Tracy and I had cleaned up after our little shaving escapade and now the phone was ringing. I was in the living room wearing boxers, relaxing.

JUST AFTER 2:30AM FIONA PULLED UP OUTSIDE TJ'S BURGER BAR.   I SHOUTED TO STEVE AND WE HEADED TO THE CAR.  FIONA LOOKED SURPRISED WHEN STEVE JUMPED IN BACK AND GAVE ME AN INQUISITIVE LOOK.  I LOOKED AT HER BACK THEN REACHED OUT AND GROPPED HER AMPLE TIT, "OI YOU CHEEKY SOD, PACK THAT IN" SHE SAID.  "NOW NOW FIONA DONT COME ACROSS ALL SHY, I'VE ALREADY FILLED STEVE IN ABOUT WHAT A SLUT YOU ARE,  SEDUCING YOUR DAUGHTERS BOYFRIEND AND FUCKING HIM SENSELESS".  I REACHED OUT AGAIN THIS TIME WITH BOTH HANDS AND PULLED HER TOP DOWN AT THE FRONT EXPOSING HER FINE BIG NIPPLES. "HOLY SHIT......WHAT A SLUT MAN"  STEVE CRIED FROM THE BACK.  "STEVE REACH ROUND AND PLAY WITH THESE TITTIES MAN".   HE SAT FORWARD IN THE SEAT AND REACHED ROUND EITHER SIDE OF FIONAS SEAT,  FIONA FLINCHED AS THIS STRANGE YOUNG LADS HANDS CUPPED HER BOOBS.  "FUCK ME YOU WASN'T TALKING SHIT MAN, SHE FUCKING IS A SLUT".  STEVE WAS PINCHING HER NIPPLES AND ROLLING THEM IN HIS THUMB AND FINGER.  "AAAAAHHHHHH  OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH"  FIONA COULDN'T HELP BUT MOAN, HER SLUTTY SIDE TAKING OVER HER BODY.

WE WERE STARTING TO ATTRACT A FEW GLANCES FROM INSIDE THE BURGER BAR, AS THE LADS NOTICED THE MIDDLE AGED WOMEN GETTING GROPPED IN THE CAR.   "START DRIVING SLUT UNTIL I SAY STOP OK".  AS SHE DROVE SLOWLY STEVE CONTINUED TO PINCE AND PULL HER TEETS.   I PUT MY HAND BETWEEN HER THIGHS AND WAS HAPPY TO FIND SHE'D OBEYED MY INSTRUCTIONS AND NOT WORE KNICKERS.  HER PUSSY WAS ALREADY WET........PROBABLY FROM THE SITUATION SHE FOUND HERSELF IN, AND THE FACT ANOTHER YOUNG STRANGER WAS FEELING HER UP.   "HEY STEVE , SHE AINT WEARING KNICKERS EITHER, HAVE A FEEL".   HE REACHED BETWEEN THE GAP IN THE SEATS AND FELT BETWEEN HER LEGS,  FIONA LET OUT A LOUDER MOAN AS STEVE PLUNGED A FINGER IN HER HOLE, AS HE PULLED HIS HAND OUT HIS FINGER WAS SLICK WITH FIONAS SWEET CUNT JUICE.  HE PUT THE FINGER IN HIS MOUTH AND SUCKED IT CLEAN.  "FUCK FIONA YOU TASTE GOOD".

WE WERE ABOUT 5 MILES FROM OUR VILLAGE WHEN WE APPROACHED A BIG OUT OF TOWN RETAIL PARK,  "PULL IN HERE,  PARK IN THE CORNER OF ASDA OVER THERE".  FIONA PARKED IN THE ORNER OF THE BIG DESERTED CARPRK WELL AWAY FROM THE SHOPS BUT PRETTY CLOSE TO A STREET LAMP.  I JUMPED OUT WHEN SHE TURNED OFF THE ENGINE AND WENT ROUND TO OPEN HER DOOR.  "COME ON OUT" AS I GRABBED HER ARM SLAMMING HER DOOR BEHIND HER.  FIONAS NIPPLES GREW HARDER AS THE VERY EARLY MORNING COLD AIR HIT HER BARE SKIN.   I OPENED THE BACK DOOR STEVES SIDE AND PUSHED FIONA TOWARDS IT AND GOT BEHIND HER.

"GET HIS COCK OUT AND SUCK IT, SHOW HIM WHAT A GOOD COCKSUCKER YOU ARE".   STEVE SAT BACK IN THE SEAT AND FIONA TUGGED AT HIS FLY AND JEANS, ONCE THEY WERE DOWN TOWARD HIS KNEES HIS COCK SPRANG UPWARDS TOWARDS FIONAS WAITING MOUTH.  SHE HELD IT FOR A FEW SECONDS, WATCHING AS IT GREW BIGGER AND BIGGER IN HER PALM.  STEVES COCK WAS ABOUT AN INCH 1/2 LONGER THAN MINE AT 8" BUT NOT AS THICK, "WHAT YOU WAITING FOR BITCH, SUCK MY FUCKING DICK"  STEVE GRABBED THE BACK OF FIONAS HEAD , HIS HELMET HITTING HER LIPS,  "OPEN WIDE BITCH HERE IT COMES"  FIONA OPENED AND STEVE FORCED HER HEAD DOWNWARDS ONTO HIS COCK, HIS VEINY SHAFT DISAPPEARING DOWN HER THROAT, FIONA GAGGED WHEN AT LEAST 7" WAS IN HER THROAT AND STEVE RELEASED HIS GRIP,  FIONA GOT INTO STEADY PACE AND GAVE STEVE HER BEST PERFORMANCE.

AS FIONA DEVOURED MY FRIENDS YOUNG COCK I KNELT BEHIND HER AND PUSHED HER SKIRT UP ROUND HER WAIST.  HER BARE AMPLE ARSE ON DISPLAY AND I KICKED HER ANKELS APART A LITTLE.  I STUCK 3 FINGERS EASILY INTO HER JUICED UP PUSSY AND FINGER FUCKED HER FOR A MINUTE OR TO, THEN I GOT DOWN BETWEEN HER LEGS AND FEASTED ON HER AMAZINGLY SWEET LOVE BUD.  SHE LOVED ME EATING HER OUT AND THIS TIME HAD THE SAME AFFECT,  I CHEWED HER HARD SENSITIVE CLIT AND FINGERED HER PUSSY MAKING HER COME ALL OVER MY FACE.  TURNING ROUND AND KNEELING BEHIND HER AGAIN I PULLED HER ARSE CHEEKS APART,  GOD HER DIRTY LITTLE HOLE LOOKED FUCKING GORGEOUS AND I WASTED NO TIME IN GETTING MY TOUNGE AROUND IT.  SHE CAME AGAIN AS I RIMMED HER ARSEHOLE WITH 3 FINGERS WORKING HER CUNT.

I STOOD UP BEHIND HER NOW, I PULLED ON ONE BUM CHEEK, STRECHING HER ANUS A LITTLE THEN WORKED MY MIDDLE FINGER INSIDE,  GENTLY I WORKED IT IN AND OUT TILL IT BECAME LOOSE ENOUGH FOR ANOTHER FINGER.  "AAAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHH  FUCK OH FUCK DRINK MY COME...DRINK MY SPUNK YOU SLUT"  STEVE HELD HER MOUTHOVER HIS HELMET AS IT TWITCHED 4 OR 5 TIMES FILLING FIONAS MOUTH WITH NEW FRESH SEMAN.  SHE SWALLOWED MOST OF IT AND LET THE REST FALL ON HER TITS AS IT DRIBBLED DOWN HER CHIN.

BEING YOUNG LIKE ME STEVES COCK BARELY WENT LIMP, FIONA COAXED IT BACK TO FULL HARDNESS WITH A MINUTE OF MOUTH PLAY AND I WAS READY FOR A SUCK.  ME AND STEVE SWAPPED SEATS AND FIONA GOT RIGHT DOWN TO CLEANING MY COCK OF PRECOME.  HER MOUTH FELT LOVELY AND WARM AND STICKY FROM STEVES SPUNK.  STEVE DIDN'T WASTE MUCH TIME LICKING FIONAS CUNT AND WAS SOON HAMMERINGHIS TOOL DEEP INTO HER WOMB,  HIS LONGER COCK FUCKED HER NICE AND DEEP AND SOON HAD HER COMING ON HIS SHAFT.  IT WAS MUCH LATER SHE HAD ANOTHER INTENSE ORGASAM PULLING OFF MY COCK SHE WAILED LOUDLY, (GOOD JOB THE CARPARK WAS EMPTY) SEIZING THE CHANCE I HELD HER HEAD AND WANKED MY KNOB, SPUNKING ALL OVER HER FACE AND HAIR.  SHE LOOKED LIKE A CHEAP WHORE, JUST THE WAY I LIKE IT.  I GOT OUT THE CAR AND STOOD AND WATCHED STEVE BANGING INTO HER FROM BEHIND.

"GET HER ON THE BONNET STEVE"    STEVE PUSHED FIONA BACK ACROSS HER BONNET AND FLUNG HER LEGS UP OVER HIS SHOULDERS.  FIONA LOVED THIS AS YOU CAN GET REALLY DEEP AND STEVES 8 INCHER CERTAINLY HIT THE SPOT. THEY CAME TOGTHER, YET ANOTHER COCK HAD USED FIONAS WANTON HOLE AND THE SLUT LOVED IT.  I WAS HARD AGAIN AND SLIDE EASILY INTO HER PUSSY, THE WARM STICKY WALLS OF HER CUNT STRECHED AROUND MY FATTER DICK AND GRIPPED IT TIGHTLY.  STEVE MAULED HER TITS AS I POUNDED INTO HER FOR A GOOD 10 MINUTES BEFORE I TO HAD TO EMPTY MY SPUNK INTO HER. IT WAS NEARLY 4AM BY THE TIME WE'D DROPPED OFF STEVE AND GOT HOME.  FIONA SUCKED ME OFF ONCE MORE ON THE TOP OFF THE STAIRES BEFORE JOINING HER FELLA IN BED. I SLOPPED TO THE OTHER ROOM EAGERLY AWAITING OUR NEXT 3SOME.

FROM THEN ON ONCE A WEEK ME AND STEVE WOULD DOUBLE TEAM FIONA, USING ALL HER HOLES AND NORMALLY ALWAYS DP'ING HER, THIS IS SOMETHING FIONA CAME TO LOVE SO MUCH THAT SHE CONFESSED TO GETTING A COUPLE OF THE GUYS AT WORK INTO HER OFFICE AND MAKING THEM DP HER. SHE SAID THE LADS COULDN'T BELIEVE THEIR LUCK AND NOW DEMAND TO FUCK HER 3 TIMES A WEEK AT WORK. THE NEXT 15 MONTHES OR SO FLEW BY THE FUCKINGS CONTINUED FOR FIONA BOTH AT WORK AND OFF ME AND STEVE, SHE ABSOLUTEY LOVED COCK AND IT SEEMED THE MORE SHE HAD IT THE MORE SHE WANTED IT.

I'D BEEN WITH THE FAMILY NEARLY 3 YRS NOW, 2.5 OF THEM SPENT FUCKING MY MOTHER IN LAW!  IT WAS APPROACHING HER 42ND BIRTHDAY AND I'D PLANNED A SHOPPING TRIP FOR FIONA..........WHAT A TRIP THIS TURNED OUT TO BE.................COMING SHORTLY

           My name’s
Ken and I have no relation to Barbie. I
have a sister who’s two years younger than I am. Our father left us for our mother’s younger
sister when I was ten and Samantha, my sister, was eight.Â

           The
fantasies I have of having sex with my mother began when I was fourteen. The three of us, my sister, our mother, and
myself had just moved out of our old home and into our new one; it was comfy
and by comfy I mean smaller. Whereas I
used to have my own bedroom I now shared with Sam. May slept in the room next to ours.

           I came home
from school at the usual time, eager to have the house to myself. I shouldn’t have been so eager though; May,
usually at work at this time, had taken the rest of the day off.Â

           I didn’t
know this though, so I went to my room and removed my clothes. I looked at my frame in the mirror and wished
I wasn’t so pale and scrawny. The only
part I was happy with was my seven inch penis.Â
I stroked it for a second imagining a naked Julie Porter, a student in my
PE class. Then I headed for the
shower.Â

           I opened
the door and stood in shock. My mother
was naked, wet, and combing her black hair.Â

           Now, May
had given birth to me when she was nineteen, so now at a stunning 33 she was
what my friends refer to as a MILF. Of
course I never thought of her as a mom I’d like to fuck, I mean, c’mon she’s MY
mom! I’d get pissed off at my friends
for talking about her like that, but standing there naked while she too was
naked turned me on.Â

           I think I
gasped out an “Sorry” and quickly shut the door. I ran back to my bedroom and masturbated
furiously; Julie Porter was not in my dreams that night, but rather my Mom who
was wet not from a shower but from sweat and my sperm.

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Fast forward three years to the eve of my seventeenth
birthday. Mom is helping me rehearse for
a school play I had agreed to be in to get closer to Sara, the hottest girl in
my high school.Â

           “What’s
wrong honey?” Mom asks as I again forget my lines.

           “Its just
not the same,” I say. “I mean, you look
nothing like the lead, Mom.”

           She just
looks at me. “Should I dress up?”

           The female
role that my mom is rehearsing is a high school slut who wears slutty clothes
and a mental image of my mom dressed in tight fitting school uniform flashes
through my mind causing my dick to salute in my pants. “That might help, but where’ll you find a
school uniform?”

           “I bought
one for Halloween. Be right back.”

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When she returned my dick stiffens again at the sight of her
in that tight, short-skirt uniform.Â

           She notices
and smiles at me. “How’s this,” she
asks.

           “F-fine,” I
stammer wishing she wore nothing.Â

           “You look
more than fine to me, son,” she says, her eyes lingering on my bulge. “Why
don’t you show me what you have that makes girls drool?” She steps up to me and begins fondling me
dick through my pants. I harden
more.Â

Without even thinking about doing
it I reach out and take hold of her breasts. I say: “God, Mom, you look like a
slut!” I pinch her nipples through her
top.

“Want to find out how much of a
slut I really am?” she asks.

I nod. She unbuttons her costume and her melons
bounce free. “I’ve shown you mine, now
show me yours.”

I unzip and remove my dick for my
mother’s inspection. Her eyes widen at
its enormous size. She licks her lips
and gets on her knees. “Ever have a
woman’s lips wrapped around your impressive cock?” she asks taking hold of my
member and pumping it with her hands.Â

I shake me head, my breath caught
in my throat, unable to answer.Â

“Then today’s your lucky day,
son. I’m going to suck your tool until
you bathe my throat with your hot cum.”

She engulfs my shaft with her lips
and I feel I’ve died and gone to heaven, but a part of me thinks I belong in
hell for enjoying my mother this way. Â

           As her head
bobs up and down on my rock-hard shaft I grip her head by its hair and begin
face-fucking her the way I’ve seen pornstars do on the ‘net. She’s moaning around the girth of my cock; drool
and pre-cum drips from her lips onto her breasts.

           “Oh God,
Mom, I’m cumming!”

           She takes
me all the way to the back of her throat and holds me there, one hand cupping
my balls, the other on the flat of my stomach.Â
She tickles my balls, coaxing my semen out and into her mouth. I watch as she swallows and then releases me
from her mouth.  I’m deflated, but find
the sight of her so sexy that I can’t help clubbing her face with my cum and
drool drenched tool. I leave wet streaks
down the sides of her face. Â

           “Don’t
worry, son. Next time you’ll last
longer. And next time, maybe, just maybe
you’ll be allowed to put that somewhere besides my mouth…”

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Fucking My Hot Mom part 2

Coming Soon, if enough good reviews from part 1

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Sharon worked for a famous actor. Like many celebrities, this one had an excellent public persona, but he was a pain in the ass to get along with in real life and doubly hard to work for. He was always making ridiculous demands.

Before she got this job, she’d seen a movie about a celebrity’s manager who had to remove specific colors of candy from a candy jar.

She thought it was funny. She had no idea they really did dumb shit like that in real life.

So here she was, finishing up a night shift at her current employer’s house when the box of cigarettes in her back pocket started getting her nerves. She took it out and tossed it on the counter.

It was a strict rule that there was no smoking in this house, inside or outside. The owner hated the smell of smoke in his house and he hated having cigarette butts and ashes outside his house. She figured it wouldn’t matter as long as the cigarettes were on the counter unlit, which was true.

The only problem was that she had worked a whole shift without smoking one cigarette. The power of sight was a strong one. She was alright when she couldn’t see them, but now that they were in plain view, she needed one bad as hell. She pulled one out and lit it up.

Ahhhhh. The greatest pleasures in life come from relieved anxiety.

She felt good. Sucking on that cancer stick at that moment was the closest thing she’d felt to sex in a long time.

She knew she was taking a risk. She knew she should have stopped after the first few hits. But she couldn’t. She just stood there and sucked and sucked until half the cigarette was gone. She was dumping ashes on the counter the whole time instead of putting them in the trash can. What was she thinking?

Richard scared the crap out of her when he came in and called out her name. She put the cigarette down.

She said, “Sorry, I was gonna tidy it up.”

“That looks disgusting,” he said.

“I’m sorry. I was gonna tidy it up. I was gonna tidy the kitchen.”

“Look,” he continued, “you’re one of four people that have rooms in my house. Nobody else smokes but you. Everybody else complains about it. You’re gonna have to leave. That’s all there is to it.”

Sharon was a long way from Britain—her home country—and the only friends she had were living in that house. She didn’t have a clue what she would do if she lost that job. It would mean losing her only source of income, her shelter, and her friends. Sharon felt the true meaning of fear.

“I can’t leave. I only smoke now and again,” she said in her sweet British-accented voice.

He commented on the amount of crap that was lying on his counter. Then he said, “Finish cleaning up. I’m going to go read the paper. But I want you out in the morning.” He walked away.

She was alone now. She stared at the cigarette still burning on the sponge. She hated it. It had taken everything from her. But as much as she hated it, she still couldn’t do without it so she picked it up and took one last drag before stubbing it out and cleaning up.

She found Richard sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper. Knowing him, he was probably reading an article about himself.

She sat beside him and crossed her legs. Trying to look as innocent as she possibly could, she said, “Look, I’m sorry. I cleaned up the kitchen.”

Richard put the paper down. “You’ve been told before,” he said. “Sorry, but how many times do I have to tell someone you can’t smoke in the house?”

“Richard, give me a break. I’ve been trying to quit, you know.”

“Well I haven’t seen any evidence of any improvement what-so-ever during the time you stayed here. I mean, what can you do to just stop smoking?”

“I’m a good tenant. I pay my rent.” (Richard allowed his employees to live with him if they wanted, but they had to pay rent).

“So does everybody else,” he rebutted. “And they don’t smoke.”

“I’m good to you, Richard. I’ll look after you.”

There was something about the way she said she’ll look after him that let Richard know she was saying a lot more than just that. She was desperate—he knew this, but now he understood how desperate she was. If he wasn’t mistaken, Sharon had tacitly made him a sexual proposition.

“I need looking after, I admit,” he said as he got adjusted on the couch.

Sharon fixed her hair and then adjusted her tits in the low-cut shirt she was wearing. They didn’t need adjusting but she was trying to draw his attention to them, show him how big and juicy they were.

She said, “I can do things that the other attendants can’t do.”

She touched his leg and started going for his crotch. Richard pushed her hand away. He wanted her, but not like this. He was a famous celebrity and he didn’t want the tabloids printing crap about him blackmailing his employees. He would fuck her, but not as a business deal. Therapy, on the hand, was a different story.

Referring to her smoking problem, he said, “That’s very nice, but I did hear about one sort of therapy that might work for you.”

“Did you?”

“It’s called sex therapy. It works really good for smokers.”

“Go on; I’m listening.”

“You see, what happens is that when you crave a cigarette, it’s an oral fixation. It’s a substitute for putting something else in your mouth. So what you do is every time you fixate on having a cigarette, you…suck a dick.”

Sharon was feeling much better now. She was confident that she’d be able to stay. She was leaning towards him with her legs crossed and her back arched. She was wearing a form-fitting gold top with a very short, black miniskirt and high heels. She looked damned good, to say the least.

“So I have to suck cock every time I want a cigarette?” asked Sharon.

“Yes. It’s better than a cigarette because it lasts much longer and there’s more enjoyment involved. And you don’t have to stop there. You can do more than just suck cock. And it’s healthier for you. You get plenty of exercise.”

Sharon was trying to hold back a smile. Richard was pouring it on thick, but she had to admit that all of his bullshit made a lot of sense. Maybe it would work. Who knew?

“Feasible,” she said.

“If you’re really craving a cigarette and I’m around, I’m more than willing to let you experiment with me.”

“Right.”

“And if we were experimenting, we would have to be tolerant at least a little longer of you staying here.”

“So, uh, I could do with a cigarette now,” she said.

“Right now? Right this minute?”

“Yeah. I have to get your cock out.”

He said, “I’ll get it out for you.”

Richard started undoing his belt and zipper. Then he kicked his shoes off, stood up, and slid his pants down.

Sharon got on her knees. She crawled up to his already-hard penis and took it in her hand. She lowered her face and wrapped her juicy lips around his shaft.

“Oh,ahhh,” moaned Richard.

Sharon had a soft tongue. She used it a lot and she used it well. She slid it along his cock on the way down and twisted it along the sides on the way up for that extra special feel. She would pull it complete out of her mouth. She’d look it over, see the way the lights shined off her saliva, lick all around the head, and deep-throat him.

This was about the time that the urge to bite it off hit her. But she was enjoying it—she hadn’t had sex in a long time either—so the urge only lasted a quick second. She also liked the fact that his pubic hair was cut low so it didn’t get in her mouth when she deep sucked him.

She stopped briefly to get her top off. Richard was happy to help. She slid her skirt off when she was done with that.

All she was wearing was gold panties and her shoes. Richard had to give it to her. She had great taste in buying sexy clothes.

She climbed all the way on the couch and knelt over. Her blonde hair was blocking his sight, but Richard felt her lips gliding gently down his shaft before she closed them tightly around the bottom and came back up.

Richard had fucked a lot of women during his twenty-plus years in show business. This one ranked at the top when it came to sucking cock.

He didn’t know what was better. Her mouth or the way she used her hand to jerk and feed more of his prick in her mouth.

He was feeling her tits most of the time. Then he reached around and cupped her ass. It felt nice.

He reached a little further and touched the panty string that was lining her pussy. He moved it out of the way. He put his fingers between her pussy lips. He couldn’t believe how wet she was.

He was going to let her suck him all the way off, but there was no way he could pass on a pussy that wet.

He let her suck him a while longer as he fingered her. It was gushing and bubbly. Her pussy kept getting hotter and wetter the more he fingered her.

She stopped to get in a more comfortable position, but now Richard had his mind on something else. He started pulling Sharon out of her panties as he joked about her “oral fixation.” She chuckled and continued taking her panties and shoes off.

Totally naked at last, Richard made her lie on her back. He went down on her. Her pussy tasted good. The scent was strong and it was driving his lust.

She had his whole lower face drenched in her juices. Her cunt was steamy wet and tender.

On occasion he would look up and see her beautiful body spread so wide open, her elegant hands cupping her tits, her mouth agape as she gasped for breath. His cock got so hard it hurt.

He needed to fuck her right now. Usually Richard used condoms, but there was something about a pussy as wet as this that made him want to fuck her raw.

He sat on the free side of the couch and waved her over. She got up and mounted him reverse cowgirl style.

Richard was right. As expected, Sharon had a very tight snatch. It was the kind of pussy that you would normally have to take all day to ease into because it was so tight. The only reason he didn’t have to this time was because she was so wet.

“Oh, oh, oh yeah,” moaned Sharon as she bounced her sweet twat on his cock.

Sharon spread her pussy lips wider. She looked down so she could see it penetrating her. She was stroking her clit. It felt so good.

She turned around and rode him the other way. This was better because now Richard had her tits in his face.

As she bounced and ground on his cock, her tits bounced and swayed with her. He stuck his tongue out and licked whatever part came in contact with it.

He had a tight grip on her hips and was lifting her off and driving her back down on his eager, throbbing, hard cock. Sharon had gotten so wet that he could feel her juices dripping all the way down to his balls.

“Oh, yeah! OH! Oh, god!” she screamed.

She dismounted him, got on her knees, and slowly licked every drop of pussy juice from it. Sharon loved the taste of her own pussy. Going from pussy to mouth was one of her favorite things to do.

She sucked him long enough to give it its maximum stiffness, just the way she liked it. Then she bent over, arched her back, and waited patiently with her eyes shut for something stiff to come plug her.

Richard eased up behind her. He shoved every inch of cock in her. He started banging her hard. She felt so damn good. He wanted to drive his cock straight through her and touch her heart with it.

“Ah, oh, oh, yeah. oh my god,” she moaned.

He fucked her so hard that he lost his balanced and started falling to the left. Instead of fighting it, he lay on his side and motioned for Sharon to join. He eased back into her and picked up where he left off, but now he was fucking her on their sides.

After a few minutes, he tossed one of her legs over his left shoulder. He lifted the other one onto the other shoulder.

Sharon was completely on her back with her legs pinned in the air. It left Richard with a perfect, unimpeded, straight shot right up her guts.  It was the perfect position for his goal, which was to shove his cock from her pussy into her chest.

Of course he didn’t accomplish this goal, but not because of lack of trying. He drilled her hard as she cried out in ecstasy.

“Oh, god, yeah! Oh!!”

Richard thrust and grinded in her. He fucked her hard and slow, shoved it in and out.

His back arched. He paused. His mouth flew open and a moan from the gut came bellowing out.

His legs started spasming. He was having trouble keeping himself upright. His ass clenched and released several times as cum shot into Sharon’s horny nest, filling her up with loads of sticky spoo.

Richard pulled out. Sharon then realized what had happened.

“Oh, did you cum inside me?”

Richard spread her pussy lips and said, “There it is.”

She leaned as far forward as she could. Sure enough, there were traces of his man juice on the edges of her hole and more was starting to bubble out.

Richard touched it and started rubbing it up and down the split. Sharon moaned as he did it.

“You’re gonna quit smoking in no time,” said Richard.

“I know,” said Sharon. “I really don’t think I want to smoke anymore.”

“You’re gonna be a little sex addict.”

She chuckled, said, “Maybe.”

She let Richard play in her pussy for as long as he wanted. She was happy and worry-free. She still had a place to stay until she finished school, and if all else failed, there was still the possibility that she would get pregnant. Then she’d really be set for life.

Finally, the previews ended and the movie began.  It was a stupid romance-comedy, and one I'd already seen before, though with other people in the room.  I waited five minutes into the movie; if no one showed up before then, I reasoned, they weren't going to show up at all.

Sure enough, at the end of the opening credits, I was still the only person in the theater.  I decided to get started.  I unzipped my jeans and slid them down to my ankles.  Then I pulled my now rock-hard cock and balls through the slit in my underpants and began to stroke.

Even though I was totally alone in the darkened room, and the only way the man in the projection booth could see me was by knocking out the window and looking directly down at me, it felt oddly satisfying to pretend someone was watching me, maybe jacking off in response to me stroking my seven-inch cock and fondling my balls.  It made me hornier and the pleasure greater to know I was sitting in a seat someone else had occupied before, pants around my ankles, working to spray my cum all over the seat in front of me.

I was pumping furiously with one hand and rubbing my balls with the other.  Heat began to spread at my waist; it was like my cock was becoming molten with the cum slowly making its way up it.  My hand slowly stroking my balls coaxed more pleasure out of it.  I'd never felt more at ease during a session.

Unfortunately, the movie wasn't helping.  Although the chick playing the female lead was hot as hell, I kept losing my concentration.  Once, I thought I had an orgasm, but someone made a really stupid joke which broke my concentration just long enough.

I realized then that a hand wasn't enough.  I needed more.  So I snuck in my backpack and felt around for a while, then I extracted two things: my sister's big purple dildo (I'd stolen it from her room earlier) and a tube of K-Y Gel.  With a thrill of excitement, I slid my briefs down my legs (with some difficulty) and put my legs up on the seat in front of me.  My ass was sticking out now.

I popped open the tube of lubricant and spread some on my fingers.  Then I rubbed them around my asshole and slid them inside.  I knew some gel was trickling down to the seat; that only increased my sense of fear of getting caught, which made me hornier than ever.  That, coupled with the fingers in my ass, the dildo waiting to replace them, and the whole realization of what I was doing, made me want to cum right then and there.

But I waited.  I knew that, if it took me an hour to cum (it usually did when I jacked off in front of a TV), I'd have an amazing orgasm.

Once the gel was spread all along the inner walls of my asshole, I slid my fingers out, poured some more gel on the dildo, and worked it around with my non-stroking hand.  For reference, my cock is seven inches long and about two inches around.  This thing I was about to fuck my ass with is nine inches long and about two and a half across.  I felt along the plastic cock I was preparing to take.  I felt ribbing along the sides and a flared head, with two half-balls making up the base.  I took it in my non-stroking hand and guided it to my tight, unfucked asshole.  I tickled around the opening with the tip of the dildo, only pushing the head in a little bit before pulling it out.  I always loved teasing myself.

Then I decided I was ready.  I pushed the dildo in, taking the head only at first.  The feel of this dildo inside me made me lift up my head and moan.  Had I been in my room, alone in the house, I would have screamed with joy.  But I wanted to be quiet.  Slowly, I worked more and more in, inch by inch, until I hit the back of my hole.  I was taking six inches in, and it was so big it was ripping my hole apart.  But I loved it so much that I started to ride it.  I was sliding it in and out of my asshole while I worked my cock with another hand. 

At that point, the movie was as important to me as shit.  All I knew was that I was fucking myself with a dildo bigger than my cock, I was nude in a movie theater where I could get caught in a seat where someone else was going to sit and had already sat before, and, from the feeling I was getting in my crotch, about to spray my cum all over the theater.  I decided to bring my imagination into play.

"Yeah, that's it," I whispered huskily to the dildo.  "Come on, big boy.  Fuck my tight asshole harder.  Ooh, that's how I like it.  Shoot your load in my tight hole.  Come on, my virgin hole is yours!  Cum in me, you big-dicked slut!  Make me feel as good as I'm making you feel.  Oh, yes!  Yes!  Right there, baby!  Now fuck me harder!

My body was seizing up and my balls were retracting under the scrotum.  I knew I was about to cum, and with no one else in the theater, I felt okay yelling my guts out.  As I began spasming, I reached the point of no return.  I kept stroking and stroking until finally, I felt my orgasm hit.

I started to yell as cum flooded out of my cock and sprayed everywhere.  Some landed on the back of the seat in front of me, some flew past that and hit the seat cushions, and quite a bit landed on me.  It was fantastic, and I was in heaven.

But when I was done, something else happened.  Someone else screamed.  My first thought was that it was the female lead, but I was wrong.  It was someone else in the theater.  From the sounds of it, a girl.

I was not alone after all.  She'd been lying down in her seat when I came in, and I hadn't noticed her.  What was more, she was masturbating too!

For some reason, I was feeling rather daring after cumming all over a movie theater, and my erection was still very much erect.  What the fuck, I thought.  Let's see how much we can get out of this.  I slowly pulled the dildo out of my ass, regretting the loss of its hugeness in my ass.  I put it and the lube back in my backpack, but I slid my pants and underpants off all the way, and stuffed them in my backpack too.  Then I wiped the floor and other chairs down.  I got up and limped down a few rows (the dildo was awesome, but fuck me, it hurt!), ass-naked from my waist down, until I reached her row.  Her beautiful head was still reared back, eyes closed all the way.  The dildo she had been using was still in her pussy; it was glistening wet, as was the seat cushion.  She looked at me and saw my erection, still glistening from the cum I'd squirted all over it, and smiled. 

"Okay, hon," she said seductively.  "Sounds like we're both warmed up.  Now let's get to the main event."

She stood up, pulled the dildo out (it was smaller than mine!) and beckoned me to the seat she just vacated.  I sat down, cock pointed up like a sundial, and she sat down on it, facing me.

It was clear she was no amateur when it came to fucking, although her pussy was blissfully tight.  She rode me like she was riding a horse, bouncing up and down, taking me in her up to the balls, then just to the tip of my head, then to the balls again.  I lifted her shirt up over her head and off.  Amazing: she wasn't wearing a bra.  Her tits, 36Cs by the looks of them, bounced up and down before me, nipples hard as tiny rocks.  I gently sucked on them, and she moaned with pleasure.

It was then that I saw the dildo she had been using.  It was lying across the seat next to us, still glistening wet with her juices.  I picked it up and licked her juices; she looked at me, eyes so seductive, so horny, practically begging me to take her, to do what she thought I would do.

Whether that was what she meant to say or not, I did.  I reached behind her, felt around for her asshole, and pushed the dildo in.  She reared her head back and moaned louder.  I manipulated the dildo so that, when I pulled back from her pussy, the dildo pushed in, and when it pulled back, I pushed in.  She seemed to like it very much; a minute after I started that, she screamed as she had another orgasm.  Her spasming body shook the row of seats we were in, and I thought she'd sound an alarm through the theater, she was so loud.  But no one came in to check, so we kept fucking like animals.  She had two rods in her and I was fucking a hot girl in a movie theater.  No wonder we were so horny.

I was nearing the point of no return again.  I had soon forgotten about the fact that there might be people outside; I was only concerned with giving this girl the fucking of a lifetime.  And when I reached the point of no return, I was ready to give her the grand finale.

"I'm cumming," I groaned.  "I'm fuckin' cummin' in your cunt, bitch!  Ooh, I'm gonna fuckin' blow my load in you, you little cunt!"  I wasn't kidding, and apparently, the temporary addition of dirty sex talk was just what she had wanted, because she went up and down a couple more times, then, when she felt me tense up, slammed down on me, just as I started to cum.

We both screamed; me as my cum started to explode out of me, her as she felt it gush through her netherregions.  It seemed I was using a lifetime's supply of cum at once, I was cumming so long.  She was writhing with orgasmic joy as I flooded her cunt with my juices.

"YEAH!" I was yelling.  "TAKE IT ALL!  TAKE IT, YOU HORNY BITCH!"  She loved it so much.  And I realized I loved her.

It took what seemed like hours for our orgasms to subside.  The movie was still playing, but it was almost over.  She slowly lifted her body off my subsiding erection; cum dripped out onto the floor and she wiped it off, then passed a napkin over her pussy.  We put on our assorted clothes, then made out through the rest of the movie.  I was fondling her breasts; she was handling my crotch.  I wanted to fuck her again and again.  She seemed to read this in my face, as well as in my cock, which was growing again after a while.

"Calm down, cowboy," she whispered in my ear.  "Come back to my place after the show.  I'll show you what I'm really able to do.  Maybe you can show me too."

"God, I fucking love you," I said.

"I fucking love you too," she whispered, and we started making out again.  We probably would have fucked again if the movie hadn't ended.  We got up and walked back to her place, looking innocent until we left the theater.  Along the way, I knew this was going to be a long and very fun night.

“How much is this gonna cost us, Sweet Stuff?” asked Larry, the short, handsome one who wore his hair in a crew cut, which led the hooker to believe he was ex-military.

She touched his head and said, “It depends on what you want to do, Curly. A little head or a little tit?” she asked as she touched his chest.

He moved her pink leather jacket off her shoulders, revealing her ample tits that were snuggled nicely behind a black and white leopard skin bra shirt. He touched her soft tits, moved closer, and said, “I can go for that.”

She grabbed a handful of ass and said, “What about eight inches of tail?”

“Ooh baby,” moaned Larry.

John was behind her stroking the bulge in his pants. He motioned for her to turn around with his left hand as he was unzipping his pants with the other.

He said, “Why don’t we start with a little head and you just keep the meter running?”

The jacket was off and she was on her knees in seconds. “I’d like to work out the price first,” she said.

John said, “We’ll have all three meals (they wanted to fuck her in the mouth, pussy, and ass) and maybe something a little sweet and sticky for dessert (they wanted to give her a facial).”

John wanted to say more, but he had gotten his cock out and the hooker was slowly sliding it in and out of her mouth. His head fell back and he started moaning.

Larry filled in for him by saying, “And make the meal hot, Honey, and we’ll even give you a nice tip.”

“Sounds good to me.”

Larry was enjoying his view of the girl sucking his friend’s cock. He was slowly masturbating his cock just enough to keep an erection. His eyes were fixed on the woman’s lips wrapped tightly around his friend’s prick.

John’s eyes were closed. His head was rolling around. He was in a deep haze that made it hard for him to keep his balance.

All seemed to be going according to plan for the boys. They were enjoying themselves so much that neither of them noticed the covert cameras hidden around the room.

The woman looked, behaved, and sucked cock like a prostitute, but she wasn’t really a prostitute. Her real name was Sergeant Liza White. She was an undercover officer of Metro Vice and this was just another sting operation.

“Yeah, that’s it,” moaned John. He started slowly humping her mouth. He’d taken his shirt off and let his pants fall to the floor.

Larry’s cock was hard and aching to be sucked. Seeing what Liza was doing to John was making it ten times worse. He pulled his shirt off and said, “I better get me some of that too.” He dropped his pants and took a step closer.

Liza was taking in huge mouthfuls of John’s cock. Her snatch was starting to get that itch, as it always did whenever she sucked cock.

“Come on, warm up my engines too,” said Larry.

She continued sucking John but she stroked Larry’s cock as she did it. She could feel it rising and hardening in her hand as John stiffened to full erection in her mouth.

She cupped John’s balls and used them to force feed the full length of his dick into her mouth. It went so deep that his pubic hairs brushed her lips and John trembled and gasped.

She let it fall from her lips and turned to Larry’s cock, which was slightly limp but very excited and eager.

“Yeah, get it hard in your mouth,” he said excitedly. “Yeah. Yeah, suck that cock.”

Within a few seconds it had swollen to twice its size and was hard as a brick. She pulled it from her mouth, and referring to where Larry’s home town, said, “They sure grow them big in Texas.”

“That’s right, Honey. A whole mouthful,” he said.

Liza shoved his cock deep into her mouth and grabbed his balls giving them a gentle squeeze.

“Hot damn!” blurted Larry.

Deep-throats were Liza’s specialty because she was good at it, but mainly because she loved doing it. Her pussy was soaked by now and no one had even touched her.

It was the scent of their cocks so close to her nose and moaning and hissing they were doing as she pleasured them with her mouth. She could suck dick forever and never get tired of it.

John told her to keep working on Larry while he took the rest of his clothes off. When he was done, he motioned for her to lift her ass in the air.

She stood up and pulled her tits out instead, which nearly blew Larry’s mind. She dropped back to his cock and sucked in a deep mouthful.

She could hear John getting ready to slide into her from behind. The thought of having a cock in her mouth and a cock in her pussy was driving her mad with anticipation.

Knowing she was being watched by her fellow officers was turning her on too. As a matter of fact, at that very moment they were discussing what to do. No bust had ever gone this far and they were confused about whether or not to let it continue. The agent in charge told them to wait. There wasn’t anything they could do. Money had to exchange hands before an arrest could be made, so they had to sit by and watch until it was over.

Liza felt a pair of hands forcing her legs wider, and then a tongue worming its way into her wet hole. Larry grabbed her head and started ramming it up and down on his prick.

An intense rush of tingles filled Liza’s cunt. John was working magic with his tongue, the way it slithered around and bumped every wall of her horny twat. The only thing that kept her from screaming was that there was too much dick between her lips for any sound to escape.

Eight inches of hard cock stretched Liza’s pussy to capacity. John was behind her thrusting mightily into her. Sweat was pouring down the side of his head.

It felt too good. She could hardly concentrate on sucking dick. Her moaning was getting louder with every ticking minute.

Her pussy was getting wetter and stretching wider, allowing him to shove more of his girth inside her sweet pussy.

“Oh, yeah, fuck me!” she said.

“Yeah, you like that fucking? You are a naughty whore, ain’t ya?”

“Oh, yeah!” moaned Liza as she stroked John’s cock. “Ooh, oh, oh, my god.” Her pussy was gushing like a broken faucet.

“That’s right, bitch. I’m gonna make you cum all over my cock.”

But he was too late. Liza had already cum repeatedly. Her pussy was ablaze and everything about the situation had her whole body feeling more alive than anything she had ever experienced. John had a death grip on her hips and was humping her like he wanted his cock to touch her belly button from the inside.

“You wanna fuck?” said John.

“Oh, yes,” said Liza.

“Say it!”

“Fuck yeah, fuck me!”

Larry said, “Suck it, baby,” and stuffed her mouth full of throbbing dick.

“I like it when you talk like a whore.”

Larry said, “Stop talking and start sucking.” She obeyed.

“Let the little whore suck dick,” grunted John, enjoying the squeeze of her snug cunt.

But he’d been fucking her for a long time and his legs were getting tired. It was time to trade places and let Larry feel her pussy.

Larry lay on his back. Liza mounted him reverse cowgirl style and started bouncing on his throbbing member.

John was standing on the bed with his cock buried deep in Liza’s mouth. She fingered her clit as she relished in the feel of Larry’s massive prick digging in and out of her wet snatch, her juices running down the sides of his cock and settling on his pubic hair and balls.

“Suck that dick, you little whore!” barked John. “Ride his cock! Yeah, we’re gonna show you how to fuck, ain’t we? You’re gonna cum again.”

“I’m cumming!”

“Right now?”

“Yes! Oh, ohhh!”

“That’s right; cum on his dick.”

It was like someone had turned the heat up 20 degrees. It was baking hot in there. The bed was squeaking like crazy.

They flipped her over. Larry was still in her pussy but John lay on her back.

“I hope you’re ready for some Texas cock in your ass,” he said as he eased his shining dick into her tight asshole. It was time for some DP (double penetration) action.

Since Larry’s big prick was already in her pussy, it made it seem like there was even less space in her ass. It was like fucking virgin pussy, only tighter.

Liza let out a loud, thunderous scream as she felt both heated, rock-hard penises burrowing into her, reaming her inner walls, making her feel like the cock hungry whore that she was.

“Yeah, fuck that ass!” she screamed. “Ooh god, that big dick!”

All three of them were tingling fiercely. The boys were only seconds from climaxing themselves.

John jumped off of her and started masturbating. Larry gave him a look that said, “You read my mind,” and motioned Liza to get off of him and take his place on the bed.

“Here’s some of my Texas juice,” grunted Larry as cum started blasting out of his prick

The first cum shot took Liza by surprise. She jerked when she felt his warm juices hit her cheek at a hundred miles per hour, but she was quick to recover and keep her jaws spread wide for every drop of nut that followed.

“Yeah, give her that Texas juice,” John encouraged as he was stroking his meat, working on his own orgasm that was coming fast.

He watched Liza fasten her lips around Larry’s cock head with semen splattered all over her face and start sucking on it trying to savor the last few drops. She was a nasty fuck, better than either of them thought possible. Now it was his turn to soil her pretty face.

“You want some more, honey?”

He put his dick a couple inches from her mouth. He stroked it with a small twisting motion keeping his eyes fixed on Liza, picturing how she would look with his jizz smeared all over her sexy face.

His ass clenched when he felt his juices burning up his shaft. “Open wide,” he groaned.

Liza leaned forward and extended her tongue just as a glob of cum popped out of John’s dick. It landed directly in her mouth and slid down her throat before she had a chance to taste it.

More spurt into her mouth. She let it stay there a few seconds and then let it spill from her mouth onto her tits and belly, steadily lapping at his cock head until every drop was in, or on, her mouth.

Like she did with Larry, she started sucking his spent cock so she could savor the salty taste of spunk coming straight from its source. John groaned and shuddered through it all.

“Now you’ve tasted Texas cum,” said Larry.

“Stick ‘em both in your mouth, you slut.”

Liza licked both cocks, pressed them together, and then fed them into her mouth, which was stuffed to the max. They were too big to suck together so she just licked the cock heads and swirled her tongue in the remaining spoo that was leaking.

Now that they were satisfied, it was time to pay up. “That was one hell of a meal, little lady,” said John.

Larry pulled out a huge wad of cash, handed it to Liza, and said, “Whatever it cost, I’m sure this’ll cover it.”

“You sure you guys don’t want some more dessert?”

“Well, I sure could use another slice of that Sweet Butt Pudding Pie of yours,” John joked.

She opened the drawer of the nightstand next to the bed and pulled out a pair of handcuffs. As she was slapping them on John’s wrist, she said, “I think you better think again.”

“What the hell…”

“Alright boys,” said Liza, and two agents stormed the room.

The first had a gun pointed at them. The other was more relaxed and had a big grin on his face.

He said, “Smile, boys, you’re on L.A.P.D. camera.” He pressed the button on his walkie talkie and said, “We got ‘em. Ten-four.”

“I thought you were a nice girl,” yelled John.

Sarcastically, she said, “That’s why you wanted to fuck me up the ass?”

“You gotta be kidding me,” shouted Larry.

Exasperated, John said, “This is fucking bullshit…only in L.A.!”

They’d made their bust, but Liza had taken it way too far. She was going to have an interesting evening explaining this one at the station tonight. But judging by the bulges on her teammates' crotches, she could probably find a way not to have to explain anything at all.

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Chapter 1

          I’ve tried a million times to explain to myself how I come to find myself in this situation.  The situation I am talking about is the one that has me on all fours with a black cock sliding in and out of my pussy and mouth.  If that isn’t odd enough, three feet away from me is my daughter Cindy.  She is also on all fours.  She has a black cock in each hand, one in her mouth, and one in her pussy.  She and I were both covered with tons of cum from the six black men that were taking turns fucking us.

          I’d like to say this was an isolated incident but that would be a lie.  The truth is that Cindy and I had been doing this for several weeks now.  As crazy as it sounds, there is an explanation for why I would ever let my daughter become a black cock whore like me.  Let me explain.

          A few weeks ago my 14 year old daughter came home early from school and caught her dear mother, me, in the basement fucking someone other than her father.  To make matters worse it was a black man with a really big cock.  And if that wasn’t bad enough it was her father’s closest oldest friends.  She was pissed, upset, and really not very happy with me.

          As you will remember from the first story, I sat her down and explained how this whole thing got started.  I reminded her that her grandparents had died in a car crash and left us the house.  I also reminded her that the neighborhood had changed a lot from when it was her father’s childhood home.  We talked about how things were when we first moved in and how uncomfortable I felt in an almost black neighborhood.  I had told her that her father had given us, what sounded like, very good advice about living in this neighborhood.  He had been right except for one unexpected problem with her father’s best friend. 

          I told her that his friends name was Bob and that he was a very important person in the area.  I explained that Bob kept hitting on me, sometimes in front of her father.  My husband told me to laugh it off.  He said to be forceful, but nice, when I turned him down.  It didn’t help.  I told my daughter that this went on for almost a year.  Then one night at a community cookout it all came to a head.  I told Cindy that her father was drunk and I had had one more than I should have had.  Bob kept hitting on me, so I got angry.  I asked him what it was going to take to get him to leave me alone.  I told Cindy that Bob made me a deal.  If I would fuck him once that he would never bother me again.  I told Cindy that it was a combination of the Gin, the anger at her father for being no help (again), and the frustration of Bob continuing to press me for sex, but I gave in.

          Bob fucked the hell out of me.  I hadn’t wanted to do it but it was the best sex I had ever had.  I told Cindy that one of the neighborhood assholes had snuck into the basement and had watched us.  Bob left and I was busy trying to recover when I was mounted again.  I thought it was Bob.  It wasn’t.  The guys name was Dwayne.  He too had a really big cock and he knew how to use it.  If that wasn’t bad enough, Dwayne returned a few days later, with a friend.  I tried to stop them but it was no good.  They spent the afternoon fucking my brains out.  Again, I hadn’t wanted it to happen and was really unhappy about it.  I told Cindy that Bob had Dwayne’s ass beaten and it was made clear to him that I was to be left alone.

          I told Cindy that I couldn’t escape the truth.  I hadn’t wanted this to happen, but the truth was that I had cum more in two days than I had in all of my life.  I wasn’t sure that I could stop myself.  I told Cindy that I talked to a college girlfriend who had had some experience with black men.  She had told me that I shouldn’t ignore what had happened.  Staying in control was the key.  Ignoring this would only cause me to act out and lose control.  Losing control could get me caught by my dear husband.  She had said that my fetish for black cock would soon ware off and life would go back to normal.  There was a lot more we talked about and at the time it made since.

          When I got home I set up a meeting with Bob.  I told Cindy that I took my friends advice and had Bob fuck me again.  It was great.  Afterward I told Bob what my friend had said and that I was going to take her advice.  I told Bob that I loved my husband and that I didn’t want to cheat on him.  But, I told Bob, that I couldn’t stop right now.  Bob said that he could help.  He pointed out that the house was old and in need of repairs.  He told me that he knew men that would take care of the work and would be happy to work for pussy.  All of these men were, big, black, handsome, and very well hung.

          I had the house painted, electrical work done, new phone jacks installed, and hired a landscaping crew to take care of the yard.  Over the next few months my pussy got royally fucked, almost daily.  The day that the landscaping crew came always turned into a gangbang.  It was supposed a three man crew but at times I found myself fucking six different men. 

          Cindy had told me that that explained how this got started and why I had allowed so many different men to fuck me.  But she couldn’t understand why I was still doing it 9 years later.  I explained to her that her father was a wonderful man.  He was a great lover and that he too was hung, but not like these black men.  These black men did things to me that had never been done before.  I thought I would grow tired of it, or at least get used to it enough to stop or slow down.  I was wrong.  I had slowed down some over the years, but I hadn’t stopped and wasn’t going to stop.

          Cindy kept my secret and I thought that everything would go back to normal.  But Cindy’s curiosity had been touched and she wanted to know more.  She had skipped school a few times and had watched me get fucked by huge black cocks, without my knowledge.  This activity backfired on Cindy the day that she tried to watch me get gangbanged by the landscaping crew.  My first story left off with the black men finding a half naked Cindy watching the activity.  I had stated that I was stuck in the middle of a black man sandwich (on all fours with a cock in my pussy and a cock in my mouth) and there were men playing with both of my breasts.  I saw what was happening but couldn’t stop it.  I had stated that that was the day that Cindy got her first black cock, lots and lots of black cock.

Chapter 2

          My Thursday gangbang with the landscapers normally ended around 2:30 pm.  That would give me time to clean up and be ready for Cindy to get home from school.  On that Thursday however it lasted much later.  There was no need to cut their fun short considering my daughter was lying naked beside me, getting her brains fucked out.  By the time the men started getting dressed I knew I had very little time to clean up.  I didn’t want there to be anything for my husband to find.

          As the men left through the basement door I pulled Cindy to her feet.  We had very little time to get cleaned up before her father got home.  I didn’t have time to be pissed at her for spying on me.  I didn’t have time to be worried about the condition my daughter was in mentally and physically.  There would be time later to deal with all of these things.  Right now I needed to get her into the shower.

          She looked like a zombie, just looking straight ahead, lost.  Her legs were weak enough that I didn’t feel comfortable with her taking a shower by herself.  So I joined her.  I leaned her against the wall while I quickly got myself cleaned up.  Over the years I had found that my nipples, ass, and pussy were to tender to us a wash cloth during bathing after being royally fucked.  I would soap up my hands and wash off. Doing it this way allowed me to better control the amount of pressure I used on my body, less pain.  I showed this to Cindy but she was too far out of it to do anything to help herself.  I was really worried about her and the way she was acting.  But we didn’t have time for that now.  Since she couldn’t do it for herself, I washed her the best I could.  I had guessed right in that she was very tender, so I tried to be as gentle and quick as possible.  It amazed me at how aroused she still was.  Each time I was forced to touch her breast or nipples she would moan.  She gasp for air and leaned her head against me when I had to wash her pussy.  I thought she was going to have an orgasm when I sprayed to water up into her pussy to get the cum out.  I had never seen my daughter, or any other woman, like this before.

          I know that a lot of readers would love to hear that this turned into a sexual relationship.  It did not.  I am not into women and am really not into sex with my daughter.  GROSS!  I was just happy to get her cleaned up, dressed, and up to her room.  I told her to go to bed and that I would bring her some food later.  I told her it would be best if she stayed away from her father tonight and that we would talk later.  I told her father that she had come home early and wasn’t feeling well and that we should let her sleep.  He agreed and left her alone, thank god.

          I checked in on Cindy after supper and told her that she should stay home from school tomorrow.  I told her that she would have some pain and we really needed some quite time to talk.  She just shook her head and went back to sleep.

          Bob showed up the next morning looking for a good long fuck.  I told him what had happened yesterday and that today wasn’t a good idea.  He was disappointed but totally understood.  He told me to let him know if there was anything that he could do.  I had a really bad feeling that I would need to take him up on that offer very soon.  As Bob left I poured myself another cup of coffee and waited for Cindy to wake up.  We really needed to talk.

Chapter 3

          Cindy slept another hour or so.  I was thankful for that.  I needed some quite time myself, to get my thoughts together.  It may sound weird coming from a woman who loves to fuck black men behind her husbands back, but I have always been a good and responsible mother.  I was a friend when she needed a friend.  I was a nurse, teacher, protector, and whatever else she needed me to be.  I was also the enemy when necessary.  NO DRUGS, STEALING, CHEATING, FIGHTING, and NO SEX.  I did the PTA, girl scouts, soccer mom, and a hell of a lot more.  As a mother goes, June Clever can kiss my ass.  So how could I act like June Clever on a day like today?

          I fixed Cindy some breakfast and started talking to her while she ate.  I wanted to know if she was ok.  She was still shaken but she said she seemed alright.  I asked her to explain what she was doing in the basement yesterday.  I asked her how long had she been spying on me.  I asked her if she felt that she had been raped.    I couldn’t stop myself from asking questions.  She didn’t have a chance to answer any of them because of how fast I fired off the next question, that plus she had a mouth full of food.

          She turned the tables on me and told me that if I would sit down, calm down, and let her finish eating she would try to explain everything to me.  I had used the same line on her when I got caught by her a while back.  I drank my coffee and tried to calm down.  I waited for her to finish eating, my foot tapping the floor under the table the whole time.

          She started off by saying that she was having some pain.  She said that it was hard to walk and hurt to pee.  She said that her throat was sore and that the muscles in her legs and stomach ached.  She said it was exactly like I had told her that I had felt after my first time.  I tried to explain to her that it had to have been worse for her because she was a virgin.  Cindy lowered her head and told me that technically she wasn’t a virgin.  She said that she hadn’t had sex with any of her boyfriends but that she did masturbate and that she also had dildo.  She said that she got the dildo after she had caught me.  She had ordered it online and used my name and credit card.  She said that she had gotten so turned on by my story that she wanted to try some of those things but was too afraid to do it with someone else. 

          She said that she wanted to see what it was like to have sex and the best and safest way to do that was to watch me.  Cindy said that she had snuck home a few times and seen me have sex with three different men.  She said that it had gotten her so turned on that she had played with herself while watching the last guy fuck me.  She said that she was sorry that she spied on me but she couldn’t help herself.  She said that she didn’t realize that yesterday was the landscaper’s day to visit.  She said that she got a little carried away.  She said that she must have made too much noise.  She said that she was in the middle of an orgasm when the men found her.

          I told Cindy that I saw most of what happened to her but that I wasn’t able to stop it.  Cindy laughed and said that I had had my hands full.  And my mouth, and my ….  I stopped her at that point and told her not to be a smartass.  I told her that I was worried about her because I didn’t want this to happen to her and it wasn’t clear how she had felt about it.  I asked her if she felt that she had been raped.

          She said that she was afraid when it happened.  She said that there were too many hands touching her, pulling on her, and pushing her down on the mattress.  I was saying “NO” but nobody seemed to have heard me.  Between the grunts of the men, the moans coming from me and the selective hearing on the part of the men I don’t doubt that she wasn’t heard.  Cindy said she was already half naked anyway so it took little effort from those big black men to finish the job.

          Cindy said it happened so fast.  Before she knew it she had a cock in her mouth and felt something much bigger than her dildo being pushed into her pussy.  Cindy kept saying that it was just like I had described my experience.  It hurt a lot and felt like it was tearing me apart.  She said that even with the pain that it felt better than her dildo ever had.  She said that too many things were happening to me at the same time. 

          She said that the man that was fucking her face was doing his best to ram his cock down my throat.  Cindy said that the cock was both silky yet hard as steel.  She said that when he finally stopped trying to fuck her throat she kind of liked the way it felt going in and out of her mouth.  She said that her first orgasm was stronger than anything she had ever felt, and it didn’t want to stop.  She said that her dildo was 9” long and fat.  She said that both of the cocks that were invading her body were much bigger than that.  I told her that Marcus was the one she was sucking on and he was 11”, and Paul was the one fucking you was 12” and very fat.  She said it felt huge.

Chapter 4

          We continued talking.  Most mothers and daughters would talk about boys, dating, school, and other silly little things.  It was really weird having this conversation.  Cindy continued her tale by telling me she could feel it when Paul cam in her pussy, every last shot he fired.  She also said that she had been very surprised when Marcus shot off into her mouth.  He held her head so that she couldn’t pull away and push his cock deep enough that she had no choice but to swallow.  She said that she didn’t want to swallow but she couldn’t breathe, but the taste wasn’t that bad.

          As soon as one cock was removed from her body another replaced it.  I told her that there were six men and they were used to coming at least three or four times each.  I watched as each of the men took a turn fucking Cindy.  My mouth and pussy was never empty either, but I watched as four men with cocks greater than 10” cam in my daughter’s pussy.  I saw her cum over and over again.  I saw three of the men cum in her mouth.  I heard her moan, cum, and beg for more.  I wondered if that’s what I sounded like.

          When Cindy stopped talking the room grew very quite.  What do you say after hearing and living something like that?  I didn’t want to scare her so I kept my fear that she might have gotten pregnant.  I told her that we needed to get her on the pill.  I have no idea why I said or wanted to do that. I certainly didn’t want to send her the message that I wanted her having sex of any kind, with anybody.  I guess I was afraid that if she was anything like me that her pussy would be full of black cock more often than it would be empty.  It was at that moment that I not only felt like a whore, but I knew that I was a whore.  I just didn’t want my daughter turning into one herself.

          I told Cindy that I was afraid for her.  I told her that it was normal for her to be curious about sex, but what happened last night was just wrong.  I told her that those dogs were going to be after her and she was going to have to be strong when turning them down.  Not only is it wrong but those dumb asses could go to jail for shit like that.  I told her that it was hard enough living in this neighborhood but if they think there is free teenage pussy to be had, god help us.  But more important, your father would find out about everything.

          That seemed to get through to Cindy.  I know that she was looking forward to finding out more about sex, but she didn’t want to hurt anyone.  She didn’t much like the idea of all those older black men hitting on her.  It wouldn’t take much to get a rep and Cindy had plans for her future, big plans.  I told Cindy that we should talk a lot.  I told her that we would treat this like a 12 step program.  We would meet regularly for a girl’s night out and talk about whatever we need to talk about.  I told her that I would act like a sponsor and that she was to call me if she ever got into trouble or was tempted to do anything she shouldn’t.

          Just like any teenager, Cindy didn’t like the idea of all those rules and controls being put on her.  I also wasn’t stupid in expecting Cindy to never have sex now that Pandora’s Box has been opened.  I just wanted her sex life to be more normal, nothing like mine.

          Over the next few days I was able to get Cindy on the pill and had the doctor to check and she if she was pregnant.  I knew it was too early for that but I wanted to try anyway.  The doctor said it wasn’t a good idea giving someone as young as Cindy the morning after pill.  So we were stuck waiting.

          Life tried to return to normal while we waited.  Cindy was back in school and I was back in the basement fucking black cock.  You would think that this scare would be what I needed to stop screwing around.  Instead I couldn’t get enough black cock and cum.  My daily fuck sessions always ended long before I wanted them to.  I nearly fucked my husband to death each night.

          Three weeks later we got the news I was afraid of, Cindy was pregnant.  She flipped out.  I sat her done and went over her options with her.  Keeping the baby was an option, but had so many horrible problems attached to it that it was quickly dropped.  Putting the baby up for adoption was a choice that had just as many problems.  Either of these options meant that people would find out everything.  When people found out that she had had a black baby her rep and her life would change forever.  Abortion seemed the only way out.  But getting this done without anyone, including my husband, finding out would be tricky.  I needed Bob’s help.

          Bob live up to his word.  He was very helpful and made everything happen, no questions asked.  Cindy pretended to be sick for about a week but otherwise nobody knew anything.  My husband was worried.  He’s such a good man.  If he only knew what was really going on in his childhood home.

Chapter 5

          The very first day Cindy went back to school she got in trouble.  I was called to the school and told to speak with the principle.  I waited in his office until her arrived, but I could tell by the buzz around the office that something very bad had happened.

          The principle introduced himself and made small talk while we waited for Cindy to join us.  When everyone had arrived and was seated the principle informer me that Cindy had been caught having sex with the school janitor.  I was informed that the janitor was a black man in his mid 40’s.  They were found in a utility room.

          At first the teachers had thought that Cindy was a victim of a rape.  The janitor denied raping Cindy and soon Cindy had to tell the truth to keep the janitor from being arrested.  The principle told me that Cindy had flirted with the janitor until the janitor told her that he wished he was a young man again.  If he were young again he would show her how a man handles a young tease like her.  Apparently Cindy told him that he wasn’t that old and that she had been with men older that him.  He took her to the utility room. They were found naked, Cindy bent over a stack of boxes, with the janitor pounding away at her pussy.  She was overheard by a teacher begging him to fuck her harder and to cum in her pussy.

          I had no other alternative but to act shocked.  I was expecting something to happen at some time, but not this.  I just looked at her and said that we would talk later.  The principle said that he had fired the janitor and that Cindy would be suspended.  He told me that it would be up to me to press charges, or not.

          On the way home I yelled at Cindy.  I asked what she thought she was doing.  I asked her what happened to all of our agreements.  I asked her how she was going to explain this to her friends.  And what about your father finding out.  She was quite for most of the trip home.  The only defense she offered was that she couldn’t help it.  She said that she was horny.  She said that she is always horny.  She said that all she seemed to be able to think about was getting fucked and big black cocks.

          I asked her if she had done anything else that I should know about.  She said that she hadn’t been able to control herself.  She said that I didn’t need to worry about the principle telling my husband anything because she had given him a blowjob right after she got caught.  Cindy said that she knew some of the sons of the men that had gangbanged her.  She said that she has seduced all three of them.  Cindy said that she was sorry but that she couldn’t control her impulses, that she didn’t think she would be able to stop herself. 

          I had to admit that I did understand what she was saying.  I had thought that if I let these black men have their way with me that I would soon grow tired of it.  I hadn’t.  The desire to be stuffed full of black cock was stronger than ever.  I told Cindy that I understood but didn’t know what to do about it.  She said that she would like to join me in my basement fun.  She said that she would feel safer exploring her sex life.  She said that my circle of men friends had been able to keep my secret and there would be no reason why her father had to find out anything.  Cindy then said that if she couldn’t join me in the basement on a regular basis maybe me Thursday gangbangs would give both of us enough cock to keep her urges under control.

          What would June Cleaver say to an offer like that?  “Can I join you on your next black man gangbang mommy”?  For the first time sense all of this started nine years ago I wanted to quit.  But if I do quit what would happen to Cindy?  I was damned if I do and damned if I don’t.

          So that explains how my life has turned into a three ring circus.  What other mother do you know that sets up gangbangs with black men for their daughter?  How many mothers find themselves flat on my back looking up at my daughter’s pussy get pounded?  I hate to admit that watch her pussy overflow with cum was a real turn on.  But the big question I now have is “What Do I Tell My Husband about our Daughter”?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

leastcreativename@yahoo.com

Baltimore,Maryland,USA

 

11/19/2005

 

 

 

What Was I Thinking ?

Part One

 

 

      I don’t know what had come over me or what the hell was going through my head.

Here I was, about to commit two carnal sins. First, you should never ever get involved with someone you work with. You know the old saying, ”Don’t get your meat where you make your bread”. Well, here I was, about to break that rule.

Secondly, this person is married, albeit unhappily married, but she's married just the same.

What the fuck am I thinking? This had disaster written all over it.

    Well, she’d been at a country dance club with her sister when we bumped into each other accidentally on purpose if you know what I mean.

Her sister was well aware of her life at home, so escaping her was no problem.

The drinks has gotten to both of us and the looks we had exchanged at work had proved to be exactly what I thought they were ……. lustful longing.

We decided to move this party elsewhere. Someplace a little more private.

   So he we are, I’m heading to the registration desk at a roadside motel as she sits in the car, anxiously and awkwardly waiting.

I get the keys from the clerk and jump back in the car, neither looking at the other. Both knowing, but neither saying anything to stop what was about to happen.

As we enter the room, both of us throw our coats on the armchair near the desk.

As she turns and appears about to say something, I take her into my arms and kiss her deeply, relaxing her inhibitions and removing any ideas of objection.

She kisses me just as passionately as our breathing gets heavier.

Any ideas of not doing this go out the door with that long lingering kiss.

    As I kiss her, we move our hands over each others body, exploring, causing our breathing to deepen even more.

I move my kisses from her lips to her neck as she tilts her head back, allowing me to explore her neck and shoulder, teasing, tasting, taking in her scent.

She turns her back to me and tilts head forward, urging me to kiss the back of neck.

She moans her approval as I reach around and gently cup her breasts, feeling the firmness.

As she pushes her ass against my cock, feeling it stiffening though my pants, I fumble with the buttons of her blouse, nervously but adeptly unbuttoning each one as I ease the blouse over her shoulders, down her arms as it falls to the floor.

We’re now moving in unison, our bodies in tune, a slow sensuous dance.

I then unhook her bra as it too slides over her arms and to the floor.

She turns to face me as my eyes take in her gorgeous breasts, my heart racing, anticipating.

She slowly eases my sweater and turtleneck shirt up over my head and that gets tossed into the ever increasing pile of clothes on the floor.

I take her into my arms and kiss her again, feeling the warmth of her breasts pressing against my chest, her nipples stiffening, showing her arousal.

As we kiss, I caress her back, moving my hands lower, finding the clasp on her skirt, unhooking, then unzipping it and letting it fall to the floor.

     As I’m unhooking her skirt, she lowers her hands and unfastens my belt, unbuttons and unzips my pants easing then over my rigid cock, as they also fall to the floor.

Kissing her, I gently back her towards the bed. As her legs touch the end of the bed, her knees bend, as she eases herself onto the edge on the bed and lays back, feet still on the floor.

Surrendering herself to me, I kneel before her, kissing her legs, inciting a gasp to escape her lips as she loses herself is the soft gently touch of my lips.

I kiss her legs, moving higher and higher as she parts her legs, inviting me to explore.

I kiss her through her panties as she arches her back and let’s out a groan of pleasure, arching her hips to meet my mouth.

As her hips are arched, I slide her panties past her hips, she adjusts to allow me to remove them fully.

She then moves up the bed, as I move up to join her as I lay next to her, kissing her lips madly, moving from her mouth to the neck, nibbling and biting gently, causing her to writhe with passion.

As I kiss her neck, I slowly trace light teasing circles around her nipples with my finger, causing her breathing to deepen.

Sensing what she wants, I move my lips to her breasts, making small circles around her rock hard nipples with my tongue, slowly teasing but not quite touching them, making her crazy.

Oh how I love to tease…….

After a few moments, but what seems to her like eternity, I take her nipple into my mouth, causing her to sharply inhale and squirm, rubbing her thigh against my rock hard cock.

As I continue to kiss and tease her nipples, she reaches down and takes my cock in her hand, not quite able to get her hand around the shaft, she lets a MMMM of surprise, satisfaction and concern.

I raise my head from her nipples and ask, ”You like?”

She whispers back, “ It’s too big, I don’t know if I can handle it”

I reply with a devilish smirk,” Good”.

       She then releases my cock as I kiss slowly down her stomach, working my way to where she urgently wants me to be.

All I brush my lips over her nearly shaved bare pussy, I wonder whether she keeps it this neat or whether she planned on this happening tonight and trimmed it for this occasion.

Either way, I’m going to take her to heaven and back more times than she’s ever imagined.

I gently brush my lips passed her neatly trimmed pussy as she gasps in anticipation, parting her legs wider, inviting me.

I move past it, as she grunts her frustration, I slowly kiss the inside of her left thigh, working my way back up teasing and getting closer and closer and closer as I brush my lips across her pussy again and down her right thigh, causing another grunt of frustration.

Driving her crazy as I kiss the inside of her right thigh, moving higher and higher and higher as she arches her back, inviting, begging me to taste her.

I brush my lips across her pussy again and move down the right side, sending her into total madness.

Sensing her yearning, I tease more, moving higher and higher and higher, kissing, teasing.

As I brush my lips across her pussy again as she grabs my head in both hands and forces me into her.

I resist slightly as she throws her head back, reaches her hands down and parts her lips, begging me to taste her, to tease her, to take her to the stars.

I tease again, this time more deeply, gently touching hers lips with my lips, then tongue, working my way up, making small circles around her clit with my tongue, never quit touching it, causing her to squirm and arch her hips, chasing my tongue, trying to meet it with her clit.

“You know you’re killing me” she whispers

I look up with a devilish grin and say,” Oh yeah”….”Good”.

I lower my head to continue as she throws her head back in frustration, expecting more teasing.

I tongue my way up and gently flick my tongue across her clit, sending a sharp spasm through her body causing a groan of pleasure as she purrs,” Oh my God, what are you doing to me, That feels soooooooo good, where did you learn to do that?”

 As I continue to tease and flick my tongue across her clit, her breathing becomes rapid and her body begins to quake.

I quicken my pace and flick more firmly as he arches her entire body.

I look up just as a look of total shock crosses her face, orgasm washes over her entire body. Oh how I love that look. It says,” Where the fuck did that come from”, “Oh my God, I’ve never felt anything like that before in my life”.

She quivers and shakes and explodes several times as I intermittently flick her clit and use my finger to massage just inside her pussy where it’s most sensitive, causing the massive orgasm to continue into smaller orgasms, trying to make this feeling of ecstasy last as long as possible.

I know she’s near an end when she inhales in sharp gasps each time to tease her clit.

As her orgasms subsides, she exhales deeply and collapses, totally spent, as limp as a strand of spaghetti.

    I slide up the bed and wrap my arms around her as we spoon,

I can hear her purring contentedly, her entire body is relaxed.

She whispers to me,” I hate you for doing this to me”, I hate my husband for not doing this to me”.

I whisper back,” I haven’t done anything yet…YET”

She rolls over, looks at me and says,” Is that right?”

I reply,” Oh yeah,…we’re just getting started”

 

END PART ONE

 

That was three weeks ago, and I can’t stop myself thinking about the magazine. And it gets me so horny every time. I’ve had boyfriends before, but they are so inexperienced. I really want to lose my virginity to an older guy, someone who knows what to do with me. I love the idea of talking dirty to an older guy, and getting them really horny, so horny that they had to have their way with me there and then.

It was lunchtime, and I was at school. Ever since I found the magazine, I have started dressing sluttier and sluttier. I wear my shortest black skirt with stockings, not tights, and my tightest white blouse which I tuck in to my skirt to show off my waist. I wear my sluttiest panties that show to everyone when I bend over and give the dirtiest looks to anyone who checks me out. Anyway, I had locked myself into the toilets. I was so horny and I needed to give myself some relief. Some guys in my last class had been checking me out all lesson and I had practically given it to them on a plate. My hand reached up into my skirt and moved my thong aside. My finger traced my lips, occasionally dipping into my slit. Then I suddenly thrusted two fingers into my pussy, causing me to moan loudly. Suddenly I heard girls coming into the toilets. I knew it wasn’t safe to be doing it here, so I thought of a plan. I tidied myself up and left the toilet. Back in the corridor, people were staring again, and I loved it. I loved every minute of it. I made my way towards the library and entered. At the back of the library was a small room for the school nurse. I knocked and entered.

‘Hello dear, may I help you?’ she said.

‘Yes, I’m really not feeling very well,’ I replied.

‘Oh dear, what’s wrong with you?’ she said, looking sympathetic.

‘Well I have a really bad headache, and my stomach is hurting.’ I lied.

‘Do you want me to send you home dear?’ she asked.

‘Yes please. I think I would be better if I just went to bed.’ I was trying to look ill.

‘Of course, of course, always helps doesn’t it. Right you can just leave, I will sign you out.’ she said, turning to her computer. ‘What’s your name dear?’

‘Angelica Lewis, miss.’

‘Rightio. Bye then.’

‘Thank you miss.’ I said before leaving in a hurry.

My plan had worked. I wasn’t ill at all. Now I had the whole afternoon to just lie in bed and fuck myself silly. I had found a vibrator in my mums bed side table, which I knew could come in handy this afternoon.

As I walked down my street, I saw that there were building vans outside our house. ‘oh shit,’ I thought. I had totally forgotten that we had builders in today to fit our pool in our garden. I opened the front door and walked into the lounge. There were two builders in there, talking measurements or something. They noticed me standing there and stopped talking.

‘May we help you?’ one said. He was about 5ft 11”, and looked about 30ish.

‘No, this is my house!’ I said, annoyed that my plan had failed. I was still really horny too.

‘Oh so you must be Angelica. Your mum told us that you would be home at about 3.30, its not even 1.00! Aren’t you supposed to be at school?’ the other builder asked. He was slightly taller, very muscular, and looked younger too, probably about 23.

‘I’m not feeling very well so I got sent home. I’m going to bed. Is anyone working upstairs?’ I asked them.

‘Nope, just downstairs. We will make sure no-one disturbs you.’

‘Thanks,’ I said. I went upstairs.

I chucked my stuff in my room, now really annoyed that my plan hadn’t worked. I went across the hall to the bathroom. The door was closed but not locked so I assumed no-one was in there. I assumed wrong. I opened the door. There was a builder in there, jacking off! Shocked, I closed the door.

‘I am so sorry,’ I called through the door.

‘Its ok, don’t worry. I just needed some relief!’ he called back. It sounded like he was trying not to moan.

‘I know the feeling,‘ I giggled. ‘I should have knocked or something, I’ll wait until you’ve finished,’ I said, embarrassed.

‘Do you need anything?’ he asked.

‘I just came for some hand cream from the cabinet,’ I said, lying. I had actually come to do what he was doing right now!

‘Well you can come in now, I’ve finished,’ he replied.

I cautiously opened the door. The builder was washing his hands. He was about 5ft 10”, and you could see his muscles through his thin t-shirt. He didn’t look older than 21.

‘I’m Jake,’ he said.

‘Angel,’ I replied.

‘Oh so you’re the pretty girl on the refrigerator then,’ he grinned.

‘Oh no, you saw that huh!’ I said, flushing pink. My mum kept a picture of me on the front of the fridge, a really embarrassing one too!

‘Its cute,’ he smiled at me. He had a cute smile. When he did, his eyes sparkled. They made her feel all mushy inside.

‘Thanks,’ I grinned at him. I reached to get the hand cream, and was rubbing some into my hands when he said ’But your more beautiful in the flesh.’

I looked up at him. He stepped forward. He gripped my hips and held me to him, his lips grazed mine. When I showed no sign of stopping, he kissed me properly. His tongue probed my mouth as his hands groped my ass. I broke off the kiss, and locked the door. ‘We don’t want any visitors,‘ I said, giggling. I turned back around and pulled his top off him. I explored his body, felt his muscles rippling beneath his skin. As my hands travelled lower, I realised he had a raging hard on. I undid his belt and pulled his trousers to his feet. His boxers were supporting a full sized tent! I pulled them down too, and his cock sprang to attention. I lowered myself to my knees and wrapped my hands around his tool. It must have been about 9 1/2 inches long, and quite wide too. I could barely get my petite hands around it. I traced my finger over the head, scooping up some pre-cum that had started to come out of the tip. I brought my finger up to my mouth and gingerly sucked on it. It tasted quite salty, but bearable. I bent my head over the head, and sucked. My tongue flicked over the tip, and tickled underneath it. ‘Wait,’ he said. I looked up at him, my eyes trying to look innocent. ‘puppy-dog eyes’, my mum calls them. I took the head out of my mouth, and stood up.

‘What is it?’ I asked, grinning as I hugged myself close to him and started placing light kisses on his neck and shoulders.

‘Nothing, I just don’t think its fair how I have to be naked and your not!’ he replied laughing.

‘Well, I’m sure could do something about that…’ I said seductively.

I sat on the toilet seat and took of my shoes. Then I slowly took off the stockings, showing one inch of smooth, slender flesh at a time. I stood up, and started un-doing buttons on my blouse. I peeled that off my shoulders and undid the button and zip off my skirt. That fell to the floor. Jake looked amazed.

‘Wow,’ he whispered. ‘You really are beautiful!’

I giggled. I was now standing there in my underwear, a matching bra and thong made of black lace. My hands snaked behind my back and unclipped my bra. That fell away too.

‘Sorry, I can’t wait anymore!,’ Jake suddenly said hoarsely, after my bra had fallen to the floor.

He stepped forward and grabbed me and pushed me into a rough passionate kiss. His hands rose and started massaging my tits. His hands flicked my nipples, making me squeal through the kiss. My thong was drenched with my juices, some were even running down my legs. And yet, I was still loving every minute of it!

I started to grind myself against his cock, loving the way it felt running through my slit. He knelt down at my feet and removed my thong, then flicked his tongue over my clit before plunging it into my pussy. I had to grab hold of the wash basin to keep my balance, my legs had suddenly turned to jelly! It was the most fabulous thing I have ever felt in my life. ‘Oh my god!’ I growled. ‘Harder, harder, harder…’ He did, his tongue reaching further into my pussy, going faster and faster. With his thumb, he started to gently rub my little clit, that pushed me over the edge. I collapsed into an amazing, intense orgasm that seemed never ending. Jake reappeared from between my legs, grinning like a Cheshire cat! He was licking my cum off his lips and chin. I leaned forward and kissed him, tasting my cum in his mouth. I moaned. Suddenly he stopped again...

should i continue??? its up to you guys! email me at XxhopetheangelxX@aol.com, or leave a comment. thanks xxx

Now I have two weaknesses, having someone fondle my nipples which are extremely sensitive and was one of the ways my wife used for years to tell me she was horny. The other is being massaged from behind.  So getting frisky with myself I began to strip and soon I was naked and jacking myself off, thinking of what it would be like to have my wife there sucking me while I watched another woman eat her pussy.  I got so hot that I shot my load off very quickly and with such speed as it zipped from me and onto the grassy area in front of me.

Then after I finished I dressed and began to walk back out to find the trail.  I had just linked up with it when I heard a rustling sound from behind.  I mistook the sound for that made by a grazing dear and paid little mind to it, until I heard it a second time but with a heavier gait.

I turned and stared and saw nothing and when I looked the sound stopped the moment I walked I would hear it begin again.  Each time I turned it quit and when I restarted so did it.  It continued almost a mile and a half more before I came to a small creek that was only about three feet deep in the middle.  I had been on this trail before knew I had to cross the water to finish my hike, so I sat down on a stone and slid off my socks and shoes and then crossed over the water to the other side.  As I rested on a rock on the far side allowing my feet to dry, I heard the sound again this time from behind me but on this side of the water.  I left my shoes and went to investigate, as I walked up the incline I found a thickening grove of trees and then suddenly three men jaunted out from the shadows of them.  I gasped as one of them snapped out, “Damn you got a fine looking ass.  Tell us now while you were jerking off did you do it because we were watching you?”  The man was taller by a half a foot than I and he had dark black hair with only a hint of gray on the sides.  His friend was quick to move down below me and being that he was just as tall as the first and more muscular they had me well outnumbered.  He had an older face than the others and wrinkled skin sagged under his neck.  He was not ugly by any means just much older.  The third man was my height but much more muscular and handsome than the others and he was not white like us but a mixture of black and Asian.  He spoke soft but I knew what those words meant as soon as I heard them, “We liked what we saw back there, so what do you say to showing us your ass again?”

I moved back slightly as the second man moved to rap his hands around my upper arms.  Holding me firmly the other two eased up and started to tell me what I knew was happening, “We really love what you could give us.  Now don’t make us take it.”  The first man demanded.  The Asian man walked over and grabbing my shorts yanked them open and ripped the zipper apart as he said, “Do you want it rough?”

With that the first man tore away my shirt and passed the shreds to the man behind me who used them to bind my wrist as they began to strip and destroy my clothes.  I saw my car keys fly off into the bushes and then my wallet when my pants were ripped in half by the first man and when my briefs were shredded into small pieces I was bent forward over by the man behind me.  He spat on my ass then used it as he rubbed his cock head in it and then rammed with all his might his eight inch surprise up my ass.  I panted and gasped and moaned loudly in pain as the Asian had managed to drop his own shorts and expose his seven inch fat cock to my open mouth.  He held my head tightly as the first man began to grope my chest and fondle my nipples for the other two as the Asian fucked my mouth with a force.  I had never sucked a cock and wasn’t really doing it then, it was more of tool than anything for him.  The man behind me round me like a bronco at a rodeo and as his cock dug deeper in me after about ten minutes I actually began to enjoy it somewhat.  I hadn’t gotten the hang up being fucked for more than two seconds when the man behind me groaned and exploded inside me with a hot burst of cum.  The first man had seen that I was calming down by the way he handled my nipples and as he continued to do it the Asian began to build for his explosion in my mouth.  I tasted a sample of his salty extract as he groaned out, “Oh fuck yeah!”   Then with a mighty hot wave my mouth was flooded and I almost choked on it until I managed to swallow a massive amount.  They released me for a few seconds and as I struggled to upright myself the Asian man moved to suck my nipple at the instruction of the first man who told him, “I bet this bitch loves his nipples suckled like a woman, Chin, do it for me while I get my pants down.”

“Larry, you want a piece of that ass or you going for his mouth,” came the voice of the man behind me as Chin began to drive me crazy sucking on my nipple. 

“Perry help him on his back and open while I fuck his ass,” Larry said as he stripped to reveal six perfect inches of a wonderfully beautiful looking cock. 

By the time Perry had me on my back Chin had me so hot that as he touched my cock, I began to twitch and to my surprise as he sucked on my five fat little inches until he had drained me of a massive load much more than the first one of the day.  Perry saw him move to suck me and began to tease and taunt my nipples and when I turned to look him in the eye I found his nasty cock at my lips.  I opened my mouth and accepted it and began to suck him as he sat there semi hard but not ready and I sucked it form as Larry entered m ass.  He forced my legs up after Chin was satisfied and with his first thrust I was hooked by his cock.  It felt wonderful not painful at all.  He bounced it in me with a vengeance then he thrust hard and deep time and again until I had him ready to pop and Perry as well.  The next thing I knew was that Larry was blasting his hot wave up inside me and Perry was flushing my mouth with his all while I enjoyed this event.

They let me off the ground after that and helped me up, but didn’t untie my wrist.  Instead they use some more rags from my clothes to blindfold me and then led me back to the water where we bathed and they played with me like a toy. They told me I was to be there slave and that if I were good they would release me come midnight to go home, but that I would have too promise to let them take me anytime they wanted me or my wife.  That thought got me so hard that I was begging them to come to my house the next night and help rape her as they had just done to me.  I gave them my address and phone number and told them the easiest way to get in the house.  Then after a little while I was taken out of the water and led all the way back to the glen.  There I was placed over a tree trunk and while tied and blindfolded I was fucked by them in the ass and mouth until I all had me twice that day.  Perry used his belt to spank my bare ass while I sucked Chin a second time just before they released me.  When my blindfold and bonds were removed they handed me my keys and wallet and an old towel and told me, “Now go home and wait for us.  We will come for you soon.”

The next night couldn’t come quick enough for me.  My wife knew I was excited but thought it was for her when she came home the next morning and I pounced on her and fucked her in the middle of living room floor with the door wide open so anyone could pass  by and se it.  Then about five Perry called and told me to get her upstairs in the bathroom and take a bath with her.  After we finished I was to dress her in a sexy night gown and bring her down stairs to them.

I did just as they had told me too and when we finished bathing and I picked out her silky see through black nighty, she thought I wanted to take right there.  It took control as her firm 5’7” body has no marks on it at all and her amble 36D breast sing to be sucked.  But her ass is incredible as it is smooth and soft and oh so firm and hot.  When I led her to the den downstairs they took control and I watched them rape her and triple fuck her at one time.  I was allowed to suck her plump tits while she sucked Chi and Perry and Larry had her ass and pussy.  To my surprise she was enjoying it and even getting hotter as it happened.  Then when they had taken her, I was led to her and I fucked her harder than ever before as they played with both of us.  Chin sucked my nipples while Larry sucked hers and Perry fingered our assholes at the same time.  Larry asked her of they could fuck me and she came from the question, she groaned loudly as I began to build to a climax and yelled out, “Oh hell yeah, fuck my bitch husband.”

With my climax, I was pulled from her as Perry tied her wrist to the sofa and then shoved a broom handle in her pussy to keep her company.  Chin took my mouth and moved it to his cock and as I sucked it with great pleasure, Larry began to fuck my ass as she watched.  Perry would play with the broom in her to get her so hot she begged to be fucked again.  He waited until she was so hot that she would care and he butt fucked her ass while he used his hand in her pussy to please it.  She came three times before any of them came once.  When it ended, she made them tie her up to the tree in the back yard and blindfold her and leave her there so the lesbian woman next door could see her. 

Since then many wonderful sexual encounters have happened.  I will let you know what all next time.

Ryan was cumming, deep inside Vanessa.

"Give it to me!" Vanessa shouted.

Ryan slid out and started mouting Vanessa's cunt. He switched between tonguing her clit and drinking her vaginal fluids.

Vanessa's body shook in a huge orgasm.

Ryan was moving to her ass, still working his tongue. He was slowly adding fingers deep in her ass and she couldn't take it.

"Ryan, get your cock in my ass."

Ryan gladly obeyed. It hurt at first for vaness, but the pleasure was taking care of that. He squelched in and out of her tight ass. She pushed him out, onto the floor, and started sucking his huge cock like he had never seen. She cleaned out and in that cock like you never seen.

Vanessa looked at the clock.

"Oh shit" she muttered.

"What is it hun?"

"I'm late for my ob-gyn app."

"You knew we would..?"

"This aint my first time. I lied." She winked at Ryan and dressed.

"hi son,  this is your mummy online me and shiela are so horny can we wank with you son?"

"mmmmm mum yes please id love to hear you play with yourself while i cum" i reply

"Hi Lee its sheila do u like to wank with me and your mum,  would you like to do it while we watch?"

"yes please shiela id love to but you live so far away and i cant drive there,  and i dont think id last that long sorry"

"well son you gonna have to sit back and slow down for a while if thats ok"

"yeah sure but i really wanna cum will u let me do it over u on phone?"

"better yet son you can do it over us in person we stood watching on mobile from garden open the door naked son"

my heart starts to beat faster and i have to stop otherwise i would of cum there and then and i go to the door to open it and sheila walks in grabs my hard on and leads me to the front room

Watching the ways the royal blue could pass by the moon like a huge dark anger shadow,

 The stars sparkle like small diamonds,

The ways the cool breeze blowing against my body,

I was so captivated by the clear blue night,

Watching the full moon I felt like a werewolf,

Sexuality spells release from in me,

I kept watching the dark beauty of the night as if it had put a spell over me,

I felt the night had take over my soul,

My mind is willful with hunger lust,

Watching the night as if I had made love underneath stars,

By letting an opening breeze blowing threw my soul, and silvery moonlight shine

Feeling the cool night breeze, blowing threw my body, 

like man touching me so sexuality,

Oh, how did I had this hunger for lust,

The night had charm me, and touching me so sexually,

Enjoy hearing the singing of a night gale,

I been calling me by the night, embracing me,

Come with me, my love, and feel the night with me in the air,

Feel it charming me,

Fee it grave me,

And Feel us has been “Embrace by the night.”   

 

  I had a hard time believing what these parents were telling me.  Were they saying it was ok to fuck their daughter, as long as I brought her home safely?  It sure seemed like it.
 Diapers got her handle from me.  It came from a near accident, which resulted in another accident. 
 We had been riding around town one evening in my classic ‘66 Dodge Charger.  We were chatting on the CB with her parents and some of my friends.  We scared the hell out of all of them when, over the air, they heard my tires squeal, Diapers scream, and me yell, “OH SHIT!” 
 Diapers parents, and a number of my CB friends, immediately wanted to know what had happened and were we were all right. 
 It took a long time for the laughter to fade when I told them what had happened.

  I had swerved hard to miss a skunk, but got him anyway.  Luckily, it was a clean kill, and he didn’t spray my car.  Thank God for 14” wide rear tires, and a skunk whose business end was aimed toward the roadside, and away from my car. 
 Diapers, however, continued to look upset after I thought it was all over and all was well.  She didn’t want to tell me why.  She just insisted I take her home right away. 
 When we got to her home, she quickly got out of the car, and ran inside.  I then realized why she needed to get home.  It was a good thing my seats were vinyl.  Her seat was soaking wet.  The near accident with the skunk had caused Diapers to have an accident of her own.  She had pissed her pants, and nearly flooded my car’s seat. 
 As if she wasn’t embarrassed enough, I added insult to injury.  While she cleaned up and changed her clothes, I drove to the nearest store and bought a pack of disposable diapers.  

  When she came out of the house, I gave her the pack of diapers.  The pack had been opened and one diaper was missing.  She thought her son had needed changing.

  When I opened the car door for her, she saw why the package had been opened.  I had spread one of the diapers on her seat.  “...to catch any further accidents.”  I told her. 
 Hence, her handle, Diapers.  Even her father started calling her Diapers.  After he quit laughing, that is.  Her mother did her best to hold in her laugh.  She failed.

  Poor Diapers. 

  Diapers and I spent many evenings together.  We attended sporting events, watched movies, ate out often, and frequently ended up in bed. 
 She was a wonderfully energetic lover.  Every time we made love, she acted like it was something new and special to her. 
 Diapers loved having her sizable tits fondled, pinched, and sucked.  Fingering her pussy would frequently bring her to orgasm. 

  She had just one little quirk.  She always wanted my dick’s entry into her pussy to be hard, fast, and deep.  Each time, before I entered her, she raised and spread her knees.  She would then say, “Ram it to me, honey.” 
 I would position my dick at her pussy’s entrance, and, with one hard thrust, bury my cock deep in her hole.  Diapers would give a sharp gasp as I slammed into her.  Her pussy was always tight.  After the ramming entry, I’d hold my dick deep in her so I could feel her pussy’s muscles as they milked me. 
 As I started stroking in and out of Diapers, she would wrap her legs around my waist and put her arms around my neck.  She’d grunt and groan with every stroke.  When I dumped my load deep in her pussy, she would usually cum too.  She said feeling my warm cum flooding into her hole got her off.             
 I think, of all the dates we went on, the most fun we had was on a two night trip to attend a large CB Break held at the Tucson, Az. County fairgrounds.  Diapers’ parents watched her baby while we went to what became one big party. 
 We had waited too long before deciding to go, so we could not get a motel room in the fairgrounds area.  Luckily, the weather was warm, and the rear seats in my car folded nearly flat.  So, with some towels covering the windows, and several blankets for a cushion, we had an instant room. 

  From dusk to nearly dawn both nights we were in Tucson, my car’s suspension was kept in action.  I think we were trying to wear each other out.  Neither of us succeeded, but it sure was fun trying.

  Diapers claimed to be sore for a week.  Though I never admitted it, I was sore as well.  

  After a while, we just drifted apart.  Too bad.
      

8:30. A small, one slave-drawn cart is brought to me. The slave who is pulling it has dark hair and full lips. I walk over to her and attach some nipple clamps, then tighten them slightly. I take a custom-made butt plug from a drawer inside the cart, it has a long, black tail on the end. I lube it up and, without any warning, push it into her puckered ass-hole. From the side of the cart, I grab a whip, and step inside. "Gid-yup!", I call, and flick her with the whip.

8:45. I arrive in the dining room. It has a full view of the kitchen, so I'll be able to see the slave who is making me breakfast at work. I take a small vibrator and turn it on, then I insert it into my pony. I handcuff her hands together, and hang them on a hook above her. The slave will have to keep the vibrator in for the duration of my meal, if she doesn't, she will be punished.

8:50. I sit down at the dining room table, where my cook for today is standing by. She, unlike the others, is not fully naked. Instead, she has a barely-there apron. "Master?", she says,"What shall I serve for you today?"

"Well...how about pancakes.", I respond, then flick her on the ass with my whip.

Next to my setting is a control panel, I order a slave to be brought in, to orally serve me, specifying big breasts and a shaven pussy. I also order that she bring two things, a vibrator (extra-large), and some nipple clamps. I've decided to have a little fun with her.

9:00. My pancakes are brought to me, then the slave I ordered. She is lead in by the chain, carrying my tools. "Good morning, slut.", I say evenly,"Are you ready for some fun? You really are quite pretty."

At this, she kneels, I take her chin in my hand, and look into her eyes. I take the enormous vibrator, and turn it on to full power, inseting it into her tight pussy. I take the nipple clamps and, after making sure her nipples are hard, attach them. I make sure they're extra tight. The slave crawls under the table and begins to suck my throbbing hard-on, while I eat my pancakes.

10:00. When done with my pancakes, I pull the chain connecting the nipple clamps, and my sluts crawls out, her mouth dripping with cum, and a few gentle tears falling from her eyes. I remove my tools, and reattach her to the the ceiling network. "Good girl."

I walk over to my pony. Unfortunately for her, the vibrator has slipped out. "Next time I'll make sure to use one that straps on, but as for now, you will have to be punished. Do you understand?"

She nods. I unhook her hands, then release her from her halter. I take her leash and walk back into the dining room, where I sit down. She crawls behind me, as a proper slave should, then kneels before me. I take her up onto my knee, and begin spanking her. Thump, thump, thump, it's slow and steady, but this is just a warmup. I motion for her to get down, and she goes into a crawling position. I take out my whip. Whap, whap, whap, whap, whap. I stop, then lead her back to the cart. It's exercise time. 

10:30. I have steered her to the cages, where my slaves are kept. They are kept one to three to a cell, depending on behavior. I instruct the pony to park the cart in its spot, right outside the cages. I unhalter her, then lead her to right in front of a door. One by one, I lead the others behind her, until they form one straight line. There is no network outside, so I chain them together, nipple clips to handcuffs. I lead them all outside.

11:00. Once outside, I chain each one individually to a hook in the ground. I take the first one, and lead her to a cart, I attach her to the harness, apply the pony butt-plugh, then step inside. I whip her back, and she starts. She must go around a quarter-mile track once, quickly. Whenever she starts to falter, I will take the whip to her. When she finishes, I unharness her, and lead her to a treadmill, where I tie her up. I set the timer to one hour, and repeat the pattern. When all the girls are done with their exercise, I chain them all back together and head back inside.

12:00. I take a cart to lunch, where I am served a roast beef sandwich. I take the pony back to her cage. I step inside a different cage, the girls have all had time to shower and groom themselves, so they are no longer smelly. I have picked a cage with three girls, so I am sure to have a good time. I enter a password into a small computer screen on the wall, and, after securing the sluts, open the door again. I hook up two of the girls to a cart, and take the other one in with me. "It's your lucky day,"I say,"you get a special treat today!".

12:45. When I reach the bedroom of my choice, one with a large bed adorned with red velvet, I unharness the two ponies, and lead the other out. The ponies were allowed to trot standing up, but now I was to lead them when they crawled. I lead them inside, locked the door, and took off their leashes. I took the butt plugs out from the ponies, and the nipple clamps off all of them. I picked out one of the girls who had been serving as a pony, and motioned for her to follow me to the bed. "Lay spread eagle. Good. Now, you, slut.", I motioned to the slave who had sat in the cart with me,"What do you want to do?"

She seemed taken back, and replied,"Well, Master, I would like the brunette to eat my pussy, while the other one is licking my ass."

"Good choices. Come one you filthy sluts. Act like the whores you are and do what she said, sluts."

They went into position, and started licking her. I took out a video recorder from a cabinet, and began shooting them. I put it on a tripod, and pointed it at them, then began to whip the brunettes ass, making her lick even more feverishly. After a while of watching, I said to them,"Alright, slut. You've had your share of licking. Now let a man take you, whore."

She mearly nodded in return. The other girls moved to the sides, as I walked closer to her, then lay on top of her. I thrusted into her tight pussy. "Are you a slut?", I asked her.

"Yes....yes...I'm a slut!"

"Are you my filthy whore, who isn't worth the air she breathes?"

"Yes...yes..."

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, I'm your filthy whore....", she gasped," Who isn't worth the air she breathes, Master.."

I stopped, then ferociously beat her breasts, then her pussy, then her thighs, then her ass. I threw the other girls onto the bed, the began on them. After a while, I stopped, and just listened to them sob. "You, cunt. Suck me dry. And you... you lick my ass. And you. You, slut, you take a vibrator out of that cabinet, and hand it to me."

The slaves obeyed me, and the last handed me the vibrator. It was of average size, and I bayed her to lie down next to me. When she obeyed, I took the vibrator and turned it on, inserting it into her pussy. I used this to fuck her, while twisting her nipples. After a while, I fell into an exhausted sleep. I slept for a while, then awoke, much later.

4:00. I took the cart back, but this time with a different girl sitting with me. I put them back into their cage, then went to a fridge. Inside were many water bottles of cum, I took three, then went to a different cage. I found found three different sluts, then gave them the cum, which the eagerly drank up.

4:30. I watched television for a while, some slut sitting with me, getting the honor to watch with me.

6:00. Dinner. I take a cart to dinner, where I choose to have salmon and salad. I choose to have dinner and a show, and have two girls pole dance for me, then lick each others cunts.

7:00. One more girl, I fuck her slowly, savoring the moment. She cums multiple times, and after, when she's all sweaty, she blows me and licks me all over.

9:00. I read for a while, then watch late-night football. Whenever the other team does something good, I spank the slut that is with me.

10:00. Sleep, I must re-enegize for tomorrow.

We joined a contacts website, ostensibly to find a like minded couple to play with to put a spark back in our own sex life. But whilst I didn't tell Sal, it was always my intention to see what kind of guy got her juices flowing and see where that led. We spent hours leafing through the ads and I noticed that Sal kept returning to one in particular - posted by Wade, a black lad of just 20. His ad was tantalisingly entitled " Try black , you won't ever go back !" I despised him immediately for his arrogance but could see that Sal was captivated by his physique - he had magnificent broad shoulders, huge defined arms and a deep rugged chest. However, it was something else altogether that had captured Sal's attention. His penis was enormous and despite the fact it wasn't even hard, it hung impressively midway down his thigh like a giant black snake.

" Jesus Christ - it's like a fucking horse's cock" Sal enthused "His momma must have used gro-bags instead of nappies - he's got a fucking monster". Now as Sal seldom swears unless we're having sex, I could tell she was turned on at just the sight of this amazing waepon. "How come " she continued " he is half your age and yet his cock is probably double your size - that just doesn't seem right does it?" The impish grin which accompanied this diatribe suggested that she was thinking what it would be like to get to grips with him and play with that incredible tool.

That night as i fucked Sal with her favourite dildo (a gnarled veiny 12" rubber prick) I made sure she was well lubed and squirming with pleasure before whispering in her ear " Imagine it's Wade's dick and it's fucking you " as I rammed it hard and fast burying the entire 12 inches inside her cunt.

Her reaction was incredible; she was gripping the dildo with the   stretched lips of her twat and thrashing around on the bed screaming "Oh Christ, oh Fuck oh FUCKING HELL WADE THAT'S FUCKING INCREDIBLE!!!! There 's no doubt I'd lost her at that moment to her fantasies involving this young stallion and that she was genuinely believing she was being shagged by this young black stud.

At this, I rammed her harder still making her whole body arch off the bed as she strained to accommodate every last millimetre of the dildo crying out in a powerful mixture of pleasurable agony "Aaarrrrrrgh WADE THAT'S IT YOU SEXY BLACK BASTARD YOU FUCK MY FUCKING BRAINS OUT.........." At that I could feel her tense as she heaved in great spasms coming in almighty bursts whilst screaming out her lover's name - all thoughts of me far from her mind.

Afterwards, i think we were both somewhat shocked at what had happened. Sal was thoroughly spent and feeling a little guilty at this wanton display of carnal lust - so much more so than she would show if I had actually been shagging her; however, there was no disguising the thrill for us both at the thought of this amazing handsome young stud shagging her senseless.

Sal became upset and in my foolishness, I thought it was because she felt she may have damaged our relationship irrevocably with her antics and her declaration of open love of his body and penis. I couldn't have been more wrong.The sexy bitch was only upset at the fact that she considered herself too old and unattractive to ever fuck a stud like Wade. "He is incredible, so wonderful and fucking sexy - why would he want me when he could shag any girl he could choose." she lamented. So, partly out of curiousty, but mostly because the thought of her and him in the flesh was such a turn on, I set out to prove her wrong.....................

To be continued

It was about 2 weeks later she called me and said her sister wanted her to invite me to her wedding dinner she was having.  She forgot to mention that her sister was getting married in about a month.  They came over and picked me up in her sisters car.  To my suprise the dinner was actually just a gathering in a bar that they rented for the evening.  The best part was that the drinks were already paid for.  So open bar meant I didn't have to worry about showing my ID.  Even though they are twins you can tell them apart just by the way they act Deb was more opened and loud and Sue was shy and didn't talked softly.  We Drank lots of shots and beer.  Was approaching midnight when they said we better go.  Sue was with her fiance but kept looking my way.  I didn't give it much thought figured she was trying to figure me out or something.  We got to the car after we left the car, I got in the backseat when I heard Sue tell Deb she better drive.  So it was Deb driving with me and her sister in the back.  When Sue leaned over and told me how she offered to give a blowjob to a co worker today but he thought she was kidding.  She then placed her hand on the bulge in my pants.  She was wearing pantyhoses so all I could do was rub her pusy through them.  We got to my apartment and Deb said they had to go back to get her purse then go home. The car door was broken so Deb had to get out and yank hard on the outside handle.  When she got out Sue hurried and kissed me on the lips.  I got out and kissed Deb and told them to drive safe and watched the taillights turn the corner.  I just figured that Sue just had way to much to drink and was wearing beer goggles and must of thought I was her fiance or something.  Never the less it gave me a hot fantasy that I used when I was laying in bed that night masturbating. I shot my cum all over my belly and chest.  I figured that this was the only way Id ever get Sue.  I Fell asleep soon after...

The very next day,   It was about 11 a.m. there was a knock at my door to my suprise it was Sue, I invited her in she said that she left work early in order to see me.  She wanted me to know that she was serious about last night and our conversation.  And wanted to know if I was interested.  I said I was and we agreed not to tell Deb or Gregg.  She said Gregg didn't exspect her to be home for 2 more hours.  She walked me back to my bedroom and I sat on the edge of the bed she pulled off my shirt and told me to do the same with my pants.  This was going to be it.  I was total naked in front of a beautiful woman while she was giving me a strip tease show.  She slowly took off all of her clothes and I knew if she touched my cock I would cum now.  I calmed myself down.  Sue walked over kissed me hard and pushed me back on the bed.  She got on top of me and positioned herself so my 7 inch dick was at the entrance to her pussy.  She lowered down on me and I pushed my dick up into her at the same time.  My cock slid in and out of her hot hole and all of a sudden she started to shake and arched her back and let out a squeal/moan that was more than I could handle I shot my hot cum into ther hot tunnel.  I Did it!!  I thought we were done when all of a sudden she got up and sucked my dick and postioned her pussy in my face in the 69 position.  I started licking her pussy and my cum out of her.  I stuck my fingers in her and pulled out.  My fingers were covered with gooey cum, I held them towards her mouth and she sucked and licked my fingers clean.  She continued to suck me until I shot another load down her throat.  We got cleaned up and then she left.  That wasn't the last time we fucked because it continued for 2 more weeks.  I assumed she was married because I haven't seen or herd from either of them for 2 years now.

the end  

As soon as he pulled in Michael went to check the engine.

“Looks like we need a mechanic but they’ll all be closed now”

“We’ll just have t stay here for the night then” Lily said. “I’ll go see about booking two rooms”

   She walked over to the reception her tight mini skirt ridding up her legs. Coming back 5 minutes later she said,

“There was only one room available so I booked it and figured we’d sort something out”

“Its ok, I’ll sleep on the floor” Michael said, removing their suitcases and locking his car and following her to their room.

“We got a couple of hours to kill before bed” Lily Said once they were inside, “Want to watch some crappy TV movies?”

“Why not” Michael replied, getting a bottle of vodka and cans of beer out of his suitcase.

    As they sat next to each other on the double bed drinking and watching some crappy will they/won’t they film they gradually moved closer to each other on the bed. At the end of the film when the two characters finally realised they were meant to be together and kissed Michael reached over and brushed the lock of hair out of Lily’s eyes before leaning in and gently kissing her on the mouth.

   As his tongue moved over her lips, she opened her mouth a fraction, seeing this as a positive signal he moved his tongue forward into her mouth. Lily moved her hands up to around his neck and opened her mouth wider to deepen the kiss.

   Michael moved his hand down her back, when he reached the bottom of her t-shirt he slid his hand underneath before moving his hand back up to undo the clasp of her bra, Lily smiled against his mouth, moving her hands to take off his t-shirt. They moved apart and both removed their own tops, Lily sliding the straps of her bra down her arms, removing it completely.

   Michael looked appreciatively at her 32D breasts before moving back to kissing her mouth. His hands moved over her breasts before his fingers traced round her nipples making them into hard points. He slowly kissed his way from her mouth down over her neck to her breasts taking one nipple in his mouth, flicking lightly with his tongue and biting with his teeth cause Lily to moan loudly.

    Lily moved and pushed Michael onto his back. She kissed all over his chest as her hands unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them and his boxers down around his ankles. From the TV came the sound of moaning as a porn film had started to play. Lily kissed down and took Michaels hard cock in her mouth flicking the head with her tongue. She took his cock as far into her throat as was possible. Michael moaned and thrust his cock into her mouth faster until he came. Lily swallowed all his cum. With out a word Michael pushed Lily back over and removed her mini skirt. He licked over her pussy through her thong before removing it and running his tongue over he clit causing her to gasp and move herself down towards his face. Smiling Michael spread her legs wider and stuck his tongue into her pussy. He moved his tongue in a circle inside her before moving his tongue over her clit until she came hard moaning so loudly that he was sure people in neighbouring rooms must hear her.

“Wow” Lily breathed heavily, “That was amazing!”

“Yeh” Michael agreed, kissing up her body to her mouth. “You want to do more?”

   Lily opened her eyes wide; no guy had ever been this forward with her before. She wanted sex really badly. It had been 3 months since she had had sex.

“Yeh, I want you” Lily said, pushing her hips up as his hand moved over her mound slipping a finger inside her.

Michael moved so he was lying on top of Lily, he placed his cock at the entrance to her pussy and pushed only an inch in. Lily moaned “More”.

“Beg for it” Michael said.

“Fuck me hard and long” Lily begged

   Michael shoved his whole cock into her pussy pinning her hands down and fucking her hard. She moaned and pushed against him. She pushed his hands off her and rolled over so she was on top. Michael moved his hands to her breasts as she moved on top of him. She leaned down and kissed his mouth hard moving her tongue in his mouth. Michael pushed her back over removing his cock from her pussy, sliding down over her slit until his cock was at the entrance to her arse. Michael pushed slightly and Lily moaned in pain.

“Don’t worry” Lily assured Michael, “Carry on”

   Michael pushed in slowly and gently, listening if Lily was in too much pain. Pretty soon he was all the way inside and began thrusting slowly back and forth. He moved his hand to her clit and moved his fingers in circles making her moan as he started to thrust harder and faster into her arse as his orgasm grew closer. Just before he came he withdrew from her arse and came over her breasts and stomach. Moving his head down he once again flicked her clit with his tongue making her climax, her hands digging into his back. They then held each other on the bed, kissing until they feel asleep.

When Mikey came to my place a week or so later, we sat and talked for about 15 minutes. Then I told him I remembered how we had enjoyed taking turns pulling down our pants and fondling each other. He laughed and said he recalled the same thing. When I suggested we start up again where we'd left off, he quickly agreed. Since he was my guest I said I'd do him first. I told him to go into the bathroom and empty his bladder and make certain his crack was clean. He was to remove all his clothing except his shorts and return to the living room. 

He came out of the bathroom wearing only his jockey shorts. He came over to where I was sitting and stood in front of me and I asked him if he was ready to get started. He nodded. I reached up and took hold of the elastic waistband of his shorts and carefully pulled them down. His cock was just as I had remembered: very slender but nearly eight inches long. He was circumcised and the head of his cock was bright purple. I helped him out of his shorts, took his cock in my right hand and carefully examined it. It looked and smelled very healthy. With my left hand I gently pulled his balls away from his thighs and asked him if he was sore anywhere. He said he wasn't. I asked him how long it had been since he had emptied his balls, he said three days. They felt quite heavy in my hand and I told him I was certain he had a lot of cum to be drained. Then I had him turn around. I squeezed his ass cheeks. They were very firm and meaty. I had him bend over and carefully opened his cheeks so I could see his crack and pucker hole. Again I asked him if he was sore and he said no. I was actually excited to see that his crack was rather dirty with a circle of shit around his pucker hole. I said 'I thought I told you to clean yourself back here.' He responded 'Yes, you did, but I wanted you to clean it for me.' I told him I would do so but he would have to be punished for presenting his bottom to me with a dirty pucker hole. He said he understood.

I had him follow me into the bedroom. I had him kneel on the foot of the bed and lean forward on his forearms so his ass and balls were elevated and within easy access. I got a washcloth with liquid soap and cleaned his crack and pucker hole. When I had finished he was squeaky clean. Then I told him I would do some things to make him feel good while I explained what he could expect over the next half hour or so. I sat down and began to rub and scratch his balls, making them warm to the touch and getting very tight. I was going to finish with that and then spank him for not cleaning his crack. Then I would take a pin and use it on his balls. Since this was a very sensitive area it was possible to make them sting without using more than the minimum pressure. The reason for doing this was to make his balls very warm, pump lots of blood into the skin, and also make his balls very tight...forcing his cum into a smaller and smaller area at the base of his cock. This way when he did release it would be more efficient at draining his balls and the cum would leave his cock at greater pressure. At no point would I attempt to break the skin of his bag with the pin. I'd give him breaks along the way during which I would soothe his balls with my tongue and then start up again. Then I would use the pin on his crack and his pucker hole and soothe those, too. Then I drain his balls for him. He would have the choice of standing, sitting, or laying down as I sucked him off. At that point, I would strip to my shorts and he could do everything to me I had done to him.

I'll write more later, depending on feedback and what my imagination comes up with!

“Hi Lisa, happy birthday!!”

“Thanks Mary I’m glad you came, you can put your coat over there”

Soon they all arrived, and we were warm and comfortable by the living room.

We were chatting separately about the most variable things. But soon we start talking about school, and there we all had “a thing” to tell. We moved around, doing a circle for that everyone could hear and watch.

Ellen was telling about what she had seen once. One time on classroom she wasn’t preying attention, and started looking around. As for her surprise she noticed that Jennifer, our classmate, wasn’t wearing any panties. At first she couldn’t believe her eyes, but she kept staring as she found out, it was for real (a nice shaved pussy). Eve says:

“Maybe she was too hot and she didn’t want to wet her panties”

We all laugh. Patty said: “I’m shaved too!”

We all became surprised. Then Eve said: “Me too”

“Who else is?” – I asked smiling

Maryanne reply “Well, I do shave myself down here too”

Maryanne is one of the hottest girls I’ve ever seen on school. She’s a ‘lil tall, with a great blond hair, cute ass and a nice pair of tits.

Anne hadn’t completed yet 18 years old: she said: “I’ve never shaved myself but I would like to try it some day, I heard that it looks real nice”.

Eve said: “Maybe Patty could show us how it looks!” – smiling

We all laugh yet looking forward at Patty answer. Surprising all of us, Patty said that agree on showing it, if Eve did it too. We know that Eve wasn’t shy at all, and capable of doing it do.

But that challenge didn’t come true. Instead we all were laughing and funny around.

“Well looks like we’re all here, so I assume we can give you your birthday present” – Bianca said looking at me.

“Oh, I’m looking forward to see what you girls bring me” - I said

Patty was holding the present, and gives it to me. As I open: “Oh thank you, a love it”. It was an orange shirt. I’ve tried it on top of the other shirt I was wearing and it suits me very well.

Patty said – “We all agree to gave you a second present, a little funny thing, we hope you like it too”

I open, and it was a book. A special one, “kamasutra”, with lots of sex positions, and inside was a yellow thong!! I laugh and they all did to.

“Now, you have to try it, to look if it suits so well as the shirt” – Eve said laughing.

I wear it on top of my jeans just for fun. But Eve said: “We have to try it for real” – with a big smile on her face.

“Yeah, we want to see how it looks, it’s our present, come on, try it” – Maggie said. They all were with Maggie, so I agree. I went to the bathroom, and change. I left over my jeans, and come back to the living room on my new yellow thong. Well, I have a few, but the truth was that one suits me nicely.

As I walk into the room, they all were smiling like approving it too. I heard:

“What a nice ass you have Lisa” – It was Maggie!

I walk trough the circle like modelling. Eve grab my ass for seconds, “Uauu, Lisa, it makes your ass really well there”. You all know how Eve is, not shy at all, as I said before, so it was normal.

But I, not letting her unpunished for that, replied:

“Now it’s your turn. We all heard something about showing us something!!” – I said with a little evil laugh.

The girls laugh too, and said: yeah, she’s right Eve.

Eve would now have to do it. She starts unzipping her pants, and soon shows us a simple black thong she was wearing. It was exciting seeing her, as she pulled it down uncovering a sweet ass, exposing a totally shaved pussy. She shows it for seconds, and re-dressed. But while that few time, we all were admiring her pussy, it was notable we all were appreciating by our expressions.

“I don’t want to be mean but I guess Patty was willing to do it too” – Bianca said.

We laugh and soon heard Patty saying:”Yeah, well I guess it’s my turn, a promise is to be taken”

Patty is a slim girl, with a long dark hair and beautifully brown eyes. Regular sized breast. Now with her nipples a bit harder then before, we all could see it below her top. She starts pulling down her pants, showing us a sweet round ass. Wearing normal white panties, but yet very sexy. At first she pull them aside so we could see it shaved, but she soon realize by our faces, she must got it off. She pulled them down, and Eve said:

“You didn’t want to pull them down, as I did, so as a punishment you have to put them on the table before wearing it again.” – Bit evil laughing.

Bianca grabbed Patty’s panties and didn’t give them again. We were laughing yet admiring that sweet body of Patty. Bianca run off the living room, and told us latter, she hided them. Patty was now naked down waist covering her pussy with her hand. I found myself excited; my nipples were hard too, as Patty’s were. I looked around, Maggie, Eve, Maryanne, Anne, Ellen; all in general were enjoying it just as much as I was. Some of us just smiling others a bit excited: her faces expressions couldn’t lie. Bianca, specifically, had her nipples very erect, I could notice. I assumed it was for hiding Patty’s panties.

“Now you must find them” – Bianca said.

“We will help you” – I said, enjoying the challenge!

Patty stands up and left living room, as we did it to. Few seconds later, Bianca was saying, cold, warm, hotter… Only she knows where she put them, we were just watching. As Patty walks, I couldn’t look elsewhere then her ass, perfect… I caught Eve and Maggie staring too, so I wasn’t alone wishing to touch her badly. I caught Ellen too, but she was staring at my ass, she did not forget my yellow thong. She found them under the bed. We went back to the living room as I said to her: “At least do not wear you pants, I don’t want to be alone in my new thong here” – I said hiding my wish to take them off and see Patty doing the same!

Eve then replied: “Well it looks like we all could take a piece of clothes to make you more comfortable” – She said that trying to be funny but soon realized from others smiling, it could happen.

So she first took their pants. Then Maggie took her shirt exposing a big sized bra. Ellen took her jeans, showing a black thong too. Anne option was jeans too, exposing sweet pink tight boxers. Maryanne decided to took off her top, showing her red bra. Bianca removed her top too yet exposing completely naked tits.

They were so perfect rounded that it seemed bigger, letting me forgetting about the regular size. As she took them off we caught her moaning softly. She can’t imagine, she done it loudly enough to hear but she done it. Eve ask her: “It seems you’re excited, hard nipples… humm, tell us everything.” Not letting her answer Patty said: “And how nice they seem!” We all were admiring them. Anne came out with an idea: “I dare anyone to touch them!”. I was close to her, so I decided to go through. I grab each one with my hands. Humm what a felling. I couldn’t stop myself and within a second I was sucking them. She was moaning loudly and now on purpose for everyone to hear how good it was. Not letting me stop Anne said: “I Dare Ellen to touch Lisa’s ass”. Ellen was the person besides Bianca, nearest me. She was staring at by butt at the bedroom, and she wants it badly, as I can see in her eyes. I lean exposing my ass up, Ellen for my surprise pull down my thong, and start touching my ass. Humm I felt nice, I let escape a sweet moaning too. Eve take all her clothes off, and start touching herself. Patty done the same, and soon we all were completely naked. The clothes were all over. Ellen start touching my pussy, rounding my clit.. humm it felt so nice!

Maggie and Maryanne start pleasuring each other. Anne was near Ellen, and starts touching her ass, tits and her clit. In the same circle, in a short time, the room was full of moans and smelling pussy so badly. I start fingering Bianca, letting her more and more excited, in and out smoothly in that hairy pussy of hers. Bianca did it on Patty, feeling with her fingers that desirable shaved pussy. On a circle we all were fingering each others pussy. Moaning, letting fingers slipping on our wet pussys. I was the first to come. Humm I’ve come so badly. As Ellen were about to come Anne put her face between her legs, letting her tongue over is pussy. Hum, Ellen moan so loud. Patty and Eve moved into 69 position each one with the tongue right into other shaved pussy. We all could hear them moaning. Behind me there were, Maggie and Maryanne, I could hear the slippery of their fingers in and out, and so wet they were. Bianca came on last, but she as delighted so much as we were.

It was late and cold, but I’m sure we all could sleep warm that night.

The young blonde hung from the arm chains, her weight supported by them.  Her mouth slackly open.  Breathing so slowly.  Slowly.  Her sun-bronzed hips swayed with arousal.  Slowly to the left.  Gently to the right.  Feeling her wet pussy lips slip and slide over one another.  Feeling them pucker open when her hips thrust forward.

Sleep.  Obey.  Sleep.  Obey.  Cindy listened to Linda's voice.  Listened to her Mistress' voice.  The twin of her own voice -- if she could remember.  If Cindy could remember HOW to speak, any more.  All she could do was listen to Mistress' voice.  Sleep... Obey...  Watch the flashing colored lights, and sway her hips.  Pussy so wet and dripping.  Watching the lights, projected on the walls, on the ceiling, on the floor.  Everywhere she looked.  Flashing, flashing, flashing.  Sleep...  Obey...

Later, Cindy found herself in smaller and smaller enclosures.

For a while, it was the bathroom.  Chained in the shower.  Linda liked that.  She watched her slave react to the recorded voice.  Sleep...  Obey...  Watched Cindy gaze mindlessly into the waterproof TV camera in the shower wall.  Watched the tall, slender, tanned body swaying back and forth.  Sometimes rising up out of trance just enough to try impaling her hairless cunt on the shower handles.  Then Linda would trail her fingers through Cindy's long hair, tugging gently on it, dragging her head back just a tiny bit.  That always forced Cindy down into a deeper level of trance.  Sleep... Obey...

The box in the dining room was originally of wood.  Not simple pine, but fine-grained walnut, a cabinetmaker's work of art.  Enclosing Cindy in darkness.  Confining her in a kneeling position for hours at a time.  Her only stimuli, the flashing, sparkling lights in the grilled opening at the front of the box.  And Linda's voice on the speakers, repeating, repeating, repeating.  Sleep...  Obey...

And the toys.

Sometimes, Linda would open a little door in the box, perhaps the one at the back, and through it she would push a long, thick dildo into Cindy's dripping cunt.  In... out... in... out...  Twist.  One full turn around.  Then again in... out... in... out...  Then Linda withdrew the dildo.  And closed the box.  Once again locked inside, Cindy watched the flashing lights, listened to the repeating hypnotic voice.  And pressed her hips back, trying to impale herself on a dildo that was no longer there.  Sleep... Obey...

Linda opened another door at the back of the box.  This one a little higher.  She dribbled warm oil into the crack of Cindy's round bottom.  Letting it trickle down the cleft of her ass.  Sometimes, Linda followed this with a butt plug -- or a long, tapered dildo -- spreading Cindy's anus open.   Slowly, irresistibly.  Farther in... and farther... and bigger...  Till Cindy's hips began to buck.  Till her knees and ankles spread wide, within the confines of the box, and her ass pushed against the back, trying to get more.  And Linda removed the dildo.  Closed the door.  Sleep...  Obey...  Sleep...  Obey...

Linda decided she wanted to see everything.

Money was no object.  Cindy and Linda, poor little rich girls, now in their twenties, had all the money they could ever need from Daddy's estate.  Linda could afford to equip the Mediterranean beach house with any comfort they wanted, anything she needed to subjugate Cindy to deeper and deeper levels of mindless servitude.  Contorting Cindy's body into any configuration, programming her mind in any way Linda found interesting, entertaining, stimulating.

The clear, Lucite box rested on a little platform, about three feet off the floor, attached to a short pole in the middle of the dining room.  The centerpiece of attention, spot lights illuminating it from the ceiling.  It was tiny, for what it contained.  Three feet long, two feet wide, a foot and a half tall.  And what it contained... was Cindy.  Curled up with her arms at her sides, her legs tucked underneath, feet together, toes pointed down.  Compressed within the box.  Like a big question mark, squashed down a bit, with her toes just above where the dot would have been, directly over the pole.

So suggestible now, Cindy needed only a small, spinning crystal before her eyes.  She watched the crystal, as it reflected the beams from the spotlights in the ceiling.  So pretty.  Blue and red and green flashing into her eyes.  Tiny speaker buds in her ears received a wireless signal, and continually repeated Linda's voice, at a subliminal level.  Commanding her to sleep...  Commanding her to obey...

A click in the back of the box, the swiveling of a plastic door on its hinges, the gentle sound of plastic scraping against plastic -- and Cindy felt cool air between her legs, around her pussy.  Linda reached in and rolled the spiked wheel over Cindy's clit, digging the little points into the moist, tender flesh.  Sleep...  Obey...  Cindy was now completely unable to move her limbs, but her hips pressed backward, and her dripping vulva opened like a flower to the stimulus.  Sleep...  Obey...  Her eyes hardly seemed to blink.  Watching the crystal.  Watching the flashes of color.  Watching the red, the blue, the green.

Linda withdrew the wheel and closed the door.  She set aside the toy and opened another door on the underside of the box.  Cindy's plump, hard nipples protruded underneath.  Linda lifted the two clamps and quickly clipped one on each nipple -- first the right, then the left.  Red and white wires led down from each nipple to an oblong, black box, with buttons and a little dial.  Linda twisted the dial to midrange, then pressed the button.  The shocks to Cindy's nipples caused her to grunt, wordlessly, and twitch inside the Lucite box.  Linda released the button, twisted the knob to full range, and pressed the button again.  Cindy squealed and jerked inside the plastic box, and her eyes went wide -- still staring at the crystal.  Sleep...  Obey...  Sleep...  Obey...

Oh, sometimes Linda let Cindy out of the box.  After throwing a few latches, she could open the entire top and side, and ease Cindy out.  Slowly... careful not to strain Cindy's stiffened limbs, careful not to let her lose her balance and fall.  It took a half hour to get Cindy out.  And almost an hour to get her back in, positioning each limb so carefully, gradually squeezing her into place, mindful not to let Cindy's smooth skin get pinched when a panel was swiveled closed.  Sometimes Linda took her out for a shower, or a little walk along the beach.  Cindy never seemed to notice.  Her mind remained deep in trance.  Sleep... Obey...  Her body always on the edge of orgasm.  Linda enjoyed keeping her slave in the box, for days at a time.  She could even feed Cindy without removing her, one tiny bite at a time, and then a brush of Linda's finger against the slave's clit... then another bite...

*           *           *          *          *

Linda heard the doorbell and picked up the remote control from the coffee table, switching the TV to show the security camera view outside the locked gate.

"Helloooo..." a voice sang.  "Is anybody home?"  A voice Linda hadn't heard in a couple of years, but a familiar one.

"Anita!" she replied through the intercom.  "How are you?  Let me buzz the gate open."  Linda pressed another button and the mechanical hum and clack carried through the microphone.  While her old friend swung the gate open to enter, Linda set down the remote, made a few quick arrangements to the decor, and opened the front door.  Anita was only halfway up the long, wooden stairway that led up to the house, so Linda started walking down the steps to meet her.

"How are you, darling?" said Anita, as they stood on a weathered stair and hugged, kissing the air near each other's cheeks.  "It seems like forever since I saw you last!"

"Come on in," replied Linda.  "I'll put on a pot of tea and we can catch up!"

*           *           *          *          *

Anita took another bite of the chocolate biscotto, set it down, and ran her hand over the elaborate lace tablecloth.  "This is really beautiful work," she said.

"It was my grandmother's," Linda explained, holding up the teapot.  Anita nodded, and Linda refilled her cup.

"You seem to have kept a lot of the old things," Anita continued, then waving her hand at the big screen TV and other electronics around the house, "while going totally twenty-first century techno on everything else."

"A creature of contrasts, that's me," Linda laughed.

Anita took a sip of her tea and looked up at Linda, pausing for a moment.  "What about Cindy?  I thought you two both lived here?"

"Oh, we DO."  Linda picked up her tea cup for another sip.  "Cindy's out for a couple of days."

"Too bad I missed her," Anita replied, swirling her cup in a gentle circle.  She watched the tea leaves settle at the bottom.  "Nobody sees you two much, any more."

"We're down at the beach almost every other day..." Linda began, then paused.  "Oh, you mean of the OLD crowd..."

"Ouch!" Anita said.  "You make me sound like an antique!"  She set her cup down.  "You and Cindy used to be such party animals."  She laughed.  "RUTTING little party animals!"

"We're two little homebodies these days," Linda said, setting her cup down.

"We miss you," Anita said.  "I miss you.  Both of you."  She leaned forward, folding her arms, elbows carefully just at the edge of the table.  "I really wish I could have caught you together."

"Maybe another time," Linda said, folding her hands.

They looked at each other for a moment, not moving.

"Well," Anita said, "I guess I'd better get going.  Big party tonight, and I need time to get ready."  She stood, setting the folded linen napkin next to the cup and saucer.  "Are you sure you wouldn't like to come?  I can bring a guest."

"Ohhhhh," Linda demurred, also standing, "can't make it tonight.  I wish I could have..."

"Right," said Anita.  "I'm really sorry I missed Cindy."

"I'll tell her you dropped by..."  Linda accompanied Anita as she walked toward the door.  The woman seemed in a hurry to leave.

"No need to see me out," Anita said.  "I can find my way down all those stairs."  She reached toward Linda and gave her a brief hug, then pulled back.

"Are you okay?" Linda asked.

"I'm fine -- I just need to rush off."  Anita shrugged and smiled.  "Even Cinderella's fairy godmother needed TIME to work a few miracles, before the ball!"

"Another time, then," Linda said.

"Another time.  'Bye!"  Anita gave a little wave and started down the stairs.

Linda watched her from the doorway, then went to retrieve the remote control.  She returned to the front of the house just as Anita reached the bottom step.  She buzzed open the gate and gave Anita a final wave as she walked through and pulled the gate shut.  Then Linda stepped back into the house and pushed the front door closed.

She wondered why Anita had really come to visit.

Especially that mention of "Cinderella."  That's what Anita used to call them -- Cinderella and Linderella.  Of course, they had both stopped waiting for Prince Charming years ago!

*         *         *          *

Linda took the teacups and saucers to the kitchen.  Then she lifted the big, floral centerpiece from the dining table and put it on the buffet shelf where it usually sat.  Finally, she removed the lace table cloth and padded cover, and carefully set them aside in the corner -- revealing the Lucite "table" that encapsulated Cindy.

"Miss me, honey?" Linda said.  She opened a cabinet and pulled out the big, black dildo again.  She flipped a latch, swiveled the panel open, and gazed at Cindy's wet pussy, dribbling juices almost constantly.  She slowly pushed the dildo between Cindy's labia...  Deeper...  Deeper...  All the way to the base, then Linda slowly began to draw it out...

"So, Cindy IS here, after all!"

Linda jerked upright, releasing her hold on the dildo, and turned to face the intruder.

"I walked back inside before I shut the gate," Anita explained.  "You really should be more careful about security, since you seem to value it so very highly!"  She smiled.  Linda saw that she was holding a gun.  "Now, what are you doing with my little Cindy?"

She waved the gun sideways, and Linda stepped backward, toward the living room, holding her hands up.

"That's right, back off nice and slow."  Anita looked at the thick, black dildo, partially embedded in Cindy's cunt, and grabbed the base.  "Mmmm... THAT'S the Cindy I remember.  Always having such fun with her toys."  She slid the dildo out, admiring the slick, shiny coating of Cindy's juices.  Cindy moaned with pleasure, feeling the shaft slide out of her body.  "Ohhhh, yeah!"  Anita said, pushing the dildo back in.  Cindy pushed her ass back, trying to open herself even more, though she couldn't budge an inch.

Linda backed further into the living room, next to the couch and the coffee table, hands still high in the air.

"Hold it right there," Anita commanded.  "I don't want you calling the police or anything.  Just stand there, and stay still."  She pulled the dildo out again, watching Cindy's ass flex inside the clear plastic box.  Again, she pushed the shaft inward, filling Cindy's pussy and making her moan again. "How long have you kept her like this?" she asked.  "You dirty bitch!  No wonder nobody ever sees the two of you, with her locked up like this, and you playing your little games!"  She slid the dildo out, and Cindy squealed, her hips wiggling inside the tight enclosure.

"Please... stop..." Linda began.

"I want you to tell me how to unlock this thing, and let her out of here!" Linda demanded.  She pushed the thick, black phallus in again.  Cindy jerked and grunted.

"It's not locked," Linda replied.

"Not locked?"  Linda stroked the dildo out again.  Cindy began to moan, her voice almost sounding like she was singing.

"She likes being in there.  It was her choice!"

Anita pushed the dildo into Cindy's wet slit again.

Fifth time.  Cindy's trigger.  She had been conditioned to orgasm on the fifth consecutive stroke.  And Linda had been teasing her for days!  Two strokes, and stop.  Four strokes, and then rolling the spiked wheel over Cindy's clit.  Always on the edge, never quite there, never quite that final slide of rubber inside aching flesh!  And now, within seconds, Anita had thrust the rubber cock inside her, one, two, three, four... and FIVE!

Inside the box, Cindy shook and moaned, making the Lucite enclosure wobble, squealing in ecstasy, squashing her ass cheeks back against the walls of the box, trying to impale herself deeper on the thick rubber dildo.

Anita stared at the box, the gun lowered, forgotten -- distracted for a moment -- as she watched Cindy cum and cum and cum, thrashing around inside, moaning and squealing, crying with release.

And in that moment, Linda grabbed the remote off the table and pressed a button.

"Put that down!" Anita commanded, swinging the gun back upward.

Linda set the remote back on the coffee table.

"Come over here," Anita waved the gun toward the box, where Cindy's spasms were lessening, her cries of ecstasy becoming quieter.  "Open this up and let her out."

Linda walked over to the box, mindful every moment of the gun pointed at her.  She undid the latches at the side of the box, and at the ends.  Then she pulled the side downward on its hinges, and swiveled the top upward.  The box resembled a small, transparent grand piano, its top lifted for maximum volume.  Linda started to pull on Cindy's arms, feeling her muscles still twitching, shivering.

Anita continued to hold the gun, but her eyes were fluttering.  She was finding it very hard to keep them open.  Very hard to think what she next wanted to demand.  What order she wanted to give Linda.  She wanted to sit down.  She wanted to lie down.  Eyes wanted to close.  She just wanted to do what she was told, and not think.  Just sit down.  Close her eyes.  Go to sleep.

Of course Anita didn't know -- couldn't know -- about the subliminal sounds, playing through speakers set in every room in the house.  "Sleep... Obey..."  Just under the threshold of conscious hearing.  Their timing was staggered, one room to the next, so they seemed to echo.  "Sleep (sleep, sleep, sleep)... Obey (obey, obey, obey)..."  Linda's first try at programming Cindy, twenty-four hours a day.  Until she set up the wireless ear buds.  Even though it was her own voice, Linda was feeling sleepy, too.  But she knew what was happening.  After all, she was the one who had pressed the button on the remote.  The remote that seemed so far away.  "Sleep (sleep... sleep... sleeeeeeep)...  Obey (ohhhhhhhbey... obey...  obeeeeeyyyy...)"

Anita's gun still pointed at her, Linda gently eased Cindy out of the box, while Anita quietly sat down on the floor, legs crossed.  She was trying so hard to keep her eyes open.  The gun drifted to one side, and her eyes gradually closed.  She shook her head, forcing them open, pointing the gun again.  Trying to remember which woman was Cinda, and which one was Lindy, they looked so much alike.  Anita blinked slowly, smiling at her mistake, almost giggling.  The gun drifted lower... lower...  So heavy.  So hard to hold it up high.  So very high.  Better to hold it lower.  That was easier.  Even lower.  So hard to lift her gun, and point her eyes.  Waiting for someone to tell her what to do.  Anita's eyes closed.  The gun dropped out of her hand, and her jaw fell open, exposing her pink tongue.  She seemed to wave back and forth, in rhythm with a barely-heard song.  "Sleep-eep-eep...  Obey-ey-ey-ey..."

Linda guided Cindy into a standing position and tapped her forehead, then the right cheek, then the left cheek, and finally kissed her lips... so gently, so affectionately.

Cindy opened her eyes, smiled, and said, "Hello, gorgeous!"

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Anita awoke to find herself on the floor, in a kneeling position, her legs spread wide.  It would have been incorrect to describe her as naked, even though all her clothes had been removed.  Each leg was bound separately -- shiny, silver duct tape wrapped around and around from her knee up to her crotch, holding the lower leg tightly against the upper leg.  All she COULD do was kneel.  Her arms were bound behind her, elbows straight, both arms wrapped from wrist to shoulder with more and more yards of duct tape.  The posture thrust her bare breasts forward, as if offering them to be squeezed and sucked.  Another strip of tape covered her mouth.  Immobilized, helpless, silent, Anita opened her eyes and looked up at the two identical women sitting on the couch, clothed in light summer dresses, both sipping tea.

The woman on the left had her dress hiked up to her waist, showing off her smooth, tanned legs, and the fact that she wasn't wearing any panties.  The woman on the right had stretched one leg out across the couch, her foot firmly placed against the other woman's hairless pussy.  Her toes flexed and curled, teasing the ring that had been pierced through the exposed clit.  Flipping it up... and down... up... and down...  The woman on the left was making the tiniest rocking motion with her hips, her eyes drifting closed with every wiggle of the toes between her legs.

Anita knew them well.  She recognized the tiny differences between the twins.  She knew the woman on the left was Cindy, the one on the right was Linda.

"I haven't seen you in sooooo long," Cindy said.  Anita's body jerked with her surprise to hear Cindy speak.  She was so certain Linda had brainwashed her somehow.  Of course, she was right about that fact -- but not the reason behind it.

"You seemed to be under the impression that Cindy needed to be rescued," Linda began.  Cindy giggled, and spread her legs wider, pushing her pussy onto Linda's toes, getting them wet with her juices.  "Of course, I needed to make sure you didn't hurt anybody."  Linda reached down beside her and lifted Anita's gun.  She shifted it to her other hand, pointing it up at the ceiling.  She reached down again, and held up the clip, now carefully separated from the gun.  "Nasty things," Linda said, wiggling the two shiny metal objects.  "The effects of a split-second decision can be so... permanent!"  She set the gun and clip down on the table.

Cindy started to make little grunting noises, pumping onto Linda's toes.  Linda withdrew her leg, causing Cindy to say, "Awwwww..."  Linda stared into Cindy's eyes and tilted her head, nodding, in a way her twin instantly understood.  Cindy pressed her legs together and resumed rocking, more quietly now.

Linda turned back to Anita and leaned forward, her elbows on her sun-browned knees.  "Cindy and I have an arrangement.  I am her mistress, and she is my slave."

"Only until the end of the year," Cindy exclaimed.  "Then we switch."

Linda smiled a secret smile, then continued.  "You interrupted our fun.  Cindy was soooo disappointed.  You need to make it up to her!  And I realized that we need to make it crystal clear to you... that Cindy's desire to remain here is genuine."  Linda shifted forward, moving closer to the tape-bound woman.  "So we were thinking... it might be amusing, if Cindy had someone else to control for a while."  She reached out, lifting up Anita's chin.  "What do you think, 'Nita?  Would you like to stay for a week, as Cindy's sex slave?"

"A fortnight!" Cindy exclaimed.  Linda glared briefly at her with disapproval.  "Awwww, c'mon, Lin!"

"Two weeks, then," Linda offered, looking back into Anita's eyes.  "Unless you're not interested... or busy... You seem to be all tied up."  She grinned, lopsidedly.  "You wanted to see Cindy again.  So what do you say?  Wanna play, for two weeks?"

Anita looked up at Linda, her least favorite twin.  There always seems to be one that's a leader, and the other twin follows.  Linda impressed her as being tricky somehow, always something up her sleeve.  The wicked stepmother to Cindy's Cinderella.  But it WAS a chance to spend time with Cindy again.  Sexy, slutty Cindy.  She looked up at Cindy, then Linda, and nodded her head.

"Oh, goody!" Cindy cried, standing up and clapping her hands like a little girl.  She opened a drawer in the end table and pulled out something.  A leash, with a dog collar.  Cindy strode forward and crouched in front of Anita.  She deftly looped the collar around her neck, buckled it in place, and stood up, holding the leash.  "Now, 'Nita girl, time to start your training!"  Cindy giggled.  "Follow me!"

Anita couldn't think how to move, even to crawl after Cindy, with her legs bound up and her arms tied behind her.

"Ohhhh," said Linda, "you can move!  All you need to do is lean forward... and walk on your knees."  Her eyes took on a wicked look.  "And if you lose your balance..." she looked up at her twin, "well, it's up to Cindy.  Whether to let you try to stand on your knees again, or make you crawl like that on your belly!"  She leaned closer to Anita's ear and whispered, "Take my advice... DON'T lose your balance!"

Cindy jerked the leash, almost forcing Anita to fall over before she had moved. "C'mon, 'Nita slave!  I want to lock you up someplace nice and tight!"

"She's untrained," Linda cautioned, as Anita struggled to her knees, wobbling.  "She won't fit in the box."  She grinned.  "Not right away, anyhow!"

Cindy watched her new slave swing her left knee a few inches forward, the carpet abrading the delicate skin of her leg.  Then she wobbled again, swinging the right knee forward, a little higher.  It landed on the floor with a thump that hurt, and jarred Anita's body all the way to her head.  "That's okay," Cindy replied.  "I'm sure she'll fit in the shower stall."  She looked up at Linda, the wickedness in her eyes a reflection of her twin's.  "Turn on the remote, and you can watch on the TV."

Anita swung her left knee forward, tears forming in her eyes from the effort, the pain, the humiliation.  What HAD she gotten herself into?  She could feel the leash tugging on her neck, threatening to pull her too far forward, threatening to make her fall.

Cindy stopped tugging, then crouched down in front of Anita, changing her hold on the leash, grasping it just a few inches from the bound woman's face.  She spoke softly... but there was an edge in her voice that made Anita feel like she might lose control of her bladder.  "If you're REALLY good... I might ask Linda to let you stay longer...  Maybe a month..."

Anita felt Cindy's fingers caressing between her legs, one long, slim digit stroking gently along the cleft of her pussy, up to her clit, and stopping there, possessively, unmoving but pressing gently against the fleshy button.  She gazed up into Cindy's eyes, and found herself moaning through the tape.

Cindy smiled, stood up, and tugged gently on the leash.  Walking slowly toward the bathroom, hips swaying, the summer dress swishing back and forth.  Listening to the thump... thump... of her slave's knees behind her.  Her very own slave's sore, aching knees.

They were going to have such fun!

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