“Now do it like I taught you sweety.”

Hailey then reached down and grabbed my cock in her little latex gloved hand and started to rub it up and down her slit. Between the rubbing of my cock, and Alisha’s rubbing of my nipples, I was now fully erect and ready for what lay in store. I gazed into Hailey’s eyes as she aroused herself with my shaft, making herself moist and slippery with every stroke. Her eyes were slits as they looked back at me. Her mouth open in a perpetual O. I reached up and began to rub her nipples. She hissed in response, and began moving her pelvis in a rocking motion, rubbing my penis against her even more vigorously. And then Alisha said,

“Put it inside!”

Suddenly Hailey rose up off the table a couple of inches, grasping me tightly in her fist, and then she slowing impaled herself upon me, taking me gently and cautiously. The feeling was tremendous. Warm, tight, moist! The look on Hailey’s face was a combination of pain and lust.

“Oh, it’s hurting Mommy!” she gasped.

“Remember what I told you honey. Just a little pain, and then a little blood, and then it will be so much fun!”

When I heard this sentence escape Alisha’s lips I realized that I was to be the first one to penetrate this 12 year old virgin. With her encouraging words, Hailey pushed herself down further, and she cried in pain for an instant. I felt a warm, wet rush of fluid surround my shaft and I knew that I had made her bleed. It felt so wonderful, like nothing I’ve ever felt. Of course, all the while Alisha was still behind me rubbing my nipples. Hailey, now relaxed and confident began thrusting her pelvic bone to and fro, riding me gently and rhythmically. As I gently pinched her nipples, she sighed with delight and pure ecstasy. She looked down, into my eyes, and saw that I was also enjoying this ride very much. I was so glad that Alisha had made me cum so hard earlier, for I would never have been able to savor this overwhelming event as I was able to do now.

“Am I doing this right Mommy?”, Hailey asked innocently.

“If it feels good, and Larry feels good, then you are doing it right baby.” Alisha replied. “Now, keep up that motion, and reach up and touch Mommy’s nipples. Ooooh, yes baby. That’s a good girl. Making Mommy feel so good!”

Alisha then hoisted herself up, and put her vagina down on my face, hovering millimeters above my mouth.

“Eat me!”, she commanded, and I gladly obliged. “Oh, Oh, OHHHHHOOHHH!”

So here we were. I was inside 12 year old Hailey who was riding me like a pro. I was pinching her nipples, she was pinching Alisha’s nipples, and Alisha was pinching my nipples. I was alternating between licking Alisha’s sweet, pussy and her slightly tart ass hole. We were all moaning and groaning. Saying each other’s names. “Larry, Alisha, Mommy, Haily, Oh Mommy, Yes Alisha, Mmmmmm… Larry, Hailey, Larry”

Then suddenly…

“Mommy, I’m feeling funny! It’s tingling like I have to pee and it’s getting stronger.”

“Yes honey, that’s OK! Let it build! I’m feeling tingly too honey! How about you Larry, are you feeling tingly?”

“Mmmm Hmmmm was all I could say with her pussy in my mouth.”

I looked up to see Hailey getting more and more excited. She was panting, and rocking faster and faster on my rod. I looked at the little shiny outfit she wore, and her budding breasts protruding from it. I looked at the latex gloved fingers, manipulating my nipples. I smelled the sweet scent of sex, and we all approached orgasm like a slow moving, but unstoppable freight train. And then it began…

“Mommy, MOMMY, LARRY, MOMMY”

“Oh Hailey, I’m going to cum inside you baby! Ride me baby! I’m going to cum inside your tight little virgin hole!”

“Yes, cum in my baby! Cum in her tiny cunt! Give it all to her while I cum on your face you bastard! Give her a baby! Make my baby pregnant!”

“Mommy, it feels so good mommy! I’m, I’m, Larry, I’m AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!

I starting shooting inside her. So much cum! And she gasped, and bore down on me, wanting me deep inside her womb, feeling me exploding inside her belly, feeling the warmth overtake her, feeding her my seed and impregnating her, wave after wave, stream after stream, all for her tiny virgin womb. “AAAHAAHAAHHHH!”

Alisha exploded on my face! “AAAHAAHAAAHAA!” Dripping down my tongue and cheeks! So sweet!

“Aaaah AAAaHhhhhh Ahhhaahahaah aaaaaahhhahh”

Breath…

The most intense orgasm I’ve ever had. I fall asleep. One hour later I awaken, still on the table, still inside Hailey. She and her mother lay on top of me. We are all collapsed in a warm hug. Hailey moves her hand gently across my chest, rubbing my nipple, and then my penis stirs. Could it be I’m ready for even more?

Along the western wall of the office were doors leading into the Abbot's private bath and meditation chambers.  A large globe of the modern world, detailing the nations of 1939, sat beneath an exquisite oil painting of the Virgin Mary, between the two doors.

The main door of the office led out to Sister Naomi's secretorial office.  She had been is trusted assistant since coming from Europe and taking on the role of Abbot at the Monestary in early 1936.  She was a beautiful, slender woman of 29 and nearly as knowledgable about the Roman Church as he was.  She escorted the two nuns into the twin leather-covered chairs facing Father Lukas' desk, then quietly lef the office, closing the heavy doors behind her.

Father Lukas gave a brief greeting to the two women then settled into his own, comfortable chair.  He paused to take in the two nuns before him.  Sister Margaret was a woman of 43, of French birth though raised in southern England.  Sister Abigail, a younger nun of only 25 was English through and through, and he could it in her facial features.  He had the sisters' files on the desk before him, and chose the younger's first.

He had read the sinful details of each nun's reasons for being transferred to the isolated Monastary.  Father Lukas was pleased with what he had read, and pleased even more so that both nuns were very well featured.  He despised a servant of God letting themsleves go physically.

He stated, "It would seem you two have been naughty little nuns," with serious tones.  Before they could recover after dual gasps of astonishment, he continued.  "Don't fear, my daughters.  Your past indiscretions, and secrets, are safe within these walls.  I assure you that I understand your desires to experience that which the Scriptures tells us of, and yet forbids.  Here at St. Sebastiens we have a special order of the robe that investigates these things, to better understand then and be able to teach our students about.  How can we teach what we ourselves do not fully understand, correct?  How can these sins balance our world of faith and understanding?"

He stood up and stepped from behind his desk.  "Many women, nuns such as yourselves, have sought out the answers to why God gave us these desires if only to fibid there use, and to understand, we must first learn to use them.  Only then can we properly instruct others on how to curtail their own sinful desires, especially those within the Church, but the young ones as well."  His smile reassured them.

"Yes, Father," they answered hesitantly.  Neither knew what to expect next, not after his initial statements had sunk in.

"Poverty, Chastity, and Obedience," he continued as he began to pass behind them.  "These are our simple laws, our guidelines, in their purest form.  It is in the convoluted realm of Chastity that our problems originate.  And it is when the Obedience factor is added that we get lost in what we should do.  Here, Sisters, should it boe of your will, and you choose to join with a select chosen few of us in this resurrected Order of Querini-Zaccaria, you will not only learn about yourselves, but how to teach what you learn to others of a like mind."

Both nuns remained silent, contemplating all that he had said and where it could possibly be leading them.  "I would like to learn more, Father," Sister Margaret finally said with confidence.  "I am intrigued, as well as excited, I think."

"You should be, Sister Margaret," he smiled, and then looked to young Abigail.  Her youthful brown eyes were full of doubt.  She looked to her fellow sister of the cloth, and back to Father Lukas' wizened, fatherly gaze.  She only nodded, but it was enough for him.

"Excellent!" he clapped, then held his hands prayerfully.  "We shall get together this evening, after we've dined and you've been introduced to others of the faculty.  I will inform the Mother Superior of your desires, personally.  She will be very pleased.  She is the de-facto head of the Order, you see."  He then turned to a small cabinet behind his desk and removed two small canvass bags and presented them to the nuns.  "You will need to wear these garments beneath your current wear this evening.  Do not allow yourself to be seen by the others, for not all here are members of this Order.  Sister Naomi will gather you at nine bells and escort you to our meeting."

As if by pre-knowledge, Sister Naomi opened the door to the office and asked for the nuns to follow her to their personnal chambers to be settled in.  Father Lukas smiled as they left, knowing that he had reeled in a pair of fresh women with little effort.

At a few minutes to nine that evening, Sisters Margaret and Abigail arrived outside a smallish wooden door at the end of a long, dimly lit corridor.  Sister Naomi had left them to travel its length alone and had returned down the long stairwell they had climbed to reach this fifth, and upper-most, floor of the main building.  The floor seemed to them to be uninhabited, though many doors led off the corridor.  Only their soft foot-falls were heard by them. 

They opened the door and entered the small room beyond.  Inside was a long wooden bench with a shelf above.  A second door opposite was closed.  They had been told to leave their habits within this room, and they disrobed.  Beneath, they wore the uniforms of the school's student body.  A grey blouse over a plaid skirt with a red waist tie.  Neither wore the white undergarments or stockings normally provided.  They were both uncomfortably embarassed, but once readied, they entered the inner chamber through the door, as they had been instructed.

"I'm pleased you came," Father Lukas said in greetings.  He was seated on a large, padded and silk-covered altar situated in the center of the candle-lit chamber.  He wore an ornate ruby-colored robe, adorned with elaborate gold stitchwork.  Although he was approaching his 60th year, both women thought he resembled a prince from the middle ages. He stood and opened his arms wide and declared, "Your studies in the Arts of Sin, under the Order of Querini-Zaccaria will now begin." 

Both sisters gasp as his robe opened with his movements to reveal his nakedness beneath.  Equally, they admired the length and girth of his male member, hanging from the thick bush of graying hair hair, as even in its flacid state it was well over seven inches long, and as thick as their wrists.  The purple knob of his cock was blunt.  Both women couldn't take their eyes from his manhood, and he smiled devilishly.

Father Lukas bid they kneel before him and they hypnotically moved into position as he said, "You must first begin by admitting your sins to the Lord thy God, and that you desire lust and sexual fulfillment be your penance, and that you beg for His devine forgiveness even as you beg for His approval to learn, to experience, and to recieve the skills needed to teach others these very lessons that you yourself shall learn, beginning tonight."

The two nuns bowed in unison and began to pray as instructed,  They did this quietly before the altar as Father Lukas looked lustfully down onto them.  Sister Margaret's blonde hair, hung short and wavy from her head.  Sister Abigail's was long, brown, and straight.  Both women, he noted, had slender bodies with good figures.  He was once again pleased with his work.

As they ended their prayers, both nuns looked up into Father Lukas' face, their eyes wide with enticipation of the guidance and instruction they were about to receive.  He positioned himself a step to the right, in front of Sister Abigail and admitted, "I know your sisn, my daughter.  I know how you have been treated, in your youth.  I know that which you were punished for.  I ask for you to now demonstrate for me, before this altar, you sin."

He pulled his robe open, presenting to her just a foot away his thickening cock.  The sight before her unnerved her, and Abigail nearly ran from the chamber.  Sensing this, Father Lukas placed a calming hand upon her shoulder.  She looked up into his warm eyes, then reached up to take his cock in her hand.

"Go on, child," he whispered.  He smiled down upon her and she responded.  Her lips parted, her mouth opened wide, her tongue slipped out and Sister Abigail guided the Abbot's cock into her mouth.

Sister Margaret looked on in astonishment.  She knew her own sins, but was completely unaware of the other nun's.  The younger woman began to slowly work her mouth down the thick shaft of Father Lukas' cock, then with tightened lips she drew her face back.  Abigail held the huge knob in her mouth a moment, using her tongue to wash across it, before opening her mouth wide once again and gulping the shaft deep into her mouth.  Although she had had many cocks in her mouth over the years, this one was by far the largest, and she gagged as it banged into the back of her throat.

Father Lukas was surprized at the young nun's oral abilities.  The way in which she was working his cock confirmed what he had suspected form reading her file.  She was cum-hungry and would be ripe for his letcherous deeds.  Sister Abigail's rhythm along his shaft sent wave after wave of pleasure through him and his body began to tremble.  Her tongue worked the underside of his shaft, just past the head, before plunging back down its length.  With each gulp she managed to draw just a little more cock into her throat.  She was a master with her tongue and he knew he would indeed spend many hours in the future with her mouth as his recepticle.

He turned his attentions to Sister Margaret then, who he had noticed was all but salivating at the scene unfolding before her.  "Stand up, Sister Margaret," he commanded.  She quickly obeyed and upon his gesture, she turned away from him.  He found her skirt's buttons and within seconds it fell to the floor at her feet.  He gazed upon and caressed the firm globes of her athletic ass, and the strong thighs beneath.  She was an avid runner, he knew.  His hand left a trail of goosebumps in its stroking wake.

"Bend over," he commanded, and she again obeyed without question.  She looked back as his hand reached down between her thighs and lay gently across her dampening crotch.  His fingers traced through her trimmed but still thick tangle of blonde hairs as he drew his hand upwards, along her ass crack, and up onto her strong back. He reversed course and ran his fingers down into her crack deeper, across her tightly puckered anus and into her damp vaginal slot.  She gasped with lustful desire and leaned back upon his hand, spreading her thighs a little wider as she did.

Father Lukas felt the older nun's thick juices on his fingers.  He swirled them around her slit, pushing the heavy vaginal lips aside to find the very center of her sex.  "Oooohhh!" she groaned as he pushed his long middle finger high into her cunt.  Her juices flooded out as if the dam had been opened by him.  He quickly forced a second digit in along side the first, drawing a satisfying moan from her in responce.

Sister Abigail watched through slitted eyes even as she continued to suck Father Lukas' cock.  The salty and familiar flavor of pre-cum juice was on her tongue as she obeyed his guiding hand resting atop her bobbing head.  He was enjoying the sensations the two newest members of his sinful staff were creating within his body.  A warm, willing mouth and a hot, juicy pussy were always welcome within his letcherous chambers.  He began to run his two long fingers in and out of Margarte's cunt, matching the rhythm with which Abigail's mouth bobbed along his shaft.  The night was young and the two women had much to learn in their first session.  He released his grip upon Margaret's wet vagina, drawing a moan of disappointment from her lips as he did.

"May I pleasure you, Father?" Margaret asked as she returned to her knees before him.

"Yes, Margaret, you may suck my cock, as your sister has done."

Abigail obidiently released his member from her lips, and with it held in her hand, she aimed the huge purple knob at Margaret's opening mouth.  As the elder nun began to accept the cock within her warm mouth, she wondered at the possibility that Mary Magdelene had herself performed this very deed upon the rigid member of Man's Savior, Jesus Christ.  She closed her eyes as she inhaled the Father's man-smell, as well as his cock.

Feeling the knob against the back of her throat, Sister Margaret began to bob her head along the length of Father Lukas' cock, as young Abigail had been doing just moments before.  Cock-sucking seemed to come naturally to the young nun, Margaret thought, and tried to emulate her tonguing and sucking.  Margaret began sucking his cock with a wild abandon she had never known.  Lust was filling her soul even as his cock filled her mouth.

After only a few minutes, Father Lukas announced that it was time for Sister Margaret to reenact her own sins.  He stepped back and pulled his saliva-coated cock from the nun's sucking mouth with a plop.  He explained, "You will lie here, Sister Abigail, on the altar.  Sister Margaret, you will perform your sins upon her offering, as I know you have upon other nuns before."

Sister Abigail disrobed fully and climbed onto the altar as she'd been ordered.  Margaret gazed down upon the younger nun's naked beauty as Father Lukas removed her blouse.  Lust filled her as images of the women and girls she'd placed in similar positions through her life flooded through her.  Abigail's thighs parted ever so slightly, as if in invitation, and Margaret moved onto the altar herself.  She positioned herself between the young nun's feet and her eyes took in the full sight of the dark forest of pubic hair, and the open, moist slot down its center.  She hesitated no longer and leaned down, lowering her hungry mouth to Abigail's hot, gooey groin.

"Oooohhh!" Abigail moaned.  Margaret's mouth sucking at her cunt was just what she needed at that moment, and the older nun was well adept at bringing girls off with her lingual talents.  She thrust her tongue out to lick the full length of Abigail's gaping pussy, parting the thick forest to reveal the pink flesh of her youthful lip-meat pulsing with blood.  The young nun cried out, "Aaaaggghhhh!", as if in agony, her hips bucking upward to mash the young pussy onto Margaret's mouth.  The sudden blast of orgasm quaked through her body so unexpectantly and so powerfully that she thought it was the very touch of God upon her lustful sex.  Her sweet juices flooded out onto Margaret's eager, waiting tongue and coated her face thickly.  The older woman slurped and sucked noisily at the spasming gash before her.

The older nun sucked up the girl's juices and mouthed her pussy hard.  She was excited at having set the young nun off so quickly, and wanted more.  Margaret put her tongue to work, diving it deep into the tight, quivering tunnel with rapid thrusts.  She licked from puckered anus to pulsing clit and back again.  She sucked Abigail's labia between her teeth and gently chewed them.  She forced her face roughly into the entirety of the young nun's cunt savagly.

Both women were writhing atop the altar as Father Lukas gazed on with overwhelming lust of his own.  It had been a long time, he thought, since such a raw scene had been witnessed within his chambers.  The scent of pure, carnel lust filled his nostrils.  The sounds of slurping and moaning echoed in his ears.  Father Lukas enjoyed it so much, and knew it was going to be a very good year at St. Sebastiens.

A man knocks once on my door then walks in. He’s about 50
and tall, very tall with broad shoulders, big arms, a round paunch and hard
eyes. “You Astin?” his eyes run up my legs which are flung up on the desk, they
linger on my tits but his look is cold, appraising, no trace of the desire that’s
usually apparent. I’m slightly unnerved. His eyes are unflinching and under his
gaze I can feel my nipples starting to strain against the rough fabric of my
red suit.

I light a cigarette and exhale deeply and slowly so that
when I speak my voice will sound calm. His eyes are still boring into me and my
cunt is getting damp. Who is this? I
pull myself together, “yeah, I’m detective Astin.?” The man looks at me for a
moment longer then sits down opposite me. He tells me that he makes adult
movies, the kind you cant buy at your friendly adult video shop. He tells me
his “company” recruits prostitutes, seduces them with promises of more money
and nice apartments and the tricks they’ll turn on camera wont be half as
unpleasant as the shit they get up to in the back of their customers Hondas.
That’s what Bukowski and his associates tell
the skirts. In reality most of them are kept in chains and virtually tortured,
Bukowski doesn’t go into detail but I get the gist. I remember his cold hard
eyes on me and imagine that detached appraising eye wandering over the
twitching and pained bodies of the poor cunts chained in a basement
somewhere, it makes my insides icy and I
think that if it was me I’d rather be whipped raw then tied down, prone and
vulnerable under his cruel gaze. I realize I’ve let my thoughts run away with
me and Bukowski knows it. He’s just watching me now, after several more moments
he stands up, throws a file down on my desk, says, “that woman was my…associate.
A couple of weeks ago she stole a handful of whores and all my male actors and
set up on her own somewhere. I want them back. She knows all of my usual men so
I haven’t been able to shadow her. You find her. He threw a clip of money
beside the file, I didn’t have to look to know it was more cash than I’d seen
in six months. What can I say, I need the dough. I’ll take the case I decide, I’m
about to tell him so but then I realize he’s already left.

The woman I’m looking for is Ethelreda Hooper. It doesn’t take
me long to find her, the file contains a list of some of her frequent haunts
and I find her the third place I check, she’s just coming out of a bar in the
middle of Chicago, the place looks rich but it’s in a shit neighbourhood.
Ethelreda’s hard to miss. She’s wearing shades and red lipstick that’s slightly
smeared. Her body is gorgeous for a woman whose file tells me she’s pushing 45.
Her legs are long and sheathed in skintight black denim. Her breasts aren’t big
like mine, but at her age that’s probably a good thing, it means they haven’t sagged
too bad. Her hair is dark red, almost brunette and falls nearly to the back of
her thighs. I’m sitting in my car and watching her from across the street, she
gets into a black Jaguar and speeds off. I follow her. If she knows she’s being
followed she doesn’t make any attempt to shake me. I follow her into the
suburbs to one of those dirty derelict neighbourhoods that have no particularly
distinguishing features. She pulls up to a small bungalow with shuttered
windows, and goes right in without looking around her. I keep my distance for
awhile. Then I think, this is the most interesting case I’ve had so far and I’m
tired of spending all my time parked in hedges, seeing fuck all with my
binoculars. I’m somehow captivated by this woman Ethelreda. I think about her
and Mr. Bukowski together, if anyone could be unfazed by his cold stare it
would be this strange and exotic red head. I HAVE to know what’s going on in
there. What is this woman doing, what or who does she keep in this shithole?

I cut through the neighbours yard and then somehow manage to
force myself tits and all through a small gap in the back fence, into Ethelreda’s
yard. The back windows are all shuttered as well but there is a small barred
window into the basement that I can see through if I lay flat, my huge tits are
squashed up under my chin and the ground is cement and rough, the window is
small and at first I cant see anything but then somewhere inside a fire is lit
and it casts a dim glow into the room. There are people in there. Three girls.
Two of them have been stripped naked and lashed face to face, their hands bound
together and then suspended from a beam in the ceiling. The third girl, a small
Latina has been
nailed to a low platform on the floor, she’s spread eagled with what looks like
a small railroad spike going through each of her wrists, her legs spread wide
and her feet secured to either edge of the platform. She is bleeding copiously
and looks unconscious. I’m not prepared for this, I roll over and retch but
before I can get up and run a man enters, I cant see his face clearly in the
dim light but he is tall slim. Darkish, Italian maybe. He stands over the Latina and slaps her
lightly several times until she comes to and makes soft whimpering noises. He
forces a ball gag into her mouth and then reaches to a shelf behind her and
retrieves a ten inch black rubber dildo punctuated with small jagged metal
studs. In one deft motion he forces it inside of her, he thrusts it roughly in
and out of her several times but she soon passes out again from the pain and he
seems to be losing interest in her. He jerks out the dildo and I almost retch
again thinking of those jagged metal shards digging bloody furrows down the
inside wall of my cunt. I need to leave and soon. But I’m frozen, transfixed.
The Italian moves over to the two girls lashed together, they look young, too
young. Sixteen, maybe. And they’ve been drugged by the looks of it because
though they’re awake their heads are lolling and they barely flinched at the
almost inhuman sounding cries that the Latina
had been making through her gag. The Italian rounds on the girls, he’s produced
the most massive whip I’ve ever seen,
the base of it is easily four feet long and it’s thicker than my forearm then
it splits into a dozen long straps heavily weighted. A whip like that can strip
skin to the bone if it’s used correctly and I was certain the Italian would
prove to be an expert. The first lash lands on the younger looking of the two
girl’s shoulders and causes her to shudder deeply and though blood instantly
begins to ooze from the several deep slices the whip has made, she is heavily
sedated still and she doesn’t scream. The next stroke is to her ass and this
one causes her to writhe and grind her little cunt against that of the other
girl. Another powerful blow to the ass and the girl seems to be fully returned
to her senses and the incredible pain she’s in. She begins to scream and with a
look of grim satisfaction the Italian begins whipping both girls at once, the
older girl wakes up and starts screaming as well as blow after blow is
viciously landed to their sides, inflicting deep gashes on their hips, I force
my fist into my mouth to keep from crying out myself as some of the lashes send
a tongue of black leather between the girl’s ass cheeks and onto their pussies,
the younger of whose I can see has started to bleed. I’m so engrossed and
appalled by this that I don’t here the steps behind me, suddenly I’m aware that
I’m not alone, I turn up my head from my prone position on the ground and find
to my horror that Ethelreda is standing over me, my eyes briefly linger on her
cunt, which I can see because she’s wearing a scrap of a dress and no underwear,
it’s not the pussy of a 45 year old. Her cunt lips are damp, deeply pink, and
prominent, but not at all frayed in that way that frequently happens to the
owner of a full blown rose like Ethelreda’s. I’m just staring up at her
stupidly from the ground, speechless, appalled, scared shitless and faintly
curious. Ethelreda doesn’t say anything at first she just stares at me, then
she murmers in a voice heavy with a Russian accent, she leans down and
contemplatively grabs my ass, “my, my, ees lucky daye for me, eh? I am going to
have fun with you, my preety leetle detective” In the second before she knocks
me unconscious with the club she was holding behind her back, two things dawn
on me, Bukowski told me Ethelreda stole his women to make hardcore videos but
there hadn’t been any cameras just now in the basement, and Ethelreda knew I
was a detective. Fuck.

What will become of our heroin? Will she escape this den of
iniquity or will she become another one of Ethelreda’s puppets? Continued pending
on reviews.

    So we drove for alittle bit more when he spotted this strip mall. He pulled in behind it and it was very dark back there. He parked in the darkest spot and turned off his engine. He then turned to face me and asked if he could see my dick. So I said sure then unzipped my pants and pulled out my little soft dick. He looked at for a moment and said it was a nice dick. One of the better dicks he had seen. He reach over and took it into his hand and softly started to pump it up and down. Which made me become instantly erect. When I started getting hard he chuckled alittle bit and said that wonderful seeing me get hard for him. I sat there alittel in shock as this man played with me. It felt very nice with him stroking my dick. Then he bent over and took my little tool inti his mouth and started sucking on it. I was so surprised at what he was doing that I just sat there watching him sucking me. I had had a few friends of mine suck me before but this was nothing like what they had done. He sucked me and played with my tightly drwn up nut sack as he sucked me. He kept sucking me and in about 2 or 3 minutes I was having my first orgasum. It made my whole body tremble giving me a wondeful feeling. I had never had anything like that happen to me before. I didn't cum because I was still too young. My nut stack hadn't dropped yet. But if felt excellent the way it felt. He sat up and asked me if I was alright and I told him yes. Then I asked him if he was going to show me his dick like he had promised. He said he was.

     He then unfastened his trouser and pulled them down a bit. I could then see his boxer short which had a large bulge in it. He took ahold of my hand and placed it on his bulge and had me stroke it alittle. It felt hot and very large. he sat back alittle and enjoyed me rubbing his dick in his shorts. As I stroked it I could feel it pulsing with every novement of my hand. I stroked him for a few minute then asjed him if I could take it out of his short so I could see it. He nodded his head yes so I grab the waist band of his short and started to pull them down. As I started to reveal his dick, it was pulsing and jumping to get out of it confined space. When his shorts where down his dick was standing straight up and pulsing back and forth. I was in total shock looking at this monster I had unleashed. It was at least 10" long and 3" around. The man sat there with a smile on his face as he seen my surprised look on it. He asked me if I thought I could put it into my mouth and suck on it. I told him I didn't think so. But I would try to. With that I leaned over and put the tip of his monster to my lips. Some pre-cum had formed on it, so I licked it off my lips, It was very salty and kind of tasted of nuts. He moaned when licked his tip. Then he put his hand on the back of my head and slowly applied pressure forcing me down on his dick. I opened my mouth wide and took his monster in as deep as I could. The deepest I could get into my mouth was only his head. I licked and sucked it the best I could trying my best to make his feel nice. I took my mouth off his dick and slid down the side of it making the whole monster wet and making him moan somemore. I sucked and played with his dick for about 5 or 10 minutes. I felt his dick get harder and suddenly my mouth was full of the warm creamy spunk. He told me to swallow it. I tried to swallow as much as I could. But he kept pumping load after load into my mouth some of it start to drizzle out the sides and down his cock. When he finially stopping loading me up. I kept sucking and licking his cock of all tasty spunk he gave me.He then patted me on the head so I sat up and faced him. He told me that was wonderful and he had never had suck a good blow job from such a young boy.

     He then asked me if I had ever fucked a guy or had been fucked. I told no I hadn't. He asked me if I would like to try it. I told him no I wouldn't that he was too large for me and it would hurt alot. He said ok that was fine with him. So he reach over and started to play with my cock again which felt nice the told me to slip my shorts off so he could lick me good down there without them getting in the way. I pulled them off and let them fall to the floor of the car. He took my tool into his mouth thenstarted to suck and lick me every where around my dick and balls. as he licked I felt him push his hand under my ass massaging my cheeks as he sucked me.

    Then suddenly he grabbed ahold of me and flipped me on to my belly and held me down with his stronge arms. I started to protest when I seen his reach under his seat and pull out a jar of vaseline. He opened it and took out to finger of the lube and smeared it into my cheeks then I felt hism jam his hard finger into my opening forcing them in deep. He started to pump them in and out as I lay there protesting. When had me good and lubed he took his finger out of my ass and then positioned his body over mine. He took some more vaseline and smeared it over his dick head making it really slick. Once he was ready he told me to grab my ass cheeks and pull them wide open. When I refused to do it he started smacking my ass cheeks hard many time making me cry. He stopped spanking me and told me to grab my cheeks like he said before. So I slowly reached back and pulled open my ass. He then positioned his dick to my tight little brown opening and stat to apply his weight. I felt the pressure and he was forcing his dick to myu opening. He started slow at first but I was clinching my cheeks tight Forcing him to put more pressure to me. It was starting to hurt alot as he kept up the pressure. I couldn't take it anymore so I relaxed and he rammed his monster dick deep into my ass. The pain shock wave was so awsome that I screamed bloody nurder I start to plead with him to take it out that he was ripping me apart. But he ignored me and kept up with his onslaught of my little asshole. He was deep thrusting his cock into me laying everything he had into it.I laid there crying with each thrust.  He steady fucked me for what seemed like hours but it was really about an hour. I ass stopped hurting so badly and began to feel good. the deeper he push it into me the more I wanted. I start to trust back to meet his. When he felt me joining in he said that I was a good boy and kisse my ear. I just smiled as he kept fucking me.

      Then I felt him get hard again just like when I was sucking him. So I knew he was about finished with me. He started to ram into my ass hard and stronge forcing every bit of his dick into me when he hit bottom. I had this warm feeling all over my tummy as he released his spunk deep inside me. He laid there pumping load after load of his creamy wonderment into me. When he was spent he layed on top of me panting and trying to tell me I was wonderful. He told me I should of been a girl because I was that good.  I kind of thanked him but didn't really understnd what he ment.

      I felt his dick slip out of me ass and he got off me, I sat up and looking at his half hard monster wondering how I ever got that thing up my ass. He placed his hand behind my head again and toldd me to suck his cock clean.  I kind of hesitated for a minute then remembered the spanking he gave me. So I bend my head down to his lap. His dick smelled like shit and was smeared with it and some of my blood when he ripped me open. I started to lick it timidily at first but it didn't tasted bad. I took the head into my mouth and found because it had shrunk some I could take more of it in. I began bobbing up and down on his dick clean every inch of his cock. Sliding my mouth up and down the side licking it clean. By the time I had finished clean his dick he was hard again. He looked me in the face and kissed me. He told me he wanted to meke me his girlfriend. I told him how was he going to do that because I'm a boy not a girl. He said tha he would dress me up like one and treat me as one. I would have everything I needed. I told him I didn't know about that.

      If you want to know what I did. Then let me know what you thought of this part of my true story. Contact me at bear56bear@yahoo.com  Then Look for Part 2 of Hitchhiker

My wife (Faye) and I (Mike) enjoy sitting on our back deck and watching the birds and the squirrels as they play on the ground.  But there is one thing that drives my wife crazy and that is the number of pine cones on the ground.  You see, we have a tremendous amount of pine trees which drop hundreds of pine cones and Faye thinks that it makes the back yard look messy.  She has been after me to pick up all the pine cones and take them off somewhere and dump them.  Well, that would be a great undertaking and I have always put her off.  This time when she broached the subject, I told her to ask around and find some boy that would do this chore for a few dollars. She said "I will" and she went back in the house.

We finished our work week on Friday, and then on Saturday morning, a boy arrived  at our door with several large baskets.   I answered the door bell, and I asked him if I could help him.  He then told me that he was here to clean up our yard.

I turned around to where Faye was and she said, "Oh, Mike I forgot to tell you that Mark was going to be here this morning to take care of our yard."

I walked away as Faye began to give Mark instructions as to where exactly Mark was to work and exactly what she wanted him to do.  Since this was her deal, I let Faye take care of all the details.  She could take care of every detail, as I had nothing to do with it.

I went to sit on our swing on the back deck, as Faye came over to join me.

"Well, what is the deal with this boy," I asked.

Faye responded, "I called around to some of our neighbors and asked if they knew of anyone that was willing to clean up our yard for a reasonable fee and was told that Mark was the boy to call.  He charged 10 dollars an hour and he is very precise in his work; something as you well know, that I demand."

"Well, this is your deal and I'm sure that you can handle the transaction", I replied.

I went into the house and looked out the kitchen window, as Mark continued working at a steady pace.  He seemed intent on his job as Faye watched him carefully and she would point out any little twig that he may have missed.  He would simply look up at her and smile.

BY now, it was about 4:00 P,M. and there was still alot of work left to be done.  I noticed that Faye walked over to him and said something .  He looked up at her and smiled.  He then took off his shirt and handed it to my wife.  Faye grinned at him and walked into the house.

When Faye came into the house, I asked her what was going on?  "Faye chucked and replied, "I knew that it was very hot out there, and I could tell that Mark was sweating pretty heavy.  I asked him why didn't he take his shirt off, so as to cool off some. Mark didn't know if we would allow that, because some people would have objections to him taking his shirt off- it would look too brazen.  I told him that it would be OK since he asked if it was all right.  He said 'thanks' that will be alot better."

6:00 P.M. came and Faye went back outside to talk to Mark as I lingered around the back door so  I could hear their conversation.  "Mark, why don't you come back Monday and finish up then.  It's beginning to get dark and it will be hard to see," Faye told him.

"That will work out better- you are right, it is getting hard to see."  With that, Mark took his shirt and headed down the road.

Faye turned to me and said that Mark will come back on Monday to finish up.  I then remembered that I was going to be out of town on business on Monday and Tuesday, and I relayed that to Faye.

I asked her if she thought that she could hndle the situation, and she laughed.  "I've handled it so far, so what's the problem"?

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to question your ability to get things done," I responded. 

Monday morning came and I kissed Faye goodbye and told her that I would see her sometimes later in the week- maybe Thursday or Friday.  I then drove off  to the airport to fly to Atlanta.  After a flight of about one hour, I arrived on the ground, and went to get a rental car.  As I was signing the paperwork for the car rental, my cell phone went off.  It was my boss telling me that our meeting had been cancelled and that I could take the rest of the week off.  I thought of calling Faye, but I wanted to surprise her.  So, I checked into flights back home and there were none until the next morning.  Might as well get a hotel room and take a flight tomorrow morning. 

The next morning arrives and I try to get an early flight back home but there are problems with wind gusts and I have to wait until 7:00 P.M. before I can get a flight out.  When I arrive back home, it is already dark.  I get into my car and head for home.  As I pull closer to my home, I notice that there are no lights on in the house.  I stop the car about 2 blocks from my house and decide to walk and find out what is going on.

I try the front door, but it is locked.  I then go around back and check that door, and the door opens easily.  As I tiptoe in, I hear voices coming from up stairs.  I quietly walk to the edge of the stairs where I can hear much better.  As I concentrate on the voices and what is being said, I recognize that the other voice is Mark's.

I slowly walk up the stairs until I get to the top, and I station myself outside the bedroom that they occupy.  I can now hear every word that is being said.

"I can't believe that you seduced me into having sex with you', Faye says to Mark.

"I just couldn't help myself.  When you came out     to the back yard yesterday and you had on that pair of shorts and that tight blouse on, I became hard as a rock."

"I have never cheated on my husband before, but when you set down next to me and you began staring at my breasts, I felt very uncomfortable.  But I also began feeling something that I haven't felt in years- a feeling of wanting sex with another person.Then you slid your hand up my shorts, I almost orgasmed right then and there.  My voice told you to stop, but my body wanted you to continue."

"When I put my hand under your shorts, I was telling myself, what the hell, all that can happen is that you would smack the tar out of me.  But when I felt the wetness between your legs, I knew that you wanted me, too."

"That first day, when you took your shirt off, and I saw that you had an erection inside your shorts; my hormones began raging.  It has been years since I have felt like that.  I tried not thinking about that, but the more I tried not to think about you , the more I couldn't get you out of my mind."

"I do have something to tell you.  How old do you think I am?"

Faye replied, "about 19."

"Nope, how about 14"

"What the hell?  14!!!!  You can't be serious!!!  OH MY GOD!!!  You are a minor", Faye exploded.

"Yep, whether you believe me or not, I am only 14", Mark replied.

"But with that body of yours and that big penis that you have.  I can't believe it!!  I could go to jail for this,"  Faye added.

"But only if someone knows, and I'm certainly not going to tell", Mark said.

"You mean I allowed a 14 year old baby to fuck me like he was a man,"

"Yeah, but this 14 year old baby had you screaming - wanting me to keep fucking you with my 9 inch cock."

I continued listening as Faye and Mark continued their conversation.  Obviously Mark had seduced my wife and had been fucking her for the past two days.  What was I to do about this situation?  I needed to go get my camcorder, in case I ever needed this as evidence.  So, slowly I walked downstairs and got the camcorder and then moved back upstairs where I got into a good spot where they couldn't see me. 

Mark, then spoke up, "There is one thing that you will need to do."

"What is that? "Faye asked.

"I have some friends coming over, that would really like to bang your body.  I told them  that you were a great fuck, and that you loved having a cock up your cunt."

"You are insane!!!  I will not become a slut or whore for you or your friends!!!!", Faye yelled.

"Oh, is that right???  Well, I think the police would love to hear that a 52 year old woman took liberties with a poor little 14 year old boy." Mark threatened.

"You wouldn't dare", Faye pleaded.

"Just try me", Mark added.

"Oh shit!!! What have I gotten into?"  Faye asked.

"No, it's what me and my boys are going to get into- your pussy.  Well, what is your answer?"

"I have no choice.  I certainly don't want to go to jail".

About that time, three young boys- no older than 12 or 13 walked into the house and then ran upstairs to the bedroom.  There was my wife, completely naked, with her hug tits hanging down and her pussy dripping with cum from Mark's big cock.  The boys began licking their lips and reaching for their cocks inside their shorts.

One of the boys (Jack) asked Mark, "Is this the slut that we are going to fuck?  Boy, look at those monster tits and that big ass of hers . I can't wait til I fuck this  whore's big fat cunt.

Mark then told Jack, "go ahead and do what you want to with her- she is ours for this week."

"You don't have to talk to me like that", Faye responded.

"Oh, shut up and open your pussy," Mark told her.

With that, Jack threw off his clothes and jumped ono the bed with Faye.

Jack was a relatively small boy, but he had a large dick hanging from his body- probably 7 inches, and he was ready to use it.  There was no foreplay as he slid his big dick inside my wife's gaping pussy.  Jack then began fucking Faye with a steady in and out rhythm.  You could hear the sound of his balls hitting her ass as he continued fucking her.  Faye got into the rhythm of being fucked as she began moaning about how good his cock felt as it continued its banging of her pussy.

"OHH GGOODD I love your cock- it feels so good as you fuck me.  Yeah!!!That's it- harder and faster- harder and faster. FUCK ME!!! YEAH! BABY!!

Jack's body began quivering as he hollered, "I'm going to cum- I'm going to shoot my cum deep inside your pussy"  With that, both my wife and Jack screamed as they got off at the same time.

"Boy, she was a good fuck", Jack said.

Mark then yelled at another of his boys, Ken.  "OK Ken- it's your time."

Ken smiled as he pulled off his clothes and he too was very well-endowed.  His cock was probably about 8 inches and normal size around.  Ken     told Faye to get on all fours as he was ready for some hard fucking.  Faye, then rolled over and got on all fours, as that wonderful ass of her was sticking up into the air.  Immediately, Ken drove his big dick home, right into her engorged pussy.

"OH Yeah!! That is right baby, fuck me good with that big hammer of yours.  Faye began bucking backwards to meet Ken's lunges.  They fucked for what seemed like an hour.  I began wondering, can this kid go forever?  Then, it happened.  Both began yelling and screaming that they were going to cum.

"OOOHHHH  SSSHHIITT- cum in me and I want to feel your hot sperm in my pussy," Faye yelled.

The last one of the boys was Bob.  He knew that he was next, so he , in turn, took his clothes off.  Bob wasn't very long- maybe 5 inches, but his cock was the thickest one around that I have ever seen.  It had to be as thick as my arm.  When Faye saw his cock, she yelled, "there is no way in hell I am taking that monster inside me."  But Mark told her to shut-up and open her legs.

Bob got onto the bed and turned Faye onto her stomach.  He then poured some  liquid onto her asshole.  Faye began screaming that he was not going to fuck her in the ass.  Then slowly, Bob started inching his thick cock into her ass hole.  Faye began yelling that he was hurting her and that he needed to pull out, but Bob continued his march toward filling Faye's ass with his cock.   Finally, he was in and he slowly began going in and out of her honey hole. Slowly, Faye began to warm up to being fucked in he ass.

"OOOHHH  YYYEEEAAHH  BBAABBYY your cock is feeling so good inside me.  Keep going!!  YYEEAHHH!!!  Don't stop!!!   Don't stop fucking my ass.  OOHHH  GGODDAMN that feels incredible!!!

Bob  started shaking as he shot his cum up into Faye's stretched ass .

Faye yelled, "I can feel your hot cum shooting into my ass  YYEEAAHHHH  That's it, baby!!  AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH

Faye laid all sprawled out; she was totally exhausted.

I was filming everything with my camcorder, and I had no idea what to do.  Here, my wife had just fucked several young boys and she loved it.  I walked back to where my car was parked and I caled her to let her know that my trip had been cancelled.  As soon as she hung up the phone, I saw the boys running out of the house.  I set for a while and then drove to my house.  When I opened the door, I hollered to Faye that I was home.  She yelled from upstairs that she had to take a shower because she had been working outside.  When she finished, she came downstairs and I asked her how was her day.  She responded that nothing out of the ordinary had gone on- just a normal day.

Mike has a decision to make in the next segment of this story.....

                           

Feeling more nervous than I ever had before, I said, "ok," and dropped to my knees and told him to rewind it back to that part so I can see what she was doing. He did and then I positioned myself so I could see the t.v good and as the scene started to replay, Tyler walked up to me and I opened my mouth for what was going to be my first blow job and he leaned forward and inserted his hard penis into my little warm mouth. I tried my best to imitate the actress on the tape, I would bob my head back and forth real fast and then take it out and lick it, then jack it, then do it all over again. I was really getting into it and about half way through, I started loving every second of it. I did it for about 10 minutes and then I heard him groan and I felt a stream of hot semen hit the back of my throat hard. I swallowed it and after it was over I got up off my knees and Tyler said, "well I guess it’s your turn," to which I told him, "no, it’s ok, I don’t want you to, I had a lot of fun doing it and that’s enough for me." "Are you serious ?" he said, and I said "yeah," and he quickly snapped back, "well good, cause so did I." Our relationship changed over the next few weeks, I went from being his best friend to pretty much being his girlfriend. We were spending like every day together and were messing around a lot. We were always looking for kinky and adventurous things to do and that is what got us in trouble a month after we started messing around. Tyler wanted us to take a shower together and me blow him, but we never got the chance, because our parents were always there. So one day, Tyler had the bright idea that we go to this campground that was about a mile from his house and pose as campers and take a shower together in the shower house. I agreed and we got our towels and off we went, little did we know what awaited us there. We rode up to this place and didn’t see anyone around, so we just walked in the bath house like we owned the place and picked the first shower stall. We got in and while I got naked, Tyler got the water nice and hot and then he quickly undressed and we both got under the shower head and his cock jumped to attention almost immediately. After we both got good and wet I reached out and took his erection in my small hand and rubbed it while I commented on the nice shaving job he did on his pubes. I didn’t have hair then and Tyler said that he wanted us to look alike, so he shaved.

"You want it now baby ?" I said in a sweet voice and with a big smile he nodded his head yes and so I assumed my now favorite position and dropped to my knees. As I always did, I gave the head of his dick a little peck kiss first and then I grasped the bottom of his shaft and took him in my mouth. After a couple of minutes I felt that it was time to tell Tyler some good news, so I took his cock out of my mouth for a second and looked up at him and said, "I’ve got some good news baby," "really ? what is it ?" he replied. "Well, mom and dad are going out of town tomorrow and wont be back for two days and so you can stay over and it be just us." "Kick ass," he said happily, "oh and I have a surprise for you too," I said with a smile. As the warm water ran soothingly down my back I resumed sucking and that is when it happened. I bobbed my head maybe two times before I heard this deep voice say, "hey, you two freeze !" I immediately stopped and turned to see this huge, six foot three, extremely muscular guy standing in the entrance to the stall. He looked to be about 40-45 years old, with a dark tan and real dark brown hair. He just stood there for a bit, wearing only a towel and shifting his eyes from me to Tyler and then back to me again. "Who are you kids ?" he barked. We told him our names and he asked if we lived in the area and we both said yes. He then asked if anyone knew that we were, to which we both said, "no." He smiled and stepped inside the stall and looked at Tyler and asked, "is this your little girlfriend ?" pointing at me, "yes sir, I guess so," Tyler said in a real shaky voice.

The man then looked at me and said, "does your mama know you got a boyfriend, boy ?" "No sir she doesn’t," I said in an equally shaky voice. "Well then maybe I need to go tell her right now, and your boyfriends mama too," the man then said with a evil grin. "No sir, please don’t, please don’t," Tyler said almost crying. "Well I tell you what boys, I’ll let you go on about your way now," "but you go home first and wait on him," pointing at Tyler. Tyler quickly obeyed and said to me, "I’ll see you in a bit at my house, ok?" "Ok," I said as I watched him scurry out of the stall. Now until now I have never told anyone what happened that day, or that whole next week for that matter, but I am telling it now. After Tyler was well on his way back home, the man turned to me and said, "stand up boy, get off your knees," which I did and he walked towards me, still wrapped in his towel and said, "now turn around." A few seconds later the mans hands were all over my little body. He kept squeezing my ass and saying, "that’s nice, that’s real nice." At one point he ran his middle finger into the crack of my butt and started feeling of my butt hole and then said, "ohhh, you’re nice and tight aren’t you ?" He turned me around and said, "now I did you a huge favor boy, and you owe me big time, go sit your cute little ass down, I’ll be right back and you better be here when I return, because I know where you live." I didn’t know if this guy was full of shit or not so I did as he asked. About 5 minutes later, he returned with another man, who was somewhat shorter than he, but was about the same age. He, like the first guy, only had on a towel. I was still sitting on the little changing bench, when the first man walked up to me, his crotch eye level with me and dropped his towel and out came this huge 8 inch penis that was rock hard. The other man stood directly beside him, he was also naked and had an equally large tool. I just looked at them and asked, "can I go now ?" "Sure you can," the first man said, "after you blow us both real good" and with that he grabbed the back of my head and shoved his cock in my face. So not wanting to get hurt, I opened my mouth and took him in. It wasn’t really a blow job, it was me holding my head still while they took turns pumping my mouth and then they both came all over my face and hair.

"You like that boy ?" the first guy said. Not wanting to piss him off, I said, "yeah I did," and he then said, "well good, because we are going to be here for another couple of weeks and you’re going to come by for one hour everyday next week, or else you’re parents will know everything." He then said that I better not tell and that they were in camp site number 46. I agreed and then set out for Tyler’s house, still trying to take in what just happened.

To be continued......

The Party, like most men of my age ,girls,fags and booze was the order of the day, occaisionally if you were lucky you could buy the odd Purple Heart, which would help the evening to go well...I arrived at the party at 8pm, it was held in a large old Victorian house in the posh part of Derby ,...Knocked on the open door, and this beautifull bird (Girl) opened the door ,she nearly floored me , her Big Breasts were held in a very loose fitting blouse,bra less I,d say, , you know the type, were you could get your lips on the end of the nipples and never let go (heaven), Oh I do like my breasts, I could collect them ( The women )...anyway after letting me in, she introduced herself as Penny,and taking me by the hand dragged me into the main room shoved a beer in my other hand,and proceded to introduce me to some of the other guests..........

Im not one for idle chit-chat, and most of the blokes were only interested in Soccer & seeing how much alcohol they could drink, how boreing, I was not there for the talk I was there for the women, my pecker was begining to stir and rear its head, and I thought it was about time I started to swan around looking to get my legover, .Most of the women there were young,I call them Jail Bait, and Penny was well away, in the Kitchen, she had her left hand down some guys pants, stroking his ever increasing cock and he was getting quite red faced ,because he was trying to hold a sensible conversation, and having your cock stroked ,while trying to concentrate,is bloody hard going.....but nice.

I strolled through the lounge and spotted a couple of girls ,not talking to anyone,nows my chance,I have always yearned for a chance to have two in the same bed...wondered up to them ,Introduced myself ,hello Im Russ and you are Jenny & Rose, they were 17 years old and fresh..Jenny had a nice pair of Tits she stood about 5.4" maybe 8-9 stone heavy, lovely ass.She wore a Micro skirt, Peach coloured blouse and spoke with a posh accent, Rose was a big girl in all quarters although she was young in years ,her figure was 10 years older, and her breasts were just like the soft pillows that we all like....yummy..

Well you know whats like,you always make a prat of yourself,trying to impress, let them think your something ,your not, big mistake. I told them I was a proffesional Musican with a well know band of the time, I could,nt play pussy, and of course when they brought down a guitar ,and announced that I was going to give a riff,I nearly died.. Well I slinked out of the house,with my tail firmly between my legs......................

Fourtunately the girls had a forgiving heart, and had followed me out of the house,and laughed at me, then each gave me a peck on the side of the cheek, and said come with us,and took me off to the Conservatory, it turned out that Rose,s Step Uncle owned the place and so we were safe....We walked about 100 yards away from the house, and there, it was a Half Timbered oversized Shed.

Shed from the outside it might be, but the inside was like Doctor Who,s box, it had all a man could want ,Big Bed, warmth ,light music and two girls oozing sex appeal... they were getting a little silly having already drunk far too much booze, so they layed down on the bed, and encouraged me to join them.......I did,nt need asking twice..

I lay down in the middle of them and gently caressed there necks ,and they began to Ooo & Arrgh , Rose the larger one of the two had a somewhat ill fitting Andy Pandy outfit on ,with a zip that went all the way down the front , and Jenny lent across me ,grabbed hold of the zip and dragged all the way down to just below Rose,s crotch,,and Rose then proceeded to remove her Cumbersome Bra, and her breasts spilled out.Im in my element, and took her breasts in my hands and guided my lips to her erecting nipples,and sucked, oh they were lovely absolute bliss, I kissed them,pulled on them ,mashed my face into them,and generally had the time of my life.........whilst all this was going on ,I noticed that Jenny had very kindly taken my shoes off for me,but had replaced them with leg cuffs and had attached me to the bed, so when I came up for air, I found I was unable to move off the bed...........

I asked Jenny whats going on,yes I said a little Bondage was nice,but they did,nt even ask me, and as I needed to take a leak, I requested that they free me, they did, and went off to the toilet, reliefed myself,came back into the room ,to be greeted with a very naked Jenny and she was Pussy stroking, she had nice pubic hair,not to much but nice to the touch..she encouraged me to Strip, telling me that she would like play sexy games, I was seduced by the thought of shagging her and Rose, so I took off my clothes, and was a little shy about revealing my now very hard cock, but with a little encouragement from Jenny ,who said she would like to suck it, I took off my boxers, and she wrapped her hand around its base, and started to stroke me,she asked whether I would lie on my belly,as she and Rose gave a good back massage, who was I to turn one of those down.

Like the willing lamb to slaughter, so I did exactly what was asked of me, what a trusting person I was, as soon as I laid down they encouraged me to put my arms towards the bed head,and while Rose was rubbing those pillows all over my back, Jenny cuffed me to the bed head, and they both applied an A Frame cuff to my ankles , I was well and truly trussed.........I then heard Jenny calling to someone outside, were ready, I was trying to see what was going on , they had already told me earlier that the Shed was well away from the house,and that there Step Uncle had had it soundproofed sometime ago,as he was a keen loud music listener, so I was straining to hear what was being said.

I decided to see if I could move my legs, I could but only up and down,but No further, and then I had a bit of a shock, the pillow that I was resting my head on was removed,and I was dragged to the side of the bed, and a pair of fingers suddenly pinched my nose ,and as I opened my mouth to breath a rather large cock thrust its way into my mouth, and I found myself being face fucked, and here was me hoping and dreaming to face fuck the girls..

Someone was holding my head firmly and shoving his cock in and out of my mouth, I thought the only way I was going to stop this ,is bite the bugger,not so easy,But I did make him wince, he pulled out ,and took a new position behind me, stuck his now lubed finger up my arse, and then proceeded to replace it with his cock, and started to fuck me.......This was my first encounter with another mans cock, apart from when I was about 11 -12 years old, I used to walk in the woods near our old home as a child, and one day spied this old man having a wank, well as a child I was fascinated

here was a pink long stick being rubbed and a stream of white stuff flew out the end,(was it Aladins Lamp) who would,nt be fascinated, anyway he caught site of me, and stopped me walking away , he did,nt hurt ,but gave me a sixpence to let him feel my little cock, Well what could hurt,not being any the wiser,I let him take my trousers down and my underclothes and rub me, it got hard, and he rubbed me faster,he also took out his own cock,and gave it to me to fondle, well Im sure you can guess what happened, and out it poured once again,.This meeting continued for about a year or so, the money became very useful, I bought Chocolate,and the 1950s it was a luxury...and of course my Mother was wondering where all the white stuff was coming from everyday.

The man riding my bottom was getting quite rough,he started to smack my arse cheeks,and I could feel his cock getting larger,he was holding on to my shoulders with a firm grip, and beginning to shout , telling me how he was going to stuff his cock back into my mouth where I would have his pleasure of licking all his cum off,,,,,,,and then it happened he exploded with a mighty whoosh flexed his muscles and his cock filled my arse with his sperm, after about a couple of mins,he slowly drew his cock,and raised himself off me and the bed, As I was facing to the outside of the bed,I could see this cum dripping cock getting very close,Open your mouth he said,I was in no position to refuse, and shoved his cock in once again ., he did,nt shaft as hard as last time, it was more like a spring clean, I,ll wash, he will dry........

Oh my arse was sore, Someone uncuffed me ,and I was left to my own devices, I rested ,got up washed my anus, mouth etc, re-dressed and left,the party had finished ages ago, and I saw no-one, I assumed the girls legged it after they made their capture.........

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That little escapade happened a few months ago, and I was determined that I was going to exact my revenge, not to nasty,but nasty enough...........As I had said earlier , I drove coaches for a living,but what I failed to share with you that I did not have to work, My late parents had worked very hard in the Jewelery Business , and they had inherited a lot of money assetts etc from their respective parents, and amoungst the assetts was a Circular Fort, this was a Building created for soldiers to help repel Napoleon when he invaded England, the Fort was located about 8 miles into the Bristol Channel... It was given to me ,along with a large sum of money, which allowed me to not only restore it ,but open a road tunnel to it.

There were 25 Dungeons which I fully restored,and had erected hanging bars inside each cell, also there were full facilities for 30 people to live their permantly, I spent a lot of money bringing it up 5 star standard and when not working ,I lived their most of the time...

Now each year The Clothes Show happened,I decided that this year was going to be my time, I was going to Kidnap for want of a better word a number of young girls,which I would keep as my sex slaves, I was looking forward to the days when my cock would ache with to much pleasure...On the fortress I had installed CCTV Cameras everywhere including looking out to sea, the walls of the fort were 22 feet thick, and 28 feet high,I had built a small lookout tower on each corner, The building itselfs was the total size of four football pitches, so not an easy place to leave.......Whilst at school I had experimented in the science lab,and invented a knock out gas, which allowed me about two hours to knock my rabbits and perform life saving operations on them, I had kept the formula........

On November the 8th I wrote a plausable letter to both Rose & Jenny offering them a free day out at the Clothes show, and VIP treatment afterwards, I also wrote to a sixth form offering them the same facility, 28 replied out of 40 sent...so we were off, I would collect all of the Girls from Plumpton Station ,and they would board my coach , and off we would go, well that was the theory, 28 girls didnt turn up, The total party was made up of Four female Teachers all of which were in the mid to late 30s, and 24 upper sixth aged between 16 -19 years...., Rose and Jenny were one of the first on the coach both still looking as sexy as when I first met them.......No doubt your wondering why they did,nt reconise me, make is not only for girls ,especially in a time of need...

With everyone aboard safely , we headed off to the clothes show,well thats what they thought, but we were heading for the M39 towards the Bristol area and I suddenly was aware that people were moving around in the back, so it was Gas Mask on , and the formula was sprayed out of the ducts on the ceiling, and soon all was quiet, all fast asleep, I put the extractor fan on , which cleared the coach of any remaining gas,and we continued on our way.........About 30 mins later, we arrived at the tunnel entrance, it was located inside a farm building, I open the door via remote,and drove in, the door shut behind and we were now heading down the long drive under the earths surface............

It takes just about 40 mins to travel the 8 mile tunnel, making sure that all lights go out as you pass through the sensors all the way down, once we arrived ,it was time to inspect the cargo....rather than inspect, I felt it more important to get the passengers off the bus and into their quarters, I had made a carrier which would hold 6 persons and could be remotely operated , so having guided each awakening girl,out of the bus and into the carrier and then into there beds for the moment, I quickly cleared the bus and got everyone settled into there new home......

As the place is well away from prying ears or eyes , I could leave them to rest, and do a full inspection tomorrow. My helpers in this project were two 23 year old girls (Cassey & Janney, both from the USA, they were here illegally),who were Bi-Sexual, I had saved them from a very nasty beating some three years ago,and with no where to live,they accepted my offer of safe accomodation , and they swore an alleigance to me and my needs, and they sexually satisfied my and there own needs.Like me they also fantisied about sex slaves......

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Cassie & Janney were up early,and brought me nice cup of tea, they told me that because they were so excited at the prospect of having fresh pussy, that they thought it would a good idea if ,as our guests,for want of a better word, were attached to there hanging bars before they were fully awake. So they had been around every cell ,and complete the attaching task, all were now ready for inspection......

I washed and dressed,ate a little breakfast,and then started at cell A, one of the teachers was hanging and moaning about her captivity, let me out of this fucking place,she kept shouting, I notice that the more she shout the prouder her breasts became.She was about 33 years old, Five feet eight inches tall ,and weighed around 144 lbs, her long blonde hair was down to waist level and she had a good figure, I asked her ,her name, fuck off she replied, calling me /us all the names under the sun, , I decided to let Cassey & Janney explore this lady,s body , and they took up the challenge.She wore a long skirt ,and her blouse showed nothing of her hugging figure, Cassey unziped her skirt and tugged it down to her feet, it could,nt be taken completely off as all our captives had been fitted with ankle bracelets ,earlier in the day.....

(A) was being very uncoporative, but this made the chase even more exciting, I had got a hell of a hard on, and was looking forward to rapeing my first victim, I suppose it has to be called rape,as I did,nt think they would have sex with me voluntary, so forced sex it would have to be.........

Anyway as I was saying Cassey and Janney ,removed this ladies clothes including footwear,only leaving her Bra & Pants on can,t spoil the excitement , I had the pleasure of removing the balance of clothing, I unclipped her Bra,and it revealed a lovely pair of 36Ccup breasts, they were nice and firm, an absolute please to touch and fondle, we lowered (A) to the floor and I then removed her Panties, I took them in my hands and sniffed them, they smelt of fresh pussy juices, you know the type like Channel No 69 ,gives you desire to touch ...........

Oh she was a beautiful dolly, ripe for a good fuck, lovely mouth my cock would fit in just dandy, I drooled at the thought, (A) was still moaning about her untenable position, I pointed out to her that if she behaved she would be released soon, I lied,Ok she said, my name is Catherine ..........., surnames were not kept or used to address the captives.....I asked Catherine what sexual preference was ,as I did,nt want spoil the goods (What a Two faced Bastard I am)......... we allowed her to sit down on her bed,and take stock of her situation, she then ate the food which had been offered to her earlier on in the day, and we left her in her cell, did,nt want to over alarm her, but I was looking forward to shagging her, later..........

We decided to get all the girls stripped and get the clothes incinerated, as we wanted to avoid leaving any clues.....Of course you must be wondering why the arm of the law ,are not looking for the women, easy , the VIP treatment included tickets for the clothes show,and because it happened on a Friday meant we could offer a weeks entertainment ,including a photo shoot ,for young aspiring models, so a week away from the outside world,gave us a great advantage.........Back to the business in hand, and my cock needs relief,,,,!

All the cells were (A) through (Z), so I followed Cassey and Janney around the cells and stopped at a young girl crying, she was sobbing her heart out, she was complaining that she could,nt see her pals, as each cell was seperate ,with high walls in between each one , it was impossible for anyone to see each other........I opened the cell door , they were Barred Doors not locked as each female was attached to the hanging bars, they were not going anywhere..Hello I said whats your name, Lucy ,and old are you Lucy,17 she replied, she was a slight girl ,small breasts a very firm and tight arse, she had yellow jeans on with a interesting array of coloured tops ,Goth I was told , Very dark make-up,and dark hair ,cropped short. I started to remove her tops ,one by one, and then she kicked off,protesting that I was infringing her person, well I thought I had been very nice,not getting angry at all, but this pushed me over the edge, I grabbed her by the 3rd top, and dragged over my knees, and sat down, pulled her up to my thighs,and proceeded to smack her firm bottom,she was still squealing like a stuck pig,Cassey came into the cell,and quickly removed her leg retraints and pulled her jeans off with a quick tug,and then left me alone with her, I gave her one or two more hard slaps on her bare skin, and then dragged her panties off, what a Peach of a pussy she had, it was grand, full and plump ready for eating , I raised above me again and got to work on her delicous cunt, my tongue was salivating at the thought ,licking her pussy,chewing on her clit,and she began to respond,and quickly comming to orgasm flooding my mouth with her scented juices......Because I had raised off me accessing her arms was difficult, so I used a Cut throat razor, took the blade out of its cover,and proceeded to cut the remainder of her clothing off, leaving only her bra ,which I quickly undid, and those lovely pert tits came into full view...

Of course she was still bound to the Hanging Bar,and I was then able to stroke her breasts,I then lowered her back to the bed,she chose a sitting position, her legs hanging free over the bed end...I told her in no uncertain terms,that if she mis-behaved again ,not only would she be spanked , but I would remove all forms of comfort, and that the bare floor was not all that good to sleep on,she nodded her head in agreement.....I took her by the hand,having removed all the bracelets etc,and led her out and made our way to the other end of the cell area, with her completely naked,and with those little tits bouncing gently and that pert arse with a lovely wobble, all of which gave me a solid erection, headed towards the open lift area which would take us to the middle & and the more comfortable section which contained King sized beds,and a proper seating area..we were just about to step into the forever revolving lift, and I looked back to hear a sudden niose, of swearing and general shouting.

I took the handcuffs out of my belt,and locked Lucy to one of the many fixing points in the Cell area, and turned back towards the cell that contained Janney,having difficulty removing the clothing from a Redhead, she was one of many who seem to be into Goth, more earings, body piercings *& tattoos than I had ever seen before, wriggle she was becoming an absolute pain, I went into the cell, forcibly grabbed her cunt through her panties, and told Stop,or I would hurt her, she squealed with pain ,and stopped, now thats better, answer Janney,s questions,and lets have no more of this noise, or you Will be hurt.....

Whats your name Emma she said, Im 19 years old and I don,t like being here.Well I said I don,t think anyone of you is enjoying it, but I am, your here to entertain me,and your pussy will entertain more than just my cock..

Cassey came across the room,and brought with her Rose, of course she was totally nude and her breasts were drooping,I had not seen her pussy before, nice pubes, but Cassey had other ideas, and she started to suck Roses tits in front of everyone, so they all were allowed a glimpse of what was going to happen to them in the future.....

Emma was transfixed watching Cassey suck tits and pussy play, and started to rub her own clit, she was a good looking girl,apart from her bandy shaped legs, her pubic hair was a similar colour to her head hair, and her Breasts were firm , Janney had finished removing the balance of her clothing,and placed it into a large bin in the center of the room, where it would be taken away,and destroyed later....I decided to take Emma with me as well , so I now had two for the price of one....Before taking them both up to the middle section,I went over to the Tannoy System, and read out the rules of there stay.There is only one rule, Do As You Are Told,and No Harm will befall you,Disobey and you Will Come to Harm. I further explained that were well away from land, and anyone thinking they could swim back better think twice,as the imediate perimeter was mined,and anything disturbing the area would become fish food....(Abosolute Crap, but it had the desired effect)

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Chapter Four ,Book 2 Later, I would welcome any constuctive comments,to be left in the review section...

Ken, as I was going to call him, was a slim man with blonde hair and glasses, very polite and quite sociable. His wife, Amanda, was an actual knock out with long auburn hair that you just wanted to run your fingers through, and a shapely figure crested with a pair of beautiful round breast. Somewhere on the large end of a c-cup if I had to guess. (Not that I purposely gawk at other men's women, but she always wore a low cut dress or shirt that displayed her chest prominently. What else could I do but look?) She was far more quiet than her husband, seeming to let him do most of the talking, while she just smiled and listened. Then there was, of course, Lauren. A thirteen year old clone of her mother as far as appearance. All of those striking features of her mom in the beginning stages of development.

I was just into the shaving portion of his bath, when they came in. Ken insisted that one of the family should assist me in the process since he planned to take his father home to live with him when he was released. To my surprise, it was the thirteen year old who volunteered, a far cry from the average youth.

"Are you sure you want too?" I asked with some concern," Phil's whiskers are hard to cut with these dime-a-dozen safety razors. Besides you have take special care not nick him"

"I don't mind," she said with a smile,"Anyways, I want to help in caring for grandpa as well."

"Phil is it alright if with you?"

The old man smiled proud of his granddaughter, "Sure Mike, anyone willing to help this old fellow out is fine by me."

So we commenced in shaving my patient, with me mostly directing Lauren's work. I was pleased to see she was careful and tender with her grandfather. It seemed as if the old man was going to be in good hands. All faired well, until she leaned in to the bed to get the hair on his upper lip. Wearing a loose summer shirt, it opened it up at the front giving me a near perfect view of her breast just shy of the nipple. They were round, full, and almost as big as her mothers. Jesus, I thought, she isn't wearing a bra . I, being the decent kind of guy and surely not someone who would get kicks out of an underage peep shows,  turned my head away, averting my eyes . I remember being extremely glad that the parents were out in the hall, currently talking to the doctor, not here to witness this moment of indiscretion. Thankfully, Phil too was oblivious, too weak to look anywhere but up at the ceiling. Lauren noticed my flushed face, and asked if I was alright.

"Yeah, I’m... just fine. It's that," I turned to her trying very hard not steal another glance at her bosom, but I failed miserably. "Your shirt."

Realizing what was happening, Lauren quickly yanked her top closed. Unfortunately, she had forgotten the razor she held to her grandfather's upper lip, and nicked it terribly. As a cut on someone’s face always seems to do, it bled in a terrific manner.

"Oh God, I...I.." she stammered her shame now replaced with horror.

I quickly snatched up some Kleenex and pressed it to wound. "It's alright, dear. Just tell my aide to come in here. Everything’s going to be okay."

I was half lying. The wound wouldn't kill Phil, but in his poor state it most likely wouldn't heal well either. It would be nasty a scar that remained for the rest of his days.

She quickly obeyed and darted out the door. What followed was a small commotion, I like to think of as organized panic. The overly concerned doctor, and my head nurse came into the room asking a million questions, trying to make sure what happened wasn't a malpractice suit in the waiting. Luckily, the laceration wasn't too bad, and all it required was a butterfly stitch which he had to wear for 4-5 days. That, however, didn't help poor Lauren, who was crying at the end of the event.

"I'm so sorry," she pleaded, "I didn't mean it."

I shot up from my bed, wild eyed with terror. I felt a dampness on my penis and for a terrible moment, I believed I was still in the hospital, just minutes away from being arrested for statutory rape. It took a second longer for me to come around, but I wasn't glad when I did. My mind went back to that unreal experience. Dear God in heaven, I thought, what the hell is wrong with me? I just fantasized about face fucking a little girl barely through of middle school. I again felt the dampness around my groin, and immediately threw back the sheets. In the morning light, the cloudy white substance that covered the sheets and me was unmistakable. It had been more than a decade out of puberty and here I was a recipient of a benefited wet dream. Christ, wasn't this shit impossible for a man in his twenty something’s!

Ken took me aside and asked me what happened. Thinking a white lie might salvage this situation I said, "Honestly, Ken, it wasn't her fault. She was doing just fine until Philip went into one of his coughing fits. A really bad one at that. His head just jerked back and the worst possible moment. Things like this happen to the best of us."

Lauren overheard me, and was little astonished at what I was saying.

I added directing my attention to the girl, "Lauren hun, accidents do happen. Don't let this setback stop you from helping your granddad. He is going to need all of you guys from this point on."

She nodded, realizing the prudent thing was to leave certain details out, "Ok."

"Don't be too shaken up," I pressed earnestly," It isn't your fault, I mean it."

With that she smiled,” Thanks, Mike."

Soon the three of them left, and a little while after that I finally headed home for the late evening. Eventually, I got to bed and thought over the day's event in that window of time before sleep. I really did admire, Lauren for her stewardship of her granddad, and hoped she wasn't scared off by her accident. My mind then wandered back to the moment when I caught a glimpse of her, replaying it over in my head. The last few months my libido was pretty much nonexistent, and mind unintentionally fixated on Lauren. Worse yet, I was beginning to feel the stirrings of arousal, and my dick began to hardened. Disturbed, I turned myself over, and tried to banish the incident from my conscious mind. Eventually, I succeeded, however, when sleep took me, my unconscious was far less prudent and my secret urges were revealed.

I was back on the hospital wing heading into Mr. Reddington’s room. It was time again to clean up the old man so I had a wash basin and rag in hand . I opened the door expecting to see tired ole Phil, but I instead was greeted by the sight of a smiling, vibrant Lauren lying in his bed. The head was raised, and a white sheet draped her front as she was looking at me expectantly. "Is it my turn for a sponge bath, Michael?" she inquired innocently.

"Yes, it is hun. You don't mind if I do it... I could have one of the female staff-"

"No, its ok, I would like you to wash me, please."

" Alright." I set my things down and moved to pull the bed sheet away from her. Slowly, I exposed her chest all the way down to her belly, just stopping short of her hips. Her nipples were small and erect in the cool air, and I realized her breast where about the size of her moms, however, on her small frame they looked a little bigger. I traced my eyes down her petite form to just where the bed sheet stopped. There I could see just the smallest wisp of brown pubic hair. Probably not long grown in.

" You’re so beautiful," I remarked.

"Thank you," she replied, "I'm glad you like my body."

I readied the basin. Soaking the cloth in the warm soapy water, I brought it to her breasts and gently massaged them through the material. In response, she pushed herself into my hand and began to gyrate with my motion. I worked the cloth over and underneath her bosom, finally grasping one by the underside. Cupped in my palm, I squeezed it gently, lifting it up on her chest. Obviously, I was no longer washing but rather fondling a young girl.

"Yes, play with me," she cooed, " Do what you want. I am all yours. "

I reached over with my free hand and took her other tit, pressing the two of them together. With her nipples almost touching, I leaned and suckled one then the other. I followed this by running my tongue along the bumpy surface of the areoles causing her to groan with lusty approval. While I was nursing off the young girl, my erection tented out the front of my scrubs.

Lauren, noticed this, reached over and grasped my member through the fabric, "Oooo, I Michael. Please, let me see your cock. "

At her touch I gasped, and relented my attention to her chest. I was unable to respond with anything more than a groan. I pulled the elastic band of my pants down past my groin and I was amazed to see my penis as it sprung out. It was now a full seven inches rather than my normal six, and on top of that, it was circumcised much like in the porno films. Lauren traced her finger on the underside of my dick from the base to the head. In response, precum slowly trickled up from the slit. She then grasped the neck and inched her head down until her lips was a breath away from the tip. Sticking her tongue out she slid it along the vertical divide, lapping up the fluid. I shuddered uncontrollably in response.

With her large brown eyes she looked up at me. Holding my gaze, her power over me was so immense that I couldn't look away, "Michael, do you want your cock in my mouth?" she asked as if she didn't already know the answer.

"Please," I whispered. My equilibrium was shot and I could hardly remain standing.

She smiled demurely, “I’m sorry I didn't understand you. Could you say that again?"

I groaned with need, "Please...suck me."

She ran her hand up and down my cock in a slow stroke, her smile growing wider, clearly enjoying this game, "Suck what?"

"Suck my..." It was hard to speak as my breathing was labored and heavy, "Suck my dick."

She tisked me and chided, "You want a little girl like me to suck on your dick. Suck on it until you empty all your cum into my mouth." In response, more precum bubbled up from my head which she immediately licked off as well.

In my frantic mind, rage danced madly with arousal. I was halfway ready to take this little cocktease by force, "Yeessssssss!" I hissed angrily through my clenched teeth, "I want to fuck your sweet doll face! Fuck it, and not stop until I blow all load into your mouth."

Her smile shrank away, taken aback but what I said. Her lips pouted, and disappointed that the game was over she remarked sarcastically, "Ok, I will only since you asked so nicely."

   And with that she wrapped her lips around the head of my cock. I felt her warm tongue run up and down the tip. Leaning forward she took more of me into her moist confine stopping just past the back of her tongue . She then slid back sucking as hard she could all the way, her cheeks compressed on the sides. Stopping shy of the ridge of my head, Lauren again and again repeated this motion, gradually picking up the pace. As she orally caressed my member, she uttered low guttural groans of delight with the sensation of her voice pleasuring me even more. Every now and then, she released my dick with an audible pop, and licked and suckled my purple head with abandon. The sound was akin to the smackings of a child with a lollipop. After not to long, the underage blow job became more than I could take and I felt the beginning of climax overtaking me. My whole body tensed, and like a pro Lauren drove my shaft deep into her mouth. I cried out so loud that people could her me on the other side of the ward as my ejaculate sprayed the back of her throat. My legs gave out from under me and I seized the side rail to hold my self aloft as Lauren continued the oral sex. Shot after shot of sperm was expelled and swallowed, as the adolescent milked every last drop from me.

When it finally stopped, she released me and I fell forward, splaying myself across the her lap. She ran her fingers in my hair, and then leaned forward and whispered huskily. "I'm all yours, Michael. Do what you want."

I then heard the inevitable twist of the door knob, followed by the room door swinging open. Next came a gasp of astonishment from my charge nurse, as she saw one of her staff with his pants around his ankles, across the lap of a nude thirteen year old, with trickles of cum leaky from both sides of her mouth.  

I shot up from my bed, wild eyed with terror. I felt a dampness on my penis and for a terrible moment, I believed I was still in the hospital, just minutes away from being arrested for statutory rape. It took a second longer for me to come around, but I wasn't glad when I did. My mind went back to that unreal experience. Dear God in heaven, I thought, what the hell is wrong with me? I just fantasized about face fucking a little girl barely through of middle school. I again felt the dampness around my groin, and immediately threw back the sheets. In the morning light, the cloudy white substance that covered the sheets and me was unmistakable. It had been more than a decade out of puberty and here I was a recipient of a benefited wet dream. Christ, wasn't this shit impossible for a man in his twenty something’s!

The voice of my midnight lover came to me again, almost no more than a ghostly whispered, "Do what you want ." it insisted.

I grasped my forehead more than a little disturbed.

"Shit.", I remarked to no one in particular

 

 

  Coming soon... part two, where I struggle to keep fantasy from being reality.

 

 

“John, I was visited two days ago by an attorney from Houston.  He wants to see you as soon as possible and left this letter for you.”

 

I opened the letter and it said:

            Sir:

            I regret to inform you of the death of you great uncle, Daniel King.  As his only living relative, you will inherit his entire estate and portfolio.  Please contact this firm at your earliest convenience.  There are many legal requirements that will require your presence.

 

            Very sincerely yours,

            Robert Watson, esq.

 

“I’m sorry for your loss, John,” my friend and commanding officer said. 

“Thank you, sir.  I didn’t know him.  I met him a few years at a family reunion for my mother’s family just before my parents were killed in the car wreck,” I replied.

“John, I know of that law firm and it’s a very prestigious firm.  They handle only the richest of clients.  They specialize in corporate law and have some of the country’s best financial advisors.  You take some time and go down to Houston and see to your uncle’s will and come on back.  However, if you are going to inherit as much as I feel, you can come back and resign your commission.  I would appreciate you doing that here if that is your decision.”

 

I cleaned up and made the call to Houston.  He asked me to come down in two days and plan to spend most of the week with them.  He gave me an address where my uncle kept an apartment in the city and told me the security code for the elevator and apartment door.  He told me to check in with security at the main entrance before going to the elevator.  I drove down to Houston that afternoon and found the address.  It looked like a commercial building, but I parked out front and went to the front door.  It was after 6 pm and the door was locked.  A speaker came to life and the voice said, “Good evening, Mr. Kelly.  We weren’t expecting you until tomorrow evening.  Please come in.”  The door clicked and I pulled it open and entered the building where I was greeted by a security guard that looked like a US Marine except he was wearing a suit.  He identified himself as Harry and worked for a firm owned by my uncle.  “I was sorry to hear about your uncle, sir.  He was well liked by all of us.  Please carry this pager with you whenever you are in the building.  It contains a small radio that also displays your location.  You will be given a permanent device when you meet with your attorneys tomorrow.  That device is good wherever GPS can be detected.” 

 

The “apartment” was the entire top floor of the building and something one would see in a movie.  Definitely masculine with lots of wood and leather.  The chairs were large and looked comfortable.  The wet bar in the corner would match any hotel’s bar and was solid marble.  The view out the windows was not blocked by anything.  I felt hungry and looked for the kitchen.  When I found it, I also found a note that said the cook was on duty in her apartment and if I needed her to press the red button on the wall next to the refrigerator.  Since I am limited to only bacon and eggs, I pushed the button.  In about 5 minutes a door opened into the kitchen and a rather small, very pretty Latin lady entered.  She was about 5 feet tall and weighed about 110 pounds.  She had a nice figure and her appearance was immaculate. 

 

“Señor Kelly, I am Ruby,” she said.  “I am sorry about your uncle.  I felt deeply about him and he always treated me well.  I am your cook and am on call 24 hours a day.  If I am not here, my replacement will be.  What would you like for your evening meal?”

“How about a steak.  Medium rare, and any kind of potato except mashed.  Any vegetable except hominy or peas.  Can you do that?”

“Si, señor.  It will be ready in about 15 minutes.”

 

The meal was worthy of any restaurant I had been in.  She fixed baked potato with a cheese sauce and bacon bits, glazed carrots, and cream of broccoli soup.  She even had fresh baked rolls.  It was delicious.  After dinner, I sat in the office and looked through the desk.  Very orderly and told nothing about him except that he was organized.  I continued looking around and found a safe.  It was unlocked and empty.  In the closet were about 40 suits, dress shirts, ties, and as many pairs of shoes.  The suits were all tailored and fit remarkably well.  The shoes all appeared to be new and were my size.  I went into the bathroom and decided to take a shower.  When I stepped out, my clothes were gone and there was a robe and slippers waiting.  I put on the robe and when I went into the bedroom, Ruby was turning down the bed.  “I thought you were the cook,” I said.  “I am the cook, but I also take care of other needs for you.  I don’t clean.  Not even the pots and pans I dirty.  That is Maria’s job.  My job is to take care of you.  If you wish I will even go with you to Venezuela.” 

 

“I’m not going to Venezuela.”

“Oh, si, señor.  And to Argentina.  I went to these places with your uncle.  He likes my cooking and other talents so I even went with him on his ship once but he normally takes the lady and her daughters that live in the house in Venezuela. ”

“My uncle is married?  I thought he had no other relatives.”

“No señor he is not married.  The lady and her daughters work for you, now.  She takes care of the cooking and her daughters take care of the cleaning.”

“What did you mean when you mentioned a ship?”

“Your uncle has a ship in Venezuela.  It is a big ship with bedrooms for 10 crewmembers and sleeps 16 guests.  The master bedroom is very big and has a very big bed and two bathrooms.  There is a beautiful dining room on the main deck, and a very big TV on the deck above.  I have only been in the bridge on the top floor once, but it is very impressive with radar screens, radios, and lots of things I don’t understand.  There is a bench to sit on where you look down on the instruments and it makes into a bed.  There is a bar behind this and some tables and chairs where people can lay in the sun.  It is magnificent.” 

 

She asked if I would like a nightcap before bed, and I told her I did not drink.  “I think I am just going to bed.  It has been a long day.”  She reached over and started untying my robe.  “What are you doing?”  “It is okay señor.  This is what I do for your uncle.”  I told her I could undress myself and she laughed and said her uncle was better at undressing her than himself.  With that comment, she walked over to a chair and removed her dress.  She was wearing thong panties and no bra.  When she bent over removing her panties she showed me a gorgeous ass.  Her legs were perfect.  When she turned around I saw she shaves her pubic area and her breasts were very small but absolute perfection.  Her pussy lips protruded and I became instantly aroused.  She walked over to me and pushed my robe back off my shoulders and I let it drop to the floor.  When she felt my erection she stepped back a step and looked down at me.  “Oh my!  You are so much larger than your uncle.”  She reached over and took me in her hand and slowly guided me to the bed pushing me down on my back.  She leaned over and took me into her mouth and slowly worked up and down taking more of me each time until I felt her chin on my balls.  With that she proceeded to give me the best blowjob I had ever experienced.  In the position I was in there was no way to reach her.  I wanted to get my hands on her tits and that ass.  I looked down and the mirrors on the closet doors gave a perfect view of her sucking on my cock.  Her breasts were swaying with each motion and her ass was moving back and forth.  It was a beautiful sight.  I felt my orgasm building and warned her, but she just continued with the same motion until I erupted into her mouth.  When she finally drained me, she raised up and started crawling toward me straddling me.  Her breasts, though small, were sliding over my abdomen up my chest until she was positioned on all fours with her small face over mine.  I reached for her breast and with the other hand pulled her down to kiss her.  Her tongue was very active and she did know how to kiss.  I pulled her up some so I could kiss and nibble on her breasts while I took her ass cheeks in my hands.  I brought my hand between her legs from behind and started teasing her pussy lips with my fingers.  This brought a gasp from her and she raised up to give me better access to her.  I continued to nibble and suck on her breasts and found her clit with my fingers.  Rubbing and flipping her clit with one hand, I inserted a finger in her vagina with my other hand.  She started moving with me becoming very aroused.  Suddenly she rose up very quickly causing me to lose contact and she moved back and dropped down on my cock.  It slid into her with no effort and she pushed down while raising her body up to get my dick all the way into her.  She sat up and pushed down further onto me.  She sat still for a moment telling me that she had never had so large a penis as mine inside her.  It stretched her two ways at once and felt wonderful.  Then she started squeezing and releasing her vaginal muscles milking my dick like she was gripping me with her hand.  She did not appear to be moving at all, but she was fucking me all the same.  I could not take any more and grabbed her.  I flipped her onto her back and started stroking into her with long and slow strokes.  She was so tight and so small I felt like a dirty old man fucking a little girl, but it was wonderful.  I increased the tempo until I could not go any faster.  Her breasts were moving a small amount, but they were too small to bounce and sway.  She screamed and grabbed me around the shoulders while throwing her legs around my waist and started pumping back at me matching me thrust to thrust.  I exploded into her with the most intense orgasm I could remember, yet I kept thrusting and pounding her pussy as hard as I could.  Finally I was completely drained of energy and I collapsed upon her.  I lay there for a couple of minutes trying to get my breath back.  I rolled off her to one side and she was looking at me with total satisfaction on her face.  She closed her eyes and appeared to be asleep.  I moved down the bed and started kissing her just above her slit.  She jumped with every touch but did not open her eyes.  I worked down until I had her clit under my tongue.  I applied pressure with my tongue to her clit and moved it around.  She twitched and jumped and moaned but still did not open her eyes.  I stretched the skin tightly over her clit and started flipping my tongue back and forth and swirling it around her clit and I could feel her orgasm building as she started moving her hips back and forth, up and down.  Her orgasm came so suddenly she jumped and sat straight up in the bed yelling, “Oh God!” 

 

As she cooled down, she lay back and her breathing returned to normal.  “Señor,” she said, “That was the best sexual experience I have ever had.  Your uncle was kind to me, but he never brought me to orgasm except on a couple of occasions.  Thank you so much.”  She went to the master bedroom and I heard the shower.  I walked in and joined her.  We washed each other, soaped up and slid against each other rubbing and arousing.  I turned her around and reached around her washing her breasts while she pressed back against me moving her hips against me until I was, once again, hard.  I bent her over and took her from behind.  It was slow and sensual.  She hung on to the faucets and I slowly and deliberately stroked until I had a deep, calming orgasm.  This brought her to orgasm again, also, but it was also a light calming orgasm.  We again cleaned each other and stepped out of the shower.  We dried each other and while she was drying her hair I got in bed.  She joined me shortly and snuggled up to me.  I slept the sleep of the innocent.  No dreams and awakened fully relaxed.  Ruby was not in the bed but I could hear water running in the bath.  I sneaked into the bathroom and saw her bending over the tub wearing that same wrap-around light gray dress.  I crept up behind her and reached around her grasping her breasts while pulling her back into my erection. 

 

I knew I had made a mistake as soon as I felt the full breasts in my hands. She yelped and I staggered back as she turned.  It was not Ruby!  She looked at me and started laughing.  “You thought I was Ruby, didn’t you?” she asked.  “Señor Kelly, I am Maria.”  She deliberately looked down at my crotch.  “Ruby said you were larger than your uncle.”  Suddenly I realized I was naked and grabbed a towel to cover myself.  “Where is Ruby?” I asked.  “This is her day off.  I take care of you when Ruby is not here.  She should have told you.”  I told her she did mention it, but I wasn’t prepared for what that meant.  She told me that this would be a busy day for me and she had laid out my dark blue suit, a while shirt and a red tie.  She placed my underwear, socks, and black shoes next to the valet in the corner. 

 

“Maria, where did all these clothes come from?  Was my uncle and I about the same size?”

 

“No señor, you are taller and thinner than your uncle.  He had these clothes made for you about a month ago.  When he died, his clothes were sent to a charity and your clothes were hung here waiting for your arrival.”

 

“How did he know my size?’

 

“I do not know.  He had a way of finding out anything he wanted.”

 

She dropped her dress and said, “Now let’s get into the tub.”  She was naked, also shaved, but had full breasts, about a 32B, small waist, and also looked about 18 years, as did Ruby.  She took my towel, hung it on a ring and stepped into the tub holding my hand.  I followed her and we sat facing each other as she turned a knob that started a spa massaging us with the water.  She was beautiful sitting there with the bubbles breaking around her breasts.  Her nipples were large and protruding.  She reached under the water and pulled up one of my feet and began giving me a pedicure.  When she finished the one foot she pulled up the other and continued the pedicure, except this time she was moving her foot back and forth against the inside of my thighs finally moving against my manhood.  She finished the pedicure and said she needed to do my fingernails as she moved closer bringing her legs apart and sliding closer to me with her legs around my waist.  She worked on my nails holding them against her breasts.  I slid down the tub a bit and could feel my cock against her as she was starting my other hand.  Since I had a free hand, I started rubbing her breast and massaging it.  She didn’t miss a beat giving me the manicure, but when she finished, she tossed the equipment into the corner and slid toward me impaling herself upon my dick.  She grabbed me by the arms and slid on the bottom of the tub forward and backward fucking me in a way I had never imagined.  The pressure of the water between us and the pressure from the spa was wonderful.  The sight of her breasts riding on the water as she moved back and forth was spectacular.  She pulled herself hard upon me and started humping with a passion as she came.  Her breasts were in my face so I helped myself as I also came.  We sat there for a minute and she rose stepping out of the tub.  “Come on out or you will be late for your appointment with the lawyer,” she said.  I got out of the tub and she helped dry me.  As I dressed, she dried herself giving me some wonderful views and she slipped into some panties and wrapped the dress around herself.  She slipped on her shoes and stepped over to me untying the knot in my tie.  “Here, let me do that,” she said while tying a perfect four-in-hand knot.

 

Just then the doorbell rang.  “They’re ready,” she said.  I went to the door and two men in suits were there.  “Mr. Kelly, I’m William and this is Robert,” the first man said.  They looked like recruiting posters for the US Special Forces, except they were in suits.  I could see a bulge under the left arm of one of them.  “Okay, William.  But just who are you?”  “We are always near, sir.  We have the room across from your entrance and monitor the stairs, elevators, and hallway outside your suite.  We will escort you wherever you go.”  “Who do  you work for?”, I asked.  “You, sir.  You own one of the best security services in the world and are under contract to them to furnish bodyguard services for special people.  You are the best contract.  Best living conditioning, and best food, also.” 

 

Bodyguards.  What next?  We went to the elevator and Robert entered a code opening the door.  Down to the limo and over to the lawyer’s office, I suppose, but instead we went to another building and up to a suite that you would see only in a movie.  “Where is the lawyer’s office?”  I asked.  Robert smiled.  “Sir, your lawyers come to YOU.  They do not summon you.”  He looked at William and said, “I’m going to love working for this guy.  He doesn’t know how to be rich, yet.”

 

A middle-aged blond woman entered through a door I didn’t even see with a coffee service with bagels, cream cheese, and butter.  “Mr. Kelly, I am Angie.  If you need anything just press the white button on your phone and I will help you.”  With that she left.  When she shut the door, I had difficulty seeing it due to the perfect workmanship of the wood grain in the paneling.  “Well guys, want some coffee and bagels?”  William said, “Sir, we are the hired help.  The coffee and bagels are for you and the lawyers coming.”

 

“Bullshit!  If you are going to put yourself between me and any perceived threat, you you can damn well share my coffee and bagels.”  With that I pushed the white button and told Angie to bring two more cups and another pot of coffee.  “Okay.  Now fill me in.  You are either military or ex-military.  Unless I miss my guess, special ops, or something similar.  I have worked with your type before and if you know what to look for, it’s apparent.”  William explained he had been a Marine in recon and Robert had been a SEAL.  “What made you leave to come here?” I asked.  “Sir, the kind of action we have seen lately gave us all the excitement we needed for a bit, and the kind of money your uncle pays – paid – us was just too good to refuse.”  Angie came in with the cups and pot of coffee.  I offered her a cup and she smiled saying she had some coffee at her desk, and the gentlemen were here.  William and Robert started to leave, but I told them to take their coffee and they could sit at the table in the corner.  They took their coffee to the table, but when the lawyers entered, they never took their eyes off them.

 

The lawyers began.  “Mr. Kelly, before we begin, I need the pager you have.  This is the one you are to carry with you at all times.  Eventually this will be explained to you by others.  You are the sole beneficiary for your uncle’s businesses and estates.  Our firm handles all the legal matters in the United States, and also act as financial advisers for all funds that move within the US and it’s territories.  When you go to Venezuela, you will be met by Señor Ortega who is your main corporate lawyer for the Latin American and South American countries.  Most of your finances are handled through Venezuela for tax purposes.”

 

“Just how much am I worth?” I asked.  “We don’t know.  You have assets in Switzerland, throughout South America, and even in Russia.  Mr. Ortega will have all the figures.  Here in the USA your wealth about 3 billion.”   “THREE BILLION DOLLARS?”  “Yes sir.  There are some papers for you to sign, and I assure you everything is in order.  We have been your uncle’s lawyers for almost 40 years and he trusted us completely.  I hope you will, also.”  Three billion dollars,” I thought.  “Fuck the Coast Guard.  I am going to retire.”

 

We spent the next 6 hours signing papers and having Angie notarize them.  When we got to the assets here in the US he told me I had a large estate just north of Galveston with a deep water dock.  I owned three buildings in Houston and another in Galveston.  There were living quarters in all these buildings.  “Tell me about the ship,” I remarked.  “The ship is 55 feet long, steel manufactured – not fiberglass, three decks with a bridge deck.  There is a crane on the foredeck equipped to pick up your Land Rover and place it on the deck where it is chained down and a waterproof garage bolted around it.”  They said Uncle Dan only used it once and said he would just rent a car wherever he went.  The ship could be handled by two people but best if there are three.  It has only one diesel engine and the steering was magnetically connected so the prop could be rotated 360 degrees.  With the bow thruster, the ship could move sideways.  The engine and steering was manufactured in Galveston.  The ship was about 5 years old and had the latest electronics, two radar units (one for distance and one for close) satellite communications and weather reports.  It is literally state of the art. 

 

I am to meet with Mr. Ortega in 10 days and did I want him to come here, or go to Venezuela?  I told them I would go there, but first I had to resign my commission and get released from the Coast Guard.  I would call them to set up the meeting with Mr. Ortega.  They left and William and Robert came over.  “How did I do?”  “Pretty good, boss.  The lawyers wanted to take control of the meeting, but you kept control and told them YOU would set the meeting with Ortega.  You’re going to do okay.”  I asked them if their passports were in order and they were.  “Okay.  I’ve got to go to the base and get some paperwork done and find me a couple of guys for my crew.  I’m sure there is already a crew for the ship, but I want my own guys.”  When we left the building, they turned away from the direction I expected to go.  Robert explained they were heading for the airport to take me back to the base.  We pulled up to a hanger and Robert pushed a garage door opener and the hanger doors opened revealing two airplanes and a helicopter.   “Let’s take the helicopter, boss.  It’s makes a better impression.”  We got into the helicopter and took off.  Both Robert and William were multi-engine, jet, commercial rated.  Both could fly the helicopter and also had water landing aircraft endorsement.  As we approached the base, Robert called for clearance to land at the base.  When he was told landing here was denied, he gave some kind of code to the control tower and they immediately gave clearance to land.  William laughed and called him a name dropper.  We landed at the heliport and a limo was waiting to take us to base operations.  We were met by a full captain I did not know.  

 

“Sir, I am Lt. Commander John Kelly stationed here and I am here to resign my commission.”  The captain returned my salute and said he knew who and why I was here, then stepped around me.  “Good to see you again, Snake,” he said as he shook Robert’s hand.  “Thank you sir.  A little different from the last time we were together.”  “No shit, Snake.  That was some shit storm we were in.  Lucky we got out in one piece.”   “I take it you got my wire we were coming and the circumstances behind all the secrecy.”  “Yes we did.  John’s separation papers are completed and awaiting his signature.  Come with me, gentlemen.”  We went into an office where two men in suits were waiting.  “Commander, this is special agent Smith and special agent Jones.  Not their real names, of course.  They need to fill you in of a couple of things that you need to know and agree to.”  Agent Smith began.  “William and Robert are part of our team, and your uncle had many of our people on his payroll.  He allowed them to work in various parts of his vast organization and they pass us information we want.  Your ship is actually part of the Naval Reserve fleet, but no one outside this room knows it.  It contains equipment that our men know how to use and the equipment is kept in some of the crew’s quarters.  There will always be two of our men with you wherever you go.  They are always armed and are experts in hand-to-hand combat.  If you agree to continue with your uncle’s work your country would be grateful.” 

 

“Sir, I would do anything for my country, and this is no exception.  Robert and William can fill me in as needed.  However, I also came here to find two crewmen for the ship.  I had in mind CPO Calvin Lewis, who is due to retire soon, as chief of the boat, and also to find a good diesel mechanic who also knows electronics.”

 

The captain, whose name I never heard replied, “If Chief Lewis agrees, he is yours.  Officially he will be retired, but unofficially, he will be called up into the regular Navy as long as he is with you.  You will pay him his wages, and his Navy wages will go into his retirement account.  The same as for Jonesy.”  Jonesy?  Who the hell is Jonesy?

 

Chief Lewis reported to the office and smiled when he saw me, but looked smug when he saw everyone else.  “Chief, I have become immensely wealthy.  I have resigned my commission and have a ship.  I would like you to run it for me as my executive officer.  You will be paid the same rate as a full Commander in the Navy.  You will have free room and board and full retirement after 20 years.  I also need someone who is a magician with diesel engines and knowledgeable with electronics.  He gets the same deal except he will be paid the rate of Lt. Commander.  Know anybody that can do that and willing to come to work for me?”  “Yes sir.  Jonesy.”  When I looked surprised, he told me that he and Jonesy (CPO Nathan Jones) had already been briefed by the Captain and they accept the generous officer.  “When can you be ready to go to Venezuela?” I asked.  He said they would be ready to go tomorrow morning since they were already packed. 

 

Thus ends part one of “Becoming Rich”  Part two starts in Venezuela.