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The Monster Part 4

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When I met Sharon for lunch I told her that I wouldn’t be able to make the theatre. Something had “come up”.

She asked “Is everything ok?”

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t">“Yes, I just have something important to do.”

“Well I’m not going to let you stand me up without knowing why. Tell me what’s going on.”

“I’m meeting someone.” Then I told her the story about Saturday night.

“So just how big is it?”

I held up my hands and said “It’s this long and I needed both hands to stroke it!”

“I’ve heard about big dicks but have never really seen one. Isn’t it kind of scary?”

“It was more exciting than scary. When I saw it I couldn’t believe the size and I couldn’t imagine not trying to get it inside of me. And when I did I was amazed at how it felt. When I began to ride up and down, I went into a trance. I felt so different”

“Do you realize what you’re doing to me? I’m so wet that I’m afraid to stand up.”

“And you haven’t even seen it! Imagine how you’d feel with it either in front of you or inside you!”

“That’s a great idea! Take me with you!”

“No way!”

“Oh come on! It’s not like sharing your husband. It’s a cock!”

“Well, there’s something else. He’s bringing some friends . . .”

“You’re kidding!?”

“No, I’m dead serious. I asked him to meet me and he told me that he and his wife belong to a swapping club. He called it “The Club”.  And if I wanted him to bring some friends, he would. I was so horny and he didn’t do much except let me play with his cock. I asked him to go down on me and he said ‘I don’t do that!’ So the thought of several men was too much to pass up. I told him sure! I figured that there’s got to be a cunt licker among them.”

“Well, wouldn’t you like some company? Just to be safe?”

“Are you sure you want to do this with me?”

“I’m absolutely sure! I’m too curious, not to mention horny! After getting me all worked up you can’t just leave me like this. Come on, take me with you! But let’s go to the ladies room first. I need to take off this wet underwear.”

Roger had given me the address of his friend’s house.  When he answered the door, he saw Sharon at my side and asked, “Bonnie, what’s going on?”

She stepped through the door and said “Hi, I’m Sharon. When Bonnie told me about your cock I made her bring me along. And when she told me that you were bringing friends, I told her she shouldn’t go alone! So, let’s meet your friends.”

He closed the door and I said “I hope you don’t mind. She insisted on coming with me and I figured that if you liked fucking my pussy that you’d enjoy hers too!” I reached down and put my hand on his pants and felt his quickly rising cock. “Did you take your medicine?”

“We all did!” two nice looking younger men were sitting on the couch, cocktails in hand. They stood up to greet us. I immediately recognized them. I’d met them at a party at Roger’s during the summer. They were smiling and said “Hello Bonnie. It’s nice to see you again.”

“It’s nice to see you. I’d like you to meet my friend Sharon. Sharon, this is Craig, and this is Shawn. Do your wives know about this?”

“Sure they do. Didn’t Roger tell you? They’re over at Roger’s with Shellie and your husband.”

“My, my, you guys really thought this over, didn’t you?”

“More than you know!”

Sharon said “Hello boys. Are you sure you fine young things are interested in women our age?”

Shawn replied, “I’ve learned long ago not to worry about a woman’s age. I’ve found that older women appreciate what us younger men can do.”

Sharon smiled and said “Oh Shawn, I think we’re going to get along just fine! But I must admit, Bonnie’s told me all about Roger and I can’t wait to see what she’s been talking about. Why don’t you two have another drink while we get acquainted?”

Shawn said “Let’s go upstairs to the playroom.” He led us up to a bedroom that has two king size beds side by side. There were hand towels and assorted toys spread out on its surface. All around the bed, facing it, were overstuffed easy chairs.

I walked over to a vacant chair and said “Roger, come over here and let’s get comfortable.” I had him sit down. I knelt in front of him and slipped off his shoes.  I undid his belt and then I pulled down his zipper. He stood up so that I could pull down his pants. He wasn’t wearing underwear and he was now shaved! I asked “When did you shave?”

“After you guys left us on Saturday night Shellie decided that she loved Frank’s hairless dick. She shaved me right then. Do you like it?”

“Oh yes! Now it’s even better! Now I can do this!” I started to lick his huge balls and sucked one into my mouth. I looked up and saw that Roger was looking Sharon over. In her suit you couldn’t really see much about her figure. The jacket covered her top but the short skirt showed promise. She’s built better than me. A little taller, slimmer and her legs look great!

Without waiting for an invitation Sharon walked over to us and knelt next to me, slyly moving me out of the way.

“Oh my god! It's fucking huge!! I can see what you mean! This is beautiful!” And then she reached out and placed both her hands around his erection. She leaned forward and put her mouth over its head and she began to run her hands up and down its length. 

She took one hand away and shoved it under her skirt. She touched herself for a moment and when she pulled her hand out it was glistening! She switched hands and started to smear his cock with her juices. When she had both hands back on his member she pulled back and looked up at him. “I love to taste myself!” And then she started licking him from the base of his shaft all the way to the head of his cock.

I was watching him look at me with a huge grin on his face. I pulled my skirt up and pushed my panties aside. I put my hand between my legs and started to finger myself. I wanted to get good and wet so that my new obsession wouldn’t have any trouble filling me. I raised my voice and said “Hey! Don’t be a bitch! Is this how you thank me for bringing you along?”

Sharon stopped licking him and turned her head. “I’m so sorry!” She smiled and said “Not! You got me all worked up and everything you said is true! I never imagined anything like this!”

I stood up and quickly shed my clothes. I walked my naked self towards them. I told her “Just back off and get undressed. I’ve got some business to attend to.”

She stood up and fumbled with her outfit. Like me, she couldn’t take her eyes off of his cock. I walked to him and gave him a deep kiss while I felt his member. I turned my back to him, put my hands on the chair’s arms and lowered myself onto his cock. It was hard to get started. I pushed down and his cock head stretched my cunt. I licked my fingers and rose up so that I could try to make myself a little wetter. I tried again and gasped as he started to enter me. I threw my head back and tried to get him as deep as possible.

Roger was not paying attention to me but was watching Sharon undress. She seemed to be enjoying the attention. She was trying to be coy but I could tell she was in a hurry. When she undid her blouse and unhooked her bra I heard him say “Nice!” And when she pushed down her skirt and stepped out of it I could swear I felt him get harder.

“Here, let me help.” Sharon was in front of us with her hands between my legs, fingering the base of his cock. “I’ve got to try this.” I looked down and she was licking his enormous balls. I touched her cheek to get her attention. She looked up and I asked her, “Is it just like I said?”

“It’s even better!” was her reply.

And then, I was surprised by what she did next. As I watched her, she looked into my eyes and started to lick his shaft. And she licked all the way up to me! She started to lick my cunt lips, and then she gave my clit a slight tease. She pulled her head back and used her finger to tease my clit.

“You taste awfully good. If I make you cum will you let me have a turn?”

I couldn’t help but smile. “Sure!”

Sharon leaned forward and put her lips to my clit. I knew that I wouldn’t last very long while riding this huge cock and getting licked at the same time. I couldn’t decide what was better. My pussy being filled by his cock or the gentle stimulation of my clit. I didn’t have long to think about it as I felt that warmth and tingling start to well up inside of me. Oh Jesus! This has got to be one of the most intense orgasms that I’ve ever experienced! I grabbed Sharon’s head and held it tight. I couldn’t keep up the movement. I pulled her against me and had the most wonderful climax! 

I didn’t have much time to enjoy the moment as Sharon pulled away and said “My turn!”

I pushed myself up and had to put my hand to myself to try and hold onto the feeling. As soon as I had I stepped away Sharon moved forward and began to stroke him again. She said to Roger, “Would you suck on me to get me ready?” 

“I don’t do that.” was his reply. Sharon raised her eyebrows and said “I’d heard that but didn’t believe it. How can you not eat women?”

“I will!” It was Shawn. He and Craig both had dicks in their hands and were watching us. I looked at them and they both had promising dicks. Craig looked like 8” and Shawn was just a little smaller. Shawn stood and quickly got undressed. He moved behind Sharon and started to run his hand along her back moving down towards her ass.

“Why don’t you suck on him while I suck on you?”

With that said, she once again turned her attention to the monster.

Shawn tried to find a way to get to her cunt but was having some trouble. “Let’s move to the bed.” He pointed and said “Lay on the bed. Roger can feed you while I lick you silly.”

Sharon got on the bed, lay down on her back and spread her legs giving him easy access to her cunt. Roger had no problem with kneeling on the side of the bed and was stroking his cock as he presented it to her willing mouth. Like me she was having trouble with his size but he wasn’t hesitating as he tried to pump it in and out of her mouth. Sharon seemed to be having a great time. She had one hand on Roger’s cock and the other was on Shawn’s head.

I walked to the bed and sat down so I could watch.  Shawn was licking her lips and sucking her clit.  He started to tongue fuck her and brought his hand up so he could finger her. After just a couple of minutes she let loose of Roger and grabbed Shawn with both hands. She started to moan and talked to Shawn. “Oh yes! That’s perfect! Oh please, oh, oh yes!” And she went into shuddering spasms as she came! Roger now lay on his back.

“Sharon, are you ready for this?”

Well, she was obviously fired up so she began to straddle him. I could see that like me, she was having just a little bit of trouble with getting him inside her the first time. She got up and rolled over onto on her hands and knees. She looked over her shoulder and said “Come fuck me!”

Roger stood up and moved behind her. He licked his hand and smeared it onto the head of his dick. He pressed forward and tried to work himself into Sharon. He pushed forward and she began to gasp. “Oh, I don’t know how I’m going to be able to take this.”

I could see that she had to be awfully wet because each time he pulled his cock back it was glistening. He was only in a couple inches in but each stroke was going deeper. Sharon had her eyes closed and was concentrating on pushing back, trying to help him. Then she looked in my direction and smiled. “I’m so wet! And like you said, this is so exciting!”

Craig was now undressed and standing behind me. His arms came around me and he began to massage my erect nipples. I could feel his 8” hard on between my ass cheeks, slowly stroking up and down. He whispered “I’d love to fuck you! I was so disappointed when we met and Roger told me that you weren’t part of “The Club”. You’ve got a great ass and I’d love to cum in it!” I turned and gave him a great big kiss. I pulled away and sat down in a chair.

“I want you to lick me first. Work my clit! Get me off and we’ll see what happens next!”

He knelt before me and started to kiss my tits. He was sucking my nipples and using his teeth to nibble them. His hand was at my cunt and he was fingering me.  He started to move down licking and kissing me from my belly to my thighs. He finally settled in on my cunt and tongued me. He moved his tongue up to my clit as he worked two fingers into my cunt. Oh, it felt really good. Then, with his free hand, he started to finger my asshole. 

I stopped him by pushing his hand away and saying “No! Please don’t do that!”

He pulled away, looked up at me and said “Have you ever tried it?”

“No! It seems so disgusting! Frank always wants to play with my ass and I keep telling him no! What is it with guys and asses?”

Craig smiled and softly said, “Well, it’s like you girls and Roger’s big dick! And after he’s had his way with you us smaller guys have trouble trying to fill you like he can. So we go to the alternative. And anal foreplay really can be quite pleasurable. Most people find that anal stimulation intensifies an orgasm. It’s not like I’m trying to stick my dick up your ass. I’m just trying to use my finger to make you feel good.”

“How would you like it if I did it to you?”

“I love it when a woman sucks on me with her finger up my ass!” He went on. “Have you ever had an enema? The nozzle is like a long finger and when it’s lubricated it doesn’t hurt. If I give you a good cleaning, and if I promise to be gentle, will you at least try it?” He stood up and reached out to me. “Come with me.”

I decided to go with it. He was being patient and not pushy.  He led me into the bathroom. There was an enormous tub that was big enough for at least two people. These guys obviously know how to party. “Lay in the tub and I’ll clean you up.” He placed a gel type pillow under my head and said “Relax! I promise that you’ll enjoy this!”

He turned on the water it wasn’t long before it warmed up. Then he used his hands to spread the warm water over my pubic area. He soaped me up and gently washed me. I watched as Craig pulled out an enema kit. He filled it up and used some KY to lubricate the tip. Then he spread some KY around my asshole. “Put your legs up here on the sides of the tub.” Then I felt him slowly insert the nozzle. He was very gentle and smiling as he finished the insertion. “Now, I’ll fill you up.” I felt the warm liquid fill me and the sensation was pleasant. I closed my eyes and concentrated on relaxing. “Now I’m going to pull it out and I want you to empty yourself.”

When I was done he washed me again. He reached down, pulled me up, helped me out of the tub and then he toweled me off. “Now, where were we?”

He led me back to the bedroom and had me sit in a chair. He knelt down and started to finger my pussy. He inserted two fingers and began reaching for my g spot. He said “Let me know when you are close to cumming.” And he went back to work. I scooted down and opened my legs wider. His tongue searched out my clit and I held his head. He felt good. He was gently probing my clit with his tongue. He put his hands under my legs and lifted them over his shoulders. Then he started to finger me again.

I looked over to the bed and found that things were progressing nicely. Now it was Shawn who was lying down and Sharon was playing with his prick. She was kneeling with her ass in the air while Roger was pounding her from behind. From here I had a perfect view of his beautiful cock as he stroked in and out. He was pulling almost all the way out before he pushed it all the way in. The strokes were long and every couple of strokes he would pull her hips close and hold her tight like he was trying to get as deep as he could. As I watched him fuck her I began to tingle as I remembered how awesome it felt to have his cock fill me up.

Then Shawn said “I’m getting ready to cum!” Sharon pulled her head away and stroked him. He started to squirt and she stroked faster. She took him in her mouth again and sucked him some more. Then Roger pulled out and walked over to me. He was quickly stroking his cock and put it next to my face. “I’m getting close. Will you suck me now?”

As he put it to my lips he started to cum. He shot his load and I had cum in my mouth and all over my face. I swallowed and said “Oh, Craig! That feels so good!” I was now coming very close to getting off and told him so. I started to run my hands through his hair and pulled his head in just a little tighter. As I started to arch my back it happened! This time he didn’t give me a warning. I felt a finger at my ass and wham! It was in me! He pushed it all the way in and it felt like he was trying to fuck my ass as he stroked it in and out. That’s when I found out he was right! My orgasm was intense!

“Oh my god!” was all I could say. He continued to suck my clit and his finger now moved slightly side to side instead of in and out. After a minute he pulled his head away and slowly pulled out his finger.

“So, was I right?”

I looked at him and said “I hate to admit it, but yes you were! That was incredible!”

Sharon asked “What was incredible?”

Craig said “I introduced Bonnie to something new. Are you interested?”

She asked me “Am I?”

I said “Oh yeah, I think you are! Craig, I think its Sharon’s turn.” Craig took her by the hand and led her to the bathroom.

Shawn came over to me and knelt down. He leaned forward and started to lick and suck my tits. His touch was gentle, giving me goose bumps. I felt his hand on my thigh and he moved it toward my pussy. He slid his fingers in and curved them up searching for my pleasure spot. His thumb was softly stroking my clit, which was now so sensitive. I felt like there was a connection between my erect nipple and my clit! Oh, he’s good! I could feel yet another climax coming on . . . I grabbed his head and asked him to suck me off. He used his free hand to tweak my nipples. He licked his way down until he reached my erection. He slipped his tongue up and opened up my slit. He sucked ever so gently and then he used his tongue to replace his thumb and stimulate my clit. Then he pulled his fingers out and started to probe my butt with his wet fingers.

He started to slip one in and I didn’t resist. This made him bolder and he said “I’ve got another idea. Wait right here.” He went to the bed and picked up some toys. He returned with a couple of items and said “These are plugs. They’re better than fingers. Pick one.”

I looked at the different sizes and found one that was not too long or too wide. As I looked at it he said “Do you want to put it in or should I?” I handed it to him and he covered it with KY. He knelt in front of me and began to eat me again. “Ready?”’ he asked. I nodded and he brought the head to my ass and slowly inserted it. I closed my eyes and he began to lick me. It felt wonderful. When it was all the way in Shawn stopped licking me and said “I can’t wait any longer.”

He pulled me up out of the chair, turned me around, and bent me forward. Then he shoved his cock into my pussy. He said, “I’ve wanted to fuck you for so long!”  He started to pound away and lost all interest in what I wanted. He was pounding away and then he pulled out and turned to Roger. “Here you go! You’ve stretched her so much I can hardly feel a thing!”

Roger walked behind me and put his cock against my cunt lips. Once its head was in he quickly plunged forward trying to get it all in. He was really giving me a good working over. Shawn was standing next to me and he started to play with the plug. He moved it in and out, just a little at a time. It felt strange, but it didn’t hurt. Since I wasn’t protesting, he started to lengthen the strokes. All of a sudden Roger stopped and pulled out of me. “Come over here.” was all he said.

He led me to the bed and got on his back and reached for my hands. “I want you on top facing me. I want to look at your eyes while we fuck.”

I straddled him and sat on his dick. Shawn came up behind me and whispered in my ear. “I want to fuck you in the ass.”

I said “Tell you what. I’ll let you fuck my ass after I see someone fuck yours.”

“OK.” was his response. “I rather enjoy it, especially when it’s done while I’m getting head or fucking someone. It really makes my climax so much more intense! I let Craig fuck me when I fuck his wife. We’ll pretend Sharon is his wife!”

I said “I don’t believe it!”

“If I show you, then will you let me fuck you there?”

I thought “Uh oh, what have I done!” He again started to play with my plug. He pulled it out and pushed it in. He was using it to fuck my ass. These two were working together. I had a feeling that they had a plan. Then I felt it being pulled out and away and he said “Let me lube it up a little and put it back in.” He replaced it with a bigger one! I felt it touching me and it started to push into me.

“Whoa! What are you doing?”

“Just helping you get ready. Craig and Sharon are coming back.”

I heard Sharon say “Be gentle!”

I looked over and Craig had moved behind Sharon and she was bent over an arm of one of the chairs. He was fucking her from behind. He had his hands on her ass and said “OK Sharon, are you ready?” He pulled back and as he thrust forward he slipped his finger in her ass! I heard her gasp and she went rigid!

She looked over at me and said “I’m so glad you let me come with you! This is more sex than I had all year!”

Shawn walked towards Sharon and said “Craig buddy, how’d you like to fuck me while I fuck her?”

“Sweet!” was his reply.

Sharon said “What does that mean?”

“Bonnie says that she’ll let me fuck her ass if she sees someone fuck mine! So stay right there. I want to make sure she gets a good view.”

Craig pulled out of Sharon and Shawn took his place. He pushed his dick into her while she was still bent over the chair. He looked at me and smiled while he was licking his thumb. I watched as he brought to Sharon’s asshole and slowly pushed it in. “Now I’ll give you what I gave Bonnie.”

He took one of the plugs from the chair and lubed it up. He inserted it and said “OK man, I’m ready!” He leaned forward until he was touching Sharon’s back.

She said “Oh my, I feel so full!”

I watched Craig as he took some lube and smeared it on his dick. He looked at me as he walked behind Shawn and lined up to penetrate him. “Can you see ok? Why not come over here and watch?”

I rolled off of Roger and noticed how full I felt trying to move with the plug in my ass. I reached down and removed it. I knelt next to Craig and he said “Here, why don’t you hold it and guide it in.”

As I looked at Shawn’s ass I still couldn’t believe that something this big would fit in that small hole. But it did! Craig put his hands on Shawn’s hips and pulled himself forward until he was all the way in!

“Oh man! I still say your ass feels better than my wife’s cunt!”

“That’s because Roger’s fucked your wife and he’s never fucked my ass! Would you do me a favor? Cum quickly so I get back to Bonnie.”

Now the boys were developing a rhythm, and watching 3 people together like this was wild! I started to regret what I had said but it was too late now!

Roger said “Bonnie, come back over here.” I went to him and he pointed his erection to the ceiling and smiled. I walked around the bed so that I could play with it and watch the show. I started to stroke it and lick it then I felt Roger’s hand sliding down my back. He slid a little sideways to get closer to my ass. Then I felt him stick a finger in me while his thumb went into my pussy. He was rubbing his thumb and finger together, then he started to move them slowly in and out while maintaining contact. Wow! Craig was right. I thought I enjoyed sex before, but this experience was marvelous!  I could see that Craig was speeding up.

 Then he said “Oh yeah! Oh fuck me! God I love your ass!” he was now all the way in and holding still. He must have cum.

Shawn looked over and said “Are you ready?” 

Roger said “Can I play too?”

I said “Oh no, there's no way you’re going to fuck me there too!”

“Take it easy! That’s not what I meant. Sit on me again while Shawn gets ready.” 

Once more I straddled Roger and put him inside of me. Shawn walked to the edge of the bed behind me. He climbed up and bent down.

“Why don’t you give Roger a kiss?”

I felt hands on my shoulders as he gently pushed me forward. He kept them there and I felt him at my hole and then Shawn was pushing his cock up my ass!

Roger held my arms and said “Relax! You’ll love this!”

I felt Shawn pushing, a little at a time! I was being penetrated by cocks in both of my holes! Roger pulled me closer and started to kiss me, sticking his tongue into my mouth. I wanted to scream but it all felt so good and strange at the same time! I had this cock in my cunt and my clit was on fire! Shawn was pushing his dick into my ass and I was torn between feeling violated and fulfilled!

I Said “Stop!” and both of them held still. I tried to relax and didn’t know what to do.

Roger said “I can feel Shawn’s cock. Please let me stroke while he holds still. I Think I can cum again!”

Shawn said “Wait, I’m almost all in.” He pushed forward. “There! Go ahead Rog!”

Roger started to flex his hips and I could feel the two of them rubbing against each other. Shawn was on my back and he whispered in my ear. “You feel wonderful! I owe you big time and I always pay my debts.”

He began kissing my neck and nibbling on my ear. Then Roger started to cum! He pulled my hips down and held himself in as far as he could. I swear I could feel him shooting. And then Shawn started moving again, slowly, seeing how I would react.

He said “Now it’s my turn.”

Since I didn’t protest he got bolder and lengthened his strokes. “Oh yeah, you feel great! I’m going to cum!”

And he pulled out and jacked off onto my back. He bent down and kissed and licked my asshole, and as he got off of the bed he said “That was fucking great!”

I pulled myself off of Roger and rolled onto my back. “Shawn, will you make me cum one more time?”

“Of course love, anything you want.”

And he came to me, kissed me and kept kissing me as he worked his way down to my cunt. It didn’t take long. He was so gentle and was tonguing my clit ever so lightly. Oh I love being a woman! I came and pulled him up to me so that I could kiss him and taste myself.

“I think I’ve had enough!” was all I could say.

I looked over to Sharon and Craig. He was fucking her from behind and working a plug in and out of her ass. She had her hand between her legs and was working her clit. She said “Oh yeah, oh yeah! Ooh yes, I cumming!” 

As we were getting dressed Craig said “The club has two rules: Everyone needs a recent medical certificate showing that they’ve tested negative for HIV and STD’S. What ever you do to a spouse, the partner has the right to do it to yours!”

I said “So Frank is with your wives.  Do their plans include letting him fuck their asses?”

Shawn said “Maybe. They’ve only had one rule: Neither of use can even think about sticking our dicks in Shellie’s ass because they don’t want to have to deal with Roger. I understood them to say that there was a surprise in store for him. Roger do you know what they’re up to?”

“Yeah, Shellie told me all about it and she’ll confirm it when I get home. I sure hope she was successful.”

I had to ask. “What were her plans?”

Roger smiled at me and said “Shellie was going to get him to take her virginity. If she did, then next time we meet, you’re all mine!”

 

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A night out with my girlfriend

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  It was a saturday night and I was going out with my girlfriend to Hollywood.  She had wanted to go to two different places that night that sounded like a pretty good time to me, she wanted to go two a sex store and then to a strip club.  So I looked around the internet for sex stores in Hollywood found a big one a couple of minutes away from the strip club she wanted to go to. I picked her up and off we went, when we got to the sex store she was all excited about going to one, we did not go to buy anything just to look around. So we were looking at all the toys, some I had to explain what they were others we both had no idea what they were. We looked at the very large dvd collection and looked at some magazinea and books. It was alot of fun and looking at all the stuff was

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getting me pretty turned on and i think it was doing the same to her. We were there for at least an hour before we headed of to the strip club

  We arrived at the club a in about 15 minutes we walked in and sat down pretty close to the stage, one thing about my girlfriend she is not bi(yet) but she is very bi curious she loves to look at other girls and really loves to look at other girls boobs, my girlfriend as very nice boobs herself about a 34-D.  There was about 8-10 different strippers with about 4 of them really attractive. The strippers loved us that night because we were the only ones tipping. After a few dances me and my girlfriend sat right next to the stage and since we were the only ones tipping they gave us extra attention. They were putting there asses right in our faces and shaking there boobs in your faces which my girlfriend loved and of course so did I. It was really turning me on I could fell my cock getting harder, I had my arm around my girlfriend and she had her hand on my leg right next to my hardening cock. One stripper really caught my girlfriends eye she told me that she thought she was really hot, when that stripper was dancing my girlfriend wispered in my ear "you are so getting you dick sucked tonight". A few minutes later I got my girlfriend a lap dance from that stripper she liked, the stripper took us both into a different room I sat right next to my girlfriend as the stripper danced with her. It was so hot, she was grabbing my girlfriends tits and putting her tits in my girlfreinds face then sticking her ass in her face all the will me right beside her just watching and getting a huge hard on. When the dance was over I paid the stripper for the great dance and we left.

  We got to my truck(I have a SUV) that was parked on the street that was pretty lonely. I opened the door for her then walked around and got in the drivers seat. We immediatly started kissing, I reach over and starting touching her tits over her shirt and she reach down to grab my cock over my pants. She was jerking it over my pants for about two minutes while we were both still kissing she then undid my belt, unzipped my pants and grabbed my now very hard cock. She stroked it for a while and then stopped kissing me and leaned foward and put my cock in her mouth. She first sucked on just the head then started going up and down, it felt amazing getting a blow job right there in my truck on the street. She was sucking my cock for about 5 minutes when i looked across the street and saw a women in a window looking out toward my truck and talking on the telephone. I was not sure if she could see inside my truck because the street was very dark I told my girlfriend about the woman that might be looking at us and she stopping going down on me long enough to say "I dont care". She sucked my cock till i was on the verge of comming when she stopped and said lets go to the back seat. So we went to the back seat where I lifted up her shirt and she removed her bra to reveal her amazing size D tits, I started kissing her again while i played with her tits, I began sqeezing her nipples and she started to moan, I then removed my hand from her tit and reach down between her legs and started rubbing down there over her jeans. I then undid her jeans and reach in to touch her now very wet slit, I rubbed her clit while sucking on her tits she was now moaning more heavily. I stuck a finger in her wet hole and began finger fucking her. I was only at this for a short time when she pushed my back and told me that she wanted me to go down on her. I helped her remove her jeans and panties then she sat back, I went down to her very wet pussy and started running my tounge up and down your slit, she grabbed the top of my head and said "that feels so good". I started to suck on her clit and with my right hand inserted two fingers into her pussy and with my left hand played with her nipple. She was maoning loauder now and her body was shaking i was doing this for about ten minutes she told me she wanted me to fuck her. She sat up and reach for my cock and started jerking she then went down and starting sucking again until it was fully hard again. I then moved toward the center of the back seat and she sat on my legs with her tits right in my face. She then grabbed my cock moved faward and place the head into her pussy. She started moving up and down and i would do the same until you could hear are bodies slapping against one another. She was riding me all the time I was sucking on her tits and sqeezing her ass. I could feel myself almost at the point when she started going faster until I cummed then she collapsed foward onto me. We stated like that for a few minutes then she got off me we both got dressed and headed home.

The Dream Gets Hotter

Willingwhiteslut on Cheating Stories

The Dream Gets Hotter
by willingwhiteslut@yahoo.com

 Before I write here, I just have to thank the dozens of wonderful people who have already made contact with me after my first attempt at a story the other day.  The response was really overwhelming. My yahoo was overloaded a couple times and I think I lost a lot of add requests... if i didn't respond to your's please try again.  I do hope to be able to talk to everyone eventually, but I am mostly looking for one true Ultimate Black Stud that I can give myself to totally.

 Now, as for that happening... my dreams are getting hotter now that I am talking to a few guys who are trying to get me to give in.  Maybe I have found the right guy already, or maybe he

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is still out there.  I would love to share with everyone one of my very favorite dreams so that people can know exactly what I am hoping to do.

 I do think I will need to be 'forced' into this.  I am like a moth searching the flame, so I will come closer and closer... but ultimately I fear to be burnt.  I dream I will find a man who will force me to be stupid.  A sane mother of two and 'loyal' married wife doesn't go onto the Internet and agree to webcam for strange men.  I want to be made to do it.  I want a Black man to tell me that I 'owe' it to Him.  For white guilt.  For the shameful ways that Niggers were treated as slaves.  It is my turn to make amends.  I have excited my stud now, and I have to make him happy.

 I won't do anything illegal or harmful to my kids... but I will take risks. The danger of getting caught excites me.  I think I actually want to get caught in most of my fantasies.  A couple of years ago I was playing with a white guy online in another situation.  He ordered me to undress in front of an opened window while some of the neighbor college boys were in their backyard having drinks.  I obeyed and it turned me on so much to know that they all unquestionably saw me as a slut.  I don't know how close I was to getting fucked that night, but I want to be pushed to the limits.  I want to be corrupted and I don't think there is a place I can't imagine going.

 Dreams are so amazing.  Anything can happen.  I could hear the phone ring at any moment.  Maybe my husband will answer it... or maybe someone else in my family will?  It could be my new lover calling.  "Put Leta on the phone" He will command.  Or maybe he will order 'the slut' to be put on the phone.  It is such a danger to me... but I dream of it.

 I really want more.  I want it real... not just in a dream.

 I want cock.  Black cock.  I want cum,  I want a Big, Black, Nigger Cock to cum in my very unprotected pussy.  Honestly, if I am told to do it... I will take fertility treatment to ensure that I will be ready to conceive for my Black Master when we get together the first time.

 My husband will positively be devastated.  Sometimes he does watch some Interracial themed movies with me, but he is definitely not into them like I am.  michael is racist... and in a bad way.  he thinks he is better than any minority.  For my perfect dream, I think I definitely want michael to be reeducated in some very serious ways.  I will let my Nigger Master decide what is best for michael, but my own fantasies go crazy and again I don't think I have a limit what I can dream of.  michael could be made to go gay.  he could be forbidden from ever touching me again.  he could be just beaten or much, much worst.  I can imagine it all, and it all excites me.  I guess, I would love to hear some ideas about this from my potential Masters if they have any,

 I definitely have my own ideas what can be done to me.  I think anything can probably be done.  I start with dreaming of becoming black pregnant immediately.  If I could be inseminated today, I would do it... I swear on my children's life.  If I had a Black Man right here... right now... who knew about my lust.  If he ordered me to lay down this very moment.  I do swear I would take it happy.

 Of course, that said... I don't actually go out and just do it.  I think I will need to be 'forced' into things somehow.  I hope someone can figure out how to do this to me.

 Once I am a Nigger's slut... I dream of the most humiliation use and abuse.  I want to be spit on or pissed on.  I want my hair pulled and my face bitch slapped just because the Nigger can do it.  I want to know I am just His.  He owns me.  I serve only His pleasure.

 If I am given to friends then I will fuck them all knowing I still serve my Master.  I represent Him, and I will bring honor to His glory by being the very best white slut I can be for everyone else.  If my Master wanted to tattoo me as property of any Black... I do imagine a mark right on my face.  Something that I could not hide from the public or from my family.  Something that anyone would see and know that I am an owned and loyal Nigger's fuck slut now.

 Of course, a Black Baby would be a good sign.  I want to have one with the darkest skin.  I want to take Him or Her out in public and 'act' like I have 'no choice' but to breast feed.  I guess it might be wrong to involve children in these ideas... but I guess too that I am not a right girl at this moment.

 The Black Lust overpowers me.  I think I am ready for everything.  I was so grateful for all the encouragement I got from my last story.  It was amazing.  I wish as a proper thank you I could line up for every Black Stud that wrote me... get on my back... and just spread for a gang-breeding lottery to see who could be the one?

 A lot of white boys wrote me too, and for all of them I think they are so sweet.  In time I hope to be able to answer everyone.  In my fantasy, maybe they all could be lined up next to my Nigger Lords and after each fuck, one of the white boy's could lick the excess from my freshly fucked pussy?  The sperm inside would have to be left to do the most good though.

 I would like to write a real story here for people to read.  Something that would be more of an adventure.  If anyone wanted to help me, I would love suggestions of what would be the hottest ideas to put in a story.  Should I be a willing cuckolding slut or should I be a fighting rape victim?  Should I have just one Dominant Master, or should a gang of studs take me?  Should my Black Lovers be older than I am or younger?  Upper Class or homeless bums?  Gang Bangers or a school's football team?

 I dream of all of it.  I think other than ever imagining myself dismembered, there is nothing I haven't gotten off to for fantasy.  I can even fear getting snuffed for all this crazy risk I am doing now.

 I do want to be Black Fucked though... so badly... so good.  I want some stud to order me to send Him a plane ticket.  Invite him to come and stay for as long as He wants.  I want to figure a way to obey.  It could take some serious planning, but I bet it could happen.  I want to be fucked in  my own marital bed.  If my husband is tied up and made to watch that would be cool, but maybe he is just drugged so that he can't interfere.  I want a Nigger Master who will make me betray every promise I used to be prisoner too.  I now know my husband doesn't appreciate me the way I need it.  he doesn't excite me the way I need it.

 Unless I get the sex thrill I need, maybe I will have to leave him.  I think a Nigger would be doing my husband a favor my taking me as His slave.  If michael will handle being a cuckold I am sure I could stay his wife at least in name.  And I would be so happy being everything else for my Black Stud.

 I home school my children and it is hard to find too much time to just sit and write.  I had hoped to write more here.  I hope this is hot for people to read too.  I felt I wanted to give something to all the fantastic people who messaged me yesterday.

 If anyone else wants to contact me, my yahoo is still willingwhiteslut@yahoo.com

 I think I am almost too busy as it is now... but I will try to answer all I can, any chance I get to sneak away from michael for even a few minutes.  I love this now.  Thanks

Leta

Mom and her boys 2

itsonrocky on Incest Stories

I'd like to thank Steph (Mbop) for giving me alot of ideas for this story.

 

 

 

Mom and her boys pt. 2

 

 

 

The next day it was saturday. The sound of birds chirping and the sunlight breaking trough the blinds woke Jackie up. She moved to her left side and put an arm over her husband John and snuggled up to him with a smile. In her still dreamy and foggy state it took her a while to recognize the pain comming from between her legs. Her mind responded to it and she then remembered her dream. Her stomach reacted in butterflies as pictures of her sons having sex with her raced trough her mind. She couldn't believe how filthy and dir

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ty her mind was to dream of such a thing. How could this happen, she felt so guilt ridden and couldn't believe the things people could dream of.

She refused to think any more about her dream but then she felt pain on her ass as well. Her ass was so sore she could barely move her legs. As her brain started to awake a shocking reality was starting to hit her. The area around her pussy...and all the way to her asshole and buttcheeks were in pain. Her jaw muscles and throat felt funny, and then it hit her. The dream isn't a dream after all. She got knots in her stomach again once reality finally set in. She had sex with her children last night and came multiple times. Even her breasts were sore from all the attention the three boys had given them. She stopped hugging her husband and backed off in fear of waking him up. How could she face him after what she had done? How will she face her boys when she walks downstairs in the kitchen and is asked to cook them brekfast? She won't even be able to bend over to pick things up off the floor or stretch out to reach something in the kitchen...their eyes will be on her constantly.

She felt so ashamed and embaressed. A dark depression washed over her as she sat up on the bed. She could feel her head ringing like there were church bells inside of it. She also couldn't remember the last time she had come so hard or so much in one sitting, which wasn't making things better at all and only added to her guilt. Her twelve yearold was inside of her. How could she let herself get so carried away? Why didn't she think about the consequence, she remembered that she let Alex fuck her with no condom on. She then remembered that she let her youngest enter her with no contraceptive as well.

For all she knew she could be pregnant with one of the boys. What if she did get pregnant ...she would never be able to find out which one of the boys is the father because there would be a possibility of the authorities getting involved. Did she get so carried away with the boys because she had been ovulating prior to having sex with them? One thought after the other was making her more nervous and scared. She didn't know what to do and decided that the best thing was to get on with her shower and clear her mind with a cup of coffe so she could think about what to do next. She looked at the clock it was almost 9am and tip toed out of the room grabbing her robe and some fresh panties. She had to get the smell of sex off her body. She stuffed her panties deep into the hamper covering it with other clothes because she knew Alex might go searching for them later, like covering her panties would keep him from finding them.

She took her shower and took a deep breath while looking herself in the mirror. She started to wonder what kind of a mother she was. Was she the devil in sheep's clothing? She used to be such a loving and caring mother...why did she go trough with this? Was it because John wasn't interested in sex as much? "How could you blame him for your sins" She thought to herself. There was no way she was going to blame this on John. She told herself 'Why couldn't you just get a vibrator like most other responsible mothers...how could you violate your children like that.' She began to think that they might be scarred for life by her acts. How are they ever going to look at her as their mother again? 'They will just look at me like a whore'...she thought.

She decided that it was best to just act like nothing had happened and her defence mechanism told her to try not to think about this any more. She had only herself to blame so this was the only way to escape guilt and depression, so she just put on her robe and made sure it covered her entire body so that no man in the house could get a peak of her skin. For the first time in a while she did not put any make up on her face, she tried to make herself look as unsexy as possible and just proceeded into the kitchen. Alex and Mark were already in the living room and since there was no school they were spread out on the couch watching TV which is probibly what they would be doing all day. She didn't greet them and just walked into the kitchen and started making some coffee. She thought about different ways to say greet the boys, she was so nervous about facing them or even exchanging simple greetings with them.

Alex and Mark were nervous too. The situation was very awkward because the first thing their mom would usually do is ask how they slept and if they wanted something to eat. The house would be ringing with electricity and different things would be cooking. Jackie leaned against the counter and slurped her coffee slowly as she looked out the window. The youngest Mikey had just got out of the bathroom after brushing his teeth and joined his other brothers on the couch. None of them spoke. All three were very concerned with their mom because of how the night ended. They were also scared of their dad and how they would face him too after what they did to his wife last night. Mikey was the closest to their mom and most outgoing with her so he decided to go talk to her. Alex and Mark turned their heads following him as he walked to ward the kitchen. Mikey felt so bad and worried about her. Jackie gasped when she saw him enter the kitchen, like she saw a ghost. Mikey just walked up to her and leaned against the counter. An awkward silence went on for a few minutes.

"You ok sweetey?" Jackie decided to break the ice.

"I'm fine mom...and you?"

"I'll be ok, you want something to eat? Why don't you ask your brothers what they want."

She said it as she got the pan out and grabbed the eggs from the fridge. She made her movements as unprovocative as possible although the soreness made it quite difficult. Her sences told her to cover her body up as much as she could. She didn't hear a response from Mikey and it caught her by response when she felt his hands on her breasts and his cock on her ass as she reached up to grab a pan out of the cupboard. She grabbed his hands and took them off her breasts and gently pushed his cock away with her ass.

"Mikey ....listen to me carefully. What happened between me and you boys...." She decided to gather the rest of the boys around because she knew she might have the same conversation with all of them and this would only save some time. She told Mikey to sit down at the table and called out for the other two to join them.

"Alex and Mark come here mom has to talk to you boys." The two got up immediately and with some shame approached the table...unlike their younger brother they were actually scared of what their mom might say. They were also worried about her so Mark asked her as he sat down.

"Mom did you rest well? You kinda almost passed out yesterday."

Jackie assured them she was just fine. "I'm going to be ok don't worry about me I'm just a little bit sore. Alex gripped my hips just a little bit to hard so I have some marks on them but that's not what I wanted to talk to you boys about. We're going to have this conversation just once and before your father wakes up so sit tight until I'm finished. What we did last night and over the past few days was morally wrong and is considered illegal." The boys sat with their ears open but with their heads down.

"I want you to understand that this will never ever happen again. You must not tell your father or anyone else in your lives...this includes your best friends, as a matter of fact I want you to forget what we did and try to move on with our lives. I am your mother and mother's aren't supposed to have sex with their children. That's what girlfriends are for." She looked at each one of them. "Does everybody understand what I'm saying? This is serious." The boys looked at their mom half ashamed and Mark felt he had to say something because he was the oldest.

"I hear you mom and I'm sorry that we all got carried away...it's nobody's fault and I promise you I won't ever touch you or ask anything of you that might be sexual. Right guys?" He looked at his younger brothers who both just nodded. Jackie sighed with relief and hugged Alex and Mark and kissed each one on the cheek and forehead. She then walked over to mikey and kissed him on the forehead. She didn't want their relationship to change but this was in her mind one of the ways to get rid of feelings of self guilt and depression. She asked the boys what they wanted to eat and proceeded with brekfast.

She had thought that having that little talk with them would somehow erase what happened but it did absolutely nothing for her. She was severely depressed and started to doubt herself as a mother. She made them some eggs and poured each boy a glass of milk. She stood next to them and combed Mikey's hair as they all ate, watching her three kids. How could she have let herself commit the act of incest? None of the boys spoke as they ate which made her freak out even more. She remembered the day she gave birth to each and every one of them. She thought of how all the family came to the hospital from all over the country for each boy's entrance into the world. She remembered how happy she was and the first time she held them in her arms. Her thoughts went on farther when she breast fed the boys, all the sacrifice she put herself trough to keep her boys safe, how she coddled them. She remembered how when Mark was four years old he had such a bad case of fever her and John spent three days in the hospital while her mother Hannah watched Alex and Mikey who were to little at the time to know what was going on. She was so worried at that time and when Mark got better she was so overprotected of him and it had an effect on the other two boys. She thought about the first time Alex said "mommy" which was a huge deal for her because Mark's first word's were dad-da. She couldn't stop rubbing it into John's face.

She then thought about Michael and his first little league baseball game. She was so proud that one of her boys was into sports because Alex and Mark were anything but. Still to this day Mikey plays baseball nightly with his friends when he isn't on the travel team. She remembered how happy he was that his entire family was there to watch him and she regretted the fact that recently they haven't gone to his games as much as they wanted to because of everyone's busy schedule. Over all these years of care and worry for her kids and being overprotective and conservative and completely intolerant of anything that might put her boys at risk....she exposed her body to them and not only that she had sex with every single one of them...multiple times at the same time while her husband was on his way home from work. She couldn't believe how irresponsible she acted when Alex and Mike were fucking her in the basement while Mikey was watching out for their father and then Mikey ran down the stairs to join in on the fun and she didn't even think about what might happen if John had walked in on them. She even blamed herself for ignoring Mikey while he yelled at her from the stairs...she was so horny and nearing an orgasm that she ignored her boy in need, reguardless that what he wanted to do was give her anal sex....but still he needed her at that point. He yelled out for his mommy and she ignored him.

There was nothing that would help Jackie get rid of this guilt and every little thing she thought of just added fuel to the fire. Her worst fear of all of that was pregnancy. Her head felt like it was going to explode. She needed to get all this weight off her shoulders and tell someone ...but who? If she told her soulmate, their father John, he would leave her and probibly take the kids away and possibly have her locked up in a mental institution for child abuse. She loved him so much but she still couldn't face him after last night. She thought about calling her sister Barbara but she decided against it because they often had disagreements in life and there were some sleeping dogs who had better be left lying. She thought about going to a pschiatrist but who would listen to her story with an open mind? Then she thought of the person who might hear her out without judging her....her own mom Hannah. She had to tell her because if she didn't she might tell someone who could hurt her and her family. First she had to make sure none of the boys ejaculated inside of her.

"Ok now mommy has to go pick up some stuff from the grocerie store but before I leave I have to ask this. Do any of you remember comming inside of me. I know that when you two pulled me off Alex...that he was pretty close to comming isn't that right Alex?"

"I don't know mom...it just happened to quickly I'm not really sure I think that I let you know in time."

Mark decided to chime in "No I'm pretty sure we pulled him off in time because it was a couple of seconds after you were off him that he started cumming."

Jackie still after doing it with all three of them in every possible position, she was still not thrilled with that type of language.

"Ejaculating Mark. Nothing has changed ....we're not a bunch of sailors please watch your language ok?" She then looked at Mikey.

"What about you Mikey? Did you come into mommy?" And then it hit her. She remembered that he had filled her ass with his cum which then dripped down her pussy and got pushed inside by Alex's cock.

"Well I cam...err ejaculated into your butt mom." Her jaw dropped in shock. She had to get out of there. She ran her fingers trough her hair and gently massaged her belly with her right hand. Alex saw the worry on her face.

"Mom are you ok? Do you think that some sperm got inside of you?" Jackie responded hysterically.

"I don't know what to think anymore sweetey. Mark please make sure the table is clean when you guys are done I gotta get outta here before your father wakes up." She just ran off into the bathroom threw on some clothes, grabbed the car keys and her purse and took off.

She pulled into her parent's driveway and noticed that her hands were shaking. She still hesitated on telling her mother but because of the pressure on her conscience she went on. As she approached the door walkind up the porch steps she saw the cross hanging on the front door. Her mother was a very religious woman which Jackie feared would complicate getting her approval for what she had done. She got so choked up just before knocking on the door that tears started rolling down her cheeks. 'How am I gonna do this?' She thought to herself. She managed to wipe the tears off and pull herself together just before her father Ed opened the door.

"Hey dad." She kissed him on the cheek trying to hide her sadness. "Where's mom?"

Ed just greeted her with a hello and pointed to the basement. Jackie saw that he went right back to the TV which was a sign that he didn't notice anything strange with her. She proceeded downstairs and now started to cry again. She closed the door behind her so that her father couldn't hear the conversation out of hell. Her mom Hanna immediately noticed that something was wrong. She set the iron down and greeted Jackie.

"Hey sweetey" she kissed her daughter on the cheek. "Is something wrong? Have you been crying?" She wiped the tears off Jackie's face. "Here sit down you can tell me."

Hannah knew something seroius was going on. It wasn't too often that Jackie came to her in tears. The last time this had happened was when she was in high school and there was an issue with a boyfriend. Hanna felt comfort in knowing that her daughter always came to her first in times of trouble, but this was different. She figured her and John had a fight.

"What is it sweetey." Jackie was beside herself. The more her mom tried to pry an answer out of her the more emotional she got. "Did you and John get into a fight? It's ok you can tell mom."

Jackie finally spoke. "Its horrible mom. I'm a horrible person....I don't even know how to say it."

Hanna pulled her closer to herself and let her rest on her bosom "It's all right I won't tell anyone you can confide in me."

Jackie finally managed to blurt something out. "Mom I cheated on John."

Hanna was shocked but managed to stay somewhat calm. "That's awful honey, I'm sure there was a good reason for it...now who was it?"

Jackie took her head off her mom's chest and blew her nose into a tissue. "It's worse then you think...I commited incest, please don't get mad at me."

Hanna couldn't believe what she was hearing. Who could she have done this with? "You mean when you were in high school? I knew your cousin Johnny was up to no good. Was that what you are upset about? It's ok young girls make mistakes."

Jackie couldn't believe her mom would think of her cousin Johnny of all people. "No mom not Johnny. I only wish it was that simple."

Hanna grew more impatient by the minute and was bordering on getting angry "Well who was it, your sister Jean?"

"No mom...what's wrong with you? Although that would be better then what actually happened."

"Jackie sweetey you're worrying me here. Now tell me what happened."

Jackie fought back tears as she blurted it out "I messed around with my boys."

Hanna was having a hard time comprehending what she was saying. "What boys..what are you talking about."

Jackie was flat out in tears "My sons mom, your grandsons I cheated on my husband with his own children."

"Well what do you mean messed around? What did you do for gods sake?"

Hanna never used god's name in vein which terrified Jackie from speaking any further. She blew her nose into a napkin again and sat back a little bit relieved for actually telling someone. She felt like a weight was off her shoulders but at the same time she was worried sick about how her mother would process this. Neither woman spoke for the next five minutes. Hanna was trying to gather her thoughts and maybe figure out how this might have happened. She needed to find out more in order to help her daughter who was in obvious distress. She worried Jackie would have a nervous breakdown from the way she was crying, so she decided that speaking about it and letting her get it off her shoulders would be for the best. She needed to let her daughter know that she's there for her..no matter what.

"Ok honey, now tell me exactly what happened. You said you messed around with Mark...how what happened, you can't just sit there crying we have to get to the bottom of this. I'm here for you, you know that I will try to help you as best I can." She took Jackie's hand in her own and held it lovingly. She had no idea what she was about to hear but decided to keep an open mind.

Jackie finally spoke. "It wasn't just Mark mom. It was Alex and Mikey too."

Hannah's fears grew by the moment. How could she mess around with a thirteen yearold boy? She wasn't even aware that boys had sexual feelings that early in life.

"Ok just tell me what happened. I'm not gonna get mad I promise I'll try to help you get trough this."

Jackie began to tell her. "Well mom...it all started very innocently." She heard the celing squeaking up above them and got startled. Her father was walking around the house and she turned around and looked at the door with worry.

"Don't worry about your father honey he can't hear us. Now continue on."

"Well it started innocently one night." there was a long pause. She had no idea how to continue this but it had to happen so she just went on. "About a week ago last saturday, It was raining and the thunder was very loud so Mikey came and woke me up. He wanted to sleep with me and John because he was afraid of the thunder but I knew that if he woke John up....neither of them would get back to sleep and he had to get up early to go to work that day, so I told Mikey I would go sleep in his room. Mikey kept tossing and turning and just wouldn't go to sleep. He put his head on my breasts and I could tell that his eyes were open and that he was staring at them. I don't know what came over me but I figured if I showed them to him he would fall asleep like when he was a baby. I had no idea that he would ask to suckle on them."

Hanna was sort of relieved. She thought she would hear something much much worse. "Well that's not that bad honey. Did he finally fall asleep?"

"No mom. He did not fall asleep. It gets much worse then that. Are you sure you want to hear this?"

"Yes for the love of god....what happened then?"

"Well he started to suckle on one of my...you know."

Hanna tried to help her "Nipples...yes."

"Yes nipples. Well he sucked on my left nipple and started to grope my right one with his hand. After a few seconds he put his hand down my stomach and tried to put it in my panties. I grabbed his hand and pulled it out and put a stop to it all." Hanna sighed with relief. How could she let him get as far as the panty line? 'How irresponsible of her'...she thought.

Jackie went on "Well the next morning when John left with Alex and Mark, Mikey came to me and said that he had blue balls. The poor thing didn't know that there were ways to relieve that so I helped him out myself."

Hanna's breathing quickened as shock took over her body. "What do you mean you helped him out? Why couldn't you just show him what to do without touching him?"

"Well we were running late and he had no clue how to even begin so I did it for him." She decided to leave out the part when she spread her legs to give him some stimulation and quicken his orgasm.

"Later in the car he kept bugging me to show him my vagina later at home so for some reason I said I would show him after work." Jackie saw that her mom's jaw was dropped. She obviously couldn't believe what her daughter was telling her but she said "Continue" anyway.

"Well when we came home I was going to shave myself down there so I thought I could use that as an excuse for him to see it in the bathroom. So eventually he helped me shave it and clean up the pubes and everything. He grew more and more curious and since John hasn't been really 'active' in the bedroom....I kind of went along and proceeded to show him more and more of it."


Hanna was catching on. "What do you mean? You mean you got excited over this?"

Jackie immediately covered her face with her hands and started crying again while nodding her head "Yes!"

Hanna Pulled her hands off her face and reassured her that telling her what happened would only make her feel better. "You have to get this off your chest ....tell me what happened after that?"

Jackie sniffled as she continued. "Well, I asked him if he wanted to do it with mommy, and of course he nodded yes...so I told him to go to our bedroom and bring back one of John's condoms. He found one but it was to big so eventually he had to do me with no condom at all. He was very quick and finished in seconds."

 

Hanna couldn't believe she was about to ask the following "Did you finish too?" Jackie just nodded yes in response and continued. "He didn't finish inside of you did he?"

Jackie was still in complete shock that her religious mom hadn't disowned her yet. She was starting to really realize how much her mom loved her. She feared continuing on as she looked at Jesus on a cross hanging on the wall behind Hanna's back. She then glanced over to her left where there was another picture of Jesus with The Bible sitting next to it. She figured that if her mom hadn't put her in a straight jacket yet...she might as well finish telling her the story and help get this off her chest.

"No mom he finished on my stomach. I was very careful about that." Jackie sounded like a teen trying to convince her mother of her innocence after being caught doing something she wasn't supposed to. She then remembered that a few droplets of semen landed on her pussy and asshole but decided not to mention that. Hanna sighed with relief and then made a hand gesture for her to continue.

"So the next day I went down to the pool and immediately noticed that he had told Mark and Alex who both started bugging me to let them have sex with me because it "wouldn't be fair" if I didn't. I agreed to let them suckle on my breasts and kiss me too but then Mikey spilled the beans that I let him lick me down there too...." She then remembered that she never mentioned the oral sex part.

Hanna was even more shocked now. "You let Mikey give you oral? Was that before or after you had sex?"

Jackie answered "It was just before....but he only licked me for a few seconds so it was like it never even happened."

"So what happened with Alex and Mark after that?"

"Well I took my top off by the pool and let them kiss me and suck on my breasts and then they talked me into letting them have sex with me, but I agreed only under the condition that they both had to wear condoms so we went to the grocery store to get some condoms and milk and flour for dinner that night."

Jackie felt that skipping everything wouldn't be punishing herself, so she decided to give her mom every detail hoping to in some way make her self pay for those actions. The more she kept telling the story the more comfortable she got with it, and she noticed that her mom's face had relaxed a little bit and she wasn't in that big of a shock which surprised her more then anything.

"When we were in the store Alex asked me to let him give me oral so we went into this bathroom by the pharmacy where I let him lick me and then when he was finished I blew him. Then the pharmacy lady came out of nowhere and asked if she could come inside and watch me blow Alex. We both approved so she came inside and held Alex's hand while I finished my...you know my business on him."

Hanna knew all the pharmacy people there "Was it the older tall lady Sabrina?"

"Yes how did you guess?"

Hanna always felt that she looked godless to her with her skimpy short pharmacist skirts. Her blood was boiling that her daughter let that athiest slut inside to watch that type of business going on between a mother and son of all people. Hanna remembered that Sabrina often looked at her breasts and legs when she went over there to pick up her blood pressure medicine. It made her want to puke but she decided to respond to her daughter's question in a rather moderate way.

"I don't know honey she always struck me as that type of person." Hannah's tone led Jackie to believe she was judging her. 'What else could I expect'....Jackie thought to herself. 'She has every right to judge me after what I've done but why does she make it sound like such a putdown. Oh dear god my own mother thinks I'm a complete slut...I can't let her think that because I'm not.'

"What type of person do you mean mom? You don't think I'm a slut do you?" She barely finished the sentence as her voice quivered.

Hanna tried to wiggle out of it. "Oh no honey I didn't think for it to come out like that at all. I don't think you're a slut. You've just done something that's un Godly and wrong and it was just a mistake and now we'll work on fixing it as much as we can. I'm just trying to help you honey, I know you got carried away with it and you just wanted to make the boys happy. I completely understand that Mark and Alex cornered you after the business...with Mikey."

Jackie felt a little bit relieved. If her mom was lying she was a damned good liar but she wanted to think what best suited her and decided to continue on with the story.

"Well ok mom I'm sorry I just don't want you to send me off to a mental institution or something. That's why I'm telling you all of this is because I feel so guilty and I will never let it happen again and I believe this is the best way to deal with this."

Hanna smiled "Ok honey I'm glad you learned from your mistakes, but please continue telling me what happened when you got home." She was shaking with fear of her daughter becomming pregnant with an incest child. The thought of it made her kringe. She could never let her have an abortion and it would mean they would have to go trough with the pregnancy.

Jackie smiled back at her mom and continued as they held each other's hands. "Well we headed back home and I knew we had about an hour and a half before John got home but I still had Mikey watch out for him upstairs while I had Alex and Mark wait for me in the basement and get their condoms ready. I straightened out a bit and went down to the basement. They wanted me to wear these silly heels so I put them on. Then I put condoms on them both and laid back on the couch. Mark entered me from below and I took Alex in my mouth while he was kneeling to my left. We continued on for a little bit but then I got interrupted by Mikey who was screaming at me from the stairs. I guess he heard us from the first floor and couldn't resist comming down and ...you know trying to get a taste of me again."

Hanna was silently praying to the lord in her mind that her daughter had all the boys keep their condoms on. She knew her daughter wasn't on the pill because she taught her never to use contraceptives like those.

"He ran over to me and begged me to let him do it with me again. I was very close to another orgasm so I told him to hold on a little bit. He then played with my breasts and stimulated my clitoris in order to speed up the process. After that they all started bickering about who's going to get to have sex with me and then Alex said that Mikey already got to go in my vagina and that I should let him do me now...so in order to shut everyone up I had Alex sit on the couch and I got on top of him while Mikey entered me from behind...you know in my butt."

Shivers ran trough Hanna's body. How could she not use the missionary possition? How could she go against the Bible and God himself and ride her son like that and to top it all off the other one took her anally. Hanna was about to call it quits and have her daughter stop but she somehow managed to gather herself and listened on.

"Mom I forgot to mention. We had run out of condoms. All the condoms I bought at the store were now ruined and John was out of condoms which I knew for a fact."

Hanna had to interrupt her. "So why didn't you run into the store and get some more condoms." She tried not to sound judgemental.

"Well I didn't want to go trough it all again with them. I think Mikey would have thrown a fit had I gone to get some more condoms...besides I told Alex to be careful but....."

Jackie stopped speaking for a second and thought to herself whether she should mention the fact that it was possible she dind't get off Alex's cock in time. She was also 70 percent positive that some of Mikey's semen had entered her once he ejaculated inside of her asshole and some of it leaked out and dripped down the length of her slit and got pushed into her canal by Alex's cock. She had no idea how her mom would react to this.

Hanna interrupted her thoughts "But what...what happened?"

"Well I don't think I will get pregnant but something bad did happen." Hanna was breaking a sweat now.

"Well I got on top of Alex and I took mark's penis in my hand while Mikey entered me from behind." Hanna kringed again. Did she have to repeat the set up one more time?

"Ok go on what happened then.."

Jackie saw that her mom was losing patience so she just continued in a hurry. "Well we started doing it and in the heat of the moment I got a little bit carried away and wasn't really paying attention to what was going on. Mikey finished inside of my butt and some of the semen dripped down to my ....you know and I'm pretty sure alot of it got pushed inside by Alex. Mikey eventually got limp and pulled out and Mark also finished."

She decided to skip the fact that she swallowed some of her oldest son's cum.

"And then Alex started doing me very fast after which I had another orgasm and failed to realize that he started to ejaculate. Mark and Mikey quickly pulled me off of him but I'm not sure if they did that in time. They then carried me upstairs and I fell right asleep.... didn't even wait for John to come home...I just couldn't face him after what had just happened." Jackie grabbed another napkin and blew her nose while looking at her mom with fear.

Hanna just sat back and gave it a real long thought. A few minutes later she spoke.

"Well..the only thing we can do now is wait for your period to hopefully come." She scooted closer to her daughter and put a hand on her forehead. "Did you get hot at all or maybe get sick this morning?"

"Mom I don't think the simptoms kick in that early...like you said we'll just have to wait."

Mother and daughter locked eyes for a minute. Hanna started to feel really funny as she looked at her beautiful daughter. She was always a good girl. She never went out with to many boys or had sex in high school...or at least she thought that was the truth. She always listened to her and never talked back. How could this happen? Hanna decided that she could not let this go on. She had to make sure that her daughter wouldn't violate her grandchildren like that any more, but most of all she wanted to avoid having another grandkid who is a product of incest. She was willling to lay everything on the line to help her daughter who she now thought might be a little bit sick. But was she really sick? She thought to herself. Could she have just gotten carried away in the heat of the moment? She understood how a woman could react to being deprived of sex especially when ovulating. She knew first hand because she had been deprived of sex for quite a while. Jackie's father had long ago lost his sex drive and Hanna was practically starved for it. The more she thought about this whole thing, the more it made sence to her. 'Stop thinking evil thoughts like that....that was just crazy and wrong now do the right thing and put a stop to this'. She was angry with herself.

After a long pause Hanna finally spoke. "Sweetey I hope you understand that you can't do this sort of thing any more." Jackie just nodded her head in agreement as her mom continued.

"I mean I understand what it's like to go on without sex for a while, believe me I'm human too." Jackie giggled inside but still didn't know what her mom was talking about.

"But you can't let yourself turn to the boys. Get a vibrator or something...go to an adult book store." Jackie decided to interrupt.

"Why..have you been to an adult bookstore mom?" Hanna just sat there without answer.

"You and dad haven't been doing it lately have you?" Hanna was embaressed.

"Oh stop it your father is just fine...he's just in a slump thats all." Jackie knew that wasn't the truth.

"No mom it's ok I know he's not fine. He hasn't looked at me in years....I know daddy lost his sex drive."

Hanna was a little bit confused now. "What do you mean he hasn't looked at you?"

"Well mom....when I was younger daddy used to check me out alot more. I would often catch him looking at my breasts or butt and he would just play it off like nothing had happened. A few times I even felt him get hard when I sat on his lap but as the years went by he looked at me less and less and I'll be truthful with you I was a little bit disappointed. I had thought that it was me that lost the looks but I was proven wrong over the past few days by the way my boys looked at me, and you know...... did it to me."

Hanna was shocked but at the same time interested in this story. "Aww common that's nonsence. Your father never looked at you sexually. He looked at you lovingly and when you sat on his lap it was just a natural reaction. They get hard when there's pressure on them it's just a normal thing, there was nothing sexual there."

Jackie completely disagreed. "Ok mom believe what you want but they are all still like animals. Trust me. I mean look at my boys, none of them had a problem getting hard." Jackie just realized what a swing this conversation just took. They went from tears and fears to just casual sex talk. She wondered if her mother would go along.

"He really looked at you like that? Why didn't you tell me before?"

"Well I didn't want to freak you out. I didn't know how you would react to that but I just dealt with it like nothing had happened." Hanna smirked at her daughter and both women were happy that the tention was gone.

Hanna thought about all the times when Ed might have been looking at her. She thought about the time he bought her an above ground pool...was this all he had in mind? She thought about the time a few years ago when they all took a cruise together and Jackie was in her bikini almost all of the time. This news was kind of soothing her. She was also doubting her looks and blamed herself for the lack of attention he paid to her. She had dressed quite provocatively for an older lady and often walked around the house almost half naked to get his attention. This news helped her get some of the confidence back. Up until a few years ago she was a regular at the gym and she would often get hit on by young men almost a third of her age but she just found it absolutely inapropriate at the time. Now thinking back on it she felt happiness that young men could still find a grandmother of three, attractive.

Jackie broke the silence. "Mom you're not gonna tell him I told you that are you?"

Hanna snapped out of her deep thoughts "Oh no sweetey you don't have to worry about that. In fact I'm kind of glad to hear you tell me this because I was doubting my looks recently and blamed myself for not being able to get him attracted to me like he used to be. I tried everything, I wore all these silly outfits that only a teenage girl should wear."

Jackie noticed for the first time troughout this whole conversation that her mom's skirt was inapropriately short. It was at least 3-4 inches above her knees. She can't recollect ever seeing her mom wear something as short as that. "She must be starved" Jackie thought to herself. She noticed her mom's legs were still quite shapely and strong. She felt a tingle in her pussy as her eyes went over her mother's thighs. Hanna caught her lookin and awkwardly stood her cute tush up and pulled her skirt down a bit with a shy smile on her face. 'Did I just make my mom blush?' Jackie thought to herself. She decided to stay on the offence on this topic.

"So when was the last the two of you did it?"

Hanna's jaw dropped. 'How could she ask me such a question?.' She thought, but still responded.

"Not that it's any of your business but it's been at least 8 months."

"Oh my god mom you haven't had sex in eight months!?!?" Hanna shushed her and told her to tone it down.

"You must be absolutely starved for it. Have you tried a vibrator?"

"Jackie I am not having this conversation with you this is crazy. No I have not tried any vibrators." Jackie had her cornered. Hanna acted like she didn't want to talk about it but her daughter senced that she might be a player in this.

"So you never looked at me in a silly way like daddy did when I was younger?"

"No. Are you crazy? I'm not some sicko and I'm not into women. You're not gonna tell me you've been with girls too now, are you?"

"No mom I have not...but I was always a little bit bi curious. It's just hard to ignore how attractive some women can be. I know you must have been bi curious too, I'm sure every woman questioned her sexuality at one point in her life."

Hanna knew her daughter was right. 'But would admitting to it be right? How would Jesus react to this?' She asked herself. 'He probably already knows so it can't be that big of a deal.'

"Well sure I've been bi curious, you said it yourself every woman gets that way at one point." She looked at her daughter who was now smiling. She noticed she was looking at her breasts and legs and nodding like in that "I caught ya" kind of silly way.

"Why are you looking at my legs Jackie...what's wrong with you today you aren't yourself." Hanna said with a smile while she covered her legs with her hands.

Jackie decided to push this a little further. She wiped the smile off her face and took her mom's hand in her own. "Look mom I'm your daughter and I hate to see you unsatisfied like this. If you want to kiss me right now I just want you to know I'd be ok with it. I won't make a big deal of it I promise."

Hanna didn't know how to respond to that. She looked at her daughter's wet lips and couldn't deny the fact that they looked very inviting. If she was going to go trough with this she needed something in return.

"Ok how about this. If I kiss you, you have to promise me that you won't touch the boys ever again...... Deal?"

Jackie was in complete agreement with this. She wasn't going to touch them anyway.

"Oh common mom you make it sound like It's all my fault. They pursuied it much more then I did, but fine I promise I will never touch them ever again."

The two women shook hands and scooted toward each other. Hanna coudln't believe what was about to happen here and worse of all she couldn't believe that she was kind of looking forward to it. She moved her face closer to her daughter's and ignored the cross that was hanging on the wall. Jackie placed her right hand on her mom's left knee and held it there as their lips met. Jackie opened her mouth and met her mom's tongue. They began to kiss slowly and Jackie moved her hand up Hanna's thigh making it almost to the skirt. She wasn't sure how her mom would react but didn't get any sign to stop. She went further up her inner thigh and under her skirt. Hanna stopped her but never broke up the kiss. Jackie felt her mom's hand on her own but still decided to push upwards toward Hanna's pussy. She met little resistance and finally came into contact with her panty line. A million thoughts a second were racing trough Hanna's head. She knew she needed this but could she let it go on? Her pussy was dripping wet and Jackie could feel how soaked her panties were. Jackie smiled as her mom assaulted her mouth. She couldn't believe how in only the past few days people have been getting horny over her. Her three sons and now her own mother. Hanna soon started humming as she suckled on Jackie's tongue. Jackie suddenly felt her mother's hand on her left breast, groping it and squeezing the nipple. She directed her mom's hand under her shirt and lifter her bra easing her way to the bare tit. Hanna continued to grope her daughter but was a little bit surprised that she hadn't felt Jackie's fingers on her pussy yet. The reality of the situation suddenly hit her and she hurried to put a stop to it before that actually happened. Hanna backed off her daughter's mouth and slipped her hand off Jackie's breast.

"I'm sorry honey but this is crazy. We can't continue this this is just wrong."

Jackie awkwardly pulled her hand from underneath Hanna's skirt and adjusted her shirt.

"I'm sorry mom I thought you wanted it."

"I do honey and it has nothing to do with you it's just wrong. I guess I'll get a vibrator like you said earlier. Now please go home and resolve this situation with your kids...I need some time to think."

Jackie was kind of disappointed but respected her mother's wishes. "Ok mom. I guess I'll call you later this week?"

"Yeah Give me a call in about a week we should be able to find out wether you're pregnant or not by then." Mom and daughter hugged each other and kissed each other on the cheek. Jackie got in her car and headed home.

 

By the time she parked the car in the garage her seat was wet from her pussy juices. Her panties were ruined. She grabbed some towels, wiped the seat off and ran into the house hoping that John wasn't there.

 

Over the next couple of days the tention in the house was very heavy on everyone. The boys acted like robots whenever Jackie was around. Jackie was no different. She spoke to her kids like they were strangers living in her house. It was taking a heavy toll on everyone and the one thing that Jackie was happy about was the fact that John was working on the west coast for the next few months and he only managed to come home once or twice a week. When he did come home everyone tried to act as natural as possible. Jackie was so worried about being pregnant that she avoided sex with John. She expected her period in a few days which was putting a lot of strain on her. She couldn't stop thinking about how her mother would react to what happened between the two of them. She hadn't talked to her since it happened two days ago. She feared the same awkwardness would arise with her. Jackie also noticed that the boys were still looking at her. No matter how much she tried to dress down they were all still checking her out. She tried to take them to the movies to see Harry Potter hoping to ease the tention but nothing seemed to work. She promised them she would take them to Six Flags next month when John got a week off. No matter how hard she worked to put their sexual episode behind, the awkwardness continued.

About a week later...a feeling of sickness woke her up in the middle of the night. She ran to the bathroom and threw up in the toilet. She looked at the clock...it was just past 4am. Her worst fears are comming true. This is the first simptom of pregnancy. She started to panic and decided to run over to her mother's house because she still had 3 hours before the boys would be waking up for school.

Hanna opened the door wearing her night gown. Jackie caught a glimpse of her bra before Hanna managed to tie the gown and cover herself.

" Jackie what's going it's four o'clock in the morning." As soon as Hanna saw her tears she figured what happened.

"Mom I woke up this morning and I felt so sick I had to throw up in the toilet."

Hanna tried to calm her down by hugging her. "Relax sweetey come sit down I'll make you a cup of tea. It doesn't mean anything yet. People get sick all the time...what did you eat last night?"

"I didn't eat anything I just had a boiled egg, I've been having trouble sleeping since the last time I saw you. I thought you were mad at me."

Hanna yelled from the kitchen as she started making tea. "Don't be ridiculous honey, I just felt a little bit awkward and I didn't want to call you right away. I'm not mad at you at all." She sat back down next to her daughter as she let the tea brew.

"Where's dad is he sleeping?"

"Oh don't worry about him he's out like a log." She handed her a Pregnancy test stick and told her to go into the bathroom and hold it in her urine stream. Jackie came out a couple of minutes and showed her mom the stick which indicated she was in fact pregnant. Both women sat down without saying a word. They each thought long and hard about what to say next.

"I can have an abortion mom!"

"No. We're not doing an abortion. We're not baby killers." Hanna was dead set against abortion. That was the only option she would not consider. She thought abortion was simply murder. She was one of the outspoken pro life members of the city board. There was no way in hell she would let her daughter do that.

"What am I gonna tell John mom?"

"John doesn't need to know. All he needs to know is that it's his fourth child. Are you even sure it's not his...when was the last time you did it with John?"

"Trust me mom it's not John's. I don't even remember the last time we did it. It might be even a couple of months."

Hanna tried to calm her down. "Ok honey just don't panic. It's not that bad. Nobody needs to know. It's just another child that's all. We'll take care of it like nothing out of the ordinary happened." Hanna was in a way joyful that her daughter was pregnant again...no matter who the father might be. She hugged her daughter and assured her that everything would be all right. Hanna hated to bring it up but she just had to know.

"So who do you think is the father?"

"I don't know it's probibly Mikey's. Alex could be the dad too, well now that I think about it it could be Mark too for all I know. They all went in there without a condom but it's more then likely that it's Mikey's because I actually felt his sperm get inside of me."

Hanna hugged her again and kissed her forehead. "That's ok sweetey it's not the end of the world. I'm sure the baby will be healthy and we'll go on with our lives like nothing had happened."

"But that's the problem mom. It's exactly the opposite of that. Living in that house with the three of them is like hell. I can't even look at my sons any more without having those pictures course trough my head. Thank God I don't have to face John every day because If I had to do that I don't know If I could take it."

This last comment concerned Hanna a lot. To her, Jackie started to sound a little bit suicidal and she wouldn't have any of it. She started to doubt that Jackie could ever repair her relationship with her sons. How could she go on trough life like that? Seeing them marry and have kids with their own wives all the while knowing that one of them is the father of their youngest sibling? There was no solution other then to continue the sex with all three of them. 'In the end would that be so bad?' Hanna thought to herself. 'Who would get hurt? John would never find out.' She couldn't believe it but that's what she was leaning toward. She figured that their complicated incestious relationship would outweight the damage that's pushing her daughter almost near suicide. She knew she had to advise her correctly, and no matter how unorthodox the advice...she bravely went on.

"Jackie look at me." Jackie took her head off her mom's shoulder. Hanna wiped the tears off her eyes.

"I think that it's best for you to continue what you started."

"What do you mean mom?"

"Well the way I see it is there is no way this is going to change. It will only get more and more awkward once the baby is born. It can only put more strain on your relationship. I think it's best if you continue having sex with them, but you have to set parameters and make rules. You can't have unprotected sex and no more group sex, that's just un Godly. You do what you want but life's experience tells me that post sexual relationships between people never seem to work. They only work if the two people continue their sexual relationship...or four people in this case."

Jackie found herself agreeing with her mother. She always took her advice troughout life and most of the time she found her mom to be right.

"They still look at me...sexually. I can't say that I've been in the mood for it..." before she finished Hanna interrupted her.

"You haven't been in the mood because of the awkwardness and nervousness. The way to get rid of all of that stress is to renew your relationship by having sex with them. That's what they all still want..you just said it yourself."

Jackie couldn't believe that her mom was actually trying to get her to commit incest again. "I promised I would take them to Six Flags and I've been trying to act as normal as possible but nothing seems to work."

"That's because all they think about is having sex with you again. You just have to do it in a civil manner. You must teach them to be quiet about it and not go into tantrums when you won't give it up. In order for it to work you must be the boss. I suggest you create a schedule."

"I have to think about this mom. I don't know what to do any more but thank you for your advice you know I've always appreciated it." She kissed her mom on the cheek and again noticed her blush. Hanna brought over the tea and they continued to talk.

 

After she dropped the boys off at school she had the entire day to think. If she was going to go trough with it, there would have to be a set of rules. She enjoyed the three of them at the same time because she loved them all so much, and having them all inside of her at the same time was probibly the most loving experience of her entire life. If she was going to go trough with this she would have to leave the group sex on the table but would have to pick one day of the week for it, and only on that day. She spent the rest of the day planning out what to do and how to present it to them. On the ride home she spoke to John for less then 20 minutes and had a hard time concentrating on the conversation considering the fact that she was on her way home to tell his kids on what days it is appropriate to fuck his wife. After telling him that she was pregnant again...she was kind of surprised the way he reacted ot it. He wasn't to thrilled to have yet another child with the uncertainties arising in his line of work and the shaky future that was ahead. He brought up abortion but as soon as Jackie reacted negatively to it he stopped pushing it. The conversation ran out of steam as they both grew more unsatisfied with the other. Jackie's hands were shaking as she held the phone. She finally hung up and headed for the house.

After she cooked dinner she sat down with the three of them to eat. Her apetite was almost non existent and the boys also had trouble eating. Everyone was very nervous, but Jackie decided to go on with presenting her plan to them. She spoke with authority in her tone.

"I have to talk to you guys so please everyone put down your forks." The boys obeyed her and met her eyes for the first time in days.

"Now this can't go on like this. This awkwardness is just killing me and I can tell that you guys aren't feeling very good either. First I have to tell you that I'm pregnant."


All three boys dropped their jaws. Mark looked at Alex who looked at Mikey.

Alex started to get annoyed with Mark's stare "What are you looking at me for? It could be your baby for all we know."

Mark responded angrily. "It was you and you know it. You just had to make it last didn't you?" The boys started bickering and Jackie jumped in.

"STOP IT YOU TWO. There will be no more fighting in this house from now on. Mark it wasn't Alex...and it couldn't have been Mark either. It was probibly Mikey." Everyone looked at poor little Mikey who was playing with his spaghetti.

"What I do?" he responded with fear. He thought everyone was going to rain a shit storm on him like they usually do for all the shenaningans he's involved in.

Jackie didn't want to scare him. "Don't worry honey Mom's not mad at you. It's my own fault. What happened was when Mikey... Ahhhemm"...she cleared her throat

"When Mikey finished in my butt...some of it trickled down and Alex helped push it inside of me." She further explained to them what she thought had happened. She also let them know that abortion was out of the question and that grandma knew about the whole thing. She assured them that nobody was mad at them and that grandma was very understanding with everything.

Just when Mark and Alex started to think that they would be shipped off to an orphanige or that the whole family was going to fall apart and that their father would disown them...they heard their mom say the following:

"Now I thought really long and hard about this and I figured that the best thing to do was to continue our sexual relationship." All the boys looked at her in shock. They were happy but at the same time worried about the consequences.

"But what about dad?" Mark asked.

"Dad doesn't have to know. We'll tell him it's his baby and I've set a number of rules about when and how we can have sex. The main thing for all of you to understand is I call the shots. You can't bother me and If I say no...then that means no!"

Mark looked at his younger brother Alex and said "You hear that?? No means no." Alex smirked back at him.

"Now boys boys, be nice to each other everyone will get their fair share. I've created a schedule for who gets to do it with me and what days of the week. Now on monday it will be Mark. Tuesday Alex gets his turn and then Mikey on wednesdays. Now there won't be a certain time when we do it...and If I'm not in the mood we won't do it at all, and If I say no that means no got it?"

All the boys nodded in agreement.

"This will continue on thursday when Mark gets his and then Alex on friday and Mikey again on Saturday....sundays will be the group session when everyone does it together. We can skip the group session if you boys don't feel comfortable having sex with me all at the same time."

Before she even finished all the boys were unanimous.

"No no no mom that'll be fine" Mark said

"Yeah Sunday's are good for the group sessions."

Mikey didn't even have to say anything his smile gave away his thoughts. Jackie just smiled back at him and held his hand.

"Now since I'm pregnant we won't have to use condoms any more but once the baby is born we'll have to go back to the condoms. Now another important rule is if I'm with Mark the two of you can't bother us." She looked at Alex and Mikey. "Same goes if I'm with Alex or Mikey, the other two can't come around or bother us....deal?"

All three nodded their heads.

"Also another thing is the group sex sunday will be cancelled if your father is at home...that's non negotiable. We can't go to a motel or hide in some park somewhere. Also the sundays that we go to church will be out as well. If your father is at home and its just a regular week day we'll do our best to hide in the bathroom or lock ourselves in the bedroom and be quick about it. We can't let him get suspicious because this could all end very quickly...now does everyone understand the rules?"

"We got it mom." Mark spoke for the other two.

The only thing that was on Alex's mind was the fact that it's Friday and it is technically his turn to go. "Mom it's friday...so does that mean that me and you...get to do it today?"

"Sure I just have to call grandma and tell her that everything went well."

Mark was on his way out "That's fine with me mom I have to go to practice anyway."

He closed in on his mom's face to give her a kiss on the cheek but before he did he asked her "Does that mean we still have to kiss you on the cheek?"

Jackie smiled invitingly "Not if you don't want to." Mark planted his lips on her's and started to french her. Jackie hummed into his mouth as her eye wondered over to Alex's who's heart was starting to race. Mark was still slobbering all over her and Jackie was running out of breath. She started to giggle and smile because of how happy she was that their relationship was back to normal. She squealed into his mouth and broke the kiss.

"Good lord...it's only been a few days you ok there buddy?" She ruffled Mark's hair who turned around grabbed his lacrosse equipment and ran out the door while waving back to his mom with a smile.

Jackie told Mikey to go to his room and to give her and Alex some privacy. She scooted over by the phone and dialed her mom's number, while Alex sat right next to her.

"Hey mom. What'cha doin'?"

Hanna was glad to her her daughter come back to life again. "Wow you sound awfully chipper...what happened?"

By this time Alex had started unbuttoning her blouse, and one of his hands was slipping underneath her bra and groping her breast, but Jackie did not protest.

"Well nothing I did what you told me to. I created a schedule and..." She went on telling her mom about the conversation she had with the boys...while Alex had her blouse completely unbuttoned. Jackie leaned forward and helped him get it off. She also let him unclasp her bra after which he was nursing on her in seconds...making loud suckling noises. Jackie smirked at him to be quiet but he just went on. Alex soon had slipped her jeans off and Jackie now sat there only in her panties while her son was rubbing her snatch and sucking on her right nipple while groping her left breast. He switched from one nipple to the other and Jackie started to have a hard time concentrating on the conversation with her mom.

"I'm sorry to say mom but I had to keep the group sex session so I set that one for sundays."


Hanna raised her tone in disbelief. "Sundays?? That's church day you can't do that type of stuff on church day."

"Don't worry mom we'll only do it on the sundays when there's no church."

By now Alex had his hands down Jackie's panties and had two fingers deep in her snatch while his pinky was playing around her butt hole. He pulled his hand out of her panties and tried to pull them off, but Jackie stopped him by saying quietly

"Hold on a minute." ...giving herself away. She was all over Hanna's radar.

"Hold on what?? What's going on over there?"

"Nothing mom Alex is trying to take my panties off."

Hanna found it inapropriate "Oh for goodness sakes can't he wait till your off the phone at least?"

Jackie finally stood up and helped him slip her panteis off her long shapely legs. Within seconds Alex was rubbing his cock up and down the length of her slit as Jackie leaned back on the couch having a hard time holding onto the phone...she somehow managed to continue talking to her mother, as Alex's rock hard cock stretched her pussy open.

"So we agreed that no sex would go...gooooOOOo on" the tone of her voice was going up and down as Alex thrusted from below and tried to make out with his mom at the same time but she placed two fingers over his lips telling him to hang on a second.

Hanna figured that he was inside of her by now and decided to cut the conversation short.

"Ok sweetey I can tell you are busy over there....why don't you call me later when you have a little more time."

Jackie responded almost out of breath "Ok...mom.....I'll call..you later" and hung up the phone. She hugged Alex closely as she kissed him passionately. She was so close to comming. She couldn't believe how the conversation with her mom got her way hot. In only a couple of seconds she was comming.

"Ohhh god Alex....don't stop baby don't stop"

In the other room Mikey could hear his mom yelling in ecstacy but rules were rules. He just sat back and continued jerking off while listening to the sounds of bodies slapping and humming and kissing. Soon after Alex started to erupt inside of Jackie filling her up so much that some of the semen leaked out of her pussy and onto the couch. She saw this and quickly jumped, ran over to the kitchen and came back with some towels while the mixture of her pussy juice and her son's come leaked down her inner thighs. She scrubbed the cum off the couch and said.

"We have to be more careful with this honey. This is a brand new sofa...not to mention if your father saw it and smelled it...he would give you a grilling."

"I'm sorry Mom I promise I'll be more careful." Alex responded humbly as he helped her clean it up.

The next day it was saturday which only meant one thing. It was Mikey's turn. After finishing her session with Alex the previous day, Jackie spent some time thinking about her new schedule. She knew it was imperfect and that it probably needed some improvements. She had to figure out when to squeeze in blowjobs and on what days to let them give her oral. She also thought about what she would do once John got home and probably wanted to have sex after a long week of work. Would she still be able to stay horny enough to give it to him? These were all good questions. She also had to do some preparations for the baby so she planned on going out to some stores to check out cribs and baby sections in different stores. She had almost forgot that it was Mikey's day today which she was sad to say she least looked forward to. His penis was by far the smallest of all the boys but a deal was a deal. She thought of different ways she could still enjoy sex with her youngest. Just thinking of several delicious things she could do to him was getting her pussy moist.

Jackie prepared brekfast only wearing her bath robe. She cooked some eggs and bacon and debated in her mind if she should go put on some makeup for Mikey. She decided not to because she would have to do it later again before going out to the mall. Jackie noticed how much more normal the boys were acting. She could finally look them in the eye and talk to them without being nervous and scared. They talked about normal things that moms and sons talk about like school and homework...and what they were planning on doing later on in the afternoon. Mark and Alex said they would chill by the pool, not really spelling out that they wouldn't interrupt her session with Mikey. After brekfast the two boys went upstairs to grab their swimming trunks and Jackie sat next to Mikey's chair.

"Hey honey...how'd you sleep last night?"

"Good mom, I fell asleep early and I had some wet dreams too."

Jackie noticed her bath robe had parted a little bit and the top of her breasts was catching Mikey's eyes.

"Oh really? What did you dream about?"

"I honestly can't remember." Mikey was now staring at his mother's lips.

"Hey mom can I make a request?" Jackie just nodded with a smile as she noticed his young prick poking up underneath his shorts.

"I'd like to try it doggy style this time...and can you wear those heels for me again?" He made a baby face like he was asking her to buy him some candy.

"Again with the heels?? You boys love those heels don't you. Let me ask you this, how are you supposed to reach mommy's ass if I have those heels on?"

Mikey thought about that for a minute "I can just stand on the stool right behind you."

Jackie was always amazed at how effective Mikey's thinking could be when he wanted something really badly.

"Hmmmm....let me see what you have in those shorts first." Jackie purred as she pulled Mikey's shorts down to his knees. His young pecker popped up like Jack in the Box.

Jackie pulled his skin back and inhaled the musty smell. 'Mmmm how I love that smell" she thought to herself, before she planted her mouth over it and started to blow her son. She bobbed up and down slurping up his young pecker deep down her throat. She circled her tongue around his cockhead as she made her way up and down his length. She could hear him breathing quicker and quicker and then felt his hand go into her bathrobe and grab her left breast. She knew he was close to comming so she backed off and took her mouth off his cock.

She stood up and took him by the hand into the kitchen. She grabbed the stool under the table and placed it next to the sink. She then told Mikey to wait there and walked over to the hallway to grab her heels. She was worried about if he would still be able to reach her pussy even with the stool underneath him...but she was willing to give it a try anyway. She walked back over to him and let her robe drop, exposing her completely nude body. She helped Mikey onto the stool and made sure he wouldn't slip off it and fall down and break something. Jackie decided not to bring up the fact that Mikey is probably the father of the brand new life that now grows inside of her.

"You sure you're not gonna fall off this thing?"

Mikey nodded just a second before his mom met his lips and gave him a quick french kiss. She turned around and positioned her ass in front of his cock. She grabbed behind herself and aimed his young rod toward her now moist pussy. Mikey took over from there and slipped it inside of her in less then a second catching his mother by surprise.

"Ohh sweetey ...be careful, just hold onto mommy's hips." She reached back and made sure his hands were firm on her hips. A few seconds after Mikey started pumping away. He quickened his pace and let go of Jackie's right hip to start playing with her asshole. Jackie heard the stool clumpeting and got worried a little bit. She stopped the sex momentarely.

"Now just hold onto my hips baby and don't go to fast." Just as a safety precaution she gripped his cock with her pussy as he started to fuck her again but more slowly this time. About 20 seconds later she finally managed to relax herself and even though still keeping an eye on the stool between her legs, she began to get into it and let go of Mikey's left wrist to grab her own breast while still holding onto Mikey's right wrist with her own right hand. She tried not to push back to hard so she wouldn't knock him over but it was beginning to get harder and harder not to. She needed a release and the pace he was going at wasn't quite going to do it.

"Go a little faster baby, but be careful still...hold onto mommy" Mikey sped up his intrusion and went deeper and deeper into his mother's snatch. A few moments later the phone started to ring. Jackie had to answer it because she was expecting John's call. The phone almost stumbled out of her hands as Mikey never flinched as if he didn't know his father was about to call. Jackie looked at the call ID and saw that it was in fact John's cell phone number.

"Hold on Mike it's your father." She said in a very serious tone. Mikey obeyed and stopped fucking her but his cock was still pulsating inside of her still stimulating her.

Before speaking she tried to slow her breathing down and make it sound like she wasn't out of breath. "Hey John what's up?"

John responded on the other line "Hey hun' whatcha doin'?"

"Ohh nothing just...doing some homework stuff with Mikey. I was planning on going to check out some cribs in a little bit." She tried to cut the conversation short but unsuccesfully.

"That sounds like fun. You takin the kids?"

"I don't know Alex and Mark are out by the pool so I don't see them leaving that scene to go shopping with their mother."

John laughed on the other line. "Well sounds like you've got your hands full today huh?"

Jackie continue talking with John but her pussy was still throbbing as she felt Mikey pulsating inside of her. She didn't want to continue the fucking while she was on the phone with John but she responded by gripping his penis with her pussy and soon after they were slow fucking as Mikey very slowly pushed in and out of her trying not to bump her which could send a shiver trough her body and change the tone in her voice. Mikey knew his father was very good at picking up on these things.

John picked up on something "You ok honey you sound like you're out of breath."

"Oh it's nothing I've been running back and forth taking some drinks out to the other two while I'm trying to help the little one here."

They talked for another few minutes and John told Jackie to pick him up the next day at the airport at 9am. They said their goodbyes and Jackie finally was able to hand up the phone and continue.

It took another 2-3 minutes to get back to the level of excitement before the phone call and they were yet again at full steam. Jackie wanted to make sure Mikey could last long enough because she didn't want to get left out here so she slowed it down for a while and then picked up again. Just as she was approaching her orgasm she heard sounds of arguing comming from the living room. Alex and Mark had moved to the living room and now were arguing over who was going to have the remote. Jackie tried to block it out and concentrated on her orgasm...pushing back against Mikey a little harder then she should be.

The arguing voices were getting louder and louder and she could hear Mark screaming at Alex "No don't go in there now you nitwit...don't you know what the rules are when they're doing it?"

She then heard Alex respond but his sound was comming from just ouside the kitchen door and was much louder. "I don't care it's my turn to watch the big TV."

Jackie lost all her patience, she stopped pushing back against Mikey and yelled "Mark just give him the remote you're the older brother."

Just as she finished Alex barged into the kitchen almost in tears. The sight of his mom and younger brother did nothing to disturb him.

"Mom Mark took the remote and won't let me watch wrestling, he had the TV pretty much all day yesterday and It's only fair for him to give me the remote today."

Jackie was very annoyed with this and responded "Alex I told you not to come in here when we're having sex."

He could tell his mom wasn't joking so he just ran back to the living room to finish his argument with his older brother. A couple of minutes later Jackie finally realized she couldn't orgasm with them two arguing over there and she snapped. She stood up from the doggy position and let Mikey's cock slip out of her pussy.

"Hold on Mike I'll be right back." She angrily opened the kitchen door and started walking over to the living room wearing nothing but her heels, which were clacking very loudly. As soon as the two boys heard them they stopped arguing and their now angry and naked mom entered the living room.

"What is going on here Mark...give me that remote!!" Her tits swayed back and forth as she grabbed the remote from her oldest son.

"Alex why can't you just watch the TV upstairs?"

"It's not fair mom I wanna watch the big TV today. Why can't he just go upstairs and watch the little one." Jackie could see that both boys cocks were getting harder and harder as there were tents forming in their shorts. Mark's tent was even getting wet at the tip. Even though she thought she could probably use that cock right about now, Jackie was still very angry.

"Alex I told you the rules. You are not to disturb me when I'm with Mikey or Mark. And this is partly your fault" she looked at Mark angrily. "Just let your brother watch the big TV today and you get to watch it tomorrow. Deal?" The boys could tell their mom's pussy juices got smeared all over her thighs from the short walk trough the hallway. Neither of them could keep their eyes off her tits and her sexy legs which looked even sexier with those high heels on.

"Ok mom I'll go upstairs and he can watch the TV...ok??!?"

"Thank you sweetey." She kissed Mark on the cheek and handed the remote to Alex. She then turned around and walked back toward the kitchen, feeling their eyes on her ass.

"I'm sorry sweetey your brothers are acting like children. Did you miss mommy?" She smiled as she looked at his cock.

Mikey was still hard as a pole so they just simply got back to it. Within seconds Jackie could feel the warm goo filling up her pussy. If for some reason the pregnancy test was wrong...this ought to take care of that. She felt Mikey's hand grip her breast and she placed her own hand over his trying to get a couple of more pumps out of his cock hoping to come but it was to late. He was limp just a few seconds later and his cock slipped out of her pussy leaving her unsatisfied. She was a little bit disappointed that she didn't get to come but when she looked at the clock she saw that it was time to go to the mall because the stores would be closed soon.

She turned around and made sure Mikey got off the chair safely while some come leaked down her thigh. She was getting used to having her kids' semen leaking down her thighs and she couldn't deny the fact that she enjoyed it alot.

"Did you have fun honey?"

Mikey just nodded his head. "Mmm-hmmm...and you?"

"Well It was not bad you did a good job."

She didn't want to ruin it for him. Jackie just hugged him close and placed his head on her bare chest. The beat of her heart quickened in pace and a wave of happiness washed over her. She was proud that her little man was the father of the new life that now grows inside of her. Jackie just ran her hands trough his hair and kissed him on the forehead. She then looked into his bright blue eyes as numerous thoughts ran trough her head. Finally she planted her lips over his and they embraced each other in yet another passionate wet kiss which might have just marked the beginning of a new relationship between them.

 

To be continued...

Skinny and In Need of Cash

CharlesTaylor on Sex Stories

My eating disorder started rather innocently. A co-work was reading “South Beach Diet” and boasted about how quickly he was shedding the pounds by simply avoiding carbohydrates.

I licked the sour cream with little pieces of scallions from atop my bagel and threw the rest in the waste paper basket next to my desk. I wanted to give it a try. I wasn’t fat. I worked out four days a week, but no matter what, those flabby patches of skin still clung to my body like scabs on wound that slowly heals.

At 29, life in the fast lane slows down for most queers, but I still had a cute face

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and with a little help from Miss Clairol, the few specks of salty hair could be wiped from my scalp in less than ten minutes.

Willis, my co-worker looked good for a middle-aged Black queen. I have to give him credit for that. I’d never fuck him, but I did take his advice regarding South Beach eating habits. He and his lover were on
New York City’s A-List of powerful and influential homosexuals. The pair were adored in the Big Apple’s gay community because they were the first homosexuals in town to legally adopt a child. They took a needy kid under the roof in the early 1980s when the concept still seemed ungodly.

By the close of the 1990s, Willis and his lover were practically gay celebrities and the authority on the gay adoption process. With the help of the South Beach Diet, Willis shined like a porn star in my eyes and was everything I wanted to be as a gay man when I grew up and turned into an aged fag.

Obviously, even with the charming child who by now had grown into a well behaved, intelligent young my, the long-term adoptive gay relationship between Willis and his long term partner was on shaky ground. Willis was a sugar daddy to many young lads, other than his own adopted child, and he did very little to hide his infidelity in the office.

I sat in the secretarial pool and watched as hot, young Latin men made their way into his huge office overlooking the Queensboro Bridge to do lunch with him almost every day. On Monday’s Cesar came by with his phat juicy ass and they closed the door for at least two hours while Willis ate his bean sprouts and tofu. A mixed lad of oriental and black roots was his Friday fix and Willis often left the office to eat with him.

It infuriated me—how he could get away with such inappropriate behavior and still be asked to guest speak at social gatherings in Chelsea and Soho?

Willis was a total bitch to work with, and absolute horror in staff meetings, especially when he offered his financial reports at Board meetings regarding how AIDS funding from the city was being spent to support the disenfranchised of Queens. I suspected that many of the young papi chulos who came by to enjoy South Beach lunches with Willis were being paid with those HIV dollars. After all, Willis was the controller of the charity.

The controlling queen offered some sound advice to my chunky ass though and I remain grateful for his inspiration, as I too took a stroll into the world of the slender and sexy and got a taste of what life is like when the masses worship every ounce of one’s skinny soul. 

My disorder began with just a little bit of pain, as one may experience while fasting in religious observance. Coffee was my clutch and I drank it non-stop as the caffeine seemed to curb my desire to have that pastry for breakfast, a slice of pizza at lunch and lots of macaroni and spaghetti dishes for dinner.

I was also saving a ton of money by skipping all those meals. It never occurred to me that there is a true spiritual side to fasting and a purpose behind punishing our tummies in observance of the all mighty. I never dreamed the ritual would push me over the edge and lead me eventually into the arms of a straight jacket and show me the face of God.

The body is truly a temple designed for worship and I wanted men to fall on their knees in front of me and pray for forgiveness, so I made a decision to stop feeling sorry for myself and my many failed relationships and simply become a hot male slut.

I increased my time at the gym by an hour a day and spent at least 30 minutes on the tread mill running at a significant incline and somehow managed to run three miles in just over twenty minutes.

I felt so light and free as I would leave the gym after stretching on a yoga mat for over a half hour each day. I’d stop by the deli on my way home to pick up dinner—a pack of salted peanuts for just $.99.

For the first several weeks I had no sex drive and could care less that I wasn’t getting any. It wasn’t as if I didn’t have any offers at the gym or from men who seemed to salivate for my well toned body with an ass that remained juicy despite the lack of proper nourishment.

I stopped going to gay bars to pick up dudes. I never drank anyway and I hated the smell of smoke in those gay watering holes, despite the fact that I was a pack-a-day puffing Newport queen. The sissies were boring to me in all their desperation. Men in those places are not the marrying type anyway. They’ll buy a cute slender guy as many cocktails as they wish when the promise of a quickie is on the horizon, but after being “had” those free cordials are rarely offered on second dates.

I had a new obsession, my own body, and my seemingly insatiable obsession for finding a wealthy man to settle down with and marry was quenched thanks to the South Beach Diet.

The less I ate the more socially isolated I became. The more I withdrew with my new look and cocky attitude the more offers I had for fast love. I kept running into one night stands and old lovers from my past who took a second look at me and suddenly fell back in love, despite all the heartbreak they had given me back in the days when I was chunky and not so desirable.

“Wow, you look great. Have you been working out?”

“As a matter of fact I have, thank you,” I replied while walking on by, refusing to stop and catch up on gossip and offer them a second chance.

The skinner I became, the less sleep I needed. I tossed and turned in my apartment at night, desiring to be noticed by strangers who would long for me as if I were their savior. Working the streets was more fun than a good solid eight hours of shut-eye each night.

I’d jump out of bed at 1 a.m., lather my body down with Nivea skin firming lotion, throw on a wife-beater tank top and walk the streets searching for more affirmation.

Rather than hang out and absorb the depressed energy of those who frequent bars, I’d found more intriguing and alluring gay places to hang out in.

The bright lights of Time Square called to me like neon lights and crystal balls in the store windows of tarot card readers and clairvoyants. There was something waiting for me there, I just knew it. All the exercise and my new look had to have a purpose.

I was tired of playing housewife with lovers in the past who had all run off with other men who promised them more. I believed what the Bible had to say about man-on-man relationships and decided that if I couldn’t shake being gay and had to live with the sinful scar of being queer, I may as well go out with a big bang. Afterall, Mary Magdalene was a hooker and Jesus loved her.

I found a bar near Times Square that is widely known as a pick-up spot for wealthy gay John’s eager to drop a few dollars in the pockets of needy gay men. Watching the young men who made a living there thrilled me and almost made me hungry again. I loved the fact that patrons of the bar seemed more willing to spend their cash on me than young Latin and Black men at least 10 years younger than I was. Perhaps the fact that I was white, hung and sexy had something to do with it, but I attribute the attention to the energy in the aura of my sleek, toned, ivory body.

It felt godly as I played pool at Stellas night after night, refusing to go home with just anyone. I soaked up the attention like a sponge as wealthy, well read gay men were ready to offer me the world and I declined their forever increasing lucrative offers night after night.

My favorite hustler and the best pool player in the joint was a dude named Lance. His dark black eyebrows touched and formed a single line of hair across his forehead. He stood out from the other available meat for sale at the butcher shop and had a certain sophistication to his approach in dealing with the dirty old men.

He called me ‘Papito’ and single handedly lured me into the dark, underworld of male prostitute with a pick-up line that I found almost irresistible:

“Let me show you da ropes in this joint papito. I cost $300 a load. I don’t get fucked but will shoot as many wads as any ass wants and can afford,” he explained while grabbing his crotch with his big dark hands.

For the first time in months I got an erection when he said that. It seemed as if at that moment, I had turned into a superhero of sorts—a power bottom with the charm of angel and an ego as deviant as Satan. I felt his sexy energy pass right through me, as if he were pounding me with his hot Latin tool right there in public while we still had our clothing on.

That is when I first understood the power of fasting and the reason why we cleanse our body for the spirit to flow comfortably through us. Cesear sat on a bar stool and stared me down for at least an hour. His subconscious mind was so powerful. It undressed me as I hid in the corner at a round table and slowly rubbed my crotch wanting him desperately but could not afford it.

Like an adolescent who had not yet discovered the joy of masturbation, I had my first orgasm with my clothes still on, right next to the jukebox inside Stella’s bar.

I smiled at him and his sexy ways and declined the offer to pay him for some fun, although deep inside I wanted to go out with one of the older guys at the bar, make some cash and spend it on the hustler who I was falling madly in love with.

I did just that one evening as the bar was closing at 4 a.m. and Lance and I were the only two young men left in the place. Perhaps Lance was already had by the gentleman who offered me $500 just for a tickling session, but I made the connection that night and left Lance standing out in the cold.

We went to a hotel room at the Milford Plaza. I took of my clothing and my slender body fell upon the soft bed and I waited for the transaction to take place.

“I’m not ticklish,” I advised the stranger.

“That’s okay,” he said. “Just lay there and let me touch you.”

So I did. I closed my eyes and tried to imagine what life had been like for Mary in the Bible as she sold her soul to strangers for coins.

It wasn’t bad at all. I even pretended that I was ticklish a few times and the John rubbed my body over and over again with hands that had held so much sin in their time.

He was a man of his word. He handed me $500 in cash and promised $500 if I would only hold him while he slept.

I thought of Lance and felt dirty for a moment and excused myself from what had just taken place in my life.

Non-Erotic Story Contest-----Time and Tide _chapter 1

Jolly1 on Story Awards

Time and Tide _chapter 1
Welcome reader to this work in progress. If you have not done so yet, you should go back and read the prologue. This is a work in progress and is going to be quite a long story, 300+ pages. There will be sex, but not for many chapters to come. So, grab a drink and snack, sit back and enjoy. Feel free to post or PM me if you have any questions.
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Chapter 1) Maia


There are those who say time is a river, flowing implacably from the beginning to the end. They are wrong; speaking only from the brief experience of a few short years of life.

Time is an ocean; vast and endless, spreading out in all directions at once, and we are all adrift on it. With proper rudder and sails we can attempt to control our destiny; but the currents are uncharted and unchartable. Great and terrible storms have blown across the ocean of time, storms which have been known to wipe entire civilizations from the earth; to erase their histories from history.

My name is Maia, and I am immortal. I have walked the earth and sailed her seas for day after lonely day beyond count. I was ancient when the pyramids of Egypt were built. I have seen civilizations rise and fall, or destroyed so utterly by war or calamity, that their existence has been lost to time. I remember them all.

Come learned reader, sit and take your ease to hear the tale of how the journey began. Of how I, a simple girl with simple dreams came to be queen of the world, and then unknown. A story of adventure and terror, of great love and greater loss, the end of the world and the apocalyptic fall of the greatest Empire ever created and how the world was reborn.

I was fifteen when I was cast adrift on the ocean of time...
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I was born in the port city of Katai, off the coast of what is now modern day Japan; about eleven-and-a-half thousand years before Christ. Katai was ancient even then and majestic. For nearly a thousand years her walls stood untouched by foreign army; that was soon to change. From the founding of the city her ships ruled the Pacific and Indian oceans, trading with the Asian continent and eastern Africa. However, generation by generation, century by century, that territory was ceded to the great dark-hulled ships of the Empire. City after city, kingdom after kingdom fell or capitulated until at last, in all the world, only Katai stood against it.

Even in the cities waning years, life was peaceful and idyllic, yet at the same time busy and bustling. It was the strange sort of peaceful that you can only find in a port city. Every morning, fleets of fishing boats would sail out through the Lumere; the great arched sea-gate, to return on the evening tide with the day's haul. Large ocean-going ships would lead or follow with the tide, some never to return.

When I was ten, my little sister Amana and I used to climb to the top of the terraced pyramid of the temple of Lumis, to watch the ships come and go. At the top was the nausca, a pair of intersecting trenches carved an arm-length wide and deep across the entire top of the obsidian capstone, polished to a glass smooth finish. The nausca precisely marked the cardinal points, north south, east and west. The two of us would wander up and down those tracks watching for ships, so we could go down to the docks and talk to the incoming mariners about the rest of the world. Our Ata (father) was the king's chief ambassador, so we were constantly exposed to and taught other languages; an area where I proved to be quite gifted. By my tenth birthday, I could speak all seven languages of our primary trading partners. When I was eight; however, four of those cities fell to the Empire.

One summer day, as Amana and I stood in the nausca we spotted many unfamiliar sails creeping over the northern horizon. We watched in wonder as the group of ships approached. As they drew nearer our wonder turned to horror. Ata had told tales of the black trimaran hulls of the Empire. Only Ata and a handful of people had ever actually seen them, fewer still had lived to tell the tale. Yet here they were; a fleet thirty strong, making for the Lumere.

Ata owned a priceless treasure, taken from the only imperial ship our fleet had ever managed to capture. It was a long bronze tube with a polished piece of glass at either end. If you looked through one end, it made things far away appear closer. If Ata had ever found out that I had been sneaking out with it, he would have made me regret that I had ever been born.

I peered through the telescope at the incoming ships. Their tanned crews scurrying about the decks, stowing sails and breaking out oars. As they drew nearer I could see only a few weapons. Perhaps they wouldn't attack.

These were the demons that haunted our dreams. Everyone knew the stories. The Empire sacrificed young maidens to their dark sea-god, and devoured infants as part of the Pact. This was how they gained the arcane lore to build their great ships; ships that could outrun anything else on the waves. Only the wind could keep pace with those unholy hulls. Mothers would use the tales to scare their children into obedience. "Be good or the sea-reavers will come and spirit you away." "Be good or the sea-reavers will make a dinner out of you." "Be good or the sea-reavers will come and make plaything for their demon-god!"

From the watchtowers on the sea-wall (which were almost as high as we were) came a sound that had not been heard in years, the alarm bell. The great bronze bell; three times the height of a man, sat atop the eastern tower, and on a good day was capable of giving off a peal that could be heard for more than ten leagues. With a slow steady beat, it warned of incoming storms from the sea, which were frequent during the summer. Now, two frantic guards with hammers beat on it for all they were worth; pounding out a staccato rhythm of fear.

The city suddenly exploded with activity. Below us was a boiling beehive of people running to safety or to arms. In the harbor, our triremes began casting off less than half crewed. We watched, wondering who would reach the gate first. Suddenly, a loud piercing whistle arose from the palace. Moments later, for the first time in my life; the gates of the Lumere slowly, ponderously, swung shut.

I turned the telescope to see the king race from the palace in his chariot; Ata, the chiefs and king's advisors close behind. We watched as the royal party wound its way through the city to the harbor at breakneck speed. So intent were they in their race to the harbor that many people had to dive out of the way to avoid being trampled.

Turning my attention back to the incoming fleet I saw that all but two of the imperial ships had dropped sail and come to a halt about a mile short of the walls. One ship continued in towards the Lumere under oar, while the second turned under sail toward Iulia, the sacred isle, three miles down the coast. Would they desecrate the isle by setting foot there? Would they sack the temple; which stood unoccupied and undefended on all but the holiest days? These were the kind of sacrileges that the sea-reavers were known for.

The ship approached under oar, coming to a halt about a hundred feet shy of the sea-gate. Curiously, there was no fire from the walls as I would have expected, however, the guards looked as though they were ready to bury the ship under a hail of arrows. On the bow of the ship stood a man in a gleaming bronze helmet, who appeared to be shouting up to the guards. Sadly, this happened over a mile away, so we couldn't hear anything that was said.

This entire time Amana had been whining at me to let her look. I finally relented, warning that if she dropped it, I'd pitch her from the temple and see if she could learn to fly. Fortunately, I've always had very sharp eyes. The king and his entourage must have reached the harbor because the royal galley was pulling away from the docks and heading for the Lumere, where ten other triremes had formed a barricade just inside the gate.

The royal galley pulled up to the sea-gate and stopped; moments later the imperial ship crept forward until both ships sat only a few feet apart, on either side of the gate. All things seemed to come to a halt at that point, so I looked off toward Iulia as the other ship sailed around it once and headed back to join its companions. I could see the truth of the legends. The speed of the ship was such that it practically skimmed the waves, making the trip to the island and back in less than half the time of our fastest craft.

"I can't hear what they're saying;" said Amana excitedly, "let's go down there."

"Closer to those barbarians is the last place in the world we need to be;" I replied with exasperation. "Don't worry, Ata will tell us all about it, he always does. Now shut up and give me back the telescope."

"But it's still my turn... ," she whined.

"It's an awfully long drop."

She pouted and handed the tube back. No one goes through life without accumulating a list of regrets which weigh on us. Looking back over nearly a hundred and thirty-six centuries, my greatest regret is not having been a better sister.

We watched for over an hour as the king and the man in the gleaming helmet spoke heatedly from either side of the gate. Finally, the imperial ship backed away, came about and put up her sails. A great cheer went up throughout the city as the entire fleet raised their sails and turned about, gathering speed on the wind. They departed as quickly as they had come; disappearing over the horizon like ghosts. The relief of the city was palpable, there would be no war today. Our greatest enemy had come right up to the city gates, and left without firing a shot.

Ata didn't come home till very late that night. When he did, he wouldn't speak of the conversation between the king and the man from the Empire; not even to Ama (mother). He just sat in his chair all night stroking his beard, looking grim. The next day he was gone early, his armour and weapons with him. Ultimately, we had to resort to prying information out of the sailors who had been there. Very few, it seemed, wished to speak of it. Finally we were able to piece together that our last three allies, the cities of Xiana, Wat and Ngoro-tai had all switched allegiance to the Empire. All trade to Katai was now cut off. We were alone.

Even at the tender age of ten, I knew that trade was quite literally, the life-blood of the city. Our kingdom was mountainous with little farmable land; and since its founding, the city of Katai had swollen to more than half a million people. Even with fishing, we couldn't produce enough food for everyone. To add insult to injury; with foreign trade suspended, much of the population would be out of work.

Two days later the king announced the embargo; the effect was immediate. Half the population started screaming for war against Xiana and Ngoro-tai, our nearest neighbors; the other half rioted in the streets. The king called for calm in the city but his words fell on deaf ears. Finally he was forced to call out the army to quell the riots. The mood of the city became somber and listless; like a condemned man, resigned to his fate, just waiting for the axe to fall.

Ata and the other advisors remained with the king for nearly a week in council. Ama, Amana and I spent the entire time out with our household servants buying what foods and necessities we could before the price gouging became too bad. We all knew how to fish and Ata had taught me to use a bow (he even had one made for me that I could draw, albeit with some difficulty), so we knew that we weren't likely to starve when times started to get lean. Katai was built around the mouth of a large river, and as such, had an excellent fresh water supply. Food-stores however, were a different issue. Sadly, the thought of a complete embargo hadn't been seriously entertained in perhaps centuries. Without a more or less constant flow of ships coming in, the city had enough food-stores to last less than six months. Times would get lean; we simply could not have imagined just how lean they would get.

Finally, after days of being sequestered, Ata returned home. Sadly it was not to be for long. The decision had been made to go to war and the preparations were already under way. That night as Amana and I were laying in bed (pretending sleep) I heard Ata telling Ama that there would be raids against Ngoro-tai's shipping first to bolster our supplies before an all out attack on Xiana. The fleet was almost ready and the shipyard was stepping up production.

The next day, our family went to pray and make sacrifices at the temple of Lumis for a safe voyage and successful endeavor. Lumis was god of the sea, of sailors and patron of desperate situations. If ever a situation needed his help, this was it.

A great bull was slaughtered and Ata was washed in its blood, his armour and weapons likewise washed. The high priest read the entrails, with the proclamation that not only would the war be short and decisive, but that Ata had found favor in the eyes of Lumis and that his bloodline would be carried until the end of the world and after. With that,.our entire household was blessed. Ata and the priests then took some of the blood down to the harbor to bless his ship. I desperately wanted to go with them and watch, but only men were allowed to witness this ceremony.

Ata's ship was the first to receive such blessing, for the king had ordered that the high priest be taken out to Iulia on that ship to pray for our people at the temple there. Amana and I had friends among the city guards, so we were able to get onto the seawall and watch as his ship slipped out through the Lumere, dipped all one hundred and twenty oars to into the water and slowly gathered speed toward for the island. They would beach the ship there overnight, but the only one who would leave the ship and actually touch the island was the high priest. The entire crew would stay on board and wait for the next tide to carry them free. From atop the arch of the Lumere we dropped flowers for Ata and the crew as they slowly left the harbor and seemingly inched their way into open water. Ata looked up at us through his telescope, smiled and blew us a kiss. A couple of the crew followed suit earning what sounded like some rather harsh words from Ata, though we couldn't quite make out what he was saying. We would have waited for him all night up on the Lumere, but the tower guards shooed us off not long after the ship made land on Iulia.

Ata returned the next morning a few hours before dawn. I was awakened by the muffled groans and hushed cursing of him bumping into things in the dark. He was a giant of a man for the time period, towering a little over six feet in height, and he never did learn to be stealthy. I lay in bed and listened as he undressed and joined Ama in bed. Then I tried (unsuccessfully) to NOT listen as they said their own private good-byes.

The fleet sailed later that day on the afternoon tide. It seemed like the entire city turned out to see them off, and the mood was celebratory. Katai was going to strike a resounding blow at the enemy. The Empire would soon learn that this kingdom was still a force to be reckoned with. Every ship in Katai had been pressed into service, more than three hundred and fifty in all. We accompanied Ata to his ship on the overcrowded docks. He kissed Ama until Amana and I were ready to be sick, then embracing us said; "Maia, Amana, listen to your ama. I'm counting on you two to help her. If you're good, and say all your prayers, I'll bring you each a present."

With that he turned and climbed aboard his ship. King Iliak's ship was already pulling away from the dock. This time, the three of us: Ama, Amana and I, raced to the top of the seawall to watch from the Lumere as his ship set sail. For as long as we had them, we dropped flowers on every ship as it passed under the arch and raised sails. It was a truly awe-inspiring sight to see such a massive fleet all setting off at once and sailing down the coast. As they disappeared over the horizon I had to wonder how many of them would return. One look at the expression on Ama's face told me that she was thinking the same thing.

Life went on in Katai; day followed day and night followed night as we waited for word of the fleet and the war. With King Iliak at sea, the city was run by queen Itsiyina. Ama was the Queen's cousin, so we had the royal family at the house frequently. They seemed to delight in throwing the young prince and me together and my embarrassment as they spoke of betrothal. I liked prince Ilimak, but not in that way. He was infuriatingly immature. He wore shoes topped in highly polished silver plates. I thought they looked hideous when I first saw them. My opinion went downhill when I caught him using them to try and peek up my dress. It took a couple of "accidents" with the soot bucket before he got the message and stopped wearing them.

Every chance Amana and I got, we would spend atop the temple of Lumis, watching the horizon for some sign of sails. My greatest fear was that the next sails we saw would be the enemy's. There were several powerful storms that summer. Every time we heard the alarm bell warn of an incoming storm, Ama became a nervous wreck. Amana and I spent whole days trying to calm and console both Ama and the queen. When we weren't at home helping Ama, we were at the palace learning to read and write. From the age of ten, I spent much of my time there, learning the ways of the court and helping the queen with weaving.

Summer passed and turned into early fall when the first ships returned. Ama, Amana and I had gone beyond the city walls to a semi-secluded cove to go fishing and to dive for pearls. Amana wasn't a very good swimmer, so while she worked a net in the shallows, Ama and I stripped down and went diving. After our third or forth dive, we came up to find Amana jumping up and down in the surf, screaming and pointing out to sea. I turned reflexively to look. At first we didn't see anything, being only a couple of inches above the water, but as we were lifted up on the next wave we could see sails, a lot of them.

I'd never seen Ama move so fast in all my life. She was half way back to shore before I realized that she wasn't next to me anymore. I headed back in with all the speed that I could muster from my ten-year-old arms and legs. By the time I reached the shore Ama and Amana were already dressed and impatient to go. I threw my dress on, grabbed Amana's net, handed Ama the two pearls I harvested and we sprinted back to the city.

As we ran down the beach I saw twelve of Katai's ships with what appeared to be an entire Ngoro trading fleet, thirty ships strong, in tow. We arrived at about the same time, Amana and I were about ready to die of exhaustion. Out of more than three hundred ships only twelve had returned, all of them showing signs of battle; Ata's ship was not one of them. Ama broke down on the spot and it took us a while to get her home and settled.

Later that evening I went to the docks in search of news. The docks were flooded with people unloading the captured ships. Finally, I managed to find someone I knew, a ship captain who was a friend of my Ata's. I was relieved to the point of tears to hear that Ata and the king were alive and well. The fleet had stalked the sea-lanes near Ngoro-tai for more than a month before finally beginning attacks. They had come upon a small trading fleet and had taken it with hardly a fight. The next fleet they encountered had been a large one under military escort. In the ensuing fight three ships had been lost and twelve damaged enough to force them to return home. King Iliak had ordered that the captured ships be brought home to Katai, unloaded and put into service under Katai's banner. With winter coming, the fleet would soon be home for the season, and then it would be on to Xiana.

Ama was overjoyed with the news, Ata was safe as recently as three weeks ago and would be home soon. Amana however, was inconsolable that Ata had not returned and cried herself to sleep that night. With the excitement, I was unable to get to sleep that night, so I slipped quietly out of the house.

Katai was a beautiful city during the day, but at night, with all the city lights burning, it could take your breath away. I walked for a while, just reveling in the idea of being out in the city alone after dark. As I wandered down along the docks, I started to get strange, and in some cases frightening looks from some of the men there. I began to realize that the docks weren't exactly the safest place for a girl to be after dark so I headed around the harbor to the seawall. I took the nearest set of stairs to the parapet but a little before the top I was stopped by a guard.

"What are you doing up here young lady?" he asked gruffly.

I hadn't seen him standing there and nearly jumped out of my skin at the sound of his voice. "J-just going for a walk;" I stammered, "I wanted to sit on the wall for a while."

He glowered down at me; "A little young to be walking the wall at night aren't you?" He looked me up and down, "Judging by the way you're dressed, you don't appear to need the money, so take my advice and go home before you get yourself into trouble. Or if you really must, the sailors and dockhands will take anything, even a slip of a girl like you. Trust me, you don't want to be up here at this hour."

"But-but..."

"No buts!" He said angrily. "I've got better things to do tonight than look after a little girl who doesn't know where she ought not to be, now stand aside! Ladies, right this way."

I turned to see two attractive young women standing on the stair behind me. Bare from the waist up, they were wearing even less than I was. In those times it was customary for a woman to leave her right breast exposed; but with the exceptions of swimming and bathing, topless generally meant one thing. So this is what he had been talking about. The wall suddenly became just as alarming as the docks. The two prostitutes eyed me up and down with an irritated look. As they made their way past me on the stair one of them said to me; "This is our walk tonight little girl. Come back when you get some curves and we'll talk." I beat a hasty retreat.

I still wanted to find a place where I could watch the moon on the water. Making my way back into the city I headed for the temple of Lumis. The temple was about five hundred feet tall, so by the time I got to the top of the stairs I was breathing heavy and not paying attention. Stepping up onto the capstone I almost tripped over another business girl servicing a client. I beat another hasty retreat before they had much of a chance to notice me. The night was a washout, so I wound my way back home and snuck back into my bed.

Nobody noticed my late night excursion, and I didn't intend to mention it. With any luck there would be more, and there were. In fact, sneaking out at night sort of became a hobby, not to mention it was the only way that I could get any time to myself. I explored the city by night, with both caution and gusto. I was free, unfettered. Any night that was clear, I would climb the steps to the top of the great temple and sit for hours watching the moonlight on the sea; wondering what it would be like to be out on the sea on such a night. Usually, if I managed to get there first, the ladies of the night would take their patrons elsewhere. Sometimes I was the one who got chased off, and sometimes none of us would budge and we did our best to ignore each other's presence.

The fleet began returning home in groups of twenty to thirty, every few days. Each group towing no less than ten captured ships. With the food cargo alone, our stores would be extended an additional six months. Each time a group of ships would return Ama, Amana and I would hurry down to see if Ata's ship was among them, and begging the incoming ships for information when he wasn't.

About ten days before the start of winter, word reached our home that ships had been seen inbound. We dropped what we were doing and raced to the harbor. We got there just as the king's galley rowed in under the arch, Ata's ship just behind. A tremendous cheer went up throughout the city. Katai had struck back hard against those who had betrayed us, depriving Ngoro-tai of much needed supplies, ships and men. In all, the action cost us fifteen ships and about eight hundred men.

As promised, Ata brought us presents. For Ama, he brought a solid gold vase that was taller than I was and a bolt of the most beautiful cloth we had ever seen. Never in my life had I seen such a rich shade of green (and judging by the look on Ama's face, neither had she). I simply could not wait to see it made into a dress for her. Done right, the queen herself would turn a matching shade in envy. Ama could be queenly in her own right, and with this she could dress the part. Lastly he brought out a huge blanket, twice the size of their bed, made of the thickest, softest, most heavenly looking fur. Now I was green with envy. With winter sailing in through the Lumere as we spoke, pulling up to port and asking for a long term berth it was getting downright COLD at night. For Amana he brought a bolt of cloth identical to Ama's to start her dowry and a full length polished silver mirror. For me Ata pulled out of his bag a bolt of cloth that made Ama's almost look common. It was a material that none of us had ever seen. It was light yet very strong. The surface of it actually shined, almost as if polished. It was as smooth as polished marble yet as soft as water, and it was a shade of blue that you could fall into and keep falling forever, the color itself was almost luminescent. Much to my disappointment this cloth was for my dowry, not to be made into the most beautiful dress in all the world... yet.

As I was busy trying to squeeze my eyeballs back into their sockets, I barely registered Ata saying that he had one more thing for me. I hugged the cloth, I loved the cloth but as he pulled the next item out of one of his bags I dropped it onto the dirty floor and forgot that I had ever seen it. I stood there and stared for I don't know how long with my jaw agape. Finally I gathered the courage to reach up with a trembling hand and take the item that he held out for me; trying not to drop it, my eyes suddenly filled up with tears. In my hand sat a polished metal tube, a little longer than one of my arms. It was slightly larger at one end than the other and had a polished piece of glass at each end. At first I couldn't understand why he would give me his priceless telescope, and then I realized that the tube in my hand appeared to be made of solid gold, not bronze.

Ata noticed my bewilderment and said; "It's actually bronze. We don't know how, but they found a way to cover one metal with another. It's almost like a paint, but much thinner and smoother."

"But how did you come by it?" I asked, still confused. "Shouldn't this have gone to the king?"

Ata chuckled; "Actually, we found three. One of the trade convoys we took included an imperial ship. While I came up from her starboard stern, Iliak charged in from mid port. The captain turned hard to avoid being rammed by Iliak and turned right into me. We almost cut her in half when we hit. Then Iliak pulled up along-side and we stormed the ship."

"Even with their ship sinking under them, the Atlanteans fought like demons, we lost three men for every one of theirs, but in the end we managed to take the ship. I had most of the crew break out axes and cut her loose before she dragged us down with her while the rest quickly searched the ship for anything salvageable. We found these in a locked box in the captain's cabin. Judging from the looks of them, and from the box they were in, we think that they were meant as a gift to the king of Ngoro-tai. I figured that if it was good enough for a king, then it was good enough for my first-born. Iliak agreed and sends his compliments. As much as you like scanning the horizon from up on the temple, I figured that this would come in handy."

I didn't know what to say, I gave him a huge hug, grabbed my telescope and my sister and dashed for the door. We hadn't gotten three steps when Ama spoke up behind us.

"Ah-hem;" she said, "before you disappear, you have chores to finish." You know, sometimes being a kid sucks.

I wasn't able to get out for the rest of the day so I snuck out that night bundled up in my cloak and went to my usual haunt. I arrived to find the top already occupied by a single man wearing a cloak. I figured he was just waiting for his favorite lady to arrive. Well, I wasn't going to be chased off tonight. Fortunately, he was on the side facing away from the harbor, so I sat on the top step on the harbor side and scanned the moonlit ocean. The scene was beautiful, albeit limited. It didn't take too long to see all that could be seen by the moonlight, so I sat there for a bit just wondering what to do. Suddenly, in a flash of inspiration, I raised the telescope to the skies.

I must pause here a moment learned reader and tell you that there are no words which can accurately describe the awe, majesty and sublime beauty of dancing among the stars through a telescope. So I will not attempt to do so here. Here, at the dawn of the twenty-first century, such sights are well known, thirteen and a half thousand years ago they were inconceivable.

I lay on my back and walked among the heavens for a while, seeing more stars than I ever knew existed. As I was dancing among the craters on the moon I heard the man on the other side of the platform walking over to me. I sat up, prepared to dash down the stairs when I looked at him, and my blood froze in my veins.

"When I arrived, one of the dock workers mentioned having seen you here and on the docks on a number of nights." Ata said as he sat down next to me. "I thought he must have been mistaken. What would my little Maia be doing in such places after dark, and alone at that?"

"Ata, I..."

"Don't." He said sounding very disappointed. "Don't make up excuses. The city is no place for a girl of your age to be wandering alone after dark. I'm just glad you had the sense not to drag your sister along."

I managed to work up the courage to look him in the eye and speak. "That's why I do it Ata. This is the only chance I get to have some time to myself. I only went to the docks the first time. I stay away from the harbor at night now. Most of the time, I just come here. Occasionally the working girls chase me off so I go wandering a bit, but I'm careful and stay out of sight and not talk to anyone. I've spent most nights since you left up here watching, waiting for you to come home."

Ata sighed and laid his hand on my shoulder. "Maia I taught you to be free-willed and intelligent, but I thought I also taught you to be wise. Someday I am going to give you to away as some lucky mans wife, but to do so, I have to keep you pure. I can't do that with you wandering about the city alone at night. Have you any idea how dangerous these little excursions of yours are?"

I hung my head and replied; "Yes Ata."

"I'm not telling you to stop." He said. "Just take one of the servants with you from now on; and your sister is never, I repeat, NEVER to hear of your nighttime strolls, do you hear me?"

I nodded silently, too ashamed to say any more, yet overjoyed that he wasn't going to make me stop.

From under his cloak Ata pulled his own telescope. "Now what was it that had you so enraptured when I caught you?" He asked lying on his back.

We spent the next couple of hours exploring the heavens together. Apparently the concept of turning it skyward had never really occurred to him either. We finally left our perch a couple hours after midnight to sneak back into our beds, but Ata returned with me every few nights through out the winter. He taught me what he knew of the heavens, of stars and planets and constellations as together we learned more through our telescopes. There, on the top of the temple, standing on the nausca, Ata taught to me things forbidden to women; the arts of celestial navigation.

When one is learning to run a household one cannot help but learn numbers and higher figuring, but the things Ata taught me were fiendishly difficult, especially for a girl of ten. Ata said the fact that I was able to understand it at all was a testament to how bright I was. He was always trying to make me blush.

One night as he was giving me lessons I was having a hard time concentrating. Ata noticed that I seemed troubled and sat down beside me.

"What's on your mind girl?" He asked softly.

It took me a few moments to realize exactly what it was that I was having difficulty with. Finally I was able to articulate it.

"Why do this for me Ata? Why take the risk?" I asked; the words coming to me at last. "This is one of the greatest gifts you have ever given me and nothing could ever make me feel ungrateful for it, but you know the penalties for doing such a thing. And how could I let you put yourself at risk for it. I mean, here we sit on top of the very temple of Lumis discussing things that are forbidden to me. Why hasn't Lumis struck us down for the blasphemy? I think what I'm saying is that learning this, and here of all places, scares me."

Ata looked at me with a look that I simply could not interpret, almost as if he was trying to decide something. He looked at me like that for several moments and then closed his eyes and sighed.

"Maia," he said; "do you remember the day before I left? The day I took the high priest to Iulia?"

I nodded.

"We set down on the beach and waited, it is forbidden for any but him and the high priestess of Anais to set foot there." He continued. "The prayer he was sent to perform should have only taken a few minutes no more, yet he was gone for several hours. When he returned he had a haunted look about him and I feared the worst for the war, but he reassured me that that was not the issue which troubled him so. After we returned to the harbor he asked me to accompany him back here to the temple so we could talk in private. Down below, in his room, he told me what he had seen that had him worried."

"You see, in the temple on Iulia is a pool where the gods themselves are said to bathe. The water in the pool is holy beyond the understanding of man. If a person were to touch just a single drop of the water while praying fervently, then the gods are quite likely to respond. But if you are not cautious and quite specific in your prayer, then fate will tend to stick its hand in and twist and pervert the prayer; and while your prayer would be answered, that answer could turn into bitter ashes. This is why only the high priest and priestess, the wisest people in the kingdom are permitted to set foot there."

"He said his prayer as he had gone there to do, but before he had a chance to get up off his knees he felt an overpowering presence there with him and he was forced to kneel even lower; almost into the pool. The way he described it wasn't so much like he was pushed down but as if someone had taken over his person and forced him to look deep into the water; and what he saw there terrified and saddened him to the depth of his soul."

"When he looked into the water he saw a young woman; you, in a few years. You were on a large ship, similar to imperial design. The ship was far out on the ocean, weeks maybe months from land; and you were alone. You were on a ship large enough to be crewed by sixty or eighty men but there was only you, alone upon the sea, trying to find land. I could tell that there was more that he wasn't telling me, but it is actually at his insistence that I am teaching you these things. He told me that your journey would be terribly long and difficult and that you would need to learn everything that I can teach you and more; everything that you are capable of learning in order to find your way."

"Someday in the not to distant future you will go from here, I don't know when, I don't know why or where to, but there is nothing that I can do to prevent it. What I can do is to give you the knowledge to find your way home again. If time permits at the beginning of spring, I will begin teaching you to sail. If you were a little older, I would take you to Xiana and you would get all the sailing experience you would need on the trip there."

I didn't quite know what to say. This was the first time in my life that he had been that open and candid with me. My mind was still numb from what he had told me. I couldn't quite wrap my young brain around the idea that the high priest had had a strong and profound vision about me. These are the kind of things that make young children lay awake at night afraid of what's under the bed.

Finally I was able to think enough to ask; "Does Ama know?"

"Are you kidding?" Ata chuckled. "If she ever heard what I just told you she'd bundle you up and pack you off to the cloister of Anais up in the mountains! She'd hide you so well, the gods themselves wouldn't be able to find you!"

We laughed till we cried and returned to our beds a little before dawn. I knew that no matter what happened, one way or another I'd be all right. Sadly the winter became too cold to spend many nights out, but any night Ata was home, I could be found by his side till late in the evening learning everything he could teach me. I could see by her expression that Ama did not approve of much of what Ata was teaching me. I even heard them argue about it a few times, each argument ending with Ata putting his foot down and saying that I would learn everything that could be crammed into my head and that was final. Ama was not happy about this at all and attempted to fill my days and nights with chores so that I wouldn't have time to learn things that were not a woman's place. She even resorted to sending me to help other people with chores. One cold day, I had been sent to help the queen with weaving. Ata merely had a word with Iliak. The next thing I knew, there were royal guards sent to collect me. By the end of that winter I was exhausted, both physically and mentally.

All through the winter, Katai prepared for all out war against Xiana. Men poured in from the outlying towns, villages and farms; swelling the population to unbearable levels. The public squares became training grounds for young men and boys who had never handled anything more than a sickle or a cattle prod. When they weren't training they were cutting and hauling lumber for the shipyard. The shipyard was a madhouse, tripling its normal production and refitting the captured ships as troop transports.

Spring came late that year, but come it finally did. By the time spring found Katai, I was eleven, as tall as Ama, and still growing. I was already taller than anyone else my age and stronger than most of the boys that I knew. With Ata's blood in my veins, I would eventually grow to be almost as tall as he was.

In the end there was no time for Ata to teach me sailing as he had wished. A week after the winds changed the army was loaded onto the ships and the fleet set sail. Again, the entire city turned out to send the fleet off. King Iliak had his galley rowed out to the center of the harbor. We watched as he climbed the mast to the lookout so that he could address the assembled crowd.

"Children of Katai hear me!" He roared across the water. Iliak was a large man himself, and I think everyone within a mile of the docks heard his voice. "Children of Katai, for we are all children of Katai! Our mother has been slandered and forsaken by those whom we have hailed as friends for years beyond count. They have been seduced and debauched by the demons of the sea. They thought that they could betray us and walk away; that in her old age Katai would be too weak to respond! We have shown Ngoro-tai that Katai is as young as she ever was! Today we set out to show Xiana the full measure of our anger. Many years ago we razed most of Xiana to the ground. Today we will show them that we still have such strength! We shall teach them once again why we ruled the sea clear to the Dark Continent. We shall strike such a blow as will be felt clear to the throne of Atlantis, and we will drive those sea demons from our waters once and for all!"

The city went wild. From the queen to the lowliest dockworker the mood was absolutely jubilant. As Iliak climbed down from the mast Ata kissed us all goodbye and his ship pushed off. Again his ship followed the king's out through the Lumere, sent off with heavy fanfare. As Ata's ship was approaching the arch I heard his voice over the crowd. He was holding up his telescope and pointing up to the watchtower above the Lumere.

"Watch for my return from there by day or the nausca by night!" He yelled.

"Just be sure to come back before Ama marries me off!" I yelled back. Ama got a chuckle out of that and yelled across to him; "You DID teach her wisdom!"

And with that he was gone. There were too many people on the arch for us to have gone up there to see him off but every ship that passed under the arch put to sea under a blizzard of flowers. There were so many ships that it took till early evening for them all to put to sea. The harbor had been so full that you could have walked across it and never gotten wet. The three of us raced to the temple and managed to find a spot amongst the throng there where we could watch the fleet disappear over the horizon. I took out my telescope and passed it around to Ama and Amana so that they could watch, but when Ama got hold of it she didn't give it back until they were gone.

Once again the days began to creep by. When Ama didn't have us up to our ears in chores I could usually be found up in the watchtower looking out over the horizon, waiting for a sign. The tower guards grudgingly tolerated and eventually came to appreciate my presence. I was someone different to talk to, and they realized that my telescope could be an advantage. Any clear night that I could sneak out I would make my way up to the nausca to watch the stars. I nearly always had it to myself those days as the city had been virtually emptied of men when the fleet sailed.

Spring faded into summer and the city fell quietly into the rhythm of warfare. One of the chores that Ama had me doing was helping the fletchers. Over that summer I fletched more arrows than I care to remember. When not helping the fletchers I was busy using many of the shafts that I had helped to feather. Queen Itsiyina had ordered that all persons above the age of ten practice at archery for one hour every day. My skill with the bow had been passable before; but with enforced practice it improved dramatically. By the end of the summer I had even outgrown my bow.

When not otherwise occupied I dove for pearls, learned of cooking, herbalism and medicine, wove with Ama and the queen, served at the palace; the list went on and on. It was the busiest summer that I had ever spent. I wasn't able to get away often and Ama did everything in her power to keep it that way.

At first I hated archery practice, but began to love it when I met Anai. Anai was a year older than I was and we hit it off famously. We were about the same skill level with the bow and we both practiced as hard as we could to out-do the other. We were constantly teasing and cajoling each other to reach deeper and do better. It was for this reason alone that both he and I progressed as far as we did.

Anai and I became fast friends; he was in fact the first real friend that I'd ever had. I think that he was also the reason that Ama tried to keep me so busy that summer. He was the most adventurous spirit that I had ever met. He wasn't much to look at, being a little on the skinny side with constantly unruly black hair and a look in his eye that said that he was up to something. Any time that I could get away from Ama, we could be found together. We hunted together, fished together, swam together.

Summer finally passed into fall and one night in late September I decided to show Anai my secret hiding place. Sneaking out a little after midnight with my cloak and my telescope, I made my way down to his house in the merchants quarter. I quietly tapped on his window a couple of times. Anai was a light sleeper, so it was no surprise to find him wide-awake when he opened the window.

"The gods themselves aren't even awake yet!" He said with a yawn. "What trouble can we get into at this hour?"

"Grab your cloak," I said. "I've got something to show you."

We wound our way through the streets to the temple of Lumis then took the long climb to the top. We reached to top to hear the moans of passion coming form the other side. Apparently not ALL the young men had set out with the fleet. Since they were on the other side a good fifty paces away, and it was a dark moonless night, we were able to ignore them, though Anai occasionally stole glances off in that direction.

"Maia," he said with a wry grin; "I like you a lot, but I just don't think our parents would approve of us getting married like that. Not that I'd object mind you, but aren't we a little..."

His sentence was cut short when I punched him in the arm so hard I almost knocked him down.

"One more remark like that," I said, smiling back; "and the next time we go swimming I'll drown you!" We stuck our tongues out at each other and laughed. I sat down on the top stair and invited Anai to join me.

"So what's so important that you had to drag me out of a warm bed at this ungodly hour?" He asked, joining me on the step.

I pointed to the seven sisters and asked; "How many stars are in that constellation?"

He gave me his best sarcastic look and replied; "Hmm, they're called the seven sisters, and I see seven stars. I'm gonna say seven."

"You sure about that?" I asked, as I pulled the telescope out from under my cloak.

"Pretty sure; yeah," he answered, nodding his head.

I handed him the tube and told him to point it at the stars and look through the small end. He held it up to his eye, started to say something and stopped.

"Mother of Lumis." He finally said; his voice barely a whisper. He started scanning the sky. "I never dreamed..."

He never did finish that sentence, and the rest of the night we said very little, we just sat there watching the stars. The lady and her friend eventually finished their tryst and left and the rest of the night was quiet. At some point we wrapped up in our cloaks and laid back on the obsidian top to get a better view straight up.

The next thing I knew I heard a bird chirp. We both sat bolt upright. We had fallen asleep and it was now false dawn. The sun would be coming up in just a few minutes. My heart flew into my throat, if Ama found that I'd been out all night (not to mention with a boy) there would be nine kinds of hell to pay. I grabbed my telescope and was about to dash down the stairs when Anai grabbed me and spun me around.

"Maia, I've been wanting to do this for a long time," he said. He pulled me close, leaned in and kissed me. I closed my eyes and melted into him. His lips were warm and soft, and the feeling was exquisite. I was walking on air; so happy that my toes were curling. Sadly, reality intruded and the feeling of panic returned.

"I've got to go," I said, disentangling myself from him. He grinned sheepishly at me and nodded. Turning, we took two steps down the stairs when something caught my eye. I stopped to look out to the horizon. Anai got a few more steps before he realized that I wasn't with him anymore. He turned and came back up. He looked at me and then turned to look out to the horizon as well.

"I thought I saw something out there," I said.

Anai stepped back up to the top and said; "Then your eyes must be playing tricks on the both of us, because I think I see something too!"

I joined him at the top and looked again. There it was again, just the faintest hint of movement on the horizon. I took out the telescope out again and brought it to my eye. Even with the telescope, the object was still just a slight disturbance on the horizon; but after a few minutes it grew into a sail. We passed the tube back and forth and watched in astonishment and glee as the sail was joined by another, and another, about fifty ships in all came over the horizon and made for the harbor. As the light grew and the ships came closer, I could identify them as being Kataian galleys. Part of the fleet was returning. I jumped for joy and hugged Anai and gave him a big kiss.

I took one last look through the telescope scanning the incoming ships to see if Ata's was among them. They were too far out for me to identify individual ships but I could tell that they were under full sail and full oar. It looked as though after a long sea voyage, they had decided to race each other to the harbor now that it was in site. The group started to break up and string out, several of them taking a large lead.

"That must be the rest of them." Anai said.

I looked up to see what he was talking about. Following his gaze back to the horizon I could see more sails there, many more.

"Umm, Anai; we've got to go," I said as gripped my scope and nearly flew down the stairs; "right now!"

The reason for the fleet's race to the Lumere had suddenly come into focus. It wasn't a merely a race at all, but a desperate sprint for survival. The sails which we had thought to be the rest of the fleet were in fact a fleet of imperial ships; several hundred of them.

We were half way down the steps when the guards in the watchtower saw the danger and rang the alarm bell. When we reached the bottom I yelled at Anai, "Get your bow! I'll meet you on the wall by the watchtower! Run!"

I was nearly exhausted by the time I made it to my house. The city had come alive with panic and it was difficult to get anywhere without being trampled. As I sprinted into the house I caught sight of Ama and Amana looking petrified.

"What's happening, why is the bell ringing?" Ama asked; her eyes wide with fear.

"The fleet's come home," I yelled back as I quickly stashed the telescope and grabbed my bow and quiver. "But they're not alone! It looks like the entire Empire is right behind them!"

With that, I sprinted out the door and down to the harbor. I saw several columns of smoke coming from somewhere out past the sea wall and knew that the battle had begun. It seemed to take forever to force my way through to the harbor and around to the wall. By the time I finally made it to the top I thought that I would drop dead at any second. My legs and lungs were on fire like they had never been before.

The parapet was complete pandemonium; people rushing this way and that, carrying weapons of every variety trying to find a place to defend. I could hear screams from out on the water. Thirty ships were completely engulfed in flames, mostly ours, but some of theirs as well. Three of our ships had been boarded and the crews were being slaughtered, and twenty-five ships were racing for the harbor with hell right on their heels.

As the first ship made it in under the Lumere a cheer went up through the harbor and from the wall. Anai had found me and we nocked arrows and waited for the enemy to get closer. I heard a clatter beside us and turned to see a group of guards going down the line of archers on the wall, dropping a large bag of arrows between every other person. Stooping down I grabbed two bundles from the bag and untied them; leaning them against the wall for Anai and myself.

The second ship made it in through the Lumere and another cheer went up. By now I was so scared that I was about ready to wet myself. I was trembling so hard that I could hardly handle the arrows. A third ship made it in and I stood up and prepared once more. The imperial ships were closing the gap fast but twenty-five ships managed to make it in. By about the twenty-third ship, the enemy had come into range. I took aim at the lead ship, drew and held. Finally a voice yelled, "shoot", and ten thousand arrows took flight. In my nervousness I held my arm wrong and the string took off a layer of skin or two on my forearm. The pain was enough to snap me out of my fear. I immediately grabbed another arrow, drew it to its full, aimed and released.

A few arrows started coming back; I heard a scream next to me and turned to see the man next to me staggering, an arrow in his eye. An arrow skipped off the wall right between Anai and me. I tried to keep my mind on what needed to be done. The men in the ships needed us if they were going to make it home. I reloaded, drew, aimed and released, again and again until I could hardly draw my bow anymore. As the last ship made it in under the arch, the trimarans turned and headed out of range. A triumphant shout went up from the wall. I turned to see the ships that had made it home and found that Ata's had been the last one in, and she was badly damaged.

The dreaded enemy had come once again to our very doorstep, and this time it looked as though they came for dinner. With a tremendous groan, the Lumere slowly swung shut once again.
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