One night, they were both doing some shopping after work and were both dressed from working and they were hit by a tractor-trailer and killed. Both died instantly, but left me alone to take care of the house. I was old enough to live by myself and was able to stay on at the farm without having to go live with a relative. It was a lot of work for just me but I did have my uncles and aunts to help when I needed it. A lawsuit against the trucking company and the insurance money left me well able to keep the farm and buy what I needed. It wasn’t until my senior year that I started dating a boy at school and this is our story………

 

I  met Jason at the beginning of my junior year but didn’t go out with him until my senior year. It was after the accident that left me orphaned and I admit, I was really lonely. We dated like any other teens would, going to movies and dances. I hated wearing clothes so much but knew that most people didn’t understand nudism. I had seen my father nude many times and never gave thought to it. Mom had taught me about sex early in life and I fully understood what an erection was and that Dad would sometimes get one while being near Mom. They never had sex in front of me but made it clear that sex was normal.

 

As Jason and I continued to date, we talked about getting married and having kids but he was always respectful to me and made no attempt to have sex, other than the occasional petting sessions. As we got more serious, we talked about what we wanted our sex lives to be like. I finally admitted that my parents and I had practiced nudity and that I missed that. I made it plain up front to him that we would not have sex until we were married, since I had no desire to have a house full of kids until we were older and sure a marriage would work. I did, however start taking birth control so if something did happen, I wouldn’t get pregnant until we were ready.

 

Jason asked me about the nudity lifestyle and whether or not I would care if he tried it on my property. I told him I had no problem with it but also reminded him of our no sex policy. I told him that it would be normal for him to get erections until he was used to seeing us nude together. I asked him if he could accept those terms and he said he would, so when he came out to see me the following Saturday morning, I stood on our front porch and began to take my clothes off. As predicted, as soon as I started to strip, he got an erection. I took off my tee shirt and then unhooked my bra. As soon as my breasts were free, he started to get hard. I stood there, still in my jeans and told him to take off his shirt. He could hardly take his eyes off my breasts while he pulled his shirt over his head. As I lowered my jeans, I looked at him and laughed, telling him to get out of his jeans before he hurt something. He unbuttoned the top button and slowly unzipped, then let his jeans fall to the porch floor. I undid my jeans and slowly slid them off my hips, teasing him by doing so slowly. I was amused at his embarrassment. I finally stood up in just my scanty bikini panties and smiled at him, telling him that it might be better for him if we both went the final step together. He started to pull off his shorts as I hooked my thumbs inside the waistband of my panties and pushed downward until the very top of my pubic hair was showing slightly. From that point, I moved the panties down ever so slowly, watching as his erection grew and grew. I have to admit that his naivety caused me a great deal of enjoyment. Finally the panties had rolled down even with the bottom of  my pubic mound and I let them rest there while I told him it was his turn. He blushed slightly and began to lower his shorts but got them hung on his dick. I had to laugh and that broke the ice. He pushed his shorts off and stood in all his glory looking me up and down. I pushed my panties the rest of the way off and playfully tossed them at him. He grabbed them and held them in front of his body and with a slight twist of his body, asked me if he would look good in panties.

 

I again reminded him that there would be no sex between us but that he was free to go nude all he wanted at my house. We spent a good part of the morning walking around the house and through the dense woods in the nude. At about ten that morning, we walked through the woods and stopped a few yards in from the road. I told him to wait there while I ran across the old road to check the mail. He stood and watched in amazement as I ran from behind the row of bushes and across the road to the mail box. I grabbed the mail and ran back towards where he was hiding. In just a minute or so, a car rounded the curve and roared by the mailbox. Only a bush was between me and the passing car. We walked back to the house and then came a real test. We sat in the grass in front of the house and began to kiss and make out like any teen couple. He kept his word and didn’t attempt to do anything more than explore my body with his hands as I did the same to him. I has started taking birth control pills to regulate my periods but didn’t tell him because it might have encouraged him

 

The experience of holding a naked girl in his arms was a little too much for him and he suddenly had an accident, his dick pumping stream after stream of sperm on his legs, the ground and some splashed on my tummy and across my pubes. He started to apologize but my laughter drowned out his words. I jokingly told him to clean up his mess. He began to wipe it off me with his hand. I giggled and asked if that was as good as he could do. He said that he thought I meant what I said earlier. I told him that As long as he didn’t try to put that thing in me, it would be okay. I suggested he lick it off me. He said, “you really mean that?”. I party regretted my encouragement but told him to get on with it. He bent down and slowly began to lick his sperm from my tummy and worked his way down to the spots on my mound. As he ran his tongue over my pubic hair, I drew in a deep breath. His tongue brushed the top of my vaginal slit, I saw him look up at me as if to ask if his was what I wanted. My legs instinctively parted. He licked the top of my slit, then probed inside it. I’m still not sure who was more excited by his actions. He seemed not to be bothered by the taste of his own perm and I was going crazy with my feelings as he explored me with his tongue. Here we were, two teens alone a long way from prying eyes and lying naked out in the sun, well on our way to having sex for the first time for either one. I had masturbated a few times before this and was sure that Jason had also tried it but this was different and the hormones were running out of control for us both. Jason parted my legs wider and delve into my virgin pussy with his tongue. He located my clit and began licking and sucking it, all the time, watching for my response. My hips began to rock as he slowly brought me towards my first real orgasm. I had had light ones masturbating but knew this was going to be big! I closed my eyes and enjoyed it as he brought me closer and closer. Suddenly, wave after wave of pleasure swept over my whole body. I grabbed his hair and pulled him into me even tighter. My legs were over his shoulders, digging into his back. I must have came for several minutes, screaming out in passion as he took me over the top. I finally calmed down and lay there, my chest heaving as I tried to catch my breath.

 

Jason crawled up over me and kissed me deeply on my mouth. I could feel his dick pressing against my wet slit. I wanted him to fuck me so bad right then but also wasn’t ready to loose my  virginity until I was sure this would be a lasting relationship. I pushed him away, telling him I wasn’t ready for that yet. He sat up with a real dejected look on his face. I pushed him back and reached for his cock. I had never done this before but had seen a few porn movies and hoped I would be okay at it. I put the tip of my tongue on his cock head and tasted the sperm that was covering it from his earlier climax. I then parted my lips just enough to take the head of his cock into my mouth. As the rim passed my lips, I sucked it deeper until he was pushing at my throat. I then began to slowly move my mouth up and down applying just enough suction to sink in the sides of my mouth. He moaned and grabbed my hair. His hips began to match my strokes and he was soon fucking my mouth faster and faster. I let him do most of the thrusting and soon he told me to let go or he would come in my mouth. I told him to go ahead and come. He raised his hips high and groaned as he began pumping stream after stream in my mouth. There was so much that it was either swallow or spit it out. I swallowed hard and kept swallowing until he had finished.

 

Jason lay looking up at the sky and said that for his first blowjob, I was super. I told him it was mine too. He looked at me and asked if we should practice some more. He lay on his back and told me to get on top of him, facing his feet. As I lowered myself onto his face, I leaned down and took his cock in my mouth. I felt his tongue find my pussy and start licking. I leaned forward and popped his cock into my mouth, wrapping my tongue around his shaft. I put my hands into the grass on either side of his hips and began bobbing my head up and down on his cock He had my ass cheeks in his hands and was driving his tongue in and out of me as if it was a dick. After several minutes, I felt the now familiar feeling of an orgasm building again. He was still a ways from his own climax, so I slid forward and maneuvered my asshole in front of his tongue. He took the hint and began tonguing me there, driving it deep and hard. I let my rectal muscles relax and he was able to drive the whole length of his tongue inside me. I heard him start to moan and buck his hips, signaling his approaching climax. Just as he started to spurt. I opened my mouth wide and forced the head of his cock into my throat. As he let spurt after spurt pump into my throat, I kept swallowing until he was milked dry.

 

About noon, I offered him some lunch then told him we should go for a walk after we ate. I led him through the woods and stopped at a small creek I had helped my dad dam up for a swimming hole. I showed him a shed Dad had built to keep towels in for drying off after a swim. We put two towels on a big flat rock lying near the water and then waded hand in hand into the cool water. My nipples immediately hardened as the water hit my feet and legs. After we got used to the water, I put my arms around him and held him close, my hardened nipples rubbing his chest. In a few minutes, I could feel his erection rubbing against my pussy. I parted my legs and let his cock rub against me, but not enter. He begged me to let him fuck me but I held fast to my promise.  Held his cock pinned between my legs and gently rocked with him until he once again shot a stream of his fluids, this time into the waters of the swimming hole. We went up onto the big rock and toweled off. He was upset that I wouldn’t allow him to fuck me but at the same time, understood why. I told him that oral sex could be our outlet until we were sure.

 

As the summer went on, he became more and more used to being around me in the nude until we had reached the point at which he could go all day and not get an erection unless I began touching him. He had even gotten to where he could mow the lawn in the nude. We did everything around the house naked.

 

I began teasing and trying to convince him to do other exhibitionist things. He loved to take me places in his car knowing I was nude beneath the light coat or dress I was wearing. I used to enjoy going to some restaurant in just a dress and waiting till he went to the restroom, then exposing my bare pussy to him as he returned to the booth. He had started making a joke about me letting some stranger see it when I began sitting in the hallway of the mall in a nearby city and letting strange men and teenaged boys see up my dress while Jason sat across from me with a full view of what I was doing. I would see married guys trying to look up my dress while not letting on to their wives what they saw.

 

Another time an old man was in the right position to see my nakedness and I suggested we slip into one of the service corridors, where I made his day by lifting my dress over my head and letting him see my whole naked body. Jason stood at the doorway to make sure no one opened the door on us.

 

That was to become a regular pastime with us, as well as making sure I was naked from the waist down as we rode up and down the highway. Other times, we went swimming at a beach not far from home, where I would pull my bikini bottom aside and bare my pussy to passing strangers.

 

After we had gone together for about a year, our conversations became more centered on marriage. He said he didn’t mind if we continued our exploits as long as I didn’t have sex with any of the strange men. I told him I would love to show other men what he could have and they couldn’t. Jason immediately lit up with a smile and said, “you mean I am finally going to get to fuck you?”. I replied that it was looking better each day.

 

One day after we were coming to an end of our second full year and approaching our graduation from high school, we had been having a typical day of frequent oral sex and other activities, he asked me to marry him. I told him as soon as we had graduated, we could get married. If he was working and would be ready for the responsibilities. He told me that he had already been offered a job with a big supply warehouse while he went on to college. I told him that we could not have any kids until he was through college and working at a good job. I was going to take a job at a nearby gas and go type store to add to our finances. I was already getting a monthly payment from my parents’ insurance but wanted us to get off to a good start. The house and property was already paid for by mortgage insurance Dad had taken out before they died. I told Jason that with our salaries we should consider a small motor home or camper to travel in, so we could widen our circle of our nudist activities. I reminded him of our plans to visit several nudist camps and beaches within a day or so driving time of our home. During our graduation, I surprised him by showing him that the only thing I was wearing under my gown was a pair of stockings with lace tops. They were elastic and didn’t need a garter belt. He couldn’t wait to get me to the van afterwards, where we had some great oral sex in the parking lot as people walked by.

 

It seemed as if our relationship was destined for marriage, so I decided that I would finally let him have my virginity. Two week prior to our graduation, we were in the front yard, having wonderful oral sex and I lay on a big blanket and decided that the time had come. I waited till he was on top of me, kissing me and rubbing his chest on my boobs and whispered into his ear, “I want you”. I took hold of his cock and guided it to my soaking wet pussy. He looked down at me in amazement and began to push. I could feel his cock spreading my lips apart and the head starting inside. My mind was comparing the feel of his tongue to the size and shape of his penis. I had told him long before this moment to be gentle and not just force his way in. He was doing just that. It felt as if I could feel every vein on his shaft as it slowly entered. I suddenly felt his cock against the resistance of my hymen and prepared for the pain most women talked about. I felt a stinging and a slight tearing sensation as the fragile membrane separated. Jason saw the look of discomfort and stopped. I looked into his eyes and told him to go on. He gently pushed a little more and I could feel the shaft spreading my pussy open. He took his time, allowing me to become used to the presence of him inside me. I felt him pushing against my cervix and then felt his body against mine as he pushed the last inch of his cock in me. I  was aware of our pubic hair rubbing against each other as he paused with hic cock buried completely inside me. After a minute or so, he began to slowly withdraw, then pushed back deep. He kept repeating this slowly until he had established a smooth in and out movement. My pussy seemed to cling to the sides of his cock as he fucked me. I instinctively began to rock my hips in unison with his thrusts until we both were taking full strokes. With each withdrawal, he would stop with the head just inside my labia. My pussy seemed to want to suck his shaft back inside.

 

Jason began to thrust faster and faster, until he was fucking me in deep but rapid strokes that drove my butt into the blanket. As he fucked me, he was kissing and sucking, first one then the other breast. He sucked the nipples as if trying to nurse. My back arched upwards to meet his lovemaking thrusts. I began to feel a tightening in my lower tummy and my pussy began to pulsate as an orgasm began. Jason had brought me to orgasm many times before this, but there is a difference between clitoral and vaginal orgasms. This one began deeper and was so much more intense. This one seemed to involve my whole body. The many times we had oral sex, there was a feeling that there was more than what was happening. This told me my feelings were correct. My hips were rocking harder and harder and thrusting upward to meet each thrust of his cock. I held onto his buttocks, pulling him deeper inside me. As we fucked at a speed which seemed impossible to maintain, I felt his body stiffen and he let out a groan. He began pumping me full of his sperm. Whether real or imagined, I could feel the streams of hot sperm filling my vagina. I do know that from past experiences, he expelled a large load. I could barely hold it all in my mouth by the time he was drained. I came almost at the same time, my hips rocking and pounding against the blanket. I screamed out in cries of passion as my whole body seemed to go into convulsions with my orgasm. I could feel our combined fluids running down my ass crack and onto the blanket. I pulled him tight against me, as if I never wanted him to get up from the blanket. We lay still, with his cock still deep inside me for several minutes. I began to feel the need to pee and told him to let me up.

 

As I stood, I could feel a river of fluids running down my legs. I was in real need to go and decided that, rather than run all the way into the house and into the bathroom, I would simply squat and pee right there in the yard. Jason watched intently as I let go a stream of urine onto the lawn next to him. This being his first time to watch me pee, he seemed thoroughly absorbed in watching the stream flowing out of my pussy. He stood and decided it was time for him to go too and simply aimed his cock at a spot on the lawn and let go. With this, I think the last signs of  bashfulness left him.

 

We were married a few weeks later. I had almost no family and very few friends there but his family made up for the lack of guests on my part. They would have been real upset to know what I was wearing under my wedding dress. I had only a pair of white stockings with lace covered elastic tops and my white heels. I had put a blue garter on my right leg for him to remove at the reception. I wore nothing else except my gown. At the reception, when he was reaching to remove the garter, I whispered for him to be careful how far up he pushed my dress, unless he was willing to show everyone what he was getting. He looked up at me and said that he was tempted to just lift my dress and let everyone see my bare pussy. It was all I could do to resist the temptation to do just that. After the tossing of the bridal bouquet, we ran to the car and headed off to our honeymoon. We had told the families and friends we were going to spend a week at the beach, but neglected to tell them which one. We drove to the coast and, as we approached the gates to the private beach, began to toss our clothing into the back seat. We had arranged to spend the week at a nude beach, which had a section marked off for adult guests only. We arrived at our cabin and walked slowly from the car to the cabin, enjoying the warm Sun beating on our naked bodies. This private section of the beach resort was a no-holds-barred area and we finally were able to fulfill a dream of having sex in public, while people walked back and forth in front of our cabin.

 

The freedom of having public sex was exhilarating. We barely looked up as people saw us in every conceivable sex position. I think we each lost about ten pounds each from all the exercise and not eating. When the week was up, we drove back home after dark with me in the nude totally and him naked from the waist down. The week of having public sex had whetted our appetites for it and so began our quest for the ultimate fuck. We would sit around thinking of ways to satisfy our lust for the forbidden. One of the most common ways was to pack some snacks and drinks in the van and head for the drive-in movie a few towns away. This particular one sat back in the woods and showed nothing but X-rated shows. There was usually as much action in the cars as on the screen. Vans were required to park on the rear rows and could turn around so that we could open the rear doors and lay on an old mattress while we watched the movies and had sex. People walking by us would look in and see us and sometimes even stop to watch us. The more observers we had, the more satisfying the sex was. The back row of the outdoor theater was known as hardcore row and we could walk from car to car, or van to van and see it all. One night, we saw two girls going at it in the back of their station wagon and I watched intently, getting wetter by the minute. Jason asked me if I would like to try lesbian sex and I replied that I would but I had to be sure of the partner. I didn’t want to take a chance of getting an STD. We both agreed that he shouldn’t even think of gay sex for the same possibility. On one occasion, the two girls stopped by our van and asked if they could get in and watch us close up. After we finished they thanked us and disappeared towards their wagon. Both were gorgeous creatures from a nearby town.

 

The only requirement at the theater was to wear at least panties and bra to the snack bar or rest room areas. Guys had to wear shorts. Later in the season, a new owner took over the theater and made it a private club, issuing membership cards for one dollar. This allowed him to permit us to be totally nude in the snack bar and restrooms. Neither of us would even think of going to the restrooms there. We carried a small camper potty in the van if needed. The restrooms were always dirty and we didn’t want to take chances in them. Many of the “members” would simply squat and pee next to the cars. I was hesitant at first but soon was comfortable simply squatting just outside the door of the van and relieving myself as others walked by. For that very reason, everyone wore sandals or slippers on their feet.

 

A few weeks before the close of the season for the drive-in, we had backed into our usual spot, when the two girls we had met asked if they could watch the movie with us. There was plenty of room, so we invited them in. We lay in the back with one of the girls on each side of us. Jason and I began to play as usual and were soon fucking as if we were alone. We suddenly felt some additional hands on us as we did. I was on top of  Jason and felt one of the girls begin to massage my breasts. She soon was kissing them and sucking my nipples. I felt the other one touching my ass and bent forward to let her kiss me. I was still straddling Jason and had slowed my pace to enjoy the girls’ caresses. One squatted over Jason’s head and began to kiss me. The other was licking my pussy and Jason’s cock every time I would raise up. I looked down and saw Jason hold the girl in front of me by the thighs and licking her pussy while the other licked his cock and my pussy. I raised up off of Jason and the girl behind me slid her tongue inside my gaping hole. She would alternate between that and sucking Jason’s cock. The one in front of me began to moan and bounce up and down on Jason’s tongue as she neared an orgasm. She suddenly leaned way back and raised her hips towards me. I had never tasted pussy before, except for my own juices but leaned down to her and began sucking her clit as she started to shake and cry out in passion as I brought her to a strong orgasm. The girl behind had slipped under my hips and wrapped her arms around my legs and I came just as the one in front exploded. Jason had reached a climax and shot a huge load of sperm all over the one’s hair and shoulders. After several minutes, they got up and wiped off with a towel and went to their wagon, thanking us as they left. The spontaneity of the event had us a little concerned for a few weeks but we went to a doctor and were pronounced clean. The girls had both promised us that they had not been with others and, in fact were sisters. They did give us their phone numbers to contact if we wanted to do it again sometime.

During that first summer as Jason’s wife, I seldom wore anything under my dresses or light raincoat if we went anywhere. We went shopping together many times with me dressed like that and him wearing sweatpants and teeshirt. One time we were in a Penny’s store and stepped between rows of dresses, where Jason lifted my skirt and fucked me while customers shopped nearby. I had to learn to orgasm silently to avoid being caught. We tried it in several stores and were only seen once by store security persons. In a Sears store, we were caught on tape as he drilled me from behind. We got off by telling the guard we would let him come to the parking lot and watch us fuck up close.

 

Another time, during the fall, we had gone to a football game at a nearby town involving our old high school and  Jason fucked me under a blanket in the stands. Only after we finished did we realize there were two boys under the stands looking for dropped money. They had both watched from under the stands by looking up through them and had gotten a close look at my pussy being drilled. Both boys were of junior high age and had never seen one before. We took them out to our van and let them see it even closer and let both boys lick it. Then we asked them to jack off for us and sent them on their way. I had thought strongly of giving both boys their first pussy but the ages of the boys made me rethink that. Both were only thirteen and We were afraid of what might happen if we were caught. That night, as we drove home, we fantasized about me having sex with young boys if we were sure we wouldn’t be caught. That night, we made some real fantastic love as we thought about it. It seemed that the more chances we took on our outings, the better the lovemaking that night when we got home.

 

Once, we were driving along a country road about an hour’s drive from home and Jason told me we could have some real fun if we wanted. He had seen a house out along this road where an old woman had been living alone for years. He told me that he had did some repairs on her fence a few years ago and we could give her a real thrill. He told me to pull my dress down and act normal when we got to her house. He told me that I should be ready to do anything and not think about it. As we passed this old house, he shut off the engine and let the van drift to a stop. He got out and told me to follow. He went up and knocked at the front screen door. The old woman came to the door and didn’t seem to remember Jason as part of a work crew from school that had been there before. He asked her if we could use her phone to call for a tow truck, that his van had stalled out. She invited us in and told us to have a seat and handed us a cordless phone. Jason dialed the phone and I heard him ask for a tow truck and then lay the phone down. The old woman asked if we were going to get help right away. Jason told her the tow truck would be about an hour or so. She then asked if we would have some supper with her. She was having some fried chicken. Jason told her he would be honored to share her dinner. She excused herself, saying she would be back after putting the rolls in the oven and for us to just get comfy. As soon as she went to the kitchen, Jason told me to get undressed but keep my dress handy. It was an old pull over knit dress and I just pulled it off and lay it over the arm of the couch. Jason had been wearing a pair of shorts and slipped out of them. He climbed on top of me on the old couch and began fucking me as if we were alone. In only a few minutes, the old woman came out of the kitchen and stood in the doorway, a look of disbelief on her face. At first she acted like she was going to hit us or something, then just stood and watched until Jason unloaded inside me. We got up and grabbed our clothes and ran to the van. As we ran to the van, a car driven by some old man drove by. He almost wrecked, watching two naked people running through a yard. Jason started it up and off we roared in a cloud of dust. Both of us were still naked and laughing our heads off as we went out of sight. That night was a terrific night in bed at home as we relived the day’s events. We could just picture that old lady dropping her drawers and working herself off!

 

Of course on of my favorites was to go for a ride in our old van and pass truckers while I was stark naked. We would then tease the driver by talking to him on the CB radio. We used to go to the strip malls in one town after closing and fuck in the doorways where they were set back We still do that and flash shoppers in the malls.

 

Jason was always fooling around with the van and working on it. I wasn’t too surprised when he brought home an older van with blackout windows and said he was going to fix it up for our nude runs. He painted it out in the barn and cleared out an old shed to keep it in. he was always careful to keep it out of sight when we weren’t using it. It was white after he painted it and looked like a hundred others.

 

One weekend, we drove to a mall in a town a good ways from home and went cruising inside to find a place for me to sit on the benches and flash men. I had a thin knit dress on and nothing else. Jason went up to the food court area and told me to stay put and be ready. A little while later, he came back with a kid about the age we were when we met. Jason and this kid sat across from me. He gave me a pre arranged signal and I began slowly crossing my legs, giving him a good view of me. He nudged the boy and told him to watch me. I recrossed my leg slowly, letting the boy get his eyes full. He leaned over and talked to the kid for a minute and then gave me the sign to head for the van. I got up and walked over to where Jason and the boy were sitting and leaned down to kiss Jason, letting the front of my dress fall forward enough to give the kid a view of my boobs. I then turned and walked towards the door with them following close behind. I went to the van and opened the side door and stepped in, closing the door. Jason came up and looked around to make sure no one was watching and opened the door, motioning for the kid to get in. He did and Jason shut the door, climbing back to the back. He told me the boy had never seen a naked girl. Reaching down and lifting the dress over my head, I let him see my entire body. His eyes grew to the size of saucers. I put his hand on a breast and then down to my pussy. He was flabbergasted by the sight and feel of a female body. I told him it was his turn to get naked. He started to protest but I reminded him that he had seen me, now it was his turn to show. He unbuckled his jeans and let them fall, then pulled down his undershorts. He was already hard so I put my hand around his dick. I lay back and spread wide, telling him to put his dick inside me. He stuttered and looked back at Jason. Jason told him to go for it. The boy clumsily aimed his dick at my pussy and rubbed it against me. I grabbed his hips and pulled him towards me. His little dick slid right in my wet slit. A few quick strokes and he groaned as he came inside me. I wasn’t able to get off in that short time but I put on an act, telling him he was great and that I had come. I sat up and looked at him. He was still semi hard so I bent down and quickly sucked him off. As soon as he dressed and got out of the van, we drove off and headed for home. I stayed naked in the back and finished myself off with my fingers as Jason hurried home. We put the van inside the shed and closed the doors. Then walked to the house, both naked and laughing. He asked me how it felt to be fucked by a school kid again. We stayed clear of that area for a while. Jason had listened to the police scanner in the van to see if anything was said, but there was not a word.

 

Our favorite was and still is fucking out in the woods. There is something exciting to being naked and fucking while you can hear the birds and squirrels in the trees and watch rabbits and other small game playing near you. Often, when we are doing this, our clothes are back at the house and we would have no way covering up if someone were to be out walking and stumble on to us. In our quest for the ultimate fuck we tried a few other things. We have dropped to the grass in the back yard and fucked in heavy down pouring rains.

 

One of the best times we had, knowing we were seen by many was one summer when we were out driving. Jason was on a small road that ran along a ridge overlooking the interstate. He turned the van into a small dirt road and through a row of trees. He stopped and told me to look at this place he had found to play. I looked forward and saw that we were at the edge of a mowed field overlooking the Interstate highway. You could see cars whizzing by on their way to who knows where. He backed the van to a spot where the bushes and trees hid it from being seen from the highway, or the road we had just turned off of. He reached behind the seat and grabbed a blanket and told me to follow. We walked several yards into the clear field and spread out the blanket. He then told me to go to the van with him and take off our clothes. He picked up his portable police scanner and walked with me to the blanket. We lay there on that blanket fucking like crazy as the cars drove by below. The could see us and a few even stopped to watch but were unable to get near us because of the fence along the highway. Looking across the field and seeing people watching us fuck was a big turn on. There weren’t as many cell phones then and it was quite a while before we worried about a cop catching us. Again, I had my blonde wig on and Jason wore a false beard and mustache. This was a smart move on his part, because several people had cameras and were taking pictures and one even had a home movie camera. We even obliged by standing and waving to the crowd after Jason had come in me. We then calmly picked up our blanket and, with a final wave, disappeared from view and drove off before we could be caught by police. This was so different than nudist camp, because we were fucking in front of people that didn’t expect it.

 

We still, to this day go out as before and have some great sex in public places.

I will tell more stories if this one is good enough

Holding my hand and looking as pretty and desirable as all Hell, we walked the couple of blocks to the park’s entrance. Despite the warmth, the paths were still strewn with fallen leaves and the trees awaiting their Springtime renaissance. A couple of young boys on bicycles crossed the path just ahead of us. Judging by the look the elder of the two gave Jenna, it didn’t need a clinical psychologist to figure out what he was thinking. Areas of his anatomy I feel sure, were reacting much as nature intended. Taking stock of the bed of soft brown leaves just across the way, I was having trouble dismissing a few somewhat lurid fantasies myself.

Just two minutes later we were stopped in our tracks by a familiar voice.

"Hey, Noel…Jenna…… wait up!"

Turning around, no less a duo than Connor and Jerry were hotfooting it in our direction.

"You two don’t look much like nature lovers," I said, "What are you doing here?"

"Just driving past the entrance gates," replied Connor, inclining his head back down the path. "We saw you and Jenna heading-up this way."

"Yeah, well don’t get any ideas Connor," I muttered. "We’re not rejoining the fold – just in case you were wondering."

"Nah, its fine," Jer put in. "Mind if we just walk with you for a while? Nice and relaxing in here isn’t it?" he exchanged glances with Connor, the meaning of which weren’t immediately obvious.

I could hardly fail to notice Connor’s eyes as they alighted momentarily on Jenna’s hot little rear end as she leaned over to brush a couple of leaves off her shoe. Hardly in a position to judge any such action myself anyway, having been glancing at that same prominent set of curves at every opportunity. Seeing her breasts jiggle slightly as she dislodged the leaves was something less than a hardship also.

"You look very pretty Jenna," said Jer, his words carrying a meaning far beyond their immediate implication. The hot little smile she tossed him was a bonus! Even though she was now sixteen, girlishness had yet to be replaced with womanhood and hallelujah for that!

We had come now to the kid’s playground, completely deserted but for an older couple crossing the far side of the grassy knoll just behind the swings. I remembered back to the hours I had spent pushing the four of them in tandem when they were yet to hit double figures, in hot summers past.

"Want a swing Jen?" I asked her. "Let’s see how high you can go these days?"

"Oh sure dad," she replied. "In this skirt – you could see my panties."

"Well don’t mind us," Connor quipped, "I think we’ve seen more than that before." He actually got a blush out of her.

"Well keep your legs together sweetie," I suggested. "Just a quick swing….Jer can give you a push."

I never thought she’d do it.

Nestling her bottom on the small wooden seat, it was indeed a privileged view momentarily. She gave a little gasp of girlish tease as a flash of white undies lit up the retinas of Connor and myself. Jerry was sharing an equally good aspect however, standing directly behind her, his hands on her hips as he pushed her higher. With each successive push it was obvious he was making contact far lower than was necessary and at the point Jenna giggled and turning, said "That’s enough I think, I can do it myself now," his hands were fully encasing her butt with each push.

Despite the down-draught of each swing, which caused the hem of her skirt to flare out, so tight did she keep her legs together and by continuously holding her skirt down with one hand, we were denied the view we all cherished. Even Jer had walked around to the front in the expectation I’d imagine of seeing right up her tight skirt.

"Such a spoilsport," he muttered, as Jenna slowed to a halt, after which she alighted from the swing and stood there, smoothing the denim down over her hips. I had this sneaking suspicion the exhibitionist in my daughter had yet to run its course. I so hoped I was right.

"Hey Jenna," Connor called out, "Come and park yourself down this-a-way on the slippery dip here." He patted the shiny plastic at the base of the slide. "Let me take a couple of pictures of you…if that’s OK with your dad?" He looked across at me.

I just shrugged…didn’t bother me.

Jenna flashed one of those devastating smiles she can produce on cue and sat her curvy little rear down on the slide while the three of us watched. Connor took out his camera phone and moved in closer.

Looking around momentarily he opted for the naughty approach. "Look, there’s no-one around sweetheart," he said to her, "Just give us a flash of those cute little undies – just once huh?"

With but a second’s hesitation, glancing first at me, Jenna wriggled her hips fractionally which had the effect of causing the skirt to inch up her thighs. Parting her legs just slightly, completed the tease, as the clear triangle of her white cotton undies was openly displayed. Connor took way more than one picture if the truth be known. What this was doing to me best not be admitted, but my resolve lets say, was decidedly on the wane. Parts of Jerry’s anatomy I have reason to believe, were anything but!

"God, that is so sexy Jenna," Connor muttered and glancing around once more to confirm the group’s continuing solitude, added in little more than a whisper, "C’mon, lets see all of them sweetie. Make your Uncle Connor a happy man"

My mouth was drying up rapidly as Jenna, evidently willing to "play," rocked back on her bottom, tugging her skirt right up to her hips and exposing her panties in totality. The effect was cruelly heightened by her parting her legs wide, now allowing us all the luxury of seeing that amazingly feminine indentation for its full depth. I knew she was enjoying this. What girl doesn’t like to be the center of attention, even allowing for being in the company of three irascible old deviates like ourselves?

"Now that’s all," she said, tugging her skirt down once more and sitting demurely on the end of the slide, hands in her lap. Connor almost dropped his cellphone in shock.

"You can’t leave us like this Jenna," Jerry pleaded. I don’t think he even realised his hand was idly caressing something it shouldn’t be. Jenna realised. She giggled and looking directly at his groin area, smiled sweetly.

"Can’t trust you two," she replied, glancing then across at me…."you three, I mean."

I was hurt!

"I didn’t start this Jen," I told her…"Don’t be blaming me."

"C’mon dad," she teased, "You didn’t stop it either!"

She had a point there.

"Look sweetheart," Connor was cajoling pitifully, "There’s no audience. How about you just give us a quick look at those sexy little tits you’ve got hiding under that top?…just to remind us of what we’ve missed all these months. We really have missed you Jenna…incredibly."

It was the most emotionally charged statement I ever heard Connor make. Might have brought a lump to my throat had not one already been forming elsewhere.

"Nooooo," she replied softly, folding her arms across her chest in an unconscious show of girlish innocence. "I’m not going to expose myself in a public park."

"Well come home with us then," said Jer, quick as a flash. Had to pay that one.

To be honest, the image of Jenna getting stripped - even down to just her undies – right there in that playground, especially with the potential to be caught out, was playing havoc with my sense of acceptable social etiquette.

Connor had moved over meanwhile to where she was sitting. As she looked up at him almost inquisitively, he lowered his hand and cupping her left breast smiled at her.

"Sexy as ever Jenna. Look around, there’s no one in sight sweetie – just a quick flash for us?" He looked up at me, "You don’t mind do you dad?"

"Jenna’s call," I answered him.

I couldn’t believe what I was saying. Not yet five months since we had all agreed to take ourselves completely out of the loop at Harpers and having totally ceased any and all inter-family by-play, here I was now acquiescing to Jenna’s imminent sexual re-exploitation. Talk about "Just one more for the road."

Glancing around, and also back down the pathway along which we had just strolled, Jenna did what she does best – she giggled. Then with the most sensual of hand movements she took a hold of her top and pulled it up quickly. Hooking her fingers en route, beneath what must have been the skimpiest little bra in her underwear drawer, she tugged both articles up to collar-bone level.

I hadn’t realised what even a few months of teenage development could achieve. Rounded and filled-out now to unprecedented levels of desirable young femininity, her beautiful breasts shook momentarily as they were freed-up in the warm early-afternoon sun.

"God Jenna," muttered Jerry. "You are just so lovely."

Indeed, looking at those lightly tanned slim legs as they disappeared up beneath the denim – short enough that Jerry and I at least, could clearly see her panties once more. Her wonderfully flared hips and the concavity of her abdominal area as it curved up towards her upper chest – "lovely" seemed a sadly inapt word for what we were seeing.

Wholly exposed for the ultimately short time that she was, Jenna sat there proud and smiling prettily. Connor could hardly be blamed for dropping to his knees, leaning forwards and suckling her left breast as she looked down at him with seeming fascination. I saw her eyes close momentarily as he drew down on her nipple and the softest of sighs was audible. One hand cupping her other breast now, he sucked her right nipple. Barely ten seconds would have elapsed before she tugged the material back down and the magic was hidden from us.

No one spoke. There was nothing to say – least nothing that could adequately address how we were all feeling.

I knew even then that there was no way Jenna would be leaving that play area without at least one of them fucking her. I think she would have known it too…..wanted it most likely!

I watched as one suffering temporary paralysis, as Jerry moved over to join Connor – a man either side of her now. She put up but the most token of resistance as they laid her back on that slide, legs draping off the end of it at the knees. Connor bent over and began kissing those hot, lightly glossed lips, his hands starting now to fondle her barely-covered breasts. Jerry was taking the southern flank and pushing her skirt even higher than it had naturally slid already. Those tempting white panties were almost completely exposed now as she wriggled beneath her assailants’ ministrations. Jerry joined his friend in openly caressing and abusing the young girl’s breasts. I knew just how hot this must be making her, given the several months sexual abstinence especially. I watched, as with his right hand he began then to rub the outside of her panties at precisely the point her clitoral fold would have been located. Between Connor’s kisses she was beginning to moan slightly.

There was still no-one around, yet seeing what was happening right here in broad daylight was hotter than anything I had ever experienced at any of the parties. Watching my youngest daughter being sexually molested in public pretty much, could only be described as the ultimate turn-on.

Grabbing her around the waist, Connor pulled Jenna down until her hips were right at the very end of the slippery-dip, Jerry’s hand still up between her now freely spread legs, rubbing her pussy through the thin cotton material with unfettered glee.

At the point Connor muttered "Take her panties off Jer," Jenna tried to sit up.

"Nooo, not here…please," she protested between kisses, making a grab for them with her free hand as Jerry tugged them down marginally, displaying the first dark wisps of some obvious re-growth.

The problem was solved with a minimum of fuss. Jer moved himself to a vantage point between her well spaced-apart legs, whilst Connor somewhat indelicately took a hold of her panties at their narrowest point and simply tugged them to one side. Her moist and intriguing little ingress, framed once more by her natural dark curls was displayed in all its youthful glory to the three of us – my having to move up and to one side to compensate for Jerry’s torso blocking my earlier view of proceedings.

There was nothing reticent or even vaguely restrained about what followed. Extricating what must have been as solid an erection as ever Jerry had managed, he placed his penile head right at the entrance to her fully exposed slit and just pushed right inside her. I heard her gasp but this was stifled by further kisses from Connor who had set himself the highly pleasant task of working her shapely little breasts free once more from her top. These he was now rubbing and fondling rather lewdly. I could hardly fail to notice how incredibly erect her nipples were also, in response to what was being done to her.

With Jerry basically raping her with unhinged abandon I doubt Jenna noticed or even cared what Connor was doing. Certainly no one had to encourage her to spread her legs wider – she was overseeing that little requirement all by herself. Connor even was able to let go of her panties completely. So spread was she at that juncture, her pussy remained fully visible and Jerry able to drive his erection up into her at will.

Watching her being so forcefully taken, her skirt pushed up around her hips, yet still in her school knickers, was one of the hotter sights that life has to offer.

It was over in record time. Jerry, obviously gripped by orgasmic forces beyond his control, held Jenna tightly around the hips and for what seemed like ten seconds or so pumped everything he had and more up inside her. Judging by her own upward pelvic thrustings, Jenna herself was little more than a committed female on heat.

As Jerry withdrew from her inner sanctum, breathing irregularly but flushed obviously with post coital pleasure, a torrent of milky-whiteness leaked out and ran visibly down the inside of Jenna’s thigh. Connor even, appeared awed by the sight and stood back looking down at my daughter as she lay there gasping for breath, one hand idly caressing her left breast. It really wasn’t a moment for conversation.

In all the sessions I had ever witnessed during the Harper period, nothing approached the erotic sensuality of what I had just observed. The ultimate intimacy being transacted in so public a place. Once more I glanced around, simply to reassure myself we were all in no immediate danger of unwanted disclosure.

Speaking of disclosure, Jenna appeared to be in no hurry to close up those increasingly sticky thighs, which may have accounted for Connor’s decision to take up the slack left by Jerry’s vacating the starting block.

Manouvering himself between her legs and having taken out his own vitally interested erection, he leaned down and whispered something to Jenna I could not hear. Her swift reaction of a giggly "Nooooo" would suggest an initial reluctance to comply. With Jerry’s prompting and further persuasion however, I could but stare as they got her to turn completely over and straddle the very end of the slide, bending over in such a way as to suggest she was about to be soundly spanked.

With her curvy little rear-end displayed to the max now, and with Jerry, after glancing around nervously to ensure their continued privacy, beginning to grope her breasts freely – an activity unfortunately quite obscured, by virtue of her back being to us, Connor parted her legs again while with his free hand he was obviously pulling her panties aside once more.

Jenna gave the loudest of gasps as he penetrated her. Her legs appeared to buckle momentarily but by supporting herself with both hands grasping the edge of the slide, she was able to maintain the status quo. Holding her hips tightly, Connor spared no energy in his quest for seminal finality. Thrusting up hard into her, his labored breathing was matched by Jenna’s cries of passion. I actually walked around in front of the tableau and the view I have to report – Connor fucking her tail lights out and Jerry rubbing and pulling on her fully exposed breasts - was not exactly a visual hardship.

Jenna was in extremis. Public place or not, nothing could have eased her fully wanton pleasures at that moment short of a high-pressure water-cannon. At the moment Connor shot his bolt…..the analogy with the water cannon was not that far off the mark.

"For God’s sake Jenna," Connor was muttering between his respiratory distress. "You are so the hottest little tease on the planet." There was no-one up for an argument there.

As Jenna slid to a sitting position on the edge of the grass, right alongside the slippery-dip, she tugged her skirt and top back down. Her hair was a mess! The three of us sat around her in a near semi-circle. As she raised her eyes to me, questioning……..I just shook my head.

"Don’t even think about it Jenna." I said. "Of course I want to…."want" is a slight understatement sweetheart…but we made a decision. I have to stick with it."

"Are you sure dad?" she pouted, parting her legs sufficiently to show me the foolhardiness of my attempt to take so high a moral standpoint.

"C’mon Noel," Jerry piped up. "You knocking back your own daughter’s charms. Never thought I’d live to see it!"

Connor put his arm around her waist and whispered something to her softly. Next instant Jenna was letting him kiss her passionately again, quite as if there were no tomorrow. This ‘walk-in-the-park’ idea had definitely been ill-timed I was thinking.

Connor’s wandering hands were once again on the move. I watched bemused, as he began once more pushing that short little skirt towards its northern horizons. At the point Jerry’s hand began inching its way up between her legs also, she gave a little yelp of surprise (and encouragement) as they both continued dexterously exploring her most intimate bodily attractions.

I definitely wasn’t needed to come-on as a substitute - not the way this game was panning out.

On her back and giggling uncontrollably, both men were kissing Jenna in turn while teasing her motor-sensory freeway from nipple to vulva. She was fully hotwired. One could only describe the paedophilic scenario as "deliciously decadent."

In hindsight I suppose it had been the "piece-de-resistance" all three of us were thinking about but not admitting to. The thrill of stripping Jenna in public. Whilst I could never have brought myself to do this to her – I certainly wasn’t averse to seeing someone else do it.

With both shoes already gone, there was no lower impediment to their pulling her panties right down. With a hand each either side beneath the elastic, it was the work of but two seconds to tug those sexy little cotton briefs down to her ankles. Jer oversaw their removal while Jenna gasped and spluttered. "God, not my panties guys!"

She tried desperately to cover her now fully exposed triangle of dark curls – which given her wriggling and general struggles, was causing even more semen to run out of her delightfully sexy little cleft.

"Hold her waist Jer," Connor instructed, and on the instant this was accomplished, he yanked her "Foxy Princess" top right off, leaving her squirming on her back clad only in that skimpy bra and with her skirt bunched up around her waist. The view up between her legs was murder.

"Dad…Dad," she pleaded. "Please don’t let them strip me – not out here! That is soo embarrassing"

 

During her first set, Fantasia did the usual dance routine, taking off the bikini top on the first song, peeling away the G-string on the second song, and finishing the set completely nude, showing off her smoothly shaved, soft and tender pussy lips for all to see. She did not have much in way of tits, being so slender, but some of her other attributes more than made up for the lack of breast play.

 

I approached her on the second song, just after the G-string had been tossed aside, and stood at the end of the stage, giving her a sly smirk and a raise of the eyebrows, trying to send her a very subtle message that I really enjoyed what was before me, and would like to enjoy it a bit more when the music was done. After slipping her a five-dollar bill, Fantasia squatted down, put her arms around my neck, leaned forward and whispered into my ear, “I’ll be down to see you in a minute, and after my next set we’ll go have a bit of fun!”

 

Shortly, she came out of the dressing room, fully clothed in a sexy black bikini top with matching bottom, and the sexiest pair of black high heeled dancing shoes I have ever seen. These were the kind that had the strap that went around the calf several times, ending just below the knee. God, did that give me a nice feeling down below as she sauntered over towards me and sat down.

 

She crossed her long, slender, olive-skinned legs, and placed her hand on my leg, very close to my crotch. She started rubbing and caressing my leg, ever so slowly moving upwards towards the happy pole. I, in turn, placed my hand between her crossed legs, as near to her love spot as I could get, and began to probe and stroke very gently. She responded by uncrossing her legs, grabbing my hand, and placing it inside her bikini bottom, pressing it against her pussy.

 

We played like this for several minutes before I told her to stop for a little while, as it was getting very close to a messy finish, and I wanted to save that for later on. She grinned at me and told me that I would not be disappointed. We each ordered a glass of wine, drank it, and shot the breeze for the next half hour or so. The DJ then called her name; she leaned over, kissed me, and said this would be her last set of the night, and afterwards we could have a little fun.

 

“You’re gonna like my finale on stage,” she said. I asked her, “what do you mean?’ to which she replied, “just watch. You’ll see.”

The first two songs went as usual, but then on song number three, she pulls out a book of matches, lights one, and sticks it on her nipple. Then she puts another lighted match on the other nipple. I am thinking to myself, “this is un-fucking believable!! She just set her tits on fire!!” The best was yet to come, though.

 

By this time, several guys had surrounded the stage to not only get a closer view of things, but to drop dollar bills all over the stage floor. They were going ape shit over this act. I took my place at the edge of the stage, and she looked at me and said, “watch this, baby!” With that, she took a match, lit it, and slid it into her pussy lips, flame extended outward. She leaned back on the stage, held her hips high in the air, smiled, and said, “ok guys! The pussy’s on fire!! Somebody put it out!!”

 

With that, all the guys leaned over and blew on the match to blow it out. She then said, “I hope all of you made a wish when you did that, because somebody’s wish is going to come true in about five minutes.”

 

I knew she meant me, but I didn’t let on. I just went and sat back down. She came out of the dressing room and came over to me, grabbed me by the hand and said, “Let’s go baby!! I want you to fuck me while the pussy is still warm!!” We proceeded back to the corner of the bar, where it was very dark and secluded. We sat down on the couch, and she pulled one of the chairs over in front of us to seclude the area a little bit more.

 

She didn’t even wait for the song to finish playing. She took off her outfit, sat down in my lap, facing away from me and began to grind. “Come on sweetie. Gotta get this thing hard, because you are going fuck the shit out of me,” she said.

 

I told her, “Oh don’t worry. It’s getting nice and hard sweetheart. Oh yeah, one thing though. I haven’t fucked a girl, or even jacked off in about a week or so, so don’t be surprised if this don’t take too long.”

 

As I told her that, she leaned back, put her arms around my neck and told me to just make sure that I stay inside long enough for her to get hers too, because she was really horny. “When I put the match in my cunt, it gets really warm, and that turns me on. I always get a guy to fuck me after that because otherwise, I have to use my vibrator in the back dressing room, and it’s just not the same as a real dick, so fuck me good,” she said.

 

I unzipped, pulled out my rock hard dick, slipped a Trojan over it, and she sat back down. As she slid her warm, moist cunt down onto my shaft, the feeling of ecstasy and sheer pleasure overcame me almost immediately. I grabbed her pigtails ever so gently and tugged on them just a little bit. She responded by leaning her head back for me to get a better grip on them. I told her, “Damn! With your hair in pigtails you remind me of a little school girl, sweetie.”

 

“Guess what,” she said. “Right now, I want to be your little girl, and I want you fuck your little girl and shoot a wad of cum into my little pussy. Will you do that for me, Mister,” she asked.

 

“Oh sweetheart, that’s definitely what I am going to do, because I will do anything my little girl wants me to do for her,” I said. As I told her this, she started humping my dick even faster, bouncing up and down in a rhythm that accompanied the hip-hop song being played by the DJ. I felt a load building up, and I knew that in a few seconds, I would be shooting a hot wad of sperm into her cunt that would probably fill the condom to capacity, since it had been over a week since I had jacked off. I hadn’t even fucked a girl in over two weeks, so it was going to be a geyser.

 

Sure enough, it was about time to erupt, so I told her, “get ready sweetie, because here it comes!” With that, I thrust my hips hard into hers, and she responded by tightening her pussy muscles, clamping down around my love stick, and pressing in against my lap.

 

After I had shot the largest load of cum that I had shot in several months, I suddenly felt something warm and sticky. “Oops! I forgot to tell you Mister, your little girl here, well she’s a squirter. Sorry about that, but oooh, did it feel good to have your cum shot up into me,” she said.

 

I told her, “don’t worry about it. That’s why they make stain remover and color safe bleach, my love.” With that, I kissed her on the cheek, tucked everything back in neatly, and went home to dream about matches, flames, and the erotic things that could be done with such stuff.

We reached the park; I grabbed her hand and pulled her in. I’ll give it to her she didn’t hesitate, she wanted my cock, that was for sure. We were walking a good 10 minutes when I spotted a nice wooded area I could get her down in. I pulled her towards the spot and she let herself be led. I got her up against a tree, started kissing her, feeling her body. I pulled down on her strapless dress. She put her hand to protest but I whispered in her ear “I want to see your fabulous tits, honey” and that’s all it took, down came her dress, her melons popped out and I fondled them mercilessly. I had this bitch worked.

I worked her dress up her waist barely a protest as I slipped my fingers inside the crotch of her panties. She was dripping wet and wanting it. I wasted no time, eased out my cock pulled her legs up around my waist and slid it in her right there. I was fucking her hard for a while, and just wanted to shoot my load. But every time I saw her face I’d lose a bit of excitement. So I pulled out and turned her around, pressing her against the tree, she let out a complaint when her tits scraped the rough bark, I didn’t give a shit.
I reached down and pulled her panties to the side again, and they ripped. “Hey!” she tried to say but I had already slid my cock back up into her sopping fuck hole. As I was fucking her I noticed, two boys, probably no more than 16 watching us from a few trees over. Ha those little shits enjoying the show… I was young once too so I really started pounding her hard, reaching in front and grabbing her tits. She wasn’t complaining much either as I drilled her sloppy cunt. I finished pulling out of her and letting my cum shoot all over her ass. I turned away to zip up and she was bitching about me cumming on her ass and ripping her panties. I gave her a charming smile and picked up her torn panties to wipe off her ass. She still seemed PO’d at me but she was coming around. I smiled more at her and told her she was beautiful. I grabbed her and hugged her close, gave her some bullshit story about soul mates. It’s what she wanted to hear, I knew from the months of chatting her up online. I know how to work women. I guided her through some more woods; well aware the boys were still spying on us. My mind was going, I wanted more from this bitch, and I wanted to treat those boys to a show. We came to a clearing; we must have reached the center of the park where they had a nice little duck pond. I took off my jacket and laid it down for her to sit on it. We talked for a while. I took out some blow I had and offered it to her, she didn’t really want to but I urged her to. I thought I might need this nice little mix, and turns out I did tonight. I was sure not to have any myself this time, you see because I mixed in a little bit of crushed up magic, gets some girls relaxed, they way I like them. We sat there a bit longer, me holding her close. The night was warm. The park was dark. I felt her slumping against me and asked her if she was okay. She just gave me a drowsy smile. I got instantly hard. I lay her back and started playing with her pussy. She spread her legs for me that whore. Again I pulled her dress up to her waist and exposed her tits. I climbed on top and pushed my dick into her wet pussy. She was loopy, but not out as I rode her hard.  I slipped it out and poised at her asshole. She barely objected as I slid it in her ass. She started to cry out as I pushed deeper into her I told her to shut up, and she did. I pulled her legs up and spread them wide, lifted her ass up as I slid my cock deep in her ass. I motioned to the boys at the edge of the woods to come closer. They didn’t move. I looked down at my date and she seemed very out of it so I called out to them “Come on over if you want a good look”
And slowly they did, both boys stiff ones in their pants came over. “This bitch is ripe boys, you like watching?” Both nodded. “I wouldn’t object if you wanted to jerk off” I said. I’m not gay but I don’t mind some company. I kept fucking her ass. Both boys whipped out their cocks, and started stroking them. I said to the closest boy, “go ahead stick it in her mouth, my girlfriend likes it” he looked a bit unsure but I reassured him.
He knelt down and stuck it on her lips. “Don’t be shy, she’s faking it, she wants to pretend” I said. So he reached down with one hand and pushed her mouth onto his cock. It wasn’t long until he was full on mouth fucking her. “Hey, mister” said the second boy.
I smiled up at him. “Sorry kid, you ever fuck ass before” he shook his head no.
I pulled out and moved aside “Go for it” I motioned to her stretched ass, and this kid didn’t hesitate, he was between her legs with his cock up in her ass before I could say boo. Neither boy lasted too long and shot their loads in her ass and mouth. They thanked me, well both of us and scurried off. I hadn’t cum yet so I climbed back between her legs, and fucked her in her pussy, shooting my load in her this time. I got myself back together, and managed to get my jacket from underneath her. I should have taken her back to her car but she was out cold, didn’t want someone to see me. So, I just left her there half undressed, each hole dripping with cum. Stupid bitch, who meets people off the Internet anyhow? When I got home I uploaded the cell phone pics I took to my newsgroup.
Then made sure to block her email and instant messenger. She was going to be pissed
When she woke up. Haaa haaa.

  around 1:00 mud points out this chic on the dance floor, she is bout 5'6",140,nice perky rack, and her shape is almost out of a zz topp song (36" 22" 36"). after watching her shake her lucious booty alone for the rest of the song, she comes to the bar, luckily right next to me. i say hi, to break the ice, and bought her a drink.

we sat and talked for a few hours. i learned that she was just looking for friends. so (for the first time) i did not try to work her. she had lemonade only while i proceded to get fairly ripped on budweiser and tequilla without chaser. when the club closed, i offered to buy her breakfast if she would drive me to my car aftwards. she accepted, and we went to this greasy spoon down the road. not many places to eat in the middle of nowhere at 3:00 am. we ate like it was our last time, and talked for a while. the entire time i never came onto her at all. we were getting a little tired so she drove me back to my van in the club parking lot.

  when we arrived i was still really sloshed. planning on sleeping in my van alone i turned to her to say goodnight, when i noticed somehow she was no longer wearing her pants. i must have dosed off to have missed that (they were exxxtreamly tight). she was stroking her toatally bald pussy and starting to breath heavy. myself in a moment of suprise almost blanked untill she grabbed my hand and slid it down to her crotch. i started to speak, when she said "i like it very forcefull. dont talk, just fuck like you are rapeing me"

  i had heard about freaky chics like this before. and instantly, with one hand full of hair and her throat in the other drug her out of the passenger door to behind the bushes. she fought like her life depended on it. she was kicking and screaming as i pinned her down on the ground face first. i ripped her shirt off and used it to gag her, then her bra to tie her hands behind her back. i then rolled her over as she kicked me right in the jaw. looking at her in shock i heard her muffled voice mutter "rough you pussy". it was on!

now i knew wat the game was

  i wasted no time taking back control by force, dodging her next kick and using it to my advantage.  i grabbed her leg as i stood violently stepping on her other as i removed my belt.  she put up a hard fight as i fumbled to get it around her ankle. again she mumble  " you pussy" moving her legg to the side i bitch slapped the hell out of her. she then laughed and muttered dont hold back you bitch, and kicked harder.  before i could stop i slugged her right in the eye. knocked her out cold for about 45 seconds, justlong enough to have her hogtied.

   the first sound she made when she came to was "yes baby dont hold back choke me" ignoring her i drug her to the side of my van across the gravel lot, every few steps slapping her ass and head. i opened the door and threw her in so hard, she hit her head on the other side and lost conciousness again.  seizing the opportunity, she woke as i forced all 10" inside her cunt fast and hard. she squeeled and bucked as i grabbed a piece of rope and worked it around her neck. she broke her leggs loose but to no help as by that time i was fucking and chocking her with all i had.

   she came to and came all at the same time. her pussy clinched so hard i thought it bit my dick off. when it relaxed i felt her juices run out around my fast thrusting cock quickly traveling across the floor to my feet.

  after repeating this chain of events for almost an hour, i let my jizz fly. i felt my cock pulse at least 30 times as she muttered "not in there pull it out it burns" her voice said one thing, but her pussy said "give it all and more"

  between exausted and still drunk i passed out right on top of her.

the next morning when i woke she was lying next to me, still tied and gaged. i untied her, and offered to take her to breakfast again. she accepted.

  as we entered the same diner as earlier i had a busted lip dried blood on my face and her with a huge (rocky balboa) shiner dried blood on her nose and lip busted and limping bowlegged, we had a couple of cups of coffee.  she said with a smile and a twinkle in her eye "that was what i have been looking for. i really needed that"

  as i got her back to her car, she gave me a folded up piece of paper and told me to wait till she was gone to read it. with a kiss and a big smile she drove off.

  as soon as she was out of sight, i unfolded the page. inside was a key.  the note said simply "use your imagination. suprise me!" followed by an address.

             my first story.

                        all true no shit

I looked at Gina and asked, "What are you thinking about you cock sucking slut?"

She gave me a wink, stood up and walked over to the priests table and said something to him and sat down next to him. She shot me a wicked glance and whispered into the priests ear. It must have been juicy because he sat up straight and was about to say something when I saw Gina's hand snake under the table and grab his crotch. The priest stiffened up and removed her hand from his crotch, said something and went to the restroom.

Well Gina would not be denied, so she followed him a moment later. I followed her immediately into the men's room. I saw Gina go directly to the only closed stall and tried to open it. It was locked so she knocked.

"Knock, knock, knock," she said.

I could hear the bolt retract and Gina step into the stall with the priest. There was some mumbling and some rustling as they switched positions, Gina now seated on the toilet and the priest standing in front of her with his pants around his ankles. I had to see what was happening so I went into the next stall and peered over the top so I could watch Gina suck the priest off.

He had a huge cock, it must have been eleven inches long and as fat as a cucumber with large hairy balls hanging low just below the massive member. Gina's eyes lit up and she greedily grabbed the fat shaft and sucked the head of that monster into her mouth and moaned as she felt the cock grow in her mouth and hand. She immediately grabbed her own crotch and groaned as she touched her pussy. I knew she had already cum.

The monster cock disappeared into her mouth and down her throat asthough it were a finger. The priest closed his eyes and his fists tightened as Gina sucked and fucked her throat with his cock. He must not have been getting any because I heard him say he was going to cum and tried to push her head away from his swelling member. Gina grabbed his ass with both hands and wouldn't let go. The priest moaned and talked to God for a second and then blasted a heavenly load into her throat and mouth. His cum more than filled her mouth and she couldn't swallow fast enough to catch all of his pent up cum.

Long strands of gooey white sperm escaped the sides of her mouth and gracefully fell onto her blouse.

She kept sucking and stroking the cock until it was fully hard again and didn't stop until she had released another monster load from the monster cock. The priest shook and his legs grew weak and he pressed his body against the walls of the stall for support, all the time repeating the words, "Oh God, Oh God . . . "

Gina licked up any remaining cum off of his cock and stood up facing the sexually relieved priest.

"Thanks," she said and kissed his cheek. "So, where can a girl go for confession around here?" she asked petting his half hard cock with her finger.

"Down the street at St. George's. I give confession from 2pm to 4pm everyday except Sundays," he said smiling down at Gina. "You should come by sometime and we can. . .  talk further, my child."

"Mmmmm, I look forward to it. You don't mind if I brting a friend do you?" she asked looking up at me staring over the stall partition. The priest turned around  to see my smiling face.

"Not at all. The more the merrier," he said and winked at me. Shit, he wanted to suck my cock I bet. I wasn't too sure about that, but I loved to watch Gina work.

I looked at Gina and said, "Why don't you come over here and give me a hand baby."

She left the priests stall and came into mine. My pants were on the floor and my cock straight and hard and ready for Gina's warm mouth and wicked tongue. She sat on the commode and inhaled my cock to the balls, flicking out her tongue to bathe my balls in her warm saliva at the same time. I thought I would blow my load right there. She withdrew sucking my my dick like a Hoover vacuum, trying to literally suck the cum out of my balls.

I saw the priest looking over the stall wall at Gina working and smiled at him. He winked at me and returned his gaze to Gina's mouth working its magic on my cock. I grunted and Gina grabbed the base of my rod hard and stroked and sucked the cum out of my balls. They erupted in a series of hard jets that flew straight down Gina's throat. There was nothing to clean up, she had swallowed every drop.

"Good girl," I said and stroked her hair. She stood up and kissed me deep. I could taste my own cum on her coated tongue, salty sweet. My cock jerked once and I put him away.

We left the men's room seperately from the priest and returned to our table and finished our lunch. The priest came out of the men's room and directly left the cafe, presumably for St. George's.

"I think he wants to suck my dick," I said to Gina.

"Mmmmm, I'd like to watch that," she said and licked her deep red lips. "I'd like to see you cum in his mouth and see if he could take the load."

My jaw dropped, but my cock twitched at the thought. I loved it when she talked like a horny slut. "Oh you would, would you," I said teasingingly.

"Oh yeah." she said.

We went to my apartment and we fucked for hours. I loved eating her pussy until she screamed for me to stop. Then I would eat a little more until her back arched and her breath stopped momentarily while her body shivered in orgasmic bliss. Her pussy juice was all over my face and coated my tongue. She kissed me licking up her own cum off of my face, sucking on my tongue wanting every tasty drop of she cum.

I fucked her once and then fucked her again as she thought she was going to get up, throwing her back on the bed holding her arms down while I pummeled her sopping wet pussy for all I was worth. Her pussy muscles were as strong as her throat muscles and milked my sore cock dry. I shot my wad deep inside her and fell to the side after I was spent. I laid there panting, my cock shrinking from all the activity.

Gina looked at me and said, "Tomorrow we go to confession."

Part 3 finds Gina at the glorious confessional

I guided her to the back seat of my car and took down my pants as soon as I closed the door. I held my rock hard seven inches in my hand and said, "Suck it, bitch."

She dove right for it and swallowed it to the hilt. I felt her throat constrict around the shaft of my cock and bob up and down, actually fucking her throat with my cock. I nearly popped right then and there. I thought of a toothless old lady blowing me kisses and almost lost my erection. She squeezed my balls in her left hand and kneaded them lovingly, coaxing as much cum out of them as she could.

She kept using my cock to fuck her throat when she finally came up for air. She gasped and took in large gulps of air, a string of drool falling from the corner of her mouth. She smiled and grasped my hardon in her hand and stroked its full length in a corkscrew motion that was driving me insane.

My cock disappeared into her mouth again as she stroked and sucked in an increasingly faster rhythm. Up, turn, down, suck. . .  She kept squeezing my balls all the while and I could hold back no longer.

She sensed I was ready and locked her lips around my cock and stroked and sucked and stroked until I could feel my load making its way into her mouth. I came so hard I thought she would gag on the power and volume of my sperm. She guzzled my cum down her throat like a greedy fucking dog and didn't stop until my cock was flacid from expelling about ten strong jets of cum into her throat.

She layed back and was gasping for breath, shivering as she had cum as well by giving me a blowjob. I knew I had to keep her around, and I did. She looked at me and said, "HI, I'm Gina. Nice to blow ya."

I laughed and took her back inside the bar for a few drinks before I took her into the bathroom for an encore. She was more than willing too, shoving me into an empty stall and dropping my pants before i had a chance to think. My cock was hard and in her warm mouth instantly. She flicked her tongue while sucking the head between those red blowjob lips. Around and around the head, then plunging my cock deep into her throat, again and again.

There was no hesitation, my balls blasted a load of salty sweet cum into her mouth and down her throat. She moaned and played with her pussy through her shorts. She had obviously cum again herself. She was the first woman I ever met that could orgasm while giving a guy head.

The door to the restroom squeaked open and I stiffened up. Gina stood up and looked me in the eye and asked, " Wanna watch me suck this guys cock?"

"What guy," I asked.

"Whoever's using the john. I don't care," she smiled and exited the stall and walked toward the unsuspecting drunk taking a piss.

I poked my head out of the stall and saw her squat down next to the guy taking a piss and reached out for his still pissing cock. She held it until he was done and stroked the last drops of piss from his dick and started to suck his cock. He wasn't real big, but had a huge set of balls and Gina caressed them like her personal play things.

It wasn't long before he came into her mouth, but she couldn't swallow all the cum from those big balls and let the excess fall out of the corners of her mouth. He shook and spasmed as he finished ejaculating in this gorgeous strangers mouth. Gina placed the quickly shrinking penis back into its place and zipped him up. Gently she patted his crotch and stood up in front of him.

"Thanks," she said and looked toward me. "Well, you gonna buy me a drink before you kiss me again or what?"

I smiled and said, "Sure thing, Gina." I held  the door open and she sauntered out gathering the attention from everyone close to the restroom. The men ogled and the women looked shocked with a hint of jealousy in their eyes. I took her hand and led her to the bar with the biggest shit eating grin on my face. I was going to have fun with her.

PART 2 - My Blowjob Queen
Gina and I have sex in the craziest places in the next installment of, 'My Blowjob Queen'.

Finally with my free hand I grab her neck and spin her around and force her to bend over the hood of her car. Now with her ass up in the air and her face forced down on her hood I shove my dick into her soping wet cunt. "AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH Fuck me hard you son of a bitch!!" she yells out as I bottom out and my balls slap her thighs.

"Oh Don't worry I will" I say as I start to ram my cock in and out of her pussy as her juices squish and continue to run down her legs. Damn this bitch loves it rough. I think to myself.

I am now pounding my rock hard cock in and out of her as fast as I can and she is still screaming ".....faster, harder, more, more, more. Fuck me you asshole."

At hearing this I pull out of her and grab her hair again forcing her to stand up and turn to face me. Her face is red from sliding around on the hood of the car as I pounded her snatch. and she has tears of joy running down her face. Once she is facing me she lays her head on my shoulder and bites my neck hard enough to draw blood. I let out a moan and pull her head away by her hair and say "Now you bitch get on your fucking knees and suck your juices off of my dick."

She slaps me in the face and says "Who the fuck are you to talk to me like that you get on your fucking knees and suck my juices out of my pussy and lick them off my legs."

"Yes ma'am"

I get on my knees and happily lap the sex juices from her thighs and lick up to her cunt as she bends backward over the hood again and lets out an "OOOOOOOOHHH yeah suck my clit muthafucker" Once again I gladly start licking on her swollen clit and suck it into my mouth. "YEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAA thats it suck it bitch"she demands getting louder and louder with every moment. then her body tightens and starts to shake and she squits all over my face and I do my best go swallow it all. what I miss I once again lick from her thighs.

"Ok bitch I have played the bitch long enough" I say standing to my feet and she instantly drops to her knees and sucks her dried juices from my dick making my cock wet again with her saliva as she lick up and down my shaft. I stand her back to her feet by her neck and bend her back over her hood onto her back and once again ram my cock into her waiting wet hungry pussy.

I start pounding her vag again harder and harder as she lets out a loud shriek of pleasure. The loudest yet. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh fuck, fuck, fuck, FUUUUUUUUUUUck meeeeeeeeeeee."

I pound her as hard as I can with my hand on her neck and she starts running her nails down my bare back. Suddenly my rod starts throbing my knees start to buckle and I shove into her as hard and deep as I can and start shooting my hot load into her cervix.

After the last shot of my load is let out I drop to my knees and lay down on my back in the parking lot and she slides down the hood of her car and lays on top of me as we are both now unable to stand because our legs are too wably.

"Ok now I have to go pick up my son" she says after we lay this way for about five minutes. she climbs to her feet and automatically lets out a gasp. I roll over onto my side and look up to realize that about seven people had now arrived for the next set of classes. Upon both of us seeing them they all start to cheer. I climb to my feet and we both get dressed and wave at the group and take a few bows before getting into our cars and smiling at each other. Then we both drive away.

I can't wait for next saturday.

Sorry it took me so long to finish the story.  

And funny, but the ones who gossip are the least likely to be able to understand how a rape could happen, and the most likely to fear something like that happening to them.  Then when they gossip, they start all sorts of ideas in other boy’s minds, like maybe they could have something like that happen and get away with it.  Like maybe the girl they’re all talking about would do it again.

At any rate, my MOTHER learned I was sexually active.  Never mind that it wasn’t my choice.  She hauled me to the doctor and I had to sit humiliated with my feet sprawled in the stirrups and they took “cultures” out of my vagina with swabs and wooden sticks and I vowed NEVER AGAIN.

But I liked boys.  Oh I liked the boys.  There was this one guy, later that summer, and I chased him when I finally got the guts to wear a two-piece swimsuit (with my 36C’s jutting all the way out to HERE).  We took Red Cross Lifesaving together.  He was already a lifeguard.  I was in advanced swimming.  He used to come to me under the water and hold my hand.  We’d swim side by side, under water.  Like mermaids.  I fell in love with him and wrote him passionate thoughts and poems until one day when he tried to have sex with me in the back of his car. He’d heard all sorts of things about me and how promiscuous I must be to have those rumors fly.  But in reality, I was trying to do the “born again” (at least by persistence and denial) virgin thing.  I told him “no, I musn’t.”  Of course I couldn’t.  I was trying to be a good girl.  But when he held me in his big, strong arms and kissed me with his tongue pressing into the back of my mouth and his erection pressing into my thigh, I was a good girl with a throbbing coming up through my loins and very, very wet panties.

It wasn’t long after the “no, I musn’t” that he told me he was serious about a girl his own age (he was eighteen) and he was going to marry her.  He gave me the “let’s be friends” hug, and told me that I should go out with his little brother who was my age (fourteen). 

So heartbroken, I gave his little brother a call.  A little brother was better than nothing.  Or was he?  The brother, Mark, was sweet.  A little too sweet.  I was more interested in the other brother, Ward, who had live crickets jumping around in his room because they’d run for their lives when he’d tried to feed them to the gecko.  I went over and watched the Gong Show with Mark.  We sat together on the couch with sweaty palms, giggling and making smart remarks about The Unknown Comic.  Then after Mark went to work and I was waiting for my ride home, Ward pulled me into the room with the crickets, and put me on the top bunk.  My heart was racing so fast, I decided I wasn’t going to be a good girl anymore.  I peeled off my pants and he put it in, and I closed my eyes and he rocked my world.  The wooden frame of the bunk bed whack! whack! whacked against the wall until his fingers gripped my upper arms.  I held my hands gingerly on his ass, wanting to push him deeper inside. Then it was all over too fast and there was the stickiness that he left on my crotch.

Wow!  This was my first time it was consensual.  There was chemistry, and it felt good!  He rolled over, wiped it off with a sock, and stumbled into the bathroom.  So much for romance.

I stopped seeing Mark not long after that.  I didn’t need to be messing with my “boyfriend’s” brother. Just seeing a glimpse of Ward would make me feel more alert, the sky seemed bluer, my hearing more acute.  I couldn’t explain any of that to Mark.  So I just stopped seeing him. 

Then I was alone again.  I had no release for the sexual tension I was experiencing.  My mother never made me feel it was okay to explore myself on my own. It always felt so dirty, so shameful.  I lay awake at night, listening to the crickets.  It would make me so horny, thinking about that time we had up on Ward’s bed.  I would slide my hand just inside the waistband of my pj’s, just to the point where I could reach inside the folds, not to do anything, just to touch.  I would lay a finger against my bump, checking to see how aroused it got, how engorged with blood, how easy it would be to key it up.  Then I would slip the finger past that bumpy bulge at the start of my vagina and remember, just imagine, how fabulous it’d felt when he slid his lanky, slender penis inside of me.  My hands felt so stubby in comparison.

I so wanted to stroke the fire out of my cunt!  I prayed for God to deliver me from evil.  I stayed awake for hours, tossing and turning, punching my pillow, then exhausted–I’d settle two fingers down on the wetness and rock my hips until I could finally fall asleep.

Then oh my goodness!  There he was at the fair! Ward found me at the fairgrounds that one summer day and with him was his best friend, Jimmy.  Ward had told Jimmy all about our little tryst on the bunk in his room, and what with the embellishing he did, it must have sounded pretty damn hot. I was blushing outright to think of what Jimmy must think of me.

Ward told me that Jimmy was still a virgin, and he asked me to do them both.  Shit!  I had to think about it.  I mean, I was the girl.  They weren’t going to get the reputation.  I was.  But then, there was that whole gang rape hysteria, and oh, I pretty much already had one. This wouldn’t change a thing.

It was one thing to have an undeserved reputation.  It was quite another to embrace it.

I told them I at least wanted a ride on the Ferris wheel.  They plunked down some tickets and the three of us got into the little white car.  The carnival dude with no front teeth hooked down the safety bar and winked at the three of us.  I’d sat in the middle and before we could even get up and out of sight, both of them had their arms around my back and were feeling the side of a tit.  Holy shit!  Now no one ever prepared me that this could all be the way it worked. Here I was, naively thinking I was supposed to end up with one steady boyfriend and he was supposed to be too jealous to allow any other fella to lay a hand on me.  This new version of reality was blowing my mind.  This boyfriend wanted to share me with his friend!  What the hell?

We began the ascent to the top, cars lurching to the top as the Carnie stopped each time to let in a new batch of people.  I looked over to see if Ward was really okay with all of this and he kissed my mouth. Then Jimmy wanted one too.  I still wasn’t sure how I felt about this, but I wanted to be a good sport, so I gave him a little peck.  A moment later, he had his tongue probing against my lips.  I kind of shook him off.  Then Ward had his hand sliding up my shirt.  I’d no more put his hand back on his leg when Jimmy had his hand creeping in on the other side.  Was this okay?  I was completely torn.  I really wanted Ward to have his hands all over me (okay, maybe a little more privately), but he really seemed to want Jimmy in on our arrangement.

At the fair, anything seemed possible.  Anything. The cars lurched a couple more times, then the Ferris wheel started going. Well if they could touch me, I could touch them!  My heart racing, I reached over and pushed the bulge forming in Ward’s jeans.  It made me tingle to know that I was touching his hard-on.  Oh God.  I avoided looking at his face, or looking at Jimmy to see if he saw.  But he saw.  No doubt.  His hand was reaching for my nipple, which was doing the ole “Hi, how you doing?” salute, poking completely through the layers of my bra and my clothes.  Next, both boys had hands slipping inside my thighs, and Ward pinched my pussy. 

“Cut it out!” I giggled.

The man running the ride was enjoying the show.  When it came time to change riders, he skipped our car.  Surprised, I looked down at him, and his eyes flashed.  We had an audience!

I don’t know what was getting into me!  I felt both giddy and exhibitionist at the same time.  It was wonderful to be getting all this attention from three different guys!  What the hell?  I put my hand behind me under my shirt.  I unfastened my bra. I passed the strap through my sleeve and popped my arm through that strap.  My bra came out the other armhole.  All this underneath my shirt.  They guys looked at me like I’d just done a magic trick. 

“Oh shit,” they said in unison as my boobs sprang loose.

At once, I had both boys all over those 36C’s like flies on a hamburger.  Jimmy pulled my top up to look at my nipple.  I clapped the shirt down, but not fast enough.  The carnival guy caught an eyeful!  He started laughing.  Jimmy tweaked my nipple.  I felt a spark of excitement shoot though my body, stirring my abdomen.  I could feel actual drips of my juices seep into my panties. 
 
I felt a gust of wind and looked down at my blouse.  It had come unbuttoned.  Ward’s glance followed my eyes, and he laughed, "What have we here?"  His hand crept under my shirt, cupping my breast in his hand.  Suddenly, I was a million miles away and totally oblivious to everything in the world.  The ride started going again, so the boys felt more courage and their hands roamed across my tits, pressing and exploring.  An “I dare you” look flashed between the boys.  Ward held me back and Jimmy slipped a hand between my thighs.  I couldn’t help it.  I  wanted to spread my legs and let him stir up my animal instincts.  But I wasn’t supposed to like this!  What would my mother say?

My nose was wide open.  I smelled the salty scent from the back of Jimmy’s neck and my pussy was hot!  His hand buried between my thighs, all the way up against my puss, he said, “Wow!”  I knew that my smells were seeping through the fabrics and if he pressed his hand to his nose, he would smell everything I had.

This time when the ride was over, the carnival guy let us out.  I felt incredibly flushed.  If he didn’t see everything, it definitely was written all over my face.  Not to mention that my 36C’s were swinging under my shirt. I wasn’t quite sure what happened to my bra.  The Carnival guy suggested that all of us go into his trailer later on, he would get a break around four thirty.  My heart raced a thousand miles an hour.  He looked so skanky!  Thankfully Ward had words to say, "No, Man.  Not this time," and we darted off, laughing.

What was I getting myself into?

We went through the 4-H booth then.  I walked a little ahead of the boys, still trying to figure out what to do. On the one hand, having sex with two boys at the same time would be a total thrill.  But how were we going to get away with it?  Where were we supposed to go?

At the dairy barn they were giving away sample Frosties. We each got a cone, swirled with vanilla ice cream.  I know I was trying to look all cool and collected, like this sort of thing happened to me every day.  My mind racing, I asked the boys if they’d ever been to the reservoir.

Next, the three of us were hiking up the road, hand in hand, arm in arm, if no one was driving by.  I was totally getting into the idea of having sex with both of them, out here in the sunshine, where I could study their erections and try giving head.  Both Jimmy and Ward were walking awkwardly, occasionally pinching at the bulge. I tried to be casual about brushing against Ward.  I wanted to feel his boner through his jeans.  Oh my God!  It felt so wiry, like a spring. It wobbled somewhat, and returned to the exact spot it had been before I had touched it.  I was dying of curiosity.  How exactly did that thing work?
 
We got up to the reservoir, and under the cover of some trees, we found a brushy area that we ducked into. Jimmy took his sweatshirt off and laid it out.  Apparently it was supposed to protect me from the elements.  My hands were shaking.  I figured I should undress, but I didn’t exactly know how to get naked in front of two guys.  I mean, this didn’t just come natural to me.  One time, I’d gotten restricted from TV for a week because my little brother let me see his cock.  Girls are supposed to behave themselves.  No matter what. Mother did try to teach me right from wrong.  I had to give her that.

I was feeling self-conscious, but the guys just peeled off their clothes, like they did it every day.  They thought nothing of whipping it out right in front of each other! Both their dicks twanged right up as soon as they slid out of their tidy whities.  Boiiiing!

I was embarrassed.  It was my turn.  I didn’t want to just pull down my pants and have them both looking at my puss.  What a double standard, huh?  I mean, I wanted to stare at them.  I hadn’t even realized how their pubic hair would stick out like a tuft of grass.  Ward’s pubic hair was reddish brown, and Jimmy’s was definitely darker.  More like mine.  Oh my God.  The thought of them just looking at my pubic hair made my mouth go dry.  I remembered that Ward had sort of seen me before, that time on his bed, but that was so quick.  Almost pointless.  This time, I was doing it with TWO guys. If Mother found out, my life would be fucking over.  I might as well just chalk it up, draw the silhouette of my body on the pavement and dive for the location off the tenth floor. 

At least I was going to go out with a bang.

Nervously, I unzipped my jeans and wiggled out of them.  My panties came down with my pants.  I clapped my hand over myself and looked at them and giggled.  “I can’t believe I’m doing this.”

Ward said, “You’re doing fine.”

I just knew they were staring at my stomach, how the cellulite kind of bubbled out below my navel.  I pulled my shirt down over my gut, hoping it would hide something.

“I think you look good.  Awesome.”  Jimmy declared.

Well I sure the hell didn’t believe him. These two were just out here to get a piece, not to be honest. 

But he sounded sincere.  And I have to say I wanted to eat it up, his compliments, his attention.  You see, we girls do not believe you are serious when you say you want to be with us.  We really, in our heart of hearts, believe you are just doing us to practice for the cheerleader, for the gymnast, for the gal you really want to fuck.

I looked at Jimmy’s cock.  He kind of had it in his hand, like he was holding it at bay.  I wondered if he was thinking, “Down, Boy.”

Well I didn’t know what to do.  I lay down with my back on the sweatshirt that Jimmy had spread out, and I opened my legs.  I felt their eyes searing through me.  Jimmy taking it in for the first time.  I wondered if he’d seen a dozen magazine girls, and if he was sorely disappointed.  Was he thinking, “so that’s all there is?” 

But somehow my insecurities didn’t make sense with what was going on.  Ward laid down on my left and Jimmy laid down on my right.  They gingerly put their hands on me.  Ward reached to unfasten the buttons on my shirt.  My breasts were splayed out to the sides.  Good grief.  Were they supposed to stay perky?  All pointed straight out.  Maybe I should sit up to give them a different angle.  I mean, after all, these guys could see everything.  Every mole, every pore, every goosebump.  My nipples were acting funny.  They were mooshed, like one of them got caught behind a button or something.  Jimmy didn’t seem to notice.  He just put his mouth over it and started sucking. 

What a strange sensation?  I mean, I knew I could push my breasts up and catch the damn thing in my own mouth, but this was different.  It felt completely wild to be the recipient.  To just lay down and let them take me.  A jumble of different songs went swirling through my head.  “Afternoon Delight...Take me, take me, take me....Mama’s got a squeeze box, Daddy never sleeps at night.” 

I closed my eyes and I could feel their things pressing into my thighs.  Ward on my left, Jimmy on the right.  I wanted to look down, to compare them, to see who was bigger.  What if one of them was really huge?  I opened an eye and squinted.  They were laying on top of them and I couldn’t see a thing.  I tried to be at one with my thighs.  Which one was bigger?  Ward’s was, I thought. 

Maybe I could get a good look at them before we were finished.

Ward started kissing my mouth.  He was all over me.  I could feel his tongue exploring my teeth, flitting around, over my tongue, under my tongue, back to my teeth.  He sucked a little and pulled my tongue into his mouth.  He tasted funny. But it wasn’t bad.  It wasn’t like he had bad breath or anything.

Then Jimmy put his hand down on my puss.  Right against the bare skin.  Oh my God.  I wondered if he was just looking at it, touching it with one hand, holding his thing with the other.  I was busy kissing Ward, and I was dying to know what Jimmy was thinking.  Did I smell okay?  Would he put his mouth on me?  Was I going to like this?

I felt him pushing my legs apart.  He smoothed my pubic hair down.  Then he pulled my labia apart!  Oh God.  I hardly dared to look at that myself.  No one had every really looked close up at my pussy, except I did that one time when I was in the house by myself.  I got out Mom’s compact and opened it and perched on the toilet and looked.  The folds were kind of purplish, at least more than I expected them to be.  And the hairs grew all over the place, even down the crack!  I pushed my finger around the ridges and it felt tingly.  That one little bumpy part in the front was almost too sensitive to touch!  I definitely didn’t want him messing with that little bumpy part. 

But he didn’t.  Jimmy just sat and looked at my puss.  I felt so self-conscious.  Like he could see through me.  Like I was invisible.  Or maybe I was suddenly ultra visible.  I wished I had one of those photographers to air brush me.  I tried to remember if I had any zits.  God, I hoped I didn’t have any fucking zits.

Whatever I had or didn’t have, the boys didn’t seem to mind.  I did notice they seemed to keep one hand on their thing.  I wondered if it felt weird to have dicks just dangling there, all vulnerable.  Were they feeling self-conscious too?  Maybe they didn’t want each other staring at their dicks.  Maybe they didn’t want me staring.  Maybe they didn’t care.

“Can you lay down here a minute?”  I heard myself ask.  I patted the sweatshirt and moved out of the way.  Ward scrambled under me and laid on his back.  His cock didn’t poke straight up like I thought it would.  It kind of swung down in an arch that almost hit his belly button.  It veered off to the right.  I wanted to touch it.  Would he let me?

Tentatively, I put my fingers on it.  I didn’t want to hurt him.  I knew that if I accidentally hit his balls I could cause him some real grief, but I didn’t know where the line was–the line between pleasure and pain. What if it was just all super-sensitive?  The way my little bumpy part was.  I mean, I didn’t really want them messing with that, not because I thought they would hurt me, more because I thought if they did anything, it would make me piss all over everything.  Sometimes when I masturbated, I hit that bump a little, and one time for sure it made me want to pee.  I went to the toilet and tweaked it persistently.  Then I peed, and the heat from my urine washed down over my hand.  I really liked the way it felt, but I didn’t want to have a burst of piss shoot out in the middle of our threesome.  Most of the time, hitting the bump felt okay, but I still wasn’t sure how everything worked down there. 

“Tell me if I do anything you don’t like, okay?”

“You’re doing fine.” Ward said.  His voice sounded a little funny.  Maybe he felt as weird as I did.  Maybe that time on his bed was his very first time?  We hadn’t ever talked about it, we just did it.

While I was leaning over him, Jimmy was behind me.  Suddenly I felt his hand on my inner thigh.  Right beside my butthole!  Oh my God.  He wasn’t going to look at my butthole, was he?  I turned and flashed him a grin.  “Be careful back there.  I’m a little nervous, okay?”

“I think you’re beautiful.”  He mumbled.

Yah, sure.

I went back to touching Ward’s cock.  It looked weird.  For some reason, I was reminded of E.T., the way his head kind of bulged out over his neck, the funny way the skin wrinkled up around him.  I didn’t want to push the skin around too much.  What if it hurt?  To be honest, I didn’t really know what the hell I was supposed to do.

“Here,” Ward said.  “Watch me a sec.”  And he put his hand over his thing, and he rubbed it up and down a few times.  It’s funny, because as scared as I was to move the skin around, that’s what he seemed to like.  “It’s not going to break,” he said, “believe me.”

I wanted to put my mouth on it.  The way I’d heard the wild girls did.  Guys were really supposed to like it when you put your mouth up and down on it.  I’d been a thumb sucker, so I wasn’t really phased by putting it into my mouth.  So I did it.  I slipped it into my mouth, my hand still firm on the shaft.  I heard Ward suck in real hard, and I pulled off at once.  “Am I hurting you?” I asked, panicked, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.

“Hell no.  That’s just right.  Keep it up.  Try sliding your mouth up and down.” 

He pushed his pelvis forward, trying to guide his thing back into my mouth.  Sweet Mother of God, I was so worried I was hurting him!  I tried to settle back down on it, pushing it back into my mouth, but this was my first time giving a blow job.  Oh my teeth!  He's hitting my teeth!  What if I scrape him?  And, what was this taste?  His smell seeped into my nostrils, and I stopped just short of snuffing and snorting like a new puppy to figure out what it was.  (Girls don't smell like this!)  It wasn’t so much a taste, but his sweat, all up in my nose.  It was so carnal, and I was totally going for it, but it was unlike anything else I’d encountered before. 

Then everything all ran together.  Jimmy was back there, you know, by my butt, and I don’t know what the hell he was doing, but he started pushing stuff around back there, rubbing my puss, and oh hell was I wet!  And from that angle.  Oh my.  I just kinda jutted my ass back at him and oooh Lordy, was he messing with my head!  Euphoria swept up over me, like a bank of fog in the valley.  I couldn’t see what I was doing.  I kept looking for a way out.  But when you’re in a fog, all there is to do is to pay attention to exactly what is before you, and that, as you know, was Ward’s twitching cock. 

Now if you’re thinking about doing a threesome yourself, all I can tell you is that first time, it was totally overwhelming.  When I could pay attention to what I was doing and bob my face up and down on that arching cock, he started writhing and moaning.  Then I was distracted from sucking what I was supposed to be sucking. 

Then Jimmy started doing his thing back there behind me.  At first he was just making sure everything was wet enough to slide himself in.  Then when he first stuck it in, especially with me on my hands and knees bent over Ward, well oh my God, there was nothing I could do to make myself keep focusing on Ward.  I backed up on his dick, and felt him resist, ramming against me.  It slid so much deeper than my finger ever reached.  I mean, there was that one time I’d stuck a nail polish bottle up in there, then I got chicken that it would get stuck, so I pulled it right back out.  Jimmy’s dick didn’t feel like that.  There were no edges, he just merged into me.  For some reason I was struck that he was the exact temperature I was.  It woke something inside, and suddenly, I couldn’t get enough. 

“Oh! Oh, oh oh, oh!”  I called out after a few moments.

“Hey Man, she’s liking that.  Whatever you’re doing, keep it going, Man.”

“I don’t know how long I’m gonna last...” Jimmy panted.  “It’s feels too damn good.”

“Then pull it out, Man.  Give yourself a break.”

Jimmy pulled it out.  I yelped, startled by the sudden change.  I wanted some more.  I looked back over my shoulder and he was standing behind me, kind of stroking it, kind of just pinching it.

Ward scrambled up from underneath me, “I want some of that too.”

Then he was behind me and pushing it in.  Yes.  He definitely went in a little deeper than Jimmy, and oh my goodness, I don’t know what the hell he was pushing up against inside of me, but oh it felt so, so good.  I arched my back and closed my eyes.  I put my hand down between my legs and kind of held it there.  Like I said, all of this was new, and I couldn’t tell if I needed to pee.  I kind of thought I needed to, but then it felt okay.  Jimmy watched where I put my hand.  In a minute, he put his hand there too, right there on that bumpy part and he started to rub it.  Ward kept pounding away from behind. 

“Ah! Oh, oh, oh, oh...”  I couldn’t help it.  The sounds were sudden, and coming out of me almost against my will.  He was hitting on something, something glorious.  I felt a momentum building up, but I didn’t feel afraid that I was going to pee anymore.  It was different than that.  Jimmy kept twitching his hand back and forth across my puss, and whatever it was he was doing, I didn’t want him to stop. 

All I could think was Hallelujah!  Hallelujah!  Jesus, I was DONE trying to be a good girl, trying to fight these animal urges. I was fucking done.  I had my butt arching up and down on that great angle of his dick and he was really sticking it to me.  Jimmy actually rolled under me, there with his head in the sticks and the dirt and he pushed up against me and put his mouth on my puss!  His tongue lolled around, flitting here and there, staying persistent in the folds.   I was loving it!  I was loving every fucking minute of it. 

I mean, there I was, a moment earlier, afraid to take it out of my pants, hardly able to do more than unzip and pull.  Then here I was, just a few minutes later, grinding my puss up and down on one guy’s face while the other one rode me from behind!  It was wonderful!

Ward’s cock seemed to be swelling to a new size!  I knelt down on my forearms, arching into it, and I could feel it sliding up and down against the lateral walls, friction, friction, friction.  Oh it was good!  Jimmy was working his hand, then his mouth.  Quite honestly, I didn’t know WHAT he was doing, but he was hitting something right.  Exactly right.  I squeezed Ward with my cunt, gripping his great dick with the walls of my pussy, and wonderful warm feelings washed over me.
I clapped my hand over my mouth to keep from yelling. “Oh shit!”

Then Ward groaned aloud.  I was surprised to hear him so close to my ear.  He pulled out, and I felt him squirt stuff all over the cheeks of my ass.  I reached back to feel it, and it was all sticky.  I licked it off my hand.  Oh Goodness!  I wasn’t expecting it to taste like THAT.  I reached into my pocket for a piece of gum while I decided whether I liked it.

“Let me finish, okay?”  Jimmy asked, and backed out from under me.  He pushed it in, I was quite slippery by then, and it only took him a moment before he fired it off.  “Ah, ah, ah, ah!” he called out as he shot his load. 

I ended up wiping their cum off my ass with my cotton panties and tossing them under a tree. Hopefully my mother wouldn’t be looking up when I came into the house, and wouldn’t ask me where my bra and underpants disappeared to.  I was feeling euphoric, and when I felt like that, I got a little too mouthy.  It was sure to set her off.  I was sure she’d send me to my room.  If she did, I determined, then I would strip, lay back on the bed, and masturbate.  Stir all these good feelings back up.  Then I’d go take a bubble bath.  What she didn’t know wouldn’t hurt her.

When I stood up and started walking--I don’t know how to describe it--I just felt opened.  I felt like my pussy was pulled out to its real size, and there was no going back.  Whenever I moved, I was acutely aware that I had just been PROBED, and it felt marvelous.  Like a secret I didn’t need to share.  I had a real cunt, and it was all mine.

Later, we all noticed scratch marks on each other where we didn't have scratch marks before.  Suddenly, I feel quite nervous like of course the whole world would KNOW what we’d been up to.  I spent time tugging on my clothes, pulling sticks out of my hair and my socks.  When we got back to the fairgrounds, we went our separate ways.  I needed to go home.  I smelled like sex and I needed to put on a bra.

Even though Ward, Jimmy and I all promised to find each other again some time, so far it hasn’t happened.  Meanwhile, they stirred up an appetite inside of me that I didn’t know how to keep up with.  I so wanted to have another meeting!  My puss was on fire, and I was masturbating two and three times a day...

Slutgirl was awakened.

She then dropped her g-string below her crotch, and gave me an up-close very of the most beautiful, smoothly shaven pussy a guy could behold. She then fingered it with her shapely manicured frosted pink-tipped index nail, and told me that there was more to it in the VIP room, if I was willing to pay to play. I asked her how much to play, and she said usually $50.00 per dance, but that she would give me a special rate for a really good time.

I put $20.00 in her g-string, and she then put my face between her breasts, held me there long enough to let me kiss both of her tits, and give her a little tongue action. After that, she spread her legs, rubbed her clit for me, and told me to wait for her and then we would go have some fun.

After her set, she came over, sat down next to me, and made sure that I had a very good view of her silky tanned legs, and asked me if I liked what I saw. She then looked around to make sure that the floor manager wasn't watching our direction, and put her hand on my crotch, and started rubbing my dick through my jeans. Grinning seductively, Brittany leaned over, put her soft pink lips on my ear, and said "I think you like this. In fact, I know you like it, and it's making my pussy wet. Let's go back to the VIP room and get started."

The VIP room consisted of several couches up against the wall, one or two on each wall. It was dimly lit, but still enough light to see a girl's pussy or tits, but not enough for anyone looking in to see what may actually be happening. As we entered, one of the other girls that I had seen on stage before Brittany was down on her knees between a guy's legs, and was giving him one hellacious blowjob. About the time we sat down in the couch across from them, she stood up, turned around, facing away from him, moved her g-string to the side, and sat down on him, giving him a reverse cowgirl fuck. From the front though, looking into the room, it would only appear as if she were grinding on the guy and he was merely getting a very sensual lap dance.

Brittany and I watched her fuck him for a while, waiting for the current song to finish. She leans over, and while rubbing my dick tells me that watching the other girl being fucked was getting her extremely horny. I asked her, "how much to dance?", to which she replied "$40.00 each one." I then told her, "how about $150.00 for four dances?"

Brittany looked at me, smiled very seductively, and still rubbing my crotch said that we had a deal. She then unzipped my pants, pulled out my dick, and then sat down in my lap, facing me. She smiled, looked back towards the door to make sure the coast was clear, and then went to work. About two minutes into the most sensual handjob I had ever had, she says "did you bring a condom, because we are going to fuck for three songs. I haven't fucked a guy in two months and I need a dick up my pussy."

I pulled a condom out of my pocket, and put it over my dick. No sooner had I rolled it all the way down than she was moving her g-string aside, rising up just a little bit, and grabbing my dick to guide it into her love tunnel. She then sat back down in my lap, put her arms around my neck and began bouncing up and down to the rhythm of the song coming from the dj booth.

After the first song finished she told me that we still had three more to go and she was bound and determined to give me my money's worth for this lap dance. I took one of her tits and began caressing it with my tongue, licking her nipple, moving my tongue over and around the entire nipple area. I softly bit her nipple between my teeth, and she let out a moan of ectasy, and told me "Oh god!! Do that again! That feels so good, and makes me tingle!!" So I again bit her nipple just enough to hold it between my teeth, but not cause her pain.

As the second song finished, Brittany moaned, leaned over, putting her head on my shoulder, and whispered into my ear that she wanted me to cum at the same time she did. I told her that was a great idea, but that she was fucking me so hard and her pussy was so tight that I didn't think I would last for one more song.

So, she leaned back, extended both of her arms, holding my shoulders, and told me to get ready, because she was about to fuck me to completion, and said, "Shoot your cum into me, so I can cum on your pants. I'm going to squirt all over these dark blue jeans." She started bouncing and bucking even harder, and my dick began to throb unmercifully. Just watching her tits move up and down, and seeing her abdomen writhe and wriggle as she drove my dick as deep into her pussy as she could with every bounce, was enough to make me erupt.

My legs began to quiver, I tightened up, grabbed her with both hands around the waist, pulled her as close me as I could get her, wrapped my arms around her, as she put her arms around me, anticipating what was about to happen. I whispered to her, "here it comes baby. I'm about to give you a load. Get ready, and squirt all you want."

She began to moan, hiss, and squeal, not so that anyone else could hear, but in my ear. About the time my load of jizz shot out and up into her pussy, she exclaimed "Oh God!! Oh shit!" Seconds later, I feel a huge wet spot developing around my crotch area, but we are too much into finishing our fuckfest to care about anything else for the moment.

She finally relaxes after several moments of sheer ectasy and pleasure, looks up at me, and asks, "Is my face red, because when I cum, my face gets red and flushed." She was not only flushed in the face, but her chest, her tits, and her entire upper torso had the appearance of prickly heat on a hot Texas summer day. I just smiled and told her that she looked fine, and that we could sit in VIP until she regained her color.

We cleaned up, hugged, cuddled, and kissed for a few minutes, and then she was called out by the DJ. I had to get back to the hotel to pack and finish up a few things before coming back to Texas. I tipped her $200.00 for her time, and when she counted it told me that I had given her too much money. I told her that good service and quality time is rewarded with a tip over and above the actual cost of goods or services provided. She grinned, gave me a kiss, thanked me, and told me to have a safe flight home.

I told her "No. Thank you! You made my entire stay in Memphis a time to remember." To this day, when I think of Memphis, my first thoughts are not about Elvis Presley, Graceland, BBQ ribs, or even the Blues music found on Beale Street. My first thoughts, and fondest memories are centered around a most beautiful, sensuous blonde dancer whose skills at dancing are only surpassed by her skills of fucking.

 

Driving into the lot, it was observed that there were not too many cars, which is a good thing when visiting a club. Fewer guys means more attention by the ladies there, and that means a better chance at having some extra-curricular fun, and definitely for a cheaper price; these girls still have to make the rent, and on a slow night they are more open to price negotiations for their time.

 

I ordered a Jack and Coke and sat down close to the stage. I spotted a waitress and told her I was looking to spend a little time with a beautiful, petite, young lady who was willing to keep a nice guy company for about an hour or two. She said that there was a brand new girl there, and it was her very first night to dance, ever. I told her, “send her over here, and I will treat her right, and make her first night dancing worth her while.”

 

A few minutes later, this gorgeously tanned, long blonde-haired vixen walks over to me, and tells me her name is Ashley. She had a perky set of 34B’s, that were trying there damnedest to pop out of the white bikini top she was wearing, which was just a bit too small to be worn swimming, but was just right for strip club attire.

 

She had on a pair of matching white paten-leather heels, which added about seven-inches to her 5-3” 110-pound frame. She sported a small tattoo of a Scorpio zodiac on her left ankle, and her toes were polished with the most beautiful shade of translucent pink. She made it a point to dangle her foot back and forth as she sat on my lap, with her arm around my neck.

 

Noticing that I was watching her move her foot back and forth, admiring her soft, golden-tanned toes and ankle, she said, “I just got my toenails polished today. My friend Lisa took me because she said if I was serious about dancing, my feet and my body always have to look good. Do you like them?”

 

I smiled, leaned over to her, and said, “baby, you have yourself a foot man tonight. Your pedicure looks awesome!” Then I kissed her on the cheek, and caressed her leg.

 

 

 

Looking at me, she tells me that she was nervous about going up on stage and taking off her clothes in front of a bunch of guys.  I told her that there was nothing to be nervous about, mainly because there weren’t that many guys in there to begin with. I then told her to pretend that she was only taking off her clothes for me, and nobody else. With that, she smiled, gave me a kiss and went up as the DJ called her name.

 

When she was finished with her set, she came back, sat down, leaned over and asked me if we could go where it was a little bit more private. I summoned the floor manager and told him we wanted the most private VIP suite available.

 

We sat down on the couch, her in my lap, and waited for the song playing to finish. Ashley asked me, “So, what can we do in here with all this privacy? I know what I want to do.” She smiled very seductively, placed her hand on my crotch and started to rub. I said to her, “I thought you were new to this type of thing,” to which she replied, “I’m new to dancing, but I have fucked once or twice in my life. Hell, I’m 19 years old.”

 

With that, she unzipped my pants, pulled out my dick, and dropped to her knees. After about five minutes of sucking my cock, she stands up, gets into my lap up on her knees. She grabs my head with both hands, places my face into her cleanly shaven pussy, and tells me, “Now it’s your turn.” I place my tongue inside her pink pussy lips and begin to flicker it from side to side, up and down, while also sucking her clit ever so gently. She presses me into her crotch even harder and tells me to tongue-fuck her because she wants to cum on my face. I oblige and give her a tongue-lashing that sent her body into quivering ecstasy.

 

After she squirted all over my face, with pussy juice running down my chin, she tells me to get ready because she about to not only give her first lap dance, but was going to fuck me in the process. I ask her if she wants me to use a condom, but she tells me there is no need for it. “I want you to shoot your cum deep into my pussy, and then watch it drip down my leg,” she said.

 

Without further hesitation, I leaned back in the couch, and she sat down on me, reverse cowgirl style. Suddenly, I felt my dick encapsulated by a warm, moist sensation, which I knew meant that we were now going bareback-style. This was the first time in my life that I had ever fucked a girl bareback. Hell, even my ex-wife would never let me fuck her without a condom. The night I lost my virginity as a 19 year-old college sophomore I even used a rubber. But here I was, a 38 year-old guy, fucking a gorgeous 19 year-old bombshell of a girl, without using any protection at all, and God, did it feel great!!

 

This was an entirely new world for me. Ashley seemed perfectly content to let me caress her tits and hold her gently as she rode my pony. She was rubbing her clit with one hand, and running the other hand through her hair as she moaned. As we were bouncing with the rhythm of song number four, out of the blue she says, “Do you want a good view of my pedicure while we fuck, so you can cum better?” God, this girl was my dream. “Hell yes, baby!” I exclaimed. “Put one foot up on the table and show me your toes.” There was just enough light in the VIP lounge to reflect the light pink polish with a gleam, making her toes glimmer in the soft light. This aroused me even more. That, and knowing she was going to let me jizz in her cunt was too much.

 

Staring at her left foot, which she had removed from her high heels and had placed up on the table so that I could see it, I told her to get ready for my load. She began to hump even more wildly, with more vigor and enthusiasm. “Shoot all your cum inside me! Don’t worry because I take birth control. I love to fuck!” she said.

 

That was it! I sprang a load of hot jizz into her warm, already wet cunt. She pressed down against me, clenching her pussy muscles to clamp down on my dick. After I finished, true to her word, she stood up, faced me, and said, “Look. It’s going to start dripping down my leg. Watch. This shit turns me on something fierce!” As I stared, I could see my love juices slowly beginning to ooze out of her pussy, dripping and sliding down her bronzed inner-thigh. After watching it for a brief moment, she took her index finger, ran it up her leg, much like a little kid would do to a bowl of frosting when his mom is icing a cake, gathering cum into a puddle. She then took this puddle of cum onto her finger, and placed it in her mouth, holding it there and sucking for a moment or two, exclaiming, “Umm. So warm and gooey. Oh this is great!”

 

Ashley then sat back down, took a napkin, cleaned off my dick, and zipped me up. She put her g-string back on, tied her bikini top, smiled, and kissed me on the cheek. “This was my first lap dance ever. I think I’m going to like this dancing stuff after all.” With that, I tipped her, gave her a hug, and assured her that she had definitely found her talents, and they were just as good off-stage as they were on the stage.