in Europe. How could I explain it to them, though? They would never understand. Their honeymoon in Mexico and mom’s second one in Italy with George was the peak of sophistication as far as they were concerned. To completely abandon ones entire family and friends only to live out of a suitcase and be a stranger wherever one went was beyond their comprehension.

 

They enjoyed my tales of old towns and cities in England and Greece, small villages in Scotland and Ireland and my mom even found Morocco to be more than just a hellhole on the map; still, I don’t believe I quite persuaded them of the intoxication one experiences when one leaves a small, oppressive, ‘friendly’ town and heads out into the big wide world.

 

They also failed to understand how I could have returned to the States and heading for Chicago, enrolling in college there rather than somewhere closer to home. As far as they are concerned, we’re talking about another hellhole on the map.

 

They have been taking turns keeping their eyes on me for the past three days, after which I was finally able to make a phone call without their suspicious glances following me, as if I was just about to dash out of the house never to return.

 

I knew Janie’s mom had passed away about a year after I left, and occasional letters that I received from my friends in Europe have told me that things in everybody’s lives were changing very rapidly. A few months away from home I began feeling like I couldn’t catch up anymore, things have been different for all of us. I never called any of my friends in four years, occasionally mailing a postcard, just so that they would know I was still thinking of them. I don’t believe they knew quite how often they all crossed my mind.

 

On the third day after I returned home, I finally gathered enough courage to call Janie, somewhat surprised, but pleased that the phone number had not changed. My mom told me that after her mother’s death, Janie and her father have finally moved to a new house, which had been a plan when we were still in high school.

 

“Hey!” was all I said and Janie screamed in delight. It felt good to be remembered so well.

 

She was so happy I called. What? I was at home? Oh my god, now she was really happy! She doesn’t have time to talk; she is on her way out the door as we speak. She is sitting for an exam, a really hard one, so she shouldn’t be late. Yeah, college is a drag, but it’s not all that bad really. She should be back in the afternoon. I absolutely have to come and we’ll go out and find other girls. But she’ll be back at four and do I know where she lives now? Yeah, I should come by exactly at four and we’ll hang out. And by the way, she’s pissed at me for not keeping in touch, but she’s very happy I called!

 

The avalanche of words seized as I hung up, memories of the past slowly creeping into my head. We had some good times together. I was glad I was about to see her again.

 

I made a few more calls to my old friends, but just like Janie, most of them were at colleges or their summer jobs and I didn’t get to talk to anyone else. The time seemed to slow down that day and I found myself antsy with anticipation of meeting my best friend again.

 

She showed me around her new home, which is absolutely amazing. Her dad, an architect, has decorated the entire place himself and the effect is astonishing. Unbelievable colors on the walls, furniture of unconventional shapes and sizes, abstract paintings, bowls of fruit, flowers and plants everywhere – her home looks like something out of a magazine. I have to admit I felt a bit envious at one point. Then, I remembered which town this beautiful home is in and my envy evaporated. No matter how stunning the house, I wouldn’t want to live here again.

 

As I sat in Janie’s bedroom, watching TV while she was taking a shower I was startled by a sudden appearance of her dad in the door. I didn’t hear him enter the house; his steps drowned by the running water in the attached bathroom and the TV sounds.

 

“Hello!” I said and he smiled. Still the same Mr. Davey I remembered. No grayness to be seen in his dirty blond hair, tall and sporty, his eyes full of mischief. When we were kids, Janie’s dad was the most fun of all our parents. He was always late bringing everybody home after soccer practices, having taken us to the local ice-cream parlor. He always cheered the loudest at our games, laughed the hardest at our jokes and tales of childish escapades.   He dressed the coolest and listened to the same music as we did, never minding the loud volume, which would have made any other parent delicately point out that the neighbors will complain and would we please turn it down. Still the same, handsome Janie’s dad. I have always suspected most of her friends, including myself, have had a secret crush on him. Of course, we couldn’t discuss something like that in her presence. Danielle and I have had a few heart-to-heart talks, though.

 

“Well, I’ll be damned.” He said and walked into the bedroom. “Nikkie?”

 

“Yes,” I smiled and he approached me, offering his hand in greeting.

 

“When did you come back?” he asked and sat down on the bed next to me, very predictably smelling of the most intoxicating cologne a man could find.

 

We chatted for a while and I found myself staring into his eyes, trying to see him as Janie’s dad, a guy who used to make sure I only got chocolate ice cream, no sprinkles or nuts, exactly as I liked it.

 

“You look good, Nikkie.” He said and my thoughts of him being my friend’s dad went out the window.

 

“You do, too, Mr. Davey.” I said and returned a top to bottom stare that he had just given me, nodding my head. I couldn’t believe I just did a little flirt.

 

“Oh, please. Sean, just call me Sean.”

 

The water in the bathroom stopped running and we could hear banging of the shower door as Janie was coming out to dry herself off.

 

“I’m in here, Janie!” yelled Sean towards the bathroom. “So, come out decent.”

 

Just before Janie re-entered the room, her dad got up and walked to the desk beneath the window, leaning against it, smiling at his daughter as she came into view. He asked her about her exam and she told him that we were just about to go out and meet with other girls. He insisted that he would fix us a quick dinner first; he was starving and did not want to eat alone.

 

I felt sorry for him. Janie’s parents always seemed to get along so well, his wife’s death must have been devastating. I didn’t remember Janie mentioning him having a girlfriend, but then, we didn’t get that far yet.

 

Janie rolled her eyes and with an air of great drama agreed.

 

“And while you’re drying your hair and getting ready, Nikkie here will come with me and help me, won’t you Nik?”

 

My heart skipped a beat and I looked at Janie. “Yeah, you might as well. He’s always making me help.” Said Janie with a pretence annoyance. “You better be careful to cube and dice all vegetables the same size, or you’ll be in trouble. You know how those architects can get.” She giggled and her dad waved her finger at her.

 

When I entered the kitchen, I found myself in every woman’s heaven . Everything in it was ocean blue. The walls, cabinets and the wooden floor were all the same shade of blue. Even the refrigerator was painted blue. Pans were hanging off the huge rack above the island in the middle of the kitchen, with its sides covered in tiles of various blues.

 

“Wow!” was all I could say. “You sure know your business, Mr. Davey.”

 

“Sean, call me Sean.” He nodded towards the pantry. “Get some veggies, would you, please?”

 

As I was cutting up carrots and lettuce, I plunged into deep thought and for a moment forgot where I was. Then I looked up and found Sean staring at me intently, his hands frozen in midair as he was reaching for one of the pans.

 

We stared at each other and I could not look away. I felt heat slowly rising in my face. Did I just catch Janie’s dad checking me out? Did he catch me checking him out a little while ago when he was bending over the chair to pick up a knife that he accidentally dropped? His body was certainly worthy of a second look.

 

The sound of Janie’s footsteps brought us back from a moment that shouldn’t have happened and she joined us, happily chatting without noticing that anything out of the ordinary occurred. I stole a few glances towards Sean and more than once I found him looking back at me.

 

I was flattered, but I also felt mortified. What was I doing? I had been away for so long and the first thing I do when I come home is flirt with my friend’s father.

 

Dinner passed in relaxed conversation, with Sean asking me about Europe and Chicago and Janie about her exams. Janie filled me in on what has been happening to our friends, of course, only things that were appropriate to mention in front of her dad. I was certain the really dirty stuff will come out in the car or later on in the club that we were going hit.

 

After dinner, Sean was having a glass of wine with Janie and me dutifully sipping on soda. He half slumped in the chair as if to get more comfortable, and while stretching his legs foot touched mine. I felt like I had just been electrocuted. I jumped in my seat and quickly apologized for what was not even my fault. “Sorry, my feet are all over the place.”

 

I looked at Sean and found him staring squarely at me, almost oblivious that his daughter was sharing the table with us. The touch was obviously no accident. I turned towards Janie and with great relief realized that she had been looking around for something on the counter, unaware of yet another intimate moment between her father and I. “Don’t be a stranger, Nikkie.” Said Sean as we were leaving and I smiled shyly.

 

We spent the night in the club, drinking heavily like we weren’t allowed to do in Janie’s house, gossiping and just having good time. My thoughts, however, kept returning to Sean, to his intense stares, to his touch and I felt flabbergasted by my reaction to it all. I decided I wouldn’t go to Janie’s house again. I only had another week at home, staying away from there wouldn’t be that hard.

 

Janie worked the following afternoon, trying to save money for the holiday, which was coming up in a couple of weeks.

 

That day I went to the local library to pick up some books for my mom and on my way back had taken a detour, finding myself in front of Janie’s house, noticing that her dad’s car was in the driveway. I paused by the row of neat, low bushes, uncertain if I had enough courage walk up and ring a bell.

 

My dilemma was solved when the front door opened and Sean stood there, waving at me. He was saying something that I couldn’t understand. With the legs as heavy as led, I walked up the path towards the house.

 

“Hello, Nikkie!” he smiled. He seemed to appear more handsome every time I saw him.

 

“Hi.” Was all I could say, I was afraid my voice would tremble if I attempted to say anything more.

 

“Janie is not here.” He said and I simply nodded. The moment of awkward silence settled between us, and without another word he stepped inside the house, holding the door open for me to follow. I did.

 

We walked into the kitchen and he reached into the funky blue fridge, bringing out a bottle of white wine. “Share some?” he asked and I nodded, still unable to speak. “Grab a couple of glasses.” He pointed towards the glass cabinet next to me and walked out. I did as he said and followed quickly. I wasn’t sure where he’d go and I didn’t want to play hide and seek.

 

I found him waiting in the hall and he nodded towards the archway opening with no door, which lead to a spartanly decorated white room, almost every piece of furniture covered with drawings and blueprints, obviously his own work.

 

“My study.” he said. “I like to take a break in the afternoon and have a glass of wine or go for a walk. It clears my head enough to be able to keep going until Janie comes home.”

 

I felt sorry for him. His life obviously completely evolves around his daughter and from what she told me, she was leaving home in a year to try her own luck in the world. What will he do without her?

 

Sean removed a few huge sheets of see-through paper from the desk and motioned for me to put the glasses down, handing me a bottle. While I was pouring, ever so careful not to spill anything on the desk or any of his drawings, he also cleared the papers and books off a kidney shaped couch with no backrest.   

 

I turned around to hand him wine and found him sitting on the couch as if in a saddle, one leg on each side. He accepted the offered glass and patted the seat in front of him. “Come, join me.”

 

With wobbly knees and barely enough strength to take two steps, I did. We sat there for a few minutes in complete silence, sipping the wine and savoring its sweet taste.

 

I would not want to be as presumptuous as to claim I knew for certain what was in his mind but I could pretty much tell that his thoughts were the same as mine. He was so handsome, so kind and he showed a genuine interest in me, I wanted to do more than just sit around and drink. I believed he was struggling with the same.

 

“Why are you here?” he broke the silence, startling me. I shrugged my shoulders as if I had no answer to that, avoiding his eyes, suddenly frightened that I might have figured this whole situation completely wrong. To make a fool of oneself in front of a stranger is one thing, to do so in front of my friend’s dad, that was a whole different ballgame.

 

“You don’t know?” he asked and I finally gathered the courage to look into his eyes. He held the glass of wine between his legs, slowly tipping it from side to side, his gaze sternly holding mine.

 

I leaned towards him, offering my face, my lips almost touching his. I paused like that, my eyes half closed, still able to see that his eyes did not close. He sat motionless and I feared this was the moment of foolishness that I was freaking over before.

 

Then, I felt his breath on my lips, rapid and shallow, telling me that it was not foolishness that made him freeze, but the uncertainty. I finally pressed my lips against his and they were the softest I have ever felt. Seconds passed with us sitting on the couch, leaning towards each other, only our lips touching. Then, his hand found my face, reaching farther up to my hair, his soft kiss becoming more passionate. His lips parted, his tongue found his way between mine, brushing against my tongue and my teeth.

 

His chest raised heavily as if he had just ran a mile, making me moan and join in his labored breathing.

 

As much as I want to remember every second that I have shared with Sean, there seem to be moments, even minutes that are completely blanked out of my mind. I don’t remember having the glass of wine taken away from me. I don’t recall his fingers, or maybe my own unbuttoning my shirt, but I do remember him slowly pulling it off my shoulders and cupping my breasts through the bra, gently squeezing them.

 

I wished for something softer than the otherwise comfortable couch we were sitting on and as if reading my mind, he got up, took my hand and led me through the house, up the stairs and into his bedroom, which I later on realized was another victorious triumph of architecture. At the moment of my entrance, though, all I could think about was Sean, blind to the beauty around me.

 

He sat on the bed and pulled me to him, nestling me between his legs. My bra, jeans, panties and running shoes were off in no time; I can’t remember the sequence of it exactly.

 

Sean’s hands were running up and down all over my body. Across my belly, gently squeezing my butt cheeks, down the thighs and tickle behind the knees, up over the hips, landing on my breasts, squeezing them as gently as the butt, farther up to my neck, encircling it as if in a strangle hold, pulling me towards him, sucking his lips onto mine.

 

Sure I had my fair share of sex over the past four years since I lost my virginity, but never did I feel so uninhibited, free and unembarrassed. I stood in front of a man, stark naked, not worrying about how   I looked. He made me feel like I was the most beautiful woman in the world at that moment and the worshipful looks that he was giving me were making me feel very hot.

 

I tried to slip past him and lay on the bed, but he stopped me. “Not yet.” He whispered, holding onto my hips, preventing me from moving. I could see a bulge in his pants and wished to unzip them and reach inside, but yet again, he brushed me off.

 

“Put your leg here.” He patted a spot next to where he sat on the bed and I did as he told me. I held onto his shoulders for balance, afraid that my legs would not hold me up for much longer.

 

I stood in front of him, naked and spread wide open, one leg between his legs, the other one with sole flat on the bed, his hands running up and down my thighs, making me shiver and twitch, seemingly without control. I could barely catch my breath when he pushed his face between my legs and his tongue touched my clitty. Just a soft brush first, sending a wave of pleasure from the sensitive spot throughout my body; I could feel the tingles in my arms and face, my feet and everywhere else.

 

He sucked onto my clitty, one hand reaching over my belly and pinching my nipple, the other wrapping over my butt, holding me still and at the same time supporting my weight, as I thought I was ready to fall down at any given moment.

 

He kept sucking and licking between my legs, my hands on his shoulders, playing with a string of too long blond hair, at one point pulling it too hard. He jumped and hissed. “Hey, easy now!” I giggled and he grinned back at me, returning his full attention to my clitty.

 

I have always needed a lot of attention of tongue and fingers from a man before I could cum, but with Sean, it took me bare two minutes and I grabbed onto his hair, this time without any protests, gasping for breath while I felt a wave after wave of pleasure surge through my body, Sean sucking as if his life depended on it, giving me more pleasure than I had ever had before.

 

As I came to my senses, I saw him looking into my eyes intently. He had managed to unzip his pants without me noticing and was now pulling them down awkwardly with one hand, the other one still caressing my body.

 

I have not had many orgasms this strong before, even the ones that I had evoked myself. I knew that I could have another one really soon, but I had to act fast. Taking a step back, I helped him with his pants, pulling them down together with his boxer shorts, not bothering with the t-shirt.

 

The size of his dick surprised me. It was bigger than anything I have ever seen in real life, much less felt inside me. Big and hard, he was obviously just as ready as I was.

 

“I can’t wait.” I whispered and pushed him away from me, making him lie down, his legs still dangling over the edge of the bed.   I wanted to take him into my mouth, instead I sat on top of him and carefully positioned his dick on my pussy, again noticing that his eyes have never left mine. I slid down slowly, pushing the entire length of his throbbing dick inside, taking a long breath, finally exhaling when I felt my body pressed against his pelvis.

 

I didn’t tell him what I wanted, but again it seemed as if he was reading my mind and knew exactly what I needed. He grabbed onto my shoulders and started fucking me hard, much harder than I had ever been fucked, and within a few thrusts I could feel the tingle in my pussy spreading to my belly and then throughout my body.

 

Somewhere at the back of my mind I had been aware that Janie might return home at any given moment, but I brushed those thoughts aside, surrendering my body to the pleasure completely, groaning in response to his movements and digging my nails into his forearms.

 

I cummed hard again, little spots dancing in front of my eyes, well aware that my face must have been an ugly mask of pleasure. I didn’t care what he thought. I trusted him enough to know that this would only make him feel even more aroused.

 

When I stopped shivering and his movements stopped he sat up, embracing me and flipping us both upside down so that he was on top.

 

“We fucked,” he said and I ran my hand over his handsome face. “Now, I want to make love.”

 

And that was exactly what we did. He was kissing my face, eyes, and my hair, slipping his tongue into my ear, making me shiver, inside my mouth, caressing my tongue and brushing against my teeth. His hands were running up and down my body constantly, never pausing for more than a moment, and then only to squeeze my breast, lift my butt towards him, push my legs further apart, never seizing to move his pelvis, gently pumping in and out of me, giving me a sense of belonging. He made me feel like I hve never felt before.

 

All of a sudden he pulled out of me and slid down my body, sucking onto my clitty again, his fingers deep inside my pussy, pressing against that delicate spot so many men are inclined to miss. I cummed again and all I wanted now was to do the same for him, take him in my mouth, squeeze his balls and watch him shiver in the same pleasure he had given me three times in a row.

 

He wouldn’t let me, though. He motioned to me to turn over and as I did, supporting myself on the knees, I only just noticed that the entire headboard was one huge mirror. He looked at me and smiled. “You’re so hot, Nik,” he whispered. “I knew you would be.”

 

I smiled back, my face cringing in pleasure as I felt him enter me from behind. “I’ve been thinking about this all day yesterday.” He said surprising me, even though I had suspected that was the case.

 

“I want you to cum with me, honey.” He said and I felt an instant cool off. I remembered how many times I have heard him call Janie his honey. Surely, this couldn’t be one of those projectory things; I looked at him in alarm.

 

“What?” he asked, noticing my confusion. I wanted to tell him why I freaked, but decided against it. This was too good to spoil and if I mentioned Janie, I chanced an abrupt ending. I knew he wasn’t a pervert, it was a slip of a tongue. He was just being nice.

 

“Nothing.” I said and pushed back against him. “I thought about you, too, Sean.”

 

He grabbed onto my shoulders again and the lovemaking from a minute ago was over. He fucked me hard and long, one arm on my shoulder, the other one wrapped around my hip, fingers drumming against my clitty, rubbing it, pulling onto it, making it feel like it was connected to a power surge of some sort.

 

“I want you to cum with me, Nik.” He whispered. “Tell me when…” I nodded. “I’ll wait, I want us to cum together.” he said and seeing his body blasting against mine had made me ready to cum right then.

 

I closed my eyes, concentrating on his movements, feeling each press against my clitty, trying to remember it forever. As I looked in the mirror again, I noticed that both of our faces were flushed deep red, veins standing out on our necks and foreheads. We were both ready.

 

“I’m cumming…” I whispered and he sped up, ramming against me so hard, I thought he would send me straight through the mirror. I saw him holding his breath, his face cringing, he tried to hold my gaze, but his eyes eventually closed and as I felt his dick throbbing deep inside of me, I exploded in the same pleasure that he was obviously feeling at that moment.

 

His dick was buried all the way inside of me, his torso slumped on my back, his strong arms hugging me so tight, I almost lost my breath. I could feel his hot sperm shooting in me, and his groans turned into loud gasps, making me join him and express my pleasure audibly.

 

My arms couldn’t support both of us any longer and I fell onto the bed, Sean following, still holding me tight, as if afraid I was going to run away.   As our bodies calmed and our breathing slowed down, I came to my senses, wondering what to do or say next.

 

“Oh, Nikkie,” whispered Sean, pulling me back into the sensual mood. I was grateful he did not simply jump off the bed and pull his clothes on, I would not be able to face him then.

 

“Let’s take a shower.” He offered and I wanted to accept, but now, the passion satisfied I started thinking of Janie.

 

“No, I have to go. I really do.” I said apologetically, squirming from under him.

 

“I know.” He said and smiled. He leaned over and kissed me hard, his hand finding my breast. I couldn’t go through this again, there might not have been enough time. I wanted to stay, cuddle with him in bed all evening, take a shower and make another dinner. But I knew better than that. I was certain he did, too.

 

With a heavy heart I got off the bed and dressed myself, not caring that his sperm was oozing out of me, probably creating a stain on my jeans. The shirt would cover any traces of our lovemaking.

 

I left Sean still in bed, having refused his offer to drive me home or at least walk me to the door. I ran out with a guilty feeling because of Janie, yet exhilarated over what just happened.

 

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I finished the diary entry and felt my heart beating as heavily as it did on the day when I left Sean’s house. I never saw him again, to my great disappointment, knowing it was better that way.

 

A few years later, my mom told me Sean had married someone I didn’t know. Apparently, she was a beauty and a true bitch. They didn’t last long.

 

To this day, I sometimes wonder what it would be like if I had stayed. Would we be able to overlook the fact that his daughter was my friend? Probably not. Would the small town forgive us? Definitely not. Most importantly, and I shiver to think about that question, is whether he would want to be with me again. I know I would have wanted it.

 

I suppose things turned out for the best. He is one of the very few guys that I think about sometimes, when alone in bed or bathtub, my hand reaches between my legs, I close my eyes and try to bring myself to the same level of pleasure that I felt the day when I made love to Janie’s dad.

 

I flipped through more pages, noting that the rest of the entries were much shorter than the first two I have read. I suppose they were more of a true diary scribbles, less of an attempt to mark down every single word, movement, smell and feeling.

 

I kept reading.

open door, leading to some boxes and shelves. Quickly looking around, the owner not in sight, she went in.

In the boxes were more useless stuff, knick-knacks and the works. However, in a box towards the very back of the room, she spied something. She peered inside and gasped. There were exotic pornographic magazines, oddly shaped vibrators, the largest dildos and strap-ons she had heard of, thick butt plugs, lubricants, liquid latex, nipple clamps, anal beads, clit stimulators and cock rings, blow-up dolls, fake vaginas and other odd arrangements of kinky sex toys. She started to dig through the box, when the sound of footsteps caught her attention. Scrambling quickly, she stuck her hand in the box, grabbed something, and ran into an isle quickly.

She dropped it in her purse, and left in a hurry. She ran home as fast as she could.

She had 3 messages on her answering machine, so she tossed her purse on her bed and went to call her friends. After all, what’s an attractive 18 year old brown-eyed brunette supposed to do?

At around 11 PM, she got back from the movie theatre depressed. She didn’t see any hot guys and it didn’t help that the movie also sucked. So, sighing, she went into her room and locked the door. Peeling off her shirt and tossing it on the floor, she plopped onto her bed. Seeing the purse, she was about to throw it at her door, when the memory of the store earlier that day caught her attention. Scrambling to open her purse, she gasped as she pulled out the stolen object.

In her hand, she held an 8” black vibrator. She had tried one of her friends out before, but hadn’t really tried it.

“Ah, what the hell? Why not?” She said as she turned the vibrator over in her hand. She found the switch to turn it on, and hit it. It thrummed to live in her hand, making a sweet humming sound that could only mean pleasure. So gingerly, she took it and started to rub her vagina through her jeans. It didn’t feel that bad! Getting up, she unbuttoned her pants and let them fall to the floor.

Jessica sat down onto her bed, pink bra and thong her only clothing. She lay back against her pillow, and move the vibrator to her nipples. The cloth vibrated back and forth, making her nipples stand out. A flash went through her body, and she curled up, moving the vibrator down between her legs. An intense wave of pleasure rang through, touching nipples and pussy alike. Within seconds, bra and thong were forgotten, lying in a cute pile beside her bed.

The vibrator went into her trimmed pussy, a feeling of ecstasy floating around her body. Then, it happened. The tip of the vibrator found her clit and a moan escaped her lips. She began to thrust against the vibrator, wanting more and more. Her pussy was wet, and still she kept trying to hump the vibrator. Then, in an intense spasm of pleasure, she orgasmed. Trying to catch her breath, she was hit with another, and her head started to swim. Again, and again they hit her. Teeth clenching, nipples erect beyond belief. Toes curled and hips thrusting, she lost control. As a final, raging orgasm hit her, her pussy clenched around the vibrator, and she blacked out.

A floating sensation, like in a dream. She was hovering in a room, dimly lit. Her eyes adjusted slowly, but she could hear noises from below. She slowly lowered her self.

A girl, blond hair and big of breast, no more than 20, was sitting in a chair. She was surrounded by another blond girl, perhaps older, and a man. A wave of Déjà Vu hit her, along with a jolt of recognition. The man she was staring at, though she could only see his back, was the owner of that new store she just visited.

“Hey, what’s going on?” She cried out in an ethereal voice. The three didn’t hear her. She tried again a few more times, but again to no avail. She submitted and watched the scene unfold before her eyes.

The blond in the chair appeared to be sitting uncomfortably, and was shaking her head as if disagreeing with something. Words drifted up to were Jessica was floating.

“No, I won’t do it. I'm not going over there!”

“But you must!” The man’s voice.

“Come on… You don’t want to have me make you, do you baby?” Said another girl’s voice.

“No! Nohhh… God…” Said the first voice, sounding like it was feeling intense pleasure.

Jessica started to feel a tug, not on her body, but in her mind. Slowly, she started to be pulled down, towards the people. She began to get some speed, and then 'bang!', she crashed into the girl on the seat.

“No! Help me!” She cried out as she was forced into the sitting girl, and was shocked to hear the words coming from the girl’s lips. Her body began to feel real again, and she began to feel sensations. She felt full, and she was very horny. She looked at the two people standing over her and tried to get away. She only succeeded in pushing her self up off the chair 5 inches when she cried out with pleasure.

The dildo that was pressed into her cunt was no where near small, and pulling away caused yet another wave of pleasure. The one filling her ass gave her a queasy-full feeling when she tried to move. Gasping, she slid back down and screamed with pleasure as the two massive sex toys slid farther into her. As she plopped back down onto the seat, she felt a weight pulling on her nipples, causing a blur of pain and pleasure. The sharp bite of the nipple clamps was an experience that she had never felt before.

“Well, will you do it now then?” The other blond girl asked, slipping her tongue into the mouth of the girl who Jessica was inhabiting. Jessica moaned and nodded her head, trying to push down on the gargantuan dildos filling her body. She heaved her chest, the nerves from her tits responding to the pull of the weights in an untamed shout.

“Good, then I guess its time for your treat.” Said the blond girl, moving in front of Jessica. Jessica tried to move her hands to play with her nipples, or her clit, or anything, but found them to be tied down with leather straps. The blond girl moved over Jessica and sat on her lap, straddling her. The additional weight of the blond girl pushed Jessica’s pussy against the dildo even further.

Her pussy juices ran freely down the thick shaft of the dildo, grouping around the base. The girl who was straddling Jessica took off the nipple clamps and began to run her hands over Jessica’s now-large tits. Her nipples were fatter and longer, looking as if they were ready to burst. The other girl, Emily, took one of Jessica’s large, fat nipples and rolled it between her thumb and forefinger, and then placed it in her mouth. She began to whorl her tongue around it and suck with enthusiasm. She switched from tit to kisses, and kisses to tit, tongue always moving.

Meanwhile, one of her hands was tucked underneath her, fingers in her own pussy to the knuckle. When she was nice and wet, she took her fingers out and rubbed them across Jessica's lips, her tongue flicking out to taste. Then, going back down to the wet slit between her, she took her drenched hand and gripped the shaft of the dildo.

Her hand, now wet with her own juices, slid up and down the shaft of the soaked dildo, Jessica’s own pleasured mess adding to the ease. The hand, which started at the base, eventually found its way up the shaft into Jessica’s wet, gaping tunnel of a pussy. Experienced fingers traced the lips of the sopping cunt and made there way to the clit. Rubbing, thrusting, finding, squeezing, tickling, her fingers were a machine. Jessica, already having juices flowing freely from her pussy, let out a shriek of joy that was soon silenced by the weight of Emily’s tongue.

A minute or so later, Emily licked Jessica’s nipple one last time, and lowered her head to Jessica's now blond-haired bush. Emily buried her mouth against Jessica's huge mound of curly pubic hair, licking the entire region of her sex. Finally, pulling away, a cupped hand came down and played with her curly, blond pubes, fingers dancing. With an increasing pressure being applied, Emily could feel the dildo through Jessica’s hairy pubic mound. After a few pressured strokes, another bout of juice made its way out of Jessica's deliciously wet lips, and onto Emily’s tongue.

Jessica’s breath was heavy, eyes closed for about a minute. When she opened, the man spoke.

“Now, now, Stacy, or should I say, Jessica, you must get ready for the party.” Jessica, as if in a trance, nodded. Emily walked back over, and with a hand on Jessica’s breast and a hand on her back, she helped her up.

The full-feeling slowly left her as the anal dildo slid out first, followed shortly after by the wet one that was buried almost base deep in her delicious cunt. She stood on shaky legs, and touched her pussy. It was spread wide, and it was leaking onto the floor, and the sight of it made her wanting more things done to her.

“Your room is on the right. Get into something… sexy” The man said, pointing towards a wooden door.

Jessica, moving awkwardly towards the door, nodded. She grasped the door knob and looked back. She saw Emily rubbing her tongue up and down the shaft of the dildo that was inserted into Jessica’s pussy, hand on the one from her ass, and almost touched her self when Emily stood on the chair and squatted into the thick dildo, letting it slowly enter the moist cavern that awaited.

Jessica found her room, or a room, not knowing if it was hers, and went inside. There were dressers, and closets full of clothing. As she looked around, a note, lying on the bed, caught her eye. She picked it up and read it.

‘These clothes are at your disposal, wear any that you like. The only exception is that you wear the pair of blue panties that are lying on the pillow. You will find that they are… exceptionally comfortable and conforming. Remember my little slut, dress to fuck.’

She read and reread the note again. Looking around, she saw the pair of panties on the pillow. She slowly walked over to them and sat on the bed. Shifting them around in her hands, the panties felt like they were made of an odd material, one that she couldn’t quite place. Bending down, she brought her left leg, then her right through the blue panties and brought them up. The feeling of clothes on her skin felt odd, as if she hadn’t been dressed in weeks. However, looking down, she saw that the panties were forming themselves to her body, filling in down the crack of her ass, and forming around the swollen lips of her still wet pussy. She could feel the juices, but looking down at herself, could not see them.

She sat up, feeling better, and went to some drawers. She eventually found herself some tight cloth short-shorts, some name brand or another. They hugged her hips, her ass, now larger than her real one was, filled the back of it perfectly. For a shirt, she decided to go braless and chose a white shirt that showed off little cleavage, but really was tight so her tits pressed out to great lengths. Her nipples, still a little hard from earlier, made the shirt a wonder to lust for.

She was reaching for the door when a knock came from the other side. She opened it and Emily was there. Emily eyed Jessica’s body from top to bottom and smiled. She reached her hands forward and brought Jessica’s head to her own, slipping her tongue in for a quick wrestle. Jessica smiled and brushed a strand of blond hair out of her eyes.

“Here, let me help you with that.” Emily said, reaching for another strand. “Here, come with me.”

She led Jessica to the bed and sat her down. She then proceeded to give Jessica pigtails, which when done, made Jessica appear to be an innocent school-girl with a slut body.

“There, now the party is going on next-door, and remember what he said… Be sexy, you little slut.” Emily said smiling. She grabbed Jessica’s hand and led her out of the room. Jessica followed down a hallway, took a turn, and was at a door. She could see it was dark outside.

“Here’s where I leave you.” Emily said, moving up to Jessica and kissing her again. Jessica returned the favor, and let out a gasp as one of Emily’s hands found her breast, other squeezing her ass. “Good luck, and have a hell of a time. Oh, and when you get back, I want to see a gaping asshole, and I want to be able to fist-fuck your cunt sideways.”

Jessica nodded and opened the door. There was a bunch of cars parked two houses away, and people were outside. She guessed there would be a lot of drunks, due to the chants of “Chug” and a passed out person or two. She walked across the lawn, and made her way up to the house. She opened the door, and went in. A group of guys turned to see the newcomer, and stared in shock at the bombshell that just entered. Jessica walked through a kitchen and out into what appeared to be a living room. A bunch of guys were watching a football game, a drunken girl was passed out by another man’s exposed cock, and the sounds of a creaking bed and yells suggested that somebody was having a good time.

Jessica walked passed the people and found a bathroom. She opened the door and went inside. Closing it behind her, she sat on the toilet and began to finger herself. She was then going to wipe herself, but stopped and stood up. The panties slid up and felt great against the wetness of her juices. She turned and looked into the mirror, admired her body, and pulled her pants back down. Her panties had taken on the outline of her clit, which stood out slightly from its hood, and was shocked to see that it was fairly large. She touched it and gave a shudder. Feeling dirty, but having a good time, she pulled the back of her panties into her ass crack and tightened her cheeks. After letting her cheeks do a post-flex jiggle, she saw that the panties remained in her crack, like a thong. In fact, it had somehow changed into a thong. Smiling, she pulled the top of her panties higher, and pulled up her pants. A good 4 inches of the blue thong showed, and since her breasts made her shirt ride high, it was completely visible. She walked out, hips swaying.

Again, she entered the living room, but this time, she lingered. She was looking at the guys on the couch, who until she entered, were watching the game. She could see a twitch or two in some of the pants, and had to smile.

“Easy as pie.” She murmured to herself. Reaching into her purse, she grabbed a lipstick container and pulled it out. Turning around, she ‘accidentally’ dropped the lipstick. Giving out a fake, but audible sigh, she bent over and grabbed the fallen accessory. However, she didn’t stand back up. She looked between her legs and saw a mass of guys staring at her. Smiling she spoke.

“Whichever one of you has the biggest prick; I’ll let you ‘prick’ me in my fat ass.” She said loudly, as she pulled down her pants. She closed her eyes as the cool air assaulted her ass and the sound of zippers rang out. She finally opened her eyes and stood up. Turning around, she saw a mass of guys standing with cocks at attention. She eyed each of them carefully. About half way down the line of horny young men, she found the biggest of the lot.

She slowly sauntered over and grabbed his cock. Giving it a pull, she led him to the carpet that lay in the middle of the room. She whispered in his ears, and his penis twitched. She moved behind him and reached around, grabbing his cock in her hand. She gingerly stroked it, and smiled. She move from behind him to in front, and got on her hands and knees. Looking behind her, she smiled and grabbed the line of her thong and moved it to the side. She held it there, waiting, head facing forward.

About 2-3 seconds later, she felt the bulbous head of his cock press against her sphincter. The touch of it on the rim of her anus made a shudder climb through her body, and her nipples began to harden. She heard a grunt, and she felt part of her asshole open, cool air hitting it. She reached back and found his cock, urging it inward. With a push, it was in. Just the feeling of the long throbbing cock being inside her made her gasp in pleasure. His cock slowly moved in and out, his breath becoming ragged. Jessica breathed heavily and thrust back against his cock, urging it deeper. Her pussy was wet now, a drop or eight leaking out and wetting the front of her panties. She reached down with a hand and began to rub her clit, the material of the panty formed around the large clit adding an otherworldly feeling. About half a minute later, the breath of the guy behind her stopped, his cock twitched.

She thrust hard against it, forcing him back and to the ground, cock still in her ass. She was panting as he pumped wave after wave of cum into her ass. After he stopped cuming, which lasted quite a while, she moved herself off of his cock and stood up, his cum leaking down onto the line of her thong. She stood staring at the rest of the guys who were standing there, and pulled her shirt off.

While her shirt came off and her boobs popped out in a jolly bounce, the excess cum that was leaking down her ass crack was being absorbed into the thong. Jessica squatted down, breasts bouncing all the while, and grabbed the back of her thong, she pulled the thong string out, and now the panties were normal again. However, this didn’t last. The wet spots of her juices were still there, shining up from her moist pussy. A line was made down the crack of her ass, from where all the juices had went.

Jessica stuck a finger at the mouth of her hidden pussy, and pressed it in. Juices flowed from the side of her panties, and down the inside of her creamy thighs. She pinched the bottom of her panties, and pulled. The bottom came off, and she laughed in excitement over her new pair of crotch less, and ass less panties.

She sat on the ground, rubbing her left nipple with her hand, while the other played with her clit, now throbbing.

“So, who’s ever wanted to circle jerk onto a wet, horny, big-breasted slut?” Jessica asked, licking some of her juices from her fingers. A chorus of “Aye!” and “Me!” filled the room. So, Jessica laughed and lay on the floor. She waited for about 10 seconds, then she spoke.

“Come get it then.”

She had about 8 guys standing around her in a circle. She was on her knees now, looking at eye level with each of there cocks. She touched one or two, then gave a shout.

“Don’t just stand there, FUCK!” She cried, watching as a bunch of hands moved back and forth. She went around the circle, touching this guys balls, rubbing this guys head, licking this guy’s shaft. She went around again and again, and when someone started to cum, she told him to pinch it. Eventually, there were 3 guys who hadn’t started to cum yet, so she decided to give them a little ‘treat’. She went to the first guy, and began running her tongue up and down his shaft. She kept doing this, and eventually placed his cock in her mouth, tongue moving always. When she placed the tip of her tongue to the slit of his penis, she could taste a bit of his cum, so she brought her head back and told him to hold. The next guy had his balls in her mouth, each one being sucked on and licked, until his moment was about to come.

The final guy, he was still jerking when he felt her hands on his balls. He then felt the hand move, slowly between his legs and grab his ass. Jessica gave a short laugh and pressed a finger against his anus. His cock started to spasm, so she knew it was time.

She lay back down in the middle, mouth open, legs spread. She rubbed her tits once, and then spoke.

“Make me wet.” As the words left her lips, hands unclenched their cocks and streams of semen sprayed against her body. She felt her nipples get covered by the warm fluid; she felt some spray all over her pussy lips, and up to her bush and throbbing clit. Her mouth was wide open, and she was greeted with the salty taste of warm cum. It was in her hair, on her eyes, in her mouth, loads on each tit, in her belly-button, and all over her legs. She brought her fingers down and played with her pubic mound, blond hair covered milky white. At one point, she turned over, and 2 or 3 of the late sprayers got her neck and lower back. Her ass cheeks sent up sprays as cum bounced off it. Jessica moaned as semen began to slide down her ass cheeks, making her asshole wet and lubed again.

She moaned, and she was fingering herself, and playing with her tits, and swallowing and licking semen. As pleasure sent tendrils to her brain, she let out words of enjoyment.

“Now… Dick… In me…” She gasped as her own pussy juices mixed with that of the creamy cum, making a lovely mess on her inner thighs.

She rolled back onto her back and raised her feet into the air.

“FUCK ME!” She shouted, and three men obeyed. She closed her eyes and let them come to her. These ones were not from the circle jerk, because they were rock hard. She felt herself being turned to her side, and gasped loudly as a throbbing cock buried itself balls deep into her raging pussy. Another cock, this one fat, slid its way into her mouth. She felt precum dance on her tongue as the cock slid in and out. Finally, a finger was pressed into her anus. Then she felt 2, then 3 fingers, spreading her asshole wide for an invasion.

And no sooner had she thought this than a cock, rock hard, slid into her ass, stretching her sphincter wide yet again. All the while, her hand was down the front of her panties, pinching her clit and rubbing her blond mess of sticky pubic hair. The guy in her ass shot his load first, filling the cavern of her anus yet again with a large load of milky semen. The guy in her wet cunt shot next, spraying cum back out and over her pussy lips and crotch less panties. The man in her mouth shot last, spraying a load so large that it flowed out of her mouth and down her throat. She swallowed the salty and sticky load and sat up. There wasn’t a dry part anywhere on her body. Even her panties were soaked through!

She grabbed as much of the sticky mess as she could and put it in her mouth, the rest she tried to push towards her pussy. The panties she was wearing were absorbing the cum and pussy juices, as if eating them up.

The exhausted, yet satisfied men left the room, leaving the pool of semen to her. She finally got to her feet, most of the semen either swallowed, or absorbed. She wiped her breasts with a pillow, and found her shirt. She put it on, the fabric sliding over her tits with ease. A wet spot, from a spot she missed, appeared on her right tit, making it see through and cling. Her belly button also had some cum left over, and a spot appeared there.

Jessica felt dizzy; what would she do now? She bent over to get her pants, but turned when she heard a noise. She turned, the man from the store stood there. He looked at her, smiling. She gave a laugh and placed her hands on the side of a couch, bracing herself.

At the sound of a zip, she looked back and gasped at the sight of his flaccid cock. It was HUGE! She moaned and thrust her ass out, waiting. Four seconds later, a cock which was stiff as a board, slid its way into her pink asshole.

From all it saw that day, the muscle spread itself wide to accommodate. However, even that wasn't enough when the monster of a head pushed it wide. In, out, in, out, the cock ravaging her anus went.

It slowed to a stop and she looked back. No sooner did she look back then the lips of her cunt spread out, dragging along the shaft of the man’s cock. Jessica's large clit was being rubbed back and forth, her pussy juices sliming down her leg from the lack of room in her hot cunt. She felt her head tug back, an odd feeling in her scalp. The man had her blond pigtails in his hand, pulling.

With every orgasm she received, the world started to blur. She felt an explosion rip through her greedy cunt, semen everywhere. Her starving pussy lapped it up like a vicious dog.

Warmth everywhere, then black...



Her eyes opened, staring up at her bedroom ceiling. She gasped for breath, blinking.

"Oh my god... What a dream.'' She said, images going through her mind. It wasn't until a little after that when she noticed the warmth in her pussy, or an odd feeling in her ass. Puzzled, she looked down at herself, strewn across the bed.

"What the...?" she said, looking down at her fat nipples, and big breasts. Closing her eyes, she reached down and touched her clit; her large, cum soaked clit. She opened her eyes and stood up, admiring her blue, crotch less panties.

Sighing, she grabbed the black vibrator, turned it on, and slowly slid it into her now-wide cunt.


Continued...

, she had decided that tonight she wasn't going to stay at home! She was going to go out and have a nice dinner and have a few drinks at the bar. Her mother had been on her case for months to get out in the world and at least put herself in position to meet someone. She always said, "You'll never find him in your kitchen!!!" So tonight was the night to go out on the town. Looking in the mirror before she left, Lois shook her head one last time, and headed out the door. She had read about a new Italian restaurant that had just opened and decided to give it a try. When she entered the front door she could see that a lot of people were waiting in line to get a table, so she gave her name to the hostess, and went into the bar to kill the half hour wait for her table. Taking the end stool, she ordered a screw driver and watched the college football game on the TV in back of the bar. Sipping her drink and casually watching the screen, she barely noticed when a man tapped her on the arm and asked her if anyone was using the empty seat next to her. Shaking her head no, she said, "Go ahead and sit down, no one's using it." Looking back at the game, she didn't pay much attention when the man sat down and ordered his drink. It was only when he asked her, "Who's winning," that she paid him any notice. "Uh, UCLA I think," she answered, turning her head to look at him, "I'm really not paying much attention, I'm just waiting for my table in the restaurant side and it's going to be a good half hour yet." "Say," he offered, "if you're eating alone, why not join me, no use taking up two tables on such a busy night!" Giving him a quick once over, Lois decided, why not, and said, "Sure, that would be nice!" For the next half hour the two of them talked about their jobs and all the other small talk new acquaintances exchange. Dinner seemed to fly by, and Lois was sorry that her evening with Cory, that was his name, was coming to an end. Cory picked up the check and said, "My treat!" Walking out into the cool night air, Lois expected Cory take his leave, but that didn't happen, in stead, he said, "Let's walk for a while and let that dinner settle a little bit, okay?" Offering Lois his arm, she took it and replied, "A walk sounds good!" Strolling arm in arm, looking into the store windows, the two of them were just enjoying each other's company. Lois didn't want to scare Cory off, she really liked him, but she decided it was time to take a chance. She then asked him, "How about coming up to my place for a nightcap?" Lois was holding her breath, waiting for what seemed like hours until he answered, "I could use a glass of wine it you've got some!" Twenty minutes later they were riding up the elevator to Lois' apartment.

While Lois made the drinks, Cory wandered around the living room checking the place out. Lois came in and found him playing with here stereo. "How about some music," he asked? "Good idea," she replied, and stuck in a Sinatra CD and hit the play button. Both of them settled down on the couch with Frank crooning in the back ground. If there ever was a couple who looked like Mutt and Jeff, Cory and Lois fit the bill to a tee, Lois, large and imposing, while Cory was short and skinny. Lois was now feeling the affect of all the liquor she had consumed that evening, as her pussy was dripping wet and her clit had hardened in anticipation of an orgasm. It had been so long for Lois that she was sexually on the edge of a cliff and it would only take one little shove to push her over it! That shove came when Cory casually rested his hand on her thick thigh. Lois turned to face Cory leaned over and kissed him on the mouth. Cory quickly responded and returned the kiss, slipping his tongue into Lois' open mouth. Breathing haltingly, Lois pulled away and asked, "Would you like to suck these," as she opened up the top of her dress exposing her breast filled bra?" Cory, with shaking hands, felt the huge tits through the heavy bra material. "I love big tits," he whispered hoarsely into her ear! Upon hearing that, Lois stood up and shook out of her dress and stood before him in bra, panties, and pantyhose. Cory had never seen such a large women in her under things, and he was transfixed! Lois reached behind her back and undid the clasps on her bra and it fell away exposing her chest causing Cory to suck in a breath and stare at the massive udders only inches from his face! "Come to momma," ordered Lois as she took his head and pulled it to her nipple, "that's right, suck on momma's nipples, be a good boy and make momma feel good!" Cory tried, but could only get a very small portion of the huge nipple into his mouth. He was almost being smothered by a mountain of tit flesh, but he didn't care, all he could think about was having his mouth on that beautiful chest! By now Lois' clit was becoming very impatient, and she felt the incredible need to show Cory her pussy. Pulling away for just a minute, Lois tugged off her pantyhose and panties, and now stood naked in front of a man for the first time in years! Even though she had rolls of fat, she could sense that Cory wasn't at all repulsed by her appearance, and that he was really turned on by her large size!

Sitting back down on the couch she said, "I stripped for you, now you strip for me, okay?" Now it was Cory's to slowly remove his clothing in front of a total stranger. When he was down to his boxers, Lois could see the out line of his pecker trapped inside. "Let me," she said, and reached out and pulled down his shorts. To her utter amazement, Cory had the largest cock she had ever in her life! At least eight inches long and very thick, it stuck out at a forty five degree upward angle, a drop of precum hung from the little slit on the end of his cock, and Lois involuntarily leaned out and lick it off. Having tasted the big penis, Lois now wanted to eat it, and she opened her mouth and let the smooth head slide into her hungry mouth! "God this tastes good," she thought, as she moved her head up and down, licking and sucking the entire shaft. Cory just stood calmly in front of her, allowing her to get her fill of his pecker. Lois had never let anyone cum in her mouth, but she was now in a sexual frenzy, and all she could think about was milking the big dick into her hungry throat! Almost without warning her mouth was flooded with a torrent of hot cum, that Lois greedily drank down! Cory gave out a low moan as his pecker jerked into the fat girl's mouth!

"Thank you, thank you," was all Lois said as she licked and sucked his cock clean of it's cum! "Now it's my turn," said Cory, as he dropped to his knees between Lois' massive thighs. Gently pushing her legs apart, Cory saw the huge hair pie that was wet along the length of it's slit, and right in the middle of this pubic jungle a little pink head stood out, seemingly crying for attention! Lois' clit was now throbbing with lust, and Cory excited it even more when he ran his tongue over it's slick little head! Lois moaned loud and long as he worked his tongue up and down her hot lips. "Do my clit," she pleaded, "please do my clit!!!" Cory chuckled, but bored in on his target with renewed fervor! The big woman was now completely in his control, and he meant to have his way with her! As long as that tongue stay on her clit, Lois wouldn't have cared if the Russians invaded Times Square, this was her first oral sex orgasm in over eight years and it was like a tsunami hitting the beach! A tidal wave swept through her loins causing her clamp her legs around Cory's head, and while holding his breath, Cory finished her off with a series of licks directly to the end of her clit! Her orgasm fading, she released her grip on him as she lay exhausted, totally spent!

Several minutes past by, and Lois was roused back to reality when she felt something hard against the opening of her vagina. Cory was getting ready to fuck her! She shifted her position to give Cory a better angle for entry, then he slowly slid his big member into her love box! When he finally had it all the way in, Lois had another orgasm as her cunt had never been stretched like this before, and it felt wonderful to filled to over flowing! Cory looked down to see the huge chest under him, and his boner seemed to get even harder, and while moving in and out of her pussy, he leaned down and took a big nipple into his mouth. Lois could not believe the rush that was going through her body! Her pussy was defenseless against the massive attack Cory had unleashed on it! It was a total invasion, but in this case a welcome one! Both of them were now beyond the point of no return, and through gritted teeth Lois begged for him to fuck her faster!!! Upon hearing that, Cory slammed her pussy even harder, and within seconds the big dick again was spurting it's cum into the fat girl as Cory let out a loud groan as his cum filled her wet pussy while Lois' cunt gripped the big pecker as she erupted in another shattering climax! Cory stammered, "You're the best fuck I have ever had, and I'm not kidding!!!" "You too," Lois countered, as she stroked his head, holding it to her breast!

As they lay quietly together, savoring the moment, Lois thought that now she had something to tell her mom, well not EVERTHING!!!

 

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similar ones to.I was pretty lite when I left, but I knew that I could make it home. I desided to just slip my tee shirt on over my bikini and head out.

I desided to take a short cut down a dirt road, which would save a few miles, and before long I heard a sound. I must to have pickup a nail in my tire, it was flat and I was alone. I eased over as close as I could to the side of the road. I wasn`t completly off the road, and the ditch back droped way off, but it was the best I could do. I got out to begain what I had seen my husband do many times, so I knew that I could change out my on tire and be on my way. Al alone on this dirt road, I said to myself what the heck. I took off my tee shirt, it had been a gift at the party and I didn`t want to get it dirty the very first time that I wore it.

I begain I had the jack out ready to put it under the truck when a car came around the corner. It pulled by, then stoped, and out stepped a older black man. I could tell he was hesitant about coming closer, but I told him my tire was flat, and I was trying to get home from a pool party. After a few words he kindly knelled down to see what I was trying to do, and he took over with the jack. I was thanking him for stoping as he worked away, but I was noticing he would look over at me then turn away quikly. I also noticed that he had a swelling in his pants the size of Georgia. Was it the alcohol in me or my secreet desire, what ever the deal it all had me thinking.

He jacked up the truck a little, and slowly begain to take the lug nuts off. the last nut was kinda hard, and as he sruggled with it the truck shook and the jack sliped. I reached out to hold the jack, and at the same moment he saw what was happening, so he quikly reached over to steady it. This put me a little in front of him and as he reached for the jack his hand caught the edge of my bikini top and my left breast fell out. Even in the mist of what was a problem, I found myself turned on that he had touched me, and now he could see my breast. I saw that he just stared at it, but because I didn`t saw anything, he didn`t respond either. All I could do was hold on to the jack as he made it right and keep working. Once all was ok, I was going to stand up, fix my top and try to laugh it off some how.

 As I stood up I steped backward. My foot went down in kinda a washed out spot, I tryed to stay on my feet, but I soon knew that I was flat on my back, sliding head first down the step dirt ditch bank. My black friend and breast remover hurled around to help. On my way down hill by nature my bikini bottom was sliding right off my rear end. As fate would have it he reaches, grabed my ancle with his left hand, and forward he reaches higher with his right hand. In the swiftness of timing, his hand slides under the tied part of my G-string, and my downward journey made it come untied. Finialy his brute strenght had me stoped, stable, and I was able to crawl back up the hill to safety. I sat there for a moment to catch my breath, then I reilized that my bikini bottom was completly off me, it was half way down the slope, and now he was viewing my private parts between my legs. There was a look in his eye that I did not understand, was it me or was it him, or was any thing like this surpose to happen.

 He made his way back to finishing up my tire change. I made the decision to just leave off my bottom it was dirty now anyway. I noticed my top had a grease marke on it also, so I took it on off so I wouldn`t smear it. Why not, this guy had already seem me, and to top it off I`m horny as hell now. There was no change in the size of his cock, I knew what I saw, and I wanted so much to pull it out of his pants.

 The tire was on now, I`m ready to roll he said. I tod him that I didn`t no how to thank him for all of his help. Then I saw that look again. The only words that I could think of to say was, are you sure that I can`t pay you some how. What a lame thing to say, no it was realy what I ment to say. I`m sure that I was the first white women he had ever seen, naked that is, so this was awkward for us both. My horny state, along with the liqure, had me unzipping his pants, and my mouth fully engauged in pleasure. I glanced up at him, what a look of satisfaction he had, did he want more, could I handle that monster cock deep inside me. I sucked for sometime tasting a bit of sweet juice, then I said would you do me a favor. Nothing else was said. I streched out on my front side over the tail gate of my truck, he gently strocked his cock over my pussy and ass. Don`t tease me I said, at which time he probed that shaft deep inside my pussy. I had never had a man this big before and one that felt so good. Right before his cum reached its exit, he pulled out, teasing my ass. I made many sounds of excitment then he rapped my ass. The first few pushes hurt, but the pain gave way to  a filling of total fullfillment. His hot load of cum warmed my body. This guy had awakened my sexual side, was it his size, was it his color, was it the eventfull afternoon naked with a total stranger from nowhere. It did not matter to me, I wanted somthing that day, and the opputunity came. I`m glad it did, and I just wanted to share it with the world.

 Maybe I will be alowed to have another flat tire, and a rear poke.

r />itself toward him, his penis began to gorge
with blood and stiffen.

Walking over to her desk he placed his warm
hand upon her shoulder whispering to her.

"You've been shooting me that pretty little
beaver all afternoon, I think it's time you
just gave it up and quit cunt teasing me."

Katie was shocked, jerking herself backward
attempting to avoid further contact with her teacher.

"You're crazy as hell, I wasn't doing anything,
I'll scream rape if you ever touch me again like that,"
Katie ranted.

"Go ahead little missy, go right ahead and
yell it at the top of your lungs and when someone
comes I'll make sure to fill them in on all your
dirty little secets," he chuckled.

"Oh yes, I know all about you and your biology
teacher Mr. Prichard, how he showed you more than
his microscopic version of a wet mount."

Katie's teacher reached out to cup her apple
shaped breast squeezing it firmly, the nipple
jutting out from the pressure his grip wrought.

Forcing her down in her seat he slide his
hand inside her white silk blouse, feeling
the heat of her soft flesh mold to
the pattren of his roaming fingers.

"Please don't, not like this, don't make me
do it again," Katie pleaded now like a broken
child having lost a cherished doll to a greedy
schoolyard bully.

"I'm going to plow that sweet young cunt
just like Prichard did."

"I want you to fight me, struggle and try to stop
me from taking it right the fuck from you,"
he hissed as he shoved one hand inside
the waistband of her pantyhose.

Pressing his face to her chest Mr. Saunders
lapped at the ripe globes of Katie's breasts.
His mouth fastening over her dusky pink areola.

He nibbled the point of her aroused nipple, raking
his teeth up and down the slender protrusion and
twisting it brutally until she began to moan from
the pressure and the fear swelling within her
that he'd severe it from her breast.

"Too hard, stop it you fucking bastard," Katie
screeched.

Saunders hand slid upward from inside her pantyhose,
jerking them down to knee level and burying his face
within the tangy sex scented v of her groin.
Inhaling Katie's lusty smell of arousal it was so thick
and spicy it threatened to choke him.

Kissing along the soft smooth flesh inside her thighs
he began masturbating himself through his dark slacks.
Moaning and nipping at the sesual curves of her
inner thighs as he sought to taste that forbidden
opening she clamped so tightly shut trying to fight
against his unremorseful violation.

"Open that fucking cunt up so I can eat it you
little bitch."

"Do it right now or so help me God I'll
beat your thighs open with my pointer," he raged.

Mr. Saunders pressed Katie down so the heart
shaped curve of her bottom rested atop the
white desk she'd been sitting at for most of
the afternoon.

"Spread those legs wide, I'm not going to tell
you again," he demanded.

Katie parted her thighs knowing what was to
come and shivering inwardly.
Her Biology teacher Mr. Prichard had done
the same thing and it seemed as if he'd never
stop.

All the while Prichard had been tongue fucking
her young cunt and lapping deep inside her asshole he'd
jerked himself off twice, shooting his spunk on the
tile floor, creating a translucent film of male seed.

Afterwards when he'd actually tried to penetrate Katie he
couldn't get an erection quickly enough having
already cum twice so quickly and with such intensity.

Outraged he'd forced Katie to her knees gripping
her by the back of her slender neck and making her
lick his sperm off the floor. 
One hand pressing her nose and lips into the slippery
pool as he used the other to slide a finger into her
vaginal well and anal chute simultaneously.

She had been humiliated by Prichard, forced to
act as a puppy might in having their nose rubbed in its
own piss.  In this case this was not her mess but
one made by her tormentor and although she
felt shame at first she was also excited by it.

Excited to the point that as Mr. Prichard continued
to finger both openings and she cleaned the floor of
his sexual secretions she'd actually climaxed.

As she came she'd buried her face into the slimy
tile floor, lapping up the semen and feeling her tongue
rake through it as she drew it back within her mouth to
swallow it down with a perverse lust.

"Spit on my dick, open your fucking mouth and drool
all over it so I can stick it up your cunt," Mr. Saunders
was shouting as he shook her from the sexual fog of
her memory.

Katie wanted to spit in his face instead, to spit
right in this bastard's face and reach out and claw
the smugness from it with her fingernails.
Instead she did as she was instructed, playing the
role of the good little whore she'd been told most
of her life she always was.

Saunders didn't even take the time to remove her
panties nor to tear them from her.
He gripped the white panel of the crotch
forcing it aside and exposing her pussy lips just
enough to get inside her as quickly as he could.

Katie let a long strand of saliva spill out over Saunder's
erection, the tip now frothy with it as she watched him
smear it around the bloated knob.

She felt it thrust between her folds, no foreplay, no
tenderness about this, he was taking her, raping her
and she was helpless to stop him.

A part of her wanted to put a stop to it, to just
scream and pull at her own hair and rage against the
audacity of this man using her as a way to unload his
sexual frustration and the abuse of power he held
over her in both physical strength and his position
as a teacher.

Katie felt his penis stretch her lips as it forced
its way inside her, no gentle gliding into her sex
soaked quim but instead a brutal stabbing that
pressed against the tip of her cervix as he buried
himself deeply with his initial entry.

"Tight and juicy, the best kind of pussy to fuck,
still good and tight to pull out all that hot cock
cream," Saunders hissed as he felt the firmness
of Katie's cunt clasp over him like warm living velvet.

His hands hot and pulling at her ass cheeks as
he ground his cock into her; rolling his balls over the
entrace as he tried to literally climb inside her with the
intrusive organ.

"Fuck your cunny up against me, roll those hips over
me you little whore," Saunders commanded as his penis
stabbed in an out of her.

"I'd spill every damn drop of this load right up you if
I didn't want you getting yourself knocked up."

Katie started to fall back as she felt Mr. Saunders
press himself over her.  His grip now pinning her
hips to the top of the desk as he continued to
jam his prick to it's thick base within her.

As much as she tried to resist, to tell herself she
shouldn't cum, those feelings began welling up within
her.  That little buzz in her tummy that would build
and build until she couldn't hold it back and then come
smashing out in those gut wrenching orgasms that
shook her to her core as happened when she'd masturbate
herself.

Against her will, almost instinctively she felt her legs lock
around her violater's hips.  Drawing him inside her tightly
and pushing her sex against his to match him thrust for
thrust. 

"That's it baby girl, show me what you're workin' with,
cum all over that prick," he grunted as he leaned in to
chew on her aching nipple once more.

His fingers dug deep furrows into her shoulders as he
held her down gaining more leverage.  His rhythm
increasing as he began to swell and his balls drew tight
feeling the pressure of his climax forcing its way up
the hotly buried fuck tube.

"Mother fuck it, here it cums bitch," he howled as he
withdrew his cock and began jerking it violently.

Katie was stunned when the first thick stream
splashed over her belly, the slimy tail of it landing
atop her bruised clit.  The heat of his semen searing
the tender flesh and she started to cum herself.
Saunders continued to jack himself off over the
young girl, her panties rapidly soaking up the creamy
white ropes of his cum.

"Smear that shit all over your pussy, rub it all over
yourself damn you," he growled as another jet lashed
out to land inside her thighs and trickle down her leg.

"Next time you'll get it inside you, maybe even knock
you up so you'l be carrying my baby inside there as
you go from class to class around here."

"Knowing I've got my seed all ripe and growing
inside you to mark you as my bitch from now on," he
gasped as the last shudder of his climax spilled out
on Katie's belly.

Katie's hips began to jerk against the top of the desk
as she continued to cum, part from the feel of Saunder's
load splashing over her exposed skin, part from his filthy
words of possibly impregnating her to mark her shame
for all to see.

"Go on and clean yourself up, I've got another class
to teach in fifteen minutes so get the fuck out," he
scolded as if she were a naughty child who'd been
caught playing in her clean clothes in the dirt outside.

"Make sure you bring a change of panties with you
tomorrow, you'll be needing them when I fill that pussy
up nice and full," he chuckled as he slapped her hard
against the ass, pushing her toward the door.

Katie knew she'd do just that, just as sure as she
knew she'd be back tomorrow inspite of how degraded
she now felt. 

She knew there was something.
Something she need not feel afraid of any longer inside
her that was different from the other girls and he'd
actually taught her more than he may have ever imagined.

l thing, she had done her duty, now it was over and her and Josh could resume normal relationship. Boy was she wrong. Little did she know that Josh's respect level for her just went down to zero, and his perversions were only going to get worse.

The next day, her and Josh went to the hotel across the street to see some of his rugby teammates where they were staying. Alot of these guys had been on the boat the day before, including Tom, whom she had always hated anyway, and had witnessed her public lesbianism. Stephanie was very anxious and nervous about going over there.

When they got to their hotel room, they walked in and the room got quiet when Stephanie walked in. There was about 5 of the rugby team members, plus Josh in the room. Tom high fived Josh and winked at Stephanie. Another guy, Fred was in the room, whom Stephanie absolutely detested more than Tom. He was short, kind of fat, and always had a foul attitude towards women. He had really red hair and freckles. He thought he was the shit. He walked over to Stephanie and pinched her ass. "Ouch" Stephanie said. "Look can we just drop this whole thing from yesterday. I was only doing it for Josh".

Tom said, "baby, according to Josh, you are only getting started". "Yeah" said Josh, "you are now our new rugby slut". Stephanie stared at him in disbelief and tears sprang to her eyes. "I am leaving" she announced.

She walked out the door, and Josh followed her and grabbed her by the arm "where are you going"? "You know I am one of the most popular guys on campus, I can make or break your happiness on campus, and sweetie you still got 4 years to go". Stephanie looked at him in horror and it slowly started to sink in. If she just wouldn't have caved and had that lesbian experience, at least he would have respected her. He might have dumped her, but at least she wouldn't be a considered a big whore.

"I am going home" she announced. "If you walk away, I promise you the next 4 years of your life are going to be a living hell, I will see to it that you do not have one friend on campus". Stephanie realized he meant business, and although she might be considered the "rugby whore" now, she still had Josh's name behind her so she would never be ostracized from the campus social scene.

"Okay" she said quietly, feeling defeated and her self esteem plummeting. "Now let's go back inside....................I want you to fuck Fred today. It is his birthday".

"No" she cried. "I hate him, he is so mean to women". "He is not mean, just misunderstood" said Josh. "Now come on" Josh grabbed her by the arm and pulled her inside.

They walked back inside and Fred was in his underwear now, and nothing else. The rest of the guys were sitting at the table. "She agreed to be your birthday present Fred" said Josh.

Fred got an evil look in his eyes "good you whore, I was on the boat yesterday and heard you yell when you came, now I am going to make you come". Stephanie's eyes turned as big as saucers as she realized what lay before her. "Can I go to the bathroom" she said weakly. "Go ahead" said Josh.

She went into the bathroom and closed the door. Stephanie started to slowly undress. There was a terry cloth robe hanging in the bathroom, she put it on and was naked underneath.

Stephanie walked out of the bathroom in the robe. The other guys were playing cards, while Fred was lying on the bed in his boxers, with a stiff hardon. "You ready" Fred said.

Stephanie walked over to the bed. Fred sat up and pulled her robe off. He choked when he saw her big tits up close. The guys on playing cards cheered. "Alright Fred, you are getting a nice birthday present today, aren't you".

"Suck me off" Fred said. Stephanie looked at the ugly, little fat red haired guy as she knelt down and started to suck his penis. Fred laid back in the bed while Stephanie was sucking him. The other guys had stopped playing cards and were watching, giving her pointers on how to suck him better.

Fred said "stop". He pulled her away, and told her to lay on the bed on her back and spread her legs. Fred then proceeded to lay down beside her sideways, and started to rub his dick on her pussy. Stephanie was chocking back the tears now, and let out a soft cry. Fred then started fucking her. He stuck his dick in her pussy, going back and forth very slowly, while rubbing her clit. Stephanie tried to block it out of her mind. She couldn't believe she was fucking this man whom she hated.

The other guys were quiet now, watching. Some had gotten their dicks out and were playing with themselves including Josh. It was all so humiliating. Tom had even gotten his video camera and was taping it, much to Stephanie's chagrin.

Stephanie's tits were going back and forth and Fred was fucking her. "Do you like that you little skanky slut". Stephanie nodded, because she knew that it was what he wanted to hear.

One of the other guys, Steve, came over started playing with Stephanie's tits. "Why dont you get her in the ass Fred". Stephanie looked up at everyone, and was startled. She had only ever had anal twice with Josh, and both times she hated it.

"Get up on my ass" Fred said. Stephanie looked at Josh pleadingly, who gave her a look that said you better do it. Fred stuck two fingers, coated with saliva up her ass. She gasped.

Stephanie was too tired to fight, and just gave in rather than do anything more to compromise her situation. She squated over Fred, while he called her mean, nasty names, and took his dick in her ass. She then lay back on her elbows, while he told her to pump his dick with her ass. She did as she was told.

While she was fucking his dick with her ass, the rest of the guys were standing at the foot of the bed watching. Their eyes were looking at her clit, which was swollen from being fucked so hard by Fred. Steve then proceeded to get naked, and climb up on the bed. "You ready for a sandwhich baby". Stephanie started crying, tears rolling down her face. "Please no". Fred grabbed her by the hair and told her to shut the fuck up.

Steve then stuck his dick in her pussy. Very slowly. She groaned. It hurt so badly. They both started going in and out of her at the same time. Stephanie was overwhelmed. Josh was now staring at both guys with their dicks in Stephanies holes, pumping in and out of her. Josh was playing with himself while he watched Stephanie get fucked.

Stephanie felt like a play thing, just being used for their pleasure. Both of the man finished, coming inside her with a loud groan. The rest of the men wanted sucked off, except Tom. He wanted to fuck her ass.

Tom leaned her over one of the chairs, and stuck his dick inside of her ass really deep. He had Josh videotape up close, Stephanie's ass getting reamed by him. The only way Stephanie could bear the pain was by playing with her clit, which only got hoot and hollers from the rest of the guys.

Fred ordered her to stick her fingers in her pussy while Tom was fucking her. Of course she did what she was told. "Now fuck your pussy with two fingers while Tom fucks your ass". Tom had stopped fucking her, and waited for her to get her two fingers in her pussy. "Ready," Tom asked. Stephanie nodded yes. Tom started fucking her ass and stopped again, "what the hell are you doing you dumb bitch, fuck your pussy while I am fucking your ass". Stephanie started crying, but Tom pulled her hair for her to stop. Fred leaned over the chair and said "what is the problem, boo-hoo baby". Fred had the video camera now.

"Let's try this again, I fuck your ass while you fuck your pussy with 2 fingers". Stephanie stuck two fingers in her pussy, and Tom started to pump her ass, Stephanie started to fuck her pussy with her fingers. The guys started cheering. Tom had alot of stamina. Tom must have fucked her ass for a good 20 minutes. He would stop and just rest his dick in her ass, and she was not allowed to move. Then he would start up again and she had to start fucking her pussy with her fingers again. "I can't come" Tom announced. The guys just looked at him, and Stephanie looked at him in disbelief. She was tired and wanted this over with. Tom got up and went to the refrigerator and pulled out a hotdog. He then walked over to Stephanie and told her to shove it up her cunt.

Stephanie looked at him with widened eyes, while the guys that were watching, starting getting hard ons again. "Why" she asked. "Stick this hot dog up your snatch,while I fuck your ass. When you have two dicks in you, it makes your ass even tighter around my dick, and your fingers up your snatch are not doing the trick.

Stephanie, totally submissive, and tired at this point, reluctantly agreed. She started to sob silently as she stuck the hot dog up her snatch. They other guys were now all on the floor watching, and let out a groan as the hot dog slide up her snatch. Tom then slowly slide his cock up her ass  "oh my god, that feels so tight now, baby you are so tight now. Are you ready"? "Yes" she said softly. "Go baby, go". Stephanie started to fuck her cunt with the hotdog while Tom fucked her ass. "Keeping fucking your cunt" Tom ordered. Stephanie kept fucking her cunt, in an out with the hot dog, while Tom pumped in an out of her ass. Finally Tom came in her ass with a loud groan.

Stephanie proceeded to get up, thinking it was finally over, but Fred had one more thing in mind. He came over to her whispered in her ear "I am not all that bad baby, we all think you are a great girl baby. Now, we just want to see you fuck a little bit more, than you are free to go". Stephanie at this point, ready to except any kindness someone would give her, nodded yes. Fred then went to the refrigerator and pulled out another hot dog, but this one was bigger. Fred took the hot dog, and ordered Stephanie to spread her legs wider while she leaned over knelt over the chair. She nodded yes, because he was being so kind.

Steve started the video camera again, and Fred, squating over Stephanie, slowly stuck the bigger hot dog in. The men all gasped, and so did Stephanie. "Are you ready, I am going to start fucking you with the hot dog. She nodded, and he started. She felt the hot dog go inside of her. It was smooth, like a cock. He started fucking her faster, while playing with her clit. The men watching, were starting to groan louder and louder. She could feel their eyes on her snatch as Fred pumped the hot dog in and out of her cunt. Steve got up, and grabbed another hot dog and sat beside of her. "This is going up your ass honey, you are going to be a movie star". Stephanie really had no choice so she nodded yes. The sooner they got what they wanted, the sooner this was over. Steve stuck the other hot dog up her ass, while Fred was pumping her cunt. The both were pumping her ass and cunt with the hot dogs at the same time. She heard the men watching, groaning. This went on for about 20 minutes before she heard them all groan, telling her that all of them had masturbated and came. "Am I allowed up now" she said. The men nodded yes. Â

Stephanie got up, humiliated, ashamed, used and defeated and proceeded to limp over to the bathroom.

"What is Josh going to make me do next" she thought to herself. "I am nothing but a big whore to him now."

Part III to be continued

don’t want to suck my cock, huh? Well you’re going to, whether you like it or not!” I unzipped my pants and my throbbing cock popped out, begging for some attention. I gave her one last chance to do it herself, but she refused. I was going to enjoy this……