Song ends, he pulls me close, closer still...

Is it a kiss he wants, a kiss he think he needs?

But I pull back, walk away backwards, shaking my head and waving goodbye.

Blow him a kiss and turn on a heel.

Back to my table and to smile for real...

Thinking of home where my man is waiting to show me who's boss. 

I work irregular shifts as a driver and managed to finish early one Friday lunchtime. Fancying a couple of hours kip before the kids got home, I was a bit surprised to see Jill's car already parked outside as she was meant to be at work.

Thinking she may be ill, I let myself in quietly, and as I went in I could hear sounds coming from conservatory at the back of the house. It was obvious from the giggles and gasps that Jill was engaged in some heavy petting - the randy little bitch!

So with a mixture of eager anticipation and pure lust, I crept upstairs to my bedroom which overlooks the conservatory.Although the curtains were drawn, I knew that by pulling up a chair to the window, I would be able to spy through the gap at the goings on below.

The sight that met my eyes was incredible. Jill was stark naked   apart from her Jimmy Choo stilettoes and her Gucci watch (always such a classy bitch!) and was in the process of undressing Carl, one of the younger lads from the football team. Now I knew that Jill, like most of the women i knew fancied Carl, and that she'd probably heard the stories that abound at the club of his way with women and the size of his equipment. Even slack in the club showers, his penis hangs impressively halfway down his thigh and a couple of the barmaids at the club he has slept with have often enthused about his tackle and his prowess in the sack. And here was my normally demure sister in law about to discover it for herself!

I'd have to grudgingly admit he is a handsome devil and Jill clearly thought so as she kissed his bare chest tracing a line across his navel as he stood in just his boxer shorts.I was breathless with excitement as she was telling him how she had fancied him she first laid eyes on him and how she was longing to suck on his prick. I had never seen Jill like this before - so openly craving attention from a man and literally begging to be fucked.Then slowly, she peeled his boxers down, which made us both gasp in wonder. The cock that I had seen flaccid so often in the showers was now marvellously erect, - I had never witnessed anything remotely like it and judging by the look of rapture on Jill's face, neither had she. She managed an "oh my God you're huge" before taking the end between her lips and slurping greedily on it like a child on a popsicle.Meanwhile, she ran her long manicured fingers along his swollen ball sack which made Carl groan with pleasure as her other hand worked his gigantic cock. I had never seen anything as  sexy and was on the verge of coming already. Carl, however, was in full control of the situation pulling Jill towards him as he began to expertly fuck her mouth with deep, languid strokes.

Suddenly she pulled away and was begging him to put his dick inside her. He needed no further prompting as he made her bend over the cane sofa as he slowly entered her from behind. I watched in awe as he reached round to diddle her clit which sent her into an orgasmic frenzy - her legs were buckling as she screamed under the intensity of the sensations she was experiencing. What an incredible sight, my wife's sexy posh sister being boned by the local stud. Having already brought Jill to orgasm, he then reached round to cup those gorgeous dangling boobs that I had fantasised over for years whilst he slowed down so that Jill could feel every inch of his mighty tool as it thrust in and out.

i envied the effect Carl was having on Jill - to be able to reduce my normally composed sister in law to a sex crazed wildcat was nothing short of incredible. Jill climbed astride him rocking her hips on his as she cried out - "fuck me harder you bastard you make me come again" and at this, Carl speeded up, thrusting mercilessly and pulling hard on Jill's pony tail until she started to shout out "uh uh fuck me hard you sexy fucker " as she begged him to fill her cunt with his hot cum. That was too much for me too as I came watching this stud fill Jill to the hilt and reduce her to the status of a sex crazed whore.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Carl gasped that he couldn't hold on any longer.This sent Jill into an absolute frenzy as she thrashed around, writhing on his massive penis as she sought to milk every last drop of his hot semen into her greedy cunt.

He came with a primeval groan, his body shaking with spasm after spasm as he shot his spunk inside her. not that Jill seemed to notice; she was too lost in her own orgasm howling obscenities as she came repeatedly. They both collapsed on the floor, satisfied and thoroughly spent.

As for me, i never told my wife, Jill or Carl what i had witnessed that summer afternoon, but now when the barmaids tease the rest of us players about Carl's magnificent weapon and endless stamina, I know exactly what they mean.

Two guys (early 20's) pulled up beside us and being distracted with my hand on her pussy I didn't notice them until they were right beside me. They were moving at a fast clip when they passed us but the guy in the passenger seat looked over and I knew he seen my wife laying back with her legs spread and her blouse hanging open. I told her I thought the two guys in that truck had seen her but she didn't care and in fact said, "I wish they would slow down and have another look, if they do I'll give them a good look." This really made me hard. The speed limit was 110 but I was going about 100 and stayed in the slow lane.

After they passed us I could see the passenger taking to the driver and my wife had just finished saying that when I could see that we were gaining on them as they were slowing down. I had the car on cruise so we slowly came up on then and I told her that I thought she might have just got her wish. She looked up to see us catching up to them again so I got her to finish undoing the blouse and even got her to slid the bra straps down before we came up beside them. Just before we were coming up on them I tilted my seat back so they could get a better view. They sure as hell weren’t shy about looking. I could see the drive lean ahead to get a better look. My wife shifted to let her skirt ride up her thighs to where you could see her bare flesh above her nylons - christ she looked sexy. The boys adjusted their speed to stay beside us for what was probably a couple of minutes. I looked over and gave them a smile and a thumbs up. I then reached over and pulled her bra down off her breasts so they could see her in all her glory. As cars were now catching up to us they pulled ahead and over into our lane. I sat my seat back up so we didn't disturb anyone as they looked like family cars coming.

As soon as all the cars past we were the coast was clear again. I asked my wife if she was just going to be a cock tease or ...? She said that if I could find a place and they were willing she would give them all they wanted. The boys in the truck dropped back and came up beside us again. I motioned for them to pull over someplace. They sped up and pulled ahead again and about 3 or 4 minutes down the road they were pulled over at a roadside turnout. I pulled in behind them and stopped and rolled both our windows down.

The two guys came up to us on her side of the car and started talking to Cheryl. They told her they sure appreciated the view. She just smiled and said thanks but is all you want to do is look? The guy who was the passenger (later found out his name was Dave) just leaned down reached in and took her right breast in his one hand and ran his other hand up her leg and rubbed her pussy. Cheryl spread her legs wider to let him get his hand in her panties. He very quick inserted two fingers in her and as horny as she now was started coming on his hand. I asked them if they wanted more of this action. They were all for it but we couldn't do this on a main highway. I asked them if they were from around here and do they know of a secluded place we could go to? They said in union "follow us." About a mile or so down the highways they turned off on a dirt road that led to a farmers hay field that was surrounded by bush. They turned into an approach and parked by some bush where you couldn’t be seen from the road.

I parked beside them and went around and helped Cheryl out of the car. The two guys immediately came over to her and had their hands all over. One stood behind her and put his arms around her and had one tit in each hand mauling her. The other stood in front and had her skirt pulled up his hands down her panties and again was fingering her. I took the liberty of undoing the side snap on her skirt and Dave moved his hands and let it drop to the ground. They moved her over to the back of the truck and let the back gate down. As Jerry (the driver's name I now knew) lifted her on to the gate Dave slid her panties off. By now she had also lost her blouse and bra and they were also lying on the ground.

I just stood back and watched with my cock now out and was stroking as Jerry cradled her in his crotch still hold her boobs and her legs right at the edge of the truck bed and Dave, who now had his pants around his feet and his cock out (I'm guessing 7.5" and thick) just moved in-between her legs and shoved it in. She was so wet that it went in easily and then the fucking began. Dave fucked her hard and steady for about ten minutes before her started to cum in her. As he started to cum she wrapped her legs around him and pulled him in as far as she could. She took a big, big load I could tell. As soon as Dave pulled out Jerry was there waiting. Again he just rammed it in (another good size - maybe bigger than Dave) and started fucking her. He too took about ten or so minutes of hard fucking (these farm boys didn't fuck around) when I could see him start to tense up and soon he was cumin in her.

It was only once each as we had to get going. But I'll never forget the sight of my wife lying there with garter belt and nylons (which were wrecked when they were done with her) and her legs spread wide taking a fucking like that. It was beautiful. The rest of the ride home she slept like well-fucked woman should.

P.S. I went off at least twice watching.Â

lenrbnsn@yahoo.ca

I was about done with the job when I saw her by the pool in that thong and the barley there top I couldn’t take it any more . I told her I forgot some material and I would be back. It was only an excuse to go and rub one out before I exploded. When I returned a couple of hours later I found her crying in the living room. I asked her what was wrong and she told me that John was going out of town and his assistant was going to accompany him , she also said that she knew he was fucking her. I tried to cheer her up. When she said the only thing that would make her feel better is to fuck someone he felt was beneath him. I was a loss for words. Before I knew it she was kissing me and rubbing on my dick. I told her I could not sleep with client and married one at that. As she said something I didn’t really hear because she was taking off her top to reveal a great pair of bolt on tits. I didn’t really care who she was any more. I started sucking on her nipples as my hands worked their way down to pussy, rubbing her pussy I became frustrated by the material of her thong so I tore them off. Revealing a clean shaven pussy , now I normally prefer a little hair there but that cunt looked perfect with out hair I couldn’t wait to dive into that. She started undressing me and commented on my abs. Doing Manuel labor keeps me in pretty good shape as well as a couple hours in the gym. Taking off my pants she was surprised that I was commando. I couldn’t wait any longer I pushed her onto her back and attacked her pussy. She had the best tasting pussy I ever had. When I started teasing her clit she went nuts her legs clamped around my head. As I was going to town on her the pressure was increasing to the point I thought Mellon was going to pop like a balloon. When she finally came it was like a waterfall. I have heard of women who squirt when they came but never experienced that. As she loosened her grip on my head I couldn’t wait to fuck her for all I was worth, when I noticed someone sitting in chair watching from the dining room. This scared the shit out of me when John got up said that I could not stop before I finished since I had started. This confused me e a bit. He said that he wanted me fuck his wife while he watched. This was a little weird and I was trying to think of a way out of this , when I realized Lisa was sucking my cock. I soon forgot about John and started concentrating on the blow job Lisa started to give me. Lisa was not that skilled in the art of the blow job, but she had potential.

John was a little anxious to have me fuck his wife. I turned to john and told him I would only fuck Lisa if I could do to her what ever I wanted. John looked puzzled but Lisa quickly agreed to my terms. I threw her down on the couch and flipped her over and slammed my cock in her pussy. I was surprised on the tightness of her pussy when I first penetrated her. As I started sliding in and out I was determined to shove my dick so far in her it would come out of mouth. Lisa was squirming around a lot as I fucked her as hard as I could then I told her to ride my cock like the whore she was. As we switched positions I noticed john had his cock out and was slowly stoking it. He was a bit longer than me but a lot skinner than me. As Lisa slid her overheated cunt onto my dick I grabbed her hair pulling it hard as she started fucking me, this seemed to get her more turned on than before. As I was ramming my cock into that gorgeous pussy of hers trying to make that thing so ugly her husband would never want it again. She started to climax I spit in her face and started calling her a dirty fucking slut and slapping her ass at the same time, her pussy clamped so tight on my dick I thought it was going to break off. I looked at john who was now furiously stroking his toothpick he called a dick, I said it was time to treat his wife like the nasty whore she was.

I guess he saw the look in my eyes and started to protest. I didn’t care it was to late as I removed Lisa from my cock and bent her over a chair. I spit on her ass hole and looked john in the eye as I started to push my dick in ass. When I felt her ass to start to open I thrust my cock all the way in. Lisa let out a scream that could have awoken the dead and tried to move away, but I had a firm grip on her hips. She plead with me to take it easy because this was her first anal experience. I told her to shut up this is how a ,man with a real dick fucked a whore like her. As I was sliding my cock in and out of that tight little ass she began to relax and enjoy herself. John had the look of horror on his face as his loving wife was getting fucked in the ass by another man. She was moaning and begging me fuck her harder. When she started to climax again it was all I could take. I pulled my cock out of her and shoved it in her mouth, as she started to suck as hard as so could I grabbed her head and forced my cock all the way into her mouth. I could take no more and let loose in her mouth and she started to gag on my come. All I could do is think how hot would it be if she vomited because of this. As my dick started to go limp I pulled it out her mouth. I looked over at john and he not cum and had look on his face like some kid just took his lunch money. I grabbed Lisa by the hair and spun her head around to look at john, I asked how she could be with a looser like him. He could not even get off seeing his wife fucked like the slut she is. About two weeks later Lisa called me and told me she left john, although it was his fantasy to have someone fuck his wife while watched he could not get over seeing her like that. Now me and my buddies pass her around like a joint in the high school parking lot but that is another story.

 

His voice drifted back to her ears and Rachel stopped looking around and listened; “We both played around on each other. I didn’t mind because my work kept me away for long periods at a time; it was okay as long as she was discreet, I just wanted her to be happy. When her whims carried her to other women I was more than just okay with it, I was kind of excited by it. Then it went south it seemed, simultaneously for both of us. I caught a case of the clap and body lice or ‘the crabs’ and one of Carol’s girlfriends tried a palimony suit. I got rid of my crabs and cured from my VD and Carol won her suit and then we discovered Leon’s rent-a-mate, so here we are you and I and soon my wife will have a wonderful time.”

 

Rachel’s mind drifted as Dave paused; she went back to when she signed the contract, and loan agreement, and then opened the accounts for her mother and brother. Then Leon transferred the funds, and then to her departure from Leon’s and the long quiet drive, not being able to see where she was going. She remembered fighting the urge to jump from the car as well as the overpowering desire to beg Starr to kiss her one last time. She remembered Starr’s advise ‘be ready to hit the deck running’ and then her mind filled with the thrilling memory of her and Starr making love after the auction, followed by her reminder that she has ‘sold the rights’ to her body and mind.

 

Rachel started to think that she was now with a very attractive and powerful looking male whom she was sure she was going to have sex with at some point ‘this…!’ evening, and it felt quite odd. She didn’t even kiss on the first date. A spark of lust stirred briefly in her belly, she felt her clitoris tighten, and then it all faded quickly, as her uncertainty crowded in. Still she found her eyes searching for the outline of his penis for just a clue to his size, but the bagginess of Dave’s sweats continued to conceal even the briefest of hints but not the longing growing inside her belly.

 

Rachel jumped as Dave put his hand on her shoulder asking, “Are you okay?”

 

Rachel replied in a weak and pensive voice, “I feel a little sick to my stomach, confused and I want to run for the door, but I also want to stay,” then smiled weakly trying to show some resolve to follow through.

 

“I can relate totally.” Dave paused a small smile came across his face and he went on, “I would be scared too if I didn’t know where I was, who I was with, or what was going to happen to me. I can assure you that I am not an ogre, but… ‘I am…!’ demanding and so is my wife. Don’t tell her I said this but I think sheee… is much more demanding than I… a lot more. Are you hungry?” Dave asked and pleasantly added, “I could do with a little something.”

 

“I’m not too hungry, but I could drink some soup and maybe some coffee, it would settle the butterflies flying around inside my stomach.” Rachel answered easier as she relaxed her guard some.

 

“Ah…a woman after my heart… soup and coffee. How about a small sandwich too?” Dave asked in a warming voice then tempted a cheese sandwich?”

 

Rachel’s eyes brightened as she thought of her favorite snack; a bowl of cream of mushroom soup and a plane cheese sandwich then she answered, “I could eat a sandwich and soup now that you mention it.”

 

“Good…follow me, the kitchen is this way. Just leave your bag for now we will come back for it.” Dave piped out then turned somber adding, “I have to say this right off; that door where you came in, is where you will leave and you can go any time weather we are here or not, just leave… we have a limo service that will quickly pick you up and take you back to Leon’s any time night or day. You can only go outside with an escort even to the fenced yards as the doors lock automatically and you will not have a key to get back in.”

 

“What about a house fire?” Rachel nervously asked.

 

“No worries in here you are safe from everything except a A-bomb.” Dave brayed and quietly adding, “I will get into all that later.”

 

“I see security, security, and security.” Rachel quipped, the pensiveness in her voice giving a sign to her uneasiness, and still she showed a weak smile.

 

“Yes, yes, and yes. You got that from Leon huh?” Dave queried warmly.

 

“Yea he is a funny acting man but he seems nice enough; but yet I am sure he is very demanding.” Rachel said quietly.

 

Dave laughed as he said, “He is a stickler for detail.” And somberly added, “That makes me feel safe using his services and you should too.”

 

The sheer size of the house became apparent as they walked down the hallway passing one set of stairs that went up and another set of stairs that went down and several doors some closed some open and still others ajar. Rachel’s mouth gaped as they entered a large dimly lit room with closed drapes; chairs, couches, and tables placed around the perimeter and the far wall was devoted to a huge home entertainment system. She stumbled as they turned into the kitchen and again she was stunned by the size of the kitchen. As she looked around the first thing to stand out were the real marble countertops that wrapped around the entire kitchen. She had seen marble countertops only once at the fudge shop she worked at for a few months. In gasping breaths Rachel observed, “There must be twenty cabinet doors and thirty drawers.” She stopped to catch her breath then fired a series of questions, “They look like real wood. Are they real wood? Is that a walk in pantry? Do you have a garden?”

 

“Yes that is a walk-in pantry and yes they are real wood and the marble is real too, and yes we have a garden with a gardener. Maybe Carol will let you work in it during the gardener’s day off.” Dave happily answered her questions and then detailed, “We both come from families with money but we didn’t become extravagant until I won the lottery. That big room is the meeting room and one of the game rooms, the living room is upstairs it isn’t as big. This is a three story house in the middle of a twenty acre lot.”

 

“It must take a full week just to vacuum the floors!” Rachel said in amazement.

 

“No actually you can keep them adequately maintained with just three days a month.” He quickly corrected.

 

“You mean a day here and a day there?” Rachel quizzed quippingly.

 

“No actually an hour or two every few days.” Dave corrected again. “Well… lets see you do your first chore make us some soup, sandwiches, and coffee.” He directed.

 

“Okay. Where is every thing?” Rachel asked still stunned by the magnitude of the house; the beauty and spaciousness of the kitchen, it was straight out of a magazine.

 

“I can show you now or you can start finding your way around for yourself.” Dave challenged and with a chuckle added, “I will give you a hint; the canned goods are in the pantry behind that door.” And he pointed.

 

Rachel began rummaging through the refrigerator and found some mushrooms, cheese, and mayonnaise, as well as tomatoes and fresh garlic. She thin sliced the mushrooms and garlic then started them cooking, and then found the soup and poured it in with a little milk. She looked up and asked, “I like my soup hot, salty, and with lots of pepper. How about you?”

 

“Well we found some pets we share in common; soup, sandwiches, and coffee. We even like the same ones the same way.” Dave noted, smiling pleasantly as he watched Rachel assemble the sandwiches and then asked, “How do you like your coffee?”

 

“I like it strong, hot, sweet and black.” Rachel replied firmly.

 

“I’ll tell you right now if you want to have your pets you will have to be good to my wife.” Dave cautioned.

 

“Huh?” Rachel exhaled with surprised.

 

“What?” Dave pressed smiling.

 

“It sounds so strange to hear a husband telling someone to do a good job of having sex with his ‘wife…!’” Rachel quipped humorously.

 

Oh…! Boy…! You are going to be doing a lot more than just having sex with my wife ‘A lot…! More’,” Dave paused and mused a bit a quiet twittering passed through his lips when he started to speak, “I haven’t thought about it for awhile but the first time I said that, it did feel kind of funny coming out. Trust me it will be a lot better for the both of us if you do the very best that you can do to keep Carol happy!”

 

The long comfortable silence was broken when Rachel chimed “Soup’s on!” and then happily noted, “I call this soul food. When I feel down or have a sickly headache this soup sets the world right again. Sometimes I just get a craving for a cheese sandwich.” She went silent while ladling the soup, handing the plate with the sandwich and spoon to Dave, and then added assuringly, “Both Starr and ol’ Leon said I was a fast study I’m going to try to be the best yet.”

 

“My wife Carol might let you eat this once in a while, but she is a health nut and worse yet she runs a health club and gym. We have a full gym down stairs. I will give you the nickel tour before I leave later this week, for now let’s down our snacks.” Dave remarked warmly.

 

They both munched away in silence, Rachel glancing furtively at Dave, he sounded almost friendly and Starr’s warning echoed, ‘Keep up your guard sometimes they will try to trap you and trip you up.’ Rachel continued casting long looks around the kitchen; she was amazed at the counter tops and storage space. The kitchen alone was half as big as her last house. They both slurped the last of their soup at the same time, and looked at each other contentedly. The silent gazing sent butterflies flurrying through her stomach again.

 

Then Dave opened a drawer and handed Rachel a small cell phone, a wireless headset, and charger saying, “Keep it with you all the time and charged up. You can’t call out on it except for emergencies, and if it rings for some reason don’t answer it. When we call, we will be put through to a voice ring and you will hear us call you by name, this is our wireless intercom. You see it has a belt clip as well as an elastic wrist band so you can wear it everywhere you go dressed or not wet or dry.”

 

“So do we have some coffee or do we start the tour?” Rachel posed then asked. “Does this have a speed dial for 911?”

 

“I’m good let’s start the tour.” Dave replied then explained, “Just press and hold nine it goes to a redundant alarm system connected to the Safe House Security Systems inc. and they will ring you back by name and ask you what’s wrong and dispatch the police, fire, or ambulance. Lets start down stairs.” Dave said casually as they started down the hall and to the stairs. At the bottom of the wide stairs and to the right was a door and to the left was another wide hallway at the end there were two more doors. Rachel’s heart was starting to pound as images of dungeons and dragons and torture raced through her mind. She was certain Dave could hear it as it pounded.

 

At the end he turned smiled and said, “This is not the dungeon even though I call it that,” ending with a little chuckle. Dave then swung the broad door open and turned on the lights and walked in with Rachel following close behind. His chuckle had eased her misgivings and put Rachel a little more at ease as she raced around him into the middle of the room and spun around and smiled back.

 

“I spent a year in a commercial gym and these look like the same machines, hell the only things missing are the weight racks and bars.” Rachel enthusiastically recounted.

 

“We do not do power lifting, Carol says it’s really only for body sculptors.” He paused then smiled at Rachel, “I assure you…you will feel like you have been power lifting when Carol starts your training program. I suppose you will think of this place as a torture chamber for the first few weeks…”

 

“Training program?” Rachel interjected then paused with a quizzical grimace on her face.

 

“Oh yes Carol is going to have you up to four miles a day on the treadmill and four miles a day on the elliptical there in the corner by the first week as well as doing something on all eight machines.” Dave explained and then cautioned, “Carol is… well let me say I have found it better to let her wear the pants and you will too. She can be very accommodating when she sees that an effort is being made to please.”

 

“Ole Leon did tell me I was going to be working harder than I ever have.” Rachel noted whimsically as she studied and touched all of the machines.

 

“I suggest that you start with the treadmill slowly, after I have left no more than two miles throughout the day. I had a little trouble adjusting to it, like me you might find that you are dizzy when you stop. Hell enough of the gym lets go look at the game room across the hall.”

 

They crossed the hall opening another wide door and switched on the lights, “My god a real pool table!” Rachel sang out as she ran her hand along the walnut sides.

 

“You play?” quizzed Dave.

 

“I use to in high school, the bowling alley had like six of them four smaller coin-ops and two full sized like this one.” Rachel said praisingly as she ran her hand along the rails then added, “I got to where I could make a few good shots in a row.” She was beaming, as she surveyed all the different extravagant woods in the expensive looking cues, and cue rack All the different gaming tables looked expensive, her uneasiness was melting faster and faster.

 

“We have other board games to play too. Come on let me show you where your room is.” He switched the lights off in both rooms and closed the doors and started back towards the stairs at the door he added, “Maybe we will play a few games of eight-ball. I warn you I only play for wagers, and I’m not as good as the table makes me look.”

 

As they walked down the hall Rachel looked at the swirling grain patterns in the wood paneling. When they stopped at another door Dave said, “This is your room you will stay in it on your off days or when we have visitors or other family members staying with us. During household functions you will dress in a maids uniform and ‘act…!’ accordingly.”

 

“I’m not sure how a maid is suppose to act.” Rachel informed.

 

“Carol will ‘train…!’ you.” Dave assured with a whimsical laugh and then informed Rachel, “We will have a few family functions while you are with us.”

 

“I want to do good I just…” Rachel was cut short.

 

“You’ve seen movies with maids in them haven’t you?” Dave interrupted and queried.

 

“Well yes…” She answered sounding puzzled.

 

“Well there isn’t much more to it except that a beautiful woman like you dressed as a maid well… really turns my wife on, it gets me hot too, so those nights she is going to be… lets just say very ‘amorous!’” Dave said licentiously as he looked down musing over a pleasant memory.

 

“I’m not beautiful.” Rachel said and pouted a little in disbelief.

 

“No. True you are not, not like a model in a magazine or painting.” Dave agreed and added, “but still in a down to earth way you are very beautiful, my wife really wants you. She told me to get you no mater what so I did.” Dave said as he smiled at Rachel continuing, “I could tell by her voice that she is attracted to you ‘hell!’ I find you ‘very…!’ attractive!”

 

“Thank you that put me more at ease.” Rachel replied blushing. She walked around the room pushed at the top of the bed, looked in the bathroom, closets and drawers then noted, “This is really nice better than my room at home.”

 

“I’m glad you like it. You know it doesn’t mater what Carol feels she is still going to haze the hell out of you till, as she puts it, ‘you pay your dues.’ I’m not suppose to tell you this but just do like she says, come back for more, and well… you’ll see.” Dave explained.

 

“And you? Do you want me?” Rachel asked in a low saucy voice.

 

Dave faced her, looked at her warmly, and reached for Rachel’s hair giving her a few tender strokes, saying warmly, “Definitely.” He paused as he looked at Rachel then went on, “but we still have work to do. Let’s go back upstairs go through a few of those rooms, then up to the top floor.”

 

“All this real wood paneling has me worried I don’t know the first thing about caring for it,” Rachel remarked as they climbed the stairs. She was trying to stay business like, but the gentle touch and warm smile and friendly quips concerning his wife ‘Carol’ Dave had melted the chilling doubts and fearful images of the dungeons, with their whips, and chains.

 

“Oh once a year we have professional cabinet finishers come in and refinish all the wood; the paneling, drawer fronts and cupboard doors, as well as all of the doors to the rooms. All you have to do is wipe them once a month with a dust rag.” Dave assured as they topped the stairs and added, “We have window washers, gardeners, that work outside and security guards that drive by at all hours and they check the alarms regularly.”

 

“Alarms? I suppose you have a panic room too.” Rachel added half jokingly.

 

“Yes all of downstairs is a panic room and there three others; the pantry for one and it has a ladder to the downstairs, the master bedroom with the bathroom for two, and the room at the end of this hall for three. If your pager goes off flashing 999 drop what you are doing and get to the nearest one of the four, and wait till Carol or I let you out, or if we are gone till the security team calls you and tells you it is all clear, they will unlock the door. I don’t mean to scare you but we were broken into once a long while back, and the good thing is they are still in jail.” Dave replied as a mater factly.

 

“I’m not worried there is going to be someone here at least most of the time.” Rachel said.

 

“Well Carol might be gone a lot during the day and maybe as long as a few days, and I will be gone for months at a time. When you are the only one here the curtains are to be closed they will close automatically in the late afternoon if they are open any way but keep them closed when we are not around. If you need to look out a window there is one upstairs, you do reali…”

 

“It’s okay. I know” Rachel interrupted Dave and then added, “I will be sequestered while I am here, that you two are the only people that I will be with.”

 

“Our guests will talk and you can be polite, but yes as far as contact with other people and the outside world… is a no, no.” Dave explained.

 

“Limited calls home and my letters will be read,” again Rachel recited and then asked, “Do you have a rule book that I can read with the dos and don’ts?”

 

“Yes in your office we are going there now. You will find what you need to know on your computer; from what we like to eat and when to what we like to wear. The house maintenance schedules are there as well as what you can do with any time you have to your self.” He paused for a moment then continued, “There is a lot you need to know that isn’t written so the more intuitive you are the more the blank spaces will be filled and just a bit of sincere obedience will go a long way in filling in the other gaps. Carol and I are both eager to see how well and how fast you learn.” He opened the door and turned the lights on picked up the calendar sized booklet on the desk handed it to Rachel shut the lights and door saying, “this has your pass words and introduction to your desktop as well as the schedules for the up and coming house functions. You will find them on your computer too.”

 

“This is ‘my…’ study?” Rachel asked noting quizzically, “I have my own desk and computer? Will I really have the time to use them?”

 

“Yes, yes, and as far as having the time to use the computer well that will depend on how well you perform your duties.” Dave authoritatively explained and after a deep breath continued, “For now while Carol is away and after I leave you will find in the desktop short cuts to each of the books you need to read. You can’t e-mail or visit chat rooms, but anything and everything else is okay. Your PC will be monitored you have no privacy” Dave explained and somberly added, and looked at Rachel as he pointed at the door across the hall, “That is my office and den. You only go in there when I am here and ask you to. I am not hiding anything in there I just don’t want anyone in there not even my wife, unless I say it is okay.”

 

“There is so much to know and learn.” Rachel said her voice sounding overwhelmed.

 

They walked down the hall and reached the next door Dave stopped and said, “This is Carol’s study.” Opened the door flicked the lights on and paused then said, “Rachel you ‘will!’ write your Mom and brother regularly then hand the letters to me or Carol for posting. We don’t want your mom to worry and writing a letter home will help when you get home sick.” Dave ordered warmly but assertively.

 

“Home sick?” She paused then her lower lip quivered slightly, “Oh… home sick…” Rachel’s voice trailed off and her eyes filled with tears. Her face flared red and her lips grew thin as she strained to keep from sobbing. Rachel’s fingers clawed at the tears welling in her eyes. The professional façade was swept away as reality flooded in.

 

Rachel’s new reality exploded in her mind; she wasn’t going home at the end of her shift, that she wasn’t going to see her mother for eighteen months unless she was deathly ill, or see her new girlfriend, or her brother. He was going to have to study without her help; she began to miss the squabbling over nothing with her brother, and mom’s close-minded arguments. She felt an achy trembling deep in her groin as she thought of this stranger mounting her or ordering her to perform some sexual act. Her mind flashed to the set with Starr and Greg and how she passed out, and then to the first time, she had sex and how quickly it ended. Her boyfriend Michael came as soon as the head of his penis touched her pubic hairs. His hot sperm squirted all over her belly and thighs as he jumped back from surprise then before it turned soft he thrust it inside tearing her hymen and then he went limp. She remembered how her mind filled with disappointment then anger at how unsatisfied she was “Is that all there is?” she remembered thinking.

 

 

Rachel’s musings were interrupted as Dave’s voice echoed into her ears, “Rachel? Rachel are you okay?” He asked with a hint of nervousness in his voice and remarked, “You looked like you were about to pass out, your eyes rolled back for a second.”

 

“Huh! Oh! Do all of the girls you get from Leon get this scared?” She asked pensively as the room spun.

 

“Yes they do if they didn’t we wouldn’t want them.” Dave warmly answered.

 

“I didn’t pass out?” Rachel queried, puzzled at how much thinking she did in the wink of an eye.

 

“No. So you are okay?” Dave pressed and then sincerely added, “We are both hoping that you are the good study Leon said you are.”

 

“Yea I’m fine this is all so new to me and I do want to work. I am starting to feel a little tired.” Rachel exasperatedly expressed.

 

“It is late. I want a bath before we hit the sack.” Dave anounced then ordered, “Go upstairs, start the water running in the tub, and set the temperature of the water to one hundred ten and the room temperature to one hundred fifteen. By the door to the bath you will see a LCD panel it is easy to use. Then in the bedroom the big chest of drawers in the far right top drawer you’ll find some pantaloons, they are all the same put on a pair and wait for me in the bathroom I will be up in a short while. Remember first the water, then the room, then find and put on the pantaloons. I know it sounds strange but there is something sensual about a woman dressed only in pantaloons.” Dave calmly directed then disappeared into his den.

 

Rachel’s heart was throbbing in her ears and her groin felt as though an electric wire was inside her prickling her clitoris causing it to tighten and ache. As she breathlessly climbed the stairs, her legs felt weak and rubbery. She was being overwhelmed by the desires to run a way and at the same time to obey his every whim. She felt her groin turning warm and opening, and her panties began to cling to her moistening vaginal lips as her sateen juices escaped onto her white panties and beads of sweat formed on her brow. Rachel was stunned again by the size of the bathroom and the floor to ceiling tile work. One whole wall had brightly colored washcloths, towels, and robes only, another wall had three sinks and yet another had two toilets, and next to them was a glass door to a huge shower with four showerheads. She discovered just like Dave said the LCD panel was by the door and clearly labeled; tub fill and temp. room temp. sauna temp. and timers for each. Rachel pushed the tub fill button and water started running right away and the temp. button started to blink so she pushed the up arrow till the screen read one hundred and ten then she set the room temp.

 

As Rachel entered the bedroom her name sounded out on her phone, “Rachel just drop all your cloths on the bed and throw your shoes down the laundry chute.”

 

She talked into it, “Okay. I see it.” And hesitantly she stripped throwing her shoes down the chute, piling her clothing on the bed, and walked to the top drawer on the right and opened it. Right away, she was overwhelmed by the sweet earthy scent of another woman; the scent of her sweat as well as her vaginal juices saturated the drawer. These were Carol’s… Rachel thought as she pulled a pair of white pantaloons out and started to put them on but instead she held them up and looked inside she could see circular stains radiating out from the crotch and stretching down the leggings then wrinkled them around her nose inhaling deeply the alluring scent. Rachel was shocked at her thoughts and remembered Starr’s cautioning, “A play toy is fun to play with and it is easy to play with,” she knew that this is how she must think. Rachel felt her own wetness sliding down the inside of her thighs as she thrilled to another woman’s scent and the images of suckling at her breasts and kissing her vaginal folds or being mounted by her in some way. Rachel drew a sharp breath and gripped her clitoris as she clearly remembered Greg’s orgasm while she manipulated his penis inside Starr while she suckled on Starr’s clitoris and how Greg’s penis surged and pushed against her chin, and then passing out briefly from the exhilaration as his semen oozed out over her fingers.

 

She slipped the pantaloons on and pulled them up tight and her genitals started tingling as she pressed the cloth to her loin. Rachel fought the urge to finger herself, as she smelled her own sexual heat mingling with Carol’s. Sweat started to run from her armpits and the beads grew on her forehead, Rachel’s nipples turned so hard they ached. The elastic waistband hung low on Rachel’s hips because the panties were two sizes too big. She marveled at the bathroom with its two toilets, the huge sunken tubs, sauna, and what looked like a massage table with its own water faucets, and hand held shower nozzle. The humid heat from the hot water filling the tub, and the heater was almost stifling. Rachel thought how daunting the task was to clean this place. Her heart leapt into her throat as a knock sounded on the door.

 

“Rachel, come out here.” Dave called through the door.

 

Shyly she stepped into the room; the chilly air made her nipples hard again and she kept them covered first with one hand then another. Again, an ache grew in her belly as she looked at Dave, but her self-consciousness tempered her arousal. Rachel’s skin was beet red from the heat in the bathroom and began to prickle with goose flesh from the chilly air.

 

He smiled as he stood in the door way and took a long look at Rachel’s partially clad body then rebuffed, “You left your phone on the bed.”

 

“Oh I’m sorry I thought…” She was cut short.

 

“You keep it with you every where and all ways.” Dave admonished sternly and then reminded, “Dressed or not wet or dry with you or on you.”

 

“Okay I will no matter what I am doing.” Rachel assured avoiding eye contact, as she felt uncomfortable. She knew he could smell her arousal and her fresh sweat even through his wife’s overpowering scent. She walked to the bed and picked up the phone thinking that he might attack her at any instant but no, he just stood by the foot of the bed watching just staring at her, she could feel his gaze burning through her.

 

“Okay, get me ready for my bath.” Dave directed softly an impish smile beamed from his face.

 

Rachel stood dazed and dizzy, heart pounding as she fixed the elastic band with the phone to her upper arm with a shaky hand then stumbled as she started to walk toward Dave.

 

“Shoes and socks first then the shirt. You do know… how to get undressed don’t you?” He asked in a sarcastic tone and smiled.

 

“Yes.” She piped coyly as the humor relieved her tension. As she knelt, down to untie his shoes Rachel glanced at his crotch and again as she pulled them off, and again as she took his shirt off looking for a hint as to his size. Dace’s pecs and abs were well defined, as were the muscles on his arms. Rachel felt her heart start to race as she surveyed his upper body. A little relief came over her when she thought he must be small because she couldn’t see, not even the briefest outlines of his penis just what looked like his scrotum. Dave hadn’t even started to get a hard on when she pushed her hand against the soft bulge of his scrotum when she untied the rope that held up his sweat pants. She was so surprised to see him wearing a very tight fitting speedo then it dawned on her that this was why she couldn’t catch an idea of the size of his penis.

 

Dave just watched Rachel intently after she pulled his pants down. Noting how surprised she looked to see him wearing a tight fitting speedo for underpants, and how she was gawking at the outline of his still flaccid penis. Rachel thought she saw is scrotum become larger; she could clearly see three outlines, Dave’s two testicles and the head of his bulging penis inside the speedo. Dave’s testicles were much bigger than any she had seen pictures of even bigger than Greg’s.

 

He stepped out of his pants then directed, “Rachel just pile my cloths on the chair you can take them to the laundry later.” he watched her gather them up then smiled broadly and added licentiously, “You forgot to take my speedo off.”

 

Rachel stopped for a short moment as her heart started pounding in her throat then slid his shoes under the chair laying his clothes on the chair and walked back. She slid her thumbs under the waistband and slid them down. Dave’s musky sweat scented smell overpowered Rachel as she exposed his long thick black pubic hairs causing her knees to shake briefly, and her eyes to half close, saliva gushed into her mouth, and her jaws to ached as if she had bitten a sour grape. As she pulled it past, his knees Rachel caught the scent of his pubic hairs and could see the fleshy gland at the end of the fat soft penis. The room spun as she started breathing in deeply; drinking in his manly scent with each breath. Rachel felt her warm cream melting into her hairs, and her womb expanding as if it were breathing. When she started to suck Dave’s penis into her mouth; the fingers of one hand entwined in her hair while the other swept his penis to the side.

 

“That’s my girl take deep breaths.” Dave purred as he held her face against his thigh keeping her nose buried in his pubic hairs adding, “We don’t use perfumes or deodorants. I love the smell of an aroused woman; the smell her panties after her juices have soaked into them and the smell of her sweat on her clothing.”

 

“Oh…! God…! You smell good!” Rachel gasped between breaths, and then looked up after several seconds a sated blissful smile on her face. “I don’t think I have ever smelled a man’s scent as arousing as you’res. I want to taste you, and feel your penis inside my mouth.” Rachel purred, as she looked up through her half closed eyes hugging Dave’s thighs and caressing his buttocks with her hands.

 

“Find your panties and hand them to me.” Dave asked softly adding, “I want to look at them and smell them and I want you to look at my penis and watch it grow.”

 

Rachel walked on her knees to the pile of clothing and rummaged through it till she found her panties and handed them to Dave her face turned a bright red, as she looked right at his penis. She was fixated on it; it seemed small except for the flared head and the thick, wide band of flesh that hugged the flared gland. It had already changed color to a darkening red and was swelling. Her whole body started to tingle as she listened to Dave’s deep breaths as he drank in her scent. Rachel’s mouth gaped as she watched his penis move as it started to grow. She slurped back a drool that slipped passed her lips. Her breath quickened as she watched watery drips start fall to the floor from his opening; and she felt her own creamy juices weeping down to her thighs.

 

“Oh Rachel you have a wonderfully fruity scent. I love the smell that an aroused woman gives her panties. Tell me what does it feel like when you get wet.” Dave playfully asked.

 

“I… ‘i…it’ felt like. This is hard to say.” Rachel stammered trying to find the words.

 

“Oh come on tell me please.” Dave prodded.

 

“Oh it feels like I am melting in side…” Her voice trailed off.

 

“What else do you feel when you get hot?” He impatiently pressed.

 

“Oh! God It feels like my womb is breathing… and my ie…I can feel my heart beating in my clitoris.” Rachel disclosed and a quick shiver raced through her body as she watched Dave holding her white panties to his nose and smelling at them loudly.

 

“Like now?” Dave asked in a dreamy tone.

 

“Yes! God yes!” Rachel answered gasping with her eyes still fixed on his nearly erect penis. The both of them sat quietly Dave drinking in Rachel’s scent and Rachel watching Dave’s penis swelling and starting to bob, as it turned harder. Dave’s penis was jutting away from his thighs much longer and bigger around now yet still arced down ward and had turned a deep reddish purple. Rachel was starting to tremble from excitement and fear, as Dave’s penis turned into a huge cock, a much bigger than she had thought and still growing. His precum had changed from watery drips to a thick creamy texture, and hung from the opening before falling to the floor.

 

“I love white cotton panties and oh…! You’ve made them so wet, your juices are thick and silky and smell so very sweet.” He passionately noted as he broke the silence.

 

“My…! God…! When I first looked at your penis I didn’t think it would get this big, it so hard.” Rachel said breathlessly and in a shaky voice added, “I think you will have to push it hard to put that thing inside me! It might even hurt me.” Rachel paused to catch her breath and then in a panicky voice asked, “You won’t hurt me with it will you?”

 

“No I won’t hurt you with him. You can take more than you think.” Dave assured softly and then playfully added, “I’ve seen how wet and open you get. At the right time I will just sliiide… him innnn.”

 

“When Michael and I had sex it really hurt when he entered me and his penis was a lot smaller than you’res is.” Rachel’s voice crackled with anxiety as her mind was stilled filled with uncertainty.

 

“He just entered you before you were ready. That is the main cause for a lot of women’s long term discomfort with sex.” Dave warmly explained his mild demeanor was easing Rachel’s anxiety. He was silent as he combed Rachel’s hair with his fingers and gently held her cheek to one thigh and pressed his penis to the other.

 

“What?” Rachel asked looking up when Dave broke the silence with a quiet chuckle her forehead had beads of sweat forming, “What is it that tickled you?”

 

“I want to hear you say cock go ahead call it a cock.” Dave asked softly and waited for an answer then teasingly prodded, “come on say it.”

 

“Caw… cu… Cock…!” Rachel stuttered surprised at how hard she found it to say the word when told to.

 

“Use it in a sentence.” Dave teased.

 

“I…I didn’t think your cu…cock would get this big.” Rachel said pensively as a bead of sweat ran from her forehead she could feel it sliding down her sides from her armpits.

 

“Say it again only louder.” Dave coaxed.

 

“Your cockah…! Has gotten bigger than I thought it could.” Rachel said with a fever in her voice ending with a slurp as she sucked back a drool.

 

“Take it into your mouth.” Dave directed in a whisper adding in a soft low voice, “Take my cock into your mouth and milk it with both of your hands.” He let out a loud moan as Rachel closed her mouth over his gland and milked his shaft with long slow strokes. Dave then added slowly assuringly, “We are going to make love into the morning hours. He won’t hurt you going in I will open you.” Dave paused as he stroked her long black hair then tenderly sang, “You’ll feel it as he slowly slips into you like a door opening inside you.”

 

She made quiet gurgling noises as she suckled swallowing his juices. Dave’s voice put her completely at ease. Rachel moaned as more and more of his creamy fluid filled her mouth coating her throat. Rachel lowered her head pushing Dave’s penis deep into the back of her throat causing her to retch and gag her head bobbed up with a twisted grimace on her face as she dry-heaved and coughed.

 

Then Dave pulled her back, as she went down for more, and calmly cautioned, “Take little bites at first so to speak.” And then he whispered. “Bathe me first.” as he bent down and kissed Rachel on the forehead he lifted her to her feet. As Rachel stood he pulled her pantaloons down and put his nose into her soaked shiny black pubic hairs breathing deeply as he quaffed her scent. Rachel trembled and bowled over and clenched her fists in Dave’s hair as he blew his hot breath across her clitoral hood.

 

“Oh that feels heavenly.” Rachel purred in a trembley voice.

 

“Oh Rachel your scent is so earthly yet fruity at the same time.” Dave warmly described as he marveled at her scent adding, “and you have some of the meatiest labia I’ve ever seen on a young woman. They are so red and so puffy and open and so very ready to be eaten I am going to feed on your juices tonight.” Rachel trembled as he spoke softly blowing his breath across her labia and taking slow deep breaths drinking in all of her scent he could.

 

Rachel spoke in a shaky voice, “You make that feel so wonderful it is making me have to pee!”

 

“Lets go get cleaned up; a nice hot bath in a hot bathroom.” Dave sang alluringly as he stood. He pulled Rachel’s body tightly to his with an arm around her waist and his free hand clutching her hair turning her face to his, leaned down, and kissed Rachel parting her lips with his fingertip. Soft cooing noises emanated from her throat as she closed her eyes and melted into his arms. She moaned from the long lingering kiss as Dave’s tongue slowly rolled around sensing every hidden corner of her mouth.

 

In a flash Rachel pulled away, “What have you done? I am burning up, and if I don’t get to the toilet quickly I will ruin your carpet!” Rachel declared loudly as she started for the bathroom with Dave on her heels.

 

“No wait I won’t be able to go with you in here!” Rachel’s voice crackled with discomfort but made a beeline for the pot.

 

“They did tell you that you couldn’t be potty shy didn’t they?” Dave asked with a hint of sarcasm in his voice and staying right on her heels.

 

Rachel sat down and stared at the floor knowing that Dave was looking at her, “I won’t be able to go with you looking at me like that!” Rachel strongly affirmed.

 

Dave walked over to the sinks and turned one on at a slow run just enough to be heard as it whistled through the valve. The noise of the water coupled with Rachel’s urgency freed her flow. It turned from a tentative trickle to a torrential gush splashing into the bowl. As her flow slowed to a dribble Dave humorously remarked, “I guess you really had to go. You got to know Carol will not tolerate shyness of any kind.” Dave warned as he moved next to Rachel and cautioned, “If you stop doing something for Carol saying you have to take a leak you might find yourself wearing diapers and rubber panties for a week.”

 

“It’s just that this is the first time since I’ve grown that anyone has watched me pee.” Rachel embarrassedly admitted.

 

“Even in the gym?” Dave pried.

 

“First of all they were girls; we had open stalls and ‘they…’ weren’t really watching.” Rachel explained as she reached for the toilet paper.

 

“No don’t wipe!” Dave ordered as he reached between her legs and ran his two fingers through her wet pubic hairs causing her to shudder from the sudden surprise and urinated on Dave’s fingers. He put them into his mouth and sucked on them. Rachel just quietly sat there somewhat grossed out with her beet red face glowing.

 

“There see that wasn’t so hard.” He teased then noted, “You have a very strong tasting urine quite salty and strong smelling too.” as he quaffed his fingers Dave told Rachel, “We both drink each other’s urine some times. It isn’t bad for you in limited quantities.”

 

“I suppose you will make me drink it too?” Rachel’s nose wrinkled as she asked.

 

“No but it is a way to make some extra points. We never ask anyone to do something we wouldn’t do or haven’t done already.” Dave professed.

 

“Oh! That sounds perfectly horrid. How did you get started doing that?” Rachel asked as she grimaced emphasizing the word ‘that.’

 

“Carol spent time in a Tantric Love cult that followed the Karma Sutra tenets to the letter. Everyone in the group that Carol was in shared their vaginal and penile fluids as well as their sweat and saliva. I do not profess to understand any of it I just know that it makes Carol happy. Even you are going find yourself urinating uncontrollably at times when Carol starts fingering your clitoris and you’ll be better off to just let it flow.” Dave warmly related.

 

“How did Carol find that cult?” Rachel asked her disgust relenting.

 

“Who else good ole Leon’s Rent-a-Mate. Until you, she brought the highest bids. She made just over two million dollars in three years.”

 

“Huh I didn’t even look at their bids; the descriptions scared me off.” Rachel said.

 

“You were wise not to; all of them are very hard to finish the contracts.” Dave reported then dared, “You want to try a little taste?”

 

There was a long pause and Rachel answered hesitantly, “I…I guess… I guess so.”

 

“Oh good girl! I’ll just squat and pee between your legs and when I am almost done I’ll stand and give you the rest.” Dave described eagerly and then quickly squatted and started peeing.

 

“It feels so strange to have someone pissing between my legs! I suppose that you and Carol pee on each other often, and you want to pee on me don’t you?” Rachel pried.

 

“Yes we do and yes I do.” Dave quickly answered.

 

“It’s okay go ahead.” Rachel acquiesced calmly, surrendered to fulfilling his every whim. She was startled a little when his pee started splashing on her belly when he stood moving closer. Rachel took a hold of his penis and tenderly held against her neck under her chin and let the urine course its way between her breasts down her back and sides and between her legs as she moved the stream across her body. As the flow turned to a trickle, she placed it in her mouth and swallowed the last few squirts.

 

After a long pause Rachel droned, “That is still horrible and will take some getting use to.”

 

“Rachel your batting a hundred with me; but then Carol says I am far too easy for you girls to please. Carol’s over lookable whims are the point makers and of course eagerness to please goes without saying.” Dave detailed. When Dave stopped peeing, Rachel kept his penis in her mouth suckling on his gland massaging his scrotum, milking his shaft with one hand, and kneading his buttock with the other. “You know Rachel there really isn’t anything happening here that wouldn’t happen in a quote normal relationship.” Dave calmly assured as he cupped her face, stroked her hair, and added softly, “Juices are going to flow during good oral sex or any sex for that matter and mixed in with all the other glandular secretions is urine. Come give me a bath.”

 

“I know that you are right I just never thought of it in that sense before.” Rachel acknowledged as she stood and led Dave hand in hand toward the tub.

 

“Oh Rachel we are going to have a great time; Leon assured me that you were a fast study and you surprised Carol even; when it came time for you to give ole Starr and her co-star the working over that you did and at the end that sympathetic orgasm and fainting as your shimmering cream coursed down your thighs from your vaginal opening I swear I almost came myself right then.” Dave enthusiastically disclosed adding, “Carol and I did have one of our hottest bouts in a while after that show; but then we are still fairly active for a long time married couple…”

 

“My god it is stifling in here!” Rachel interrupted Dave from his musings.

 

“Ahhh… yes it is; it is just right for me. Carol likes it much more warmer and it is the same with her water.” Dave lovingly disclosed.

 

“Well do I wash you in the tub or sponge you off from the sink?” She asked her voice crackled as the tension started to sneak back in.

 

“Wrong on both counts.” He paused and then teased, “guess again.”

 

“Then it’s this funny looking table?” she offered with a puzzled look on her face as she ran her eyes over it.

 

“Right we jokingly call it an adult bassinette.” Dave disclosed and then directed, “Go ahead lift those long tubes until they click and then throw that switch.”

 

“It’s so hot!” Rachel exclaimed as she touched the table then proceeded to lift the tubes.

 

“It has it’s own heating elements that warms the table and the water, go ahead flip the switch.” Dave urged.

 

“Oh my god a fountain of steamy water.” Rachel excitedly exclaimed placing both hands on the table and as the water splashed over her arms, she licentiously gazed at Dave’s naked body and his large semi turgid penis. The impishness of Rachel’s smile betrayed the stone serious gaze in her eyes as she watched Dave walking towards the washing table. The sight of this naked muscular man walking with his penis swaying to his stride was causing Rachel’s passions to churn in her belly and her groin to ache. She wobbled a little as she stepped back and watched Dave climb onto the table. Rachel felt her muscles tightening behind her clitoris she could feel her labia swell and turn warm as she marveled at the size of his hairy scrotum. Rachel’s womb was filling with blood, sweat was running from her armpits as the sweltering hundred and ten-degree temperature of the bathroom took its toll. Rachel’s gaze was fixated on Dave’s penis as she struggled to catch her breath and wiped the sweat from her brow.

 

“The soap is in the blue squeeze bottle in the cabinet between the sinks.” Dave calmly directed. He rolled over on his side to watch her as she walked to the cabinet the pantaloons now soaked with her sweat and Bartholin fluids clung like a second skin to her body perfectly outlining the valley between her buttocks and round anus.

 

Half way to the sink she turned and beaming an impish smile asked, “Do you want these pantaloons?”

 

“Yes ah dooo!” He sang.

 

As Rachel turned away to peel them off Dave ordered, “No look at me as you take them off!” a quiet gasp escaped her as she surveyed his body and its’ nearly erect penis. A slight tremble washed across Rachel’s body as she slid her pantaloons to her feet and off. She rolled the waistband back to expose the soaked crotch. Dave took her hand and pulled Rachel closer as she handed him her pantaloons and pressed her hand holding the pantaloons to his nose. Rachel jumped and let out a loud gasp as Dave’s fingers slid between her legs from behind and started sliding over her mons and touching her clitoris as he inhaled deeply then let her go and ordered, “Okay wash me now face first.”

 

Rachel lathered up the body puff and as Dave closed his eyes and held the pantaloons to the side she started washing his face covering every bit of his skin then rinsed it before proceeding to lather the rest of his body. Rachel’s face turned hot and her clitoris started to tingle as she listened to Dave’s deep slaking breaths. She lathered each arm then covered his chest and stomach then skipped to Dave’s legs and feet. After covering his entire body with soap, she took both hands one holding the body puff and the other soapy and started scrubbing his scrotum and milking the fat shaft of his semi hard penis. Her breath became labored as his meat stiffened in her hands and she started taking long and fast strokes.

 

“Don’t make me cum so soon.” Dave warmly admonished and with a laugh added, “I think my cock is clean enough so rinse it and the rest of me off. She took the hand held showerhead and squeezed the trigger and a wide soft stream of hot water came out and a few seconds later the suds were gone. Dave rolled onto his stomach saying, “Now my back and hair. You can use the same soap on my hair.” After lathering his head and back Rachel impishly giggled as she started washing his scrotum again at the same time she washed his back and hair, a slight tremor swept through her as she encircled the base of his turgid penis then abruptly stopped and she rinsed the soap from Dave’s body.

 

“Oh my the heat is making me dizzy.” Rachel gasped as Dave sat up.

 

“You have a nice way of touching.” Dave complimented as he picked up the shower nozzle. “Your turn Rachel honey.” He declared and then said, “I want to watch you soap your self up and turn all that nice shiny black hair and milky brown skin to a soapy white.” Dave excitedly said while spraying Rachel down soaking her head to foot as he sniffed her sweaty pantaloons.

 

“The water is so hot!” Rachel gasped.

 

“Is it too hot?” Dave asked as he stopped spraying.

 

“No. I was just surprised.” Rachel claimed then asked, “Would you spray more on me?”

 

“I would be glad to!” Dave happily agreed and after several minutes directed, “Now close those eyes and get soapy.” He attentively watched as she obeyed then directed farther, “Now come here and let me wash your back.” As she neared her, steps warbled slightly until Dave touched her shoulder and led her to the end of the washing table. After bending her across it started scrubbing her back and then rinsed her off completely. “No stay bent over the table.” Dave warmly rebuffed as Rachel started to stand. She could hear him walking around stopping and starting and she jumped a little when he put his hand on the small of her back.

 

“Wha… What are you going? What do you want to do?” Rachel stammered as she asked her voice rife with anxiety.

 

“I want to fondle your privates.” Dave softly said then teasingly asked, “You’d like that wouldn’t you?”

 

“Ye…! Yes I would…!” Rachel nervously replied a staccatoed inhale and gasping sigh sounded when Dave’s hand slid to her anal cleft and down across her anus, she wriggled her buttocks as his hand swished across her hot wet mons. Rachel’s head bobbed up and she moaned softly as Dave’s palm rubbed over her clitoris. She hooked her right knee over the corner of the table moaning louder as she gripped the sides of the table tightly and pressing her forehead firmly into the padding as he started grinding her clitoris with his thumb and forefinger.

 

“There is a lot more than water making you so wet here.” Dave salaciously remarked as he started sliding his thumb along the sinewy clitoral shaft. Rachel moaned loudly and shuddered as his thumb reached its depth and curled behind her pelvis. Dave seductively asked, “Does this feel good?” and continued the soft, slow, and steady side to side motion with his thumb and forefinger, and with his free hand swept her left breast to the side and began squeezing her taut nipple.

 

“Oh yes…! Oh god yes…!” Rachel rapturously responded between gasping moans and with a feverish voice added, “My whole body is surging inside; I’ve never felt like this before!” Rachel’s moans turned into frantic gruntings and she gasped for her breath. She gripped the table tightly and it squeaked from her body’s weight as she pushed against it and pulled at it as her body began writhing. Dave amorously watched Rachel’s anus flexing in and out spasmodically while her orgasm coursed through her. Dave let out a few loud sighs when he felt a few strong gushes of urine squirt onto his hand. He kept his tender fondling up as Rachel’s breathing turned rhythmic and her body stopped writhing. Her muscles relaxed and her anal flexing slowed but her Bartholin juices kept oozing out and coating her mons and his hand with the creamy white gelatinous flow.

 

“Oh god that was heavenly!” Rachel sang her voice sounding as though she was still wrapped with orgasmic rapture and floating on a cloud. She grabbed her leg under the knee when it started to slip off the corner.

 

“Do you want me to stop?” Dave coyly asked while continuing his ministrations and teasingly remarked, “You know by the way your muscles are squeezing my thumb you are about to have another orgasm.”

 

“It feels like I have to pee!” Rachel panted and rocked her buttocks.

 

“You know what to do don’t you?” Dave teasingly asked as he stepped between her wide spread legs and moving in close parting her labia with the thumb still inside her. Rachel sighed loudly as a forceful gush of urine spewed out splashing on Dave’s penis, testicles, soaking his pubic hairs. He playfully remarked, “My I guess you did have to go!” and watched as Rachel’s urine washed her thick creamy juices from his hand and fingers. When her flow turned to a trickle, he began his ministrations to her genitalia and nipple.

 

“Oh god I feel like I am floating.” Rachel amorously related and as tension began to sound in her voice her, words turned to moans and gasps; as the table began to squeak again as she pressed her writhing body to it.

 

“Oh god baby that is sweet.” Dave quietly purred as he watched Rachel’s anus kiss at the air, he gave a sympathetic moan as her vaginal muscles gripped and squeezed his wriggling thumb. A warm soft glow washed across his face as Rachel’s body relaxed. A few sporadic twitches raced through Rachel’s limp body as Dave continued his ministrations; as slow and tender as when he first started them. 

 

“Oh…! God…!” Rachel cried out as her head popped up and her body started bucking into Dave’s hand. Her moanings turned into throaty groans, and raspy gasps as another climax raced around within Rachel’s body outlasting the first two. “Stop…! Stop…!” Rachel shouted breathlessly letting her leg slip to the floor and pulled away from Dave’s playful touching; moving to the side of the table away from Dave. Her face showed signs of exhaustion and puzzlement as she looked at him panting straining to catch her breath, but still had a weak smile on her face.

 

“Come here Rachel I’m not through yet.” Dave sexily sang as he walked around the table towards her. Her mouth gaped as she caught sight of his hard, fat, cock, and its crowning wet gland. A juicy glaze surrounded the slit and a think gelatinous tendril was sliding down the shaft along his distended urethra. Dave stopped walking when Rachel quickly shuffled around the other corner and patted the cushioned tabletop. A barely visible smile began to beam from her face when she relented her retreat and obediently moved closer to where Dave was now petting the table. “That’s my good girl.” Dave seductively sang.

 

“Oh god Dave!” Rachel breathlessly gasped as she neared adding with gusting breath, “I will surely die if I have another orgasm!”

 

“Nonsense!” Dave warmly rebuked adding in a seductively warm voice, “A strong healthy young woman like your self can cum all day long now hop up on the table and lay with your knee under you, feet over the side… That is a good girl make your knee wider and your feet farther apart… now arch you back no the other way… Perfect!” Dave stepped back and looked at Rachel’s Bartholin glazed mons with her shiny black pubic hairs melted together from her creamy juices and her bright red labia splayed wide. He slurped back a drool and swallowed as he watched her vaginal opening winking and her erect clitoris pulsing.

 

Rachel shuddered when Dave slid his hands along her belly and firmly squeezed her breasts moving to her nipples; she gasped and groaned loudly when Dave began suckling her clitoris and milking her nipples. The table began squeaking again when she started rocking her body and when he stood he gave a short thrust pushing the head of his penis onto Rachel’s clitoris. A loud squeak sounded as she jumped from the shock of the sudden contact.

 

“Ieee…! My god…!” Rachel yelled out as Dave’s wide gland slipped between her labia and vanished within the folds. She raised her body up on her hands and started pushing her buttocks down trying to get more of Dave’s meaty member into her vaginal canal, but he only allowed his helmet access. Dave used both of his hands to restrict the movement of her bobbing buttocks. Her face twisted into a tortured grimace and she began to make animalistic gruntings and groanings as another climax raged. The table’s creaking grew louder as Rachel’s body writhed her moaning turned into voiceless cries. Without the slightest warning she flipped onto her buttocks yelling, “Oh god…! Mount…! Me…! I want him in me…!” A loud wet sigh sounded as Dave’s thick shaft slowly slipped through her spasming vaginal sphincter, she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist and reached under his arms to hold her head to his shoulder as she cried out lost in her passions. Rachel’s body soon went limp and Dave let her slip back to the tabletop and watched as her belly heaved to her greedy breaths and his very subtle thrusts. A few minutes later, he slowly withdrew his erect penis.

 

“Would like to soak in the hot tub for a while?” Dave asked after several minutes of silence.

 

“My god I had no idea sex could be so rapturous so exquisitely painful and still feel so wonderful!” Rachel amorously expressed then went quiet for a moment and then answered, “Yes that sounds good.” and slowly sat up and looked around the room adding, “I forgot where I was for a second.” Her face looked so soft and glowing as she lay back down.

 

Dave playfully countered, “I think it was a lot longer than a second.” And pulled her up and onto her feet. They both slid into the hot tub.

 

“I feel a chilly draft on my face.” Rachel exhaustedly noted.

 

“Yes you do the air-conditioner has started.” Dave softly informed her.

 

After several minutes Rachel broke the dreamy silence, “Oh my… My insides have finely settled down.” then took in a deep breath and sighed loudly as she exhaled. Dave just kissed her on the ear and gently held her in his arms as the two of them soaked in the steamy water.

 

“You want a drink of water?” Dave asked after giving her a firm hugging.

 

“That would be wonderful.” Rachel warmly responded and asked, “Where is it?”

 

“Just push the blue tile in the back row.” Dave lazily directed.

 

“Oh my god!” Rachel burst out in surprise as the lid popped open when she pushed it and then in amazement remarked, “And they’re cold too!” She twisted off the lid of the bottle in her hand took a long drink then spun around and faced Dave and with a mouth full of water kissed him coaxing his mouth open with a finger and then filled his mouth then handed him his own bottle. Rachel took another long drink as she watched Dave drinking from his bottle.

 

“That was a new trick on me.” Dave excitedly admitted while Rachel settled back down on her back on top of him he added, “I liked it I can’t wait to spring it on Carol.”

 

“I’m glad you liked it I just thought of it.” Rachel licentiously claimed and then seductively added, “I hope I can watch.” then she pulled Dave’s semi erect penis between her legs and started stroking it then with a voice full of curiosity remarked, “I thought a man’s penis turned soft after ejaculating.”

 

“They usually do.” He sleepily replied the hot water has had a calming effect on both of them.

 

“Well you’res is still sort of hard.” Rachel warmly observed as she playfully squeezed his gland.

 

“Well that is because I haven’t ejaculated yet.” Dave seductively answered and kissed her softly on the ear and neck and with a whisper said, “I wanted to wait until we were in bed.”

 

“My god… I don’t think I can have another orgasm.” Rachel exasperatedly admitted but kept her hold on Dave’s hardening penis.

 

“That’s okay I’m the only one that needs to.” Dave humorously pointed out bit and sucked Rachel’s neck leaving one huge hicky and then directed, “Come on lets get dried off and go to bed it is really late or early.” Dave kissed Rachel’s fanny cheek as she crawled out of the tub on all fours, and then ordered, “Wait I want to kiss those sweet vaginal lips.” As she waited, he spread her buttocks with his thumbs and kissed each of her labia and her bristling clitoris and lasciviously observed, “Your little button is still pulsing.”

 

“You keep doing that and I will give you a squirt.” Rachel saucily threatened and then surprised her self with a seductive giggle. As promised she gushed a long stream and bowed her head as she listened to Dave slurping and licking her urine.

 

“Grab a towel dry me then I’ll watch as you dry your self.” Dave directed as he caught his wind. His gaze was fixed on Rachel’s buttocks as it swayed to her stride. Her face was glowing when she turned around towel in hand. Dave could see a late day shadow showing on Rachel’s legs, as her black hair was getting longer. He stood there while she vigorously rubbed his body with the towel front to back top to bottom. She turned around slowly as she dried her self, looking into Dave’s eyes when facing him. Though the bathroom had cooled, they both still had sweat beading on their bodies as they walked into the cooler bedroom drinks in hand with Rachel leading the way.

 

“Rachel would you please wear this?” Dave warmly asked as he walked to the chest of drawers taking out a long and wrinkled t-shirt letting it drape down showing the full length.

 

“I would be glad to.” Rachel warmly replied and holding it to her nose she took a deep quaff and then quickly slipped it on and then in a deepening salacious voice asked, “Dave would you like to make me ga… ag… on that huge cock of you’res for a while before we lay down?”

 

A serious but warm look washed across his face as he looked at Rachel and then earnestly admitted, “I don’t know what that is all about but I do love to hear a woman gagging and coughing when I push my member deep into her throat and pull it out.” He paused and gazed longingly at Rachel and said, “Yes I would very much I’ll not hurt you.”

 

“I know you won’t.” Rachel warmly said then quietly asked looking into his eyes, “Do you want me on my back or my side or sitting up?”

 

“Lying on your side curled up on the bed with your head over the edge.” Dave directed as he pulled a knee stool from under the bed.

 

With a wide and longing look in her eyes Rachel said, “I want you to give me as much as I can take and more.” Then she sucked Dave’s cock into her mouth and made her self gag right away.

 

“Easy… Easy honey I like to tease the reflex for a while watching your body retch for a while.” Dave explained as he entangled his fingers with her hair pushing mouth onto his penis with his hand. Then he started rubbing his thick saliva into her anus and then reached between her legs and slipped his middle fingers into her rectum. Dave’s penis stifled her moaning as he worked them in and out reaching in as deeply as he could. A quiet gurgle sounded as he pushed deeper into her eager mouth touching the back of Rachel’s throat. Her panicked breath gusted through her flaring nostrils. Her body retched from a deeper thrust and her arm shot up and flailed in the air and she let out a bunch of loud coughs but Dave stifled them by keeping his cock in her throat. Rachel’s muffled gags filled the room as her body retched violently.

 

Rachel rolled onto her knees and dropped her face to the floor when Dave pulled out and let loose with a series of violent dry heaves followed by a few retching coughs but rolled back onto her side showing her willingness to endure more and when her breathing slowed he gave her throat few quick and deep thrust with his rigid cock going even deeper but Rachel’s throat would not take all of it. For nearly thirty minutes, Dave repeatedly gagged Rachel with his penis causing her to violently retch and heave; stopping only long enough to let her catch her breath and her retching to subside. He stopped and listened as Rachel slurped her thick saliva back into her mouth and swallowed it while she played with his preejaculate oozing from his bulging gland then pulled his hips to her face sliding it deep into her throat as she tried to push her nose into his pubic hairs. A retching heave caused her to spit it out and cough violently, the cough was followed by a long groaning heave.

 

“I love the taste of your cock.” Rachel breathlessly gasped.

 

“I’m really ready to cum!” Dave breathlessly announced as his thrusting stopped. Rachel sucked at his gland trying to get more of Dave’s preejaculate into her mouth and she held onto his shaft not letting him pull it out.

 

“You can cum in my mouth if you want to!” Rachel enticingly suggested when she did finely let him pull out.

 

“I do but not this time.” Dave warmly declined as he maneuvered Rachel onto her back and gave her a passionate kiss slathering his tongue all over the inside of her mouth and then added with a whisper after ending the kiss, “I want to spend my semen in your hot womb.” And then showered her face with several little kisses while sliding her into the middle of the bed. He stood and walked to the closet Rachel’s eyes stared fixedly as she studied his every move. He opened the door and pulled out a long hotdog shaped pillow.

 

“Here roll onto your stomach and put this under your hips.” He warmly directed after returning to the bedside and then added, “It will hold your buttocks at the perfect angle and giving my cock an unobstructed access to your vaginal opening.”

 

Rachel with a seductive smile on her face slowly took the pillow from his hand and in an even warm voice asked, “May we do it doggy style for a while first I would like to see what that feels like.” She got onto her hands and knees pulled the long t-shirt up and then lasciviously wriggled her buttocks at Dave.

 

“Oh…! A woman after my heart; yes my darling yes Rachel you bet we can.” Dave eagerly responded as he moved onto the bed and sidled behind her placing his hands on her hips and moving his hips back and forth.

 

“Dave that feels wonderful.” Cooed Rachel as Dave pressed his gland on to her distended clitoris and let it slide along her puffy red labia. With each pass over her genitalia Rachel’s creamy thick Bartholin fluids coated his penile hood and oozed down his meaty shaft and with a light push with his thumb Dave slid his flared gland into Rachel’s vaginal opening causing her body to shudder and a raspy sigh to sound from deep in her throat. Dave watched as he popped the head of his penis in and out and marveled at the copious amount of creamy juice clinging to the soft thick skin behind the hood. He watched it slip in deeper and deeper and Dave closed his eyes when Rachel’s body quaked her elbows buckled and her knees slipped out from under her. The two of them fell into a laying position.

 

“Uh…! God…! It’s in me…! It’s all the way in me…! Dave…! Oh god it is in me!” Rachel shouted as she bucked her buttocks into his subtle thrusts. Her body turned hot and became slippery with sweat as she shook her buttocks. Dave buried his face in Rachel’s hair his movements became convulsive and he gasped for every breath and tightly hugged Rachel’s arms to her body, and a few moments later they both quietly lay on top of the bed. Dave found the spare blanket at the foot of the bed, unfurled it covering them with it. Dave slid his legs over Rachel’s and then squeezed both of their legs closed, and went to sleep with his penis steeping in his semen and Rachel’s vaginal juices.

 

Rachel was roused from her sleep by the cell-phone vibrating on her upper arm; she lifted her head and tried to get up when she found Dave was still sleeping on top of her and most of his flaccid penis was still inside her. She jumped when the phone vibrated again then she heard a quiet voice coming from it.

 

“Just whisper into the phone I will hear you; Hi I am Carol.” She directed and introduced her self then asked, “How was your first night with ‘my…!’ husband?”

 

“Heavenly I had no idea having a penis so far up inside could feel so good!” Rachel excitedly hissed into the phone straining to be quiet.

 

“It looks like he is still inside you?” Carol observed.

 

Rachel’s head bobbed up from the surprising information and asked, “Can…can you see us!?”

 

“Just be still I don’t want him awaken until he is ready and yes I watched you all night long.” Carol explained with a laugh in her voice and then she added in the same humorous tone, “We are going to archive the entire day and night in fact today as well so we can watch it all again.”

 

“Does he always keep his penis in you too?” Rachel pried.

 

“Of course he does that is one of his favorite things to do.” Carol answered and with a giggle Carol asked, “So those were your first orgasms right? How many did you have?”  

 

“Oh god I don’t know at some point they just blended together.” Rachel answered and paused then said, “Yes that was the first time I have ever enjoyed having sex.” Her answers were sincere but tentative, as she had become self-conscious at the thought of being caught on camera.

 

“We won’t be filming you all the time just the hallmark moments.” Carol consoled, but Rachel found little solace but was resolved to being a good study in order to make the contract’s end.

 

“I think Dave enjoyed me as much as I enjoyed him.” Rachel Said nearly bragging and with a strain in her voice added, “I really do have to go pee.”

 

“Well you know what to do. Right?” Carol teased just like Dave did.

 

“In the bed too?” she asked in a puzzled voice.

 

“Of course. There is a protective cover on the mattress.” Carol assured and laughed at Rachel’s shyness.

 

“Oh huh wha…” Dave muttered as he woke up and then asked, “Who are you talking to? Is that you Carol honey?”

 

“Hi Dave did you feel your ears burning?” Carol asked with a laugh adding, “Rachel says she has to pee.”

 

“I have a raging hard-on and don’t think she can do much more than a trickle.” Dave disclosed and started working his penis inside Rachel’s vagina.

 

Rachel grunted and bucked Dave off wrestled him to his back then straddled him and started covering him with her urine. She parted her swollen labia with her two fingers and directed her gushing stream covering him knees to neck. As her stream slowed to a trickle she scooted to his face opened Dave’s mouth with a finger and shot the last few squirts right into his mouth.

 

“Way to go girl!” Carol gayly cheered her voice much louder now because it was coming from the speaker in the wall.

 

Rachel slid back down and grabbed Dave’s throbbing hard-on and with a wriggle of her hips, it vanished into her vaginal well.

 

“Ride me Rachel Ride me!” Dave excitedly begged as he gripped the bed cover with both hands. Rachel rocked her buttocks back and forth in a fast but even speed; causing Dave to ejaculate in just a few minutes as his body relaxed, she slowed her movement until she was still and lying on top of him. The room was silent only the two lovers quiet breathing could be heard.

 

The lingering silence was cut by the high-pitched ring of a phone some where in the room. Dave’s body jerked with the second ring, rolled Rachel off, and sat up. Rachel’s face twisted in an ugly grimace as Dave withdrew his penis and she laid face up holding her genitalia in her hands and watched Dave go into the closet closing the door behind him.

 

“What is wrong Rachel?”  Carol asked sounding sincerely concerned.

 

“Oh my privates feel like they are on fire.” Rachel groaned out her reply.

 

“Well honey you probably rubbed them raw.” Carol explained in a sympathetic tone and added, “We have the perfect remedy for you we’ll get Dave to put some on if you want.”

 

“Í was really wet all the time we were making love.” Rachel whined and then a deepening passionate voice said, “I had no idea a man ejaculated so much sperm…” she paused and mused and then said, “my boyfriend barely had any in him when he came.”

  

“Well Rachel honey he probably masturbated twice that day maybe even three times before he came on you.” Carol informed, then after a long pause added, “Then Dave really ‘does…’ release a copious amount sperm more than most.”

 

“Yea I knoooww…!” Rachel playfully acknowledged and then added, “Even when he cums for the third time I can feel his sperm gushing inside.”

 

Dave came from the closet carrying a large labelless black jar and said, “Carol says you need some of this. Would you like some?” And he pointed at the jar in his hand.

 

“Ye yes I would.” Rachel answered while sitting on the bed hugging her knees.

 

“Well Rachel honey lay back and spread your legs wide for him.” Carol directed.

 

As Rachel lay back Dave brayed, “Wow can you see that honey!?”

 

“Yes I can!” Carol quickly responded. There between Rachel’s spread legs was a long thick rope of spent sperm stretching from the top of the covers back into her gaping red vagina with another large gelatinous mass sliding down her anus.

 

“Rachel I want to slurp that sperm up and drink it.” Dave excitedly said.

 

“Well sure go ahead…it is your sperm. I belong to you, I want to keep you happy.” Rachel warmly replied.

 

“Save some for Rachel Dave honey.” Carol ordered and in a lascivious tone said, “I want her to taste your sperm and her vaginal juices.”

 

“I will Carol.” He replied. Dave showered Rachel’s thigh with kisses as he moved closer to her sore looking sperm soaked vagina. She let out a loud giggle when Dave started slurping up their juices.

 

“As sore as I am that sure feels good.” Rachel purred and cupped the back of Dave’s head with both hands spreading her legs wide. When Dave looked up his nose cheeks and chin were covered with the thick gelatinous juices. When he leaned down to kiss Rachel she sucked the juices from his lips and chin then opened her mouth and watched as a long stringer stretched from his mouth to hers and then they enjoyed a lingering kiss.

 

Dave broke the kiss and began to explain, “This salve will make you feel a little groggy, maybe dizzy and light headed; but it will stop the burning and heal the chafing.

 

“That is fine I still want it please.” Rachel eagerly indicated she exaggeratedly spread her legs and watched as Dave applied a generous amount. “Oooo That feels all warm and tingly.” She salaciously described. After a few minutes, Dave began to work it into Rachel’s every little fold of her chafed genitalia, daubing some onto and into her rectum. She looked on as Dave produced a large cotton swab on a long stick soaking the swab with a generous amount of salve. Rachel wriggled her buttocks as it slipped a little ways into her vagina. Dave had an impish smile as he swirled it around inside Rachel’s vaginal sheath and then daubing her urethral opening.

 

“Ooohaaa…! That is wonderful.” Rachel cooed as she stretched her arms over her head and under the pillows closing her eyes and started breathing deeply sounding increasingly relaxed. Her legs were still raised but were slowly drooping.

 

“How is that?” Dave quietly asked as he slathered more of the salve onto the swab and slowly slipped it into her rectum.

 

“The burn and itch are gone and my insides feel all warm and squishy, and that soft sliding into my butt feels good too.” Rachel replied in a pleasingly hypnotic voice. He slowly moved the swab in circular motion while he listened to her answer. “Oh my…! My body feels so heavy.” Rachel purred a warm smile beaming from her face.

 

“That is the way it is suppose to feel…” Dave said then quietly suggested, “You can sleep now if you want to.” And after a few more slipped the swab out.

 

Rachel awoke to a dark empty bedroom; her head was swimming and she was trying to figure out where she was, and how she got there. She found her self under the covers wearing only here panties or so she thought. When she sat up and looked around the room it all slowly came back to her in broken images a warm smile began to beam. Rachel threw the covers back saying out loud to her self, “My god I’ve been diapered! And tugged at the rubber panties.” Rachel saw that she had been fitted with a real cloth diaper and rubber pants, and then tried to get up but her knees warbled and she fell to the floor. After working half way onto the bed, she felt pressure building in her bowels and had to urinate. Rachel was unable to stand and too tired to crawl so she just lay across the corner of the bed waiting for her strength to return. Rachel let out a loud groaning grunt when she was suddenly over taken by convulsions that swept through her bowels, her back arched with each one. The diaper began to sag from the weight of the feces filling it; and then she sighed and started urinating, the sound of gushing urine filled the room causing the diaper to sag even farther.

 

“Oh good girl…!” Carol cheered her voice emanating from the phone on Rachel’s arm.

 

“Your Carol right?” Rachel asked still dazed from the narcotic in the salve.

 

“That is right you remembered.” Carol pleasantly reinforced Rachel’s memory and then added, “I am Carol and I own you lock, stock, rectum, and beautiful pussy, all you live for now is to satisfy my every whim and fancy.”

 

“Do you want me to wait for you to change me?” Rachel asked.

 

“That was perfect darling.” Carol sang then with a somber voice added, “I am afraid I am going to be away far too long for you to wait. My family needs me here for a while longer making arrangements. I will let you clean your self after we finish talking.”

 

“I’ve never cleaned a diaper; what do I do?” Rachel asked her voice filling with discomfort.

 

“It’s in the booklet Dave gave you read it ‘before…!’ you take your diaper off.” Carol directed.

 

“Are you the diaper lady Starr told me about?” Rachel pried.

 

“No. I’m not the person Starr told you about but I did diaper Starr several times, and I will diaper you too.” Carol coolly replied and then added, “I’ve sent you an e-mail and Dave has left you a note on the kitchen table so be a good girl do what I tell you and we will get along famously…and oh yes I will be checking in on you to make sure you are okay while we are away. Talk to you again soon by for now.”

 

“Good-by Carol… Carol…?” Rachel looked around the room waiting for an answer and noticed her booklet sitting on the dresser read the two-word post-it note from Dave ‘pantaloons only’ and then quickly read the chapter dealing with her dirty diaper. She pre-washed it in the toilet first then started it soaking in fresh soapy toilet bowl and jumped into the shower washed her bottom and the rest of her. She stopped when she realized she was eagerly racing to read Dave’s note and then let the hot water splash on her body for a long time. She again started to race when she put on her Pantaloons then with deliberate intent walked down the stairs stopping on each one. She found the note where they had eaten their soup and sandwiches and read it.

 

Dear Rachel sorry I had to leave before you woke up from your long nap. It is two in the afternoon and you have been sleeping around the clock. You had a real work out for your first day and a half and earned the extra several hours of sleep. You were really good, very good and I will eagerly await you fruits, till then be good to Carol. Dave. PS I just heard from Carol and she is going to be detained by her family for a few more weeks. We will both be checking in on you while we are away for so long. Stay busy for now Dave.

 

 

                              The end

The Interview chp. 3

 

I had a lot of fun writing this story I hope this part made up for the detail oriented first two parts. If you want to send a comment please e-mail me at ‘writermike2003@yahoo.com’ all reasonable e-mails will be replied to. Thank you for your time writermike

 

 

 

One morning I had seen her walking around with no bra on and i could see her hard nipples through her shirt.  Ever since then I have been fantasizing about her while i masturbated.

At around 12 Anthony put on cinemax and there was a porn on. As we were watchin it i got extrememly hard and put a blanket over me to cover up my hard on.  After about 10 mins Anthony said he was very horny and said he was goin to masturbate.  I said i wasnt too horny so i would wait until later.  Anthony then with a blanket over him, jerked off for 10 mins until he said that he had cummed.  After he came, he turned off the porn and put on Con Air. After about 30 mins i looked over and saw that Anthony was asleep.  I tried waking him up but he was out for the night.  At this point i was extremely horny so i figured that i would go get another pillow and blanket from upstairs then jerk off then go to sleep.  I walked into the kitchen then into the living room then up the stairs quietly. I didnt want to wake up Mrs. M. 

I walked up to the closet and grabbed a pillow and a blanket.  As I was doin this i heard low moans coming from Mrs. M's room.  My cock instantly hardened.  I was so horny and I had to check it out.  I slowly walked over to her door and put my ear up to it.  I now heard her moaning loudly.  I needed to see this.  I slowly opened the door just barely enough to see her on her bed.  The site I saw made my dick the hardest its ever been.  Mrs. M was on her bed naked with her legs spread and 3 fingers in her perfectly shaved cunt and her other hand was caressing her nice tits.  I watched for about 5 minutes until I finally couldnt resist anymore and i pulled out my fully erect 7 inch cock.  My precum was already oozing from the tip of my dick.  I started to stroke my cock as I watched my friends beautiful mom masturbate.

I watched as her fingers went deep into her pussy and as she carressed her hard nipples.  I could see the juices of her pussy on her fingers as they went in and out.  Her moans got louder and louder as she went on.  My strokes got faster and faster.  I felt that I would cum soon.  I kept watchin Mrs. M finger her cunt and rub her clit for about 15 mins.  Then Mrs. M arched her back and fingered her cunt even harder until she let out a big moan and collapsed on her bed.  At this site i came so hard.  The hardest I ever came in my life.  The cum shot all over the door to her room.  I watched as she pulled out her fingers from her pussy, her cum was all over her and her fingers.  Then i watched as she put her fingers by her face and sniffed them.  Then she put all 3 fingers in her mouth and sucked off the juices.  This was by far the hottest thing i've ever seen.  Not wanting to get caught I quickly put my cock back into my pants, picked up the pillow and blankets and went back downstairs.

I went back into the family room and put on the TV thinkin about what i had just seen.  I again got hard so i put on some porn and jerked off again thinkin about what had just happened.  After i came i cleaned it up and went to sleep. 

The next morning Mrs. M woke us up and made us breakfast.  I was still nervous wondering if i would get confronted about what had happened.  After breakfast Anthony went to take a shower and i told Mrs. M that i would walk home now. She said ok.  As i was walking out the door Mrs. M said, "Tim, I hope you enjoyed last night." then she winked at me.  I smiled and said that it was great and i thanked her.  Then i walked out and down the steps and walked home.  I now know that she had noticed me at her door that night.  This just makes me hornier when i jerk off to the thaught of Mrs. M masturbating and her knowing i was there.

As I showerd I noticed that the double window had the curtains opend and the shade up. As I moved around in the shower totally enjoying the water I turned around and saw in the reflection of the mirror the sexy neighbor. She was sitting there with a book and some sun glasses on. She looked hot. Guess the baby's sleep. I decided to soap up. As I did I studied her body. Pale white skin. Almost glowing in the sunlight. Long dark hair contrasting with her hair. Nice big tits. I know nothing from bra size but sufice it to know. They were more then a hand full. She looked a lot like wonder woman sitting there with that short dress and sleevless shirt on. Her stomach was almost flat as she sat there. And her bare feet...wow long toes not too long...a little bumpy at the joints but not too much. Long and slender but not big old sasquash feet. I could see them pretty well from where I was. And as I concentrated on her feet My cock started to rise. It just sort of uncurled and slowly stood up.

The thing about feet with me is that I like them a lot. Fettish dose not even apply. To me feet rank up there with tits. When I see toe cleavage instant rock hard on. When I see naked feet with long pants ooohhh I could cum.With sandels yum ! wih flip flops Damn! But, the best is to see bare legs straight down to bare feet. I like all kinds hairy or not. Stubby or long. Any color all races. When I go out and about you could spot me. I'll be the one looking down. And walking funny as I try to hide my pole. Show those feet ladies! Snellville and Dekelb counties...I'm out there roaming the parks and malls yum!

I start strokin my dick. It's big thick heavy and hard. There's no give in the thing. I soap it for lubrication. I'm not being easy or trying to make it last. I'm looking at my neighbor and jerking off as she reads her book. I graon a little as I feel the build up in my balls. This is going to be quick. I close my eyes as I begin to cum. "OOOHHHUUUHHH" As I release I open my eyes to see my neighbor with her legs up in her chair her feet in even better display framed against those bare creamy thighs. That little short skirt all the way up and all I see are her little red panties. The little pussy mound and the rest almost disapearing into the crack of her sexy shapely ass. She has her knees to her face and her arms about her calfs holding her book. Funny how she's been faceing me the whole time. Can't tell where she's looking. That thought alone lengthend my orgasmic after shocks a few more seconds.

I linger in the shower a few more moments, cleaning and enjoying the cum high. Not wanting to loose sight of my sexy neighbor I decide to use the door to the halway. Let me explain. I have two door to my bathroom. One opens to my room. The other to the halway that is between my room and my spare room. There is a linen closet there on the wall faceing the staircase up to my loft that overlooks the bedroom. I get out of the tub and think to myself I wonder if she can see me is she even looking ? Then as I get out of the tub I hear her shift in her deck chair. It takes all I've got not to react. My heart starts pounding hard and fast. It feels like It's in my ears. My fingers get real cold as it dawns on me. If I can hear her She can hear me. She heard me cum. My dick Got real hard real fast. I'm suprised my dick done that so soon after what I call a relief of tension cum. It's what I usually do after work. Puts me in a relaxed mood till just about bedtime. When I'll be needing the real thing.

I decide to steal a quick glance in the mirror as I step out and half turn left toward the tub. As if checking for somthing. She has her legs crossed now with one hand holding the book and elbow on the arm rests. The other hand down between her thighs right where her pussy is. Is she touching herself ? My breathing's getting hard to controll. I play it off as a yawn and walk right out into the hallway. Whatever her view was before it just got better I thought. Cause now she is almost perfectly lined up to see straight down my hallway. At that time I had no stomach. A defined chest but not really big. Broad shoulders and a toned a little toward the muscular side body. Six Two 200lbs even. I walk to get a freas towel and go into my room. I usually do this in the bathroom with the door closed or half open. Then the thought hit me...just how long has she been watching me ? Since I moved in and brought this place ? OOOh The hotness of it all. A sexy fine woman on the perv tip with me as her target.

I go to the left side of my bed. It's the side her vantage point is on. I haven't looked out the wndow since walking in. I hear her shift again. It's killing me not to react to every sound she makes. I reach for the remote and turn on the T.V. I fumble with it and drop it purposefully in order to have a reason to turn around an look out of the window. She's standing now. And just as I looked her way she shot her head upward as if that's where she was looking the whole time. I linger on her. Her shades are in her hand and I can see her whole body as she stands. Wonder woman my ass. She's way better to look at and she's real and bare foot too damn.  She moves now to lean against the railing somewhat. I act like I'm toweling off as I three quater the window. This way I can make it look like I'm watching the T.V. while being carefull not to wet the bed too much. With my face not quite in her direction and me acting as normal as I can while I towel my legs one at a time using the bed for support. My cock is dribling and oozing pre cum. I turn my back as I do my torso and arms. I'm in the three quater stance again facing the T.V. As I towel my head I adjust so I can just see then turn slightly and slow like and now I have confirmation. She's staring intently at my eight incher.

I drop the towel and go get the lotion. I use it sometimes but this time it will be but a prop in my show.  I begin to lotion my arms first. But then i realized. There's now way to see her watching me the whole time. Damn ! But in order not to scre her away or break the illusion I'll just have to do without. Besides the knowlegde she's watching has me so hot. How long before I yank one out. I'll just lotion my slef and try and not jump the gun and start yanking...she might think the show was over and go in. I turn my back to her fully now and then I see my ace. My picture hanging cold fish has a pic right there on the wall. A good size too. My on looker is almost plainly sen in the reflection of the glass. Her eyes are on me. She can't tell I can see her in the reflection so she stops hiding and stealing glances. She moves her chair back a little and sits down again. I start on my ass. I lotion it low and deliberate. She licks her lips. I do one cheek then the other. Hell pre cum is just oozing out of my dick. Fells like I need to pee ? Damn It feals like cum. It feels like I might cum right now. I turn to my left now. I slowly do my whole left leg. Stopping at the cructh area. Am I teasing her or my self. My dick just wants to shoot. I put my right leg up on the bed now. Like this with my body three quatered she should be able to see my big ass balls, my very erect cock, my flat stomach and strong looking legs. It's all for her on dispay. I slowly begin to lotion my right leg. Wish I could more often look at her. But as long as she thinks I don't know this can continue. From this position I can glance but not too often. At least that's what i'm thinking. The lotion on the bed between latherings is hard to do now in this position. So without thinking I put the lotion bottle on the nightstand. "WWHHOO HHOO!" I can actually see her fully every time I reach for the bottle. Great! It's still very bright out. It's summer timeish. Kids aint out yet. I begin to apply lotion to my groin area. All around my balls and base of my cock. I turn towards her ever so slightly to give her full view as to what's next. As I reach for the lotion I see her smilling. Dirty like. Like she was stealing and getting away with it. And in fact she was, what a turn on. I begagn slowly lotioning my balls from the base of my shaft up to where my cock juts out from my nut sack.

I reach for more lotion. My cock seems longer then usual, I've never felt the jead of my cock against my belly above my navel before. This time I put the glob in my hands with out rubbing them together. As I do this I steel a glace at her. She's leaning so far foward in her chair it looks like she's going to fall. Her legs are pressed together so hard I can make out the red and white of her thighs like when white people sqeeze their looser skin after too much sun. Her shades are back on, her face is a little darker and her smile is gone. Her elbows are on her knees and the book is open and just hanging there.

She's as hot as I am I find myself thinking.When I put the lotion on my cock I wait a brief moment then I pull back my fore skin with my right hand and hold the lotion there against my cock as the super sensitive part of my cock is revealed. This sensation sends intense shocks into my belly makin be cut my breths. I loose myself in the sensations. Now with both hands I begin the slow caress. This is so hard to do standing. My legs go week as I try to maintain balance and control. jerking off is better laying or sitting. This standing is hard to do when I'm this turned on.

I caress the head while holding the skin back tight like but not too much. I almost black out like that and just deside to jerk normally. I pull a few quick ones and just cum. Explosively. It's everywhere. But the after shocks are so intense i feel like i'm cumming again. I can't even touch myself for a while. My cock goes soft but stays long. The head won't retreat back into the sheath. Did I over do it ? I use the towel to clean up what I can find. I steal another glance out at my neighbor as I clean up. She gets up. There's a darkstain where she was sitting. She turns the cushin over. Her little short dress is wrinkled where she sat and there's the stain. She goes into the house. Me? I stay naked. I'm gonna cum again just on the memory of what just happend. And from now on when I get home. These windows will be opend.

I had no real ideal of sex or boys or girls for that matter, until Aunt Tilley came to take me away.  She lived on a farm in the middle of a cow pasture with an outhouse.  Not really but she did have a place so far from any town that it was a days ride in the truck to or from town.

Mom shipped me by bus to her that early summer day.  Tilley was my mom’s oldest sister and now at 59 was cranky, crude and down right ugly looking.  She was 5’11” 220 pounds.  Her body was more shaped by donuts than her figure of 36D-32-38.  She was tanned from working in the sun all the time, ash she raised everything she ate, vegetables, chickens, hogs, cows and hell.  She had extremely long gray hair that looked to me as she had played with the electricity too many times.  It was standing out as far as it was long.  Her green eyes were a sign of trouble and her tobacco chewing made me sick and this as we road to her house.  I was just about to hit 17 then.  I have a nice looking body 34C-26-34 and at I think my blonde hair is natural no matter what others say, I know my eyes are really blue so there.  I may just be 5’1” but I still could grow one day.

Freshly off parole and ready for more trouble, thinking that someone might actually care enough to spend time with me, as I was shipped to BFE. 

Tilley had greeted me at the station with a surely smile and then tossed me and my bags into the back of the truck.  My white and pink tank top was brown and black before we spun out while coming to stop on the “Farm” as she called it.  My nice pink hot pants were yellowed and browned as well from the hay and corn grains I slid around on.  When I jumped off the back bumper they split right up the seat.  Tilley laughed at me and then said I should change while I unpacked as she handed me my bags and said, “Get upstairs.  Dinner is in thirty minutes and no one cooks’ after seven.”

Her house was a two story old style farm house complete with tin roof and no air conditioner.  There was no cable, no DVD, no video games or even old video movies.  I walked up the steps to the bedroom at the top back and found it had a bed, a dresser and one light bulb hanging down from the ceiling with a chain at the bottom.  My only real thrill was the window sill was two feet wide and six feet long and some real fluffy pillows on both ends and most importantly a cool breeze whistling through the screen wire.

I freaked when I saw the bathroom.  There was only one and it had sink, a commode and a cast iron tub from the days of the old west.  There was nothing else at all, not even a single power outlet in the bathroom.  Then as I stashed my hair care, make up and perfume on my dresser along with all my other stuff I changed shorts and tops and went down to dinner.

It was corn on the cob, green beans and fried okra and liver for the meat.  No soda, no juice but tea and water or milk to have with it.  The place was absolutely from 1806 not 2006. 

Tilley served us a platter each and then sat down and began to feed like a hog.  She slurped her tea down three times and before I had managed to east a third of mine, she was clearing the table of the left-overs and dishes.

We didn’t speak much at all that night.  My mom had informed her of my short comings and troubles and so she let me stew, as she would later say, in my own juices.  When the sun went down we sat watching a fuzzy version of local television news and then it was bedtime.

The air inside the house was cool but not cold. I wore my short pants to bed and then wound up on to of my covers until I feel asleep just past nine.  That was the earliest I ever went to sleep, but at 4:30 the next morning that was just weird as I was awoken by her gentle touch.  It was just before she tossed a pitcher of cold water on me and the bed.

I staggered into the bathroom to be greeted by a moose-like call from her as she sat upon the throne.  Gasping for breathe I fled into the bedroom and changed there into a dry pair of shorts and a shirt that had a picture of the devil on it, and I thought he should feel at home here.  I was forced to labor washing dishes after breakfast and then change and wash my wet bed sheets.  My next task was to help milk her big dairy cow and then carry the hot milk back to the house before spilling it. 

After washing down the porch and scrubbing it with a brush and a bar of soap, then washing the windows inside and out, I was allowed to rest for the afternoon.  I feel asleep in strangest place, on the window sill and there I stayed until I smelt hamburgers frying.  I raced downstairs and wasn’t disappointed as Tilley thought I might enjoy one.  I did and even after it was ten times the normal size smothered in lettuce tomatoes and cheese.  After dinner she had me wash while she dried and then hen I got sassy and uppity as she called it, I realized why I was sent to her.

“You mom wants me to make a good girl out of you or kill you trying,” she said in a surely angry way.  Then as she dried the skillet by heating it on the eye of the stove she added, “My ideal for you is simple.  I need a good woman to work and take care of my house while I do the farm.  You can be my little woman or I can wear you out as my mule.  Which will it be?”

“Well now let me see,” I said so sarcastically that a puddle formed beneath me, “I can be your house slave or you field hand.  Hum, I take option number three.”

“I thought you might Star, so you might as well get going,” Tilley said as she stepped back away from me and pointed at the open back door.  Then surely added, “You might even make it to the nearest neighbor’s house before midnight if you leave right now.  I wouldn’t be surprised if you get to town by the next full moon.  Sometime before you starve or get lost so bad you never find your way home, you might just come to understand that you have only two options and number three isn’t one of them.”

Now I knew that as we drove for six hours to get here and the last house I saw before this one was at least two hours drive time.  Sure the roads were curvy and bumping but we were doing thirty the whole way.  That meant a very long walk.  That meant I was trapped and that mean she was right.  Then as I knowingly incited her with, “Yeah so I guess I better be going then.”  She smiled and said, “Good night dear.  I hope to see you in the morning, if not, well I hope your feet don’t wear out.”

She went to bed as I stood there finishing the dishes and sulking.  I was angry and sort of mad at myself for being such a jerk.  I never even tried to make it work and then I just gave in and turned out the lights and went to bed.  It was not even eight when my head hit the pillow and I was asleep. Now over the next week I began to accept that I was marooned in the middle of no where.  I did all I was asked and even managed to be good at it.  In three more weeks time I had begun to earn kind words for my job performance.  Then one afternoon a huge storm came out of the west.  It built for hours and the wind picked up and as I watched Tilley struggle to gather all the corn she could, I knew I had to help her.  I raced into the fields and together we managed to load 24 bushels of corn on a wagon and lead it and the horse back to the barn just as it hit.  The lightening was flashing wildly about and the hail stones fell like golf balls and all that before the real storm struck.  I put the horse into the stall and began to try and close the barn doors as the wind and rain swept in on me.  The force of the wind slammed me into the door and then it wide open on the wall of the barn knocking me to the ground.  The rain poured down on me soaking me completely as I was stunned by several large hail stones.  One of which struck my right boob and then my soaked pussy protected by my shorts.  Tilley snatched me up and the door and slammed it shut as the main band hit.  She pulled me over into the center of the barn to where an old table and stool were and sat me down on it.  She took my shirt off me and examined my breast and saw that it was bright red just above the nipple but no permanent damage or gaping wounds.  That’s when it happened.  I looked down as she slowly and gently examined my breast and nipple and while I was frightened, I felt something tingle.

“I don’t think it hurt you too bad Star.  You might have bruise in the morning but I don’t think it hit a rib or punctured anything,” she said as she looked and felt of it one more time.

“I got hit here too, will you check it please,” I said pointing at my crotch.

I stood as she slowly undid my shorts and slid them and my panties to the floor.  There was a sort of rosy round circle just below my navel and about a half inch from clit.  It was easy see on my shaven bikini area and as Tilley slid a finger over it; her pinky touched the tip of my slit.  I stepped out of my wet shorts and panties and widened my legs apart, and in one way I know why I did it.  I wanted it to happen, as I was lonely, horny and scared of being left for good there.

She looked up at me as bolt of lightening streaked near the loft opening, and I sort of jerked my body.  She saw I was frightened by the storm but she also saw I was asking for something.  “You don’t have any real bad marks here darling, but you could have a half dollar black spot in the morning.  That would be ashamed to mar such a sweet perfect little body like yours with.”  Then as her hand slowly caressed my left inner thigh, I moaned lowly but in a good way.

She noticed it and let her hand come back up the same path just the same way as before and once more I moaned.  Her free hand slid over and across my bare little white ass slowly and then rested on my back thigh for a second as she stood up.  I was sort of sparkling in my eyes as I looked at her and said, “Oh that felt good.  Better than anything I ever felt.”

“You done something like this before Star?” she asked in a motherly way.

“One time a few years ago a girl and I were showering at her house and she caressed my butt a few times,” I said honestly, and then added, “She also washed me right here.” As I took her hand and placed it on my left breast and said, “She washed it so good with her hands and then her mouth.”

Well Tilley didn’t need two invitations as she slipped her mouth to my nipple and kissed it as her hand gently fondled my ass and upper thigh.  I cooed madly as she did it and with the winds at all time highs, we moved back until we came to the table and I placed my naked body on it for her pleasure.  She didn’t kiss me on the lips until after she kissed me on my other lips.  Her mouth made a direct visit there first.  She let her warm breath cover me for a few seconds then she began to nibble and lick and kiss until I was lost by her magic touch.  When she entered it with her tongue I was already her prisoner and willing sex partner.  She stayed there until I was satisfied that I began to twitch and yelp with my first real orgasm ever.  She knew it and could tell by the flooding in her mouth and the way I acted, so she began to assault it again and this time her hands slid up onto my breast and took them and fondled me so softly that I heard singing coming from me.

When I exploded the second time it was intense and powerful and I shuttered and screamed in delight as her mouth eagerly devoured me.  Then she stood up and told me, “Wait her for a moment.”

She walked to the door and before opening it, she stripped her body naked.  Then she went out into the rain and let it soak her flesh.  She came back dripping wet, and her hair now flattened long on he body and the water that had washed the dirt from her made me want her.  I took her right breast she held my head in her arm and I sank my mouth over it fully.  I fed upon her until my head was lifted and our lips met for the first time.  It was magic after that.  I kissed her like I did my first boyfriend and soon I began to think of her just as that, my man.  She was more manly than feminine and as I was led to her body parts I felt like her woman. She helped me to find the part of me that had been missing, the longing for intimacy.  She wouldn’t let me satisfy her saying, “You must wait for me to bathe properly for you.”

The storm lasted for hours as we huddled in the corn crib on an old blanket.  We moved in there to lessen the effects of the wind which was still howling.  Our kissing grew stronger and deeper as did our fondling and playful touching.  When the storm ended, I calmly told her, “Follow me Tilley.”

I led her up to the bathroom and as the power was out, we still had just enough hot water to settle in by candlelight and enjoy the bath together.  I bathed her body and then as I had her stand, I shaved her pussy for its first time ever.  What I found under the mass of pubic hair was a fresh tight almost virgin pussy.  Much like me she had never been with a man and her female contact was limited to three others before me, as she explained, “Well I was 17 when I lost my virginity to my sister and your mother.  She took me to town for my birthday, we walked from here to town and slept in the woods the two nights we were gone.  The second night on our way home, she slipped out of her clothes and was playing with her own body when I woke and caught her and then we began to play with ourselves and each other.”

“My mother !?” I said confused and excited then added, “You had her as well?”

“Well it happens that your grandmother had been playing around with me for a couple of years after the other kids moved away.  I was 23 and she took me in the bedroom and basically raped me.”  She said in a matter of fact way and then added, “I met another woman that I really liked after mom passed away, and we had an  affair for a few years before she left for the city and never came back.  Seems she met a guy and feel in love and that was the end of my sex life until today.”

I sat back massaging her shoulders and said, “Tell me about your sex life with mom and granny.”

“Well you mom was only a couple of times after we played around.  Generally when she was lonesome and had no one in her life, although we did get drunk a few years ago after she was divorced.” She said as her lips found my own and we kissed deeply, and the she looked into my eyes and said, “She was feeling poorly and I helped her feel better and myself.  I mean June had left me and Tim her, so we kind of made each other feel better.”

“Now tell me about granny, miss prim and proper,” I said coolly.

“It was odd how it started.  We were lonely and both feeling bad, I guess that’s how it starts.  We were playing cards and my nightshirt came open.  The next thing I know she is behind me stripping it off me and fondling me like mad.  I tried to say no and her hands made there way to my pussy and I was naked on the floor letting her control me.  The next thing you know we were pretty much sleeping together every night.” She said in a sad but really truthful voice.

Just about then she stood up and said, “Now if you want to talk more we can, but if you want to learn what its like first hand, meet me in my bedroom.”

I followed her like the puppy in heat I was.  I was between her legs and licking her pussy faster than she could get settled in.  I ate her through three major orgasms and then offered her my fingers to use as a dildo, which she did, and all while she ate me out fully.  When the night ended, I was naked sleeping in her arms and in love with her.  She knew this and she accepted me fully.  She was the first person to show me the things she did and I needed it more than anyone can know.

I never went back home, and though you might say I am a lesbian, I could care less.  Tilley has what I need and shares it with me often and freely.  So the next time you think you don’t have anyone, check your own tree, there just may be someone up it waiting for you too.

This particular day, it was around 1:30 in the afternoon and I was driving down Michigan Avenue after a mini-shopping spree at the mall. My car was nothing fancy. In fact it wasn’t fancy at all. A Geo. Nuff said. I knew nothing about him, other than the fact that he was unbelievably cute. He pulled up in a truck. His attire screamed mechanic, lower middle class worker probably on his way to his next job. He also was very cute.

 

He pulled up beside me and gunned his engine. That was how he caught my attention. It was his smile that held it. Blue. He wore blue. A dark blue shirt with the sleeves cut off (straight out of the eighties), and denim pants. Most importantly he had muskles. That’s right: muskles. Not the bulging kind that said he spent countless hours in the gym, but rather the kind you knew he got through hard labor. His arms were tight and lean and his hands on the steering wheel looked rough and dirty. He was so my type. The type I could never bring home to daddy. The type that I decided I had to stay away from, at least for a little while, until daddy calmed down. He was still a little bit upset over the whole Malik experience. Le sigh. I hope that boy is all right, wherever he is.

 

Smiling my regret, I pulled away without a second glance as soon as the light turned green. Spotting the nearest gas station, I pulled in and went inside to put money on the pump. When I came back, guess who was leaning a hip against the hood of my little brown car. With arms all crossed and muskles bulging, there he stood — Mr. Sexy himself.  Damn, those jeans. Oh God, he filled them out just right.  A girl could wrap her thighs right around…le sigh. Never mind.

 

I stuffed the remainder of my cash in the front part of my jeans and walked over to the car. Moving around him like he wasn’t there, I opened the door, popped the gas tank and proceeded to pump my gas. When I looked at him again he was still leaning, watching me with a cocky smirk. Did I mention I love cocky?

 

“What’s your name?”

 

Ohhhh. Deep. My pussy just doesn’t know how to act, boy. She was starting to act a little crazy, jumping around in my panties like she ain’t never seen a fine mother fucker before with a voice that sung ‘I was made for fucking….’ Okay, maybe I’m being a little dramatic, but he was sexy and I was horny.

 

“Brianna.”

 

“Pretty.”

 

Click! The gas stopped. Five dollars didn’t take you as far as it used to. I replaced the nozzle back on the cradle.

 

“Brianna?”

 

I sighed (I sigh a lot; have you noticed?). I didn’t want to look at him or acknowledge him. I knew what he wanted. I also knew I would say yes.

 

“Wanna have some fun?”

 

I turned and looked into those eyes.

 

“What kind of fun?”

 

There was that smirk again. “Follow me.”

 

I’m such a hoe. I’m a hoe with no morals and a weak pussy. I’m going to hell.

 

I hopped into my little Geo and followed him through a series of side streets, leading up to a subdivision of sorts — a family neighborhood. “What the fuck?”

 

We went a little further and finally he pulled into a small community park, a good distance from the family homes. It was a weekday so parents were at work and kids were at school. It was a low traffic area. I get it now.

 

He hopped out the cab and dropped the tailgate. From the metal box he pulled out a blanket and spread it across the bed.

 

“Come here often?”

 

He looked back and smiled at me. I copped his cocky pose as I leaned my hip against my Geo, watching him work.

 

“Nahhhh. You’re the first.”

 

“Uh huh.”

 

 He moved down to the edge and sat there, legs hanging. “Come here, Brianna.”

 

I walked up to him and found my way between his legs. He kissed me and it was on. I climbed on top of him, feeling him, measuring him. I spread my thighs and rotated my hips. He was hard, solid, and eager. He watched me move. Watched my body slowly grind against his. I took a deep, slow breath, going with the moment, seeing where it led.

 

He leaned back, lazy-like, resting on his elbows, looking up at me with a tilted down head. It was the best come-hither stare I’ve ever seen on a man. I raised my skirt and pushed aside my panty thong and began playing with my clit in front of him. I watched him watch my pussy as I manipulated it for my pleasure. The moisture began to slowly flow and I knew what he saw, because I felt it coat my fingers as it coated my pussy lips, my hair and my tiny little bud. Just when the flow began to slide down my fingers like syrup and onto my panties, I caught the drops and pushed them back home where they came from. I dipped in my puss with three fingers and rubbed my juices into my pink, wet skin.

 

He reached over and pushed two of his own fingers in between mine, inside my pussy and together we rubbed and rubbed, until I got very close to letting go. I rocked against the pleasure. I closed my eyes and tilted my head back, exploring the feeling. After a minute, he reached up and began unbuttoning his shirt. A smooth, hairless, muscled chest came into view as well as the shiny glint of metal — a nipple ring piercing his hard, dark nub. He reached up and gripped my face and pulled me to his chest. My tongue wrapped around the loop. I traced it, moving back and forth over it. I caught it in my teeth and gently pulled. He moaned at the action. He gripped the back of my head and pulled me upward.

 

Our lips met in an all-consuming kiss. Before long our positions were reversed and he was on top. As I leaned back, supporting myself on my elbows, he straddled my hips, kneeling over me. Breaking our kiss, he stood up and reached down and unzipped his dirty jeans. He pushed his pants and underwear to mid-thigh, which was as far down as they could go with such a wide open-leg stance. Then he reached in a pocket and pulled out his wallet. A square foil wrapper came out of it, but I barely saw it; what I saw was him, poking out at me. His cock was short, but thick and dripping juice. Unable to resist, my tongue shot out and caught a drop before it landed somewhere on my thigh. I followed the path of that drop to the pulsing cock that it came from and licked my way down its veiny sides. He worked the condom on his cock despite my interfering tongue.

 

“Turn around. Get on your knees.”

 

I obeyed. Within seconds his cock pierced my tight pussy and he started to fuck me. My pussy protested at first, making movement hard for him. It’s been so long since she had any attention, but within a few strokes he paused and pulled out. Instead smaller digits entered my body, spreading me slowly with each stroke, pooling liquid onto his fingers. I heard him groan behind me at the sight.

 

“I need to be fucked so bad,” I whispered. “It’s been so long. Don’t worry. You’ll fit. I’ll make you fit. I just can’t wait. Please?”

 

Within seconds a wider, round tip filled me again. My breathing stopped as he slid in, much easier this time. This burning tip plunged into me, bringing fire in its wake. I felt myself pushing back, trying to force him to penetrate me more, but he held my hips and prevented me from taking way his control.

 

“Damn, you’re tight,” he said as he pushed harder. My body jerked forward with the motion and my nipples tightened to the point of pain. I spread my legs wider, trying to make room and bore down. It wasn’t the length. It was the girth. It was driving me crazy. I felt my puss pulse around it. My heartbeat danced to a different rhythm by means of my pussy walls. I wiggled again, trying to pull him in deeper. Finally giving in, he plunged inside until his hipbone bounced against my ass. My pussy instantly contracted. Sensation after sensation poured through my body with that tightening. I moaned from the sweet agony, a horrific bliss. 

 

“Make me scream,” I begged. “Fuck the shit out of me and show me no mercy. I need it. I need it hard and I need it rough. Fuck me baby, please. Fuck me.”

 

He reached over and grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked it back as his cock plunged inside me, again and again slamming against my flesh. Over and over, fucking my hungry little hole raw. I didn’t know it at the time, but my ass was quickly turning a dark red where his pelvic bone beat into it repetitively. I jerked and pushed against him, increasing the pain, loving the pleasure as my hungry pussy sucked on his hard flesh, eating it alive as he raped it with such force. My pussy began to contract so tightly, it became a struggle for him to pull out and push back in, but he managed. Over and over he slammed into my body. I was jerked back and forth as he pulled on my head. His hand in my hair pulled me back, but his cock pushed me forward, causing my back to arch unnaturally as each fuck brought me closer and closer to my never ending goal.

 

“You’re killing me,” I cried.  “I fucking love it!”

 

I needed it so much and he delivered. I felt it happening — the cumming. It was in me. It was building and he was taking me there with each and every plunge inside my red, aching hole. I began to lose all feeling in my head and my neck and my ass. All I felt was my burning pussy as I spun out of control, as I nutted in a climax so strong and so long I had no breath left for the silent scream that burst through my body. Euphoria flowed over me.  The world ceased to exist. 

 

I sank down onto the truck bed, head first as I had no energy to hold myself up, but he didn’t stop. He continued to fuck me, faster and faster and harder than ever. I cushioned my face in my arms and took the harsh brutal pounding he gave me. I could no longer feel a thing. He pushed and pushed until I fell completely from my knees and onto my stomach. He fucked me from behind as I laid flat. My thighs weren’t as opened as before and the fuck became even tighter. I swore at some point he was fucking the skin off from my pussy. My body had locked down and was completely numb. After what seem like forever, I heard him gasp above me and give a half-hearted bellow as he nutted his seed deep inside my pussy. His body jerked uncontrollably with the expulsion and he pushed into me, pounding me into the floor of the truck bed.

 

I felt him fall on top of me, exhausted. His body nailed me onto the hard surface. His thick breathing surrounded me for minutes on end, until finally, he rolled off me onto his back. For a long moment there was silence. The heat of the sun warmed my exposed flesh. Just as I was about to lose myself in the deepness of sleep I heard his voice.

 

“Oh shit!”

 

“What? What is it?” I turned to face him, though I didn’t open my eyes.

 

“Nothing.”  I heard the snap of the condom as he pulled off the rubber. I opened my eyes just as he flung it somewhere over his shoulder.

 

“Is something wrong?”

 

“Nah. It’s cool. Don’t worry about it. I’m sure it’s nothing. Come here…”

 

He reached out and pulled me close and kissed me — a tender kiss. I was surprised. It was actually…nice.

 

“That was fun… maybe we can do this again.”

 

I smiled. I knew from a guy like him that was a great compliment.

 

“I’ll let you know after my nap, but then again if you can guarantee to give me an exact repeat performance I can guarantee a yes.”

 

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