes she was dressed and made up for her meeting. Crossing the office she picked up the blue panties from the floor and carefully put them on. She tossed me a damp handtowel and told me to clean up and look respectful. By the time Anne knocked to say 5 minutes we looked like a couple of respectful business people.

Tracey came over and gave me a kiss telling me she felt very relaxed for her meeting. Picking up several folders from her desk she walked to the door and opened it. I was sure Anne jumped away before Tracey turned around but she just gave me a smile and a wink as she showed me out. Anne escorted me to the elevators and kept looking at me carefully. I tried to avoid eye contact and even looked at the walls of the elevator as the doors closed.

Val wasn't to be seen so I crossed to the cafe and ordered a sandwich and some ice water. Lunch and Val arrived at the same time. The thrill of sex in an office surrounded by any number of people who could have walked in and caught us cancelled out most of my anger towards Val. She ordered a cappuccino and we sat in silence till the waiter brought her drink and left.

"I wish you would tell me whats going to happen when I go out to meet these clients." I finally said

"The not knowing is the best part. Some of my dates ended up with no sex at all, but as long as the client is happy, that's all that matters. They won't come back if their not happy with the service. Come on smile for me." Val kept on talking as I finished my lunch then she paid the bill and we headed for home.

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I put all my energy into work on Thursday and Mr Tink told me on the way home that tomorrow was clear for the moment as both our usual Friday jobs were away on holidays.

"I'll ring in the morning if anything changes." said Mr Tink as I climbed from his truck.

I was not surprised when the phone rang Friday morning. Mom answered the call and came to my room to say Mr Tink would be here around 10:00 AM as a job had come in for today and that she was leaving for work.

Mr Tink arrived right on time and asked did I know the O'Shea's, end of Ridge Road opposite the entrance to the golf club. I shook my head and realising we would bee near the golf club I rushed back in ang grabbed a change of clothes and threw them in a bag and dumped it in the back of the truck.

"I'll check out the job if you can drop the bag at the Pro shop and tell Ernie I'll be in for a game later." I told him as we drove up Valley Way and turned right onto Ridge Road.

"What if you need me?" he asked

"If it's a two man job I'll wait out the front so you can see me when you drive out from the course, OK" I gave him the look that says I know what to do.

Mr Tink dropped me off and headed for the golf club, I walked to the front door and knocked and was I ever surprised when the door opened and Anne from Tracey's office was standing there.

"I knew it was you" she said as she grabbed my arm and pulled me through the door, kicking it closed behind us.

Before I could do anything she had pulled me down level with her and was kissing me wildly. Off in the distance I could hear Mr Tink's truck rattle by and as Anne continued to kiss me I thought this really isn't a two man job.

"Got somewhere else to go soon?" I joked as I covered her mouth with my own. Her lips were full and pouty and my tongue could faintly taste what she had been eating before I arrived. My tongue, her tongue, they wrestled for control. I felt my cock rapidly growing hard. She moaned passionately, as my hands freely to explored her body.

She hugged me to her, pulling me close with a hand behind my neck. I slipped a hand to her arse and squeezed tightly, waiting for a comment, but she just kept kissing me. Being more daring as she continued to passionately kiss me I slid my hand between us and massaged her crotch through her shorts. She broke our kiss and again grabbing my arm pulled me up the stairs. I thought it would be her bedroom she took me too but she dragged me into the main bedroom and threw me on the unmade bed.

"Get you shorts off" she said as she reached behind her neck to undo the halter to she was wearing.

Leaning forward she gave me a complete tit shot. She had puffy nipples and the perfect little cone shape tits which would have fitted a Madonna type bra.
When I asked her should we be doing this here she told me her Dad had fucked her step mother last night when they got home and again this morning before leaving for work so some extra cum stains won't be noticed.

When her shorts met mine on the floor along with the halter top she stood next to the bed in nothing but a deep purple thong, pulled up tight so as to seperate her pussy lips. Thinking that if it worked once it should work again I reached out and grabbed an arse cheek and told Anne how sexy her underwear was and how it made her legs look long and desireable.

That did it, she jumped on top of me and began kissing me again. Anne was breathing heavily through her nose as she kissed me, while pushing herself off the bed as she dry humped her sweet young pussy through the material of her panties against my painfully hard cock.  When next she slid back she kept on going until her ripe little tits were wrapped around my cock. Anne folded her tits against my cock, leaning forward to lick the head as it bobbed between her breasts. She then took my cock into her mouth and I nearly shot my load from the sensation. I just lay back and enjoyed the attention has her head bobbed and her tongue swirled around my cock.

Soon my cock was slick with her saliva and looking up at me she whispered "Do me from behind."

She positioned herself on all fours as I crawled up on the bed behind her and positioned my cock at the entrance to her pussy. I pulled aside the fine material that covered her cunt and slipped my cock head between her folds. We both let out a low moan as I slid inside her steamy mound. My hips meshed with her ass cheeks as I tried to push even more cock inside her. She gave a small sob and I was about to stop when she pushed back against me. I could not believe the difference between her cunt, which was a tight little fuck, and the more experienced Val who I thought gripped my cock well.. I began fucking her slowly, feeling ever little inch of her hot pussy. She was very horny and very loud. I liked that.

Anne began oohing and arghing in time with my strokes as well as mumbling things to herself. I told her to let it all out.

"This is so good, I love this so much," I whispered above her.

"Please don't stop," she panted. The sound of our lovemaking filled the room room. The bed squeaked as I slapped against Anne's well rounded ass. The sounds of sex filled my ears and the aroma of Anne's pussy wafted to my nose. It was a very X-rated Kodak moment. All our efforts were building to a peak, Anne was becoming intense. My cock was rock hard and balls were set to explode. I bit my lip and tried to hold off my impending orgasm. But it was no use, Anne was just too hot and too tight. I slapped her ass as my cock began exploding into the recesses of her moist cunt. She clenched her pussy around my cock. I could feel it gripping like a hand as she tried to drain every last drop from my cock.

"You must have been this good for Tracey." she said as she winked and crawled back next to me.

"She got a nice bonus for the presentation and landing the new client. I hope you got a share or were you paid by the hour?" her laugh was infectious and this was the first time I can remember being so relaxed after sex.

As we lay there she told me about how she had recognised me at the office as the guy who had won the under 18 golf title at the club last year and how I could not be a twenty year old business man. Again she laughed and slapped the bed I just lay there and grinned. She then told me about her father who was mid 40's and her step mother who was 23.

"They fuck, All the time. I think she's trying to kill him with sex." said Anne

We just lay on the bed talking for an hour when Anne asked did I won't a shower. "With you, certainly."

Picking up our clothes we headed for the bath room. The hot water from the shower was stinging against my body but felt good and the site of a fully naked Anne was bringing my cock back from the dead. Anne asked me to soap her back and coating my hands I at first rubbed her shoulders, then her back, worked my way to her arse, paying attention to the crack, then in one motion I swept my arms around her body and covered her erect nipples with my soapy hands. Anne just melted against my body letting the water and my hands cover every inch of her body.

My hand snaked across her flat belly until it met the tufts of her pubic hair. I let my slippery finger explore deeper as we swayed together under the shower.
I found her clit and gently flicked it with my finger causing her to moan. Her own hands reached around to my arse and she pulled us tightly together my cock slipping up the crack in her butt to be enveloped ny the fleshy globes of her backside. I continued to work her clit increasing the tempo of my finger action.

Anne turned off the water and moved around to face me. Putting a hand on each shoulder she pushed me gently to my knees. "Damn, your beautiful," I said, looking at her sparsely haired pussy. I ran my hand over it, gently brushing away the soap bubbles. I couldn't believe the object laying before me, it was  sweet, moist and inviting. I placed my fingers on her delicate pussy lips, touching, enjoying and stimulating her sweet young body.

She reacted immediately I realized that she was more than ready. With a broad smile I leaned in and licked her pussy.

"Oh... fuck yeh," she said, shivering but not from the water. "Oh yes," she said again. Anne spread her legs wider as she closed her eyes, concentrating on the feeling of my tongue. She felt my long, agile tongue flicking through the folds of her moist pussy. Her body shuddered and jerked as I worked my tongue into every fold and hole. Her breathing was halting and erratic but she kept her hands on my head holding me in position. I could feel her stomach muscles clench as my soapy finger slid into her butt hole while I nibbled her clit.

The shower had a ledge built into it and Anne pushed me away as she plopped her butt onto it, "Fuck me again,"she mouthed breathlessly "fuck me long and slow, now."

I moved in and my cock slid in all the way without any effort. I pulled back and repeated the stroke. Anne was leaning forward to bite my chest and I found the sensation arousing. I worked my cock in and out slowly letting Anne feel its full length. I ground my hips against hers stimulating her clit, my hands went to her breasts and I rolled her nipples through my fingers, tugging them to puffy fullness. This was the most romantic fuck I had ever had I didn't want to stop. One again though the pressure was building in my balls and crushing Anne against the shower wall I felt the first pulse in my cock as my cum escaped my balls to shoot deep into her vagina. Several more spurts and I was done. Anne sat, eyes closed, and breathed deeply.

"That was sensational. When do you think we can do it again?" she asked grabbing a towel and skipping from the bath room. I picked up my clothes and followed her to her room and was about to say maybe an hour when her step mother arrived home and called out for her. Dressing quickly she hustled me down the back stairs and told me to look at the yard and work out something to tell her when she comes out.

Anne, still wrapped in the towel, raced back up stairs and called out that she was just getting out of the shower. I took my pad from my pocket and was quickly taking notes when Anne and her step mother, Chelsea, stepped onto the verandah and called to me. From my position on the lawn I had a clear view up Chelsea's skirt to her white panties that dissappeared between her legs. Anne was still wrapped in the towel and had put nothing on and was trying to distract me with glimpses of her freshly fucked pussy.  Chelsea asked about Mr Tink and I told her I was his partner and that while he did most of the small jobs I handled the more challenging stuff. She gave me a nod and a smile and turned and went back into the house. Anne looked at me and said " she wants you." then laughed and followed Chelsea inside.

This was looking more and more like a one man job.

  

     

Until next time :)

P.S. This occured on the night of June 4th, 2008

It was 7:00, soon time to leave the house. She walked in the towel and critically overlooked her cupboard. She decided to wear sports pants, which were very nice, since they were very tight around her ass and kept falling down, showing off her poweful asscrack. Luckily, in school she had no uniform, and even though there were some school rules about clothing, and however crazy the teacher went about 6 grade girls dressing like sluts on Tverskaya, girls are always same.

Anna wore a hot tank top, which barely shower her belly, but offered a nice sight for her big bad breasts. As the usual routine, she sat on the bus and fell asleep listening to her ipod. In school she went to her normal classes - she was in grade 9, freshman.

First class went as usual, but she kept feeling the eyes of boys behind her drilling into her asscrack, which was showing some good 5 centimeters of its might. Horniness filled her, as she kept rotating bending over and getting up to sharpen pencils, get paper or just stretch. But it was boring, they guys did nothing and got nothing but boners.

Next class, chemistry was quite similar. This time behind her were Andy and John. They were quite different - Andy was a shy white kid and John was big black motherfucker. She pretended to ignore them, while accurately listened to her whispers, amused by Andy's discussion of her breasts and John's accurate descriptions of how he would rip her asshole and rape the shit out of it. Anna felt wet and proud. She was dressed up and she felt that she needs a reward.

She was about to turn around and start flirting with them, but then decided against it. If they wanted something, they should work to achieve it So she walked out to lunch with those thoughts. Bad thoughts.

She decided to take a hook to the bathroom so Anna went by the art room. Suddenly, somone pulled her in by the hand and closed her mouth with a hand. Before she could realize what was happening her pants were pulled off and her tank top was basically ripped off. Before her stood Andy and John both naked.

"What the fuck is going..." - Anna started but John ripped her underpants and bra off. Until the end of the incest, she could say a word. John placed his swollen dick, aimed it for her pussy and rammed it into her vagina like a knight breaking in into a medieval castle. Andy set her front up on the table, and before Anna could scream, a wet white dick was in her mouth, uncontrolably begging for attention.

John grabbed her by the hips and kept pounding onto her poor pussy like there in no tomorrow. Andy was shyly but firmly shoving his dick in her mouth, twisting and pinching her tits. After a few minutes of struggle, Anna decided that it would be just easier to participate in the fun willingly, so she started sucking Andy off and tried not to scream with the pain in her pussy.

Things got more intense when Alex came in. He was a fat kid. FAT. like a whale. And he wanked off to Anna's myspace pictures EVERYDAY. so basically he jumped on top of her (the art table barely survived), twisted himself and john and started intesely fucking her anus home.

Anna was just moaning, but now with the double penetration for her virgin genitals, she could hold the scream. She screamed and sucked, she couldn't breathe, she was dying with pain everyhwere, pain and sensation. The guys comed and switch at the circle.

Now Alex was at the mouth, Andy was beating her pussy, and John put his big black dick into her asshole and tortured it like a nasty man. Boys kept switching in circles as time passed and tehy came, Anna couldn't scream or move anymore, she came in and out of consiousness, so the person at her mouth would jsut mastrubate himself and come on her stomach, and just play with her body.

After about 4 hours of intense rape (school was already over and they missed 2 classes), the boys left, leaving Anna on the table, naked, having been comed 7 times in her pussy, 5 in her anus, 3 in her mouth and 8 all over her. She was sleeping.

After counting down the last few minutes of the day Khai hit the power button on the PC and walked off to the café area on the floor. There was already a lot of staff who had arrived early and were downing their drinks trying to wash away the week. Khai picked up a beer and found a group of people he knew to hang with. The conversation was boring and Khai kept glancing down the hallway hoping to see Cassie stride in.

An hour of pretending to be interested in his work colleagues and 3 beers later Khai had almost given up on his chance for a perv on Cassie and was about to go home. He chucked his empty bottle in the bin and started to make an exit when he saw her. She was the most amazing girl he had ever laid eyes on. With long brown hair, nice full breasts, a flat stomach, beautiful tight arse and legs to die for. She really was every mans’ wet dream in the flesh.

Khai grabbed another beer and made it look like he wasn’t on his way out. Cassie strode into the café, nearly every guy’s and even some girls eyes followed her as she took a beer from the bar and started chatting to her girlfriends. She was wearing a tight short black dress that hugged her sexy body in the best way possible. No matter how hard Khai tried he couldn’t take his eyes of that amazing arse and her long bare legs.

Now he just needed for her to glance his way so he could strike up a conversation with her. This was as far as it ever went for Khai and he would always say his good byes to Cassie while kicking himself for not making a move. Her amazingly sexy body and inviting smile was just all too intimidating. But he would continue to torture himself by remaining friends with her and teasing himself to the point that he would have to go home and beat off over her.

Cassie finished off her beer and turned around to look for the bin to chuck the empty bottle in. That’s when she saw Khai standing by his work mates. She noticed the way Khai’s eyes moved up her body until they reached hers. He made her so hot, and she was pretty sure he wanted her, who wouldn’t! But he would never make a move, hardly any guys would, they always went for her more average looking girlfriends. Khai smiled at her and they both walked off to the side of the café to chat.

Khai struggled to keep his eyes on Cassie’s face, they kept wondering down to her cleavage that the black dress reveled a lot of. Man he just wanted to grab those tits and kiss them all over and suck on her nipples. They looked like a perfect sized C cup. Khai felt the familiar sensation of his cock growing. He felt sad thinking that it would be another night alone beating off over the image of this beautiful girl.

After a few more drinks and feeling Khai’s eyes burning through her tight black dress Cassie felt pretty confident and not to mention horny! She would have to make a move as it was obvious that Khai wasn’t going to. Cassie downed her beer and excused herself to the bathroom. Khai wondered back over to the group he worked with and thought that was all he would get to see of his fantasy girl.

Cassie ran off to the bathroom and locked herself in a stall. She couldn’t believe how horny the drinks had made her and also having Khai’s eyes on her all night. She ran her hands down over the thin fabric covering her tits and felt her nipples harden under her touch. Instantly her panties dampened and she knew no matter what she would make sure she got laid tonight. Leaving one hand fondling her tits Cassie slide the other one down and reached up between her legs to her panty clad pussy where she started to rub herself.

The wetness between Cassie’s legs amazed her, she slid a finger under the elastic of her g-string and easily slipped a finger into her shaved pussy. Her nipples were trying to poke right out of her dress they were so hard, Cassie pinched them between her fingers and let out a soft moan of pleasure. Her finger felt so good moving in and out of her wet pussy she could of cum right then and there. But she decided to hold on and wait her Khai to fuck her senseless. With much effort she slid her finger out of her pussy and tried to slow her breathing. Cassie’s panties were soaked through now so she slide them down over her toned legs and kicked them off. Picking up and putting them in her handbag she left the bathroom.

Khai noticed Cassie walk back in and grab another drink. She looked as sexy as ever and he couldn’t help notice the way her nipples were showing through her dress. She took a swig of her drink and walked across to him. Khai didn’t know why but his heart started to beat faster. The way she was moving across the room to him his mind ran wild with possibilities but he kept telling himself to stop being stupid. She came up close to him and placed her mouth right up against his ear. He could feel her body touching his arm and her warm breath on his ear. Instantly Khai’s dick went as hard as a rock.

Cassie cupped her hand around Khai’s ear and whispered in the most seductive voice she could muster, ‘I’ve just been fucking my pussy in the bathroom and I’m so wet and horny I want you to fuck me senseless right now.’ Khai almost choked on his beer, he couldn’t believe what he had just heard this amazingly sexy girl say to him.

Before Khai had a chance to think, Cassie took his hand in hers and led him out of the café. Everyone else was too rapped in their own conversations and too many drinks downed to notice the two leave. Cassie walked up the fire stairs to the next floor with Khai in tow. He couldn’t take his eyes of her sexy arse walking up the stairs in his face and was still wondering if this was a dream. Cassie who had lost all inhibitions seductively slid her hand down her side, then around to her arse and gave herself a squeeze then a slap.

Khai’s heart missed a beat at the sight of his and had to refrain from taking her right then and there on the concrete steps. Cassie looked around and smiled then pushed the door open that lead them out onto a floor full of conference rooms that at this time of night was completely empty. They walked into the first room they came to, it had a large round wooden desk in the middle and was surrounded by 8 seats or so. Huge glass windows showed off the city lights which while on the 36^th floor was quite a view.

Cassie pushed Khai into one of the chairs and then jumped up onto the table. She felt so drunk and horny and wanted to make this a night to remember. There was no music but Cassie started to move her body to an inaudible beat with such finesse. She started to move her hands all over her body, rubbing and squeezing her tits, pinching her nipples and now and then caressing her tight arse. She could feel the wetness from her pussy starting to run down her thighs and had to control herself not to jam a couple of fingers in her slit.

Khai could not believe what he was seeing! This amazing girl was gyrating on the table while touching herself in the most sexy and seductive way. Her hands roamed over her tits and he could see her nipples pushing through the fabric of her dress. His dick was aching from being confined in his pants and wanted to free it more than anything else. Cassie jumped off the table and straddled his lap. Her tits were right in Khai’s face, he couldn’t help it and started to kiss the bare flesh that was showing above the line of her dress. He cupped one of her firm tits in his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. Cassie pushed her crouch into Khai’s and she could feel his dick through his pants.

She bent her head down and frantically started to kiss him. Their tongues danced together with an urgent need. Cassie couldn’t help but rub her bare pussy against Khai’s dick that was trying to find a way out of his pants. She moaned into his open mouth. Cassie slid off Khai down onto her hands and knees. Khai noticed the large wet patch that had been left on his pants, he couldn’t’ believe she wasn’t wearing any panties! He was about to free his cock and fuck this girls brains out just as Cassie reached up and unzipped him. She reached into his pants and pulled his dick out. Some precum was already dripping out of the head.

Cassie took Khai’s cock in her hand and started to pump it up and down. She then started to slide her tongue up and down over his dick. Khai couldn’t take this teasing and grabbed the back of Cassie’s head and pushed her mouth down over his dick. She eagerly started to blow him. Khai had never had a head job like this before, she sucked better than any girl he had had before. She would take most of him in her mouth while moving her tongue around. Now and then she would twist her head from side to side which caused the most amazing sensations.

Sucking Khai’s dick was making Cassie even wetter and she couldn’t help but reach down and slide two fingers up into her pussy. She started to pound herself with her fingers and was having trouble concentrating on blowing Khai. She kept bouncing her head up and down on his large cock though and started to moan sending vibrations through him. Cassie could feel her orgasm building with incredible speed. Her fingers were a blur moving in and out of her dripping slit. Khai was also moaning now in pleasure and was close to cuming himself. She slid her now wet fingers out of her pussy and started to rub her erect clit. This was too much for Cassie and she let out a large moan as her orgasm ripped through her body. Juices flowed from her pussy down her legs, she didn’t think she had ever been so wet before. Khai wasn’t far behind, watching Cassie cum all over her fingers was enough to push him over the edge too and he blew his load into her mouth. Cassie kept up her sucking and swallowed it all.

Cassie stood up and realized her legs felt like jelly after such an intense orgasm. She slipped the straps of her dress down over her shoulders and slid it off her body. Khai couldn’t believe his eyes, her body was every bit as good as he ever imagined. Her tits stood pert on her chest and had large nipples just asking to be sucked on. Her pussy was neatly trimmed with only a small landing strip of hair. Cassie perched her arse on the edge of the table and spread her legs in an elusive way.

Khai started to kiss the creamy skin of her inner thighs. Starting around her knees and slowly moving up each side closer and closer to her pussy. He could smell her wetness and it made him feel intoxicated. Cassie was holding his head trying to push it into her wanton pussy. She wanted to feel his tongue inside her and was practically begging for it. Khai kept moving back down her legs though planting soft kisses as he went. Cassie was molding her tits in her hands, every now and then pulling on her erect nipples. She had had enough of this teasing though and roughly pushed Khai’s mouth into her wet cunt.

A moan escaped Cassie’s lips and she felt Khai’s tongue snake its way into her pussy. He pushed his tongue in and out of her lapping up as much of her juices as he could. She tasted so good! He moved up and took her erect clit into his mouth and started to gently suck on it and flick his tongue over its tip. Cassie was starting to hump his face and was moaning louder and louder. He knew it wouldn’t be long before she cummed all over his face. To push her over the edge he rammed two fingers up into her pussy and started to massage her g-spot. Cassie went crazy, her arse was bouncing up and down on the table and she held Khai’s head between her legs with no intent of letting go. A huge orgasm washed over her body, yes, yes fuck! She screamed. Khai was trying his best to lick up all of her pussy juices. His face was covered in her wetness.

Cassie let go of Khai’s head and pulled him up on top of her. They mouths met and she could taste herself on his lips. It turned her on to an amazing degree tasting her pussy on Khai. She reached down between them and guided his large hard prick into her wet gaping pussy. The feel of it sliding in was amazing, it filled her completely and she knew she had made the right decision to have Khai fuck her.

Khai felt Cassie’s tight wet pussy surrounding his cock. He started to pump in and out of her and was encouraged by Cassie’s moans of pleasure. She had wrapped her legs around him and was pulling him deeper and deeper inside her. In no time at all she felt another orgasm building in her pussy, she couldn’t believe how fucken hot she was and felt as though she could cum non stop tonight. She adjusted her hips so Khai was pushing against her clit each time he filled her up with his cock. Cassie started to scream out fuck fuck ohhhhh fuck yes! As another orgasm racked her body.

Cassie pushed Khai off and told him to lie on his back. She straddled him and slowly let his cock slide up inside herself. The feeling of it slowly opening her up wide and filling her up was amazing, she couldn’t believe she had waited so long to fuck him. It wasn’t long before she was bouncing up and down on his dick, grinding herself as hard as she could down onto him. Khai reached behind and grabbed her tight arse and helped push her up and down harder and faster. Cassie was in another world, she felt another orgasm approaching and knew this one would be huge. Pussy juices were flowing out of her cunt everywhere.

She grabbed one of her tits with her hand while the other moved down to her clit. She started to rub her clit furiously and knew it would only be a matter of seconds before her orgasm hit her. Khai felt his own orgasm coming and started to push himself harder up into Cassie trying to ram his cock into her as hard as he could. Their bodies were covered in a fine layer of sweat and the only noises that could be heard was the wet pounding of Khai’s cock pushing into Cassie’s pussy. Cassie’s orgasm hit her first, she was screaming now and pushed her hand into her clit and held it there. Her orgasm was so intense she felt she was going to pass out. She couldn’t move and held herself still as Khai kept ramming his cock into her, she felt his body tense and then the warm flow of cum spread inside her.

Cassie collapsed down on top of Khai and didn’t move for a minute. Her whole body felt amazing from her orgasm and she wanted to enjoy it to the most. After awhile Cassie got up and let Khai’s cock slip out of her. She felt empty without him inside her. Her juices mixed with Khai’s cum was running down her legs. Cassie’s pussy was swollen from the abuse it had just received but she knew she hadn’t had enough.

Cassie slipped her dress back on and winked at Khai.. ‘Do you want to come back to my place?’ she asked.