wn son. And she had ENJOYED it. LOVED it, as a matter of fact. She had been like a wild animal in heat.

Had it been some weird, twisted dream? No, the memories were coming back with vivid clarity, one after another. It was no dream. She and Blake had been drinking wine...chardonnay, she recalled vaguely. And then she and Blake were in bed. God, she had peed in front of him! And then somehow, Justin had appeared. He...he had licked her pussy, and fucked her. Blake had fucked her virgin ass. And she had eaten it all up like a whore. But now she felt dirty, and ashamed. And guilty. What had she done? What had she been THINKING? She groaned in despair, and then she felt the mattress shift behind her.

"Good morning. How did you sleep?" Meg recognized the deep, masculine voice of Blake, and felt his warm body pressing against her naked back. She lay frozen, emotionally torn between the shame of the dirty, nasty memories from the evening before and the sensual feel of Blake's firm, muscular chest pressed against her bare skin. His strong but smooth hand gently caressed the swell of her hips, making every nerve ending in her body tingle, and she felt him snuggle up even closer against her.

"I...I slept okay," she replied softly. "Um, Blake...where's Justin? Is he okay?"

Her voice had a frightened, urgent quality. She was a concerned, protective mother. Blake's soothing hand traveled over her hips, then along the narrowness of her waist, along her ribcage toward her lolling breasts. "Of course he's okay. He's in the shower." And sure enough, Meg could hear the running water in the next room. She could hear Justin singing a nonsensical ditty, his voice echoing off-key off of the shower walls.

She sighed with relief, then spoke haltingly. "Blake...what we did last night was...was wrong. This is just awful. I'm worried about what Justin might think." And she felt the sting of tears come to her eyes - tears of anger and embarrassment and confusion.

Blake's roaming hand paused momentarily on her firm breast, and then he began insistently caressing it again as he whispered soothingly into her ear. "Hush Meg...Justin is fine. What happened last night was natural...what happened...well, it just happened. Don't do this to yourself."

Meg shook her head in despair, and buried her face in the mattress. "I don't know," she moaned forlornly. "It's not right - I'm an awful mother." The tears stung her eyes, and began to stream down her cheeks.

"Stop tormenting yourself," he scolded. "You're NOT an awful mother. You'll see - Justin is fine." He fondled Meg's firm breasts, and with his palm he stimulated the nipples until they were hard and erect. She felt his hard cock pressed between her buttocks, probing against her anus, then lower, against her already-tingling pussy. She knew from long experience that she was getting very, very wet. Seemingly powerless to stop herself, she sighed and pressed back against him.

Meg was confused and angered by her body's response. Her mind was wracked by guilt, but there was no denying the eroticism of what had happened last night, and Blake's stimulation was helping her relive the physically powerful sensations. Not even her wildest thoughts and dreams and fantasies had elevated her sexuality to such an extent. Everything about last night had brought her body to unknown heights...her son licking her aching pussy...and...and FUCKING her. Blake's hand guiding Justin's cock into her pussy, and licking his sperm out after Justin came. That had been incredibly erotic, but it was...odd somehow.

She cleared her throat. "Blake?"

"Yes?" His fingers gently pinched her pink, erect nipple. His muscular body was glued to hers, and she again felt his erect, probing cock pressing against her ass, her groin. She closed her eyes and purred softly, undulating her hips. She couldn't help it - her pussy was beginning to throb against his touch. A pleasant warm tingle was enveloping her.

"Last night you...touched Justin. And after he...after he...fucked me...". It felt so STRANGE to say that. But it had happened. She had to face the facts. She brushed the tears from her eyes.

Blake froze momentarily. He had a feeling he knew what was coming. But he continued to fondle her erect nipple, trying to hide his nervousness. "Yes I did Meg. And?" he asked in as casual a voice as he could muster.

"Was that the first time you had ever touched him?"

Blake knew this question would have to come sooner or later. He considered being completely truthful, but thought that would be the wrong approach given Meg's state of mind. He settled instead on a partial truth, a response that he had trained Justin on the night before, after Meg had fallen asleep in exhaustion. Hopefully it would work, but if he screwed this up, there would be hell to pay. He measured his words carefully, but didn't stop stimulating her tits. Maybe if he could distract her...

"Well," he paused for effect. "It's kind of embarrassing Meg."

Meg tilted her head to look at him. "Embarrassing?"

Blake ran his hand over her flat tummy. "Yeah, kinda. I was...I was jacking off in the living room the other day, and Justin barged in on me."

Meg was listening intently, her eyes searching out his. Blake's warm hand crawled along her stomach, then caressed the smooth sensitive skin along the edge of her pubic hair. "I was mortified," he continued. "I pulled my shorts up as fast as I could, but Justin was looking at me. And he seemed...I dunno, curious I guess. It was strange Meg. I didn't know what to do, but he wanted to see what I was doing. I...I ended up letting him touch me. We touched each other." Meg looked away, contemplating in silence what Blake was telling her.

Blake forged ahead. So far so good. "I know it must seem strange Meg. I don't know what to say." His fingers were brushing through her pussy hair, and so far, she was doing nothing to resist.

After what seemed an eternity to Blake, but was really no more than a minute at the most, Meg spoke softly. "I...I guess I'm not sure how to take that Blake...it's just not right."

Blake knew exactly what she was referring to, but he redirected the accusation innocently. By "not right", Meg was referring to Justin's youth, not his sex, but he pretended he understood otherwise. "I guess you're surprised that I'm bi, aren't you?"

"Well...yes...but that's not really what I mean Blake. Justin is so young. He's only 13 for God's sakes. It's not right." But Meg was tormented by what she had just said. No, it WASN'T right. On the other hand, she wasn't much better, letting her son fuck her like some sleazy slut. And she had ENJOYED it! Just like the enjoyment she felt over what Blake was doing to her now. His strong but nimble fingers were dancing along her upper thighs, caressing the silky sensitive skin. Despite her best efforts, she was getting horny. Damn Blake! She should be angry with him for what he had done, but she just couldn't. She had begun falling for him these last few days, and despite the fact she should be furious at him, she simply was incapable of that emotion right now. She should just get up and leave, but she couldn't pull herself away.

Blake let Meg sort out her thoughts in silence, but he was far from inactive. He danced his fingers from her thigh up and over the swell of her hips, and slowly, seductively caressed her smooth ass cheeks. He loved the feel of her bare ass! At once firm, but pliable. She seemed to like the touch as well - she sighed softly in response. Down the hall, he heard Justin turn off the shower, but he continued. His fingertips drifted along the crack of her sexy ass, then he ran the tip of his index finger over her asshole toward her pussy lips. He was delighted to find that they were swollen and slippery with her juices. He fingered her hot cunt, rubbing the silky wetness.

"Oh yes," sighed Meg breathily. She arched her back, thrusting her ass against his probing fingers, seeking out the stimulation they provided.

"Mmmm," Blake sighed. He removed his hand from her wet cunt lips, grabbed his cock, and guided it against her pussy. He slid the swollen cockhead up and down, rubbing it against her and coating it with the wetness of her juices. He chuckled softly. "Someone's getting horny."

Meg groaned, and pressed back against him insistently. She knew where this was heading...she was going to get fucked by this handsome man again, and she wanted it...NEEDED it...desperately.

Blake's prick was as hard as steel in his hand. The anticipation of fucking Meg again was overwhelming to him, and he knew that Justin would soon come out of the shower. Once again, he was going to fuck this slut in front of her horny young son. He probed her wet cunt with his cock, and rubbed it in circles against her swollen clit. She inhaled sharply in response, and he smiled - he knew she was ready to receive him inside her. He aimed his cock lower, wedging it against her swollen pussy lips, and thrust his hips against her.

"Oh God Blake!" she cried out softly. "Yesss." She groaned with ecstasy at the sensation of his wonderful manhood snaking deeply into her, inch by inch, until it was buried as deeply as it would go. He paused, and she humped back against him, feeling his wiry pubic hair pressed against her buttcheeks, tickling them. She felt his hand reach around her, sliding across her pubic hair. His fingers brushed against her clitoris, and it was as if a bolt of electricity shot through her. "Oh Blake!" she cried softly. "Fuck me!"

She groaned huskily as her lover began to thrust back and forth, his stiff cock sliding in and out in long, smooth strokes. All the while, his talented fingers rubbed her swollen clitoris in tight little circles. She clutched the cool sheet next to her in her clenched fist, and gave herself completely to her lover. She was surprised, in a way, at how she was responding. She had orgasmed time and again last night at the hands of her two lovers, yet here she was again, horny and aching with desire, and needing to cum.

Blake's hand stimulated her expertly...her pussy was on fire, pulsating and quivering in her lust. He began to fuck her faster and faster...his cock sliding noisily and wetly between her tight, clinging pussy lips. His pelvis slapped against her ass, drilling into her harder and harder. And at the same time, his nimble fingers frigged her clitoris. She closed her eyes, concentrating on the delightful sensations in her pussy. She felt every inch of the man's steely cock sliding in and out of her welcoming vagina. His fingers rubbed her sensitive clitoris in rapid, circular motions, bringing her closer and closer....

"Oh Blake...fuck me harder..." she pleaded in a husky, out-of-breath voice. She bucked her hips violently, impaling herself on his prick. It was difficult, lying on her side like this, but she thrust her ass against him as best she could. And all the while, his cock slid in and out, making liquid slapping sounds. "Yes...yes...YES...YES," she groaned. "OH GOD YES! FUCK ME...FUCK ME...". Blake's fingers were a rapid blur on her clitoris. She was so close...she desired Blake with all her will. "Oh...oh...oh...uh huh...uh...uh...YES...Oh God you're gonna make me cum." And suddenly, the delightful sensations reached a peak, and with a long animalistic moan, she was cumming hard. "OH MY GOD YES! OH GOD FUCK ME! FUCK ME!" she begged. Her body was wracked with violent spasms...she was vaguely aware of Blake moaning harshly in her ear, and she knew that the two of them were cumming together, as one, lost in each other's passion. The two lovers writhed their sweaty bodies together, each using the other to get themselves off. They groaned loudly in unison, as Blake pistoned his erection in and out of her wet, clinging pussy.

Gradually, her orgasm subsided, and Meg lay gasping, sweat dripping off her brow. Blake's wonderful penis was softening inside her, no longer filling her. She opened her eyes slowly, blinking her long lashes in the sunlight that poured through the bedroom window. A hazy blur slowly came into focus...it was Justin, standing in the bedroom doorway. He was nude, holding a bath towel in his hand, watching her and Blake intently. Her eyes flickered down his body, and she saw that her son's penis was standing erect, pointing at her.

Oh God. He had been watching them. Suddenly the single-mindedness of her orgasm was forgotten, and she was a responsible mother again. She moaned softly, this time in despair. Her confusion was enormous, her mind conflicted. She had to get away!

"Justin..." she began. She paused uncertainly. "We...we need to go now. Put your clothes on okay sweetie?" She drew away from Blake and sat up on the edge of the bed. She placed her arm across her breasts protectively, in a futile effort to hide her nakedness from Justin. "Blake, Justin and I need to go." Her eyes darted around the room, searching for her clothes. Her blue dress lay in a crumpled heap on the floor near the foot of the bed where if had fallen the night before, and she quickly strode over to retrieve it. She couldn't find her panties, but it didn't matter. She stepped into the dress and began pulling it up, aware as she did so that Blake's freshly-deposited sperm was seeping out of her pussy, dribbling down the inside of her thighs.

"Meg, are you okay?" Blake asked. She glanced darkly at him as she pulled the dress up, over her hips. He was lying there on the bed, his penis now shriveled. She looked away quickly, back toward Justin. He was still standing there in the doorway, his penis erect. For some inexplicable reason, this made Meg angry. "Justin, get your clothes on!" she shouted at him wildly. The boy, startled, began to gather his things. Meg was immediately sorry for the outburst, but she couldn't help it. Her emotions were raw and tormented. Tears came to her eyes.

"Meg, don't be angry," pleaded Blake.

"I'm...I'm sorry Blake. I have to go." Her voice was choked with emotion, her chest heaving with sobs.

She buttoned the dress with trembling fingers as Justin hastily put his clothes on. Without so much as a backward glance at Blake, she put her hand on her son's shoulder and prodded him out the door. The two of them left the house, and they walked in awkward silence down the lane to their cabin. All the while, Meg felt Blake's semen bubbling out of her, trickling down her legs. The feeling tormented her, reminding her of what she had just done.

When they arrived, Meg slipped into her bedroom, retrieved her bathing suit from the dresser, and hastily put it on. She walked into the kitchen, where Justin was standing uncertainly. She gave him what she hoped was a reassuring kiss. "Fix yourself some breakfast okay sweetie? I'm going to go for a swim." She had to get away to sort out her thoughts - away from Blake, away from even Justin. She should stay with him, and comfort him. But she couldn't, not now at least. She strode purposefully down to the beach, waded into the warm water up to her hips, and dove in.

The water felt refreshing and cleansing on both her body and her soul. She dogpaddled for a while, stretching her muscles, and then flipped over, backstroking across the bay. She watched the puffy white clouds moving lazily across the sky as she swam. Her mind was slowly clearing. God, what a trying few days these had been! What was she to do?

For one thing, she thought to herself, she needed to quit being angry with Justin for things that weren't in his control. Why had she yelled at him at Blake's house? It wasn't HIS fault that he was aroused by what she and Blake were doing. And what about Blake? This wasn't exactly his fault either. Or was it? She just couldn't sort it out. She turned back toward shore, and picked up the pace of her swim until her lean muscles were tired and sore. She reached the beach in front of the cabin and staggered onto the warm sand. She bent over to pick up her towel and walked, exhausted, up the beach stairs to the cabin.

Justin was finishing a bowl of cheerios as Meg walked into the kitchen. He dropped his spoon in the bowl and looked up, shyly and uncertainly, as she approached him. He looked timid, scared even, and his expression broke Meg's heart. A loving glow came over her, and she bent down and hugged her son with a long, warm embrace. "I'm sorry I yelled at you sweetie. I shouldn't have."

Justin hugged her back, tightly. "It's okay Mom."

"Justin," said Meg haltingly. "What we've done is...is...". She didn't know how to finish. "What I mean to say is...". Good grief, she had no idea how to deal with this. Maybe later she would be able to express herself. Unable to comfort him with words, she ran her fingers through his tousled hair reassuringly, then pulled up a chair and sat next to him. They looked at each other in silence for a moment until they both smiled to break the nervous tension. "I guess neither of us knows what to say," she said at last.

"It's okay, Mom. Maybe later."

She shook her head and sighed loudly. He was dealing with this better than she was. "You're growing up so fast," she said finally.

Justin grinned, but didn't reply. Suddenly the emotions welled up inside her. "I love you Justin," and she leaned toward him and kissed him on the cheek.

"I love you too Mom."

Meg and Justin spent the rest of the day absorbed in mundane household tasks - vacuuming, dusting, washing dishes. Despite the summer heat, Meg put on a pair of baggy jeans and a tee shirt, and over that a bulky sweatshirt. She did her best to act like a mother, and tried with all her might to pretend that what happened the night before didn't really happen. But that was impossible, she found. What happened was reality. And that reality was overwhelming to her. Justin, on the other hand, seemed to be dealing with it better than her. He acted just like he always did, happy and cheerful.

She prepared his favorite dinner for him, spaghetti, and the two of them ate on the front porch as the sun descended behind the tall trees on the far shore of Golden Lake. They made small talk for a while, but always Meg's thoughts took a darker turn, and she fell silent. She absently twisted a lock of brown hair in her fingers, watching the sky turn a vivid red. She thought briefly about calling Blake, but discarded the idea. What would she say to him? He had probably lost all respect for her, which maybe wasn't a bad thing. She felt the same about him. Or did she? She angrily wiped a tear from her cheek.

They brought their dinner plates into the kitchen, and mother and son did the dishes together, Meg washing and Justin drying. She was keenly aware of their close proximity, and the two of them couldn't seem to avoid brushing against one another on occasion. It was discrete and meaningless (or so Meg hoped), but each time it happened, she was disturbed by the fact that it brought a vivid memory of the intimacy the two had shared the night before. And those thoughts were so profoundly emotional...and erotic. An unbidden image of Justin laying between her splayed legs, licking her pussy, swept into her consciousness. 'Stop it!' she scolded herself bitterly.

With the warmth of the cabin, combined with the hot, sudsy dishwater, Meg was sweating profusely. Her bulky clothing was oppressive, and she finally relented and pulled the sweatshirt over her head. She glanced furtively down at her breasts, pressing against the damp fabric of her tee shirt. 'I really should put on a bra,' she thought to herself. Her nipples were protruding a bit, and the aureoles were casting a faint shadow through the thin cloth.

She stole a look at Justin. He too, was looking at her breasts. Yes, she definitely should go and find a bra, but she was inexplicably frozen in place. Justin was gawking at her chest, and a tingle coursed through her body. She felt her nipples harden. Oh God, she was horny! What was happening to her?

Meg cleared her throat. "Hot in here," she said awkwardly. They continued to do the dishes together in silence, Meg now very much aware of Justin's secretive glances. Sweat was dripping from her brow, and the tee shirt was getting stickier - it was now glued to her. Her nipples were sensitive and erect, protruding very visibly. Finally, Meg could stand it no longer. She escaped to her bedroom and hastily put on a bra.

The dishes now washed and dried, they retired to the living room and watched television. It was a sci-fi movie, certainly not Meg's favorite, but Justin insisted. They curled up on opposite ends of the sofa, Meg reading a woman's magazine and Justin watching the movie. But it was a bad movie, and Justin seemed bored and disinterested. Soon, Meg noticed that he was beginning to nod off. He really hadn't slept much the night before, and she watched lovingly as his head drooped, lower and lower. Soon, he was breathing deeply, sound asleep. She reached over and tapped him gently on the shoulder. "Time for bed honey," she whispered.

His eyelids flickered. "Okay Mom," he said sleepily. "Good night." He clambered off the couch and Meg watched as he staggered off to his bedroom.

She continued to read for a while, but soon she too began to get tired. But her mind was a whirlwind of emotions. She found herself thinking about Blake. She pictured his face, his body, his laugh...

The words in the magazine were blurring together in a meaningless jumble. She sighed deeply. What a day this had been! She tossed the magazine carelessly on the sofa next to her and yawned. She wasn't sure what the next day would bring, but she was too tired to think about it. She went to her bedroom, stripped her clothes off, put on a robe, and strode down the hall to wash up in the bathroom. But as she passed Justin's bedroom door, she heard a faint sound from within. She paused and held her breath. There it was again - a groan. Was Justin having a nightmare? She heard it yet again, louder this time. Concerned, she pressed the door open a crack and listened intently.

She didn't hear another groan, but there was a different sound emanating from the darkness of the bedroom within. A rhythmic squeaking sound...and then she realized what she was hearing - the metallic creaking of the bedsprings. Oh God...Justin was masturbating, and here she had nearly barged in on him in her impetuousness, just as she had done a few days before. When would she ever learn?

But despite the fact that her brain was screaming at her to close the door and leave, her curiosity was overwhelming, and she took a nervous breath and pushed the door open a bit further, peering into the darkness. The light from the hallway behind her streamed into the bedroom, and a narrow sliver of light fell onto his bed. She saw one of Justin's bare legs, shaking and vibrating, as the bedsprings squeaked beneath him.

Suddenly, the noise stopped, and Justin was still. "Mom?" His nervous voice called out from the darkness, and Meg saw a flurry of activity - he was hastily pulling a sheet over him.

"Yes...yes, it's me honey," she replied. Her voice quavered with a mixture of guilt and embarrassment. She should turn around and leave, but her legs suddenly felt rubbery. She seemed rooted to the spot. What was she doing? She felt utterly incapable of thinking rationally. Moving slowly and unsteadily, almost as if in a trance, she pushed the door completely open and entered the room. The bed was bathed with light from the hallway, and she watched as Justin finished pulling the sheet over him. The expression on his dimly lit face was a mixture of ... what? Guilt, curiosity, even arousal? And then her eyes were drawn to a bulge beneath the thin cotton sheet, in the area of his groin.

"Umm, hi Mom." His voice trembled a bit, and his face was flushed. There was no doubt in Meg's mind - he had DEFINITELY been playing with himself, and he was doing a poor job hiding it. Meg was still ashamed over what she was doing; yet her son's own embarrassment eased her nervousness. A small smile played over her lips, and she relaxed a little. She walked up to the bed and sat down on the soft mattress next to him. She curled her long legs beneath her, and watched as her son's eyes played up and down them appreciatively. Oh God - what was she DOING? It was almost as if she were teasing him!

"Watcha up to kiddo?" she asked nervously.

Justin cleared his throat. "Um, nothin'. Just reading."

Meg smiled down at her son. She felt more courageous. "Um, in the dark?" She touched her son's arm tenderly. "Honey, you can be honest with me...it's okay. Were you...were you playing with yourself?"

Justin gulped, and nodded shyly.

Her hand caressed his forearm soothingly. "Were you thinking about last night?" She couldn't believe she was being so bold as to bring up what had happened the night before, but her mind was working in dangerous, uncontrollable ways.

Justin nodded, and Meg took a deep breath. It was time to get this out in the open. "I guess we haven't talked about what happened Justin. I know it must have seemed... strange to you, and it did to me too." She looked away from his eyes, and her gaze was drawn once again toward the telltale bulge in his groin. It certainly wasn't subsiding. If anything, it appeared to be even larger.

"Mom?" His voice was shaking.

She forced herself to look him in the eyes. "What is it sweetie?"

"Did...did you LIKE what we did?" His voice was barely audible.

In the deep recesses of her mind, Meg's rational self knew that this was a good opportunity to end this before it went too far. She should tell Justin that what they did was wrong, and they should never discuss it again. She should be absolutely clear on that point. They must NEVER repeat what had happened. But she wasn't feeling particularly rational. Her resolve wavered as she looked down at her son. A deep feeling of love swept over her. They looked intently into one another's eyes for a moment. But then Meg noticed his eyes flicker, and his gaze was drawn toward her exposed, bare legs, curled on the mattress next to him. She sat there in silence, caressing his arm, his bare shoulder, allowing him to look at her as she did so.

"Yes," she whispered. "I did. I enjoyed it very much."

She couldn't believe she had said it! It was WRONG! But Justin grinned happily, and suddenly it seemed to Meg that maybe it WASN'T so bad to admit it, to accept what had happened. Accepting it didn't have to mean that it would happen again. Did it? Her mind was as if in a fog. She was utterly confused by her conflicting emotions.

"You're.... not mad at me?" he asked meekly.

A wave of powerful maternal emotion washed over Meg, and she felt her eyes beginning to water. She smiled down at him lovingly. "Of course I'm not mad at you sweetie. You didn't do anything wrong." She ran her fingers tenderly along his brow, stroking his hair.

"'Kay." Justin licked his lips nervously. His eyes darted away. "I...I liked it too Mom."

Meg could only nod - she didn't know how to respond. But before she knew it, she found herself upping the ante. "Um...What did you like most?" Why was she DOING this? Why had she asked that? It didn't MATTER what he had liked - it wasn't as if they were going to do it again! But she couldn't resist, whether it was because of lust or curiosity or something else. She charged on. "Or is it too hard to decide?"

Justin smiled. The ice was breaking a bit. "I liked all of it Mom...but I think...". He stopped and giggled.

"What?"

He looked up toward the ceiling thoughtfully. Then he screwed up his courage. "I guess if I had to pick something, then I'd say I really liked watching you pee." He said it quickly, almost blurting it out, and his cheeks reddened with embarrassment.

"Hmmm." Meg was a bit surprised by that. On the other hand, there HAD been something erotic about the nasty act. "Really?" she asked.

"Yup. I really liked it...and I'd like to see it again. It was like some stuff that Blake showed me on his computer...". He paused, suddenly uncertain.

"Hmm. On Blake's computer? What kind of stuff?"

Her son chewed his lip thoughtfully. Meg's fingers were back on his bare arm, stroking and caressing it idly. She realized that something about this conversation was having an unwelcome and unintended effect. She was alarmed to realize this was arousing her. There was a familiar tingling in her groin. This was not good, not good at all. But it wasn't too late to end this and leave. All she had to do was stand up and say good night and close the door behind her...

But Justin interrupted the half-formed thought. "I don't think I'm supposed to say Mom."

"It's okay sweetie. You can tell me anything." God, it was more than a tingle in her pussy - she was downright horny! She needed to relieve the itch, but not here, not with her son! She couldn't do that, not again. But she felt almost powerless to resist the evil temptation. An unsolicited image of Justin's pink tongue darting against her clit intruded into her mind. The image was so strong - did she actually WANT that to happen again? Maybe she didn't care if it was right or wrong. She just needed it! And then she knew. It WOULD happen again. YES! She wanted it to happen! The thought of what she knew was going to happen here in this bed made her insanely horny...she shifted on the mattress, still sitting, but now facing her son.

She repeated herself. "You don't have to be afraid of telling me." She caressed his upper arm softly and tenderly as he laid there, then moved to his shoulder, massaging it lightly. Without thinking about the consequences, she shifted her long tanned legs, spreading them slightly, and she knew that Justin would be able to see between them. She also was very much aware that she wasn't wearing panties underneath the terrycloth robe, and Justin would be able to see her bare wet pussy. There was no going back. She NEEDED it to happen. And as if on cue, she saw her son's gaze drop down, and his eyes widened. A thrill coursed through Meg's body, and she shivered with excitement.

Justin licked his lips. It was an almost obscene gesture. "Well...he has some...some movie clips on his computer that he showed me. There was one with a woman peeing on a man."

Meg's eyes widened. She had vaguely heard of such acts, golden showers they were called if she remembered right. She wasn't sure if she understood the sexual attraction in that. On the other hand, there was no denying that it HAD been intriguing peeing in front of Blake the night before. There was something so...so NASTY about it.

"Hmmm," she said. "Sounds kind of interesting, I guess." And then a nasty kinky thought entered her mind. Dare she say it? Her inhibitions were rapidly disappearing. She giggled in nervous embarrassment. "I suppose you want to see that again sometime?"

Justin looked surprised. "Oh wow, could I? I mean ...maybe I could?"

"Well, we'll see kiddo...maybe." Oh God, she was so unbelievably horny, talking like this. Her mind was reeling with shock and excitement. This was so...so NAUGHTY. And Justin was very openly staring between her legs. Leering at her. This was the moment of truth - what she did at this point would establish firmly the very nature of her relationship with her son. And really, would it be so wrong?

With newfound determination and acceptance, she sat back and spread her legs a bit more, excited by the fact that Justin was ogling her. She glanced down at the bulge between his legs. The sheet was visibly tenting in response to his erection, hidden beneath. She caressed his naked hairless chest, rubbing the small pink nipples, and then she allowed her hand to drift lower, toward the very edge of the sheet. Justin was licking his lips, watching her hand. She began to push the sheet slowly down his body, exposing his flat, tanned tummy. She saw the goose bumps forming there. Inch by inch, his glowing skin was exposed to her...his belly button was now in view. Not too much farther now. She glanced up at him, and their eyes met briefly. Lower and lower went the sheet, until only an inch or so remained until the bulge hidden beneath was exposed to her. Her son's erection. An erection that was meant for her.

Meg swallowed hard, her body visibly shaking with nervousness, if not virtual terror. 'Oh God Oh God Oh God,' she intoned to herself. 'What am I DOING?' But there was no stopping it - she was out of control, crazed with lust. It was now or never. Like taking a plunge into cold water, she tugged on the sheet, pulling it up and over Justin's penis in one quick motion.

And finally, there it was! This was the moment of truth. For the first time, she had a close look at her son's erection. It was...different then a man's, yet not too different at all really. It wasn't quite as big, either in length or girth, as compared to the few adult lovers she had had. Only a few hairs at the base...the balls in a tight little sack. But the biggest difference was in how erect it was. The cock was pointing almost straight up from his body, visibly twitching. This wasn't the partial semi-hard erection that many men waved around proudly (her ex-husband came to mind) - this was the real thing. She wanted to see it up close! Without thinking, unable to resist, she brought her face lower and lower...nearer and nearer. She knew she shouldn't, but she was absolutely powerless to resist. Her boy's cock was only inches away, and she could smell it. It was musky and erotic. What did it taste like? Oh God oh god oh god...she lowered her face further, and before she really realized what she was doing, she had flicked the tip of her pink tongue against it. The swollen cock jerked reflexively in response, and she heard a soft gasp from Justin.

A powerful, erotic thrill ran through her entire body. God, she felt so ALIVE at this moment, insane with lust. She smiled nervously and looked up at her son out of the corner of her eye. "Do you like that honey?"

Justin nodded vigorously, his eyes closed. Meg scrambled between his spread legs. She felt like a cheap slut, but she didn't care. She took the cock between her trembling fingertips, and licked the length of the underside of the shaft, from the smooth hairless balls to the very tip of the swollen head.

"Uh...yeah," grunted Justin.

It was all the encouragement Meg needed. She began to tongue and suck her son lustily, lapping away at his erection with long licks of her pink, wet tongue. His cock jerked and trembled, and his hips jerked spasmodically on the bed. She alternated her loving attention between his balls and the smooth shaft, until they both glistened with her saliva. Justin moaned with pleasure. "Oh Mom, that feels so good," he whispered hoarsely.

"I'm glad it does honey. Your cock tastes sooo good." She couldn't believe what she was hearing herself saying - she was talking like a whore. But it didn't matter. She was simply expressing exactly what she was feeling. She lifted her face and took the head of the throbbing cock between her soft lips. She sucked fiercely, her cheeks hollow, and Justin gasped with pleasure. She took more of his erection in her willing mouth, then began pumping up and down, gripping him tightly between her lips, her mouth sliding easily on the well-lubricated cock. Her fingers ran lightly and delicately over his balls as she fellated him.

Meg's oral ministration was having a powerful effect on Justin. "OH YES," he cried out, and he began to buck his hips up and down, driving his cock deeper into his slutty mother's mouth. He ran the fingers of one hand through her hair, caressing it lovingly as she worshiped his hard dick.

Meg loved every moment - the taste, the smell, and the tactile sense of the smooth, hard cock against her tongue. But she especially loved the sound of Justin's moans of pleasure. It gratified her immensely that she could have this effect on him. But he was beginning to thrust into her too quickly - she was afraid he would cum. It was too soon for that - she had so much more in mind.

She released Justin's shiny, dripping wet cock from her mouth and knelt upright on the bed between his legs. She and Justin looked into each other's eyes with silent understanding as she nervously untied her robe, letting it fall off her bare shoulders. Her nude form was exposed to her son for the second time in as many days, and she watched proudly as his lust-filled eyes roamed hungrily over her body. She felt seductive and sexy and desirable, and she crawled up to meet him, straddling his nude form on hands and knees. She knew his cock was only inches from her pussy. She lowered her body and allowed her lolling breasts to hang in front of his face, tempting him.

He needed no further coaxing. He instinctively took a nipple between his lips and began to suck at it hungrily, almost like a nursing baby. Meg closed her eyes and focused on the wonderful sensation of her son's mouth pleasuring her. Thirteen years before, she had nourished him with this very breast. Now, she was nourishing him in a different way - sexually. She heard his satisfied moans as he sucked, and this made her even hornier - the thought that her son could get such pleasure from something so basic. Her body was on fire.

Almost by accident, Justin's cocked brushed against her pussy, and she nearly jumped out of her skin at the sensation. Having intercourse with her son would be the final, ultimate act, and she wanted it! She pushed back gently, stimulating her pussy against his hardon, swirling her hips in a circular motion, pleasuring herself against his cock. She knew her pussy juices were lubricating the cock head, getting him ready for what she knew must happen - that Justin was going to fuck her! Her son moaned loudly and contentedly, and he sucked and pulled at the distended nipple fiercely. He must have sensed the excitement building in her also, and the air in the room was electric with their building lust.

She wiggled her hips, maneuvering herself until his cockhead was wedged between her juicy pussy lips. She gasped with passion. She desperately needed to feel him inside her, and she pushed back, more urgently. In one long motion, Justin's lovely cock entered his mother's warm, clinging pussy. Mother and son moaned together, and she settled down on top of him and hugged him lovingly. Justin put his arms around his mother and pulled her close.

Meg scooted her hips back, embedding her son's cock inside her. "Mmm, yes," she purred. "That feels so nice sweetie." She looked into his eyes and smiled. He smiled back at her, his eyes glazed with passion and lust. They shared a secret moment, and she pecked him on the lips. She didn't CARE if this was wrong, or what other people might think. What she needed was to be made love to. He returned the brief kiss uncertainly. Meg sensed his inexperience - maybe he had never kissed a girl? So she kissed him again, eager to teach him. She opening her mouth, letting her tongue explore his lips, until he opened up to her. As their bodies writhed together in a sensuous dance, mother and son kissed each other passionately, their warm tongues probing one another's mouths.

They released after a time, and Meg carefully rolled over onto her back, pulling Justin with her. She wanted him to be on top - she wanted to feel his weight pressed against her. She wanted her little boy to take her, to fuck her like a man! And Justin knew exactly what was expected of him - he began to thrust, slowly at first, then faster, moaning softly.

To Meg, it felt wonderful, indescribable, to be fucked by him again. His cock was noticeably smaller than Blake's, but it was so stiffly erect inside her that it didn't really matter. She flexed her vaginal muscles, sucking him into her. Justin moaned deeply with pleasure as he fucked his mother lustily. He buried his face in her sweaty breasts, took an erect nipple in his mouth, and sucked fiercely.

"Oh God Justin...god yes...fuck me!" she cried. She clutched his smooth muscular asscheeks in her hands and pulled him toward her, eager for him to plunge his erect cock as deeply as possible into her tight, wet pussy. She spread her legs as wide as she could and humped her hips upward toward him, grinding her pelvis against him, and was rewarded by the stimulation of the hairless base of his cock sliding against her erect clitoris.

"Yesss," she hissed through clenched teeth. She arched her back, pressing her heaving breasts into her boy's face. "Suck my tits...suck them. God yes!"

Her horny son groaned loudly, and he picked up the pace of his frantic thrusting. His eyes were glazed, unseeing in his lust. Sweat dripped from his brow, and his wiry body was a blur as he humped against his mother's writhing body. The room was filled with the sounds of the squeaking bedsprings, the slurping sound of Justin's mouth on Meg's nipple, the liquid slapping of his cock sliding in and out of her juicy pussy, and their passionate moans.

Meg's face was a mask of agony and ecstasy. "OH GOD...FUCK ME JUSTIN!" she screamed. She met her son's frantic thrusts with wildly bucking hips. She felt so desirable, so ALIVE beneath her horny son. She desperately needed to cum, and she maneuvered her throbbing clit against the base of his cock, to find the last added bit of stimulation she needed to get off. But the boy could hold out no longer...with a tremendous final thrust he cried out and plunged his cock as deeply as he could into her clinging pussy. He buried his face in his mother's sweaty breasts as his orgasm washed over him.

Meg felt the spasms course through the boy's body. She was disappointed at not having cum with him, but that emotion was brief, and she was soon overwhelmed with a deep unabashed love for him. She wrapped her legs around his taut ass, encircled her arms around his body, and pulled him tightly against her, letting him use her to get off. Gradually, his climax eased, and his breathing slowed.

"Oh Mom," he sighed. "That felt so good."

"I'm glad honey."

"Did...did you cum too?"

"No I didn't sweetie, but that's okay." She tenderly brushed her fingernails lightly across his sweaty back.

"Oh." He bit his lip in thought. "But why not?"

She smiled. "Honey, women don't ALWAYS have an orgasm when they...when they fuck." She couldn't BELIEVE she was having this conversation. A few days before such a thing would have been unspeakable. But a change was coming over her...she didn't want to dwell on the thought - she wanted to suppress it, to focus on the wonderful feelings her son was creating in her. No, she hadn't cum, but that didn't mean it didn't feel wonderful, both physically and emotionally.

Justin relaxed on top of his mother, and the two lay there in each others loving arms, their body heat mingling and keeping each other warm. The boy rested his head on his mother's bare shoulders, while she kissed him tenderly on his forehead, tasting the salty sweet perspiration that beaded there. Her son sighed contentedly at his mother's loving touch.

Meg's cunt was still filled by his young prick. She could easily feel that he was maintaining his erection inside her. In fact, not only was he still hard, she could actually detect it pulsating against the walls of her tight pussy. She smiled to herself - here was a pretty clear difference between young horny boys and older men. She wouldn't be surprised if he could fuck her again, despite having just cum powerfully. The thought excited her, and her pussy tingled with desire.

Once again, her mind drifted back to the previous night, to the delightful lovemaking between the two of them and Blake. This time, she remembered with vivid clarity the excitement she had felt when Blake had thrust his wonderful cock in and out of her virgin ass. Anal sex had always scared her. She had never realized how good it could feel, not just physically, but mentally. The awesome mix of pain and pleasure was great, but she thought that it was the NASTINESS of it that was so powerful. And just as this revelation came to her, she felt her son's prick jerk inside her. She marveled at that...he was still so horny!

Justin shifted position to kiss his mother's breasts again, and as he did so, his cock slipped out of her pussy with a pop. She felt his warm cum pour out of her cunt and wash into the crack of her ass. And a thought came to her. She could experience the wonderful sensation of being anally pleasured again, if she wanted it. And she DID want it - desperately.

"Justin?" she purred.

"Hmm?" came his muffled response. He was suckling her boobs, and Meg had to smile. He seemed to enjoy doing that an awful lot!

"Remember last night when Blake put his...cock inside my butt?"

"Uh huh."

"Would you like to do that to me too?"

Justin smiled happily. "Oh Mom, I would LOVE that!"

"Do it right now sweetie. I need to cum sooo bad."

Justin got on his knees, and Meg grabbed the back of her thighs and pulled her legs back until her knees were touching her breasts, exposing her obscenely gaping pussy and cum-covered asshole to her son's admiring gaze. "Let's do it like this sweetie. I want to rub myself while you fuck me."

"Okay." The boy positioned himself between her spread legs, grasped his still-hard prick in his fingers, and with a bit of effort maneuvered himself into the proper position. After some amount of inexperienced fumbling, he wedged his cock head against her tight bumhole and paused.

"Like this?" he asked.

"Yes. That's perfect sweetie."

"Are you ready Mom? Should I do it?"

"God yes honey. Slide it in baby...fuck me!" She spread her legs as wide as she could and drew her knees back. Justin closed his eyes, flexed his ass, and pushed against his mother. With agonizing slowness, his smooth hard cock impaled his mother's rectum.

"OH GOD YES!" cried Meg. "JUST LIKE THAT!" It felt absolutely wonderful, just like she remembered from the night before, if not better. A little bit of pain, rapidly subsiding, and the delicious sensation of her ass being stretched and filled. She reached out and pulled Justin forward, and his weight pushed her knees down onto her chest. This freed Meg's hands, and she immediately began rubbing her throbbing pussy with both of them while Justin stroked in and out of her pulsating asshole. It felt wonderful! She knew she would come within minutes.

Justin groaned as he slid his cock in and out of his mother's asshole. Their moans of pleasure intermingled. Meg rubbed her hard clit fiercely as Justin sank his cock deeply into her rectum. His mouth was agape, and he was panting, out of breath. Meg thought that he was clearly enjoying this as much as she was.

As if reading her thoughts, Justin gasped sharply. "OH, this feels so good Mom. Your bum is even tighter than Blake's."

Meg was so crazed with lust that she almost missed the casual statement. She blinked rapidly. "You've fucked Blake in his ass?" she asked, incredulous.

Justin immediately realized that this was something he was definitely NOT supposed to reveal, and it showed by the expression on his face. Blake had coached him on what to say if the topic came up, and that was definitely not part of it. But there was no sense lying about it. The pace of his thrusting slowed. "Yes," he said shyly.

"I...I knew you and he touched each other...but I didn't know you did that!"

Justin nodded glumly in reply. It was clear to Meg that he felt he had let the cat out of the bag. But her reaction to his revelation surprised her. She wasn't mad at Blake's stretching of the truth. Instead, the thought of Justin fucking Blake in the ass excited her greatly. And now that very same cock was in HER ass. Oh God! She smiled. "It doesn't matter sweetie, really it doesn't. All I want is for you to fuck me now, and hard!"

Justin grinned, and immediately complied with his mother's demand. The intensity of his thrusting grew at a faster and faster pace. Beneath him, his mother screamed with passion and desire for him. "Oh yes...oh yes...FUCK YES...fuck me honey!" Her fingers danced feverishly across her wet, swollen clit. Her orgasm was building quickly, and her guttural moans filled the air.

"Deeper Justin. Harder! OH GOD!" And suddenly, with a loud hoarse cry, Meg was cumming. "YES! YES! YES!" she screamed over and over. Her entire body tensed and convulsed, as spasm after spasm coursed through her. Her clit fluttered, her pussy and asshole convulsed, and her entire body was taut and trembling. And with a loud moan, Justin announced his own orgasm. He plunged his swollen cock as far as he could into his mother's ass and held it there as streamers of hot sperm shot deeply into her rectum. The two lovers writhed against one another, until finally they collapsed in a naked sweaty heap in each other's arms.

And the power and intensity and emotion of what had just happened hit Meg hard, and she began to cry softly. They were tears of confusion and sadness and regret, but mostly love. It was a deep, undying love for Justin. He was a bit mystified by her reaction, but he knew enough to comfort her, and he kissed her tenderly on the forehead, until they finally fell asleep in each other's arms.

*****

Two more lazy days passed on the shores of Golden Lake. The summer was drifting by, and Meg was beginning to realize that she had done basically nothing to prepare for the upcoming school year. She loved teaching, but she loved her summer vacations too. Every August, she had to force herself to get ready for the long grind ahead.

And every year, it seemed to get harder. Maybe she was getting burned out on teaching. The students certainly weren't making it any easier. The sixth graders weren't so bad. The eighth graders, on the other hand, were almost impossible to discipline. Thank goodness Justin wasn't like that!

At least she and Bill had the good sense (and enough money) to send him to a private school. Maybe she should consider getting a job at a private school too? Certainly the students must be easier to deal with than the ill-mannered students she had to deal with.

She sat at the kitchen table, notes and papers strewn in careless piles in front of her. She tapped away at her laptop, outlining her classes for the first few weeks of the school year. But she was having trouble concentrating. She stared wistfully out the window and ran her fingers through her hair. Through a gap in the trees, she saw Justin down at the beach, skipping stones.

She sighed loudly in frustration. Her concentration was practically nil. She found herself thinking about Blake...

She hadn't talked to him since three mornings ago, when she and Justin left abruptly. Her feelings toward him ebbed and flowed. Generally, she was angry with him. Angry at him, and embarrassed by what she had done. But the intensity of that emotion had eased considerably. The last few days with Justin had resulted in that. She was a different person now - she recognized that fact. She and Justin...and Blake...were in a relationship that she didn't fully understand, but she didn't really care. She felt like a new woman - sexually free and alive! So different than these last few lonely years since her divorce from Bill. And Blake! What exactly WERE her feelings toward him?

For one thing, he wasn't AT ALL like her ex-husband. She liked Blake. She liked him a LOT. But how could she face him again? What would they say to one another? Maybe she WAS still angry with him. He had seduced Justin! And her!

But no, this morning she had screwed up her courage and tried to call him on the phone, getting so far as picking up the receiver, tapping in his phone number, and letting it ring. And ring. And then she remembered. He had told her that he was going to be out of town for a few days on one of his short business trips. Oh well, he'd be back. But when? Tonight? She couldn't remember for sure.

And so she had found herself thinking about him all day long. She clearly wanted to see him, but why? It should have been obvious to her - for one thing, she was horny. She had purposely avoided having sex with Justin these last few days. She was accepting of the fact that it was going to happen again, and there was no denying that she WANTED it to happen again. But she felt that maybe there could be too much of a good thing. It seemed important to her to maintain some air of normalcy in their relationship. For both her sake and Justin's.

Damn, she couldn't concentrate. She saved her file and turned the computer off. Suddenly, she felt the need to get out of the house for a while. Maybe she could hit the mall and add to her wardrobe. Her budget was meager, but surely she could afford a new outfit or two. She chuckled. In a way, that would sort of be getting ready for the school year. And a heck of a lot more fun than preparing class notes.

She rearranged her papers into more orderly piles, than walked down to the beach. Justin was still tossing stones into the lake. She watched with admiration as a flattened stone skipped 6, 7, then 8 times across the still water.

"Wow! Pretty impressive kiddo!"

Justin grinned broadly. "Pretty good huh? Been practicing."

"Yes very good. Say sweetie, I'm thinking of taking a drive to the mall. Wanna keep me company?"

"Hmmm. Can I get a new video game?"

Meg looked at him sternly. "Have you finished the last one you bought yet?"

Justin sighed and rolled his eyes. "No, not yet."

"Okay then. When you finish that one, we'll buy you another." She put her arm around him. "Deal?"

He nodded. "Deal."

Meg laughed. "Okay. Give your Mom a hug." He turned into her, put his arms around her back, and squeezed her tightly. Meg realized that his face was pressed into her breasts, and he was leaving it there. One of his hands slipped down the small of her back, toward her butt...

She quickly pulled away, and he looked at her with a hurt expression. Her chest tightened, and she suddenly felt unsteady on her feet. They looked deeply into each other eyes for a moment, and then the moment passed. "Maybe later, okay sweetie?"

He nodded his head slowly. "Okay."

Meg was pleased to see a slight smile on his face. "So, do you want to come with me or not?"

"I don't think so Mom. I'll stick around here."

She was disappointed, but it was his decision. He was old enough to be by himself for a few hours. "Okay babe. I won't be home too late."

Meg strolled down the wide aisles of the mall, passing groups of boisterous teenagers and tired-looking mothers with young children in tow. It had been a successful shopping trip, as evidenced by the two bulging shopping bags she carried. A couple of new pairs of slacks, three new blouses, and she hadn't even broken the bank.

She was heading toward the exit when she found herself passing Summer Heat, the little shop where she had purchased her swimsuit just a few weeks before. Meg smiled to herself. This is where it had all started, with the purchase of her thong. Funny how such a simple thing could be a life-changing experience, but it was true. That simple piece of fabric had set off a chain reaction.

She paused just outside the store entrance, and glanced discretely inside the brightly lit shop, grimacing a bit at the beat of the hip-hop music that emanated from within. Her eyes flitted over the racks of brightly colored swimsuits and other summer wear.

She spotted a slim, blond girl in the middle of the store, and Meg immediately placed her - it was the very same one who had sold her the swimsuit. The girl stood in front of a rack of fluorescent swimsuits, holding a clipboard in one hand and rifling through the inventory with the other. A smile came to Meg's lips as she recalled how nice the girl was, how she had complimented her, flattering her. She flushed a bit when she recalled the girl saying she had a "cute butt". It had been AGES since she had heard a compliment like that.

Meg wondered how old she was. Seventeen? Sixteen? This was probably a summer job for her. She certainly fit the look of a high school student. She wore little or no makeup, but she didn't need it - her face was pretty and fresh looking, and very expressive. Something about her free and easy bearing called to mind a cheerleader. She was a few inches shorter than Meg, and quite slim. Her wavy blond hair was strewn carelessly on her head. She was wearing a pink navel-exposing crop-top blouse, molded tightly to her torso. Her small breasts strained against the fabric. Her pants were faded blue jean hip-huggers, slung very low on her hips, and flared at the ankles. The girl was young and vibrant, lip-syncing to the music that filtered from the overhead speakers. Meg smiled wistfully. Oh, to be young again.

Suddenly, Meg started. She realized that the girl was watching her. She flashed a radiant smile of recognition, put the clipboard to her side, and sauntered casually up to Meg. "Hi! I remember you. From a couple of weeks ago right?"

Meg nodded and returned the smile. "Yup. I bought a bikini."

The girl grinned. "Yeah. A very SEXY bikini if I remember right...actually, a thong. You looked sooo hot in it, but you didn't believe me."

Meg felt her face flush with embarrassment. "Oh, I believed you," she said with a friendly smile. I was just a little...shy I guess. I'd never worn a thong before."

The girl's eyes flickered over Meg's body, down to her bare legs, then back at Meg's face. "I sure don't know why you'd be shy...you've got a great body."

Meg cheeks were getting warm. It was so...WEIRD...to get these compliments from a teenaged girl. She didn't quite know how to respond. "Uh, thanks...you sure know how to make an old woman feel good."

"Oh, you're HARDLY an old woman. Not with legs like those."

Meg laughed merrily. "Well then, how old do you think I am?"

The girl put her finger to her lips and thought for a moment. "Hmmm." Her blue eyes wandered searchingly over Meg's face. "I'd say.... thirty-three. No, thirty-two!"

Meg giggled. "My my, aren't you sweet. You're flattering me. Actually, I'm thirty-seven."

The girl's eyes widened. "Really? Gosh, you don't look thirty-seven." She giggled mirthfully. "Your husband is lucky."

Meg sighed. "Not really. I'm...we're...divorced."

"Oh." The girl grimaced. "Whoops. I guess I put my foot in my mouth. Sorry." She touched Meg on the arm, a friendly pat. "Anyway," she continued cheerily, "My mom's thirty-eight and she looks a LOT older than you. You must not have any kids right?"

"I have one...a boy. He's thirteen."

"Well, motherhood has been kind to you," said the girl brightly. "I'm sixteen, and I've got a younger brother and a little sister." She laughed. "I guess we're wearing our Mom out." She stuck out her hand by way of introduction. "My name is Katie, by the way."

Meg introduced herself and took the proffered hand. It was warm and soft, and she shook it gently. The girl squeezed back, and then slowly released Meg's hand. Once again, she touched Meg's arm softly, and held it there. "Very nice to meet you Meg. So...are you here to buy another swimsuit?"

Meg shook her head and smiled. "No, just passing by. I think I'm all set in the swimsuit department." Katie's hand was still lightly resting on her forearm. Meg cleared her throat nervously, very self-conscious over Katie's lingering touch. "Anyway, I think I've spent enough money today." She glanced down at the shopping bags in her hand.

A flash of disappointment crossed Katie's face. "Sure I can't convince you Meg? It's always a good idea to have a spare suit. Heck, I've got three of them! Plus, we're having a clearance sale, so there are some good deals in here."

Meg paused in indecision. It WAS a good idea to have a spare....

"Plus," continued Katie. "I could use some company. It's so slow today that my boss left me in charge for the rest of the day. She hardly EVER does that." She sniffed and rolled her eyes in exasperation. "She thinks I'm too young to be trusted."

Meg didn't respond, and that was all the opening that Katie needed. She grinned broadly, flashing her pearly white teeth. "C'mon Meg! I'll show you what we have." She grabbed Meg by the hand and led her into the store.

*****

"So tell me Meg...have you worn your new suit yet? Do you like it?" Katie was rifling through a rack of fluorescent bikinis, trying to find one to Meg's liking.

Meg smiled. "Yep. I've got a LOT of use out of it already."

"Isn't it just sooo sexy wearing a thong?" Katie looked pointedly at the older woman and winked. Meg grinned shyly and nodded.

"Where have you worn it?"

"Oh, just at a summer cabin - my ex-husband's. It's over at Golden Lake. My son and I are staying there the rest of the summer."

Katie frowned. "Hmmm. Well heck, aren't there any guys to show off for?" She giggled. "Other than your son of course."

Meg smiled nervously. The girl didn't realize how close to the mark her comment was. As a matter of fact, she HAD shown off for her son. And Blake too of course.

"Well...there IS this guy...a neighbor...who seems to appreciate it." She winked. "A LOT." She couldn't believe how open she was being with this girl. But Katie seemed so bright and cheerful and innocent - Meg felt reasonably comfortable telling her. Almost like a teenage girl sharing secrets with her best friend.

"Oooh," purred Katie. "Tell me more."

Meg laughed lightly. "Let's just say I've had some fun the last couple of weeks."

Katie winked in understanding, and pulled out a dark blue bikini from the rack. "Here's one Meg. This one's got a thong bottom. Kind of like the suit I sold you, but half-price. Shall we see how it looks on you?"

*****

"Oh wow Meg...that suit looks FANTASTIC. It's even sexier than the one you bought." Katie's clear blue eyes roamed up and down the older woman's body, while Meg stood half-nude in front of her, awkward and self-conscious, shifting nervously from foot to foot. She was standing in one of the store's two small dressing rooms, and Katie was just outside, looking in. "You've GOT to have it."

Meg laughed. "You're a very good salesperson Katie. But I don't know...".

"Well, I'm not just saying that to make a sale, if THAT'S what you're wondering. It really DOES look great. And it fits to your boobs really well...turn around and check 'em out in the mirror." Meg nervously complied. It was so STRANGE being complimented like this. It was almost...flirting. A fleeting thought crossed Meg's mind. WAS Katie flirting with her? Was she gay...or bi maybe? Once before in her sheltered life Meg had experienced another woman coming on to her. At least, only once that she was certain of. But Meg brushed the thought aside. Nah, it couldn't be. Katie was probably just being customer-friendly.

She appraised herself in the mirror. Katie was right, she decided. The suit DID fit nicely. The bra wasn't quite as skimpy as her new suit, but it seemed to lift her boobs a bit, making them appear larger. She adjusted the top slightly, as Katie continued her flattery. "Gee Meg - you have SUCH a tight butt. I hope mine looks so good when I'm thirty-seven. I'm like...TOTALLY afraid I'm gonna get flabby." She giggled. "Ooh, looks like you HAVE been wearing your new suit...no tan lines like you had last time."

Meg smiled and looked at Katie's reflection in the mirror, over her shoulder. "You're right...the new suit's seen a lot of use. And thanks for the compliment, but I don't think my butt is all THAT great."

"That's what you said the last time you were here, but you're WAY too modest Meg. It's a very, very nice rear. Nice shape to your hips too. Except the thong needs a little adjusting. It's not fitting you quite right."

"It's not?"

Katie shook her head, and Meg's eyes met those of the younger girl in the mirror, and they held each other's gaze for a moment. Her heart skipped a beat...Katie WAS flirting! She was certain of it. They looked into each other's eyes for a long, electricity-charged moment, until finally Meg looked away. She was embarrassed, nervous, flattered.... but also...excited? She was so confused...

Meg had never had sex with a girl, hadn't even really thought about it. The one time a woman had flirted with her she had been too shocked to even know how to react. Nothing had happened. But there was something about what was happening now...she was intrigued, curious...but the girl was so young - was Meg simply confusing friendliness with flirting? She looked up again, into the mirror, and watched nervously as Katie approached her from behind. She wasn't sure what was going to happen next, or what to do if something DID happen...she felt her heart pounding in nervous anticipation, fully conscious of her near nudity.

Katie was standing directly behind Meg. The older women could smell the girl's delicate, flower-scented perfume, could hear her breathing, could almost, in fact, feel her warm breath on her bare neck. In the mirror, she saw Katie glance briefly over her own shoulder, back through the changing room doorway toward the main store.

"You have a great body Meg," she said. "And nice hips." She giggled. "I think I already said that." Did Meg detect just a hint of nervousness in Katie's voice? "So when you pull the sides of the suit up a bit higher...". Meg felt the girl's nimble fingers grasping the fabric at each hip and tug upward gently..."you can really show them off." Katie's fingers lingered for a moment, then they slid between the waistband and the sensitive skin of Meg's lower back. Katie continued: "And we can snug up the string a little bit between your butt cheeks I think." She followed the thin strand of cloth with her fingertips, at once pulling upward and pressing inward. Katie's fingers were soft and warm against her sensitive skin, and Meg reflexively spread her legs slightly. Katie's fingers lingered between Meg's ass cheeks, just above her anus, and then she slowly drew them upward, running them over the fabric of the thong.

Meg closed her eyes. Her senses were reeling - she was shocked, dumbfounded, and titillated...titillated by this young girl! Katie was practically groping her ass, but the last thing Meg wanted was for her to stop. It felt so erotic that Meg was paralyzed.

"There. That looks better," said Katie softly, and Meg couldn't help but notice that her sweet young voice was shaking even more with...what? Nervousness? Arousal? Oh God, Meg didn't know what to do about this. So she just stood there doubtfully, allowing it to continue. She opened her eyes again, and met Katie's stare in the mirror...the girl's eyes were bright and shiny. She watched and felt as the girl pressed lightly against her. She felt the fabric of Katie's denim jeans brush against her ass, fleetingly at first, but then the girl pressed against her more forcefully. Their gaze was still locked together in the mirror.

"There," repeated Katie. "Much better. Now let's see how the top is fitting you." Once again, Katie glanced back over her shoulder. Meg realized that she was confirming that there were no customers that had entered the store - that the two of them were still alone.

"It's...it's okay I think," stammered Meg. "It looks good."

Katie pressed her body against Meg's back, and the woman could feel the girl's warm breath against the side of her neck. "Um...yeah, it does...it looks like the fabric is a little bit baggy on your left boob though.... let's see if we can make it right." Meg watched in the mirror as the girl reached both arms around her. Her left hand slid beneath the side of the bra, pushing it outward, as her right hand cupped the breast in an effort to reposition it. Her fingers brushed her nipple, and Meg almost jumped out of her skin - she both watched and felt her nipple stiffen at the girl's soft, delicate touch. She sighed in an involuntary response to the sensation. Oh God, it felt wonderful, but she shouldn't let this continue. This was crazy!

Meg watched as Katie's delicate fingers pushed and prodded her breast, ostensibly to adjust it under the bra, but the touch was more of a caress than anything. Her palm was rubbing softly against Meg's erect nipple, and the warmth of her hand permeated the delicate skin. Meg heard the girl sigh softly next to her ear, and she looked up. Their eyes locked once again, silently communicating the sensuality of the moment.

"I think that looks better...don't you Meg?"

But neither of them looked. Their gaze was fixed on one another. Meg was very much aware that the girl's hand was still on her breast, softly and...sensuously...caressing it. Every one of her senses felt sharpened. She could feel the girl's warm breath on her neck. She could hear Katie's breathing, harsher and deeper. She could feel her own breathing quicken. She could feel the girl pelvis pressing against her ass, more insistently now. Meg's self-control was waning, and she pressed back invitingly.

Katie immediately acted on that little invitation. She thrust her groin against the older woman. "Are you...into it Meg?" she asked softly.

Meg knew exactly what she was being asked, and she didn't know how to respond at first. But finally she replied in a shaking, nervous voice. "I...I don't know Katie...I don't know if we should do this."

Katie was now openly caressing Meg's breast, applying pressure to the erect sensitive nipple. "Have you ever been with a woman... or a girl?" She took a rubbery nipple between her thumb and index finger and tweaked it gently. Meg gasped. "It's fun Meg," continued Katie. "I like being with girls...A LOT...and I really like YOU." She kissed the side of Meg's neck delicately, and ground her pelvis against the older woman's naked butt.

Meg's senses were reeling. This young girl was expertly seducing her. "I'm.... confused...I don't know what to do..."

"Just go with the flow Meg," Katie whispered. She lifted both cups of the swimsuit upward and Meg's heaving breasts sprang free. Katie cradled them both, and began to knead them and caress them with her warm hands.

"Oh god," sighed Meg softly. The sensation was wonderful! She felt her face flush with arousal.

"Mmm, your boobs are so nice...firm but soft. You have a beautiful body Meg. Everything about you is beautiful." She caressed Meg's breasts and circled her fingertips lazily around the dark, distended nipples, and Meg leaned back against her, her legs weak and rubbery. She suddenly felt light-headed.

"Meg," Katie continued. "I'm going to close up the store in about half an hour. We could be all alone. If you want to," she added. She kissed Meg's ear lobe. "We could have so much fun together." Her hands left Meg's breasts and began to slowly, sensuously slide along her waist, over the flare of her hips. She pushed her groin firmly against Meg's butt.

Meg knew that she should just leave, get away from this situation before it was too late. But she was already too far gone...this was an experience she just HAD to have. There was no denying what she was feeling, and she nodded slowly. "Okay Katie. Let me...let me go to the food court and get something to drink...I'll be back."

*****

Meg wandered through the mall in a fog, a half-filled paper cup of Seven-up gripped in her trembling hand. The day's hustle and bustle was winding down. Most of the customers had left for home, and all of the merchants were closing their stores for the night as she walked past. But she was oblivious to the activity around her, her mind swimming with nervous anticipation. Her heart pounded nervously in her chest. She couldn't BELIEVE she was going through with this.

She ducked down a side hallway to the ladies room. What in the world was she doing? Having sex with a woman was one thing, but having sex with a high school girl was another. First Justin, now Katie. Where did this newfound interest in teenagers come from? A fleeting thought of Justin entered her mind, but she shook it away.

She entered a restroom stall, tugged her panties down to her knees, hiked up her skirt, and perched on the cool toilet. The smell of her sex permeated her nostrils. God, she was so aroused! She tentatively ran a finger through her pubic hair, and touched her pussy lips. They were slick and juicy with her excitement, the lips swollen and protruding. She rubbed them briefly, fighting the temptation to masturbate. Her musky womanly smell filled the air, and she nervously, awkwardly, lifted the wet, shiny finger to her nostrils. She breathed deeply, inhaling the erotic perfume. She looked at the trembling finger intently for a moment, and then brought it to her lips. She had tasted herself many times, but knowing what she was about to do made it different somehow. Would she taste Katie too?

She pulled her damp underwear completely off and held them in her trembling fingers. As she peed, she brought the panties to her nose. Is this what Katie would smell like? She knew that she would soon find out, and with eager anticipation, she tucked the panties into her purse, grabbed her shopping bags, and walked quickly toward the bathing suit store. She smiled to herself as she walked, as the name of the store came to her. "Summer Heat", it was called. How fitting - yes, this was definitely turning into one hot summer.

*****

"I was afraid you wouldn't come back." Katie held Meg by the hand and coaxed her through the now-darkened store toward a back storeroom.

"I said I would...you can trust me."

Katie smiled back at the older woman as they entered the back room. Meg glanced around briefly - the room was small and filled to the brim with cardboard boxes stacked on metal shelving. There was a small office desk tucked in one corner, and a threadbare old chair and non-matching couch were pushed against the wall. She stood nervously in the middle of the room as the girl closed and locked the door. "Oh, I know I can trust you. It's just that you seemed...nervous...and...and I guess I was afraid you didn't like me." The girl turned around and faced Meg. They stood in awkward anticipation, looking into each other's eyes. After a few moments, Katie slowly approached the older woman.

"I DO like you Katie." Meg watched nervously as the girl approached her. The girl was beautiful; there was no denying that. And she exuded an amazing, rare quality of both sensuality and innocence. Her face was young and fresh - bright, blue sparkling eyes, curly blond hair, easy smile laden with straight white teeth, a cute little up-turned nose...for the first time, Meg realized that she wasn't sporting the nose ring she had been wearing when she had first visited the store a couple of weeks before. She was glad for that.

She allowed her gaze to drift downward, her eyes roaming over Katie's slim, youthful body. The breasts were small, but shapely - the tight blouse did little to hide their form. Small bumps defined her erect nipples, poking against the thin fabric. Below the blouse, her flat, tanned tummy peeked out invitingly.

Katie was now standing before her, and she looked up innocently at the older woman, a shy smile playing across her pouty lips. "Do you think I'm pretty?" she asked softly.

"Yes. Very much so," replied Meg.

The girl came closer, and touched her hands lightly to Meg's arms. Her smile broadened. "And I think you're beautiful." She was shyly caressing the older woman's forearms as they hung at her sides. Her eyes glinted in the dim light of the room, and she lifted her pretty face up to Meg's. "Anyway, thanks for coming back," she whispered. She paused for a moment in thought, then continued: "When I asked you earlier if you'd ever been with a girl, you didn't really say one way or the other."

Meg smiled. "No, I guess I didn't did I? Um...well, to be honest, no I haven't. I guess I've lived kind of a sheltered life haven't I?"

Katie's eyed widened. "You mean I'm your...I'll be your first? Oh my god, that is SO cool!"

Meg laughed mirthfully. "Yes. You're my first." She paused. "But tell me something. No offense, but you seem...well...I guess you seem so young...I guess...maybe too young to have much experience in this either."

Katie giggled. "Well, I'm not THAT young Meg. Anyway, I've been with a couple of girls."

"Really? Girls you meet here in the store?"

Katie shook her head. "Uh uh. Well, only one other girl I met in the store. The other is my best friend. We do it once in awhile. I mean, it's fun! We both like boys too, but we're REALLY into each other." She looked pointedly at Meg. "Are you nervous?"

Meg nodded. "A little, yes."

Katie chuckled. "I guess I am too, a little." Her cute little face grew suddenly serious. "But maybe we shouldn't be nervous...I mean, we like each other right?"

Meg nodded, and licked her lips nervously. God, this was so exciting! And Katie was so pretty, at once both childlike and sexual. They gazed longingly into each other's eyes. And suddenly, before either of them even realized what was happening, the woman and the girl kissed. The touch of Katie's warm lips sent a shiver through Meg's body, and she knew that she desperately needed this to happen. She put her arms around her and pulled her close, and their mouths opened as they kissed each other with growing passion.

Meg sucked hungrily on Katie's long pink tongue. Her hands roamed over the girl's back, caressing her, stroking her, and she was rewarded with a soft passionate moan. Katie returned the caress, running her hands with passionate urgency up and down the woman's warm back, as their tongues intertwined. She clutched Meg's ass cheeks through the thin fabric of her skirt and squeezed them firmly. Meg groaned huskily into the girl's mouth, and she pulled her close, their pelvises humping and grinding against one another.

Katie dipped her hands beneath the hem of Meg's skirt and caressed her bare ass cheeks. "Oooh," she sighed. "You took your panties off for me, didn't you?"

"Mmm hmm," Meg murmured. "Just for you." She moaned huskily, delighting in the sensation of the girl's small hands stroking her smooth ass cheeks. Meg returned the favor, lowering her own hands to grasp the girl's slim butt firmly through her jeans. She pushed her tongue deeply into Katie's warm mouth, and the two of them groaned with uninhibited lust.

Katie may have taken the lead in seducing Meg, but now it was the older woman's turn to be the aggressor. She pushed her groin against the girl's slim thigh and humped against it feverishly, stimulating her hot pussy. "God I need you so bad," she whispered hoarsely. She snaked two fingers beneath the waistband of the girl's low-slung jeans, probing the forbidden crevice between her butt cheeks. "Let's get these clothes off."

They reluctantly loosened their embrace, and pulled away from one another. Meg hastily unbuttoned her blouse and let it fall from her shoulders, followed by her white, lacy bra. Her eyes locked on Katie, who was watching her expectantly, as Meg pushed her skirt over her hips, then stepped lightly out of the garment. She stood uninhibited and proudly nude in front of the still fully clothed girl, who was watching with undisguised lust.

Meg ran her fingers sensuously up and down her ribcage. "Aren't you going to join me?" she asked coyly.

Katie smiled. "Yup. I just didn't want to miss anything."

Meg watched as the younger girl slowly pulled her tight pink blouse up and over her head, revealing her naked torso. She tossed her hair carelessly back into place, then glanced furtively down at her breasts. "They're kinda small," she said shyly.

They were indeed small, but Meg didn't mind. They were perfectly proportioned B-cups, pert and firm. The nipples were dark and erect, jutting proudly. "They're very nice Katie. VERY nice."

Katie acknowledged the compliment with a shy grin. She looked at Meg intently as she unzipped her jeans. She slowly pushed them down and over the flare of her slim hips. She wasn't wearing panties, and her light-colored, trimmed pubic hair came into view. Meg licked her lips in anticipation as Katie bent over, eased the jeans down her long, tanned legs, and then threw them carelessly into the corner. She turned around, and Meg delighted in the view presented by the girl's naked ass - cute, slim and shapely. "Mmm...such a nice butt," she said with true admiration.

Katie spun around and smiled bashfully. She was now seemingly ill at ease, almost timid. Meg approached her slowly, and tenderly placed her warm hands on the girl's slim waist. Katie looked up at the taller women, her eyes glinting with passion. "Make love to me Meg," she whispered.

Meg needed no further encouragement. She drew the girl close, and they embraced tightly, this time unencumbered by clothing. Meg reveled in the deliciously erotic feel of the girl's nude body pressing against hers. Katie's skin was impossibly smooth and silky. They hugged tightly, Katie's small pointy breasts pressed into Meg's larger, more rounded boobs. Their hands roamed freely over one another, caressing each other's back, hips, ass - the sexual urgency increasing as they grew accustomed to the other's touch. They kissed briefly, but Meg's excitement was growing. She needed more - to touch, smell, and taste the girl.

But Katie's bout of shyness had only been temporary, it seemed. She was once again the aggressor. She pushed Meg, gently but insistently, into a sitting position on the couch and straddled her lap. Their mouths locked once again and they kissed passionately. Meg opened her mouth to the girl's probing tongue, feeling it dance nimbly inside her mouth. The kiss continued for several minutes as they feverishly caressed one another's bodies, until finally Katie pulled away slightly, breathless and panting.

"You're a great kisser Meg...I LOVE to kiss," she giggled.

"Me too." The weight of Katie on her lap, the feeling of the smooth skin of her legs pressed against hers...it was deliciously erotic.

Katie absently fondled Meg's lolling breasts. "Your boobs are beautiful."

"Thank you," replied Meg. She arched her back, pushing her breasts into Katie's caressing hands.

Katie smiled. "I like to kiss boobs too. Can I kiss yours?"

"Mmm," cooed Meg. "You don't have to ask."

Katie smiled happily and lowered her face to Meg's breasts. She took first one nipple, then the other, in her mouth and tenderly suckled them, alternating from one to the other. Meg purred contentedly and clutched Katie's head, pulling her against her breasts, feeding them into the girl's mouth. It felt WONDERFUL. She was reminded of Justin suckling her nipples. It felt similar, although Katie's touch was softer, and more tender. The difference between a girl and a boy.

"Mmmm, that feels sooo good Katie," she purred, as stroked the girl's wavy blond hair. "But I'd like a try at yours too."

"Okay." The girl straightened up, still straddling Meg's lap but bringing her small breasts to Meg's eye level. The older woman tenderly kissed the flare of the upper part of the girl's pert boobs, as Katie moaned softly in response. Meg moved lower, working her lips along the sides of the firm breasts. Katie arched her back and cooed, encouraging Meg to continue as she cradled her head in her delicate hands, running her fingers through the woman's soft brown hair.

Meg, now the aggressor, half lifted, half pushed Katie off of her lap and back against the arm rest, and resumed her attention on her pointy boobs, this time working her way to one of the luscious brown, taut nipples. She took it between her lips and suckled softly, eliciting a loud gasp from the younger girl. "Oh God...yesss," she hissed. "I LOVE that!" Meg sucked harder, and Katie pushed her breast against the probing lips and tongue. The older woman moved from one of the girl's pert breasts to the other, alternately licking and suckling each nipple in turn. Katie's nipples were super-sensitive - that was obvious to Meg. The girl clutched and pulled Meg's hair feverishly, pulling the woman's mouth to her, moaning loudly as she did so.

Meg kept her hands busy as she mouthed Katie's firm breasts. She allowed them to wander freely up and down the girl's body, caressing her, fondling her. She ran her fingers over her ribcage, down over her flat stomach, caressed her slim thighs. She could feel shivers of pleasure spasm through Katie's nubile, young body. She caressed the soft, creamy skin of Katie's inner thigh and sucked hard on the girl's nipples until they were rock hard and shiny with saliva.

"Oh God yesss...Suck it Meg," Katie moaned. "I love that...". Meg continued to caress the girl's inner thigh, and Katie spread her legs in invitation. As she did so Meg caught a faint musky whiff of the girl's pussy. The smell had an intoxicating effect on her. She knew she was arousing the girl, and that only increased her excitement at what she was doing. She prodded the girl to spread her legs wider. Katie eagerly complied, and the deliciously erotic smell intensified. Meg ran her fingers slowly, teasingly, along the sensitive skin of her upper thigh, closer and closer to the object of her desire. She brushed her fingertips across Katie's trimmed pubic hair, and the girl trembled.

Meg lifted her face from the girl's saliva-covered breasts and gave her a peck on the lips. "Would you like me to touch you there Katie?" she asked softly.

Katie's eyes were shiny with passion. "Yesss. PLEASE Meg."

Meg cupped the girl's warm, willing pussy in her hand, then slowly, teasingly, drew her finger along the swollen, pink pussy lips. She felt the wetness there, and repeated the motion, this time burrowing her finger deeper, between the labia. Katie's juices coated her finger, and she rubbed her fingers up and down, smearing the girl's cream into the protruding pussy lips.

"Mmmm...yeah," sighed Katie. "That feels sooo good."

But Meg wasn't satisfied with only touching the girl's pussy. She wanted to look at it and smell it, up close. She wanted to lick it, to worship it, to make Katie cum. She prodded the girl into a half-sitting, half-laying position on the sofa, her butt perched on the edge of the cushion. She coaxed the girl's trembling legs wider and knelt on the floor between them. She looked up briefly at Katie, who was watching her with glazed eyes, her breathing heavy and rapid with anticipation over what was coming next. She shifted her gaze to Katie's pretty pussy, noting the trimmed blond pubic hair, the lips pink and protruding and shiny with juices.

"Mmm, looks like you shave your pussy hair?"

Katie licked her lips and nodded. "My girlfriend does it for me sometimes."

"Ooh, nice." Meg noticed the nub of Katie's clitoris peeking out from under the hood, an inviting target. She leaned forward, extended her long, pink tongue, and touched the swollen clit.

Katie's body went rigid at the touch, then she shuddered and her legs quivered. "Ohhh yesss...lick me," she moaned. She clutched Meg's hair in her trembling hands and pulled the woman's face to her pussy.

Meg spread Katie's pussy lips open with her fingers and licked hungrily. It tasted much like her own pussy did, sweet and sexy and tangy, except maybe a bit more delicately flavored. She lapped up and down with long licks, sometimes focusing on the swollen pink lips, sometimes circling her tongue tenderly around the girl's protruding clit. Katie lifted her hips off the cushion, grinding her sopping wet pussy against Meg's probing tongue. She cried out with passion. "Oh GOD Meg! Suck me...fuck that feels so good!"

Meg felt almost as excited making love to Katie's pussy, as Katie seemed to feel being orally pleasured by Meg. Her sensations were flooded by the girl's response - everything from the heady smell, the musky taste, and the feel of the smooth juicy pussy lips against her probing tongue. Katie's torso was writhing sensuously. Meg reached her hand beneath her and began to fondle her own pussy.

Katie's eyes were tightly closed, and her breaths came in short, quick gasps. Meg's expert tongue was bringing her to the heights of ecstasy. She sank lower in the soft cushion, lifted her legs, and grabbed her ankles to open her budding womanhood as far as possible.

Meg paused briefly to rest her tongue. "Do you like this Katie?" she asked coyly.

Katie moaned softly. "GOD YES...please don't stop."

"Mmm, don't worry, I won't."

Meg inspected the girl's pussy briefly before continuing. Her pubic hair was wet and matted, the pussy lips swollen and shiny and gaping open obscenely. As Katie spread her legs wider, her tiny puckered asshole was now exposed to view, coated with seeping pussy juice.

A vivid memory from her recent experience flooded Meg's mind - the memory of Blake licking her asshole. She remembered how incredible it had felt, so soothing and ticklish and tender - nasty and erotic. She wondered...would Katie like it too? There was only one way to find out.

She leaned back in, and touched the tip of her extended tongue delicately and lightly to Katie's inviting asshole. The taste was erotic - musky and salty and sweaty. Katie's asscheeks clenched, and she moaned softly. Encouraged, Meg touched her tongue there again, this time licking in a small circular motion. Katie again moaned with pleasure. "Mmm, I LIKE that...keep doing it Meg." She pulled her legs back, her knees almost touching her chest.

Meg spread the girl's ass cheeks with her fingers, and Katie's asshole gaped open invitingly. She licked feverishly in tight little circles around the sensitive opening, feeling it flexing spasmodically under the touch of her tongue. Katie writhed with passion, whispering and moaning encouragement. But Meg wanted to bring Katie's stimulation to another level. She moved her tongue back to the girl's succulent pussy, slurping at the whitish secretions that were seeping from the opening. She brought a finger to Katie's spit-soaked anus, and rubbed it against the opening.

Katie groaned with lust as Meg laved her inflamed pussy with her darting tongue, and fingered her asshole. "Oh yes...oh yes...oh yes..." the girl intoned huskily. "God Meg, you're gonna make me scream!" Her slim hips were humping up and down, and Meg was having difficulty keeping her tongue planted on Katie's swollen pussy. She applied pressure with her middle finger against the tight but slippery asshole, and inserted it up to the first knuckle. At the same time, she took the girl's erect clit between her lips and sucked gently.

"OH FUCK!" screamed Katie. "OH GOD SUCK ME MEG!" She thrust her hips violently and clenched Meg's head between her bucking thighs. Meg darted her tongue rapidly against Katie's vibrating clit, and pushed her finger into the girl's sweet asshole up to the second knuckle. At the same time, she inserted her index finger halfway into the girl's warm, wet pussy. She felt both holes tighten and spasm, and she knew Katie was about to cum. She began to finger-fuck the girl with both fingers as she licked the swollen clit. She could barely breathe, locked in Katie's vise-like grip, but she knew she couldn't stop. Her young lover needed to cum.

Katie was crying out continuously with lust and passion. "Oh yes...oh yes...oh God yes...OH GOD...OH GOD...OH GOD...YES...YES...YES!" And suddenly she was cumming violently, clutching Meg's hair, pulling her into her pussy, her sweaty, trembling legs locked around Meg's head. Her entire body shuddered and convulsed. "OH YESSSS!" she screamed. "SUCK MY CUNT!" And all the while, Meg kept her mouth locked to the girl's clit, sucking it and licking it, forcefully finger-fucking the girl's pussy and asshole as she brought her to the heights of ecstasy.

Soon, Katie's spasms slowed, and Meg released the girl's distended clit from her mouth. Katie sighed contentedly in the aftermath of her crashing orgasm. Meg kissed her pussy tenderly, helping her to ease down gradually from her erotic high. She gently pulled her fingers, now wet and shiny with the girl's secretions, out of her secret holes.

Katie looked down at Meg through half-lidded eyes and giggled lightly. "Your face is soaking wet."

"That's because your pussy is soaking wet sweetie."

"Oh god, I know...I've never cum harder in my entire life." Meg leaned forward, and the lovers embraced and kissed each other passionately, the girl sucking her own juices from Meg's tongue. Finally, reluctantly, they broke away.

"Yours isn't the only pussy that's soaking wet. God, I am sooo horny," said Meg.

Katie stroked the older woman's arm tenderly. "Oh Meg...I'm sorry...you've done so much for me and I've left you high and dry." She winked playfully. "Maybe I can fix that."

Meg grinned. "Oh I'm sure you can. And trust me, it won't take long."

The two quickly switched positions. Katie pushed Meg playfully down on her back. She knelt between the woman's splayed legs, then reached over and kissed Meg. Meg opened her mouth to the girl's probing tongue.

"Mmm, I can taste myself on you," whispered Katie. She licked Meg's lips and chin, slurping up the residue from her pussy, then began to work her mouth along Meg's neck, down to her shoulder. Meg closed her eyes and caressed the girl's blond hair, reveling in the touch of the girl's lips and tongue on her body. Katie continued lower, and took one of Meg's protruding nipples in her mouth. She sucked softly, as Meg moaned with pleasure.

"Oh God," she sighed. "I need you so bad Katie...my cunt is on fire."

Katie released the nipple, and slid her wet tongue along Meg's stomach, leaving a shiny trail of saliva on the woman's tanned skin. Meg squirmed with pleasure, and Katie continued lower still, kissing and licking down to the older woman's curly brown pubic hair. She traced around the edge of Meg's bush, finally reaching the inside of the her trembling, creamy thigh. Meg groaned, and spread her legs as wide as she could.

"Ooh, you smell sooo sexy," Katie whispered softly. "And your pussy is sooo pretty." Meg was desperate for the touch of the girl's tongue, but Katie was teasing her. She licked the smooth, sensitive skin on the inside of Meg's thigh, halfway to the knee, then switched to the other leg and repeated the tongue caress.

"God, Katie - you're gonna make me scream - please lick me," begged Meg. "I need it so bad." She opened her eyes briefly and looked down at the girl, her cute innocent face in position between her legs, so agonizingly close to her pussy. Katie winked playfully and smiled. She brought her face closer and closer, all the while keeping her blue eyes locked on Meg's. Meg watched the girl extend a long pink tongue, closer and closer. Her breathing quickened in anticipation. And finally, Katie touched the wonderful tongue to her clit and licked rapidly.

"OH YES!" screamed Meg. She arched her back up off the couch and moaned passionately. "Lick me Katie...PLEASE!"

Katie spread Meg's pussy lips with her fingers, and ran her soft tongue rapidly up and down between them, from the oozing cunthole all the way up to the distended clit, and back, again and again. Meg thrashed on the couch. She groaned passionately and clutched the girl's hair, pulling her face against her, humping her pussy against the delightful, pleasure-giving tongue.

"YES!" panted Meg. "Just like that! Suck meeee...". She was in ecstasy. The girl's wonderfully soft tongue seemed to be everywhere at once, exploring every nook and crevice of her horny pussy. Katie's tongue was making wonderful, passionate love to her, and Meg thought she was going to go insane with pleasure. She needed to cum before she lost her mind. "Please Katie...suck my clit," she moaned hoarsely.

Katie wrapped her lips around Meg's swollen clitoris and suckled it, at the same time darting her tongue rapidly back and forth, stimulating it to a fever pitch. "OH YESSS!" screamed Meg. "SUCK ME KATIE!"

Meg felt the girl's tongue vibrating rapidly. Her orgasm was approaching and her entire body became rigid, her thighs quivering. It felt so wonderful...she tossed her head wildly from side to side, grunting with pleasure. Katie's tongue stimulated her clit, faster and faster, and she thought she would go mad...and finally she was cumming violently.

"YES...YES...YES! OH GOD KATIE!" she screamed, and her body writhed in involuntary orgasmic spasms. She pulled Katie's head tightly to her groin and humped against the girl's wonderful mouth, her mind focused on nothing other than her screaming, pounding orgasm. "OH YES!" And through it all, Katie stayed with every wrenching spasm, her mouth glued to Meg's juicy pussy.

Meg slowly, very slowly, came back down to earth. She had cum harder and more satisfyingly than at any time in her life. And as her breathing gradually returned to normal, Katie crawled up to her and they hugged tightly and lovingly, whispering sweet words to one another like two longtime lovers. Forgotten in Meg's mind was her earlier trepidation at having sex with this young girl. Just as she had done with her other incredible sexual experiences these past few days, she cast all worries aside and focused only on the great erotic pleasures that had so unexpectedly entered her life.

But soon, Meg realized it was time to leave, and she told Katie so, with great reluctance. She felt she could have stayed locked in the embrace all night. Katie had a crestfallen look, seemingly near tears. Meg tenderly brushed a lock of Katie's hair from her forehead. "What's the matter Katie? You seem so sad."

Katie sighed deeply, her eyes averted from Meg. "I don't know...It's just that this was so nice...". The girl's voice broke with emotion. "And I'll probably never see you again."

Meg ran her fingers delicately over the girl's cheek. "Hush. Don't say that...we can see each other again."

Katie's face brightened. "We can? Really?"

"Sure thing sweetie."

Katie looked uncertain. "But how? Where?"

Meg wasn't sure herself. She considered the problem for a moment. "Well...". She paused, undecided. "Maybe you could come and visit me at the lake."

Katie grinned broadly. "Oh Cool! That would be awesome! I'm only working here for a few more days, than I'm taking the last couple of weeks of summer off." She paused and thought for a moment. "I could borrow my Mom's car and drive out to see you."

"That would be great Katie. Maybe...maybe you could stay over some night." It sounded wonderful, but she wondered how she would explain it to Justin. Oddly, the same thought seemed to have crossed Katie's mind.

"Um...It'll seem kind of weird...I mean, with your son there. Won't it?"

Meg nodded absently. "We'll figure something out."

******

While Meg and Katie were making wild, lusty love to one another, Justin and Blake were sitting side by side on the couch in Blake's living room. The television was on, but neither of them were paying any attention. Justin, left alone while his mother went shopping, was eager to talk to the older man. They hadn't spoken since that eventful threesome three nights before. And Blake was just as eager to talk to Justin. Meg's reaction the next morning had confused him and left him with trepidation over what would happen next. Meg had seemed accepting, yet confused, and uncertain. He was dying to know what, if anything, she had said to Justin. Not knowing was driving him crazy - he'd had trouble these last few days focusing on doing business with his clients.

But Blake was now overcome with a sense of relief, as he and Justin sat there chatting. After considerable prompting, the boy had just revealed that he and his mother had sex together two nights before. This told Blake a great deal. Not only was Meg accepting of what had happened - she seemed willing to go even further.

Blake picked up the television remote and turned down the volume. He didn't want to miss ANYTHING of what Justin was telling him. He turned toward the boy and looked at him intently.

"So tell me sport...did your Mom seem to LIKE what you and she did? Did you make her cum?" He was trying to be casual about this, but his excitement was growing as he heard himself ask the question. He was aroused, and he discretely adjusted his erection inside his shorts.

Justin took a big swallow of iced tea, placed the glass on the coffee table in front of him, and smiled at the memory. "She didn't at first," he said. He wiped his lips with the back of his hand. "But she did when I stuck my thing in her bum."

"Wow!" Blake was amazed. Not only did Justin and Meg have sex again, but they had anal. It was incredible! "What all did you two talk about?" He could detect his voice shaking with his excitement.

Justin shrugged. "I dunno. Lots of things. I guess she said something about feeling weird about it." He scratched his head in thought. "And she asked if I felt okay about it, and I said that I did. I said I liked it."

"Did she ask about me?"

The boy nodded. "Uh huh." He cleared his throat and squirmed a bit, suddenly uncomfortable. "She asked if...if you and I had, you know...DONE anything. I mean, together." He averted his eyes. "I didn't know what to say."

Blake smiled. "That's okay kiddo." At least he HOPED it was okay. "Anyway, she already knows we'd been together. I told her so."

Justin nodded. "Yeah...it seemed like she already knew." He reached for his glass of iced tea, leaving a ring of condensation on the coffee table. "Anyway, I said we...that we did it...you and me, I mean." He was still looking away awkwardly. "She asked if I liked it, and I said I did."

The older man chuckled. "You did okay Justin. And by the way, I liked it too." He watched Justin shift position on the couch and discretely press against his erection with a balled up fist.

The boy looked up at Blake and smiled with a boyish grin. The two of them sat in silence for a moment, and then Justin giggled. "Oh yeah, something else...she asked something about what I liked most about that night." He smiled shyly. "I said I really liked seeing her pee."

Blake laughed. "DID you now? Oh my. What did she say to THAT?"

Justin shrugged. "She didn't say much. Something about it being interesting. And she said that maybe she could do it again for me."

Blake arched an eyebrow, and sat in silent astonishment, his erection now throbbing painfully in his shorts. Both Justin AND Meg were expressing interest in one of his wildest kinks. This was beyond his wildest dreams. He watched as Justin drained his glass. An erotic, nasty thought crept into his mind. He cleared his throat nervously. "You know Justin," he said casually. "I'm really into pee too. But not just with women. It would excite me to watch you pee too."

"It would?"

"Yup. In fact, it would be really hot if you'd pee ON me."

"Really? Do people do that?" Justin's eyes were wide as he looked at Blake with heightened interest.

"They sure do. He touched the boy tenderly on his hand. "Come on to the bedroom. I can show you."

******

Blake lay naked, spread-eagled on the bed, licking his lips with anticipation. Justin knelt over him, straddling one of the older man's muscular thighs. He held his semi-hard cock in his fingertips. "Like this?" he asked shyly.

"That's perfect Justin. Pee on my cock." The older man looked on with growing lust as the boy frowned with concentration. He could see the youth's tummy muscles flexing, and his little cock twitching, as Justin strained to release his bladder. Blake's cock was standing proudly erect, only inches from the boy's smaller prick.

The boy grimaced. "I have to go, I really do. But it's not coming out."

"That's okay sport. Take your time."

Justin grunted, and released a short spurt of pee that landed with a splash on Blake's cock and tight stomach. He giggled and looked at Blake. "Is that okay?"

Blake's cock twitched. "Mmm...perfect! Just like that. Do it again kiddo."

Justin grunted again, and soon golden, sparkling urine was splashing in a hard steady stream onto Blake's erection. His cock pulsated with his arousal, as the warm piss bathed his naked body. Justin giggled as he aimed the stream up and down Blake's steely shaft.

"Oh God, I love that Justin! But come closer - pee on my chest and my neck too."

Justin inched forward on his knees, still straddling the man's prone body. His naked butt cheeks brushed against Blake's cock, as the stream of piss splashed off his muscular, hairy chest and neck. As the pungent smell of the warm urine wafted through the bedroom, Blake snaked a hand down to his groin and began stroking his erection.

"On my face!"

"Your face?" Justin seemed taken aback by the request.

"Yes!"

Justin aimed his now slowing stream higher, and it splashed off Blake's chin. He grabbed the boy's ass cheeks and pulled him forward. He opened his mouth, and let the golden liquid gush inside. He reveled in the salty, erotic taste, and considered swallowing it, but instead let the tangy liquid trickle out of the corner of his mouth, washing over his cheek and neck.

He pulled Justin further forward, and took the boy's cock, still dribbling a slowing stream of piss, into his eager, sucking mouth. The boy closed his eyes and moaned as he fed his growing cock into the man's warm, wet mouth. Blake slurped on the stiffening shaft eagerly, licking away the residue of urine, and replacing it with a shiny layer of saliva.

He released the cock from his mouth briefly. "Did you like that Justin?"

"Yeah...that was cool!"

"Mmm. I liked it too. Would you like me to pee on you?"

Justin looked down and pursed his lips in thought, then shrugged. He seemed wracked with indecision, and Blake watched, silently, as the wheels turned. Finally, he responded. "Sure, why not? Do you want me to get on the bed?"

"Nope...you can stay right there. I'll pee on your butt."

Justin giggled merrily. "Okay."

Actually Blake wasn't sure if he could piss at all - his hardon was raging, and unlike some men, he had trouble urinating with an erection. On the other hand, the pressure in his bladder was intense. Maybe he could do it after all. He concentrated as he idly ran his tongue around the swollen head of Justin's cock, and soon a few squirts of piss were released, followed by a steady, forceful stream. His cock was in perfect position, and the golden arc of piss splashed all over Justin's lower back and smooth butt cheeks. He spread the boy's ass open with his hands, and pissed into his butt crack, feeling the urine splash down on his own chest.

Justin giggled. "It's warm."

"Yep. Feels good hey?"

"Yeah...but kinda weird. Can you lick me some more?"

Blake nodded, and took Justin's cock back between his warm lips, suckling the hard cock, running his wet tongue expertly along the shaft and the head. As his urine stream subsided, he took his fingertips and ran them along the crack of Justin's ass, rubbing the warm piss into the boy's smooth, tender skin. He looked up, and the boy's eyes were closed, his mouth agape, clearly enjoying the sensation.

Blake continued to suck the boy's throbbing erection with hollow cheeks, and eagerly ran his fingers over the boy's delightfully smooth ass. After awhile, he drew the tip of his index finger down the butt crack, and traced it in a lazy circle over the boy's puckered asshole.

Justin moaned softly. Encouraged by his response to this new stimulation, Blake pressed the tip of his finger against the hot, tight hole. Before Justin could protest, he wriggled the finger, slippery with urine, up and inside the boy's ass up to the first knuckle.

Justin gasped and bucked his hips, pulling away from the probing finger. But Blake was persistent. He pushed it deeper inside and wiggled it around, all the while sucking the boy's cock. He felt the youth's sphincter relax, and soon his finger was deeply embedded.

"Does that feel nice kiddo?"

"Um, not sure."

"Tell you what...why don't you get on your hands and knees and we'll try in a different position?"

The boy looked doubtful and uncertain, but after a moment he nodded and reluctantly pulled his cock out of the man's mouth. He knelt on the bed next to Blake and looked at him with a questioning look on his face.

"It's okay Justin. You'll like it. You'll see."

Justin nodded, and got on his hands and knees, his cock bouncing and bobbing beneath him. Blake rolled over and reached toward the nightstand. He grabbed a jar of Vaseline, and then knelt behind the boy. He admired the boy's smooth, muscular asscheeks. They were pale where they were normally covered by his swim trunks, in sharp contrast to the rich, dark tan that covered the rest of his body. The tiny, hairless asshole peeked out invitingly from between the butt-cheeks.

"You have a really pretty ass Justin."

"I do?"

"Yep. I sure would like to lick it."

Justin giggled. "Okay."

And so Blake leaned forward, and touched the tip of his tongue to the youth's puckered asshole. Justin moaned and spread his legs, as Blake tasted the saltiness of Justin's sweat and his own urine. He formed his tongue into a point, and licked and probed the dark, forbidden hole. The boy squirmed at the sensation, moaning softly.

"I like that Blake."

The man smiled. "It feels good doesn't it? Would you like me to stick my finger in again?"

"Okay."

Blake opened the Vaseline jar and smeared a glob of the slippery jelly on his fingers. He pressed a greased index finger against Justin's tight, puckered asshole, and pushed slowly, inserting it up to the first knuckle. Justin clenched his asshole and grunted.

"How's that feel Justin?"

"Kinda weird Blake...but it's okay."

"Good...now relax. I'm going to push it deeper. It will feel REALLY nice in a second." He pushed the finger past the second knuckle, feeling Justin's rectum squeezing against it. "Mmm," he said. "Your ass is nice and tight - I can't wait until my cock is inside there." He pulled the finger out slowly, then pushed it back in.

"Your cock?"

Blake slid his finger back and forth, and the boy moaned softly. "Yes. Would you like me to fuck you in the ass like you did to me the other day? Like you did to your Mom?"

"I don't know Blake," Justin replied nervously. "Will it hurt?"

"Just a little at first, but then it will feel real good. I'll be careful okay sport?"

"Umm...okay, I guess."

Blake's cock was throbbing, almost painfully. He couldn't believe his could fortune. He was about to fuck this boy's virgin asshole! He quickly smeared Vaseline all over his cock, whispering soothingly to the boy as he did so. His cock was deep red and trembling in his fingers as he rubbed the grease along its entire length. He knelt behind the boy, and caressed his round ass cheeks. He could tell that the boy was tense and nervous, but slowly, gradually, he sensed him relaxing.

He moved into position, and carefully pressed the oily cockhead against Justin's tight puckered asshole. He had to resist the powerful urge to thrust immediately - it was important that he go slow and easy. For maybe the first time in his life, Blake was glad that his cock was no more than average in length and girth. Much bigger, and there was no way that Justin's virgin asshole would accept it.

"Justin?"

"Yes?" The boy's voice was soft and shaking - he almost seemed frightened.

"I'm going to do this VERY slowly okay? It'll hurt a little at first, but you tell me if it hurts too much. After it goes in, it'll feel good."

"Okay Blake."

"Just relax okay?"

"I'll try."

"Atta boy." Blake reached underneath Justin, and caressed the boy's cock with his oily, lubricated hand. He was glad to find that Justin was still erect and excited. He felt the smooth cock trembling and twitching in his fingers.

Now ready to mount the boy, he held his cock in his other hand, positioned it against the boy's bumhole, and pushed, very gently and very slowly, until the head of his prick entered the dark recesses of Justin's ass. The boy gasped sharply, and Blake whispered to him to relax. He slid his fingers slowly along the shaft of the boy's erection, and Justin began to buck his hips slowly in rhythm with the older man's caress. In doing so, he forced Blake's cockhead a bit deeper, until it was completely embedded in his stretched asshole.

'So far, so good,' thought Blake to himself. He began jacking off Justin a bit more vigorously, and the boy responded, wiggling his hips. Justin's cock was pulsating in his slippery hand, and Blake could feel the boy's sphincter squeezing his cockhead, drawing him deeper inside.

Before either of them realized it, Blake's cock was halfway inside Justin's incredibly tight, warm rectum. "OUCH!" Justin protested. "That hurts Blake." Blake felt the boy's ass tighten, trying to expel the invading cock.

"Sorry kiddo. Let me just stay still for a sec, 'til you get used to it." He circled his fingers around the boy's steely erection and slid them back and forth, maintaining a slow, steady rhythm. With his other hand, he caressed the boy's smooth asscheeks. Justin groaned, and Blake felt the asshole loosening, welcoming his cock once again. He pushed gently, and in one smooth motion, he buried himself to the hilt. The boy yelped softly, but it was less from pain than surprise.

"Mmm, your ass is so nice," sighed Blake. "How does that feel kiddo?"

"Okay...okay Blake...kind of weird." His voice betrayed both apprehension and arousal. "I don't know if you should go any farther in though okay?"

Blake smiled. "I'm as far as I can go Justin - it's all the way in."

"It is?"

"Mmm hmm. And it feels wonderful." Blake was beside himself with lust. The boy's virgin asshole was so incredibly tight, squeezing and massaging his oiled shaft. He began to slide in and out, fucking the boy slowly and gently. And the boy responded - he bucked his hips back and forth in unison with the older man's thrusts. He moaned softly, obviously enjoying this newfound stimulation.

"Oh God, this feels good," groaned Blake. "Do you like it Justin?"

"Mmm, yeah," came the boy's breathless reply. "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Blake fucked the boy with a little more vigor, but still gently. He knew that there was no way in hell he was going to be able to prevent himself from cumming quickly. He wanted the two of them to come together, so he increased the pace of his pumping the boy's cock.

"Ooh, that feels good Blake," sighed the boy. "I LIKE that." He was meeting Blake stroke for stroke, bucking his hips obscenely back and forth. Blake's prick slid smoothly and easily in and out of the hot bumhole, as he pumped his fingers up and down the youngster's throbbing prick. They were both moaning and breathless.

"Mmm, just like that Blake!" Justin cried out. "Mmm, yeah...yes!"

Blake's fist was a blur on the boy's prick. Suddenly, Justin cried out loudly. His entire body tensed, and he began bucking violently as he ejaculated. Blake felt the warmth of the boy's cum coating his hand, lubricating the cock even further. And the excitement of the boy's orgasm had an effect on Blake, and he was coming too, deep inside Justin's hot ass. His prick throbbed and spasmed as a hot load of semen squirted into the depths of the youngster's ass.

They cried out again and again in unison, their bodies bucking and writhing in wanton abandon as they came. Blake's sperm further lubricated his cock, and it now made a liquid slapping sound as it plunged in and out of the boy's stretched asshole. And all the while, he pumped his fist back and forth along Justin's smooth, shiny cock, as the boy's cock squirted cum again and again onto the bedspread beneath him.

And finally, the two of them collapsed in a sweaty heap, as Blake's semi-hard cock popped out of the boy's asshole. They lay there together, panting and heaving. Blake sighed contentedly. Damn, that was incredible, he thought. He had now fucked two virgin assholes in three days, and a mother and son combination to boot!

After awhile, Justin announced that he'd better get home. "My Mom should be back from shopping," he said. "I don't want her to worry about me."

"Okay kiddo. Let's get cleaned up."

******

Meg woke up the next morning to a wet and windy day. She yawned and stretched, cozy inside the sheets. Her mind drifted back to the day before, to her incredible, first-ever lesbian experience. God, Katie was so hot! She had no idea such pleasure could be had at the hands of another woman (or a girl).

She looked out the window. Raindrops were splashing against the glass - what a dreary day. She decided she'd need to do without her customary morning swim, so she just laid there for awhile, staring at the ceiling and thinking. She could hear the sound of the television - Justin was up. Unfortunately, he was already in bed when she got home the night before. Anxious to see him, to wish him a good morning, she hopped out of bed, deciding she would make him a nice, hearty breakfast.

*****

Meg stood in front of the stove. Inexplicably, she found that her mind was doing flip-flops. Perhaps the rain was altering her mood. Once again, she was having trouble coming to grips with the fact that her relationship with Justin had changed in profound ways, in a way that was very different than other mothers and sons. The last few days, she felt her acceptance of the situation was growing. But today she was wracked with guilt, and there was no getting around it. But at the same time, her newfound sexual freedom was overwhelmingly exciting. How could she deny her physical needs?

And what about yesterday's experience with the young girl Katie? It has seemed SO right at the time. Now, though, she wasn't sure...

She was equally tormented by her feelings for Blake. These last few days had been emotionally exhausting, and he was at the center of it all. Here was a strong, virile man, attractive, a great sense of humor - all things that had been absent in her failed marriage. She almost felt that she was falling in love with him.

On the other hand, he had seduced her teenage son. And he had seduced her. How could she love such a man?

She cracked a couple of eggs into the cast iron skillet and threw the empty shells into the sink with frustration. Dammit!

*****

She and Justin spent the rest of the day together. She felt that today it would be best to be the mother she had always been. She and Justin played scrabble for a while...she even joined him on his computer to play a few video games. All in all, it was a good day, a day shared with her son.

But that night, she couldn't sleep. She tossed and turned, naked beneath the cotton sheets. Now, in the darkness of her room, she found herself thinking of Justin not as a mother, but as a lover. And she thought of Katie. Katie's creamy pussy, Justin's hard cock...but always her thoughts returned to Blake.

She lay there in the darkness, listening to the night sounds filtering through the open bedroom window. Somewhere out there in the forest, an owl hooted. She heard the faint sound of Justin coughing over in his bedroom. The rain had ended, but she could her the water still dripping off the trees.

Meg rolled over onto back and stared into the darkness. She ran her fingertips idly over her stomach, ran them up along her ribcage, along the sides of her lolling breasts. God, she was horny! She needed to cum, preferably while being fucked. She toyed with the idea of visiting Justin in his bed, but shook it off. Best to let him sleep. She wished Blake were here...

She caressed her nipples, feeling them harden between her fingertips. Her pussy was tingling. She began to glide her hands down her stomach, but then pulled them away in angry frustration. She wanted to cum, but not by her own hand. She needed to be fucked! She threw the sheet off of her, grabbed her cell phone from the nightstand, and tiptoed down the hall, in search of the little slip of paper bearing Blake's number.

After rummaging through the kitchen drawer, she found it and smiled triumphantly. She punched the seven digits with trembling fingers. The phone rang five times, then six. Maybe she should hang up...this was crazy! But just as she was about to disconnect, she heard Blake's sleepy voice. "Hello?"

She paused, uncertain. "Hello?" Blake asked again.

Meg cleared her throat nervously. "Blake...it's Meg."

"Meg! How are you? Um, is anything wrong?"

"No. I'm...I'm sorry I'm calling so late. It's just that...". She giggled nervously. "I'm horny. Can I come over?"

Blake opened the door, wearing a bathrobe and a big grin. "Come on in Meg," he said with amusement. "If you're horny, you've come to the right place."

Meg entered the familiar, cozy living room, and Blake closed the door behind her. She spun around, and the two of them faced each other, Meg smiling nervously. She shifted her weight from foot to foot, and gazed shyly up into Blake's eyes. What should she say? Unthinking, impetuous in her horniness, she heard herself blurt out: "I need to be fucked Blake."

Blake was taken aback by her boldness, but he watched with growing interest and desire as she pulled her tee shirt up and over her head. She unzipped her shorts, and let them fall down her long, tanned legs. She wore no bra or panties, and she stood there nude in front of Blake, and allowed his appreciative eyes to roam up and down her nude body. Blake untied the belt of his robe, and let it fall to his feet. Meg's eyes were drawn to his cock, rising before her very eyes.

Without speaking, they fell into each other's arms and kissed each other deeply, their hands roaming over each other's naked bodies. Meg pushed her breasts against Blake's muscular chest and shoved her tongue deeply into his warm, sucking mouth. Their tongues danced against each other hungrily, until Meg finally broke off the kiss with a breathless gasp. She ground her pelvis against his thigh and moaned. Blake's steely erection was throbbing against her stomach.

"God, I've missed you," Meg whispered. She desired him with every inch of her being. But there was something she needed to say first. She needed to clear the air with him. She pulled subtly away from him and looked into his eyes. She swallowed nervously and sighed.

"I was angry with you Blake."

He nodded. "I know. Are you still mad?" He ran his fingers like a comb through her silky brown hair.

She looked away and smiled ruefully. "Sometimes I am, and sometimes I'm not. Now, I'm not."

He stood silently, caressing her hair, and let her continue. "I think what you did was wrong, and at first I was furious at you. But now, after these last few days, I think I understand. And sometimes...sometimes I don't feel that it's so wrong."

Blake put his strong hands on her shoulders, and massaged her tenderly. Meg could feel herself melting under his touch. She let herself fall against his strong chest, and she felt tears stinging her eyes.

"I had sex...with...with Justin again," she said haltingly. "And I enjoyed it." Her chest heaved, and she cried lightly as Blake drew her close. "I'm a terrible mother," she sobbed.

He nuzzled her sweet, perfumed hair and whispered to her comfortingly. "Shhh. It's okay Meg. Don't be hard on yourself."

Meg sniffed. It was like a huge weight was lifted from her shoulders. Revealing her shame, and telling Blake her secret thoughts and desires was having a therapeutic effect.

Blake continued. "Having sex with him doesn't mean you're a bad person Meg. I've seen Justin since that night. HE doesn't think you're a terrible mother."

Meg nodded against Blake's shoulder. "I know he doesn't." She snuggled against him even closer, feeling his warmth envelop her and permeate her naked body. His erection was pressed against her groin, and she rubbed against it, stimulating herself. She needed him so bad, but she wanted to finish what she had to say. "I'm going to have sex with him again. I know that now. I...I want to have sex with BOTH of you again."

Blake closed his eyes and sighed with relief. This was working out better than he had ever hoped it would. She drew away and looked him in the eyes again. "I think it's because I trust you to be good to us Blake. Do you understand?"

He nodded, as she continued. She looked away doubtfully, licked her lips, and then brought her eyes to his again. "I think I'm falling for you Blake."

He was taken aback. His eyes widened with shock. This was incredible, unexpected, and much more than he had bargained for. He didn't know what to say. But as he looked into her big brown eyes, he felt an unfamiliar emotion welling up inside him. This WAS turning into something more than he had planned for, but that wasn't a bad thing. It was pleasant, VERY pleasant. A couple of weeks before, he had set out with a plan to get into this woman's pants, and nothing more. But since then, he now realized, something more had happened. He liked her...he liked her a LOT. She was witty and pretty, his equal in intelligence...and he even liked Justin.

Her gaze was boring into him, her big eyes bright and shiny. He gulped. He didn't know what to say, and then he just decided to acknowledge what he felt. "I think I'm falling for you too Meg."

They stared at one another, a long intense stare. And then a smile played at the corner of Blake's lips, and she smiled back, a broad, happy smile. And then they laughed merrily, and she pressed against him, and they kissed deeply and passionately, their hands roaming over one another with urgency and abandon. They pressed against one another, she pushing her groin against his powerful erection.

"God, I want you so bad! I need it now!" she gasped.

"Let's go to the bedroom."

"No! Now. Right here on the carpet."

Blake chuckled, and the two of them sank into the deep, plush rug that covered the living room floor. They kissed briefly, but passionately, and Blake nuzzled the nape of her neck. He pecked the soft, tender skin delicately with his lips.

"God, I can't wait Blake," Meg groaned. "No foreplay necessary." She paused, her breasts heaving with passion. "In fact, THIS is how I want it." And before Blake knew what was happening, Meg flipped over onto her stomach.

"From behind?"

"In my ass."

"Oh my," he groaned. His interest had perked up a notch.

She sprawled out, spread her legs wide and tilted her shapely ass toward the ceiling, in clear invitation to him. He knelt on the floor behind her, admiring her round, firm butt cheeks, the tight puckered hole winking out from between them. He leaned forward, and touched his tongue to her asshole.

She squealed at the sensation, reached her hand beneath her and began frigging her wet pussy. "Oh yes," she gasped. "God how I love that!" Blake lapped at her tight, musky hole with his long tongue, coating it with his saliva, and soon her fingers were a blur as she masturbated herself.

Meg was unbearably horny. The touch of Blake's tongue on her ass was delicious - until he had first put his mouth there a few days earlier, she hadn't dreamed that her asshole could be such an erogenous zone. But she wanted more! And Blake seemed to want it too, for he pulled away, and soon, Meg sensed him kneeling behind her, ready to mount her.

Blake spit on his fingers and rubbed them over his swollen cockhead, lubricating it. He wedged it against Meg's slippery, tight asshole and paused. "Do you want me to fuck you Meg?" he asked slyly.

"God yes!" she gasped. "I NEED it!"

Blake pushed forward, and the length of his prick entered her hot, dark hole, inch by glorious inch. Meg screamed at the exquisite mix of pain and pleasure, and her sphincter squeezed him like a vise. He was afraid he was going to cum before he even started, and he paused with his cock only half buried in her ass. But Meg bucked her hips upward, and impaled herself on his erection. Blake grit his teeth and moaned. He nearly had an orgasm right then and there, but the moment passed, and soon he was able to begin ass fucking her.

He fucked her asshole forcefully, harder than he had ever fucked anyone before. He was afraid he would hurt her, but the harder he fucked her, the more she moaned with pleasure. He drove Meg deeply into the carpeting, and they fucked each other like savage beasts, sweating profusely and crying out with passion. Meg's fingers snaked beneath her and she manipulated her swollen, slippery clit as Blake thrust deeply into her rectum, and soon she could feel her orgasm approaching.

"Oh yes, oh yes, OH GOD YES!" she screamed. "FUCK MY ASS BLAKE!"

And that scream of passion set Blake off. He groaned loudly, and plunged his cock as deep as he could and held it there. His throbbing pulsating prick fired spurt after spurt of hot molten cum deep inside her, and all the while she writhed and convulsed in a violent frenzy beneath him. She screamed like a wild animal, urging him to fuck her, to fuck her as hard as he could. She thrust her ass against him as he pounded into her. They used each other to get themselves off.

Their mutual orgasm gradually subsided in intensity, and the two lovers gradually came back to earth, flushed and sweating after their exertion. Blake's cock softened inside Meg's warm, tight asshole as he hugged her tightly. Meg was weeping softly from the physical and emotional release of her orgasm.

"My God," she whispered. "I don't know what's come over me...every time I've cum these last few days, it's harder than the last."

Blake chuckled softly. "Nothing wrong with that Meg."

"No, I guess not," she replied. "It's just that I guess I hadn't realized how sex-starved I've become these last few years."

"Well, hopefully I've cured that." He brushed his fingers over her sweat-matted hair, pulling it from her eyes. The two of them lay comfortably, nestled like spoons. Blake's soft cock was still wedged inside her warm, clinging asshole.

Meg was sore, but it had been worth it. God, if only she could have Blake to fuck every day! On the other hand, why not? After all, he lived only a short walk away. But she frowned when she remembered that the summer was fast coming to an end. Soon, she'd have to go back to the city to start another school year. She was going to lose Blake. And worst of all, she'd lose Justin to her ex-husband yet again. But she brushed aside the thought fiercely. There were still a couple of weeks left to the summer, and she intended to enjoy them to the fullest. Blake and Justin...and Katie! She had almost forgotten. The girl was scheduled to come on Saturday. Only a few days away! Would she keep her promise?

She nestled against Blake's warm body as she thought about the girl. She hadn't figured out yet what she was going to tell Justin about Katie. Or what she would tell Blake for that matter. She really ought to tell them. For one thing, she had to let them know that it was critical that they not tell the girl about the special relationship she and Justin and Blake shared. She had already told Katie about Blake - no harm there. But it wouldn't do if Katie knew about the incestuous relationship Meg was having with Justin. God that would be a disaster! What if Katie were to find out and tell someone about it?

Well, she ought to tell Blake at least. It would be a bit embarrassing to reveal such a secret thing. But still...She cleared her throat and began: "You wanna know something?"

"Hmmm? What is it?"

"I'm getting company on Saturday. At least, I HOPE I am."

"You are? Who?"

"A girl I met at the mall." And she told Blake everything. About meeting Katie for the second time in the swimsuit store. About how they had flirted with one another. About the incredible sex she and the girl had shared. And about how they made plans to get together this coming weekend.

Blake was speechless. His cock, still nestled inside Meg's warm asshole, was getting hard again. "My God Meg...that's incredible! Have you ever had sex with another woman before?"

Meg shook her head. "No. I mean, I guess I've sort of thought about what it would be like, but I never thought I would actually DO it. It's just that she was so sexy, so sweet...it felt right." She paused, suddenly overcome with embarrassment, but then continued haltingly. "I...I guess I'm feeling a little guilty though. She's very young."

Blake circled his arms around her in a big bear hug. "I wouldn't worry about it Meg. Besides, it sounds like SHE seduced YOU." They lay silent while Blake digested this revelation. Meg was amazing - one surprise after another. What a hot, sexy woman!

After a few moments passed, Meg continued. "I'm not sure how this is going to work this weekend. I haven't told Justin about Katie. I don't want him to know. And I certainly haven't told her about Justin." She moaned with despair. "God, it would be a disaster if she found out." She pushed the thought aside and continued playfully. "I DID tell her a bit about you though."

"Hmmm. Interesting...what did you say?"

"Never mind," she replied with a giggle. Then a cloud came over her face. "I'm just a little worried she won't come. She hasn't called yet."

"Don't worry - she will. Heck, Saturday's still a couple of days away." He fondled her tits in an attempt to take her mind off her worries. "So, what are you going to do until then?" he asked slyly.

She smiled. "I'm gonna fuck."

Blake laughed. "Well, you and Justin COULD stop by tomorrow you know."

Meg looked back at him and winked. "Yes...we could at that. Which reminds me," she continued. "Justin said something about movies on your computer. When are you gonna show them to ME?"

He winked back at her. "Tomorrow."

*****

Meg and Justin arrived at Blake's cabin late in the afternoon the next day. Meg was brimming with nervous excitement. From what Justin had described, she was in for a real treat with these movies. But that wasn't the half of it. For the first time since that eventful night nearly a week before, the three of them would be having sex together again. She was certain of it.

"Okay Meg," Blake announced. "You get the center chair. The place of honor." He chuckled with amusement, as Meg plopped herself down eagerly. Blake had arranged three chairs in front of his computer monitor. He took the seat to Meg's left, reached across her, and with a few mouse clicks, he called up the media player.

To Meg, watching the movie clips was like a revelation. She had learned so much about her own sexuality this past week, and about the kinky, previously unimagined side of sex in general. But some of the things she saw on the videos rocked her imagination. One clip, in particular, made her pussy tingle and pulsate. A black man was sitting in a big armchair. A pretty blond girl with a tattoo of a snake on her left breast was sitting on him, facing away from him, and the man was fucking her in the ass. Her impossibly long legs were spread wide open, revealing a shaved pussy, and clearly showing the man's thick shiny cock sliding obscenely in and out of her gaping asshole. A shorthaired Asian girl with small breasts leaned in between the blonde's legs, and lapped away at her pussy. The blonde's low moans revealed the intense pleasure she was getting out of the experience.

Meg was flabbergasted. She just wished the video were larger. It was filling only about a quarter of the computer screen. She was about to ask Blake if he could make it any bigger, when the Asian girl began to slide her tongue along the man's cock as it entered the blonde's asshole.

"Oh my god," said Meg with a low, husky voice. "Now THAT looks interesting."

Meg was startled by Justin's voiced agreement to her right. She was so enraptured by the erotic video that she had forgotten all about him. She gave him a sideways look, but he was completely focused on the movie - obviously it was having as much of an effect on him as it was on her. She looked discreetly at his lap. The bulge in his shorts revealed his excitement. Her hand unconsciously crept toward her groin. She dipped her fingers beneath the tight waistband of her cut-offs, and brushed them through her soft pubic hair.

Blake smiled at their reaction. "Yup, it IS hot," he agreed. "But wait - it gets even better." He lifted a finger. "Right about...now!"

Meg watched in amazement. Without warning, a short spurt of pee streamed from between the blonde's pussy lips, and splashed onto the Asian girl's face. It subsided a bit, and dribbled out, bathing her pussy, asshole, and the man's swollen prick with golden liquid. All the while, the girl kept licking. After a moment, another spurt of pee appeared, followed by a steady stream of the golden urine. The Asian girl stopped giving her tongue bath to the man's prick, and opened her mouth wide, taking the pee inside.

Meg's jaw dropped. "Oh God...oh my god...that is sooo wild!"

"Mmm hmm," agreed Blake. "That's one of the best in my collection. It's got a lot of my favorite things - anal, watersports, ass to mouth...". He paused, watching Meg's reaction. Her eyes were glued to the computer monitor - she was utterly taken by the videos she was seeing. He noticed that her lips were parted, and her breathing was quickening. Her breasts were pushing against her tight tee shirt, and bumps formed where the erect nipples poked against the thin fabric. Her legs were spread slightly, and her fingers were inside her shorts.

"What do you mean - ass to mouth?" Meg asked.

"When a guy fucks a girl in the ass, and then puts his cock in her mouth...or another girl's mouth."

"Oh my."

A couple of mouse clicks, and Blake had another video running. This showed a man licking a woman's erect clit, while she released a heavy stream of piss against his chin. The short video finished, and soon another one was playing. In this one, a man was lying on his back on a bed, while a slightly overweight woman squatted above his large cock. He released a pee stream, which soaked her pussy as she suspended it above him. Soon, she eased down, and the cock, still with a golden stream of piss arching upward, entered her pussy.

"Oh wow!" exclaimed Meg breathlessly. "I wonder what THAT feels like?"

"It feels great!" He grinned. "Trust me...I've tried it."

"Hmm. Really?" God, she was horny. She exchanged a shy, sidelong glance with Blake, and then looked out of the corner of her eye to her right, at Justin. She unzipped her shorts and pushed them down her legs, exposing her bush to their appreciative stares. She spread her legs wide, and brazenly began rubbing her pussy lips.

"Yep...it's a lot of fun, let me tell 'ya," continued Blake. He looked across Meg at Justin and winked. The boy grinned, and then lowered his eyes to watch his mother frig herself. Blake watched him begin to rub the bulge in his groin.

Blake chuckled. "Speaking of which...". He pointed to the water bottle on the desk in front of them. "Maybe you should take another swig of water."

"Hmmm, if I didn't know better, I'd say you're trying to make me have to pee." But she didn't protest further. She took a long pull from the bottle, smacked her lips, and then resumed absently rubbing between her legs. "And anyway, I ALREADY have to go."

"Oooh," said Blake. "I like the sounds of that. And I have to go too. How 'bout you Justin?" The boy smiled and nodded.

"Oh God," groaned Meg. "This could get interesting, couldn't it?" And she was ready for ANYTHING by this point. ANYTHING. The videos were blowing her mind. Her pussy was tingling, her inhibitions were rapidly fading, and she felt half-crazed with lust. She leaned back in her chair, legs askew, fully aware of Blake and Justin's appreciative, leering eyes. She welcomed their stares, flaunting her body proudly to them. She drew a finger teasingly along her pink, swollen vagina, smearing her juices until her pussy was glistening and shiny.

She watched the next video clip through glazed eyes and spread her legs as wide as she could. She was dimly aware of Blake's strong hands lifting her tee shirt up and over her breasts. He brought his lips to an erect rubbery nipple, and Justin did the same to the other nipple. They suckled her sensitive breasts as she arched her back and masturbated.

Blake paused for a moment and whispered into her ear. "So Meg...do you REALLY have to pee?"

She nodded. Her bladder was aching and full, the sensation at once intermingling and contrasting with the horny fire in her pussy.

"C'mon...let's the three of us go to the bedroom."

Meg reluctantly removed her fingers from her pussy as Blake took her by the hand and coaxed her from the chair. Justin was still sucking fiercely on her nipple as she got unsteadily to her feet. She ran her hands through his hair tenderly, noticing the bulge in his shorts as she did so. Her entire body was tingling with excitement. Soon, she was going to have both of her lovers.

The three of them entered the dimly lit bedroom, and Meg watched with curiosity as Blake strode to his dresser, pulled a plastic-wrapped square out of a drawer, and tore open the package. It was a brand new shower curtain liner of all things. She started questioning him, but he pulled back the bedcovers, including the bottom sheet, laid the plastic liner on the mattress, and drew the sheet back over. She giggled with understanding. "It looks like you have something in mind," she observed.

Blake laughed. "Yup. Something wet."

The three of them quickly stripped off their remaining clothes, and then Blake motioned Meg to get on the bed. She lay down on her back, legs spread, and watched with anticipation as her lovers joined her. Both of them had strong erections, especially Justin. His cock was standing proudly stiff at an angle from his body.

Blake curled up next to her and nuzzled and sucked at her earlobe, and Justin brought his face to her breast. He soon was noisily suckling at an erect nipple while she ran her fingers through his brown hair, cooing and purring. She closed her eyes, soaking up the attention being paid to her sensitive body. She arched her back and moaned, feeding her nipple to her son.

Blake moved his attention to her neck, then licked and kissed his way past her breasts. He trailed his tongue slowly, teasingly down her flat tummy, and then got into position between her spread legs. Her musky feminine aroma filled his nostrils, and he lowered his mouth to her juicy cunt lips.

"Oh God yesss!" she hissed through clenched teeth. "LICK ME!"

Blake's tongue expertly lapped at Meg's succulent pussy lips, exploring every fold and crevice, letting her juices wash over his tongue. Meg thrashed and squirmed, her hips making a sinuous dance on the mattress. After a few minutes, he paused. It was time.

"Do it Meg! Pee while I lick you."

"Oh God, I don't know if I can," she gasped.

"Yes you can...pee on my face."

Meg's bladder WAS aching - she desperately needed to go. It was just so intimidating doing such a private, revealing thing in front of them. But in a way, it excited her. She closed her eyes and concentrated. She tried to cast aside for the moment the wonderful sensation of Blake's mouth probing her pussy, and focused on her full bladder. She grunted, and a small dribble of golden urine seeped from her urethra, soaking her cunt lips, dampening the sheet beneath her.

Blake watched, fascinated, as Meg strained to pee. Her face was a mask of concentration as her stomach muscles flexed and undulated and her pussy lips contracted and expanded. Finally, with a moan of relief, a steady stream of urine splashed onto her inner thigh, then onto the sheet between her legs. A fan-shaped wet spot spread outward. Blake eagerly moved closer, letting the hot spray of piss splash against his face. Then he lowered his mouth to her peeing pussy and began to flutter his tongue against her clit, letting the golden stream soak his chin and neck. Her sexy, pungent smell filled the air.

Meg moaned with a combination of pleasure and relief. "Oh...oh god...yes...uh...uh...UH...UH," she gasped as Blake eagerly lapped at her pee covered pussy. It felt so nasty and kinky - being stimulated while peeing like this. Who could have thought that this could be so erotic?

Justin was watching raptly, his attention momentarily diverted from his mother's tits. As Blake sucked Meg's pussy, he watched as the boy begin to idly fondle his hard cock, squeezing and rubbing the smooth shaft. But soon, it appeared, the boy decided he wanted more, for he knelt next to his mother's head and put his cock invitingly in front of her face. Meg eagerly took her son's smooth, hard prick in her mouth and sucked it lustily, smacking her lips noisily and wetly.

Justin shifted position so that he could more directly watch what Blake was doing. He got behind his mother, almost but not quite straddling her face, so that his tight, hairless balls were resting on her sweat-dampened forehead. All the while, she licked up and down the trembling, hard shaft.

"Mmm, that's SO hot," said Blake. "Lick it Meg! Lick your son's prick. Lick his balls!"

Meg shifted position, scooting back a bit so that she could reach Justin's balls with his tongue. Blake could see her extend her long, pink tongue and flutter it against the boy's hairless balls. Justin groaned loudly in response. Suddenly, perhaps remembering how good it had felt when Blake licked his asshole, the boy inched forward subtly. Now completely straddling his mother's face, he lowered himself onto her. Blake watched eagerly as Meg's face became completely enveloped by her boy's warm, sweaty groin. She was extending a long tongue in anticipation.

"Lick his asshole Meg...make him feel good," Blake whispered.

"Mmm," moaned Meg lustily. Her tongue slathered over her son's balls, and she sensed Justin shifting forward, bringing his asshole directly over her probing mouth. She hesitantly stuck her wet tongue out and touched the tip to his hot hole, reveling in the salty, musky taste. Justin's boyish moan rewarded her effort.

Blake, lying on the pee-soaked sheet, lapped at the warm juices seeping from Meg's succulent pussy, and watched as she continued to tongue her son's sweet little asshole. Justin's eyes were closed, and his mouth was slightly agape, as he soaked up the sensation of his mother's oral pleasuring. His cock was erect and bobbing in front of him. He was moaning in encouragement. "Oh yes Mom," he sighed. "Lick it just like that. I LOVE it!"

Meg purred with delight. Blake could hear the liquid slurping sounds of her wet tongue increase in volume and intensity. She was really getting into it! He was amazed at the change that seemed to have come over her these last few days. There seemed to be nothing that she wasn't willing to try. She had gone from being an innocent, sexually frustrated single mother to a kinky, hardcore slut, seemingly overnight.

He found the sight of Meg and Justin together irresistible, especially Justin's rapture as his mother tongued his balls and asshole. The boy's cock was turgid and hard, pointing up at a 45-degree angle. It was visibly quivering. Blake had to have it! He reluctantly removed his mouth from Meg's soaking wet pussy and crawled up her body. He lay between her spread legs, and suckled on each of her swollen nipples, but only briefly. He desperately wanted the boy's cock in his mouth. He reached forward, and took the quivering cockhead between his lips, tasting the salty precum. He massaged it with his tongue, as Justin moaned with arousal.

Blake's raging hardon was nestled against Meg's swollen, slippery cunt lips. He swirled his hips in a circle, rubbing his erection against her. She groaned with pleasure, her voice muffled as she licked Justin's tight balls.

Justin's steely cock was jerking inside Blake's mouth. The boy's breathing was harsh and ragged, and Blake knew that it wouldn't take much oral stimulation to make the boy cum. He licked the velvety tip of the boy's cock until it was shiny and wet with saliva. Justin gasped loudly.

"Do you like that Justin?"

"Oh yes!"

"Do you like your mom licking your ass and balls?"

"God yes!" gasped the boy.

"Then tell her so!"

"Oh...lick me Mom!"

Meg was delirious with lust. The sheer kinkiness of what was happening was almost unbearable. Justin squirmed on her face as she tongued his balls and tight bumhole. All the while, she could sense, if not quite see, Blake fellating her son's hard penis. All of her senses were stimulated: the musky, sweaty smell of Justin's crotch filled her nostrils. His soft, sweet moans rose and fell like music to her ears as she and Blake stimulated him. She could hear Blake's tongue and lips slurping wetly on his shaft. The sweaty, salty taste of Justin's asshole washed over her probing tongue.

Her pussy was on fire. Blake's strong, muscular body sprawled between her spread legs, and his cock rubbed back and forth across her swollen clit as he sucked off Justin. She wanted nothing more than for Blake to fuck her. But he wasn't cooperating, and her arms were trapped beneath Justin's spread legs, so she couldn't grab him and draw him into her. She settled for wrapping her long legs around Blake's ass, hoping beyond hope that this would prod him into mounting her and shoving his cock home.

Blake sucked Justin's shaft fiercely. The boy's prick was slippery and smooth between his lips, and he could taste the salty-sweet precum as it oozed onto his tongue. Justin began to fuck the older man's mouth lustily, and Blake redoubled his efforts, drawing the hard cock deep into his hungry mouth, nearly deep-throating him.

Suddenly, Justin emitted a sharp gasp, and Blake felt the boy's cock jerk spasmodically. He nearly gagged when a stream of Justin's semen shot against the back of his mouth, but he recovered, and swallowed the warm cum hungrily. Another spurt, but this time Blake held the semen on his tongue. He slid his lips back and forth along the boy's hard shaft, as Justin sighed and moaned with pleasure. Soon, Blake's mouth was filled with the slimy cum, but he didn't swallow it. He had other plans...

Meg moaned encouragement to her boy as he climaxed, delighting in the fact that she and Blake were able to make him feel so good, to get him off. Her son's hips rocked back and forth with his body's orgasmic convulsions, and his sweaty thighs squeezed her face. She darted her tongue against whatever she could reach as Justin yelled with pleasure - his asshole, balls, thighs. Soon, his urgent bucking ceased, and he gingerly lifted himself off her face and plopped down on the bed next to her.

Blake's smiling face came into her field of vision. She wrapped her arms around him as he brought his mouth to hers. Their lips touched and they kissed fiercely, open-mouthed, as Justin's semen poured from Blake's mouth into hers. "Mmmm," moaned Meg, after she swallowed the warm cum hungrily. "Delicious."

Blake nodded in agreement, then looked at Justin with a sly smile. "Yep. His cum is VERY tasty." Justin grinned and propped himself on his elbow next to them, watching intently as Meg and Blake kissed each other again. Their tongues danced together, exchanging the sticky remnants of the boy's cum. Meg clutched Blake's ass cheeks in her hands as he swirled his hips, massaging her hot cunt with his steely prick. His swollen cockhead slid teasingly up and down between her pussy lips until it was slick and shiny with her juices. He was agonizingly close to inserting it.

"Oh God Blake," groaned Meg. "I am sooo fucking horny, and you're teasing me."

"Who? Me?" Blake smiled evilly, and kept rubbing his cock slowly back and forth across her engorged clitoris. "What do you think Justin? Should I fuck your Mom?"

Justin nodded eagerly. "Yeah. Go ahead Blake!"

The man chuckled with amusement. He wanted to fuck Meg almost as much as she wanted it, but he was having too much fun. He grinned at Justin as his Mother moaned beneath him, clutching at him wildly, like an animal. Justin was once again idly fondling his cock, now semi-hard again after his recent cum.

"Hmmm," said Blake. "Looks like Justin might like his cock sucked again. Or maybe you'd like him to fuck you Meg?"

"Oh God yes! Either of you would do." She was moaning and breathless, frustrated with Blake's teasing stimulation.

A nasty thought came to Blake. "Or," he continued..."It was sooo sexy watching you pee just now. Maybe you'd like to watch Justin pee?"

"Mmmm," moaned Meg. "Maybe I would at that."

"Maybe...maybe you'd like him to pee on us while we FUCK." And as he said the word, he shifted his hips and wedged his swollen cockhead between her slippery pussy lips.

Meg humped against him in a futile attempt to mount his pleasure-giving cock. "Yesss," she moaned hoarsely. "Oh God, that sounds SO hot!"

Blake grinned. Meg's eyes were glazed with passion. Droplets of perspiration beaded on her forehead. Her face was flushed, and she was moaning in frustration. He flexed his asscheeks and pushed his cock against her. "What do you think Justin? Does that sound like something you'd like to do?"

The boy licked his lips and nodded eagerly. "Uh huh. I DO have to go."

Meg moaned lustily. Her pussy was on fire. She needed to be fucked so badly by her lover. And the thought of her son peeing on them while they did the evil deed...oh god, she couldn't stand it! She bucked her hips up off the bed, pushing desperately against Blake's powerful body. She wrapped her legs tightly around him, and her hands clutched at him feverishly. "Fuck me Blake!" she pleaded.

Blake knew that it was time. He stared intently into Meg's eyes, and pushed his swollen cock into her slippery pussy in one smooth, easy motion.

Meg screamed out with pleasure as his cock entered her. "OH GOD FUCK YES!" she cried. "YES! YES! FUCK ME!" She spread her legs wide and thrust against him, as he fucked her with long, forceful strokes. Her aching pussy pulsated around his delightful cock as he thrust in and out. She could hear Blake telling her son to get ready, to pee on them as they fucked.

Blake eagerly awaited Justin's warm piss. But as he fucked Meg, he realized it would be SO much more exciting if Meg were on top, and Justin peed directly on her. He carefully rolled over onto his back, pulling Meg with him, all the while keeping his cock buried deep in her liquid hot pussy. Meg's sweaty, heaving body was now sprawled on top of him, and Blake grabbed her firm ass cheeks in his strong hands. The two of them humped against one another vigorously, using each other's bodies to pleasure themselves.

Looking over Meg's shoulder, Blake caught Justin's eye and nodded. It was time. He watched as the boy got up and stood precariously over them, balancing as best he could on the rocking mattress. His cock was now erect in his fingers. Blake knew that it might be difficult for the boy to piss with a hard on, and he willed him to succeed.

Justin held his cock in his fingertips and strained to piss. Blake saw his stomach muscles flex and contract with the effort. The boy grunted, and a small dribble of golden urine seeped from the pisshole, onto Meg's tanned back. Blake heard her giggle, and then she whispered in breathless encouragement. "You can do it honey...pee on me."

The boy's face was a mask of concentration. He flexed his pelvis again, and this time, a powerful stream of pee spurted from his hard cock. It splashed onto his mother's back, then onto her undulating butt cheeks. It ran down the crack of her ass, bathing her pussy lips and Blake's thrusting cock. Blake could feel the warm liquid pouring over his balls, cascading into the crack of his ass. The sheet dampened beneath him.

Justin giggled as he directed a steady stream of piss back and forth over his mother's back and ass. All the while, Meg and Blake fucked each other lustily, their excitement heightened by the kinkiness of the golden shower. Both of them were now soaking wet. Blake could smell the musky sexy fragrance of the boy's piss, intermingled with the heady smell of Meg's soaking wet pussy and sweaty body.

Blake watched as Justin's urine slowed to a trickle, then stopped. Justin grinned broadly at him, then knelt on the bed. He stared intently at his mother's bucking ass, wet and shiny with pee and heaving and flexing as she fucked Blake lustily. His fingers massaged his erect cock.

"Mmm, Justin...looks like you're horny again," said Blake breathlessly.

Justin grinned. "Yup."

"Doesn't your Mom have an incredible ass?" He spread her ass cheeks open with his strong hands.

Justin nodded. "She sure does Blake."

"Why don't you touch it? And lick it? Hmm, maybe you could even FUCK it while I fuck her pussy. Would you like that Meg?"

Meg gasped. "God yes!" She glanced over her shoulder at Justin. "Make me feel good sweetie."

The boy maneuvered behind his mother. He knelt on his haunches for a moment, watching Blake's big cock plunging in and out of his Mother's soaking wet pussy. Her pink cunt lips were swollen and shiny. He watched with fascination as they clung to Blake's hard wet dick. Blake spread her asscheeks farther, and her puckered asshole gaped open enticingly. He moved closer, stuck out his tongue uncertainly, and touched it lightly to her asshole.

Meg groaned hoarsely and bucked her hips. "Mmmm, yes Justin," she whispered. "God, that feels good!"

Encouraged by his Mother's response, Justin licked around and around the tight hole. She squirmed and moaned, and he tongued her asshole with relish. It tasted salty with sweat and pee.

Meg buried her face in Blake's shoulder and moaned with delight, biting him lightly as Blake whispered in her ear. "Does it feel good Meg? Do you like it when your son licks your asshole while I fuck you?"

"Yesss," she hissed. "I LOVE it!"

"Maybe you'd like him to stick his cock in your ass so we can fuck you together?"

"Oh fuck yes!"

"Then tell him!"

Meg moaned softly. She wanted it...NEEDED it. "Fuck me in the ass Justin," she pleaded. "Stick your cock in my asshole!"

The delightful soft wetness of Justin's tongue fluttering against her asshole abruptly stopped, and Meg sensed him shifting position on the bed behind her. Blake stopped thrusting his cock into her pussy and spread her asscheeks wide to make it easier for Justin to find his target. Meg waited breathlessly for her son to enter her. The anticipation of both of her lovers fucking her at once was almost unbearable.

She felt Justin's cock probing against her asshole. She worried momentarily about the lack of lubrication, but soon realized that she was so lubricated with Justin's saliva that it wouldn't be a problem. Plus, she had been fucked back there by Blake, and Justin's cock was quite a bit smaller.

The cockhead was now wedged against her, applying slow and steady pressure. She felt Justin push, and she gasped loudly as he slid easily past her sphincter. He paused for a moment, and then she felt his prick filling her ass as he slowly slid it in. "Oh God yes," she moaned softly. "That's it sweetie. Fuck my ass!" Blake and Justin began fucking her in unison - Blake's cock filling her juicy pussy, and her son's smaller cock wedged into her rectum. Both her holes were satisfyingly full, and she was afraid that the sensation would literally drive her mad. She bucked against them violently, and with each thrust of her hips, she rubbed her swollen clit against the base of Blake's cock, stimulating herself, bringing her hair-trigger cunt closer and closer to orgasm.

She clutched at the sheets as she humped her sweaty body against her lovers. "Oh yes...oh yes...oh yes," she moaned over and over, announcing her passion to them. "Oh...oh...OH GOD...Fuck me...fuck me...FUCK ME!" she cried. And suddenly she screamed out with pleasure, as her climax began to wash over her. Wave after wave of pleasure spread over her whole body, from her aching clit to the tip of her toes. "Oh God...uh...uh...uh...OH YES...FUCK YES!" she cried. And neither of her lovers could hold back their own orgasms. The walls of her juicy pussy pulsated and gripped Blake's cock. Her asshole clenched tightly around Justin's thrusting prick. And they came in unison, shooting their pearly cum deep into Meg's holes.

Meg screamed in ecstasy. "OH GOD FUCK ME!" She writhed violently on top of Blake. Her orgasm seemed to go on and on. Her entire body convulsed and spasmed again and again, and all the while she cried out with pleasure. Her lovers stayed with her as best they could, meeting her wild thrusts, driving their cocks in and out, as streamer after streamer of cum erupted deep inside Meg.

Gradually, their orgasms subsided. Meg, breathless with her exertion, collapsed in a sweaty heap on Blake's body, and Justin fell forward on top of her, his softening cock still embedded in her asshole. The three of them panted, exhausted after their lovemaking. They laid there together for a long time, content and silent in the afterglow of their orgasms.

"Oh my goodness," sighed Meg finally. "I don't think I've ever come so hard."

Blake smiled. "Me either. Nothing like being fucked by two men at once hey?"

Meg chuckled. "I guess not. But I think it was Justin peeing on me that did it. God, that was so hot!"

Justin giggled. "Yeah, I liked doing it too."

"You know what though..." began Blake. "I have to pee really bad too. I'm the only one of us who hasn't gone yet."

Meg smiled. "You're not allowed to leave yet. I want to keep your cock inside me."

Blake grinned slyly. "Who said anything about leaving? I could just pee right now."

Meg lifted her face in surprise. "You mean, INSIDE me?"

"Sure, why not? What do you think, Justin?"

"Yeah, that would be cool!"

"Hmm," began Meg uncertainly. "Well, I guess you could...it would feel...interesting."

"Heehee, yes it would. Hang on."

Blake had to piss like a racehorse. He concentrated for only a few moments, and then without warning his warm pee bubbled up inside Meg's pussy, coating the inner walls of her vagina. Soon a hard stream sprayed inside her.

"Oh God," Meg groaned. "That feels wild!"

Her cunt was filled with the warm piss. It escaped around Blake's semi-hard cock, and poured over his balls onto the bed sheet below them. Meg moaned lightly - the sensation was strange, but very, very pleasurable. She felt it warm her from the inside out.

After a minute or so, Blake's urine stream finally subsided. The three of them were soaking wet, covered in the musky-sweet juices of their lovemaking - piss, sweat and cum. They lay there together for a long time, snuggling against one another and caressing each other's bodies. Meg didn't want it to ever end.

A recording: "The number you are dialing is not in service." Katie slammed the telephone down in frustration. For the third time, she punched the telephone number that Meg had given to her, and she got the same result.

FUCK! She couldn't believe it. Either Meg had mistakenly given her the wrong number for her cell phone, or she done it on purpose. No, she thought. Meg wouldn't do that to her. And she was right. In fact, Meg HAD made a mistake, and given her the wrong number. The week before, after their eventful get together, Meg had transposed two of the digits.

Katie sat at the dining room table in stunned disbelief. Here it was Saturday morning, and Meg expected her that afternoon at Golden Lake. It was nearly a two-hour drive, she had promised Meg she'd call first, and the lousy phone number was wrong.

She sighed with frustration and disappointment. She had such an amazing experience with Meg - she had thought about little else all week, and she was looking forward to seeing her again. She had made arrangements to borrow her Mom's car (concocting a story that she was going to stay at her friend Jessica's house), packed a small overnight bag, and now it looked like she wouldn't be able to go. FUCK!

On the other hand, she DID still have the little slip of paper that Meg had given her - the hastily drawn map showing how to get to her summer cabin. Maybe she should chance it and go anyway. But what if Meg had a change of heart? What if something else had come up? It seemed to Katie that she would be taking a gamble by just showing up. Heck, Meg might not even WANT her to come anymore.

She drummed her fingers on the table, eyeing her travel bag forlornly, and thought through the problem. 'Oh what the hell,' she thought to herself. 'I'll risk it.' And she grabbed the car keys and her overnight bag and marched outside to the car.

*****

The day was hot, and a brisk wind was blowing off the lake, sending large rolling waves crashing onto the beach. Meg lay back, supporting herself on her elbows, and let the warming rays of the sun wash over her bronzed body. The warmth of the sand emanated through the beach towel beneath her. Rain was threatening - indeed, large, ominous thunderheads were building on the horizon, but for the time being at least, the sun was blazing down upon her. Blake was reclining in a similar position to her right, and Justin was playing in the waves at the water's edge.

Meg took a large swig of water from her bottle. She eyed the cell phone on the towel next to her and sighed. Katie wasn't going to call - that seemed obvious at this point. She couldn't understand it. The two of them had gotten on so well, and the girl seemed genuinely excited about getting together again. But something must have come up.

"I guess she isn't going to come," she said quietly. There was a tinge of sadness in her normally cheerful demeanor.

Blake looked at her sympathetically. "Looks that way," he agreed. "I'm sorry Meg. I know you were looking forward to it." Blake felt sorry in more ways than one. He wasn't sure exactly what was going to happen this weekend if the girl DID arrive, but he sure had been hoping that he would be included. He looked out toward the lake and watched Justin splashing in the waves. "Did you ever tell Justin about Katie?" he asked.

Meg shook her head. "No. I couldn't figure out what to tell him. I was just going to play it by ear when she showed." She sighed forlornly. "Looks like it doesn't matter anyway."

Blake patted her arm tenderly. "Maybe she'll still call Meg. In the meantime, let's just enjoy the day. Okay?"

Meg shrugged. "I will." She saw Blake looking at her with a look of concern on his face, and smiled. "I'll be okay. Really. And yes, I AM enjoying the day, especially with you here."

Blake grinned. "Good." He watched as Meg fidgeted with a strap on her swimsuit. "I like your new suit by the way."

She smiled broadly. "Thanks. Compliments of my visit to Katie."

He winked at her playfully. "She has good taste. On the other hand, don't you think you'd be a little more comfy if you took it off? And besides - no sense getting tanlines."

Meg giggled. "Hmmm...". She glanced around her, thankful for the secluded nature of the cottage. She looked out across the cove, at the cabins on the far shore, safely distant, and then shifted her gaze out into the open water of the main part of the lake, where a few boats were putt-putting slowly in the distance. Justin was throwing stones into the waves as they crashed onto the beach.

A sly smile played across Blake's ruggedly handsome face. He walked his fingers up her arm. "What do you think Justin?" he called out. "Should your mom take her suit off?" Meg tutted and slapped his hand playfully.

The boy walked toward them, playfully kicking at the sand, and sat on a towel next to his mother. "Heck yeah!" he exclaimed.

Meg laughed. "I guess we have a consensus." She reached her long, tanned arms behind her, untied the straps of the suit, and let the top fall free of her breasts. She immediately felt the breeze play across her sensitive nipples, and they stiffened in the open air. Justin was looking at them with his mouth hanging open as she flaunted her breasts proudly in front of them. She winked at Blake, and then pushed the thong bottom down her legs. She sat cross-legged and naked in front of them. Meg sensed a sexual charge in the air. Her own anticipation was powerful. The three of them were going to have sex together, and the mere thought of it filled Meg with desire. Blake was staring at her, a half-smile playing across his ruggedly handsome face. It was as if he was reading her thoughts.

"What are you smiling about?" she asked playfully.

"Oh nothing," he replied in mock innocence.

She looked at him with playful suspicion, and lay back on her beach towel. There would be time for sex later. The thunderclouds had passed by, and the sun was bright and warm, bathing her naked body in luxuriant heat. She sighed contentedly, and stretched her arms back over her head, letting the warm lake breeze wash over her nude body.

Blake and Justin reclined on either side of her, admiring her long, lithe form. Blake couldn't get over how sexy her body was. A few years before, she had been pretty, but pudgy. Now, her toned muscles rippled beneath her dark skin. Her breasts were almost perfect to his eyes; two rounded globes, at once soft and firm, jiggling with every movement she made. Her stomach was flat, her pussy hair dark and trimmed, and her legs long and sensuous.

He glanced out toward the lake, noting that it was virtually empty of boats, and the few that were out there were well outside the cove, far from shore. The three of them were alone, with no prying eyes to interrupt them. Not that Blake would've minded if it were just he and Meg. But it wouldn't do at all for the wrong person to see them having sex with Justin. For he knew the three of them would have sex again, and hopefully soon, right here on the beach.

He shifted his gaze toward Justin. The boy's eyes were running up and down his mother's naked body. Then his eyes met Blake's, and the older man winked at him. Time to get the action started. Blake placed a big, strong hand on Meg's leg and began to caress it slowly and sensuously. Justin immediately began to stroke his mom's tummy, then ran his hand along the side of one of her lolling breasts. Meg purred encouragement to her two lovers, submitting to the delightful sensations of their hands on her willing body.

*****

Katie pulled her mother's Buick into the gravel driveway, hoping beyond hope that she had found the right place. The map more or less got her here, but it wasn't easy. She had taken two wrong turns, and finally had to stop and ask for directions. She rolled to a stop behind another car (Meg's car, she hoped), turned off the ignition, and sat for a few minutes, butterflies churning in her stomach. Finally, she screwed up her courage, checked herself over in the rear-view mirror, and clambered out of the car. She walked uncertainly onto the front porch of the cottage. With a nervous sigh, she knocked timidly on the door.

There was no answer, and she rapped harder. Still no answer, and she swore softly under her breath. She circled the cottage warily, but the place seemed deserted. DAMN! She hadn't called, and Meg probably had made other plans. She moaned forlornly, and decided it just wasn't meant to be. She began walking dejectedly back to the car, when suddenly she heard the sound of laughter, or maybe a boy giggling, from the rear of the cabin, maybe down by the beach. 'Aha!' she thought to herself. Meg must be down at the lake.

Her spirits soaring, she walked quickly to the edge of the small yard, and peeked over the embankment down toward the shoreline. At first, she saw nothing, but she stepped a few paces to her right and peered through the shrubbery again. A stiff breeze off the lake blew her blond hair, and she saw whitecaps out on the water. She scanned the beach...there! She saw someone reclining on the sand. No, two people, lying side by side. She shielded her eyes from the sun and looked again. Actually, there were three people. She gasped. What were they doing?

Katie's heart raced as she squinted toward the beach. It looked like Meg, lying on her back...yes, it was definitely Meg! And totally naked! And there were two guys lying next to her, one large and muscular, and the other very short. Oh my God! The short one was sucking her tits, right there on the beach! The other guy was...wait a minute! He was getting between her spread legs. He was leaning down. He was licking her pussy!

Katie's mind reeled. This was unbelievable! Oddly, she found she had a tinge of jealousy, but she quickly dismissed that. It also occurred to her that she was perhaps intruding on a very personal moment. Should she leave quietly? Or should she keep watching, to see what happened? As her interest grew, that was the course of action she chose. But she better stay hidden - the trio was less than fifty feet away, and she didn't want to get caught. Maybe Meg (and her lovers) wouldn't appreciate the fact that someone was spying on them. Katie ducked behind a mass of foliage to hide herself, feeling fortunate that she had elected to wear drab clothing. She was wearing a pair of khaki shorts and a dark blue tank top.

She wondered who the men were. Meg had mentioned something about a neighbor. Blake was his name, if Katie remembered correctly. The way Meg had talked about him, Katie had the impression that she was smitten with him. According to Meg, he was handsome, nice, and great in bed. Maybe this Blake guy was one of her partners down there on the beach. Maybe that was Blake between Meg's legs. Whoever it was, he was an awfully good-looking guy, even if he was a bit older. Tall and muscular, deeply tanned, strong looking arms...and he clearly had an oral talent. Meg's tanned legs were spread wide apart, and she was clutching the guy's hair, pulling his face against her. The wind was dying down, And Katie could now hear, every once in awhile, Meg's soft moans of pleasure.

Katie also remembered that Meg was staying at the cabin with her son - Justin, his name was. Odd that Meg was being so bold that she was having sex out in the open. Apparently, Justin was gone somewhere, leaving Meg alone with her two lovers.

Blake (Katie decided it MUST be Blake between Meg's legs) pushed his swim trunks over his hips as he ate Meg out. Katie watched as his erection sprang free, plainly visible even from this distance. He began to fondle himself, clearly aroused by what he was doing. And he wasn't the only one who was getting excited. Katie's pussy was developing a most pleasant tingle inside her shorts. Without even being aware of it, her fingers started to rub her crotch.

But who was the other guy, the one sucking on Meg's tits? A neighbor? A friend? Whoever he was, he was a little dude, especially compared to Blake. In fact, he seemed quite a bit shorter and thinner than even Meg. Katie briefly thought that maybe he was a shorthaired, flat-chested girl. But no - he too tugged his swim trunks off, and a hardon appeared. Heck, even his cock was kind of small, but it sure was erect!

Katie's fingers dipped beneath the waistband of her shorts. God, this was exciting! She'd never seen people having sex before, and the sight was so fucking erotic! Plus, her own sexual experiences were limited. She'd been fucked by a boy only once in her short life, had sex with a couple of girls (especially with her friend Jessica), but still...her sexual self was only in the mere waking stage.

Whoa, some activity down there...Katie watched as the little dude shifted position. He released Meg's tits from his mouth, and got on his knees, straddling Meg's face. She heard the woman moan with pleasure, saying something to him. Meg took his cock in her mouth, and the guy said something that Katie couldn't quite make out. He was facing her, and Katie drew herself behind the bush to make sure she was still hidden. Goodness, the guy was little! Katie's eyes drifted over his tanned body - thin arms, small chest...wow, a hairless cock! She did a double take, and suddenly she realized with a shock that this was no man at all - he was a boy! And a young boy at that, maybe a few years younger than herself - probably not even in high school yet.

Katie gasped audibly. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. But that was nothing compared to what came next. As the boy fed his erection deep inside Meg's mouth, Katie could very distinctly hear him moaning with pleasure - "Oh Mom, suck me, I LOVE that."

Katie thought her mind would explode. Was that...was that boy...Justin? Meg's SON? And she heard him again: "Suck me Mom." Katie's heart pounded in her chest, and her eyes opened wide with shock. Meg was having sex with her own son! She couldn't believe what she was seeing. Meg had seemed so...well, so INNOCENT. Yet here she was, sucking her boy's cock like a slutty whore.

This was far beyond anything in Katie's experience. Incest, right before her very eyes! It was...it was...repulsive? At least, it was supposed to be that way. Yet Katie didn't find the act to be repulsive at all. Instead, she found herself becoming very, very aroused as she watched the forbidden act.

How long had Meg and her son been having sex? And how long had Blake been part of it? Katie didn't know, but she didn't really care. The sight and sound of Meg and Justin getting it on like this was so fucking erotic, Katie could barely stand it. Her fingers were now probing between her increasingly wet pussy lips, frigging herself as she watched the obscene sight unfolding before her eyes.

She could see Justin's little man-boy cock sliding between Meg's lips. It was wet and shiny and red, powerfully erect. His eyes were closed and his mouth was agape, clearly enjoying the feel of his mother's mouth on his prick. Blake was still eating Meg out, partially obscured behind Justin. Katie pushed her shorts and panties down her slim legs, drawing the fingers of both hands through her swollen cunt lips. She felt more aroused, more excited than she had ever felt in her entire life.

Blake fluttered his tongue rapidly up and down Meg's cunt lips. Damn, he loved licking her pussy! For one thing, when Meg was wet, she was REALLY wet. Her copious juices seeped from between her pussy lips, and Blake lapped up the musky liquid eagerly. He spread her labia open with his fingers, and her cunthole gaped open. It was full of pungent juices, and a little rivulet ran down into the crack of her butt, bathing her asshole. He licked her bumhole clean, then ran his tongue up her swollen lips again, to her clitoris. He peppered the swollen nubbin with quick flicks of his tongue, and Meg moaned loudly with pleasure.

"Oh God yes!" She groaned. "Suck me!"

Blake inserted first one, then two fingers into her warm, wet pussy and continued to stimulate her clit. His long tongue was a blur as he fluttered it up and down, up and down, all the while fingerfucking her tight pussy. He felt Meg's powerful thighs squeezing the side of his face, and her hips bucked up and down as she humped her sopping wet cunt against his mouth.

"Oh yes...oh yes...OH YES!" cried Meg. She forgot about Justin's cock for the moment, completely caught up in seeking her own pleasure. "Oh...OH...OH...FUCK YES! SUCK ME!" Her body tensed, and then she convulsed again and again, as her orgasm swept through her body. Her toes curled, and she clutched Blake's head in her hands, pulling him against her throbbing clit. She screamed her pleasure again and again.

As Meg's orgasm subsided, Blake released her hard clit from between his lips, and crawled up next to her. She had taken Justin's cock in her mouth again, and he kissed her on the cheek, then on the lips, flicking his tongue briefly against Justin's hard prick as he did so. Suddenly, he felt thirsty. "I'll be right back," he announced. "I'm going up to the cabin to refill my water bottle."

*****

Katie was leaning against the tree, shorts and panties twisted around her ankles. Her eyes were closed as she frantically rubbed her clit with her finger, bringing herself closer and closer to orgasm. Meg's heaving and moaning climax had excited her to no end - that Blake must be good! If only he could do that to her! But Katie knew that was impossible - there was no way she could intrude on the three of them. Meg might totally freak out if she knew that Katie had seen her having sex with her own son. No, Katie would have to settle for getting herself off by her own hand, and then leave quietly. Maybe she could make arrangements with Meg to see her another time.

Droplets of perspiration beaded on her brow as she rapidly frigged herself. She was getting closer and closer. She spread her legs and propped herself against the tree, raking her fingers along her swollen, slippery cuntlips. She opened her eyes - better check to make sure that the three of them were still down there on the beach. And into her field of vision came...Blake.

Her throat constricted, and her eyes widened with shock. She instinctively pulled her hands from her groin, and turned around, shielding herself from him. She quickly bent down and pulled her panties and shorts up her legs, covering herself. Her heart pounded in her chest. She couldn't believe that she had allowed herself to be caught - caught spying, caught in this revealing position, caught doing secret things to herself by a man she didn't even know. She was embarrassed, ashamed, and a little afraid. She trusted Meg; at least she thought she did. But could she trust this Blake guy? What might he do to her? Would he be mad at her for spying on them?

She took a deep, nervous breath and turned around slowly. Blake was standing about 10 feet from her, naked as a jaybird. His cock was standing at attention as he stared at her. Their eyes met, and suddenly, Katie seemed relieved. He seemed just as shocked as she was - he certainly didn't seem very threatening. His eyes twinkled a bit, and he smiled at her - a nice, friendly smile. It calmed her a bit, but her heart was still pounding, and she knew that she was blushing. God, she wanted to find a hole and crawl into it!

Blake's smile broadened. "Hi there," he said softly.

"Er, hello," Katie stammered.

"Are you Katie by any chance?"

Katie nodded, surprised. "How do you know?"

"Meg's told me about you. She expected you today, but didn't think you'd come." He paused. "She'll be glad to know you're here," he added.

Katie nodded dumbly, unsure what to say next. So Blake continued. "Were you...watching us?" he asked. He was still smiling that friendly smile. He took a couple of steps toward her.

The girl glanced down at Blake's muscular body. His cock wasn't quite as hard as it was at first, but on the other hand, it hadn't subsided very much. She looked back at him and nodded. "Yes," she admitted. Sorry."

Blake chuckled. "Don't be sorry. It's exciting to think you were watching us. Did you like what you saw?" He took another step toward her. He was now standing directly in front of her. Katie's heart was racing.

"Yes," she replied nervously. "I...I did."

"My name is Blake by the way." He extended a hand, and Katie took it. It was warm, powerful, and it almost completely enclosed hers. She began to pull her hand away, but he didn't release it. Instead, he held it, gently massaging the side of her wrist with his thumb.

"Pleased to meet you Blake. Meg...mentioned you to me."

He cocked an eyebrow. "Oh? What did she mention?"

She smiled. "Nice things."

Blake chuckled. "Well she mentioned nice things about you too. VERY nice things. His hand released hers, and began to caress her forearm. She was aware of his nakedness, of his hard cock only inches away. He loomed over her, but she was no longer scared, just mortally embarrassed. It was obvious that Blake knew that she and Meg had sex together. She felt her face flush.

"So," Blake continued. "What did you like most when you watched us just now?"

Katie shrugged. "I...I liked watching you eat her out." She couldn't believe that she was saying these things to this stranger!

"Mmm, good. I love to suck Meg's pussy." He smiled broadly. "Do YOU like to eat her pussy?"

Katie gulped. "Yes," she said, almost in a whisper.

"What else did you like about watching us?"

She licked her lips nervously. "I...I liked watching her suck off Justin."

"DID you now?" He winked at her. "Do you know who Justin is?"

Katie exhaled with a whoosh. She knew her face must be beet red by now. Her throat felt narrow and constricted with nervousness. "Yes. He...he's her boy."

Blake tried to hide the thrill that coursed through him. It was amazing! This girl had masturbated as she watched the three of them, and she knew that it was an incestuous relationship. Yet, she didn't seem put off by it. The very fact that she frigged herself as she looked on MUST have meant that Meg and Justin's lovemaking excited her. He wondered how far this could go. He cleared his throat, hoping his voice wouldn't be shaking with excitement. "What do you think of that Katie?"

The girl took a deep, nervous breath. In a way, this all felt wrong to her, but there was no denying how aroused she had been watching them, and how excited she was now talking to Blake. He was standing so close to her that they were almost touching. In fact, she felt something brush along her waist. It must have been his hard cock, but she didn't dare look. His strong hands were massaging her arms, at once calming and exciting her with his touch. "I think...I think it's exciting." There, she had said it! 'Oh God Oh God Oh God,' she intoned silently to herself.

Blake pushed forward, and his cock rubbed against Katie. This was beyond his wildest dreams! He looked deeply into the girl's eyes. "Meg and Justin have a special relationship," he whispered softly. "We ALL do."

Katie nodded in understanding. The man pressed against her. She felt his erection resting against her stomach. She involuntarily thrust her hips forward. She was terribly excited by what was happening to her.

"Katie, why don't you join us down on the beach? Meg will be happy to see you."

She gulped nervously. "Are...are you sure?"

"She'll be surprised at first I think, but it will be okay. Trust me."

The girl nodded, her mind in a fog.

"Good," said Blake with a smile.

She allowed him to take her by the hand, and she floated along behind him, his naked, muscular butt flexing sexily, as they walked down the short flight of stairs to the beach. She sensed that she was about to have the sexual experience of her life.

Meg and Justin had shifted positions. Justin was lying sprawled on his back on the big blue and white striped beach towel, his thin legs spread wide. Meg was crouched between them, pumping her hand up and down her son's hard, shiny prick as she lathered the swollen cockhead with her tongue. They both had their eyes closed, and Meg was murmuring contentedly under her breath, clearly enjoying the pleasure that she was giving to the boy.

Blake and Katie came to a halt, and he released her from his grasp. He looked back at her, held a finger to his lips, motioning for her to stay silent, and knelt down on the sand next to Meg. Katie stood there, nervous and self-conscious. Blake was whispering something into Meg's ear.

Suddenly, Meg pulled back abruptly, her eyes wide. She looked up wildly, and saw Katie standing there. She clasped her hands over her mouth. At the same time, Justin opened his eyes, confused, and he too saw the girl standing over them. He sat up, covering his groin with his hands in a futile attempt to hide his erection.

"Katie!" Meg exclaimed. She looked back and forth from Blake to Katie, and then at Justin, and groaned forlornly. "Blake...This isn't good. Why did you bring her here? NO ONE is supposed to know about us. About...about Justin and me." Katie felt so sorry for her - Meg seemed angry and confused and frightened and embarrassed all at the same time. She was practically on the verge of tears. Katie realized clearly how secret Meg wanted her relationship with her son to be. For a moment, she felt like an intruder. She nearly ran away, but fought the urge. Instead, she knelt on the warm sand next to Meg and placed her hand gently on her arm.

"It's okay Meg," she whispered soothingly. "I...I saw the three of you. I know what you were doing." She caressed Meg's shoulders. "It's okay, really it is. I understand."

Blake smiled. "See Meg? I told you. It's okay."

Meg shuddered with emotion, and she exhaled loudly, keeping her eyes averted from Katie. She seemed lost and uncertain. But Katie kept softly stroking her shoulders, massaging Meg's naked back. "I understand," she repeated. "It's fine...I think it's...sexy and...and beautiful."

Meg found the courage to look at the girl, kneeling there next to her. She visibly relaxed a bit. "You do?" she asked softly.

Katie nodded. "Yes I do. It's okay Meg, really it is."

Meg sighed loudly. She looked intently at Katie, sweet Katie. She WAS glad to see her, she just didn't expect it would be under these circumstances, that the girl would find out her most intimate, forbidden secrets. But she seemed accepting of it! Katie was smiling at her, and Meg took the girl in her arms and hugged her tightly.

"I'm glad to see you Meg," whispered Katie.

"Oh me too," replied Meg. The two embraced and caressed each other. Katie ran her hands up and down the smooth, bare skin of Meg's shoulders, down her spine to her lower back. She felt the older woman shiver in response. And then their lips touched, and they kissed, a soft peck at first, then a deeper, juicier kiss, their tongues dancing in and out of the other's mouths.

They broke the embrace, breathless and panting. Meg squeezed the girl hard, then chuckled. "I'm being rude. I haven't even introduced you to Justin yet." She released Katie from her embrace and motioned to her son. "Justin, I'd like you to meet Katie. She's a...friend of mine. Katie, this is Justin."

Katie smiled. "Nice to meet you Justin." For the first time, she got a close look at the boy. He seemed to be a few years younger than she was, but it was obvious he was growing up to be a handsome boy. There was the faintest resemblance to Meg. The same brown hair, dark complexion, similar facial features. He was looking at her shyly, his arms still clutched protectively over his groin. But it was obvious that he still had a powerful erection - he had probably been close to coming when she and Blake interrupted them. And, Katie surmised, watching his mother kiss her probably hadn't helped the situation. She glanced over at Blake, kneeling on the other side of Meg from her. He was grinning broadly, looking from Katie to Meg and back again.

"There," he laughed. "The introductions are out of the way." Katie and Meg laughed with him. The ice had been broken. Even Justin smiled shyly, still uncertain what it meant to have this girl here with them. Katie felt sorry for him, having the oral attention of his mother broken up so suddenly. But why shouldn't the two of them continue?

She smiled down at the boy. "I'm sorry I butted in on you like that Justin. It sure looked like it felt good." She looked at Meg pointedly. "Maybe you'd like your Mom to pick up where she left off?"

Meg smiled, and blurted out: "Only if you join me Katie." My goodness! She couldn't believe she was offering up her boy to Katie, but it felt so right to do so. She wanted them both, with an aching longing in her loins. And she wanted Blake too.

"I'd love to," Katie replied. "If Justin will let me." She and the boy looked at each other, and he smiled at her. His shyness was slowly evaporating. He hunched down onto the towel, and laid on his back again, in clear invitation to them. His pretty cock was sticking straight up in the air.

Impetuously, Katie began to remove her clothes. Everyone was naked except her, and she wanted to get right down to business. She glanced casually out toward the lake, and at the surrounding shore. The place was secluded. The tingle in her pussy was raging, and the thought of she and Meg getting it on with this horny boy was unbearably erotic. Blake, Meg and Justin watched her as she pulled her tank top over her head, exposing her naked breasts to their leering gaze. She then pushed her shorts and panties off, and tossed them on the sand next to her. Her heart was pounding and adrenalin was coursing through her body as she knelt there in front of them in her nakedness, but she wasn't inhibited - only very, very horny.

With an unspoken glance at Katie, Meg got on her hands and knees and lowered her face until she was at eye level with Justin's hard, throbbing cock. Katie watched as Meg took her boy's cock in her nimble fingers, stuck out her tongue, and lapped at the underside of the stiff shaft from his hairless balls all the way up to the peehole. And a burning hunger came over Katie - she too wanted to taste the boy's cock, to share it with Meg, to make him cum. She got between the boy's spread legs, lowered her face to him, and took the swollen cockhead between her lips as Meg licked the shaft.

"Oh yesss," groaned Justin loudly. "Mmmm, that's nice."

Meg and Katie ran their pink tongues up and down the boy's prick. Meg took the base of his cock in her fingers and jacked him off gently as the two of them orally pleasured him. Their saliva intermingled, and they occasionally paused to kiss each other wetly, probing each other's mouths with warm, wet tongues. And through it all, Justin lay back in ecstasy.

Blake sat back on his haunches, momentarily forgotten. But not for long. As Meg sucked off Justin, her ass was pointing directly at him, her dark asshole winking at him obscenely. Lower, he could see her distended, pink pussy lips, swollen and shiny with her juices. She had cum for him a bit earlier, but he knew that she would be ready for him again. He tongued her asshole and pussy briefly, but his horniness was unbearable, his cock aching and throbbing. He wanted to fuck her so bad, to shoot his hot cum in her once again.

He knelt behind her, grabbed her shapely asscheeks in his powerful hands, and wedged his throbbing cockhead between her swollen pussy lips. Meg moaned, and wiggled her hips in invitation, humping her cunt against Blake's trembling cock. Blake closed his eyes and pushed, soaking up the wonderful sensation of his quivering cock entering her tight, clinging pussy inch by glorious inch. Meg pushed back hard against him, and soon his prick was embedded in her pussy as far as it would go. Blake gasped and began thrusting in and out of Meg's cunt as she bucked fiercely against him.

"Oh God fuck me Blake!" cried Meg, her voice muffled around Justin's shiny cock. She was sucking the prick fiercely with hollow cheeks, as Katie coated his hairless balls with saliva. Justin bucked his slim hips up and down, fucking her mouth, and Meg knew he would soon cum for her. She squeezed his shaft between her lips and slid them up and down, again and again.

"Oh Mom...Oh Katie," he cried out. "Suck me!"

And Meg felt the first squirt of hot semen hit the roof of her mouth. She released his cock from her mouth, and pumped his shaft with her hand. His sperm erupted like a geyser, and soon both she and Katie were catching the streamers of cum in their mouths. Some of it oozed down his cock shaft, and Katie slurped it up noisily.

Justin's orgasm subsided, and the woman and the girl licked him clean, pausing now and again to exchange his cum from one tongue to another, kissing each other juicily. They squeezed and milked the last drops of sperm from the pisshole. And all the while, Meg moaned and bucked against Blake, who was fucking her savagely from behind.

The sight of the two of them slurping up Justin's cum was too much for Blake, and with a loud groan, he plunged his cock as deep as he could into the wet recesses of Meg's cunt and ejaculated. His cock trembled and convulsed inside her, and then he thrust in and out of her as fast as he could, all the while gasping loudly, shooting his sperm deep inside his lover. Spasm after spasm gripped his body, until he was spent and exhausted with the exertion. He collapsed on Meg's back, sweating and heaving. Gradually, his cock softened inside her, and he removed it with a pop and fell onto the towel, still trying to catch his breath.

Meg, too, fell on the big towel and rolled onto her back between Justin and Blake. She spread her legs and let the warmth of the sun wash over her. She felt Blake's cum dripping out of her, flowing over her pussy lips and collecting in a pool beneath her ass. She smiled and purred contentedly. Looking up, she saw Katie kneel next to her, her eyes glued on her pussy. Her tongue was flicking absently over her red, pouty lips.

Meg laughed. "Do you like what you see Katie?"

"God yes," groaned the girl. "It looks like Blake came buckets inside you! It's running out of your pussy."

"Well, don't let it go to waste sweetie!"

Katie smiled and clambered between Meg's splayed legs. She lowered her face, stuck out a long pink tongue, and began to lap at Meg's swollen pussy lips, slurping noisily, sucking at them. She drank from her vagina like a straw, collecting the final remnants of Blake's cum as it leaked out.

"Oh God Katie, that feels nice," murmured Meg.

"Tastes good too!" came Katie's muffled voice. "Sweet and salty at the same time." The girl continued to tongue and lick Meg's pink, shiny cunt lips, lapping up and down like a dog, delighting in the sensual taste, the wonderfully powerful and musky aroma. Her face was wet and shiny with love juices, and she hummed contentedly as she serviced the older woman.

"Oh fuck!" exclaimed Meg. "That feels wonderful."

Meg watched the girl as she licked her pussy with her talented tongue. She noticed that she was reaching back underneath herself, rubbing her own pussy, and she realized that the girl was probably the only one of them that hadn't yet cum that day.

"Ooh sweetie," she purred sympathetically. "No need to play with yourself. Swing your butt over here and we can do each other."

Katie needed no further encouragement. Without missing a stroke of her tongue, she maneuvered herself into a 69 position and lowered her trembling, throbbing pussy onto Meg's face. She immediately felt a delightfully smooth, nimble tongue probing her horny pussy.

"Mmm," she moaned. "Just like that Meg. Suck me!"

Blake's cock was coming back to life as he reclined next to the two women and watched them suck each other off. And so too, he observed, was Justin's. The boy was now kneeling next to them, watching intently as they ate each other out, feasting his eyes on their bodies, especially Katie's. 'And how could he help it?' thought Blake to himself with a smile. Meg and Katie both had great figures, despite the striking differences between them. Katie's form was slim and almost girlish. Her breasts were much smaller than Meg's, but the nipples were no less firm and erect. Her hips were quite slim. And her ass! Blake didn't think that he had ever seen a more beautiful butt in his life. It stuck out just right, slim yet rounded, very firm. The pretty butt cheeks were slightly paler than the rest of her body. It flexed and bucked in an amazing sexual dance, suspended as it was over Meg's probing mouth.

She and Meg were moaning in lusty unison as they tongued each other cunts. Katie, especially, was obviously enjoying herself. Her body flexed and quivered sensuously on top of Meg. He realized that neither he nor Justin had really touched her yet. She seemed to be almost forbidden fruit, but that could soon change. Maybe Justin should get the honors?

He caught the boy's eyes and motioned with a nod toward Katie's ass. Justin looked at the older man questioningly, and Blake whispered his encouragement. The boy crawled on hands and knees behind the girl, and watched from this new vantage point while his mother licked her juicy pussy. Blake watched as Justin ogled Katie's pussy and asshole and absently stroked his cock with his little hand. Soon the boy's prick was stiff and erect in his fingers.

"Katie?" Blake whispered.

"Hmm?" came the muffled, questioning reply. The girl's mouth was glued to Meg's pussy.

"Would you like a cock in your pussy to go with Meg's tongue?"

"Mmm," she purred. "Yesss."

"How about Justin's cock?"

"Ooh yes."

Justin positioned himself behind Katie, clutching her undulating ass in his hands. He inched forward on his knees, aiming his cock at her gaping, wet cunthole. His mother smiled up at him, and briefly interrupting the tongue fucking she was giving Katie, she reached with her hands and helped him position his erect, throbbing cock. She placed it against her gaping pussy hole, and before she knew it, the length of his prick was disappearing inside, only inches away from her glazed and admiring eyes.

Katie thrashed and moaned with pleasure. Justin's cock certainly wasn't very large, but it didn't matter. The very thought of this mother and son combination servicing her at the same time was hot beyond belief. As the boy plowed his prick in and out of her tight cunt, Meg began to lightly flutter her tongue against her clit.

"OH FUCK!" Katie moaned. "Oh yes...yes...YES!" She buried her face in Meg's sopping pussy and slurped hungrily, but she wasn't really paying attention to what she was doing. Her every thought was bent on the release of her own sexual tension. She bucked her hips furiously up and down, searching out Meg's warm, wet tongue, the boy's thrusting prick. The dual feeling was exquisite.

And now a new pleasurable sensation washed over her. A soothing, smooth wetness was gliding over her ass cheeks. She looked over her shoulder with glazed, shiny eyes, and there was Blake, running his tongue along her rear. She groaned, and smiled at him. It felt wonderful! He ran his tongue up and down the crack of her ass, coating it with saliva, then he licked Justin's cock shaft as it slammed in and out of her pussy. He then focused on her asshole, extending his tongue, flicking it against her while Meg sucked her clit and Justin fucked her cunt.

Katie bucked furiously against her three lovers. She flexed and undulated her ass obscenely as Blake began to push his tongue against her asshole. He was trying to tongue-fuck her butt, and the feeling was wonderful! She screamed with pleasure against Meg's juicy cunt.

After a few minutes, she felt Justin's urgent thrusting slow, then stop entirely, and he slowly extracted his cock from her tight pussy. She began to protest, but before she could say anything, she felt a new sensation. His cock was back, but this time he was pushing it against her asshole. A fleeting sense of panic came over her. She had never been fucked in the ass, had never had anything inserted there that was bigger than a finger. But then she remembered that Justin's cock wasn't very large, and she forced herself to relax. And all the while, Meg's tongue flicked against her clit.

Meg looked on as Justin wedged his cock against Katie's puckered asshole. Blake was helping him, spreading Katie's ass cheeks for him while Justin maneuvered his prick into position. Blake allowed a dribble of saliva to fall on the puckered hole, lubricating it. The sight was incredibly erotic. She wondered briefly if Katie had ever been ass-fucked, if she knew how good it felt. She heard Katie's low, guttural moans.

Justin pushed gently at Blake's encouragement, and his cock head disappeared easily inside Katie's rectum. "Ooh, ouch," protested Katie. But Blake whispered to her to relax, and Katie did. Meg extended a wet tongue and licked Justin's cock, just at the place where it disappeared inside Katie's bum, to help lubricate it, to make it easier for the girl.

Justin pushed again, and this time half of his cock disappeared inside Katie's ass. Meg heard the girl inhale sharply, then groan with pleasure. She licked Justin's cock again, and then began to lick the girl's clitoris, flicking her tongue rapidly against the swollen bud.

"Oh God YES!" groaned Katie. She bucked her hips back sharply, and suddenly the entire length of Justin's prick buried itself in the girl's tight, dark hole. She took Katie's clitoris between her lips and suckled gently, peppering it with short stabs of her pointy tongue as she did so.

"OH GOD! Lick me Meg! FUCK ME JUSTIN!" cried the girl. And Justin began to plow his erection in and out of Katie's stretched, gaping asshole. Meg felt the girl's sweaty body undulating in an erotic dance on top of her. Katie was emitting a stream of constant moans, her face buried in Meg's pussy.

Meg took the girl's clit firmly between her lips and sucked hard. "OH FUCK YES...OH GOD...OH GOD!" cried Katie. "SUCK MEEEE!" And suddenly, the girl was cumming. She screamed with pleasure as she bucked her body violently on top of Meg, thrusting her hips back to take Justin's cock as deeply as she could. And all the while, Meg sucked on the girl's clit, feeling the tender organ convulse and throb between her lips.

"FUCK YES!" screamed Katie. "FUCK ME!" she gasped. Her body undulated up and down as her crashing orgasm washed over her. And then Meg came with her, bucking her cunt against Katie's pleasure-giving tongue.

And then Justin's loud moan announced that he too was cumming. He thrust in and out of Katie's ass in a blur, shooting his sperm deeply into the girl's rectum.

Finally, their bucking, frantic thrusts slowed, then stopped, and the three of them panted and heaved in the aftermath of their orgasms. Meg watched as Justin slowly withdrew his prick from Katie's clinging asshole, and then it was free with a pop, wet and shiny with his cum, and hanging mere inches in front of her face. She couldn't resist - she extended a long tongue and licked the creamy residue from his semi-hard cock. She tasted the pungent mixture of his sperm and her ass, and she found the taste incredibly erotic. When his cock was clean, he pulled away, and she watched, fascinated, as the girl's anus expanded and contracted. A stream of semen flowed out and dripped onto her face, and Meg opened her mouth and drank it in. She then licked the girl's asshole clean, soothingly washing the freshly fucked hole. Finally, she smacked her lips, and the three of them collapsed in a sweaty, panting pile.

Blake watched the three of them caress and hug each other tenderly. He shook his head in disbelief at his good fortune. Never in his wildest dreams did he think his summer would ever turn out like this. But he didn't think it would end with the passing of the summer. He smiled. Three years before, Meg had been a shy, rather plain schoolteacher, hardly noticed by him except in passing. Three weeks ago, she had been a hot, sexy slut in his eyes, something to be merely desired and won. But now, their relationship was something else entirely. He liked her, liked her a LOT. What did the future hold for them?

 

Sean, the guy from the North who came down to Mississippi last summer. I had hung out with him for a day, and I never heard from him again until that moment. The thing about Sean is, he’s probably gay. He’s at least bi, because he fucked a chick when he was down here, but he’s had some gay tendencies.

            This makes me interested! I knew at age 12 I was probably gay or bi. I’m pretty much bi now. But back then I really liked to look at cocks. Big, hard, and smooth cocks! I even liked the small ones because they were cocks. I saw gay porn accidentally for the first time at age 13, and I was hooked. I kept watching gay pornos, and for the first time I masturbated. I dry cummed, but it was the most amazing feeling I had ever felt! And I did it to gay porno. And I did it again.

            At the time this took place, I was in real good shape. I looked a lot older than my age says. So I hang out with the older kids. And I basically look like them. I was 6 ft even, 165 pounds of mainly muscle, and a nice ass. I’m dark haired, with dark eyes, and a nice smile. Sean is basically the same height and build, except he’s a little skinnier than me. He’s got dark brown hair and blue eyes.

            So back to the story. Sean likes to party too. Just as much as we do. So that night, we get drunk as hell at his grandmas house. Then we smoke a blunt. And everything goes blank after that. The next day I wake up in a bunk bed with Sean next to me. We’re the only ones left from last night. And it’s 2 PM. So what do we do? We wake and bake. For those of you not familiar with this term, it means to get high right after you wake up, because it just makes the rest of the day better. So we’re high as hell by 2:30. We’re watching TV, and I flick Sean’s nipple (he doesn’t have a shirt on), and he sort of laughs and flicks my nipple. A few minutes pass, and I do it again, except for a little longer. Then Sean actually pinches my nipple for a few seconds and lets go.

            I was getting turned on like hell!

            Now I start playing with his nipple. I flick it, massage it, and twist it. He’s getting turned on, I think to myself, just look at his boner! His erection was pointing out in an obvious way. So we lay back down, and at this point I’m playing with his nipple while he’s playing with mine under my shirt. And then Sean says to me, “You know, we could totally do something right now.” And I, in my high but aroused state, just nod slightly. Then he says, “But remember, what happens in here stays in here. You agree?” Again, I nod slightly.

            “Good, cause I’m really horny right now. Can I touch your dick?” Sean asks.

            “Yes…” I half whisper. Sean then undoes my belt buckle and unzips my pants. He pulls down my boxers and grabs my cock and immediately starts sucking it. At this point I am half hard, and his tongue gets me up to full erection, which is 6 inches. I am still playing with his nipple while he gives me an amazing blowjob. It was my first, but I could tell it was a good one. And Sean was no amateur either! He was sucking like someone who’s sucked a few cocks before. I get fully hard in his mouth, and he continues to blow me. He’s stroking my cock while at the same time sucking on my head, and swirling his tongue all around it. I was in ecstasy. He started fondling my balls as well. In only a few minutes I’m ready to cum. But then he stops and asks, “Will you put it in my ass?” How could I not? But first, I pulled out his cock, and stroked it slowly a few times and was just ready to go down on him when his grandma knocked on the door suddenly. We cover up quickly just as she opens the door. She says something to Sean and walks out, closing the door. (Sorry for this little buzzkill, but the chance of getting caught turned me on more and I had to include it.) So we stand up and he asks again, “Will you put it in my ass?” This time, I don’t answer him, but instead I drop to my knees and I start stroking his cock. It stares me back in the face, and it had to be the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. His cock was 5 inches long, but thick, and hard as steel. So I did what any cock-hungry 15-year old gay guy would do. I engulfed his cock with my mouth. It was the first cock I had ever touched and sucked, and it was so delicious and amazing. The taste of cock was so overwhelming for my high state that it felt like I was cumming in my pants on the spot. I started going up and down his cock with my lips sliding up and down his shaft while I used my tongue to lick the underside of his cock and the very swollen head. I stop and stroked his cock for a little bit to get his cock wet. I then try to deepthroat his cock and I make it almost to the balls. Not bad for my first time sucking cock. Then I go back to sucking the head and stroking his shaft. Sean moans a very sexy moan, and I’m turned on more by the thought that I’m pleasuring a man and I’m doing a good job. I blow him for a few more minutes, and then I speed up, twirling my tongue all around the head, and stroking faster. After 30 seconds, without warning, he cums and shoots his load into my mouth which just makes me suck harder and faster! I lap up every wad of cum he shoots with my tongue and after he’s finished I suck the head some more and he flinches from all the pleasure. I then open my mouth and show him all the cum in my mouth. The taste is amazing! It’s a slightly sour taste, but it’s delicious. I swallow all of it in one gulp! Then I kiss the tip of his penis and lick the last drop of cum from his cock.

            Then Sean asks me for the third time, “Will you fuck me in the ass?” This time I grant his wish and I tell him to get my cock hard again. He strokes it a little and then goes to his knees and sucks one of my balls into his mouth and starts massaging it with his tongue, still stroking my cock. I’m hard again in half a minute. He then bends over the bed and starts grinding his ass against my cock. His cheeks grab my cockhead and massage it. He has some skills! I then slap his ass and start pressing my cock into his tight hole. He tenses up slightly and squeezes my cockhead. Sean then loosens up and I push in a couple inches. I feel him relax and I push all the way in which makes Sean gasp a little. I then bend over and grab his cock and start stroking it. A little pre cum gets on my fingers.

While giving him a reach around, I start to slowly slide my cock back out, and back in. I start getting faster and I stroke him faster. His warm, tight fuckhole feels amazing on my cock and after 10 minutes of pounding his ass, I’m ready to shoot my load. “Oh, yeah, fuck me harder, Jake, your cock feels so good!” Sean yells out in sexual ecstasy. I pound his ass even harder and stroke his cock even faster. I pull out at the last second and Sean turns around, gets on his knees, and grabs my balls. I feel my orgasm slipping away.

            “Not yet”, he says. He then starts sucking my cock again just as a little tease. Then he says, “It’s your turn.” So I lay on my back on the bed while he stands up. I then place my legs on his shoulders. He starts by slowly stroking my cock, which was ready to burst. Then he pushed the head of his cock against my ass. I relax some, and his cock slips in. There’s a sharp pain, but because I’m still high, it turns into pleasure really quickly. I then loosen up my asshole some more, and he slowly pushes all the way in. I feel his balls resting against my ass, and at the same time, my ass feels so filled up and I can feel every little pulse that goes through his dick. It is an orgasmic feeling that I’ve never been able to experience before, and I start moving back and forth against his cock. He gets the hint and starts fucking my ass slowly. His cock is just the right length to stimulate my G-Spot to the max. My cock starts pouring out a lot of precum from my prostate being massaged. In my euphoric state, this seems like a fantastic dream. Only it’s real.

            Sean speeds up the pace and starts pounding my ass hole. He’s continuing to stroke my rod while he fucks me frantically. He keeps the pace for a good 15 minutes and by now I’m ready to explode from all this stimulation.

            Sean yells out, “I’m gonna cum!” I then start rotating my ass to work his cock even more. Then he pushes all the way into my ass and at the same time, I tighten my ass muscles. He shoots load after load of hot gooey cum into my bowels while his cock is still pulsating in my ass. I feel so sexually fulfilled right now from the thought that someone’s big pulsating cock just ejaculated in my asshole.

Sean’s cock shrinks down and slips out of my asshole. I stand up and Sean goes down. He strokes my cock for a second, then deepthroats my cock, his chin cupping my balls. I finally get my satisfaction and explode down his throat. He swallows the first load, then he pulls my cock out of his mouth and I cum all over his face. At the same time he’s catching my load with his tongue. I continue to shoot my seed everywhere, exploding on his face.

With cum all over his face, Sean deepthroats my cock again and fondles my balls while still sucking the last of the cum from my shaft. My knees go weak from the pleasure and I sit back down on the bed.

All of a sudden, Sean bends down and kisses me on the lips lightly. I respond by locking my lips with his. Our tongue’s entwine, and I can taste my own cum as well as his cum from earlier. I then start to stroke his cock slowly. I break lips with him and I start sucking his nipples. I twirl my tongue on the tips and stroke his balls lightly. He gets hard again in an instant, which makes my own cock rise to full mast. We move to the floor then and with him on top, we get into the 69 position. He starts sucking my cock fiercely and to massage my prostate and balls. I try a trick on him that I read in an article on how to give oral sex. It’s called pressure sucking. I suck the head in and lock my mouth on it. I suck a little harder, and I push my tongue against the underside of the head. He moans loudly and I know he likes it. He starts fingering my asshole at a fast pace and flicking his tongue on the tip of the head.

I’m ready to explode and I can tell Sean is too. So I pressure suck him again, then I deepthroat his cock, this time with his balls against my face. I start stroking his cock rapidly and suck the head on and off. This drives him wild and he starts deepthroating me continuously. It made every part of my dick tingle with pleasure. Another minute and I cum in his mouth, but he doesn’t stop and continues to deepthroat me rapidly. Then Sean shoots his cumshot, shooting into my mouth and landing all around my mouth and chin. I swallow all the cum in my mouth, and lick around my mouth to get more.

Sean then turns around and kisses me, and dumps my own load of cum into my mouth. I swallow it graciously and give him a peck on the lips. We then crawl into bed naked in a spooning position. As we’re drifting off to sleep, I go over in my head what had just all happened. Not only did I lose my virginity, but I lost it to a guy. I sucked another man’s penis. I swallowed a lot of cum. I feel like a little submissive bitch ready to please a cock. And I have no regrets.

 

This wasn’t a one time thing. Over the next few years, we had a lot of these flings. We almost got caught red handed more times than I can count. So if you want to read some more of my experiences with Sean, tell me, and I will produce.

bsp;                                               A. G. Thomas




She tried not to stare, but time and again her eyes darted back to the animals haunches, or rather to what was protruding below them. My God he was big, not just in length either. A strange tickling feeling flared up between her legs spreading upward throughout her willowy frame before seemingly centering on her breast. The sensation was so overpowering that her nipples actually began to ache.

Without consciously being aware of her actions her hands moved in two directions at once. One, downward between her legs and the growing dampness, while the other moved upward to her highly sensitive nipples. The animal, which until then had seemingly been ignoring her, turned his head fixing his eyes on her. For long immeasurable minutes beast and human female stared one at the other but then the link was broken as the bitch beside him whimpered for his attention.

But instead of mounting her for yet a third time he growled and snapped at her. As the female slunk to her belly and crawled a few feet away the great beast once more turned to stare at Natalie. A soft ohhh slipped from her lips and her eyes drifted closed as her fingers rubbed over her clit sending an electric like shock through her. For a second as she shivered in secondary response to the small orgasm she had achieved a picture formed in her mind.

Like a trap that had been sprung her eyes snapped open as if to assure her brain that what it had seen wasn't real. That it was but a disgusting figment of imagination. As if a fire had been lit beneath her she jumped to her feet along with pulling her hand out from beneath her husbands large flannel hunting shirt.

Her senses went into overload as they tried to digest and prioritize everything thing that had happened in the few seconds that her eyes had been closed. Filthy, disgusting, depraved images. Her cell phone ringing. The magnificent, wild, beast, panting heavily and with eyes locked on her, mere feet from her. With the depraved scenario again filling her brain and with panic so great that it seemed to be choking her she turned and fled for the safety of the cabin.

As she flung open the screen door and rushed inside she looked back over her shoulder. She was sure, could have sworn, that the beautiful beast was right behind her and about to pounce but he hadn't moved toward the door. No he was still standing on her porch where she had been sitting so he hadn't moved except for cocking his head as if mystified by her behavior. Pulling up short she turned to face the beast muttering more to herself then him "you frighten me boy."

For a moment the large beast, more beautiful and regal then she imagined any wild animal had a right to be continued to study her, and then he turned and unhurriedly moved from her porch and walked from the clearing. A sense of lose that she was hard pressed to explain washed over her as she watched him disappear amongst the trees.

She was sure that she had witnessed something that few other humans had been lucky enough to, and she had done so from the front porch of her cabin. Would his bitch get pregnant she idly wondered. She couldn't imagine how it would be otherwise she lightly giggled at the memory of what she had witnessed. My God, he must have seeded her at least four times with each taking of her. He had been the perfect example and definition of what an alpha male should be like.

Turning from the screen door she walked the few feet to the combination kitchen dining room and picked up her phone. Hitting redial she waited patiently for her husband to pick up. As she did her thoughts drifted back to last summer when her husband of three years had first shown and informed her that he had purchased the small three room hunting cabin.

She had gone ballistic and had made no small bones about saying she hated the place. She was a city girl not some country bumpkin. What would happen if, God forbid, one of them was injured she'd screamed. The nearest town, and that just a general store and a gas station was eighteen miles away. How would the other cope. What would / could he / she do? Why had he bought it anyway without consulting her. Hadn't they always made decisions together before?

Her tirade had gotten worse as she had screamed if he thought she was going to come up here during hunting season he was crazy. She wasn't going to stay in the cabin alone while he was out chasing bambi. Hunters could break in and rape her for God sake. Didn't he love or care about her.

As is often the case though when one gives something a chance, instead of hate there is love. By their third visit and that during hunting season her attitude about the cabin and the solitude had drastically changed. And now here she was, alone but strangely not lonely, the second hunting season after Timothy had purchased the cabin.

She was so wrapped up in her thoughts that at first she didn't realize that her husband had answered the phone.

"Honey I'm sorry. I won't be able to break away from here and join you for at least three days. Way things are looking though there's a good chance I won't get there before the weekend. Old man Richardson's got his ass in an uproar. Something about a shipment that should have been in Toledo a week ago but for all anybody knows wound up in bum fuck Egypt instead. I'm sorry, really I am. Maybe you should just pack up and come on back."

"Tim.... Timothy its alright. Really it is. You just get things sorted out and I'll see you in three days."

"But I know how uncomfortable you are staying there alone. I'll never be able to forgive myself if something should happen. I mean I know how frightened your are of hunters coming by. No I'd rather you come home. We'll visit the cabin some other time. Maybe this winter. We've never been to the cabin in the winter time, it should be really beautiful with all the snow."

"No silly I'm staying. The chances of a hunter coming anywhere near the cabin is next to nil. Besides I've got a protector." With that she began to tell him about the huge wolf that she had seen. But hardly had she began to tell him in detail about what she had witnessed then he cut her short whispering that Mr. Richardson had just stepped into his office.

With a whispered I love you and a promise to see her as soon as he could the connection was broken. Without putting down her phone she turned and walked back to the door of the cabin to look out at all the beautiful fall colors. Without realizing she was doing so her eyes scanned the edges of the woods searching for the regal animal that had so stirred feelings in her.

That night as she slept, and while dreams of what had transpired less then fifteen feet from her that afternoon played in a continuous loop, her husband sat in a dark bar 500 miles away talking to a stranger.

"She'll be there God damn it he growled as he pushed a bulky envelope along with a picture of Natalie across the table. You just make sure you do what I'm paying you for. No, I don't give a flying fuck what you do to her. Rape her, torture her, cut off her little tits, do whatever sick little thing you want to the bitch I don't care. Just make sure that when I get to the cabin Sunday evening I'm a widower. You do that and come next week there'll be another $10,000 in your P.O. Box."

The gleam of perversion that twinkled in the strangers eyes as he looked down at the picture of Tim's beautiful wife sent a cold chill up the mans back. For a second he almost felt pity for her being in the hands of this manic for better then four days. Would his torture of her be such that she would go crazy from the pain he inflicted before he finally slit her throat. Well it was out of his hands now. Best not to think about it or he'd be sick.

His thoughts were such that it was a moment before he realized that the sicko had spoken. "Yeah that's fine. The sooner you leave the better. Just make sure that the job is finished no later then Sunday and that your long gone before I arrive."

For several seconds the stranger looked into Tim's eyes waiting for him to change his mind. For him to blurt out to simply put a bullet into the raven haired beauty's head. Most of his contracts were handled that simply, even when he was told to make it look like a house burglary or mugging. It was seldom that he was allowed to practice that which he truly loved, and here it had been handed to him on a silver platter.

He was certain that the fat old fucker had no idea of the anguish, the torment, the pain that his wife was going to endure before she was finally allowed to die. Maybe he would stick around just to see the assholes reaction when he walked into their cabin. It would almost be worth the extra $10,000 just to watch him puke his guts out when he saw her blooded mangled body.

Yeah that'd be something to see alright. Especially if the first thing he saw upon entering the cabin was her decapitated head. With a last sick smile at Tim the stranger stood and walked from the bar.

Stepping from the shower Natalie walked the ten or so steps to her suitcase naked and unconcerned. After all who was there to see her? Not once in any of their visits had they seen another soul. Not even during the last hunting season when she had most expected them too. They had heard the faint echo's of several shots toward sundown their last night in the cabin though. Opening her suitcase she laid out the clothes she had brought before deciding on her 3 piece chiffon lace set.

Not exactly what one would choose to wear while traipsing through the woods she lightly giggled. Then again traipsing through the woods hadn't been in her plans. If such had been she would have brought along jeans or at the least shorts. No she had brought what she had hoped would excite and arouse Timothy.

He had been so distant and moody of late. She had honestly looked forward to them being alone. With but three rooms there was no way that he could have ignored her. Especially with her prancing around in skimpy provocative clothes. Oh well his loss.

Slipping on her G-string then lace ruffled micro mini she brushed the tangles from her long black hair before tying on the matching soft bra top. Don't get to excited now trees she lightly giggled as she stepped from the cabin and headed toward the woods in one of the least risqué outfits that she had brought.

As she made her way beneath the canopy of bright fall colors the thought that for all the people she was likely to come upon, even though it was hunting season, she could just as well have gone naked teased at her brain. Well maybe tomorrow I will she mused as she turned in the direction of the stream that ran through their 1500 acres.

At the thought of her running amongst the trees like a naked wood nymph her light tingling laughter was picked up and carried along by the gentle breeze. Unknown and unseen thirty or so yards to her left and behind her a dark shadow quietly stalked her. Were the fuck is she going dressed like that the killer wondered as he flitted amongst the shadows.

Surely she's not just out for a walk in the woods dressed like that. Is she cheating on him? Is that why he wants her killed the way he does? If she is cheating on him then with who? And if so then why in the hell didn't her lover just come to the cabin?

At the thought of a lover being with her he literally salivated. Two for the price of one he silently maniacally giggled. Visions of how it would play out floated before his eyes. Her tied to the bed, the man to a chair so he could watch every gory minute of her torture. And when, just before her torment became to great to bare and her mind snapped, he would hang her from a beam like a hunter would a deer and have her lover cut her fucking head off. He might even have the guy gut her too before he blew his head off with a shotgun.

The ache in his loins snapped his mind back to the present but his raging hard on seemed not to notice. He could feel his cock leaking like a dripping faucet because of the scenario he had envisioned. He couldn't afford to think of what ifs or what might be. Lover or no lover he had a job to do, and he better concentrate on it.  

God damn it I should have taken her while she was prancing around the cabin naked instead of letting my curiosity get the better of me he mused. Damn, damn, damn, this is cutting into my fun time. He had just decided to make his move when to his surprise she suddenly disappeared.

God damn it he should have been watching her more closely instead of envisioning the pain and torment he was going to inflict. Still, and despite his self recrimination her naked image wavered before him. Together with shaking his head to clear it of the vision a sick smile curled his lips. He would see her naked body again real soon, of that there was no doubt. Moving forward he rushed after her, not realizing until he was a good ten feet into a clearing that he had stepped from the tree line.

But that wasn't what stopped him. The wolfs did. Snatching his gun from his shoulder holster he prepared to fire if they rushed him. Surprisingly though the wolfs seemed not to have noticed him. Their attention, especially the one damn near as big as a shetland pony seemed to be on something beside the creek. A dead deer perhaps? Well what ever it was he didn't need to see it. He had game of his own to find.

Slowly so as not to attract their attention he backed from the clearing and angled off through the woods as quietly as he could. If he didn't find her soon he'd just go on back to the cabin and wait for her. Better to accost her there then in the woods and have to lug her back.

Laying as quietly and as still as she could Natalie's eyes darted from one to the other of the five wolf's, though more often then not they focused on the huge silver tip. She had known that he was beautiful before. but now that he was almost close enough for her to touch he was absolutely magnificent. Even as her eyes feasted on the beast a part of her mind scolded her for not remembering his presence

For a second the magnificent wolfs eyes flitted to the woods. His stance shifted, his muscles coiled as if he were about to bound off. Was his mate there? If so, would she again be witness to his taking of her? At the thought of again witnessing him mate a feeling like that of a million butterflies fluttered in the pit of her stomach. But that wasn't the only sensation she felt. Heat flared from between her legs spreading upwards to her breast.

A soft involuntary moan issued from her. Without conscious awareness her left hand slid to her breast, her fingers teasing her nipple to pebble like hardness while her right crept across her thigh and beneath her short skirt. Her eyes, still on the huge beautiful wolf as his attention focused on where she had exited the woods, became mere slits as the sensations rippling through her increased. Suddenly, realizing that she was fantasizing not about him and his mate but of him and her, her eyes flew open wide and her hands jerked from her body.

It was as she fought to get her breathing under control that she became aware that the huge beast attention was once more on her. Through fascinated eyes she watched as his head rose and his nostrils flared testing the wind. But it was the other thing that she saw that pulled her eyes as surely as a magnet would steel shavings. With her attention focused on him as he took a step and then two more toward her, it was several heartbeats before she became aware that the other wolf's had also moved closer to her.

Oh God there going to kill me. How could you be so stupid as to forget them her mind screamed. Her first instinct was to run, and with the thought in mind she pushed herself up on her elbows looking for a possible avenue of escape.

A low rumbling growl emitted from the huge beast that was now so close to her that his breath was like a blast furnace on her face. For what seemed like an eternity eyes as blue as a summer sky bored into ones of soft hazel then the beast slowly lowered his head. His blast furnace hot breath scorched her flesh as his head dipped ever lower before finally stopping scant inches from the juncture of her thighs.  

Flashes of a National Geographic special of how wolfs hunted shot through her brain. Pictures of how a pack closed in on a sick or weak deer. Of how they went for the helpless animals legs, crippling him so that he couldn't run before tearing out his throat and feasting on his flesh till their hunger was satiated shown on the walls of her skull.

Oh God, oh God, oh God I'm going to die and no one will ever find my body her mind wailed as salvia, as hot as scalding water, dripped from the huge animals jowls searing the flesh of her inner thigh. Despite her impending end a maniacal burst of laughter echoed in her brain. Wolf's did not attack humans. In all the history of the America's there had never been a report of them doing so.

There is always a first time for everything though, and it looked as if this was one of those times. She was about to make history, and there was not a single animal rights or other fanatical activist here to witness it her mind babbled. She was not aware that in her fear that she had hysterically vocalized such until she felt the huge animals muzzle against her throat. Please, please let him kill me quickly. Please God, please don't let me suffer.

Even as the rambling soulful plea raced through her brain the huge beast, after running his tongue over her jugular and up to her ear, once more lowered his head to the juncture of her legs. As his opened jowls touched her flesh her muscles quivered involuntarily lifting her thigh hard against his cold wet nose.

Her relief that the animals head had snapped up and back was short lived as from the corner of her eye she saw the others lunge toward her. But just as it looked as if she would be torn to pieces a rumbling coughing growl burst from the beast above her. As if the four had run into an invisible barrier their forward movement stopped less then an arm length from her.

He had saved her. The silver tip had saved her. But why? Slowly, ever so slowly she reached out to the huge beast with her right hand stopping just inches from his muzzle. Just as slowly he moved his massive head forward sniffing, testing, and then his muzzle was against her hand. For several rapid heartbeats he sniffed her hand then to her surprise his lolling tongue pushed against her palm and up over her fingers.

Again and again his rough wet tongue lapped at her fingers and with each contact a tingling vibration shot from them up through her arm. Suddenly without warning his massive head dropped to her thigh. Panic stricken she opened her mouth to scream in anticipation of his tearing at her leg. But the expected gnashing of teeth and the ripping of flesh never came. Instead his sandpaper like tongue licked from mid thigh to the hem of her short skirt.

Again and again his tongue moved over her leg. With each slobbering lap his tongue moved higher and just as had happened when he'd licked her fingers an electric like charge burst upward from her womanhood spreading throughout her slight frame. Her stomach felt as if it were doing flip flops and against her will she felt herself getting wet as together with his muzzle pushing against her short skirt his slobbering tongue lapped over her panty covered treasure.

Without willing them to her legs parted as his muzzle pushed insistently and demandingly between them. Small gasping ohh's issued from her trembling lips as a nano second after the beast cold nose again pressed against her G-string his thick wet tongue lapped up over the dampness. Better then any lover's ever had, his tongue lapped and pushed at her G-string. The force of his actions so great that the thin material covering her was pushed into her exposing her outer lips.

Unbidden her hips jerked pushing her loins against his muzzle. But instead of the huge beast moving from her his tonguing pressed harder, more persistently, to her now sopping wet G-string. It honestly felt as if the huge animal was pushing the thin material inside her, using it like a condom as his thick sandpapery tongue licked and stabbed at her soul.

As if with a mind of their own her hands shot out, her fingers curling into his thick soft hair just behind his ears pulling him with her as she fell backwards. For a stuttering gasping breath the savage beast stiffened and then like the wild beast he was he renewed his attack. Without thought her legs splayed wider, welcoming, encouraging him. In a ritual as old as time itself her loins quivered, jerked and ground against the magnificent beast muzzle meeting each deep stabbing probe of his thick wet tongue.

Gasping choked sobs of yes, oh God yes, spilled from her trembling lips as the wild animals tongue lapped and prodded her sacred jewell. Never had she felt a sensation such as what was roaring through her. She felt as if she were on fire, that flames were licking over her flesh, searing her, scorching her, consuming her, and she didn't care.

Yet in the midst of her rapture a small scared voice whispered that what was happening was wrong, that it was disgusting and filthy and she perverted for becoming aroused by what the animal was doing. But another voice, a gurgling passion filled voice repeatedly screaming but one word, and that yes, drowned out the weak voice.

She felt her soul tearing from her body, felt it shooting heavenward. But even as it did it looked back. She saw herself lying beside the stream; saw the magnificent wild beast between her bent splayed legs; saw her loins jerking and grinding against his attack and her own small hands trying desperately to pull the beast large head tighter to that which but one man had ever been familiar with.

She saw other things, things that she hadn't even been aware of until her soul, dragging her mind with it shot into the star filled firmament. It was at the moment of her unbelievably mind shattering orgasm that she realized that it had not been brought on solely by the silver tip.

His teeth nipping at her G-string, bothering it much as a domesticated dog would a chew toy. The thin material shredding, ripping apart as easily as if made from paper the huge beast renewing his attack on her defenseless wanting pussy even as the other four wolfs licked her arms, chest, face and throat. A brilliant display of fireworks exploded on the backs of her eye lids and her body shook and trembled as if from a high fever.

Her ear shattering wail of rapture gurgling into silence as a wolfs tongue stabbed between her opened lips. Instinctively and without thought her lips closed trapping the tongue stabbing at her tonsils. But before her own tongue could lash out to meet and duel with the probing appendage it was jerked from between her lips.

Even as the tongue jerked from between her lips what felt like a fist being driven into her stomach knocked the air from her lungs. Her back arched pushing her up higher, harder against the long thick tongue touching her in places that her husbands penis never had. Another gurgling scream of rapture burst from her throat as explosion after explosion scorched her eyes and threatened to melt her brain. All this she heard and saw in the split second before darkness, peaceful, glorious, blessed darkness.

Out of the depths of the darkness a kaleidoscope of hazy images of what had transpired floated toward her. But before they drew near enough to make out detail all to quickly they were replaced by another. A clap of thunder, the vibration of paws pounding over the ground. Growls, the snarling and gnashing of teeth and strangely what sounded like screams, the last which ended in a gurgling cough, interrupted the flow of photographs. But it was the two successive explosions like the claps of thunder as the guttural scream became a gasping gurgle that slowly pulled her up from the darkness.

How long she lay there she didn't know, but when she came to she was alone. For several long minutes she lay there her face flushed with shame at her response to the animals administrations. Slowly gathering her wits about her she inspected herself and her clothing. Her bra, somehow its strap having come undone, was loosely dangling from one breast while her G-string, shredded and nothing more then a useless piece of cloth dangled from her left knee.

Sitting up she straightened and retied her bra before pulling her useless panties down and off. A quick inspection of the clearing confirmed that the great beautiful beast and the others were no where about. Neither did she see them on the fringes of the woods, but that did not mean that they weren't close. Why, when she was completely at their mercy, had they left? A movement off to her left pulled her eyes in that direction.

As strange as it was her heart leaped for joy. They hadn't left. They were still here. As the thoughts filled her brain the huge silver tip broke from the others. Unconcernedly he trotted toward her his large tongue lolling and dripping spittle with each step. Not daring to move for fear that he still might hurt and possibly kill her she froze. With her eyes on his every step she couldn't help but notice the unbelievably large swaying appendage between his legs. But it was his muzzle which appeared to be stained with blood that held her attention. Had he and the others killed a dear after they had left her?

For a fleeting moment her eyes moved from him to the others. There were only three now. Where was the fourth she wondered as unlike the big silver tip the others did not advance toward her. Instead, to her surprise and astonishment, they stayed on the very edge of the woods but spread out as if they were sentries.  Even as she pondered their behavior the huge magnificent beast brushed against her very much as he had done to his bitch the day before.

Hesitantly she reached out to touch his broad back. When instead of shying away from her he rubbed harder against her she ran her fingers through his long soft hair along the length of his back. Slowly, all the while continuing to run her fingers along his back and side, she pulled her legs under her and rose to her knees. "Good doggy, so friendly, so nice. Your not going to hurt Natalie are you boy." As if in answer the huge head slipped beneath her arm and his long sandpapery tongue licked her armpit. A giggle burst from her at his touch and she pushed against him to make him stop.

Again and yet again his tongue swiped over her ribcage across her chest and up to her throat. Each time his tongue trailed over her lilting girlish giggles issued from her throat. Without thinking her arms encircled his strong neck in an effort to escape his tongue. But the beast wouldn't be denied. With a shake of his head he pulled from her grasp while at the same time pushing against her knocking her from her knees.

Before her buttocks touched the ground his head was between her legs and his long thick tongue was again spearing at her womanhood. Instinctively she pushed against his large head while at the same time trying to edge away from his persistent attack. But her efforts were futile, and before his sandpapery thick tongue had swiped over her a third time every muscle of her body seemed to turn to jelly.

Her small hands fluttered as if she was unsure what to do with them, but then together with soft moans of passion issuing from her lips her fingers grasped the wolfs ears pulling his large head to her. For several minutes the large wolf satisfied himself with lapping at the juices dripping from her as steady as water from a leaking faucet. Suddenly and without warning together with his head raising and a barking howl erupting from his throat he stepped further over her.

Her arousal reawakened, she reached out seeking to pull him to her, but he was to strong, to powerful. Whimpers of frustration vibrated in her throat as she tried to squirm from beneath him far enough to once again feel his tongue slither over and in the bubbling, seething cauldron between her legs. Her efforts though were for naught as he, fully straddling her petite body, turned his head in the direction of the others.

With his attention seemingly focused on them and ignoring her, he emitted several coughing barks. As for Natalie her attention shifted from her need to again feel his tongue lapping at her to that which protruded from beneath his haunches. Time seemed to stand still as more and more of the pointed purplish thing emerged from its protective sheath. Unable to stop herself she reached up closing her fingers about then moving them over the growing length of doggy cock.

That's all he is her mind tittered, a doggy, a big wild doggy and she was touching his thing. A rumbling groan, almost to low for human hearing, pulsated in the animals chest at her touch. Excited yips and howls answered even as he broke from her grasp and began prancing over and about her like a young playful puppy.

Time and again as he pranced about and over her his tongue licked over various areas of bare flesh. Her abdomen, her face, her thighs, all became repeatedly familiar to his slobbering sandpapery tongue. But it was his organ, which with each passing minute protruded ever further from his sheath, and which brushed against her with almost as much frequency as his tongue that seared her flesh with greater intensity.

Her arms, her legs and even her face felt the touch of his pointed purplish red organ. With each touch, a shock as if that from a jolt of electricity hit her nerve endings both numbing and exciting them. She both wanted to escape from the mind numbing sensations his tongue and organ were inflicting upon her and rip away what little clothes remained so that there was no part of her he could not touch.

Her brain, a jumble of discordant utterances tugging her this way and that began to slowly wind down. Without guidance she was left to operate on instinct dulled by tens of thousands of years of evolution. Yet somehow she knew that she must always face this savage beast that with a snap of his jaws could snuff out her life.

When he next stepped from over her she rolled away from him then with the litheness of a lioness pulled her knees beneath her and whirled to face him. But he wasn't where she had expected him to be. Panic stricken her head swiveled about, her eyes frantically searching for him. Out of the corner of her eye she saw him but before she could twist about to face him his weight came down on her back.

His 140 plus pounds was to great, her ams buckled then collapsed under the strain driving her face first into the soft green earth. At the last second she turned her face both to keep from suffocating and to try to look back at him. His forearms locked about her thin waist, his paws pressed into her splayed thighs as if seeking to pull her to him. Positioned as she was she was open to his assault and he took advantage of it as only an animal would.

Time and again his hairy pelvis thrust against her pushing her forward, this despite her head against the earth and his hold upon her. With each almost frantic bucking of his loins his swaying almost iron hard organ slithered against her thighs, her pussy, her anus.  A wail of noooo burst from her chest as she realized to late what his intension were.

She tried to pull away, but his forearms gripped her as tight as her husbands hands ever had. In desperation she began to buck and twist in an effort to escape from beneath him as again and again his hairy pelvis beat against her. His spongy yet unbelievably hard thing poked continually against her slit, her butt cheeks, her thighs, though not always in that order. Each touch, each prod of his organ was like a match held to her flesh. But instead of pain there was...........

His hot panting breath on the back of her neck. His slobber, dripping from open jowls onto her burning flesh was like water dropped onto a hot skillet. Continuous weak whimpers of noooo tumbled from her lips as her mind filled with pictures of what she must look like, with what she would look like if he did manage to enter her.

Even as the picture of her beneath him, her heart shaped buttocks pointing heavenward and open to his attack filled her brain the beast accomplished that which he was endeavoring. As the beast hard organ drove into her instinctively and without thought together with pushing back against him her back arched and her head flew up and back. A garbled animal like growl welled from deep in her heaving chest shatter the silence of the glen.

In one quick motion more cock then her husband ever dreamed of possessing pushed into her. To her shame her pussy flared open to accommodate him as he bored into her and then it closed about him like a glove covered fist. A shudder ran up her spine slamming into the base of her skull and another long garbled wail burst from her lips as after almost withdrawing he again thrust into her.

With a pace that only an animal can set he began driving into her. Each thrust so powerful and deep that the wind was forcefully pushed from her lungs. Her shallow gasping breaths blended with then were drowned by the wolfs rapid labored breathing. His muzzle borrowing into her hair, his lolling tongue trailing over her neck and shoulder more intimate and personal then any lovers.

Slowly at first then faster her loins undulated and pushed back to meet his jackhammer like thrust. With each deep thrust she could feel his long, thick pointed organ beating against her womb as rapidly and forcefully as an angry fist on a door.

He's breeding me! The magnificent beautiful beast is breeding me just as he did his bitch her mind slobbered as incoherent gibberish spilled from her lips. She tried to tell him to fuck her, to stick his long thick doggy dick into her and breed her just as he had his bitch. But all that came from her lips were repeated gasping ugh's and pleasurable moans.

As if reading her mind the savage beast short jerking thrust grew ever faster. His cock swelled, seemed to grow to twice its normal size. What felt to her like a tennis ball slammed repeatedly against her cuntial lips before slowly inexorably they opened to admit this newest invasion. Pain such as she had only known when her virginity had been taken slammed into her brain like a run away freight train. Her mouth opened to scream but other then a long drawn out pitiful gurgling she made no other sound.

Her head dropped back to the soft green earth, her cheek rubbing over the grass as, no longer impeded by his knot, the tip followed by at least two inches of his cock entered her womb. An instant later with the force of a water hose being turned on the savage animal flooded her womb and cervix with his watery scalding hot spunk.

The sensory receptors in her brain began to trip like overloaded circuit breakers at a power station and for a moment she lost consciousness. How long she was out she had no way of knowing. It could have been as little as a minute or as long as an hour but when she came to the magnificent animal was again driving into her just as rapidly and forcefully as before he had filled her womb with his seed.

In answer to his administrations her slight body writhed and convulsed in orgasmic pleasure. Though she could not hope to meet his powerful rapid thrust she did push forcefully back at him glorying in his masterful use of her. For the first time in a long time she found her voice. In between gasp of pleasure and arousal she pleaded with him, begged him, implored him to breed her, to make her his bitch.

When next he filled her womb promises to give him cubs, to give him a litter that he could be proud of were screamed at the heavens. Her insides felt as if aflame as his hot doggy spunk flowed into her in a seemingly endless stream. She felt her belly swelling from the force and volume of his ejaculation and she didn't care. She was his bitch and he was breeding her and somehow through her grunts, ugh's and gasping ohm's she managed to plead he never stop. That he continue to breed her, that he continue to fill her with his scalding hot spunk till either her belly burst or she was impregnated.

The beast, naturally oblivious to that which she desired tried to dismount. His knot, though having shrunk down to the size of a cue ball, continued to keep him tied to her despite his efforts. But it wasn't just his knot which kept them tied, it was the tightness with which the strange female continued to grip him despite his having seeded her twice. In frustration he did as he would do with his packs alpha bitch when she didn't release him. His hind claws raked the strange bitch's bent legs while at the same time he nipped at her mane and shoulder.

Still she refused to let him go. From somewhere deep in his canine brain the thought that this bitch would gain undying loyalty of the three remaining young males of his pack if he were to give her to them flickered. With her as their breed bitch they would not attempt to usurp him, would not attempt to breed his alpha female thus weakening the packs offspring.

Yet there was something about her that tugged at him. Something that made him think that she would be a good and obedient alpha bitch. Unable to think like a human, or even a family pet that had been taught to fuck its human mistress he never the less reasoned that she was not strong enough to fight and win position of alpha female.

But it wasn't just his instinct as to the strange females strength and ability to be the packs alpha female that turned his thought process back to his initial way of thinking. It was the hazy image of hairless and weak offspring who unable to run and hunt as the others of his pack were instead dependent upon them. With a savage coughing growl he closed his slavering maw on the back of the strange bitches neck.

As he began pounding into her for the third time her whimpers and gasp drove him to heights that his alpha bitch never had. As if more to punish then with the intent of breeding her he drove into her tightly gripping hot cunt with a savagery and intensity that only an animal is capable of. Releasing the strange bitches neck he raised his head and howled out his release as with an intensity that he had never known his cock exploded.

Like a fire hose that had been turned from a spray to a solid stream spunk flowed from his cock in a seemingly never ending flood. What little of the bitches womb that hadn't already been coated with his hot watery spunk was inundated. Only a second after the alpha male had howled out his release and even as her belly swelled to that of a woman three months pregnant Natalie's head rose from the ground. Her coughing grunts and incoherent gibbers of pleasure joining that of the beast riding her.

Like a duet of wolfs their labored breaths, their rasping coughs, became as one as Natalie with body trembling and writhing like that of a person having an epithetic fit finally collapsed beneath the wolf. Only the fact that her knees had been beneath her as the beautiful silver tip had used her kept her pert firm buttocks at an opportune angle as she again sunk into oblivion.  

With his knot down to the size of a soda can he had little trouble with finally pulling from her. Without his knot acting as a plug hot thin wolf spunk flowed from her well used cunt like water from a bursting dam. When next she became aware it was to him lapping her swollen leaking slit. As his thick long tongue licked and probed her well used pussy she pushed back against his muzzle repeatedly and softly hissing yes, oh God yes, lick your bitches nasty doggy loving cunt, lick me.

All to soon though his tongue left her. She started to push herself upright and turn to face him, to throw her arms about his neck but a low ominous growl followed by hairy forelegs again gripping her waist stopped her. Even as her brain giggled my God he's going to use me a fourth time a small part of her sex crazed brain registered the fact that there was something not quite as it was before.

There was more eagerness, more urgency. It was as if he were trying to climb atop her as with legs kicking and hairy loins pounding against her he tried to enter her for an unbelievable fourth time. A garbled choked hiss of yes oh God yesssss fuck your bitch, fuck me spilled from her lips as his shaft bored into her with the rapidity and power of a jackhammer. All she could do was push backwards as he danced around behind her as if his tail were on fire.

In an effort to escape his claws from raking her calfs and thighs in his eagerness she splayed her legs wider thus lowering her body to better accommodate him. His knot, not as large as before, slapped against her leaking puffed lips. As if with a mind of their own her lips flared welcoming, encouraging him to sink into the furtherest depths of her being. There was no pain, only bliss as his hairy loins beat against her upthrust buttocks in a tattoo. Explosions of light blotted out the trees, the sky, the beautiful silver tip whose belly her head was against......  

An ever so faint whisper wormed through her mind numbing orgasm. Her beautiful savage beast was before her. Her face was inches from his flaccid cock and she was again being breed. How was that possible? But even as she asked the question a high pitched voice giggled one of the other wolfs. Your being breed by another wolf. Lifting her head slightly she inched forward before together with another orgasm flashing through her numbed brain like a comet she pressed her face into the silver tips belly.

She could feel his slimy flaccid cock against her cheek, could feel the animal behind her franticly kicking and twisting in an effort to pull from her. But none of it mattered as another explosion tore through the mush once called her brain. Wiggling her buttocks as encouragement for the wolf to again take her, to add even more animal spunk to that which was already in her womb calmed the beast down.

Again he mounted her, his forelegs locking about her waist in a death like grip. His knot already embedded in her gave him free reign and from the depth and intensity of his thrust it was as if he had never thought of dismounting her. To the accompaniment of howls, his own as well as the others he began to thrust eagerly and rapidly into her once more. She felt his pointy oozing doggy dick butt against her womb, felt his muzzle pushing into, and his teeth nipping at her hair. She felt his lolling slobbering tongue continually move over her shoulders, neck and cheek.

Her slight girlish body quivered and twitched with the perversity of it. Simpering soulful pleas for him to breed her, for him to shoot his hot doggy spunk into her spilled from her trembling lips. What seemed like only minutes later after he again shot into her he easily pulled free of her distended cunt.

A gasping groan of pleasure hissed from her lips as the tongue of the one who had just used her lapped up the spunk that flowed from her like a river. Her eyes fluttered open seeing, focusing on, the silver tips slimy organ. Behind her, the wolf, seeming satisfied with his efforts to clean her moved away. But his absence was only temporary as almost immediately she felt another mount her.

Exultation filled her, pushed civilization from her brain as the animal behind her lunged against her burying his cock into her depths on his first try. She was their bitch, she was the packs bitch and they would use her as often and as freely as they wished. Mixed with her jubilation though was a pang of regret, regret that she would not be used solely by the beautiful silver tip.

Even as the thought rippled through the mush jokingly called her brain the wolf thrusting into her howled as if he'd stepped into a trap. Seconds later his hot watery spunk joined that of the silver tip and the second wolf. Hardly had he flooded her insides with his spunk then he forcefully pulled from her. Only the fact that her cunt had been stretched by the pack leader and the other one kept her from remaining tied and being dragged backwards in the wolfs forcefully pulling from her.

Before the absence of cock thrusting into her could be transmitted to her brain the youngest of the male wolfs clambered atop her. His eagerness and inexperience was evident as he bounced and humped behind her as if he were balls deep even though he had yet to find purchase. Reaching back between her legs she grasped the young wolfs jerking, twitching cock guiding it her spunk filled stretched cunt.

As his cock slammed into her with all the force that only the young can accomplish her eyes dreamingly closed and her mouth opened. As the silver tips slimy limp presence filled the warm moist cavity of her mouth her muffled moan that she was his packs bitch, that he, that they, could use her as often and as many times as they wished went unheard or understood.    

k hair, Bedroom eyes, PERFECT cheerleader body !!!!!!    ( AT  !4  ) !!!!!     Once up too her very inner thigh, MY BODIE QUIVERED !!!  OMG,  Her thigh was as smooth as my fantisey had thought !!!!  Her inner thigh, way up where u could take your thumb & brush the front of her panties was SOOOooooooooooooooooooooooo, soft & smooth,  I NEEDED TO SUCK THAT PART OF HER THIGH !!!!    As I reposistioned myself, The thought of Incest crossed my mind.... Oh  this is SO WRONG !!!  but I couldnt stop ..........I leaned my bodie way up where I spread her legs,& wasted NO TIME in leaning down too suck on that BEAUTIFUL inner thigh !!!!!   SOOOOOO TAN,  SSSSSOOOOOOOO  soft & Smooth !!!!!!!!  MMmmmmmmmm  !!!!!    ( NOTHING HAS EVER COMPARED TOO THIS FEELING !!! )   I couldnt smell her sweet pussy thogh, she really had No smell !!!!  She still was making NO attemed to move in any way,  I kissed the front of her panties, where I thought her button may be hiding, 2 kisses, 3,  alick,   OMG !!!    I"M GETTING AWAY WITH THIS & SHE DONT KNOW !!!!!  Well greed took over, I wanted too see Sis"s little Virgin Flower,  I took,  Off  her shorts, Off with her panties, I dont remember doing that...  but frame by frame as if in slow motion, I DO REMEMBER, looking down as I was laying MY bodie down too hers,, My cock THROBBING  almost too the point where I wasnt sure HOW far I would get befofe I came !!!  Would I even make it in?  DID I WANT TOO?  ( THATS INCEST !!!)    How can u stop a 16 year old boy out of this?  U CANT !!!IT"S RIGHT THER!!!!! IT"S JUST A PUSH AWAY!!!!   Sister? well YEAH, but she has the MOST BEAUTIFUL BODY I haver ever seen!!!  Just slide it in 3 or 4 times & I'll be done anyway!!!  maybe she will never know?    My Throbbing cock gently brushed acrossed her little pupic hair which by the way, was trimmed, She had JUST WHAT I LIKED !!! a little thin strip, people call a hilter!? I was 99% of the way too an orgasn at this point, my body shaking, but still I couldnt stop !!!  I moved my hips so as I could aline myself up with her opoening,   and gave my first movement fwd, ooooowww , it hit right on target, the tip was already in & all I would have too do is    lower myself down into my sister....  Too be continued -  ( Frame by frame - ) 

out.

The next day I showed film of all of us in the heat of sex to Ms. Williams and Mr. Lane. Then I fucked him like crazy making him cum three times and eating Ms. Williams all I liked which was a lot. As we dressed and I left I turned, Mr. Lane." I said. "Yes Dearest Tess." he said. "No fucking the wife until I say so, understand?" "But we.."he began. "If I find that you do I have copies of the film. "Okay he said." And I told him I would be back every day to drain him to make sure he did not touch his wife.

Well, right about ovulation time I came to see Mrs. Lane. "What are you doing here?!" she demanded. She did not know I had two black friends from the near by college coming over later. "Well, just coming to relieve that sexual tensions that has to be building up." I said. "Yes, my husband told me what you have been doing, you really are a little bitch." she said. "Good, then he also told you of the films I guess." I said. "Now go undress." She walked to the bed room and I heard her take off her clothes and then James and Ronald drove up. They came up the walk and I let them in and kissed them and told them to undress. They did and I did also and their huge cocks were standing up. I went to the bedroom and told Mrs. Lane to lay on the bed and began tying her arms and legs apart with silk scarves. "What are yuo doing?" she said panicing..."Well, Mrs. Lane, you said you wanted to have a baby Hun, and, well, I decided to help arrange it." I began eating her pussy and soon had her wet and then got up, "James, Ronald, come and get it guys." I said and she began crying when she saw the two well hung black guys come into the room.

"Oh No, PLease, no, I can't have sex with them, I have never been with anyone but my husband, Oh please, I might get pregnant..I might..." she stopped when she saw the smile on my face. "Oh please, Tess, please no, I will do anything but please no." James, you first" I sad and guided him into her pussy making her cry out. "Be gentle dear, this white lady has never had real cock before." and we all laughed. He slipped into her and his skin was against her and she began crying. "Oh please no, Tess no, don't do this please." she kept crying over and over again. He pushed deeper into her tight pussy and she cried out as he streached her. "Oh Tess, it hurts, oh please make him stop, oh please no.." she was crying just as James rammed her hard and filled her with his cock. Her mouth was open but no sound came out as he began pumping her first slow then faster. After a while he humped her deep and sayed in her and grunted as he filled her pussy with his cum. "Oh yeh Baby, gotta be a little black baby in that load." he laughed. "Ronald, bring in the big meat" I said and she saw his cock that was bigger get to her pussy and I guided it in. "Oh please, Tess, let me clean out, please." she begged me. "No, you are going to get knocked up Mrs. Lane, that is al there is to it." I said and kissed her. Ronald, do her nice and deep and long, take you time Baby." I said kissing him.

He slowly slipped in and out of her pussy and she did not ever seem to enjoy it at all. She cried all the time and he kept on pumping in and out. Finally he sped up and filled her pussy with hot cum. "Oh please, Tess, let me go clean out, please, I can't get pregnant, not like this, please no." she begged me. "My Dear Mrs. Lane, you are not going to clean out, you are going to have your legs up and that sweet little ass of yours in the air so that as much cum as possible will swim up in there and find that little white egg." I sad and the guys sat back resting. "Oh, and by the way, Mr. Lane is staying over at the Williams tonight, so he will not be here to interupt the night I have planned for you." I said and she began crying again. Jay and Trey got there about midnight and came in, James and Ronald left and they took their places fucking Mrs. Lane. At times she had so much cum plopping out of her pussy that, to get the guys hot, I ate her cunt and licked it out of the overflow but they kept filling her up over and over again. For 3 days and nights I stayed, opening the door for guys to join us and others to leave. After I was certain her cycle had peeked I left her crying and numb on the bed that was soaked in cum and walked two guys out. I went back in and she was so weak she could not walk to the bathroom to clean herself out. Mr. Lane had called during the time and I had told him all was well.

The day came again and I went to school again and directly to his office, "Remember, no cock for the Mrs." and kissed him and left. He left early and the next day would not speak to me and for a week could not even get a hard cock until I really played with him. Sure enough when it came time for her period Mrs. Lane was late. The Lane's were going to play it up and she was going to go away for a while to her mother's home but I spread the rumor that she had gotten knocked up fucking black guys and was ashamed she had gotten caught. Well, In Alabama that pretty much ends your career as a Principal even if it is a rumor. They both left soon after it was out that she was pregnant. Mr. and Ms. Williams continued to enjoy playing and even came over to meet my aunt and uncle. I found later tha the baby had been put up for adoption up north where they had moved. BUt she never sould have refused to do as I asked her.

loe

Tess

was nude.

 

Sometimes I thought she knew I was spying on her because it seemed like she was putting on a show for me, but she never ever acted like she knew. Well maybe it was wishful thinking. You can’t imagine how it felt to watch her strip naked at night, crawl into bed and leave the lamp on by her bed. She would rub herself for what seemed like hours sometimes and I would sit there in my closet and watch her rub herself into a violent orgasm. I would masturbate until I would shoot my load into a towel and then I would go to bed and dream what it would feel like to touch her moist pussy and kiss her 36 B tits. Yes I knew what size they were. I had looked in the dirty clothes hamper, smelling her soiled panties, looking at her bra and day dreaming about her.

 

But now she is gone and all I have is my memory and a pair of her panties that I took before she left and hid under my bed so I could lay in the bed at night sniffing and masturbating on them. Now I am seventeen and I have been on a few dates, but not by choice. I’m still a virgin. I’ve tried to make it with a girl but I am so shy I don’t know what to do when I’m with a girl. I am so dumfounded all I can think about is my sister. 

 

I’m in my senior year in high school and in a month I’ll be going to my senior prom. I really don’t want to go, but my mom insists that I go. Oh I should tell you about my mom. She is a wonderful person. She is the most understanding person I know. Since she divorced my father she has spent most of her time on her job. After my father left. My mom had to go to work. What little my father sent was hardly enough for us to live on. She got a job at a law firm answering the phones and she has worked her way up to personal assistant for the senior partner in the firm. The job pays a lot, but she has to work a lot of overtime so I have become the man of the house.

 

I’m not ashamed a to tell you I have become quite a good cook. Ok I’ll tell you I’m a good housekeeper so now you know. I’m not ashamed of it. My mom works hard and she deserves all the help I can give her. After all she has raised me by herself for almost four years now. I should tell you what my mom looks like. She is about five foot five and I’ll guess about one hundred twenty five pounds. She has light brown shoulder length hair. She has a wonderful figure and not an ounce of fat on her body; at least what I have seen.

 

On the weekends she dresses sometimes in shorts and a halter-top. She has a nice set of tits that don’t appear to sag at all under her tube tops with nipples about the size of the tip of my little finger. She also has a real nicely shaped sack, but I’ve never seen her naked and I haven’t even thought about it since she is my mom. Ok maybe a few late night wet dreams.

 

Well I went to my senior prom and it went over like a lead balloon. The girl I asked to the prom was in my second period algebra class. I thought she was the one that was going to take my virginity, but as luck would have it she started her monthly about halfway through the prom and she wanted to go home early. So I took her home. I couldn’t decide what to do with the hotel room I had already paid for so I decided to just go home and call it a night.

 

When I got home my mom was still up and sitting on the couch reading a book. She was dressed in a silk robe that showed a lot of thigh and even more cleavage, which I might add, didn’t help the feeling I had deep inside the pit of my stomach. I must have surprised her when I came in as she jumped when I walked in.

 

She asked, “What are you doing home so early? I really didn’t expect you home till sometime in the morning.”

 

“My date got sick and I took her home early,” I said.

 

She didn’t say anything, but she could see the disappointment in my eyes. “Would you want me to make you some hot chocolate?”

 

“Sure, mom that would be nice,” I replied.

 

What I really wanted was a rum and coke. When she returned she had two rum and cokes and she handed me one saying, “I hope it’s the way you like and before you say anything I know you’ve been sneaking a drink or two out of the bar for quiet some time.”

 

So I took the drink and smiled at her taking a drink. After two drinks my mom decided she was tired and was going to bed. She leaned over and gave me a kiss on the cheek. As she leaned over her robe came open a little more than usual and I saw her tits up close and personal. I reached around her and pulled her close and told her I loved her. She hugged me tight and with my head buried between her breasts I thought of her for the first time in a sexual way.

 

I held her for as long as she would stand there. She finally pulled herself from my grip and she stood up and looked at me in a very curious way. Then she started smiling and went to bed. I finished my drink and went to bed. also. I was tired and thought I would go to sleep as soon as my head hit the pillow, but that didn’t happen. I started thinking about my mom and the sight and feel of her breasts and almost instantly I got a raging hard on. 

 

I reached under my bed and got a bottle of lotion I kept under there for just that reason. I must have started making a lot of noise because all of the sudden the door opened and there was my mom standing there asking me if I was alright. She said I was calling her name and then both of us at the same time noticed I was laying there holding my nine inch cock in my hand. I jerked the covers over me and told her I was alright. She closed the door and went back to bed. Now I’m trying to figure out how in the hell I’m going to explain this.

 

The next morning I could hear my mom in the kitchen. It sounded like she was washing dishes or something. I just lay there.  I was not looking forward to facing her this morning. I thought about staying in my room until Monday morning when my mom left for work. All of the sudden there was a knock on my door and my mom said through the door that breakfast was ready. I told her ok. I thought to myself, ‘Now she decides to knock on the door.’

 

I got up, dressed and swallowing my pride I went into the kitchen to face my mom. She was standing by the sink so I sat down. “Good morning mom.”

 

Turning around she smiled and said, “Good morning son.” She sat down and we began to eat. Luckily for me she didn’t say anything about last night, so possibly she didn’t see anything. I was so relieved.

 

Saturday went by as usual. Mom went out and worked in the flower beds and I mowed the lawn and washed her car. Then I told her I was going to take a shower and then go play tennis if she didn’t have anything else for me to do.

 

“No sweetie, have a good time.”

 

I showered and got ready to leave. As I was walking down the drive to get into my car she asked me if I had plans for tonight or would I be home for supper. I told her I didn’t have any plans and I would be home early. She said she would fix me a good supper.

 

I played a couple of sets of tennis with a couple friends from school. Then we went to the refreshment stand to get something to drink and just hung out for a while. But when they started talking about how they scored with all these different girls I figured it was time for me to leave. I didn’t have anything to offer into this conversation and I couldn’t lie about it. I didn’t know what to say that would sound like I knew what I was talking about.

 

When I got home my mom was still in the kitchen. “Run up and take a shower and we can eat when you’re done,” she called out to me.

 

When I came back down and went into the dining room the table was set and mom had cooked a great looking meal. “Wow mom, it looks great. I’m about starving,” I laughed.

 

We ate about half our meal in silence and then finally mom spoke up, “We need to talk.”

 

I liked to have choked when she said that. “Ok,” I said, “about what?”....as if I didn’t already have a good idea what was coming next.

 

She said, “It’s about last night. Don’t worry I’m not mad. I just think we need to get something out in the open. I saw you masturbation the other night and I’m sorry I just walked in on you. I should have knocked, but to tell you the truth I masturbate myself and if anyone says they don’t they are probably lying. It’s a natural thing to do so don’t feel bad. I admit sometimes I think about you. Sometimes at night by myself you remind me so much of your dad in so many ways. But when I got a good look at the size of your cock it looked a whole lot larger than your dad’s.”

 

I sat there in total shock and didn’t no what to say and I’m not sure any words would have come out of my mouth if I knew what to say. My mom called my name several times and when I finally heard her she asked, “Are you in shock? You are old enough to talk to me like this don’t you think?”

 

“Yeah I do need someone to talk to with dad being gone, but I have a hard time talking to you looking you in the eyes like this mom.”

Mom said, “I have felt the bugle in your jeans when you hug me and I’ve seen your solider standing at attention under your shorts several times when we are watching TV. I see you look at me when you think I’m not looking and I have to admit it gets me wet just thinking that I can do that to you. So now that we have had this talk do you feel better?”

 

“Yes mom, I’m glad I don’t have to hide my feelings toward you..Do you think I’m weird or something is wrong with me to feel this way about you?”

 

“Of course not,” she said, “I‘m sure there are plenty of young men and moms who feel the same way about each other even though it is incest to react towards these feelings. But just feeling and having thoughts like this can’t hurt I don’t think. I know I’m going to continue having my thoughts are you?”

 

I could feel my face turn about three shades of red and I was having a hard time trying to think of what to say. Finally I said, “Mom I’m glad we had this talk. I can’t stop feeling this way and to be honest with you I really need to go take a cold shower because I am so turned on I think I’m going to bust.”

 

“Ok son, but never feel like you can’t talk to me about anything. I’ll always be here to talk to you. Ok go take your shower and I’ll to wash clothes so you’ll have plenty of water to take care of your problem,”she said giggling.

 

I walked bent over a little so as not to show my raging hard on. I got in the shower and was thinking about the ‘talk’ I just had with my mom and could not believe my cock was as hard as it was. I swear it looked bigger than usual. So I turned on the water, got the soap and started stroking my cock. I had my eyes closed and was thinking of my mom, wondering what she looked liked naked, how soft her breasts were and how the aroma of her pussy juices would smell. I was deep into thought and I didn’t notice that the shower curtain was open and my mom was standing there nude.

 

She said, “I hope you don’t mind, but I felt like I needed a shower to. Can I join you?”

 

So where in the hell am I’m going hide in a shower?  I looked at my mom and my god she was beautiful. She looked like a goddess. I was still holding my cock in my hand and she reached down and said, “Let me help you with that,” and she put her hand on my cock.

 

She couldn’t wrap her hand all the way around it and she said, “You are quite a bit bigger than your dad. As a matter of fact, I’ve never seen one this big.”

 

She looked up into my eyes and said, “I think we have crossed the line and there is no turning back now.”

 

She kissed me on the lips and then she stuck her tongue in my mouth and really kissed me like I’ve never been kissed before. My dream was finally coming together as I hoped it would. I’m standing in the shower with my mom and she is stroking my cock, but I can’t get up enough courage to reach out and touch my mom’s beautiful body. My mom was so busy with my cock she didn’t even notice I was just standing there. Then with very little warning I started shooting my load and my mom put her mouth around my cock and sucked me dry.

When she stood up she said I think we should finish taking our shower and go to my room and let me teach you a few things. We dried off and went to my mom’s room and she dropped her towel and patted the bed beside her and I got in the bed with her.

 

She said, “I know why you didn’t even touch me in the shower. It’s because you don’t know how to treat a woman but now we are going to have a lesson in the art of foreplay. Now give me your hand and let me guide you. Do as I say and we will have a night we will never forget. Your dad got my cherry and now I’m going get your cherry.”

 

She reached down and taking my hand laid it on her breast and slowly started rubbing her tit with my hand. She told me to take her nipple in between my two fingers gently rub it between my fingers. She told me to put my mouth on her other nipple and to start sucking on it and to roll it around in my mouth with my tongue.

 

My mom started moaning and quivering and she said, “Oh god baby you’re going to make me cum.”

 

She grabbed my already rock hard cock and started stroking as fast as she could saying, “I want us to cum together!”

 

I started shooting my load and my mom was moving around so fast and moaning so loud I lost the grip I had on her breast. She arched her back and screamed. Then she just went limp on the bed and she said that was the first time in a long time that she came like that. She put her arms around me and held me saying, “I know what we are doing is wrong but I love you so much I can’t help myself.”

 

I hugged her real tight and said, “I love you to mom so much and I don’t care how wrong it is because it feels so right.”

 

We lay there for a while just holding each other and then she took hold of my hand and starting rubbing her breasts and then slowly down her stomach. I started to feel her pubic hair and she had a real thick bush. I had only seen one other pussy before and that was my sister’s and it was bald. I guess I thought that all women shaved their pussies.

 

She moved my hand down to her pussy lips and it was so wet from when she had that massive orgasm. She took her hand away from my hand and said, “I’ll show you what to do.”

 

She took her hand and spread her lips and inserted her finger in her pussy and started go in and out. She would make a circle motion and she said do you see this at the top of my pussy? I looked at where she was pointing and it looked like a small head of a cock. She said that is my clitoris I want you to take your middle finger and stick it all the way in me and curl upwards and you will find my g-spot and then take your thumb and put it on my clitoris and start finger fucking me.

 

I did as I was told and she went wild. I could barely keep up with her. She reached for my rock hard cock and started to stroke me and before I could tell her that I was going to cum it was over. She just screamed and started to licking my hot cum off her hand. Then she started to cum a hot sticky liquid in seemed like bucketfuls and then she just went limp and smiled.

I held my mom for a couple of minutes and I started to rub her pussy again and she opened her legs and arched her back. I started kissing her stomach and then down to her inner thigh I could smell the sweet musk from her pussy. I wanted to taste it so I started kissing and licking her pussy and she went wild again. I didn’t want to stop but all the pubic hair was more than I could stand. She asked me what was the matter I told her I wanted to fuck her. I didn’t want to tell her about the hair. I got on top of her and stuck my dick in her and started pumping in and out real fast. She grabbed my hips and told me to slow down. I wasn’t going to get all of it so slow down and enjoy it. We fucked a few minutes and I started cumming and when I finished I started to roll off and she held me and said lay still she wanted to feel me inside her.

 

We lay there for a few minutes and then she said, “Let’s take a shower.”

 

We got in the shower and started to wash each other. She said, “I have to ask you something and I want you to tell me the truth. When you were eating my pussy you didn’t act like you liked it. Was there something wrong?”

 

”Well mom, I liked it but the hair was getting in my mouth and I didn’t like that. I did; however, like eating your pussy.”

 

“Ok honey, I’m glad you were honest with me. I was afraid there was something wrong with me.”

 

We finished showering, got out and dried off. I went to my room and slipped on my boxers. My mom called me and said, “Come here honey.”

 

 

I went to her room and she was laying on the bed on a towel and beside her was a pair of scissors a razor and some shaving cream...

 

More to come if you would like. Let me know .    

  

 

 

                       

her first orgasm. David nearly passed out when he finally came, it was harder than he’d ever imagined possible.   Even now he could hardly resist the temptation to feel his semen seeping out of Kaci’s perfect little pussy with his fingers.  David had gone on like this for hours as she slept, wrestling with his desire to fuck his daughter yet again tempered by his guilt and worry about what he’d done to his angel.
 

            He had to get Kaci to her own bed at the very least.   Extricating himself from his daughter’s arms, he picked her naked form up and carried her to room.   He laid her gently on her princess bed, her golden red hair spilling effortlessly over the pink pillows.  David stood there a moment, taking her in as the first sunlight peeked through the window.   Her skin was so perfect and fine along the straight contours of her body.   Her nipples, like rosebuds waiting to bloom, slightly hard from the coolness of the morning air.   His eyes moved lower to the hint of baby fat in her pussy lips and small wisp of angel hair.    Kaci stirred, shifting to her side and drawing her legs up into a fetal position as her thumb found her mouth.   She suckled it.  Mesmerized, David ‘s cock stirred with her.  “God no,” he thought, “please have mercy.”

 

            His eyes moved down her body, taking in her perfect little bottom.   The way her knees were drawn up he could glimpse just a hint of her little pussy.  It was then he saw the blood, evidence of his cock’s foray into her virgin chasm.  Panicked he went to the bath and wet a washcloth.   Sitting on the bed next to his sleeping child, David lightly began to wash her, his fingers gently separating her delicate nether lips as he cleaned away the remnants of her childhood and with it, traces of the seed that made her.   

 

            “Daddy?”  Kaci breathed sleepily as she felt her father’s hand on her hips and his ministrations to her pussy.   She turned to look at her daddy and smiled, “Are we going to slide again?’

 

            Her words teased David’s resolve and he shuddered lightly.   “No angel.  Sit up here and look at me, princess,”  he said gently, his voice wavering as her eyes found his.   “You know I love you more than anything in the world, baby.   But we can’t ever do that again, kitty and it’s gotta be our secret.”

 

            Kaci looked deep into her father’s eyes curiously.   “You mean ‘cuz Mommy won’t like it?”  she pouted, her lower lip looking eminently kissable.  David nodded, not having the heart to admit what they shared was wrong or what devastating consequences it might have should it be known beyond the two of them.

 

            Kaci was angry.  When she drifted off to sleep in her father’s arms, she’d never felt closer to him. He had been inside her and somehow that meant he was hers and no one else’s.   Now it seemed he was so far away.   She wanted him back.  Looking at him, her eyes pleading, Kaci wrapped her fingers around her father’s semi hard cock, stroking it gently.   David moaned involuntarily.  He had to stop this.

 

            “Kaci, angel, no,” he said as his hand pulled hers away from his now rock hard and rebellious cock as he willed his mind over the incestuous lust that had temporarily taken him last night.

 

            Kaci, however, was not to be so easily dissuaded.  Her young sex had been awakened and she wanted her Daddy.   Her eyes were determined as she  rose up on her knees to kiss him.  Her lips softly touched his and she began to shower him with the littlest, pleading baby kisses.   “Please Daddy,” she said in the softest voice.

 

            As her arms went around his neck, David felt himself being carried away.  He instinctively pulled her to him.   Kaci’s small hard nipples pressed into his warm chest as his hands caressed the small of her back and rounded buttocks.  His fingers found their way to touch her tiny little pucker and then lower to feel the wetness growing between her legs.  Kaci’s scent grew stronger as her body heat rose.  The sweet smell was intoxicating.   David knew he had to taste her.   He’d die if he didn’t.

 

            “Lie back angel”  he instructed gently as he positioned himself between her small legs.   Kaci looked down at her daddy as his face neared her pussy.  David’s fingers opened her as his tongue found her clit.   God her taste was so sweet and delicate.  His tongue circled her and flicked at her button.  He was amazed at how responsive Kaci had become.   Her small hips were soon rising to meet his probing tongue as he dipped it inside her and then back to her little clit.

 

            Kaci moaned as her hands found their way through her father’s hair.  His tongue felt even better than sliding.  Instinctively she began to push her cunny into his face, wanting more as she felt the little rushes of pleasure run through her body.  Her lithe young body squirming under the ministrations of her daddy’s tongue the closer her orgasm neared.

 

            David held Kaci’s hips tightly as he drove her over the edge, vaguely aware of her calling out as he lapped up the juices that were spilling from her.  God she tasted like heaven!  He was intoxicated.  Even as he felt her body shudder and relax, he knew he’d need more.

 

            “Daddy,”  Kaci breathed as her father nestled his body beside her, holding her close, “I love you.”   Her words seemed to have the opposite effect that she intended on her father as David’s guilt began to crest again.  Looking in his eyes, she knew he was changing again.  But nothing is more resolute than a possessive child.    Remembering his instructions from the night before, Kaci set her mind on her daddy’s penis.   If he could lick her, she could lick him!

 

            David released her from his arms when Kaci pulled away thinking she was going to go to the bathroom.  Racked with guilt, his cock had subsided.   He rolled on to his back eyes searching for answers in the canopy of his daughter’s bed.   It was then he felt her small hand touch his cock and then her tongue touch its head and begin to lap at it.

 

            “Oh God, angel, no,”  David protested as he felt the blood rush into his member yet again.   “Princess, ugh”   In seconds, he was helpless.  The sheer erotic nature of having his daughter hold his cock and touch her baby lips vanquished guilt and reason in one instantaneous blow.

 

            Kaci was thrilled with when she saw her daddy’s penis swell.   It meant he felt good.  Remembering how she played with his leaking tip the night before, she concentrated her efforts on his smooth helmet.   Her pink tongue swirling over its head, exploring, eliciting a gasp from her father as it pressed inside his cum slit.

 

            “Oh yes kitty, lick Daddy like a candy cane,”  David instructed, his voice shaking as he felt his balls get heavy.   Kaci was nothing if not a fast learner.  David watched as she sucked his cock into her small mouth.   The sight of it nearly made him cum, but he held back wanting to prolong his pleasure.  Then,  just as he expected after years of telling her not to smack her lips when eating candy, she pulled her mouth off of him with a loud smack.    As a little precum leaked down the underside of his helmet, she used the flat of her tongue to lick the salty liquid away.

 

            “Still salty Daddy,”  she purred, loving the new power she had over her Daddy.  She could make him do what she wanted.  As she kneeled up between his legs, her own needs were growing.   Kaci moved her hand down and began to rub herself.  Her fingers moving against her clit, swollen and tingling.

 

            David watched Kaci’s face, amazed.  In her first hours of womanhood, his daughter’s sexuality blew him away.  Masturbating herself for him, her eyes half closed, the memories of how beautiful she looked as he took her virginity the night before raced through his mind.   His cock was straining.   God he had to have her again.

 

            “Angel, you know Daddy loves you so much,”  he rasped, doing very little to disguise the urgency in his voice.   “Let Daddy teach you how to feel even better, baby.”    Clearly he was going to hell, he knew that.   But he wanted this more than life itself at the moment.   David reached out and pulled his daughter up, having her stand with her legs on either side of his hips.  She looked at him expectantly, her fingers wet with her own cum.

 

            “It’ll be like riding a horsy, baby.   We’re going to slide Daddy’s penis up inside you again, okay?”  David managed a soothing instructive tone as he helped Kaci lower herself towards his cock.

 

            “Okay Daddy.”  Kaci smiled sexily, as she lowered herself towards her father’s rigid cock.   David held his cock in one hand while guiding her hips with the other.   As soon as she was close enough, he ran the tip through the length of her wet slit, causing her to shudder.   A little soft moan.

 

            “Ready, princess?”  David asked as he held the tip at her tight young pussy,  “You take as much as you want, angel, and Daddy will make you cum like a big girl.”

 

            For the second time, Kaci felt her father’s cock inside her.  Taking him slowly, this time there was no pain, just a somewhat pleasurable feeling of being stretched.  As she grew accustomed to his size inside her, she found herself wanting more and allowed him deeper.   The slowness with which she took him in, drove David mad.   He needed to fuck her, but it was so good he wanted to make it last.   He held her hips and encouraged her, “That’s good angel, just a little deeper.”

 

            “Is it all inside Daddy?”  Kaci asked looking in his eyes for approval. “Can I slide on it now?”

 

            David moaned his assent. Kaci was squatting over his cock as she began to move up and down on him.   He looked at her face, eyes closed, her teeth pressing into her pouty lower lip so seductively as her pace began to quicken.  God she was so wet.  Her tight little cunt gripping him as she fucked herself with his cock.   He watched in awe as her tight lips took him and left his cock wet with her baby juices.    He needed more.

 

            Kaci’s own needs were growing.  She instinctively drove herself to move faster and faster on her father’s cock, riding him harder.  She felt the electric pulses beginning to go off inside her as her hands found her little clit and began to rub.  Suddenly, all she could think of was how good she needed to feel.  

 

            David couldn’t hold back when he saw her.    As soon as Kaci began to finger herself, his hips began to buck, meeting her motions with animalistic vigor.  Kaci gasped as she felt his cock thrust up inside her even deeper.  The little squeaks and moans she was making drove him insane.   And then it happened, Kaci’s cunt clenched his cock hard as the first wave of her orgasm overtook her.  David grabbed her hips and thrust deep, his head hitting her cervix, fucking her through it.  God she was so exquisitely tight.   He could feel the cum rising in his cock until her spasms finally milked him over the edge.  It felt like had seen the white light of heaven as he exploded, unloading countless mini thrusts of cum into his baby’s pussy.

 

            Kaci was the first to speak as she lay on her father’s chest, her body spent holding him inside her.  David breathing slow and steady, as he enjoyed the little aftershocks of her pussy sporadically contracting on his cock.    “I love you so much Daddy,” she breathed,  “I want it always to be like this.”

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I was surronded by all guys.  And they were all pretty good looking except one who I thought was totally ugly.  Soon the training class started and about four hours into it, it was lunch time.  I went out to my car and ate the lunch I packed myself, as I didn't know where the break room was.  When I was done I walked to the side of the building and sat down on the bench for a smoke. 

A guy came over and asked me if he could sit with me and I told him, "go ahead"  He was a tall kind of skinny guy, and very handsom.  He had dark hair and eyes.  He sat down and we started to talk.  His name is Eric. I knew he was in my training class.  We became fast friends.  We ate lunch everyday together and started seeing eachother outside of work.  I knew that he had a girlfriend, but I really didn't care about that. 

This is about the time that I noticed all the other guys in the training class start to flirt with me.  I enjoyed all the attention and started to date a few of them, and kept my realtionship with Eric, who was taken, I liked him the best.  I really like all the dates and things the guys bought for me and really ejoyed the sex that I got from each of them.  I hadn't gotten a chance to do it with Eric yet. 

One day I was sitting at the house board cause I had the day off.  I sat think about Eric and how I would like him to come over and fuck me.  The more that I started to think about him the horneyer I got.  So I sat on my bed and started to rub my hot pussy.  Then I got into my dresser and pulled out my dildo.  I circled it around my pussy teasing it a little before I incerted it into my love box. I got lost in the moment and started ponding away at my pussy until I climaxed.  I was trying to catch my breath when the door bell rang.  I pulled up my pants and headed down to answer the door. 

It made me happy to see that it was Eric.  Seeing him after just thinking about him made me horneier than ever.  I had to have him.  I told him to come in and have a set.  He did so as we begain to talk about something.  I asked him if he wanted to watch a movie and he said that he did.  I knew witch one too.  It was a sexy little movie that always made me honey.  Everytime I watch it I end up playing with my self.  So I started it up.  Then told him I wanted to go take a quick shower.  I did so, and I put my bath robe on and came back down stairs.  I had nothing on under neath, just my plan to get him to fuck me.  The movie was playing and I could tell he was stirring a little on the couch.  

I looked down at the crotch of his pants and saw a lump that wasn't there before.  I layed my head on his sholder and started to watch the movie.  My robe slipped open a little so my boob was showing and I didn't fix it. 

I saw him look over at my boob and just opened my robe a little more so he could see the whole thing.  Before I knew it he was sucking on my tit.  I just let him, all part of the plan.  Then I felt his hand on my thigh and moving rapidly torward my soaking wet pussy. 

"Are you sure you want to do this?"  I asked.

"From the first time I saw you." he replyed, "it's just the all the guys at work made this bet of who was going to get to sleep with you"

"really?"  I asked "I have fucked all of them but Mike and you"  That was the ugly guy I mentioned before.

"I know, it was such a turn on for me.  I kept thinking about you with those dicks inside of you.  I would go home and  fuck my girlfriend everytime one of them told me about it" 

"All I really wanted was you, I thought about you everytime I got fuck and kept thinking about what your cock looked like."  I told him. "I just got done fucking my self when you got here this evening."

"really? What did you use?"  he asked.

"I'll show you later"

I said unzipping his jeans.  He helped me pull them to the floor and off his legs.  His dick was so hard it was palsing.  I began jacking him off before sticking the hard member into my mouth.  He turned me around to get a good look at my ass and started finger fucking me.  First with two fingers then with three.  Then he started to massage my ass hole and stuck a finger up it.  He was fucking my pussy and ass hard and I was sucking his dick with delight.  After a few minutes I felt my orgasm start.  I pulled his dick out of my mouth and started yelling:

"IIII'MMMM    CCCCUUUMMMIINNGG!!!"   I came all over his hands and fell down.  He rubbed my back and stuck his dick back in my mouth.  He grabed a hand full of hair and started moving my head up and down.  Then he slamed my head all the way down to his balls and unloaded a hugh amount of cum into my mouth.  It was the best thing I ever tasted.  I cleaned his dick up.

"now what?"  I asked.

"what do you want?'" He asked back.

"I want your dick inside of me"  I begged.

Then he turned me over and started to lick my pussy juices.  He lifted my ass off the couch and started licking my pussy and ass.  It was great.  After he got it nice and wet he asked if I had a dildo.  I said yes and went to get it.  I brought it back down and gave it too him.  He placed it into my pussy and moved it in and out.  It was feeling great, but I still needed him to be inside of me.  After a few minute of fucking my with the toy he was hard and ready for action.  He ramed his 10 inch cock all the way inside me. 

he fucked me for a long time.  We were all hot and sweety when we both colapsed from orgasims.  It was the best sex I every had in my life. 

That was the first of many fuckings.  I may share some more soon.  This is a true story.

came older the calls became less frequent and eventually I lost contact.

When I was in my junior year at a nearby university, I received an unexpected call on my cell phone.  The number didn’t look familiar so I simply let it go to voice mail.  Later I checked my messages and was surprised:

“Hello Jenny, this is Mary Dooley.  Would you kindly give me a call.  We are going out of town for a few days and need someone to look after things.”

I thought what the heck, house sitting is easy money and I was always in need of that. I figured it would be good for a hundred bucks.   I immediately hit redial and called.

“Hello”

“Mrs. Dooley, this is Jenny.  It has been a long time since I last spoke with you.” I said.

Her response was, “I am so glad you called.  David and I are going out of town for three days and we were hoping you could kind of keep and eye on Devin.”

I hadn’t even given consideration their son.  I inquired, “Gee, Devin must be old enough to take care of himself.”

“Well he his 16, but I just don’t have all that much trust in him.  He only had his drivers license a few week when he had to go to court for drag racing.  Needless to say he is without wheels.   We just want to make sure he gets off to school and is not out running around at night.  His hormones are raging and we don’t want him having girls at the house. ” was her response.   

“Mrs. Dooley, I really do appreciate you thinking about me, but perhaps you should consider someone else.  Is there a family member that could watch him?”

“Jenny, we have given it a lot of thought and we have the most confidence in you.  David and I trust you. If I have done my math correctly you should now be 21 and a young adult.  We are willing to pay you $200 a day, plus give you money to go out and eat so that you don’t have to cook. Oh, and we will also see that you have gas for your car.  Please Jenny, we need you,” she begged.

Holly crap, I thought.  That is $600.  That is like hitting the lottery  I said to myself.  

“Well I really could use the money for school and I need some new clothes.”

We confirmed the arrangement and went over all the dates, times and details.  I wasn’t excited in the least about Devin, but the money motivating.  

Thursday arrived and as soon as I finished my class that morning I head to the Dooley’s. Mrs. Dooley greeted me.  “Come on in Dear.  My you have grown up and turned out to be a beautiful young lady. Let me show you around.”

As she and her husband left she said, “Devin generally gets home about 2:45.  You have our cell number if you need anything”

I didn’t have much planned and I was not into watching the soaps.   I sat down at the computer in the family room and went online to fight off the boredom.   I am sometimes naughty and check out porn sites.  While surfing, I stumbled across a site that was dedicated to naked guys.  Looking at all those great penises was such a turn on.  So for the next couple of hours I got myself aroused and masturbated several times using my little vibrating toy that I carry in my purse.  

I then noticed it was almost 3:00 and Devin was not home. I started to get a bit worried, but just then he came in the door.  

“Hey girl are you my babysitter?” He blurted. “ I remember you Jenny, but you are really hot now.  Nice tits you have there.”

That comment kind of set me back, but oh my God, that little snot nosed redhead brat had turn into one really good looking hunk.  I am not into young guys, but he was the kind of stud that would have made my panties wet when I was in  high school. Yikes, he was hot!

“Devin you are really handsome Thank you for the compliment, but that comment is a bit forward of you.”

“Yeah maybe but if you and me are going to shack up for the weekend, you’d better get used to it.” He said in a smart ass voice.

“Hey buddy,” I replied.  “I don’t know what your definition of shacking up is, but I have no intentions of getting in the rack with you.”

“Hey Jen, chill out.  You and me are going to hit if off OK.  I like you.  Your one cool chick. ”

We finally broke the ice and got into one conversation after another. I could not get over how good looking he was and wanted to talk just to keep him in view.    When we went out to dinner I could not keep my eyes off him and envisioned myself as out on a date with him.

Other than for one little zit on his forehead he had a great complection.  His hair was a beautiful reddish blonde and his eyes a brilliant green.  He was stone gorgeous.  Damn, why the hell couldn’t he be in his twenties I thought.  

Although he kind of had the bad boy image he was a perfect gentleman. Well all most a gentleman.  He opened the door for me as we exited and when we got to the car he opened that door for me as well.  I was impressed until he patted me on the butt and said, “come on sexy lady lets get the hell out of here.”

“Devin, that is not a very nice thing to say and your little love pat on my rear was really not appropriate,” I scolded him.

“Hey girl get a life.  You’ve got a cute butt.   I know that guys have done more than just tap you on the ass.  Don’t come on to me like a nun,” he said.  

Before I could say anything he blurted out, “how many lucky guys have had your pussy?”

“Devin, for God’s sake, I can’t believe you and it is none of your business,” I retorted.

“OK Mother Teresa, please forgive me,” he smart ass replied.

When we got home Devin did some homework and then played some video game on the television.   I read a few pages in a book and then started texting some friends.   Before I realized  it the clock said 10:15.

“Devin you had better get to bed, you have to get up for school in the morning and so do I.  I am going to go take a shower and get ready for bed,”

Devin replied, “ Yeah, yeah, I never hit the rack before 11:30.  I am going to get on the computer and check my email, Facebook and stuff.”

I proceeded to the guest room.  It was really nice, kind of like a mini suite.  There was a little sitting area with a TV and a private bath.  I closed the door, took my clothes off , grabbed my nighty and headed for the shower.   Catching a glimpse of myself in the mirror, I said to, “Yeah girl you do have a nice ass and the tits aren’t too bad either.”

The warm shower sure felt good and I was in no hurry to get out, but just then the door opened and I could see Devin through the steamy glass shower door.

“Devin get the hell out of here,” I screamed and tried to modestly cover my breasts and pussy.

“Chill out chick.  I was on the computer and guess what porn site was still on?  Plus you left this nifty pink vibrator out.  

Oh my God, I had forgotten all about that.

“Have you got a thing for cocks? Maybe you would like to see a high school cock or try the real thing instead of a vibe”

“Devin you had better cool your jets.  I am sorry that I was not more careful.”

Before I could say much more I saw him drop his shorts to the floor and peel off his shirt. He opened the shower door and stepped in.  Oh my, I could not believe my eyes.  If I thought he looked good before this was heaven.  His cock was standing at attention. It looked so tempting.  It didn’t appear to be much bigger than average, but his red pubic hair certainly accented his manly anatomy.

“Hey Miss Jenny, how do I compare to the guys on the porn site?  Do like it?  How about soaping it up for me”

“Devin stop,” I exclaimed.  “Yes you do look damn great, but this has to stop.  Get out and leave me some privacy.”

“Come on Jen, lets have a little fun.  I need to get my rocks off and I might even be able to do you some good to. Would you like me to go down on you?

The image of having my pussy eaten by this hunk was almost overcoming, but I thought better and said, “Look I am 21 and you are only 16.  We need to stop this now.”

Reverting to his devilish ways he said, “Look at it this way.  If send mom a text message and say that you are looking at porn on the computer, she would probably come home.  She would be so pissed and you wouldn’t get paid.”

The little brat was blackmailing me.  I don’t know if he would have followed through, but just the thought of it was enough to send a chill down my spine. At the same time in my mind I was thinking blackmail would be justification for anything I did.

“You little shit.  You are the same coning and manipulative devil you were nine years ago,” I said with a chuckle.

“Maybe, but back then I wasn’t horny.  Now let me lather you up with the soap,” he said with a boyish grin.


I resolved myself to the fact that it would be more pleasurable if I were not fighting it.  Within moments of him rubbing my tits and pussy all apprehension vanished. My nipples were erect and although my vagina was wet from the shower I am sure I was producing moisture of my own.

I grabbed his stiff cock.  Oh my God, did it ever feel good.  As I gently stroked him he kissed me and ran his tongue im my mouth.  The passion was building and at this point.  As the warm water cleansed our bodies, he continued to kiss me and with one hand he slid his finger in and out of my vagina.   

The pleasurable excitement was too intense and with in moments I bust with spasms of orgasm. Knowing that he had got me off, he broke the lip lock and said. “Hey Jen, did that feel good?”

“More than good.  That was great,” I gleefully replied.

“Let’s get out, dry off and get more comfortable,” he said with a smile.

We dried each other off and without warning he picked me up and carried me to the bed.  This was like something you would read in a romance novel.  I could not believe it was happening.  None of the guys much older than him had ever treated me with such romanticism.   

The casual love affair continued as he laid me down on the fresh white sheets.  The moment was only broken when he said, “Hey Jen should I go get a condom or are you one the pill?”

With that question I immediately knew what my Prince Charming’s intentions were. The thought of which got me aroused.

“I take the pill, but condoms turn me on if you want to use one,” I winked and replied.

Devin then turned the lights out and the room was only illuminated by the glow of the street light out side the window.  He then lowered his athletic body on to mine. The feel of his naked flesh against mine only further contributed to my arousal.  His lips nibbles on my neck and then proceeded to my breasts. My nipples became erect and I could feel his stiff penis touching my pelvis.

I moaned and the foreplay continued.  I was impressed by Devin’s level of experience.  Most of the guys I had been in bed were certainly not as talented.  It did not appear he was in any rush to penetrate me.

Slowly he slid down my body gently kissing and caressing me.  He licked my belly button and proceeded to my pussy.  I spread my legs to give him better access to my freshly shaved mound.  His tongue was like a vibrator to my clitoris.

“Oh my God, Devin.  That feels awesome. You are going to send me over the top,” I moaned with pleasure.

He paused for a second and said, “Do you like that?  I’ll make you feel even better.”

Devin then put is finger in my wet vagina and finger fucked me while he continued to lick and kiss my pussy.

Within only a few seconds I was wild with stimulation and knew I was about to climax.   “Oh “Devin, you are driving me crazy and I am about to cum.” I said almost breathlessly.

“Let it go baby, let it go,” he exclaimed.

My pelvis was in contortions that sensational feeling of an orgasm began.  I tingled all over.

“Yow, oh, oh, oh, Oh my God,” I cried out.

He continued to finger my pussy as I regained my breath.  I knew it was now time to return the favor.  I reached for his stiff cock and grasp it with my hand.  He raised up on his knees and I turned in anticipation of sucking his absolutely adorable 6" cock.  Even though there was darkness the glow of his red pubic hair was like a beacon in the night.  

I was craving his penis and wanted it in my mouth.  Obviously he had other intentions.

“Aw come on baby.  Let me put it in you.  I’ll let you give me a blow job another time. Give me your pussy now.”

By his action I could tell he wanted to mount me doggie style.  I turned and assumed the position.
He first felt my pussy with his hand and spread my lips.  Then very gently he eased his stiff cock into my awaiting vagina.

Maybe it was just the excitement of having a teen age cock in me, but this was the best sex I had ever had.  With every thrust of his penis the exhilaration grew.  It felt so good, I wished I’d met this kid before.  With one hand I reached between my legs touching his balls.  His reaction was positive as I then put several fingers around his cock so I could feel it pumping in and out of me.

“Oh Jen, I am about to blow my load,” he excitedly said.

Just hearing him say that gave me a sensation and I knew I was about to get off again.

“Aw baby, here it comes,” he said in a tone of exhilaration.

I could feel the throbbing spasms of his cock as he pumped his creamy cum in me. At that very moment my pussy tingled once again and I went into another gigantic orgasm.  

“Damn Devin you know how to make a girl feel good.” I said.

He replied. “ Your pussy made my cock feed good too.

Devin continued to fuck me for another couple of minutes until the pleasure subsided.    I would have never dreamt of having sex with a younger guy, let along one that I was getting paid to take care of. His young cock inside my pussy was a thrilling.  Rather than feel shame or embarrassment, to the contrary I was embellishing the naughty little tryst.  

“Hey Jen, I told you we would get along OK and we did.  Remember you still owe me a blow job,” he said as he departed for his room.

“You’re on,” I replied, “but you have to take care of me too.”

The remainder of my stay was filled with many more orgasms.  I think we fucked in every position imaginable.   When Mrs. Dooley paid me I don’t think she realized the bonus I received.

ns I have never know before. I decided to lay low for a while and just recuperate. I focused on my job and learning all I could about my newfound interest. I read everything I could find, entered web forums and a few
Sites as well. I was relieved that so many other enjoyed similar experiences and easily shared them. I began keeping a journal, first recounting my introduction to
Sally and Luka. I wasn't sure what would be in store.
I was also avoiding Jim just to get my head straight. It's not that I didn't want to be with him, six foot five and a foot long hot dog, a true geek god, Adonis. He is everything I ever wanted. I talked with Sally on the phone several times comparing notes on sites we've found and how Jim met Luka. We're supposed to get together later.
When Sally arrived she a party bag with ribbons and stuff all over it. Surprise! She squealed as I opened the door. I poked my head outside looking to see if she had Luka with her again. No Luka, it was just as well I wasn't totally ready for that. Sally's big surprise was a dog dick shaped dildo. More like a double ender with a tennis ball in the middle. I was more leery about continuing a sexual relationship Sally than the dog. There was something about the dog not being able to talk back or to others. She is very nice and absolutely gorgeous. I wondered why she wasn't hooked up with some guy. When I asked her she said,
 "It's not like I'm totally gay, I just haven't found the right one yet, and besides one dog is as good as another."
We both began to laugh. Sally also had a DVD with her and said,
"You gotta see this."
The only DVD player I had was a lap top computer so I fired it up. We chatted and laughed about silly stuff at first then she explained how this site she fond a store dedicated to the weirdest stuff she has ever seen. I think both of us have had our sexual adventures but it has been restricted to who we were doing rather than a theme or fetish. I guess one could say sexually sheltered. As the disc began it was obvious that it was European, Dutch or German and no subtitles. At first it was funny with music like a cartoon but then the family got undressed and started having sex, Mom & Pop and Sis and Bro, then they all switched, a family orgy out in the fields with the animals. Pretty soon they started running around screwing everything in sight. I didn't know men could fuck chickens! It was still funnier that hot. Then it cut to a different woman in a old time milkmaid outfit in a hay barn with medium sized shorthaired dog. Instead of milking the cows she started milking the dog. This dog's dick looked much longer than Luka's. As the milkmaid was swallowing as much as she could and holding the dog's dick with one hand, she hiked up her dress with the other and of course didn't have any panties on. She began to work her own very hairy crotch with one hand while holding the dog's dick in her mouth with the other. She was sitting on some hay bales and just when the dog really starting humping her mouth she quickly put the dog's dick in her pussy as she rolled back on the bales pulling the dog with her. The dog's front paws landed under her armpits and her legs hanging over the edge. The dog went wild humping like crazy. She wrapped her legs around the dog's butt and met every thrust. All I could hear was heavy breathing and some groans from the computer. Sally had one hand in her crotch and the other on one of those great tits. She looked at me and said,
" God, this makes me hot."
We leaned toward each other and kissed tenderly. I sat on the arm of the over-stuffed chair and leaned against her while we both watched the DVD and gave our clits hell. We all came together, Sally, me and the girl on the screen. We began to laugh as we caught our breath. We continued to watch the man fuck cows, goats and an old sheep dog. A horse impaled the woman and the kids mainly fucked each other, the boy fucked a sheep and a pig fucked the girl. We were hysterical about the pig's corkscrew dick. We weren't sure about that. I told Sally,
            "This is enough for me, I need to get some things done today."
Handing her the surprise bag back and began to straighten up my place. I assured her it was nothing to do with her, I just had stuff to do and riding that dildo wasn't one of them. I mentioned that Jim was having some folks over Saturday and that she was welcomed to join us. Sally had only met Jim once very briefly so this was a good time to meet everyone.
Jim lived in Ft. Lauderdale and that was a long drive for Sally especially if we would be partying. I arranged it so Jim's roommate would go home with is date and Sally had a place to stay if she wished. I've never spent much time with Jim while with his friends. He had this lobbying thing for some big utility company so he was always wining and dining big shots for his company. His friends were old school buddies and they got together to watch sports and drink beer, not my favorite activities. plus this was a guy thing, no dames.
The night began mildly with light chatter and every kind of drink and a few joints going around in the corner. Most everyone was paired up prior to arriving. Jim invited a neighbor Don, who was a little older than everyone else and he was working on Sally from the start. Sally was kind of "getting to know," Jim who was okay with that for a while but soon I became a little concerned. The food and the drinks flowed and everyone was having fun. After a while the crowd began to thin and people made their way home except for a few couples. We all were in the kitchen passing a joint, laughing it up when the conversation focused on sex and soon it was getting pretty graphic. Jim pipes up about bestiality web sites and others chime in with more laughter and tongue in cheek comments. Jim's roommate Rick invited everyone into his room to see what Jim was talking about. Rick's room was a converted two-car garage love pit. A bed in the corner a few chairs and a sofa day bed plus some work out stuff and a plush carpeted space big enough to park a car in. He had a projector hooked up to his computer so he could watch movies the size of the two-car garage door.  I didn't take him long to get to a site I was familiar with, Rick mentioning Jim had told him about it.
The odd thing was this was the gay part of the site with guys getting fucked by dogs and horses and doing a little fucking themselves. I took a few minutes but Rick finally got to the part where Brazilian women were being pumped by donkeys and horses. It was incredible how they could take so much of them. The laughter settled and room became quite as we all watched. Rick switched from cut to cut and the breathing was getting loud. He settled on this petite blond with a Great Dane. Several of the pairs had their hands in each other's pants and kissing wildly with at least one eye watching. A few moans were getting louder as a couple were doing it doggie style in the corner while watching the women on the screen fuck the Dane while standing up. The dog had its front paws on the petite woman's shoulders and she straddled his dick, it was like they were dancing. The image was so strange because of the projector and the screen size the image of the dog was actually eight feet tall with a two and half foot long dick squirting cum everywhere.
It seemed that Rick often had mini orgies not full blown swapping, just couples doing what they wish to each other in front of the "Big Screen." I guess this was the signal; several others began to shed their clothes and get into the groove. It wasn't long before everyone but me was totally naked. As I looked around Jim, Sally and the neighbor Don were gone. I was busy kneading my pussy so it wasn't rocket science that I didn't notice as my orgasm boiled over. There were several couples in various stages of attaining climax but there was no interaction between them, not group sex, a group having sex.
I heard hushed laughter and whispers coming from the living room. As the noise got louder in the next room; in came prancing, two pretty good-sized dogs. Nothing special, a mixed Shepard mutt and some sort of hound and they did what most dogs do, sniffed butts and took a few licks. The room broke into a riot
of laughter but soon got down to business as one girl had the Mutt's head between her legs licking away and wasn't sharing it with anyone.  Others moved toward the walls leaving plenty of space for those who wished to partake. Jim had the hound on lying on his back on the floor reveling what was becoming very huge dick. He didn't look like he was hung very large but boy did he grow. 
Sally was soon helping out and Jim was telling her to "suck it"
 
She responded "You suck it" and he did.
On his knees bending over the hound Jim was giving it all it was worth. It was obvious this was not the first time he sucked dick. I moved up behind him and massaged his great balls and brought that huge dick to life. In no time the hound was shooting giz all over the place.  Sally and this other girl took over guiding the dog to this other girl's pussy while she was on all fours. Slowly others got involved. Her date lay on his back and scooted in front of her so he had good access to his cock while Sally worked on her tits. Don was behind Sally working her pussy with his hand. The gal with the Shepard between her legs was joined by another girl and started giving the dog a hand job. It wasn't long before everyone was giving it a go. Jim picked me up in the air and I came down on that massive dick while he was still standing. Buried to the hilt inside me I had my legs wrapped around his waist while he walked across the room as I pumped away. This is one of my favorite positions. We made it to the day bed where he laid me on the edge and really went to work on me. As delirious as I was, I could see ghostly images of the two dog's getting a work out with Sally as the ringleader making sure everyone was in on the action. All of the sudden Jim really started pounding the shit out of my hungry pussy. As I started coming I saw Don who was just slightly smaller than Jim behind him pumping madly in Jim's ass. I think Jim likes rocking in the middle position.
There was some kind of ruckus as Rick had become tied with the mutt.
One of the other women had been strapped spread eagle to this chrome work out machine, which is like five machines in one with various arms and foot levers with a seat in the middle, the hound was licking her pussy while two guys rubbed her tits. It was then Jim had decided to introduce me to anal sex. He flipped me over on my belly a shoved his semi deflated dick in my ass. Even at half size it was like having a baseball bat up my ass. It took me several long slow sessions just to get used his big dick in my pussy; this was very different. The pain was unbearable and not getting better.
After Jim blew his load up my ass I limped off to the bathroom stepping over spent smoldering bodies. Sally was nowhere to be found. I cleaned up and headed for Jim's room and passed out. I woke later with Jim next to me lying on his back while Sally did perfectly balanced squats on his pillar of a dick. The only place they touched was his dick in her pussy as she came down on it within an inch of his belly and back up so that his dick almost came out and back down again in slow even motions. They did this for about ten minutes before Jim came
Trembling hard. Sally dropped on him like a rock, picking up the speed rocking on his massive dick. The whole bed was shaking so hard that the headboard was banging the wall and vibrated across the floor as she came with a roar; she woke the whole house.
 
 
 
 
It took me a couple of days to get over Jim's little party. I had huge bruises the shape of handprints all over me and my ass was sore. I didn't much care for the Greek god Adonis's technique. The images from the party crept into my dreams and all I could think about was that hound and the size of dick. He had the smallest sheath for such a huge member.  I wish I had tried it.
Over time I made up with Jim and we were going to have a quiet dinner at my place.  He wanted to get a "pet" and needed to know if I would I be willing to take care if it because he travels so much. I was interested but I needed input on the animal. He had been searching the Net and found a group that specializes
in rare working dogs near Orlando. I couldn't go with Jim so he went alone. Several days later he called and said he made a deal with these people and if we didn't like the dog we could bring it back.
When Jim arrived he had the strangest looking dog I had ever seen. It had a body like a pit bull with soft curly wooly hair and a little head with a long pointed snout and two different colored eyes white and dark blue. Medium sized about 50 pounds. His tongue was so big it didn't fit in his mouth. He was a Blue Heeler mix from Australia about three years old so Jim said. Jim was so excited he had to show me the dog's dick. It seems the sheath had been surgically altered so when flaccid it hung down and pointed toward ground rather than attached to his stomach like regular dogs. We sat he dog down and rolled him over on his side and began to get to know him. He knew what to do and that dick popped right out of sheath. I began to slowly stroke him and he was in heaven. A very thick but not that long with a smaller knot than larger dogs I've seen. Jim was talking about it like it was sports car. How the knot wasn't big enough to tie real hard. I guess he has tried it out already, but today was my turn.
I stripped and got out some gym socks and a sleeveless sweatshirt.
Jim said, "you don't need those, he has been de-clawed and his pads have been manicured, he has very soft paws."
All the better, I had to get a taste of the dick. I was going to take my time and enjoy every bit of it. I told Jim to sit down and stay there until I call for him.
I started to slowly work that dick in my mouth, I haven't had time to do this before and I was going to take my time and explore every inch. It was amazing how big a smaller dogs dick could get, as big or bigger than Luka's. I took all could get and as his knot grew I squeezed it until he blew his boiling load down my throat and I didn't spill a drop. I was on fire. Okay Blue, it's my turn. I laid on my back on the floor spread my legs wide and put my heels up against my butt with my knees in the air. This dog was on my smoking snatch is seconds flat. His tongue was wide, long and wonderful. As I was about let loose he began to nibble my clit at just the right moment. I came so hard I was bouncing on the floor and old Blue just kept pace as I rolled from one shaking orgasm to another. In a flash he hopped between my legs and his front paws landed on either side of me on the floor while that marvelous dick hit home and in one stroke was buried to his balls. I could feel his balls banging on my asshole. He his head on my chest between my tits and stared at me right in the eyes as he pumped me like a machine. I began to come and buck but he just held on until his dick felt like it working its way into my cervix and exploded. His eyes rolled back into his head as he emptied those huge balls into me. I felt that giz pump shooting hot cum inside until it leaked out and down my ass. Jim was sitting in the chair with his own giz all over him as he dumped his load on his chest. As Blues big dick slipped out of my pussy as he backed away with big grin on his face and his heavy dick almost rubbing the floor. His sheath because it had been cut and sewn back together so his dick now hung off his belly down at about 45 degrees when we was fully exposed. The perfect angle for fucking people, his knot was the perfect tennis ball size. He came around to lick my face and I told Jim,
            "Okay it's your turn, lick my pussy and clean up that mess."
Jim was on his knees almost in the fetal position with his chin on the floor licking Blue's cum out of my pussy when old Blue did what he does best, mounted Jim.
I couldn't believe this dog, he had so much energy and stamina he fucked us both several times that night.

i see her black thong sticking out.She sees my staring and smiles and closes the door.Me thinking nothing of it goes back up stares and watches tv again.
A little later I had to pee so I go downstairs and Chrissy's still in the shower.As I'm peeing Chrissy says" Hey Ben? Do you mind coming i and helping me..I can't reach everywhere since my surgery."
"but i dont have any clothes" i say.
"oh thats ok just take em' off"
Me thinking this is the luckest day ever practicly rip my clothes off and jump in.Chrissy's at the front of the shower completely naked and seeing her right there my dick springs up the whole 8". Chrissy laughs and says " Come here Ben..I don't bite"
I walk over and my dick jutts up her ass.Chrissy says" now ben can you take that soap and just rub it all over my back?" "thanks"
I rub all over and move slowly down almost to her ass when she suddenly turns around and im staring at her clean-shaven pussy.
"I know you want me Ben."
I nod agreeingly
"and you know what?? I want you also."
She picks me up with her hands and kisses me passionately.The water drips down onto us as her tongue touches mine and then caresses it.I move my hands onto her beautiful boobs and start squeezing them."ah god ben thats wonderful" she says.I then start to eat her out.Her pussy is dripping wet from the water and cum.I lick her clit and then stop...and then start it all over again.It drives her crazy.
"BEN I WANT YOU SO BBBBBAD!!! FUCK ME PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!"
I do as she wishes..i lie her down on the shower and insert my cock.It feels so good finally inside her after dreaming it for so long.I ride her for half and hour until i finally burst my load into her.She then finishes me off by giving me a blow job.We wash off and get out of the shower...and act as nothing ever happened.


THE END



this is my first time..all suggestions and comments would help alllot

face="Times New Roman" size="3">Angie and I had seeing each other for a couple of months when my department decided to have a lobster bake with all the trimmings at a local seashore beach. Most of the single guys in the department volunteered to do the heavy work of bringing the logs and preparing the fire pit in the morning.  The remaining people who had families in the group were to arrive later in the day with lobsters, clams, corn and additional trimmings including a re-supply of liquid refreshments.

 

 I asked Angie if she was interested in going to the cook out. It was a frivolous question on my part since she knew I worked with a few single guys who were always horny. She would arrive and flaunt her stuff and be a cock tease with them throughout the day. She would be in all her glory.

 

Very few people knew about Angie with the exception of my very close friends. Now all my male fishing buddies whole heartedly approved of Angie for some reason. Our first boisterous beer party and her introduction to my friends as a group was a joy to watch. Angie came dressed as Angie. The guys were jubilant and their girl friends somewhat more subdued. Surprisingly, the wives in the group were more forgiving and friendly to her… that was until she mentioned what she was presently doing to earn a living. Quickly though everybody warmed up to her and all went well.

 

Now I hadn’t brought Angie home to meet the family yet. Not that they would be shocked at how she was dressed… they were use to me and who I would bring home….. It was how I would explain her occupation for the summer. I was still working on my introduction speech to my mother and family… especially my sister!

 

The weather for the weekend of the cook out was predicted to be hot and humid.  I suggested that we take the Harley motorcycle because of the nice weather instead of one of our cars. That clinched her decision to go. We had been frequently riding the motorcycles and she now visualized herself as a biker girl! Ooh brother!!

 

 We planned to go early in the morning to help dig and start the fire in the pit and get things ready for the afternoon cookout. I explained that most of the people were professionals and it might be more appropriate if she could dress a little bit more conservative …. like not wear her cut off shirt with no bra and let her boobs hang out the bottom.  She did come more moderately dressed with her bikini top under her blouse  …. her boobs now popping out the top of her blouse. The shorts were as always just that …short of material with her butt cheeks peeking out of the bottom…but similar shorts could be seen along the beach front. But not worn by the wives and secretaries that worked in my department. Hell no!! 

 

 In reality, I was pleased with her decor  … she was exciting … I expected nothing else. And besides, it was hopeless to protest…. she would just look at me …smile and continue doing just as she pleased. I have to admit there were some times that I reached the point with her not listening that I had the strongest desire to kick her in the ass when she bent over with my steel toed biker boots.

 

 As soon as we arrived at the location for the cookout, Angie jumped right into helping and organizing the work effort. She had some experience with this preparing of a lobster bake type of cookout before. She ended up being one of the ‘guys’ when it came to hard work. She played to the single guys … they all knew she was just being a cock tease to them.

 

 Everyone had a good time during the work phase in the morning. I had a good time just watching the guys trying to position themselves to get a better look at Angie’s assets and of course her titset.  I once caught a glimpse of two of the single guys in my section mimicking humping Angie doggie style while she was bending over tending to the burn pit.

 

Now the afternoon events with the married guys and wives …well I was a little bit more apprehensive! My fully decked out Harley motorcycle acted as a sign post on the cliff face for those people who were not familiar with the cookout location. The cookout was a complete success for everybody … beyond every ones expectations.

 

Many of the people had worn their bathing suits under their clothes … they stripped down on the beach and went into the ocean while the lobsters, clams and other goodies were cooking in the pit. The remaining couples went down the shore about a mile to a changing area on the public beach. Angie and I looked around for a secluded spot in the large rocks at the base of the cliff. We found a deep recession in the rocks about 200 yards down the beach and away from everybody with searching eyes. The recessed area in the cliff face was deep enough to conceal us with the exception of our heads when standing. Angie just needed to get into her bikini bottom since she initially wore the bikini top as a bra under her blouse.

 

 I was changing into my bathing suit when I glanced at Angie who was now leaning back against the rock face wearing one of her big evil grins and no bikini bottom. Her shaved puffy pussy was so white compared to her toast colored tan that she had been working on all spring and early summer. She blew me a kiss and began her little purring and moaning antics that essentially broadcast she was coming in to heat and ready for a little bit of quickie fun.

 

 Right away I knew what she was thinking.  I asked her to please just get her bikini on. It was not the time and place to fuck around. My request fell on deaf ears.  Angie never uttered a word. She held my arm and slowly pulled me close to her. She then placed both hands on my butt and pressed against me. I tried to discourage her from fooling around because of the proximity of so many people.  Trying to change Angie’s mind set when it came to a sexual activity where there was a chance of being caught or being an exhibitionist was hopeless. The consequence of denying her what she had in mind was not what I wished to experience for the rest of the day and night! I would pay an unacceptable price for not complying with her immediate wishes.

 

 I slowly lifted my head to look around … it seemed like no one even knew we were missing from the group. I knew Angie by then … she never gave up when she was horny and needed to be fucked.  This was not going to be a love secession; this was to be a fuck secession.  Angie started playing with me to get me wet and hard … that didn’t take long ….I hardened to the attention.  Angie smiled …. turned around and bent over wiggling her ass in a very suggestive manner while looking over her shoulder to keep attentive to my progress. I snuggled up to her big bubble ass with my hardness in hand as I sought the entrance to her love tunnel. I was misguided in my first attempt probably due to the anxiety of being exposed with so many people around. Angie displayed some annoyance to my misguided advance. She reached back, grabbed my hand, and placed my cock where she knew it should be while pushing back against me.

 

She was beyond wet and horny and I went in full depth with one easy no effort push.  She immediately began ramming her ass back hard and fast …. damn she was really hot, horny and sopping wet …. Her heated enthusiasm was also more than contagious …. now I was ready wanting and willing. The whole surrounding situation of possibly getting caught …. and if not … the idea we put one over on everybody right on the beach created an atmosphere of excitement.

 

 I reached down and around and between her legs and began to rub Angie’s large hard clit as I pressed against her. She squealed to my enthusiastic stimulation of her clit and surrounding pussy. Angie bucked frantically as I fucked her hard and fast. The slapping sounds of our bodies making strong contact were muffled by the crashing of the surf and the open ocean.  She was right, Angie needed to be fucked hard, right there and then.  I knew she was not going to be able to last long with this combination of fucking. She immediately responded to my fingers making circles around her erect clit …. moaning with the pleasure and whispering that she wasn’t going to last ….Good! 

 

Within a half minute Angie moaned “I’m going to cum …. I told you I needed it.”  Her speaking out as to her level of excitement brought forth a rippling wave of tingles cascading within my body and I sighed as I felt my eruption beginning to happen. I wrapped my left arm tightly under Angie’s hips as I stroked her clit with my right hand …. she was pinned to me as I thrust strongly deep inside her love box …. she knew what was happening. I pushed in deep in anticipation of my climax …. Angie pushed back against me … looking back around her shoulder she whispered “Give it to me!” …and I did.

 

As I emptied all I had in multiple squirts, Angie erupted with strong convulsive undulating body movements …. pushing against the rock face with her hands and thrusting hard back against me while moving her hips from side to side … now attempting to reach back and grab me …. moaning and whispering softly to me that she loved me …. and then just collapsing and slowly sinking and resting her forehead against the cool rock face.

 

Now she started her giggling antics knowing she had just been fucked with everyone around and nobody was the wiser!

 

 “Oh that was something else … we have to come here again! It must be the ocean that makes me this horny.”

 

Now that had to be the joke of the day.  Just being able to breathe made Angie horny! 

 

We both pulled on our bathing suits without cleaning up. I was still stiff but getting soft quickly but the bulge in my bathing suit was still very noticeable .. But we needed to make our selves visible before some one noticed we were missing. … We needed to get into the surf to bathe and wash off the perspiration that was covering both our bodies from fooling around in the high humidity of the day.

 

We laughed as we tried to climb out of the hole in the rock face. I had to help Angie up and out of the rocks …she was beside herself. We were both sapped of all energy due to the good climaxes.  No one really paid much attention to us as we held on to each other and stumbled along to the water’s edge …. looking at each other and giggling to ourselves that we had put one over on everybody on the beach and right under their noses. …. we were so drained of energy.

 

Angie began laughing now as we strolled closer to the waters edge. I looked at her and she guided my eyes to her right leg where a rivulet of cream colored juice was attempting to find its way down the inside of leg.  There was no way it could have found its way out of pussy with her bikini on; even with the limited amount of material that was her bikini. It was obvious to me that she wasn’t paying attention to her ‘condition’ as she put on her bikini.

 

Angie, however, had a different point of view which she spent substantial time to explain to me in jest then and continuously thereafter.  She was such a great piece of ass that she brought out the best in me and I over filled her with all my love.  I agreed she was the reason for all my loving. That got me a big hug and kiss just before she entered the first wave. I did not think this was a subject for disagreement.

 

Luckily the water was somewhat warm …. enough to get in all the way with a little bit of effort. We bobbed about in the water attempting to surf over the waves with the water up at neck level.

 

After a while, Angie came over to me and pressed the top and bottom of her bikini into my hand with a big smile and said “Hold on to these for me!” Now she was starting to display some of the fears that I had imagined could happen. I looked about and we were the only ones close by. Most of the people were on the shore relaxing after possibly over eating during the cookout. The hidden exhibitionist side of Angie personality was emerging and she only had but two beers…… thank goodness!

 

 Angie now smiled seductively as she hugged me close and gave me a quick kiss. Her arms encircled my neck as she brought her legs up and wrapped them around my waist … pushing her uncovered shave pussy against me. I told her I was done …. there was no way I could do anything in the water …my cock was small, shriveled and in hiding between my balls.  The water, while warm for the ocean was too cold for screwing after our quickie in the rocks.  She knew it … she was just teasing as she said ….”Yeh right”. … She in fact was serious to try again because of the potential audience. I continued to just hold on to her boobs while she stayed close to me.

 

She then separated from me and proceeded to do several surface dives that briefly showed her bare ass cheeks for those people on the beach who just might be watching. She then swam over and took her bikini from me and put it back on to transform her self back into a respectable woman!

 

All the single people stayed until late into the night … sitting around the fire knowing we had accomplished something special that day. We finally left after covering the fire pit with water and sand. We exchanged the motorcycle for my car at the storage bay and arrived at Angie’s apartment, baked from a day in the sun …... covered with salt and needing a shower.

 

I told her to shower first … I just wanted to rest for a few minutes. I was exhausted.  She just smiled, kissed me on my ear and whispered “We’ll shower together! I’ll wash your back.”

 

The water felt good as the salt from the ocean was rinsed off my body. Angie’s eyes were closed also as the rivulets of water cascaded over her body, over her nipples and tits. The flowing water was obviously raising sensual feelings within her body. Her nipples were now stiff and looked very hard and erect. Her eyes were closed as I gently touched both nipples at the same time. Angie’s eyes slowly opened to my intrusion into her feelings while a wide seductive smile came to her face. She handed me the soap as she turned and leaned against the shower wall and asked to be soaped down …gently!
 

I soaped her back, hips, and butt which brought out a comment as to how good I was making her feel. Her hands slowly slid down the wall as she backed away from the shower wall until she was slightly bent over. She just looked back and smiled. I ignored her unspoken suggestive request as she wiggled her hips … I continued soaping away. There was the suggestive wiggling of the hips again. I just gave up resisting.

 

 I reached around and under her, soaping her large boobs gently while lingering and squeezing her nipples. Again the backward and some what pleading look as I soaped her belly …her stomach muscles twitching to my caressing with the soap … then moving to her pussy region. She knew I was just teasing … I could not stop what was inevitable … I was just raising the level of expectation.

 

 I dropped the soap to the shower floor while rinsing the soap from my hand and her pussy. I slid my finger down and into that loveable slit until I was caressing her enlarged clit. She moaned quietly while turning again to look back at me with her pleading baby doe eyes …. now … now she was really ready to be taken. She whined out another of her “Please do me now!” requests.

 

  My cock was rock hard pointing upwards and was sliding up and down in the crack between the cheeks of her ass as she moved slowly to my gentle massaging of her clit and surrounding tenderness.  She pulled away slightly and my cock slipped down and out of the crack of her butt and into a straight forward erection. Without any guidance and just a little butt wiggling, it found its own way to go and be fully caressed over its full length. Angie’s head arched back and turned to look at me with “I’m not going to last again. Do me quickly again.”

 

Once again it was a replay of our coupling in the rocks. She pushed back and rocked against me for a very short time while reaching back with one hand for me to hold while supporting herself against the shower wall against my thrusting with her other hand. 

 

I left my attempt to caress her clit and grabbed both cheeks of her ass as I rammed my cock as hard as I could to aggressively fuck her pussy. The effect of the water cascading over our bodies accentuated the sound of our bodies slapping against each other. There was no muffling of the sounds of contact here in the shower like there was at the seashore. I actually think I was working up a sweat in the shower that was being immediately rinsed from my body as I fucked her so fast and furiously. Angie’s ass cheeks rippled and jiggled to the impact of my body as my cock plunged in full length and my balls slapped against her pussy lips.

 

She was looking back at me as she whispered “I’m cumming …. right now.” She pushed back as I pressed full depth and climaxed again with her. I didn’t have as much love juice to share with her after so short a time since the afternoon session. The feelings she projected of her wanting me to be coupled with her along with the sensation of the water flowing from the shower so excited me that my climax was very intense. Several of my toes on my right foot began to cramp and that for me is an indication of a great piece of ass.

 Both of us slumped against each other … holding on to each other in an attempt to stay together after so enjoyable a moment. We finally stood and faced each other … still in a weak post climatic state …. I felt exhausted.

 

 Angie spoke first, stating that doing it doggy style with me produced very strong in-depth feelings that just overwhelmed her senses …. it was a special position just for us. We seemed to have just some how been made to always get the most out of that position compared to others that were also very enjoyable.

 

After drying ourselves, we sat on the couch and I brushed her hair for a long time. Angie reciprocated by rubbing and scratching my back very gently. I was so tired but very content. Angie was at first just quiet then murmured she want to tell me something.

 

“ I do not know what it is with me but you have brought out some thing in me that I never have felt before. When you make love to me you stir me deeply. Some nights I can’t sleep…. I can’t stop thinking about you. You’ve become somebody special in my life. You are the first guy to do that to me and I had to tell you that.  That’s all I wanted to tell you.”

 

I hugged her close for a while to let her know she had touched me emotionally. We then lay down on her high pile rug, completely nude and listened to soft music in the darkness of the room. We were comfortable with slowly running our fingers over each other’s body, every once in a while producing tingling feelings here and there until the sleep of the night crept in on us and it was time to go to bed. We just nodded off just holding on to each other after what was a great day.

 

 In reality, I was coming to have in-depth feelings for this woman --- she excited me … even when she would just touch me at times and I never knew what she might do next. I now knew she had the same feelings and that I was something special to her also. I would catch her looking at me with a deep and thoughtful way every now and then. When I asked for her thoughts, she would just shake her head no … we were coming to feel deeply for each other and that was for sure. 

 

One day not to long after the department cook out, my fishing buddy and I just happened to stop at my family’s beach house. Many of my family and extended family was there on the beach. During the congenial conversations, my fishing buddy casually let ‘slip’ that Angie and I had been going together for quite some time now and what was it between us….anything serious?

 

 I braced my self. I saw my sister’s body English telegraph that she had heard something different in all the mundane conversations that were going on at the same time between family members. I was looking down at the beach sand at my feet and but I could see my sister with my peripheral vision. My sister’s head was cocked to one side trying to see my face. I turned to look at her. Her lovely large blue eyes narrowed to little slits while her lovely smiled turned to a leering smile while she questioned  “Angie,… Angie, ….who pray tell is Angie ???” 

 

 I ignored my sister’s inquiry like I didn’t hear the question. I turned my face back to look downward at the zillion grains of beach sand at my feet. Maybe if I begin to count all the grains of sand and ignore my sister’s questions everything will go away!

 

  My aunt however, picked up on my sister’s voice inflection along with her body English and she was a like a dog jumping on the proverbial bone. My aunt turned to my mother who was not in tune with the conversation …she was more in tune with her third scotch and water. 

 

“Mary, have you met Angie? Is she a nice girl?”

 

 With a reply from my mother who came out of glass of scotch and water with  "Angie.!.....Who is Angie???” all was lost!!!  I know I groaned as my buddy could see me holding my head while looking at the ground as I muttered “Thanks a lot Richy!!”

 

“No problem” was his response as he graciously stood up, looked at the ocean and announced he thought the fish were in the surf and he was going to check it out! He was not going to hang around for this blood letting secession!!!

 

 I remember thinking it sure would be nice if Angie had her job back in the business sector. Bringing her home and introducing her to the family with her magnificent set of boobs popping out of the bottom of her halter, if she was wearing one at the time, and her butt cheeks exposed from the bottom of her short shorts was a visual event I did not want to experience. Then telling them that she was an exotic topless dancer on Route 1 out side Boston made me a little bit more than anxious!!  I think petrified would be the more closely correct emotional feeling!

 

Just then I heard just about everyone in the family say to me in unison “Jaaaayyyyy, who is Angie???”

 

 My sister continued smiling her evil smirk. She was loving what was about to start. She was going to peel the skin off my back little by little …. and love every minute of it. She could tell I had something to hide and it was her mission in life to find out who Angie was.

 

 It was the second time I could remember my sister looking at me with just little slits for eye balls. The last time was at night, the early summer before, up in the beach house.  She knew she had just missed catching me up to no good. I had escaped being caught with that little blond nymph of a high school cheer leader in a most embarrassing event by seconds. My sister could detect the aroma of the little nymph’s perfume that lingered after the girl had escaped being exposed. Seconds before my sister and her friends entered the cottage, the nymph had leaped up bare ass from the couch, snatched up her clothes in one hand and did a stunning one hand vault over the back deck hand rail down on to sand dune below and disappeared into the dark of night.

I wasn’t going to escape again. This time I was about to be crucified! Ohh yes, all the women in my extended family were about to propose that I bring the girl to be met and of course scrutinized. They were once again going to make an attempt to terminate my life of single sinfulness and immorality. Yup it was time for the last single guy in the extended family to end his ways and encourage me to enter into the proverbial life of blissful marriage……. again. They all had mission to get me married and miserable.  

 

 

Things just had to get better after this day ends!!!

at least 10 years younger and the stamina and endurance for sex of an 18 year old girl and can take a big cock as she has proven time and again by taking my 8” cock with ease.  She just can’t get enough of sex because she has to make up for a 24 years of virtually sexless marriage.  She has 36C breasts, brownish/red hair, blue eyes and an ass to dream about and she is my sister in law.

 

 

This story begins the night after the team of which I was manager won the national championship and we decide to celebrate it.  This was the perfect opportunity for me to invite Felia and let her meet some other men.  It is going to be one hell of a surprise for her because she doesn’t now anything about the type of party it is going to be because she is under the impression that it will only be the two of us at our local club.  I told her to put on her bikini as we are going to swim in the swimming pool as well.  As the team is a mixture of white, black and brown players the chances are good that some of the black and/or brown players will want to fuck her.  I know she doesn’t have any experience with inter racial sex but I am sure she won’t mind once she notices their big cocks and let me tell you some of them have big cocks.  I have seen a couple of them.

 

 The party started with a poolside barbeque early the afternoon and kept going almost through the night.  Nobody wanted the party to end – the spirit was at an all time high after our victory.  It is unreal but nobody tried to fuck Felia.  After the braai we played some pool until only three of the players were left.  When we got tired of that we moved to the pool to cool off and soon the three of them had a rough and tumble game of water polo going.  Felia came out to watch and soon the guys managed to talk her into joining us.

 

 When she emerged from the house in her bikini, there was a sudden pause in the game.  When the game resumed, the boys were exceptionally eager to wrestle when Felia had the ball.  Although she was at the beginning of the party a little apprehensive about mixing with the colored guys she soon overcomes it with the help of alcohol and the guy’s personalities and physique and she was soon taking an active part in the wrestling and groping that was going on.  I was afraid that things will get out of hand in the public and decided to call a halt to the game and invite them to get inside the club.

 

 As we got out of the swimming pool Felia looked at me and said, “Fuck Hendrik why didn’t you tell me what was going to happen.  I thought it was going to be only the two of us but now there are 5 of us.  These guys’s are so big and build like bodybuilders.  I wonder if everything is in proportion to their size.”

 

 Let me tell you the three of them are really big.  Martin is the shortest and is 6’4” tall and weighs 245 pounds.  Tony is 6’5” tall and weighs the same and Andre is an impressive 6’6”tall but weighs only 235 pounds.  So you can see it is three massive specimens of the male species available to Felia if she wanted to be fucked by them. I have no doubt that she wanted to and that she has the fucking hots for them.  Now remember that Felia is only 5’2” tall and you can imagine the sight.

 

 When we moved inside the clubhouse though, they didn’t really change their behavior.  They continue to grab, hug and tease Felia.  Martin, who was a black guy put on a CD and began dancing with Felia.  He acted as though he can take whoever and whatever he wanted and nobody was entitled to say no to him.  Tony, also a colored guy and Martin’s best friend, tended to follow Martin’s lead.  Andre, the only white guy present, was generally pretty quiet, but tonight he was cutting loose.  Both Martin and Tony joined in the dancing, pressing close to Felia, swaying to her movements and the rhythm of the music.

 

 Felia still look apprehensive but I think she is more worried about what I was thinking about her being fucked by a black guy than that she will be able to take there cocks in her cunt.  I was sure however that she was enjoying herself. I indicate to her that it was alright by me if she wants to be fuck by the three of them.  It is after all the opportunity she was waiting for since our first session.

 

 I had to go to the toilet and when I entered the room again Felia was already kneeling in front of Martin who had already got rid of his trunks and exposing quite an impressive cock.  It was at least an inch longer than mine, which makes it 9”; much thicker than mine and it was shining black with a pink circumcised head.  When I entered Martin looked at me and stepped closer to Felia with his cock standing proud in front of him daring me to stop him which I of course didn’t.

 

 Felia didn’t even look at me.  She has only eyes for the magnificent sample of cock that was approaching her.  When Martin stops in front of her she takes the magnificent piece of meat in her hands and after feeling it for a while she opens her mouth and he starts feeding it into her eager mouth.  I couldn’t see how Felia could take much of it in.  Her tongue snaked out and began swirling around the shaft, lubricating it to make it goes in easier.  Martin took hold of her head and began fucking her face with about half of his length.

 

 Tony also got out of his Speedo.  He too had a cock about the same size as Martin but it was amazingly not yet fully erect.  Felia reached out and began to fondle his cock looking to the side to watch him growing as she continued trying to cope with the face fucking Martin was given her.  She was however doing an excellent job.  As Martin continued thrusting, he gradually increased the force, driving himself deeper into Felia’s mouth till his cock head entered her throat.  As I saw how easily she accepted it, I wondered if it was the first time she encountered such big cocks.

 

When Tony was fully erect, Felia moved her mouth to his engorged organ.  Her lips sucked in the huge shiny knob and continue descending until he had almost the entire shaft enveloped.  As her mouth move up and down on Tony her hand worked in rhythm on Martin’s glistening black pole.

 

 While all this was happening, André had just been watching, his back to me, obviously too shy or ashamed to look at me.  Eventually as Martin and Tony began grunting and groaning from the expert attention. André’s hand sneaked into his briefs and he began wanking himself.  Martin noticed this and told him to come over and “let Felia have a cock that is just the right size.” 

 

 Both Tony and Martin laughed at this comment and I thought they were just making fun of the ‘poor white boy,’ but how wrong I was.  When André stepped out of his briefs and walked towards Felia, she glanced at him through the corner of her eye, and then her eyes nearly popped out of her head as she saw the same thing that made my jaw dropped.  André’s white cock made these two colored athletes look under-endowed.  It must be at least 12 inches long.  André told me latter that it was 13” and Martin added that he was regarded as a challenge for any girl he met to sleep with him. But even with its length it was it’s thickness that was initially apparent and it must be at least 3 inches thick.

 

 Felia really looked scared and I really wanted to see what effect a cock like that would have on Felia as I know this might be  a once in a lifetime experience for her.

 

 Felia’s mouth and hand speed up.  She obviously wanted to bring the two colored guys to orgasm so that she could start experiencing André’s magnificent cock. Considering how long ago they started, Martin held back for longer than expected, but now that Felia had decided that it was time for him to come, he couldn’t deny her skills.  As Felia’s hand slid up and down his shaft, in a frenzied blur, Martins cock shot stream after stream of thick white cum onto her face and hair.  Some of it dripped down on Tony’s cock and quickly disappeared as Felia’s tongue snakes out and lapped it up as she continued sucking him off.  She was so hot now that she had Tonys cock fully in her mouth with his balls slapping against her chin.  He soon followed Martin.  His body jerked and spammed and Felia clamped her mouth tight over his cock, her lips at the base and I could see her throat muscles moving as she drank every drop of his seed.

 

 As Martin and Tony moved away to recover, André lay on his back on the bare floor indicating to Felia to get down on him..  Felia at last looked at me, and stripped off her bikini in no time to reveal her perfect body.  As we look at each other I began to jerk off.  Felia smiled and gave me a nod of approval.

 

 When she turned back to André her eyes were drawn straight to that massive piece of meat.  Although André’s cock was fully erect it lies flat on his stomach because of its massive size and almost reaches his breast bone.  It was so freakish that it seemed to be the centre of attention of the entire room.  Everybody’s attention was focused on it.  Felia knelt down beside him and lifted his cock off his stomach, caressing and fondling it, feeling the entire length, wrapping both hands around it to marvel at its dimension, massaging in the lubricating juices that was oozing from the tip.

 

 Eventually she stood up and straddled André’s lanky body.  She looked down for a few seconds at the fully erect cock that André was holding upright and that she was about to impale herself upon.  There was an almost unreal air of anticipation as Felia descended closer to it.  Rather than kneel over him Felia squatted on her haunches, feet flat on the floor, taking all her weight on het thigh muscles, making her cunt lips more exposed and prominent.  When she was positioned just above it, she told André to let go and she took hold of the shaft and lowered herself so that the bulbous head, nearly as big as a doorknob was pressed against the wet opening to her silken tunnel.  She used small up and down movements to introduce the tip into her cunt. 

 

 From my vantage point I could see her being spread wider with each small descent.  She was soon stretched so far that I didn’t think she would be successful in her quest to fuck André- he didn’t even had his head in yet.  But even as I was having my doubts, Felia somehow opened herself to him and I see her cunt lips slip down and around his cock head.  André and Felia both let out loud moans as this happened.  The excess of sight and sound send me over the edge and I jump up and spurt my come all over Felia’s back.

 

 Initially as my libido dropped, I got an attack of inadequacy and jealousy, but the sight before me quickly aroused me again.  If nothing else I was still curious to see how much of this she could take inside her.

 

 Whether it is because of her increasing wetness or because her muscles weakened, I’m not sure, but Felia’s movements were becoming less controlled.  She descended further allowing him to penetrate deeper.  I watch in amazement as inch after inch disappeared inside Felia.  She definitely was incredibly wet inside.  With each rise the juices glistened on André’s thick pole, and each fall spread the wetness further down towards the base of his cock.

 

 Up until now André had remained motionless-despite the arousing sight of her, and no doubt, the feel of her lithe tanned body riding him, allowing Felia accepting him at her own pace.   I suppose he had experienced girls having difficulty coping with his size.  But when André saw his cock sliding into her cunt deeper and more easily with each stroke, he began raising his hips in time to her movements.  Most of the shaft was accommodated by now, and as they moved apart his shaft would appear to the rim of his glans.

 

 For more than half an hour they continue with the same technique and rhythm, enthralled by the sensation of the ultimate tight fit.  Felia was able to take all but the last two inches of the monster organ.  No mean feat considering her length.

 

 Martin, Tony and myself watch with envy, each working towards our second orgasm.  Eventually Felia changed position.  With her cunt muscles firmly gripping just the head of his cock inside her, she slid her feet back and knelt astride him.  As she sank down André took hold of her hips and forced himself completely into her.  From that point he took control.  He increased the tempo, his hips rising off the floor, faster and harder with each thrust.  As the pace quickened Felia come closer to her orgasm.  Her head rolled around, she squeezed her breasts together and her buttocks clenched each time André drove his cock into her.  She started shouting, “Fuck me! Fuck me!” and occasionally she commanded André to fuck her harder.  I had never seen this wild animal coming out of her before.

 

 Suddenly she shouts, “Oh my god I am going to come on this magnificent piece of meat.  Ohhh yessss fuck me and fuck me fucking haaarrrddd!!!! I’mmmmmm coooommiiinnnggggg!!!!!!! Aaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!! Ohhh mmyyyy gggoooddddd it is so fucking goooodddd!!! Uuuuugggghhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

 

 It’s hard to describe the look on Felia’s face when she came.  I think the expression combined the pain, ecstasy, desire and sheer surprise at the force of the orgasm.  Her entire body shook as her muscles contracted, her hips and groin jerk uncontrollable against André’s and she didn’t take a breath until the last spasm had faded.  She collapsed forward against him, her head on his chest while he remained deep within her using a small circular motion of his groin to continue to pleasure his cock.

 

 Seeing Felia at this point was too much for me and I felt my pressure reaching bursting point, so I stepped closer to her and spray my come over her back and head as she lay there on top of André.

 

 The sight of Felia’s perfect ass presented like that was too much for Martin to waste his seed on an air shot.”  He draw Felia’s legs back so that they were beside André’s, then hen knelt astride her and taking his black pole in his hand he pointed it at her ass and leaning forward moving it to her rosebud.  When Felia felt him pressing against her tightest opening and realised what he wanted to do, she said, “Stop, no more,” but the smooth tip of his cock was already so well lubricated that by the time she uttered the words it had already slipped past the entrance.

 

 Martin paused,” If you really want me to stop, I will,” and he kept on pushing into her.  She began to mutter, “Oh no, oh no, oh no,” over and over again.  He did start to withdraw until Felia said, ‘No don’t.”

 

 “Well if it is what the lady wants,” Martin said and he slid back in until the whole length of his shining black cock was embedded deep within her.  Now Tony moved around and knelt beside André pointing his glistening member at Felia’s face.  She turned her head to the side, opened her mouth and let him feed his cock into her mouth. When André and Martin began to move I thought they would split her open.   They were both so much bigger than me in every department.  Seeing Felia sandwiched between these two giant athletes with her orifices stretched to maximum was an awesome sight indeed.

 

 They truly give my sister in law the fucking of her life and they weren’t finished yet.  André brought his knees up between Felia’s legs and worked in sync with Martin, both thrusting deep into her and withdrawing in unison.  They shoved their massive cocks into her with such force that she looked like a rag doll being tossed back and forth between them.  Each time she was shoved forward the cock in her mouth and throat was enveloped, how she managed to breath goodness alone knows.

 

 Felia moaned in her own ecstasy, covered in sticky semen and sweating profusely from the heavy treatment she was receiving.  Yet I can see she was thoroughly enjoying the sensations of being used and abused like this.

 

 André suddenly let out a long animal like roar and he shoved his cock max into her cunt and keep it there while he continues to come deep in her cunt for about 2 minutes.  Felia forces her cunt down on André till he was finished coming and then she shove her ass back against Martin, who continued to plough into her. 

 

 Martin soon followed André’s lead and I can see him forced his cock in as deep as he can while his whole body shuddered from the intense orgasm as he sprayed the inside of her ass.  Martin collapsed and pulled his cock out of Amelia’s ass leaving the field open for Tony.  Felia moved off André and swiveled her hips around to signal her intentions to him.  Tony pushed Martin out of the way and lined himself up on her saturated cunt from which a stream of André’s come is running.  She grabbed his cock and guided it into her from behind. 

 

 As he pounded she shouted, “Harder! Harder! Pleas fuck me harder! Fuck me…. I’m comminnggg!!! Please! Please make me come!! Aaaaaaaaa!!!!!! Yesssssssss!!!!!!!!”

 

 And he did.  Each and every muscle in her body was starkly outlined as she began to spasm and grinds her cunt into Tony’s groin.  As her body racked with convulsion after convulsion Tony kept on pumping manfully.  I can’t say whether she was having the longest wildest orgasm I have ever seen, or whether she was experiencing a series of individual orgasms, but in any case it was a sight to behold.  Just as her body began to subside from those almost unreal heights I noticed that Tony was working towards his climax.  His strokes become longer and his rhythm became slower and he forced his cock in as deep as he could.  I see him clenched his buttocks and he kept his cock in completely as he started coming and spraying the inside of Felia’s love channel with his warm seed.  He kept his cock fully lodged for a while and I eventually noticed lots of  sperm oozing passed his cock out of Felia’s cunt and dripping onto the carpet.  After a long time he pulled his cock out of Felia and lied down next to her, completely spent.

 

 The room looked like a battlefield with bodies strewn all over the floor, moaning and exhausted, stains all over the carpet and in the middle of it all, strangely glorious, was Felia.  She was a total mess.  Her features were barely visible through her sweat and cum-matted hair, her entire body shone from the sweat and the cum which had dried into a thin glaze in places and some parts were covered in a sticky lumpy paste while rivulets of semen trickles out of her cunt and ass down her crack and the inside of her thighs.

 

 André was the first to recover.  He roused his team mates and told them it was time to go.  They dressed quietly and left.  I carried the sleeping Felia to a bed in the First Aid room to allow her some time to recover.

 

 I went to lie on the other bed and after setting the alarm clock to allow us 2 hours sleep also went to sleep.  When the alarm clock went off I got up and woke Felia.  Let me tell you she was still a sight to see and I guess she will have to take a shower before I can take her home.  I managed to wake her with some difficulty and when she eventually woke up she looked at me through sleepy eyes at first and suddenly she remembered what happened.  I saw the fright but also wonderment in her eyes as if she couldn’t believe what happened to her.  She couldn’t look me in the eyes and looking down she worriedly asked softly, “Did last night really happened or was I dreaming.  But I don’t think it was a dream because my cunt and ass is so fucking sore it is just not true.  What do you think off me Hendrik?  I am sorry if I shocked you but I was so randy I just couldn’t help myself after feeling the two colored guy’s cocks in the swimming pool.  Oh my fuck what did I do?  I shouldn’t have drunk such a lot of wine.”

 

 “Don’t worry my darling.  You enjoyed yourself and I enjoyed myself just as much by just watching you.  My cock is also sore from wanking myself to a standstill.  My fuck I have never seen anything like it before and I guess I will never see it again.  You were absolutely amazing Felia.  How you mange the monster cock of André I don’t know but I have seen his balls pressing against your ass.  That is 13 inches you know.”

 

 “What!  Are you sure?  Thirteen inches, no wonder I thought he was in my stomach.  I suppose it is because of the hysterectomy I had.  The doctors must have left some extra space for a big cock.  Let me tell you at one stage I though the two cocks from my throat and cunt are going to meet each other halfway in my body.  Oh fuck but it was amazing.  It is something I cannot describe.  You know you are being abused but you don’t mind, in fact you like it so much you want them to abuse you some more.  You wish you had more holes so that more cocks can penetrate you.  It is an experience I will cherish for the rest of my life.  I am however just sorry about one thing, and it is that your cock wasn’t part of the action.  I actually missed your cock you know.  Are you too tired or do you think you can manage one more fucking session before we go home?  I just need something to bring me back to normal after this experience.”

 

 “With you Felia I wil always have the time and energy to fuck you and how can I refuse if you ask me so nicely and give such a good reason.  But don’t you want to go and shower first?”

 

 “No, I want you to fuck me like I am now.  I want to know that you still find me desirable after what I did and how I look.  Don’t worry, you might not have the biggest cock around but 8 inches is fucking big enough for me and you know better than anyone of the three who fucked me tonight how to use it. Come here you big stud and make me feel like a desirable woman again and not like a subject that is only good enough to fuck all the hell out of her.  Show me that you don’t despise me after the black cocks I had inside me.”

 

 “Felia, you really have a hang up about the two black guys.  Forget their color and just remember the pleasure their big cock gave you,” I said and get off the bed and undress quickly.  Yes it is hard to believe but I was still dressed.  Just thinking about what was happening a couple of hours ago and what I am going to do now gave me an immediate hard on and as I walk over to Felia my cock was standing proud in front of me.

 

 “I am going to fuck you now Felia and make you forget all about black cocks and giant cocks.  But before we fuck I am going to eat your cunt and make you cum on my mouth and you are also going to deep throat me till you had enough of my cock.  Only then am I going to put my cock in your nice cunt and fuck you to multiple orgasms.”

 

 “Oh yes please fuck me like you know I want to be fucked.  Come here you delicious piece of meat.”

 

 When I stood next to her bed she turns on her side facing me, take my cock and feed it into her mouth and in one movement she had my whole cock in her mouth and can I feel my head lodged in her throat.  She started slowly moving her backwards and forwards until I stop her head and said, “Whoa, wait my darling, let me get onto the bed first.  I want to eat your cunt as well.”

 

 She pulled her head off my cock and let me get onto the bed and I lie down next to her.  I take her in my arms and started kissing her and very soon we were kissing like two persons possessed with each other.  We almost eat each other.  Our hands were all over each other and soon I had three fingers buried in her cunt and she was pulling my foreskin forwards and backwards and rubbing her hand over my cock head.

 

 “Oh fuck Felia I was so jealous when you enjoyed you so much on the three cocks and I wasn’t one of them.  But I am going to make up for it now.”

 

 I moved my lips down to her breasts where I lick and suck her nipples for a while before I move down to her cunt.  Her pubic hair was still covered with dried come and I lick them till they were soft before moving down to her cunt.  She was gasping and wriggling next to me and begged me to please eat het
cunt and make her come.  When I started to lick her cunt I feel her tongue slowly licking up and down my cock till she eventually took it into her mouth.

 

 I didn’t suck her cunt very long before I feel her body began to shake all over and she pressed her cunt harder and harder against my mouth.  I could also feel the vibration of her moans around my cock and very soon she began to buck and shudder beneath me as her orgasm hit her.  I just carried on eating her cunt because I know we will soon have a couple more.  After a couple more minutes she had her second orgasm and from there on it was virtually one long continues orgasm with her moaning and groaning around my cock which wasn’t very long before I also shoot my load into her ready and waiting mouth.  It was a monstrous orgasm and I must have shot a gallon of hot sticky come down her throat notwithstanding the fact that I already had two previous orgasms.

 

 When we eventually recovered Felia turned around, took me in her arms and gave me an all consuming kiss.

 

 “Oh fuck Hendrik, I knew there was only one of you.  You really make me feel like a woman again and not just like a fuck machine.  Let’s just take a little breather and then you can fuck me with your beautiful big and nice tasting cock,”

 

 “You mean let’s take a rest until I can get my cock up and ready again?  It is going to take a while especially after the beating he got last night, are you sure that we can still wait that long.  Don’t you think the people at home will get worried?”

 

 “Who Felia?  She will only be jealous because she has figured out by now that we have a great fuck session going and Bertie won’t even miss me.  Anna-Marié won’t worry because she isn’t there and Amelia will tell her a story if she phone my house by chance.”

 

 “What is the time now?  Do we have enough time before the cleaners come a 9?” I asked.  Looking at my watch I noticed that it was almost 5.  Still 5 hours to go, that should be ample time for Felia to get me up to functioning again and to give her a proper fuck.  I will be nice if only the two of us can be all by ourself as it has never happened before.

 

 I lie down next to Felia and she immediately started playing with my cock.  Her hands caress and rolled him between her hands and after a while she turns around and took him in her mouth.   This was treatment my cock couldn’t handle and after not even 30 minutes it was as hard as a piece of iron.

 

 Ah, I see  I haven’t lost my magic,” said Felia and immediately turned around and started kissing me.

 

 “This time I want to be under and let you do the work.  I have been to busy fucking the whole night and I want to let you do the work now.”

 

 She turned on her back and turned me with her.  As I settled on top of her, her hand moved down between our bodies and grab my cock.  I lift my ass and she directs my cock at her cunt.  I move slowly down and she moves my cock up and down through her slit when my cockhead touched her cunt.  After a while she takes her hand away and said, “Now fuck me your fucking stud.  Make me a whore, but make me your whore.  Oh fuck, I am going to enjoy this,” she said as she forces her ass upwards to force my cock into her cunt to the hilt.

 

 I went in so fucking easy I hardly felt it.  I must say she was fucking wet but I suppose she was still stretch a lot because of the monster cock she had in her cunt.  It didn’t matter however because she was still as hot as ever and still as sensitive to my cock as ever.  When I entered her she shouts, “ Oh my fuck I feel your cock deep in my cunt.  Oh how fucking nice.  He is made just for my cunt.  Please fuck me good Hendrik and fuck me hard.”

 

 I started fucking her slowly by pulling my cock almost all the way back till only the head was in and then keep it there for a while before slamming it home.  This causes her every time to pull in her breath and moaned, “Oh yesss, fuck me, oh it is so fucking nice to feel your cock forcing his way into my cunt.”

 

 We carry on like this for a while before I tell her to turn around and present her ass to me.  As she turned around I slammed my cock into her cunt and started fucking her in earnest and it wasn’t long before I feel the tell tale signs of her approaching her first orgasm.  She moans continuesly, “Yes, oh yes, oh yes…….,” , tighten her cunt muscles around my cock and force her ass back against mine every time I rammed my cock home.  Then suddenly she was there.

 

 “I m comminnnggggg!!!!!  Oh my fuck it is so fucking good, oh yesssssss!!!!!!!!1 Aaaaaaaaa!!!!!!! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!” she shouts and her whole body began to shudder and she bucks against me like a wild animal.

 

 I keep on fucking her like that and after just a short while she had her second orgasm.  My cock was so wet by now that I decided to fuck her in the ass.  As I pulled my cock out she looks around and asked, “ Are you going to fuck my ass?  Oh fuck yes I need it.”

 

I pu

t my cockhead against her puckered hole and slowly started to push my cock in.  To my amazement it went in quite smoothly and soon I was fucking her ass like a madman.  Felia went wild below me and lying with her head flat on the bed she started rubbing het clit and in no time she had her third orgasm and from there on it was just one long continues orgasm till I eventually felt the pressure building up and suddenly I released a torrent of come into her ass.  I fell down on Felia’s back and lie like a soldier killed in action.  Which I suppose I was.

 

After a while Felia told me to get off as I was fucking heavy and she wanted to rest also.

 

The chapter ends but the story continues.

 

To be continued……….