"I'm fine, thanks." I sat down in the chair, trying to be conscious of not showing him too much of my white panties from underneath my shortest pink skirt. "How am I doing?"

"Oh, fine, just fine. You did really well on your last essay, and if you pass the final with a B, you should get an A for the semester." He swivled towards me and scooted forward in the chair. "The bottom line is that I think you have potential. You have a drive that I've never seen before."

"Well, thank you." I blushed a furious red and ran my hands through my hair and down the front of my shirt and across my C cup boobs - a nervous habit from my childhood. "I'm just trying to get to graduation, you know?" He laughed and placed his hand on my knee.

"Yeah, I do know. Not too long ago, I was a senior in high school too." He was staring at his hand on my leg, like he didn't quite know what to do with himself. I saw my opportunity. Whether or not he was married, I wanted him. And now I had the chance. Who am I to ask questions when fate gives me something good?

"Whatever that cologne is that you wear, it's amazing." I inched my hand closer to his and leaned over to nearly bury my face in his neck. "I have dreams about that scent." I breathed into the back of his ear, and I could see him shiver. He placed his pinky finger on my hand and leaned into me. My boobs brushed against his chest, and my nipples hardened immediately. He ran his other hand through my hair and grabbed a lock. He smelled it deeply, like I had his neck.

"I've had dreams about that smell," he said, "God, what am I doing?" He stayed there and moved his hand down my back to my waist, rubbing small circles into my t-shirt. I grabbed his other hand and brought his fingers to my mouth, gently sucking on just the tip of his index finger. I looked up at him and his lip was trembling.

"We don't have to do this. I mean, I want to. I've wanted to for a long while, now. But we don't have to.You are married, after all... and I'm technically still your student." I continued to suck and nibble on his fingers. He still hadn't answered, so I slowly took two of his fingers all the way into my mouth. He let out a heavy sigh, stood up and walked away, letting his fingers slip out of my mouth as he went. I was mortified. I should never have tried to get with him. I started to pack my things as he went to the door. I stood up and turned toward him just as he locked the door and closed the blinds.

He walked slowly over to me, took my bag and put it on the ground, grabbed my face with both hands and bent down to kiss me. His full lips met mine and he slipped the tip of his toungue into my mouth just once. He pulled away and I reached around his back and pulled him towards me again. This time the kiss was hard, wet, and long. He was running his hands all over my back and down to my ass. He squeezed it through my skirt and kneaded my cheeks together and apart. Each time he moved it, I felt my clit being rubbed by the skin around it. He broke the kiss and started to take off my shirt. He lifted it over my head and kissed and licked me on the chest. He reached around and unhooked my bra, then stepped back.

"Take it off. Show me those beautiful tits." I smiled and slowly let the bra slide off my arms and to the ground. He sighed and grabbed his cock through his pants. I could see him rubbing the balls. I turned around and bent all the way over to the floor, letting the back of my skirt ride up and show off my round ass to him. He took off his shirt and belt and walked over to place his hand on my butt. He rubbed it around and finally smacked it. It was small and firm, but not painful, and not weak. It was perfect. He leaned over and lightly kissed it, then buried his nose into my pussy, smelling the sweet aroma of my juice.

He hooked his fingers into my panties and slid them down my thighs and calves. He unzipped my skirt and pulled it down after the panties. I kicked them off, and just as I was about to take off my matching pink stilettos, he stopped me.

"You look amazing with those shoes. Leave them on. I want them on." I turned around and got down on my knees, unzipping his pants and pulling down his boxer briefs. His 8 inch cock sprang into action, and I couldn't help myself. I took it in my hands and licked the head. I ran my toungue over the little hole at the top and he jerked his whole body back. He stopped me and told me to get up and lie down on his desk. I laid down on my back with my head off the edge. He stepped towards me and sank his cock into my mouth all the way. I nearly gagged, but it was amazing. He took it all the way out and slammed it back in. Soon he was fucking my mouth like it was a pussy, and I was loving every minute of it.

He leaned over and spread my legs, exposing my shaved pussy to his loving fingers. He gently spread the lips and rubbed around the clit. I moaned into his dick and he rubbed a little harder. He slipped one finger into my hole and circled the insides of my vagina with it, and pressed his thumb onto my clit. He pressed and pressed, and when he inserted his second and third fingers into my cunt, I came all over his hand. He pulled his dick out of my mouth and looked into my eyes as he licked his hand clean, except for his index finger, which he fed to me.

"Yeah, you like that? Huh? You like how your pussy tastes?"

"Mmmhmm. I bet I'd like the taste of your cum even better."

"Oh yeah? I guess we'll see, won't we?" He slammed his cock deep into my mouth again and fucked it harder and harder. I reached around and grabbed his ass, spread it apart, and put my finger into his asshole. He spasmed and I felt his cock tighten and release as he let six streams of cum empty into my throat. I kept my finger there until he slipped out of my mouth, still fully hard. He walked around the desk so he was straddling me, and he kissed me deeply, letting me share his come with him. He moaned and started kissing his way down my body, pausing at my tits to squeeze them together and suck on my hard nipples. It felt amazing. He swirled his toungue around my nubs and gently nibbled on them. He licked his way across my stomach and paused to smell my cunt.

"God, you're beautiful." He dove into my pussy, lashing my clit with his toungue, and immediately making me scream with pleasure. My yelps rang through the room, and he kept at it. I was concerned about the track team, but he didn't seem to care, so I just let myself go. I started humping his face and grinding my clit into his nose. He fought back with his lips, sucking my entire twat into his mouth. He circled my hole and, without warning, plunged into my pussy, fucking me with his toungue.

I came three times before he got on top of me, slid his cock into my tight twat and fucked me silly, grabbing onto my nipples. He picked me up with his dick still in me, and pushed me against the wall, fucking me so hard that my back ached. He held my ass cheeks in place and rammed his cock into me so hard that tears leapt to my eyes, but it felt so good I didn't care. I just screamed at him for more.

He took me down to the floor and moved his entire body on top of mine, rubbing his pubes against my pussy lips, fucked me to another orgasm, and pulled out. He jerked himself off until he came all over my big tits.

He laid there on top of me and kissed me.

"Thank you for that. It was amazing."

I couldn't respond because I was still shaking from my five orgasms, but he knew I was pleased.

"I guess you get an A, right?"

I laughed and said: "It doesn't much matter if we can get together this summer."

"I think we can arrange that." He kissed me again, we got dressed, and he drove me home while I sucked him off in the car. We met up once a week for the next two years. I haven't seen him in a month, but I got an A that semester, and I finally got to have my teacher.

    Heading into my late twenties, my wife of some four years was only twenty-two and with still the body, aura and in many ways naivety, of a young girl. We had one daughter who at the time was almost four. She has no part in this recollection, I hasten to add

    The previous year, Melissa had miscarried late and had taken it badly. Blaming as some girls do, especially in the absence of any other cause - herself, the marriage had since been negotiating some rocky highways and byways. Back then we lived in the beautiful Blue Mountains in Sydney's west - some four thousand feet above sea-level in an enormous though some might say risky old home built on a steep cliff face that looked across at the sprawling Jamieson Valley - a Grand Canyonesque lookout. Supported on huge thirty foot concrete staunchions sunk into the ground below the house, anything above 5.0 on the Richter Scale would have closed down any and all options for a continuance of life.

    We loved the place though and holed up there mid-winter with snow outside, a roaring fire in the grate and a glass or three of whatever champagne was on special that week. We were doing alright, well up until the miscarriage anyway. I was working as a teacher in the city then and with the slow-haul two hour train-trip home a couple of nights a week I wasn't back until near-midnight having to pull down a late shift Tuesdays and Thursdays.

    The previous few years we had changed houses a couple of times and were on a first name basis with every Real Estate agent in the upper mountains. A couple of them we used to see on a regular social basis, including Rob Carter who had actually sold us the cliff-top edifice. Rob didn't especially appeal to me - all glitz with little depth but hey, his wife Adrienne more than made up for it. Unfortunately, she wasn't to be part of this little tale either.

    The previous couple of weeks Melissa had been particularly morose and short on humor. Whenever I would try to negotiate some emotional inroads, asking if she would like to talk about things, all she would say is "You know what the problem is honey, just have to let me handle it." Then she would give me a quick kiss and smile that pretty smile she had totally perfected. It was all I could do to go to work some mornings!

    The day in question, I had decided to drive to the city being my late-shift and consequently faced a two-way journey free of peak-hour traffic. The afternoon offered-up nothing remarkable and with a slower than average evening, I figured I would close-up the training room (I worked for a major city newspaper, teaching cadet journalists) and head off to my mountain retreat.

    Back almost an hour and a half early, not only was I surprised to see Rob's new Landcruiser out the front of our place, I could have sworn that was his business-partner Craig Letchworth's Beamer parked right behind him. "Hmmm, the plot thickens?" I was deliberating, as I approached the front door. "Surely she's not planning on us selling the house?" I began to wonder abstractedly. On opening it, I was further astounded to find no-one in either the lounge or dining room. The least incisive of minds could filter out the only remaining possibility - I think I already knew subconsciously, the instant I had seen Rob's car.

    An unlikely calm descended upon me and I was in no rush even to make evident the shameful betrayal - perhaps some part of me "understood?" As it was, I quietly opened my daughter's bedroom door - the master bedroom was closed I noted and sounds from within were now audible. Female ecstasy is hard to suppress!.

    Little Danielle was sleeping like an angel, I kissed her and stayed for a few moments looking down at the bed. The vulnerability of children, little girls especially, is sometimes quite overwhelming.

    Leaving her sound asleep, I walked up the hall to our room. "Funny" I was thinking, in all the years we had been together I couldn't recall ever closing our bedroom door. Not figuring to make this easy on anyone, I simply opened it and walked in.

    Hard to remain calm and objective when one is confronted by what amounts to the supranormal. Every person there was affected differently. I think I was by far the calmest - being in shock.

    Rob, frozen in time mid thrust, simply paled into a sickly grey, his eyes instinctively dropping to my hands, expecting one supposes to see there - some sort of automatic weapon.

    Craig, performing an exemplary job of holding Melissa's right leg so far clear of the bed she looked like Nadia Comaneci in training, just stared blankly. His left hand I could see was still atop my young wife's pussy, just centimetres from Rob's penetrative drill-bit. Stationary now, I assume he had been fingering her in whatever ingress was available, given the indignities being perpetrated upon her.

    A third man, whose first name I recalled was Gary - another wannabe real estate magnate, was kneeling with his back to the door, kissing Melissa with a decided passion, as he permitted his hands the luxury of traversing her quite small but undeniably sexy breasts. Her nipples I noted were willing participants, to judge by their wholly erect status. Being the last to become aware of my presence inside the doorway, Gary was still fondling her breasts with breathless enthusiasm, even as the remainder of the tableau ground to a sudden halt.

    And then there was Melissa herself.. To say she blushed would be to critically understate the situation. Withdrawing her right hand instantly from what I can now only suppose was Gary's underpants, she just covered her face with her hands - no one spoke!

   "I can explain...." Rob began. I cut him off.

   "No Rob, you can't 'explain,' I said, "There's no words to adequately cover this situation. Tell me, "I added, staring at him, "How would you feel if you got home and found Adrienne being fucked senseless by the fridge mechanic?" He didn't answer, choosing instead to stare at the carpet.. What now in hindsight is almost laughable, he hadn't even withdrawn from the depths of Melissa's pussy.

    "Whatever went out the window that night in terms of marital trust, I have to freely admit to you all, that seeing Melissa naked with those three men on our bed and in so submissive a position, was arousing me to the point of total forgiveness. I turned to leave the room.

    "Where are you going?" Craig muttered nervously, suspecting perhaps that I kept a loaded rifle in the broom cupboard.

    "I'm going to pour myself a drink actually," I told him, "Can I get you guys anything?" Craig and Gary looked at each other like I was just this side of committable. They made like they were about to withdraw from the action.

    "Hey guys," I said, "No point you stopping now - may as well keep going - I'm sure Melissa can hold up her end? What about you Gary? Have you fucked her yet?" " Perhaps in partial shock - but he shook his head.

    "Well there you go," I replied, "Nothing ventured, nothing gained. After Rob finishes there," I inclined my head towards her still gaping legs, " Take up some of the slack Gary and plough a few wild oats why don't you?'

     Melissa then began sobbing.

    "It wasn't their fault," she whimpered, "They didn't force me into it - I said they could come over."

    "Well hey, that's great 'Lissa," I answered, "We're all friends here, no harm done. Tell you what....let me fuck you now and then we can just see what the rest of the night brings by way of excitement." This at least had the effect of causing Rob to withdraw his semi-deflated prick which even in that condition was, I could see, a tool to be reckoned with.

    I couldn't tell you why but right then, the thought of fucking my wife senseless - basically humiliating her in front of that gathered assembly was the turn-on of all turn-ons. At that moment, she leaned across to pick up her bra and panties that someone had thoughtfully left at the side of the bed.

    "No...leave them off Melissa," I said. Something in my tone made her look up at me. "I'm serious sweetheart," I continued, "I'm going to fuck you right here, right now - so you may as well lay back and enjoy it." Giving her no time to ponder this, I walked directly to the foot of the bed, lifted her legs and spread her fully indecently right there at the edge of the quilt.. Somehow that sexy little slit had never looked more appealing. Perhaps it was just the vulnerable situation of my young wife naked and spreadeagled before three other men? Perhaps I was just so fully unhinged at that point, my gyroscope was off-center and I had a subconscious need to assert my manhood before my peers.

    The fact she was crying both with embarrassment and I suppose shame at her discovered betrayal, was just icing on the cake. I couldn't spread her enough now and given the disproportionately engorged state of my erection, I needed every degree available.

    Penetrating her, as one might a slut on heat, I was but barely cognizant of any marital bond. I simply had to punish Melissa for her transgressions and forcing myself ever deeper, I noticed with almost dispassionate acceptance...the other men's cum leaking now from her denigrated pussy as little white strings trickled down the inside of her thighs. In my highly aroused state I motioned to Rob and Gary to hold her legs for me.

    It was not what you might adjudge the average consummated act. I was raping her as surely as I breathe - and I wasn't handling that aspect all that well right then either.

   For her part - perhaps out of guilt, maybe in a state of uncontrolled lust - I neither knew or cared which, Melissa's tear-stained face began to respond to my wicked incursions. Her hips too, free of any emotional reticence, began to buck with pleasure, thrusting her pussy up to meet the penetrative invader.

   "I'm sorry Noel," Rob muttered, caressing Melissa along the length of her pussy even as I was fucking her, "But this is so damned hot - I just don't know what to say. Your wife is just so sexy.'

    "Ain't that the truth?" I was thinking as the light turned green and I expelled at Mach 4 at least, every last chromosome I had on board. Melissa simply lay there gasping as I emptied the store-room. Her lovely breasts I noted were jiggling as I continued pumping her, Craig's eyes I could see peering lustfully at that very area of her chest.

    "It's OK Craig," I grinned "Do what you like with her tits, it's on the house!"

    Melissa looked across pleadingly at me as I returned her glance with what probably appeared to be total disdain. Whatever she had been about to say - she withheld, and offered no resistance to Craig's hands as they began fondling her breasts and tugging on her nipples lewdly. If anything I detected some pleasured wriggling at the indecent contact.

    "You're up Gary," I said, turning to my left, indicating he should replace me on the Bridge.

    "Y-You mean I can er, actually do it...with her?" he muttered.

    "Yeah," I replied simply. "Fuck her as hard and as long as you want."

     He didn't need any further prompting and extricating what was understandably a healthy boner, he had her moaning in ecstasy in seconds.

     I gotta say - making eye contact with Melissa as this guy's cock rammed its socially forbidden way up her still tight little slit was quite some emotional wrench - I suspect for both of us. From her viewpoint, shamefully arousing - being taken like a slut in front of her husband while other mens' hands groped her non-stop. From my viewpoint - equally shameful pride at my wife's slim and fully exposed body being treated like a Cro-magnon fuck-fest.

    Either way, Gary was certainly not pondering the semantics of the situation, nor I think dwelling on his own marital obligations. He was simply porking unromantically but most effectively let it be said, a young girl that I had noticed previously he had eyed-off quite unashamedly, in the realtor office when we had winged in there several months earlier.

    "Fuck she is so hot," he muttered, approaching the final square. He only needed a six to win. Melissa, her eyes closed now, was thrusting her hips up to meet her partner's incoming impregnator and gasping in full sexual arousal. What Craig was doing to her tits is no-one's business, while Rob was continuing to play with her pussy lips and seemingly content to massage leaking cum into her thighs and lower abdomen.

    "I'm going to fill her cunt," Gary announced to no-one in particular as he proceeded to do just that. Melissa I knew, was not used to vulgarisms like this, yet she showed no untoward reaction to his words - if anything I detected the onset of a sexy smile. Personally, hearing reference to my young wife's "cunt" was a massive turn-on, I hoped there might be more.

    Figuring that this was a good place for a Commercial break, I told them I would be back after checking on my daughter and that they could make up their own rules as they went along so far as Melissa was concerned. The look she gave me as I exited the room was priceless.

    "You heard the man," was the last thing I heard as I closed the door behind me.

     Little Danielle had barely moved, still lying on her side, no doubt dreaming of that which little girls do and blissfully unaware of her mom's (for the most part - willing) sexual degradation just two doors down the hallway. I intended it should stay that way!

     Pulling the door to, I decided now was as good a time as any to pour myself that double shot of Black Label. The others could wait till they get home I rationalised. Letting them suck and fuck my twenty-two year old wife was right neighborly enough surely? no need to go overboard and bequeath them my best Scotch too!

     On my return they were neither sucking or fucking her however! Either of her own volition or at someone's kinky behest, Melissa had pulled her skimpy black lace panties back on and was rather indelicately draped across Rob's knee right there on the edge of the bed. Her legs kicking like an embarrassed schoolgirl and with Craig and Gary enjoying a handful of jiggling breast each, 'Lissa's shapely bottom was receiving some seriously hard spanking.

    "That hurts," she whimpered as Rob's hand set her right hand ass-cheek quivering beneath the almost see-thru material. Visually, I have to say I could have gotten to like watching this on a regular basis. To be honest, I had never spanked her - even playfully. That she deserved such treatment was beyond question though - I just hoped the sound of male hand descending on sexy female backside, did not awaken my daughter. That might have been hard to explain!...."Mommy's just playing sweetheart!"

    As I entered, Rob looked up. "Don't mind us doing this to your wife do you Noel?" Right then I was actually visualising Adrienne in her own tight little panties, across my knee - and how sexy her rear-end would look, as I so indecently heated it up. I wondered what Rob might think of that little scenario. A loud cry from Melissa as one of Rob's spanks connected with her upper thigh brought me back to Earth.

    "Hey guys," I said, "Tone it down a bit would you? Don't want our small daughter waking up and asking questions thanks.

    "Let me have a turn," Gary chipped in, stepping up to the podium as it were. Rob stayed his hand and proffering Melissa's far-from sated little rear, looked on as Gary delivered the first of several quite hard spanks across both ass-cheeks. If I didn't know better, I would swear she was arching her back with pleasure whilst at the same time pressing down with her pussy on the side of his knee.

     Either way, there could be no doubting the arousal-value of her sexy little breasts, as they jiggled there in full view of an entranced audience, in response to each contacted spank. Rob and Craig in fact were availing themselves of her bra-less state, groping and fondling her nipples with reckless abandon. It wasn't a scene her father could ever have envisaged let's say, not to mention the Catholic Priest who married us.

     One could only make the comment that the evening degenerated into even grayer areas after that. Once you have defined the sexual playing-field, established the willingness and almost limitless complicity of the sole female team-member (especially at just twenty-two) the rules of the game are no longer governed by the Marquess of Queensbury.

     After the spanking session ran its course and predictably Craig insisted on delivering his six on her bare bottom, the other two delighting in the opportunity to pull her panties down once more, as her token resistance ran its course......we tied her up and acted rather badly.

     All four of us raped her - there being no other way to describe what we perpetrated upon that helpless and restrained set of curves. Melissa is only a small girl - not even five-three in bare feet and weighing-in at no more than 120 pounds, hardly in a position to repel the sexual advances of four adult males.

     Passing out with sensory overload more than once, we had her conventionally on her back, standing - while held up by two men in rotation, face-down on the quilt and of course, on all fours - that delightfully rosy little backside almost detracting from the inner dripping cavern it so zealously guarded.

     My own participation of course, I viewed as just punishment. I wanted her humiliated, used and abused - 'till death do us part' pretty much. I think she sensed this - even as Gary fucked her mercilessly in the position favored by any self-respecting Husky, 'Lissa just looked across at me with an expression clearly implying, "Is this degrading enough for you?"

     When finally the three of them left - unable to walk except in extreme discomfort one imagines, I just looked down at her cum-splattered body - red-raw sore, bruised and hand-marked as it was...and you know, inside I just felt...nothing.

    Crawling beneath the covers, I was asleep long before she returned from the shower.

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I was a few weeks from my 28^th birthday, 5’ 4” 100 pounds, no marks, no scars and no children.  My figure was solid at 34-24-36, and my natural red hair was always pulled into a ponytail, I may have had freckles but I think I looked good, so did Beth.

 

I had never played around much before marrying Ted, only one other boy.  The closest I ever came to anything with a woman before was in college when my resident advisor got drunk and walked in on me while I was showering.  She was a bit tipsy so when she tried her best to paw me over, I just pushed her away and watched her fall down.  It did leave a lasting dream of what if, and a small desire to find out.

 

Then came the sunny spring morning when Beth came to ask me to go shopping with her.  That’s who it all started for me.  We took off to the mall, chatted endlessly about out lonely existence and then we started into a boutique that sold some really sexy clothes.  That’s when Beth asked me, “What would you look like in that leather pair of shorts and the silk blouse, hum, I bet you would be hot!”

 

I giggled loudly as the saleswoman approached and urged me to try it on.  After a few minutes of my saying and the two of them saying yes, I relented and did.  I liked how it looked so well, I bought a black and red set with tank top of white silk and then the leather matching vest and boots.  The sorts of boots that come up past your knees and have big heels, and some say are for sex only.  While I was paying for them, I asked Beth, “Why don’t you pick something out like this for you.”

 

She smiled and replied, “Darling I have many sexy outfits at home like that and more.”

 

Ignoring the first warning sign, I replied, “Oh, you do?  I would love to see your wardrobe.”  Now I meant that innocently then and not one drifting part of it was sexual, I wish she had known that.

 

Slowly she smiled as we walked out of the shop and then as if she had a light go on, she said, “Why don’t you come back home with me and we can model for each other.”

 

I agreed and on our way we passed a couple of her friends, Penny who was divorced, 41, 5’ 10” 145 pounds, sort of bulky but charming with her black hair and native Indian skin tone.  Her bosoms’ were almost 40D and her small waist gave way to full hips.  She had solid brown eyes and two full lips and a twinkle in her eye for me even then.  The other woman, Dallas, we all laughed that she was 29, but looked 16.  She was my height and weight but 32A-26-34, she had small breast and big blue eyes with her wavy blonde curls.  She was cute and feisty and ever so much of a full time lesbian.  She had never been with a man and had no desire to start.  Again, I wish I had known that going in maybe it would have been different.

 

The next thing you knew we all four were streaking to Beth’s house for a model contest.  With me an innocent naïve girl who had no ideal they were looking for something more. 

 

After we got in her massive reconstructed mansion, Beth led us to her sitting room.  She served us a glass of wine each and then headed into her closet to model for us.  When she came back, I had passed my first glass and was busily working on my second.  The effects on wine on me are easy to see as I get light headed and ditsy.  I was sitting there laughing at Dallas who was winking at me occasionally and thinking what she wanted.

 

Beth walked out in red thigh high boots, leather G String and girdle and no bra.  She walked right up to me and asked, “Now is this sexy looking to you?”

 

I snickered and spouted out, “Works for me, you look really good.”

 

Beth then messaged her big boobs and said, “This is how I like these big things to look all the time.  Lifted and highlighted and edible.  Wouldn’t you agree ladies?”

 

Penny snapped out, “Oh I don’t know I think they are small compared to some of us.”

 

Dallas quipped out, “Well if we were to play the size game Penny, you win with the biggest tits, but what about the biggest longest and most sensitive nipples?  Whose is the best?”

 

Beth giggled and tugged on her nipples a second making them rise to their almost ¼ inch height and width.  Then Penny stood unsnapped her denim blouse and dropped it on the floor, as she walked towards me her sheer bra flew open and out popped two of the biggest tits I ever saw, and when she slid her thumbs around and then used them and a finger to tug out popped her nipples almost a full inch and they were almost twice that in width.  Had she of been a cow in another life, I did not know. 

 

Then Dallas came up sliding her tank top over her head and exposing her braless chest, her small breast had two peaks on the tips.  As she tugged and rubbed up came a set of nipples that rivaled Penny and were slightly longer as the two of them measured them by rubbing and holding them point to point.

 

As I sat there Beth calmly said, “Now Amber, you have to show us yours sweetheart.  We showed you ours.  Your turn dear.”

 

I had just sat the wine glass down and was already feeling its effects as I popped up from my seat and opened my cotton top and then unsnapped my bra.  I knew I was nothing compared to them, but it was unclear to me then why I did it anyway.  My boobs are not huge like Penny or saggy like Beth, and they don’t have the big nipples like Dallas but there were extremely sensitive, a fact I forgot.  As I let my bra dangle at my sides along with my open blouse, Beth moved around examining me.  Slowly Penny and Dallas moved to my sides and smiled as I sheepishly conceded, “You girls all have me beat.”

 

I felt Beth slid her hands on my shoulders and I may even have felt my blouse fall but the two others slid their hands to and around my nipples sending me into a panting quivering frenzy.  I loved that being done to me just like, and I would make Ted do it every time he wanted me.  Now suddenly two good looking women were doing it and my little motor was off and running.

 

Beth nibbled on my neck for a second and then whispered into my right ear, “Oh Amber I think you have sensitivity that we are looking for.  You are so sweet and lovely, may we pleasure you a while?”

 

Penny and Dallas were brushing the back of their thumbs up over around and every where possible on my nipples as I felt Beth slid a hand to my belly and unlock the snap on my denim shorts, as they fell all I could say was, “I never knew it could be like this.”

 

They knew I was ready for their advances and slowly as my silky pink thong was pushed down, Beth slid her hands to my hips as Dallas kissed my left nipple.  Penny had begun to caress my tummy with her free hand as she took my now erect nipple between her fingers and teased it easily at first and then a bit taunt later.  I panted loudly for all to hear as Dallas nibbled on my breast tightly.

 

Beth slid one hand along my left hip and the other began to caress me just above my shaven clit.  The top of her nail would playfully touch me on each stroke as she whispered to me. “May I kiss you darling?”

 

I turned to find her sweet lips at mine and as we kissed slightly I felt a surge of liquid fall from me.  It was a sign of my heated condition and when our tongues met I think the flow increased by three fold.  Suddenly I felt a tingly that surpassed my best sexual encounter with Ted ever, and as it built my legs quivered and my body tingled even more. 

 

Dallas began to caress my left thigh slowly and she did my legs were opened.  I think I did it by myself but they could have because at that moment anyone could have taken advantage of me.  As Penny messaged my tummy until her hand overlapped Beth, I felt myself being drained of any of objections to this and when a finger slid along my inner lips of my fold, I began to hit a climax that had no equal to that point.

 

I was screaming in my mind and cooing between kisses as my body trembled.  When Beth began to move to the floor, the others followed along without missing a beat.  My orgasm lasted for a very long time and with me now helpless on the floor my legs opened wide and Penny slid her mouth to kiss me as Beth replaced her lips with her nipple.  I took the first taste of another breast with great pleasure and began to work hers over as she took hold of my right nipple and teased it while Dallas gnawed on the other.  That’s when they each guided one of my hands between their legs.  I felt my fingers easily slide into each hot juicy pussy and as they did both women cooed.  Then as I felt Penny devour me deeply I began to sigh and cry out for more. 

 

My passionate response to their teasing of my body quickly brought about a climax for both Dallas and Beth.  Of course my fingers and their hunching of them had to help a bit.  Penny seemed mad and wild as she began to lick me deeply and then her tongue found my asshole as it entered her finger went in my pussy and I went to highest climax ever.

 

Penny moved off me and let Dallas move in and she started with her small mouth doing things I can’t describe.  I felt like my juices were sucked from my body and then my inside was licked clean and as Penny inserted my fingers in her pussy I pulled Beth in a way that told her I wanted to taste my first pussy.  My hand inside her tugged and she obliged and her boobs gave way to a shaven wet creamy pussy.  She seated herself upon my face and ground over my mouth which now had begun to mimic Dallas a bit.  Soon as Penny sucked one nipple then the other I felt her juices squirt on my hand as she moaned for me and then Beth cried out in ecstasy as ate her through an intense orgasm.

 

I may have passed out after that, I don’t remember.  All I knew is that the next morning I woke up naked, on the pool table in her basement with Dallas beside me.  She was sucking my right nipple as I struggled to open my heavy weary eyes.  I looked at her and she knew what she was doing.  I had no refusal in mind, but I did have questions, but as she gnawed me perfectly they gave way to desires.  Soon I had Dallas eating me while I ate her.  She had a small patch of hair above her clit that brushed my chin sometimes as I lapped her juicy pussy lips.  When we came almost at the same exact instance, I felt like I had died and been reborn.

 

We finished in a passionate kiss that ended with me having an intense orgasm and then she took me to Beth and Penny.

 

Now it was easy for me to see what I had done, but oddly enough I felt no guilt for it.  Instead I felt desires and lust and maybe even love for them all.

 

Beth greeted me with a warm wet kiss and hug and so did Penny, then we were led into the dinning room and still naked I ate my breakfast.  Afterwards, Penny led me to a bath and began to take control of me from that point on.

 

She bathed me with her hands and teased my nipples so gently and softly that I reclined in her embrace and gave myself to her.  We kissed and it was so wonderful that I began to cream and tingle from it as well as her touch.  When she slid me up to caress my pussy, I found myself falling for her.  She had something magical about her, they all did but Penny had me inside my heart and that was special.  She was kissing me sweetly as I she asked me, “Mandy, would you consider being my lover for more than an occasional tryst?”

 

I was so lost in her at that moment that I replied, “Yes, I would.”

 

She bathed me with her hands, and then her mouth and then she held me over the old cast iron tub and ate me until I whimpered, “I’m yours lover,  I am yours.”

 

We did not dress, instead we walked naked out of Beth’s house and down the back wooded path to my home.  Carrying only clutch and house key I allowed her to walk me proudly as her lover.  When we entered my home, the clock was showing noon. 

 

All I will say is that before one I was enslaved to her, and before three; I had agreed to be branded with her name on my ass and tattooed on my breast, each one.   She dressed me in a provocative short outfit and then slit the sides past my hips with a knife.  Then she took me to my car, and had me drive to a small run down building on the outskirts of town.  She was naked the entire ride, something she loved to do more than anything.  When we walked in the back door of the place I could see it was a tattoo parlor, which happened to be run by her ex.  She handed me over to him and it was sort of like look at me this is what I have now, and you can’t have me anymore.  He was smelly and stank of beer as he slapped me over a crude padded bench and strapped me at the wait and wrist and ankles and then he pulled up the side of my outfit and asked her, “What do you want on this one?”

 

She smiled and said, “My brand.”

 

I thought she meant some written symbol, but when he pulled a fiery orange metal pole from the back of the room and walked towards me I panicked.  He slapped it on me before I could say a word.  It burned like hell as she moved to my face and kissed me and as she did he began to finger my pussy which made her hot.  She cooed, “Oh does Mandy like that strange finger in her tiny twat?”

 

I was smarting from the burning flesh as I nodded no, and added, “No please.  That hurt, I thought…”

 

Penny snapped quickly with, "Don’t think until I tell you to.  Enjoy the pain and the pleasure with it.  Now Bruno, fuck my lover good.”

 

I felt his fat cock lumber inside me and as he stretched my short outfit apart to gain access it began to tear even more.  Then his cock went inside me and up the wall I went.  It was fat and as it grew it was nearly twice the size of Ted, who was almost six inches.  It bucked me hard and deep and when he finished I began to cry.

 

Then he released me long enough to strip me and flip on my back, and looking at Penny he said, “You want your name in red on both to be easily seen I suppose?”

 

She smiled and teased my nipples for a second as she replied, “oh yes, fully visible to the world.”

 

Then he began to tattoo her name on my breast.  I was already rethinking this whole thing but it was too late and I knew it.  Her name on my ass, and now my breast meant Ted and I were finished.  I was really wondering if I saw love or desire in her eyes as she knelt between my legs and began to eat my pussy and his now dripping cream from me. 

 

As I started to get hot from her mouth on my pussy, I began to forgo thinking about the bad part as the man began to fondle my nipples while he worked.  After the first was completely done, I came.  While he was working the second one I was being eaten by her so well that I began to build again.  That’s when he slid his cock out and to my lips, prompting Penny to gnaw on my twat harshly until she said I could.  Then it slid in my mouth just as he finished the second one.

 

The next thing I knew was he was pulling off my mouth and she was seating herself on my face as he went back between my legs.  The pair of them fucked me wildly and both were beating me senseless with their body’s more than making love.  I was being face slapped by her and my pussy spanked and prodded more than fucked.  When he came she continued and then she came on me many minutes later.  A rushing hot bath of her juices and my first exposure to a squirting cunt.

 

Then I was redressed in what was left of my outfit and walked outside to the car.  My ass was sore and as the night fell and the dark alley hid us, she pushed me over the car hood and spanked my brand with her bare hand making it even more painful.  Then she shoved me in the passenger’s seat and down the road we went. 

 

We had passed several other cars but no one seemed to notice her naked body.  Then as we pulled into the garage of my house, she stripped me and walked me inside.  She bathed me hot salty water and made my aching butt and swollen pussy send throbbing pains throughout my body.  Then I noticed she took delight in it and I asked, “Penny what happened to the sensitive caring lover that won me over this morning and yesterday?”

 

She smiled as she replied, “Oh her, she’s around be good and she will come back tomorrow or the next day.  It’s my turn now.”

 

“What do you mean your turn?  Do you have multiple personalities?”  I asked in shock and panic.

 

She laughed aloud and slapped my face as she said, “I am many women, hot, whore, bitch, master, lesbian, mother and most of a devil in heat.”

 

She pulled me to her lips and kissed me and then shoved back in the water and as I asked, “What do you intend to do with me Penny?  Do you really want to keep me?”

 

“Oh yes Mandy darling, I want you badly.  I marked you with my name as I have only one other before.  Had she not been such a bitch, I would never have left her,” coldly and evilly she said.

 

Then as I sank back into my tub I sighed, “What must I do to please you?”

 

She smiled devilishly grinning and said, “Whatever I wish.”  Then she extracted me from the tub and walked me to the bedroom and there she made me kneel and kiss her from the feet to head back to front ten times before she allowed me to feel any pleasure.

 

What had started out as a seduction was quickly turning into a nightmare of abuse and I could see no end.  I had been sweetly suckered into her web and now I could sense she was about to expose me to the real side of her, the one that I had yet to see.

 

She made me eat her pussy and started to sense that I was unhappy and she ignored it.  She would at times yank my hair until I put feeling into my adoring of her pussy.  She made me drink her juices each time she came and it was well after two when she decided we need to go for a ride.

 

I was so tired I almost fell asleep in the passengers seat as she drove us both naked down the country lane.  The stars were out bright and through my moon roof I could see them twinkle.  I paid little attention to where we were headed until I heard the brake shriek and the car come to a sudden dead stop.

 

Then I looked around me and saw a dark old run down house.  The outside was rotten and the porch creaked as we walked on it.  When the door opened I was flung in head first.  The thrust sent me sprawling on the dirty wooden floor and slamming into a pile of rubble.  Then as she entered in, I turned onto my back to see her shadowy figure walk over and squat on my face.  She began to ride it unlike ever before.  She ground her cunt on my mouth and as it was erotic something began to happen to me.  I began to enjoy this weird eerie place and I started fully lapping her thrust.  She was building to a massive climax and as it doused me in her juices I heard the buzzer of her wrist watch sound three in the morning.

 

What happened next is something will never forget, it was the most intense life and death and sexual encounter you could ever imagine.  If you want to know more, you will have to read the next chapter.

She is 1.69, with long brown hair, flat stomach and brown eyes that twinkle. I am 1.75 tall, with longish brown hair, slightly curly, blue/green eyes, and an athletic body. Camilla is in seventh grade, with curly black hair that reaches down to her shoulders and Sophie is a junior with black hair as well and with eyes that seem to be x-raying everything she looks at.  Going back to the story, I nodded to Roberta when she said hello in a soft voice. Something about her eyes made me glance at her again when she went to her seat, in the row behind me. Soon, Camilla arrived, panting, and smiled at me in hello. Again, I nodded, and returned the smile. Of the three sisters, she was the lighthearted one, who is always up for a joke. She went and sat next to her sister, and they started whispering, and it seemed to be something important. I simply went back to my book, resting on my knees, and continued reading. A few seconds later, Sophie climbed up into the bus, as the bell rang and the buses turned on their engines. Sophie was the stoic one, and I was surprised to see her eyes glistening.

She went and sat on the other side of the bus, but on the same row as her sisters. This time I pretended to go back to my book, since this conversation seemed to be interesting. Being a musician, a drummer no less, I had tuned my eras to pick up any sound, since it can be a problem to hear the bass drum when making a drum cover. It turns out that their old man had had a heart attack a couple of minutes ago, and their mother had taken him to the hospital. Sophie, being the oldest, had received the instruction to crash at someone's house. I wondered why Camilla seemed so bright when she arrived, something I would learn later. Roberta and her family lived a street away from me, so when they started asking other people about them staying at their house, I offered. I was the oldest one there on the bus, at fifteen, and the closest one to their house. I put forth my arguments, and they accepted. By now, Camilla was on the verge of tears, Sophie too, and Roberta was the only one who was taking things with relative calmness.

 I was a good cook, and my parents weren't at home. I smiled to myself, wondering what would happen. Being a fifteen year old, you have to forgive my dirty mind. I didn’t ask them what had happened, knowing that they would explain later. When we got to my place, I jumped off the top step of the bus and helped them down, just out of being courteous, and then opened my door. Once inside, I told them to make themselves at home, while I cooked. Camilla dropped her pack on the floor, and burst out in tears. So did Sophie. They went and sat on the couch, hugging each other. Roberta insisted on helping me make lunch, so I let her.

We walked into the kitchen, and I pulled out the ingredients to make pasta and tuna in white sauce. I filled the pan with water, and just then I heard a clatter. I turned around, and saw that Roberta had dropped a white corning wear, where the white sauce was going to go. She her self was leaning against the fridge, struggling to keep the tears in check. I turned her around and hugged her. She hugged me back, and I simply got hard when she pressed her breasts against me, and started crying. 

"How bad is it?" I asked.

“I don't know. Damn it, I don't know!" She whispered in my ear, her voice thick.  

I pulled slightly away from her, and kissed her cheek, near her mouth. She hiccupped, and laid her head against my chest. I couldn't help flexing my chest muscles as she did so. I am the scrum half on my schools rugby team, and I did loads of exercise, so my body felt like chiseled stone most times.   

I leaned over Roberta's shoulder and picked up the phone "What's your mom's cell phone" I asked. She took the phone from me and dialed quickly. I turned and set about boiling the pasta up and frying the flour for the white sauce. I heard Roberta ask a few questions, and give a sigh of relief. She hung up, and yelled into the living room, “Dads ok! He will be home in a few days!" She came back and pulled me around. She tilted her chin up and kissed me softly on my lips.

"Thank you so much for all you are doing" She said softly, and hugged me again.  

I was surprised, and felt good. Suddenly I became aware of the sauce burning. I quickly went to the stove and added the tuna fish, then mixed it up. 

"Lunch girls!" I yelled through the door. Sophie walked in a couple of seconds later. That was when I noticed she had taken her trench coat off, and was wearing a mini skirt and a tank top.

"Camilla is in the bathroom, washing her hands." Sophie said, as she took her seat.

Just then Roberta asked, "Chris, where are your parents, are you all alone?"

I almost smiled with the implications of 'are you all alone' "Yeah, my sister is with her boyfriend the weekend, the other one at my grandparents house the weekend doing her thesis, and my parents had to go to a wedding for the week."  

Just then Camilla walked in, and I served lunch. We ate in silence, until Sophie asked quietly, "So is anyone going to be at the house tonight, Rob?"

Roberta shook her head, indicating no.

Sophie spoke up again, "Chris, would it be all right if we stay here the night. We aren’t really used to being at home alone."

Camilla shuddered and Roberta nodded.  

I looked at each girl in turn, wondering. "Sure, I don't see why not?"   

To cut it short, they were very grateful, and later on I ran to their house to pick up the clothes they wanted. I came back, and, Camilla was going through my video games, looking for one she would find halfway decent. She then inserted Lego Star wars into my Xbox, bending over from the hips, and giving me a look at her ass. I snapped my attention away as Sophie walked in, asking where they could sleep.   

I sat down and thought, then said, "We have to guest beds, so two of you could sleep there, and then another girl would sleep in my bed and I sleep in my parents bed, how is that"

"Sure, that would work." Sophie said.

It was decided that Roberta would sleep there, and the other two girls in the guest beds. When I showed Sophie to the guest rooms, she locked herself up there to have a shower. I took Roberta to my room to show her around. She was very impressed with my drum set, and asked me to play later. I agreed, and just then I heard a scream from the guest room. Being a runner, and a boy scout as well, I reacted faster than Roberta and tore through the house until I got to the guest room. I quickly broke down the door, breaking the lock. I ran into the bathroom to see a sight I would never forget. The first thing I saw was Sophie, naked, standing on the toilet. She had 36 B breasts, I think, and a quite a black bush on her pussy. The next thing I saw was a GIANT scorpion. It was brown, and I was surprised. It was the first brown I had ever seen. Just then Roberta came in running, and Camilla not far behind.   

 I am the kind of guy who knows how to do a lot, since I enjoy risking my life a lot. I knew how to trap insects, so I shot my hand out and grabbed up the scorpion by the tail, right under the poison thing. It hung there, trying to reach my fingers. I gave it a good, short shake and it fell still. I tossed it out the window, and meanwhile I grabbed a towel and offered it to Sophie. She accepted it, and got down and did something that surprised me. Instead of wrapping up the towel to hide herself, she hugged me and started crying. By this time, Roberta had left, being scared of things with more than four legs and so had Camilla, who did not want to miss her game. I guess they left once they realized Sophie was safe. Sophie then pressed her lips against mine.   

What the hell was wrong with them what did they have for kissing me Just then Sophie put the towel on, and asked whether she could bathe in my bathroom. I said sure, why not after that, I walked over to the family room to watch Camilla playing Xbox.   

Later on, Sophie appeared, bathed and refreshed, in one of those really short jean shorts, and in one of those spaghetti strap t-shirts that don’t cover the stomach, I did a double take, but then forced my eyes away from her. Camilla stood up, and asked whether she could bathe in my bathroom as well. I said yes, trying not to think of a dream I had last night, where she had shoved a bottle up her pussy. Roberta seemed to be doing homework in my room, so I didn't hear of her till later. I put on Love Actually and Sophie and I settled down to watch it. I put my arm around her, trying not to look at her breasts. Then I noticed that she didn’t have a bra on, and her nipples where sticking straight out. Sophie caught my look, and I turned away quickly.  

"What where you looking at" she asked, teasing. 

"Nothing, the TV." I responded, nervously.   

"Are you sure you weren't looking at these" She asked, rubbing her breasts.  

The act made me lose it.

"Yes" I said, and immediately kicked myself.

Just then, Sophie turned over and straddled me, grabbed my face and kissed me. It was one of those kisses that take your breath away, with our tongues playing, my hands going down her body to grab her ass. What an ass! I kissed her neck, and she moved away. She took her top off, and then pressed against me again. We where sitting there, my face between her breasts when I heard Roberta calling from my room.

I pushed Sophie away from me, trying to breath as I yelled back, "Coming"

Sophie whispered in my ear, "You will be, later." With that she got off me, putting her top on again.   

I just lay there with Mike towering over me – just fucking me – I don’t think he was enjoying it and I certainly wasn’t. He just rammed his cock in and out I felt trying to make himself cum. I would have to ask Sue later what he was like with her. As he rammed it up me his cock was not as long or thick as Davids and it didn’t feel as good – possibly because my cunt was still getting over being fucked by David, it felt good and I thought my cunt was a bit sore from being stretched and fucked by Davids beautiful big cock and Mikes cock didn’t have the same sensation as Davids did and he wasn’t rubbing my clit with it like David did.

When he came he just grunted a few times and just kept fucking me until he had all the cum out. He couldn’t have cared less if I was close to cumming or wanted to cum at all. My cunt was just meat to fuck. I was nothing more than a cum bucket for him – I am so glad he had a condom on and I didn’t have his cum in me. After Mike came he just got out of me, slipped the condom off and put it in my hand and went back to the other room and had a shower. He had finished with me and that was that. I felt used and abused.

After a few minutes David came back to me and held me and hugged me and said I am sorry – I didn’t know he was going to do that. I said don’t worry he wasn’t anywhere near as nice or as good as you – “Prince Valliant.”  
David and I hugged each other – he towered over me but I have never enjoyed being hugged by a man – and a naked one ever before. My head only came to his chest. He was wonderful and I wanted to tell him I loved him, but I knew that would not be appreciated. He obviously enjoyed fucking me and that’s what I was there for, but he was far nicer than Mike was and gentle with me.

I had a shower with him and we had fun playing with each other as he soaped up my cunt and rubbed it for me and I did the same with his cock and balls. Then he towelled me off but he wanted to dry himself so I got dressed. I would have loved to have fucked him again but Sue and Mike were already dressed and waiting for us.

When we got into the car David and I cuddled on the back seat and Mike and Sue sat in the front and didn’t talk. When we got back to the milk bar I kissed David passionately and whispered in his ear - I loved every moment with you – then he gave me an envelope and I hopped out.

I never saw Mike give Sue anything – but I learned later he gave it to her at the motel.

Sue got $200.When I opened the envelope when I got home there was $500 and a note saying how much he enjoyed being with me and a mobile phone number. I didn’t tell Sue how much he gave me.

A few days later Sue and I were in the milk bar and I saw David walk past. I ran out. He said he wanted to see me again – would I.I said yes but I will ring you and he told me the best time to ring.

I smiled and said any time he wanted me I was available. Sue said he must have been looking for me.

rang him and said it would have to be few days time as I had my periods but I really wanted us to. He called me Princess again - and said anything I wanted  – I said I only wanted him. He said nothing. 

We met a few nights later – I waited until I was right over my period as I thought he might want to suck my cunt again and I wanted it to be clean. We couldn’t wait till we got to the motel – it was in the next town – we did it in the car we were both so randy and in need of each other. Somewhere there is a condom full of his cum on the road.

Once we got tot the motel we were just like lovers – kissing and feeling and fucking and sucking each other. While we were having sex I told him I loved him and he told me he loved me too. I didn’t think for one moment he did – it was like me - we loved being together fucking but there was no way we could be anything but fucking lovers. After that night I went with David many, many more times and he was my Knight in latex (condom) - my Prince Valliant, and I was his naked Princess. We always referred to each other like that and never by name. Every time was great and as good as the first time and the time after that as well. We were really getting very friendly and he told me every that time as he was cumming in me he loved me. I never got sore again after the first time – and I was really sore inside then for two days – his huge cock had bruised and stretched me a lot.
Sue didn’t have the same experience but Mikes cock wasn’t as big as Davids.

He gave me $500 every time we had sex – and we did everything we had done before – fucking and sucking each other and we were together often over four hours. I absolutely adored him and how he treated me. I soon got to enjoy kissing him as much as I did fucking him.

I worried at times when he held me and comforted me that he may have done the same thing to his daughters and thought about me at the same time. It was the way he held me and treated me – I knew he would never have done that if he didn’t really, really like me.

The problems started when he wanted to see me more and more frequently. We were meeting every week and a few times we did it twice in the week, we were doing it in his car as well.  I had told him I didn’t want money – I would do it for love but he gave me $200 each time. He said that way it was a business proposition and he felt much better if he did. I didn’t want it to end so I took it and said I would do anything he asked of me.  Even Sue said I should stop seeing him – if we got caught it would ruin him. Also the guy who owned the Motel also told him he would prefer we go somewhere else. David said he obviously had seen me and was worried about the fact I was so young. Then he asked me to stay overnight with him. I said I would and arranged for Sue to cover for me and say I was sleeping over at her place. We went to another town and got a motel there and stayed inside all the time and got food bought in. I never got dressed for two days, we were naked the whole time and I could not count the number of times we fucked and sucked each other off. David had worked out my period cycle and said I would be safe for about 10 days during which time we had the weekend together. I trusted him and let him cum inside me without a condom in me and fortunately I never fell pregnant – but I did worry for a while until my period arrived. I have never seen so much cum – I was always washing it out of my cunt or letting it run down my legs. David even sucked it out of me a few times when he gave me oral. I couldn’t believe it the first time he did it but he didn’t seem to mind and I liked him sucking my cunt any way he liked.
I believe I could have filled coke bottle with the cum I just sucked out of his cock. I absolutely adored sucking him and drinking his cum.

Sue didn’t see Mike after our first night – something happened and he didn’t want her or me again. I asked David if he would like to fuck Sue and he said no – he only wanted me, and he had me as often as he wanted – I could not say no to him.

I was really loving doing what we did together and I realised I was beginning to rely on him and while it was crazy – I believed I was falling in love with him. We were having sex for the love of it now . I wanted us to be together more and more – and I knew that was wrong. I was never happier than when we were in bed and enjoying something sexual together – we had done a lot together and he had taught me so much about having and enjoying sex in so many different ways, and having a lot of fun doing it. He himself said he had never had so much fun with his clothes off ever – I wondered about what he did with his wife as we never mentioned her after our first time together.

I decided it had to end – as much as I didn’t want it to. I loved being fucked by him and I started to think about us together more and more and he wanted us to fuck more often. We were finding it harder and harder to end each time we got together. We had started to tell each other how much we loved each other during sex. Both of us knew it was wrong but it was nice being told you were loved during sex. Two or three times after we had showered and got ready to go home – we couldn’t and did it again before we left.

Then one night I told him it had to end. I was beginning to feel like I wanted him to give me a baby – I was that much in love with him – or more precisely – his cock -  and the sex we had together and that was wrong – even at 15. (I had a birthday after we started fucking.)

That night we both fucked and cried the whole night while we fucked each other. Neither of us wanted it to end and we couldn’t make up our minds what the last thing we should do together should be. I asked him to fuck me without a condom for the last time – if I got pregnant then I would worry about it then –  I promised I would tell him and we would take it from there – but in my mind an abortion had to be the answer, but I never told him that. Fortunately I never had that decision to make.

I will never forget that man – I was really in love with a man who had a wife and two daughters, one my age, and loved and fucked me with the most wonderful penis I have ever experienced.  I was his truly, truly Princess.  I had taken money for sex from him and that was the only excuse I could make up to convince myself I couldn’t love him if he gave me money for sex. The fact I adored him and his cock was my biggest problem.
I cried for a week after it ended and my mother could not- and would not ever find out why.

Since then I have had quite a few men but none have ever been as memorable as David - my knight with his cock in a silver condom. Sex became an addiction for both Sue and I and we continued until we realised what we had gotten ourselves into – allowing ourselves to be picked up in bars for sex and money. We had a couple of scary nights and a few slaps because we both refused to do anal sex. We were finding some men behaved like animals and we were just their meat or cum buckets. We were fucked, paid and forgotten. Sue and I both said we would have to stop – but we just couldn’t do it – we both loved the thrill and the fun of being fucked. We even got to the stage we didn’t even think about who was doing it to us – we just wanted to cum or suck them off and get the money and go.

After a while we realised how slutty we were becoming and met with Loretta who said there are better ways. We became a lot more selective and Loretta the prostitute who now has her own escort agency is providing us with some men occasionally, even though we are still too young for legal sex. I have not spent more than $100 of the money I have been paid for sex and believe it or not I have a big five figure bank balance now. My mother would die if she ever knew what I was doing and how much money I had made from fucking and sucking mens cocks.
When I

 can - and I am old enough to go on my own - first class - I want to travel the world and meet and provide comfort to older men – not for love - but for money and life style – why not – its there for the taking. I am taking modelling lessons – not to model but to know how to impress men. Since Sue and I started we have had so much experience and now we can be very selective and only go with men who have money and know how to treat us as women  even though we are so very much younger. It is funny because if we date boys our own age we cannot believe how immature they are and hopeless fuckers.

I hope you have enjoyed my story –.

This is the final episode.