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My Girlfriend's Sister

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I was just finishing up in the shower when there was a knock at the door. My girlfriend’s sister was calling me through the door to tell me that she needed to get in the shower. Before I could tell her that I would be out in a minute I heard the door open. I stepped out of the shower and saw her standing there  with her arms across her chest as I began to dry myself off.

 

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Well did you leave me any hot water, or did you just use it all up like the inconsiderate bastard that you are.

 

No, your gonna have to wait for it to get hot again. And I don’t appreciate you talking to me like that, this is my house and you are a guest, because your parents couldn’t stand you anymore if it wasn’t for your sister I’d throw you out right now. Yeah, yeah, yeah teach  this girl some respect

 

I grabbed Sara by the arm and pushed her against the counter top, now if you do not start showing me some respect right fucking now your gonna be in deep shit

 

Yeah, you can’t do anything to me cause my sister would leave you.

 

Your sisters not gonna leave me, not after I tell her that I caught you stealing stuff from our room.

 

I never took a damn thing from you and if you say otherwise it’s a lie.

 

Lie, Truth that doesn’t matter not  with your record.

 

So now are you gonna start showing me some respect, or do we take it to the next level?

 

Well I guess your gonna have to take it to the next level  she said

 

To the next level it is I said

 

I grabbed Sara by the arm and pushed her back against the counter.

 

So you think you’re a tough guy now huh she said

 

I bent Sara over there counter and held her

 

Oooohhhh,  so what  you gonna give me a spanking now, cause I’m such a bad girl she said sarcastically

 

That sounds like a fine idea  I said, how many should I give you?

 

I don’t know, your hands gonna get tired sooner or later.

 

Is this girl trying to push all of my buttons 

 

Well your about to find out how many licks it takes to get me tired

Waaaappp, my hand connected with her ass

Waaaappp, Again I smacked her ass

 

This is not gonna do it drop your shorts I told her

 

If you think I’m gonna take off my shorts, you better think again

 

This time I didn’t even tell her again, I reached out pulled her shorts off of her.

She tried to cover herself but it was no use. Now if you take your punishment like a good little girl it will be over soon, but the more you mouth off the worse off you’re gonna be, Do you understand.

 

Well could you get it over with cause I got things to do today.

 

Smack

 

Now didn’t I tell you not to mouth off, for that you’re gonna get ten more, would you like to go for twenty?

 

No ten is fine.

 

I began to administer more of the punishment, but now her panties were getting in the way, I told her to take them off,  she began to toy with the waist band of the panties.

She was moving way to slow for my tastes so I reached out and ripped them off her body.

 

Now that’s better, I get to see my handiwork.

 

Two more and you are done

 

Finally I finished spanking her bottom, it had turned a nice shade of pink, I knew that she was gonna have a hard time sitting down for a while. It was then that I realized that all this spanking had turned me on, only problem was that there was no one around to help me take care of the problem.

 

So are we done here cause I gotta get in the shower for my date tonight.

 

No we’re not done yet, I said as I removed my towel, you made this happen now you’re gonna fix it

 

No way, I let you spank me, there is no way in hell that I’m gonna fuck you.

 

Who said anything about fucking, your mouth got you into this situation, and now its gonna get you out of it.  I said as I closed the distance between us. Or should I just find my watch hidden in your bedroom. The choice is yours

 

She seemed to be slowly relenting, I reached out for her and pushed her down onto her knees.

 

Now if you do a good job I might let you stay here for a bit longer.

 

I guided my swollen cock between her lips, and felt the wetness of her mouth.

She licked my cock and swirled it in her mouth like a pro, there was only one thing that could make it better, and she was about to find out what it was. I gripped the side of her head and began to push my cock deeper into  her mouth. She started to gag for a minute, I told her to calm down and to breath through her nose. She tried to pull her mouth off of my cock but I held her head still, finally she began to relax and I pushed my cock deeper into her throat. I could feel my balls getting ready to explode. I told her that if she swallowed all of my cum that I would let her go. She nodded that she understood. I groaned and released the biggest load that I had ever had right into her mouth.  She began to chock on my thick load, so I finally released her head from my grasp. She did listen to me this time she swallow all of my cum and began to lick the rest off of my cock.

 

So I think you learned your lesson, what do you think?

 

I think we have a problem here she said

 

And what would that be? I asked

 

Well why don’t you take a look and see if you can guess she said as she dipped her fingers into her pussy and moved her hand toward me. You did this to me now you gotta fix it.

 

And why should I, its not my problem

 

Cause if you don’t I’ll tell my sister that you raped me

 

Rape?, you think that was rape? I’ll show you what rape is

 

You don’t have the balls she said

 

I gripped her face in my hands, so you really want to see what rape is I said as I pushed her back toward the counter. I bent her over so her feet were just barely touching the ground. I guided my rock hard cock into her cunt and pushed the head inside of her.

 

So this is your idea of rape, I’ve had better

 

The second she said this I slammed my cock into her and began to push it roughly into her. She looked back at me and seemed to be enjoying it a little to much. Well I’m gonna have to get a little more aggressive with her. I felt her cunt starting to squeeze me, I knew that she was on the verge of orgasm. I pulled my cock completely from her cunt.

 

What the fuck are you doing? She said

 

Well it was nice but it was too loose I want something tighter

 

It took her a second to  realized what I was talking about

 

Oh no you don’t, no one has ever fucked me there

 

Well that’s about to change

 

She began to struggle to get away but I grabbed her and held her on the counter

 

If you relax it will be better, if not this is gonna hurt….. a lot

 

I’m not gonna let you fuck me in the ass you dirty bastard

 

who ever said you were gonna let me, but I’m gonna do it anyway

 

It was then that she seemed to accept that there was nothing she could do to stop me

 

I moved my self into  position  and spread her cheeks, her little pink asshole looked so inviting it was winking at me. I began to push my cock  into her

 

Please, please stop it hurts

 

Not me it doesn’t I said as I rammed the full length of my cock into her virgin bowels. She screamed and squeezed her muscles trying to expel my cock from her ass, all that she did was make me move excited as I ravaged her hole. She was tighter than anyone I had ever had before, after a few strokes she began to relax and I think she actually enjoyed it. I felt myself getting close to Cumming. I told her that it would all be over soon. I exploded in her ass, as I withdrew  I could see my cum trickling out of her ass.

 

Now I need another shower I’m all sweaty I said as I opened the curtain and turned on the water. She slid down to the floor and sat there. When I had the water ready I stepped in. I looked out of the shower and she was still sitting there.

 

Care to join me we wouldn’t want all  the hot water to be used up again.

Slowly she got up and stepped into the shower with me. We proceeded to wash each other. It was then that I told her that this was just the first level and it could go further if she did not shape up and lose her attitude.

 

Just for good measure I hid one of my watches in her room

 

Heat

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Heat

    I couldn't sleep at all.  It was just too hot.  Even as a native Texan, this heat was dizzying and uncomfortable, and with a broken air conditioner, I had to rely on the cool air of the night.  And on this night in particular, even it was failing me.  My eyes stayed open to the darkness and my body continued its shifting even to the point where I had kicked off the sheets.  The comforter had long since been discarded to his side of the bed and the sheets soon joined it, leaving me exposed to the faintest breeze from the fan on my side of the bed.  But it simply served to blow the hot air around, not cool me.
    I sat up in the bed and looked at his peaceful f
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orm, shaking my head softly whilst musing at how different we were.  My legs swung out and to the side before lifting me out of the bed and I walked slowly across the room to the open window, trying not to stir up too much more heat.  Upon reaching the window, I stood there, catching minor gusts that barely even rustled the trees outside.  So I settled for sitting in the chair and staying awake, getting my tiny bursts of relief every now and again.  The amber glow of a street light came in as well, leaving a tiny bit of me exposed to our neighbors across the apartments' courtyard should they be up as well.
    But of course they wouldn't be awake.  They had a working unit.
    The light curved with my body, changing my skin from brown to amber while highlighting my chest and my face before fading to nothing where my legs came up to touch the rest of my body.  The fan next to me oscilated, helping a bit every few seconds, fluttering my short bangs in the air.  Finally, cooler gusts blew in from outside as clouds rolled into town, and I sighed in relief.  My head nodded forward onto my knees and I teetered on the edge of consciousness for a moment before I heard the flutter of sheets.
    "You're up?" I heard him ask.  Even in the darkness, I could see his facial features shift with his question, his face ever expressive.  I nodded lazily against my knees and smiled at him, knowing that the light from outside would help him see me.  "Come back to bed."  I shook my head and wrinkled my nose in disgust.
    "It's too hot in the bed.  It's cold over here," I muttered, making him nod slowly and get up.  His pallid skin was illuminated as he got closer to me, and I realized that he had discarded his boxers before getting in bed.  His long lean body was on display for me, and my stomach fluttered and then tightened into knots at the sight of him.  Smooth skin with the tiniest hint of muscular definition, tiny scars from his younger days - although, he wasn't old - as well as moles and freckles caught my attention.  Trimmed chest hair made him feel more refined, despite how his scruffy facial hair made him look sometimes.
    He stopped in front of me and leaned down, kissing my forehead before moving lower and kissing my lips.  He lingered a breath away from me and I felt his eyes prying into mine.  "You're right, it is cooler over here."  I nodded again and reached out, wrapping my arms around his neck as he lowered himself to his knees in front of me.  I lowered my own knees until my feet touched the floor and he inched closer to me, lips connecting again with hunger.  Our breath mixed as our tongues tangled, and his arms slid in between my body and the chair, pulling me out to him until I was just at the edge.  He leaned up against me, pressing his chest against mine, moaning softly at the feeling of my breasts.  The cooling gusts from outside had hardened my nipples into knots and his hand soon came up to play with one, rolling in between his fingers.
    His mouth left mine, roaming down to my neck, just under my chin.  A soft sound left my mouth and I wrapped my legs around his body as he nestled closer to me.  He sucked gently and grazed his teeth against me a few times before moving lower, lips wrapping delicately about a nipple.  His tongue rolled the nubbin and his eyes flicked up to meet mine in the dim light.  I pushed his hair away from his face and tangled my own fingers in the thick strands.  I lost track of one of his hands for a moment until I felt him brush gently against my mound.  His eyes stayed locked on me as I chewed on my lip, and his lips curved in a smile as he plunged a single long digit inside.
    I gasped audibly and nudged him closer, ankles locking around his torso.  He chuckled and dragged his finger in and out, curving into a 'come hither' motion when he was fully imbedded.  He gave my nipple one last lick before moving down further, lips kissing and dragging lightly along me.  His finger withdrew and he licked the length of it before giving a few tentative licks to my nether-lips.  My thighs tensed up and my hips rocked out to him, begging for more as my teeth dug into my lip again.  He locked his own lips around me, around my clit and swirled his tongue playfully before running it down and inside of me.  His fingers parted my lips and he drove his tongue in and out quickly before lapping at me like a giant kitten.  My fingers tightened in his hair and pulled him closer to me, wanting more of him.
    He looked up at me from his position, lovely eyes boring into mine.  A wire looped over and over inside of me and I cried out time and time again as he went at it with a ferocity that screamed how much he wanted me.  My hips rolled with his movements and my body shuddered, desperate for release.  But just as I gasped, signalling how close I was, he stopped.  Dissatisfied whimpers left me and I looked down at him, lips pouting between my teeth.
    "Come here," he said after licking the taste of me from his lips.  I lifted myself from the chair and moved down, settling my hips atop his, but not allowing him entrance.  He kissed me again, a faint hint of myself lingering on him.  His hips rocked up against me, his cock rubbing my clit teasingly.  He greedily took in the sharp breath I released and then the moan as he rocked hard against me.  I felt his cock weeping sticky cum against our bellies as he moved against me eagerly, wanting to come inside.  His arms tightened around me as I grinded back just as eagerly, and a panicked sound came from his throat as if he was begging to be let in.
    I lifted myself up again just enough to position him beneath me and his lips fastened tightly to mine in a burning kiss just as I slid myself over him.  He thrust up into me as I moved down, making me gasp against his mouth.  His tongue slid in again and tangled with mine as I slowly fucked myself onto him.  His hips rose up to meet my own over and over again and his hand was hot against my ass as he groped me eagerly.  His other hand busied itself at my chest, tweaking and rolling a nipple yet again.  My own hands were in his hair and splayed against his back, urging him deeper inside me.
    My voice escaped in a yelp as he drove in quickly a few times, his hips rolling effortlessly beneath me.  The head of his cock nudged around inside of me and I moaned deeply at the feeling, pulling myself tightly against him.
    "Are you close?" he asked, eyes locked on mine again in a half-lidded stare like it was too hard to think at the moment.  When I didn't answer, he gave another sharp thrust in, making my fingers curl against his skin with a quick jolt of pleasure.
    "Yes," I breathed, voice trembling.  He gave a soft 'mmmm' in response, slowing his pace and dragging himself in and out slowly and softly.  My own hips matched his speed and my breath came out raggedly.  The waves of feeling rolled across me in slow tremors and I begged softly for more, for him to speed up again and push me over the edge.  He simply smiled and complied, moving with me to a faster pace once again before my breath left me and my world spun.  I cried out a few times and kept moving against him even as my body trembled, wanting to share the bliss he had given me.
    "Soon," he whispered.  I nodded and squeezed tightly around him, making him utter a gasp of surprise.  He caught a strangled sound with his teeth and lips before jerking beneath me, body caught in the grip of an orgasm.  His head leaned back and his lips pressed against my neck, teeth and tongue playing a role as well as I felt his cock twitch inside of me.  Soon enough he relaxed and loosened his grip on me, smiling lazily.  I leaned forward and kissed him softly a few times, lips lingering against his for a moment.  "Now will you come back to bed?"  I nodded, our foreheads rubbing, before I disengaged myself hesitantly, arms and legs unwinding from around him and turning to rubber even as I stood.  He stood as well and caught me by the wrist, pressing his lips to mine in another kiss.
    We made our way back to the bed eventually and settled in it, draping the sheets over us both.  We didn't touch, the heat finally pressing in on our skin again, but our eyes closed in the midst of it, his peacefully, mine reluctantly.  We both knew that it would only be a matter of time before I was up again, and doing who knows what.

Leah's Wild Sexual Adventures - Ch. 3

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Chapter Three:::  Leah Fucks the Doctor

     Leah finally arrived downtown, at the gynecologist's office.
She went and took a seat in the waiting room after talking to the
receptionist.   She was a little bit late for her appointment, but
luckily there was another slot open, and all she had to do was sit
and wait there a short awhile.   She sat down and began reading a
teen magazine.   She was reading an article on dating and romance,
when her cell phone began ringing persistently.    She took her
cell phone from her book bag, reading the number on the caller ID.
"Nikki," she whispered, answering the call.

     "Yes, its me..." Nikole sa
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id.   "What are you doing?"

     "Well, I am waiting in the gynecologist's office for my
appointment..."  answered Leah.   "What are you doing?"

      "Still lying here in bed.... thinking about last night...
wondering if it was all a dream...."

       Leah chuckled softly.   "No, it wasn't.   Pinch yourself,
Nikki.   It happened."

       "How will I ever look at you without bursting into giggles
now... remembering....?"  asked Nikole breathlessly.

       "I don't know..." said Leah as she was grinning at the thought
of Nikole's giggles.    "You were really naughty, Nikki.    I didn't
know you were such a bad girl."

       "I always knew you were bad... but ummmm ... not THAT bad.    I
am still really sore, but... I want to do it again."

       "You do?"

        "Uh huh...    When can we... do it again?"

        "Soon, I promise.    For now though, I am going to be opening
my legs for Dr. Lincoln.    I hope he doesn't realize how naughty I
have been...." said Leah.   "I mean, your brother fucked my ass...
you licked my pussy... then I fucked the shit out of Mr. Morton..."

        "Ohhh myyy Gawd, you didn't!!!"  Nikole gasped, nearly dropping the
phone.   "When??"

        "About a half hour ago... damn was he good!!!"

        Nikole chewed her lower lip.    For some reason she was
feeling a bit jealous.    She should have known that Leah would never
give up her wild ways.    "Uhhh... well, I'm gonna go.   I have a lot
of homework to do.... talk to you later," Nikole said, hanging up the
phone.

        Leah stared at the phone after Nikole had cut the
connection.    If she hadn't have known better, it would seem Nikki
was a bit upset about something.    Leah shrugged.   Maybe she wanted
to get fucked by Mr. Morton, too.   She then remembered Mr. Morton's
comment about how he wanted Nikki as well.   For some reason, the
thought of that REALLY bothered Leah.   No one was gonna have
Nikki.    For now, Nikki was all hers....

        Thinking of Nikole's screams of pleasure last night, Leah
started getting all hot.   That's when a nurse entered the waiting
room, calling Leah's name.   Leah smiled really big, standing up and
following the nurse down the hallway to the exam room.    "How are
you doing, Leah?" the nurse asked, as she took Leah's temperature and
then proceeded to take her blood pressure as well.

        "Well, my pussy hurts...." Leah said bluntly.   "Ummmm...
maybe the doctor can help with that..."

        The nurse just stared in shock, disbelieving the words
that had popped out of Leah's mouth.

        "Yeah, perhaps he can," said the nurse, thinking of the sexy blond
doctor.   After the nurse left, Leah started getting naked.   She sat
down on the exam table, anxious for Dr. Pierre Lincoln to arrive.
His sexy French accent really turned her on.   She was hoping she
could French kiss the yummy French doctor before the exam was
over.... and much, much more.   As she was thinking of him, Leah
slipped her hands up her paper nightgown, playing with her
nipples.    She sucked in her breath as she pinched them, making them
rock-hard.    She then spread her legs open, cupping her
pussy.    "Ooooo I am so wet... " she moaned, as her pussy was
dripping on the exam table.    Leah began to tease the lips apart
with a finger.

        That's when the doctor walked in.   He saw Leah there,
touching herself and moaning.   The doctor stood there, totally
stunned.   This had certainly never happened before in his 15
previous years of practice.    But Leah was such a sexy little thing,
and he had noticed in previous exams how aroused and extremely wet
she had appeared to be.  He had been Leah's gynecologist for the past
4 years, ever since she had become sexually active at age 14.   
 
       Leah was circling her clit with her finger,  looking at the doctor
with a little grin on her face. "Hello Doctor," she said, as though nothing out of
the ordinary was taking place.

       Dr. Lincoln walked in, closing the door behind
him.    "Hello, Leah... what appears to be the problem today?" he
asked, his eyes glued on her parted legs as she was slowing tracing
the cleft of her pussy with a sticky-wet finger.

       "Well, Doctor..... my pussy is very, very sore.   Will you
take a look at it... and tell me what is wrong?   Maybe there is
something you can do to make it feel better?"

       "Mmmmm..." the doctor said, staring at her parted pussy
lips.    He couldn't help it.    As a gynecologist, it was his
favorite part of a woman's anatomy.   He loved touching pussies....
he even dreamed about them, imagining he was fingering them in his sleep.
With a wicked gleam in his eyes, he approached the exam table,
feeling his cock rise up against his long white doctor's coat.    "I
think I can help you take care of that..." he said in his sexy French
accent which made Leah melt like butter.    "But first I must examine
your breasts."

        Then before Leah could do anything else, he reached out,
tearing open the paper gown to reveal Leah's beautiful breasts.  He let
out a harsh hiss.   This girl was totally hot.   He lay his big hands on her
breasts, lightly molding them in his palms.    "How does that feel, Leah?"
he whispered.

       "Ohhhhh it feels sooo nice, Dr. Lincoln," Leah said in a
dreamy voice.

       "Your breasts are not hurting?" he asked as he fondled them
slowly and gently.

        "Uh--- uh  ... cause Travis didn't touch them... and
neither did Mr. Morton.   Only Nikki did... and she would never hurt
me," said Leah, spilling it all out for the doctor.

        "Nikki?" whispered the doctor as he lightly pinched Leah's
hardened nipples.   As Leah had named off all her lovers, Dr. Lincoln
became more and more hopeful....  he was anxious to place his own
name right there on the top of her list.

        "Ohhh yes, Nikki... she's my best friend, and I never do
anything without her...."

        "You don't say," the doctor quipped, caressing and
molding Leah's full breasts.    "And she's been touching your
breasts, huh?"

        "Ohhh yes," said Leah with a grin.   "Last night I made
love to her.... well, after the fiasco sex with her brother..."

        The doctor looked a bit shocked.    "I see," he  said.    "Is
that when your pussy started hurting?"

         "Well, ummmm... no, not really," said Leah, not wanting
to tell the doctor she had been ass-fucked.    "I think maybe you
better take a look at it.    I think I have over-used it too much..."

         "Yes, Leah... I really do think I should take look at it.... maybe
there is something I do to make it feel better," Dr. Lincoln said, taking his
hands off Leah's perfect breasts and going to the end of the exam table.  
He started to get his huge light ready, shining it right onto Leah's pussy.   
"Just spread your legs wide open and place your feet into these stirrups."

         Leah lay back on the table, parting her legs wide and
placing her feet into the metal stirrups.    She scooted her ass down
to the edge of the table, giving Dr. Lincoln a perfect view of her
perfect pussy as he went to take a seat on the little stool at the
end of the table.    She let out a moan as the doctor began to trace
her pussy lips with his finger.    He hadn't even bothered to put on
his latex gloves.    "Ohhh Doctor... that feels sooo good," Leah said
in a hot moan.   Her pussy was dripping with her excitement.    She
couldn't wait till the doctor placed that speculum inside, spreading
her tight pussy open wide.

        "Your little clit is so hard, Leah," the doctor said, tracing it with his finger.   
This girl was so ripe.    The doctor began to fondle himself with his free hand,
wishing he could fuck her.

        Leah wiggled her ass a little, feeling the naughty doctor playing with her
super-aroused clit.   "Ohhh yes...." she cried out.   "That feels sooo good.   But
my pussy hurts sooo much.    Please make it feel better."

       "Ohhh I will.   I will," the doctor promised.    He  then inserted two fingers
deep inside of Leah.    He slid them in as deeply as possible, slowly withdrawing
them.   They came out slick with Leah's juices.    "Gawd Damn," he groaned,
catching the scent of her juicy pussy.    He didn't know how much more of this he
could stand.

       The doctor reached for a tube of some soothing salve off the little metal tray
right next to the exam table.    He opened the tube and squirted a glob of it onto his
fingers.    He began to rub those fingers against Leah's pussy.    "How does that
feel?" he asked.

       "Ohhhh ... it feels so nice Doctor.   Don't stop!" Leah begged, feeling her clit
tingle unmercifully.   The doctor was going to make her cum with just his fingers.

       Watching Leah squirm, the doctor shoved his fingers into her, pushing them in
and out in a rapid, erotic rhythm.    Leah screamed, her inner walls clamping on the
doctor's big fingers.    "I'm cumming!!!!" she yelled, her pussy juices flowing onto the
doctor's hand.

       The doctor grinned widely, pleased at Leah's orgasm.    He too desperately
needed to cum.    Her pussy was wide open, waiting.   "Leah, I must fuck you.   
Your pussy needs my sperm," he said, reaching into his long white doctor's coat
and freeing his erect cock.    He began to slide his huge tip into her, feeling the tight
little walls parting to take him.    "Ohhhh yeah!!!" he groaned, shoving forward till every
inch of him was buried inside her.    She had the tightest, slickest pussy he had
ever had the pleasure of fucking. With deep hard thrusts, he began to pound himself in
and out of her.

      Leah was making little squeaking sounds of pleasure as he was plugging her.   
Her hands came up, the fingers teasing her hard nipples as the doctor rammed himself
ever deeper into her heat.    Leah's eyes rolled back into her head, as she began cumming
hard, screaming out the doctor's name.

      The doctor rammed into her deeper, feeling her tight little pussy squeeze the life out
of his cock.    "Fuck!!!!!" he exclaimed, his shaft nearly bruised by the force of Leah's
orgasm. He suddenly exploded deep inside of her, flooding her with his hot seed.     He
couldn't believe the force of their orgasms combined. This was definitely the best fuck he
had experienced in such a long time.

      "Leah," he groaned, slowly sliding his cock out of her dripping pussy.   His eyes met
hers.    "Is your pussy better now?" he asked in a whisper.

      "Maybe..... but I really think you need to examine it a little bit more....." Leah
said, a wicked little grin on her face.     "Can you put the speculum inside me.... please...
ohhhh please?"

       "I could examine your pussy all day," the doctor  answered, sitting down once again
on the stool and reaching for the metal speculum.

       He opened Leah's pouting pussy lips, gently inserting the twin blades of the speculum.   
It slid in quite easily due to the lubrication of his seed and her cum.    He pushed it in as deep
as it could go.    He then snapped it open as far as possible, getting a nice view of her pink
wetness.    He licked his lips.   "Damn," he groaned, cause never in all his years as a doctor
and looking at countless pussies was he as turned on as he was now.

     "Ohhh Doctor, that feels sooo good.    That thing spreads my pussy so wide," Leah
moaned, playing with her erect, tingling nipples once again.    "I am sooo horny.     Tell me,
Doctor, what can I do to stop being so horny all the time?"

      The doctor had her pussy wide open, and he was gazing at it.    He then put a little lube
on his finger, slipping it slowly into her tight little asshole.   He began to slowly thrust that
finger back and forth inside of her.    Leah let out a little whimper.    This felt so damn good,
unlike Travis's ass rape last night.   She could really get into this.

     "Well, Leah, I suggest you fuck as many people as possible.    Maybe then you will stop
being so horny all the time...."

     "Ohhh wow... I like the thought of that."

     The doctor chuckled, sliding his finger deep into her tight asshole.    "Fucking is what I
prescribe....    It's doctor's orders, Leah."

     Leah moaned, her pussy needing to cum again.    "Play with my clit, Dr. Lincoln.  
Make me cum..." she begged.

     The doctor made Leah cum... then cum again.   She came so much, she could barely
stand.   She knew she had to go home and get some rest.    She kissed the doctor's cheek,
then reached for her skirt and blouse after hopping down off the exam table.    "Thanks, Doc,"
she said.    "My pussy DOES feel much better now."   Leah then walked out on wobbly legs,
thinking of who next she'd like to fuck. Getting some ideas, she started home, ready to crash.   
She climbed into bed and slept for 12 hours straight.   Fucking and cumming had taken a lot
out of her.   Perhaps her over-used pussy needed a rest.....

Jenifer Massages Me

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Jenifer Massages Me

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serif="" ,="" verdana="" style="font-size: 12pt; color: black;">by Suhail Beg


I love all the women I make love with. That's pretty self-evident because I couldn't make love with someone I didn't love. I could have sex with her, but that wouldn't be the same as making love. I don't mean that I love them in a romantic way; I mean that I love them in a caring and sharing way. If one of the women were to ask me who is my favorite, I would say that she is. That would be completely true, because she would be my favorite, at least at that moment. Outside of that, I try not to have a favorite, but if I absolutely had to name one, it would be Jenifer.

For one thing, she is almost my age. Most of the women are younger than I, some by many years, but Jenifer is just a few years younger, making us contemporaries. The best thing about her, however, is the way she delights in providing me with as much enjoyment as she can. In that way, we are much alike. I enjoy the sex in its own right, of course, but I also derive enormous pleasure when a woman squeals in delight that she is cumming, especially if it is something she does several times during the course of our love-making. Jenifer also enjoys making love with me and takes great delight in knowing how much I enjoy our times together. It seems like we almost have contests in seeing which of us can give the other the most pleasure, and when we have these contests, we both win.

She lives with a man who is much older than she. For over a decade he has been completely impotent and before that his sexual powers were very low. For years, before we were introduced by another of my lady friends, Jenifer had put up with the lack of a sex life. The mutual friend persuaded Jenifer to come to see me to learn what she had been missing. That first time was so marvelous, and we gave one another so much enjoyment that we have been getting together regularly ever since. Her man has regular physical therapy, which lasts all afternoon so we make love while he is at his therapist.

The last time we got together, she came to my house and I greeted her with a big hug and a series of passionate kisses. She knows how much I like kissing her lovely face, and she makes a point of never stopping me. And her face is lovely, and very kissable, with her strong features, clear skin and soft brown hair. Jenifer is short, just over five feet tall, with a pleasantly curvaceous figure. She took off her shoes (I was already barefoot) and we walked arm in arm to the bedroom and resumed kissing. I unbuttoned her blouse and helped her out of it and she did the same with my shirt. The bra was next and I unhooked it while she was holding the cups in place. Then she turned around, facing me, and pulled her bra off, revealing firm, shapely breasts with large nipples. I bent down and cupped one in either hand and kissed them until Jenifer reached down, unfastened my pants and pulled them down around my ankles. I stepped out of my pants, wearing only my undershorts. We lay on the bed, me in my shorts and Jenifer wearing her skirt. As I said, we both enjoy pleasuring one another and this day it was Jenifer's turn to go first.

She started by kissing me firmly on my mouth, forcing her tongue through my lips where it caressed mine. She kissed my on both eyes and the pulse spots on my temples and then down my throat. I raised my chin to allow her mouth to go where it wanted. Jenifer kissed her way down to my chest and lightly nipped both of my nipples with her teeth, then licked them with her healing tongue, and continued to kiss and lick her way down until her tongue was coiled in my navel. After she reached that point, Jenifer asked me to remove her skirt, which I gladly did. I was smiling contentedly and sighing in pleasure. I told Jenifer how much I was enjoying what she was doing. She smiled back and told me she would be doing a lot more than that. As I removed her skirt I kissed her legs, as close to her crotch as I could reach. I told her I would be kissing her a whole lot more than that, and in a lot more places when it was my turn

Wearing only her panties she straddled me, squeezed her breasts together and began to massage me with her nipples in the same places where she had been kissing me. This included rubbing her big, sensitive nipples against my small, less sensitive ones. This time, when she reached my undershorts, she removed them and my cock, which had been rigid for some time, sprang loose. Jenifer smiled at it, took it gently in her hand, kissed the tip and licked the hole at the end. I sighed with pleasure and told Jenifer how much I was enjoying her attentions. It was not really necessary to say that because she could already tell from the rigidity of my cock.

"Turn over", she said, so I did. Jenifer straddled my back and started massaging my shoulders with her talented hands. She worked her way down to my ass then went over the same areas with her even more talented breasts. I was really enjoying the sensation of her nipples rubbing all over me and I told her so. "Spread your legs" she told me and, after I did, Jenifer put her thumbs inside my asscheeks, to either side of my hole, and massaged this very private area. Again, her hand massage was followed by a nipple massage. By this time, her nipples were fully erect and she pressed them firmly into my asscheeks. It seemed impossible but I believe my cock got even harder when she did this to me. Then she told me to turn over again.

As I lay on my back, my cock stuck up like a flagpole. except that it was throbbing. Jenifer smiled, held it gently in her hands, kissed it again, licked the hole again and knelt beside me. She told me to remove her panties and I was very glad to turn sideways, hook my fingers into the waistband and pull them down to her knees. The sight of her beautiful pussy with the soft brown pubic hair made me even more aroused, if such a thing could be possible. Jenifer leaned over me and I kissed both of her thighs. I could tell she was almost as aroused as I because of the flush on her chest, her wet panties and the smell and sight of the pussy juices flowing down her legs. The taste of the juices too, because I licked up what I could while I was kissing her thighs. Next, she stood up and stepped out of her panties and we were equally naked. Then she got back on the bed, straddling my legs, and took my cock in her hands, rubbing the tip against her lovely clit. The tip of my cock slipped into her sopping wet pussy and she stayed in that position for a long minute.

Lubricating juices were running down my cock from Jenifer's pussy and soaking into my trimmed pubic hair. Slowly, she lowered herself onto me and my cock slipped easily the rest of the way into her pussy. I was not wearing a condom but that was all right because I knew that this was just foreplay. Jenifer likes to tease. A few quick strokes and I could have ejaculated but I refrained from doing this, knowing the much greater pleasures in store for both of us if I waited. For about three minutes she stayed like that, unmoving except for a few twitches. Even the twitches caused my cock to throb more. My pubic hair was soaked from all the pussy juices, and I regretted the loss of what I knew to be a delicious treat.

Jenifer knew it too. She lifted herself off me and her pussy pulled free of my cock with a slurping sound. More pussy juices bathed my cock and dripped down to cover my pubic area and drip down my crotch. Jenifer bent over my cock, held onto the base of it with her thumb and forefinger and started licking her juices off me. Like a child licking a Popsicle, she licked the shaft, the head and under the ridge, until she had swallowed all her juices, then she backed off, knelt between my legs and started licking my crotch and balls. One testicle at a time went into her eager mouth to be caressed by her tongue and lips. The next place on her agenda was the underside of my shaft and she ran her tongue in a broad stroke all the way to the tip. She surrounded the head of my cock with her lips, and then slowly moved her head down, engulfing me in her mouth. While my shaft entered her mouth, she caressed it lovingly with her tongue, until her lips reached the pubic hair that she had soaked earlier. Then she backed off slowly and every fraction of an inch she applied suction with her lips, until only the tip of my cock was in her mouth.

Jenifer removed the tip of my cock from her mouth and smiled at me. Than she kissed it, licked the head, and started to engulf it in her mouth again. Slowly, my cock disappeared to be fondled by her talented tongue. Once again she continued to take me into her mouth until her lips were pressed against my pubic hair but this time she stayed there for a minute while her tongue caressed my shaft inside her mouth. When she backed off from my cock this time, she applied the same kind of suction with her lips. Jenifer knew I had been close to cumming several times already and she did want me to cum, but not until she had spent a lot more time pleasuring both of us with her mouth. She drew my cock in again and backed off slowly, then repeated the same stroke over and over. With a slow, simple stroke like this, I could delay cumming for a long time.

I lay back moaning in pleasure while I watched Jenifer's head bobbing up and down on my shaft. I moaned because it felt so good and I know how much she likes me to enjoy her attentions. At the end of one stroke she stopped, took my cock out of her mouth and said "I really like sucking you off. I hope you can hold off cumming for a while." Then she resumed taking my rod all the way into her mouth and out again. I told Jenifer how good her mouth felt on my cock and how good she was at giving head but she had not really invited conversation. Jenifer doesn't talk with her mouth full.

And her mouth remained full for a long time. Some of her strokes were straight in and out. Sometimes her tongue caressed my cock on both the in stroke and the outstroke. Sometimes, on the outstroke her lips applied intermittent suction on my shaft. Whatever technique she used, Jenifer sucked my cock all the way into her mouth and she sucked it slowly, to make it last. Slow or not, however, I could not hold off forever. I had felt my climax building for a while and when it got close, I told Jenifer, "I'm going to cum". She nodded her head briefly and sped up the strokes of her mouth. Her tongue got even busier on my shaft and she applied the intermittent suction on every outstroke. "I'm cumming", I told her, and seconds later I ejaculated into her mouth. At my last announcement, Jenifer had stopped and squeezed the middle of my cock with her lips so I would cum onto her tongue and she would get the full taste of it. After I had finished ejaculating, Jenifer continued to suck my cock with her lips to squeeze out every drop. She took my softening cock out of her mouth and licked the tip and all around the head. Jenifer likes it when I cum into her mouth; she likes to swallow it and doesn't want to waste any of it.

After swallowing everything she could, Jenifer moved up on the bed to lie beside me. We hugged and kissed, with our tongues intertwining again. I may have caught the faintest taste of my cum but I wasn't bothered by it. Leaning over Jenifer, I kissed her hard on the mouth and softer on the eyes and throat. As I said, she has a very lovely, kissable face and I could have stayed there, but she has other, even more kissable and lickable places. I kissed my way down her throat to one of these places and gently began to massage it - one of her luscious mammaries. I licked the large, erect nipple and it felt even better to my tongue than it had felt on my back or chest. The mate to the first one was just as enticing so I fondled it and licked its nipple also. With one beautiful globe in either hand, I alternated licking their lovely nipples. Jenifer murmured her appreciation, and I continued to make love to her gorgeous glands. I clamped my lips onto one of them and sucked gently while flicking the nipple with my tongue. Then it was the other one's turn. I sucked the delectable globe and licked the areola, pleasuring both of us with my tongue and her succulent mounds. Both of these beauties got equal treatment for a long while until I started licking my way down Jenifer's belly.

When I reached Jenifer's soft, brown pubic hair, I switched positions to kneel between her spread legs. I placed a pillow under her ass, arranged my shoulders on the undersides of her thighs and gazed on the sweet, wet pussy that was ready for my oral pleasure. The first thing I did was to lick all the delicious juices from her pussy. The well-trimmed pubic hair was soaked, and the fragrance of that hair added almost as much pleasure as the taste of the juices that were available. I was especially sure to lick everything from Jenifer's adorable love hole because that was where the juices were the freshest and most delicious and because I so much enjoy the taste and feel of that delightful place on my tongue. The first time I ate her pussy, Jenifer wanted me to stick my finger in it. This caused me to take affront. I have eaten pussies thousands of times, and the women have always cum, every time with no exceptions, sometimes explosively, sometimes multiple times, but always to our mutual satisfaction, and I have never had to digitally stimulate their pussies. This request I considered to be an insult to my abilities. I did not put my finger in her pussy while I ate it, and I brought Jenifer to two howling, limb-thrashing, blanket-clutching climaxes, and she never again asked me to stick my finger in her.

I wanted to spend a lot of time eating Jenifer's pussy: first because I truly love eating her and the longer I eat her, the more I love it; second because she had sucked me off so well and I felt I owed it to her and third, even with Viagra, it would take a while for my cock to get hard enough for the fucking that would follow. Jenifer was already moaning in pleasure and she was highly aroused, partly from her extended massaging of me and sucking my cock and partly from my oral attentions to her. After I had eaten all her delectable juices, my tongue started to probe between an inner and an outer pussy lip. I moved slowly in this sensitive spot because Jenifer was moaning more loudly in pleasure and her pussy was already humping into my face. Knowing how much she enjoys cumming and how much I enjoy having her cum, I decided to bring Jenifer to two climaxes, one fast and the second slowly. My lips clamped down around her clit and my tongue started probing and flicking and caressing that adorable love button. After a minute of this her pussy was thrusting even more strongly against my face. After five minutes of this, her moans turned to howling "Oh, God, oh God, I'm cumming". Telling me this was unnecessary because her back was arched so that her ass was off the bed, her thighs were clamped around my temples and her hands were on the back of my head, jamming my face tightly into her pussy. As she continued cumming, her ass bounced up and down on the bed while she thrust her pussy into my face and she was howling incoherently. My lips remained clamped around her clit and my tongue continued its tender, loving caressing. As Jenifer climaxed, her arms slammed down on the bed beside her and her legs oscillated from side to side with my head still held tightly. When she was done, her arms lay straight out at her sides, her legs were draped over my shoulders and her cum juices were running out of her pussy. To avoid wasting any more of this nectar than I could help, I moved quickly and licked it out of her beautiful love hole.

After feasting on her nectar I started nibbling, using my lips only, on one of the outer labia. I started below her love hole and nibbled my way up this pussy lip, licking a small area and then nibbling it with my lips, past her clit and avoiding contact with that sweet button. Then I treated the other outer lip to the same licks and nibbley butterfly kisses, using only my lips. The outer labia tend to be less sensitive than other parts of the pussy but I like to lick and suck everything, and Jenifer was already expressing her pleasure. Next I probed the seam between the first outer lip and the inner lip. I thoroughly licked and sucked on this much more sensitive area, and when I stopped, just short of the beautiful love button, Jenifer was already moaning and her pussy was slowly humping into my face. She was lubricating heavily so I licked the fresh juices out of her love hole, lingering to enjoy the taste and texture of that delightful place. Then my tongue got busy on the other seam, again licking and sucking my way to her adorable clit. This time, when I reached that sweet love button my tongue gently caressed it, but not hard enough to start Jenifer cumming. Her thigh muscles flexed and her legs rotated slightly out so her pussy was completely presented to my mouth. The humping became even stronger and a fresh burst of juice lubricated her love hole. I eagerly consumed this tasty treat.

Jenifer was moaning even louder, even panting, as I continued to thoroughly probe her inner pussy lips with my tongue. Besides her pussy humping into my face, her ass was swiveling on the bed, causing her legs to alternately thrust beside my face, much like two pistons. "I'm ready to cum", Jenifer moaned. "Lick my clit." First I licked up all the fresh pussy juices that had been secreted by her love hole. Then I reconnoitered her engorged clit, licking it gently all around before clamping my mouth tightly on the sweetest of all sweet spots. I sucked on it strongly, like I had sucked on her lovely titties earlier, and my tongue strongly probed all around. After a few minutes of this, Jenifer started cumming. This time she didn't tell me but I really didn't need to hear it. Her arms alternated between flailing the bed and jamming my face into her pussy. Her legs were locked around my head, which was good because I was able to keep my mouth on her clit, and to continue the sucking and licking as Jenifer continued cumming. "Ahhhhhhh", she howled. When she climaxed, it was with a great spasm and her ass lifted completely off the bed. Again, her legs, still imprisoning my head, oscillated until she was finished, and lay on her back in exhaustion, her arms out at her side, both hands clutching the blanket. One leg lay flat on the bed and the other was still hooked around my neck. I devoured her delicious fresh cum juices and moved up on the bed to cuddle with her.

Sexual etiquette dictates that I should wipe off my face before kissing my partner but I knew Jenifer likes the taste of her own pussy juices, almost as much as she liked my cum so I let them stay on my face. Sure enough, after resting for a few minutes, she turned to me and licked around my mouth and chin before kissing my lips. Then Jenifer grinned lewdly and said "Let's fuck". I got up and took a condom off the headboard. The Viagra had taken effect while I was eating her pussy and my cock was hard and ready.

After I put on my condom, I lay on my back and Jenifer straddled me. On our first encounter she wanted to fuck doggie style. Since I consider doggie to be a good position only under certain circumstances, none of which existed at that time and place, I asked her why. Jenifer wanted to be able to play with her clit in order to cum. This was an affront to me because I have fucked women thousands of times, and everyone of them has cum, and none of them has ever had to play with her own clit, although sometimes I have played with it. I described the advantages of the cowgirl position and we tried it. After cumming thunderously, she conceded that the cowgirl position did have its advantages, and we have used it ever since.

She rubbed the tip of my cock against her clit, then rose up and inserted the head into her sopping wet pussy. Jenifer enjoys making love with me that she lubricates just thinking about it. She stayed that way for a few seconds, then slowly sank down, impaling herself on my rod, until her pubic hair mingled with mine. Then Jenifer rose up again, until the just the head was still in, then back down again, slowly. Some of the advantages of the cowgirl position are that she is able to control the depth of the penetration and the speed of the strokes. She was also able to control the angle of the strokes and she started swinging her hips back and then forward so the base of my cock massaged the underside of her clit, and her pussy massaged my cock. Jenifer and I were both moaning in pleasure from the stimulation. Being in no hurry for either of us to finish, and wanting my cock to caress all of her love hole, Jenifer started rocking sideways. Then she started bouncing up and down, always making sure my cock was rubbing mainly on the upper part of her love hole, to give maximum stimulation to her clit. Jenifer was sighing and moaning and panting and describing how great my cock felt in her pussy. She seemed on the verge of cumming, while I was still a long way from it so I suggested she go for two orgasms. She happily agreed because she really likes cumming, and she knows how much I like it when she cums several times
Jenifer started swinging her hips back and forth again but she was making stronger and faster strokes. I could feel her clit digging into the top of my cock and her moaning was louder. After a few minutes of this she sang out "Oh, yes! Oh, yes! Oh, God, I'm cumming!!", and she sprawled forward, with her clit losing its contact with my cock. Because I know that Jenifer or any other woman most enjoys cumming when the stimulation continues, I grabbed her hips and started jamming her pussy down while thrusting my cock up. Jenifer's hips were gyrating wildly on top of me but I kept the good contact between us. Her arms went under mine and she held on tightly. She climaxed with a great jerk of her hips and by biting my shoulder, hard enough to draw blood. Then she relaxed on top of me. I knew she would want more, and my cock was still hard so I kept it imbedded in her pussy to wait until she was ready to resume fucking.

It didn't take long. Jenifer straightened up and moved her legs so she was straddling me again. She started her slow stroking, and when she rose up for the first time, a gush of her juices poured from her pussy. I enjoyed the aroma but I regretted that I would not be able to enjoy the delicious taste. After the first few slow strokes Jenifer started to swivel her hips, resulting in a great new sensation to my cock and her pussy as the inside of her love hole rubbed laterally against my erect shaft. She continued this motion for several minutes then switched to up and down and I could see her beautiful breasts bouncing in front of my face. One of the things I favor about the cowgirl position is that it is a visual delight, with Jenifer's blissful face, her bouncing breasts and my cock sliding slowly in and out of her pussy. It can be a tactile delight as well and I was itching to fondle her shapely globes and take them into my mouth. As she moved up and down, she was leaning slightly back so my cock stimulated the underside of her clit at every stroke. Jenifer was moaning in pleasure, and I was moaning in unison with her because the underside of her sweet love button was also massaging the top of my cock.

Both of us wanted the fucking to last as long as possible so she frequently changed her position on top of me. The next one was her leaning forward and thrusting her pussy back to get more penetration. This position brought her upper body closer to me so I reached out and gently fondled her lovely bosom. Jenifer leaned forward closer to me and I was able to lick her adorable nipples, one after the other. We started kissing then; my cock was thrusting into her pussy, her pussy was thrusting back to envelope my cock and we were pressing our tongues together at the same slow, regular pace.

Jenifer had other variations available and she used them. With our mouths still tightly locked together, she straightened out her legs so she was lying on top of me, with her legs outside of mine in the feminine superior position. I reached down, grasped her asscheeks, being careful not to touch the hole itself, and spread them. Jenifer has a certain aversion to somebody touching her anus, which she has never explained to me, and I respect her privacy. I bent my knees, raising my thighs, and spreading her legs a bit more. Using her asscheeks as handles, I pushed her pussy down to meet my cock as I thrust even deeper into her. The contact with her clit wasn't as good using this position but the deeper penetration of my cock into her pussy made up for it. Jenifer broke off the kissing and whispered to me how great my cock felt inside her and how much she enjoyed fucking with me. I told her how wonderful her pussy was and how good she was at fucking and how I wanted to keep this up for as long as we could. After the spoken kissing we went back to the silent kissing and continued this way, for a long while, our lips locked together, my hands and thighs spreading her legs and me driving my cock into her pussy with the slow, ultra-deep strokes.

The next position Jenifer chose was to sit upright, in the cowgirl position again, and to rock from side to side so my cock would caress the entire inside of her love hole. Since our mouths were no longer busy kissing, we were both moaning and sighing with pleasure. She varied her motion a bit, swinging her hips back and forth, and then she changed again into more of a clockwise motion, rising partially off my cock, swinging across and then sinking back down so my cock was fully imbedded again. Jenifer continued like this, changing every few strokes to prolong our mutual ecstasy but I could tell from her moaning and panting that she was close to cumming again. I could feel my own climax building also.

"I'm almost ready to cum", she declared, raggedly.

"Me too."

Jenifer once again started the forward and back strokes she had used to cum earlier. I put my hands on her hips to steady her so we would keep the best contact when she started cumming. I wanted to time my own climax to coincide as closely as I could with hers. Back and forth she swung her hips, faster now, and again I could feel her clit scraping my cock. This went on for a few minutes and then "Oh, God! Oh, God!" she howled. "I'm cumming." She pitched forward again. This time she tried to catch herself with her hands on my chest, but she was too weak while she was cumming, and she sprawled forward on top of me. Each of her hands was squeezing a handful of my chest, but I was too ecstatic to feel any pain. Jenifer's legs shot out behind her but I kept a tight hold on her hips, continuing to jam her pussy onto my cock while I was ramming my cock into her pussy. I climaxed then, ejaculating heavily into my condom just as Jenifer spasmed her climax, letting go of my chest and wrapping her arms around my head, her legs straight and stiff behind her, and her back trying to arch but unable to because of the tight grip her arms had on my head. This time I avoided her teeth. We lay together, both of us too tired to do anything more strenuous than hugging each other, and not wanting to do anything but hug each other anyhow.

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Midnight Encounter

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She lay beside him in his bedroom, wondering to herself what had possessed her to agree to coming over. ‘Right, he offered to take care of me,’ she reminded herself over and over again.

She had laryngitis and hated being sick! He had offered to care for her, make her soup and rub her back until she fell asleep. She had never known that kind of kindness from someone who was almost unknown to her.

It was now late into evening and the lights had been turning off for a few hours already. Every so often, she would awaken and turn to gaze upon his serene face under the moonlight streaming through the thin veiled curtains.

She wanted to be there in that exact place more than anything else in the world, yet she was concerned

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with what he would think in the morning light.

Turning over once more, she drifted off into the endless possibilities of her Dreamworld…

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She was awakened again, this time with hands gently caressing her back through her nightshirt. She laid perfectly still, her heart torn in two by her choices.

‘I can let him have me tonight and risk that being the end. Or I can wait and risk never having the chance again,’ she pondered as he continued to rub her back, his hands moving towards her neck.

She sighed softly to let him know she was awake and turned to face him slowly. The moonlight continued to dance in his stunning blue eyes and off his golden curls, like an angel from Heaven.

“How are you feeling?” he asks quietly, his hands moving onto her tummy now that she lay on her back.

Her heartbeat quickens as she has only seconds to decide her fate as he brings his face closer to hers.

Having always lived life in the safe lane, and always worrying about what others thought of her, she decides to throw caution to the wind and indulge her inner desire.

‘I would never forgive myself if I never had the chance to have him,’ she thinks as she raises her head to meet his inviting lips.

Locked in a lover’s first kiss, the passion escalates from that moment. Her body temperature rises as she succumbs to his inexplicable charm.

Linking her arms around his neck, she pulls his body closer to hers and he moves to her willingly. Trying not to break the exquisite kiss, he fumbles to remove his sweatpants.

Small moans are beginning to filter through the kisses as the passion continues to increase. Her hands are tangled in his hair and he manages to squirm out of his pants, the difficult task of removing his boxers being next.

An electric current shoots up her legs as his bare skin touches her, her nerve endings tingling, feeling his hardness through the cotton fabric of his underwear.

Suddenly, she pushes him away from her and sits up. He stares at her, taken aback by her behaviour, wondering if she has changed her mind. He needs only to wait a moment for his answer.

Grabbing the hem of her shirt, she madly tears it from her body and tosses it away. Lying on her back once more, her panties are slid off tossed in the same direction as her shirt.

He smiles into the darkness and removes his own shirt and boxers.

Sitting there in the darkness now, they gaze at each others’ naked skin for the first time. Both are breathing hard through their passion and finally can stand it no longer.

She dives at him, pushing him flat on his back as she begins to deeply French kiss him, her tongue swirling expertly inside his mouth and battling his own for domination.

His hands explore the divine curves of her hips, her ass and her breasts as he kisses her back harder and more urgently. His touch works its way from her back to her front and finally down the flatness of her belly, inching closer to her wetness.

She gasps as his fingers travel over her smooth pussy mound and reaches down to stroke his cock tip as his fingers slide inside her. She breaks the kiss and throws her head back in heated pleasure, arching her back.

He pushes deeper inside of her moist tunnel and wiggles his fingers around, using his thumb to rub her swelling clit. His own body is starting to betray him as she continues to stroke his tip, extending the travel area down his thick shaft. The precum is oozing from him and she uses this to lubricate the rest of his manhood.

Within minutes, they’re both almost on the brink of sexual satisfaction and break away from each other once more. Lying side by side, their chests heave and breathing begins to subside as their orgasms wash away from them, unreached.

Words need not be spoken in the silence, the breathing and moans say it all. They know now the true extend of their desire for one another and turn to each other for true sexual satisfaction.

He turns his face to hers and meeting her eyes touches him in a completely unexpected way. Though little has changed between them since she arrived, the light in her eyes in the shadowy darkness tells something different.

She returns his strained look in the moonlight, admiring the way his curls crown his head like a cherub. The lust grows within her blood as a new sensation seeps into her heart.

They come together again in a deep, lustful kiss, but progress more slowly this time, savouring their first time experience.

She slowly mounts atop him, his cock resting in front of her pussy as she gently digs her nails into his bare chest. As her hands trail over his length, it throbs hard, the blood practically boiling in his mushroom tip.

His hands massage her buttocks and travel up to her perky breasts, tugging and pinching the erect pink nipples.

She moans as she lifts herself with her smooth creamy thighs and allows his prick to spread her glistening cunt folds. She closes her eyes tightly, focusing only on the warmth of him filling her from the inside.

He gasps out as her tightness envelops his hardness as her kegal muscles grip him securely.

The begin to move as one together as she moves herself up and down, his hips thrusting to meet her.

His hands drift down to her ass once more and she replaces them with her own, twisting her nipples and clenching her vaginal walls with each shot of brief pain.

His moaning grows louder as she continues to ride him, gripping her buttocks to help her move the way he want it.

They lovemaking pace quickens as the orgasm waves begin to approach once more.

She can feel his cock throbbing with lust as she pistons herself on it harder and harder. She has a hard time catching her breath and her nipples are more erect than ever. She bows her head slightly and brings a breast to her mouth. Protruding her tongue, she flicks it over the pink nub quickly as though she were licking a sweet clit.

His eyes close now, wanting so desperately to watch her licking her own nipple, but trying to control his pending climax, using all his concentration to prevent to inevitable.

As she licks her nipple, her other hand travels between his legs from behind her. Finding his full testicles, she begins to fondle and massage them gently, still riding him faster and deeper.

Her eyes suddenly fly open as she reaches her first peak, her entire body shuddering as the white cum drips down his base each time she moves upwards. Using her wetness to lubricate his balls, she massages more firmly, even venturing between his legs to work the soft fleshy area between his balls and his anus. He spread his legs for her automatically as she begins to expertly stimulate his prostate gland from the outside.

She feels her second orgasm breaking free and she moans in ecstasy as she drops her breast and rubs her swollen clit furiously.

Riding as hard as she can, her breasts heaving with each thrust, her cunt grips his cock as though to never let go. His eyes open to discover her stimulating herself and he soars over the edge as well.

Digging his fingers into her ass cheeks, he lets loose a torrent of cum, spurt after spurt filling her insides, mixing with her own cum still dripping down his shaft. The two moan in unison as their orgasms rack their bodies, shuddering together.

Slowly, she stops riding and finally leans forward to relax on his chest, catching her breath. His heart feels as though it would burst from within him and he traces his fingertips along her spine to calm her tingling nerves.

He kisses her forehead as his breathing returns to normal and holds her close, his cock slowly growing limp within her. She snuggles close to him, breathing in the sweet smell of his sweat from their lovemaking…

A Lesson in Love

Rache141 on Sex Stories


Part 1 of 'The Fall of Gerri Grainger'

A Lesson in Love

The Classroom was surprisingly silent and outside the birds chirped sleepily as even they were starting to doze of. A dim light shone on Gerri as she, head in her elegant hands as she stared desperately at the writing in front of her. She sighed, she’d never finish it now, she could hardly see the handwriting before her lazy eyes, and besides she thought, she was no genius.

The shock jolted her arm, se

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nding her pen across her the page as her mobile rang.

"Hey baby," she said lethargically to her boyfriend on the other line.

"Hey, you almost finished?" he said calmly.

"Yeah, yeah almost there," she lied poorly, but she had that boy fooled as she finished off her conversation. She noticed the teacher’s notes beside her, Ada – finished, Jonathon – finished, Laurence… She gazed longingly at this last name, she knew she shouldn’t still fancy him, but she worshipped every part of his body, his slender figure, his long golden hair, and his entrancing face. At lunch breaks, she’d always notice detail about his perfect body, the way his top hung off his shoulders, complimenting his handsome chest, the way his hair hung over his face and how his fingers wiped it away to reveal those deep, amber eyes. Surely she could get over him? No, she couldn’t, she wanted him so badly, and couldn’t be perfectly satisfied until she’d had him, held him; she’d always been a perfectionist. But this coursework had got her; she just couldn’t be bothered to evaluate it, to explain it…

"I give up," she said, still clutching the teacher’s sheet… She spun round suddenly as she heard the door creak slowly open and hastily she put down the notes.

"Oh sir, I’m sorry, I’m almost finished…oh" she looked at the figure at the door that had startled her, the tall slender figure. "Laurie?"

"Hey," a cheeky smile flitted across his defined cheeks. He was dressed casually in a pale shirt and his normal dark trousers. Her heart skipped a beat as he walked into the lamplight that had basked her for the past few hours. Why was he here so late? Mouth open she started up at his face.

"Since when do you address me as ‘Sir’?" he laughed. Gerri licked dry lips,

"Oh sorry, I thought you were Mr. Thompson," she looked down at her feet and dug the toes of her black pumps into the carpet. Laurie laughed again, for a moment he stared at her steadily, then down at her poor attempt at her coursework.

"Tut, tut, Ms. Johnson, your going to get a detention for that aren’t you?"

"Since when do you address me by the last name?" She asked sharply, confidence slowly coming back to her. Laurie laughed and sat down beside her, body turned towards the question just directed towards him.

"Well if I’m now ‘Sir’ surely I’m now your teacher?" Gerri smiled timidly at him, he had power over her that made her breathing heavy and her chest flush with coyness.

Together they laughed as they sat in the dull classroom, genuinely enjoying each others companies, and despite Gerri’s cute virginal nature, Laurie saw the lust in her and his eyes could not resist the small section from the lace at the top of her stockings that peeked out from under her tight black skirt and he completely forgot what he was about to say. Gerri noticed his abrupt silence and the flush of his face, which looked almost timid all of a sudden. Concerned, she placed her hand on Laurie’s thigh.

"Laurie?" Roused from his fantasies he shook his head lightly so his hair flopped sexily across his eyes.

"Nothing," Gerri smiled at him, reassured, "I’m just going to get my coursework", "Oh no I’ll get it!" Gerri exclaimed and obediently got up from her seat with a sticky sound as the sweat from her thighs parted from the seat. Laurie stared at her as she wandered over to where he had instructed her to go, assessing her almost as she bent down, revealing those sexy stockings that had compelled him before. He’d only come to see her platonically, she was his friend’s girl, he couldn’t take their relationship further, but surely, no one would find out if he just kissed her…

"It’s not here…" Gerri muttered, "I can’t find it"

"Just keep looking…" Laurie said, subtly lustful as he felt himself go hard as Gerri kneeled at the closet.

"No, I’m afraid it’s not there, are you sure this is where it is?" she turned round as Laurie quickly smartened up. He could see down her blouse now, her breasts softly pushing together as she kneeled down and he got a sudden twinge as he got harder, his cock begging for her.

"Just keep looking," he ordered. Spinning round Gerri continued to search to papers. "This is just text books Laurie, no coursework’s, are you sure it’s in here because-" she took a short, sharp breath in as she heard him behind her and impulsively she got up to face him, closing the closet behind her

"They’re not here…" Laurie put a strong finger on her dry lips to silence her.

"You’re giving up again Gerri," he said disapprovingly. Gerri, backed up against the closet, admired his dominant power over her, but underneath this powerful side of Laurie was a boy who was completely helpless, horny and lovestruck. He grabbed her ass and pulled it firmly against his hips, so she could feel his hardness. His finger ran across her lips and slowly his hand ran it’s way across her flushed face and to the back of her head, suddenly pulling it towards his. She turned away, she couldn’t be unfaithful to her boyfriend…

"Don’t pretend you don’t want me Gerri," She restrained the yelp of fear that climbed up her throat and gulped it down again. She knew she did, she wanted him more than she’d ever wanted anyone. Again he thrust her head towards his waiting lips, ‘maybe I am being to forceful?’ he thought, but then Gerri surprised him by obliging, kissing him passionately, her chest relaxing as she finally did what she’d always wanted to do. She let her leg rise up and stroke his as she hitched up her skirt. He pressed his cheek against hers.

"Take it off," he whispered lustfully in her ear. She stepped back and fumbled with her skirt hooks, failing as her heart skipped beats. He finally wanted her. Smiling he slinked forward and unhooked the catch, letting her skirt fall into a crumpled heap round her feet. Laurie moaned a little in appreciation as he saw the sheen of the stockings that had compelled him before in full. The mood was very sensual as he rubbed her body, admiring her ass as he slipped his hands down her pants. Gerri sighed as she unbuttoned his shirt to reveal his soft, strong chest. She stepped our of her skirt and sat down on the hard carpet and slowly unbuttoned her blouse, taking the chance to finally breath as she slipped it off her shoulders, revealing her perfect breasts inside her bra. Laurie followed her submissively, running his fingers over the crotch of her black lacy pants, listening to the quickening pace of her breathing. "You’re being a very naughty girl Gerri," smiled Laurie.

"Sorry ‘Sir’" Gerri said with a cheeky look.

"I’m afraid I’m going to have to punish you now," She giggled, stopping abruptly as he unzipped his trousers, revealing his hardness to her.

"Turn around," Laurie took off his trousers as Gerri turned around, sitting expectantly on the floor waiting for him. She felt dirty but exhilarated as he unhooked her bra and threw it passionately across the room. Reaching forward he cupped her breasts in his hands, sending shivers of delight down her spine as he rubbed her nipples firmly, then running his hands down her body. He parted her thighs, slowly running his hands up her legs until his hand was on her crotch once more. Gerri sat there compliantly, naked apart from her stockings and panties, loving every movement he made with his expert fingers. Laurie moved his hands under her ass and pushed so she was on her hands and knees.

"Do you really think we should be doing this here?" Gerri said blushing.

"Take a risk Gerri" She squirmed as he pulled himself close behind her and rubbed his hand over her panties, moaning softly as he felt her wetness through them. She could feel how hard he was behind her as she gently rubbed herself against him.

‘Click’ they heard the door to the science corridor open. Simultaneously they tensed up, gasping, Gerri turned round to give Laurie a sharp pleading look. For the first time tonight he showed his worried nature as he watched the door with baited breath.

"Under here!" Gerri sharply whispered to her lover as she scuttled away, grabbing clothes as she went. They was a space under the teacher’s desk, just to the right behind the panelling that hide the pipes from the sink. It was a squeeze, but the pair wriggled in until they felt as secure as they could be, carefully waiting for the unknown person to pass. Looking under the wood Laurie caught a glimpse of feet, and a mop. The cleaner. He whistled whilst he swept the science lab, clearly enjoying the silence and solitude that was rare in the school halls. The couple crouched instinctively, Gerri attentively biting her lip, Laurie holding himself in, half naked and vulnerable.

A few minutes passed.

Silence again.

There was a long breathless silence, Laurie, being the one in front, pulled himself out, slowly and carefully. He stood up gradually, looking around.

"They’re going to lock up in a minute by the way, we should go quickly," Gerri had squeezed herself out, clutching their clothes to her exposed body.

"Yeah, I guess," Laurie smiled to himself, as she handed him his clothes. They were both thinking of something to say, something appropriate, but seeing as they had just revealed themselves to each other, anything was surely appropriate, so Laurie threw caution to the wind.

Gerri felt a rush of warmth, and relief flow through her as he held her, her clothes fallen to the floor as he clung to her naked body, knowing that soon he would have to let go. She pressed close to him, sighing, knowing too what he was thinking. They stood back and looked at each other, Gerri’s mouth tweaked at the left to reveal a sharp smile; she let out a small laugh.

"What now?" she asked. Laurie raised his eyebrows, smiling at the lack of ideas that came to him.

"Lets just get out of here," They mutely agreed as they calming dressed, admiring the diminishing glimpses of each others bodies as they did so.

The sun was almost down as Gerri unlocked her bike with Laurie standing unquestionably near her. They were still lost for words yet the silence wasn’t uncomfortable. Laurie edged forward until he was by her shoulder and leant, close and longing against her. He gently kissed her ear and the two stood together in the fading light. 'God that was close!' thought Gerri as she thought back to their encounter in the classroom. She knew it was wrong but she wanted more.

"Hey do you wanna come round my place tommrow?" Gerri asked timidly.

"Is it going to be rude?"

"Hey I never said that!"

"I'm not coming if it's not rude," Gerri smiled coyly at Laurie and as she had done many a time, she got caught up in his eyes. But it was different this time, he was staring back, and then it just happened.

She'd never kissed him in their brief encounter in the science lab, and she wondered why. It felt great. He tasted warm and comforting and made her moan quietly when he put his tongue against hers. They didn't break away for ages, or so it seemed. They just couldn't stop knowing that tomorrow their morals might have got the better of them.

"Um, so yeah, see you at school tomorrow," Gerri said buring her head against her neck and shoulderes.

"And afterwards?" Gerri remembered what she had said.

"Oh yeah, ok," Both of them had lost their confidence, their abilities to talk to one another so they left, quietly, always looked back and smiling suddenly when they thought of what had happened.

'Was it possible to be in love with two different people?' Gerri wondered as she cycled away in a blissfull ecstacy.

By Rache141

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A Welcomed Visit - Part One

Secretsmut on Sex Stories

I sat in the shadows at the bar.  I wanted to watch you come in, to stare, without being seen.   As soon as I saw you walk into the airport lounge, I recognized you from your picture.   You were dressed causal in jeans and a t-shirt, perfect for traveling, perfect for taking off.  I dressed up for this occasion, one that I had been waiting for over three years.   I wore a baby doll black t-shirt, paired with a funky short skirt. My breath caught and I smirked as you finally noticed me in the corner.  Coming over to me with a smile on your face, I uncrossed my legs slowly and stood to greet you, a stranger yet someone I regularly fantasize about.

 Your eyes caress my face, my neck, my breast

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s, and further down to see my long legs and dainty ankles.  Your smile showed me you approve of my body and the twinkle in your eye told me you wanted to see more.  I introduced myself to confirm my name; you gave me yours as you took my hand.  With a toss of a $5 bill, we exited the airport to find a cab that would take us both to your hotel room.

 My skirt barely covered my bare ass as I got into the cab beside you.  Your hand immediately started at my knee and slowly inched upwards towards the ticklish spot of where my leg meets my hip.  I playfully slapped your hand away, making a tsk tsk sound.  “Be nice.  Be patient.” I whispered to you and you giggled.  Behaving like the good boy you were, you sat back and enjoyed the view of the city rolling by.  I, nervous, looked out at the familiar skyscrapers and felt my pussy getting hotter and hotter as I fantasized what we were going to do to each other as soon as we got up to your room.  I peeped over out of the corner of my eye and saw your hard cock straining to get out of your pants.  I forbade myself to touch it then, even though I was desperate to have it in my hand, my mouth.  I would have to be patient as well.

 We arrive and you pay the cab driver.  We hurry up the check in procedure, heading up to your room.   Once inside, we both stare at each other, circling the room, circling each other like wild animals.  Sexual tension overrides any nerves that may have prevented this visit.  We clung to each other, finally tasting each other’s mouths, tongues, ears, and necks.  You thrust your cock towards me as your hand grabbed my ass, bringing me closer to you.  I hugged you close, feeling my hard nipples grazing your chest as I sucked on your neck, claiming you as mine.   Coming up for air, I pushed you towards the bed, unbuttoning your shirt as we got closer.  “You’re mine.” I growled and pushed you onto the bed.  Taking off the reminder of your clothes, I paused to admire your beautiful body.  Grinning evilly, I kept all my clothes on, only telling you that you could watch but do not touch.  Your hard cock stood at attention, begging me for my attention.  I licked your taunt nipples, biting them and covering them with my mouth.  Your whimpers of lust urged me on.  My hands roamed your body, close to your dick but never touching it – not yet at least.  My tongue trailed down your stomach, dipped into your belly button, and continued further down.  I traced a path around your hips, the hollow where your legs meet your hips.  Your pleas made me giggle but I continued on a maddening quest.  Without warning, my mouth found your balls.  I sucked on them gently, savoring the taste.  I felt your cock twitch for attention and your balls contract as I continued to suck.  I couldn’t delay what I wanted.   My tongue traced your cock’s underside up until its big purple head.  I started slowly by sucking only on the head.  My hand stroked the length while I drove you crazy.   Taking my hand off, I leaned over further, taking the cock fully in my mouth.  My hands started pinching my own nipples as I felt my pussy getting wet and hot.  I wanted you in this moment, more than I’ve wanted anyone else.  You didn’t want to cum in my mouth, this time, but wanted to feel my hot pussy, taste my wetness.  I ignored your desires and continued to suck on you, alternating fast and slow.  I moaned feeling your cock getting thicker and pulsating.  Your hand found my breast and massaged it, grabbing it, pinching my nipple.  You called my name as your cock spewed its seed.  I swallowed the thick warm cum, licking you clean, savoring the taste of you in my mouth.  I took your hand and kissed your palm.  Laughing I sat back and watched you in a post orgasm daze.   You grabbed me, kissed me, and said my turn would be soon enough.

 
…to be continued.

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I've loved her since the day we met. She is my one and only and always

will be. All other shall always be her when I close my eyes. This is how I

wish things could be. *blows her a kiss* I love you. This is for you.


She was his best friend, but more importantly than that she was the one

who held his heart. As their time together progressed and their friendship

deepened, so too did his love for her. Her smile, her laugh the simple way

she entered a room made his heart flutter. He could never tell her the

truth, never risk losing his best friend, even if it might mean gaining

the love of his soul mate. Besides, she was happy.. or so he thought. It

was just past eight when his phon
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e sounded that familiar ring that he

knew to be her, a smile curving his lips as he leapt across the room to

answer. "Hey you", he spoke eagerly into the phone. What greeted him

caused his heart to fall into his stomach. In a tear choked voice she

spoke "I need you....I don't want to be alone". In what seemed to the next

moment he was at her door, her head resting upon his shoulder as he

wrapped his arms about her form. "How...could he?" she said softly as her

fingers curled into the fabric of his shirt, twisting it so much that it

pulled from the waist of his pants. "I'm sorry" he whispered in her ear as

he lead her back inside and guided her onto the couch. Between tears and

broken rambling he got the story. Her fiancée had been seeing someone

else, lying to her for months and using her. He wanted to be angry, he

wanted to run off and turn this man who had hurt her into a bruised and

battered mess. But instead his heart was filled with nothing but love and

compassion for the delicate creature beside him. He moved closer to her,

his arm wrapped around her shoulders as rested her head upon his chest.

"It'll be ok, we'll get through this together" he spoke softly as his

fingers rose and ran through her hair just above her brow and past her

ear. She swallowed hard, her eyes opening and staring straight ahead, a

million thoughts going through her mind as his fingertip continued to run

through her hair. "You've always been there....no matter what." He leaned

and kissed the top of her head, "and I always will be...shhh.. just rest,

its been a long day." Her eyes blinked, still holding that deep

thoughtfulness. The arm around her shoulders moved some, his fingers

running up and down her side, softly brushing her ribs. Her eyes closed,

her breathing growing deeper. Rolling onto her back, her eyes opened as

she looked up into his eyes. For a moment all he could do was stare back,

his breathing growing deeper as his heart faltered within his chest. "Your

heart is beating so fast", she said with a smile grin, a glisten sparkling

in her teary eyes. "..." he tried to speak, but the words fell short as he

got lost in those eyes. "I asked my sister to watch the kids for night",

her fingers rising to stroke the side of his face. The hand that had been

stroking her hair rose and took her fingers, bringing them to his lips

where he kissed them softly. "I don't want to.." his words were cut off as

she pressed her fingers to his lips. "This is what I want..." her body

rose and pressed her lips to his, his hand rising to the side of her face

as their kiss deepened. The tip of his tongue ran over her lips, tempting

them to open for him. Pushing her backward onto the couch, his knee

parting hers as he lowered onto her, his tongue dipping into the sweet

warm of her mouth. They both moaned, their eyes closing as his tongue ran

over her lips and began to kiss down her throat. She squirmed beneath him,

arching her back and thrusting against her knee as his kisses moved lower,

tracing her breast bone. His hands ran down her sides, tracing her hips

and lifting them to grind against her as he looked down into her lust

filled eyes. "Please" she spoke breathlessly as his mouth lowered to her

beltline, tugging her shirt upward slightly so he could kiss along the

edge of her pants and trace her bellybutton with his tongue. She gasped, a

tingle running up her spine as he continued to kiss and nibble along her

belt line, pulling the button free with his teeth and kissing the area of

fresh skin he revealed. Her eyes closed and back arched, he continued to

breath heavily and whimper as he tugged her jeans down her legs slowly.

Starting at her toes, he began a slow ascension upon her legs, softly

kisses and nibbles as he worked his way over the tops of her feet, ankles,

up her shins. His tongue ran lightly behind her knee as his hands parted

her thighs and looked up at her. Her eyes opened when he paused, looking

down at him. He kissed each of her thighs, still watching her face as his

tongue ran along the outside of her already soaked panties. She tossed her

head back and moaned at the feel of his tongue, his fingers curling into

the band of her panties and drawing them down her legs. He returned to her

juicy warmth, parting her thighs further as he traced the edges of her

slit with the tip of his tongue, savoring the stray juices. She was going

nuts, his warm breath caressing her wet folds. "mmmm" whispered, his lips

vibrating against her slit before his tongue dipped within and flicked

slowly upward to her clit and then back down. He repeated his several

times, stroking her clit harder each tip with the tip of his tongue as it

grew harder and more pronounced. Her scent and taste drove him wild, his

tongue slipped deep inside of her and moved as though it were a wild

snake. Her moans grew louder, her hips rising toward his face as her

fingers ran through his hair and curled, pulled his head upward.

"I...please...I need you inside of me" He smiled, licking her juices from

his lips before he leaned to kiss her once more, her hands working as his

belt and pushing his jeans down with her help. Rising briefly he pulled

them off and tossed them aside, lowering back to the bed and parting her

thighs with his knee. His fingers ran up her arms and pinned them above

her head as the rock hard tip of his manhood graved her inner thigh and

along the edges of her juice coated sweetness. Teasing her slit up and

down, the tip of his manhood circling her clit. Her arms pinned above her

head, all she could do was gasp and push her hips upward toward him. He

leaned and kissed down her neck, along her collarbone and up behind her

ear, licking and nibbling her ear lob as he continued to tease her.

Slipping just inside and then back out, tease up and down before sliding

back in just a little deeper and then back out. She whimpered and moaned,

head tossing side to side as she struggled. "Please... I have to have

you... please fuck me.. I need you". He looked into her eyes, pausing for

a moment. "I love you". He pushed slowly inside of her until her was at

his deepest and then slowly pulled back out. "I always have" He pushed

back inside of her, building a slowly increasing rhythm. Her eyes met with

his, her heart falling nearly through her back at his words. She barely

had time to process them before he slid inside of her and started to drive

her already hot, wet pussy toward orgasm. Her back arched with each

thrust, pushing herself closer , trying to get him deeper as she wrapped

her legs around his waists and locked her ankles behind his back.

Releasing her hands, he grasped her hips to get better leverage, thrusting

harder and faster, his eyes never leaving her face. Their bodies rose

higher and higher, sweat pouring from them as their neared that edge of

ecstasy and then fell over it together. He leaned and took her mouth in a

passionate kiss as he felt her start to tighten about him. His kisses

animalistic and intense as he trust as deep and hard as he could, spasming

inside of her as they came together. He continued to stroke inside of her,

as their continued to kiss softly, slowly coming back from what felt like

another world, her legs releasing their hold upon him and falling back to

the bed. He would wrap his arms around her and roll, pulling her atop him

when he held her close to his chest where she rested her head. After what

seemed like an eternity she lifted her face and looked into his eyes. "I

love you too"

Sally's Hero

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I had been dating Ann for almost a year and had come to know her two kids very well. Sally was a 17 year old and turning into a beautiful woman. Sally had long brown hair, a pair of breast that would cause any man or teenage boy to water at the mouth and become a babbling fool. Sally was about 5 feet 4 inches high and still had some baby fat in the right places. Everytime I was over, I would always check out Sally's ass as she pranced around the house in her baby doll pajamas. Ann and I had just finished swimming in her pool, laughing because I still had a hard on after Ann had teased me with a playful blowjob. She promised me that there was more to come after Sally left the house to stay at her friends house for the night. We were going to have dinner and watch a movie, then

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continue the pool scene in the bedroom. I couldn't wait and continued to sport a hard on thinking about what was to come.

Ann and I were sitting in the living room, still in our swim suits, having a drink when all of a sudden we heard Sally let out a loud scream from the bathroom where she was taking a shower. Both of us jumped up to see what had happen. As we opened the bathroom door, there was Sally, still in the shower with a towel semi wrapped around her. The towel only covering one of her tits and barely covering the rest of her. For a moment, I stood there like a stone statue staring at Sally's tit. It was semi tanned, with the rest as white as milk and her nipple was dark and protruding straight out, still excited from the shower that Sally had just finished. Coming back to realization, we ask Sally what was the matter. She pointed to the corner and said that there was a large Palmetto bug(nothing more than a large cockroach) that was on the rug as she was stepping out of the shower. I immediately grabbed a magazine and hunted the Palmetto bug down and ended its life with one swat of the magazine(Playboy) which Sally had been reading earlier. After getting rid of the bug, Sally calmed down and realized that she was partly exposed and smiled at us both and apoligized. Ann and I smiled at her and said that it was alright and we were glad nothing had happened to her.

Ann went to make us another drink when the phone rang. It was her son calling saying that he had had a small accident with his car. Ann immediately went into her mother mode and was frantic that her son could have been hurt. Ann told her son that she would be right there to get him. Ann apoligized to me, told me to just wait and she would be right back. Ann said fix yourself a drink and that she shouldn't be long. I said ok as she slipped on a pair of shorts and halter top and was out the door.

A Journey of a Real Woman

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A JOURNEY OF A REAL WOMAN
By Kacey1999
Email kcdouglas1999@yahoo.com
Please email me your comments and suggestion, as I appreciate readers who take the time to give feedback. The style of this story is new and I hope readers can understand what I tried to do. I am telling Betsy's story, as she gets set to turn 40, and she thinks back to what has happened in her life.

Betsy is probably the most appealing woman I know, and strangely, I am not sure if she is not the wittiest, smartest woman... or the craziest.

Chapter Three

Betsy had something to eat and felt thoroughly refreshed. The weekend dream festival was progressing exactly as planned and she still had chapters of her life story to review. Her grad school relationship with Ron was over and thankfully she had gotten rid
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of a demon that had bothered her for many years. Then she remembered the promise to go over everything that happened in the SM chamber owned by Ron's boss.

Now that she had rid herself of the nightmares from the experience, she looked forward to reviewing the torture. Suddenly a shiver ran up her spine, making the hair on the back of her head, stand up. Betsy realized the many torture machines had revealed her secret dark-side. The wicked contempt shown by Ron and his boss had overly excited her, and it resulted in the orgasm of her life. But Betsy vowed to not dwell on the experience right now and she planned to save that for another chapter.

Betsy's rest period was done and she rushed back to the spare bedroom for more erotic dreams. She was already into the next chapter when she jumped on the bed. Betsy landed in a comfortable position on her back and felt it was best because she could look up at this mysterious woman living her life without regrets. Of course she was the woman and loved trying to visualize everything right down to the most interesting detail.

Grad school was finished and so was her affair with Ron. Betsy moved back to New Orleans taking a part-time, teaching job while putting her resume out to every school in the south. She lived with her father and he was very glad to have her living at home again. Being the only child, she was close to her father and it gave her a chance to do things for him again. It never hurt to have a woman's touch around the house, and Betsy's dad loved having her around even though she nagged him.

This chapter of her life would see Betsy discover herself, as a mature woman. Her education years were over and now it was time to find a job she liked. It was a little before Mardi Gras and certainly party time in New Orleans. Betsy was at a party when she met Phil. He walked into the room with a cooler in his hand and instantly zeroed in on the sexiest woman in the room. They talked and Phil invited Betsy to a basketball game the next day.

Phil invited her to Washington, DC for a Congressional Mardi Gras party, which Betsy could still remember. He booked her into the Ritz and they made love over the weekend. It started a long distance relationship with daily phone calls and constant emails that went on for months. Then Betsy was offered a job in Virginia. It was much better money than her New Orleans job and she moved there to be nearer to Phil.

The Virginia location turned out great for a job plus rest and relaxation activities. Phil rented a beach house on the eastern shore for the summer and the couple went there every weekend. Betsy loved the beach, not so much for the water, but just for the playful atmosphere. The house had five bedrooms and two baths and Phil had most of the extra space rented out to his friends. He retained the largest bedroom on the main floor and the other four bedrooms were on the second level. There was a walkway on that level overlooking the dining room, which gave the house a very comfortable feeling.

Most of the weekends were spent on the beach drinking, sunning and playing volleyball. Phil was a big volleyball guy and games were played in the sand for the entire summer. Betsy got to know most of the regulars even though there was a constant change of faces. At night most of the people would just come and go, as they pleased, but that didn't bother anyone.

Betsy didn't like volleyball but she watched it a lot just to make Phil happy. Most of the guys had nicknames and she found most of them quite hilarious. There was Shape, Supershape who was Shape's brother, Bagman, Pisser and Flipper. When she found out how Flipper got his name, Betsy almost choked. It seemed he was setting up a gangbang on some girl and someone opened the door to the room he was in, to check on what was happening. Flipper was performing oral sex on the girl and he couldn't get any leverage so his arms were flipping back as he tried.

Suddenly Betsy wondered what the guys called her but she shivered thinking that it was probably better not to know. Her life story abruptly got more interesting. It was near the end of summer when she was sitting at the dining room table with Phil and a new guy came in. He was a hunk who was staying in one of the upstairs bedrooms for the first time.

Betsy remembered being smitten by the guy from the very first time she set eyes on him. She found out his name was Thomas and they had a very nice conversation that eventful day. It made her smile now when she remembered just how naïve and inexperienced she was in those days. Phil, Thomas and she sat around most of the day drinking far too much and joking. As was his custom, Phil was feeling no pain by late in the day.

About eight in the evening, Betsy noticed a constant stream of guys going into one of the bedrooms. When she asked why, Thomas simply said that the only way to find out was to have a look. The three went upstairs and Betsy was utterly shocked beyond belief when the door opened. She remembered peeking into the room and the scene taking her breath away. As she found out later, Shape had picked up a girl named Marty and he turned her over to all of his buddies. When Betsy looked into the room, she noticed the naked woman on the bed and she was drenched with white, sticky cum.

Betsy wondered if it was lucky or unlucky, but she witnessed Marty being savagely fucked. There was one guy fucking her, another guy with his fat cock in her mouth and a couple others were jerking off on her chest. All of a sudden Betsy's dream flashed into bright, vivid Technicolor. There were three or four naked guys waiting their turn in the room when a sudden onrush of more guys entered.

To this day, Betsy never knew how the newcomers snatched her but suddenly she was inside the room. Frantically she looked around and couldn't find Phil or Thomas. Everything happened so fast that even today she couldn't believe how she was pushed up against the rocking bed. She remembered very vividly trying to stop all the hands, which were all over her body.

It made her laugh now, but at the time she was terrified. She grabbed someone's bold hand just as it was about to feel her breast and someone else's hand shot under her shirt. Her boobs were outside her bra so fast that she was dumbfounded. Suddenly she had to let go of the hands trying to grope her chest, as there were far more pressing issues. A guy had his hands all over her crotch and another guy was trying to undo her pants.

What she heard still sent shivers through her body. "Fresh meat. Hurry up guys... strip the bitch and get her on the fucking bed. Holy sweet shit... this bitch has nice tits. Look at those jugs... and those fucking nipples."

The noise in the room was deafening and everyone was cheering. Not only for the guys screwing the slut on the bed but for the guys taking liberties with the new slut. Betsy rolled her head around frantically looking for help. Then she saw her boyfriend and Thomas trying to push the guys aside so they could rescue her. Betsy pleaded for her life just as a guy held her arms fully stretched up in the air. Another guy pushed her shirt and bra all the way up to her neck and yet someone else squeezed her boobs like he had never felt tits before.

Everything was out of control. Suddenly she involuntarily sucked in her breath when she felt a hand slip into the waistband of her pants. She didn't mean to but it gave the man more freedom. He quickly shoved his hand into her panties and instantly his fingers closed on her crotch. Nothing so dramatic had ever happened to her before and all Betsy could do was squirm and struggle to get free.

Her boobs were waving around like freelance balloons. All of a sudden one of the guys groping her went flying across the room. Then Thomas was standing beside her telling her drunken boyfriend that they should get poor little Betsy back to her own bedroom. Just as he started to lead her from the crowd of sex-starved maniacs, a mountain of a nude man stopped them. He told Thomas that she was the, 'new meat,' but Thomas said he didn't think so. This moose grabbed the front of Thomas' shirt and made a mistake of confronting an unknown opponent.

Betsy remembered acting stupid at the time but now she laughed at it. As was her custom, she volunteered to go with the man if it meant he would leave Thomas and Phil alone. She remembered thinking the man was going to beat the shit out of her friends because of her, so the only sane thing she could do was go with the man. The last thing she remembered was Thomas letting go of her hand, as a gesture that he was willing to let her go.

When she turned her back to take the mountain man's hand, the man went flying past her and landed on the floor in a heap. His face was bloody and Betsy thought she was dreaming. Then someone took her hand and out the door they went untouched or unmolested. Her legs were so wobbly that Betsy could hardly walk and Thomas led the way to his bedroom, which was down the hall.

Drunken Phil followed and he had obviously been affected by the near gangbang of his girlfriend. About the last thing in the world Betsy ever expected she would be willing to do, she did. Her shirt and bra were still askew and she stood motionless when her boyfriend stripped them from her overheated body. Phil was too drunk to care that someone else was in the room and he took his clothes off. "Bets... love. I couldn't believe my eyes... they fucking had your gorgeous tits right out in the open. Fuck honey... I almost came in my pants when that one guy rubbed his cock all over you. Fuck... the one guy shoved his fucking hand down your pants. When he took it out and licked his wet fingers... I wanted to fuck you right there."

Phil was shaky but finally managed to get his clothes off. He stood naked, as a jaybird, and let his cock wave in the air when he kept talking. "Honey. I'm sure they would have gangbanged you if Thomas hadn't been there. Yano what I think? I think we should give Thomas a reward. Let him have sex with you. Co'mon... let's do it."

His hands were all over her and to this day Betsy couldn't understand why she didn't resist. She merely stood in the room and let her boyfriend take all her clothes off right in front of an almost complete stranger. But then she realized. From the first moment she saw Thomas, she knew he was the man for her. She had never dreamed of being unfaithful to Phil but suddenly she was more than willing.

Betsy could still see the nicest smile on the man's face once she was naked. She stared into his dark, paralyzing eyes and knew everything was okay. Thomas did a striptease that any man would be proud of and when he was naked, Betsy's eyes widened in awe. He was all muscle and hung. She could still remember being extremely calm waiting for things to happen.

Then Phil guided Betsy to the bed and she never complained. He almost tossed her down while giving every indication that he wanted her to suck his cock. Phil loved having her give him a blowjob and he held his hips out expecting Betsy to fulfill his wishes. "Come on baby. Show the man. Suck cock like you know how," Phil said. "And get on your hands and knees... so Thomas can get his reward."

Her boyfriend was serious even though the alcohol influenced him. "Christ baby... I want to watch. I want to watch you have sex with someone," Phil whispered. "I want to watch you give head and get fucked at the same time... by him!"

Betsy was simply amazed when it happened. Phil manhandled her until she was on hands and knees and in the desired position. The images of being completely vulnerable flashed in her head and they made her tremble. Phil shoved his cock in her face and Betsy had no alternative but to put it in her mouth. She started sucking Phil and used her hands to stroke his cock just the way he liked.

Betsy remembered how severely she trembled when the bed moved. She knew Thomas was getting settled behind her and suddenly she felt something brush against her exposed backside. The devastating thought of being taken by a stranger was more thrilling than she ever imagined.

She obediently sucked Phil's cock but all of her senses were focused on what Thomas was doing. Betsy felt the man rub his cock all over her butt and then he touched her between the legs. Her body jerked forward and Phil's cock shot down her throat taking her breath away. Suddenly a streak of lightning struck her pussy opening and the blazing bolt went straight to her head.

Thomas felt the upturned ass quiver and rock when he split the puffy labia. He realized Betsy was experiencing a premature orgasm and didn't want to make her wait. Thomas rammed his cock to the hilt and he had never felt anything like it. The extreme heat instantly made his temperature rise and then Betsy pushed back at him. Her sexy body went into convulsion right away and Thomas couldn't believe his good luck.

All that interested Phil was inside of Betsy's scorching mouth. He squirmed and tried to make the blowjob last a long time but Betsy was far too determined to end it quickly. She pumped her hand back and forth on his stiff shaft and kept the knob buried in her hot mouth. Even in his drunken stupor, Phil wondered if it was such a good idea. His glassy eyes stared at Thomas, as the man ravaged his girlfriend from behind.

Phil reasoned his stamina lasted such a brief time was because of being able to watch Thomas with his girlfriend. He heard bare flesh slapping together, as Thomas fucked Betsy, and all Phil imagined was the man's big cock going in and out of her precious snatch. Phil merely grabbed her head tightly when his orgasm exploded in Betsy's sucking mouth. Then he threw his head back and only wanted to imagine himself with Betsy.

Betsy's belly was still experiencing severe contractions when her mouth filled with molten lava. She desperately swallowed Phil's massive load and tried hard not to choke. Just as the last few drops were sucked out of Phil's throbbing pecker, Betsy felt something profound. There wasn't much she could do immediately following a climax but somehow her belly shuddered when the burning lava filled her inner sanctuary.

Thomas' strong fingers closed around her waist and he squeezed hard. Betsy felt Thomas pull back at the same time he thrust forward with his powerful hips and she thought the top of her head was coming off. Suddenly more spasms rocked her sweating body, as the man fucked her into a subconscious state.

All three sort of collapsed on the bed when the animal lust ended. Thomas kept his distance not wanting to get too close to the couple but Phil had other ideas. His desire for sexual gratification had been satisfied and all he could think of was having another drink. Phil obviously wasn't thinking straight when he excused himself, which shocked Betsy beyond belief. He told Betsy that he was going for another drink and then look in on what the other guys were doing. She took it to mean Phil wanted to watch the gangbang in Marty's bedroom, but the thought didn't upset her at all.

***

Betsy remembered being not the least bit concerned when her boyfriend left her with someone else. She was lying on her side and suddenly felt Thomas shifting across the bed until he was up against her back. He hugged her for the longest time and it was the most wonderful feeling. Betsy liked to cuddle after intercourse and in no time her eyes got heavy and closed.

She could still remember what happened next. The memory was still like it happened yesterday and Betsy was determined to take her time with this section of her life story. Her mind drifted back to 1991 and she relived one of the most memorable affairs of her life.

Betsy was almost asleep, but Thomas had other plans. His right arm was over top of her torso and Betsy kept her arms outstretched, which left her entire front unguarded. At first Thomas' hand merely caressed the front of her body without lingering on any specific spot. In the perfect dreamland state, Betsy faced away from Thomas and let her mind drift through empty space.

All of a sudden she was aware of his hand caressing and kneading her tits. One boob at a time, Thomas squeezed and tenderly massaged before lingering on each nipple until it was rock hard. There was a warm smile on her face and Betsy loved that inter-dimensional feeling of being half asleep. Suddenly her heart skipped a few beats when she felt something hard stirring against the back of her legs.

She remembered not wanting to open her eyes so she laid still wishing for more lovely embraces. His hand moved from her heaving chest to her tummy, which was going in and out at a furious rate. She felt his fingers tracing lightly across her stomach and then stop at her bellybutton. Betsy sucked in her breath when Thomas touched her hollow and then he teased her until she whimpered out loud.
"This time... we are going to do it right. Make mad, passionate love," Thomas whispered into her ear. "Lift your leg... up a bit."

Betsy heard his command and obediently lifted her right leg slightly. She didn't expect the biggest thrill when Thomas' hard cock sprang between her thighs. His throbbing member stretched between her legs and sprang up against her wetness.

Thomas knew exactly what would get Betsy's blood boiling. His right hand snaked downward and then he put his fingers directly over his hard cock. He pushed hard and felt his shaft embed itself in the immense wetness, which made Betsy's hips quiver wildly. Then he threatened to push the head of his cock into her honey hole and Betsy's breathing halted. Thomas left his meat embedded in Betsy's pussy slit and he deftly squirmed his fingers around the thick head to surround her throbbing clitoris.

Betsy felt the head of his cock directly at her opening and his fingers pulling the swollen clit out of the vast wetness. Suddenly her breathing resumed but it was ragged and very broken. Now at the age of 39 and remembering the events in her life, Betsy recalled thinking how the first time was heaven, and the second time was heavenly bliss. She abruptly broke the embrace and rolled over to face Thomas. "Oh gawd, I need you. Please, please make love to me," she whispered.

Thomas was skilled in the many facets of what a woman wanted and needed. "Put your hands on it. Feel my cock and make it harder," he whispered. She instantly obeyed not wanting to wait any longer. "Make it nice and hard... hard so you can sit on it."

Betsy wondered what he meant but she didn't have to wait long before finding out. Thomas rolled onto his back and that put his engorged cock in a most prestigious position. It hovered at an angle above his hips and Betsy couldn't resist putting her dainty fingers around the thick shaft.

"I want to watch you. Watch you make love to me. See you with my cock in your hands... and then see you sitting on top of it," he whispered.

Betsy couldn't take her eyes off his penis. Her fingers were wrapped around the shaft and she felt the cock pulsating madly. She swooped down and kissed the glistening end but Thomas was not satisfied. "Leave it laying on my belly... and then sit on top. Sit on me so that your cunt is pushing against my cock. I want you to feel it... against your love-box," Thomas said. "I want to watch you... see you making love."

Thomas laid flat on his back with his legs together. Betsy crouched over his thighs and place one of her knees on either side on his outstretched legs. She bent over and put her face mere inches above his chest. Betsy would never forget the feeling. She squatted above his muscular hips and leaned forward. His pecker pressed against the front of her body and Betsy felt it jerking up and down so that it banged her belly.

Betsy couldn't remember wanting something so badly. She was willing to do whatever Thomas wanted if he would satisfy her burning desires. Suddenly he took control. "Suck my nipples. Suck'em love," he whispered. "Make them hard with your tongue... and your teeth!"

She had never heard any man say that but strangely Betsy found his request very stimulating. When she reached out and put his tiny nipple in her mouth, it was a most profound feeling. Her tongue rolled the bud around and covered it with saliva, which brought moans from Thomas. "Yes baby. Just like that... now the other."

Betsy caressed both nipples and found the experience made her even hotter. Then she nibbled on the tiny buds and noticed how his chest seemed to push up to meet her mouth. Suddenly Thomas put his strong hands on her ass cheeks and moved her butt until it was directly over his crotch. She had to straighten up but managed to retain a hold on his nipples. "Sit on it. Put your wet pussy right on top of my cock. Push my cock into your lips. Baby... spread those juicy lips with my cock," he said.

Thomas guided her hips and he knew when things were right. Betsy gasped out loud when the throbbing cock split her soaked pussy lips and the thick shaft embedded into her narrow slit. She sat up straighter but kept her hands on his chest. Her fingers pinched his nipples and twisted them ever so tenderly.

The thick cock burned her pussy and Betsy couldn't sit still. Her hips jiggled back and forth and Thomas pulled down hard with his hands around her slender waist. Suddenly Betsy wanted it now. Her tummy started to quiver in and out and Thomas was afraid she was not going to wait so he lifted her up. "Not yet. Get up... hold my cock up and sit on it. I want it in your belly," he moaned.
Betsy shifted to the rear so that she was sitting on his legs. Her hand grabbed the enlarged cock as soon as it was free and she held it straight up in the air. Betsy would never forget the feeling. She squatted and ever so slowly moved forward until she was above his muscular hips again. Then she held perfectly still.

Betsy stared down at the upstanding cock. She wondered if she should sit down but her body was moving before the answer came. Thomas put his hands around her waist and guided her forward, an inch at a time. When the tip of his bulbous cock touched her crotch, her breathing stopped. Betsy was afraid to take her hand off his thick shaft and held the cock straight up.

The feeling was out of this world when her body lowered a little. First one inch, then two, and suddenly her hand let go. Betsy was staring into his eyes when it happened. She felt his hands tug on her slender waist and knew he was going to do it. She merely held her breath waiting. Then Thomas squeezed his hands into her burning flesh and pulled downward with all his strength. He thrust up with his powerful hips and buried his cock to the hilt with one swift stab.

It must have taken minutes to start breathing again, and when she did, all Betsy could do was gasp desperately for much needed air. She was positive that she started creaming on the first thrust and didn't stop until he finally climaxed deep inside of her. It was the longest and most intense orgasm of her life up to that point and one she would always remember.

That time, years ago with Thomas, still brought back good memories. Betsy also realized that it was a defining moment in her life. She realized her relationship with Phil was over and vowed to leave her boyfriend to be with Thomas. The ecstasy lasted for hours that night and she experienced one orgasm after another.

She wasn't sure what time it was when she left Thomas' room but eventually she wound up back in bed with her boyfriend. Phil must have passed out sometime during the night like he did every weekend. He was in bed still completely dressed and hardly stirred when she came to bed. Phil mumbled some indistinguishable statement, as she climbed into bed, and Betsy assumed he was oblivious to her spending hours with another man.

'But then again,' Betsy mused. 'Maybe he knew and wanted me to screw his buddy.' Phil's eyes flickered for a brief moment, as if he acknowledged her return to bed from using the bathroom.

***

In the morning, Phil had a humongous hangover. He woke up and threw his arm around Betsy but luckily for her, he didn't try anything. Betsy remembered thinking at the time that she didn't want to have sex with Phil. She had such a wonderful feeling after the night with Thomas and she didn't want to spoil it.

Sunday morning was a complete blur with Betsy reminiscing about the time with Thomas. She had breakfast with Phil and immediately after went up to the room she shared with Thomas. That was when she felt like someone stabbed her in the heart. The room was empty and it had been neatly cleaned up. Betsy stood outside the room in disbelief, which must have been noted by a girl, named Penny, who was walking by.

"Are you looking for Thomas? If so... he's gone. Packed up and left about nine," the girl informed Betsy. She could see the concerned look on Betsy's pretty face so she continued. "I liked Thomas. He's not like most of the guys. Are you his girlfriend?"

Betsy was not able to speak right away but found her voice eventually. "No. No... We're just friends. I'll see him later... I'm sure he'll be on the beach this afternoon."

Betsy thought back to her initial meeting with Penny. She was a lovely girl who went to church every Sunday. Penny was fairly thin and she had the cutest smile on her face all the time. The one thing a person noticed about Penny right away was that the woman didn't have boobs. Betsy remembered feeling sorry for her at the time but later she realized that Penny had nipples that made up for any lack of tits.

Right after finding out that Thomas had departed, Betsy had to be alone. She left Penny standing in the hallway and rushed back to her room. Phil had already changed for the beach and he was dressed in his normal volleyball attire. They exchanged greetings and agreed to meet on the beach at the courts. Betsy stayed in the room for about an hour but then decided it was best to socialize.

Most of the regulars were already at the beach when Betsy finally arrived. She needed sleep more than anything and quickly nodded off into dreamland once her chair was settled on the sand. Even the loud hollering and volleyball cheering didn't bother her that day. Her mind drifted off and it was Thomas who was in her most intimate thoughts.

After thirty minutes, someone thrust a beer into her hand. There was still no sign of Thomas so Betsy slowly sipped the beer while nonchalantly watching the sweaty volleyball players playing in the sand. Then she dropped off asleep for another hour before repeating the frustrating exercise. She thought about last night and her mind tuned out all of the things going on around her.

It was like trying to solve an equation and all Betsy thought about was when, and if, Thomas would show up. She had that worried, sickening feeling that people got when they weren't sure about a love affair. Betsy remembered every question rushing through her distraught mind waiting to see Thomas again. 'Did Thomas like her? Did he want her to be his girlfriend? Did she do something wrong or did Thomas just use her last night?'

The last question was the most disturbing, but Betsy didn't believe the man betrayed her feelings and emotions. She was still disillusioned and halfway through her third beer when her thoughts were interrupted. "Is this chair taken? My... you look even lovelier than last night."

Betsy came fully awake in a heartbeat and she started to stutter. "What? No... Oh, no," she muttered before realizing there was no chair but her own around. She blushed and could feel her heart beating so fast it must have made her look silly.

Thomas sat down in the sand and they chatted for a long time. They talked about nothing and little things that didn't require much thinking. Suddenly she realized that she didn't know much about the man. She did most of the talking last night, a southern thing, she thought. So they chatted about him. Betsy asked about the mountain man last night, as she was still confused about how the man went flying. Thomas told her that he was a 3rd degree black belt so quite competent when push came to shove.

It bothered Betsy that Thomas had left before seeing her in the morning. He quickly put her fears to rest by explaining that he had to do an errand. Apparently he was moving and had to pick up the keys to his new house in Boston that morning. Betsy felt much better once Thomas told her how he hurried through the transfer and rushed back just to see her.

Betsy was in heaven after hearing his heart-warming revelation. They each had a beer and then Thomas suggested they go up to the beach house. "Last night meant a lot to me. Come... I want to fuck you again," he whispered. Her jaw dropped both from surprise and great elation. She gulped her beer and off they went.

They went directly to the same room as last night. Luckily it was still unoccupied and her heart stopped when the door slammed shut. They stood face to face and Betsy watched his lips move. "Take off your suit. I know it's a beautiful bikini, but I want to see your gorgeous body... naked," Thomas said.
Betsy did as he requested and in a flash Thomas also stripped. "Have you ever masturbated?"

She almost fainted but couldn't stop her response. "Yes."

The look on his face was serious. "Show me!"

Betsy often touched herself when she was with a partner but suddenly she didn't know what to do. Thomas moved over to sit in a chair beside the bed and motioned for her to use the bed. Betsy slowly walked over and sat down facing Thomas. She assumed it would be easy to masturbate but that was far from what happened.

All of a sudden she didn't get aroused or worked up when she caressed her boobs. Betsy rolled her nipples around and around but all that did was get them hard. Then she shifted her hand down to her pelvis and put her fingers between her legs. It went better but she still didn't feel close to achieving an orgasm.

Suddenly inspiration hit. She visualized seeing Marty during that horrible gangbang. Then Betsy remembered being forced into the room by strangers and having her top lifted up above her breasts. She vowed never to admit the feelings she felt at the time. Her juices started to run and she felt the crotch of her panties getting soaked. Then she pictured the men holding her arms up in the air so they could fondle her boobs.

Betsy's hand started to move a lot faster. Suddenly the masturbation was much easier. She remembered her nipples being pinched so hard it hurt but that didn't matter at the time. Her visualization continued with the men molesting her boobs and one guy even sucked her nipple. Then Betsy pictured what should have been the most disturbing thing that happened. While the men groped her titties, another man shoved his hand inside her pants. The man had one goal in mind and his fingers entered her wetness with lightning speed.

Afterwards Betsy wondered if she spread her legs or if the man forced them apart. She remembered struggling like crazy, but it merely seemed to give the man more freedom. Suddenly her fingers were his fingers. She put the clit between her thumb and forefinger and started twirling it vigorously until she felt the first spasm shot through her loins.

Thomas watched the erotic bliss with immense admiration. He adored Betsy's wit and charm but suddenly he loved her sexy body and adorable treasures. Betsy threw her head back and pushed out her chest when her left hand grabbed a boob. Her fingers pulled the hard nipple outward, as if offering it to the enthusiastic onlooker. Her right hand was a blur and Thomas caught brief glimpses of the rosy bud when it swirled around in the vast wetness.

Thomas knew exactly when Betsy climaxed. Her right hand stopped moving except for her fingers squeezing the puffy clit. Then her hips jerked out of control and thrust wildly at the imaginary stranger. When the orgasm subsided enough to enable Betsy to breathe properly again, Thomas ordered her to suck his cock. "Get me harder. Put your lips around my cock and suck it... so I can stick it in your cunt," he commanded. In a less demanding manner he added, "Baby... I want to fuck you so badly."

It made her chuckle now, but Thomas was a mouthful. There was no need to get him hard because his cock was already throbbing like crazy. But she obeyed relishing the opportunity to satisfy his demands. Then Thomas ordered her to kneel beside the bed. He jerked Betsy around and made her go down on her hands and knees. He forced her upper torso onto the bed with her head facing to the side. It was that familiar position, which Betsy loved, and she readied herself for what came next.

Suddenly it all made sense to her even though it was years later. Thomas liked being in control and he loved ordering her to do things. He never asked or pleaded for her to do something, he only ordered her. In the beginning, she would have it no other way. She was submissive and liked pleasing others and this was her way of making someone special in her life happy.

Once again Betsy was in heaven. Thomas knelt behind her and he did everything in slow-motion. He put the flared head of his cock at her opening and then he slowly pressed his hips forward. His glorious penis slid into her volcano and she could only remain stationary. Betsy felt his hand on her side so she lifted up slightly, thinking he wanted to reach under her outstretched torso. Instead he grabbed her hand and rolled her fingers up but left her thumb sticking out. Then he ordered her to suck her thumb, which she did right away.

The rest was a blur to Betsy even now. She remembered sucking her thumb and Thomas pounding her cunt like a madman. She experienced one orgasm followed immediately by another and it seemed the man had everlasting stamina. Lights flashed in her head, her nipples were on fire and a thousand volts of electricity zapped her whole body. Then she felt his hips jerking randomly out of control and suddenly her entire body shut down.

When Betsy came down out of the clouds, she was in his arms. Her head was on Thomas' chest and they talked for a while. He mentioned how lucky it was that her thumb was in her mouth when she climaxed because her loud groans of ecstasy would have been heard at the beach. All of a sudden Betsy realized something. It was during this tender embrace that the first thoughts of love entered her head.

They talked and laughed. It seemed so different than anything before. Betsy started playing with his nipples, which she knew he liked. The next thing she knew it was blowjob time. "Hold it. Put the tip of my cock in your mouth... just the tip," Thomas ordered. "Now put your tongue under my cock. Lick it with your tongue... but just keep the tip in your mouth. Yes... yes, like that."

Betsy's eyes were glassy, as she stared down at the big penis. "Now stroke it baby. Both hands... stroke it... stroke it harder," he said. "Yes... both hands back and forth... just like that. Keep doing it just like that and watch it cum. Watch me fill your mouth with cum, baby. You're the best cocksucker on the planet."

His vulgarity should have disgusted Betsy but it didn't. It seemed to provoke her even more and she yearned to make him happier. Betsy milked Thomas' thick cock until she swallowed his big load of creamy cum.

***

The time was getting to be late afternoon. Betsy and Thomas jumped out of bed with the realization that the beach crowd, especially Phil, would have noticed Betsy's disappearance. They showered and it took all their resolve to not start another session of torrid lovemaking. The beach house was about a block from the beach and Thomas thought he should return to the beach via a different route than Betsy. That made sense, Betsy reasoned, as it might look funny to Phil seeing his girlfriend show up with another man after she had been gone for hours.

Betsy hoped that she didn't look too guilty when she strolled back to her chair. The volleyball games were still going on but Phil quickly came over to her, wanting to know where she had been. For one of the very few times in her life, she lied. Betsy told her boyfriend that she had not been feeling so good after the beers and she had taken a nap. Then wisely she got them both a beer and afterwards listened to him droll on and on about his volleyball crap.

As Phil was yapping, Betsy finally saw Thomas walking up the beach. He was talking to a girl and Betsy remembering thinking how smart he was to solicit such a good cover-up. The girl had a great tan and she was wearing a bright green swimsuit. She appeared to have a pretty good body, but Betsy was too thrilled about what went on all afternoon to be jealous of the girl at first.
Then Thomas and the girl stopped and sat on the girl's towel. They chatted and laughed and Betsy almost flew into a fit of rage when the girl put her hand on Thomas' shoulder. She wanted to confront the bitch and tell her that Thomas was her man. Betsy was mad. Then she got mad at Thomas. Suddenly she got mad at Phil for his damn yapping.

Abruptly she told Phil that they should hit the road since tomorrow was a school day and she had to get up early. Betsy left the beach with Phil and she refused to look back at Thomas for fear of losing her nerve. She was determined to make a stand and show Thomas that she was not happy when he got too friendly with other women. Strange as it sounded now, Betsy reasoned her relationship with Thomas was much more than a fleeting afternoon, love affair.

Betsy had everything packed in no time. They departed so fast that Phil was amazed. He thought Betsy was peeved at something but hesitated to say anything for fear she was mad at him. They bid all their friends a goodbye until next weekend and hit the road.

Now years later, Betsy wondered how anyone could act so stupid. She lay in her state of dreamland remembering how mad she was at Thomas and the girl. Her anger turned out to be her boyfriend's immense gratification. Phil received the blowjob of his life on the drive home. He was utterly shocked when Betsy whipped his cock out and then bent over to suck it.

Phil wasn't stopping for anything because he didn't want Betsy to stop so he kept driving. The thrill of possibly getting caught or seen by someone on the busy interstate made the experience even more thrilling. Not much was said after he climaxed. Phil merely drove and Betsy sat quietly while they dreamed of separate issues. Betsy wondered if Thomas was real and if her relationship with Phil was actually over. Although Phil had always said they were not fully committed to each other, Betsy still felt guilty for having a secret affair.

***

The next weekend signaled the end of summer. It was a three-day affair with Monday being the last holiday of summer and everyone just wanted to party hard. Betsy thought she was right in assuming Phil didn't know anything about what happened last weekend with Thomas. She planned to get more of Thomas' personal information this weekend and hoped he would show up at the beach house. When she and Phil arrived at the house, all the bedrooms were full except for theirs.

Betsy rushed upstairs to the bedroom that she hoped Thomas would be in, but she sadly found the room occupied by an unforgettable guest. The door of the room was open and Betsy got a glimpse of Marty putting her things away. She had a sudden urge to order the woman out of the bedroom but realized it was not her place to assign rooms. A shiver of doubt went through her tummy wondering if Phil had given Thomas' old room to the disgusting Marty.

That Saturday was probably the longest day of her life. Betsy sat on the beach watching Phil and volleyball crowd and she remembered drinking way too much. She was kind of down on Phil because her mind was so preoccupied with hopes of seeing Thomas again. It seemed the day would never end but it finally did with a big party in their beach house living room. Everyone sat around getting blasted; it was a combination of too much sun, too much booze and too much late night carousing.

The mood on Sunday was far more sedated. Everyone was hung over and Betsy was no different than the rest. She was filled with worry and anxiety thinking that she poured her heart out to a man who didn't want her. It was like any person who dearly loved someone but didn't know whether that person loved them back. Sunday brunch was the first meal of the day and Betsy found herself sitting with Penny at the kitchen table.

The two women chatted casually and Penny asked her about Marty. Penny wanted to know what happened last weekend. Betsy watched the girl's reaction when she told her about Marty's gangbang but Penny's face didn't show anything. Knowing the girl was very religious, Betsy assumed that Penny would never condemn anyone for sinning in such an immoral way.

Once afternoon arrived, the group was over their hangovers. They were ready for some more sun and volleyball and everyone moved down to the beach. Betsy got her usual spot off to one side of the setup courts and she again lapsed into a state of nervous anxiety.

In the middle of the afternoon, all of a sudden she saw him. Thomas was standing with a group of guys who had just finished a volleyball game and he looked marvelous. Betsy didn't want to show too much enthusiasm, but she just couldn't wait. She almost ran up to the group and when Thomas saw her, his face lit up. Suddenly he excused himself and took Betsy's hand leading her off to one side so they could be alone.

"I had to come. Sorry I didn't get here earlier... but I got held up. I can't stay this weekend... and I wanted you to know that," Thomas whispered.

Betsy stood holding his hands while he kept talking. "I have a big family gathering that I have to attend. It's on right now but I had to come here to tell you... so you wouldn't think I was ignoring you," he explained. "Last weekend... was the best of my life. You mean everything to me... and I didn't want you to worry that I wasn't going to see you again."

"It's okay. I wasn't worried. I was just sitting around with the rest of the guys... enjoying the sun and having a few beers," Betsy said feeling her face blush a brilliant red.

"I have to be in Boston... well, about two hours ago," he whispered with a chuckle. "But I had to see you. Here! This is my business card. Please call me Wednesday. I'll be in my new home then."

They exchanged a loving embrace and suddenly everything was all right. Betsy watched him run down the beach until he was out of sight, and then she returned to her chair. The remainder of the afternoon and evening was a complete blur, as all she could think about was Wednesday, a new beginning in her love-life.

Betsy was still in a heightened, emotional state later in the evening. She remembered thinking that nothing could stop her from dreaming about what was in store for the future. Thinking back on that night, Betsy realized that her boyfriend likely planned the whole evening. She was oblivious to the reality Phil plied her with booze, which made her let down her guard. Betsy was completely oblivious that Phil knew about her secret affair.

Close to midnight, Phil pestered her to join him for a little private party in one of the upstairs bedrooms. Reluctantly Betsy went with him just wanting to get the evening over with so she could go to bed. At the top of the stairs, Betsy halted when she realized Phil was heading towards the bedroom, which held great memories. There were strange moans and groans coming from the room she shared with Thomas the previous weekend and Betsy remembered thinking that the gangbang slut was at it again.

Suddenly Phil grabbed her arm and made her stand quietly outside the noisy room. The door to Marty's room was open, which Betsy found out later was done on purpose. She could still hear loud moans of a woman's distress and then Phil encouraged her to peek into the room. Not wanting to disobey, Betsy slowly poked her head around the corner and noticed plenty of action on Marty's bed.

Betsy was about to retreat when her boyfriend grabbed her arm with a viselike grip. It happened so fast that she didn't get a chance to get away from Phil. "Let's watch. I want to see Marty turn a little miss goodie-girl into her slave," he whispered.

Now years later, Betsy realized how naïve and stupid she was back then. She should have realized it was all a setup, but at the time she didn't. Her boyfriend pushed her into the room and up against the wall. They stood motionless and the combatants on the bed never paid any attention to the new onlookers.

Thankfully the room was relatively dark so Betsy didn't think she was in the spotlight. She stared at the furious action taking place a few feet away and noticed the naked body of Marty sitting on another woman's face. Marty had her knees around the woman's head and she locked her fingers into the struggling woman's hair. It appeared like Marty was suffocating the woman, as she pulled the woman's head up tightly into her crotch.

It had to be seen, to be believed. Marty was forcing a woman to eat her out and there was a man fucking the woman's brains out. The man was perpendicular to the women and he was holding the thrashing legs up in the air. He lay sideways to the woman and pounded his pecker in and out of her hole like a madman. Betsy remembered thinking that the woman must be hurting from being in such a precarious position.

Betsy never did know why she merely stood there. Surely, she reasoned now years later, it should have been possible to escape Phil's grasp. All of a sudden Marty was going through the throes of an explosive orgasm. Her body shook and vibrated and Betsy could clearly see she was having an enormous climax. The sound of the woman's tongue lapping Marty's leaking pussy sent shivers up Betsy's spine, as she watched the torrid sex scene.

Suddenly Marty's orgasm was over and she shifted her body down so that she was sitting on the woman's stomach. Marty grabbed the woman's legs from the man and held them high in the air, which kept her crotch fully exposed for the man. Betsy's eye's opened in awe when she noticed who it was. Penny, or the righteous Church-girl as the group called her, was laying spread out on the bed with her face covered with Marty's juices. Penny's eyes were open wide and she was staring straight up at the ceiling.

Betsy was afraid to move for fear of drawing attention to her and Phil. She ogled the demoralizing gangbang, which was taking place right in front of her, and stood still, flat against the wall. Then Betsy noticed Penny's bare breasts for the first time. She had always known the woman's tits were small and almost nonexistent but she never realized her nipples were so outstanding. They had to be an inch in size and obviously extremely sensitive by the way she moaned when Marty pinched them.

The memory suddenly got more detailed and far more vivid. Betsy could hear everything like it was yesterday. "Say it. Say it, slut. Tell mistress to let you cum," Marty hissed daring Penny to say something. "Do you like mistress playing with your glorious nipples? Slut... I can see you want it. Say it!"

Marty twirled the woman's nipples around, as if she was twisting them off a bottle. Then she put her face closer to Penny's and dared her again. "I know Stan is fucking your sweet cunt... and filling his slut with cum. Now mistress wants to hear her slave beg... beg for it," Marty whispered. Her voice sent shivers through Betsy even though Marty was speaking to someone else.

Suddenly Penny was talking but her voice was too soft to be heard across the room. "Louder! Say it louder... so my new slut can hear. Say it slut," Marty ordered.

It never dawned on Betsy at the time but Marty had plans. The sound of Penny's lost pleas were all that she was aware of. "Please... oh please let me cum. God mistress... my nipples... my pussy... oh, my God... I have to cum."

Marty pinched the swollen nipples and twisted them as hard as she could. "More!"

Penny couldn't stop but nothing she said was discernable. "Ooh... ooh. Oowie... ooh gawd... aah... gaaw, ooh, ooh. Oh no... oh no... yea... plea."

It was obvious that Marty was in control and Penny was willing to submit to anything she demanded. Marty whispered in Penny's ear, making the girl speak loud and clear. She pleaded and begged her mistress and Betsy couldn't believe Penny had given in. What Betsy did notice was a world-class orgasm.

Betsy didn't even notice what her boyfriend had been doing. She glanced to the side and saw Phil jerking off his hard cock. With her attention diverted at the least opportune time, it enabled Marty to put her devious plan in place. Betsy was petrified standing against the wall when the three naked bodies from the bed approached. "So my little slut likes watching. Did you like watching me turn Church-girl into a slut?"

Betsy was too stunned to say anything. Then she got the bright inspiration to run. She pushed away from the wall and was just about to make a getaway when Phil grabbed her arms. He stood behind her and pinned her arms behind her back.

Suddenly Marty was in her face. "I asked you a question! Did you like watching me turn Penny into a slut?" Then the woman took advantage of Betsy's captive stance. She wrapped the fingers of her left hand into her hair and jerked Betsy's head until their eyes locked.

Betsy knew enough to answer or things could get worse. "No... no, gawd no."

A sudden jerk of Marty's left hand and an extremely stern stare was enough to change Betsy's mind. There was a momentary pause. Then Betsy decided to tell the woman what she wanted to hear, assuming it was the best thing to do.

"Yea... yes. Yes! I watched... are you fucking happy?"

Marty was good at gaining control over submissive women. She had done it many times and certainly the episode with Penny was testament to her ability to become a mistress. Suddenly her right hand slipped under the bottom of Betsy's shirt and instantly closed over her left boob.

"I watched you the whole time. I saw the lust on your face. Only a slut would stand there and watch... watch Church-girl being punished."

"Oh gawd... I didn't mean to." Betsy tried to turn her head and look at Phil, but Marty held her hair with a secure hold.

Then Marty swiftly ripped Betsy's bra up so she could feel a bare breast. Her hand cupped Betsy's titty and squeezed hard enough to get a reaction.

Betsy struggled and tried to twist out of Phil's iron-grip. She got a brief hope of getting free, but suddenly Marty took control. She pinched the hardened nipple and rolled it around vigorously until Betsy stopped struggling.

Marty got more excited with each passing second. Her head filled with lustful illusions, watching the futile struggles of the gorgeous woman. "Phil tells me that you are the hottest woman around. That you love screwing... anything with a pulse," Marty whispered. "He knows. Phil knows you fucked around... screwed around with Thomas."

Betsy continued to squirm, but suddenly she comprehended the severity of the situation. If her boyfriend knew that she had sex with Thomas, he would certainly not help her now. Betsy realized that she was alone against Marty, but also Phil, who would be out for revenge. Marty would try to humiliate and degrade her enough so that she could gain control and Phil would help the woman. But Betsy vowed to be strong and fight the bitch to the end.

All of a sudden things took a turn for the worst. "Slut! Come here slut... and see if we can turn dear Betsy into our slave," Marty said to Penny. "Stan honey... and Phil... let's take our little slave to the bed. Then dear Betsy can show us that she's a real slut."

Suddenly everyone reached for her. Phil grabbed her under the armpits, someone grabbed one leg, someone grabbed the other, and then they all picked her up like a feather. In a split second, Betsy found herself spread-eagled on the bed with four sex-starved maniacs holding her captive. She twisted and struggled but Phil held her arms fully stretched, up above her head, and her legs were pinned to the mattress by Stan and Penny.

Marty was in her glory. She huddled beside the frightened woman and pretended to console Betsy. Marty lifted and supported Betsy's head and stared directly into her eyes. "You think you're too good for the rest of us... don't you? Well, miss prissy... we'll see how good you really are," Marty whispered in a most threatening tone. "Slut... Church-girl! Come here and show our little slave how you like sucking titties. But first... let's get the bitch naked."

Marty planned to make Betsy suffer. She was going to strip the woman, but it would be slow and tantalizing. Marty grabbed the bottom of Betsy's shirt and rolled it up to her neck, along with the lacy bra. She shifted slightly to the side and allowed Penny room to move over Betsy's chest. Penny hovered over the captive woman and suddenly the two stared into each other's eyes. Betsy was moved by the hesitant, pleading look on Penny's face and she felt like telling the girl that she understood.

Betsy remembered shaking her head when she realized what was about to happen. She glanced down at her exposed chest and noticed her boobs swaying seductively side to side with her ragged breathing. There was a hand, Marty's hand she realized, cupping her right titty and sort of squeezing it into a cone-shape. "Aren't they beautiful... the most succulent tits... ever! Go ahead Penny. Feel them. Put your hands on them and feel what real breast are like," Marty said.

It was now or never, Betsy decided. "Phil. Phil! For gawd sake... make her stop! Make the bitch stop... now!"

Betsy tried to turn her head upwards so she could see her boyfriend. "For gawd sake, Phil! Do something! Make her stop!"

There was no response from Phil except that he tightened his hold on her outstretched arms. When she tried again to reason with him, Betsy decided that a more subtle approach might work. "Oh, please. Phil... please help me. Oh, gawd you have to help me... pleeeeease!" Betsy hoped her pleas would make her boyfriend realize the error of what was happening but that didn't happen.

Suddenly her head was jerked so that she stared straight ahead at Penny. The girl's eyes pleaded for forgiveness but that didn't stop Penny from obeying her mistress. Betsy felt the girl's hands shaking when they caressed her breastbone and then slide slowly upwards. The hands quickly stopped vibrating when the fingers seized both dazzling nipples.

Betsy gave another valiant attempt to look at Phil, but Marty held her head steady, facing the front. She desperately wanted to lie perfectly still and show Marty that her humiliation was having no affect. Then her breathing got very uneven and her chest heaved displaying some of her lost control.

Marty decided it was time for further chastisement. "Now... let's take her clothes off. She likes showing off on the beach... wearing those skimpy outfits," she whispered. "Fuck honey... let's see what those horny bastards keep looking at."

Betsy felt so many hands on her torso that it was impossible to fight them off. Suddenly her top and bra were removed and tossed across the room, as if they were rags. She could feel Marty's hands even before they actually touched her body.

Betsy knew what was next. Her tummy quivered so violently that it was increasingly harder to breath. Then Marty's fingers unsnapped the waistband of her pants. Betsy couldn't breathe anymore. Suddenly Marty slowly undid the zipper in a most tantalizing fashion and purposely held the flaps open. Betsy's tummy heaved in and out so fast, making it hard to catch her breath when the woman's fingers brushed the edges of her panties.

Marty's fingers pinched the elastic band and pulled outward so she could look down the front. "My, my! That's about the nicest cunt... ever. I bet you like it being touched... caressed by a slut. I think you'll like it if Penny touches you... won't you?"

All of a sudden the hands returned. Stan along with the helping hands of Marty and Penny quickly stripped the rest of Betsy's clothes while Phil pinned her arms above her head. She remembered sobbing and letting out numerous whimpers when her pants were lowered. Then more sobs when her panties were stripped leaving her completely naked. Betsy tried kicking but her legs merely thrashed in midair before getting pinned on the bed again.

Things were getting more desperate and Betsy opened her mouth again to plead for mercy. Suddenly Marty rolled the lacy panties into a ball and shoved them into Betsy's open mouth. The woman laughed out loud and Betsy felt sick. "I know you want it. You're a slut... just like Church-girl. I could see that when you kept watching... the gangbang last weekend... and the one tonight," Marty whispered.

Betsy's eyes were open so wide they hurt. She stared straight up at the ceiling hoping it was all a bad dream. "Now it's time for you to see a real slut. Penny my love... you will witness lust like you've never seen before."

The dire prediction made Betsy cry. She desperately tried to spit the panties out but Marty held them security in her mouth. Suddenly her plight seemed so hopeless and Betsy wasn't sure if she had the strength to overcome Marty's drastic prophecy. Suddenly Marty blocked her view of the ceiling and the woman glared threateningly into Betsy's teary eyes. "Listen. Listen good slut... because I won't repeat myself. You're going to cream... cum in Penny's mouth and show her that you are a real slut."

Marty spread out on the bed. She was sideways to Betsy, leaning over her chest. Marty put her right arm on the bed and held herself up so she could keep her face right in front of the woman's startled eyes. Her left hand continued to hold the panty gag in Betsy's mouth and everyone heard the whimpers of despair coming from the captive.

Betsy couldn't see past the shield of Marty's body but suddenly she felt a feather, or it felt like one. Then she realized it was Penny's tongue. The girl licked her entire pelvis and then she licked the inside of her thighs. Penny was spurred onward by the wonderful smell and the sweetest taste. Her tongue lashed out and grazed the tip of Betsy's slit. The legs were tightly closed, but it still left a small, upper portion of Betsy's pussy exposed. Penny could barely touch the hidden clit, but she couldn't resist flicking her tongue between the puffy labia.

Betsy desperately held her legs together. Stan had long ago stopped holding her down and he was standing off to one side merrily fisting his prick. Phil refused to let go of her arms, but he did relax his grip so it was not as restrictive for his girlfriend. Penny crouched beside Betsy's outstretched legs trying her best to perform magic, which would please her mistress.

Penny had no idea what her mistress was doing, but Betsy knew. "Spread your legs... open them so slut Penny can taste your cunt. If you don't open them this instant... I'll kick the living shit out of you. And then feed your beaten ass to every fucking guy in this house," Marty said with her voice steady and mean. "That's it slut... spread those lovely legs... show me what a slut you are."

It was the most devastating moment in her life up to that point. Betsy never understood how her legs parted but she certainly understood the repercussions. Her feet were only about a foot apart, but that was enough for Penny. She flipped over one leg and pounced down between the shapely thighs. Then her hands pushed outward on the legs and suddenly she could see it all.

Penny's fingers went to the pink, swollen lips and pried them part to reveal utopia. It took a few moments before Penny was able to move, but then she swooped in to put her lips over the upper portion of Betsy's slit. She tenderly forced her tongue between the pearly lips and found the secret control button. Penny opened her mouth wide and sucked the entire clitoris into her burning mouth.

Betsy arched her back but there was no escaping the hungry jaws. "Feel it... feel Penny's mouth. There is no one better at eating pussy than Penny. The girl sucked me inside out when she ate me. What's it feel like... slut!"

Betsy was more determined than ever. She used every ounce of willpower to stave off any desire or lust. Her pretty face twisted and lines of worry appeared, which made Marty extremely pleased. Saliva ran out the corners of her mouth, as Betsy tried hard to keep breathing with the gag still in her mouth. "Fight it. Go ahead... fight all you want. We aren't going anywhere until you do it," Marty whispered.

The woman's burning breath made Betsy's face turn beat red. Betsy grit her teeth on the soaked panties, fighting with all of her strength and resolve. Suddenly Marty dropped down, pulling the gag out. She lay on top of Betsy's chest and kissed her on the lips. At first the lips remained closed tightly but that reversed in a heartbeat. Marty's teeth curled around Betsy's bottom lip and then she bit hard. It was the kiss from Hell. Betsy was positive she tasted blood and her mouth opened, as if to protest.

Then the demanding Marty grabbed a handful of hair and twisted hard. She aimed Betsy's head in her direction and forced her tongue into the waiting mouth. Marty had to search for the tongue, but she found it hiding in the bottom of Betsy's mouth. The timid tongue came up to fight off the forceful approach, but then the sharp teeth closed on it too.

Tears filled Betsy's eyes, as she felt helpless against such a powerful woman. All of a sudden Betsy felt more teeth. Penny had the tiny clit between her ivories and she nibbled on the puffy bud. Betsy's hips jerked, as she reacted to the sharp caresses, but that only encouraged the determined Penny.

All of a sudden she experienced the strangest feelings of her life. Everything happened at the same time. Betsy realized her arms were free, but still they remained above her head, thrashing wildly. The kiss consumed her soul like no other; the teeth nibbled nonstop on her sensitive clitoris, and then a long, slender finger filled her steaming hole. Betsy knew her hips were bouncing up and down in perfect rhythm with the finger fucking but she couldn't do anything about it.

Betsy never considered her collapse as surrender. It was merely the evolution of a sexual encounter and she willingly let her juices flow freely into the hungry mouth. Penny was a pro and her tongue and teeth worked feverishly in harmony to consume Betsy's lust. She tasted the cream and sucked even harder, knowing what it would do to Betsy's resolve.

There was the briefest moment when Betsy rode the crest, teetering high in the air. Then the dam broke and the orgasm flooded her good judgment. Her body belonged to the devil and Betsy let the climax overwhelm all of her emotions.

***

Oh, gawd, what a night, Betsy thought as she remembered that night with Marty. It didn't require any encouragement for the men to act. Betsy vividly remembered having the feeling of total helplessness. She felt the overpowering urge to let Marty retain control and sensed that the woman merely tolerated Phil and Stan when they had intercourse with her slave. Marty held Betsy the whole time, as first Phil, and then Stan ravaged her beaten body.

Betsy remembered thinking at the time that it would be Phil's last stand. Their relationship was over. She submitted to the sexual encounter and tried to let her mind go off into some blank space. Betsy was thankful for Marty's tender caresses and it made the disgusting sex go by much easier. As soon as Phil emptied his load, Stan mounted her. Again Betsy merely closed her eyes and let it happen. She felt Stan's momentum build quickly and it was over in a flash.

Thinking back on the worst night of her life, Betsy wondered if the drastic episode left any permanent scares. Just when Betsy thought it was over, Marty had something else to prove. The woman yearned to display her ultimate control over the sexiest woman and her outburst took Betsy by surprise. Marty ordered her to eat her out. "Do it. Lick my pussy... make me cum all over your slut tongue," she whispered in Betsy's ear. "Eat me... or else!"

Betsy heard the dire remark but she didn't react fast enough. All of a sudden Marty grabbed her by the hair and sat her up straight. Then she slapped Betsy so hard across the face that it snapped her head to the side. Betsy was stunned. Suddenly her head was rotated to the front and she stared into the dark, paralyzing eyes. "Get between my legs... now! Lick my pussy," Marty hissed. "Get on your hands and knees so you can put your sexy ass in the air... so Penny can fuck it."

It took about five seconds for the controlling woman to get the slave on her hands and knees. Marty yanked on Betsy's hair and she guided the whimpering woman between her legs. Betsy's cheek was on fire. The slap had robbed any measure of dignity still left in her and Betsy felt her face shoved into the woman's wetness. The hair on her head hurt so bad that Betsy was afraid to struggle for fear Marty would pull harder.

Suddenly Betsy didn't want to think about that night any longer. The group stayed in Marty's bedroom the whole night and it was Betsy's biggest nightmare. She refused to recall how many times she was molested and forced to have sex. It was a chapter that wasn't pleasant but one that had to be included in her life story. She remembered falling asleep in the middle of the night but being awaken by Phil and Stan. The nightmare continued until she finally fell asleep in complete exhaustion.

***

Betsy woke up with the heat and sun filling the enclosed bedroom. Phil and Marty were already up but the other three lay strewn on top of the messy bed. Betsy had a sheet covering her nudity but the other two had nothing. Her head hurt; her eyes burned so bad it was hard to keep them open, and she was famished. She heard the shower running and assumed one of the missing villains was in there.

A sudden tremor shot through her head with the recollection of what Phil told her during the night. Betsy was going to try and recall when that was but suddenly realized it really didn't matter. Phil told her that he knew about Thomas, as the house had many ears and eyes. He informed her that he wanted one last fling before setting her free. He merely told her it was a nice ride while it lasted but he realized their relationship was over.

Of course that happened in the middle of the night. Then Betsy remembered when Phil jumped her bones for one last ride and how the rest took liberties. She shivered with the memory. Suddenly Betsy needed to end her relationship with Phil and end the life chapter and her recollection returned to Marty's bedroom.

Abruptly Betsy jumped out of bed. She passed Phil coming out of the bathroom wearing a towel and they just said good morning. Betsy had a quick shower and then she had to get out of the place. Dressed in a t-shirt, panties, and shorts, and with a little money, she was gone. She found a little restaurant several blocks away and just sat there eating and musing. How did it all happen? Was I to blame? Betsy kept wondering what went wrong?

When she got back to the house, everyone was already down at the beach. Since it was the last day of what was considered summer holidays, everyone wanted to push it to the limit. Betsy contemplated calling someone to come out and pick her up, but she decided to accept Phil's offer for a ride home. It meant spending the entire afternoon at the beach but it was her only option unless she could catch a ride with someone else.

Betsy headed for the beach wanting to catch up on some needed zees. She napped but her daydreaming was soon interrupted when Penny and Flipper decided to join her. Penny put her towel down next to Betsy's chair and immediately started rubbing lotion on herself. Betsy offered to do her back and the two women huddled closer.

All of a sudden Betsy noticed that Penny was not smiling. The same smile Penny always had was gone and she appeared troubled. Betsy took special care in massaging the girl's back and shoulders, trying to show her that she cared. "It's okay... everything's okay."

Penny couldn't look at the adorable woman. "I'm sorry... so sorry. She made me do it... and I didn't want to," she whispered. Suddenly Penny realized her mistake. "No! Well, I did... really wanted to touch you, but not like that."
Betsy realized that Penny was sincere and that she was merely following orders last night. She shuddered thinking of what happened during the night and how she reacted to everything Penny did.

Suddenly her train of thought was interrupted by Marty. The woman abruptly appeared with three strangers and the grin on her face sent shivers through Betsy and Penny. "Love! Penny... I have some guys that would like to meet you. We're heading to the house... please join us."

The woman's statements sounded more like orders than anything else. Marty motioned towards the three men waiting off to one side and she gave the girl no choice. "Here... let me get your towel. Now... let's go!"

Penny stood up, grabbing her beach bag to leave. Her head went from side to side looking at Betsy and Marty and her expression conveyed the hopelessness of the situation. Betsy felt sorry for the girl but she was not about to help Penny out in any way. She had already decided to not have anything else to do with the conniving Marty.

Just before Marty turned to leave, she squatted next to Betsy's chair. She rested her forearm on the chair and stared straight into Betsy's bewildered eyes. "You can come... join us. Since you like to watch... you can get nice and close this time," Marty whispered.

The sarcasm was thick when Betsy responded. "No, thanks. I'll pass."

"Your mouth says not but your nipples say yes."

Betsy stared into the woman's eyes almost daring her to do something. Then Marty did and Betsy almost fainted. Marty's fingers reached out and brushed across the ends of both boobs. Betsy had thrown out the challenge but suddenly she was too dumbfounded to move when the woman accepted. Marty's fingers lightly caressed her nipples and Betsy just sat still and it quickly turned into a cat and mouse game.

"Penny will suck those luscious nipples."

"No. I don't think so."

"I've never seen anyone cum like you did last night..."

"I'm glad you liked it."

"Yes, it was fantastic. But you'll be doing Penny a favor if you join us."

"Not today. I'm heading home right away."

"Too bad! When I told the guys how you like to watch... watch a gangbang, they were totally aroused."

"Well, I don't really like watching such awful scenes."

"Honest! But you should have seen yourself last night... fucking amazing the way you came when Penny ate you."

"Please... no more."

Suddenly Marty pinched both nipples and rolled them around. She didn't care who was looking. "That's more like it... begging like you did last night. I can't remember getting more excited when I heard you beg for it... just like a real slut."

Betsy was speechless. Marty gave her nipples a twist and then she let them go. The woman looked like a snake ready to pounce on a little mouse. "I don't have time for this now... but you know! You know I can make you do anything? Make you act like a slut... don't you?"

Betsy didn't know what to say. She was steadfast in not submitting again to the bitch, but Marty's threats sent shivers through her body. Suddenly Betsy wondered what she would do if Marty pulled her out of the chair and ordered her to come? What if Marty ordered her to join the crowd in the house? Did she have enough courage to resist the woman?

All of a sudden Marty stood and departed. She quickly joined her group and they all headed for the house. Betsy noticed how Penny was surrounded by Marty on one side and a stranger on the other. Marty had her arm around Penny's shoulders in an effort to console the girl, but it was the man who drew Betsy's stare. His right hand was on Penny's back and suddenly shifted downwards and directly onto the girl's butt. Betsy noticed how he squeezed and felt Penny's ass and there was no retaliation of any kind.

Betsy almost jumped out of her skin. Unexpectedly Phil was beside her and he poked her in the side to get her attention. He said to relax and enjoy what was left of the long weekend. Luckily for Betsy, Phil decided to leave his volleyball buddies so he could drive her home. She desperately wanted to make a fast getaway even though it meant the end of summer. Betsy felt pangs of sadness thinking of no longer spending time at Phil's wonderful beach house.

The trip was silent for the first few miles, but then they started a light conversation. Nothing was said about ending the love affair but both knew it was over. Suddenly Betsy sat up on the spare bed she was using for reminiscing. The life story was evolving and another chapter came to a close. A chapter that taught her many life lessons so it was not all bad.

THE END
I will continue Betsy's weekend in another chapter. I promised her that I would write about her first 39 years and then we can fantasize about the future. I hope readers don't find this type of flashback too confusing but I wanted Betsy to think about all the things that happened in her life before turning 40. Betsy is probably the most appealing woman I know, and strangely, I am not sure if she is not the wittiest, smartest woman... or the craziest.

Please send me your feedback, as I always appreciate readers who take the time to write.

Danielle part 2.

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You walk up the steps of the Bellevue Syrene hotel, at the top there’s a sweet man that grins and opens the door for you. “Grazie” you say as you walk into the large open lobby. Searching a crossed the room you spot the front desk and make your way over to it.

“Ciao, come posso aiutarti?” The lady at the desk asks. You stumble for a moment as your Italian isn’t the greatest, and simply reply with “Signore Moretti’s room please”.

She reaches out and hands you a card, “Ecco la tua carta 328.”

“Thank you!” You turn and start walking towards the elevator. The doors slide open for you and you step inside, turn and press 3-2-8. As the elevator comes to a stop, you step out of it and walk down the hallway to room 328. There it is, a tall red door with gold numbers on it. You take

My Shaved Experience

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A few years ago I had a member of my staff staying at my house for a few months while he found a permanent place to stay. By the time that Rory had been living with us for about 2 weeks he asked if his girlfriend could stay for the weekend we agreed since they were sharing a room anyway this would be no inconvenience for the family.

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rial">The next Friday arrived and Rory went off the airport to collect Marina . We were sitting around the pool when he returned. I was almost speechless when he introduced us. Before me stood a blonde beauty with the most correctly proportioned body and the face to match. I offered her a drink and asked her if she didn’t want to slip into a bathing suit and join us. She walked into the house and was soon back out with a towel around her; she slowly walked to the deep-end and dropped the towel. She was wearing an awesome white G-string bikini and her full breasts filled the top to perfection while just a slight bulge showed off her hairy pussy. As she dived into the pool I was having extreme difficulty hiding the growing erection quickly forming in my pants.

We sat around the pool until it got dark, drinking wine and talking. We then moved inside to the bar and continued our discussions. As the wine flowed the talk got more and more frank and it wasn’t long before the subject turned to sex. Katherine, my wife, started telling Marina how shortly after we met I persuaded her to shave off her pubic hairs. At first she had resisted as she had had a fairly conservative upbringing and felt that this type of thing was really perverted. After a few days of coaxing she had finally agreed and we had shaved her pubic hair off. She went on to say that since that day she had never had long pubes again and that she now kept them either very short or completely shaved. Marina said she had tried to shave but had ended up cutting herself and within a few days the itchy stubble had nearly driven her crazy. That was where I stepped in! “You have to just use the right technique,” I told her “if you follow my step by step instruction it will work fine.” Marina was very skeptical until Katherine took her through to the bedroom and showed her own pussy, which had been shaved 3 days earlier. Marina tentatively asked Katherine whether she could feel how hard the hairs were. “Go ahead” Katherine, said, “Feel how soft they are”.

The girls came back from the room with Katherine looking slightly flushed and Marina with a sparkle in her eyes. Soon afterwards we all went off to bed. As we lay in bed Katherine turned to me and said “you find her very attractive, don’t you?”

  “Was it that obvious?” I asked.

“You sat with your mouth open half the night,” she said.

“What did you guys get up to in here?” I asked, knowing that my wife was very straight.

“I just let Marina see how my shave looked. She did also just feel whether the stubble was hard or not” she said.

“Sheez” I sighed, “what did that feel like?”

“Actually quite nice” she whispered, “a woman’s touch is so much softer than you men”. I eventually fell asleep with all these thoughts rushing around in my head. I had never slept with another woman since I had met Katherine and the possibilities in my mind were mind-boggling.

The next afternoon Katherine and the family were out at movies and I was sitting watching sport on TV when I heard a car arrive outside. A few minutes later Rory and Marina walked into the house. Rory had a glum look on his face. His cell phone had just rung and he had been called out to a breakdown on the plant. No idea how long it would take. He quickly changed into his work clothes and was gone.

Marina walked into the lounge and told me she had something to show me. As I followed her she walked straight into the main bedroom and then through into the bathroom. She turned around to face me and slowly lifted her skirt. She was wearing the sexiest turquoise G-string I have ever seen. Her thumbs hooked the side of the panties and she slowly slid them down exposing a newly shaved pussy. I stared at her pussy. The lips were completely closed with just a hint of a bump that covered her clitoris. “I took you advice and just wanted to tell you how well it worked,” she innocently said.

“Sheez!” I exclaimed, “That is the most beautiful pussy I’ve ever seen!” Seeing my obvious erection she lifted her hand to mine and guided it onto her bare mound.

“Feel how smooth and soft it feels,” she breathed. My fingers just rubbed over her mound and I could feel hips gently pushing into my hand. I knelt down onto my knees and slowly buried my face into the soft, smooth folds of skin. I breathed in her heavenly scent. I slid my tongue down her slit and started to push it into her now wet pussy. As I started to taste her juices I heard a car pull up outside. I immediately realized that this was the family home. Marina realized what was happening and quickly pulled up her panties and hurried off to her room. By now my hard-on had disappeared and I went out to say hi to the family.

I had no opportunity to pursue my plans with Marina again that day but hoped that an opportunity would arise the next day. On the Sunday we spent the day around the pool having a barbecue. Katherine removed her top and lay by the pool sun tanning. I walked over to her and suggested she take off her bikini bottom and start working on that ‘all over” tan. She glanced over at Rory and Marina and said “don’t you think they will mind?”

“No” I said, “ Marina said last night that she was a bit of an exhibitionist at heart.” My mind was racing at the opportunity to see that beautiful pussy one more time. Katherine thought about it for a few minutes and then slowly slid off her bikini bottom

“Come on Marina , let’s get these bottoms off and get that proper tan going,” she yelled across. Marina looked over at me and slowly unhooked her top and threw it to the ground; next she slipped her bikini bottom off and stepped out of them. “Oh great” yelled Katherine “you did it, how does it feel?”

“The skin is so sensitive from only ever having been shaved once that it feels really erotic.” Marina called back. I looked back at Katherine and couldn’t help noticing that she was looking flushed and her pussy lips were glistening from the moisture. Was this just perspiration or was she getting turned on?

The day sped by and it was soon time for Rory to take Marina to the airport to catch her return flight. I hugged her goodbye and as she put her arms around me she whispered, “There will always be another chance”.

The weeks quickly sped by and my unbelievable experience slowly drifted to the back of my mind, that is until a few months later when we were planning our office Christmas party. I realized that this would be my opportunity to progress what had started earlier in the year.   As was traditional all spouses were invited to the company Christmas party and we tried to keep husbands and wives from sitting together. I felt that it was my privilege to be able to arrange the table seating and obviously made sure that I was seated next to Marina . The long awaited night arrived and we all met at the restaurant. When Marina walked in I knew my wait had been worthwhile. She was wearing a tiny mini skirt with a white lace top. Under the top she had a beautiful white lace bra and the tips of those inviting nipples could be seen through the thin fabric. As she sat down she let her skirt hike up until I could just see the slightest glimpse of her matching white lace panties.   She continued to flirt with me for the remainder of the evening. At one stage she stood up and went off to the ladies room. When she returned she sat down and slipped something onto my lap. I looked down and saw her lace panties lying in my lap, she leaned across and whispered in my ear “a little souvenir for later on” and rubbed her hand across my now throbbing erection. I quickly slipped them into my pocket and fantasized fucking my hand while breathing in her pussy scent. As we got on to dessert I heard her say to the woman sitting next to her that although Rory was very well endowed she always craves sex with men who have enormous pricks. I felt this was a great time to throw in the opinion of an averagely endowed man.

“It’s not the size of the nail but the person hammering the nail” I joked,

“How so?” she asked.

“A really good lover can get you going long before he pulls his prick out of his pants. An educated tongue can be worth much more that a 12’ dick” I retorted. Shortly thereafter the party broke up and we all went our respective ways.

By the time we got home I was so horny, my cock was as hard as a rock. As Katherine slipped into bed I rolled over and put my arms around her. She seemed just as horny as I was as she pushed her newly shaved pussy up against my throbbing cock. We kissed deeply and I felt her hands move down my back and pull my cock hard against her mound. As I rubbed her hard nipples between my fingers she grasped my hard cock and guided it to her wet lips. “I need you inside me” she gasped. I pushed it in about an inch and just teased the inside of her wet pussy. “Fuck me deeper” she breathed into my ear. I then pushed my hard cock deep inside her. She moaned and writhed around as I pounded her waiting pussy. All the excitement of the evening seemed to quickly push both of us over the edge. We lay there quietly, each of us deep in our thoughts. Katherine slid her hands down my body and started to gently fondle my prick. Katherine straddled my body and slowly took my hardening cock into her soft mouth. Above my face I could see her hot pussy with my cum leaking out between her lips and starting to trickle down her thighs. I pulled her pussy down to my waiting lips and tasted my thick cum mixed with her pussy juices. She took my cock deep in her throat and as she sucked on my head her hand started caressing my balls. I sucked her pussy until all the juices were soon running down my throat. I then started to suck her clit in a steady rhythm until I could feel that her orgasm was slowly building. I gently inserted a finger into her waiting pussy and let it rotate around the hot walls of her cunt. She started moaning and writhing around until the floodgates opened which quickly sent me over the edge. We drifted off into a blissful sleep.

A few weeks we held our New Years party. As the house started to fill up we were all very busy welcoming people and getting the barbecue fires going and I didn’t have much time to think about anything else. At about I was standing at the bar relaxing when Marina walked up. She was dressed in a pair of tight jeans and a white vest. I noticed that she wasn’t wearing a bra and I could see the dark patches where her nipples were pressed up against the vest. She took my hand and led me to the dance floor. We had been dancing for a while when a slow number came on. Marina put her arms around me and pressed her firm body up against me; she guided me to a dark corner of the dance floor and gently started to kiss my neck. As our bodies were slowly mingling on the dance floor I felt a gentle tugging at my shorts. As I looked down Marina firmly grasped my now hard cock and gave it a squeeze. “Tonight” she said, “you can try to prove your ‘educated tongue’ theory”. I nearly came on the spot. I rubbed her pussy through her jeans and felt her hips rotate their response.

The biggest challenge that now faced me was how I would be able to slip away from the pool house to the main house without Rory or Katherine noticing. I looked over to the bar and saw that Rory had joined a group of guys sitting at the bar doing their best to kill my tequila supply. His legs were already wobbling. Marina followed my gaze and whispered “leave him to me, just get your side in order.”   I looked around the room for Katherine and finally saw her squatting next to the pool talking to a guy in the pool. She was wearing a tiny red mini skirt and I noticed that the guy in the pool was getting an unobstructed view of her panty-clad pussy. Under normal circumstances I would have beaten the shit out of him for trying to hit on my wife, but for now she was out of the way. Marina broke our embrace and made her way to the bar to speak to Rory. She quickly refilled his glass and I saw her slip something into the tequila. Rory quickly slammed back the tequila and put his glass down ready for another. Marina slipped over to where I was standing and said, “Give him a few minutes and he will be off to dreamland.”

“What did you put in his drink I asked?”

“I've been having trouble sleeping lately and the doctor gave me some sleeping tabs to try and get my body back into a routine” she answered, “they should take about 10 minutes to work”. Shortly thereafter we saw Rory wobble off to the couch and lie down. Within minutes he was softly snoring, oblivious of the loud music playing in his ear or my hand on his girlfriend’s hot pussy. I glanced across to the pool and saw that by now Katherine was sitting on the edge of the pool with her feet dangling in the water; the guy she was with was resting his chin on his hands with his face not more that 10 inches from her pussy. I took Marina by the hand and said “let’s slip up to the house”. She squeezed my hand and whispered, “You lead the way, and I can’t wait.”

We slipped unseen over the lawn and as we approached the house I looked back to see if anyone had noticed our departure. I saw 2 figures move from the pool house into the shadows following us up to the main house. I hung back against the side of the house to see if we had been spotted. I could not believe my eyes. Here was my wife running up the lawn holding the hand of the guy from the pool. By the way they were keeping in the shadows it was obvious that neither could see Marina or me watching their every move. They quickly slipped into the house and down the passage to the bedrooms. We followed and saw them go into the first spare room; they didn’t even bother to close the door. I took Marina by the hand and we quietly walked around the house to the spare room window. The curtains were slightly open; enough for us to see my wife’s lover on his knees with his head buried deep in her pussy. His towel was lying on the floor and his hard cock was sticking up, ready to impale her hot pussy. I heard a gasp from behind me and saw that Marina was vigorously rubbing her pussy through her jeans. I couldn’t wait any longer and quickly led Marina into the main bedroom.

Marina slipped off her shoes and crawled onto the bed. She lay back and giggled, “Let the lesson begin!” I crawled onto the bed and took her beautiful body in my arms. Our lips met. I rubbed my throbbing cock against her hot pussy and felt her push back with equal force. I started kissing her cheeks and slowly moved down and kissed her neck. My hands slipped under her back and pulled the vest up over her head. She lifted my shirt off and pulled our bodies together. I could feel the now hard points of her breasts pressing into my chest. I continued kissing down her chest until I reached her hard nipples. My lips caressed her nipples and I took each one in my mouth. As I sucked her areolas into my mouth, my tongue flicked the tips of her nipples. She started to moan loudly and I just hoped that Katherine was too busy with being pleasured to notice the sounds of our lovemaking. I moved down her flat tummy and slid my tongue into her tiny belly button. She had her hand on my head and was gently rubbing her fingers through my hair. I unbuckled her belt and as she lifted her hips off the bed I pulled her tight jeans down over her hips. I turned my attentions to her bare feet and gently started rubbing them with both hands. I slipped each toe into my mouth and sucked gently on them. I had never been much of a “foot” man but the effect it was having on Marina was certainly changing my mind. I traced my kisses up her legs and made my way up her legs, ever closer to her panty-clad pussy. My kisses eventually reached her inner thighs. My tongue traced little circles around her thighs and moved up and around her pussy. My nose detected the sweet smell of her pussy. Her panties were wet and I could see the shape of her pussy lips clearly. I buried my face into the panties and used my tongue to find her hard clit. I rubbed up and down her slit with my tongue while my lips sucked at the wet spot of her panties. Her hands were now pulling my face deep into her pussy. My tongue snaked around the elastic of her panties and I started flicking her clit. Marina writhed around on the bed and moaned, “Take my panties off and tongue my pussy.” I slipped my fingers into the lace band of the wet white panties and slipped them down her legs. In the dim light I saw her pussy had been newly shaved. “I had hoped something like this would happen” she said “I shaved my pussy this afternoon. I bent down and slowly ran my tongue over her neat smooth lips. The contact with the newly shaved pussy had her moaning quietly. I ran my tongue slowly in ever decreasing circles until at last it touched her swollen clit. I ran my tongue down her slit and slid it into her dripping cunt. By now Marina was bucking her pussy against my face and I felt her juices running down my cheeks. Within seconds I heard her yell, “I’m cumming” as even more juice leaked from her pussy. She lay there panting. I felt my rock hard cock pushing in to the bed and I could feel a wet spot had formed. My tongue resumed its rhythmic licking of her clit. I gently slid my finger into her tight pussy and while I sucked her clit my finger started rubbing against her pubic bone deep in her cunt. This immediately sent her over the edge once again. She took my hand and pulled me up to her. She kissed me on the lips, her tongue slipping into her mouth. “Hmmm” she said, “there is nothing quite like the taste of pussy!” “Lie back and enjoy,” she giggled. Her hands ran down my chest and her lips moved down onto my nipples. She sucked each nipple into her mouth her tongue rolling around and around. She sat up and let her long hair fall down my tummy and onto my thighs her soft hair caressed my balls as it cascaded over my hard prick. Her full lips sucked the head of my cock into her mouth. As her head moved down the hard shaft, her tongue ran around the edge of my head. I could feel my orgasm starting to rise from deep in my full balls. As my cock started to twitch she firmly squeezed my balls and I felt my orgasm subside. She slowly withdrew and my cock slipped from her mouth with a pop. She pushed the tip of her tongue onto the slit of my cock while her lips teased my head. She ran her lips down my shaft and took my balls into her mouth; her rhythmic sucking of my balls had the Pre-cum dripping from my cock. Her tongue traced up my shaft and she once again took my cock deep into her mouth. By now I could hold back no longer and pulled her head further onto my shaft. With a load groan I felt my cum squirt into the back of her throat. She drank up ever drop. She moved back up the bed and lay next to me, her fingers holding my spent cock.

As we lay there I sensed a movement from the doorway. I looked up to see Katherine standing at the door with her hands buried deep in her wet pussy. She slipped her fingers into her mouth as she stepped into the room. “Is there anything left for me?” she asked. Marina quietly got off the bed and walked around to where Katherine was standing. She took her hand and led her to the bed. In one movement she pulled Katherine’s dress over her head and gently laid her on the bed. “Fuck me in the mouth” Katherine said to me. I straddled her small tits and offered my now hardening cock to her lips. She lifted her head and sucked my cock into her mouth. As I pushed forward I heard her moan. I looked over my shoulder and saw Marina ’s face buried deep in my wife’s cunt. “No” she moaned, “I’ve never done this before.”

“Lie back and enjoy it” Marina countered, “there is nothing quite like a freshly fucked cunt and I’ve been looking forward to eating this one since I first saw it”. Katherine started writhing around, my cock soon forgotten. I stood up and surveyed the scene in front of me. The 2 most fuckable women in the world to me were locked in a lesbian embrace. I looked down and saw Marina ’s dripping pussy framed between her firm thighs. I took my hard cock in my hand a guided into her wet canal. As I slowly pushed it deep into her waiting cunt I felt her push back trying to get it deeper. My hands slid around her hips and as I thrust into her pussy I rolled her hard clitoris between my fingers and as she screamed, “Fuck me! Fuck me!” I saw Katherine throw her head back and her body being wracked by her orgasm. Marina lifted her head and started moaning “Fuck my pussy, fuck me with that hard cock.” As I felt my second orgasm of the day rising she screamed, overcome by another orgasm.

I pulled my cock from her dripping cunt. We were all quiet. I walked around and sat on the bed next to Katherine. “Thank you,” I whispered, “you have just fulfilled my greatest fantasy” She just squeezed my hand. Marina crawled up and kissed Katherine on the lips.

“Taste your juicy pussy,” she whispered. She slid further up Katherine’s body until her dripping cunt was over Katherine’s mouth. Katherine lifted her head and slowly stuck her tongue out to catch a string of cum dripping from Marina ’s pussy. The taste of my cum mixed with Marina ’s pussy juice seemed to spur Katherine on as she buried her head deep into Marina ’s pussy. I sat on the bed and watched as my wife ate Marina out. Marina was soon writhing around and screamed again as she was gripped by yet another orgasm.

We lay side by side on the bed just rubbing each other’s sweaty bodies. Marina sat up and looked at us. “If that is what an educated tongue can do you can keep those big cocks!” she whispered. Katherine looked at Marina for a few minutes and said, “I never expected the taste of another woman’s pussy to be so good. I hope that hot pussy of yours is not too scarce around here.” I just sat on the edge of the bed and wondered what the future would bring.

After my incredible experience at New Year I was almost permanently in a highly aroused state. Katherine and I had discussed our experiences at length and I had a strong feeling that Katherine was feeling very confused about her feelings. She had always been very heterosexual but was now showing some very Bi tendencies. She confided to me that both having another man fuck her as well as licking another woman’s pussy had fulfilled her deepest fantasies. The thought that I had been there and had seen both seemed to just intensify her feelings.

I had shared my fantasies with Katherine for the first time. I told her how I had regularly taken her worn panties from the laundry hamper and masturbated while breathing in her most intimate scent. At first she seemed a little repulsed by it but then a smile slowly crossed her lips. She remembered just how sweet a pussy could taste. We discussed trying to engineer a similar experience but agreed that we needed to be sure that it remained something special.

We started planning how we could get both Rory and Marina together for a foursome. Marina had made it quite clear that Rory did not share her uninhibited view to sex and was a lot more conservative. This was going to be a challenge indeed! With Rory still staying in our house we felt that it would be easier to get him to have an “illicit” scene with Katherine by herself to break the ice. We planned for them to spend the evening together the next Tuesday, I would let everyone know that I would be spending the evening with clients and they could be alone.

The next Tuesday rolled around and I made a show of leaving the house, I kissed Katherine goodbye and left. I drove my car around the corner and quietly walked back to the house. Katherine had made sure that the blinds were open sufficiently for me be a part of the action without Rory knowing. As I approached the lounge window I saw Rory and Katherine sitting in the lounge having a glass of wine. Katherine was sitting on the couch and her legs were slightly parted giving Rory a glimpse of her panty-clad pussy. I could see Katherine was getting really turned on and her hard nipples were pressing trough her tight blouse and a small dark spot was forming on the crotch of her panties. Katherine stood up and walked to the VCR; she slipped a video in and dimmed the lights. As the credits started rolling I saw it was my newest video “Hidden Obsessions”. If this didn’t get things going nothing would. Katherine quickly forwarded the video to the scene with the ice dildo. I looked across and saw that Katherine had her hand on her lap and was gently rubbing her pussy. Rory was no longer watching the video but instead was looking right up Katherine’s skirt and his hand was resting on his bulging pants. Katherine slowly moved closer to Rory and by now her hand was down the front of her wet panties, her fingers caressing her juicy pussy. Rory slowly pulled down his shorts and the large purple head of his cock and thick shaft stood proudly in front of him. It was the biggest cock I had ever seen. Marina had been right that it resembled a babies arm. Katherine knelt over his throbbing cock and let her lips slowly slide down its purple head, sucking the glistening droplets seeping from his cock. She gently fondled his balls while her head moved slowly up and down on his head. I saw Rory stiffen has the cum started to spurt into Katherine’s mouth. She was obviously not expecting him to cum so quickly and the cum started to dribble from her mouth. I could see what Marina was referring to; staying power was not one of his strong points. Rory got up and walked through to the bar to fill up their wine, Katherine sat back on the couch and slipped her panties down her ankles she quickly got up and passed them through the window to me. I brought the wet panties to my nose and drank in the fresh fragrance of her pussy. I released my cock from my pants and spread the drops of slippery juice around the head of my cock. Rory walked back into the lounge and saw Katherine sitting back with her legs spread. Her hands gently rubbing her clean shaved cunt, the lips of her pussy glistening with the juice now dripping from her cunt. Katherine slowly slipped two fingers deep into her tight pussy, her thumb rotating on her hard clit. His cock started to harden and he quickly put the wine down and moved to where Katherine was sitting and took hold of his now throbbing cock he slowly guided it to her waiting pussy. “Boy” I thought, “this guy is not exactly the foreplay king”. I knew our plan would work. As Rory pushed the head of his enormous cock between the lips of Katherine’s pussy I saw her head go back and heard a faint cry. She seemed to just lie there as Rory's cock abused her small pussy. After a few minutes she started to slowly rotate her hips as her waiting cunt thrust to meet his hard cock. My hand slid up and down my hard cock, matching their stroke. It wasn’t long before Rory started to cum again, his face twisted in sheer pleasure. He gently pulled his cock out of her now stretched pussy. I saw his cum start to dribble from between her shaved lips, my orgasm came quickly and I directed my hot cum into the crotch of her white silk panties. As a pulled up my zip I saw Katherine’s hand snaking in and out of her pussy, Rory had obviously not been able to satisfy her she looked longingly as Rory walked down the passage to his room. Her hot cunt needed satisfaction.

I walked back to my car and quickly returned to the house. As I pulled up in the driveway I noticed that the lounge lights were off, the evening was obviously over. I walked through the house into the bedroom. Katherine lay back on the bed, her hands rubbing her swollen pussy. “What took you so long” she whispered, “my pussy is on fire, Rory didn’t even get me close”. I put my hand into my pocket and withdrew her panties “can’t say the same for me” I said, “I brought you a souvenir” and passed the sticky panties to her. She quickly brought the panties to her face and her tongue darted out and started licking my cum from the crotch of her panties. I quickly undressed and crawled onto the bed. My face just inches from her dripping pussy. The strings of cum still clinging to her cunt, she had made no attempt to wipe away the signs of her recent fucking. I slowly slid the tip of my tongue into the river of cum flowing from her dripping pussy. I started sucking Rory's thick hot cum from my wife’s pussy. The thought of drinking another mans cum from my wife’s pussy nearly drove me over the edge. My tongue started nudging her engorged clit. I sucked her clit into my mouth as I slid my fingers deep into her waiting pussy. The rhythmic sucking on her clitoris as well as the firm rubbing on the walls of her pussy soon had her writhing in ecstasy, her hands pushing my face deep into her pussy. “Fuck me with your tongue” she gasped. I slipped my tongue deep into her wet cunt and slid it up her slit and over her throbbing clit before pushing it deep into her hot cunt once again. This had her over the edge and her legs clamped my head tight against her thrusting pussy, her sweet pussy juice dribbling into my waiting mouth. I rolled over next to her, my cock sticking proudly up. Katherine got up “I need it again” she breathed and slowly spread the lips of her pussy and slid herself down my waiting cock. My cock started throbbing as it slid into its velvet sheath, “I love it when your cock throbs” she moaned. As Katherine slid up and down my hard cock I took her nipples between my fingers and gently rolled her hard buds between my fingers. Her hips were rotating on my hard cock and I could feel my cock caressing the walls of her hot cunt. The juices from her pussy dribbled down my shaft, over my balls and slid down my ass. Katherine sat straight up and put her hand behind my back. She took my heavy balls in her hand and gently squeezed them. Her long finger nails traced a line down my balls until they reached my sensitive bud. I felt her finger slip deep inside me, caressing my hot ass. The events of the evening and the unbelievable sensations rushing through my body soon had me spurting my thick cum into her well-fucked pussy. As the warmth of my cum seeped into her pussy she started twisting and moaning as her orgasm wracked her body. We quietly slipped into each other’s arms and fell into a blissful, exhausted sleep.

I woke up early the next morning and the sight of my sexy wife lying next to me had me hard as a rock. Katherine was not the best morning person and I had a flight to catch. It looked like I would have to take the problem in hand. I rubbed my throbbing cock and coating the head with my saliva started stroking it up and down as I gazed at her beautiful pussy. As my cum started to spurt from my cock I aimed my juices at her waiting pussy. The pearly strings hitting her clit and lips. I quickly got up and went to shower. Once I was dressed I leaned over the bed and kissed her on the lips. “I must run” I said “my plane leaves in an hour, I’ll see you in 2 days”. Katherine groaned and sat up. She felt my sticky cum oozing down her pussy lips. Her fingers dipped into my cum “what happened?” she asked “just a small gift I left you” I said. As I walked out the room I saw Katherine scooping my cum from her pussy and then sucking it off her fingers.

As the plane took off my thoughts were on the meeting I would be attending in the city, I was finding it difficult to concentrate as my mind kept drifting off to my dinner date with Marina . I could visualize her perfect body and wondered what my evening held in store.

I managed to endure the meeting without making a complete idiot of myself and kept my constantly hard cock well hidden under the boardroom table. The meeting had progressed better than expected and by I was free. I phoned Marina and told her to meet me downtown in 20 minutes, she readily agreed. As I walked up to her my eyes drank in her pure beauty. Her catlike motions and the sensuous look on her face made me want to just take her in my arms. She was wearing a tiny black mini skirt and a lace top with a black jacket that just covered her bra-less breasts. As I hugged her, the sweet fragrance of her perfume drifted up my nose. “Your perfume is driving me wild” I whispered into her ear, Marina giggled and tossed her thick blonde hair over her shoulder. “At least it had the desired effect” she laughed. We walked off down the street towards the mall.

As we walked into the mall I noticed that a new high-class sex shop had opened. I quickly steered Marina into the shop. I knew exactly what I was looking for! I had seen a new vibrating, remote controlled egg advertised on the net and I knew 2 very horny ladies who could put them to good use. I didn’t waste any time in finding them and we were soon on our way. “Where to next?” she asked. “I’m looking for something to keep a wet pussy warm” I said. Marina quickly steered me to the nearest lingerie store. “I might need to try them on” she breathed. “I would never buy anything I haven’t tried on,” I said. We quickly walked in the store and headed for the panty section. A young woman quickly walked up to us and offered her assistance. Marina laughed “I have all the help I can use” she said. The shop assistant blushed and walked away to serve other customers. Marina immediately started looking at the large selection of g-strings. “Which do u prefer?” she asked. “My taste has always leaned towards the white lace ones with the satin panel” I answered. Marina took a few pairs off the rack and pulled me off to the changers. We walked into the end change room and pulled the curtain closed. Marina turned to face me. She threw her arms around me and hugged me close. My hands cupped her tight ass and pulled her hot mount against my now throbbing cock. “It’s been too long” she whispered. She planted little kisses on my neck. We broke our embrace, Marina stepped back and unbuttoned her jacket and hung it on the hook. Her skirt quickly followed. My eyes feasted on her beautiful body. I looked down at her panties and saw a dark spot on the Navy blue satin panties, “looks like we were just in time” I said. I knelt in front of her pussy and smelt her sex. My fingers slid her g-string down her shapely legs, exposing her clean shaved pussy. I just stared at the delicate lips in front of me, the finely sculptured hood of her clit, her pussy juice glistening invitingly on her lips. I opened the bag of goodies I had bought from the sex shop and took one of the eggs from the box. I quickly slipped it deep into her wet pussy. I pulled my fingers out and brought them to my lips. The taste of her feminine juices were better that anything I had ever tasted. “There” I said; “now you can try on the new panties”. I stood up as she picked up the first pair and slipped them on. The sight of her pussy snugly covered by the panties and the smooth feel of the silk had me hard as a rock and I could feel the precum oozing into my underpants. As she stood there I flicked the switch for the remote controlled egg. Marina nearly collapsed, as her legs became weak. She immediately started to pant heavily. “Fuck!” she gasped, “this thing will kill me, let’s get out of here”. She quickly dressed and we headed out of the change rooms. We walked towards the till at the front of the store. “We’ll take all three” I said to the cashier. My eyes can to rest on the pair that Marina had just tried on and I noticed that a damp spot had been left by her juicy pussy. As the cashier picked them up she gave us both a disapproving look and continued the transaction. We quickly left the store and called a cab. “The Marriott” I said to the cabby as we pulled off. I slid my hand into my jacket pocket and quickly flicked the remote switch on and off. “No!” she said “not here”. We sat in silence for the remainder of our journey to the hotel.

When we walked into the room I called room service and ordered a bottle of Laurent Perrier. Marina walked through to the bathroom and closed the door. I slipped my clothes off and pulled the white robe on. The front door bell rang room service. I quickly signed the bill and closed the door. I took the bottle and glasses through to the bedroom. I nearly dropped the bottle as I saw Marina stretched out on the bed, wearing the new pair of panties we had just bought. No matter how often I saw her I could never get used to her astounding beauty. I opened the champagne and poured us each a glass. As I passed Marina her glass a few drops spilled down onto her pert breasts and ran a path down stomach to her panties. She brought the glass to her full lips and sipped the icy champagne. “Hmmm” she said, “That’s good stuff”. I took a big sip of my champagne and put the glass down on the bedside table. I picked up the Egg remote and flicked the switch. I lay down beside Marina and took her firm body in my arms. Our lips met and her tongue pushed between my lips. Her hard nipples pressed against my bare chest. I could feel the egg was starting to do its job as her hips started to rotate and she pressed her smooth panty clad pussy against my leg. I could feel the juices from her pussy were seeping through her panties. I broke our embrace and gently rolled Marina onto her back. I turned around and took her foot in my hand. I gently rubbed her foot, my lips slipping over her toes, gently sucking them into my mouth. My tongue started to trace a path up her sexy legs, my lips planting gentle kisses on her legs. My lips reached her knees and I slowly lifted her leg and started kissing the backs of her knees. My tongue continued it path upwards. As my face neared her dripping pussy I smelt the aroma of her pussy radiating from her panties. My tongue ran a path up her tight thighs and down to the smooth skin next to her pussy. I kissed a path up the side of her panties and onto her flat stomach, her hips were gently rolling around and she was doing her best to push my head into her pussy. I resisted and continued my path around her pussy; my fingers were firmly pressing her raised mons making sure that I avoided her pussy. “Don’t tease me!” she said, “eat my pussy”. Her hands firmly pushed my head into her pussy. My tongue pressed hard up against her clit, her pussy juices had completely drenched her new panties. I put my lips to her panties and started sucking the escaping juices from her pussy lips it tasted like nectar. I slipped her panties down her legs and brought them to my nose. My tongue ran over the warm, wet crotch of her panties, “you have the best tasting pussy I've ever come across” I whispered. “Well don’t just smell my panties, kiss my pussy, its on fire” she gasped. I lay down between her legs and slowly ran my tongue from the bottom of her pussy and slowly pushed my tongue into her swollen wet pussy lips. I could feel the faint vibrations from the egg. My tongue traced a path up her swollen lips until it came to her hard clit. My tongue gently started flicking over her clit, sucking it into my mouth. I slid my fingers into her pussy and removed the egg from her depths. I slid my finger deep into her pussy and pushed it had up against her pubic bone, feeling for that magical spot. Her breath started coming in gasps, her hips thrusting up. My rhythmic sucking on her clit and the deep probing of my fingers soon had her screaming in ecstasy as her wild orgasm gripped her. My mouth replaced my fingers as I licked up as much of her pussy juice as I could. Marina lay there panting, “That was incredible!” she said. I sat up and looked at one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen lying on her back with her legs spread her wet pussy glistening.

We lay back and sipped our champagne is silence, both deep in thought. Marina broke the silence “that was a hard act to follow,” she said as she sat up. “Get on your knees” she said. I knelt on the bed, my hard cock parallel with my stomach, my head resting on the pillows. I felt something cold on my prick followed by a tingling sensation. I looked back and saw that Marina had slid her champagne glass over my prick; the bubbles were gently caressing my purple head. She withdrew the glass and replaced it with her lips. The change from the cold champagne to the warm lips felt incredible. She slowly slid her mouth down my entire shaft until I felt her breath in my pubes. As she slowly slid her lips back I felt her start to suck hard on my throbbing cock until it burst from her mouth with a “pop”. She took a big sip of champagne and once again took my cock in her mouth, the cold bubbles nearly sending me over the edge. She firmly gripped the base of my throbbing cock until the spasms slowly subsided. Marina eased me over until I was lying on my back. She lay down between my legs and slowly started licking under my full balls. He tongue traced a line under my scrotum and she gently took each bag in her mouth, rolling them around. Her hands snaked up and took my cock in her hands; she rubbed the steady flow of precum around my head. She slowly let my balls slip from her mouth and then ran her tongue up my shaft. As she neared the head of my cock she pushed her tongue under the rim and ran it slowly around. At this point I couldn’t take any more and pushed her head down until she had my head deep in her hot mouth. I ran my fingers through her hair as I held her head and started to fuck her mouth. She ran her tongue around my head as she sucked at the same time. I felt the cum rising deep in my balls. As I started to cum I pushed her head down, my cum splashing deep into her waiting throat. I felt her sucking every drop from my throbbing cock.

She sat up and lay on top of me, her lips touched mine and I tasted my cum on her lips.

Marina started to slide her tongue deep into my throat, her hot pussy gently rubbing my now hardening cock. I slid my hands around her chest and started rubbing her hard nipples, taking each nipple between my fingers. I broke our kiss and pulled her hard nipple into my mouth, my teeth gently grazing each nipple. Marina started thrusting her hot pussy up and down the length of my throbbing cock. I could feel the wet lips around my shaft. On the next trust a slowly pressed my cock up against the bud of her ass. “Yes” she gasped, “fuck me up the ass!” I slipped my cock slowly into her tight bud; I felt the walls of her ass pulsating around my cock. I slipped my hands down her stomach and let my fingers rest on her swollen clit. She leant back and rested her hands on my legs, my cock now up to the hilt in her tight ass. I slipped my fingers into her wet pussy and gave her a double fuck. It wasn’t long before her body started to shudder as her orgasm washed over her body. I slipped my hard cock out of her ass and into her swollen pussy; I held her close and rolled her over onto her back. Marina wrapped her shapely legs around my waist as I started to slowly thrust deep into her pussy. She started to run her fingers over my back as I trust deep into her hot cunt. Her scratching became harder and harder and I could feel her nails digging deep into my back. I felt my orgasm approaching and slammed my cock deep into her pussy as the cum spurted from my prick. I collapsed on top of her and she held me tight against her beautiful body. I rolled off her and we lay in the semi-darkness holding each other close.

We lay quietly holding each other, both deep in thought about the intense pleasures we had just shared. I finally broke the silence, “Katherine wants to try for a foursome with Rory,” I said. “I don’t think we could get him to do it” she said “but I would love to get my face between Katherine’s legs again”. “I have a surprise for you” I said. “Rory and Katherine had a rather steamy session last night and I see what you mean, he may have a big dick but jeez he could do with lessons on how to use it!” Marina turned over and looked at me “how do you know so much” she asked. “I was at the window watching” I answered. I looked down at Marina ’s hand and noticed that she was gently playing with her clit as we spoke. “We have a long weekend coming up next month, I think you should look at coming up so we can put our plan in place” I said quietly in her ear.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My First Babysitter

Trap on Sex Stories

MY FIRST BABYSITTER

The other day some of my buddies and me were talking about old girlfriends and sex stories and that type thing when one friend asked me about my first time. I had thought of it often in the past many years and it inspired me to share my experience. I am only thirty years old as I write this story, but my first experience with the opposite sex was some eighteen years ago. It seems so long ago in one sense, but just yesterday in another.

I remember I was twelve years old, having just turned so only a few weeks earlier. I guess I was nieve for my age and was not very well versed in the ways of the world so to speak. I didn’t have many friends and, looking back, I was socially underdeveloped for my age. I didn’t know much about the birds and th

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e bees, and didn’t pay much attention to girls. I was more interested in football and riding bikes than spending time with silly girls.

It was about a week before Christmas and I had just gotten out of school for the holidays. My parents were extremely hard workers and cut loose only once or twice a year it seemed. One of those times was for my dad’s yearly Christmas party his company had. They would always get a babysitter for me on the night of the big party and would stay out until the wee hours of the morning. My babysitter was always one of my aunts or my grandma, but this year they were all busy. For the first time in my life, I was going to have to spend the evening with some stranger and I was not too happy about it.

"Why mom?! I’m twelve now and I think I’m old enough to stay by myself for a few hours."

Mom replied, "I don’t even think so young man. You are only twelve and you haven’t been exactly a perfect little boy these days you know. I don’t think I’m ready to let you stay by yourself."

She was commenting on an incident that happened about a week before. It started innocently enough, but I guess it was a bad idea. I had been shooting my BB gun in the back yard at some targets when I decided to shoot some birds out of the trees. I shot a bird out of my neighbor’s tree and the lady that lived there had seen me do it. I hadn’t payed attention, but she was in the yard hanging out some laundry to dry. She was none too happy because she loved birds. She had bird feeders out all over the place and always spread seeds and things out so they would fly into her yard. She saw me and yelled something over at me. It startled me and I knew she was angry, so I instinctively ran into the house, despite her requests to "come back here!" Anyway, she immediately came over to tell my mom and I was in some trouble to say the least.

"It was just a bird mom. I won’t do it anymore. I didn’t know it was that bad a thing to do."

"We have talked about this young man and I am through explaining it any further. If you would act like more of a responsible person, I might reconsider. But as it is, I am getting a babysitter and that is final!"

I knew I was beat and so I went to my room to sulk. I turn some music on my stereo and decided just to accept it and go on. It wasn’t the worst thing that could happen. I figured she would get some mindless junior or senior in high school to come over and I would have to put up with her power trip for a few hours. I was working on a model car when my dad walked in. I didn’t realize he was even home. The time flew by while I was working on my car and it was now several hours later and they were getting ready for the party.

"Hey son, how are you doing?"

"Fine dad." I said, "Just working on my car and passing the time."

"Well," he said, "your mother and I are about ready to leave and I wanted to just pop in. We probably won’t be home until very late and you will be in bed. Hope you have fun with your babysitter."

"I’m sure I will dad." I was trying to sound really disappointed in a feeble hope for one last try at freedom. Little did I know at the time I was going to have a whole lot of fun.

Just then I heard the doorbell ring as dad said, "Oh, that must be her." I walked out of the room behind him as mom answered the door. I decided to stay in the hallway to hear what directions mom gave her before I came into the room.

I heard mom say, "Hello Debbie, it’s been awhile hasn’t it."

"Yes it has. I guess it must have been last fourth of July at the lake when I last saw you."

The babysitter, Debbie as mom called her, had a much more mature sound to her than I was expecting. I decided to go ahead and poke my head around the corner to get a look. Before, I was expecting some teenage, only a few years older than me, but now I was looking at a woman who must have been near the same age as my mom. She was short with dark brown hair and an average build, except for her breasts. She must have had the biggest breast I had ever seen and I felt a funny feeling creep into my stomach as I gazed at them. She had a pretty face but was very pale complected. She wore thick mascara and bright red lipstick. She was dressed in a skirt and long-sleeved blouse with high heel pumps and her hair was tied up in the back. She was very intimidating, but attractive at the same time. I had feelings welling up that I couldn’t understand at the time, and I had never felt up until now. I felt my penis start to stiffen and I became somewhat embarrassed as I heard mom call my name.

"Come here son, I want you to meet my old high school friend Debbie. She has just moved back to town and she will be watching you tonight."

I walked slowly into the living room with my hands at my side hoping that my hard little cock would not be noticed by anyone.

"Say hi to my friend Debbie," my mom said.

"Hi Debbie."

"Well hello there. You must be Jason. I’ve heard a lot about you," Debbie said. She sounded very adult in her manner of speaking. I still had trouble keeping my eyes off her breasts and I guess it was quite apparent because my mom told be to look at her eyes when she spoke to me. When I looked up, Debbie gave me a nice smile and nodded.

"I think Jason and I will be just fine. You two go and have a good time. We’ll just grab a little bite to eat and watch some TV." She seemed to like me instantly and I was really liking her, or at least looking at her.

Mom and dad were already running late, so they hurried out of the house with only a quick goodbye. Now I was alone with Debbie. I was very uncomfortable being alone with her and at the same time, I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her. She was becoming more gorgeous to me by the second. I had never had a girl (or a woman in this case) affect me so much. She then said, "I’ll bet you’re hungry," and walked into the kitchen. I turned to admire her ass as she left the room. It was perfect in my estimation and I was mesmerized. When she returned, she said that she put a couple of TV dinners in the oven and we would be eating in just a few minutes. All I could do was nod in response. I sat on the sofa and she sat in the recliner. We quietly watched a rerun of "Friends" as we waited for the dinners to cook. After we ate, I suddenly became very sleepy. It had been a long day I guess, and so I fell asleep on the couch. I guess sometime during my nap, Debbie had decided to get a little more comfortable, because when I woke up she was wearing a tank top and the shortest pair of shorts I had ever seen. She must have thought I was still asleep as I watched her get up to go to the bathroom. Her tank top was very tight and her breasts looked like they might burst out at any minute. Her midriff showed a pierced bellybutton and her stomach was flat and tight. Her shorts were revealing to say the least, as I swear I could see the cheeks of her ass as she walked down the hall. After she closed the bathroom door, I quickly put my hand down my pants. I was actually horny and didn’t know how to react. I had never masturbated before, but now I had an instinctive urge to do it. I pulled on my pecker a few times before I heard the toilet flush. I quickly pulled my hand back out, and said hello as she entered the living room. She seemed a little startled at first.

"Oh, I didn’t know you were awake." I think she assumed I was out for the night and that’s probably why she changed into such revealing clothing. I swear she tried to cover herself a little as she quickly went back to the recliner.

She was older, you could tell, but her body looked fantastic. Better than any high school girl I had ever seen and I was going crazy. I suddenly had an incredible urge to touch her in anyway possible.

"Could I sit with you? I had a nightmare." I lied hoping she would take the bait. I was willing to do anything to get closer to her, even though I couldn’t understand what I was feeling. It was just animal instinct I guess. She was a female and I was a male in heat.

"I guess so," she said reluctantly. I could tell she was uncomfortable. "But why don’t I come over to the couch. I don’t think we would fit too well on this recliner." She cracked a smile, but I’m sure it was fake. I guarantee I was more nervous than she was but I couldn’t turn back now, even if I wanted to.

She then got up and came over to the couch. I raised up so she could sit down and then laid my head back down into her lap. Her legs were warm and smooth as I ran my cheek across her thighs as innocently as I could. She reacted by shifting a little in her seat and then placing one hand on my head. She stroked my hair a little as we watched TV and I was becoming more and more aroused. I had gotten hard-ons before, but never like this. It felt like it was going to explode, it was so hard. I decided to put my hands under my head on her lap. I wanted to feel her legs without making it too obvious that I was some kind of little pervert. She was so smooth and smelt very nicely and I think she was beginning to enjoy the touches we exchanged as much as I was. Her hand continued to stroke my hair as I felt her other hand suddenly on my stomach. I looked up at her when she did this and she smiled down at me.

"You sure are nice to sit with Jason." She said and I just smiled back.

"You too, Debbie. I’ve never been this comfortable before."

With that I felt her hand start to rub my stomach and then she slipped it under my shirt. It was probably an accident since my shirt had risen up during my nap, but her hand was now on my bare skin and that’s when something very embarrassing happened. I came.

I came right in my pants without so much as a warning. It was like having a wet dream while wide awake! You couldn’t believe my embarrassment as I lay as still as possible. I didn’t even know what had happened at the time, but I knew it felt really good.

"What’s the matter Jason? You suddenly feel very tense." I could only hope she wouldn’t find out.

"Nothing." I said very quickly, but somehow I don’t think she believed me.

My head was spinning from the orgasm and from trying to figure out what to do next when suddenly I felt her hand go very near my crotch. My cock was situated in my shorts so that it pointed up toward the waist and I felt her hand stop just short of the tip. Then she looked down at me with a puzzled look.

"You are wet Jason. Did you spill something on you?" As she spoke, I must have had a look of complete fear on my face, and I was petrified.

She continued, "What’s the matter?"

Even as she said it, I saw her face change expressions as she must have figured it out.

"I’m sorry Debbie. I didn’t mean to. I don’t even know for sure what happened."

Suddenly I saw a change in Debbie. She was no longer the pleasant person she had been all night. She became furious and I was shocked at what she would say and do next.

"Jason! Did you cum in your shorts?!"

"What? I don’t know what that means."

"You did didn’t you!" She was becoming madder by the second. "You came in your shorts while trying to feel me up didn’t you, you little pervert!"

"Debbie please! I didn’t mean it! You were just so warm and soft and smelt so nice! You’re just so pretty!" I was trying to hold back tears as her face took on a horrified look. She stood up and walked to the middle of the living room and turned facing me. Even at that intense moment, I couldn’t help but stare at her amazing body and she saw it in my face.

"You little bastard! Even now you are undressing me with your eyes! You can’t get enough can you!" Even before I could answer she started to pull her tank top over her head.

"Well, is this what you wanted to see so badly!" She stood now topless in the middle of the floor as she flung her top into the recliner. I was stunned. It was the first pair of bare breasts I had ever seen, even in magazines. Her breasts were big and round mounds on her chest. Her nipples pointed upward and her areolas were pink in contrast to her pale skin.

"I just had a boob job last summer and I guess they got your attention didn’t they?!" I couldn’t believe they were fake, but I didn’t care. They were titties and they were in my plain sight. They were spectacular and even to this day I have never seen a better pair. She was still fuming as she quickly pushed her shorts down revealing her pussy to me. To my surprise, she wasn’t wearing any underwear. Her pussy was trimmed neatly and her mound showed nicely.

"Well, there you go! I guess you wouldn’t be satisfied without the full view would you!" I was no longer shocked at what she was saying. Her naked body had my full attention and I listened only slightly at what she said. That is until she decided to punish me.

"Your mom and dad won’t like this a bit! I’d better punish you for this! Drop your shorts! I’m going to give you a spanking!"

I was scared now, but was not about to do anything to make her more mad. I stood up and dropped my shorts and underwear to the floor. My hard little cock poked up toward my stomach as the cum from my orgasm covered my pelvic area and had started to drip down on my ball sack. I have always cum a lot when I have an orgasm, even for my first time. She looked down at my cock as I awaited her next move. She came over and stood beside me. I still had a hard time looking away. She then put one hand on my shoulder and began to slap at my butt cheeks with her other hand. To my surprise, she was not hitting me very hard. She slapped me about five times and then something incredible happened.

"Well, I guess that’s a start." She said. "But I’m not through with your punishment."

I noticed a change in her tone. She was breathing harder and looking down at my penis as she spoke.

"I guess next thing is to clean you up. You look a mess."

I started to walk to the bathroom to get a towel or something to wipe myself down with when she stopped me.

"Where do you think you’re going young man?!" She seemed more upset again. I was confused and said I was going to the bathroom.

"No! I’m not letting you out of my sight any more tonight. I don’t want you to do anymore harm than you already have. You will probably go to your room and try to screw the bed or something!"

I was still scared and confused as she told me to come over to her. She sat on the couch facing me as I walked slowly toward her.

"I guess I’ll just have to clean you up myself. Don’t think for a minute that I like doing this!"

When I got close enough, she reached behind me and pulled me quickly toward her. Before I knew what happened, my hard virgin cock was in her mouth. She sucked on it for several seconds as I tried to figure out what was happening. I was paralyzed as I felt her tongue start to lick the underside of my cock. Then she pulled my cock out of her mouth and pushed it hard against my stomach. She looked up at me and mumbled something about how dirty I was and then started to lick and suck on my scrotum. I could already feel another orgasm coming on as she finished licking my balls and all around my pelvis. She had my cock in her mouth again as I came. She didn’t look nearly as surprised as I thought she would and looking back on it, I think she must have known what was coming. She simply continued to suck my cock until I had completely unloaded into her mouth. I felt her swallow and then she pulled her mouth away.

"Now unless you want me to tell your parents what you did, you will fuck me. I know you want to and you owe me one."

Her eyes were intensely serious as she sat back into the couch and spread her legs.

"I don’t know how," I said as I slowly inched my way closer. She grabbed me again and pulled me in toward her, more gently this time. I watched as she guided my cock to her pussy and when the head was at her entrance, she pulled me by the ass until my five-inch little cock was all the way inside. It felt warm and velvety as I instinctively tried to push deeper.

"Just pull part way out and push it back in." Her voice was more tender than before although she was still very demanding. I began to pull in and out of her pussy as best I could. She was trying to give me directions on how to do it and I was trying my best to oblige. She must have been frustrated with my efforts, because she suddenly pushed me away with a loud sigh.

"This isn’t working for me. Your little cock is just too damn small to satisfy me."

She then stood up and put her clothes back on. I thought she was actually leaving as she rushed out the door. I couldn’t believe she would leave me alone when she was supposed to be babysitting me. Suddenly, though, she came back into the house with something in her hand. To my amazement it looked like a man’s penis. It was long and thick and black. She quickly stripped again and began to suck on the penis intensely. She then came back to the couch in front of where I was still standing and kneeled down with her back to me. I watched as she reached around with the fake penis and pushed it hard into her pussy as she leaned over the sofa. It was very sexy to watch her pull it in and out of herself and I began to stroke my cock as she moaned. Then she looked back at me and spoke.

"Now put that worthless little cock into my asshole." I was stunned and shook my head at her.

"No! I can’t do that. That is where you poo from. I won’t!"

She began to yell at me after this. "DO IT NOW YOU LITTLE PRICK! YOU WANT ME TO TELL MOMMY AND DADDY WHAT YOU HAVE DONE HERE TONIGHT?!"

I still didn’t want to do it but I was convinced she would tell on me if I didn’t. I guess it didn’t dawn on me at the time that she could get in much more trouble than I could for what was happening. I was young and ignorant and a little scared, so I did what I was told. I put my cock at her asshole and pushed. It wouldn’t go in at first but she insisted I keep trying. When it finally did pierce her ass, it felt great and I was no longer feeling grossed out. I was feeling very horny again and push as hard as I could. I was fully inside her in seconds and I loved it. It wasn’t long before we had a good rhythm going and Debbie was moaning like crazy. She was fucking herself with the black penis while I pumped away at her tight ass. Because of the situation and the fact that I was so new at this, I felt my next orgasm building up strongly.

"Debbie, I think I’m about to do it again. What should I do?" I asked.

"Just cum in my ass," she shakily replied, very much to the point.

I did what I was told as she screamed loudly. The feeling was intense and I thought for a moment that I might collapse. My knees felt wobbly and my head was swimming as I emptied my balls into her ass. I could feel my thighs suddenly become very wet and this time I knew it wasn’t from me. My first thought was that she was peeing on my so I quickly pulled away as a string of my cum stretched from the tip of my cock to her ass. I watched as she continued to push her toy in and out of her pussy. There was clear liquid splashing all about as she was screaming. Finally she stopped and pulled it out. A gush of liquid escaped and hit the floor with a slight thud. She collapsed face down into the couch and gave out a throaty moan. I stood not sure what to do next when she turned to me and spoke. Her voice was very tender now, much like it had been before all this had started.

"Oh sugar, you did fine. Just fine." She was still quivering a little and her voice was shaky.

She then rose up, turned around, and walked over to me. I could see her juices running down her thighs and her entire body was glistening with sweat. Her hair was a mess also. She leaned down a little and gave me a big hug.

"I’m sorry I sounded so mean to you. I just get a little different when I am turned on. Do you understand what I mean?"

Of course I didn’t at the time, but I shook my head up and down anyway.

"I really do like you Jason. I didn’t mean all those terrible things I said before. I wasn’t exactly myself there for a while. When I realized you had cum in your shorts, I just got so damn horny I lost my head." She was like her old self again, only still very much naked in front of me, and so was I for that matter.

"Why don’t we go get cleaned up and then we will tidy up the living room before your parents get back?" She looked at the clock and I did too.

It was getting very late and I was suddenly very nervous because my parents could possibly be home anytime now. I didn’t know for sure. My cock was limp for the first time in quite a while and I felt very satisfied. I knew I had just been with a woman. Not a girl, but a woman. And it was the most erotic thing I would ever experience. From that time on, I would always ask for Debbie when my parents went out. They were a little suspicious when I was still asking for her when I was seventeen. If they had only known how well my babysitter took care of me!

Six Ways to Sunday Chp. 2

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“We had Jake for a several months; John and I were scrapping back and forth so we hadn’t been having quality sex for a while, and when he left for a surprise job there was only time for a short kiss, and a ‘hurry back’ and he was gone. It was a welcome brake; we were having the long-term itches.” Joyce paused sipping her tea as a grin beamed from her face a long sigh as she gazed at Alice and began again, “I just finished roughhousing with Jake and walking him around. I bathed him brushed him, and put food out for him; I love taking care of him, Jake is like the child I never had.” Joyce took a sip and gazed into the cup.

 

Alice interrupted and softly quizzed, “Joyce why haven’t you had any children? Are you able?”

 

“Oh I can have kids in fact I’ve conceived several times. I just had abortions.” Joyce replied without the slightest tone of regret in her voice.

“You must have had a good OBG.” Alice complimented.

 

“Oh yes! She takes ‘very-gooood!’ care of me. I helped her girl kick drugs and she has stayed clean.” Joyce explained adding. “It is my preferred form of birth control; I think it is better than the pill, and more reliable. I’ve been too occupied with the clinic and the hospital and now… well now I don’t want to. I want to be free for a while I am still on a leave of absence.” Joyce’s eyes scanned the kitchen glanced out the window and back to Alice while she spoke.

 

“I’m glad I had mine; I love them but I am also really glad they grew up independent, and moved out when they did, being a single parent is not easy.”

 

“Well you did something right so many children never grow up and leave the nest, or they have kids and leave them behind with grams.” Joyce lauded as she placed her hand on Alice’s.

 

“Thank you I am not really sure what I did; but they have started their own lives and we are still friends, we talk all the time. Please back to your story.” Alice coaxed.

 

“I noticed that Casey was coming into heat and ‘Jake’ was starting to sniff at her butt. It looked like the mating dance was starting, so I locked Casey in the dog run to separate them. I don’t want any pups around either; Jake, Casey, and John are enough for me to take care of. Jake made a terrible fuss barking and whining. He looked at me then at Casey and back at me whining and pacing all the way around the run. It was good that the run was completely caged or Jake would have surely found a way in. The look was like ‘how could you’ you know that look you get when you take a toy away from a child when they misbehave. I chuckled to myself as I wondered off to my favorite spot.”

 

“It can be windy and cold but if the sun was out this place is always warm. I stripped and lay out on the soft grass. All my chores were done. I was in estrous as well; and just like Casey I was really in the mood for sex too because it had been a while since the last time. The sun was so hot I drifted to sleep right away. I was dreaming about making love, it was so real I could feel a penis inside me. I was stirred awake by Jake’s muffled barks as he sat at the trailhead looking right at me; panting with his tongue flailing from side to side as he licked his chops. I froze as I caught sight of his dark red dick poking out from his black haired sheath. I could see it dripping; it would squirt when he barked. I was more shocked at how aroused I was becoming.”

 

“I felt a hard stone in my belly as the muscles behind my clitoris tightened and my heart started beating so hard I could barely breathe. Jake started dancing around acting like he wanted to roughhouse. I couldn’t move or talk I just lay there trembling; I could feel staccatoed squirts of urine as I started to panic. As arousal started to replace my panic I started thinking about a client I saw for several months she had loved their family pet a dog in every way she claimed the sex with Red was better than with any man; and so the thoughts of myself and Jake, myself and how amorously my client talked about her k-nine lover, how alone I was, and how much I wanted to have sex. I moaned as I looked and saw his dick again I felt my labia swell and turn hot. His cock looked bigger around and more of it was exposed, I could see Jake’s knot had swelled inside his sheath.”

 

“As wet as I was becoming I am sure Jake took my scent more than the look on my face or my moaning as an invitation and pranced over sniffing and snorting and licking his chops. He started dancing all around me jumping, spinning, and doing a growling whiny bark just like when we roughhouse. I was still unable to move until he stuffed his nose right into my pussy sniffed and snorted. God how electrifying that was; I yelled and jumped to my feet.”

 

“I started to run off when he jumped onto me and knocked me to the ground and held me there with his paws while he licked my face. I was so surprised, scared, and dazed and still very much in denial of my roiling passion welling up inside me. When Jake started prancing around again; I flipped over, and tried to crawl away he quickly mounted me I screamed out from surprise. I was in a dazed panic and yet I realized I was becoming passionately engaged; so much so I just gasped unable to catch my breath. I spun out from underneath him and stood up; I was too dizzy to move and like he did with you he took a mouth full of my hair as he jumped up pulled me to the ground, and held my head to the ground while he moved on top pinning, me with his paws. He kept switching his paws on my shoulders and thighs; holding me to the ground and spreading my legs wider and wider, while he licked me head to foot, giving my whole body a tongue bath. Oh Alice I will never forget how my insides roiled and quaked or how my urine squirted when my muscles squeezed tightly when his tongue swept across my nipples and. When his ministrations focused on my genitalia I began exploding with multiple orgasms; my juices gushed all over Jake’s head and face his lapping sounded like he was drinking from his water bowl. God Alice he drinking up as much as he could.”

 

“I was exciting to him; to Jake I was an amorous and willing mate and he was right. I looked at him and saw how much his cock had grown and it looked so very hard I knew then he wanted me; he wanted to mate with me, and all those doggie kisses began to feel surprisingly good. I was being seduced and I loved it, I gave in to my torrid arousal. I started to open my mouth to take in a deep breath; well that’s when he frenched me the first time. I felt his tongue slide deep into my throat; I gagged and coughed his tongue out. I couldn’t stop myself from peeing, while Jake softly licked my face. I felt his essence dripping all over me and all I wanted was for him to kiss me again and again so when his tongue swished past my lips I opened my mouth and in slithered that wonderful tongue in and out as if he were drinking from the back of my throat. God Alice it felt like he was licking at my anal tucks from inside my throat. I felt his teeth sliding along my cheeks as he covered my whole face with his jowls.”

 

“I was totally sweated my skin felt like it was in a pot of boiling water when I rolled over onto my knees; Jake mounted me instantly. I wanted to tease him like I had seen other dogs do during their mating dance so I spun out from underneath and lay on my back with my legs splayed. Jake started sniffing, snorting, and licking me all over from my face, my underarms, to my pussy and legs licking me with long slithering licks. ‘Oh…! God…!’ They were so arousing. I could feel my passions fruiting, and Jake drinking my sweet cream. With each slathery lick of his wonderful tongue my pussy quivered my abs convulsed, and my rectum danced; I thought my insides were going to squirt out, I couldn’t catch my breath and I felt like I was about to pass out.”

 

“Jake licked his way to my face, and stood there panting, and looking right into my eyes. I looked at his cock it was still hard and it looked so big I gasped ‘My God’ and in slipped his tongue my whole head was inside his jowls while his tongue undulated inside my throat. I was still being splattered with his essence when Jake pulled his tongue out and started sidling and making a muffled whiny barks and nudging my face I knew what he was saying so I rolled over onto my hands and knees. My God ached so bad I was trembling, weak, and dizzy as the world spun around; Jake was bouncing all around me when he mounted me backwards and started humping my head and spraying my hair. I just held still on my hands and knees. He climbed over me and again stuffed his nose into my anus, and began licking my swollen vaginal opening. His tongue was slathering all over my clitoris, labia, thighs and anus.”

 

“Jake’s tongue was electrifying as it slathered my buttocks, snaking between my thighs. I remember shouting ‘Oh God…! Oh God’ over and over as Jake’s tongue slithered up the inside of my thighs onto and around my vagina, across my anus. Every muscle tensed and relaxed again and again squeezing my juices out and Jake lapping them up. It felt like his tongue was going all the way into my vaginal canal and into my cervix and turning me inside out. I heard him growling deep in his throat as he licked, like I satisfied some deep-rooted thirst. I twisted to the side and caught sight of his face when he looked at me, it was glazed over with my creamy juices, there were long stringers dangling from his jowls and we were both sweated when Jake clumsily lumbered onto me.”

 

“I started gasping and grunting loudly from his weight as Jake climbed on shifting and shuffling his hot hairy body as he looked for the sweet spot. I felt his front legs gripping my waist tightly his front paws pushing into my thighs, his back paws prancing between and stepping on my legs and his hairy haunches rubbing my buttocks. I could hear him growling and grunting as he began humping, and probing me all over with his huge cock; with each thrust I found myself wishing that huge cock was being thrust into me. I was making guttural animal like noises as he kept probing and spraying my back side it was surprisingly painful when he bounced that hard dick off my clitoris, but it just made me crave penetration all the more.”

 

“I remember shouting ‘Oohh! God!’ and a violent shudder swept over me when the tip of his hot wet penis parted my labia and went part way in. With one powerful lunge Jake shoved that huge, hot, wet, cock with its monstrous knot all the way into me. It hurt so bad I saw stars and gagged several times; I screamed “Oouuuhhha! God! Damn it…!” I tried to buck him off, but that huge cock just went in deeper and he just gripped me tighter. A few spasmodic thrusts and Jake’s sperm started gushing into my vaginal canal. I could feel that hot cum flowing into my pussy and running down my legs and belly, and in a few short seconds it was over. I sagged on my hands and knees panting like a dog in heat; I was dazed by the power and ferocity of his thrusts. Shit it was over and it hadn’t even stopped hurting, and with a quick yank and a loud wet squelch out it plopped followed by a surging gush of urine.”

 

“I’ve never peed so hard; I just knelt there on my hands and knees peeing, as relief washed over me. I started to sob that cock was out of me and I felt so empty and unfulfilled oh how I wanted him to mount me again. Jake went back and forth licking his dick then my pussy, and back to his dick. I watched as he licked that huge magnificent cock and oh how I craved to feel that thing inside me again. He started feverishly licking all over my thighs and genitalia; I knew I was about to be mounted when he started slathering his tongue up my side and back down. God I could feel my vagina suck in and dilate as his tongue slathered over my clitoris again and again, with those long slathery licks. It was so wildly erotic every noise every movement was orgasmic!”

 

“I started trembling, gasping, and grunting loudly as Jake lumbered onto me shuffling and shifting his weight moving into the sweet spot he found. I remember growling as I strained to support his weight my breath caught in my throat when I felt that powerful thrusting jab and in popped that monstrous cock. I felt it throbbing and squirting and our juices mixing and then squeeze out past that cock and run down my legs as he pumped it inside me; I could feel that knot pounding against my vulva and his testicles bouncing on my thighs with his thrusts, and with a yank out it popped. Again and again Jake jabbed his cock into me work it for several thrusts and yank it out. It didn’t hurt this time it was positively delightful I enraptured lost in a cloud of lust loudly grunting and groaning while he humped me!’”

 

“Jake would hop off when I came close to climaxing and lick my vaginal opening making me cum explosively and then lick his cock when my climax subsided. It was like he knew I was going to cum and wanted to drink my cream; when I was through cumming from his snaking tongue he climbed back on shuffled into the sweet spot and lick my ear and cheek and just lay on top of me gripping my waist. I could feel his cock touching and spraying my labia he just slowly licked my neck, face, and ear, and then snaked his wonderful tongue over my shoulder and into my armpit, ‘God’ that felt good; I was liberated licentiously liberated. I was going to cum again, I could feel myself climbing higher and the ache in my groin throbbing and my heart was pounding loudly in my ears just from feeling tip of his cock teasing my labia. He put his nose in my hair. I could feel his hot breath gusting on my neck as Jake slid his turgid wet cock into me and pressed that huge knot tightly against my vulva. Jake started taking long fast strokes, running the full-length, tip to the knot, pistonning it inside me. He paused while keeping that knot pressed tightly against my opening I knew that he was taking his time that this time it would last.”

 

“He shifted his grip, and tightened it and with a sharp powerful jab popped that horrendous knot into me. This time it felt fantastically good. Jake started working it inside me farther and faster. I felt his hairy haunches pressing tightly against my buttocks. I felt his head arch back and Jake let out a loud groaning growl and dropped it to my shoulder. He started frantically grinding his haunches tightly against my buttocks and grunting with every thrust and with a suddenness he froze just his ensconced cock throbbing inside me, and Jake’s hot breath gusting on my neck. I shrieked like a child when he started his powerful thrusting; my body quaked as his hot hairy haunches pounded against my buttocks and with the same suddenness he stopped. Again and again as we both neared climax he would stop, teasing our thirst.”

 

“This time when he started licking my ear I knew that he was going to let go; I dug my fingers and toes into the ground as I braced myself when I felt Jake tighten his grip around my waste and shuffle his hind legs between my thighs pressing his hot hairy haunches tightly against my buttocks. I shuddered violently as he began lunging convulsively shoving his cock deep and his sperm started gushing out, and with a few short spasmodic thrusts it was over; I saw stars again only this time it felt wonderful, I was weak, and when he pulled it out I dropped to the ground exhausted. I didn’t cum like an orgasm; I was over whelmed by sensations ‘electrifying!’ sensations. I don’t remember how many times we mated that day; we mated into the night. Jake was like an amorous young man making up for lost time, and I… I was intensely aroused the whole night I loved every second.”

 

“It was when I lay down face up on this moss-covered log that I felt my animal lust turn to love for. He started bathing me with his tongue it felt so soothing and arousing as he worked his way up my belly across my breasts when he found his way to my armpit Jake started sniffing and licking as if he were drinking in my scent my whole body shivered and sweat formed. He side stepped as moved his head to my other side and pushed his nose into my hairy underarm taking in deep breaths though his nose. I felt that knot rolling over my pelvis I spread my legs wide and rocked my hips and held my vaginal opening in front of his sheath trying to engage his penis when he reached my mouth I opened and he slithered that wonderful tongue in the same moment he slipped his cock into me and my body orgasmed as that huge knot past through my opening. I wrapped my arms and legs around his huge hairy body and the two of us just quietly lay there feeling each other’s heart beating I didn’t put clothes on for three days. During those three days Jake never left my side and every time I got aroused Jake was there; or if he wanted me he just looked at my pussy and start licking her and I would get into position I love the feeling of being mounted and having that horrendous cock thrusting inside me. We use that log often it is the perfect height and shape for making love to face to face I think Jake is starting to prefer that position.”

 

“Ever since then we have been having a steamy love affair. Jake knows when I’m in estrous; he wants me and stays close by my side. We will mate more than a dozen times in those three days. He even acts discrete around John. I love him and he loves me. I feel that we are star-crossed; meant to be.”

 

“Oh Joyce that was a wonderful story. You think he was trained?”

“I am certain of it but still there is something magical about his tact that goes beyond any training!”

 

“We are star-crossed too. We were and are meant to be lovers.” Alice cooed as she squeezed Joyce’s hand.

 

“Yes. I am glad that we found each other Alice.”

 

“You know Jake is the first lover that we have shared. He can tell you are in estrous by your scent?”

 

“Oh…! Yes…! He smells me. Jake acts different when I am just wet from being aroused.”

 

“How do you mean?”

 

“I can be off somewhere gardening or just walking, and think of you or another memorable lover and get aroused. Here comes Jake swaggering up the trail that huge penis and tongue hanging out and flailing to his stride. He’ll give me a good licking and then a good fucking. When I’m in estrous Jake stays by my side. He watches my every move, reading my body language perfectly. He knows exactly what, how, and when to mate with me. I pretend that I’m ‘his bitch’; I even act like an animal, when I half to pee I just pee right there on the ground. The funny thing about that is Jake lumbers over and pisses on that spot too.”

 

“Joyce I’ve never heard you talk like that about your self.”

 

“There is nothing wrong with it. Dogs don’t have an… ‘EGO’ men have an ego. I do belong to Jake.”

 

“So it wasn’t my period that attracted him but the way I smelled when I was hot?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“And Casey what made her come on to me.”

 

“Oh she likes the taste of cum, male or female. She does a good of cleaning up after John leaves his healthy loads.”

 

“Do you think Jake is going to hit on me when I come into… estrous?”

 

“I don’t know you can’t be in a hurry to find out; but if it is a serious pounding you want I can put some of Casey’s scent inside you. That’s what I do when I want a more ardent mating from Jake. I think we should wait and see; you’re going to be here for a while.”

 

“God Joyce that sounds strangely fascinating and enticing. Have you ever wanted Jake to mate with Casey?”

 

“No. I won’t let Jake mate with her.”

 

“Why not?”

 

“I don’t want puppies. Any way I think Jake’s penis is much to big for her.”

 

“Yea I’m sure you are right.”

 

“Any way John, Jake, and Casey are enough for me to take care of.”

 

“I am sure you have plenty to do.” 

 

“Alice I was just outside your door when you were being mauled by Jake. I’m sorry for nosing but the sounds you two were making brought back wonderful memories of the first time we got together and the time that Jake and I became lovers. I had to watch while you were being mounted I became torridly aroused at the sight and sounds of your struggle. I knew you weren’t being hurt even though you thought you were. You realized like I did that it would have been easy to stop him if you ‘really…!’ wanted it stopped; like me you surrendered to your passion.”

 

“Yes. I wanted to scream rape at first, but it felt too good, so good it was scary. God I have never felt so panicky and desirous at the same time. But I do want Jake to do it again.”

 

“Oh… Alice there is plenty of Jake to go around. I’m sure we are going to have a remarkably wonderful time. But be careful I haven’t told John and I am not going to. I only told you, because we are so much alike and yet different. I had a fantastic fantasy ‘we had a threesome’ Jake mating with the both of us; I know the perfect place too.”

 

“God Joyce that is titillating; it sounds like… like ‘what are we waiting for’ fun, I am definitely game.”

 

“How much time do you have Alice?”

 

“I’ve given notice at the office. They know that I may not come back. I want to make some changes, and I don’t want to feel rushed.”

 

“Those are always good. Do you want to hang here at the farm?”

 

“Yes. Yes Joyce I do; I wanted to hear you ask. I want to stay with you for a while but only if you don’t mind.”

 

“Perfect timing I’ve been thinking of you and missing you; plus John is going to leave on a job that will last at least two maybe three weeks. John only knows that we are good friends, so we get the thrill of sneaking.”

 

“I’ve taken a first and a recall interview with my next boss. There are a few months before the position opens. So I have… we have time.”

 

“I value my solitude here on the island, while John is away on jobs.” Joyce affirmed, adding warmly, “Jake, Casey, and the other wild life are welcome distractions; ‘and you’ my friend, I am really glad to see you, stay as long as you like. ”

 

 Joyce rose and moved to the stove and asked, “Would you care for more hot water Alice?”

 

“Yes I would Joyce,” Alice smiled back and started to rise.

 

“Oh don’t get up I’ll bring it to you,” she giggled.

 

Joyce walked over, with the teapot, and from behind poured a fresh cup, placing her hand on Alice’s shoulder. She set the kettle on the pad standing close to her back gently put her other hand around her waste.

 

I felt her warm body moving onto mine slowly, gently moving her hands and arms along mine, until I was embraced. Oh I was starting to melt in the arms of my favorite lover. God she was making me hot. I knew it was going to feel, ‘Oh…! So…! Good!’ Joyce began kissing me under my ear, up behind it, and leaving her cheek on mine; quietly, warmly, whispered, “I love you Alice. I am so very glad to be with you, I have missed you.”

 

I leaned my head back into her breasts quietly felt her kissing me about the neck, fondling my breasts, rubbing my nipples with her thumbs. Tears welled in my eyes I tenderly whispered, “God! How you make me feel so loved Joyce, so much like a woman in love.” I sat there feeling Joyce holding me, so tenderly yet firm.

 

Joyce looked up at the clock and said, “What do you say to helping me get the meal ready, for the boys, if you’re not too tired. We have enough time to go upstairs, and fool around. The boys won’t be back for a few hours. Dinner is supposed to be late.”

 

“OH! Yes; yes that sounds like ‘the’ plan. How can I help?” saying with a warm wet smile. I was ready for Joyce’s sweet attentions.

 

“Get the veggie drawer from the fridge, I’ll get the cutting boards and knives,” Joyce gleefully directed.

 

We washed, sliced, chopped, and piled the veggies. We put the sauces out, started the steaks marinating, and opened the wine so it could breathe. Dinner was ready, so with a swish, off to the playroom giggling like little girls, and stripping our clothes off as we bounded up the stairs.

 

I was eager to feel the touches of my favorite girl friend and lover. My pussy was tingly with anticipation my nipples were already hard. Once in the room we took turns kissing, hugging, and melting away in each other’s arms, with flaming passion licking at our souls.

 

Joyce’s warm tender kissing made my head swim, my knees got weak and Joyce laid me across the bed, resting her hand just on my belly, while kissing me about my face. She is so intuitive with my seduction; each move leading to the next, all heightening my arousal, never staying to long or going to deep. She slid me to the center of the bed as she lay down beside, tenderly nibbled my ear while twiddling my nipple. She fondled my every little thing perfectly, with her fingers, tongue, and even her body caressed me. 

 

Joyce’s large hot body consumed mine, as she moved over me, god how I love feeling her weight upon me. My legs fanned wide and I tilted my hips, as she kissed my mouth coaxing it open with her fingers. I felt her tongue slide in, along mine, and roll about, slowly touching, tenderly fondling my teeth, gums, the folds of my cheeks, and tongue.

 

I could feel her juices spill out on my belly while she kissed my, mouth, my eyes, my cheeks, and sucked on my throat, sliding her tongue up and around my ear. I could feel my own juices welling up, oozing out, and pasting my panties to my fanny. I opened my mouth for a breath of air. I got one breath as Joyce again slid her tongue deep into my throat rolling from side to side probing every inch. She started rubbing her wet ‘wet’ pussy all over me I could feel her hard nipples brush me as she moved. I was getting lathered both from my friends fruit, and my own.

 

An ache, was starting again deep, in my stomach, it began to explode, when Joyce placed her hot mouth on my hard nipple, and twirled the other with her finger. Her other hand soon slid down my side caressing all the way to elastic band of my panties. With a skillful and precise movement slid in between my panties and liner with out pulling a hair or pinching the skin, and began to fondle my clitoris; teasing my vaginal opening, causing the labia to tingle and swell. It was like I hadn’t had any sex at all. I began yearning for sexual release. My vaginal muscles started convulsing and my breathing began to race. There was no straining or aching, no fear. I love Joyce and I knew she was going to milk my sweet cream, making me cum. Joyce was playing with me, and coaxing one very satisfying climax.

 

Joyce skillfully worked her first two fingers slowly penetrating my vaginal opening. Her thumb pressed my clitoris against her finger, stirring them together; pressing pulling probing never going to deep she knew just exactly where to stop. My heart was again pounding in my ears Joyce pulled her tongue out as I began to gasp, panting so. Quickly I climbed to the top of a climactic waterfall. My vagina was dilated wide, my juices flooding, out around her probing fingers, in a passing moment, I cried out “Oohh…! God! Oohh! God! Uuuhhhg! Phew. The orgasm washed over me in waves. Joyce stopped moving all together lying quietly, feeling my cream run out forming a pool. I looked into her eyes reached for her head and pulled her to my face and gave her a deeply passionate slow kiss thanking her. She knows exactly, what to do for me. I know she loves me and I love her. We lay there half-asleep for a long time. She started to get up I held onto her.

 

Joyce, said, “It’s my turn tomorrow, Lay there and rest, I’m going to start dinner. I can here the boys landing, sounds like they caught some fish.”

 

“Joyce you are my very mostest bestest friend I could hope to find.”

 

“Alice…I love you…I’m glad…we found each… other.” Joyce cooed between kisses, got up and headed for the door.

 

“Joyce… wait… If Jake is attracted to us when we are aroused; then why wasn’t he here?”

 

“He knows when he is needed. Do you need him?” Joyce ask coyly.

 

“Oh no I am satisfied. You do it goooodah!” Alice cooed dreamily.

 

“Any way I would bet Jake is out terrorizing the rabbit population; he really loves eating them poor little guys, almost as much as he loves eating pussy.” We both roared with laughter at her comparison.

 

Joyce is so kind we’ve been friends for years, I lay there thinking how long we’ve been friends, and how much we have been through, and shared. How she helped me back from a drug induced insanity. I lay there replaying the day; the drive and boat ride, renewing our dear friendship, always a wonderful feeling, especially nice with the island retreat. Jake raping me and really liking it; and how it really hurt at first but then it really felt good really good! I knew I was going to do it again we were going to do it together; I was so very glad to know Joyce was more than okay with it.

 

Alice sensed eyes on her as she lay on the bed, half-asleep. She was not alone, when she opened her eyes and looked she saw Steve looking on with a wet grin on his face. “Come here you fearless hunter, and give me a kiss.” Alice beckoned. He neared and leaned over and kissed me, lifted his head turned away, and came right back and gave her a more than passing kiss, “Hey you, sit a bit, tell me a fish story.” Alice urged.

 

“There is a fisherman on a boat with a poll in one hand, the other in ice chest, he was about to open another cooler, when a thought of you entered his mind.”

 

“That’s not much of a story.” I teased, “What did you think of?”

 

“You and how much you mean to me, ‘How’, nice it is to have you around, and how I wanted to save the last cooler for you,” He responded with a smile.

 

“How sweet, it’s just, you know I don’t like coolers.” Alice whined and pouted, till she noticed a grin form on his face.

 

He leaned to her ear, and whispered, “I know, I’m not to drunk to enjoy a little fooling around before dinner.”

 

“I’m having my period now,” Alice whispered wanting to keep her pants on to hide Jake’s scent and then twittered, “but I can still help you out sailor.” as she reached for Steve’s belt to unbuckle it relieved that he didn’t resist. She pulled his pants open to find a nearly hard dick bobbing with his heartbeat. A bead of precum formed in the hole, and dripped down the side of his shaft, before she could get it in her mouth. Alice wrapped her fingers around his helmet and squeezed it, then let it pop from between her fingers and watch it bob then grabbed it again. This time when she let it pop, a large stringer of precum sprang out, and Alice caught it with her tongue and sucked right down.

 

Every time she teased his dick Steve would sigh heavily. Alice started working the thick fleshy skin behind the head with her fingers, and the cum tube with her thumb and started suckling the slit circling it with tongue, getting it wet with his precum and her spit. Alice slowly slid her mouth down his semi hard penis, feeling it flex as she suckled.

 

Steve’s penis was fully erect when it hit the back of my throat and the images of Jake mounting me, exploded in my mind, and my heart leapt into my throat. I kept on milking it with my thumb at the base; I love to feel his penis pulse in my hand and mouth as I squeeze it, milk it, and suck it and drink the precum spilling into my mouth with each flex. As Steve’s seminal fluids coated my throat the memories of Jake were so real I could feel his sperm gushing into my vagina and his hot hairy haunches pounding against my buttocks and the sounds we made echoed in my ears.

 

Steve’s dick isn’t big, though there is enough to do the job, his sack hangs loosely, and his testicles are really big. He can deliver a large load of sperm. I’ve been with a lot of men, and none of them come close, to the amount Steve delivers.

 

I pulled him into bed shifting his pants a little lower, and looser, so I could get right on down to some good ole deep throating. I could feel his dick become rock hard, as I started sliding the full length of his penis into my mouth and down my throat; working it from the head to the hilt keeping it inside my mouth. I could feel little squirts of precum as I tongued his canal and rubbed it with my thumb, and milking it with my lips as I drew back following them with my hand up the rigid penile shaft to his soft fleshy helmet, milking the canal and soft skin below the head, again the images of Jake softly licking my ear and his hot breath gusting across my neck drifted into my mind.

 

 I let Steve’s penis pop out my mouth and he gasped and fidgeted, and I watched it throbbing from the shock. I started working his dick again, I could feel his arousal rings forming on his shaft, under the skin, I popped it out again this time he groaned and his whole body flexed, I watched his precum change from clear and runny to milky and thick as it was mixing with sperm. I started giving his balls a good licking and firmly dragging my teeth across his scrotum giving the skin some serious biting.

 

Steve was making a lot of noise now almost yelling, writhing to my every touch. I slobbered enough to wet his anus, so I could work my finger in and start milking the shaft from inside as well as outside, with my free hand. I knew sucking just the head, made him crazy. I could tell he was close as his anus squeezed and released, squeezed and released. Gripping my finger tighter and faster, so I stopped, and waited for him to settle, and get soft just a bit. I loved to tease it, and him.

 

His juice was streaming out now and getting thick. He was starting to tremble; his dick was pulsing with every little flick. I was working his penis deeper into my throat. I started short twisting strokes with my hand. My lips and tongue worked the head of his dick. I felt the arousal rings along his rock hard shaft, while taking longer deeper strokes firmly running my thumb along his distended canal.

 

With a sudden lunge and gasp a flood of cum filled my mouth spilling out onto my cheeks and shot down my throat. I couldn’t swallow fast enough. Sperm was squirting in huge floods of hot milky white cum flowed through my tightly closed lips onto my fingers and his belly. I waited a little while with his hard penis flexing in my mouth releasing small squirts swallowing them as I could. I licked his belly my fingers and his dick clean, and swallowed all that was left. His dick was still hard so I slipped my mouth back over it and down the shaft letting the head throb against the back of my throat. We lay there quietly savoring the experience. I love feeling the throbbing slow and the penis soften as though melting and the image of Jake’s limp body draped across my back filtered in and the sloshing squelch his cock made as he yanked it out.

 

“That was wonderful honey, I finely feel like I’m on leave; between car trouble, and traffic, I was starting to think we weren’t going to get away.” He teased quietly. “I think it must be feeding time at the zoo, I am really hungry?” Steve remarked.

 

“I think you’re right, we have steak and veggies, I helped Joyce put it together.” Alice bragged, coyly adding, “Joyce put together a heavenly dessert.”

 

We jumped up went to the shower, and washed up a bit. We both had to go pee, and I had to put on new panties and liner. We wanted to help with the dinner preparations. It was the first time in a while; we were all able to line up our vacations. The first time in a while we were all together at the island, and we were all looking forward to this break.  

 

End Chp 2

I hope that you have had as much fun reading this story as I have had writing it Chp. 3 is in the final editing phase and should be ready soon.

Pleas send any constructive comments to writermike2003@yahoo.com  or writermike@iemails.com

And I will respond to all reasonable e-mails thank you for your time.

 

Getting home a lil late

college_slut on Sex Stories

    A late friday night i am jus getting back from a party that my friend had thrown. My parents are out of town and Al is at his moms house this week! Which means only around the corner to stop home and leave a note saying that he is staying at Chases for the night! After dropping by his house and unlocking my door we quietly walk up the stairs and into my room. Closing the door behind us we sit on the bed doing nothing (totally hopeless). Then decide to watch a movie, so i run downstairs and grab a DVD and make jus a few adjustments wiht my outfit.I change into a mini skirt found in a laundry basket and slip off my thong and a add a lil skanky top that has total cleavage.  I come back into the room and climb
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onto the bed not even putting the disc in just hoping on the bed right next to Al. Then i slip under the covers and invite him in. I am clueless after doing this trying to find the best way to say that i want to do absolutly everyhting there is to do. So i begin playing with his hair nibbleing his ear and beining to kiss his soft red lips. Then I roll on top and sit on his stomach, legs spread. I bend down to say something in his ear, then i begin talking softly and slowly. Queitly whistpering i want to show you my wild side, I want you to explore my insides as i do to you also. I dont care what you do jus make it wild. So after that being said he begins to kiss me back and slips the straps of my shirt down and licking my large chest. working down my stomach until my skirt. I bgin to notice and lift my hips so he can easily slip the black mini skirt off, exposing my freshly shaved pussy. He begins to lick the top and i begin getting the orgasmic feeling on the insides. But i soon take charge and begin to suck him nibble and kiss every inch of his body sucking his nipples on the way down to the rising bulge in his jeans.I begin to unbutton his pants and slide off his plaid boxers to expose his naked hairy dick. After it being out i suck hard masagging his balls and making him real hard until he cums. Finally after only about 5 minutes i can tell he is about to cum. But i only know when he says OH SHIT I AM GONNA CUM! I dont want to wait any longer so i bite jus a bit to let him free sucking up the sweet white honey goo. After getting him ready he finishes off with me. Eating me out and teasing me with his fingers. Finally i cum and he rolls over to get on top of me and stick his large hard cock in my virgin pussy and he begins to screw very hard. Goin in and out very hard not even caring if it hurts, and me not caring if it hurts either i begin to have shortened breaths and my hearts beating faster, with me letting out soft moans that become louder and louder by the second. Until finally i am forced to scream from the intense pleasureable pain from my cherrie popping. Then after about 40 minutes of fucking we begin to slow down and end with kisses and nibbles. Until finally we fall asleep. The next morning i wake up to Al starrinf at me, and me knowing from the look in his eye of wanting more of what he experienced the night before. We begin similarly to the way it bagan the night before only a little more intense because of the spead from knowing what we are gonna do. And not having the few detours of changing and going downstairs because we were still naked. That morning we experienced even more and the best breakfast sex i had ever had until the next time.
Later
 

Anchors Away!

kellyweaver40 on Sex Stories

This story begins the day of President Kennedy's ultimatum to the Cubans and Russians. We had gotten married that day and were just spending the day riding around the area sightseeing. My Bride was from the hills of Kentucky and had never seen the ocean. She asked if I would show her the Boston Harbor area, so I drove her all around the area for a while before we decided to head for my apartment. She had just come to town that day from Lexington by bus and were going to take a trip up the coast for our honeymoon. I had gotten leave for two whole weeks and had saved up and bought this cute little camper to pull behind my 59 Ford truck. This was going to be a real cozy trip I hadn't seen her since summer and was looking forward to making up some lost time with her. Believe it or not, she

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was still a virgin when we married and I had only been with one other girl in my life. that was way back in high school and she was known as a roundheel, if you get my drift.

We had just got to the apartment and she was in the bathroom, showering and getting all nice and pretty for me. I turned on the television and saw the President giving his now famous speech. As it ended, I could hear ships at the base only about a mile from the apartment getting underway. The ships' horns were blowing as first one then the other backed out of the piers. One of the Chiefs from my ship lived in the apartment building. He was soon pounding on my door telling me to get dressed and he would give me a ride to the ship. All leaves had been cancelled. He was a Gunner's Mate and they had called him from the ship and told him to tell me to come too. I called into the bathroom and told Janet that I had to go and right now! She ran, dressed only in a towel and kissed me goodbye. She looked so sexy, even without makeup. I was so tempted to grab her towel and take her to bed before I left, but the Chief was in his car blowing his horn for me. I ran out the door and down the steps to the street. As the door closed on the car, he took off, squealing the tires and moving as fast as he could towards the base. The Marine at the gate wasn't even checking for ID's. he was flagging cars through as fast as they could go, but there was a jam of cars trying to get on the base. We finally got through  and raced towards the ship and pulled into a parking space right at the head of the pier. We ran down the pier and up the brow to the quarterdeck. Guys were running everywhere trying to get things ready to pull out. I ran to my duty station, which was up in the pilot house at the helm. The chief took off to make sure the guns would be ready if needed. A blast from the big horn told us we were underway and getting ready to back her down.

We backed out and turned towards the open end of boston harbor and the open sea. As we broke out into the Atlantic, the word was passed to secure the special sea detail, which meant The regular watch would take the helm and I could go below. As I walked quickly across the deck to grab a smoke before going below, I heard a familiar voice from the shadows, " Psst, David!  Over here" I turned and saw my wife standing there in one of my uniforms and a peacoat with her short blonde hair tucked under a white hat. I froze at the sight. If she was discovered, we both were in a world of hurt. She would be taken off the ship in handcuffs and I would be courts marshalled. i grabbed her and headed aft to where the boat was slung in the ways. I undid the cover over the motor whaleboat and pushed her over the side into it. I stood there in the shadows and asked her what was going through that pretty head of hers to risk stowing away on a warship headed in harm's way. She said she wasn't going to let me leave her without me making her a real woman. I tried hiding a smile about that idea and told her to keep her head down and be quiet till I returned. I turned and walked into the darkness and lit another smoke while I tried to figure out where to hide her. I knew we were headed for Norfolk, VA to pick up a SEAL team and some more supplies, then on to Cuba. If I could only hide her till we got to norfolk, maybe I could sneak her off the ship in a working party.

After the midwatch was set and things were quiet on board, I strolled back to the ladder leading up to the whaleboat. I slowly unfastened the boat cover and looked in. She was sound asleep. I looked around to make sure no one was looking and slipped silently into the boat with her, pulling the cover over the top rail on the boat so it looked fastened down in the darkness. I lay beside her and put my arm around her. She moaned softly and snuggled close to me. Immediately, my cock was pushing at her butt. She woke and kissed me passionately, then began peeling her clothes off. Here I was, at sea on a warsip and looking at my new bride's naked body for the first time. there was just enough light coming through the open spot on the cover to see every curve on her body. I began shedding my own uniform as fast as I could and remain silent in the boat. I had seen her only in a bikini before this and the sight was making my dick stand at full attention, I knew that if she was a true virgin, There might be some stains on the bottom of the boat, so I spread out the only thing I could think of to not only soften the hard bottom for her but to absorb anything that might be there. I spread out the Peacoat she had been wearing and helped her scoot her butt onto it. I was on top of her in a heartbeat, exploring ever inch of her luscious body. I held her firm breasts in my hands and kissed each one, feeling her nipples harden. She had chose not to wear a bra under my uniform in hopes of not having her boobs sticking out too much, but the fact is, she was firm enough, she didn't need one anyway. My dick was poking and probing for her pussy. I reached down to guide myself to her and felt that she was soaking wet. I had seen pornos and pictures of guys eating pussy but had never tried it. I moved around and started kissing her on her flat tummy and started down towards her pussy. She was trimmed some, but nothing like today's young women do. Her hair felt odd as I pushed it aside and began to lick her slit, tasting her juices for the very  first time.I began to slide my tongue in and out of her, pausing to lick her clit as I had seen guys do in porn movies. Her hips began to respond, moving up and down in time to my tongue thrusts. I felt her grabbing my stiff cock and then starting to lick it gently, trying to get used to the taste and feel. She soon raised up and took my whole cock into her hot mouth. I thought I was going to explode right then. I whispered to her to stop until i had her ready to cumm. I ate her pussy like I had seen done and soon had her on the edge of her first orgasm with a man. She told me that she had mastubated a few times, thinking of me and dreaming about us making love. suddenly, she took as much of my cock into her mouth as she could and began to slam her hips upward to meet my tongue thrusts. She muffled her cries of passion as she began to shudder and shake and held my face down on her pussy like she was trying to shove my face inside her. Her movements took me over the edge and I blasted her mouth with a load of my sperm. She started to gag as she tasted sperm for the first time but then began swallowing it as it squirted out of my pulsating cock. I buried my face in her pussy to muffle my own noises as she brought me off for the first time. This was nothing like masturbating. I felt as if my whole insides were coming out through my cock.

As soon as we both had cumm, we lay trying to catch our breath and calm down. I soon felt her hand trying to stroke my cock. I moved so she could get to me easier and soon was hard as before, if not harder. I slowly moved over her until my cock was rubbing against her pussy, which was still wet from my tonguing it. I held my cock aganst her lsit and rubbed a few times to lube my head. I then started to push the head of my cock into her. I felt it pushing through her lips and then against the resistance of her hymen. I leaned down and kissed her real deep to keep her from making any noise and pushed harder until the resistance left and my cock slid a few inches inside her. I stopped pushing, letting both of us get used to the feeling of my cock inside her. I then slowly pushed until I had the whole length of my cock inside her with my swollen balls resting on her ass. I had lifted my mouth to let her breath and also so I could breath as well. i moved to a firm breast and began to suck her nipple, licking it with my tongue. I then began to move in and out of her pussy which was clamping down on my cock like a vise. The combination of her tight pussy clamping down on my cock and the movement of her sexy body was more than I could take and I came, pumping stream after stream of sperm deep inside her. She muffled a scream by kissing me and began to orgasm herself. I fould feel the waves of her orgasm squeezing my cock and pumping me dry. I kept buried to the hilt until I was empty. I lay resting on her firm body, thinking to myself that we had just consumated our marriage on a warship headed for possible combat. I glanced at my wristwatch and saw that i had only a little bit of time to get ready to take my turn at the helm. I sqirmed around, getting my uniform on enough to hurry down to my bunk to change for my watch. I fastened down the boat cover and slipped away into the night.

I the next episode, I will tell you how we got her off the ship and Headed back to Boston and the safety of our apartment.  

I had done the daughter but Mum was something else.

davidj on Sex Stories

I have previously described the first time my neighbour Sue, and I had met and become very intimate. Our first night together was wonderful and I have documented the first time we shared sex orally.

The rest of the night was spent enjoying rather quiet and wonderful sex where we fucked each other twice during the period of a few hours. In fact it was early morning when I dropped her home. I left the car down the street rather than wake both her parents and mine as I drove the car

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down the drive between the two houses.

We continued to meet and fuck each other regularly for about a month before she had to go back to her overseas University. We parted good friends as there was no love in the partnership. We had known each other too long and done many things together, and we knew each other past too well. It happened we enjoyed each other sexually as we both had done with other partners, perhaps better in some cases but we were not destined to marry.

Her father died suddenly at an early age about a year ago. Since then Sue says her mother remained apart from her other friends. Occasionally a female friend or two would call but she never got back into the circle. The main reason for this is that they had been members of a swinging group. Evidently this ended when he died. From all accounts she didn’t want to become involved with the husbands of other women outside the circle. She believed that the guys would cause problems in their own families if they just called in for casual sex.  That was evidently a rule in the swinging group.

I continued to do odd jobs for her mother and mow their lawns in return for the use of their pool. I often saw her at the pool, always naked as was her preference. I had joined her a few times at her invitation and I too swam naked so as to keep in the swim of things so to speak. A few times I believed she had made a very oblique reference to sex when I was with her, but the age difference was considerable, almost twice my age and she was well aware Sue, her daughter and I had been sexually intimate many times.

One afternoon Alice and I we were just talking and laying back on separate lounges at poolside. She became quiet strange and was beginning to quiz me about my sexual life and experiences. She knew Susie and I had been intimate but had never mentioned my relationship with her directly. This time she came out and asked me quite intimate questions about our sexual practices together. Then she asked had I ever slept with an older woman. Now that’s for me to know and you to find out I said. I had but I was a little reticent to tell her as she and my parents talked a lot together and I thought she may have let it slip as the woman was known to both of the families. She was a divorcee and I often mowed her lawns as well and one day things went a bit further than a drink after I had finished. It is a bit of a story but eventually and I ended up having sex with her half naked on the kitchen floor and developed from there. I gathered it had been some time since she had been sexually active and she really was more than frustrated and gave me a workout more like a nymphomaniac. She really went berserk on me and was totally out of control I believed, there were times I imagined she didn’t realise I was attached to the cock she was riding. It was as I imagined somebody on drugs would be, but she showed no outward signs of being high. Afterwards she apologised and said it must never happen again, even though it was one of the most exciting experiences of her life. Then to make matters worse she said she felt ashamed and degraded that she had been having sex with me as I was only a boy.

When I left I really felt like I was some sort of ape or something. I continued to mow her lawns and she always asked me in for a drink afterwards when she paid me, but never ever did she mention our previous virtual depraved sexual encounter. It was as if it never happened.

Anyhow Alice continued to talk about sex as if we were detached from reality, she was fantasising I thought, and then she sat up and said I want you to make love to me.  I said I cant do that, hell I have slept with your daughter and I have been a neighbour for almost all my life, you are like an auntie to me. She said if you don’t I will kill myself, I have been living with a plastic cock for a year now and I want something better. I am fed up with masturbating and the men around here are all older and those who are widowed or single are the most boring old farts you could imagine. I just couldn’t go to bed with any of them and the one or two I could are married and I am not going down that path. She was obviously referring to the swinging husbands.

Come on she said I may be 40 but I am not over the hill yet I can still perform possibly better than some of the young stuff you have been fucking for a year or two. Forget you and Sue have been fucking and just think of me as Sue’s sister. I bet I can give you a better time than she does, I am far more experienced and if you play your cards right I can introduce you to a wonderful world of sex that will boggle your mind. I immediately thought now she wants me to partner her to the swingers.

Any how we talked about it for a while and she was getting a little stroppy because I was a bit reluctant. Then she noticed my cock was firm but not hard and wet with pre-cum. Ha she said I see that something is becoming interested and she came over to me and fondled my cock with her hand. She then milked my pre-cum down and immediately licked and sucked the top of my cock taking it onto her tongue. God she said I have missed that. Then without a word she looked up at me and immediately put my cock in her mouth and began to give me a truly professional oral work out. Her fingers were working me up and down and her mouth was over the top and working hard with her tongue rimming the glans with it. By now I was rock hard and I was only seconds away from cumming. I said pull off, I am about to cum, she didn’t take her mouth off me but looked up at me and said I cant wait for it and then I came with a rush and my semen pumped into her mouth in a burst of orgasmic release. I could hear her gulping as she swallowed and sucked at the same time. She wouldn’t release me and just kept going as I tried to pull away. Then she just shook her head as if to say no, and kept sucking and stroking me and in less than a minute I was hard again and she continued to suck and stroke me. Once I was hard again and she had regained control of me she said that was just the entrée I want the main course now and she said now you are going to fuck the daylights out of me. You have just cum so I reckon the next one will take a while and that’s what I want a good long fuck, I have the taste of you now and I want more and more and more.  When I am finished with you, you will be begging for more. If Sue was here she wouldn’t stand a chance against me once you have had me.

She got up and said low lay down I am going to show you what a fuck is and as I did she was over me in a second and was planting my cock into her vagina and squatting on it and I couldn’t believe how capable she was. I had never had a girl who could squat on me and work me off as she was doing. Her leg muscles must have been like springs she was going really hard on me. Then she changed position and  then started over again and I couldn’t believe anybody had that much strength. Then she turned around and lay back on her arms with her legs down near mine and I could feel the tension of my cock tightly gripped by her cunt and she was really working me off. She was grunting with the exertions of her actions, not the grunt of a woman cumming but physical grunts. I have never been fucked so capably, I usually do the major work when I am having sex, except for a girl on top who likes it like that but nobody has been so physically capable of doing what she was doing with me.  The turned over and then virtually did push ups on me with her legs together squeezing my cock every time she lifted herself. The control over her stomach and pelvic muscles must have been enormous. I could feel the tightness of her cunt squeezing my cock as she fucked me. This was something special I had to admit. Then she could see I was really enjoying myself and getting involved as much as she would let me. She had complete control over me and what she was doing.

She had now settled down to what was going to be long fuck. Now she said Suzie has never done it to you like that has she, and I said not only Sue but anybody else. I told you I would be better than any girl you have fucked before. Believe me most men I have slept with cannot believe how I do it. Do you know Ben and I used to be swingers? I said I had heard rumours, and she said I was the envy of every woman there being able to do what I do. They would even watch me doing it to their husbands. Ben was never as good as I was but the women would always seek him out for a fuck, he was good but I was the Queen of the circle. Everybody applauded me when I turned on a demonstration fuck. There were times I was fucked about 6 or more times and then would come home and want Ben to do me again. Once I got started I didn’t want to finish. I can control my orgasms and I usually wait until the guy is ready if he has been up me long enough to say I enjoyed it. Quite often I would let them cum then I could control them and bring them up again without coming out of me, I have a very strong vaginal control as you may have noticed. I haven’t done this for a while and I am pleased I am still as tight as I was. I said I have never felt anybody as tight as you and I have a few tight ones in my time. Babies she said 14 or 15 year olds I bet. How many virgins have you broken in? I said only 1. Bet it wasn’t Suzie, and I said no she was well and truly experienced by the time we got it together. Was she any good she asked and I said I had no complaints but then were just fucking, there was no emotion in it. She was a damn good fuck though, one of the best I have had, that is until today and I hate to admit it but I have never been so brilliantly fucked in my life as I have been today. She said we aren’t finished, its not over yet, we have a long way to go believe me. I never have less than three and I can’t remember my max but it would be around 12 or 14. I only stopped then because I was exhausted, not too many men can outperform me. I said I won’t argue there.

Then she said how close are you to cumming, and I said I have it under control but any time you want let me know and I will blow you away. She said in your dreams, ok lets make this a double bunger and she worked on me hard and fast and her breasts were really swinging over my face as she really got herself into the feeling. She had brought herself to the top pretty fast and I timed it perfectly and we had a mutual orgasm which was loud long and extremely satisfying.  Her cunt squeezed me tight as I pumped my hot cum out and deep inside her, she said I hope to god I don’t get pregnant with you, I haven’t been on the pill for months. Maybe I will try the morning after pill which I have never had before.  I will check my cycle tonight to see how close I am. She said it would be kind of strange you getting me pregnant wouldn’t it. What would Sue say?

I could not remember enjoying an orgasm with the woman on top like that before. It was memorable and if I made her pregnant then that would be the icing on the cake. I didn’t give a damn if I did, I knew she would get rid of it if it happened.

We both lay there with her laying on top of me as we both tried to get our breathing back to normal. Her breasts were squashed against my chest, which felt nice and I could feel her heart pumping hard as was mine. She lay there for a few minutes and then she said now I have a treat for you and she got up and stood over me and then lowered her vagina onto my mouth and said you put it in, now take it out and fortunately I had done this often enough having gone down on a few girls after I had cum in them. Many thought it disgusting when I started but never refused me again as they loved it. I then proceeded to give her a thorough oral work out swallowing the mix of her juice and my cum which tasted wonderful really. I had no problems licking her out and she cooperated in every way and pretty soon she said here I go again and had another orgasm which I could tell was as strong as any she had before with me. She held her nipples and squeezed as I could feel the contractions of her vagina as she tightened them in her spasms. She also squeezed the last of our lovemaking mixture out of her as best she could then as I was licking her again she said save some for me lover boy and then pulled off me and again dropped down on top of me and she kissed me passionately for the first time.

As her tongue wiped the inside of my mouth clean of our love syrup she said I am a real slut aren’t I, bet Sue never did that, and I said you get it right every time.

Now she said I have got to find out how you perform and I said shit I have cum three times in less than an hour, I will never make it again. Come on she said I bet Sue wanted it more than that. I said we did but it took all night not an hour.

Then she put her hand around me and gently stroked me until I actually got it up again, it only took her about 2 minutes and I couldn’t believe it.

I said I hope you are not going out tonight this will take me an hour I reckon. She laughed and said not with me it wont I can bring you on whenever I want, believe me. I got on top of her and proceeded to slowly fuck her which was great. She was warm and moist and it felt like a silk purse inside her. I have no idea how often she has been fucked but she is still as tight as the day she was born I reckon, only a bit bigger. After we had been fucking and talking for about 5 minutes or more she said lets try doggy, I like it that way too. I withdrew and she got on all fours and I entered her from behind and put my arms around her and fondled her breasts as Suzie loved me doing. I got really cheeky and said Suzie’s tits fel better than yours, and she said you bastard, and then tried to buck me off her but I held on and into her until she gave up after a few seconds. I laughed and said you asked for that, you keep telling me how much better you are at fucking than she is, so I though she would appreciate that. You are a bastard she said but come on fuck me hard and make up for it.

I wasn’t long which surprised me and I came in her from behind. As I did she backed onto me to get me right up into her. Ok she said I am now one behind, you are going to work hard to make that up. She rolled over and we lay together as I touched her breasts and she fondled my now soft cock. She said I shouldn’t let you any whee near them after your comment and I said, they are fine, better than most other women of your age I would say, but I cant speak from experience. How about your lawn mowing lady, I said I never got that far with her.

By now we were both very grotty around the pelvic area. We had been having sex for over an hour and I had cum a few times into her, even though I had sucked her dry there was still more than enough to make a mess. Come on she said lets shower together, I am sure we can make that another experience and she took me by the hand and led me to a shower which was just a shower head near the pool and we both washed each other clean. Soaping each other up and me fingering her to clean her internally had her high again as I knew where the G spot and clit were and made sure they were not left out. She kissed me under the shower than I mounted her standing up and we had a knee trembler as she came much faster than ever before. She said you know the right spots don’t you, now I am even, as I hadn’t made it. I was standing there with my erection proudly displayed so she got down and gave me another wonderful mouth job. Its about time I had a bit of a clean up down there I have been letting my hair grow again as nobody sees it any more. She said what do you prefer and I said I like some left on it but not all shaved off. Good she said its all yours to do with what you like. She got a razor from the cabinet and said ok its all yours and she sat down on a lounge and I got between her legs which she has spread wide and I performed a barber job on her, removing most of her hair but keeping a small triangle, but inverted so it was upside down like an A not a V. It looked good on her. She said how often do you shave and I said do my balls bare and trim the other hair short. I must be due for another trim shortly. She said I want to do something I did to Ben and that’s shave you bare. Would you mind if I did it for you once. I said I have never tried it bare but I would do it for you, or let you do it if you wished. I have a lot to thank you for.  She then got down and shaved every hair from my pubic region and loved every moment of it as she handled my cock and balls with tender loving care, being careful not to nick me. I had to admit it looked cool, but I knew I would be itchy for a day or so, but she was worth it. Then she said if it gets itchy come over and I will scratch it for you. You and I are going to be lovers for some time now, I shouldn’t admit it, but you are the best fuck I have had including Ben believe me. He was good but you are great. He was the best of the men in the swinging circle and he was as popular with the women as I was with the men. Somehow I am glad I have broken my contact there, I wouldn’t want to go back to that, particularly as I have you for a while I hope. I said that remains to be seen, as much as I enjoy fucking you and Sue, I don’t want to be tied down so be prepared you may have to share me occasionally or one day part forever. She said not before I have a threesome with you and Sue. That will be mind blowing. I said shit you wouldn’t expect me to do it to you both in the same bed. She said at the moment I would do it with you and anybody else around including her. If it’s good enough for you to fuck her, then its good enough for you to fuck her mother. Somehow I don’t think Sue will agree but it will be a while before she is home and heaven knows what we will be doing then.

This happened 6 months ago and we are still fucking each other like rabbits. I regularly spend the night with her now and our marathon fucks are legendary. She has told Sue what is happening. Sue wrote back telling me I was a lecherous bastard and if I wanted her mother in preference to her then she will never sleep with me again. Time will tell.

Heaven in Bogota

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Heaven in Bogota  -  Dedicated to Johanna              John J. Jones

(Cam-to-Cam to Face-to-Face  Another Day)

What can I say?  I had to tell you what happened today. Johanna is just
full of surprises!

We went to the Corporacion de ferias y exposiciones and La Zona Rosa
today.   She makes me feel so young.  Heh.  Sometimes I think younger
than I can handle.

Well, while we were at La Zona Rosa, she ran into one of her friends.
Mina was her name.  She was a little taller than Johanna, but pretty.  
But no one would ever be as beautiful as my Johanna; but then I'm a
little biased.  Mina had very long wavy black hair, almost down to her
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aist.  She had the same dark brown eyes that Johanna did.  Even though
she was bit taller, she was built very well, and wearing a short tight
dress that accented her whole figure.  Mina ran up on Johanna and gave
her a big hug.   Mina was facing me, her eyes closed for a second as
they hugged.   Mina opened her eyes, looked at me and smiled a second,
then pulled away and started talking to Johanna.  I didn't understand
much, but Mina stopped for a second, looked over at me and said
something to Johanna.

Johanna smiled and took her hand, walking closer to me.  "This is Mina.
Mina, this is my love, Phil".  Mina offered her hand and said hi. I
shook her hand. She stared at my eyes for a moment and said something
in Spanish to Johanna.   Johanna giggled and they started talking
again.

Shortly after, with Minas back turned slightly to me, Johanna gave her a
gentle, but surprisingly long kiss.  She opened her eyes as they pulled
apart and looked at me to see if I was watching. I was a little
stunned, and a little more than turned on, but I think I was mostly
embarrassed by getting caught. Johanna whispered something to her, they
both giggled and Mina left on her way.

That day we visited restaurants, bars, walked and played in a park.
Finally we had dinner and wine.  She really liked the wine... lots of
it.  After three glasses, she asked me what time it was. I told it was
about 6:30.   She got that look in her eyes again; that same look that
got me warm and excited.  "Let's go to the hotel, baby. I'm hot!" She
didn't have to say it twice.  I paid the bill, left the restaurant and
we headed for the hotel.

As soon as we got in the room, she was stripping off her clothes,
dropping them onto the floor, right where they were.  "Shower time,
baby!" she squealed as she headed for the bathroom.  It was definitely
an invitation.  I stripped and jumped into the shower with her.  She
was already wet.  She turned to me and handed me the soap.  "Well!  Get
started! I want you to wash me!" she said in her childish voice.  I was
happy to oblige.

I worked up a lather with the soap and began at her shoulders, working
my way down to her firm, beautiful breasts.  They felt so good in my
wet, soapy hands.  I massaged them gently, enjoying their softness and
fullness.  She put her hands behind my neck, leaving me enough room to
enjoy myself.  She closed her eyes and moaned softly.  Slowly, I began
to circle her pink nipples, now standing firm.  She let her head fall
back as I pinched them gently, slipping them between my fingers.  I
kept this up for few seconds and she lifted her head back up with pure
sex in her eyes.

She grabbed my hands and slid them down her belly to her pussy. "There,
baby!" she hissed.  "Feel me and wash me there."  I knelt down,
lathered up my hands once more and started washing just below her
breasts, her stomach, her belly-button.  I lathered up again and washed
the inside of her legs slowly, only gently brushing the lips of her
pussy. I teased her this way, over and over.  She would gasp lightly
each time I passed over it.  She realized what I was doing and got that
evil look in her eyes. "You're going to pay for that, you know that
lover." She hissed.

I smiled at her and finally spread her lips of her hot pussy and began
massaging between them sliding my fingers around her love button.  She
bit her lip and moaned, moving her hips slowly. I probed slowly,
teasing.  "Faster!" she gasped.  But I kept up the slow pace.  She
whimpered. "Faster, baby!" she gasped louder, but I kept it slow.  She
whimpered again, trying to move her hips faster against my hand.  Her
eyes shot open; the evil smile and look in her eyes took over.  She
kept moving her hips slowly and brought her face close to mine.  Eyes
half closed, tilting her head back.  She hissed through clenched teeth,
 "I said faster, damn it!"  She took me so much by surprise, I started
moving my fingers quickly.  I reached under her with my other hand and
rubbed my finger gently over her anus.  She moaned loudly "YESSS,
baby!".

I inserted a finger slowly into her anus and  massaged her clitoris
quickly, gently.  Her hips moved faster as she almost screamed and
climaxed.  She looked into my eyes, half sex-crazed, half evil.  She
turned her back to me and began rinsing herself off.  Then she took the
soap from the dish.

She told me to stand up. She slowly soaped me down, eyes fixed on mine,
only glancing down to see where my nipples were as she traced around
them with her soapy fingers.  Instantly, I was getting hard.

She got that aggressive look in her eyes again as she pushed me back
against the shower wall and kissed me, sliding her tongue deep into my
mouth.  She began pinching my nipple playfully.  She put her hand
firmly against my chest.  "Stay" she ordered and soaped up her hands
again.  She kneeled down and applied the soap and her hands to my now
fully erect cock. She massaged slowly, deliberately, just watching my
face as she did so.  Me knees got weak as she stroked it, steadily.  
She smiled and went a little faster.  I put my hands flat against the
wall for support.  She stroked a little faster, her eyes staring up at
me, watching.   I took a deep breath, feeling my climax welling up
inside.

She slowed down, smiling and then, as I did to her, inserted a wet,
slippery finger into my anus, still stroking so slow....  I found
myself moaning lightly.  She started faster again, moving her finger in
and out of my anus.  My knees started to buckle.  She stroked faster
yet, and slowly inserted another finger into my anus.  I was afraid I
was going to fall down.  I felt the climax coming again.  She stopped
again. "Time to rinse, baby" she said.

"Awwww, come on!" I begged.  "That's not fair!  I made you cum!  What
about me?"  She smiled that evil smile.  "Yes, and you teased me.  I
warned you that you were going to pay for that, baby" she said with a
little mean tone.  "And baby?"  I was rinsing off.  "Yes, sweetheart?"
I asked weakly.  She put her face up to mine again, eyes wide open and
piercing. She grabbed my cock in her hand and gently squeezed it. She
licked her lips and very slowly, she said  "You... haven't ... SEEN...
teasing... yet.... LOVER."   She lowered her head and stared up into my
eyes.

That was the first time she ever said anything that way.  I was scared
to death and excited at the same time.  She let go and stepped out of
the shower as I finished.  She dried, kept the towel and headed from
the bathroom.

I grabbed another towel and dried off.  I wrapped the towel around my
waist and headed out into the living room.  My clothes were gone; all
of them.  I didn't even see my bags.  "Ummmm... sweetheart?" I called
out. "In here, baby" she said from the bedroom.

I went into the bedroom here she was reclined on the bed, naked,
waiting. She patted the bed.  "Where are my clothes?" I asked as I lay
next to her. She kissed me and rolled me on my back.  Behind her, she
had her stockings.  This time, she tied me spread-eagle, my hands on
each side of the headboard and feet spread to the footboard.   As she
tied me to the bed, she explained, "You won't need them baby! I put
them in the closet!"

So there I was, naked and spread out.  She smiled, bent over me, licked
one of my nipples and moved to her bag.  She took out red sheer thong
panties and a red sheer bra and put them on and then just laid next to
my hips staring at me.  "What?" I asked.  She didn't say anything.  She
just gently began running her finger-nails over my thigh; slowly
caressing.  I was nervous.  She had never been so quiet and secretive.

"What are you doing?" I asked.  She whispered, without looking up at me,
watching her fingers brush my thighs "Waiting".   I looked down at her.
"Waiting? For what?" She just smiled.  We must have been there for 10
minutes or so as her fingers gently explored my whole body.  At first,
my nervousness kept me from getting hard, but the more she gently
caressed me, I began to become erect again.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.  She smiled and jumped off the
bed.  I thought to myself, it was room service, or something.  Then I
heard it... another female voice.  In Spanish.  I recognized it as
Minas.  I took a deep breath and closed my eyes.  Again, I didn't know
if I should be scared or ecstatic.  Ok.  I was both.  I closed my eyes
as I heard them getting closer to the bedroom.

I heard Johannas voice first.  "Baby... you remember Mina?" I opened my
eyes slowly. She was standing there holding Minas hand at the foot of
the bed. Mina was smiling, looking me over.  "Hi again!" she said and
said something to Johanna in Spanish. Johanna giggled and said "She
says you look... different than last time."

Mina was holding a bag in her other hand.  Johanna asked her something
in Spanish. "Si!" she quipped.  She put her bag on the bed-table on the
right side of the bed and took something out.  I had seen these before.
 It was a cock vibrator.  The control was a little larger than I
remembered, but I knew what it was.  There was also something else
attached that I had seen before.

Johanna gestured toward me with an open hand and said something else I
didn't understand.  Mina smiled, shrugged and walked toward the bed.
"J-Johanna... what are you doing?" I stammered.  She looked over at me,
smiled and winked.  She put her fingers to her lips and whispered
"Shhhhhhhh!"

Mina kneeled on the right side of the bed and attached the cock
vibrator, putting the vibrator on the exact spot on my cock for "best"
effect.   Then she took the other object and pushed it gently into my
anus.  My mouth was dry.  I was scared, nervous, embarrassed and yet
excited.  She only glanced up at me once as she attached them, with a
little smile.  She took the control, looked at Johanna and asked her
something.  Johanna smiled, looked at me if she was concentrating.  
"Let's seeeeee..." she said thoughtfully. "Three minutes should be good
to start!"  Mina obviously understood her and adjusted something on the
control.  She looked at Johanna again. "Ahora?" she said.  I knew what
that meant.  Johanna smiled at me. "Si!"

Mina pushed a button on the control and both vibrators came to life,
sending instant pleasure throughout my whole groin.  They both stood,
one on each side of the bed, watching my reaction and smiling.  Then
Johanna crawled onto the bed on one side of my chest, kneeling and
looking at Mina.  Mina smiled, pulled the straps of her dress off of
her shoulders and pushed her dress down, dropping it to the floor.  She
had pink sheer thong panties and bra beneath.  Johanna must have told
her what I liked.

"Johanna," I whispered, as the pleasure in my groin was increasing.
"What are doing?"  She ignored me, but looked as deep into Minas eyes
as Mina was looking into hers.  They leaned close together over me and
kissed, tongues entwining.  They were so close, I could hear them
kissing over the soft buzz of the vibrators.

They both looked down at me.  Johanna smiled.  "Now the REAL teasing
starts, baby."  She said.  Suddenly the vibrators stopped.  The muscles
in my legs quivered as the pleasure subsided. She looked down at the
vibrator and back up at me, sexy evil in her eyes again.  "Don't worry.
 It shuts off for one minute, then comes on for three minutes.  Until
we stop it.  Or make it last longer!"

Now I knew where this was going.  They were going to make me watch...
and I was going to go crazy....   They began kissing gently, the sound
of their mouths and tongues mixing.  I had seen movies, but never
imagined the passionate gentle kiss of two women like I was observing
right then...  the vibrators came back on.  My body went into shock.  I
tensed against my restraints as pleasure roared through my body.  I
gasped so loud they stopped and looked at me, my teeth clenched as I
lost myself in the pleasure.

Mina looked at Johanna, said something, and shook her head.   Johanna
grinned and said something back, then leaned down and spoke hotly in my
ear. "We made a bet....  I bet that you wouldn't cum until I said it
was time.  Her bet is that if you don't cum, she'll suck your cock
dry."  Trying to speak was difficult, with the pleasure I was feeling,
Mina staring down at me and Johanna so close to my ear.  But I managed
to moan softly...  "And if I cum, before you say?"  Johanna raised her
face above mine.  "Well, if you do that, she said she wanted to see me
wipe all the cum off of your belly, chest and cock with my fingers....  
And put it in your mouth!"

"What???" I said... still shaking gently from the sensation of the
vibrators. She stood up and motioned for Mina to come around the bed.  
I had never tasted my own cum.  I had never planned to.  But how could
I guarantee through all this insane pleasure/torture that I wasn't
going to cum?  How long were they going to do this?  I couldn't take
this for long!

"Johanna...  I don't know if..."  She interrupted me again.
"Shhhhhhhhhhhh!" she said.  Mina had come around the bed.  Johanna
kissed her full on the mouth and gently set her on the edge of the bed,
right next to my stomach.  She lifted her left leg from the floor and
placed it over my stomach and chest. Her other foot was still on the
floor.  She was wide open, and I could see her almost naked pussy
through the sheer pink material.  Johanna leaned forward and gently
licked her nipple through the material.  I could see it as it stood up
hard.

Yes, Johanna had a good memory, indeed.  I told her wanted to do this to
her. I wanted to lick her through sheer material and tease her.  I
wanted to lick the crotch of her panties, make her wet and taste her
through them.  And now, she was doing this to another girl, and making
me watch!

The vibrators snapped off again, leaving me trembling in pleasure and
withdrawal at the sudden stop.  Mina felt me tremble and took a brief
break from her own pleasure provided by Johanna to giggle.  Johanna
just smiled, drew her mouth from Mina's nipple, leaving a trail of
saliva and a big wet spot in the material around Minas tan, erect
nipple.

Johanna was moving to her other nipple, only turning slightly to look at
me a moment.  I must have looked drugged.  I was breathing deep and
hard, waiting, praying that the sensual feelings would have a chance to
subside this time before the vibrators started again.  Johanna made a
loud "Mmmmmmmmm" and started sucking Minas other nipple.   Mina threw
her head back and moaned, her long hair piling up on my lower stomach.

I jumped and groaned as the vibrators came back on.  It COULDN'T have
been a minute!  I put my head back against the pillow and looked down
at them through half-closed eyes.  Johanna was now not only sucking on
Minas nipple, but was massaging her pussy through the pink panties.  
The pleasure of the vibrators began to control me now.  Their moans
sounded like they were in the far distance.  I was squirming against
the restraints, but hardly realized it anymore.

Minas panting grew louder, and she said in English (so I was sure it was
for my benefit), "More, baby!  More!"  I could see wetness on her
panties.  Johanna squeezed her panties together and drew them up
between the lips of her pussy, then began massaging her clitoris.  Mina
jumped, putting some of her weight on my stomach and chest with her one
leg.  I could see her wetness escaping around the panties and onto her
lips as Johanna pulled Minas bra down with her other hand and began
sucking on her bare nipple.  But now, my eyes were starting to blur as
my mind reeled in pleasure.

I couldn't believe I wasn't cumming.  My cock was throbbing slowly
against the vibrator.  It felt excruciatingly good, but I wasn't
cumming.  Then, once more they shut off.   "Ohhhhhhh, Geeeeeeez" I
moaned, loudly, as my body shook even harder than last time.  Mina
giggled and Johanna laughed "SHHHHHHHHH, baby!" I was panting, gasping
for air as a gentle plea escaped my lips.  "J-Johanna... please!  This
is driving me crazy!  I don't know if I can....."

Johanna sighed and moved off of Mina.  She grabbed the sides of Mina's
panties and pulled them down, sliding the crotch slowly between the
lips out of her pussy.  Mina gasped lightly as they came out.   Johanna
lifted Minas other leg from the floor and Mina put her legs together so
she could take them off.  Then, as the night before, (but it was Minas)
she pushed her wet panties into my mouth, grabbed a stocking and tied
them in around my head.  Minas juices were different, but they were
still the honey of a woman, and now my senses were heightened even
more.

Then the vibrators came on again.  "Nnnnnnnnnnng!" I groaned against my
gag as pleasure started its journey through my groin again, and even
seemed to go up my spine.  I tensed against the stockings. Mina
giggled.  Johanna smiled wide. "THAT'S why I put them in your mouth!  
Now baby... watch THIS!"

Minas one leg was on the floor again, and she put the other back across
my chest. I was moaning softly, but more constantly with lust as I
tried to look through my watery eyes. Johanna turned back to Mina, put
both hands on her thighs, and began licking the lips of her pussy. Then
licking her lips, she looked back up at me, smiling.  "Mmmmmmmmmmm" she
moaned.  She moved her hands to Minas pussy and spread her lips so her
clitoris was exposed.  She first put her tongue deep into her and moved
it up and down.   Mina dropped from her elbows as her hair fell onto my
thigh and...  crotch!"  Her hair vibrated back and forth across the
exposed parts of my very sensitive cock.

"MMMmmmmMMMmmmm!" I pleaded against the panties in my mouth.  Johanna
looked up to see what I was looking at.  When she saw it, she just
giggled again.  She said something to Mina, and Mina looked up to see
her hair against my cock. She reached up with one hand and dragged her
soft, thick hair back and forth against it. "MMMMMMMMMMMMM!" I moaned
again, which to me, translated to "Nooooooooo!". Johanna pulled her
hand away and said to Mina in English "No fair, baby! Against the
rules!"  But she left her hair there, its light touch adding to the
insanity of pleasure.

Johanna opened Minas pussy lips again, and began licking her entire
pussy, teasing her.  I felt her shake and moan against my leg, stomach
and chest.  I was still squirming as well, my brain burning with
desire.  The vibrators shut off.   Oh, no, I thought as my body went
from trembling in withdrawals to shaking.  I closed my eyes and once
more felt like I was going to cry as the sensations very, very slowly
gave away.  But I new it wouldn't be for long. Joanne was circling
Minas clitoris with her tongue now.  Mina was panting, gasping loudly.  
She was going to cum.  She bucked wildly against Johannas tongue, but
Johanna stopped.

"Mmmmmmmm, baby, don't stop!" Mina said in English.  Johanna smiled,
looked up at me, then back at Mina.  Said something in Spanish and Mina
said in English once more.  "Yes, I remember, but I want to come
now!"... Mina pulled herself up to her knees, and crawled up by my
face, straddling my head.  Her pussy was only about an inch from my
mouth.  I could smell her, it was stronger now; even than the wetness
in the panties still tied in my mouth.

Mina smiled down at me in a way that resembled Johanna when she was
about to do something crazy.  She sucked on her middle two fingers,
saliva dripping on them as she took them out.  She reached down and
began playing with her pussy, circling her clitoris wildly.  The
vibrators snapped back on.  The shock once again traveled through my
body, and my legs tensed against the onrush of sensations. Mina put her
wet, juicy fingers back in her mouth and licked them off.  My mouth
dropped open in awe through the passionate insanity going through my
mind as I watched her lick her own fluids. She was so close, so wet.

Johanna came around her on the other side of the bed.   She reached up
and massaged one of Mina's breasts.  She winked down at me.  "You're
going to like Mina...  she squirts...  a lot when she cums."  Oh
geez...  and she was settled right over my mouth!  Minas eyes glazed
over as her fingers played faster.  She threw her head back slightly,
but was still looking down at me through have closed eyes.  Johanna
took one of Minas nipples in her mouth and began sucking  on it,
popping it out of her mouth.  With her other hand she twisted and
pinched Minas other nipple.

It was only seconds before mina started gasping.  A few more seconds and
she was practically screaming something in Spanish.  Johanna let go of
her and smiled. She pinched my nose with two fingers and pulled my chin
down, opening my mouth wide.  "It's time, baby!" she said in her
teasing little girlish voice.  Suddenly, hips thrusting, Mina came,
screaming, fingers playing wildly.  Then came the hot wet fluid,
spraying from her pussy, on Johannas hands, on my face, neck, but
mostly in my mouth.  As the night before with Johanna, I felt her warm
juices flow around the panties and under my tongue, flooding my mouth
with her flavor.

I was going crazy.  I wanted to cum.  I would have, if I could, no
matter what. But all I was getting from the vibrators was constant
vibrating pleasure.  I moaned as I swallowed.  Mina was smiling down at
me wider now, as she kept playing with herself until the flow stopped.  
 She gasped and sat down on my chest and lay back, panting, a few drops
still dripping onto my chest. Johanna pushed my chin up, closing my
mouth for a few seconds, making me swallow what drops were left.   And
once again, the thickness of Minas hair flowed over the cock vibrator
and my cock. In my dazed state, it took me a few seconds to realize it,
but a moan escaped that went from a soft to a louder one as I looked
down.  It wasn't fair.  The sensations increased, but I couldn't cum.

"Mmmmmmm" Johanna said. I looked over as she licked Minas cum from her
hand.  She looked down at the vibrators and giggled, pulling Minas hair
away from my crotch. It didn't help much.  Johanna bent down and
lightly teased Mina's sensitive pussy with her tongue.  Mina jumped and
moaned at each flick of her tongue.  Then Johanna moved up and kissed
her once again.  They both moaned softly in their kiss.

Johanna helped Mina set up as her breathing slowed. Mina stepped off of
me and the bed. Johanna laid where Mina had been at the beginning,  The
vibrators snapped off. I groaned.  This time I believe I was not far
from cumming, as my cock throbbed and jumped now, as my body went into
its usual spasm.    Johanna reached over her head and took the remote.  
"We'll shut this off for a few minutes.  We'll see what happens then.  
How are you doing baby?  Teased enough?  I hope not!  Now it's MY
turn!"  She reached back over her head again and gently massaged my
balls.  Now Mina bent over and started wetly licking Johannas breasts
through the sheer bra. It was going to start over.  I didn't know if I
could stand much more of this.  I wanted to cum.  My cock was overly
sensitive, my balls were hard and swollen.

Mina was more aggressive in her assault on Johanna; I believed it was
because of her own sexual passion at the moment.  Johanna was squirming
and whispering things in Spanish, licking her lips as she watched Mina
lick and suck her nipple until it was hard and protruding into the wet
material.  Johanna looked up at me.  "You want these titties, don't you
baby?" she said as Mina switched to the other  "Mmmmmm" I moaned.  She
knew very well it was a "yes".

I felt myself calming down, as the Johanna left the vibrators off.  As I
relaxed, I languished in the view, still wrapped up in the sensual
experience of these two beautiful women, one my Love, which was making
it even more sensual.  As I look back on it, I couldn't imagine why I
didn't feel jealousy, or fear of losing Johanna. I suppose it was my
sexual condition combined with the beauty and grace of their passion.  
Mina began massaging Johannas pussy through the panties, still sucking
her other nipple through the sheer bra. Johanna whispered something in
Spanish.

Mina lifted up and gently removed Johannas bra.  She smiled and licked
her lips, and began suckling Johannas naked nipples still massaging the
now small wet spot in the sheer panties.  Johanna moaned and lay back
against my thigh. It was beautiful, slow, passionate, gentle
lovemaking.  I was hypnotized... and aroused.

Mina licked between her breasts and started licking a trail downward.
Johanna moaned in anticipation; as did I, softly. When Mina reached her
panties, she lifted the edge and licked beneath the top, between the
edge of her panties and her soft skin.  Johanna squirmed, still moaning
softly.  I suppose I WAS a little jealous, as it was driving me insane,
watching a strange young, pretty girl do things to my love that I so
wanted to be doing.

Mina didn't do what Johanna did.  She positioned both knees on the edge
of the bed as she moved to begin licking Johannas pussy through her now
wet panties.  I could see Minas wet pussy between her legs, only inches
from me, and could still see her gentle assault on Johannas panties.  I
felt my cock twitch again as my passions rose.

Johanna moaned softly, massaging her breasts and pinching her nipples.
I squirmed again, a mixture of desire for my love and the heat of
watching the two of them make slow, passionate love.  Mina turned and
looked up at me, smiling.  She looked back down and slowly, teasingly
pulled Johannas wet panties from her.    Johanna looked up and smiled
as Mina loosened the stocking around my head and rubbed Johannas wet
panties under my nose, then pushed them into my mouth with her own and
pulled the stocking tight again.  Now both were in my mouth, Johannas
familiar sweet taste mixing with Minas.  Johannas smell was now strong
in my nostrils.  I moaned softly. Mina turned back and spread Johannas
legs and kissed her just above her pussy gently. Johanna jumped and
told her "espera" in Spanish.

Johanna picked up the remote for the vibrators and looked at mina.  "¿3
y una mitad de los minutos?  ¿Más rápidamente?" she asked in spanish.  
Mina looked up at me and grinned.   "4 minutos... y más rápidamente"
she giggled.  "Ooooooo", Joanna said as she adjusted the vibrator
controls.  I shook my head in panic. I knew just enough about what they
said.  They were going to 4 minutes... and turning the vibration up
faster! "Mmmm-mmmm!"  I begged, muffled by the panties.  Johanna looked
up at me. "Don't cum, baby! You'll get one and a half minutes between
them!"  I started to beg again as she snapped the vibrators on.  The
beg turned into a soft moan.  Because of the higher speed, my cock
responded quicker than the first time, and the pleasure was getting
stronger, faster.

Mina looked over Johannas naked body and caressed her breasts before she
lowered her mouth to Johannas pussy lips.  Johanna moaned again and
returned her hands to her own breasts, playing with them.  I knew this
would still affect me differently, because it was Johanna being made
love to, but I didn't know the way she was going to act; what she was
going to say.  She moaned and writhed as Mina gently pulled apart her
lips and licked her pussy, slowly, passionately.

Johanna looked up at me again.  The vibrators intensity was driving me
harder. And she was going to make it worse.  In her high, childish
voice, filled with lust and passion, she hissed "Ohhhhhhhh, baby!  You
want this pussy, don't you? You want your tongue in there?  Ohhhhh,
Mina is doing SO gooooooooood!  But poor baby has to watch!  Mmmmmm...  
watch her lick my pussy!  I'm soooooo hot!  Mina, baby, lick my pussy,
suck my pussy!  Make my baby squirm!"  My groin responded, my whole
body responded, heating up, boiling.  My face and ears burned with lust
and the vibrators were driving me to the edge quickly.   I squirmed and
moved my hips trying to escape the assault of the vibrators, fear
combining with all of the other emotions. If the vibrators didn't stop
soon, I was going to cum, and I knew it.

Johannas eyes widened as she watched me, her smile mixed with lust and
sensual feeling at what Mina was doing.  She licked her lips.  "Don't
cum, baby!  Don't you cum yet!"  I moaned.  It was too much to handle,
watching them, my mouth filled with their tastes and scents; the
vibrators pushing me so close to the edge.  I needed to tell her that
it was going to happen, and I couldn't help it.  My heart pounded and I
closed my eyes and took a deep breath, trying to stop the inevitable as
my cock was throbbing.  "Don't do it, baby!" I heard her say once more
and the vibrators snapped off.

I exhaled and began panting as my cock throbbed, at the very edge.
Through glazed eyes, as Johanna enjoyed Minas treatment, she looked up
at my cock.  She smiled and gently wiped pre-cum from the head of my
cock, it's sensitivity made me jump. "Mmmmmm", she moaned in lust as
she licked it from her fingers.  She looked up at me again and gasped
out "C-close, baby, mmmm?", then suddenly arched her back and moaned
loudly as Mina began licking and circling her clitoris.  "MMMMMmmmm!
Yesssssss!  Yessssss!" she gasped.  Mina continued.  My cock was still
throbbing, begging to cum.

Hearing her scream, moan and beg was driving me crazier than I had
imagined.  I wanted it to be me doing it, but it turned me on so bad
watching Mina.  I strained gently against the restraints again as the
throbbing in my cock subsided.  Johanna could see the control from
where she was.  She looked up at it and smiled, then winked.  The
vibrators came to life again.  Mina looked back for only a second and
went back to Johannas pussy.  "Nnnnnnnnnggggg!!!" I moaned loudly.  It
was only a few seconds this time before my cock was throbbing again.

"Yessss, baby!  Yes!" Johanna screamed at Mina , reaching down to hold
Minas head as she licked sucked and played with her pussy.  Johanna
looked to be sure I was watching.  "Mmmmmmmmm!" I moaned.  To me,
however, it was a "Nooooooooo!".  I knew I wouldn't last 4 minutes this
time.  My whole crotch was hot and pumping. Johanna must have known.  
"Not yet, baby!  Please!"

I feared her plea fell on deaf ears, as I tried to relax, almost
impossible to do at this point.  I closed my eyes again as they began
to water.  I still heard Johanna gasping, taking quick short breaths.  
She was almost cumming.  I was desperately trying to hold out.  
Suddenly I felt the girls move on the bed.  I opened my eyes just in
time to see Johanna kneel over my face and quickly remove the stocking
and panties from my mouth.  She shoved her pussy down to my face.

"I want to cum for you, baby!  Make me cum!"  I started licking her hot,
wet, pussy with a fervor, licking her dripping wet clitoris, sucking on
it.  She bucked down against my face.  "YESSSSSS, BABY!" she screamed
as I felt her fluids gently flow from her pussy around my tongue and
into my mouth.  I was going to lose it.... Then the vibrators stopped.

My cock was throbbing and bouncing again.  I couldn't believe I hadn't
cum. I kept licking her wet pussy.  She continued to moan against my
face.  She put her weight down and pulled my face up into her as I felt
her fluids continue to flow into my mouth.  She began jerking,
shaking...  and holding tight.  I couldn't breathe now; my nose and
mouth trapped in her pussy as she moaned, shook a few more times and
still held me in passion.  "MMMMMM!" I moaned out with what little
breath I had.

Johanna looked down, panting, grinning.  "Oh, I'm sorry baby!"  She
shook her head and gave me a pouting look.  "Can't breathe?" I tried to
shake my head, but she held it firmly.  She smiled, then opened her
legs and let my head down.  I gasped for air.  "Awwwww, I'm sorry,
baby... I just knew you wanted to be sure to get the last drop!"  She
winked.  I was catching my breath, and my cock was still jumping
slightly and throbbing.

She moved her leg and sat on the bed next to me.  Mina was sitting on
the edge of the bed with her arms crossed.  She was pouting now.  Then
I saw why.  Johanna had the remote in her hand.  She had shut it off
before the time was up.  Johanna jumped off the bed and went to the
foot, waving for Mina to join her.

Minas arms stayed crossed as she we walked down to talk to Johanna
looing like an angry spoiled child.  They both knew I would have cum.  
They were whispering, but it was in Spanish, so I don't know why they
bothered.  Mina finally unfolded her arms and smiled evilly at me.  
"Ok" she said in English.  Johanna came to the head of the bed and put
both panties back in my mouth.  As she put the second pair in I
started...  "Why....."  She pushed the second pair in and put her
finger to her lips.  "Shhhhhhh.. don't make me tie them in again,
baby!"

The girls removed the cock ring.  My cock jumped at their touch. "Ready
to cum baby?" Johanna asked, as she moved around straddling my right
ankle.  I watched as Mina took the same position at my left ankle.  
Johanna and mina both smiled as they moved their mouths to my cock.  
Johanna lifted it up gently and started licking slowly around the head.
Mina began licking my balls with her wide, flat tongue.

"Mmmmmmmmmm... I moaned.  My cock was hard and cold now, and extremely
sensitive to their hot, wet tongues.  It seemed like Johanna teased the
head of my cock forever as Mina licked and sucked my balls.  Suddenly,
Johanna shoved her mouth down on my cock.  "NNNnnngggg!" I moaned, as
her hot mouth on my sensitive cock drove streams of pleasure once more
through my body.  She began sucking quickly.  I prayed this wasn't
another tease; that she wouldn't stop again.   And she didn't.  Not
only that, someone turned on the vibrator still in my anus.

I felt the cum rising from my groin, as if it were an erupting volcano.
"NNNnnnnnnnnggggggg!!!!!" I moaned as I exploded into her mouth.  She
kept sucking, seemingly keeping time with every pump of my cock.  She
drained me completely, then gently, carefully let my cock fall from her
lips.  I was shaking against the restraints. My heart was pounding.

Mina turned around and lay on her back, her head on my chest, facing the
ceiling. She opened her mouth wide.  Johanna leaned over her and let
some of my cum slip from her lips into Minas mouth.  They both sat up
and moved to the head of the bed. Johanna pulled the panties out of my
mouth and put her head back enough to speak. "Give us a BIG kiss,
baby!" she said.  She pulled my chin down as she and Mina kissed me,
letting their tongues and my own cum mix in my mouth.  I resisted, but
Johanna put her hand on my forehead holding me still.

I couldn't believe what I was feeling.  I could taste my own cum, salty,
warm, but their tongues entwined with mine were passionate and
enticing.  I relaxed.  There was no stopping it now, anyway.  Johanna
pinched my nose and they continued their kiss.  It forced me to
swallow... everything.

They pulled away and Mina got up.  She was smiling at me.  Johanna sat
next to me on the bed.  Mina looked over at Johanna and Johanna winked
at her, then Johanna started untying the stockings.  Mina removed the
other vibrator and went into the bathroom.

I was stiff, drained and weak as Johanna finished untying me. She sat
down beside me as I tried moving my stiff arms across my chest.  She
put her face just above mine.  "Love me, baby?" she asked softly.  I
took a deep breath, as my system was returning to something that
resembled normal.  "You drive me fucking crazy, sweetheart... fucking
crazy!  And I LOVE you like fucking crazy!"  I had never used that word
with her before, but I was so crazed, it was the only way I could
answer. She giggled softly and kissed my gently on the lips, cheek,
nose, chin and neck.

She looked into my eyes once more with her big, gorgeous eyes.  "Happy,
baby?" she asked. My eyes glazed over as everything we just went
through passed through my mind again in a flash.  "Sweetheart," I said
"You have made every dream come true, and it was even better than I'd
dreamed.  You did what I wanted, and you did so much more.  You KNOW me
so well.  I was taken by surprise with my cum, but the last kiss with
the two of you was so beautiful...."

"Mmmm" she interrupted, "You didn't like the cum?".  I stopped to think.
 I actually couldn't say I didn't like it for some reason. Perhaps it
was because I liked something else so much more.  "It was worth your
kiss, sweetheart.  It was ALL worth your kiss"   "MMmmmmmm"  she smiled
and kissed me again.

Mina came out of the bathroom, put the vibrators in her bag and said the
shower was ready.  Johanna helped me sit up.  We all took a hot shower,
washing each other. Mina got dressed and gave me a kiss on the cheek.  
She said to Johanna, "¡Muchacha afortunada! ¡Él tiene mucho control del
stamina y del uno mismo para un hombre su edad!" and kissed her on the
mouth, winked at me, then left.  Johanna and I wished her goodbye and I
thanked her... in Spanish.

Johanna turned at me and smiled.  "What?" I asked.  "She said I was
lucky.  She said you have a lot of stamina and self control...  she
said for a man your age"  and she grinned.  I raised an eyebrow and
looked at her.  "You do!" she said.  I looked at the clock.  Two young,
sexy girls, pushing me to the limit, over and over; then taking me.  
Maybe she was right.   I am 50.

Johanna took me to the bed, turned on the night-light and turned off all
the others. She lay down next to me, put her head on my chest, reached
across me and gently stroked my side with her nails.  "I love you SO
much, baby" she whispered and looked up at me.

I looked back down at her.  "And you would never believe how much I love
you, Sweetheart" I whispered back.  We slept good that night.  A night
I will remember forever.

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Rail

Luckymann on Sex Stories

Rail

I met Rail at a CB equipment swap-meet. We were both looking at the same piece of gear. It was the last item of its kind there, and I bowed out to let her buy it.

Now Rail was certainly no beauty queen, but she had a great sense of humor. She told me why she picked Rail as a handle. She knew she was skinny as a rail and ugly as a mud fence. She was indeed skinny as a rail. Though she wasn’t quite that ugly, she sure wouldn’t win any beauty contests.

However, when I told her she was wrong about the ugly part, a broad smile spread across her face, and her eyes seemed to sparkle. I told her she should pick another handle.

Rail soon became my go-to gal. That’s all she said she wanted to be. She sai

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d she knew her body and looks wouldn’t win her any prizes, but she loved to screw. So, once, or twice, a week, if it was getting late, and I found myself without a girl, I could call on Rail.

Rail lived only fifteen minutes from my place. In the time it took me to drive to her apartment, she would take a quick shower, make us drinks, dim the lights, and put on some soft music. When I arrived, I would frequently find her stretched out her bed wearing nothing but her panties.

Rail never wore a bra. As skinny as she was, she didn’t need one. She had practically no tits, but she did have an impressive pair of nipples. When her nipples were erect, they were over a half inch long and about as thick as AAA batteries.

As I entered her apartment, I’d shed my clothes and join her in bed. By the time I took the first sip of my drink, Rail would be nude and curled up next to me. We would hold each other close and cuddle while we talked a bit. Then, when I finished my drink, we would get down to some serious fucking.

What Rail lacked in appearance, she more than made up for in enthusiasm. As I finished my drink, Rail would stroke my cock to a full erection. Sometimes, due to having too much to drink that night, I would have difficulty getting it up. Rail knew just what to do. She would drop down and suck my cock. She’d only quit when she had me hard enough to please her hungry pussy.

Rail liked it hard and fast. If I was tired, or humping too slow for her, she was not a bit bashful about taking control. She’d roll me onto my back, squat on my cock, and ride me hard until she came. Sometime during the process, I usually dumped a load of cum in her pussy. If not, she’d finish me off with a hard-sucking blow job.

A short time after we had both cum at least once, I’d give her a pat on the ass, a quick kiss, and be on my way home. Every guy needs a go-to girl.

The Club

djkezuk on Sex Stories

You are in a pretty large nightclub and the music is pumping pretty loud, you've had a great night so far and your feeling more than just merry with the drink flowing through your viens, you head over to the bar to grab you and your friends another drink, as you aproach the bar you notice someone who you think you recognise and tap him lightly on the shoulder, i turn round looking straight into your eyes as i do, "sorry" you say "i thought you was someone else" "Well is it such a bad thing that im not?" i reply, "no" you say while we still stand staring into each others eyes, "why dont you join me fo

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r a drink" i say, "sure" you reply "i just need to take these drinks to the girls", sure no probs, just tell that bouncer over there that your looking for me, and he will show you where i am at"

you take the round back over to the girls, with your legs feeling a little jelly like with anticipation of what could be instore for you, you tell your friends that you have seen an old acquaintance from a while back and you want to go for a chat.

You make your way back over to where the bouncer was stood and ask to see the guy you was just talking to, "that would be Kerry" the bouncer tells you.

he leads you up another flight of stairs right to the top of the night club, "he's in there" the bouncer says.

you enter the room and give a gasp straight away as you take a second to gain your balance, you are amazed as you cant stop looking down through the solid glass floor looking down onto a night club full of people.

"dont worry" i say, "its quite safe and nobody can see through either" i add with a wink. "wont you come over here and join me for a drink?" i ask, "sure" you reply "something very strong though, i think i need it"

and thats how the evening started for us, we sat and talk for an hour or so with the whole night club below oblivious to us above. "so nobody can see in here at all then" you ask again for the hundreth time, "no not at all" i reply laughing, you stand up and start to walk around looking down at everyone, "so nobody down there will see me doing this then will they" you say as you let your shirt fall from your back revealing your delicious breasts and very erect nipples, "not at all sexy" i reply as i move over to you grabbing your back so i can pull you towards me, letting me bury my face into your juciy tits, "mmmmmmm" you moan with pleasure at the thought of everyone below, thinking about that gets you feeling even more horny making your skimpy tong become very moist with your pussy juices. you pull away from me and fall to your knees practically ripping my belt from my jeans, "i want to taste your cock in my mouth" you pant at me, i just stand there and let you pull out my cock leaving my jeans to fall to the floor, you push me back so i fall onto the couch with my legs spread with your head pumping up and down on my throbbing cock, licking and sucking and teasing as you do, you pull your head away and stand up ripping your skirt from round your waist as you, "i want you to fuck me senseless all over this floor" you say, and i am only too happy to oblige, you lie back on the floor shivering a little as you feel the cold glass press against your skin, i enter you slowly to begin with, looking down at your face as i do, seeing the pure pleasure radiating from you as i do, "dont be gentle" you say "just fuck me as hard as you can, i want you to make me scream" so i start to really thrust into you as hard and fast as i can, making you whimper and moan as i do, you wrap your legs around my middle to feel me enter you even deeper, pretty soon though i start to cum as your screaming into my ear, as i finish off i can see that you are still on the edge of orgasm, so i start to really go to town on your pussy with my mouth and my tongue, making you squeal with pleasure, making you wrap your legs around my neck, pulling my face deeper into your pussy tasting our juices combined, pretty soon i can feel your body tremble and your back arch a your pussy explodes into my mouth and face, send a mixture of my cum and your pussy juice down my throat and all over my face, you then proceed to lick my face so you can get a good taste of yourself, and we kiss deeply and passionately, lying there above thousands of unsuspecting people...........xxx

Meg and I ( Part 1)

Storky on Sex Stories

I ride my bike through some nearby woods regularly and use a rarely used track.

I was on my usual run and came around a corner and about 4 metres in front of me was another bike. I attempted to avoid it but the two of us collided.

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rom the mess but the girl riding the other bike had hit her head – she was not wearing a helmet and knocked herself out.

I got the bikes off her and laid her down on the grass but she had torn her shorts on the seat and they were just hanging by her waist belt. Her pants had been ripped off although her bikini pants were still intact but had been dragged down revealing much of her pubic hair.. Her T shirt was also ripped open on one side. She was bleeding from somewhere as I could see blood on her T shirt.

I washed her face with my water bottle and attempted to revive her. She was still out cold. Then I went looking for the blood as she was still bleeding. It was under her T shirt so I ripped what was left of it off and found a wound on her side. The force had also torn her bra catch so while is virtually covered her breasts it was not very effective.  I removed that too in order to get to the wound. She had small but beautiful well shaped firm breasts, I guessed she was about 17 or 18. I washed around the wound and cleaned it up which was little deeper than a scratch and the bleeding was slight but enough to run. I tore a piece of her T shirt and used it as a pad on the wound trying to stop the flow of blood and as I was doing this she started to come around and regain consciousness. In her confused state she could see me kneeling over her and touching her and suddenly realised she was topless. She started to scream and I tried to calm her and after a moment or so she settled down a bit but was still very agitated about being topless and very exposed down below. I said just lay there you are hurt and I am trying to clean you up. She put her hand up to where I was holding the pad and said I can do that. Then said where are my clothes?. I said your bra is here but your T shirt is a mess as are you pants.

She looked down and saw she was pretty exposed but when she went to adjust her pants she gave a cry as her arm was too sore to move. I though shit she has broken it.

I said just relax and we can sort you out and get you moving. The bikes are a mess and we will have to walk back. I can come and get the bikes tomorrow.

To cut a long story short we managed to get her fixed up and the biggest problem seemed to be her arm which hurt to move, it wasn’t broken but badly sprained and we ended up using her bra to make a sling for it. She couldn’t use it at all. She was still bare breasted and had reconciled herself to the fact I had seen them and there was not much she could do to cover them. She asked me to rip off her pants as they were useless, but her bikinis covered the most intimate part. As we started to walk back she said hell I really need a pee, and then realised she couldn’t get her pants down, Can you help me she said and I stood behind her and slipped them off so she could squat and pee. I supported her as her arm was useless as an aid to balance. It was then she was completely nude apart from using her bra as a sling. She then used a bit of her T shirt to wipe herself and threw it away.

Well she said now you have me at your mercy I don’t normally go round showing everybody what I have.

I said look I must admit I am enjoying the view but lets face it, now is not the time or the place and you are in no shape for me to be doing anything naughty. I helped her replace her pants looking right at her pubic patch as I pulled them up on her. Until now I hadn’t realised she was trimmed and shaped. She saw me staring and said hey that’s enough that is not for general exhibition. I said I like it, it looks sexy. She said some other day buster. I said good as I am not really in the mood now myself. She giggled and said I don’t know about that and could see that I had firmed up a little. One side of my bike pants were torn as well and they flapped open a bit.

We walked for about an hour to get close to where the track started; she had to rest a bit as she was very sore. I said where you live you can’t go walking through the streets like that. She said actually it’s about a kilometre from the end of the track. I said well then I think I had better go to my place and get something to cover you and bring my car back and I can drive you home. It’s nearly dark anyhow. She was happy with that arrangement and I left her with my T shirt as it was cooling off and her shoulder was beginning to throb.

I returned with a warm jacket and track pants and helped her put them on – accidentally touching her breasts as I did so. Sorry I said I didn’t do that intentionally. She said I hope not, but thanks anyhow.

I drove her home and went up to the door with her, nobody was home so she took me around the back and showed me where a spare key was to let her in.  She said come on in and I will return your clothes. She took me right into her bedroom and I helped her remove everything down to her pants and said is there anything else I can do.  Look, you can really, can you run my bath I want to soak and try and get rid of some of these aches. She took me to the bathroom and I ran the bath. While I was there I said would you mind if I had a pee and she said no go ahead, and I imagined she would leave me but she stood there looking at me, and said well go on, get on with it, and waited for me to do it. I was a bit embarrassed but pulled my cock out and began to pee, getting as much of my back to her as I could. She moved to see as much as she could and said ok buster you have seen me naked, surely you don’t mind me seeing a bit of you too. I milked my cock dry and put it back in my pants and she said spoil sport. I blushed. She said I liked what I saw, maybe some other day we can compare notes. 

I said I must go and let you soak, she said first will you take my pants down again, I cant do it with one arm. I did and she said see I am not as shy as you. I blushed again. She got into the bath and I helped her sit down. I said how will you get out and towel off. She said my mother should be home shortly she will help me. She said will you leave your phone number on the pad on my bedside table please, I want to be able to contact you and we have to do something about those bikes. I said I can do that tomorrow don’t worry and she said no I want to help. I said how about your shoulder and she said I might be better by the, anyhow I still have one other arm.

I went to her room and wrote my number on her pad which was on her bedside table as she said. I couldn’t help but notice her bedside drawer was open and there were two either vibrators or dildos very visible and what I gathered to be some pills which looked very much like oral contraceptives. I was stunned. I picked one of the vibrators up and sure enough it was a battery powered model and quit a healthy looking device. Obviously she uses it as I could see dried stains on it. I put it back and sang out I am going, and she said come here a minute, and I went to her and she said now thank you and gave me good bye kiss. I will ring you tomorrow she said. I bent down and she kissed me rather than me kissing her and if she had both hands I am sure she would have pulled me into the bath with her. It was more than a peck and I liked it. She smiled and said again you like me don’t you - I can see it again. I was firm again and it was more obvious this time.

Later that night she rang and said thank you again, the bath did me a lot of good and my mom has massaged my shoulder and its feeling a bit better. I will ring tomorrow to make a time to help with the bike. Then her mom got on the phone and said Meg has told me what happened and thank you. I slept with her picture in my mind that night.

The next day she rang and said I will meet you at the track and we can walk down, I will bring a sandwich as it will be a long walk there and back.

We met as arranged and she had a back pack on and I asked how the shoulder was and she said sore but feeling much better. I can use it fairly well, you wont have to pull my pants down today and I said that’s a pity. She laughed. I said let me carry the pack and she slipped it off and gave it to me.

We walked and chatted all the way down. I had bought a couple of tools to dismantle the bikes to make them easier to carry. At a spot not far from the place we collided she said before we start there is a nice place over here to have lunch and took me through some scrub to a point I never realise existed on an escarpment overlooking the river. I come here quite a bit she said I love just being alone here. I was amazed. I asked how often do you come and she said every few days in summer and a few times during the winter if it’s sunny. It surprises me I haven’t seen you before she said not many people know about this track. I said I know that’s why we collided yesterday I have never seen anybody on it.

She produced some sandwiches and then to my surprise she started to undress. Now you know why I come here, you didn’t notice yesterday I have an all over tan, I sunbake nude here all the time and know I will not be seen. Come on join me she said, you have the drop on me you have seen me nude a few times now its time for me to see you. I hesitated and she said come on don’t be shy. I undressed and to my surprise I didn’t harden at all my cock remained soft and sat on the top of my balls and showed itself at its best behaviour.

Ah she said that’s what I like - a naked man. I like what I see - a slim hard body and a nice circumcised cock. Not many like that these days she said. I blushed. Come over here and sit beside me – you didn’t think this was going to happen did you. I can’t believe my luck us meeting like this. I broke up with my bf a month or so ago and I have been without a man for ages. Are you attached? I said no. Good she said I think we are going to be really good together. We ate and she had no inhibitions about being seen naked. A couple of times she did or said something, and my cock firmed to a couple of different stages but never hard. She was watching me and it often. After we had lunch we were almost sitting touching and she said do you know something, I said no, she said that cock of yours doesn’t really like me does it? I said why do you say that, she said I have been trying to entice it to show itself to me at its best but it never makes the grade.

Then to my surprise she put her hand around it and squeezed it. Before you could blink it was erect and hard and straight up with her hand still around it. Ahhhhh she said it is interested, look at that it does like me.  Its beautiful. Does it know how to do anything else but pee? I said what do you mean. Does it know how to make a girl happy, I said it seems to by the look of you. No she said I am impressed – happy comes later. How many girls has it satisfied – I blushed again. She said come on don’t be shy how many- I said a couple. She said how many is a couple – I said two. Well she said today it will be three, I want you to make love to me, I am aching for it, truly. Can we do it. I said wow I have never been propositioned before. Well she said you have now and I mean it, please will you do it with me. I really want you to. I take all the precautions I use oral contraception, Please – pretty please. I didn’t need to reply she got up took my hand and pulled me up and led me to a grassy spot and pulled the blanket we had been sitting on over and laid it down and the got down and sat there waiting for me to make love to her.  I couldn’t believe it, she was seducing me really. I got down and we sat together and she kissed me and our tongues entwined and I got harder and she got wet. Then she whispered do it now please, do it now, as when she lay back I could see the moisture at the lips of her vagina. Come on she said I am ready and can’t wait.

End of story 1 – there is more to follow

 

 

 

Plantation Livivng

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ntation Living

Chapter 1

          There’s no way to fully describe the magnificence of my family home.  The house was over a hundred years old and was huge.  To this day I still don’t know how many rooms there were.  The house was always full of people, music, wonderful foods, and lots of other beautiful things.  I remember the trees, the honeysuckle, and the creek where I went swimming on hot days.  It truly was a wonderful life, if you were white. 

          South Carolina was the heart of soul of southern living before the Civil War.  If you were white and had money there wasn’t anything better than plantation living.  We had beautiful horses to ride, the ocean was close by, and dresses of every color or style you could think of.  The only thing that could have made life better would be would have been to have my mother with me.  She died giving birth to me.

          My father was a wonderful man.  He made sure that I had almost everything I needed or wanted.  When I was very young his love was all I needed or wanted.  He loved me and took good care of me.  But as I grew older my view of him changed.  I found out what a slave was and that we had many.  It disturbed me greatly that the people that took care of me and my home were considered property.  As I grew up I learned to love most of the house staff.  Since my father was a very busy man and traveled a lot the house staff was responsible for raising me.  I had governesses from time to time, but daddy, soon or later, would try to bed them and they would leave.

          The cook was a wonderful fat old black woman.  She made special dishes for me for when daddy wasn’t looking.  She treated me like I was her daughter and I loved her for it.  She had a daughter about my age and we spent almost all our time together, whenever daddy wasn’t home.  We were the best of friends.  My father hated it.  He made sure that I was taught the difference between black people, slaves, and us.  I was taught that we superior and that black’s weren’t worth much except for brute labor.  I was allowed to play with Sarah only when we were alone, no guest or visitors.  If any other white people were around I was supposed to treat the slaves like trash.  I hated doing it but it was the only way that daddy would allow me to play with Sarah.

          Whites are supposed to better than blacks, so socializing was forbidden.  Treating a black person kindly or have a relationship (sex) with them would earn you the label of NIGGER LOVER.  Life was pure hell for anyone earning that kind of label.  I’ve seen best friends turn on each other, offenders beaten, and even killed because of stuff like this.  Don’t ask what would happen to the slave.

          Those were the daytime rules and they were followed to the letter.  What happens at night and in private was a completely different matter.  More than one white slave owner would slip into the bed of one of his black women slaves.  This included my father.  Without my mother around the only sex he got was from some of the slave women that worked in the house.  The women couldn’t complain or do anything about it.  Punishment for slaves was plain awful.  I never really noticed anything when I was younger.  But as I got older I started seeing things I wished I hadn’t.  More than once I walked into I room only to find my father getting a blow job from one of the black women.  I also heard moans coming from his room at night.

          A white man having sex with a black women was overlooked by the locals as long as it wasn’t made public.  After all, Thomas Jefferson had a black mistress.  However, a white woman having sex with a black man was treated very seriously.  Just the idea of it drove most white men crazy.  Punishment for such things were unbelievable.  I remember one time a husband found out his wife was fucking several of his black slaves.  He tried to claim that she was raped but the truth came out.  She was paraded in front of the town where her husband beat her with a bull whip.  The other women shaved her head and she was forced to leave town with nothing but the clothes on her back.  They hung her black lovers. 

          Another rule for plantation living was that fathers arranged dates and marriages for their daughters.  Most of the time it was a business deal, plain and simple.  By the time I was 14, daddy was already looking for me a husband.  Thank god I had Sarah to talk to.  We couldn’t have been closer.  Even with the rules working against us, we found time to do things and go places.  I loved living on the plantation but hated all of the double standard rules.

Chapter 2

          Everything changed on my 15th birthday.  A huge party was planned and my father kept hinting that he had a very special surprise for me.  I couldn’t wait for the party.  Sarah had told me that she had a surprise for me too.  I knew she couldn’t come to the party, so I went looking for her before the guests started to arrive.  I couldn’t find her anywhere.  I stopped by my father study to see if he knew where Sarah was.  I opened the door slowly because I heard noises that usually meant my father was getting a blow job.  I had spied on him a few times.  My guess was right.  He had his hands around someone’s head while he fucked her face.  I couldn’t see who it was at first but was horrified when I found out it was Sarah.  My father was ramming his cock all the way down her throat.  It most not have been the first time he had done this to her because she didn’t have any trouble with having her throat fucked.  I hated him for it, but I couldn’t stop watching.  I knew when he was about to cum by the noises he was making.  He told her to swallow all of it or she would be punished.  Swallow it she did.

          The birthday party started right on time.  There were lots of people and tons of presents.  The food was better than ever and the entertainment kept everyone happy.  It was a wonderful night.  But I couldn’t get the vision of Sarah’s lips wrapped around my father’s cock.  I still could see her throat bulge as my father’s cock shot off.

          Near the end of the evening my father gathered everyone around us.  He wanted to give me my surprise and he wanted to do it in front of everyone.  He had me close my eyes and I felt someone holding my hands in a very caring way.  When I opened my eyes I was looking into the face of a young man a little older than myself.  He was introduced to me as Josh and that my surprise was that Josh was to be my husband.  My father was so proud of himself. 

          I was in shock.  I knew this day was coming but I was shocked just the same.  I had no voice in the subject and the wedding date had already been agreed upon.  Josh’s family owned a fleet of ships and a partnership with my family would make both families very rich, or richer.  Just like I said, a business deal, plain and simple.

          A week later I was married and living in Josh’s family home in Charleston.  It was a nice place and they all treated me well.  Josh was a nice man and he was very happy with his side of the deal.  He thought I was beautiful.  But I missed my home.

          I was a virgin when I married Josh but he took care of that the second he got me alone.  I had seen my father getting blow jobs and I had seen animals having sex, so I had some kind of idea what I was in for.  I’d love to write more about my first time but there wasn’t much to say.  It hurt a little,  lasted only a few seconds, and it was over.

          Josh made it clear that he wanted a big family and he wanted to start right away.  What that really means is that he fucked me morning, , and night.  I’d like to say that I enjoyed the sex but it never lasted long enough.  Josh was only concerned with his own pleasure.  I didn’t complain because I didn’t know it could be any other way.  I just did what I was supposed to do.  

          This lifestyle lasted about six months.  Josh was getting upset with me because I still wasn’t pregnant.  He was such a child about the whole thing.  He acted as if I had control over the situation.  We saw a doctor but medicinal knowledge was very limited.  After all was said and done, the doctor blamed a horseback riding accident when I was 10 years old for my condition.  He said I would never be able to have children, but I thought he was a nut.  Josh didn’t.

          The marriage was annulled and I was sent home.  I thought my father would be upset with me also.  My “condition” had put a very important partnership in jeopardy.  However the partnership held because both sides were making enough money to overlook this situation.  Either way, I was happy to be home.

          I had only been gone six months but a lot of things had changed.  I had changed.  I was a woman now.  Sarah was different too.  She used to be happy to see me and we could talk about anything.  But something was happening to her and she didn’t want to talk about it.  I tried to leave things alone but I needed my best friend back.  I had a lot I needed to talk to her about and it was clear that she did too.  So I pressed the issue and made her talk to me.

          On most plantations the slaves are coupled together and forced to have children.  This arrangement formed families within the slave population.  Most slave owners saw this as a way to control the slave population without using force.  My father had other ideas.  He believed that a family would cause his slaves to want to escape.  He believed that the male slave was more valuable than to female and that he could get more out of his males if he used his females as enticements.  My father breeded the females like they were livestock.  Each woman would have several different males visit them at night.  With the lights out nobody knew who was having sex with whom.  Nobody knew who knocked up whom.  The females bred more slaves and the males had nothing else to do with it.  All they knew is that if they stayed out of trouble and they got their work done there was pussy tonight.  This was what was happening to Sarah.

Chapter 3

          When I finally got her talking about the situation I couldn’t get her to stop.  She was upset because she didn’t want to get pregnant.  I would have thought she would be upset about the sex and the way she was being treated.  Sarah said that the sex was great and she couldn’t wait for night time to come.  She said that each night she was visited by at least three different black men and they fuck the hell out of her.  She said the orgasms were better than she had been told they would be.  I didn’t know what an orgasm was, nobody had ever talked to me much about sex.

          I told Sarah about my situation.  She wanted to know if I had any feelings for Josh and the truth is, I didn’t really know.  She was surprised that I had never had an orgasm with all the sex I was having.  With the ice broken, we talked for hours.  We compared our lives and I found myself getting a little jealous every time she talked about her sex life.  I knew it was going to be very difficult finding a husband knowing that I couldn’t have children.  A white woman didn’t just fuck around either, unless she was a working whore or something.  So, finding someone to give me that missing orgasm wasn’t going to be easy.

          Sarah might have been a slave but she was very smart.  When I was younger I taught her how to read and write myself, against my father’s wishes.  She picked it up faster than I did.  She understood my situation very well and I could tell by the smirk on her face that she had a plan.  I didn’t have to push her too hard for her to tell me what she had in mind.  She could be quite clever when she wanted to be.

          She told me to come by here room, out behind the barn, before it got dark outside.  She said that I could take her place in her bed tonight.  Before I could object she pointed out that the room would be dark and nobody would know the difference.  I knew what the punishment would be if any of us got caught.  Sarah said that there was nothing to be afraid of and that she would be there, in a dark corner of the room.  When I told her I was too afraid to do anything like that she suggested that I come and hide in that same dark corner and watch and listen.  She said I could make up my mind about switching places later.

          I was curious and a little horny, so I told her I would be there right after supper.  With that Sarah had to go back to work.  I found things to keep me busy for the rest of the day, but I couldn’t take my mind off tonight.  My pussy was wet and I really could have used a husband right about now.  I kept asking myself if I could every let a slave, a black man, have sex with me.  Of all the white people I knew I was the most open minded.  I didn’t have a problem with the slaves and hated the way they were treated.  But I didn’t know if I could go as far as to have sex with a black man.  All I could do was take this one step at a time.

          I arrived at Sarah’s shack just before dark.  She took me inside and told me to hide in the corner.  She said that the only light in the room would be from the moonlight coming through the window.  As soon as everything was set Sarah blew out her lantern and climbed in the bed.  She was naked because she would have no need for clothes with what was about to happen to her.  I could tell that she was very excited.

          We only waited a few minutes when we heard a knock on the door.  Sarah said nothing.  The unseen visitor opened the door and let himself in and walked over to the bed.  He quickly got out of his clothes and started to climb onto the bed with Sarah.  For just a second I was able to see his naked body, mainly his cock.  I had never believed anything could be that big.  It pointed straight out from his body and was as big around as my wrist.  I couldn’t tell how long his cock was but I knew it was at least twice as big as my former husbands.

          He climbed onto the bed and right between Sarah’s legs.  I could tell by her moans when he found the entrance to her pussy.  She must have been doing this for some time now because the unknown black man drove his cock all the way home in one thrust.  He pounded away at her pussy as hard as he could.  There was no romance, tenderness, or love like my husband had shown me.  It was raw power.  All I could hear was the slapping noises of his body making contact with Sarah’s body.  Sarah was moaning like crazy.  This attack, sex, or whatever you want to call it, was driving her crazy.  She loved it, every minute of it.  She kept saying that she was cumming, over and over again.  This must have been what she called an orgasm.

          As quick as it started, it was over.  The black man grunted a few times, arched his back, and every muscle in his body tightened.  And then he was gone.  I thought it was over but I was wrong.  The door opened again and another man came into the room.  He also got undress and climbed between Sarah’s legs.  He also rammed his cock home.  He made more noises than the first man.  But everything else was the same.  He fucked the hell out of Sarah and she cam over and over again.  The second black man emptied his load of cum in her pussy.  Then he was gone.

          I wanted to get up and leave but a third man entered the room before I could get up.  I was forced to stay there, in the dark corner, and watch as three more men fucked Sarah.  I didn’t think anybody could enjoy anything as much as Sarah enjoyed her breeding.  When it was over I told her that we would talk tomorrow and left for my room.  I couldn’t sleep because I was so turned I.  I had never played with myself before but I did that night.  I think I might have had my first orgasm that night.  I slept well afterwards.

Chapter 4

          The sun came up the next morning long before I wanted.  I couldn’t keep my eyes open at breakfast.  This was something my father noticed several times.  I told him that I hadn’t slept well and that I would like it if he would allow Sarah to spend the day with me.  I told him I had many things to do and that I wanted to go into town.  He knew how much I cared for Sarah and, even though he didn’t like it, agreed to my request.

          I quickly got myself ready after finishing breakfast.  I found Sarah and told her to come with me.  Several of the stable boys had a horse and buggy waiting for us.  The story I told my father, of course, was total bullshit.  All I wanted was to find a nice, quite, cool place where Sarah and I could talk.  I had a favorite place down by the ocean.  There was a nice place with several trees for shade, a continuous breeze, and beautiful scenery.  I had also had the kitchen staff to pack us a nice picnic lunch.  We were set for a long day of talking.

          We talked about everything that had happened the night before.  I asked her how many times she had been visited like last night.  Sarah said that it start right after I got married and moved away.  She said it started slowly, only one or two men every other evening.  She said that the men hadn’t enjoyed being with her because she cried the whole time.  Sarah said that she was not a virgin but these men were bigger, much bigger.  I asked her if my father had ever fucked her.  She said that he was the first and that one of his white slave handlers had raped her, a while later, when she took them lunch.

          Sarah said that she was always afraid because that she didn’t want a baby.  Sarah was my age and I know that having a baby would scare the hell out of me.  I told her that last night didn’t sound like someone who was scared.  I asked when being scared changed and what happened.  Sarah was quite for a while, looking for the right words to say.

          She said that one night one of the older black men came to visit her.  Unlike the others, he took some time to talk to me.  She said that he wasn’t mean, but he told her the truth.  The white men controlled her fate and if they wanted her pregnant then she would soon be.  He said that the only thing that they couldn’t control was how much, or little, she enjoyed the sex.

          She said that he was right about the sex.  Sarah said that she would lose herself in the sex.  She said she loved the cocks and how full they made her feel.  She said that as soon as the men saw that she wasn’t crying anymore more of them came to visit her.  She said that last night was how she spent three night’s a week.  On the other nights the men would visit a number of other slave women who were also being bred.

          Sarah said that she still didn’t want a baby, but she couldn’t wait to her next breeding.  I was almost envious of her.  I had had lots of sex with my husband, but I never got the pleasure that Sarah had gotten last night.  I told her that I wished I would get luck enough to meet someone that could provide such pleasure for me.  I wanted it so.

          Sarah just sat there with the biggest shit eating grin I had ever seen.  She said that all I had to do was to trade places with her tomorrow night.  She said that the men, my father, or anyone else would ever know the difference.  I was scared, tempted, but scared.  I told her that I would think about it.  The truth was I wanted the sex very much.  What I was afraid of was those giant cocks.  I was sure that they would ripe up open and that the slave would know it was me.

          We spent the rest of the day talking and enjoying ourselves.  Sarah didn’t get many days like this, so I wanted to make sure she enjoyed herself.  We got back to the main house an hour or so before dinner.  Sarah thanked me for the day and I told her that I would consider her offer.  Even though I was scared, all that talk about sex and fucking made me so horny I could stand it.  I played with myself before dinner, after dinner, and when I went to bed.  I didn’t sleep well either.  When I did sleep I would dream about one of our big black hung slaves climbing into bed with me and fucking the hell out of me.  I woke up hornier than when I went to bed.  I needed to find Sarah.

Chapter 5

          I found Sarah in the kitchen doing dishes.  I guess I missed breakfast because I was too busy cramming my fingers into my pussy.  I was lost in my passion.  All I said to her was “set it up!”  Sarah died laughing.

          Right before lunch Sarah walked out back where I was reading a book and said “see you tonight”.  That was all she said.  My pussy got wet at hearing those three words.  What the hell was happening to me?  I was about to break the worst possible rule of the south and I didn’t give a damn.  A black man/men, were about to stick big, long, hard cocks inside me and I couldn’t wait.

          Time passed faster than I could ever remember.  Before I knew it I was in Sarah’s bed, naked, and waiting for my first visitor.  Sarah was hiding in the same corner I had two nights ago.  Every started out just like the other night.  There was a knock at the door, a man let himself in, stripped himself naked, and climbed on the bed.  It wasn’t until that moment that I realized just how big this black man was and his cock matched.  How the hell was that going to fit in my pussy?  And the other night the men just crammed it in.  That would kill me.  What was I going to do? 

          I was trapped.  I couldn’t get up and leave.  I couldn’t say anything or even scream or the men would know that they weren’t fucking Sarah.  Turns out it was a good thing my mind was obsessing about this situation because I didn’t notice when the first slave lined his cock up and rammed it home.

          I had never felt anything like that before and hoped to never again.  Later that night I would be singing a different tune.  His cock hit places inside me never touched before.  He seemed to notice that there was a difference and slowed down, thank god.  To my surprise the pain calmed down as my pussy became accustomed to that giant cock.  I heard the man say something like “you sure are tight tonight”.  With that he sped up and in no time he was grunting and shooting a huge load of cum inside me.

          I hardly had time to calm down and get my breath back from black man number one when black man number two came in.  In no time my pussy was full again.  This man wasn’t quite as big and it felt really good.  I soon found myself matching his thrusts with ones of my own.  I moaned and begged him to fuck me harder.  I soon felt the beginnings of an orgasm, but this was different.  I knew what it felt like to make myself cum using my fingers, but this was something else.  This was more powerful.

          Sarah had told me not to make any sounds or the men would know that they weren’t fucking her.  I just couldn’t control myself and my excitement must have had an effect on the owner of the black cock ramming into my pussy.  He started grunting and his strokes grow longer and harder.  Soon I felt my pussy being filled again with more cum than my pussy could hold.  Each thrust caused cum to be forced from my pussy.  It ran down the outside of my pussy lips and down to the crack of my ass.  The bed sheets were totally wet and I had had only two visitors.

          As I caught my breath I heard some conversation outside Sarah’s door.  Soon the third black man was between my legs.  This man was huge and, unlike the last two, he took his time working his cock into my pussy.  Unlike the other two men, this slave talked to me.  He told me what he was doing and what he was going to do.  As soon as he felt my pussy could handle his cock he started to pound away.  It was about this time that I heard him say something that made my blood run cold.  He said that I had a tight pussy and that he had never had a white girl before.

          I said “WHAT” about the same time that Sarah did.  The man never stopped fucking me.  He didn’t last long and pulled out of me as if he was in a hurry.  Could it have been because I was so tight, or because he was so big, or because he knew he was fucked when he let us know that I was not Sarah?  Either way, I was totally screwed.  Sarah jumped the man as soon as he got off of me.  She wanted to know what he knew.  The man calmed Sarah down and told her that the first man noticed the difference and knew something was up.  He relayed this to the second man.  The noises I made, the differences between Sarah and myself, or maybe he saw Sarah in the corner.  The second man knew I wasn’t Sarah and told this man that he thought I was in the bed instead of Sarah.

          I was surprised that they would talk so openly about this considering what would happen if they got caught.  Either way he said that there were four more black men outside wanting some white pussy.  I was so scared.  But Sarah took charge and told me to get back in the bed.  She said that while I took care of the next man she would talk to the rest.  She wanted to make sure that they kept their mouths shut or we all were dead.  I have no idea why I did as Sarah said, but I did. 

          Sarah left the room with man number three.  A second or two later another man entered the room.  I did nothing as he undressed and climbed onto the bed.  This wasn’t fun any more but I was too scared to run away.  That would cause a scene and attention is the one thing nobody wanted right now.  So I tried to pay attention to what I was doing.  The black man was very big and I thought he might crush me.  But he didn’t.  He moved my legs over his shoulders and propped himself up with his arms.  He stuck his cock into my pussy and started working it in and out. 

          All I wanted was for this night to be over.  I had been fucked like I had never been before.  I had had an orgasm.  It had been great.  But now I just wanted it to be finished.  That is what my mind said, but my body had other ideas.  I heard myself moan and felt my body move.  Being in this position allowed the black man to go deeper and to drive his cock in harder than any of the others.  I soon had another orgasm and it was ever stronger than the first.  I couldn’t control myself anymore.  I sound had another orgasm, then another, and another.  I was in the middle of my latest orgasm when the black man exploded in my pussy.

          Now every whiter person I had ever met always referred to the slaves as niggers.  I had never used the word myself, until that very moment.  I heard myself say “I love nigger cock.  Fuck me damn it”.  The man was a little shocked, and then laughed.  He said that there were several other niggers outside that could help me with that.  And help me they did.  Four more men entered the room and took great pleasure in fucking the hell out of me.  I had at least two orgasms per black cock.  By the time the last man was done I didn’t care about anything else but being fucked by nigger cock.  I still hated that word but those men seemed to find it funny hearing me say it.

Final

          I could hardly walk the next day.  I didn’t even know how I got back to my room.  Sarah found me resting out by the oak tree in the afternoon.  She told me that she talked with everybody that visited us last night.  Everybody promised to keep their mouths shut.  They promised to not even say anything to the other slaves.  I asked her how she pulled that off.  She said that it was simple.  Sarah said that if word got out that she would tell everybody that I was gang raped.  Most white men would jump at the chance to believe that story.  Hanging niggers was a fun thing for white men to do on a boring Saturday afternoon.  They got the point.

          Then Sarah smiled and said that she also told them that if they spoiled things by shooting off their mouths that there might not ever be a repeat of last night.  I was shocked that she even considered repeating last night again and I told her so.  She asked me if I had any male suitors calling on me.  She asked me if I had ever seen or heard of a white man with a cock as big as what I got last night.  She asked me if I know any respectable white women who get fucked seven times in a night.  The answer to all of her questions was NO.

          I told Sarah that I would think about it but that I was so confused.  It had been the best sex ever.  But everything I had ever been taught said that this was wrong.  Only whores acted like I had last night, at least publicly.  I had so much to lose.

          After a few weeks I came up with an idea that could keep my reputation safe and allow for some night time fun.  I told my father that I was too old to be living at home.  I told him that I wanted to move into the cottage down by the lake.  I told him that I would be safe because I wanted some of the slaves to work for me.  They could take care of my needs and stand guard at night.  I also said that I was close enough to home that I could visit whenever I wanted.  I was surprised when he agreed.

          I had Sarah and most of the men that fucked me that night moved into my care.  As soon as everything was set up the fun began.  Each night one slave stood guard, to make sure that no whites were around and watching.  The others would visit either Sarah or myself each night.  I spent most nights with a huge black cock in my pussy.  Sarah even taught me how to suck cock.  I was never as good at it as she was but it did make things more interesting.  While one black stud would be pounding away at my pussy I would use my mouth to get the next one ready to fuck me.  Ever so often a black man would get too excited and cum in my mouth.  It took some getting used to it but I soon found that I enjoyed the taste of cum.

          Over the years I had a few white suitors.  I even let a few of them fuck me, which was not normal for a good white woman to do.  But nobody ever offered to marry me.  If they had my night fun would have to end.  Needless to say I wasn’t disappointed at not having a husband.  I had something better.  I had tons and tons of orgasms and lots of huge nigger dick.  What else could a southern bell ever need?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

One Drunken Night

Kefka on Sex Stories

Out in the sticks there's often not much else to do on a Friday besides drink, dance, and fuck. I guess I've always had a particular fondness for those last two. In hindsight, I'm certain that's why my father would only pay my tuition if I attended Northwest Wisconsin State University. With my grades, I wasn't exactly in line for any scholarships, so I didn't have much choice. Never heard of Northwest Wisconsin State? It's a little teacher's school in one of those towns that doesn't do anything except serve as a suburb for a college. One little sign on route 53 is all we rate, so no surprise if you missed us.

Not that I'm even studying to be a teacher- that wasn't what my father had in mind. Teacher's school- know what that means? A nine to one gender inequality a
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mong the students, and not in my favor. Not that I'm ugly, but I'm not exactly in the top ten percent either if you know what I mean. Plus teachers-to-be, well, can't say they lit my fire the way I wanted it lit. Have to give my dad credit. I didn't figure out his plan until I was settled into my dorm, but he didn't reckon with my resolve either. Within a month I had two words for his little scheme.

Minneapolis and St. Paul.

Ok. Maybe that's three words. Or four. Doesn't matter, those words are less than two hours away- that's the two that matters.

Borrowing a car proved easier than I thought it'd be- anyplace near our campus was within walking distance and not like most teachers-to-be were going anywhere on Friday night anyway. By early November, I'd learned to spread out my borrowing so that I could be in the clubs surrounding the University of Minnesota every other weekend.

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"You're the one they call Butterfly, aren't you?"

Do they really call me that? I wondered. I'd been called a lot worse. At least it was appropriate since the upper half of the butterfly on my back was visible above my halter top. With a smile spreading across my face, I spun toward the speaker, placing my breasts right where my tattoo had been.

Beneath a pair of thick brows, a pair of big dark eyes lingered on my bosom. He was older, mid twenties. Sandy blond hair- uncombed wildfire to perfection. Broad shoulders stretching a puce T-shirt. Perfect bit of scruff along a firm jaw and one of those smiles with the upper lip just peeled away from the teeth.

Beefcake du jour.

He'd do.

After a half-second, he managed to raise his eyes to my face.

"Butterfly?" I said, bouncing my eyebrows. "Is that what they call me?"

He shrugged. "Should I call you something else?"

"Depends." I gave my shoulders a shake. "You like my butterfly?"

His eyes dove right to the rest of my wiggle. "Yeah, I like them."

"In that case, you can call me Butterfly. What about you- you got a name?"

His eyes bounced upward with a smile that now included both lips. "Michael, but my friends call me Mick."

"Nice to meet you, Mick."

"So." He leaned that inch closer. "Can I buy you a drink, Butterfly?"

I winked. "I'd rather dance."

Dancing, done right, is some of the best foreplay. Touching. Feeling his hands. Strong. Soft. Getting sweaty. Rubbing. Sliding my body against his. Warm. Hard. And getting harder. Talking. Not that either of us could hear much above Shania Twain's blaring vocals, but we weren't saying anything really- other than "I want to fuck you" with different words.

A half-dozen tunes later I pressed my body against his and raised my lips to his ear. "I'm ready to go somewhere else."

My favorite somewhere else was a short walk and a shorter drive away, the tree-covered slopes between the river and the campus. I could lean with both hands on a tree and watch the world go by while my beau of the moment took care of me. I'm not sure why I like fucking outdoors, especially doggy-style. Maybe it's the animal nature of it all. Maybe it's that added thrill that we might be seen. The chill in the mid-autumn air only heightened the sensation for me. With the leaves gone and the full moon above, the area was better lit than before and I found a spot near a double-tiered maroon bridge with a good view of the river and downtown.

Looking back, I suppose I was foolish much in the way smokers are- lighting up all the time, one can get used to the danger enough to ignore it. Having taken boys to secluded spots for years, I didn't think twice about my safety. After all, I was going to put out- not as if they needed to rape me.

"Did you bring a condom?" I asked, looking for a good place to set my purse. "Because I did if you..."

"I brought something better than a condom." One of his hands grabbed my hair and yanked my face upward. The other moved toward my throat so fast I caught but a glint from the metal before I felt the edge of the knife against my throat. My purse slipped from my fingers. I swallowed and the whole of my consciousness leapt to where my skin flexed against his blade. My wide eyes darted to his. How did they go from pools to beads so fast?

You'd think a mind would race at a time like that, when any word could be your last, but all I could imagine was my father's face when he heard how I'd died.

"No," I begged. "I'll do what you want."

"Oh," he whispered in a tone cooler than the air. "I know you will. You're gonna start by taking..."

"I think she said 'No'."

Four eyes cut toward the source of the feminine voice. At first I saw only the glow of a cigarette as someone drew on it. The tiny yellow light moved toward us and a slender silhouette coalesced within the shadows. "Now that I think about it," she said, taking another drag, "I'm sure she said 'No'."

The pressure of the blade against my throat was gone. Mick released my hair and took a step backward. "It's not what you think!"

A petite blonde in a tweed jacket emerged from the skeletal trees and took another puff. "No," she said, blowing smoke into the night. "It's not what you think."

"What..." Mick began.

I still don't know what he meant to ask her.

The next instant the cigarette hung in the air where she had been. I watched it fall halfway to the ground before a gurgle reached my ear. My attention snapped to my would-be assailant.

The little blonde had him by the hair. Her mouth enveloped his neck. I heard a sickening crunch and a spasm rocked Mick's form all the way from his head to the tips of his splayed fingers. She turned her face toward me, revealing a pair of glowing amber eyes that throbbed in unison with each pulse of her throat.

Talk about out of the frying pan and into the fire.

"Oh, God," I managed to mutter. I turned and took a single stumbled step amid the leaves before I recalled how fast she'd moved. Trying not to shake, I forced my spine into a line and spun to face her.

She stopped suckling and stood erect. With no apparent effort, she snapped her hand outward, holding Mick at arm's length. His left hand twitched three times, then his form went limp.

"Was he bothering you?" she asked in a near baby-talk tone.

I swallowed and managed a shallow nod.

"Well, he won't bother you anymore." Her fingers opened, releasing Mick, but he never hit the ground. He had just moved when a handful of shadows converged from the surrounding darkness. Their mouths clamped onto his neck, shoulders, and arms. More yellow eyes glowed in the night.

Before I knew it, she was upon me, her face but inches from mine. Pale, straight bangs hung like a curtain above those eyes, only the rims of which still simmered with the remnants of their amber glow. I caught a sickening whiff of perfume and cigarettes. "Shhhush," she hissed. "You don't need to scream. It really won't do anyone the least bit of good."

I know what it's like to be the deer in the headlights. My mouth was wide open, but my throat seemed frozen. I emitted but a squeak no louder than that of a mouse.

Her hand came upward to my face. She licked her lips once. Turning her palm from me, she raked the edge of her fingernails along my cheek. My jaw rose just enough for my teeth to clatter. She issued the subtlest giggle, then stretched upward, bringing her cold steady mouth to my trembling warm one.

The taste of ash filtered beyond my lips, but it was hardly a kiss.

She bit me. I felt only a little sting, then the pressure as she began to suckle. Two quick draws she took before her lips released mine. Streaks of yellow raced through her eyes again. "I know you're scared," she whispered, "but there's one thing you must understand at this moment. The only thing that will ensure you die is for you to scream."

My eyes clouded. A shiver ran down my spine- and it had nothing to do with the chill. "I don’t want to die," I whimpered.

She shrugged. "Neither did I, but it still happened. Can I trust you not to scream?"

With a sniffle, I nodded.

"Good." She turned her head over her shoulder. "Bobby!"

The other shadows were still huddled about Mick, save one. That one walked toward us, his features fusing in the moonlight until a young man stood before me. He wasn't any taller than I was and, if anything, slighter of build. His face was on the round side with short hair parted on one side. Across his nose sat a pair of black-rimmed glasses.

Not beefcake du jour.

The blonde shook her head, snatched the spectacles from his face, and threw them down the slope. "This is Bobby," she said, looking back to me. "The newest member of our clan. And you are?"

My eyes went to her, to him, and back to her. "Amy," I replied. "Amy Schroeder."

"Good. I'm Norma." She cast her eyes to her companion, then back to me. "Bobby's picked you to take part in the ritual welcoming him to our world. It's quite an honor to be selected for a vampire's investiture. You see, we always baptize a new member with a sacrifice."

"Sacrifice!" I gasped. My quaking lips flew wide, but before I could utter another sound, she pressed her raised index finger over my open mouth.

"Remember," she whispered. "Whatever you do, don't scream or call attention to us. If you do, I have to kill you. That's just the way it is. But I don't want that. No one really does. Bobby would have to pick someone else." Her eyes darted up and down my form. "And he wants you, don't you, Bobby?"

The scrawny vampire nodded. "Yes, Ma'am."

"Go ahead," Norma said. "Kiss her."

I closed my eyes and wondered if it was better to just scream and get it over with. Then I thought of some other girl. I didn't know her name, of course, but if Norma's words were true, she was out there somewhere and she'd take my place if I screamed. I pictured her, whoever she was, sleeping peacefully in her bed, not even knowing I existed. That was the last time I thought about screaming.

The sound of leaves crunching reached my ears an instant before Bobby's lips reached mine. His mouth was cool, like Norma's, but still soft. He did kiss me- a clumsy, timid peck.

"She's so warm," he whispered as he withdrew. "Was I that warm?"

"Of course," Norma said. "Now feed a bit, where I opened her lip- but just a taste."

I dared to open my eyes just when his mouth returned to mine. His lips found the sliver where her teeth had cut me. There he suckled but for a split second. At least he didn't taste like ashes.

"Oh, God," he gasped, pulling away and looking straight into my eyes. Streaks of amber coursed through his irises like little currents of electricity. His throat flexed. The ends of his eyes seemed to droop. His lips quivered. "She's so good."

"I know," Norma whispered. "You're doing fine." She turned, took a half step and picked up my purse. "This is yours?" she asked, looking back to me.

I nodded.

She opened my purse, then stuck her index finger inside and stirred the contents until the keys jingled. These she retrieved with the end of her finger and turned her eyes back to me. "Where is it?"

I licked my lips once and swallowed. "Thirteenth and Fifth."

Norma nodded and held the keys up toward the moon. "General Motors. What kind?"

"Sunfire," I said, before adding a quick, "it's my friend's."

"Nice friend. What color?"

"White."

Norma flipped her face over her shoulder. "Ron!"

One of the vampires surrounding Mick rushed to her side.

"White Pontiac Sunfire," Norma said, "in the lot at Thirteenth and Fifth. Go get it."

In a flash, Ron and the keys were gone.

Norma cut her eyes my direction. "Follow me."

Follow her I did. At that point I'd progressed beyond fear into a surreal pseudo-trance. Nothing seemed genuine, especially not the vampires that departed Mick's lifeless form to follow me. One was a short, pudgy female while the remaining quartet looked like refugees from a high school science club. Hardly the handsome hunks or glamorous divas from stories and film.

Pocket protector, I thought. Show me one pocket protector and I'll know it's a dream.

Norma emerged from the trees and looked both ways before extending her hand toward a powder blue minivan parked beside the road. The vehicle chirped, its lights flashed, and the side door slid open. Leaves rushed along the ground toward it. I looked about me to discover they had all vanished except Norma and Bobby.

He walked toward the open door and climbed in. More certain than ever I had been slipped something hallucinogenic, I turned to Norma. "This is your ride?"

She laughed. "You were expecting what, the Batmobile?"

I shrugged. "I'm not sure what to expect."

"Probably a good thing. Get in the middle seat. Beside Bobby."

I did. Norma squeezed in beside me and closed the door. Her potent fragrance once again invaded my nostrils. "What's your perfume?" I asked, thinking small talk couldn't hurt my chances.

"Lady Stetson," she said. "You like it?"

I nodded. "Sure."

"You shouldn't lie." She turned and leaned toward the driver as he pulled away from the curb. "Take River Road instead of Hiawatha." With a grin, she returned her attention to me. "It's a much nicer drive. And we'd like to enjoy it, wouldn't we?"

With my lips trembling against one another, I nodded.

"Don't fret so," she said. "You've already passed the two biggest tests, you didn't scream and Bobby didn't try to eat your lips. You'll probably live." She reached into the inner pocket of her jacket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. "You smoke?"

I shook my head.

"Mind if I do?"

I shook my head again.

"What did I tell you about lying?" she asked, lighting up. "You'll have to forgive me. I started before we knew it was so bad for you." She paused to giggle. "Marlboro was a lady's cigarette back then." She took a drag, then turned and pushed the window open before blowing the smoke outside.

"Now," she said, looking back to me. "Why don't you tell us about yourself?"

My shoulders crept toward my neck. "What do you want to know?"

She shrugged in reply. "Whatever you want me to know."

"Well," I began. "I'm from..."

With the van rolling between tree-cloaked mansions and the river, I told her about my childhood, my parents, where I went to college, what I studied, and how I came to be on that wooded slope with Mick.

Norma's eyebrows dropped. "You drove all the way to Dinkytown to get laid?"

"I guess," I said with a shrug. "Kinda silly, huh?"

She shrugged back and tossed the cigarette butt out the window. "I know you could get action there too, but let me have a guess. After being labeled a tramp in high school, it was kinda nice to have some friends who'd be seen with you- so why not come here and do your sleazing?"

"Yeah." The ends of my lips dared creep upward just a bit. "That's nice too."

Norma smiled back. "You're the perfect sacrifice. Pretty. Easy. And not too bright. I think you might even enjoy yourself. Some do, you know."

My lips formed a pout and I wondered why her calling me stupid pissed me off more than the idea that she was about to kill me and somehow thought I might enjoy it.

She reached back into her jacket and brought out a smaller package. Pulling a stick halfway out, she extended it to me. "Big Red. Want some?"

What was I supposed to do, decline a vampire's generosity? I extended my unsteady fingers and accepted her offering. Together, we unwrapped our gum, popped it into our mouths, and began to chew.

No one said another word before we pulled into a dark and otherwise empty parking lot. Instead of stopping there, the driver piloted the van across the asphalt, over a curb, and onto a wide concrete path. I leaned down to peer out the left side of the vehicle as we passed a pair of monolithic, boarded-up buildings- perfect vampire dens.

We continued down a gentle slope and another structure came into view. At first I thought it just a large, round tower, but behind it a long stone wall disappeared into the night. The van traveled past the tower and along the wall until we came to a wide arch sealed by a wooden gate. The wall continued ahead toward some distant trees.

I turned to Norma. "You live in a castle?"

"It's not a castle," she said with a smile, "though I did live here, once upon a time."

The opening of the passenger door grabbed my attention. The pudgy vampire was gone. A heartbeat later, I heard a creak and turned to watch the gates part. The driver pulled the van between the doors and the headlights played across a diamond-shaped courtyard surrounded by a quartet of long, white buildings. We parked at the one point of the diamond. In the distance, at the other point, I could see a narrower, but taller building.

"What is this place?" I wondered aloud.

Norma's brow dropped over her eyes. "Do you know who was president during the Civil War?"

My eyes wandered. My lips twitched. My throat flexed through a dry swallow. I forced my eyes back to hers. "George Washington?"

Norma shook her head and opened the sliding door. "You spend too much time in clubs. This is an old fort from the 1800s, one of those living historical sites where the employees play various characters from the period. It's closed for the season- makes a nice cozy place where we can make a little noise and not be disturbed."

My head leaned to one side. "And you have the key?"

"Some of us work for the historical society. I guess you might call us history buffs." She smiled and nodded toward where the other female vampire closed the gates. "Mathilda plays a cook here all summer. A few of the men portray soldiers."

My blinking eyes fell to the ground. "But, you're, uh, vampires, right?"

"Hey," she said with a giggle, "for a floozy, you're pretty quick."

My lips formed a pout again. "And this place is open during the day, right?"

Norma's head began to move in a slow bob and a broad smile spread across her face. "Oh, that," she said. "Another myth. C'mon, I can tell you about that on the way." She started walking across the courtyard and I fell into step beside her.

"Back in the day," she began, "we used to avoid the sun- and we still do, to a lesser extent. You think you need UV protection?" She paused to guffaw. "And our eyes! Ouch. Back then we didn't come out except at night- we really couldn't or our skin would've been a cracked mess in no time. Now, with sunscreen, some makeup, sleeves, and shades, we can be out for a little while and do ok."

"So the sun doesn't turn you to ashes," I asked, "like in that movie with Brad Pitt?"

"No," she replied, "although I did rather like that flick."

"So it's realistic other than that part?"

She giggled again. "No. I just like Brad Pitt."

We walked a few more steps in silence before Norma stopped. The other vampires continued into the building ahead while she turned to me.

The Making of a Young Woman

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Jess was 18 and at that difficult time somewhere between girlhood and womanhood. She’d gone through a religious phase and was still part of various church groups. In truth, her faith was dwindling as she realised that most of the people in these groups were hypocrites. Pat, her boyfriend, was the leader of the church rock band. This below average ensemble only served to puff up several already over inflated egos. Musically they were awful but I guess their hearts were in the right place.

 

Jess was very good looking and

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I’d always had a thing for her. Her longish dark hair, dark eyes and pale skin were stunning. She had a great body although she was inclined to wear jeans or trousers too much. Occasionally I’d seen Jess and Pat kissing and it was at those times I noticed that she probably wasn’t getting what she wanted out of the situation. It’s funny how these things become apparent. They argued from time to time and when they did Pat somehow seemed even more unfeeling and controlling.

 

I’m no fool and it seemed to me that Jess needed a genuine caring man, real passionate physical love and a lot less of the religious thing.

 

What could I do about it, I thought?

 

Things began to develop sooner than I expected when we all went off to one of those religious open air festivals for the weekend. Tents and camping gear were all we needed and despite the fact that Jess and Pat were supposed to be an item it was obvious that sharing a tent didn’t mean they were making love. Maybe he didn’t believe in sex before marriage? Whatever the case Jess looked like she could do with some real loving.

 

The weekend passed and we all returned home. The fact that there had been so many phonies in one place hadn’t helped Jess’s religious crisis. She needed a friend and fast.

 

I had to take my chance. I’d overheard Jess saying that she was home alone the following day. I’d also heard Pat say he was working at the local supermarket. Jess’s parents had divorced and her mother worked. Her brother would be at school. This was my chance!

 

I arrived at Jess’s house around noon and rang the door bell. The door opened and Jess stood there clearly surprised to see me. She was dressed in a grey tee-shirt and stretchy training pants. She looked good in anything and her curves were clearly on display giving me a tingle of anticipation in my groin.

 

“Can we talk”, I asked.

 

“Oh…..come in Jack”, she replied with a puzzled look on her face.

 

I followed Jess through to the lounge where she flopped onto the sofa. She clearly wasn’t wearing a bra and the cold air in the doorway had made her nipples stand out. I couldn’t take my eyes off them and I’m sure she noticed.

 

“Listen Jess”, I began, “I want talk as a friend. We ARE friends?” I said seeking confirmation.

 

“Of course Jack, what do you want to talk about?”, she replied.

 

We talked for about 20 minutes or so about her weekend and how I noticed she hadn’t looked happy. She was surprised it had been so obvious and admitted that things had been strained on both the romantic and religious fronts. I told her she needed a caring ear and not unexpectedly she really opened up to me telling me how much she cared for Pat and although he said he loved her it just didn’t feel that way. I spotted tears filling her eyes at which point I moved over to the sofa beside her, put my arm round her and pulled her head onto my chest.

 

“I didn’t mean to upset you Jess”, I said stroking her hair gently. “I’ve always liked you Jess”, I continued, “And I think you need some real love and attention”

 

Jess looked up at me and said “Jack……”

 

Before she could finish, I couldn’t stop myself and leaning forward I kissed her lips. They were soft and warm but she kept them closed

 

“Jack, don’t” she said as she pulled back.

 

Ignoring her I kissed her again and this time I allowed my tongue to brush her bottom lip. Her arms which had been holding me back firmly suddenly gave way just a little as her lips opened and our tongues met.

 

Jack, please don’t” she gasped, as our kiss became full and deep and her hand snaked round my neck stroking me gently. My heart already pounding with excitement and anticipation, quickened even more. Jess was clearly turned on as we kissed more and more passionately and her breath grew shorter and shorter. Occasionally we stopped and gazed into each others eyes just to confirm what we both were feeling. She knew I wanted her and I now knew she wanted me but was her desire strong enough? I had to up the stakes.

 

As we kissed I had been stroking Jess’s neck and occasionally her legs. She liked being touched and stroked and it was obvious that passion had been missing from her relationship with Pat. Slowly I slid my hand round to her stomach just under her tee-shirt. The touch of my hand on her soft skin made her gasp and I could feel her unconsciously willing my hand to touch her in other places. She squirmed as she felt sensations in the pit of her stomach and between her legs. Continuing to caress her, my thumb brushed the bottom of her left breast. Again I brushed it and then slowly slid my hand over her beautiful breast circling her erect nipple with my fingers. Jess moaned and her whole body became limp in my arms. She was mine to devour and all thoughts of Pat were a distant memory at least for now.

 

“Jack…Oh Jack” she gasped as my hand now caressed her breasts and I gently lifted her tee-shirt up so I could suck those wonderful nipples. Sucking and nibbling, Jess continued to lose control and give herself over to her needs and desires.

 

From her writhing I knew that she was soaking her panties with love juice. My cock was rock hard, throbbing and screaming to be released but first I had to get to that pussy, the place I had thought about for months. I edged my hand just under the waist band of her slacks. The elasticated waist stretched easily to allow my hand inside. To my surprise Jess was wearing a thong, probably to warm up the backward Mr Pat. I slipped my hand inside and soon found her pussy lips, soaking wet and waiting to be parted. Her partly shaven pussy gave way willingly to my advancing fingers as I pushed them as far inside as I could. Jess moaned and moaned and moaned again sucking my tongue hard and taking as much of it into her mouth as she could as I pushed my fingers in and out of her and alternately fingered her clitoris.

 

“I have to suck that” I said. Her eyes gave me all the permission I needed as I pulled her slacks off and removed her thong. Throwing herself back on the sofa and legs wide apart I pushed my face between her thighs, tongue as deep inside her as I could, then onto her clitoris sucking and teasing it as she quickly came to her first orgasm. It was huge! What have you been missing, I thought to myself, as I delighted in my prowess!!

 

Giving her a few moments to regain her breath we started kissing again.

 

“We can’t stop now”, I said as I gazed into her eyes again.

 

“I know” she gasped.

 

“Touch me” I said, almost begging her.

 

“You have to show me”, she said

 

I unbuckled, slipped off my jeans and boxer shorts and guided her hand to my erect tool.

 

“Gosh” she gasped again, “It’s huge”

 

Not really, I thought to myself and thinking how small Pat’s must have been!

 

Soon I had shown Jess exactly how to pleasure me and she quickly got into the swing.

 

“Suck me Jess”, I pleaded and with that she bent down and put her soft lips round the head of my cock. For someone who claimed never to have done this before she was an expert. Sliding my whole cock in and out of her soft mouth, she licked and sucked in all the right places. Faster and faster my cock went in and out of her mouth and as she felt me coming to a climax I gripped her head and  I gave her all I had in a series of incredible spasms. Quickly realising she liked it she swallowed every last drop.

 

Lying back I kissed her passionately again and rolled in between her legs.

 

“Jack, I’m……It’s my first time….I thought it would be Pat….”, she whispered half heartedly.

 

“Don’t worry Jess, we both need this now”, I reassured her as the head of my cock slipped inside her slowly and easily. Jess gasped in anticipation and gripped me tightly. Jess was tight, no doubt about it, so I slowly and carefully pushed my way through her maidenhead. She gripped me even more tightly as the slight pain she was feeling gradually gave way to more and more passion and desire. I thrust all the way in hard as she spread her legs wide giving me maximum penetration. Harder and harder we ground together until she reached her second orgasm, which was even bigger than the first. I soon realised that Jess liked to kiss deeply as she came which only made me focus harder on the intense feeling in my groin as I too came again pumping my juices deep inside her.

 

We lay together for some time kissing each other gently and stroking each other in an intimate way that neither of us had contemplated a few hours earlier.

 

We cleaned up and arranged to see each other again the next day and as we kissed goodbye I was sure I could see Pat disappearing in her eyes.

 

Southern Comfort

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Southern Comfort

By Badlybent

The construction site was hot and dusty so I stopped by the Brass Tap for a draft to wash away the grit and have a monster grease- burger with the accompanying truck load of fries to refuel.

The Tap is a honky-tonk or a roadhouse depending on what part of the south you’re in. It’s just far enough out of town to be out of site out of mind of the local Baptist Christian Ladies Association United Against Fun chapter, which means it’s a beer joint. No wine fancy or otherwise. Doesn’t even sell whisky.

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"4" face="Arial">The joint’s attractions are, cheap beer, cheap food, loud music and oh yes a cheap woman now and then. It’s a boots and jeans kind of place. Hiking boots, construction boots, cowboy boots and their female counterparts. A suit would be as out of place as a pole cat at a church picnic.

There’s a dance floor and damned good country rock on Friday and Saturday. A couple of pool tables fill the little back room and an ancient TV that still sort of shows color hangs over the bar and takes care of the sports crowd. A little something for everyone.

There might even be what you call your gentleman’s disagreement in the parking lot now and then but nobody ever get seriously hurt. Not a knife and gun club sort a place. It ain’t the Ritz or your family place but a safe place to take a date and get loose now and then. If she’s a good old girl that is.

Long days make for more work so the crowd arrives later in the summer and not a lot was happening. I kicked back, ordered a pitcher and sat at the bar shooting the shit with George and waited for the show to start. Friday nights at the Tap are always a show of some kind.

George is the owner

After a while the beer worked it’s usual magic and I headed off to leak my lizard and at the door I came up short. There was a chick standing at the sink fussing with her hair. Not that it need it, I thought. She had flowing red hair that draws attention to her like a porch light draws bugs on a hot southern night. Her name was Violet.

Violet is what you would call cute in a slutty sort of way. Not gorgeous but cute. You wouldn’t kick her out of bed or gnaw you’re arm off getting away the next morning by any means. She’s a little young but not jail bait. George runs a clean place. He doesn’t put up with that shit.

She wears short skirts and low cut tops. She’s not afraid to show some skin on a warn humid night. Boobs could be bigger but she’s got nice legs and a great ass.

Violet’s always with some dude though. Usually one of the frat-rats that come over from the local college. The band wasn’t set up yet but I’d seen her dancing to the jukebox with some geek or other I’d never seen. Just another college looser to me.

“Uh…I gotta go.” I said.

“Sorry, the other one was in use and I had to go really bad too.“ She said.” Well…Come on in. Go ahead, I won’t look.” She went back to primping in the streaked, dirty, mirror.

I hesitated a second but nature made the decision for me. I wasn’t about to piss my pants waiting on her to get out. Not being exactly your high class establishment, the one urinal is beside the sink and there isn’t once of those privacy things between the two.

I got my streaming going good, glanced over, and noticed that Violet was indeed standing there watching me piss.

“I cheated.” she said, giggling, not the least bit embarrassed.

She didn’t look away and I’m not the kind that can stop in mid-piss so I just shook my head and continued to let fly. If she wanted a free show, what the hell. “Damn beer,” I said. “This is the only trouble with the stuff.”

I made conversation like this was the most normal thing in the world. Well what the hell else are you going to do. “So what do you think Violet,” I asked shaking off and turned to face her, dick in hand.

“I’ve seen worse. I’d say he’s got potential.” she said.

“So you know my name? You’re Greg, right?” She licked her lips. “Can I touch?”

I nodded yes to both I guess because she reached out and stroked my dick which by now was making like Pinocchio’s nose, getting longer and harder. And that’s the by-god’s truth if I ever told it.

“Umm,” she mewed. “I think I woke up the one-eyed snake.”

“Uhh…Violet, we’re not going to be alone here long somebody else’s gonna need to piss.”

“Yes…I suppose…” she pouted…then brightened. “We could go out back if you want to.”

“And?”

“And do what you’re "little man" wants. What else silly?”

She hadn’t let go and by now my ”little man”, being a very cleaver little guy, was standing in full salute to her ministrations.

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“What about your boyfriend?” I nodded toward the barroom.

“Not a boyfriend. Just a date. He’s decided he likes Rachael better though.”

Now that brought a real grin to both of us. Rachael is gay. Everyone knows that. Well almost everybody I guess. But someone else was fixing to find out.

“His loss.” Violet said.

Screwing some bar pick-up out behind The Brass Tap on a hot southern summer night isn’t exactly an original thing. The place is an institution going back to prohibition days when it was a speakeasy. You could write a couple of whose-who books on all the county gentry that’s got laid back there but it was a first for this rebel lad.

I soon found myself out behind the dumpster enclosure. Which is hallowed ground sanctified by hundreds if not thousands of other horny couples. My hand found it’s way up Violets miniskirt rubbing her sweet young pussy through polyester bikini panties while she stroked my rock hard cock with equal ardor.

The place smelled like…well…a dump but it’s amazing what the fine combination of alcohol plus sex will do for you. Violet smelled sweet, hot and young. Nothing else mattered. Her velvet tongue tasted of honey, of Budweiser and of desire as we moaned our lust into each other’s mouth. The girl was an excellent kisser and soon we were gasping, grouping and dry humping like the end of the world was coming and only our coupling stood in Satan’s very path.

We broke contact long enough for Violet to make with the bend-over, flip her little skirt up and for my pants to hit the ground. I yanked her panties down, spread her upturned cheeks and frantically sought her honey hole, the pearly gates of creation itself.

“God, oh god, hurry. Get it in I can’t wait.” I could see that she was already rubbing her love button from the front as my dick made contact and slid home.

“Ahh…” I pushed on up inside, her vagina a tight pink glove grasping my hardness. “Jesus Violet.” I said as her pussy milked my cock.

“Pound me Greg. God, just fuck the shit out of me.”

With an invite like that, what’s a young horny construction worker supposed to do. I wound up and laid the wood to her. I slammed and she humped. Nothing fancy or sophisticated, just a good old fashioned southern pipe laying.

“Hard Greg. Fuck me hard cowboy.” Not to be out done she leaned into the task and matched me stroke for stroke, hump for hump.

The girl’s passion was over the top. She was working it so hard I paused in amazement to watch her hungry ass consume my cock.

“What…Why did you stop? God don’t stopppp…”

“Just watching.” I said and slapped her pretty ass. "Go get it girl. Ride-em cowgirl.” I grinned and slapped her upturned butt again picking up the pace once more. “Gonna get you off gal. Make you cum like an earthquake. Go get’em.” Another slap punctuated my desire. If anything she just laid into it more.

My cock could feel her cunt spasm time after time as small orgasms hit her. She was getting close to the big one and I couldn’t hold out much longer either. Her pussy was driving me crazy. The girl was a fuck’en treasure.

“Ahh…” she shuddered and slammed back against me so hard she almost knocked me down. Her pussy clamped down like a vise, holding, gripping. “Ahh…Oh god yes…YES…”

Violet is a screamer. She sure enough lets the world know when she get‘s there. God love a duck, she’s a trip.

“Cumming…” I shuddered in turn as my cock unleashed a torrent of baby juice. None of this pull out and squirt in her face shit. No rubber. One hundred percent pure rebel cum flooded her vaginal canal as spasm after spasm empted my balls filling her tank to overflowing. The excess ran down her legs re-christening this little patch of southern ground.

We collapsed laughing at ourselves, at the deed we had done and at the pure unadulterated joy of being just young and alive.

“Well, wasn’t that just something.” I said. I hadn’t even bothered to pull my pants up yet. “Guess I owe you a drink or something. What’da you think?”

“Or something…Hmm.” she said. “You could take me home and play some more. That is if you wanted to?”

“What about what’s his name when he figures out he ain’t getting no-where with Rachael and comes looking for you?”

“I’d say fuck him but I wouldn’t mean it.” She took my hand. “Come on cowboy get your pants up. We‘re gonna go get us some desert.”

My old pickup tore a right big patch in the gravel parking lot spinning rubber as we tore off into the night hunting more Southern Comfort.

“Yee..Hawwww! Ya’ll cum now ya hear.

THE END…Or maybe not. Experience informs this old boy that you can’t get too much Southern Comfort.

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For the uninitiated. Southern Comfort is a brand of whisky. Powerful stuff. You may find Jesus in one bottle and the Devil in the next.

Thanks for reading this little story. The Brass Tap was a real place. Violet was real but my memory fails me as to her real name. So many years, so much shit. The story is a fictional condensation of a lot of shit that went down there when I was wild, young and free. Comments and feedback are welcome.

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The Unselfish Lover

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                       The Unselfish Lover (Part one )

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On a nice sunny day in March, I was sitting at home alone. The small breeze of the wind had t

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he trees waving gently at their own shadows. Cars driving by , the sounds of horns blowing, children playing, and a dog barking. The sound of a typical city.

I live on the second story of an apartment complex. I had plenty of neighbors, but I chose to keep to myself, to avoid problems with other neighbors. The majority of the neighbors were married, or common law marriage. I would sit in my window, and watch the couples go places together, sometimes I would hear them argue. It was just normal couple disagreements. Nothing major.

I was single, and hating it. I wanted to feel true love for the very first time. I have had boyfriends, but they didn’t want real love. I wasn’t good in relationships. I didn’t understand why they would end in a brief time.. I don’t sleep around, nor did I tease men, to make them think I would sleep with them.

 I'm an attractive black woman, and it was told to me that I intimidate men. Men think because I'm so pretty that I wouldn’t give them the time of day. So I was rarely approached.

 Going through some unpleasant relationships, I would know when a man was attracted to me, but I wouldn’t give him eye contact. Fear of being hurt again. I would feel his eyes on me, and I would drop my head or look away.

Being so use to being by myself for years, I had grown custom to it. I would get on my computer and go into the chat rooms.

I had online buddies, no one I knew personally.

One day my computer crashed, so I called a friend of mine and asked her who did she get to fix her computer. She told me of this guy who fixes computers, for a little bit of nothing. So she called him and asked him would he take a look at mine. He told her he would, and she gave him my address. He arrived in 45 minutes

I didn’t know much about technology and computers. All I knew was basic things, like how to surf the web, check my email, and use the word pad.

I watched him when he had pulled up in front on my building. He was driving a very nice truck.

When he got out of his truck, he was  on the phone having a conversation with someone. I had recognized him from church, and he had a distinguished look about himself. He was very handsome. I thought back to a fashion show that the church was giving. I was helping out with the children, and he was the photographer, and he was taking many shots of me, with a big smile on his face.

When he knocked on my door, I said to him, I recognized you from church, he said he remembers also.

So I invited him in, and showed him the computer. He turned it on, and the screen said something foreign to me. He knew what the problem was. He pushed a few buttons, and the Windows XP started up.

I asked him was it that simple, and he said yes, just to start it up. He then told me the other problems with it. He messes around with for a while trying to find out what exactly what was wrong with it. He then excused himself, to go to his truck, to get his computer software, which are different software c.d's.

When he came back in the house, he installed, different things that I needed that I didn’t have.

Most of the time I was quiet, just watching him in amazement. He told me that it needed other things installed that he had left at home. He said he would return the following day. He then took his tools back to his truck, and he then lit a cigarette. I just started laughing, and he had a strange look upon his face. I told him I was hiding the fact that I smoke, because smoking sometimes offends others. At that point I went in my pocket and got me a cigarette and lit it. He stood there and we conversated for about an hour, and he then said he had to leave.

 The next day he returned around , and he brought other things to try to fix my pc. He talked about his love for computers and he taught himself everything to know by taking them apart, and finding out what makes them work. I told him I wanted to be able to get on the internet, but he said I needed something else, and he had one that I could use. Well the day went by, and he stopped working on the computer, and it was time to leave. So we said our goodbyes and he started up his truck, then he rolled down his window and told me to look for his earpiece to his phone, he think he left it. So I said okay I’ll go look right now. He then said no don’t look right now, wait, it'll give me a reason to come back, and I smiled.

That told me that he was attracted to me. I thought to myself, damn, he's married.

The next day he came back, but now it was different, because I knew he liked me, and I kind of liked him too, but I figured he was married. When he walked in the door he had a computer with him, and he told me that mines had major problems, so I could use his. He didn’t even know me but he gave me one of his. That’s when I seen that he was a very nice man. I really appreciated that.

 He set up the internet, and put special things on it for me, and personally set it up like it was mines. He was very thoughtful.

I took the computer in my bedroom, since he set it up for my personal use.. It should be in my room for easy access.

The days went by, and I looked forward to seeing him. Now after he has everything set up for my use, he then started showing me how to use everything he had installed on the computer.

  When I would type something and got stuck, he would put his hand over mine to move the mouse, he done this frequently.

He told me that he enjoyed our conversations, and I did too. I then asked him was he married, and he laughed, and said no.

That was a breath of fresh air. He made frequent visits. As a matter of fact, he came over every day.

One day I as I sat at my computer, he just stared at me, and planted a kiss on me. I was so in shock, I didn’t know what to do, but kiss him back. But the kiss was aggressive, and I didn’t like it. But I didn’t say anything about. It got to the point that we were boyfriend and girlfriend. But the kisses I didn’t like. He is a very understanding person, so I decided to gently discuss the issue.

I asked him would he mind if I showed him how I would like for him to kiss me, and he agreed. So I kissed on his lips nice and sweet. I licked his lips with the tip of my tongue. then kissed him softly, and slid my tongue in his mouth, barely touching his tongue with mine and our lips met, and from there it was the most passionate kiss ever. He got aroused and I felt him, and it made me hot.

We stared into each others eyes, and he said he could get use to that kind of kiss because he enjoyed it. I asked him what sign was he, and he told me that he was a Scorpio, and I smiled and told him I was also. He then stated the myths about Scorpios. I told him, it's true, we are very sexual people.

We had gotten comfortable with each other now. We started sitting in his truck to the wee hours of the night just laughing, talking and getting to know each other. This became an everyday thing.

 One night as we were sitting in the truck, he had parked in my mom’s driveway. He got in the second seat and relaxed and asked me to join him, so I did. He held me in his arms, and we just talked and listened to music. We fell asleep for a while, just being so relaxed in each others arms. It felt so good to be held, and not expected to put out. This was a real man. He never made a move on me, and the intensity of the sexual side of us was there, but it wasn’t rushed, it was time consuming. We had plenty of times to make love but we didn’t.

He told me that he didn’t want to make love to me; he just wants to taste me. So he kissed me on my neck, released the snap of my bra, and licked on my ears. He so understood when I told him that I had never expressed with anyone before.

I told him while he was licking on me that I’ve never felt an orgasm. I have had wet dreams, and the feelings I would get in my vagina I never had felt in reality. I also told him that I would masturbate from time to time, but I wanted a man to give me that pleasure that I gave myself.

 He took his hand and slowly moved it down while he was kissing me, looking into my eyes with the deepest look of concern on his face. He told me he's going to be that man. He explained to me that many men don’t have enough patience to satisfy a woman’s need, they only think of getting there orgasm, not hers. He explained to me as he was touching me that he was there to satisfy my sexual needs. As he kissed on my neck, he moved his fingers down, and unbuttoned my pants. He slid his fingers inside of my panties and started to caress my vagina, it was very pleasing. He then looked into my eyes, and told me, that after him, I wont settle for less.

He put his finger inside of me, and asked me did I like it, and I moaned yes to him. He told me to tell him where to touch me. In detail I told him where my hot spots are. He touched me, and caressed me with such sensual looks at me. He knew I wanted him, but he didn't give himself to me. I told him, I wanted him, and he said not yet boo. He told me to just lay back and enjoy what he was about to do to me. I was totally relaxed with him, I loved him every second that he spent making love to me with his words and his hands. Finally the moans got louder, his strokes were more aggressive. My body was on fire. Every inch of my body, was trembling with desire. I told him I love him, and then he pulled my panties all the way off. He began to suck on my breasts, then he told me now he wanted to taste my cum. So he started licking me from head to toe. Moved his way back to my mid portion and licked on my stomach, then he opened my legs, and kissed me on my inner thighs, licked on my second pair of lips, my body was feeling something it had never felt before, and we hadn’t even had sex yet. Then he opened up my vagina and licked up and down, and all around. He stuck his tongue inside of me and tongue fucked me. The feeling was so intense. He constantly asked me did I like the feeling, and I just moaned yes to him.

That warm feeling of desire, was like oh my God, what is happening to me. I clutched on to his hands, and called out his name, and told him I love him so much. He got more aggressive, my body was about to explode, I held on to him for dear life, then all of a sudden, my vagina started throbbing, and pulsing, and I came. I moaned so loud that I had to grab on to something to cover my mouth. He was so into satisfying me that time went by in an hour and thirty minutes, that we didn’t realize how long he had been down there.

The tension was high, because we were sitting in his truck parked in my moms driveway, but it felt so good that if the police had come I wouldn’t of let him stop.

After he made sure I was satisfied, he got up, kissed me, and told me he loves me too. I never have had an experience like that.

He still wouldn’t make love to me, and he knew I wanted him. But he refused to. He said he was here to satisfy my needs, but in due time I'll get all of him.

The days went by, and we were very close, and I was so much in love with this man. He told me how beautiful I am, he told me I am his princess. He started bringing me gifts. Taking me places, and keeping my gas tank filled up.

 As the days pass we were inseparable, when you saw him, you saw me. He constantly hugs me and show affection to me.

He finally told me that he had been wanting me from the first time he saw me. He said he just wanted to fuck me, with no strings attached. But when he got to know me, he wanted a relationship with me and fell in love with me.Â

I still had issues from my past relationships, but I wanted to be with him. He was different. So caring and giving. So sincere.

I loved everything about him. He wanted me to masturbate in front of him. So I did. He wanted me to give myself multible orgasms.

As I touched myself he had a look of amazement on his face, he got aroused by just watching me.Watching my facial expressions he was also rubbing and touching on me.

Looking back at my past relationships, they were nothing compared to this..

As the month progresses we done normal things that couple do. He took me shopping, holding on to me while we're walking. He shows so much affection, till I still think i'm dreaming, but I pinch myself, and realize it's not a dream it's reality.

One night he said he wanted to take me for a ride, so I agreed to go, and he took me to this beautiful place called Paradise. He blindfolded my eyes, a few minutes before we arrived there. He said to me tonite will be a night to remember. He stopped the truck, got out and opened my door. He took me to a room and told me to put on the dress that was hanging in there.He told me to put back on the blindfold when I was dressed, so I did. He took my hand and told me not to peep. So I didnt, but my ears were open to the sounds I heard around me. I heard the sound of water, soft music, and the smell of something that smelled very delightful. He led me thru some doors and up a couple of steps. He stood behind me, and pulled out a chair, and had me to sit. Then he removed the blindfold from my eyes. When I opened my eyes, I was speechless. I was in paradise.This place so beautiful, it had ice scultures all around.

A waterfall of champagne and tropical fruit to be eaten. The table was set for two. It had fruit, champagne glasses, hand sewn napkins. The food was delicious. He fed me from his plate, I fed him from mine. He got up out of his chair, and came on my side of the table, and reached for my hand, for us to dance. The music that played was music that you don’t hear much. It was very sensual, romantic music. I enjoyed it. We danced and held each other; he once again told me that he loved me.

As we danced the manager of Paradise came and whispered something in his ear.

He then cut our dance off, and with a smile on his face, gently pulled me towards him, and said lets go. So I grabbed my jacket and he helped me put it on, and he told me to put back on my blind folds.

I felt my heart race, thinking what else could be going on. He led me to an elevator. I could hear the sounds of the floor stops, and the feeling of going up. He looks at me and said what are you smiling at? I was saying to myself that this man is one that is extremely romantic, and I love every minute that he shares with me. Finally we reach the designated floor, and we get off of the elevator, I can feel him gripping my hand tighter. He says to me just be patient boo, I feel your going to bust, you have to remain calm and patient. I was about to explode. So I took a deep breath, and exhaled. I then heard the door behind me close. He then reminded me, that after him, if it be any man, that he was going to have to know how to please me in all ways.

He still would not let me take off the blind fold, and had me to sit on a chair. He told me again not to peep, as he excused himself. I then heard the sound of running water. Curiosity was building up, and I wanted so bad to peep just a little, but I knew that I was in good hands, and didn’t peep.

My other 4 senses had been kicking in strong, since he had me blindfolded. I could smell the fragrance of fruit, and he knew that I love fruit scent fragrances. I also heard the water suddenly stop running. Shortly after hearing the water stop, I could feel him at me knees. I felt around, and touched his face, I felt for his lips, and pulled him close to me and I wanted him to know how much I’m enjoying it, and I kissed him on his soft sweet lips. He then caressed my legs, from thigh to toe, and pulled me closer to him and unzipped me dress. He took his time and gently pushed down the sleeves of my dress, as he kissed on my neck. Once he had the dress midway down, I felt him stand to his feet, and pull me up to him, and continued to unzip the rest of the dress. It fell to the floor. I felt a quick breeze come upon me, as I was so hot for him.

Still being blindfolded he guided my hands towards his chest, for me to unbutton his shirt.

But I unbuttoned his pants first, unzipped then and let the fall to the floor. At the same time, we both stepped away from our garment on the floor. He told me that he’s going to make this a night that I’ll never forget. I proceeded to unbutton his shirt, and I kissed on his chest. I went to his left nipple, and gently started to bite and nibble on it. He was getting aroused and I was having a feeling of ecstasy. He guided me to the bathroom, I knew because I felt the coldness of the floor under my feet, and I could feel the vibration of the Jacuzzi. He told me that he wants to wash my body, and me wash him. He led me to the Jacuzzi and told me to lift up my leg and step in.

The water was just right. I felt bubbles all around me, He took a small drop of bubbles and put it on my nose, and licked it off. He then said aren’t you tired of the blind folds? I said I’m in paradise baby. So he then removed the blind folds and the place was beautiful. The bathroom was huge.

The counters had two sinks with golden accents. There were pink and red rose peddles surrounding me and in the Jacuzzi. Candles were pink and red. He said the red represents his love for me, and the pink is my favorite color, and it also represents marriage.

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After School Lessons

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CHAPTER 1

Extra-Credit

Thursday Afternoon, April



It was a quiet Thursday afternoon at St. Christopher Catholic
School. The sun was beaming down, for a total temperature of 95
degrees. It was hotter than hell, and Christof just wanted to get the
out of his Science class. There wasn’t anything to do at this school,
and it was all boring crap Christof would learn eventually. There was
an exception, however, to the “Everything here is boring” rule.
Christofs’ science teacher, Ms.Thorton.



Ms. Thornton was the ONLY reason Christof ever went to science
class. If not for her, Christof wouldn’t even come to this school. For
a woman of 30, she was VERY attractive. All the girls in school had to
wear these VERY se
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xy plaid skirts, but Christof

Would rather have seen Ms. Thornton wearing one. Just by looking,
you could tell her skin was smooth, but Christof had longed to touch
it… but not like a rape sort of thing. That’s gross. Christof didn’t
swing that way.



“All right class, turn to page 332.” Ms. Thornton demanded.
Christof thought that she would be a very demanding person, but that
was fine. She was most likely worth it- NO! she was TOTALLY worth it.
*PLOP!* “Oh… that’s the third time today…” Ms. Thornton said, bending
over, exposing her pink cotton panties. Christof looked with a
perverted gaze. This was one of the views Christof hoped would go on
forever. As Ms. Thornton bent back up, her black rimmed glasses nearly
falling off, she caught Christof stealing a look at her snatch. She
looked at him and smiled, doing a quick wink. OH MY GOD! Did Ms.
Thornton just give Christof a kinky wink? Christof could feel himself
getting a hard on. This was way too awesome for him to forget.



“All right class, your dismissed.” Ms. Thornton said. Everyone
started getting up to leave, when Ms. Thornton said,” Excuse me,
Christof? Can you wait after class? I need to discuss something with
you.” Christof was feeling more than a little uncomfortable, his hard
on still going strong. Holy crap. Was Ms. Thornton going to confront
him on the panty look? Christof no longer had a hard on, instead, it
was replaced with a cold sweat. This was going to kill Christof inside.
Ms. Thornton was going to think Christof was perverted! Well, he was,
and he was quite proud of it, but she couldn’t know!



Everyone in the class had left, except for Christof of course. I
mean, WHAT THE HELL! Christof was a guy, and a guy has needs! “Well
Chris, do you want to tell me what you were looking at while I was
picking up my book?” Ms. Thornton said. I’m sure she knew what I was
looking at, but I was probably going to have to give either an
explanation to Ms. Thornton or the vice principal, so he decided he’d
rather explain it to a woman than some old guy in his 50’s who would
treat him harshly for seeing Ms. Thornton’s snatch before he did.
“Well, as you were bending over, and I’ll tell you the truth, I was
looking at the white board. I was writing down the homework.” FUCK
THAT! Christof wasn’t going to tell Ms. Thornton what he was REALLY
looking at! He may want to do her, but that blatant honesty would most
likely get him in trouble, or worse, expelled! Then he would never get
to look at Ms. Thornton again! Quite a dilemma.



“Well Chris, I know what you were really looking at. I’m very hurt
that you couldn’t be honest with me. So, you’re going to have to make
it up to me.” Ms. Thornton said with a soothing, yet cold stare. “Umm…
Make it up to you?” Christof was confused. What would she make him do?
“Yes, you’re going to do something for me. You are going to give me a
backrub, and you had better make it a good one. I’m very tense after
the classes today.” If there were a sound effect for an instant boner,
you would insert it here. Christof was living a dream! He was going to
get to give the hottest teacher on campus a backrub. It wasn’t sex or
anything, but it was a start. “Well… alright…” Christof said with
caution. What if this was just a big joke? What if the school was
actually cruel enough to torture a student like this? The thought left
instantly after she let him get started.


“Umm, is this okay?” Christof asked, not wanting her to think that
he was aggressive. “That’s…that’s fantastic…” Ms. Thornton moaned in
delight. Did she really like this? The thought hadn’t crossed
Christofs’ mind yet, in fact, Christof wasn’t thinking about anything
right now. I mean, who would be? If you were giving a hot 30 year old
teacher a backrub, would YOU be thinking of anything but how good she
was in bed? Well if you are thinking of anything else that doesn’t have
to do with your teachers hot body, than your gay. Not that theirs’ any
thing wrong with that.



“Hold on a sec, lemme just lower my shirt so you can get at my back
better” Ms. Thornton said. She slowly unbuttoned her shirt while
Christofs’ mouth was watering at the very sight of it. Never in his
wildest dreams had he of ever thought of this being a reality. Whenever
he would dream fantasies like this, he was always aware that it was a
dream, so he would go through it and then clean his bed sheets. “Chris,
are you thinking about me during class?” Ms. Thornton asked as Christof
still rubbed her shoulder blades, still in awe of her figure. “My name
is Christof” Christof said trying to keep his cool. “All right
Christof, same question.” Ms. Thornton snapped back, Christof still
rubbing her back. Christofs’ boner was STILL going stronger than it had
ever gone before. He thought of the answer for a long time, not wanting
to be to blunt, but finally he answered,” Umm…yes?” Ms. Thornton looked
back at Christof through her square, black rimmed glasses and said,”
Christof, do you touch yourself to fantasies about me?”



The question dumbfounded Christof. Never in his life had he been
asked such a straight forward question. “Well you don’t have to answer.
I already know the answer.” Ms. Thornton said sensually looking back in
front of her with a slight smile on her face. “Here, this would be
easier without my shirt” Ms. Thornton said,” You’d like that wouldn’t
you?” Christof was trying to conceal his hard on, but Ms. Thornton
noticed once she stood up to take her shirt off. “Maybe I should lock
the door” Ms. Thornton said “Wouldn’t want someone to walk in on us.
They might get the wrong idea.” She said unbuttoning her shirt. She
casually walked over to the door to lock it and threw her shirt on the
nearby chair. Christof was still sweating, nervous at the actions that
might come to be. Ms. Thornton opened her drawer and pulled out a
bottle and said,” Maybe this would be easier with some lotion?” HOLY
CRAP!







“Umm…what would be easier with lotion?” Christof asked, puzzled as
to why this teacher had chosen him out of all the other guys. Christof
wasn’t the best looking guy in the class. In fact, he was probably the
last the girls would ever pick, but Christof knew that all of the guys
were shallow and the girls would find that out on their own. Maybe
that’s why he was picked… or maybe it was the fact that he was hung
like a horse, but who knows. “Christof, I know how you look at me. Do
you think I haven’t noticed? Almost every class, you try looking down
my shirt or looking up my skirt. It’s kind of hard to miss.” Oh crap,
was it that obvious? “Now, start rubbing. I’m still tense and the
lotion feels good. It’s so creamy and makes me excited.” Christof’s was
turning red from being teased for so long. He put the lotion on his
hands and started to rub again, only glancing at the teacher’s
bountiful breasts. “Ooo…it feels so good… Christof have you done this
before?” She said with a soft smile. “Not that I know of.” Christof
said quickly still dazed at the fact that this was actually happening.



“Christof…rub harder, it feels good” Ms. Thornton said as she
moaned quietly. Christof rubbed a little harder, hoping that she would
repeat the request. “All right, I think you’ve made it up to me.” Ms.
Thornton said sighing. “But how about some extra credit?” She said with
a devilish smirk. “Umm…Extra credit, Ms. Thornton?” Christof said, a
little more comfortable now. The school, or any reality TV show,
wouldn’t go this far to torture a student, or at least any that
Christof had ever seen, and he watched some pretty fucked up things!
“Well, you see, my chest has been feeling a little sore, and that
lotion felt good on my back, so maybe you can do the same for my
front?” Ms. Thornton said with another one of her exhilarating winks.
Christof had pretty much adjusted to his “penis about to explode”
feeling, so that wasn’t bothering him anymore. Also, Ms. Thornton was
pretty much welcoming him, so that wasn’t bothering him either, so he
got to it.



Ms. Thornton then proceeded to slip off her bra, so Christof could
get at her chest easier, but stopped in mid-unclip of bra strap and
said,” I want to see if you can do it. I’m sure you’ve done it more
than once in your fantasies.” Christof was more than happy to oblige to
her wish. He fondled with the strap for about 3 seconds and then
unbuckled it. Her breasts were amazing looking through her shirt, so
you can guess how good they looked without any cover at all. “Get to
rubbing. That is, if you want to please me.” Ms. Thornton said with a
seductive tone to her voice. Now, Christof was motivated. He squirted
some lotion into his hands and got to rubbing. Her breasts were godly,
not too big and not too small. Christof cupped her firm breasts in his
hands, as Ms. Thornton moaned in ecstasy. He moved his hands in a
back-and-forth motion. “Christof, are you sure you’ve never done this
before?” Ms. Thornton said, eyes closed and still moaning slightly. All
of a sudden her moans got loader. She was now moving massaging her own
breasts, as she pulled Christof down, and kissed him. She moaned loader
and loader until she let out one earsplitting scream and she calmed
down. Christof was still in disbelief as to what had just happened. Had
Ms. Thornton just cummed, and did Christof make her? These questions
raced through his mind until Ms. Thornton said,” How would you feel
about after-school tutoring?”



CHAPTER 2

Permission

Tuesday Morning, April



The next few days were awkward for Christof. After the after-school
encounter, he had to convince his parents to let him get the “tutoring”
that Ms. Thornton was offering. When he had finally gotten his parents
to let him, he eagerly left to school, not being able to wait a minute
sooner. He had been abstaining from masturbation just so he would be
ready for the actions to be, but it was 9:30 at night, and school
wouldn’t be until morning! Christof went right to bed, so he would be
well rested for tomorrow.



Christof awoke early the next morning and walked to school early
the next morning, anxious to tell Ms. Thornton that he had finally
gotten permission. “But wait a minute! I don’t have science until 6th
period!” Christof thought. But Christof had an idea. He was sure she
wouldn’t mind if he went and told her at Break. So Christof waited
patiently until after 3rd period. He then went to her room, eager to
see what her reaction would be. When he reached the room, he knocked
three times. The door slowly opened, and a voice said,” Christof? What
are you doing here so early? You’re supposed to come after school.” Ms.
Thornton said in a surprised voice. “Here, come in. I don’t have a 4th
period.” Ms. Thornton said with a sensual smirk. Christof walked in,
already giddy in a sense that he could guess what was going to happen.
“Well, I’ve come to tell you that I got permission for after school
tutoring!” Christof said with a smile. “All right Christof. Well, I
have to tell you that you’re failing my class, so are you interested in
some more “Extra-credit?” Ms. Thornton said with a wink. “Well, I don’t
know. I do have a fourth period.” Christof said. He really wanted to
stay, but he did have a fourth. Ms. Thornton than grabbed Christof by
the collar and said,” I’ll write ya a note.” She then started to
unbuckle his pants.



“Ooo, Christof, this is the first time I’ve seen the guy
downstairs!” Ms Thornton said, jerking Christof off. “I didn’t know you
were packing like this” MS. Thornton licked the head of Christof’s
dick. She slid his 7” meat in and out of her mouth, working it around
with her tongue. “I’ve bet you’ve had THIS fantasy more than once” Ms.
Thornton said, briefly taking his cock out of her mouth, and then
putting it right back in. Christof was enjoying this, the fact that her
wet mouth was on his cock, and she was moaning up an erotic storm.
“Shouldn’t we lock the door?” Christof said nervously, still enjoying
the awesome blowjob he was getting from his science teacher “Someone
might get the wrong idea.” Ms. Thornton took his cock out of her mouth
briefly, still jerking him off to keep him hard, and said,” Shut up and
fuck my mouth!” Christof needed no more say in the matter. He grabbed
the back of her head and pushed her on his cock. Ms. Thornton was
moaning with a tone of being impressed that she was enjoying sex this
much. None of the guys she had ever gone out with had ever satiated her
needs, in yet, one of her students was fucking her mouth like his life
depended on it. “Ok, I think you’ve earned this. Jerk yourself off for
a sec while I take off my bra” Ms. Thornton ripped off her button down
shirt, spreading buttons everywhere. She then pulled down her pants,
exposing a pair of white cotton panties. “Do you like what you see?” Ms
Thornton said as she rubbed her perfect ass “I’m going to cut the crap
Christof. I want you to fuck me long and fuck me hard. Judging by your
little friend down there, I doubt you’ll refuse” Who needs more
motivation than that?
Christof pulled down her panties, staring in awe of her tight,
shaven pussy and perfectly formed ass. He slammed her on the desk,
doggy style, and slid his cock inside her snatch. She moaned with
pleasure, as Christof accepted the fact that he was about to plow his
hot science teacher. Fuck all the jocks that said he would never get a
girl and that he would be a virgin for life! He was doing it with the
teacher they all wanked off to, and loving every second of it. “Ooo
Christof, fuck me deep! Ahh! Oh!” Christof traversed deeper into his
science teacher’s snatch, not wanting to disappoint. Christof was
feeling’ good, so he changed speeds from moderate to hard and long!
Christof was on the verge of cumming, so he pulled out, giving the cue
that he was going to release. Ms. Thornton grabbed his dick and shoved
it her mouth, and jerked Christof off, practically begging for
Christof’s jizz. “Oh my God! IM GONNA CUM!” Christof announced. Ms.
Thornton took his cock out her mouth for a brief second to say,” You’d
better cum!” and put his dick right back in, right as Christof was
Cumming. Christof had a large load since he hadn’t jerked it in 4 days,
but it wasn’t a problem for Ms. Thornton, who swallowed it whole.
Christof pulled out, his limp dick still wet from his hot teacher’s
mouth. “That….that was fantastic” Christof said softly, still
recovering from the amazing sex. Ms. Thornton stood up, pushing her
black rimmed glasses back up to her eyes. She took off her bra and
reached into one of her desk drawers, revealing one of the plaid skirts
the girls had to wear. “Who said anything about you being done yet?”
She said as she slipped the skirt on, letting out another one of her
winks. Christof got another hard on to finish the job.



Ms. Thornton bent back down, grasping Christof’s cock. She jerked
him off, saying,” I know you stare at my tits every day. How about
takin em’ for a spin?” Ms. Thornton pushed her breasts together and
slid them over Christof’s dick, working them up and down. “Oh Christof,
how many times have you fantasized about this?” Ms Thornton said,
licking the head of his dick, while still jerking him off with her
breasts. Ms. Thornton was moaning loader than she ever had, making it
easier for Christof to cum, since it was exciting him. “Oh crap! I’m
gonna cum again!” Christof said with a look of worry. He wanted this to
go on for SO much longer. “Hold it in for a little bit, big boy! Don’t
worry, it’ll be worth it!” But Christof couldn’t hold it in any longer.
He cummed all over Ms. Thornton’s face and tits, creating a wonderful
mess, to which she just licked off. After cleaning her self off, Ms.
Thornton and Christof fell into a deep and loving French kiss, forcing
tongues down each other’s throats. Ms Thornton took her tongue out and
said,” Be at my house, every day at 7:30 p.m. If I’m not there,
entertain yourself with this.” She threw her bra at him “Incase I’m not
around” She said with one of her winks. “Here’s my address, and don’t
be late.” Christof would NEVER be late for another one of these visits.
“Here’s your note. Now get to class” Ms. Thornton said with a smile.
Christof pulled up his pants and went to history. “Here’s my note sir”
Christof said, and sat down at his desk. His best friend Brian nudged
his shoulder,” Dude, what happened? You get in trouble with Thornton?”
to which Christof replied,” Nah, just doin’ tit- LIT and stuff…..”



CHAPTER 3

Another Thornton to Tend To

Wednesday Night, April



Christof was excited for his first “tutoring” session with Ms.
Thornton. What would happen at her house? Was she impressed with how
well he performed? These questions raced through his mind as he reached
a fancy looking two-story house. “Well, this is the address” Christof
said to himself as he walked up the stone steps. Christof hesitated to
knock. What if she didn’t think he would actually come (no pun
intended)? Well, that was a risk Christof was going to have to take.
She had given him a key to the house, just incase he ever wanted to
surprise her. He unlocked the door and stepped in. “Where is she?”
Christof thought to himself. He walked into the living room and found
no Ms. Thornton., so he decided to “entertain” himself. Christof had
never masturbated in anyone’s house before, but hey, he’d never had sex
with a teacher before a week ago. “Eh, might as well” Christof thought,
whipping out his cock, already hard from thoughts of the actions to be.
Christof had been jacking off for a couple of minutes when he heard a
sound from beyond the closed doors of the living room. Christof only
knew one other person who had doors for his living room, and that was
his best friend, Brian. “Eh, probably just something outside” and
Christof went on jacking. The thoughts and possibilities raced through
his mind, until he heard the door behind him slowly open, and a giggle
caught his ear. He whipped around, just to be looking in the eyes of a
smoking hot female, who just happened to NOT be Ms. Thornton.



She was about 16 years old by the look of her. She was a brunette
with green eyes and a NICE rack, probably about 32D, which made
Christof gaze. He then suddenly remembered that his cock was still out.
In fact, he had been holding it the WHOLE TIME and totally forgot about
it. He quickly tried putting it back in his pants, but putting a 7”
erect penis into your pants is not the easiest thing to do when a
stranger walks in on you. Christof finally put the beast back in the
hole, but the girl had already seen it, and she just smiled. “Um,
hello” Christof said awkwardly. “Oh, don’t let me stop you” The girl
said with a wink. WAIT A MINUTE; Christof recognized this wink, the
wink that had been given to him on that day of school. Could this be
Ms. Thornton’s daughter? “Umm, I’m sorry….I shouldn’t have been doing
that in here…” Christof looked down in shame. “Well, I’m kind of
impressed you had the balls to do that in someone else’s house” The
girl stepped closer,” Now tell me who you are before I call the cops”
she said with a seductive smile. Oh yeah, this was definitely Ms.
Thornton’s daughter. “Well, you’re Ms. Thornton was supposed to tutor
me tonight, but I got bored…” Christof still looked down at his shoes.
“Well, my mom is gone for the next 2 days. I’m surprised she didn’t
tell you that” she said to the 14 year old guy looking down at his
shoes, who had just been masturbating in her house. “Well then I better
go! I’ll just tell her I don’t need tutoring…” Christof strolled over
to his backpack, still embarrassed that he had been caught doing his
dirty deed. He picked up his backpack, still looking down at his black
converse, and started for the door. Christof was almost at the door,
but as he walked past Ms. Thornton’s daughter, she grabbed his arm.
“Mmm, rather muscular eh?” She said looking at him. “Look at me. I want
to see your eyes.”

Christof was hesitant to look up. He wasn’t teary eyed or
anything, he was just really embarrassed. He looked up anyway, just to
look into the soft green eyes of Ms. Thornton’s daughter. Christof had
always had bluish-grey eyes, and he was rather proud of them. He would
usually think most girls would be too. “My names April.” She said
looking straight into his eyes. “What’s yours? I think I have the right
to know since I just caught you wanking off on my couch.” April said
with a rather jolly tone to her voice. “M-mines Christof” Christof
looked back down at his converse. “What grade are you in?” April asked,
not minding that he was still embarrassed. “Umm…err, I’m a freshman in
high school.” Christof said. “You’re kind of shy for a freshman” April
said, bringing Christof’s eyes back up to hers. “Or are you only this
shy when you’re talking to a pretty girl?” April said with a smirk.
That pretty much just hit the nail on the head. “Err….umm that is…..no
comment?” April giggled at the statement. April walked over and sat on
the couch, patting the seat next to her,” Put down you’re backpack and
sit next to me.” April demanded in a happy tone. Christof put down his
backpack, and strolled over to the couch he had been so well
acquainted, plopping down in the seat next to her.


“So…umm…are you mad about the rather lewd act I was committing on
your couch?” Christof asked, not looking at her. This was still a
really awkward moment since he was sitting where he was when he was
committing the act. “Not really. I already said it, but if you want to
hear it again, I’ll tell you. You’ve got balls to wank off on someone
else’s couch like you did.” Christof felt a little less awkward. He got
the impression that she was impressed at what he had done. “Well then,
I’m still sorry…” Christof said shyly. “Well you could make it up to
me, and my mom will never know.” Déjà vu. “Umm…ok, how can I make it up
to you?” Christof said with a dumbfounded expression smacked on his
face. “Why don’t you invite me back to your place?” April said, staring
at Christof expecting a quick answer. “But aren’t you a junior?”
Christof said with a raised brow. “What does that have to do with
anything?” April said with a chuckle. “Well, alright. When do you want
to come over?” Christof inquired. “How about right now? It’s still
pretty early. It’s only 7:30” April said, getting up off the couch and
putting on her shoes. “Well alright, let’s go”



The walk to Christof’s house was rather awkward. April was the same
height as Christof, in fact, she might have been taller. Ms. Thornton
was tall too, but Christof wasn’t thinking about her too much right
now. “All right, this is my house. My parents are out of town for the
week, so I’m home alone” Christof said, unlocking the door to his
two-story house. “Got the house all to yourself, eh big boy?” April
said strolling in to the house and walking up the stairs. Christof
closed the door behind him” April! Where’d you go?” Christof yelled
around the house. “I’m up in your room, little freshman!” Oh great, a
pet name. That wasn’t a great sign. Christof walked up the stairs into
his room, in which to his surprise, April was lying in. “How’d you know
this was my room?” Christof asked. “Well, all of the guy crap kind of
gave it away, and the game systems.” April said with a chuckle.
Christof’s room was a mess. There were dirty clothes on the floor, all
his games were everywhere. April was lying on the only thing clean in
his room, the bed. It was a queen size since Christof’s room was fairly
large, and he had always liked it that way. “I’ll be right back, got to
pee” Christof said, and scurried off without April being able to
formulate a reply. As Christof peed, he did the things he usually does.
Contemplated life, stuff like that. As Christof walked into his room,
April was gone. He stepped closer to the bed,” April? Where are you?”
All of a sudden, Christof felt someone tackling him from behind. He
landed on the bed and flipped around, and there was April, laughing as
she totally dominated him. “Have fun pissing?” she said looking
directly at him. “Well, yes actually, until you totally tackled me.”
April laughed at the freshman. She got off him and lay beside him. “So
about you being at my house. You know, beating off on my couch.” April
said with a smile. She was going about this with a rather positive
attitude. Anyone else’s house and he would have had to pay a fine, and
have to suffer his parent’s wrath. “Were you really that bored?” April
asked. “Yes actually.” Christof said, looking up at the ceiling. April
flipped over on top of him. Her breasts were on his chest and she was
literally a few inches from his face. “I think you’re lying. I think
that you wanted me to notice.” Christof looked back at her with a
slight fear. “I didn’t even know you existed! Wait a minute that came
out wrong…” Christof was bungling up his 1 hour friendship with April.
“You know your screwing up your chances with me?” April said with a
cold and soothing stare, a feature she got from her mother. “Since when
did I have a chance with you? You’re a junior and I’m just a freshman!
You have 2 years on me!” April drew closer to his face. “Just shut up
and make a move.”



CHAPTER 4

Like Daughter, Like Mother

Wednesday Night, April



“Umm, April, were you planning this?” Christof asked. “JUST SHUT UP
AND DO WHAT I TOLD YOU! OH SCREW IT I’LL DO IT!” April yelled. She then
drew into Christof with a long and wet French kiss. Both of their
tongues met in ecstasy, April doing most of the work. Christof got into
the mood and flipped her on her back, only parting their mouths for a
split second, and then putting them right back together. “Now you’re
getting the hang of it!” April said, “Now time for some real fun!”
April pulled away from the kiss and pulled up her shirt, exposing her
pink lace bra. She unhooked it and threw it across the room, landing on
top of Christof’s Nintendo Wii. She shoved her breasts into Christof’s
face, “Get to work!” Christof needing no second command did indeed get
to work. He grabbed her breasts and started groping them, licking one
of her hard nipples sensually. He pinched the other one with his free
hand, April letting out deep moans. With his right hand holding on to
the right breast, he shoved her nipple into his mouth. This was
amazing, way better than her mother- o crap, her mother, he forgot.
What was he going to tell her? NOTHING THAT’S WHAT! Christof let go of
her breasts, he just said, “Sweet” to which she replied, “It’s going to
get a lot better!” April moved off him and started to unbuckle his
pants, which were already looking as if they were right to burst. She
unzipped, an almost as if his dick was on call, it sprung up on out, as
if gasping for air. She grasped it in her hand, “I could tell at the
house you were packing’, but I didn’t know this much!” She proceeded to
lick the top of his dick, still with a light moan. She stroked the base
with her left hand, her right resting on his leg for balance. Without a
moments notice, she shoved his cock into her mouth, working it with her
tongue. She brought it in and out, in and out. “Never thought you’d be
doing an upper classmen did ya?” Christof never thought he’d be doing a
teacher either. Satisfied with the sucking, April moved on to bigger
things. MUCH bigger. She cupped her tits and put them around Christof’s
cock. She moved up and down, Christof grasping her shoulders to keep
her in rhythm. Her tits were ginormous, and Christof was grateful to
have them. April worked faster, going up and down faster and faster.
Christof could feel he was about to cum, so he announced it, “I’m going
to cum!” Christof still held on, not wanting to let go. “Go for it!”
April opened her mouth, and Christof cummed. His jizz landed in her
mouth, but mostly on her tits. She licked her lips and wiped her tits,
just to lick up that also. She brought her nipple up to her face and
licked it, to get off all the extra jizz. “Feel better?” April said
with a smile, sliding off her pants. “April, what are you doing?”
Christof asked, still recovering from the awesome tit job. “As if you
didn’t know” She said and hopped on top of him.



April grabbed Christof’s hands and smacked them down on her ass,
“Does that feel good?” April said, feeling Christof gripping. “Is that
a question?” Christof said with a devilish smile. April went in for a
deep kiss, but Christof beat her to the punch. He sat up and slipped
off his pants. In mid-slip, April shoved herself onto his cock, which
took him by surprise. “I waited for this! OH! OOO! AHH!” April moaned
as Christof’s cock went deep, her screaming in pleasure. Christof
gripped her thighs and pushed her up and down. April leaned forward;
eyes closed, and worked her ass. Christof’s vision was a blur as he was
very distracted. “Don’t we need a condom or something?” Christof asked,
April still moaning loudly, sliding her wet, tight pussy up and down
over his cock. “That would take away from- Oh! - The experience! AH!”
April was ready to cum, as was Christof. She went harder, in and out,
faster and faster, here wet, creamy pussy engulfing Christof’s dick.
“OH MY GOD! IT FEELS SO GOOD! GO HARDER!” April screamed. Not taking a
second thought, Christof drove deep, Cumming in the wet pussy of his
teacher’s daughter, who cummed simultaneously. There was a terrific
mess all over, mostly on both of their midriffs. Christof pulled out
and sat up, as did April. “That was awesome…” Christof said panting.
“Who said you could stop?”



April went over to Christof’s desk and bent over on to it. She
smacked her ass, giving the cue. Christof walked over and drove his
dick into April’s already creamy pussy. She moaned one of her hottest
moans. Christof had to do the work this time, but he didn’t mind. He
grabbed her shoulder and thigh and started in a rhythm. “Oh Christof!
You’re so good at this!” April moaned, “ You act as though you’ve done
this before!” Christof knew the answer to the question but he simply
replied, “Lots of porn helps!” and drove deeper. She started to work
her ass in a wave-ish motion, stimulating Christof further. Christof
took up the pace a notch. Her pussy felt so good, already well
lubricated from the prior-fucking, it wasn’t that hard to take up a
faster pace. He was going hard and long, his usual power, when he heard
a door open downstairs. “Oh crap! It’s my parents!” Christof yelled! He
quickly turned up the stereo so they wouldn’t notice April’s
earsplitting moans. “You better finish up!” April demanded. He was
pretty close, so he drew out and had him face her. She kneeled down and
jerked him off, as she opened her mouth. Christof jazzed all over her
face and in her mouth. April massaged he balls to make sure she got it
all. “Oh my god…” Christof whispered. “Better get your pants on before
your parents catch us” She put back on all of her clothes and headed
for the window and opened it. “Wait a minute, are we ever going to do
this again?” April made a fake gun with her fingers, “Don’t worry, I’LL
BE BACK!” and she jumped out the window, onto a nearby tree.