Back in those days of our early marriage, when we didn’t have the encumbrance of children or a mortgage or money worries, we just enjoyed ourselves, discovering each other and growing up. Halcyon days they were indeed and in truth, somewhat missed now.

 

Back in those days, Jenni’s figure was 34” 22” 36”. Her hair was, and still is, dark blonde. Her skin was flawless and glowed with vigour. Dark blonde lashes and a ready smile framed blue eyes that seemed to see beyond the norm. She was slender with medium sized breasts high on her chest. One has always been slightly larger and higher than the other. It is her deformity, as she laughingly puts it. She has and had what are called child bearing hips. She proved that to be wrong, never able to carry to full term. It proved fatal to our child on one occasion, but the other two have survived to be parents themselves. Jenni’s hips were a feature of her figure and, given the overall package, in no way detrimental to the vision she was then, but they might be considered out of proportion, Jenni is only five feet tall. Although her hips are a feature, it is her smile that I find so devastating; being self conscious, she rarely laughs out loud, but her smile can carry so many meanings, but there is one special smile that melts my heart. It carries a promise of delights, of knowing exactly what it is that I want, knowing that she can provide exactly that.

 

It took me some time, years perhaps, to learn how, but I have and still do, love that woman more than words could ever justify. In those days, we were just getting to know one another and fancied each others bodies to distraction, and why not? Screwing like the proverbial rabbits and discovering our bodies and what they were capable of.

 

We didn’t have the encumbrance of children as I said earlier, neither did we have a car or very much money, but it was enough. Our weekends were spent going out, anywhere that took our fancy. Just pack some food in a rucksack, buy a couple of train tickets and disappear for the weekend.

 

This particular weekend was just one of those times when we left the rigours of work behind and explored the freedom of the country. I still have some old instamatic photos of our trip to Dorking in Surrey, my birth place. Occasionally, I look at the old and curled pictures and remember the day. One of the pictures is of her crossing a style into a cow field. The River Mole in the background. She was laughing her head off because she couldn’t work out how to get her leg over. It is a great shot. She had a red and black collared top on that was closely fitted and accentuated her wonderful form. Her dark blue corduroy shorts showed her fantastic legs off to the full, but the smile radiates from the acetate and glows. It is a treasured photo.

 

We laughed all through the day. She got scared by the size of the Friesian cows that looked disinterestedly in our direction while we crossed their field. We made love on the bank of the river and as usual, it was over before it began. I suffered badly with premature ejaculation. It was a real problem then and very frustrating, fortunately, and filled with the clamour of youth, I was able to reload and the second time was far more gratifying, but hardly rocked her boat. Jenni admitted years later that she often wondered if that was all sex was about and wondered why she had been so scared as a girl.

 

We were still laughing on the train home, sitting in a musty carriage that smelled of British Rail’s very own brand of staleness. It was one of those carriages that were connected with a side corridor and had separate booths along the length with blinds on the window. It is a shame that modernisation has caught up with us, those carriages had real potential, the new open plan things are no fun at all.

 

I remember the conversation. I don’t have a naturally retentive mind, but some things stick out through association. We laid a stupid bet, one that neither of us had any real intention of wanting to win or even try out, but as an argument will escalate to spiral out of control, so this bet gathered pace and fed on its own velocity. I bet Jenni that I could get the phone number of a complete stranger of the opposite sex before she could. It had to be a member of the opposite sex and a five pound wager was placed between us. Five pounds was half of my weekly wage in those days.

 

The train stopped at East Croydon which was a terminus then. Long seconds turned into even longer minutes and it looked as if we were to sit on the train for some time. The bet was set during that wait and opportunity being the mother of invention, was immediately taken up by both of us.

 

I admit to leering at the young girls who patiently waited for our train to pull out so they could catch a later one. I leered, cajoled and tried my best to attract any girl to become even remotely interested in me. My failure was spectacular especially when two girls openly pointed at me and laughed derisively. I even resorted to whistling at some ugly girl, desperate to win the bet. Her scorn was palpable and hit me hard. A man’s ego is a fragile thing and so easily dented or even mortally wounded. I was wounded by the failure and gave up on the venture.

 

Jenni on the other hand, not only had a guy’s phone number, but was entertaining another guy in the carriage. She told me later that all she did was flash her eyes at him and that was all she needed. My deflated ego had a hard time digesting that.

 

I really don’t remember him too much. Probably, he was covered in spots with badly fitting clothes and halitosis. See, even now I am jealous.

 

They were deep in conversation, facing each other on opposite bench seating. She was leaning back with her arms crossed over her breasts; he was leaning forward and sat on the edge of the musty seat. If I knew then what I know of body language, I would have recognised her withdrawal from him, while he was exuding his willingness to get to know her rather more closely.

 

I slid the door open and in the split second it takes to assess the scene, smiled at her. Jenni smiled back and flashed her eyes in triumph. She had won the bet in spades and knew it, but wanted this guy gone.

 

I sat next to her and put my arm around her shoulders. He got the message when she leaned into me and kissed my mouth. With no further word, he left us to the relative peace of the carriage and its eddying dust motes that swirled in the shafts of sunlight coming through the brown stained windows.

 

Unforgivably, I challenged her to double or nothing. I mean; how stupid can a bloke be? The answer is right here on the other side of the keypad of my laptop. Here it stupidity in all its glory.

 

The result was a forgone conclusion and I had no chance at all. By the way reader, I should say that I am not ugly by any means. That isn’t a boast on my part, please believe that. I was a reasonably good looking guy, slender and clear skinned with good hair. But, I may as well have been Quasimodo. In fact, he might have even scored before me.

 

So, I returned to the carriage, once again deflated in the ego department and found that once again, Jenni had scored and was entertaining another young guy. Instead of sliding the door open, I watched her at work on the poor sap. He was obviously smitten by her loveliness and it was obvious that he was having trouble keeping his hands off of her. For her part, she seemed to be rather more interested. She leaned forward towards him and her hands were animated as she spoke. He was also leaning forward with his hands clasped together, a scant inch from her bare knees that she held together. His eyes were almost a big as saucers as he took her face and body in.

 

I really cannot remember what he looked like except that he wore faded jeans and a jacket over a chequered, open necked shirt. I do remember the shoes though, because I have always wanted a pair of tan coloured suede dessert boots.

 

She looked over to me and smiled a conspiratal wink and I signalled that I would stay right where I was, observing the scene as it unfolded before me.

 

They continued to talk, their voices muffled by the grimy glass of the partition. Both of them expressing their points in pronounced flurries of expansive hand gestures that punctuated speech. Then he got up quite suddenly and sat next to Jenni and smiled her assent to his closeness. She turned to face him and glanced at me over his shoulder momentarily, then concentrated on his face. I watched as she folded one leg under her and stretched the other in a languid fluidity of motion. It was an open invitation, albeit subconscious, but an invitation none the less and he read it as such. His hand lightly dropped onto her knee and stayed there.

 

The train lurched into motion with much creaking and the sound of shunting buffers. It picked up speed and left the station platform behind. I hardly noticed; my attention was totally enthralled at my wife and this guy whose hand was travelling ever so slowly up the outside of her thigh.

 

I could see her lips were parted and moist. They had become coloured slightly as they always did when she got excited. It acted like a beacon to me in our sex life, knowing that she signalled her readiness to couple in this way as well as other obvious signs.

 

They were still talking, although I couldn’t hear what was being said, but her smile and the way she studied his eyes told me that his advance was not entirely unwelcome. His hand had continued to traverse over her thigh and was now resting on her waist. Then Jenni surprised me. Her animated hands suddenly grasped his face and drew him forward into a kiss that must have done similar things to his nervous system as it was doing to mine.

 

Her breast was cupped in his large hand and she leaned back against the wall of the carriage, unfolding the leg she was sitting on so that it passed behind him along the seat. He was between her parted knees, massaging her breast through the stripey top and bra underneath. Involuntarily, her hips thrust forward in readiness to mate. He knelt up on the seat and lay against her, blocking my view a little with his jacketed torso.

 

They continued the embrace, kissing with a passion that was quickly becoming out of control. He had pulled the bottom of her top from out of her shorts and he had managed to grasp her breast under the fabric. It was perhaps the hottest scene I had ever witnessed, made all the more exciting by the knowledge of how she felt in my hands and knowing that her nipples were extremely sensitive to touch. It also added to my increasing arousal, not being able to see exactly what he was doing.

 

Jenni broke the kiss and gently pushed him back. She said something to him and started to come towards the sliding door. I stepped back out of sight so that he wouldn’t see me as he followed her progress with hunger in his eyes.

 

Once out of the carriage, she slid the door shut and came to me. Her arousal was plainly obvious in the bruised colouring of her lips and her heat as she threw her arms around my neck and kissed me deeply.

 

She breathed into my mouth, asking me if I like what I had watched and if I wanted her to stop and not go back into the carriage.

 

I told her just how hot she and the guy looked, how sexy I found her and watching as she was getting it on with this stranger, but I warned her to be careful, we didn’t know the guy.

 

Jenni reassured me that she had it under control and then dropped a complete bombshell, would I like her to take him home and fuck him properly with me watching. God only knows where she got that idea from, but it took me less than the space of a blink to whisper in her ear, God, yes.

 

She had told him she was going to the toilet and should get back quickly, but that she loved me, that she was having the day of her life and wanted this more than anything.

 

With that, she slid the door open and returned to the carriage and his waiting and eager arms.

 

I let them settle back into an embrace before resuming my voyeuristic vigil. The train pulled into Norwood Junction and halted briefly for alighting and departing passengers. Then, the journey to Forest Hill continued and their love making or at least, the overtures to it began again.

 

He had her top pulled up, exposing her bra covered breast. It was so sexy, seeing his hands kneading her flesh while sunlight glinted through the window and played over her alabaster coloured skin and flashed on the whiteness of the lacy fabric.

 

Deftly, he unclasped her brassiere with one hand and freed her tits from confinement, only to be confined by his hand on one and his mouth on the other. I knew that it would drive Jenni wild and saw the effect his ministrations were having as she arched her back and gasped.

 

I was aware of another person beside me and looked as my viewing had been joined by another guy. He acknowledged me with a wink and then craned his neck to get a better view. I guess my position at the window didn’t help and in a comical way crawled across to the other side so his view would be uninterrupted.

 

My gaze returned back to find that He was standing in front of Jenni. She was slowly unzipping his trousers while looking up into his eyes, her head tilted back and her dark blonde hair cascaded down her back in careless profusion of curls.

 

Her hand quested inside the aperture and brought forth his cock. Her eyes widened at the size of his uncut and engorged cock, just as mine did. He was enormous in comparison to me and a moment of concern crossed my mind. He was likely to hurt her with such a huge weapon.

 

Slowly, Jenni’s hand encircled his rigid member and her lips parted in a wicked smile as she licked the end and passed her tongue over her lips. I knew she was doing this as much for the show as for her own pleasure and blessed her for the effort she was putting in.

 

 She pulled back his foreskin and gradually, the distance between his twitching cock and her mouth closed. It was like watching a docking of space capsules in slow motion. Her mouth opened and his exposed head passed into the warmth of her moist mouth. I watched fascinated as inch by inch, she took him into her throat until she must have enveloped five inches or so. Worryingly, there was still another three or four that was wrapped in her fist.

 

Her head began to bob, her cheeks puffing as his length slipped backwards and forwards in an increasing pace. She kept it up for a while, alternatively sucking and licking him, running her tongue around the ridged end. He was having difficulty in standing, the motion of the swaying carriage and her mouth conspiring to upset his balance. Jenni pulled him from her mouth and adjusted her position in front of him, then smiled up at him while she allowed his re-entry into her waiting haven. Only this time, she took her hand off of his cock and grasped his buttocks, controlling his movement and helping him to stay steady. In an amazing act, she plunged her head forward and took his whole length into her throat.

 

The guy standing opposite me groaned and sprayed his semen over the floor in an unabashed hand job. He grinned sheepishly at me and said this was the hottest thing he had ever seen. I nodded my agreement, a little shocked at his casual attitude to masturbation, and returned to the unfolding act.

 

He was buried deeply into her, rocking his hips and fucking her throat. I could see the progress of his cock as her neck expanded and contracted with the motion. Jenni had sucked me on a few occasions, but it didn’t look anything like this and I wished I could measure up to his length.

 

He grabbed her head and gently pulled his cock from her mouth, it was obvious that he was in danger of flooding her with his seed. Jenni had other ideas though and grasped his purple ended dick and swallowed it in a furious motion of fucking him into her throat. She had every intention of taking him all the way and savouring his come.

 

He threw his head back, his eyes clenched tightly and a rictus like grimace pulled the corners of his mouth tight. Then he came and shouted something as the first wave of his ecstasy exploded from him closely followed by shudders of ejaculation as he filled her mouth. Jenni withdrew him, licked the last drops from his glistening gland and then opened her mouth wide to show him his seed as it played across her tongue. He said something I couldn’t make out, but his reaction as she swallowed the whole amount was unmistakable, it didn’t need a lip reader to see him say “Oh fuck me.”

 

The other guy who had joined me in our voyeurism shook his head in awe and said what a lucky guy her partner was. My reply foxed him for a moment when I said that indeed, I truly was a lucky man.

 

Forest Hill came up shortly afterwards, just enough time for them to adjust her clothing and for him to calm down. I realised I had the tickets and needed to get one to Jenni, luckily, the platform was on her side of the carriage. I managed to drop her ticket as I wordlessly passed between them and stepped onto the platform.

 

She was going to take him home and I needed to get there first.

 

Fortunately for me, a bus was just leaving the bus stop; I ran full tilt and jumped onto the platform. It would give me a head start and allow me to prepare.

 

The lesson

 

Part two (The bedroom)

 

I managed the trip to our house with no events. Shutting the door with a slam, I raced around the house, desperately thinking of where I should be when they came in. I was still trying to work something out when her key opened the door and their laughter drifted up the stairs.

 

I risked a peek over the banister and watched as they ripped clothes off of each other. Jenni had her leg hooked around his waist and her mouth planted on his. Gasps and grunts punctuated their frantic efforts to kiss, screw and divest their clothing, all at the same time. He lost balance and fell to the carpeted stair with her on top of him. She giggled as he pulled her top over her head and off of her raised arms. His shirt parted from her pulling at it and dropped to the floor to join her bra and discarded top. He managed to stand again and undid the button of her shorts. They too dropped to join the detritus of shed layers. He was about to yank her panties down, but she stopped him saying breathlessly, upstairs. She raced up as he followed closely behind.

 

Silently, I backed into the spare bedroom, but left the door open enough to be able to see their progress along the passage that led towards the two rooms. His hand had grasped her ass and she was giggling hysterically, almost running along the passage, her breasts jiggling deliciously. I had a moment of panic, thinking that she might chose the wrong room, but was instantly relieved as she headed into the bedroom. The door stayed open.

 

We had a large mirror opposite the bed, that topped and huge old chest of drawers. I had angled it so that I would have an uninterrupted view of their play. Not wanting to miss a single thing, as soon as the springs groaned with their weight, I took up a position in the doorway, protected by the opened door and watched as the last of his clothing sailed into a corner, leaving him with only a pair of pants on.

 

They embraced, with Jenni on her back and he lying on his side with her head supported on his arm. He was tracing the veins that always showed under the alabaster coloured skin of her breast. The frenetic pace had calmed now that they were horizontal and almost naked. He kissed her, murmuring into her parted lips, professing his desire for her body. Jenni in turn, Mmmed and ran her hands through his hair and down his back, pulling him against her lithe body.

 

He raised and cupped his head while his free hand travelled in achingly slow swirls, ever towards the prized of her sex. A thumb hooked the elasticated band of her panties and eased them over her thighs, working alternate sides, gradually exposing her blond haired mons. Her hips raised and the panties also became airborne as they sailed across the room like a discarded sweet wrapper.

 

He was taking his time now, savouring each moment and movement as it developed. It was a form of foreplay that had not occurred to me and the effect it had on my wife was duly noted and logged.

 

He kissed the nearest nipple to him, gripping the hardening nub between his teeth and pulling and drawing it upwards. It looked painful, but obviously wasn’t, instead, she squealed and gasped as he suddenly released the trapped nerve ending and flicked his tongue over the sensitive nub. It was the only contact he had with her body, just his tongue and mouth. His hands were either supporting his head, or lying impassively along his length. I had to admit, her choice was good to look at, even though he was a man.

 

He nuzzled her neck, one of Jenni’s erogenous zones and always bound to produce a result. She responded as I thought she would, grasping his head and shoulders in what looked like a desperate attempt to hurry him along. He had his own agenda and was not to be hurried now that he had her under his control.

 

He kissed her throat and planted small kisses between her breasts, then slightly lower, pausing at her navel and spreading a slick of saliva on her skin and a trail of goose bumps. She shivered and writhed as his tongue and lips traversed her skin, always heading towards her sex, but in his own time. Even I was getting a little impatient with his performance, until, in a sudden surge of sinuous movement, he swung a leg over hers, parting her knees and planting his mouth against her silken mons.

 

She groaned as his tongue flicked out, parting her lips and seeking her desirable centre. He then began sucking and licking her clit and labia, bringing her to a brink and then halting in a sensual tease, just keeping her shy of release. I watched and learned every nuance of his technique and marvelled at the way he played her nerves and body as a virtuoso might a grand piano.

 

His fingers joined his mouth, prising open her lips and gently pushing into her, looking for that magical “G” spot. He knew just where and how to manipulate and caress her, keeping her on the edge of orgasm, but just far enough away for it not to spill over. She had been to the threshold several times and each withdrawal raised the need and desperation until she cried out for release.

 

The combination of tongue, teeth and finger tips combined to drive her almost delirious with want until he relented and took her to the brink and then beyond. In amazement, I watched as a stream of come sprayed from Jenni while she screamed, raised her shoulders and shuddered. Unable to take any more, she pushed him away in a defensive action, but already too late. I had never got her to this point, but could hardly be surprised. I was watching a master at work and the results of his practiced art splashed against his face and soaked into the quilt.

 

Jenni was coming down in receding shudders and quivers of uncontrolled nervous energy. Over the initial amalgamation of overly stimulated nerves, she collapsed back to laying flat. She had the back of her hand clenched between her teeth and her breath rasped in a ragged staccato between her lips whiles her legs spas med in uncontrolled twitches. She was obviously experiencing a total climax, a shattering of her normal aplomb and equilibrium. The invasion of her body had driven her to a point of incapacitation that, to the observer, looked like the effects of an electric shock.

 

He allowed her to calm. Laying beside her and gently massaging her stomach and ribs as if helping her breath. Jenni was gasping, but managed to say in a gruff voice that it had been fantastic. She clasped his neck, locking her fingers together and drew him to her lips. She kissed him and took the occasional gasp from the side of her mouth. In a much less frenetic pace, his hands took her breast and teased her nipples to erection. Once again, her breathing became rapid and she squirmed under his ministrations. His mouth left hers and suckled on her engorged nubs.

 

As if in slow motion, her parted her knees with his knee and slid between her opened legs. Carefully and deliberately slowly, he positioned his cock at her entrance and agonisingly slowly, pushed the head past her outer muscles to rest just inside her. In the ultimate tease to Jenni and the voyeur, he ceased the push and just stayed inside while he kissed her tits and kneaded her flesh, finding erogenous zones at her arm pits and the inside of her elbows. She hardly moved, looking transfixed like a rabbit in the head lamps of an onrushing car.

 

He was playing her again, plucking at the taut strings of her nerves and raising her already heightened condition. He maintained the position and manipulations, bringing her to a crescendo and teasing her with the promise of fulfilment. He kept it up until, the waiting and desire overcame her and she cried out in readiness. He waited until her cries became desperate, then, when he judged her to be ready, plunged his rigid shaft into her in one fluid motion that made her scream in pleasure and release from the waiting. Her knees instinctively rose up and she gripped him with her ankles crossed behind him and with her own lower body strength, pulled him even further into her body.

 

He set a rhythm that was uncompromising and insistent, but unhurried. His cock drove into her in long strokes. His mouth found her neck, one of the most productive erogenous places, with the added stimulation, Jenni took over the pace and forced him even deeper into her by raising her hips and rotating her them a little to accommodate his angle. Her free hand found her clit and massaged in time to their thrusting.

 

She wouldn’t last too long I knew, not fully recovered from her last climax. Watching them fucking was a fantastic experience. I watched and learned his technique, how he played with her and kept her on the brink of orgasm. He looked impassioned, but knew he must be enjoying every second of this beautiful woman and her body.

 

Jenni was crying, tears slipping down her cheeks and sobs wracking her body. She was rapidly reaching another shattering climax. He breathing rapid and her movements becoming jerky and uncoordinated and then it hit her like a tsunami, a tidal wave of emotion and nervous energy. Her come sprayed under pressure from between her and his pubic meeting point. Jenni screamed and her legs thrashed as it washed over her, soaking her tits and stomach. It sprayed in a fountain of liquid and acted as his signal. His pace increased and he adjusted slightly and buried himself to a depth he had not been before. In rapid and savage thrusts, his cock drove into her in repeated thrusts until he yelled himself and emptied his sacs of sperm into Jenni’s womb.

 

Statuesque, he remained motionless as spurt after spurt liberally coated her insides. Then he pulled himself upright and knelt at her face for Jenni to take him in her mouth and clean him of their combined juices.

 

He laid along side her as she twitched and jumped in small charges of nervous tics, holding her as if she might jump off the bed from her energy being expended.

 

Dumfounded by the action and Jenni’s reaction to his ministrations and with a hardest cock I had ever had, I crept away from the doorway and noiselessly went downstairs to the front door and opened it. Then I slammed it shut and called up the stairs, as if just coming home, then went into the kitchen and rattled the kettle.

 

I heard his hurried escape, and saw his retreating back as he, comically, was trying to put on his Jeans and shirt while carrying his jacket and shoes. The door shut behind him quietly and Jenni came to the kitchen, her knees unsteady, her face and lips flushed. She collapsed into my arms and I carried her to the front room to lay her on the sofa.

 

She was soaked and the smell of sex and sweat exuded from her. We didn’t make love at that time, she was far too exhausted, but, when we did the next day or whenever it was, my own performance was all the better for the master class. I had a much better understanding of how her body worked and so did Jenni. We had both learned from the experience and it was the start of our satisfying and beautiful sex life. Neither of us needed to use another in our play and fortunately for me, Jenni never wished to revisit sex with another man.

 

That was over thirty years ago, but the memory remains as vivid as if were still playing before my eyes. Remembering has been a wonderful reminder of how beautiful my wife is and both she and I will be going to our bed to remember the feelings of lust and love together.

Time was passing and it was about 7.30 p.m. I hadn't realised the time so I had to go home because I had school the next day, thank god it was Friday tomorrow. I walked home as fast as I could, not being able to contain myself, I was soo looking forward to talking to Ben even though I didn't really know him well...yet anyway. I got into my house and went straight online. As I signed in, my heart jumped as a familiar name popped up. Ben. I was so happy and by the sound of him, he was very happy also. Before I knew the time, I had to go to bed, it was getting late. I hated leaving him, I wanted to talk to him all night, but it wasn’t possible so, I had to go. We promised to speak the following night though. And that gave me something to look forward to.

God, that following day dragged on and on. Every time I looked at my watch, 5 minutes had gone, 10 minutes had gone. Time seemed to be passing so slowly, it was unbearable. I couldn’t wait to get home and speak to Ben, somehow over the few hours that we spoke the night before, I had become addicted to him, my life evolved around him. Finally at 3.30, the school bell rang. I ran out of school, ran home. Not being able to breathe I was in so much of a hurry to speak to Ben. Heart thumping as I ran through the door, ran upstairs and sat down next to my computer. I signed in and my heart started pounding. A huge grin came onto my face when I seen a familiar name pop up at the bottom of the screen. I don’t know why, but Ben made me feel so happy and special, I don’t know how he did it, but I loved it.

Ben and I had been chatting for weeks on end, spending all of my spare time I had, chatting to him. Over the weeks, months, Ben and I grew very close towards each other, we told each other things that I wouldn’t dare tell any of my friends or family. We grew to know each other inside out, we knew everything about each other, everything that there as to know. Ben asked me if we could meet. Liam knew him and he told me that Ben was a great laugh and was the nicest guy around so I thought, why not. We knew each other well enough and it was the next thing we could do to bring us close, to build on the relationship that we had built. So that was it. We decided to meet the following Saturday.

I was so nervous the closer Saturday was getting. My heart was pounding so hard at the thought of meeting the guy I had fallen for online. Saturday had arrived. I woke up, I felt so sick when I woke up. My heart was working overtime, my palms were sweaty. I felt terrible but so excited at the same time. I couldn’t wait to see Ben! So I got dressed, I wore a pair of light blue jeans, a blue sleeveless vest top and trainers. Plain and simple, with a spray of perfume, ahh that completed it. I looked, and smelled good. Then it was time to get dropped off at the train station.

My mum dropped me off and she drove off. I waved her goodbye, I was smiling and trying to be happy but inside, my stomach was doing summersaults. I was nervous so I decided to wait in the main area of the station and wait for Ben. I was sat there for about 10 minutes then I saw a tall guy walking towards me, I knew it was Ben. He was tall, about 6ft, brown spiky hair, blue eyes, thin toned body. He was wearing a dark pair of jeans, white trainers and a blue and white stripped t-shirt. He walked up towards me and I looked to the floor. I looked up as he spoke.

“Sarah? You must be Sarah” he spoke with a hint of nervousness in his voice.

“Hey Ben how are you?” I said grinning like a cat, my heart nearly thumping its way out of my chest.

“I’m great thanks! It’s so nice to see you. You look even prettier than you did in the picture Liam showed me, and prettier than you were that time on web cam” he whispered, blushing slightly.

“Aww thanks” I said “your sweeter in person than you are online!” and we both laughed.

Ben reached out to take my hand and said to me “shall we go somewhere” smiling sweetly. I took his hand and followed him out of the station. Ohh his hands were so soft. They felt like silk compared to my rough hands.

We drove around, going nowhere particular. Just being together was all that mattered. It didn’t matter what we did, where we were, just that we were together. We stopped outside a park and went for a walk. As we were walking through the park, Ben shyly slipping my hand in his, linking our fingers together. I had the biggest grin ever, I was smiling so hard and so much that my face was actually starting to ache. We walked holding hands for what seemed eternity, just chatting about anything, just enjoying the company of each other.

We found a part of the park where it was quiet, a grassed off area and we got comfy there. It was sweet, no one around, the odd person walking past with their dogs. I layed on my back, looking at the sky, talking to Ben. I could feel him move closer towards me, shifting closer to me all the time. Ben slowly moved closer towards me and bent his head. I knew that he was going to kiss me. I got up and rested onto my elbows. He cupped my face in his soft hand and slightly twisted his head so that our noses didn’t collide. I felt the softness of his lips touching mine. I put my hand behind his head bringing us closer again. We kissed for what seemed a lifetime but only lasted a few seconds in reality. We pulled apart, neither of us not wanting our lips to separate. He still held my face in his hand and smiled. I smiled back at him and we both moved our heads together again and kissed once more. But this time the kiss had more feeling, it was more passionate. He gently parted my lips and slid his tongue inside my mouth, brushing his tongue with mine. My heart was racing, I could feel my face getting flushed. My tongue was rolling around with Bens, each of us wanting to get more, to taste more of each other. We were holding each other so close and tight, I didn’t want to let go of him, and I think he felt the same.

Unfortunately our fun came to an end. The day was closing in and it was tine for us to part and go our separate ways, it was time for us to go home. Ben drove me back to the train station where my mum wouldn’t be picking me up in less than an hour. While we were in the car Ben took my hand, squeezed it and smiled. At this point I as so happy to have met Ben, but I was so sad that it was going to end. After Ben smiled at me, I couldn’t look at him again. I kept looking out of the car window, he was asking if I was ok, but I couldn’t tell him. My heart was braking inside and I just started to cry. I couldn’t hold my feelings inside anymore, I wanted to be with him, I didn’t want to leave him go. I finally turned my head to face him. As I turned to face him, he was smiling but once he’d seen that I was crying, he asked what was wrong. I poured my heart out and told him how I truly felt. He squeezed my hand harder and a tear fell down his face. I left go of his hand and wiped his tear away. He smiled again and I then realised, that we were nearly at the train station. Ben walked me into the train station and gave me a kiss. I could feel a lump in my throat as he kissed me. I wanted him, I felt deeply for him, I needed him. We broke our kiss and he said “ill see you soon baby girl” I felt happy that I would see him again, but sad because we had to part, but I left him go.

My days seemed to last for ever thinking about Ben. Wanting him all the time, not being able to wait for the next time I seen him. We had been out together for ages, different places, didn’t matter where as long as we were together. Then things started to get physical between us. There was touching in intimate places, kissing in places and we decided that the one thing we could do to get totally close would be to make love.

Over the weeks we’d been together, it had turned into months. We’d fallen in love slowly and this grew to us eventually meeting the parents. Both our family’s were cool with us being together and so we spent time over one and others houses, getting personal, physical, showing out love towards each other.

So one night, it was about 7.45 at night and I was over Bens house. I was lying on his bed and he was sitting at his desk by his computer. I was feeling lonely so I called him over and he came and layed on the bed with me. We started to kiss, deeply, hands roaming over one and others bodies. Breathing getting erratic, strong breathing, moaning. Ben looked at me in a way he’d never looked at me before. His eyes were full of passion, full of love. Tonight was the night I was going to loose my virginity with the guy I loved, I was going to make love with him.

Ben slowly started to take off my t-shirt. I was always embarrassed about my body so I tried to cover up when my t-shirt was taken off. I tried to cover my body up with my hands, but Ben smiled and whispered in my ear “don’t be embarrassed baby, I love your body, I love you, I love the way you are. I love everything about you” and kissed my forehead. He slowly took my bra off, and placed them on the floor, then moved on to taking my trousers off. He was so gentle, he gave me goose bumps. Ben had taken my clothes off and was looking at my body. He was looking at me so lovingly. He kissed me and kissed me all over my body, getting me to relax. I really wanted to feel him inside of me, wanting to feel as one with him. I looked at him not saying anything, and he knew what I meant with the look I gave. I nodded and smiled weakly. He positioned himself above me slightly opening my legs more. He rolled the condom onto himself. He lined his manhood against my womanhood. He gently pushed against me, sliding himself inside me. I was too tight, so he whispered in my ear “relax baby, I promise I wont hurt you”. So I relaxed my body, then I felt his manhood sliding deep inside me. It hurt at the beginning but the pain eased and it became pleasure, a whole lot of pleasure. As I felt Ben sliding in and out of me, I wrapped my legs around his legs, out bodies combining as one, moving in rhythm. I heard Ben moaning and I felt him moving faster and harder against me, slamming his body against mine. Then I felt him lean forward and whisper in my ear “its nearly here baby, I’m so close” this pushed me over he limit and I started moving myself harder against him, then I felt him give one last push and that as it. He broke, his manhood had spilled the seeds and showed me his love.

Ben collapsed on top of me breathing heavy. I could hear his heard slamming against his chest. He turned around and wrapped his arms around me and said lovingly, brushing a piece of hair from my face “ I love you with all my heart and I never want to loose you”

“You never will loose me, I’m all yours. I love you too” and we drifted to sleep locked in each others arms.

And to this day, we are still together, still the same loving couple, still making the same passionate love as we did the first time we made love.

Yet there was something...  Was the one twin's thong just a little bit tighter?  Outlining the lips of her barely-hidden pussy just a little more than her sister's?  Her gaze, a little more straight-ahead and unfocused? -- while her sister's attention wandered from the warm ocean, to the sand, to the people ahead, to the children playing, to her twin's face, then out to the horizon.

With twins, they say, there is always a dominant one -- the leader, that the other twin goes along with, agrees to, matches.  Often, it's the firstborn of the two -- but not always.  With Cindy and Linda, this was true -- but not for the usual reasons.

They continued their walk, at a leisurely pace, the late afternoon sun at their backs.  With every step, Cindy's tight thong tugged on the hidden circlet that ringed her clitoris.  Left foot, a bit of a pause, right foot, a tilt of the hips.  Tug... pause... tug... a rub against the cloth of her thong.  So gentle.  So impossible to ignore.  The little marble sewn into the inside of the back of her thong pressed against her anus, teasing with every step.  Tap, a bit of a pause, tap, glide.  So impossible to think.  Just follow her sister Linda's steps, let her hand gently guide their direction.  The shimmering blue cloth disguised the spot of wetness continually dribbling from her pussy.  Her nipples were taut, jutting out, continually aching.  So were Linda's nipples -- but the cause was different.

Linda guided her twin as they walked along the edge of the water, listening to the barely-suppressed panting that was Cindy's breathing.  She knew that with every step, every shift of position, Cindy was being stimulated repeatedly, relentlessly.  Linda looked around, enjoying the delightful view of the sky, the ocean, the nearly-naked bodies -- many beautiful, many not so beautiful.  She knew people stared at them.  It excited her.  Even more exciting that they had no idea of the power she held over Cindy.  The power they agreed would last a year.  And that year was coming to an end.

They reached the gate to the private stairway, leading up to their beach house.  Linda let go of Cindy's hand, and unhooked the tiny key ring attached to the right strap of her own thong.  She opened the gate, led the panting Cindy through, then closed and locked the gate.  Step by gentle step, they ascended the long stairway, all of wood painted a light blue, but weathered by years in the sun and wind.  At the top, Linda unlocked the door, again led Cindy through, closed and locked the door.

Once inside, Cindy immediately dropped to the floor on her hands and knees, and crawled alongside her sister.  Her eyes were still unfocused, her mind barely aware of where she was -- only that she was next to her sister.  Her mistress.  Her owner.

Poor little rich girls, Cindy and Linda.  Daddy passed away when they were only two, not even a memory in their heads, known only by his appearance in the family photos, and the big portrait hanging over the fireplace mantle back home, in the family mansion.  Mama had no time for them, being always away on some trip, whether for one of her many charitable causes or just on a vacation.  Taking babies along would have been inconvenient.  And by the time the girls were older, Mama had not acquired the habit of thinking about them as traveling companions.  Raised by nannies, educated at boarding schools, as the girls entered adulthood they were entirely independent of all family ties.  Except, of course, money.  Something they never had to worry about.

Finding something interesting to do -- that was another matter.

They had played little "follow the leader" games all their lives.  Somewhere along the line, as emerging grown-ups, the games became subtly more and more sexual.  Going out with boys -- or girls -- and switching dates.  Daring each other to push the envelope just a little bit farther, try more outlandish things.  Each watching the other having sex, in a hotel or car.  Exchanging partners.  Playing with each other, while their dates watched, or screwed them from behind.  Some experiments with bondage and discipline.  With hypnosis, mind control.  They both decided they liked that -- a lot.  They played little dominance games with each other more and more.  Sometimes Cindy was the mistress, sometimes Linda.

Then they hit on the idea of "the agreement."

For one year, one of them would be the dominant partner, the other the submissive.  For a full twelve months, one of them would be mistress, the other slave.  At the end of the year, they would switch.  A game of "spin the dildo" decided that they would start out with Cindy as the slave, Linda as the mistress.

Today was the anniversary.  The last day of the year.  Time to exchange places.

Linda led Cindy to her usual "slave cell" -- the shower stall in the bathroom.  "Stand up," Linda said.  Still not quite sure where she was, Cindy stood, and let Linda guide her through the door of the stall, and position her facing the shower head.  Linda lifted Cindy's left arm above her head, and attached the wrist cuff that dangled from a chain in the ceiling, then did the same with her right arm.  Then she reached inside Cindy's thong, and unhooked the clit circlet from the string that attached it to the swimsuit.  Cindy's legs shook with the brief stimulation of her clit.  Linda gently tugged the thong down Cindy's long, smooth legs.  A tap of Linda's finger to the back of Cindy's left knee signaled Cindy to lift her foot, so Linda could pull the suit off that leg, and then a tap to her foot made the slave set her foot down again.  Repeating with the right leg, Linda removed Cindy's thong, and set it aside on the counter top.  A tap to the inside of each thigh signaled Cindy to shift her stance, so her legs were spread in a wide inverted "V", allowing Linda to attach the ankle cuffs to the slave's legs.  Linda then walked out of the bathroom, leaving Cindy chained in the shower stall.

The bathroom held many ways for Linda to play with her slave.  Racks of dildos, in a variety of sizes, shapes, and degrees of "bumpiness."  An enema bag -- a very large one -- with a long tube, and a collection of nozzles, also in various sizes.  Scented oils and lubricants for the skin.  Special lubricants for the vagina, the rectum -- some with stimulating or aphrodisiac qualities.  That was the "low tech" part.

There was a waterproof TV screen in the wall, directly in front of Cindy's eyes.  In a few moments, it came to life, with Linda's face looking out at Cindy.  The camera and a small control station were in the living room of the beach house, next to a big TV where Linda could watch her sister from a dozen different angles, through cameras all over inside the bathroom.

"Pee," Linda commanded.  The sound of her voice penetrated the fog that engulfed Cindy's mind, and she mindlessly released everything inside her bladder.  As soon as Cindy was finished, Linda pressed a control on her console, and the shower came on, rinsing Cindy down with a gentle spray of water at body temperature.  Another touch of a control, and the spray stopped.

"Slave Cindy," Linda said.  "Slave Cindy... slave Cindy... slave Cindy..."  Those words always triggered Cindy to go deeper and deeper into hypnosis, enslaved to Linda's voice, wiping all thoughts from her mind.  "That's right... feel your mind going...  You're so horny, aren't you, Cindy?  Say yes."

Cindy was so deep, she couldn't even answer without a direct command to do so.  "Yes," she said.  Linda watched through a waist-high camera as Cindy's hips bucked forward.  She pressed another control, and a well-aimed jet of water briefly shot out of the wall, directly at Cindy's clit.  The slave shuddered, her knees buckling slightly.

"It's been almost a year, slave Cindy... slave Cindy... slave Cindy..." Linda intoned.  She pressed another control, and little blasts of air played over Cindy's breasts, caressing her nipples.  "And I've been preparing you," Linda said.  "How long has it been, since I last let you cum?  Do you even remember?  How long?  Try to tell me."

It was so hard for Cindy to think.  She wanted to cum, so badly.  Constantly stroked, stimulated, brainwashed, she could feel herself always on the brink, right there at the edge.  Another jet of air, this time aimed at her clit, coincided with Linda's repeated command, "How long?"

"A week?" Cindy murmured.  So hard to form the words.  Her thoughts were so fuzzy, she was not entirely sure what a week was.  It was all that she could bring to mind.

"Six weeks," replied Linda.  "Six long weeks, I've been playing with you.  Preparing you for this day.  Having you lick ME to orgasm... orgasm... orgasm..."

Cindy pulled at the wrist cuffs, helplessly stimulated by the trigger word, still unable to cross over that edge.

"Over and over and over again," Linda continued, watching Cindy's face grimace with unsatisfied lust.  "While you could not cum... you cannot cum... you cannot cum..."  Linda smiled, as Cindy's shivering combined with her bucking hips into a delightful erotic dance.  "Today is the final day, where I am mistress and you are slave.  Remember our agreement?  Nod your head."

Cindy's head nodded.  She wasn't sure why.  Had she been asked a question?

"But if I'm not your mistress, I won't be able to command you to cum," Linda cajoled.  Through a camera at face height, Linda could see Cindy's jaw drop, and her eyes go wide.  "If I'm not your mistress, I won't allow you to cum."

Linda could see Cindy's lips mouthing the words, "No... no... no...," although no sounds came out.  A pretty extreme reaction, considering that Cindy's conditioning had made it almost impossible for her to say the "N" word!

"If you agree to let me be your mistress for another year, I will let you cum," Linda said.  "I will let you cum and cum and cum!  Would you like that, Cindy?"  Now Linda waited.  Not even a command to say yes -- just to see how intense her slave's desire was.

Cindy nodded her head, eyes wide and pleading -- actually staring at the TV screen like she was aware of it!

"Then you must agree.  Will you let me be your mistress for another year, Cindy?  If you say yes, I will let you cum."  Again, Linda waited.  The final test.

Cindy's mouth worked open and closed for a few moments.  So hard to think.  So hard to answer, without being commanded to answer.  She hung, slackly, from her wrist cuffs, all energy directed at trying to speak.  The first syllable came out soundlessly.  She gulped, and finally, plaintively, Cindy managed to answer, "Yes, please be my mistress!"

"Cum!" Linda immediately commanded.  "Cum now!  Cum, slave Cindy!  Cum!  Cum!  Cum!"

On each command, Cindy's body clenched, as the waves of her orgasms took over, rolling from deep inside her belly, outward through her torso, arms, and legs.  All the chains pulled tight as her muscles yanked them taut, drawing them to their limits.  Her clit swelled inside the circlet -- pulsing, pulsing, pulsing -- and her cunt spilled juices down her legs and onto the shower floor.  She continued to hear Linda's voice commanding her to "cum... cum... cum..." -- unaware that it was now a recording that Linda had started, so she was free to walk to the kitchen, make a cup of tea, and return to the living room to watch her sister quaking in the throes of repeating, intense orgasms.

Linda sat down on the sofa, legs crossed -- so she could squeeze them together and gently stimulate her own clit -- and sipped her tea, enjoying the little moans coming from the TV speakers.  She wondered if Cindy had any realization how many years it had been, since they first made their agreement.

That she had agreed again, and again, to be the slave for one more year?

Year after year.

One year at a time.

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   “No we have other plans. We’ll see you Monday at school.”

 

   Slater and Jesse walked off and Kelly whispered to Zack “let’s follow them and see where they are going.”

   They said goodnight to Lisa and Screech, who both went home, and followed far enough behind that they wouldn’t be noticed. As they walked Zack realized where they were going.

   “I forgot Slater has a key to the gym at school, I bet they are going there to make out.”

   “I hope you’re right Zack, I’d love to watch them make out. Just the thought of it is making my pussy wet.”

   “Yeah, my dick is hard as a rock too.”

   Slater had his arm around Jesse’s shoulders and was rubbing her breast while they walked. He said “It’s going to be great being alone with you Mama. I’ve been so horny since we were here last time.”

   “I know what you mean my pussy has been soaked all week. I’ve been so horny this week I could swear I saw Kelly and Lisa playing with themselves in the showers.”

   “That would be a sight. I’d love to see you chicks in the showers.”

   She slapped his shoulder and said “you pig.”

  

   They both laughed as he unlocked the door and they went inside.  They walked through the gym and into the wrestling room. The smell athletes was heavy in the air and even though she wouldn’t admit it, it was really turning Jesse on. She grabbed Slater and through him onto the mat. She began kissing him and taking his clothes off. Slater’s hands were cupping her ass pulling her to him as he ground his crotch into hers.

   “How about some music Mama?” He asked as he turned on a radio that the wrestlers listen to during some practices.

  

   “Get your clothes off Slater; I want your cock now.”

   Zack and Kelly had followed them through the gym and were watching through the door. The lights were on in the wrestling room but not the gym so they couldn’t be seen. They played with each other as they watched Slater and Jesse strip. Zack thought “Jesse sure has a nice body. Her tits are much bigger than Kelly’s.” Kelly was admiring Slater’s body too. She thought “look at his muscles, he looks like a Greek statue.” Then she saw his cock and was glad she was with Zack. It wasn’t small it was almost 6 inches long but it was thinner than Zack’s. She stroked Zack’s cock faster as she watched.

   Jesse was lying on her back as Slater licked her nipples and ran his finger up and down her slit. She moaned and spread her legs giving him better access to her pussy. He slipped a finger inside and slowly moved it in and out.

   “That feels so good. I love when you do that. Come on Bubba, get down there and eat me. Lick my pussy like the bad little boy you are.”

   “Oh Mama, I love when you talk to me like that.” He said as he buried his face in her crotch.

   In the gym Zack was on his knees licking Kelly’s pussy. She had her top off and her skirt pulled up and was leaning against the wall twisting her nipples.

   “Eat my pussy Zack. You’re so good, I feel like I’m going to cum already.” Kelly said as she felt a small orgasm shake her body.

    Slater was licking Jesse’s pussy from bottom to top loving the taste as she held his head tight against her crotch humping her pussy hard against his face.

   “LICK MY CLIT! DON’T STOP! EAT ME YOU PIG!” She screamed as she humped his face harder. ”OH SLATER I’M CUMMING!”

   Her whole body shook as she came all over his face. Slater swallowed as much as he could he loved the taste and he loved making Jesse cum. He kissed his way up her body and lay beside her while she caught her breath.

   “You make me cum so hard when you eat me.”

   “That’s my job Mama.”

   They kissed while they lay there Jesse began stroking Slater’s cock and said. “There’s only one thing I like better than your tongue and that’s your cock.”

   “Jesse will you suck my cock this time?”

   

   “We’ve been through this before you know I don’t do that.”

   “Poor Slater doesn’t get to feel her mouth and tongue on his cock and doesn’t get to feel his cum squirt into her mouth.” Zack said to Kelly.

   “And Jesse doesn’t know what she’s missing either. I love the way your cum tastes and feels sliding down my throat.”

Kelly said as she got on her knees and started sucking Zack’s hard cock. She kept pushing farther down she gagged as it hit her throat but she relaxed and took more with each stroke. She felt the head slip into her throat and finally her nose was in Zack’s pubic hair and his balls were against her chin. She had done it, she had deep throated him. Zack couldn’t believe she was swallowing his cock. The feeling was incredible he knew he would cum soon feeling Kelly’s throat squeezing his dick when she swallowed.

   “Oh Kelly I’m gonna cum right down your throat. Oh shit here it comes.” He said grabbing her head and shoving his dick down her throat. She felt the first shot go down her throat and moved her head back until just his head was in her mouth so she could taste the rest. She held his cum in her mouth then kissed him letting him share his load.

   “Do you think Zack and Kelly have done it yet?” Slater asked Jesse.

   “No way! Kelly’s too goody-goody to do anything like this.”

 

   “Yeah I guess you’re right. I’m sure glad I’m going out with you.”

  

   Jesse straddled Slater and moaned as she slid her pussy down over his hard cock. She loved the feel of his dick sliding into her pussy. They always fucked in this position, with her on top, because she was such a feminist she didn’t want him to be in control. That was the same reason she didn’t give head, she didn’t want to feel she was serving him.

   “That feels so good Jesse. I love the way your pussy grabs my dick.”

   “OH SLATER YOUR DICK FEELS SO GOOD! I THINK I’M GOING TO CUM AGAIN!”

   “ME TOO! HERE IT COMES MAMA!”

   “OH YEAH, SHOOT IT LET ME FEEL IT!”

   She collapses on top of him as shot after shot of his cum fills her pussy to overflowing and she screams as her own orgasm shakes her body. Zack looked at his watch and saw it was time to take Kelly home. They quietly got dressed and left.

   “Can you believe they think I’m too goody-goody? Wouldn’t they be surprised if they had seen us last night?” Kelly said. They both laughed as they remembered their marathon of sex including Kelly getting fucked in the ass.

   “That was so hot watching them fuck. It really turned me on. My dick is still hard.” Zack said as they walked towards Kelly’s house.

    “I wish we had more time. Wouldn’t it be fun to join them?”

 

   “Yeah it would be. It would be exciting having somebody watch and maybe watch you and Jesse.”

   “Zack! You’re so nasty. But I would like to eat her and have her eat me.”

   “Man, just the thought of watching you two eat each other is making me so horny I feel like I might cum in my pants.”

   “I’d love to feel her tongue on my pussy. Then maybe after we’ve eaten each other you and Slater could suck each other’s cocks.”

   “Come on Kelly, I’m not gay.”

   “I know you’re not gay but you do like the taste of cum. Just imagine drinking it straight from the source.”

   Zack thought for a moment then said. “Maybe that would be fun. But Slater would never do it.”

   “Don’t be too sure if he’s horny enough he would. Just thinking about you sliding your mouth up and down his hard cock is making me crazy.” She said reaching down and rubbing her pussy.

    “I know I’m about to explode.”

   “Come on Zack fuck me. It won’t take but a minute. We can go behind these bushes. I’ve got to feel your cock in me.” She said as she pulled him into some bushes. She pulled her panties down and bent over. “Come on Zack stick your cock in my pussy and fuck me.”

   Zack dropped his pants and walked up behind her slipping his cock into her. They both moaned as he began fucking her hard and fast. He grabbed her hips and fucked her as fast as he could.

   “Oh Zack, fuck me hard. It feels so good. Tell me how you’re going to suck Slater’s cock.” 

   “I want to slide it into my mouth licking it with my tongue and feel it slide into my throat.”

   “That sounds so hot. I want to watch you suck his cock all the way down your throat.”

   “I’m going to keep sucking it till he screams and shoots his hot cum into my mouth.” He said as he felt his balls tighten and knew he was about to explode. “Oh shit Kelly I’m going to cum.”

   “Yes Zack shoot it in me. Fill me up with your hot thick cum.” Kelly said and she felt his cum shooting into her causing her pussy to contract as she came with him. “Oh Zack I’m cumming too! Fuck me! I love when you fuck me!” Her knees started to buckle and she would have fallen if Zack hadn’t been holding her hips. His dick softened and slid out with a pop. They hurried and dressed then ran to her house. Luckily they were only a couple of minutes late.

   Monday at school Kelly’s sister Nikki dropped by she caught Zack at his locker walked up to him and said. “HI Zack Kelly told me what a good time you had this weekend.” While she was talking she reached down and squeezed his cock.

   “Hey Nikki, what are you doing? You had better be careful you might cause a problem. We wouldn’t want anybody seeing you do that and tell Kelly.”

   “She wouldn’t mind if I play with your cock. After all, I did suck your cum out of her pussy Saturday night,”

    Zack groaned as he fought to keep from cumming in his pants. “Even so we still don’t want other people knowing about it. Come with me.” He said taking her hand and leading her to a small room in the basement that nobody used. They hadn’t seen Jesse watching them in the hall.

    Nikki grabbed Zack and kissed him passionately sliding her tongue into his mouth. He returned the kiss and their tongues wrestled in each other’s mouths. He slid his hands down her sides and grabbed her ass with both hands pulling her tight against him. He broke the kiss and said. “We shouldn’t be doing this. I’m dating your sister and I don’ want to cheat on her.”

   “Don’t worry; it was her idea for me to come here today.”

 

   “Are you serious? Kelly told you to come here and seduce me?”

   “That’s right; I told her how much I want to get fucked and she said I should feel what it’s like to be fucked by you.” She said as she unzipped his pants, pulled his cock out and began stroking it. “Man, you have such a nice big dick. It’s longer and thicker than Johnny’s.”

   “I don’t think she meant for you to come here and grab my dick. She was just telling you how good it felt when we fucked.” She kept stroking his cock while he talked and she knew he was enjoying it. “Nikki, you really should stop.” It was feeling so good he was losing his will to stop. Then Nikki got on her knees and started giving him a blow job. He knew he should stop her but thought “what the hell. She and Kelly eat each other why shouldn’t I have some fun.” She sucked his cock like a pro licking the head as she slid it out of her mouth. He thought “she must practice a lot with Johnny.”

 

   Jesse found Kelly and said. “I saw Zack and Nikki talking in the hall.”

   “Of course they were talking. They are friends.”

   “I also saw them go into the basement.”

   “Well Nikki must have asked Zack to show her something. I think I’ll go see what it is.” Kelly said as she walked toward the basement door. She couldn’t believe Zack would cheat on her. She heard voices and followed them to the room Zack and Nikki were in. As she opened the door she was shocked to see Nikki on her knees sucking Zack’s cock. She was mad for a moment then she felt her pussy twitch as she realized how sexy looked with Zack’s dick in her mouth. While she watched them she rubbed her crotch then she quickly stripped and walked into the room and said. “Mind if I join you.” 

   Kelly got on her knees and she and Nikki began kissing each other. Nikki stripped while Kelly sucked Zack’s cock. Nikki spread a blanket she found in a box on the floor. The girls began 69ing while Zack took his clothes off. He loved watching them eat each other and his dick felt harder than ever as he saw Kelly licking Nikki’s clit. She moaned and pulled her mouth away from Kelly’s pussy and said.” That really feels good Kelly, but I really want Zack to fuck me,” Kelly climbed off Nikki and said. “Zack come over here and fuck my little sister. Let her feel your hard cock slide into her.” She thought for a minute then said. “It’s time to boldly go where no man has gone before.” They all laughed as Zack began humming the Star Trek theme. He crawled in between Nikki’s wide spread legs and thought “ she is really pretty with her small tits and that tiny patch of light brown pubic hair.”

   Kelly reached down and guided his cock to Nikki’s waiting pussy and said. “This is going to hurt at first but then it will feel awesome.”

   “Don’t worry Kelly I popped my cherry with your hair brush a few weeks ago.”

   Kelly pulled Zack closer and rubbed his cock up and down Nikki’s slit coating the head with her juices. She lined it up and said. “Ok Zack push easy.” He began slowly sliding his cock into her wet pussy. He was half way in then pulled back and began a slow easy in and out going deeper with each stroke. Nikki was loving it. Here was Zack Morris fucking her while her gorgeous sister watched. Kelly watched as Zack fucked Nikki. She played with herself with one hand and rubbed Nikki’s clit with the other. Nikki moaned as she felt Zack stretching her pussy. “Oh Zack, your cock feels so big. Fuck me hard. Let me feel you stretch me out. Oh, fuck me please.”

   “Come on Zack, fuck her harder. She wanted your dick now give it to her.” Kelly said as she felt her orgasm approaching.

   He fucked her harder pounding all 6 ½ inches into her with every stroke. Nikki felt herself getting ready to cum. His cock was hitting places she didn’t know she had. She was humping her hips in perfect rhythm with his meeting every stroke. Zack knew he couldn’t last much longer and moaned as he slammed into her one last time shooting his load up her tight wet cunt. He screamed “OH SHIT, I’M CUMMUING!”

    “OH GAWD, I’M CUMMING TOO!” She shouted as she felt his hot cum squirt into her over and over. He collapsed on top of her and rolled onto his back as he felt his dick softening. They lay there breathing heavily as Kelly began sucking his dick savoring the taste of the combination of their juices.

   “Kelly, I need a few minutes rest.” He said as he pulled her head away from his dick. She was disappointed and said. “This should get you going again.” As she sat her pussy on Nikki’s mouth. She began grinding her pussy into her mouth and said. “Come on Nikki eat me. I let my boyfriend fuck you now get your tongue busy on my pussy.” Zack rolled onto his side and watched as Nikki started licking Kelly’s pussy. His dick began to grow as he heard Kelly moaning. He got up and started sucking Kelly’s nipples alternating from one to the other. Kelly moaned and said. “Lay down Zack I’ve got to feel your dick inside me.” She straddled him and lowered herself onto him, moaning as she felt his hard cock slip into her soaking wet pussy. She stared into his eyes while she bounced up and down on his cock, driving it completely into her. She said “sit on his face Nikki, let him clean his cum from your pussy.”

 

   Nikki lowered her 12 year old pussy onto his mouth and shivered when she felt his tongue slide deep into her and lick his cum from her pussy. Kelly began licking Nikki’s left nipple as she humped Zack harder and faster. Nikki was moaning and grinding her pussy into his mouth. Kelly sat up and Nikki sucked her nipples. She could see Zack’s cock sliding in and out of Kelly’s pussy and it was driving her crazy. She felt Zack start licking her clit and that was all she could take. She screamed “I’M CUMMING AGAIN! OH ZACK, LICK MY PUSSY!” Her whole body shook as she soaked his face with her juice. Kelly saw Nikki cumming and she felt Zack’s cock swell and said. “Eat her Zack. Make her cum al over your face.” She felt herself start to cum and she yelled. “OH SHIT, I’M CUMMING TOO! FUCK ME ZACK! SHOOT YOUR HOT LOAD! FILL ME UP!” She collapsed as she felt his cum shooting into her. They spent the rest of the afternoon fucking and sucking trying every combination they could think of.

   Jesse wondered what had happened so she told Lisa about Kelly going into the basement looking for Zack and Nikki. She and Lisa started into the basement and heard all the moaning and screaming. Jesse was shocked. She didn’t think good girl Kelly knew anything about sex and here she was having a wild threesome with Zack and her little sister Nikki.

   “I can’t believe this is happening.” She said to Lisa.

   “Why not? Everybody gets horny. I’m just amazed they’re doing it here.”

  

   “When did they start fooling around?”

   “Last week, don’t you remember I said I thought they were and I was going to watch them? Well I did and Kelly told me all about her and Zack and her and Nikki.”

   “Why did she tell you? I mean she could have told me.”

   Lisa told her everything that had happened between her and Kelly and how Kelly had spent the night with Zack.

   “Damn, that’s the hottest story I’ve ever heard. My pussy is on fire. I had no idea you and Kelly liked girls, we’ve wasted so much time.” She said as she leaned over and kissed Lisa. Lisa was shocked but she kissed her back sliding her tongue into Jesse’s mouth.

   “Jesse, let’s go to my house and study.”

   “That sounds great, but I have to finish school today. I have two tests that I can’t miss.”

   “I guess that will have to do, but it’s going to be a long afternoon.” She said rubbing Jesse’s crotch.

   After school Slater asked Jesse “hey Mama, you want to go to the Max?”

   “No, I’m going to Lisa’s to study.” She thought for a moment then whispered something to Lisa and said. “Why don’t you come with us?”

   “That sounds good to me.”

   Jesse and Lisa laughed as they walked to her house and poor Slater had no idea what was so funny or what lay in store for him. They went into Lisa’s room and he asked. “What subject are we going to study?” Jesse and Lisa both started pulling their tops off and said “BIOLOGY!” He just stood there staring as they took all their clothes off. Jesse looked at him and said.” What’s the matter Bubba? Don’t you want to help us study?” He nodded his head and she said. “Then get your clothes off.” She bent down and took Lisa’s right nipple in her mouth and started sucking. Slater ripped his clothes off as he watched Jesse sucking Lisa’s black tit. Lisa moaned when she felt Jesse slip her finger up her cunt, her body shook as she thought here was the class president fingering her while the star wrestler watched.

   Slater wasn’t sure what to do so he sat back and watched as Jesse laid Lisa on the bed and buried her face in her black haired pussy. Lisa moaned as Jesse licked the entire length of her slit, taking extra time at the mouth of her pussy and at her clit. “OH SHIT JESSE, EAT ME!” Lisa screamed. Slater couldn’t just watch anymore so he got on the floor behind Jesse and began licking her pussy. Jesse was hotter than she had ever been and she licked Lisa’s clit faster and faster then she took it in her mouth and sucked as hard as she could. That set Lisa off and she held Jesse’s face tight against her crotch and humped her ass as she came all over Jesse’s face. “I’M CUMMING! DON’T STOP! LICK MY CLIT! OH PLEASE DON’T STOP!” She screamed.

   Slater looked up and watched Lisa’s wild orgasm. Jesse crawled onto the bed with Lisa and kissed her giving Lisa a taste of herself. Slater was trying to lick her pussy and she said. “Calm down Slater we’ll get back to that in a minute.” She lay there holding Lisa and kissing her passionately, she loved the way a girl felt in her arms.

   Lisa broke the silence and said. “Damn girl, was that the first time you ate pussy?”

   “No, last summer at dance camp one of the councilors taught me all about girl love. We did everything she even fucked me with a strap on dildo. It was a great summer.”

   “I wish you would have told me sooner that was fantastic.”

   “Yeah Mama, that was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” Slater said sitting on the floor stroking his dick.

   “Slater, you always want your dick sucked. Get up here on the bed and we’ll see what we can do about it.”

   He crawled onto the bed beside Lisa. As he lay on his back Jesse straddled his face mashing her pussy onto his mouth. “Ok Bubba, Eat my pussy.” She shivered when she felt him begin licking her slit. “Now Lisa, I want you to suck his cock.” Lisa was shocked she knew how jealous Jesse was when it came to Slater. She assumed she would just watch Jesse and Slater not actually join in. “Come on Lisa, I said suck his cock and I mean now.” She grabbed Lisa’s head and pushed it toward his cock. Lisa opened her mouth and slid it over his cock. She moaned as she felt and tasted a cock for the first time. She bobbed her head up and down making a slurping sound as she did. “That’s right Lisa suck it good make him think he’s going to explode.” Jesse ground her pussy harder onto Slater’s face his nose was buried in her ass crack. He loved the way Lisa sucked his cock. She would pull it all the way out and lick the head then slide it back in taking as much as she could. He knew he couldn’t last much longer and he started humping his hips trying to get more of his cock into her mouth. Jesse noticed this and said. “Don’t let him cum in your mouth. I want to see it squirt on your face.” Lisa looked at her and nodded then began bobbing faster. She felt Slater’s legs stiffen then she felt the first spurt hit her tongue. She pulled her mouth off and started stroking it as shot after shot landed on her face and arm and in her hair. Jesse saw his cum hit Lisa’s face and she screamed. “OH FUCK, I’M CUMMING! SHOOT YOUR LOAD ALL OVER HER FACE!” Her body stiffened and she rolled off of Slater. Lisa felt a small orgasm shake her body as Slater shot his cum all over her face. Jesse licked the cum off Lisa’s face then kissed her sharing his cum, they both liked the taste and Jesse thought “maybe I’ve been wrong about sucking his cock, it could be fun.”

   Lisa was still horny and she lay there rubbing her cunt. “I’ve never been fucked. Jesse, can Slater fuck me. I’m dying to know what a cock feels like sliding in and out of my pussy.”

   Jesse wasn’t sure she wanted her man fucking somebody else. It was one thing letting her suck his dick but to actually fuck her, that was something else. “I don’t know Lisa.” She said.

   “Please Jesse I’m so horny I can’t stand it. I’ve got to have a dick.”

   Jesse looked into her friends eyes and said. “Ok, but just this once.”

   Lisa squealed with delight and Slater’s cock shot back to full erection. He always thought Lisa was cute now he was going to fuck her. Jesse got a towel from Lisa’s bathroom and spread it under her ass and said. “This might be a little messy.” Lisa laid back and Slater crawled between her thighs. Jesse rubbed his cock along her slit then she shocked him, she bent down and took it in her mouth. She took it out looked at him and said. “It needed some lubrication.” They laughed as she lined his dick up with the mouth of her pussy. She said. “Are you ready Lisa?” Lisa nodded and said “Hell yes I’m ready stick that fucker in me.” Slater pushed forward until he felt resistance then he pulled back. He did this several times driving Lisa crazy. Finally she couldn’t stand anymore and screamed. “ALRIGHT, FUCK ME ALREADY!” Jesse put her hands on Slater’s ass and pushed. His dick ripped through Lisa’s hymen causing her searing pain as his dick was buried in her pussy.

   “OH MY GOD, STOP! DON’T MOVE! PLEASE DON’T MOVE!” Lisa cried tears rolling down her cheeks. Jesse leaned down and kissed her wiping the tears away and whispered. “It’ll be alright, just lay still and relax. It will feel better in a minute.” She looked at Slater and said. “If you move I’ll cut your balls off.” He didn’t move a muscle and that wasn’t easy her pussy was so tight he wanted to really fuck her. Lisa began to feel better as Jesse licked her nipples. She started rocking her hips causing his dick to rub her pussy in new places. Jesse looked at Slater and said. “Ok Bubba go slow and easy.” He started fucking her with long slow strokes. Lisa was enjoying it more and began bucking her hips up to meet him and said. “Fuck me Slater! Fuck me harder! Oh shit this feels good!”

   Jesse swung her leg over Lisa’s head and lowered her pussy onto her mouth. Lisa licked her clit while Slater pounded her pussy as hard as he could. Lisa screamed into Jesse’s pussy as she felt a major orgasm shake her body. Slater felt her pussy grip his cock tighter and he slammed into her firing a massive load into her hot tight pussy. Jesse screamed as she saw him pumping Lisa full of cum. “THAT’S IT SLATER FILL HER UP! SHOOT YOUR CUM UP HER BLACK CUNT!” She convulsed as she came all over Lisa’s face.

   They collapsed in a pile and lay there laughing and hugging until they realized they had better leave before Lisa’s parents got home.

  

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What I noticed first was that the lady of the house was folding clothes on the bed she was as naked as the day she was born, sitting on the bed facing the window.  Wow!  Her breasts appeared to be about a C cup, they road proud on her chest and looked very perky.  It appeared to look like her nipples were slightly hard as though doing house work in the nude was exciting her.  

I was worried that I could be seen from the street but as I looked towards the street I discovered that a large tree out in he yard offered enough cover that it was unlikely anyone could see me unless thay walked between the tree and the house.

As I looked in upon this lady it looked like she was in her late 20's or early 30's, her hair was dark redish brown, her build was slim and as I said her tits were perky and full.  As my gaze returned to the room she stood and as she did I could see that she was clean shaved around her pussy.  What a view, very nice breasts, a narrow waist, hips that fit her figure perfectly, and a tight little ass.  This lady looked to be about 5'5" and probably about 110 lbs.  Definately a 10 in the figure department.

The mystery lady that was showing me her naked body returned to the bedroom with another basket of clothes, set tham on the bed then plunked her self down spread eagle on the bed knees wide and pussy not more than 5 feet away.  What a view!  She reached up and caressed her breasts tweeking her niples a little before letting one hand find its way down to her pussy, I couldn't believe what I was seeing as a fingure slid up and down the length of her slit then began to stimulate her clit as she swearled her index finger over her clit button.

I pulled my trunks down and stroked my cock in time with her circling finger.  What a view I was watching her masterbate for me and she didn't even no it.  After about 10 minutes I saw her body tense up then shutter, she had reached a climax, Wow!

The next night I took the same short cut and again was treated to the view of a naked body.  Every night for a week this lady walked around the house naked, was she an exibishinest?  On the 3rd night I was again treated to the sight of her masterbating and again I stroked along with her shooting my cum when she began to shutter.  This night her husband walked into the room just after she climaxed and climed in bed, he didn't even kiss her good night.  Each night was the same he just climed into bed without touching her.  What was wrong with this guy?

After about a week and a half I thought I had been caught, she looked out the window.  I didn't hear her scream so I wasn't sure if I had ducked out of sight quick enough or not, but I guessed I was safe.  The next night my mystery lady sat on the edge of the bed legs wide apart playing with her pussy, tonight was different it was a show, a very deliberate show, I'd been caught.  Were the cops going to grab me as she teased or was this for me.  I sliped away to observe from afar to see if the cops were any the wiser.

Three weeks went by no one had tryed to nab me but I was viewing from a far, I wanted to get up close again.  I finally snuck up close again,just like many other nights she was putting on a show.  The window was open as it had been on several occations so I could her her moaning as she got closser to cumming. 

I decided to be brave, it would eather ruin the shows she had given me or maybe result in getting busted in some way.  As she moaned I spoke softly. "would you like to get fucked?" I waited, what would happen?  After a few short moments she moaned "yessss".  WOW!  "Are you putting on this show because your husband doen't pay anny attention to you?"   She moaned "Yesssss"  WHat was wrong with this guy?  Was her a closet gay?

I told her I'd love to caress her firm breasts, she moaned "Ohhhhhhhh that would be lovely."  I ask her many questions telling her that I thought she was beautiful and one hot lady.  Sharrie as I learned her name to be, came 4 or 5 times as we talked softly through the screen.  I told her that if that screen was not there I would love to caress her thighs, she moaned.

Two nights later I returned for my special show the scree was gone and the window lifted more than the usual 6 inches.  Sharrie walked into the room naked after her nightly shower, she sat on the edge of the bed and lay back spread eagle her knees less than 6 inches from the window.  AS she began to play with her clit I began to caress her thighs, "Oh yes' she moaned.  Soon I leaned in far enough to place a kiss on the inside of her thigh just above the knee.  "Ohhhhhh Yessssssssssss" she said, then "more"  I was being invited to go further.  I leaned in and kissed the other thigh inching my way up both inner thighs, Sherrie was tossing her head side to side and moaning softly. 

I needed a stool in order to reach futher than a few incher above her knee so I reached in and place a fingure on her clit, Sherrie climaxed within seconds telling me "I needed that, I need you hands on my body".  We kept tihis up for a few days but, I was worried about her husband catching on to us so I ask if she could get away from the house after 10:30 she said that one night every other week or so her had to work swing shift or mids but it was not regular.

Finally Sherrie's husband had to work a swing shift.  I had gone to the window to meet her as always only this time Sherrie invited me in.  As quickly as I climbed in the window Sherrie tugged of my truncks and pushed me onto her bed, I was already hard from looking at her nake body so it was easy for Sherrie to mount my hard cock.

As Sherrie bottomed out on my cock she moaned softly "If you only knew how much I have longed for your cock to be inside me!"  She told me that her husband hadn't even kissed her very good in over a year.  She was so sexually frustrated that she had told herself she was going to find a way to get some satisfaction.  Thats when she notice her nightly visiter and hatched a plan to tease me while she got off. 

Sherrie is a wonderful lady her breasts are nice and firm, they are a C cup a 34 C.  As Sherrie mounted me her pussy felt very hot and wet it was also very tight, not so tight that it was hard to slide into but tight in that it was clamped to my cock all the time I was inside her cunt.  As Sherrie began to cum her pussy began to spasm and she exclaimed "Your making me cum!"  She must have cum for at least 5 minutes as thats about how long her pussy spasmed on my cock befor she came down, what a feeling!

Sherrie isn't sure whats going on with her huband and doesn't care any more, we do something 4 or 5 nights a week I have even slipped into her room while he's in the living room watching TV.  Its a quicky if I do that but Sherrie says she wouldn't care if her walked in on us because it would serve the asswhole right so shutting her off.

The other night when he came home from swing shift we were still fucking when we heard the car door shut, that triggered a climax in Sherrie and I had to pull out before she came back down.  I grabed my T shirt and sliped on my truncks and jumped out the window just in the nick of time.  I called Sherrie the next afternoon, she said that was the most exciting fuck she had ever experienced in her life and that she had cum a couple times just thinking about how close we came to getting caught.  I took off work without telling her and slipped over to her house and snuck in the window and grabed her from behind and drove my cock deep into her pussy.  I'm sure glad she does her house work in the nude!  We fucked hard and fast because her hubby wouold be home very soon.  Talk about hightning the sexual tension knowing you have set yourself up to possibily get caught!  Sherrie loved it and came wildly knowing her was on his way home as I was driving my cock into her sweat pussy. 

What a girl, what a fuck!