Anyways, so during the Thanksgiving weekend, the dorms are completely dead. Everyone leaves back home, and I was planning on too, but could only get a flight on Thanksgiving day, leaving me to stay in the dorms an extra night. Like I said, the dorms were dead, and maybe in the whole building there were only like 10 of us. One of the other ten was Hanah, since an RA always had to be on duty while there were students in the dorms, she was stuck not only at the school for the night, but in the dorm building, as she couldn’t leave just in case. She made the rounds and when she got to my room, told me what was up. We were decent friends now, and I told her since she was stuck in her room if she wanted me to get food and maybe we could watch a movie on a laptop or something. She agreed and later than night I picked up Korean bbq for her and pizza for myself from nearby.

We then ate in her room, and talked. She told me about this class she took, the “famous” female sexuality course you could take at our school for an easy 1 unit. She told me that the class was really about getting in touch with your own sexuality and they did stuff like visit a sex shop once and see the vagina monologues and stuff like that. She even showed me the book. Now I was getting a little turned on by all this and luckily the conversation stayed on the topic of sex and relationships. We both learned we were both single both a little lonely in college so far. She did tell me though she was still sexually active; being on the pill even though she hadn’t been with a guy in a few months. She jokingly showed me the pills, shaking them in her hand. We kept talking and she asked me if I masturbated. I told her I did sometimes, but felt like a tool pleasuring myself. She then told me she did actually quite a bit, even busting out her chrome vibrator to show it off. She then asked if I ever had gotten a handjob or a blowjob. I told her, even though I wasn’t a virgin that I hadn’t, which was sad but true. I began to think what would happen next but the door seemed to shut when she said “aww” and hoped that I would experience it someday. I thought we were about to change the subject or maybe begin to watch the movie when she blurted out “fuck it, let’s make it happen now”.

I asked her if she was serious, and she was. She then told me to lie back on her bed, and she pulled my shoes and pants off. I took off my shirt and I was left just in an undershirt and boxer. She then stood in front of me and took her clothes off, stripping down to her panties and bra. Man she was so hot, and I had an instant hard on. She then pulled it out, noticed I was aroused, laughed a little, and began moving her hand up and down my shaft. I couldn’t believe what was happening, and while she was jacking me, she made me promise not to tell anyone else in the dorms, which I agreed to quickly, since I could care less about bragging right now. Before I knew it I was about to come, and I yelled to her this. She just kept on going, and finally I spurted like a volcano all over her hand. She laughed at the sight, took some tissues and cleaned her hand, while I took some tissues as well and cleaned my dick. The then stood in front of me, me still laying back on the edge of the bed, and began to unbutton her bra, with her perky breast popping out, her brown nipples erect and pointing right at me. She then took off her panties, revealing a trim bush in the shape of a triangle. At this sight I had an erection in no time and she began to suck me. I lay back, looking at the ceiling taking it all in, with the feeling of her sucking and her tongue on my penis blowing my mind. Eventually I looked down and saw her going at it, a great sight, and she looked up at me and smiled. Before long, I was gonna come, and I told her, but she kept going. Eventually I shot into her mouth, she taking it all in, and then she opened her mouth a little, giving me a peak of my white cum in her mouth made me hot. She then swallowed in quickly, and took a few sips of her soda on her desk.

I figured it was all over and almost began to get dressed but before I could, Hanah looked over at me and told me that she was really horny now and it was far from over. She then pushed me back onto the bed and began to crawl on top of me. I couldn’t believe what was happening. She got closer, and we began to kiss, as I began to rub parts of her body and caress her back and arms. I then moved to her perfect breast, and even began to feel her erect and perky nipples. She then lowered herself onto me, guided my penis in with her hand, and I was in instant heaven. I knew Asians were tight from what I heard, but this was ridiculous. The rode up against me, not letting my penis really move inside her, but instead shaking her ass and hips and just grinding it. I could feel her pubic hair brush against my waste as she moved, all the while we would kiss and I would caress her back and breasts. After a while, she stood up a little, and rode me, still going slowly, never fast. Her tits bounced ever so slightly up and down, her face a constant smile, her eyes never looking away from mine. Eventually, I began to feel a climax, and was about to let her know I was gonna come, but it felt so good I couldn’t stop. We kept going and eventually, I came, with a big breathe, and I think she knew what happened. She bent down toward me, asking if what she thinks just happened did just happen. I told her yes and began to apologize, all the while still inside her, squirting whatever cum I had left. She said it was okay and laughed. She then laid back as well and slowly eased herself off my sensitive penis. When I finally exited, I could see my white cum slowly ooze out, as she joked, saying I’ll be in her for at least a few more hours. We then cleaned up, and eventually watched that movie we were going to.

After that, I went back to my room and the next day flew back home. Me and Hanah would have sex a few more times, but never dated or anything. Eventually by my sophomore year, we were friends again, but nothing sexual every happened. But I will never forget the best night we had. Hanah was the best RA ever.

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I like to go early, around 11 AM, because the girls are fresher and I have to be at work by 1PM, and it makes a great way to start the day. I was a little nervous the first time, but when the girls came out for the line-up, I new I’d found a new home. There were four girls and all of them were great looking, a little trashy and slutty, but just the way you want a hooker. They are wearing some kind of lingerie that showed everything they had to offer. I picked May, a short brunette with great tits and ass, who was wearing just a black bra and panties. I paid up front for the hour session, and she took me back to one of the rooms. Here they didn’t have massage tables, just a mattress on the floor. No pretence here about being a real message parlor, just a plain whorehouse. NICE! There was just a table lamp with a red scarf over it creating great mood lighting, and posters of naked women on the walls. May had me take my cloths off, then she got a pan of warn water, a wash cloth, some soap, and started washing my dick off. That was just an excuse to check my dick. It was the 70’s after all, and you could pretty much tell if someone had the clap or something else by giving it the once over. I didn’t mind cause it felt good.

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She put a tape in the player with some soft cool music. I lay on the mattress as she started a sexy strip, and by then my dick was pointing right at her with pre-cum dripping off the head of it. She came to me and told me to turn over my to my stomach and she’d get started. She didn’t give me a massage but started softly rubbing her fingertips over my back ever so softly. She worked her way down going quickly over my ass to my legs. She had me tingling all over. She moved back to my ass, and I started to moan with pleasure. She asked if I was enjoying what she was doing, and I told her yes and please don’t stop.

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She then ran a finger gently down the crack of my ass and told me to lift a little. Then she started the fingertips going over my balls with one hand, while still rubbing my ass with the other. She would gently rub the length of my throbbing shaft, and then back to my balls. I thought I would blast off any second. Then she stopped and whispered in my ear that if I wanted more than this, now was the time to make up my mind. I told her I wanted to do what ever her specialty was. She smiled and told me that she thought I’d like what she was going to do. She had me turn over, and then she leaned down and started licking my shaft from the top to the bottom of my balls right to my ass hole. She was drooling and spitting all over my cock, getting it soaking wet with her juices. She then started to suck just my swollen head while flicking my pee hole with her tongue and jacking me with one of her hands. She would sense when my balls where starting to explode and back off, making me shudder with anticipation.

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After what seemed like a very long time, she took my cock out of her mouth and slipped a condom over it. She put my balls in her mouth one more time and then asked if I would to fuck her dog style. I nodded my head yes because I couldn’t talk. She got on all fours and spread her legs a little so I could get up close. I eased my dick all the way in her sweet love hole and started slowly fucking. I hate condoms, but even thru the latex could feel her tight ribbed tunnel that she could squeeze tight when she wanted to. I started to pick up the pace as I felt I wasn’t going to last much longer. I was fucking her wet pussy as hard as I could, and she was shoving her round ass back at me just as hard. She kept urging me on, telling to fuck her hard and shot my cum. That’s when I started to cum. I pushed in as far as I could and froze. It felt as though the head of my dick was blowing off, and she was squeezing my cock like someone milking a cow. It seemed to go on forever. I was jerking around like I was plugged into an electric socket instead of her tight pussy.

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As I started breathing normal again, she pulled off my rod, and turned around and took the condom off. I still hadn’t moved and she looked up at me and asked if I was OK. She was caressing my spent shaft, I told her that I was more than OK, but I just couldn’t move just yet. She held the condom up and said it was as full as any she’d ever seen. She then poured my spunk over the length of my dick and rubbed it in.

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After a couple of minutes, she got the pan of water back out and started cleaning my dick and balls. It still felt good. She helped me stand up and then started dressing me. I’d never had anyone help me put them on before, and it was pretty sexy. She took a small robe from the back of the door and slipped it on. Then she put her arms around me and gave me a sweet kiss on my lips and said she hoped that I enjoyed myself and I’d come back. I paid her the money I owed, plus a nice tip, and I assured her that I did, and I would. I told her I’d be back next week, and least once a week from now on. She wanted to know if there was anything different or kinky I might like next time. I explained that I loved butt plugs and vibrating dildos a lot. She said she could tell that I like my ass fucked when she was rubbing it earlier. She also told me that I could try someone else next time if I wanted too, because they were one big happy family and didn’t get jealous. She grabbed my dick, kissed me again, and told me to have a beautiful day.

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Hell, I’d had such a good time that I went back just two days later. When they lined up I picked Jackie this time, a tall blond with what looked like huge fake tits. She took me by the hand and started leading me down the hall. As I walked past May, she reached out and squeezed my ass. After I got my clothes off and she washed and checked my dick out, then she took my hands and pressed them to her tits. They were fake all right, but they felt wonderful. She told me that May had told her that I loved getting my ass fucked, and pulled a vibrating butt plug out of the little table next to the mattress and asked if this would do and started to suck on it. I went weak in the knees and told her it would do just fine.

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She had me lay down and started to strip and I got to finally see her big fake jugs. I’d never been with a woman with fake tits before, and at first I thought they looked unnatural, but then she stuck the nipple from her right one in my mouth and I decided I didn’t mind so much. She made no attempt at a message and went right for my dick. As I was sucking her nipples, she was started jacking my stiff dick. After a few minutes, she leaned over and got a tube of lube and the butt plug. She got between my legs, squeezed a large amount in one hand then started rubbing my butt hole. She put a pillow under my ass to lift it up some, and then started to suck my dick as she was sticking a finger up my ass hole. After she got three fingers in and got it stretched, she reached over and got the butt plug. She stopped sucking my dick for a second then she started slowly easing it into my ass. When she got it all the way in, she turned it on. Oh God, did that feel fucking great. She went back and started slurping on my dick for a couple of minutes, then asked if I wanted to titty fuck her and cum on her face. She said that’s why she got the boob job and she loved hot cum shooting on her face. I’d never done that before, but I said it was fine with me. We switched places, and she lay down, then I sat on her stomach and my seven-inch cock went right in the valley of her silicone tits. She reached around and started rotating the butt plug around my ass. She had me put some lube on my dick, then told me to squeeze her tits together and started fucking them. It felt great and I wondered why I hadn’t tried this before. I started fucking them faster when she turned up the speed on the butt plug. A couple of minutes later I started to peak. I screamed that I was going to cum then she turned up the butt plug to high and told me to empty my cock all over her face. I let go of her tits, got up on my knees, aimed my dick down right in the middle of her face, and started to blast large quantities of stringy cum all over her face and in her open mouth. I was roaring with pleasure as I kept jacking the last of my cum onto her face, and then rubbing the red head over her face.

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As my orgasm subsided, she pulled the butt plug out with a big plop, and I fell over beside her. She turned her face my way so I could see the sticky cum dripping off her face. I leaned over and started kissing and licking it off her face and told her that it was amazing. We lay there for a few minutes holding each other before she got up and started to clean both of us up. That’s what I like about hookers, they fuck you, and then clean you up, and don’t say anything about their not cumming.

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She walked me to the door, kissed me, and I went off to work with a big smile on my face and a satisfied feeling in my ass.

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I’d been going there for about six or seven months, when I went in one morning, and May said they have a new girl and today it was her first day. May introduced my to Mary Jane, and said that not only was it her first day working there, but it was her first day working as a pro. May asked if I would take her, and she would come along too, to show her how all the business is done, some techniques, and it would be on the house for me. A TWO GIRL FOR FREE!!! HELL YES!!!!

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We went back to a room and May showed her how to do everything, from washing and inspecting my dick, to talking dirty to me. May would suck my dick different ways, and then let Mary Jane do it. She showed her how to put the condom quickly on without breaking the moment. She showed her the best ways to fuck to make the guy cum faster, and then Mary Jane would do it. I couldn’t believe that this girl needed to be shown how to do everything, but I was enjoying the extra attention and didn’t care. Then May told me that I could fuck Mary Jane now. I got between Mary Jane’s legs and slipped my dick in and started pumping into her sweet pussy. May then got one of her vibrating dildos out, lubed it and started to rub it around my puckered ass. When she got the whole ten-inch fake dick into my ass, she turned it on high, and started fucking my ass hard. When I’d push into Mary Jane’s pussy, May would shove it hard into my ass. Mary Jane pulled my face down and started French kissing me, and that sent me over the top. I blasted off into the condom, and May jammed the dildo all the way into my ass and held it there, and squeezed my balls until they where dry.

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May finnaly pulled the dildo out of my well-fucked ass, and I rolled off Mary Jane and I tried to catch my breath. After a few minutes May looked at Mary Jane and told her it was time to clean me up. As I put my watch on, I saw that it had taken almost two hours, and I was going to be late for work, but didn’t give a fuck. After they got me dressed, they both kissed me and lead me to the door. May thanked me, but I told her that I should be thanking her. I told her that I was available for training anytime.    Â

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Every Thursday like clockwork Cheryl would pick up the clothes from her children’s room. When entering her seventeen year-olds room she wondered how a boy could live in such a mess. She began to pick up his soiled clothes. She saw finished she saw a lone sock barely sticking out from under his bed. She knelt down to pick it up and noticed a collection of VHS tapes. Curiosity getting the best of her he grabbed a tape and then the sock. The sock was strangely stiff and old. It had three red stripes at the top identifying as the cheap socks that her mother had given her son for Christmas three or four years ago just before her passing. She wondered why he would keep such a sock. Looking at the video she noticed it had no labels to speak of, they looked to have been scratched off. Scurried to the television and popped the tape in. She sat on the edge of her son’s table and grabbed the remote. She turned on the video and her life would forever be changed.

 

Her heart jumped as the TV came to life. On the screen was a young blonde naked rubbing her clit feverishly as she licked the top of a young man’s cock. Cheryl’s heart jumped and her pussy pulsed in unison. She was deeply offended, disgusted and embarrassed by the images in front of her. She wiped her forehead realizing that she was sweating and that she had a strange wetness coming from her vagina. Her heart twisted and turned as she realized what was in her hand. Her son used the sock for clean up after masturbation. She wondered how she has let this go on under her house for so long.

 

A strange desire stirred in her. She clutched the sock and brought it close to her face. She began to smell the sock. She could smell the stench of cum. It was heavy and musky. She stared at the small screen as the girl in the video began suck the man’s white yet somewhat purple cock. The girl moaned and massaged her pussy as she sucked the man's cock for all she was worth. The sounds of gagging and choking were the whimpers of a young slut cumming as she sucked a large cock. Cheryl was lost in lust, her head spinning and her pussy burning with heat. She was lucky to have enough sense to return the sock and video to their home under her son’s bed.

 

 

Stumbling in to the hallway Cheryl tried to regain control of her body. Her pussy felt as though it was on fire. She dropped her laundry basket and ran to her bedroom. Her clothes flew all over the room as she stripped. The ice cold water streaming from the shower head began to cool her body and her desires. She was shivering as she tried to reclaim her mind. The water finally allowed her to return to normal. She dressed and returned to cleaning the clothes.

 

Six o’clock quickly came to her home. Her children came home and went about their normal business. She sat on the couch in her clicking her heel waiting for her husband to come home. He walked in 8 minutes after six. Those 8 minutes seemed to last a good 8 years. Walking in the door with his head down like always her loving and boring husband set his briefcase down. Cheryl wasted no time. She grabbed her husband by the hand and dragged him away. “We need to talk.” Her husband meekly wondered “Is somebody dead?” She shushed him as they entered the bedroom. Slamming the door behind her she demanded that he take his pants off. “You are kidding right?” She shook her head no. “I need you to put your pee pee in my mouth.” She blurted out nervously. “My what?” the suspense was killing her so she just rushed over to him and violently began to pull his belt apart. She could pull his pants apart because of her rush so she just yanked until the button popped. Instead of pulling his zipper down she just grabbed his waistline and yanked with all her might. She managed to pull his pants and boxers to his knees.

 

Staring her in the face was her desire. Her husband’s cock ached to be sucked an experience it had never had. She quickly shoved the fleshy desire into her mouth. She moaned, gagged on his five inch penis. She lifted up her old fashioned dress and began to rub her hair pussy for all it was worth. She began to scream at the top of her lungs into her husband’s cock as she felt the beginnings very first orgasm. Her cheeks turned beat red with desire. Her husband began to stiffen as he was ready to shoot his load into his horny wife’s mouth. She came closed her eyes and didn’t make a sound as she began to shake and tremble from her the first orgasm in her thirty-six year old life. Her throat and mouth were filled with streams of hot cum. It tasted like liquid gold to her. Her eyes opened with panic as she began to choke on cum in her throat. She fell to the floor and her husband patted her on the back. “Are you ok?” he asked. She coughed her throat clear. “I think so.”

 

After gaining her composure she looked at her husbands limp penis and had to have more. She began sucking him. His cock jumped back to life. For six months Cheryl would jump her husband every time he would walk through the door. It became increasingly hard for him to keep up with her. She attempted to suck his dick two or three times a day. He just could not keep up, he was just not enough. Though she loved her new found talent she quickly found frustration and a solution.

 

About 7 months after her awakening the doorbell rang. It was three of her son’s friend visit for a swim. The summer heat can be hell and who couldn’t use a dip in the pool. They came in and quickly began swimming and being boys. The doorbell rang again. Opening the door she found Dave. He was the tag-along of her son’s group. He was a tall and slender boy who always looked very sad. She greeted him and let him into the house. “The boys are in the back swimming.” She told him. He scurried outside and seconds later returned ready to leave. “What’s wrong?” she asked. “I didn’t bring shorts to swim. I thought we were going to play video games.” She consoled the poor boy “Go outside and tell my son to let you borrow some shorts to swim.” “Well, ma’am I’m not…” She shushed and nudged him out to the pool.

 

“Thanks mom! We were trying to get rid of him.” Whined her mean son. “Be nice to that boy.” She warned him. “I am nice, I let him borrow a pair of speedos I used for water polo. He is in the bathroom putting them on right now.” She was not happy “You know he won’t wear them.” She quipped back “That’s the point.” He ran off back into the pool. She immediately went into her son room looking for an appropriate pair of shorts. She opened the door and was surprised. There was Dave standing in his only his shirt putting the Speedos on. She was frozen. “I’m sorry. I thought you were in the bathroom…” Her words trailed off as she stared at his dangling cock. “Is that..?” stumbling over her words. “Um let me… get you some shorts.” Dave looked down realizing that he was without any bottoms and put his hands over his privates. She went into one of her son’s drawers and pulled out some shorts. She tossed them to him not wanting to get to close to Dave and his lengthy penis. Quickly he caught the shorts not thinking that he would be exposing his cock again. Cheryl reached to the door to leave the room. She pussy began to quake. She looked over her shoulder and looked at his swinging cock and could not resist. She shut the door closed. “What are you doing?” Dave asked. “I am going to go over there and help you with your shorts. Is that okay?” Dave nodded. Cheryl walked up to him and pulled the shorts from his hands. Sinking to her she got a better look at Dave’s dick. It was thin but at least seven inches soft. Looking up at Dave she burned with desire. Grabbing the shorts she noticed that Dave’s cock was rising. It was a stunning site. It came to about ten inches hard. “Dave, we are never going to get these short on with that thing in the way.” She quickly grabbed his cock and began to devour his manhood. She could only get half way down. She began her moaning and mumbling as she sucked his young meat. “Oh my god, Dave you have the biggest cock I have ever seen.” She returned to sucking his cock and lifted her dotted dress so she could play with her pussy. Soon Dave was grabbing the back of her head. He rocked his hips face fucking the conservative mother. She had tears coming down her cheeks as she choked on his massive cock. Dave was quiet not making a sound as Cheryl was a wild woman getting her mouth brutalized. She loved his cock. Soon she began to quiver with an orgasm. He still fucked her face. She came again and again until finally Dave unleashed his load into her warm throat. She milked every last drop of him as his balls jumped smacking her throat.

 

 Please email me with comments if you like at HiddenWriter69@yahoo.com, this is my first try at writing such a story.

 

 

The rest of the foursome congratulated Dave on a good round. They all signed their scorecards and headed for the clubhouse to hand them in and wait for the rest of the players to finish. At fifteen, Dave was one of the younger players on the Merit Tour. There were forty juniors on the tour with six fifteen-year-olds and two fourteen-year-olds. He had played on it the previous year but only made three top ten finishes with none in the top five. He spent most of the fall and spring on the practice range and it was paying off big time. The six inches Dave grew over the winter gave his game length and practice gave him accuracy. He was now five-foot-eleven and weighed in at one hundred seventy pounds. The coming summer would hopefully lead to a provincial team position and visit to the nationals -- but that was a lot of swings away.

Dave returned to the hill behind the eighteenth green and looked over the course. He knew he was lucky to be a golfer living on Queen Ann Island. QAI has four world-class championship courses with a fifth due to open in a month or so. There are another half dozen extremely good courses and another half dozen moderate courses. QAI is the smallest province in Canada but doesn't have a shortage of golf courses. Aldebury is one of the Championship courses and has become Dave's favorite in the few short years he played it. Aldebury was also the favorite of his father, Roger. Roger liked the six par-three, six par-four, and six par-five format. Dave liked the fairness and challenge. Overlooking the river it is a beautiful course and a lot of fun to play. Truthfully, when a person shoots a 69, most courses are fun to play.

As the last groups finished, the next best player was at 71 but two of the top players -- Harvey Thompson and Randy Gallant -- were still on the course. Dave watched Harvey come up eighteen and he was about one hundred-fifty yards out for his second shot to the par-four. Harvey hit a decent shot to the green leaving a fifteen-foot putt that had a little left to right break. He rolled it over the corner but it did not drop and he finished with a par. Dave overheard Harvey say to a friend that he shot 70. Randy was in the last group and he was at the hundred yards marker with his drive. He hit his second shot to within two feet and sank the putt - Dave figured Randy must have had a low final score. When Dave got to the clubhouse he found out Randy actually had had two bad holes and was 73. Dave was the winner of the first tournament. The prize wasn't much but the points were important. The top four point winners at the end of July went to the nationals in British Columbia -- all expenses paid (the next four could go but had to pay $1,500 for expenses). Dave desperately wanted to go to the nationals. Roger said he would find the money if Dave finished fifth through eighth but hoped Dave could crack the top four. This was a great start.

Dave's buddy John Stewart drove him back to Edwardton. It was about a half hour drive. John and Dave were both finishing tenth grade at Edwardton High School; with three weeks left they couldn't wait for summer vacation. John was a top student - all his marks were in the ninety and higher. Dave worked hard (he wasn't gifted with brains) and did manage to stay on the Honor Roll. In their school that was for grades of eighty-five and above. Dave knew if he wanted a future in golf he needed good marks so he could go to a US college. That was his dream - the Tour, the next Tiger. It's fun to dream.

John asked if Dave wanted to hang out because it was Saturday night; with the warmer weather coming, all their friends were hanging around the fast food joints in town. Dave told John that he had promised his dad he would let him know how the round went today but he didn't have any other major plans for the night. John had just gotten his license last month and his dad got him an old clunker to get him around. John's license gave both of them a lot of additional freedom. John wasn't a total nerd; but anyone as smart as him was treated a little different. Then again, how often do nerds really think they are nerds? Both friends played hockey, which is considered "the sport" in Canada. They had both made their share of elite level "rep" teams but neither of them were stars. So they kind of fit in the middle ground between the true jocks and nerds. Dave was happy with this as he had some good friends who were considered jocks and others who were considered nerds. John dropped him off about 5:00 and Dave told John to call him at home in an hour.

When Dave got home, both his mother Carol and Roger were waiting anxiously. He thought Roger had probably been more nervous waiting than he had been playing. Dave said, "Dad, I shot 69. I won by one stroke."

A big smile came over Roger's face. He said, "I knew it. I had a good feeling all day. I want all the details."

Roger and Dave sat down in the tv room and they went over every hole and every shot. Carol went to the kitchen. Roger was excited and Dave felt good making him proud. Dave looked at Roger and saw him in a new light. He was like a kid with a new toy. Roger was in his early forties and worked hard. He gave his two sisters and him everything he could afford and, while they weren't rich, they didn't want for much. He never missed their Christmas concerts when they were young or Dave's hockey games or his daughters' gymnastics events. Roger was a big man at six-foot-two and just over two hundred pounds although right now his face looked like a ten-year-old. Dave felt older today. Between focusing all his concentration on the golf course, winning, and now seeing Roger so proud - he felt incredible inside. Just then Carol walked in. She said, "Supper's ready. Beth is at a friend's house and Julie will be downstairs in a minute; so it will be four of us tonight."

Roger got up and walked over to Carol and picked her off her feet while giving her a big kiss. Carol is a great looking woman. She's not quite forty and is only five-foot-two but she has an unbelievable body with lots of curves and short brown hair. Dave had fantasized about sucking her large breasts and fingering her hairy pussy since his first wet dream about her two years ago. Her breasts measure 36D (Dave discovered the exact size while searching her dresser and smelling her lingerie collection) and her ass is small and firm. They headed to the kitchen table where Carol had everything laid out. As they were sitting down, Julie came in. Julie is a year older than Dave and has Carol's looks except her hair is longer and blonder. She is taller than Carol by three inches and has a body to match. Her breasts are 34C (another raided dresser) and her legs are long and slender. Dave had also fantasized about having those gorgeous legs wrapped around his neck. Supper was relatively quiet. As they were finishing Dave asked, "Are there any plans tonight? John wants to hang out."

Roger said, "I play poker tonight so I'm leaving around 8:00 and won't be home until after midnight. So the only plans are for tomorrow. Dave, are we still heading out to the campground in the morning to make sure the trailer is set up right? We can play a round of golf afterward, if you want."

Dave had forgotten about promising to help with the trailer in the morning. "Sure, I'll help with the trailer but I don't think you're going to enjoy losing another round of golf to me tomorrow," Dave said. Roger just laughed.

Carol added, "I'm going to curl up with a good book tonight; but tomorrow Kate and I are going to the flea market. Beth is staying overnight at the Johnsons. Are you going out tonight, Julie?" Dave's mind drifted away as he thought about the imputed soft round parts of his aunt Kate, Carol's identical twin sister; he still had a hard time telling them apart either in real life or his dreams.

Julie replied, "Jack and I are going out tonight." Dave thought Jack was an asshole. Asshole because he was an arrogant prick who thought he was God's gift to women. Dave had been hoping Julie would see the light and dump his ass.

Just then the phone rang. Dave answered it. "Hello... Hi, John. Yes... I'll be waiting outside." Dave turned to his family, "I'll be home around 11:00. Good luck at cards, Dad. Have a good time, Julie."

Dave was waiting by the street when John pulled up. Their hanging consisted of visiting first one, then another of the local teen attractions to see who was there, say hello, and move on. They drove around town for a couple hours when suddenly John's car stalled and wouldn't re-start regardless of what he tried. He was really pissed off and it was obvious that the heap of junk wasn't going to start tonight. He called his dad who told him to call a tow truck. John said there was no need to wait with him so Dave decided to walk home. The nice thing about Edwardton is that, no matter where you are, you can walk to where you want to go in less than half an hour - usually about fifteen minutes.

It was a brisk twenty-minute walk home. As Dave walked up his street, he saw Jack's car screeching to a stop in front of their house. Julie jumped out and Dave heard her yell, "I never want to see you again!" She slammed the car door and went running into the house. Jack's car jerked to a start, went flying by Dave, and rounded the corner with tires squealing.

Dave always went in the house through the back door so he walked around back and came into the unlit kitchen. As he gently closed the door, he could hear crying and voices from the living room. Dave didn't normally listen in on private conversations (he did love looking at women's underwear but didn't normally eavesdrop on his family) but he was intensely curious to know what happened with Jack and Julie. So, without turning on the light, Dave quietly walked through the kitchen. He checked the large mirror on the living room wall that Carol had put in so she could see the front door from the kitchen. When Dave stood in the right spot he could see Carol sitting on the couch with her arm around Julie. Dave knew they couldn't see him because of the dark kitchen while he had a perfect view and could hear almost everything they were saying. The first thing Dave noticed was that Julie was dressed really sexy. She had on a white top with spaghetti straps and a short skirt. It was very obvious she wasn't wearing a bra because Dave could see her dark nipples through the material. His dick was getting hard and he had to switch his concentration to Carol or he would have to leave to beat off. Carol was dressed as she had been at supper in a navy skirt and white blouse. Julie was crying and sobbed. "Why doesn't Jack like me? We went to a restaurant and had a great meal but he kept flirting with the waitress. I know she was older but how can he not find me attractive? I dressed like this just for him and he was more interested in her. When she left I asked him if he liked what I was wearing and he said 'I love a woman in a long dress.' I asked. 'Don't you like what I wore for you tonight?' He said. 'You look great.' But the minute the waitress returned he was ogling her again. I told him he was an asshole and I wanted to go home. He said fine and that he was tired of my little girl games anyway. Mom, what is wrong with me?" Julie started crying even louder.

What Julie didn't know was that Jack was having problems getting a stiffy. As soon as he would get intimate with a girl he went limp as a noodle. He learned to lead beautiful girls on but then had to dump them when they were ready to have sex with him. Unable to face his shortcomings, Jack was compelled to be continuously seeking greener pastures. His image was more important to him than his morals. Dave was right - Jack was a shallow, arrogant prick. He deserved to have a limp dick problem.

Dave's heart took a huge turn. He was furious. He couldn't understand how that asshole did not see how gorgeous Julie was. Carol hugged Julie and said. "Julie, you are a beautiful person in a beautiful body. I don't know why Jack can't see that - but it is definitely his loss."

Dave couldn't believe what happened next. Astonishingly, Julie abruptly pushed back, lifted her top over her tits, and said. "Is there something wrong with these? Do they look funny to you? Do they feel funny? What is wrong?" As she said it she took Carol's hands and put them squarely on her bared tits. She added, "Squeeze them. Aren't they normal? Why does Jack ignore them and ignore me?"

Julie was distraught and Carol was trying to calm her down. Julie had always acted very self-confident but, like all sixteen-year olds, she hid her fear of rejection. Julie had had only one sexual experience; unfortunately, it was a bad one. She had had too much to drink at the previous year's prom and let her boyfriend at the time penetrate her. She wasn't too drunk to stop him but the alcohol had let her do something she didn't truly think she was ready for. The boyfriend was a virgin at the time as well and really just wanted to lose the virgin title; being inexperienced, the sex was short and basically unsatisfactory. Julie had hoped that Jack would be her first good sexual experience and was ready to go all the way with him tonight.

Carol had a strange expression on her face but she didn't pull her hands away. When Carol was in university she had several close experiences with other women and loved the intimacy those relationships had provided. Her husband Roger was a very loving man and satisfied her sexually; however, she often fantasized about doing some erotic things with the women currently in her life - Julie, Beth and Kate. In real life, she had encouraged a conservative environment in the MacDonald home. Nudity was not common in the house even though she had sometimes fantasized about walking around nude and teasing Roger and her children. She had on one occasion caught Beth trying to flash her breasts at Dave and scolded her for that; but in truth she enjoyed the show and was jealous that she could not bring herself to do the same. She had dreamed of touching and caressing both Beth's and Julie's newly mature breasts but suddenly wasn't sure what to do now that Julie's were actually lying in her hands waiting to be fondled, waiting to be sucked.

Dave's blood supply was rushing in several directions at once and he was afraid his blushing would radiate so much heat the two women would notice him lurking in the darkness.

Carol finally squeezed the offered orbs and Dave thought he was going to blow a load right there. His dick was throbbing and he couldn't even touch his zipper or he knew he would have a major cleanup job in his shorts. Julie's tits were perfectly round and looked just like two ripe grapefruits. In the cool air, her perky nipples were getting harder by the second and looked like pink pencil erasers. Dave watched Carol as she seemed to take control of the situation. "Julie, they feel perfect and they are perfect. I just wish mine were as firm as yours," she said as she ran her hands lightly over Julie's firm breasts feeling her own juices start to flow. Carol was afraid Julie would realize she was enjoying the feel of her perfect breasts so she pulled her hands away. Carol wanted to replace her hands with her mouth but instead she collected herself and sat back. She was shocked by Julie's next bombshell request.

"Really?" Julie asked, "Can I see yours?"

If Dave had been breathing, he would have gasped. As it was, he almost tumbled to the floor and interrupted the scene playing out in the family living room. "What next?" Dave thought as his member throbbed against its confinement.

           Duron
snuck down from the roof with some difficulty, his two daiklaves didn’t help
much either. Five minutes. Across the way and under the tall tree
outside the wall. Three minutes. He climbed the tree with great accuracy and
vaulted the wall. He landed with a thud
on the ground. Two minutes. He darted pass the gardens and pressed
himself against the building wall.Â
There, his entrance, two meters to his left. Seizing the opportunity he made a break for
it. Fifteen seconds. He closed the door behind him and released
his breath. Well done he said to himself
now to find the armory and a place to stow his swords till all was completed.

           The
princess walked back in to the room.Â
Cala had barely enough time to hide herself behind the door. Well so much for stealth. A little blood goes a long way. Cala sprang and seized the princess’
head. The small bones cracked at the
quick twist and her last breath escaped her lips. A pity, the princess would have made a great
bargaining chip if needed. Cala donned
the one necklace, headband, bracelets and anklets. She opened the door with as much dignity as
she could muster, walked down the hall to the great ballroom.Â

           He
slunk down the hall garbed in officers’ dressage. Blue armor with tassels, ornate sword used
more for show than a fight, white tunic underlay. The things he had to do in the name of
righteousness. The door to the ballroom
had been left open. Not being one to
blend well, he stuck out like all the other guards, blue spot in a sea of red
and white. The lay of the room swirled around
him. Music, entertainers, people dancing and laughing, wine it was enough to
make any normal man dizzy, but Duron was here on a mission. Destroy the building that stood on the manse
and liberate the city and the Realm of all dragon-blooded. That was why he had penetrated this building,
trained for so long, and honed his skills…wait what was that? He had been standing at attention trying to
look like the other guards. He looked
and saw her. Black hair braided to her
head and down her back. Imperial
markings all over her and she seemed not to fit in. He turned his eyes back to the front for only
a fraction of a second but when he looked again she had vanished.Â

           Cala
had been seen, she was sure of it. She
had mingled with the crowd matching step for stance, the exact mirror of the
imperial family, and yet the guard had watched her. Maybe he was checking out the action of the
night. No such luck, buddy. He’d sooner have one of her arrows in his
heart than her in his bed. Besides the
dagger she had concealed was for a soldier higher up the food chain than his
peon of a sentry. There he was standing
like a man with no conscience, the snake, the villain, MURDER! Cala could feel
her rage swelling. She needed to calm
down. There wasn’t enough room her to
perfectly aim the dagger and run. She
would have to get close to her target. Very close. Oh
father, forgive me, but this is the only way to put your spirit to rest.

           He
saw her again; the clothes, the hair, definitely a princess. She would be his target. If she lived here
than he knew where the room to the furnaces were, if not then there was one
less dragon-blooded to worry about. She
was leaving! He had to catch her. But he
couldn’t leave; it would cause too much commotion. Suddenly the crowd surged to the walls
pushing Duron back against the door. He
spilled out into the hall. There she
was, walking briskly but not hurriedly.Â
This was almost too easy.

           Cala
had to get out, a side entrance, secret passage, something. There at the far end of the wall, a small
door. Concentrating on concealing her
anima she enveloped herself in her wings.Â
Hurriedly she made her way to the door past the royal guards. Once in the hall she let her cloak fall and
she padded of quickly down the hall. No
one was supposed to be in the halls, then why did she have the distinct feeling
of being followed. She stopped, looked
down as if checking her shirt. She
pulled the dagger out from the hidden sheath under her shirt, three, two, one…

           Duron
saw his chance. He had tailed her to the
end of the hallway, he pulled the short sword from its scabbard, it may not
have been for fighting, but it would frighten any pampered princess. She stopped.Â
Quickly and as quietly as he could he crept up on her. His hand reached for her shoulder…

           Cala
felt him extend his hand before it touched her shoulder. She grabbed it and threw her assailant
against the wall. A loud CRACK echoed
down the hall just as thunderous applause erupted from the ballroom so no one
bothered to investigate.

           Duron
felt the shock wave hit his body through the armor. It shocked him for only a few seconds. The sword he wielded was pressed against her
slender bare stomach. Her dagger was
pressed against his now exposed throat.Â
His helmet lay a few feet from him.Â
A princess that could defend herself, that wasn’t something he counted
on. She stepped closer and he slid the
sword deeper against her soft abdomen.Â

           “I
wouldn’t if I were you.” The woman’s voice was pure silk laced with poison, an
almost hypnotic look in her pale lavender eyes.Â
He had heard the voice before, he was sure of it.

           “And
why not?” came the deep baritone from the man, more mocking her than in
fear. Where had she heard that voice?

           “Because
I will slit your throat so fast you won’t know you are dead until you see the
underworld.” His milky-blue eyes studied
Cala’s face for a moment, he smiled.

           “Why
are you smiling?” The question was more
out of annoyance than shock. Had he gone
delirious at the realization that he would die in a pool of his own blood? Men, who knew.

           Duron
smiled, this was too easy, and this pampered kitten hadn’t the gall to follow
in on her threat. Without hesitation his
hand shot forth grabbing and wrenching her around he dislodged the blade from
her hand.Â

           “Now,
now little princess, lets not be so hasty,” the voice held more warning this
time and sounded mean. He meant to scare
her.

           Little
PRINCESS!? Cala was insulted. She may
have dressed the part but she was no pampered palace pet. He stole a kiss on her cheek. Infuriated she twisted a piece of his flesh
with her free hand. He tried not to
scream in pain but he let her go. Cala
grabbed her dagger from where it had fallen and pointed at the would-be
killer.Â

           “Don’t
follow me,” she said carefully weighing each word, wanting to them to sound as
acidic as possible. With out a backwards
glance she tore down the hall at breakneck speed.

           Don’t follow? Of course he would. He took off running. Damn she was fast and
the skirt did not hide the taut muscles in her legs. He heard behind him the ballroom doors
open. He swore beneath his breath and
continued to follow. He saw her duck
into a room and sped up to grab the door before she locked it.

           Cala
ran as fast as a deer, vaulting over chairs and rugs. She had been caught. Damnit, now she was never get her
chance. The room lay ahead, she wouldn’t
bother changing, and she could steal clothes if she needed it. She closed the door behind her only to have
it burst open, the guard had followed her. She fell to the floor but rolled to
stay out of his reach. Her bow would do
her no good in a close combat situation; she would have to rely on her blade
and martial arts charms. The question
tugged at her mind, how had he stayed on her trail? No mortal man could catch her.

           Duron
fell over himself as he burst through the door, catching himself he spun around
before she had a chance to stick him. He
locked the door but as he turned he saw the real princess on the ground dead.

           “Who
are you?” he asked. He was amazed at her
skills and abilities. She fascinated
him. The woman looked ready to kill him
at all costs.

           The
question startled Cala. Why was he asking, did he not care that his death lay
not more than ten feet from him?

           “I
am no one to be trifled with. Let me go
and I swear I won’t kill you or any family you have.”

           “You
clearly are not the princess, SHE is lying there. You are an assassin. Who and why you are trying to kill is beyond
me, but you are very skilled that is obvious.”Â
He tried to get her off base, falter if need be. Duron pulled a chair out from under a table
and sat.

           “Sit,”
he said motioning to the bed, but Cala wouldn’t sit with an enemy in the room.

           “Or
don’t it’s all the same,” Duron said it mockingly; the woman was clearly not
trusting of anyone.

            “Why are you talking to me,” Cala asked. The seeds of her anger died in her. This man meant her no harm, but why was he
trying to be her…friend!? Cala finally
sat.

           “Good
now we can talk. My name is Duron.” He waited for her to answer. It was almost comical to see the dumbfounded
look on the young woman’s face.

           “Uh…My
name is…uh…O’na.” Cala finally recovered to say a name but why did it have to
be the one of the dead princess. What
was it about this man that seemed so familiar and why did he make her question
her senses?

           “No
its not, ‘O’na’ is her name,” Duron said motioning to the body lying on the
floor. It was half scolding half
playful, he needed to find out who or what this woman was and how she had
become so strong.Â

           “Your
name has spirit behind it, so are we going to be truthful or do we have to sit here
till the real guards come and find us?”

           REAL guards, so he wasn’t a guard. The question almost made Cala laugh but
instead of she smirked. No harm in
revealing herself to this man. If he wanted
to talk to death, let him.Â

           “Cala,
my name is Cala,” she said in her soft voice that sounded like a purr more than
a human voice.

           “Good
now I know your name and you know mine.”

           By
the gods, she was beautiful. Those pale
lavender-gray eyes that glowed like the moon, that brilliant small smile on her
pretty lips, her long, silky black hair.Â
Beautiful but deadly. An elegant
predator sat before him and her clothing did little to hide the power her body
contained. Her gaze made him aware of
himself and he cleared his throat hoping to ease the rising heat in his
body. What was happening?

           “OK,
so do you mind explaining how you kept up with me in the hall? I am faster than any man alive.” She had him.Â
He was after all human. His gaze
flickered up her form. He was almost
drooling. Cala smiled inwardly.

           Duron
stood and turned around, this was hard.Â
He felt his cast mark burn through the headband. He felt his heart skip a beat as he heard her
shift off the bed. This had never
happened before. He had seen beautiful
women but none like this, he had to know, a part of him had to know. Turning he found her almost at the window.

           “STOP,”
Duron said, a little louder than expected.

           Cala
turned and faced him. Well she almost
made it. “Yes?” The purr again this time
it was soft and vibrant.

           Duron
controlled himself enough to walk over to her.Â
He ripped the headband from her forehead. There beneath the royal fabric lay the mark
he was hoping to find.

           Cala
jumped the bed, grabbed her bow and arrows from their hiding spot. How dare him
and now he would pay with his life. Her
body infused with essence, she laced the arrow making it sharp and sure. She turned and aimed right for his evil
heart. But the look on his face and the
way he stood caused her to stop. Her
eyes traveled up to his brow. Duron had
pulled back his hair revealing the golden disk that burned like the sun. His body ignited in a blue flame and his eyes
shown through the light.

Cala was
speechless; her weapons fell from her hands.Â
Another Chosen, it couldn’t be but it
was. Her exalted soul rejoiced at the
sight of him not knowing why.

Without a word she ran to him and
he engulfed her in his arms. He felt
like he had found a long lost friend.Â
The joy overwhelmed them both.

           “We
have to leave, now,” Cala said urgently.Â
Duron nodded. He also had to get
his swords and get out of this monkey suit.Â
She collected her quiver and bow when she stood; Duron had a puzzled
look on his face.

           “You
aren’t going to change out of those,” he said pointing to her clothing.

           “No,
I stole them, I stole the ones I had on and I’ll steal another pair if I need
it.”

           Her
carefree attitude amazed him. He went to
the door and looked out into the hall.Â
No one, good this would be quick.Â
He started to inch his way down the hall he turned to see if Cala was
following him. She was right there at
his side matching his speed with her own quite steps. The armory was one floor down so they needed
to find the stairs. The stairs were big
and open not a good place to hide a big guy like himself. Cala saw his hesitation and asked what was
wrong.

           “My
daiklaves and clothes are in that room but it’s to open, someone will notice
me,” he whispered.

           Now
it was her turn to show her anima. With
careful concentration she felt her body become light as the wind. Her body was washed in silver light. Her anima wings unfolded at her back. With equal amazement Duron watched her become
invisible and almost fly down the stairs not a sound could be heard even when
the heavy wooden door was opened.

           Cala
looked and saw the two big swords in the back.Â
When she picked them up they were weighty but felt secure in her small
palm. Pulling the scabbards over her
head she found his clothes. Tempted she
breathed in his scent. He smelled earthy
and warm. Her head spun at the pleasing
smell. Cala made her way back to the
door, checking right and left no one in sight.Â
She hauled herself and the weapons up the stairs still making no sound
not even to breathe. When she reached
Duron he lifted the swords off her shoulders and took the clothes from her.

           “Now
we can leave.” Duron left the armor in the hall and dressed as he ran. There was a window open and Cala looked
out. It wasn’t far to the ground. She vaulted to the earth landing close to the
wall. Duron landed with a loud thud a
few feet from her. They scaled the wall
and jumped to the ground below. Once in
the street Cala led him to where she was staying, a large room with windows
which were easy to get in and out of.Â

           “Do
you ever use the door?” he asked as they clambered into the lamp lit room

           “If
it is daytime,” Cala said laughing.Â
“It’s not much but it’s fine for now.”

           For
now, he echoed in his mind. He watched
her place the jewelry in a bag and then sit down in a chair. The fabric did little to conceal her legs.

           “What,”
she asked, amused at the color that reddened his cheeks. He was embarrassed how cute. Cala knew fully how she was dressed and how
she looked to him. But knowing that did
not make it easier for her to not notice the muscles underneath his shirt. Â It was all she could do to not rip his shirt
off or for that matter his pants. It was
all she could do to keep her own color from reddening.

           Duron
sat on the bed and began to tell his story.Â
Maybe if he talked he could get the image of her body out of his
mind. But looking into those watchful
eyes, knowing they saw every muscle and minute expression that passed across
his face, did not make them any less seductive or any less inviting. How was it that she made him feel uneasy and
comfortable at the same time? He
searched his soul only to come up blank.Â
As his story ended he looked and watched the laughter and smile dance in
her eyes. When she smiled, his mind was
floored.

           Cala
could feel the heat rise in her face as he looked at her intently. His long dark messy hair, his strong arms and
body, her own body ached to feel it against her again. His eyes, oh those beautiful light blue eyes,
she felt as if he could see to her very soul.Â
She turned her head and reached for the locket in the drawer of the
table.Â

           “Now
it’s my turn,” she said playfully watching as his hands brushed back his hair
and then lay firmly on the bed. He was
all ears to her. He laughed at the funny
parts, his laugh was brilliant. It
radiated through her soul like nothing ever had before. His face saddened at the murder and
brightened at how she became exalted.Â
When she finished she held his gaze, wanting to linger in those pools of
blue peace. His face was alive with
light and passion.Â

           Duron
watched her face, expressive and beautiful.Â
He longed to touch it, to feel the softness beneath his fingers. He longed to kiss her, to breathe in the
sweet scent he knew lingered on her skin. He was entranced. Before he could stop himself, he was standing
over her, his hand cupped her cheek. She
nuzzled her face to it feeling the warmth of his skin on her cool face. Her skin was silk beneath his calloused hand.
She placed her hand over his and kissed his palm. Duron couldn’t help but feel a twinge of
jealousy for his hand. He brought his
face down to hers and found her lips full and welcoming.Â

           He
tasted incredible, the energy and power.Â
The passion, in a simple lingered kiss.Â
Cala placed her arms around his neck and he pulled her up and hugged her
close to him. She traced his face and
neck kissing him where her fingers touched.Â
He felt amazing, so much strength and fervor in his arms. She laced his shoulders, the force that she
sensed in those muscles. She felt
fragile and small in his embrace. He
held her as if she were a priceless piece of glass, strong and delicate. She kissed him again but more fiercely and
deliberately. He returned her kiss with
equal passion savoring every inch of her mouth with his tongue. His hands made a path down her back mapping
every subtle curve. Holding her with one
arm he traced her leg with his finger tips.Â
Her hands went beneath his tunic tracing every crease and muscle on his
abdomen and chest. He moaned softly at
her touch. She pulled at his shirt
violently throwing it across the room till it met the wall. He saw in her eyes a wild passion, which he
could not deny that he felt himself. He
wanted her and she wanted him just as much.Â
He pulled her to the bed holding her beneath him. Cala smiled and laughed at the rush of
emotions, she wanted him alright and would do anything to make him just as
crazy as she was. She kissed him
intensely and moved to the head of the bed.Â
Smilingly slyly she waved her finger at him in a come-and-get-me gesture
and Duron was more than happy to oblige her.Â
He was on top of her in an instant and she laughed at the wildfire in
his eyes.

           “You’re
laughing at me,” he said, trying to sound as hurt as possible.

           “No,
never,” she said stretching her hands above her head, knowing that he was
getting a full view of what was to come.Â
“I’m laughing because you may not want to leave after this.”

           “Who
says I was going to?” Duron pulled her close to him feeling every curve of her
body with his. He heard her moan as he
deepened the kiss, his body pleading to be next to hers. He laid a breathless Cala back to the
bed. He showered her face with kisses,
moving to her neck where his tongue pressed against her sweet pulse. Her hands etched his back and her sighs of
pleasure fueled his exploration. His
hands traveled down her sides moving to the front of her shirt. His fingers untied the string that held the
shirt and drew her into kiss as he shed the offending article. He was not disappointed. Two full, firm mounds greeted his gaze and
Cala giggled at the look.

           “I’m
glad that you like,” she said huskily with the same deep purr as before. He smiled and kissed her fervently. She slid her hands down his chest reaching
for the belt around his waist. She felt
his hand at her wrist bringing her hands above her head. Cala looked at him in surprise but he shook
his head and pressed his mouth to her trim neck. He heard her gasp in delight as he pressed
his free palm against her breast. His
mouth moved from her neck to the other firm mound and he sucked and pressed his
tongue in turn on her already hard nipples.Â
Her moans and sighs beneath his mouth made him want her even more, so
bad that his body could barely stand it.Â
He moved to her stomach savoring each kiss as her hands combed through
his hair. His fingers found the tie of
her skirt and slowly untied it as he pressed a hand slowly to her hip. She cried out in uninhibited passion as the
skirt found the floor. He looked up and
gazed upon her body drinking in the beautiful woman who lay before him. Cala could feel his tender eyes on her, her
mind swirled in a sea of desire. She
looked at him biting her bottom lip, wanting so much for him to take her
now. Duron sat up, gods he was hard. He wanted to feel her around him, in him,
coursing through his veins.Â

           She
sat up and moved to him, her long black hair brushing his skin. She kissed his shoulders and neck running her
hands down his bare chest.

           “I’m
all yours,” she whispered softly to him.Â
Her hands moved to his pants searching for a way to remove them. Â

           Duron
pulled her to him, kissing her soundly.Â
He laid her back and stood. He
blew out the lamp, leaving only the stars and moon to illuminate the room. He removed his boots and pants. He could feel her watchful eyes on him
studying, tracing his body in the moonlight, taking in every muscle and
curve. When he finally turned he heard
her breath catch. Cala had never seen a
man like Duron before, powerful and strong in all the right ways. He moved to the empty side of the bed and lay
down next to her pulling her close. He
kissed her letting his hand explore her body once more. Her hand came to rest below his face on his
neck pulling his face close extending the kiss.Â
Down the subtle curve of her neck, across her slender shoulders,
stroking the valley between her breasts feeling each tenderly, lightly touching
her stomach, caressing over her beautiful hips.Â
His fingertips lingered at her legs, slowly moving over her calf and
thigh, in between her legs. As each cry
and moan of passion escaped her lips, his own desire was fueled and he could
feel the intense heat that radiated through him. His hand found her sweet spot,
his fingers playing with her lips, feeling the warm moisture emit from her
body.

           Cala’s
body and mind reeled in the bliss. Never
before had something made her body quake and convulse. Her fingers played on his muscles, making
their way to his groin. He called out in
ecstasy as her fingers traced his manhood, feeling every rock hard inch. She could stand it no longer, “Take me,” she
moaned in half-plea, half-command. Duron
chuckled “Not yet,” he whispered lustily in her ear.Â

"That was some performance there Michele; for a girl who only sucked her first cock a few hours, ago you sure learn fast," he said.

Ellie took her face out of the cop’s lap and turned her head towards Michele.

"See, I told you that you would probably end up liking it didn’t I," she gloated.

The fat cop pushed her face back down on his stubby cock."

"Shut the fuck up and suck my cock bitch," he laughed, "You let those other boys worry about her; you just take care of me."

The fat cop screwed up his eyes and reached down with both hands to push Ellie’s face onto his penis. He bucked in his seat and face-fucked Ellie with short hard strokes. Ellie was working hard at sucking his member and Michele could distinctly hear the sucking and slobbering noises Ellie made as worked on the cop’s cock. Ellie was rocking on her knees, the toes of her black high-heels dug into the cheap carpet, her short black dress had ridden up at the back revealing her white satin panties and matching suspenders clipped to the gauzy taupe stockings encasing her long sleek legs. She looked very sexy. Slutty, but definitely sexy.

Michele felt her penis begin to harden in her sticky panties. She couldn’t believe she could become aroused again so soon after her last orgasm! The sight of Ellie fellating the fat cop was also having its effect on Steve, Joe and Bill; Michele noticed that they were also in various states of arousal.

Joe sauntered over to where Ellie was fellating the cop.

"Mind if I use the other end?" he sniggered at the fat cop.

"Do what you like with her Joe; just so long as she doesn’t lose her rhythm," he laughed back.

Ellie didn’t even flinch; she just carried on sucking away on the cop’s stubby cock. Joe grabbed Ellie’s high-heels and spread them apart, her stockings rasping on the cheap dirty carpet. Joe positioned himself between Ellie’s sleek nyloned legs and took hold of his cock and began to rub it in the cleavage of Ellie’s satin pantied buttocks.

Michele felt her own cock harden and then she became aware that Steve had slid his member into her loose fingers; without conscious thought she gripped the thickening member and began to stroke it. She was mesmerised by what was happening across the room. Bill shifted to the other side of Michele and put her hand on his cock. Michele lay there masturbating the two men while the three of them watched Ellie suck the fat cop while Joe rubbed his cock on her panty clad arse.

Joe reached down and slid the silken gusset of Ellie’s panties to one side and exposed her puckered sphincter. He wet his finger with his tongue and probed at the wrinkled crack. Ellie kept fellating the cop but she also pushed back with her body and Michele watched fascinated as Joe’s finger disappeared inside Ellie’s anus.

"God that looks good," Michele whispered.

Bill heard Michele and took that as his cue. He moved down the bed and slipped his hand under Michele and gently eased her over on her side. She could still see Ellie and the two men across the room and she was still wanking Steve’s hard shaft. Michele didn’t take her eyes off the trio across the room even as she felt Bill slide his hand under her nylon panties and insert a finger inside her semen lubricated passage. She gripped Steve’s cock harder and wanked away at it.

Joe removed his finger from Ellie and spat into his palm then rubbed the spit on his member. He positioned himself directly behind Ellie and nestled the glans of his penis against her sphincter. He reached down and gripped each of Ellie’s silken stockinged thighs in each hand and began to push. He groaned as Ellie pushed back against him until his belly was hard against her bottom and he was buried in her to the hilt. Ellie wriggled her skewered arse and began to suck harder at the fat cop’s stubby member.

Bill rucked Michele’s black leather mini up around her waist and moved down the bed and knelt beside Michele’ pantied rump. He pulled her panties down, the nylon material of her panties whistling on her hosed legs, and left them around one slim ankle. He pushed Michele over further and lifted her leg so that she was lying on her side with her legs scissored open. Bill lay down behind Michele and put his rock hard cock at the entrance to her back passage. He pushed and Michele groaned at the pain as Bill’s glans forced open her tight sphincter.

"Easy honey," Bill whispered into Michele’s ear and the nuzzled her neck, "just relax and it will slide right in; Steve’s already lubed you for me."

And it did! Michele relaxed and then felt Bob’s hard cock slide right up inside her. She was still fascinated by the other trio having sex across the room but she was now very aware of Bill’s body rubbing against hers and his grunts and groans as he fucked her. She loved the feeling of her anus being filled and the shivered with pleasure as Bill’s cock rubbed against her prostate.

Steve had now moved to the edge of the bed and was watching the sex going on around him as he slowly stroked his own cock.

Joe was pounding himself in and out of Ellie; he had moved his hands down to her feet where he gripped her high-heels and rode her like a sleigh. Ellie was a lovely sight to behold with her black chiffon dross rucked up around her waist, her gossamer taupe stockings clipped to her white satin suspenders and her matching satin panties, the gusset eased aside to allow Joe access to her arse. Her pretty face was buried in the fat cop’s lap, sucking his engorged manhood and she bucked back and forth on her knees keeping rhythm with Joe’s pace as he fucked her. Joe was groaning and moaning and the fat cop had his eyes screwed shut and pushed Ellie’s face down into his lap. They groaned in unison.

"I’m coming; oh god I’m coming!"

Michele felt Bob quicken his pace as he hung on to her and pounded his cock in and out of her come slicked anal passage. Michele pushed back against him and wriggled her bottom. Lying on her side like this she was unable to thrust back and forth but her wriggling and pushing caused the glans of Bob’s penis to massage her prostate gland bringing her closer to orgasm. Bob suddenly wrapped his arms around Michele and pulled her back hard against him and Michele felt his cock begin to shudder as streams of hot semen flooded her anal passage. Bob’s manhood spasming against her anal gland caused Michele to climax too and she wriggled her bottom and pushed back against Bob as she shed her spend into her already come-sodden panties.

Steve spun around on the bed and aimed his cock at Michele’s heavily made up face. He groaned and shot stream after stream of hot semen over her face, rivulets of his juice ran down over her eyes, nose and on to her lips. Michele gobbled the salty offering, slavering the fluids with her tongue and licking it into her mouth as her own orgasm shot through her anus, testes and penis. She was experiencing one of the most intense orgasms of her life.

The fat cop pushed Ellie’s head down into his crotch and held her there as he came, he bucked and squirmed in his seat as his emission erupted out of his throbbing cock and deep down Ellie’s throat. Ellie wriggled and struggled tried to pull herself free to prevent herself from drowning on the fat cop’s semen. Joe used Ellie’s struggles for his own gratification and plunged his turgid penis deep into her pulsing anal channel and expended his load, flooding her with a deluge of hot semen. Ellie was nearly asphyxiated when her own orgasm ripped through her and she flooded her panties, a wet stain spreading across the front panel of the white satin garment.

Everyone in the room had climaxed almost simultaneously and they all fell apart and gasped for breath as they came down from their respective orgasmic highs. Ellie was sprawled on the floor heaving in deep breaths. Between her gasping breaths she guzzled the remainder of the fat cop’s spunk. She pushed herself up on her knees and reached up and slapped the cop playfully across the face.

"You bastard," she wheezed, "I know we have played at erotic asphyxiation before; but not when I’ve had a big cock inside me at the same time!"

"Fuck it was incredible though," Ellie smiled and turned around and kissed Joe passionately on the lips.

She looked across at Michele,

"Well was I right or was I right?"

"I told you most of the girls eventually like what they experience here; and I just knew you would be too much of a slut not like it too."

"When our friend in blue here," Ellie nodded at the fat cop, "told us that you had continued on to the party after he made you suck his cock in that parking lot; we knew you would eventually become a willing participant in our little orgy."

Michele was still catching her breath and doing her best to wipe Steve’s coagulating semen off her face.

"Well I’ll tell you what Ellie; you’re a arsehole at work and you’re a cunt of a friend outside of work. But if you ever plan another orgy like this; you better count me in" Michele replied, a smirk breaking out on her face.

Everyone in the room burst into laughter.

As Michele drove back to her sister’s house in the early hours of the morning she pondered on the previous evening’s events. Michele’s sister Angie had revealed that she knew her brother Malcolm (Michele’s alter ego) was a closet transvestite (and seriously hinted that she herself was a lesbian!). Michele’s workmate Jill had let Malcolm make love to her whilst he was dressed as Michele; and Eddie had turned out to Ellie, the most perverted transvestite you could imagine!

Michele had fucked and sucked and been fucked and sucked and had totally fallen in love with the secret underworld of transvestite sex. Ellie had said she would arrange another transvestite and admirer party for the following weekend and Michele was already planning what to wear. What a marvellous twenty-four hours it had been!

When Michele arrived at her sister’s house it was dark and totally silent. She let herself in and staggered to the spare bedroom, shucked off her semen encrusted clothing and wig and fell into bed without even bothering to clean off her makeup. She fell asleep immediately and didn’t wake up until late Saturday afternoon.

Malcolm woke up to find Angie sitting on the end of the bed with a cup of hot steaming coffee in her hand.

"Drink this, shower, shave, brush your teeth, and then come and tell your older sister all about your evening, oh brother of mine!" Angie giggled.

"From the mess your clothing was in you certainly got up to something exciting," she went on.

Malcolm looked groggily around the room.

"Where are the clothes I wore last night," he asked inquisitively.

"Cleaned, pressed and waiting for when Michele re-appears. I even washed, blow dried and brushed your wig," Angie replied.

"In fact after you have cleaned yourself up; why don’t I help you transform yourself again. Yesterday was fun and I’m sure you learned a lot," she smiled.

"I don’t know? I feel kind of weird letting my sister dress me as woman and do my make up," Malcolm frowned.

"Oh fuck that! I know you liked it; now get up and get yourself sorted and meet me in my bedroom. Once I've transformed you into ‘Michele’ I'm sure you will feel more comfortable about telling me all about what happened last night. Let’s just call it ‘girl talk’," she winked, and then got up off the bed and left the room.

Malcolm did as his sister bid and brushed his teeth, showered and shaved. It took a while to remove the caked-on makeup that he had not removed before going to bed but liberal use of moisturiser removed most of it. He was wondering what his sister was getting up to, wanting to help him dress again. The last time she did it, now nearly two days ago, she had put her hand under his skirt and touched him through his panties. What was that about?

Malcolm had been crossdressing for so long now that his mind automatically switched from thinking of himself as Malcolm to Michele as soon as he began to transform himself.

When he came back into the bedroom wearing only a bath towel around his waist he found Angie sitting on the bed surrounded by a selection of feminine clothing, most of which Michele had worn the previous evening. It was now cleaned and pressed. A packet of Kaiser Ultra Sheer stockings replaced the laddered and come-spattered hose he had worn home. Michele’s wig and makeup were arranged on the dressing table.

Angie was wearing a pleated navy blue skirt that came to just above her knees. She wore a white satin blouse that exposed her cleavage, navy-blue high-heels and sheer tan hosiery. She was also wearing full makeup and jewellery. She looked quite hot for a woman of her age.

"Where are you going dressed like that?" Malcolm asked.

"Nowhere. I’m going to help transform you into Michele and then we are going to discuss what happened at the party," Angie answered walking over the dresser and patting the chair, indicting Malcolm should take a seat in front of the mirror.

"You do your makeup this time and I’ll only help if you need me to ok?" Angie said.

"Ok," Michele replied, taking off her towel and sitting down at the dresser completely nude.

Michele’s finger and toenails retained the two coats of glossy plumb red that she had applied on Friday afternoon so they only needed touching up where the nail polish was chipped. She applied a thick coat of foundation to her face and then set it with matching face powder. She brushed dark blue eyeshadow onto her eyelids and then applied a coat of pink out to the far corners of her eyes, lightening the makeup and blending the two shades. Next she applied jet-black eyeliner to her upper and lower eyelids, applying three coats and touching up here and there when Angie directed her.

"So far so good Michele," Angie cooed, "But of course you’ve had years of practice you naughty closet queen," she giggled.

Michele applied thick black mascara to her upper and lower eyelashes, and then blush to her cheeks, feathering it along her cheek-line and smoothing it up so that it almost merged with her eyeshadow. Then she dusted her whole face and neck with a coating of sheer-glow finishing powder, being careful not to smudge her mascara and eyeliner.

She painted on the base coat of the two-coat plum coloured lipstick just like she had been taught by her sister, being careful not to smudge her lip-line applying the clear top coat over the base colour coat.

Michele positioned the wig on her head and adjusted and brushed it until it was sitting perfect with the fringe straight.

Michele had again made the transformation from a plain, smooth-faced man to a heavily made-up middle-aged whore with brunette hair framing dark exotic eyes, rouged cheeks and seductive red lips.

She turned towards her sister, who looked at her critically and said,

"Wonderful Malcolm; you have again transformed into Michele," Angie said and stroked Michele’s face gently with her long red fingernails

"Let’s see you get dressed then," Angie said, helping Michele to her feet and leading her over to the bed.

Angie patted Michele playfully on the buttocks.

"You look good enough to eat," she laughed.

Michele was again confused by her sister’s actions.

"Angie," she whispered, "are you some kind of a lesbian or something?"

"I’m an ‘or something ok’?" Angie answered.

"I like men; no I love men; but I like certain kinds of women too."

"I’m bisexual I guess. I’m a lipstick lesbian."

Michele looked at her sister confused. Angie went on,

"I like to have sex with feminie women; not the hairy ‘man-hater’ type of lesbians that are often the stereotype. Do you get what I mean?" she finished.

Michele nodded and sat down on the bed and started getting dressed.

She slid into the red lace suspender belt and adjusted it so that it sat around her waist and then took the stockings out of the packet and slipped the hosiery over her pretty painted toes and slid the sheer nylon up her legs. She clipped the stocking-tops onto the garters hanging from her suspender belt. She carefully straightened the back-seams keeping the nylon taught; smoothing out the wrinkles as she went. Next she slid the red satin bikini panties up her nyloned legs and pulled them snug around her buttocks and crotch.

Michele hooked the red brassiere around her chest stuffed the cups with the old pairs of pantyhose that she had used to fill them with before. She stood up and stepped into her black leather mini and adjusted it at her waist ensuring the hem was nice and straight at mid thigh. Next she pulled on the leopard-skin nylon blouse, buttoning the blouse and tucking it into her skirt.

Michele walked back over to the dresser and sat down. She clipped on the silver mounted ruby drop earings clasped the matching necklace around her neck and the matching bracelets on both of her wrists. She slid the four large silver rings on her fingers, two on each hand. Michele bent down and slid her feet into the black leather high-heeled sandals; buckling the thin straps which came to just above her ankles. She sprayed a liberal amount of ‘Poison’ perfume all over finishing with a quick spray under her skirt.

"There; transformation complete," Michele turned her pretty face up to her sister’s.

"Not quite," Angie said and kneeled at her brother’s feet.

"You forgot this," she said fastening the silver anklet below Michele's left ankle.

Michele felt her penis stir as her looked down at her sister’s attractive face so close to her crotch and felt Angie’s slim hands slide over her stockinged ankle. She wondered what was going on here between her and her sister.

Angie slid her manicured fingers up Michele’s sleek leg and her hand disappeared under the black leather mini. Her fingers stroked the naked skin above Michele’s stocking-tops and she looked up at her brother.

"Come on Michele, sit next to me on the bed and tell your sister all about what happened to you last night," Angie said removing her hand from under Michele’s skirt.

Angie stood and helped Michele up on her high-heels and led her to the bed. They sat side by side close to each other and Michele began to tell her sister the full story of what had happened from the minute she had left her Abgie’s house for the party yesterday, until she returned in the early hours of this morning. Angie hung on every word.

"Absolutely fascinating Michele," Angie said.

"I wish I had been there! But you must have been quite scared when those guys had you tied to the bed like that. Men can be such pigs sometimes," she said, and put her arm around Michele.

Angie looked into Michele’s pretty painted eyes and Michele stared back into Angie’s heavily made up face. She hadn’t before realised how sexy Angie looked when she was dressed and made up like this. Angie moved her head forward so that their faces were only centimetres apart and parted her red lipsticked lips. Michele felt her cock harden in her panties.

"Angie; we shouldn’t. We’re brother and sister." she whispered.

"We’re Angie and Michele," Angie responded and kissed Michele deeply, their lipsticked lips mashing together and their tongues intertwining.

Michele gently pushed Angie away and stood up on her high heels, her hard cock tenting the front of her skirt.

"It’s incest Angie; it’s wrong," she whispered.

"As far as I’m concerned you are Michele, a hot fuckable woman who happens to have a real penis instead of a strap-on; not my brother Malcolm!" Angie replied.

"You’re no different to all the other women who I have fucked over the years," she went on, "and I can see you like what we are doing," she said pointing to Michele’s erection visibly tenting her leather miniskirt.

"Wouldn’t you like some this," Angie said and lifted her skirt.

We walked and road almost every ride they had, and then we came to the gallery and the freak shows.  Along the way down the freak of natures, there was a barker asking us to step over.  He insulted me by asking me if my boyfriend was rich, when I replied, “I’m not a girl.”

He shocked both of us with, “I can see that, but I can also see how much you two love each other.  I wouldn’t be surprised if you didn’t go home and have sex for the first time tonight.”

Tee jerked away with me in tow and huffed and puffed, I just ignored it and kept on walking.  Then after a few more we came to this tent with a guy in a tux and carrying a black cane with silver wolfs head on it.  He invited us in to see as he called it, “The Mystifying performance of hypnotism that will shatter your world.”

We went and stood at the back and watched the same man take the stage, but when I looked out the opening in the tent, the same guy was still out front walking back and forth.  I nudged and showed Tee and we almost freaked on that one, until the man in stage called me up to assist him.  The other twenty or so people there urged me on as did Tee, until I sheepishly walked up.  Then with a wave of his hand all I remember is feeling sleepy and then nothing until I woke up in the car on our way home. 

Tee was blushing brightly as he drove us and smiling like the cat that ate the bird as he asked if I was okay.  I sat up and sort fluttered my eyes which were still heavy and asked, “What’s going on?”

Suddenly we veered off the road and headed down a gravel country road towards the lake.  The road was sort of secret path we knew about and as we bumped along the nine mile journey Tee told me what happened.

As he started out his voice quivered, “Well the guy put you to sleep and then he made you crow and bark and scratch like a chicken and moo like a cow before he whispered in your ear.”

“Who the hypnotist did this to me?” I asked.

 Sitting up straighter in the seat he said, “Yes.”  Then as we sort of slowed down he continued, “He whispered in your ear again and you turned to me and the crowd and bowed and then walked off stage behind the curtain.  I waited for a few minutes then followed you just as he came back there.  You were frozen solid and sort looked pale and lifeless.  He walked over to me and asked if you were my friend or if you were something else to me.  I told him the truth.”

Hearing him gulp I quickly yelped out, “What’s that Tee?”

He seemed to be getting frightened as big and as strong as he was, and then he said, “I told him that we were only friends but that I had been having dreams about you for years.  He asked what kind and I told him that I wanted to make love to you.  I told him…I told him…that I…sort of well…that I am in love with you.”

I gasped for a second but somehow when I heard him admit it I already knew, and then I responded with, “Hey buddy its okay.  I guess I knew it all along.”

Then he said, “Well he asked me if I wanted to know what you really feel and I said yes.  So he made you tell us both how you really feel about me and things.”

“What things?  What did I say?” I asked as I tried to recall and understand how I felt myself.

That’s about the time we slowly approached a large area to pull off and over to the side of the road which he did for a second.  Then looking into my eyes he told me, “I want you to know that I didn’t make him do anything wrong to you.  I didn’t make him do that, I even asked him not to, but you told us that you wished you were a real girl so that you could feel at ease with wanting me just as much.”

Once more I realized the truth after hearing it and as I sat there, I felt ashamed of myself for hiding it from Tee.  Then I said, “What else happened?”

Well he let the car idle for a second as he turned to face me and let his right arm fall over and around my neck, and then he looked in my eyes and said, “The guy was just asking you questions about what you like.  You told him you loved to jack off and eat it.  You also told him that you loved to dress up in your sister’s silk panties and pose for pictures you keep hidden on your computer.  Then he asked you if you would suck a dick if it was offered to you and you said yes.  Without him or me asking anything else, you then said, as long as it was mine.”

I knew then that he was telling the truth because I had never told anyone not even him about my posing and playing around late at night in silky clothes.  As I looked in his eyes, his mouth moved closer towards me and then he sheepishly told me, “I asked if he thought that I should let you, and he said not until you are alone.  So then he told me how to wake you up and helped to walk you to the car.  I pulled off from there really fast and you fell over on my shoulder and before I woke you up, I felt you up all over.  I feel really bad about but I had to feel you, and I want so much more to feel you again.”

I sort of panted in excitement as I said, “Please go ahead and feel me again, and I would love to feel your hands on my body.”

He slid his hand to my arm and caressed it as his lips trembled and his eyes closed and I realized he wanted to kiss, so I moved to place my lips to his and suddenly we were French kissing madly.  Seconds passed quickly and as they did he started to caress my entire soft body and all over me they roamed.  I felt his hands caress my ass over my jeans and then my chest and bare skin and as he slid my shirt up and over my head, his mouth moved to kiss and lick my nipples as his hands undone my belt and jeans.  I lifted to make the process easier and with a careful tug, my pants and boxers were at my ankles.  He slid his hand to cover and caress my five inch cock which was almost the same exact size as his but just slightly smaller.  He slid his palm on my cock head and I sighed deeply.  Then signaling for me to rest in his lap, I plopped over and let him fondle my ass and crack and balls from behind until he rested his finger tip in my hole.  I didn’t want to appear frightened or scared of pain so I gritted my teeth as he began to finger it.  When he moved his free hand to caress my nipples I began to enjoy it.  I was on my side in his lap facing away from him as he seduced me until I lifted up opened his fly and removed his cock.  My head bent to kiss its tip and then lick it and suddenly and magically I engulfed it like a sucker and began to work it over in my mouth with lust and passion.  Tee was loving my attention on his cock and his fingers at my ass were kneading me as the one worked in and out.  The motion of t was timed to mine and as I bobbed faster so his fingers moved at the same speed.  I began to taste a salty tang, one that was somewhat sweeter than mine, and almost fruity.  I knew what was about to happen, yet I did not stop but I went faster at my work.  His cum rose swiftly into my mouth and as I was accustomed to the taste I eagerly swallowed all but a small drop.

He went wild as soon as I had drained all of it from him.  Flipping me on back and replacing his finger with a thumb he pulled me up to where my body went the window of the car and my cock rested at his mouth.  I felt him suck it quickly and with such devotion that his thumb and mouth made swell rapidly to a screaming climax.  I was howling into the dark night as I deposited my cum in his mouth.  He was a lot like me and was able to retain a lot of it and when he pulled me back inside I looked in his eyes and then kissed and swept the rest of my cum from his face with my tongue.

We kissed a few more minutes before he realized the car was still running and shut it off.  Then we slid completely out of our clothes and walked out the path to the water and found a nice soft patch of grass and feel on it side by side.  His arms embraced me and I let him have me then and there as his cock hardened.  I fell on my back and as he lifted and shoved my legs up and back, I cooed, “Oh Tee, make me your bitch.”

His face was smiling as he drove inside me deeply.  Then after several shoves with force he worked it all in and began to get a good rhythm going.  He hunched me over and over and we even kissed a few times as he fucked my ass for the first time.  I fondled my own breast while he did which made him even wilder for me.  Then as he approached his climax, I yelped out, “Cum in me and mark as yours.”

Oh my word did he mark me well and deeply.  I enjoyed it so much that I begged him to keep going which he did until he began to shrivel inside me.  As he pulled out I shocked him completely by sucking his cock clean.  We snuggled in the grass for a long time, until I was hard as a rock and then he offered me the same opportunity as him, but I told him, “I want to be the woman in this relationship.  Now jerk me off and feed it all to me on your cock head.”

He did then we went back and got dressed and drove to my house.  He spent the night with me and while we slept in the same bed as just friends, it was more to both of us than that.

Then came the next morning and the phone rang.  I answered it as a voice said, “Did you make love to your friend last night?”

I gasped and called Tee and as he flew to the phone grabbed it and yelled, “Who the hell is this?”

The voice on the other end replied, “The one who helped you fulfill your dreams.”

“What do you want now?” Tee smartly replied.

“You know what I want!” he said cross at Tee and then added, “Abracadabra you are mine.”

The next thing I know I am naked bound in some sort of metal container and Tee is tied to a big wooden X across from me.  Standing there in front of us are the two men from the side show that looked alike.  Both me seemed to be gloating as they told me, “Oh young one you sucked us both so well that we had to awaken you and offer you a chance to do it wide awake and not under our spell.  What do you say, shall you suck our dick or shall we continue your training and torture you more?”

 I looked at Tee who was grimacing from the bond son his wrist and ankles.  I yelped out, “Let Tee go now.”

The two of them smiled and replied in unison, “Why would we let such a quality piece of ass go?  Your husband is also our bitch; we both fucked him twice the last three days.”

“What do you mean you bastard,” I squawked.

“You have been our guest for the last four days.  The first day we enjoyed you while we had handsome over there watch us.  We even let him fuck you for a price.  He agreed and we fucked him for you.  So don’t be mean or I will make you my slave in a blink of your eye,” the one standing closest to me sad evilly.

“Tee are you okay?” I asked.

“Yes, but I didn’t want this to happen,” he yelped back.

“Nonsense Tee, you told me you would do anything to get his butt and fuck it.  You agreed to let us use him and yourself just for one night alone.  We have kept our bargain, now the two of you must keep yours and join our band willingly or by spell.  We could care less.  I will give you one hour to make the choice then I will return,” he said as he and the other man exited the room locking the door behind us.

We were still bound far apart as I asked Tee, “What happened how did they do this to me?”

He placed a spell over you.  There’s a single word that he can speak and you will do anything he says and I do mean anything,” Tee said as he seemed to be weeping.

“Tell me what he made me do Tee,” I said in anger at them not him.

“Well when he commanded you to come here to his tent you walked in stripped with a word and then placed yourself over that wooden barrel.  He then told you to suck him and you did it without hesitating.  You sucked him and his twin off and then you were told not to move.  They brought in two big fat black men and as they held me, the two of them double fucked you for an hour or more.  You didn’t seem to mind it but I sure did.  When they finished the two of them let you suck me off and eat it while they played with my ass and tits and I sucked them off one at a time.  Then they asked if I would mind if you were raped by a big monkey and I was forced to watch some big baboon come up and butt fuck you.  The thing had your ass swaying up and sideways as you begged it for more.  Then after it came at least twice in you, it face fucked your mouth.  I never saw anything like that before, you were so hot so intense.  When the pony came in I knew you would be hurt and so I begged to fuck your ass in exchange for mine as long as the horse didn’t fuck your ass.  As I mounted you from behind they fed its cock to your mouth and you sucked it madly until the thing coated you with it’s cum.  Then after I fucked you they let rest on the table as I cleaned you off.  The two of them took me while you were asleep.  They fucked me twice in a row each.”

“We have to get out of here Tee,” I yelped as I tried to free myself.

“It’s no use they will find you and he will command you and then you will do whatever he says,” Tee replied in disgust.  Then he added, “When they were double fucking you after they did me, the hypnotist told you piss on yourself and you did it.  I watched them play with you like a toy.  They had you on the table jacking yourself off while they let the pony lick your face and chest.  The beast was kissing your open mouth and slobbering in it and you drank it and when you ate your own cum they had you suck it off again and again.  You sucked it at least five times and maybe more while I passed out the second day.  The power they have over both of us now is too great to fight, we just have to wait until they finish.”

“What do they want with us?  How long do they intend to keep us?” I asked.

Just they returned to the room and introduced themselves to me finally, the hypnotist was Hugh and the Barker was Hiram brothers and twins and businessmen.  Hugh spoke to me in such a subtle way that I could not resist or interrupt, “Young man you are starring in a main event that has been broadcast around the globe on the internet.  Thousands of men and women watch your adventures nightly.   Enthralled by you absolute obedience to our commands as we have taught you.  In your video they find release from their dreams and desires.  They secretly wish it was them here tonight being gang banged, butt fucked, sucking pony’s and being fucked by a baboon and tonight three very lucky paying guest will get to fuck you live on camera while you suck a Zebra off.  Now don’t be afraid you will enjoy it and you will make me rich and you will obey, after all I only need to speak one word to ensure it.  Now don’t you think its time you enjoyed all of this, instead of letting your boyfriend enjoy it all?”

I was mesmerized by his words and not really thinking I asked, “When will I get to spend time alone with Tee?”
”Tell you what we’re going do,” Hiram spoke up from the opposite side of me and then added, “If you willing accept three cocks tonight, men, women or shemales while sucking our pet Zebra, I will let you spend the entire night with Tee in my bed.  Now how’s that for a deal?”

“Deal,” I said out loud as Tee shook his head yes.

Then Hugh released me and led me to a small opening and into a mini dressing room with a bathtub and make up stand.  He had a midget woman dressed like a wild woman to bathe me and prepare me and on cue I was brought out to the roar of the audience.  There was a live crowd there at least a hundred people maybe more, for the spotlight was blinding me.  I walked out in white leather boots and a smile.  My eyes painted blue above and below and red cheeks and lips to match and a pink bow glued below my belly button and my now semi hard cock had been colored purple with food dye as I stood there while Hiram drew out the three lucky guest seat numbers.  After a few seconds the trio came down. One very ugly man stood next to me drooling for my ass, a stronger good looking young man came next followed by what appeared to be a young Latin woman, only she had a bulge in her pants. 

They drew straws from Hugh and the Ugly man drew and won first chance.  Then Hugh rolled out the big red barrel and secured me over it and it to the sawdust floor.  Using wooden spaces with braces he secured my ass wide open and then led out the Zebra on a small elevated platform so that its cock hung down to lips height.  As I began to fondle the beast the ugly man squirted some warming jelly up my ass and then he pounded me like crazy.  I had no ideal others had done me harder as he blasted away while I sucked the Zebra for the crowd and the Camera.  Using my hand to jerk it off as the man fucking me came so did the stripped horse with a flood over my arms and hands and face.  When the first man finished fucking me he bent over and kissed me on the cheek and got a mouth full of Zebra cum for his trouble.  Then came the younger boy and he was huge, almost a foot long and it made shout out loud until he had fucked me a few minutes, I had no sooner got my animal lover excited again when it began to stream cum like a water hose which made the young man jack off in me as well.  Then while he was pumping me he whispered in my ear, “I would love to fuck you all night baby.”

I was cleaned up by the circus clowns to fat naked women wearing clown faces and shoes washed my ass off with a hot water bottle and a scrub brush and the midget woman used her tits to get the Zebra cum from my face.  Then came the Latin woman, who of course was a transsexual.  She entered me with a big fat cock almost as big as the young boy and I looked back watching her tits flop in the breeze as she road me and it sent me into a frenzy which I took out on the Zebra with my mouth.  I sucked into my mouth as much as possible and held it there with suction while my hands worked the critter to explode on in and over me.  I pulled it as a wave blasted over my shoulder and onto the chest and body of the Shemale.  Suddenly she pumped me harder and harder until I felt a flood in my ass like before.  Then as she stood there and Hugh and Hiram pronounced her the winner, I was released and made to lick her clean from head to toe which I admit I gladly did.

When she was clean I was placed on my knees and made to suck her hard again.  I did it and when she was, I let myself over the barrel facing her and she lifted and fucked me while the other two men played with my nipples and used my mouth to suck their cocks.  When it was finally over I had been gang banged by them as well as a couple of fans who were allowed to take me. 

That night as Tee and I were escorted to the tent, Hugh told me, “We have to move from here to another town tomorrow night before anyone can find us.  If you start acting like you did tonight I promise I will pay you by giving you to Tee.”

I agreed and as Tee hugged me and took me to bed, I really only wanted him.  Tee told me though are you crazy to turn this down.  We can have a blast doing this.  Well he was right about that, as I had been blasted eight times that night and when he did me twice more I was still horny.

 

Just wait until we get to the Midwest.  They have fresh steers who love to be sucked and I have yet to meet the Elephant they keep teasing me about.

 

            “Hi, I thought that you would like some blueberry muffins for breakfast.”

 

            “Thanks, come in”

 

            As she came in I caught a whiff of her perfume and saw that her nipples were already hard. Even this early in the morning, she looked ready to fuck. I turned away to make some coffee.

 

            “Join me in a coffee?”

 

            “Think we’ll fit” She giggled.

 

            I turned around to look at her, and when I did she grabbed my neck and pulled me down for a long, wet kiss. I kissed her back and felt my cock rise.  She slid her hands down the front of my sweatpants and grabbed my quickly rising cock.

 

            “Oh, I just love your big cock” She said. “I got to taste it”

 

            With that, she pulled down my pants, and kneeling down she started to kiss my cock. Moving her tongue along the underside, started to slowly jerk me off.  Her hand just barely fit around my cock, and I wondered if it would fit in her mouth. She licked the head and tasted the drops of pre-come that had formed.

 

            “Yum, you taste good.”

 

            She slipped her lips over the head of my cock and started to slowly slide my cock in and out of her mouth. I watched as her mouth stretched as she took the first 3” of my 81/2”.

 

            “I like sucking cock” She said as she pulled my cock from her mouth.

 

            Putting it back in, she took more and more down her throat until her lips touched the base of my cock. It was wonderful to have beautiful woman sucking on my cock at 10 in the morning.  As she sucked, she reached inside her pants and started to rub herself.  I pulled off my shirt and reached down to pull her up. 

 

            “Let’s get more comfortable” I said as I picked her up in my arms and carried her up stairs to my bedroom. I pulled off her sweatshirt and was not surprised to see that she didn’t have a bra on, as her 36C breasts came loose, her nipples poked me in my chest. I bent down and took the right one in my mouth and tweaked it with my tongue.  She quivered and started to moan. I reached down and slid me hand inside her pants and found that she didn’t have any panties on as well.

 

            “Came prepared, didn’t you”

 

            I slid her pants off and laid her on the bed, as I knelt on the floor I spread her legs and started to lick her hairless slit. Her clit stuck out like a little finger, and as I flicked it with my tongue she tossed and turned and moaned.

 

            “Oh, my, eat me, Tom, eat my pussy”

 

            I slid one finger in to her hole and finger fucked her as I nibbled on her clit. Her juices flooded out and slid down her ass crack. I though that I would see just how much I could do with her, as I slid another finger into her pussy.  With her legs spread wide, I got a look at her little brown ass hole. It was wet with the juices that were running from her pussy, so I started to probe it with a finger. When I got my finger in up to the second knuckle, Laura when wild.

 

            “Tom, don’t stop. Oh, god, what are you doing? It feels great.”

 

            I told her what I was doing and she said. “Jack never did anything like that. It feels wonderful.”

 

            I kept sliding two fingers in and out of her pussy and one in and out of her ass as I licked her clit. Laura was bouncing and twisting all over the bed, begging me to fuck her.  I stood up and pulled her to the edge of the bed, spreading her legs, I placed the head of my cock at the edge of her hole.

 

            “Fuck me, Tom, put your big cock in me”

 

            I slowly slid my 8 ½’ cock in to her hot pussy, and started to fuck her. As I picked up the pace, I watched her tits bounce and quiver as she screamed out  “Fuck me, oh Don’t stop. Harder.”  She arched her back and grabbed the bed clothes as she came with a loud moan. I kept thrusting as I felt myself getting ready to come.  With a groan, I filled her hot pussy with my come. 

 

            We both lay on the bed panting after this early morning romp, when she said, “I had to come over this morning.  Jack will be back tonight and I just had to have some more of your cock. I got to go now and shop for something for his dinner.”

 

           

            As I watched her get dressed, I thought that her husband Jack didn’t know what a sexual animal his wife really was and if I get the chance again I’ll see what else she can do.

 

            I didn’t know that this day would bring about a couple of surprises.

 

            Stay tuned for Chapter 4, where I get some Irish Coffee.

 

 

Taking you to the brink, I then wait and slowly pull my tongue
out of you, gently kissing my way up your inner legs, over your slit, circling your
clit and then up your stomach to yourÂ
left nipple, I start sucking on it and you turn us over with you on top,
and take my hard shaft in one hand, and spread your wet lips, as you look at me
you slide me in going up and down each time taking more of me into you, your
lips clenching onto my head as you come up, you gasp and drop down on top of
me, you moan and then lean down and kiss me as you start to ride my full thick
cock which is filling your tight little pussy, you moan and then start to pick
up the pace, I thrust into you as you come down forcing me through your tight
lips and deep into your wet pussy, you start going up and down up and down up
and down, saying yes yes yes yes yessss yessssss, yesssss, yesssss oh god
yessss, oh oh oh oh as you ride me faster you stop making noise as you moan,
you bend down to kiss me and I pull you into kiss me and push into you. Â I turn us over. Holding unto your wonderful ass,
I kiss you passionately one arm cradling your neck from behind your back as I
hold onto your cute little ass. I lay on top of you, you look so gorgeous
wrapped in my arms, and I look into your eyes as I kiss you. I slide into you
slowly filling you, looking into your eyes, and staying inside of you, as I
wait for you to get used to my size. I kiss you sliding my tongue into your
mouth, and moving it along your teeth, your lips curl into a smile and I start
moving in circular motions with my hips, flexing my cock inside of you, I pull
out, and then push back in again, slowly letting you feel every inch of me, and
I can feel your lips gripping onto my head and shaft, you kiss me on the neck
and guide my head down to your breast, I kiss all over your breast and then
close my lips around your nipple, as I slide my head back into your wet lips, swollen
and tight, they grip me tightly and I clamp my teeth onto your nipple as I slide
into you hard and fast one quick slam. As you arch your back, I suck on your
nipples and wrap your legs around my back as I hold up your back with my hands
and slowly pump my thick 10inch cock in and out of you. In    and    Â
out, In           and         out, In and out, in and out in and
out in and out, in and out in and out picking up the pace as you moan and grip
the sheets, and then moving your hands to my back, digging your nails into my
back, as you grind your lips against my crotch, pulling me deep into you with
your legs. As we thrust into one another, I lift you and carry you over to the
wall and pin you to the wall, thrusting into you hard and fast in and out in
and out in and out in and out in and out in and out in and out in and out in
and out in and out in and out in and out in and out. As you moan I thrust into
you and fill you with me, pushing you up the wall until you rest on top of me,
and you hit your orgasm, moaning into my mouth as thrust into your tight pussy,
I cum into you on my final thrust, holding you close to me I carry us back to the
bed to relax and recuperate.

Â

Jake watched her plump ass walking in front of him. He wondered what it would feel like spreading those ass cheeks, but his dream was abruptly discontinued when Office Morris grabbed him by the arm and told him to sit down. She walking into a room and came back out. "The nurse will see you know" She said.

Jake gave her his charming smile and stood up to walk into the room, remembering his last "examination" from a nurse. To Jake's displeasure, his nurse was a big black guy with arms the size of oak branches. The nurse stood over 6' tall and wieghed all of 300lb.

Once in the room, Jake stood by the examining table. The nurse looked up from his desk. "Go ahead and get out of your clothes, Ill be with you in a sec." the nurse told Jake.

Jake did as he was told, he unzipped the county issued jump suit and laid it on the table. then he lowered his boxers, and stood naked waiting for the nurse. The nurse wheeled back from his desck and put on a pair of latex gloves. He checked Jake out and after a few minutes the nurse told Jake to turn around and bend over the table. Jake slowly did as he was told. With out any lube, the nurse pushed his big black fingers into Jakes ass. Jake thought his insides were going to boil out and the fingers inspected his prostrate. After waht seemed like forever, Jake felt the fingers slide out of him. The nurse then told him to turn around. As Jake turned the nurse grabbed Jakes balls and told him to cough, Jake did and the nurse released him.

"That is a pretty nice package for a white guy" the nurse said pointing at Jake's cock and balls. "Thank you" Jake said feeling awkward. Jake had never had a complement from a guy before, it made him feel dirty and he didnt like it.

The nurse filled out the paperwork "Put your boxers back on, Officer Morris will take you to get your clothing, linens and show you to your cell." Jake quickly put his boxers on and headed out of the room.

Officer Morris was waiting when he exited the room, "Lets go" She ordered. Jake followed her down the grey halls. For the first time in his life Jake felt scared. He had thought prison would be like the jail, but in only a few minutes, he knew he was in another world. He followed the officer to the supply desk. At the supply desk sit another female officer. This officer was a looker. Long blonde hair, pierceing blue eyes, Jake guessed about a c-cup breast. He felt his cock stirring in his boxers.

Officer Morris excorted him into the supply room. She walked over to the supply officer and they talked. THe supply officer got up and went into a closet. Jake watched her perky ass wiggle as she walked and he could not help but smile. "What the fuck are you smiling at?" Morris asked. Surprised, Jake apologized and lowered his head. When the supply office returned with his supplies, she placed the on the table.

"Seems like this guy likes watching you ass, Miss Avery" Morris told the supply officer.

"Really?" replied Avery. She seductively walked over to Jake. The looked him up and down as she walked around him. "Not bad, nice ass" she said as she slapped his ass. She walked back in front of him and reached and pulled on his waist band and looked down his boxers. "Damn Morris, come look at the size of this thing". Morris walked over and looked at Jakes package. "That is nice, to bad it isnt going to be used for a while". Avery released the waistband letting it pop Jake's stomach. Jake was humiliated. All his life he had used women for his pleasure, but now he was getting a dose of his own medicine.

Morris' radio blared and she answered it. She told Avery that she would be back in a few minutes and she left. Jake stood there silent, looking at the floor. Avery walked over to him, and let her hand fall to his cock and she began to rub it through his boxers. Jake could not control his body as his cock sprang to full erection under her soft touch. "We only have a few minutes" Avery said as she took Jake by the arm and lead him into the closet. She closed the door and quickly unbuckled her pants and slid the down her tanned, tonned legs. She hopped up on a table, and spread her legs. Her pussy was neatly trimmed, she unbuttoned her shirt and revealed an overflowing bra. Jake pushed his boxers down and stepped to her. She reached down and guided his cock into her awaiting pussy. She was so wet that  Jaked slipped his cock all the way inher with no resistance. She let out a soft moan as Jake began pumping his meat into her. She braced herself on her arms, her palms flat on the table. Jake fucked her with long hard strokes. Avery took one of her hands and undid her bra and her tits fell out into view. As Jaked pumped into her her tits bounced. After a few minutes Jake felt Avery'e pussy clinch around hes cock and he knew she was about to cum. Her legs squeezed him hard as her orgasm flowed over her body. As the spasms subsided, Jake told her he was about to cum. "Pull out, do not cum inside me" She ordered. Jake pulled his cock out just in time to shoot cum up onto her stomach. She gave him a stern look. "Clean it up" she ordered. Jake looked around and reached for a sheet, "Your not using that, it is clean" Jake looked at her not knowing what to do. "Lick it off of me, it is getting in my pubic". Now Jake did feel cheap and he lowered his head to her flat stomach and licked his cum off of her. When he was done she told him to get dressed and go wait for Morris. He did as he was told and waited outside at the supply room door.

He waited for about 20 minutes before Morris returned, and ordered him to follow her.He did. Theye walked through several doors until the arrived in the cell block. As they walked down the hallway, other inmates made comments about how "pretty" this one was and how he was going to be thier bitch. Morris led him to his cell, opened the door and he walked in as she shut the door behind him. He put his stuff on his bunk and crashed out.

Jake had drifted off to sleep but was awakened by a scuffle.He opened his eyes to see 2 black guys and one fat white guy standing over him. He tried to escape but one of the black guys grabbed him. "Whoa bitch" the inmate said.

"I am no ones bitch" Jake exclaimed.

The other two inmated grabbed Jakes pants and pulled them down. "Your fixing to be my bitch" The other inmate said as he pulled his pants down, revealing the biggest, blackest cock Jake had ever seen. Jake began to struggle,but the other two had him trapped, laying on his stomach. He felt the black guy spread some sort of lube on his ass. Jake continued to fight, but no luck. He felt the black cock stick against his ass, and he tried to scream but the white inmate stuck a cock into his mouth. The black guy pushed his cock inside Jakes ass. The pain was almost unbearable. The black cock went deep into Jakes bowels, Jake bit down on the sock as the pain shot through out his body. The inmate placed his hands on Jake's hips and pumped his black snake for several minutes, Jake felt the cock pull out of his ass and the other two inmates turned Jake over onto his back as the black inmate stood over Jake's face. Jake could see him stroking his cock then without warning some of the guys sum splattered onto his face and one wad shot right in his eye blinding him. Jake must have passed out because he woke up the next morning, dried cum on his face and his sheets bloody from his assault. Jake slowly rolled out of the bed, and looked around.

Now he was the slut.

     “What the bloody hell do you think you are doing ?” he growled playfully, she smiled again, her fangs protruding because of her excited state.

     “Thought you was human” she stated trying to get her breath back.

    She saw his teeth were still elongated, meaning he was just as excited as she was, she smiled again and noticed for the first time, his hand was on her stomach, she felt a tingling where it was placed and looked into his eyes, now serious.
          Eden felt her shift under his weight and wondered if she was uncomfortable, he looked at her face, framed by a dark halo of hair, she was actually quite attractive, he thought, he looked into her eyes and saw the passion bubbling under the surface, and realised it was he who had awakened the strong feeling, he flushed red as he felt his manhood harden, caused by the intense lust filled stare of the woman under him. She smiled as she felt the tell tale sign of passion, sliding her hand slowly from the ground, afraid she might frighten him off, she found herself grasping the hardness, feeling a surge of heat between her legs she realised she was very turned on by his manly weight pressed against her body.
           He felt her hand grasping his manhood and gasped as she started slowly pulling on it, he felt himself lean forward and felt her hot tongue find its way into her mouth, they kissed passionately and fumbled with each others clothes until they was both naked and exploring each others bodies for the first time, she felt him enter her slowly, and marvelled at his size, he thrust into her depth and out again, while he kissed her breasts, she gasped as she felt herself reaching her peak, and he at the same time, feeling him thrust into her one more time Feeling his passion rise to the peak, he exploded inside her, while she writhed in ecstasy underneath his crushing weight. She felt him relax and took the cue from him to do the same. 
    Ignoring a stone stabbing into her back she reached up and grasped his firm buttock, smiling she felt weariness take over and felt herself sinking into sleep, she was hardly aware of the shift of body weight, meaning Eden had just got up.
           He stood over her naked body and closed his eyes, what had he done ? He picked his clothes up and quickly dressed, being silent, as not to awaken her. He looked at her again, seemingly glowing white in the stark moonlight graveyard, he sighed and walked away from her sleeping form.

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“We could go to your place…” my voice trailed off as if she had forgotten that option. I grabbed at her supple ass, tracing the lines in her stockings.

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“I don’t live here anymore. I moved the last of my things from my mom’s house last night bringing you there is not an option. Fucking strange Black men in her house was never her favorite.” I left it at that. Hiding in the closet from moms was not the way I wanted to spend the night.

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The plan was soon established, and none to soon, Danielle had pulled out my cock and was stroking it at the bar when the rest of the band had gotten their shit together. Danielle was the best at discreet, she didn’t jump when they came close, she deftly handled my piece when they came near and didn’t stop stroking it while she gave directions to the trumpet player as how to get where we were going; Marty’s house. It seemed everyone knew him, he own a music store in town and often had bands stay with him. I didn’t worry about how many times Danielle had stayed there with other drummers, I protected my Johnson.

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After the van was packed up, we piled in, Danielle next to me in the way back and everybody else in front of us. Once we got moving, she pulled out my soldier and started huffing away at him, the reggae music was loud enough to drown out her slurping noises, not that I cared at this point. She lay across the back seat, face in my lap, and ass in the air. I pulled up her skirt again and rubbed at her asshole, making little circles, dipping in a finger periodically in her pussy and ass. She rose up her rear end trying to get me in deeper, I obliged. It started again, more fingers deeply probing her flesh from the inside, reaching in and finding the spots that made her quiver as she slowly showed tongue-love to my balls and shaft. She nibbled and bit her way up and down my shaft and to my balls many times on our ride. She sucked me slow enough to keep me hard without bringing me near the edge. But I made her cum many time during our 30-minute ride. Her pussy was making thick fluid that made sliding into her ass much easier than the spit I had provided. I added an extra finger to her backdoor every time she came, and I was about to add my pinky by the time we pulled into Marty’s driveway.

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We all got out, Danielle had enough time to straighten herself before the lights came on. Marty greeted us at the door and showed us in. Immediately the band rushed in to claim beds and nooks around the house to sleep in; Danielle and I were left with the pull-out in the living room; no privacy.

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The party ensued. Beers were pulled out, joints were rolled, the music was thumping and we were having a good time. We wanted to fuck each other’s brains out, but we had to wait until everybody went to sleep. It was worth the wait. When everyone passed out, they did it all around the room. Danielle and I pulled out the bed and she got into it with her clothes on. I changed into my shorts in the living room, cock bouncing around with anticipation. I turned off the lights and climbed in with her. A dim light came in through the window, illuminating the room softly.

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Never making it to his spot on the other couch, the bass player ended up in a chair facing the bed. It was almost like he was in the bed with us. His head rolled back, mouth gaping open, he was our audience. He had a joint in-between his fingers that was about to fall to the floor. Danielle slipped it from his hand and lit it. She took slow pulls as she cuddled up to my chest. She threw her leg over my waist, bumping into my growing member along the way. She put the joint to my lips. Her hand had the sweet-sour smell of asscheeks. As I smoked freely, she straddled me, pulling another condom from god-knows-where. She slid back to my knees and revealed my stiffness, pulling it from my shorts. Quickly she covered it with latex and slid back into place, carefully impaling herself. Her pussy was heavenly. She churned away slowly, but surely, hitting all her spots that she knew she could reach while she was in control; I wanted her to fuck me, I had no intention of changing position. I held onto her ass as she came and went, without cease, without a break, she moved up and down, sliding back and forth. Gyrating in circles and bouncing hard, she fucked me with all her styles.

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She would lean forward and suck on my neck, giving me a chance to hold onto her shoulders and ram deep inside her making her cum again. I never knew someone could be so multi-orgasmic, some of it had to be fake; I didn’t care. Her face was in constant screw, she bit her lip the whole time as if there was a scream waiting to jump from her throat, and with each orgasm she shuddered like an earthquake, it was very hard to keep from cumming. I managed to open her blouse and expose her very small tits. I grabbed at her nipples and pulled her in to me; she shuddered down to my chest. I truly molested her nubile less-than-A-cups, grabbing hold and roughing them up. Each time I did it, she came.

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“I can’t hold it anymore” she whispered through her bitten lips. I had no idea what she meant,” I have to stop.” Her pussy was grabbing at my cock like a back massage. I wouldn’t let her off.

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“What’s wrong?” I kept fucking her.

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“I’m… gonna… wet the bed…” I had forgotten she was a gusher. For one whole second I didn’t care about Marty’s couch, but I remembered how much pussy juice could stink.

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“What do you want to do?” I kept fucking her.

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“Squirt all over you…”

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“Let’s go outside…” She jumped up and held her hand under her skirt. With cock flapping in the breeze, I pulled up my shorts from the end of the bed and then led her to the back door which was left open. I opened the screen door as quietly as I could and led her to the back porch. She hurriedly sat me on the concrete step and pulled off the condom. She worked her magic some more, trying to bring me closer to my end, it worked. I then pulled out a condom from my pocket and pulled my shorts off. She backed her way down onto my cock reverse-cowgirl, showing me her ass cheeks, bouncing and smacking together. She worked me hard, trying to pull the come for my balls. I sat up, pulling on her tits and strumming her clit trying to return the favor. That just made her work harder, and harder she fucked. She sat up stiff again, as if she was nearing another climax. She reached behind her and cupped her ass. She smacked it a few times, and then pulled her cheeks apart, exposing her bunghole. She ducked a finger in. I could feel her wiggling it around. She pushed in two more of her short fingers, they created extra pressure in her pussy that was hard to ignore. Feeling her those fingers being stuffed so hard in her ass and against my cock was taking me to a place I could not return from. I grunted like an elephant, trying to keep my composure until she was ready. She started to slow…

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She reached her hands behind my head and threw her head to my shoulder. She squeezed me tight and held it. I could feel her asscheeks tense up and squeeze at my groin. I was all the way inside her with little cock to spare, I held her tits in my fists still trying to find a space to fill when she let it out. A stream burst from her pussy out passed the last stairs as she moaned; she was crying with elation. With disbelief, I stopped for a while to watch it rescind back to a dribble and I felt the warmth it brought to my balls. That sent me over.

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“I’m cumming!” I yelped softly. She rolled off me and pulled of the condom. She took the head of my cock in her mouth and sucked her hardest, It felt like she was giving my a hickey. When she stopped, she opened her mouth, leaving my knob on her tongue, just in time to watch the load discharge in her mouth. The staccato spurts played beautiful contrast on her tongue, coating it and her teeth with two or three layers. Danielle waited for the explosions to stop, before she kept sucking on me. Cum fell from her mouth as her head slid slowly on my shaft. Again, she tortured me with her insatiable sucking. She swallowed and sucked without end, making bubbles and bringing me to insanity, the sensation was nearly unbearable.

                The time gave Joe a few minutes to reflect. Now 45 years old, he had been divorced for 3 years with 2 kids in high school. The kids were Sarah, 15, and Julie, 17 and they lived with his ex-wife, Paula. He saw them on most Wednesday evenings for dinner and every other weekend.  Joe was an accountant and had worked for a medium sized accounting and business consulting company for 15 years. He didn’t think of himself as a workaholic but the demands of his work had definitely taken a toll on his marriage.

                Dr. O’Connor opened the door and interrupted his thoughts. He greeted Joe and invited him into his office. Joe had been seeing the doctor for several years and liked him. They were both in their mid 40’s and he had been very supportive during the divorce. As they entered his office Joe was surprised to see a young woman standing next to the desk.

                “Joe, this is Molly Grant. She’s a pre-med student at the University and has been sitting in with me today. If it’s ok with you, she will be observing your checkup.”

                Molly smiled and Joe introduced himself.  Like most guys, he quickly checked out her appearance. She was medium height, dark haired, had a pretty face and carried a few extra pounds. Average, but not bad, was the thought that came to Joe’s mind. He turned to the Doctor, “It’s no problem Doc. She’s welcome to stay.”

                They all sat down and Dr. O’Connor went through a series of questions to update Joe’s history and to see if there had been any changes in his health. Most of it was routine and the doctor once again told him he needed to work some more exercise into his life. Joe acknowledged the shortcoming and turned to Molly and joked, “He can be a nag sometimes.”

                Molly just smiled and the doctor then directed Joe to the examining room, “Strip down to your shorts. I’ll be back in a minute.”

                Joe got undressed and sat on the examining table in his boxers. He was 5’10”, weighed 180, and was in reasonable shape for a guy in his mid 40’s. The door opened and Joe was a little surprised to see both Dr. O’Connor and Molly enter the room. He felt a little embarrassed and maybe a little thrilled to be standing in his underwear in front of Molly. The doctor spoke first, “Is it ok if she observes?”

                Joe nodded, “It’s fine.”

                Dr. O’Connor started the exam as Molly stood off to the side of the room. He did the normal physical checks, conducted an EKG, and finally said he needed check for a hernia and do the prostate exam. Joe stood next to the examining table and slipped his boxers down to his knees. Dr. O’Connor hesitated for a minute and then said, “Oh, ok, I was going to ask Molly to leave for this but I guess it’s ok.”

                The doctor did the hernia checks, examined Joe’s testicles, and then told him to bend over the exam table for the prostate exam. As he turned, Joe caught Molly’s eye and she gave a slight smile. Then he felt the lubricated finger slide up his ass. He thought to himself, “Well, she is sure getting the whole picture.”

                With the exam completed, Joe dressed, spent a few minutes with the doctor, checked out, and headed down to the lobby. There was a coffee shop on the main floor and Joe went in to grab a cup for the ride home. He saw Molly standing at the counter, said hello, and offered to buy her a cup.

                After getting their coffee they sat at a table and she thanked him, “I needed this. It’s been a long day.”

                “I hope you learned some things.”

                “Most of it was kind of boring but it was nice to see what he actually does on a typical day.”

                There was a moment of silence before Joe spoke, “I hope I didn’t embarrass you. I thought you were there to see the complete exam.”

                Molly gave a little laugh, “Well, it was a little unexpected, but …..um” She hesitated.

                “But? But what?”

                “Oh, nothing. I don’t want you to think I’m weird.”

                “Please, go ahead. Hey, you’ve already seen me in a pretty compromising position.”

                “That I have. It’s just that it was kind of, well, erotic.”

                Joe stopped and looked at Molly. “Erotic? I think you have to tell me more.”

                “Ok, it wasn’t the fact that I saw you naked. I’ve seen guys naked before. No big deal.”

                Joe tried to look offended, “Thanks. You know how to hurt a guy.”

                Molly smiled, “No, no, I’m not saying I didn’t like that part of it too. It’s just that I didn’t expect to be affected by the anal thing.”

                Joe was surprised to suddenly find himself in a sexual discussion with a young woman. He loved the openness and he wanted to continue it. He wanted to see where it was headed, “Did you like seeing the doc have his way with me?”

                Molly was intrigued too. This open talk wasn’t something she had done before. “I’m not sure how to explain this. I’ve been with guys before but, well, I guess most of what I have done is pretty normal. You know, just sex.”

                “Did you sort of wish it had been you instead of the doc doing the exam?”

                Molly blushed slightly, “The thought crossed my mind. You probably think I’m being a little silly. I mean you were married. I’m sure you had a chance to do all kinds of things with your wife.”

                Joe looked down and did a quick reflection on his married sex life. The truth was it had not been that great. Paula was a nice looking woman but not all that enthusiastic or adventurous about sex. She did not like anything out of the ordinary and that included any anal activity. Even oral sex became infrequent during those last years together. He looked up at Molly, “You might be surprised. I don’t think my ex would have found that scene erotic at all. I must say though that the idea of you doing exam is very appealing. How long before you become a doctor?”

                He saw a grin on her face, “Maybe we don’t have to wait that long.”

                “Are you saying what I think you are saying? You know I’m almost old enough to be your father.”

                “Joe, I know this is a little weird but I like you and for some reason you have made me instantly comfortable. I can’t believe what we just talked about. You’re divorced. I’m not involved with anyone. Why not have some fun. You don’t seem bothered by my interest in this.”

                “Why don’t we go and grab some dinner? That will give us some time to get to know each other better and decide where we want to go with this.”

                “I like that idea. It’s been awhile since anyone asked me to dinner.”

                They left the coffee shop and drove to an Olive Garden a few miles away. It was a Tuesday night and the restaurant was not busy. Dinner went well and they both enjoyed doing something purely social for a change. Molly had been focused on her pre-med program trying to increase her chances of getting into med school. Joe had filled the void created by his divorce by just working more and more. Even though they had just met there was a level of trust and intimacy in their conversation.

                Leaving the restaurant, Joe walked Molly to her car where she turned to face him. He gave her a kiss and she smiled. He thanked her for an enjoyable dinner and asked, “Would you like to join me at my apartment?”

                “Will I get to play doctor?”

                “Absolutely. Anything you want.”

                Molly followed him to his apartment and they walked to the front door together. He unlocked it and allowed her to step inside. After closing and locking the door he turned and she was in his arms, kissing him. He held her and they kissed for several minutes, her body pressed against him and his hands caressing her back. Joe then directed her to his bedroom, “You’ve seen me naked. I want to undress you.”

                “Let’s undress together.” Molly began to unbutton her blouse. Joe followed her lead and unbuttoned his dress shirt. They slipped their shirts off together and Joe’s eyes were drawn to Molly’s white bra with her nipples pushing through the thin material. She reached behind to unhook it as Joe lifted his t-shirt over his head. The bra fell away exposing Molly’s beautiful, nicely sized breasts. He took a deep breath, “Molly, you are beautiful.”

                She ran her hands over her breasts and gently held her hardened nipples between her fingers. She then reached down and began to undo her slacks. Joe again followed and they pushed there pants down their legs together. Molly saw Joe’s obviously hard cock pushing the front of his boxers out and smiled. Joe was focused on the white silky panties worn by Molly. She hooked her thumbs under the waistband and said, “Let’s do it.”

                The underwear slid away and they stood naked facing one another. Joe took her into his arms feeling her skin against his. They kissed and caressed and he pressed his hardness into her.

                Molly was medium height, 5’5”, and weighed about 140. She had nice sized breasts with smallish nipples and carried a little extra weight around her middle. Her pubic hair was full and matched the short dark hair on her head. In her 21 years she had had sex with a total of 3 guys, one in high school and two in college. In her estimation, the first and last had been about average and the middle guy a little better. The relationships had not lasted long and the sex did not progress beyond some oral and intercourse.

                Joe would definitely be the most experienced (and oldest) lover she had been with. As they embraced she reached down and took his hardness into her hand. She slowly stroked him loving the feel of his fully erect cock, loving that he was excited for her. After caressing him for a minute Molly whispered into Joe’s ear, “Do you have any KY?”

                He pulled away, walked toward the nightstand, and chuckled, “Actually I do. I was a great Boy Scout. Always be prepared.”

                Molly took the KY and instructed him to bend over the edge of the bed. Joe positioned himself and she paused, looking at his ass. This was what she had always thought sex could be, a chance for two people to explore, to be playful, and be open to new experiences. Molly spread his cheeks and ran her finger over his ass. Joe jumped and moaned. She applied some KY and massaged his dark hole before sliding her finger in. The feeling was not new. She had had her finger in her own ass in the shower but there was a thrill to be doing this to a man.

                “How’s that?” She asked.

                “I like that it is you.”

                “I love the feel. So tight. So different.” She moved her finger moved slowly in and out for a minute or two and then paused and asked him to lie on his back. Joe scooted onto the bed and Molly joined him. She took his cock in her hand, stroked him, and leaned down to take him into her mouth.

                Joe moaned as Molly sucked him. He felt her tongue move over the head of his cock and then the gentle pressure as took as much as she could into her mouth. Molly had always liked pleasing a guy like this. She knew how intense the feeling could be for a man and she liked the feeling of control it gave her. As she sucked him her finger moved back to his ass and she slipped it into the tight hole.

                “Oh God, yes.” Joe tried to push his cock further into her mouth as her finger moved in his ass. The combined feeling was incredible and he knew he was going to cum. He wanted it to last but Molly’s wonderful pressure on his cock pushed him over the edge and he cried out as the first jets of cum shot into her warm mouth. Joe’s body shook and jerked and she held him in her mouth swallowing his cum. It had been a long time since he had felt an orgasm anywhere near as intense. When he relaxed, she moved up and kissed him.

                Joe spoke first, “I’m speechless. You really got me going. That ass thing is wild.”

                “It was awesome. I could feel it in your ass when you came. I can’t believe we did that.”

                Joe kissed her, a slight taste of semen in her mouth, “Can I return the favor?”

                Molly lay back, “I want you to. That got me so hot.”

                Joe kissed his way to her breasts while his fingers moved between her legs. He took her nipples into his mouth and she moaned softly as he sucked gently. His fingers slipped through the curls of her pubic hair and he touched the soft lips of her pussy. Pushing a finger between them he could feel her wetness. Wanting to taste her he moved between her legs and let his tongue slowly move up and down her slit.

                It had been a long time since Joe had been with a woman this young. He wanted to take it slow and really enjoy her. She still had that youthful fascination and joy with sex.  Joe had always loved giving a woman oral and he really loved it when he was able to make them cum. It had happened very rarely with his wife and hoped he could experience it with Molly. He looked up at her and said, “This is good. Your pussy is beautiful.”

                Molly closed her eyes, relaxed and let herself just enjoy the sensations. Joe was really hitting all the right spots. His tongue was inside, then it was on her clit. She was moving and he seemed to be in the same rhythm touching her just where she wanted it and with just the right pressure. It had been some time since a guy had his face between her legs and before long she knew she was going to cum.

                “Oh Joe, oh my God, yes, that’s it, oh God.”

                He knew she was close and he focused on her clit, gently sucking it into his mouth, then flicking it with his tongue. Her hands caressed her nipples and then he felt it. She tensed and moaned and the waves of her orgasm took over. Molly’s body shivered and her hips moved as she came. Joe continued to lick her wanting to make it last for her. When he felt her relax he moved up to lie beside her.

                Molly turned and smiled at him, “You’ve got a great tongue.”

                “It was my pleasure.”

                Even though Joe had just cum, giving Molly oral and seeing her orgasm had aroused him again. He knew that had almost never happened with his wife. He pulled her into his arms and hugged her. They hugged and caressed and Joe pushed his erection against her. Molly reached down and took him into her hand, slowly stroking him and whispered into his ear, “Look what woke up again.”

                “Seeing you cum like that got me going again.”

                Molly laughed, “What should we do with it. I can’t leave you like this.”

                “Not sure what you think but I have a real desire to do your ass.”

                “I’ve never had a cock there.”

                “We don’t have to.”

                Molly thought about her past sexual experiences. Even though they had just met, she knew this was the first time she had felt truly relaxed and comfortable with a man. She had always worried about doing the wrong thing or something the guy had said or done had prevented her from relaxing. Maybe it was Joe’s age or his level of experience. She just knew that whatever she did would be ok with him. The thought of trying anal intercourse was new, exciting, and a little scary. It felt a little dirty, a little forbidden. She wanted to at least give it a try. Joe had thought she had given up on the idea when she spoke, “I want to give it a try. Just take it slow.”

                “I’ll be gentle, I promise. If you change you mind, I’ll stop.” Joe smiled. He wasn’t sure why, but for some reason he wanted this. He wanted to push his hard cock into Molly’s ass. Taking a deep breath, he told himself to relax.

                Joe told Molly he would start with a massage. Molly turned on her stomach and Joe began to rub and caress her neck, shoulders, and back.  Straddling her, Joe’s hard cock rested between the soft cheeks of her ass. He rubbed against her and she responded with a soft moan. It felt good. Molly’s ass was soft, smooth, and a little large.

                Moving down her body Joe massaged Molly’s lower back and then ran his hands over her ass. He massaged the cheeks and parted them to look at her beautiful brown rosebud nestled deep within. He touched it with his finger and he felt her tense slightly. Joe took the KY and began lubricating her tight hole. His finger gently massaged her slowly working its way in. She truly had a beautiful ass and he could feel her relax and begin to respond to the finger probing her.

                “God, you have a great ass. Paula would never have let me do anything like this.”

                Molly liked to finger her own ass in the shower but this was definitely different. She liked the attention and the compliments and felt totally open and exposed. Joe’s finger moved slowly in and out of her well lubricated butt hole and she moved with him. “Your finger feels good. I want to try your cock.”

                Joe stopped and rubbed some KY onto his rigid cock. He positioned himself and started to press his cock against her ass. He took a deep breath and asked if she was ready.

                “Go for it. Just take it slow.”

                Joe pushed and felt his hardness slipping into her. It was tight but she took him much easier than he expected. There was a brief gasp from Molly as the head of his cock pushed past her tight sphincter and then he found himself fully inside her. It was an incredible feeling and he felt a rush of emotion as he slowly started to move in her.

                The ease with which Joe had entered her had caused most of Molly’s apprehension to disappear and she found herself excited. This was going to be something she did for his enjoyment but she liked the feeling of his cock in her. She reached back to rub her clit as Joe began moving in and out.

                “Oh God, I love your ass.” Joe sensed her comfort and began to thrust himself in and out of her.  This is what he wanted. His cock buried in this girl’s tight ass. Molly was moaning and moving to meet his thrusts. He knew the tightness on his cock would not allow him to last long. It just felt so good.

                “Molly, I want to cum in your ass!”

                “Give it to me! Do it!”

                Joe had his hands on her hips and was moving himself in and out of her ass as Molly rubbed her clit and moved with him. She cried out as the first wave of her orgasm shook her body. Joe felt her shake and pushed deep inside her as the first shot of cum erupted from his cock. He continued to pump into her until they both collapsed on the bed.

                They were both breathing hard. Molly finally broke the silence, “Holy shit. That was intense.”

                Joe laughed, “Holy shit is right. That was unbelievable.”

                They relaxed for awhile, talking and laughing together before Molly dressed to go.

                Joe walked her to the door, “Can I call you?”

                “I’d like that.”

                “Maybe we can get together again sometime.”

                “I’d like that too.”

 

            I followed her back to her class, and she sat me down.   “Tom,” she said, “we need to talk.”   She closed the solid wood door, and it shut with a bang.   I imagined it as a jail cell door closing shut, with me being in prison for the next hour.   “You’re going to fail English, and right now, there is nothing you can do.”

 

            “What!!!???”   I shouted.   “My mom will kill me if I fail!   Not only that, but I won’t be able to graduate! You can’t fail me, you just can’t!”

 

            “I know one thing you can do, but you might not like it,” she replied.

 

            “I’ll do anything, just let me pass!!”

 

            “Take off your shirt.”

 

            “Excuse me??”

 

            “You want to pass or fail?”

 

            I had no choice.   I removed my shirt, still sitting in my chair.

 

            “OK, now make out with me.”

 

            “Mrs. Haines…”

 

            “Look, you can either do this shit my way, or fail your way.”   That was the first time I’ve ever heard her swear.

 

            Reluctantly, I walked over to her desk.   I knew this was wrong, but what could I do?   I mean, my mom would literally kill me, and Mrs. Haines wasn’t half bad looking.   Hesitantly, I place a kiss on her lips, and quickly pulled back.

 

            “You call that making out?   There’s no way you’re getting the grade with that.”

 

            “Alright, alright.”   I need the grade, and besides, what’s a little tongue?

 

            I leaned forward once again, this time keeping my lips spread.   My lips met hers, and I slid my tongue in between her teeth.   Her tongue touched mine, and I could feel her warm breath on the inside of my mouth.   Not bad, I thought.   We sped up and increased the intensity, getting a rhythm going.   The longer we made out, the more I got into it.   I moved my hand up her thigh, and began to caress her nice, tight ass.   Wow, she’s still going, I thought to myself as I slid my hand further up, reaching the middle of her back.   Carefully, I pulled my hand off her back, and moved it to the front.   I place my hand over her right tit, and squeezed a little.   She stopped.

 

            “Oh, so now you’re a little curious, huh?” she asked.

 

            “Um, I don’t know, I guess so.”

 

            “Good.”

 

            She stood up, and put her hands on her hips.   Delicately, she slid her skirt down to her ankles, and stepped out of it.   I now had a full view of her nice pink pussy.   It was partially shaved, with just a little landing strip right above the whole land.   Just the way I like it.

 

            “Mrs. Haines, are you sure you know what you’re doing?”   I asked.

 

            “First, call me Lisa, and second, yes, now stop being a bitch and eat me.”

 

            She sat back down on the desk and spread her legs wide.   Her lips spread apart, and I could see her pink fruit.   I could see she was enjoying herself, as her juices were already flowing and dripping onto the desk.   No turning back, I thought to myself as I got on my knees.   Without further hesitation, I grabbed my teacher’s thighs, spread her legs as far as possible, and buried my face in her crotch.   My tongue shot out, struck her pussy, and she let out an amazing moan.

 

            “Ohhhhhh that feels soooo gooooood!!!”

 

            “Mrs. Haines, er, I mean, Lisa, what if someone hears us?”

 

            “Don’t worry, the school is empty this time of day, now make me cum!”

 

            My tongue darted in and out as I engulfed her pussy in my mouth.   The faster I flicked my tongue, the louder she moaned.   Her pussy was now pouring out her fluids, and I could tell she was about to cum.   Her clit got hard, and started to twitch.   It felt weird to my tongue, but probably like heaven to her.   I slowed my tongue down, and began licking up and down her entire pussy at a snail speed.   But to my surprise, instead of calming her down, it only made her cum faster.

 

            “I’m cumming bitch, drink all my juices!” she screamed at the top of her lungs.

 

            I felt a hand on the back of my head, and her forcing my head down into her pussy.   Unwilling to struggle, I allowed my face to be jammed into her muff.   I kept licking faster and faster, hoping to satisfy her.   Her clit started to twitch again; only this time I didn’t stop it.   Lisa let out an enormous roar, and I felt a stream of girl cum pour into my mouth.   It tasted strangely good, especially since she was at least 20 years older then the last girl I had eaten out.

 

            “Swallow that, now!” she barked.   I did as I was commanded.

 

            “Did I make the grade?”

 

            “That easily?   Fuck no.”   I never knew she could cuss this much.   “Take off your pants.”

 

            My cock was fully erect after all the excitement.   It stood about 7 inches, and while it wasn’t huge, it served its purpose.   I dropped my pants, and noticed Lisa getting wet again.   I took off my shoes, unzipped my jeans, dropped my pants, and stepped out of them.   Now I was standing buck-naked in front of my half naked English teacher.

 

            “Oh yea, come to mama big boy.”   Lisa grabbed my cock and guided it in between her legs.   She stroked the head up and down on her lips.   I could feel her juices on the end of my cock.   She lined it up and said, “OK, make me feel good.”

 

            “What do I do when I cum?”

 

            “Blow it in me, I’m on the pill.”

 

            This was it, I thought.   I grabbed her legs, spread them wide, and buried my cock deep into her pussy.   She let out a little gasp.

 

            “Oh man, that feels good.”

 

            I plunged in and out, her pussy grasping around my cock.   I could hear the squishing of her pussy juices against my cock.   Her pussy was so tight I almost blew my load after the first 15 seconds, but I repositioned myself and kept going.   I lay her down on the desk, and really started to pound into her.   Slow, hard lunges made her scream.   Quick, soft plunges made her moan.   I looked at her face. Lisa’s eyes were closed, her lips smiling in between moans and screams.   I knew she was enjoying this.

 

            Time to have my fun, I thought.   I moved my hands to her shirt and ripped it off.   Lisa opened her eyes, gave me a devilish look, and closed them again.   I pulled her shirt off, and was now staring at her bra.   Damn, I thought as I continued to fuck her, nice ass tits.   I unclasped the bra and pulled it off, letting her tits fall out.   They were nice, a generous size and firm.   I grabbed one, and began massaging her nipple.   She had one of the nicest racks I’ve ever felt.   Lisa’s moans were getting louder and louder, and I was getting close to cumming, so I pulled out.

 

            “What’s wrong?” she said.

 

            “Get up.”   It was time for me to take charge.   She slowly stood up, her legs shaking.   I spun her around and bent her over the desk.   I lined my cock up, and slammed into her cunt again.   She let out the loudest scream I have ever heard.   I pumped again, and got another scream.   She won’t last long, I thought.   I reached one hand up and began to fondle her left tit.   I grabbed the tit and began rubbing on the nipple.   I could feel it getting harder.  

 

            “Fuck me, fuck me!” she screamed.

 

            I pumped in and out faster and faster, and squeezed harder and harder on her tit.   Her juices were dripping all over the desk; I could even smell them.   Then I felt it.   Her cunt suddenly tightened, then went into full orgasm.

 

“I’m cumming!!” she screamed.

 

The force of her orgasm sent me into my own orgasm.   I could feel the pulse of at the end of my base, and with a final thrust, I busted my nut into my teacher.   I collapsed onto her back, and lay there for a few moments.   I laid a few gentle kisses on the back of her neck, and asked, “Did I pass?”

 

“With flying colors,” she said.   “I’ll clean you up, then you gotta get out of here.”

 

I pulled my cock out of her pussy and stood up.   Lisa turned and faced me and got on my knees.   She slid my limp cock into her mouth and licked all of our juices off.   I grabbed my clothes, and threw them back on.

 

“Same time on Monday?” I asked.

 

“We must never speak of this again.”

 

“Oh, OK.”   That gave me an idea.

"Well, you're skirt is too short and your blouse is cut way too low," I reply.

"Well, Mr. H, the dress code policy isn't very clear of what it defines as 'appropriate'."

"Yes, I know, but..."

"Do you like what I'm wearing?" you interrupt.

"That's not the point, Emma.."

"Well, do you?"

"Truthfully, yes, but it's inappropriate for the workplace," I reply.

"And, just why is that, Mr. H?" you continue.

"Well, because it's distracting."

Smiling, you stand up, approach my desk and lean forward on you hands, "You mean like this?"

Staring into my eyes you watch them drop to behold the inviting vision of your gorgeous breasts harnessed in a red lace bra. "You want them, don't you, sir?" 

Glancing back up at your lustful eyes and impish smile, I am momentarily speechless.

"Well?"

"Yeah," I finally confess, "I do. Go lock the door."

I watch your swaying ass as you go to the door, locking it. Sitting on the overstuffed leather sofa in my office, I pull you down beside me. I kiss you softly on the mouth, gently parting your full lips with my tongue. As my hand glides over your blouse, massaging your breasts, you moan your approval and suck my probing tongue. I feel your hand drop to my lap and start to rub the cock growing in my pants. My hand slips under your blouse, deftly unhooking your bra and sliding up to your ample breasts. You arch your back as your hardening nipple slips between my rolling fingers. Kissing you harder, my tongue finds yours, dancing around it, playing with it. 

Sucking your hot mouth, I can only image how delicious it would be to feel your full lips and soft, wet tongue taking my cock. As if reading my mind, you break from our passionate kissing and, looking down at the bulge in my pants, unbuckle and unzip them, pulling them down to my ankles. Climbing up on your hands and knees beside me, you kiss me again, your tongue snaking into my sucking mouth as you stroke my aching cock. My hand slips inside the top of your blouse (I told you it was cut too low), squeezing your breast and tweaking your erect nipple. You moan your satisfaction as you stroke me harder. 

Lowering your head to my lap, you gently play with my cockhead, sliding your tongue around it. I watch you in unbridled lust as you push it back against my stomach and lick and nibble your way down the underside of my shaft to the base. Pulling your hair aside, I savor the sight of your nimble tongue and warm mouth slowly working back up my dick to the crown. You glide back down and up twice more, sucking, nibbling and licking me harder with each pass. "Oh fuck, Emma, take it," I plead as you giggle at my impatience and slip your tongue over my head, tasting my pre-cum. 

Figuring you had teased me long enough, you lower your hot, wet mouth over my cock, your tongue sliding along the underside. You take only the head at first, sucking and toying with it. As you slowly begin to take more of me, I watch as my shaft slowly disappears between your full lips. I roll my head back, the pleasures too intense, as you swallow my cock. You wrap your delicate hand around my girth and stroke me as you bob your head in my lap, almost releasing my engorged meat before sucking it back in.

I slide my free hand down your back and hike up your short skirt. Invitingly, you slightly turn your ass towards me as I slip my hand inside the side of your red lace panties. My fingers glide over your moistening pussylips, caressing the folds up to your swelling clit. As I gently twirl it, you moan your approval, sending delicious vibrations through my cock. You slowly roll your hips as I finger your sensitive clit and stroke your soaked pussy. With each pass along your slit, my finger dips a little further inside you. You suck and stroke my cock faster and harder as I slip further inside you. You finally release me from your mouth with an audible pop and, still stroking me, ask not really expecting an answer, "You like that, Mr. H?" I simply smile and, pressing you gently on your shoulders, softly tell you, "Lie back, Emma."

Giggling in eager anticipation, you lie back, legs slightly hiked, your head resting on the padded arm of the sofa. I climb over you, pulling up your skirt and kiss your hot, sucking mouth. My hand reaches under your top caressing your heaving breasts and taut nipples before lowering to my rigid cock and pushing it down between your legs. My fingers return to your nipples as I start to hump your drenched pussy and quivering clit through your panties. Laughing into my mouth, you say, "Ya know, it works better if you take them off." Returning your laughter, I give you one final, deep, soulful kiss.

I kiss and lick your tender neck down to your chest. As I start to pull your top up, you rise up and pull your top off in that cross-armed way that girls do and lie back down. I bury my face against one breast, sucking and flicking your hard nipple while my hand and fingers attend the other. Your fingers are in my hair as your begin to roll your hips under me invitingly. Sitting back, my cock still fully erect, I hike your skirt, slip off your wet panties and lower my mouth to your eager clit. I softly nibble it, my tongue gliding gently over the tip. My fingers start to stroke you along the full length of your soaked pussy. A soft squeal escapes you as you feel my mouth sucking you deeper, my tongue dancing around your quivering clit, twirling it. "Oh fuck yeah... that feels soooo good," you remark as I easily slip one then two fingers into your tight, hungry pussy.

You begin to roll your hips, grinding harder against my face and fingers. My tongue flicks over your rigid nub as I suck you harder. I start to twist my fingers as they burrow deeper in side you, stroking you in time with your rocking hips. Your hands on my head force my face harder against you, grinding against your groin. Your juices flow over my probing fingers, coating my face.... mmmmmmm ...... you taste so delicious. As your bucking under my mouth increases, I suck your harder, my tongue flicking you faster. My fingers pound into you in a sweet, steady rhythm. "o fuck me, Mr. H., please just fuck me," you plead.

Sitting up, I pull you atop me. Reaching below, you grab my engorged cock and guide it over your aching clit, pressing my cock against my stomach. You rub over my knob a few times then slide your clit down along the underside of my shaft, bumping over the swollen veins, then back up. As you reach the top, you roll your hips in small circles crushing my cockhead. Staring into my burning eyes, you do this again, lubing the fullness of my dick with your flowing, creamy juices. On the third pass, you allow my crown to slip down into the dripping folds of your hot pussy. I pull your face to mine, kissing you deeply, as I feel you slowly swallowing my cock. You pause momentarily to feel it throbbing inside you. "Oh fuck, Emma, you're so fuckin' hot and tight!" To which you only reply, "mmmmmm hmmmmm."

Our mouths are locked in passion, tongues darting, probing, playing. My hands slip under your skirt, grabbing your tight ass as you start to rock in my lap. I feel my cock nearly slip out of you with only my swollen head inside you. You roll forward engulfing the entire length and girth of my hard shank. My hands slide up your sides and cup your heaving breasts, pinching and tweaking your rigid nipples. You break our kiss and tilt your head back, eyes closed, biting your bottom lip to the sensations of me buried deep inside you. I suck and lick your sweaty neck as you rock harder and faster on my cock. I feel your swollen clit grinding against me, your fuck juices streaming into my lap. You stare into my sex-crazed eyes, "mmmmmm.... Mr. H., you're so fuckin' hard inside me," as you continue to ride.

I respond by grabbing a tangle of your hair and forcing your wet, sucking mouth back to mine. Our tongues are entwined in lust as you start to moan into my mouth repeatedly, "mmmhmmm...mmmhmmm." The walls of your burning pussy clamp down on my throbbing cock. I sense you're getting close, your juices flowing harder as I pound up into your faster. Pulling your face from mine, "C'mon, Emma...cum hard for me, Baby." "Uh huh," you agree as you attack my mouth again. I pinch and roll your nipples hard as I suck your slithering tongue. Your repeated moans are louder and faster and your bucking harder in my lap. Your pussy erupts your hot, gushing cum over my cock, your cream flooding my lap. Waves of ecstasy shudder through your body. Unable to control myself, I explode deep inside you, pumping load after load of my own cum inside your gripping pussy. Mmmmmm .... my orgasm is so intense, so hot!!

You collapse against me in utter exhaustion, panting heavily, your sweaty forehead against my neck. I stroke your back as you squirm in my lap, teasing my spent cock still buried inside you, your delicious, hot, drenched pussy contracting on me, milking me. My hand still in your hair, I pull your head back, kissing you softly on your warm mouth. "That was so fuckin' amazing, Emma." You say nothing, tonguing my lips.

(Click) "Mr. H.?"

"Aw shit," I mumble as you climb off of me and settle in the corner of the sofa watching me.

Pulling my pants up and approaching my desk, I answer the intercom "Yes?"

"I don't know where Emma is. But, this is Mrs. Hamilton. Your 3:00 appointment is here. Should I show him in?"

Glancing at my watch I note he's early, "Um...no...take him to the conference room. I'll be there in a minute. Thanks."

"Oh.... and Mr. H.?"

"Yes?" I reply.

In a hushed voice, "Well, Sir, I hate to say this....but, have you seen how Emma is dressed today? I don't think it's in accordance with company policy."

Smiling and glancing over at you on the sofa, gently stroking your clit under your skirt, kneading your breast and smiling like you'd just been fucked good, I respond, "Yes, I have. I will need to speak to her about that. Thanks." (Click)

We laugh.

            I might have been drunk, but I don’t regret the thoughts which I proceeded to act upon.  The excitement overtook me, to creep up my spine, I just stood like a dope smiling and looking down at this beauty.  I walked over to the door and locked it.  Kneeling down I looked her in the face.  Her luscious lips waited to be kissed.  My moist tongue poked into her mouth. 

            She opened her eyes and kissed me back.  “Oh Tommy,” she smiled at me.  Everything was fine, especially since most people call me Jordan. 

            I didn’t respond to her, at least not with words.  My hands caressed her shoulders and made their way lower to her chest.  I rubbed them slowly as she threw her head around in ecstasy.  I took her shirt and pulled it over her head, her breasts bounced out, no bra.  My fingers rubbed her nipples, then down her smooth stomach where I tucked my fingers into her pants.  She responded with another kiss before she passed out again.  I shook her a little but she stayed out of it this time.  This didn’t matter to me, I went straight for her pants and undid them.  I threw her sandals off and pulled her pants down from her feet.  Sliding them past her thighs, knees, ankles, and throwing them to the side.  Her pink cotton panties wrapped around her like candy.  I placed my hand to her cunt and started rubbing through the thin material.  Leaning forward my tongue met her thighs, where I worked my way up.  My hands went to her back and made their way down to her ass.  I cupped each cheek firmly and gave a little shake. 

            My mind thought of only one thing now.  I pulled off those panties in one quick movement, exposing those tight lips of hers.  As fast as I could my clothes became a pile on the ground, my cock stuck straight out, begging to for that pussy of hers.  I came close to her, kneeling just a tad and brushing the tip against her soft mouth.  Opening her mouth I inched my cock pass her lips, over her tongue, into her throat.  She looked so lovely, sitting naked on the cold floor.  I pushed into her throat and pulled out, letting her saliva moisten my rod.  I ran my fingers through her hair.  I pulled out, her mouth stayed open, tempting me to put it back in.  No, I took her shoulders and laid her on her back.  I lied down on top of her, where I guided my cock into her shaved cunt.  I pushed those lips open, pushing into that wet hole of hers.  I started fucking her like mad.  Pushing into her, deeper and deeper, pushing her whole body forward against the cold tiles.  A soft moan escaped her mouth, along with her whispering the name Tommy.  She started panting, her breasts rising up and down.  I kept going in and out, ready to explode at any minute.  My true mind got the better of me.  I stopped what I was doing and looked at this panting beauty.  I didn’t want to get her pregnant.  I had enough since to pull out of her but not to stop fucking her.

            I flipped her onto her back.  I spat on my cock and got it even more juiced up.  With my legs I spread hers open.  I knelt in between them and took hold of her hips, raising her ass to the air.  My hard cock poked her tight little ass hole.  I didn’t work my way into it, I just pushed with my cock and pulled her ass with my hand.  I squeezed right into that little ass of her.  Her face rested on her cheek.  She made this odd face, a mix of pain and wonder.  I fucked that ass of hers. Pulling that ass into me, feeling the sensation of her warm little hole.  The sweat started rolling down my face, falling to her arched back.  She started to moan in pain, “Tommy…”  This isn’t Tommy, I thought, this is your new fuck buddy.   I felt it climbing through my cock to the head, the need to finish.  I started pumping harder and faster, making her face pucker harder.  I pulled her deep into me, far as I could and let my load go somewhere into her body.  I lied there a bit out of breath on top of her.  I leaned forward and gave her another kiss.  No response.

            I cleaned ourselves up and dressed her and my self.  Before I left to go out I whispered into her ear, “Can’t wait till next party.”  I walked out and found an open couch.

            I looked over to one of the guys who was sitting with their girl watching porn, he now had his cock buried deep into her pussy.  I looked at the guy more carefully and I realized it wasn’t her boyfriend but Tommy.  “Oh fuck, Tonya.  Yeah you little bitch.”

I smiled at his confusion and lied down on the empty couch where I almost instantly fell asleep.

            In the morning Tommy and Tonya were fighting.  Tonya says she remembers him fucking her last night.  She said, “It would have been fine accept you fucked my butt.”  Tonya was like that, she didn’t care who heard what, that’s one of the reasons she turned me on so.  She dumped him there and I just smiled.  On other news, it turns out that the girl who Tommy mistook for Tonya became pregnant, and she didn’t have a boyfriend and she claims she hasn’t done it in over three months.  I felt bad for her, but sometimes you get screwed over, sometimes it happens at a party when you’re passed out.        

Once upon a thime....in a kingdom called Sexlandia....were 3 princesses - Olive, Peach and Strawberry....they were there father's pride and joy...so he wanted to protect them....the princesses were forbiden to leve the castle...even their part of it...so the days were long and boring.

But as all women the princesses were smart and also beautyfull....they were tall....had big,soft,wet....lips, and full,big....eyes....they had thoseluscious look in their eyes....and they were best friends

one day....Peach was at the bath area of her rooms....when Strawberry arrived....all swetty and excited she saw her sister's naked soft wet boddy and then called Olive....

Peach looked back and then went to her sisters....together with strawberry the removed Olive's thight corset showing of her milkywhite soft flesh...Peach bowed down to her sister's golden spring, tauching her pink nipples with her wet hair....Strawberry removed her red dress and started licking olive's alredy stimulated nipples

Peach's little tongue touched Olive's pussy lips going deeper and deeper...tauching her clit...making it bigger and her scream from pleasure....Strawberry weant to Peach and softly kissed her cheek...

Olive fealt so good....mmm...I just can imagine how good she fealt when her sister took that big dildo and started pushing it out and in of her honey....uuu....those screams of joy....brilliant..... uuu but Strawberry wasn't apathetic at all while watching Peach do her stuff she took a butplug and some lubricant.....

she weant to Peach and started licking her tight ass so the insertion would be smooth and makeing Peach hot....Strawberry took some of the lubricant put it on her breasts and started rubbing the plug on them...so it would become all wet and nice to use...then she slowly began puting it in Peach's ass....

mmmm....she liked that and Olive....oh how she cum....now Peach was on the bed being licked by Strawberry...uuu...she fealt so hot....now Olive started pullling the dildo out and in....with the plug still in....Peach was screaming....but the bitch liked it.....and strawberry licking her clit...mhm..... now it was strawberry's turn to cum....but she was more perverted than her sisters....

she made her sister slowly put her hand in her pussy....so she could give her the ultimate pleasure if touching all the essential points...uuu...how she liked it.....and Olive kissing her on the Lips....it was fun...they played for 3 nights and 3 days....and reached pleasures still not known or maybe forgoten.....they lived happyly after....and had a lot of fun along the way

end of story

I downed my beer and went onto the dance floor and started to dance by her.  By making it look like an accident I bumped into her so that she noticed me, phase one complete.  I then waited for her to go to the bar and I stood beside her and again accidentally bumped into her causing her to spill her drink.  "I'm sorry please let me buy you another drink, I feel so bad i did that, my name is Billy by the way."

"Hi, I'm Kym," she said.  From that point on we got chatting, we danced, we laughed and we talked.  I told her that I hadn't been laid for a while and I was as horny as a nymph in a church, she laughed and asked me why I was telling her this.  I said that I thought she was beautiful and I wanted to have sex with her.  She raised her eyebrows and said I'd have to give her a good reason to have sex with me.

I let her to the corner of the bar where it was nice and dark.  i put her up the corner and me facing her I undid my zipper and told her to put her hand in there that might convince her.  She put her hand and the look on her face said it all, "fucking hell does that thing go on forever?"  I laughed and said that she could tell me first hand.  She looked around and told me that there wasn't the place to do anything.  I slipped my hand up her skirt and under her panties and stuck two fingers up her pussy, she started to fuck my fingers and I told her that she had to be ready for my monster.

When she was good and wet I went over to the bouncer and had a word in his ear, he got on his walkie talkie and a minute later let us to the door to the private quarters.

I led her down the hallway to the owners office and shut the door behind us and locked it, I didn't want to be interupted.  As soon as the door was locked I kissed her, shoving her skirt up and pushing her panties to one side, she slid down my zipper and let my rock hard dick free, she run her hand up and down it before I turned her around and put her over the desk.  I rammed my dick right up her pussy not giving her time to think about it.  She screamed, "oh god you're so big, I can't take you."  Too late honey my dick is well and truely buried inside you now and I began to move my dick in and out of her tight pussy with her screaming.  I reached around and started to play with her clit and said, "do you want me to stop?  do you want me to pull this big dick out of you?" 

"No don't stop, fuck me hard, oh god yes, fuck me faster, make me come, ram that big dick into me."  I obliged and shot my load into ther dripping wet pussy as she came for the fourth time.

I slid my dick out of her but it was still hard, I was so horny I could have gone all night.  She looked down at me and said that she didn't belive she had just taken all of it then she slid down onto her knees and started to suck her juices off my dick.  She could only get the head of my dick in her mouth but that was better than nothing.  She played with my balls and then shoved her finger up my ass and I shot my load in her mouth.  I went soft this time.

I lay her down on the couch and  went down between her legs sucking on her clit and then her snatch lapping up her juices, I turned her around so that the camera had a better view (oh did I forget to mention that there were security cameras in the office?  Oops silly me!!!!)  she rode my tongue like it was a dick and come all over my face.

When we had cleaned up I opened the door to go out but there standing was the owner of the club.  He blocked our way and told us that we weren't going anywhere yet.  We went back in and he locked the door.  "ok you can go if you suck my dick for me," he said.  Kym looked at me and dropped to her knees, this woman was the blow job queen.  She took Barnies 7 inch dick out and started to suck it, he grabbed the back of her head and made her deep throat him.  It didnt' take him long to come in her mouth too.  He opened the door and let us out smiling at me as he went.

We got back to the club and it was almost time for it to close.  I  whispered in her ear. "do you want to go outside, I'm hard as hell again?"  She grabbed my crotch, kissed me and led me to the door - that'll be a yes then!

We got outside and I led her to my car. I always park at the very back of the parking lot so that noone is around when I get back to my car.  I usually have someone with me!

She went to get into the car but I pulled her back and put her spread eagle on the hood of the car face down.  I pulled down her panties and took my  dick out and teased the tip along her crack towards her clit and back again.  She put her hand behind her and took hold of my dick and guided it to her pussy, I rammed it in.  I was pulling in and out and was nearing shooting my load again when she told me to stop and pushed me backwards so that my dick fell out of her.  I stood there with my pants around my ankles and a stiff dick waving in the air.  She reached for her bag and took something out.  "here, put some of this on your dick and some up my ass, I want to feel you in my ass."  Holy Shit was this really happening.

I squeezed some stuff out onto my dick and put some one my finger and up her ass then gently started to ease my dick up her ass - she'd done this before though.  Instead of being a tight squeeze it went up easliy.  She started to push back to meet me as I was pulling out and I rammed her as hard as I'd rammed her pussy.  It didn't take long for us both to shoot.

I pulled out and pulled up my pants and tucked my tool inside.  She pulled up her panties and asked me if I'd give her a ride to the front where she was meeting her buddies.

I abligied and as she got out of the car she reached over to kiss me while massaging my dick and said that she loved my big dick and if I went through a drought again to call her.

I parked the car and went back in the club to meet my buddies (we were allowed to drink after hours) as I walked into the bar there was noone there and then I noticed the door open to the security room.  I walked over and there were the bouncers and my three buddies with their dicks out and stroking for all they were worth watching the footage of Kym and me in the office.  They didn't take their eyes off the screen and one by one they shot their loads.  Watching myself on screen is never a turn on but this was different even I was getting hard again.  I whipped out my dick and stroked it until I shot what I had left over the guy infront of me. 

We all laughed and i left to go home.