Sofia was the daughter of immigrants from Italy. Her parents had moved to the U.S. when she was only two. She still had the slightest Italian accent even though she was only beginning to say words when she and her family arrived here. When she accepted the job, she had been working in a day care in the city and wanted more. The idea of living in our luxurious suburban home was attractive to her and the money was excellent. So she moved in with us and I instantly liked her. She was a short woman at only about five foot tall, but she had a lovely figure. She had dark skin and black hair, but the face of an angel and uniquely bright blue eyes, which accentuated her looks. That, along with the greatest smile I had ever seen, made her the most beautiful woman in the world in my mind. At first I hardly noticed, but as I began to hit puberty, I started to really take notice. My folks were gone probably a total of nine months out of the year and so Sofia became my best friend. I had trouble making friends because I was very shy. But Sofia always greeted me with a smile after school and I had no real desire to be anywhere else but with her. I don’t know if it was her family raising or what, but she did have some methods about her that I thought were strange, but also intriguing. And this is what led to the beginnings of my adolescent discoveries.

Sofia always dressed rather skimpily, and I never got used to it. I loved it, but as I became more mature, I always felt desire when I was around her. She would usually wear shorts that were so small they looked as if they were painted on. And they were so short that they showed a great deal of her butt cheeks, especially when she bent over for something. She also usually wore a sleek top, either a tight tube top or a small shirt tied in a knot in the back, and she wore no bra or panties that I could ever tell. She rarely wore shoes and felt completely at comfort in her attire. I knew because she even dressed in this fashion when my parents were home. The other thing that was unusual was that she would always bathe me. I knew it was part of her custom because she said her mother bathed her when she was young, but by the time I had turned twelve I began to wonder when she would finally stop. It was very embarrassing at first but I got used to it as we became closer, but now it was causing me to get erections. She would take the cloth and rub my back and chest and legs, everywhere but my privates which she made me do. It was hard to hide my erections but I sat up in the tub when she would bathe me and try to conceal myself with my hands. It worked I guess, because she never said anything about them. This was also the age when I began to masturbate and I found myself more than not, masturbating while thinking of Sofia. I thought it was dirty at first, but then I became more used to it and it made me change my attitudes toward Sofia. She was still my nanny and best friend, but also the object of my desire. Things finally came to a head between us one night after my first soccer game when I was thirteen.

I was in my first year of school soccer, which I loved, but the practices were grueling I thought and I was often sore from it. After my first game, which Sofia came to watch and cheered loudest, I was sore as could be. I had played hard and had a couple of rough collisions and my muscles were aching when I got home. Sofia bragged about me all the way home telling me I was the best player on the field and I was also the most handsome. I blushed a little but remained humble and modest as she doted on me. When we got to the house I was dead tired.

"Sofia, I think I’m just going to take a bath and go strait to bed." I said.

"Are you sure Danny? It’s Friday night and you usually stay up late." She replied.

"Yeah, I’m beat." I said as I started up the stairs.

"I’ll be up in a minute to run your water and help you." She said.

I had been telling her that I was getting to old for her to bathe me, but she insisted. So I usually didn’t resist her when she said she would help. Besides, I was too tired to argue and she was looking very lovely that night, both because of her natural beauty and her skimpy outfit, but also because of the praise she had given me after the game on the drive home. I went to my room to get out of my clothes and then sat down sleepily on my bed until I heard the water run. Sofia usually started the water and then left the room for a few minutes and that is when I would get in the tub. This time I walked in to find her waiting for me with a big smile. It startled me a little and I quickly put my hands over my genitals as I blushed.

"Don’t be like that Danny. It’s nothing I haven’t seen before. Besides, you have a large, beautiful penis and shouldn’t hide it. Our bodies are nothing to be ashamed of. We know each other plenty well enough by now to not feel embarrassed." She said.

She walked over toward me and pulled my arms apart exposing my penis in an attempt to get me to loosen up. It was rapidly and involuntarily growing so I hurried into the tub. The water felt so good that my embarrassment quickly faded and I closed my eyes as Sofia began to wash my back and chest. Then I laid back, which I rarely did, as she washed my legs. I was sore, but comfortable at the same time and was feeling so relaxed that I hadn’t noticed that Sofia had stopped. After a while, I felt the cloth washing my legs again and realized that I might have drifted off for a moment. When I opened my eyes, I couldn’t believe what I saw. Sofia, during the pause, had gotten undressed and was now kneeling at the tub wearing nothing but a smile as our eyes met. I sat up a little and she could see the wonder in my eyes. She laughed a little as she spoke.

"Don’t be startled Danny. I just figured you would feel more comfortable if I were naked too. Now I want you to be relaxed." She said.

She was a sight to see! Her breasts were average sized, but very perky and tight against her chest. Her stomach was flat and fit, I guess from all the non-stop housework she did in keeping the place spotless. She stood up to go get a bottle of body soap from the counter and she had the most unbelievable ass I had ever seen. I knew it from her tight shorts she always wore, but this was even better than I had imagined. She was evenly tanned all over, and I was aroused at the thought that she must sunbathe in the nude in our back yard while I was at school. Her pussy was trimmed and neat in a perfect classic triangle shape. The smile never left her face as she kneeled back down and looked at my extremely hard penis. I had not even noticed, but it wouldn’t have mattered.

"Since you are so sore, I figured I would clean your privates for you this time. You just relax and I’ll take good care of you." She said.

I couldn’t speak as I watched her squirt a generous amount of soap into her palm and then rub her hands together. She slowly dipped her hand into the water between my legs and eased it toward my scrotum. When she touched it, I jumped a little. It was the most intense thing I had ever felt. She stopped only to tell me to relax and then cupped my balls inside her hand and began to gently rub and massage my scrotum as she cleaned my balls. After a few seconds, she took her other hand and slowly wrapped it around the shaft of my penis, which was bigger than I had ever seen, and gently began to stroke it in her hand. I was anything but relaxed as she had wanted, but also wasn’t about to stop her from her touches. Her pace was slow but steady as she stroked all the way from the base of my penis to it’s tip. Her other hand was massaging my balls at the same time and I soon felt my orgasm building.

"Uh, Sofia. I think you might want to stop. Something is happening . . ." She stopped me.

"I know Danny. It’s ok. Just let it happen." She said.

I couldn’t hold back, and soon I was squirting huge ropes of cum high into the air. It landed on my stomach and on her hand and wrist, but she never wavered. She continued her slow and steady strokes until my orgasm has subsides and I was completely clean.

"You deserved that after the game you just played." She smoothly said.

Then she rinsed me off and pulled the plug out of the drain and looked at me, now with a more serious stare.

"I know you usually don’t, but I want you to shower now to make sure you are completely clean. Then dry off and come into the bedroom." She said, and then turned and left the bathroom, leaving her clothes on the floor.

I quickly did as she said and went into the bedroom. There, Sofia was lying naked on my bed waiting for me. She extended her hand toward me as I advanced and then pulled me up onto the bed. She grabbed my other hand with hers and pulled me on top of her as she spread her legs without a word. Then she looked deep into my eyes and I felt her hand stroking my growing cock to fullness. She took it and pulled me toward herself as I felt my cock touch the slick entrance of her pussy. She guided it in until my cock’s head was in, and then put her hands on my ass and pulled me all the way inside. Her pussy felt tight and wet as my pelvis met hers and my balls rested on her ass. She then wrapped her legs around my waist and I began to slowly push in and out of her pussy. She put her hands on my cheeks and pulled me in for the most erotic and best kiss I had ever had. We kissed the entire time, only stopping briefly to catch our breath and allow me to suck on her erect nipples as we moaned together. She had taken my virginity and I had fallen in love. I wanted it to last forever, but inevitably it had to end. I felt my orgasm building and finally erupting inside my new lovers pussy. She came at the same time, moaning loudly as her own orgasm hit. Then I collapsed on top of her, gave her another kiss, and drifted to sleep.

I slept very soundly that night and had an amazing dream about Sofia. I was pleased to wake up next to her. She was already awake and was looking at me with a soft smile. She said good morning and we kissed again. Then she began to kiss my neck and down to my chest, kissing her way all the way down to my penis. She was under the covers and I couldn’t see her, but I was in heaven when I felt her lips on my cock. I had never had a blowjob either, and it was more amazing than I could imagine. I pulled the covers back so I could see her. Her eyes met mine and I watched only for a few seconds as her head bobbed up and down on my cock, never breaking eye contact with me. Then I came, and she stopped only to take my load into her mouth as she stoked my cock with her hand. Then she carefully pulled her mouth away and swallowed before rising up and straddling me. She lifted her ass high enough to take my cock into her pussy and then began to ride my cock wildly. She was moaning and screaming within seconds and fucked me to her own orgasm. I felt and heard the wetness of her pussy as she came and then she quickly moved over my face and sat down as I instinctively licked and sucked her cum off her clit and pussy. She was moaning loudly again in seconds as she was coming again. This time I couldn’t get it all into my mouth as she splattered my face with her watery liquid. Then, as if she couldn’t get enough, she moved back and took my cock into her pussy again and had a couple more orgasms before I blew another load into her hot pussy. She then collapsed on top of me and kissed me before tiredly climbing off me and into the bathroom where I heard the shower start. It was even better than the night before and not a word had been spoken other than the "good morning" she had greeted me with in the beginning. She then called for me and we showered together. She did not say a word during the shower, but I could tell something was bothering her. After we dried off, she went to her room and I to mine to get dressed. I met her in the kitchen afterwards and she made breakfast. It was at the breakfast table after eating that she finally spoke.

"Danny, I want you to know that I am not sorry about what happened, but that it cannot continue. I wanted to tell you when you woke up, but you looked so handsome and innocent that I . . . anyway it has to end now." She said.

"Why Sofia? I love you and what we did was natural for two people in love, right?" I asked.

"I love you too Danny, but I shouldn’t have done that last night. Or this morning for that matter. I was just so proud of you and you looked so desirable to me. I can’t honestly say that I’m not in love with you, but it is not natural. Besides me being your nanny, I am also much too old for you. I am practically twenty years older than you and it isn’t right. You have so much life to live and you will meet someone your own age and fall in love. I’m not the one for you and we mustn’t speak of last night again. Among ourselves or to anyone else. Besides the age difference, it was also illegal. I would definitely get fired by your parents and I would most likely go to prison for what we did last night if anyone found out." She said.

"But Sofia, I can’t just forget about last night. I want you no matter what our age difference is." I begged.

She just shook her head and left the table. I could tell she was beginning to cry, but she wouldn’t respond to my knocking on her bedroom door. Oddly enough, I only spoke to Sofia briefly throughout the next two weeks. I tried to talk to her and I wanted her badly, but she would not reciprocate. Then the unthinkable happened and as soon as my parents came back from their trip the last time, she resigned. I was crushed. She did come up to my room to say goodbye before she left. My parents tried to change her mind and even offered her a huge raise in pay, but she didn’t waver. She told me she would never forget me and that she loved me and we cried in each other’s arms before she walked out of my life.

I was in deep depression for much of the next year. My parents tried to get me to tell them what had happened and why she had left, but I only said that I didn’t know. They knew something was up, but I’m sure they never guessed the truth and finally they quit asking. They tried to get a new nanny for me but I refused. After much debate, they decided I was old enough to stay alone, even though I probably wasn’t, and they allowed it as long as I would agree to let our neighbor check on me quite often while they were gone. He was a good friend of my father’s and a reason we had moved into that neighborhood in the first place, so it worked out.

Part II

I only stayed alone a short time because my parent’s business was taking off and they were able to hire more employees which freed them up to stay home most of the time. We were a normal family again for my last two years of high school and we did a lot together to make up for the lost time when they had been away. Still I thought of Sofia every day. She was still my first love and I couldn’t get past it. I was no longer depressed, but still often sad and pined for her always. I had a difficult time meeting girls in high school, even though I had become popular because of my achievements in athletics. I was not only the soccer star, but also baseball and track and people in my school took notice. I had an offer or two from girls probably based on the fact that I was the star athlete, but I didn’t take them up on the offer. I could only think about Sofia and go home and masturbate to the memory of our two times together. It wasn’t until I met Dee in college that I found some stability and settled down. I asked her to marry me on the day after our graduation from college and she gleefully accepted. I did love her, but I still thought of Sofia and even almost backed out of the marriage on our wedding day thinking I might still have a chance with her. I had not spoken to her but once since she left that day. She had called me on the day I graduated from high school and we had a good talk until I told her how much I still loved her. That made her skittish and she quickly ended the conversation and hung up. I waited for the call on my college graduation but it didn’t come. I didn’t blame her because she probably didn’t know about it. I had no way of sending her an invitation because I still didn’t know where she was. And it was only after that when I decided to propose to Dee.

Dee and I lived happily together for the next thirteen years. Our story is much like my parents in that we both traveled a good deal of the time. The difference is that we didn’t get rich like my parents, even though we were comfortable, and that we didn’t travel together because we had separate jobs. Still, our marriage was happy and we had a perfect little son that kept us even closer. He was only ten years old when we began to travel through our jobs, so we did what my parents had done and got a nanny. My wife had chosen one while I had been gone and I didn’t meet her until after she had began working for us. The day I met her was one that I will never forget.

I was returning from a business trip and my wife happened to be home so she could pick me up from the airport. She was departing the next day and I would only be home for two days but it gave us time to catch up as we parked in a wooded area next to the airport and had sex twice in the car. Afterwards, we giggled like school kids and composed ourselves for the drive home.

"That was nice Danny. Sorry it had to be like this but our new nanny is home with Jay and I had to have you." She giggled.

"You’ll hear no complaints from me." I laughed. "So tell me about this new nanny."

As my wife began to tell me about her, I almost drove the car off the road. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. She told me her name was Sofia and that she was twenty-two years old. And when she told me that her mom was Italian, I almost fainted.

Dee asked me if something was wrong, probably by the stunned look on my face, but I tried to assure her there wasn’t. Still I couldn’t help but think, is it possible that this girl we hired is Sofia’s daughter? The years would match up pretty close if Sofia had become pregnant not long after she had left our house. I had heard through the grapevine that she had gotten married not long after she resigned, but it was never confirmed to me. My mind was still racing as we pulled into the driveway. I couldn’t wait to see her.

Sofia greeted us at the door and my eyes almost popped out of my head. It was as if I were looking at my old nanny again. Obviously she was a little younger than my Sofia had been when I knew her, but it could have passed for her even still. She was lovely and I felt I was looking back in time. I said my hello and shook her hand. A strange electricity serged through my body from her touch. I knew no matter how happily married I was, I had to fuck this lovely creature, if nothing else to possibly put closure on my long desire for my Sofia. It wasn’t my Sofia, but it easily could have been. And there was no one else that could come as close.

I could tell this young Sofia liked me from the start and so the next day when Dee took Jay to the zoo, I stayed home faking an illness so I could make my move. Sofia was vacuuming the floor in a skimpy outfit just like my old Sofia would wear when I decided not to wait. I went up behind her and spun her around so I could look into her eyes. Her eyes matched my old Sofia’s eyes perfectly and I couldn’t help myself. Without a word, I pulled her close and kissed her, hoping she didn’t slap the shit out of me afterwards. Instead, to my glee, she put her hands on my ass and pulled herself hard into me. In a flash our clothes were off and she dropped to her knees and began sucking my cock. It was as if I had traveled back in time. I felt as though I was fucking my first love again and I quickly came in her mouth. She even used the same techniques that I had remembered Sofia using that time years ago. She stroked me until I had finished and then swallowed before standing up and kissing me again. I picked her up and sat her down onto my cock, guiding it in with one hand as I held her off the ground with the other. Then she wrapped her legs around my back and I cupped her ass as I began to bounce her up and down on my cock. She bucked the best she could and was moaning loudly. She even sounded like my old Sofia. She must have cum ten times while I pounded her up and down my shaft. She was so wet that our thrusts were making a squishing sound as we moved. Then I walked us over to the couch and laid her down. I went down on her and ate her pussy to another orgasm as I savored her taste. Then I raised up and put my hands on either side of her and began to fuck her hard, ridding myself of years of sexual frustration on pining for my Sofia. She screamed and clawed my back as I fucked her hard, only pausing to suck on her large breasts. Her body was just like my old Sofia’s except her tits were larger. And I loved that. When I was ready to cum, I decided not to cum inside her for obvious reasons, so I pulled my cock out and stroked my cum all over her stomach and chest. Some even hit her face as she tried to catch it in her mouth. I had not cum so hard since that time with Sofia twenty two years ago. After I finished, she scooped and rubbed my cum all over her chest and face, tasting it before I picked her up again and took her to my bedroom. I knew my wife would not be home for a few more hours so I fucked this new Sofia three more times in our bedroom. I even fucked her in the butt doggy style before dumping my load inside her ass. I have to say this new Sofia was more freaky that my old one as she was asking me to do the naughtiest things to her. I was feeling my old love over again and I finally collapsed after she rode my cock for one last nut, as I spewed all over her ass.

"Wow, you really were turned on by me weren’t you?" She asked, with a slight little accent just as my old Sofia had.

"I’m sorry to have been so forward, you just remind me of someone special." I said.

"That’s ok, if you wouldn’t have made the first move, I definitely would have. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not in the habit of being a home wrecker. It’s just that I felt something special with you the moment I met you for the first time yesterday." She said.

"I know exactly what you mean." I replied. "What made you become a nanny in the first place?" I asked, trying to change the subject as a little guilt was starting to set in.

"Well, my mother had been a nanny and her and my step-dad thought it would be a good way to earn some decent money." She said.

My heart almost stopped as I thought now this might really be Sofia’s daughter.

"What’s your mother’s name?" I asked.

"Her name is also Sofia. I’m named after her." She said.

"Was her maiden name Domingo?" I asked, with my heart in my throat.

"Yes, how did you know that?" Sofia asked with a puzzled look.

"Oh my god! It can’t be! You are the daughter of my old nanny!" I exclaimed, horrified and happy at the same time.

"Oh my god! Are you the Danny that she always spoke of!?" She asked, her face frightfully worried.

"Yes! Yes! That’s right! I can’t believe this!" I exclaimed happily.

"Oh my god!" Sofia screamed as she rushed off the bed and into the bathroom.

I was worried by her reaction and went into the bathroom to find her crying. I was puzzled and worried. What the hell was going on. After she finished she began to speak again as she sat on the bathroom floor covered up in a towel.

"I can’t believe what I’ve just done! What we just did!" She said.

"What’s going on Sofia? I know it’s a huge coincidence and everything, but it’s going to be ok." I replied.

"No, it’s not ok! You are my father! I have just had the nastiest, freakiest sex of my life with my father, and you have just fucked the shit out of your own daughter! Oh my Jesus! I swallowed my father’s cum!" She was crying again.

I was stunned. What the fuck is she talking about? I couldn’t speak as my mind raced and she could see I was very confused so she continued.

"Don’t you see!?" She cried. "I know you had sex with my mother and that is why she resigned. She told me you were young, but I didn’t think . . . just add it up! It was about twenty two years ago right? Well, I’m twenty two years old. She told me there was no other man in her life until my step-dad came around and that was three years after she left you! She told me that Danny Regan was my real father! My god, how did I not see this coming. I knew Jay’s last name was Regan! If your wife didn’t still use her maiden name then I might have not been so blind."

"Wait a minute, this can’t be right. Something’s a miss. You can’t tell me that you’re my daughter. Sofia would have told me that by now." I said.

"She didn’t tell you because she didn’t want you to waste your young life away. She is sorry she didn’t tell you now, but then she was thinking only of you and was blinded by what she thought you wanted. Then you got married and things just got more difficult. I was going to look for you soon anyway." Sofia replied.

"I can’t believe this!" I said as I sat down on the toilet lid.

"You know what the worst thing is?" Sofia asked. "The worst thing is that even now that I know the truth, I still want to fuck you. I want to fuck you more than ever."

I was in shock as I watched her crawl over toward me with tears in her eyes and take my limp cock into her mouth. She slowly sucked on it, looking up at me, until my cock was hard again. Tears were streaming down her face. She now knew her dad, and in a more intimate way than most daughters. I should have pushed her away as quickly as I could, but I have to admit that I felt the same way. I let her suck me until I was ready to fuck and then I picked her up and leaned against the back of the toilet, watching her as she straddled my cock and sat her pussy down onto me. This time she came even harder and more rapidly than before as I shot my load into her pussy. Before I was careful, but now I actually wanted her to get pregnant. She was my daughter, but I felt a strong desire to have a baby with her. To continue our strange linage I guess. I didn’t know how my wife would take it, having a newly found daughter to raise, but I didn’t care. I figured somehow it would be fine. I just hoped she wouldn’t know that she was my daughter AND that I was fucking her as often as I could. And if and when the baby comes, Dee could think it is just a bastard child from an unlucky night with some guy. But Sofia and I will know the truth and we can all be a family together just like I had always wanted with her mother.

By the time I was fifteen, I still had the sexual knowledge of an infant. I sometimes got strange feelings and desires after puberty began, but I prayed much of the time to fight these feelings. In short, I had not so much as touched myself in an erotic way even by the time I was eighteen. I developed slowly and felt that I was an ugly girl during my adolescence. Being so conservative, my parents dressed me very plainly. I was not allowed to wear make-up (nor did my mother wear make-up) or wear anything that showed certain parts of my body. Basically, I could wear short sleeve shirts during the summer months only and I was only allowed to wear long skirts that barely showed my ankles. Never pants, as my parents forbid it because they showed the female body in a suggestive way they said. By the time I was eighteen and about to graduate, I still had very small breasts and was only about 5'2" tall. So I still felt much like a little girl. And my social development also reflected that. My father was a teacher at a Catholic school for girls and this didn’t help my social development. I know now that sometimes Catholic girls are often the subject of sexual fantasies, and that men especially like to think of them doing naughty things in their dorm rooms at night. This was not the way it was though, at least not in my experience. All my friends and roommates were very nearly as innocent as me. We never even discussed boys or sex or anything together. Ignorance was rampant I guess, or maybe spirituality was really that strong then. I’m not sure. But the closest thing we had to a discussion about sex was me asking one of my more well-developed friends why my boobs were so much smaller than hers. Even at this, we were carful to keep our voices down and prayed after the conversation to ‘cleanse our souls’ from what we had been discussing. Plus, we really didn’t get anywhere because neither of us knew the answer. Life was very simple and structured and dull in a lot of ways back then, but I can’t say that I didn’t have some good times as well. It wasn’t bad for me at all.

During my senior year at the school, my father talked with me quite a lot about my future. Of course, he wanted me to consider becoming a nun and devoting my life to God. It started out as a suggestion at first, but after I revealed to him that I wasn’t sure about it, he began to press me more and more. It drove a wedge between us and I began to rebel a little during that time. Nothing to serious or exciting, but I definitely changed my behavior. I began to think that I wanted to go into the world and experience new things for the first time. It started as just a thought to get back at my dad, but the more I thought about it the more I liked it. I hadn’t really thought of what I was going to do with my life until that year, and I always figured I would end up doing something in the service of the church. Now, however, I was researching more and more about other opportunities. By the time I graduated, my father and I were not talking to each other very much as he had pretty much learned that I was serious about striking out on my own, at least for a while. It made him very uncomfortable.

By graduation day, I had already made plans to move. Of all places, I chose to move to Miami. I had saved some money I had been earning for many years working during the summer months and I bought a used car, got my license, and had already made my plans. I figured I could easy my way to Miami and look for an apartment and then a job. I had no idea what to expect, but my main interest was to just enjoy a new life for a while. I was extremely excited. I had done some research on how to go about doing the plans I had made and I felt I was ready. Dad was very proud on my graduation day and we talked a long time for the first time in weeks. He said he understood my plight and gave me his full blessing, and that caused me to cry in delight. Now my mission goal was complete with my father’s blessing and I was excited as can be when I drove away from my conservative home for the first time the next morning.

It didn’t take me long to learn things. After arriving in Miami, I got an apartment that supplied all utilities as well as cable television and I began watching late night movies that would never have been allowed in my parents home. They were not pornographic movies, just regular Hollywood movies, but the things they showed were eye-opening for me. It’s weird to think about it now, but those movies were really the first time I had been subjected to anything of that nature. The violence and sex in them were giving me all sorts of ideas that I prayed on often. These, and many other experiences slowly started to break me from my shell. In the following weeks, I slowly began to change my appearance. I spent a lot of time at the beach and I wanted to look more like those girls I would see in their bikinis. It was shocking at first, but I slowly got up more and more courage to explore. Before long, I had a good job at a local restaurant, I was wearing all the skimpy outfits that everyone else was wearing, I was enjoying wearing make-up and jewelry, and generally becoming happy with my appearance for the first time in my life. I was even beginning to attract the attention of boys down at the beach from time to time. I wasn’t ready for that at all and would easily scare them away with my shyness and awkwardness when they would talk to me. I would feel relieved when they left though. I thought I would just take my time with that. I was still just eighteen and figured there was no hurry in getting a boyfriend.

One Saturday I decided to do something that I had wanted to do for a long time. I had worked the late shift at the restaurant and had the next day off so I decided to finally try deep sea fishing. The day before I had met a man at the dock who said he would take me out for the day for a fraction of the price most of the others were charging. All I needed to bring was myself. He would take care of all the equipment, food, and supplies. His name was Brandon and he was a young man about thirty years old. He was married to a girl named Amanda who was a couple of years younger than him. They both lived on their newly acquired boat, which was very large and nice, and had just begun taking on charters to earn their living. I was immediately comfortable with both of them on my initial visit and so that along with the price was hard to pass up.

Brandon had told me to arrive back at the dock on Saturday at four o’clock that morning. I asked him why so early, and he said it was so we could get to the best fishing areas before the others. I thought that was a good idea, even if it would mean little sleep before departure. I was still sleepy when I arrived at the dock and boarded. They were both stirring in the boat getting it ready when I arrived and we soon departed. I was sitting on the fishing deck in a chair enjoying the cool night air and I fell asleep. I was still tired and hadn’t gotten much sleep after a late and busy night at the restaurant. The next thing I knew, the sun was shining in my eyes and we had traveled way out into the ocean. There was no land to be seen and I heard the boats engines come to a stop.

"We’re here!" Brandon yelled down, seeing me awake. "Let me get you set and we can start doing some fishing!"

He seemed thrilled to be out in the ocean on his boat and I could tell he loved his job. I hadn’t looked up at him until he started down the latter from the control deck and I saw something I couldn’t believe. He was completely naked! I watched in shock and awe as his huge balls and cock swayed back and forth as he descended. Even flaccid, his dick must have been seven or eight inches long! His body was completely tanned and shaven, even his balls and ass! The only hair on him was on his head. And he was well built and muscular. I couldn’t take my eyes off him as it was the first time I had seen the naked anatomy of another man in real life, and the first time I had even seen a man’s genitals. When he jumped off the latter’s second step he turned around and threw his hands out at his sides with a smile.

"Is this great or what?!" He said. "Nothing like the open sea air to get you going in the morning!"

Then he must of seen the look of surprise on my face as I shyly covered it with my hand, speechless.

"What is it Meg? You look like you’ve seen a ghost." He asked with concern.

"Your naked Brandon," I said, "where are your clothes?" I softly asked.

"Oh, that. You know about this, it’s on my sign. Clothing optional remember?" He said.

He must have been able to tell from my horrified silence that I knew nothing about this ‘clothing optional’ because he continued.

"Don’t tell me you didn’t see that? Damn! I told Amanda we didn’t write it large enough on the sign." He exclaimed.

Just then his wife Amanda walked out from the house door and she too was naked! She had shaven her pussy and I could see the front of her clit as she moved to the deck. She was carrying a tray with three plates of eggs and what turned out to be three Bloody Mary’s when she noticed the awkwardness of the scene.

"Is something wrong guys?" She asked. Brandon immediately got on her for the sign and told her my ignorance of the ‘clothing optional’ thing.

"Well, that’s no problem. I’m sure Megan will adjust. Remember Meg, you don’t have to take your clothes off if you don’t want to. But I hope you don’t mind if we do. We are nudists and it’s just kind of a part of our lives." She said.

I slowly began to tell them I didn’t mind, though it was a lie. I had never been more uncomfortable in my life, but at the same time excited. After all, this sort of thing doesn’t happen every day and a girl in my situation was like a sponge to new experiences. My feelings were tugging at one another, a mix of awkwardness and arousal. The strangest thing is that I didn’t know who I was more attracted to at that moment, Brandon or Amanda! She was gorgeous and I had never looked at another woman that way until then. Amanda sat the food down on a table surrounded by chairs and told me to come and get it. Brandon was already sitting down and beginning the meal when I got up. His cock was so large it was lying limply over the edge of the chair beneath him as he ate. I watched his cock as I sat down, not noticing until I was seated that Amanda had noticed my stares and was smiling at me with a quirky grin. I immediately turned my attention to the food and grabbed my share.

"What is this?" I asked, pointing at the drink now sitting in front of me.

"That’s a Bloody Mary." Amanda said. "Haven’t you ever had one before."

"No, not actually. What’s in it?" I asked.

"Mostly just tomato juice and vodka." She answered, giving me a puzzled look.

I had known of alcohol, being from a Catholic family, but I had never tried it myself, other than the wine we got during service. I decided it was harmless though and took a drink. I found it surprisingly good and quickly began to enjoy my meal. After I had finished, I asked if I could have another Bloody Mary and Amanda quickly rose up with a smile and said, "Of course! I’ll get us all another drink."

As the next half hour passed, I had drank three Bloody Marys, each stronger than the last, and was feeling another new experience. I was getting pretty tipsy. This was loosening me up and making more comfortable with the situation as we talked about Miami and how much we all loved it. They mentioned clubs and restaurants and all kinds of things they do as I asked questions. They even mentioned something called a swingers club that, at the time, I didn’t know anything about. Then Brandon suggested we get me geared up for fishing and Amanda began to clear the table. Brandon was moving toward the fishing poles when I suddenly said something I couldn’t quite believe. I was again watching his cock sway from his walking and it kind of just blurted out.

"Hold on a minute Brandon. I want to change." I said.

He turned and looked at me (which is what I was waiting for) as I pulled my t-shirt over my head. Then I undid my bikini top I had on underneath and let it fall next to my shirt on the deck.

 

"There you go girl!" Brandon smiled. "That’s more like it. Your going to love the feeling of freedom you get. Especially way out here in front of all of nature."

I smiled back and then pulled my bikini bottoms down and kicked them to the side before walking over to Brandon. He must have been very comfortable with seeing people without their clothes on. He only remarked about how good my body looked, and how much fun I was going to have today. My skin was still rather white as I didn’t tan too well being a redhead, and his comments made me feel good. He told me to get in the fishing chair that was raised up on the end of the deck out the back of the boat. I made my way up carefully, still buzzing hard from the drinks, and he handed me a pole and showed me how to get it ready. After a while he let me go at it on my own, having already baited and caste my hook and showing me what I needed to do. I really was enjoying it all. Being naked was exhilarating enough, but I have to admit I was really getting into the fishing as well. It was quite an experience but only the beginning of a wonderful day.

I had been up on the seat for about an hour and had caught a couple of smaller fish. It was becoming more fun by the minute and I became amerced in it. Brandon had been fishing with a smaller pole from the side, but hadn’t caught anything. I had my hook in the water for quite a while just thinking about different things and enjoying the warm sun on my naked body when I realized I hadn’t even had a bite in quite a while. I turned and was about to ask Brandon if I needed to check the bait when I saw something peculiar that made me stop and stare. Brandon still was fishing off the side, but had moved down farther toward the front of the deck. Amanda was standing beside him and was apparently saying something in his ear that I couldn’t hear. Her head was very close to his ear as if she was whispering and I was surprised to see her tongue come out and lick his ear lobe. Then I noticed that her hand, though hidden from my sight, was low in front of Brandon and her arm was moving rapidly. Now most people might have guessed what was going on, but I didn’t as I stared in wonder about what they were doing. Then Brandon sat his pole into a slot on the side of the boat and turned around toward Amanda. I was looking from the side but could now see that Amanda was stroking his penis with her hand. His penis had become extremely erect and must have been at least ten or twelve inches long! I opened my mouth in awe but did not speak. I barely noticed I was still holding the pole as I felt a wetness between my legs. I was feeling true arousal for the first time and didn’t even realize it right away. I almost involuntarily let go of the pole and unhooked it from my waist. I then reeled it in and sat it in a holster on the side of the chair and turned back to the couple. Amanda was just beginning to drop to her knees when I looked again. I couldn’t believe it when I saw her slowly open her mouth, close her eyes, and place Brandon’s penis inside her mouth! She then began to move her head back and forth as she sucked his cock. I hadn’t even realized I was getting out of my seat until my feet were back on the deck. I watched in lust as I walked over beside Brandon and put my arm around his waist, running my hand over his perfect ass. He was a little startled to see me at first because he had his eyes closed, but he only smiled and put his arm around me, feeling my ass as he did. His touch was incredible and I felt my pussy get even wetter as I looked at him. Suddenly he began to lean in and I instinctively met his mouth with mine. We were kissing heavily (the first time that intensely for me) when I heard Amanda’s voice.

"Hello Meg. Do you want to help me down here? I could use some." She said.

It startled me at first as I quickly pulled away from Brandon and looked at her, realizing how angry she might be. She only gave me a motion to join her before going back to work sucking his cock. I looked at Brandon and he told me to go ahead if I wanted to. That was all I needed. My pussy was burning with desire and I could feel my juices beginning to flow down my thighs a little. I made my way to my knees beside Amanda and watched as she sucked. Then she pulled her head away and pointed his amazing cock toward me, offering me a taste.

"What do I do?" I asked shamefully.

"Is this your first time?" She asked

I admitted it was and she assured me it was fine and that I should just relax. She then told me that it was really nothing more than sucking, as you might suck a milkshake through a straw. It seemed to make sense to me, although I couldn’t really understand at that time why a guy would like that. It wasn’t me to decide however as I opened my mouth and let his head pass my lips. His cock as warm and slick from Amanda’s saliva. And it felt soft on the surface, even though it was as rigid as a log. I sucked for a time before beginning to move my head back and forth like I had seen Amanda do. Brandon was really beginning to react as he moaned louder and louder. It was really turning me on and I had a burning desire to touch myself. Another first for me, I took a hand down to my pussy and began to rub at my clit. I had never experienced it and I couldn’t believe the feeling I was getting. I was really getting into it when Amanda stopped me suddenly. I pulled away and looked at her as she spoke.

"I think I’d better take it again Meg. Brandon’s about to cum and I don’t know if you’re ready for that yet." She said.

"What do you mean he’s ready to cum?" I asked.

"Just watch. I think you will like this." She answered.

She then put Brandon’s cock into her mouth and began to suck it feverishly. She had one hand on his shaft and was stroking it as he pumped her head faster on his rod. Then Brandon said, "here it comes" and she pulled her mouth away and continued to stroke his cock. Just then an amazing thing happened as Brandon began to shoot thick white cream from his cock. It was landing all over Amanda’s breasts and a little on her face. Then it began to stream out of his cock onto her hand and thighs as he finished. He fell back onto the edge of the boat in apparent exhaustion as she milked the last of his cum from his cock. I was awestruck!

"You see Meg, he comes a lot and I didn’t want you to be surprised by it." She said as she licked a little off her hand.

Little did she know that I had no idea about any of this. I didn’t know what happened during sex of any kind and I was frozen with lust and awe.

"Would you like a taste? His cum is really pretty good." She asked. "You can lick some off his cock or, if you want, off my tits."

I didn’t hesitate in taking his cock back into my mouth as she pointed it toward me once again. He was still hard and his cum did taste quite good. It didn’t really matter though because something instinctively wicked inside me was urging me to taste it no matter what. Then I found myself looking at her cum-covered tits and I popped Brandon’s cock out of my mouth and moved slowly to her breasts. I took one nipple into my mouth and then began to move from one to the other licking and sucking Brandon’s cum down my throat. I was in a place I had never even imagined and I had no second thoughts about it. I had never even considered being with a woman in that way before. I had never even thought it was an option. I had heard sermons against homosexuality before, but never fully understood what they were talking about. Now I knew and I couldn’t help myself. My mouth eventually explored as high as her neck when she pulled me away and gave me a look of want and desire. Then without a word, she pulled me roughly to her face and we embraced in a passionate kiss that lasted what seemed like hours. Then she pushed me back gently and began to kiss down my body. She took care in licking and sucking each of my nipples and I was loving the sensation intently. I even began to moan as she started for my belly button. It was after she passed that point that I suddenly became aware of her ultimate destination and I grabbed her.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"I was just kissing you Meg. Is there something wrong?" She answered.

"Are you planning on going down there?" I asked, as I touched my swollen and wet pussy.

"Yes I was, unless you don’t want me too." She said with a puzzling look.

I thought about it for a moment and then told her that I wanted her too. But I was self-conscious about my pubic hair. After all, they were both clean shaven and I was in need of some maintenance. I asked her to shave me. I won’t get into too much detail, but she did love the idea and accepted. The entire process was as sensual as her kisses had been and after she finished, I felt a cleanness and freeness that I had never felt. It was soon replaced with overwhelming excitement again however, as she had no more than finished washing me off when she dove her head and tongue firmly on my pussy mound. It was undescribably having her eat my pussy. I knew that I loved her then and there. I felt a strong buildup in my loins and knew something big was about to happen. Just as Amanda inserted a finger into my pussy, I came. The feeling was uncontrollable as I began to buck and scream like a wild woman. Amanda increased her activities until I could no longer take it and had to pull away, begging her to stop. She laughed a little as I laid back onto the deck and tried to get my breathing back under control. Then I wanted to make her feel the same. I rose up and she was already laying on her back with a finger in her pussy. I quickly positioned myself at her mound and gave her clip a flick of my tongue, which made her tense up with pleasure. It took some doing, but I was beginning to understand what made her feel good and she was just about to cum. I was fingering her pussy and she was moaning loudly when I felt something touch my clit. I looked around to see Brandon on his knees behind me and I knew what he wanted. I didn’t answer, but didn’t move away as I turned back toward Amanda. Then I felt his cock enter my tight pussy and I had to bite my lip from the fullness.

"God your tight Meg!" He said. And then he gave a firm push to fully enter my pussy.

His cock was enormous, but it somehow fit. I was tight with a mixture of pain and pleasure as the feeling was like nothing else. He then slowly began to pump in and out of my pussy and I was cumming again within seconds. I finished off Amanda the best I could, but I was almost incapable of anything else but enjoying Brandon’s cock as it pumped in and out of me, faster and faster. Soon he said he needed to cum again and this time I spun around and took his hard cock into my mouth. I stroked it as I sucked, just as Amanda had done, but I didn’t get it out of my mouth before his streams began to hit my throat. I fought off a gag, but held him inside my mouth as he finished. Then I swallowed and it was the best thing I had ever tasted. It was good off of Amanda’s tits, but having this much at once was wonderful. I knew I was hooked.

The fishing was pretty well over with at that point. We spent the entire day exploring and fucking each other until we were all exhausted. We didn’t even go back to Miami that day as we stayed out on the ocean all night. Before we returned on the next day, they had made me a proposition I couldn’t refuse. I was in love with them both and agreed to stay with them on the boat and help them with their new business. I whole-heartedly accepted and knew I had found what I wanted in life. It was so far away from where I began, but it was what I knew I wanted. Our love has grown deeper every day and we never neglect each other’s needs. We are probably what some would call ‘over-sexed’ because we indulge ourselves multiple times a day usually. We have even had a few other clients that have joined us in our sexual escapades. But it is still just the three of us right now, and we are completely happy.

 

    I caressed it very gently and explored it. I felt the head, then the shaft, I touched the soft spot where the two meet, I felt the veins, that pulsed, and I caressed his balls. He hadn’t woken so I took my time and enjoyed how it felt.

    I was overcome by the desire to suck that beautiful cock. I wanted to taste the flesh, feel it pulse in my mouth, and to feel it cumming down my throat. I moved into position very slowly and without a sound. He was still sound asleep and I’m not sure why but I didn’t want to wake him.

    Finally my mouth was just inches from his cock. I moved closer and stuck out my tongue gently licking the head. Oh it tasted so good. I trailed my tongue very slowly all the way down the shaft. I then gave each ball a big kiss before slowly ascending back up the shaft with my tongue. I then opened my mouth and sucked my son’s big beautiful hard cock right in.

    Slowly at first I would take as much as I could and then withdraw. I had soon quickened my pace and was giving Nick a first class blowjob. Every so often I withdraw just leaving the last inch or so of cock in my mouth and I’d swirl my tongue all around it. I paid very special attention to that spot right below the tip. I’ve been told that guys go wild over that.

    Then I would go back to sucking and pumping his cock. I loved the taste and wished I could just suck it forever. I wondered if he was dreaming about getting a blowjob from me and I started to wish he’d wake up and find me sucking his cock. I sucked that fat hard cock for probably ten minutes or so and then I could tell he was about to cum.

     I finally felt his hot cum erupt into my willing mouth. Oh the taste was delicious and I savored it. I tried to swallow all of it but some oozed out the side of my mouth. Of course I licked that up as I wasn’t going to let a drop get away from me. After I licked him clean I curled up next to him and dozed off into a dream filled sleep.

    The following morning I arose and went to the kitchen for my coffee. As I sat there sipping it Nick eventually woke up and joined me. Kissing me gently on the lips he told me “I had a great time last night, but I had the wildest dream.” I smiled knowing that I had caused that dream. All I told him was that sometimes dreams come true.

    He was gone most of the day and I prepared for his return home. I set up his video camera near the pool and placed his still camera next to it. I even placed extra batteries nearby just in case. I brought a vibrator, some lube, and a butt plug out with me as well.

    When Nick came home I called for him to join me out at the pool. He found me sitting on the edge of the pool in the nude soaking my legs. He approached me and gave me a big kiss. We exchanged quick pleasantries and I told him I wanted him to film me again. Asking me what I had in mind I told him I’d like him to take pictures while the video camera runs on auto.

    I sat on a chaise lounge and began to play with my tits. As I warmed myself up I started talking to him. “Momma loved playing with your cock last night. It felt so good and hard in my hand. I love how it felt and I loved making you come.” I got my nipples nice and hard and then slid a hand between my legs. “My pussy feels so hot and wet, but not as wet as it was when you licked it last night. Did you like licking Momma hot pussy you dirty boy? Did it taste as good as you thought it would?”

    He set the camera down long enough to take off his clothes. His cock was already as hard as a rock. “Hell yeah Mom, you taste as sweet as honey. I’ll eat you any time you let me.” I think he knew I was going to let him.

    I spread my legs wide and started rubbing my slit. “Momma’s pussy is wide open for her baby. Momma wants to get it nice and wet for you. I love how hard your cock gets when you look at my pussy.” I shoved a finger deep inside of me. “Would you like Momma to shove a vibrator in her pussy? Do you like watching me do that?”

    I didn’t need him to answer; the way he was jacking off with one hand and taking pictures with the other answered for him. I pulled the vibrator out from under the cushion where it had lain hidden. I began to inch it inside myself saying. “Oh that feels so fucking good. Watching you stroke that cock while I shove this into my pussy turns me on so much!

    I must have pumped that vibe into myself for a good ten minutes until I felt myself about to orgasm. “Momma’s going to cum for you Nick! Watch me cum for you!” my body trembled and shook, I my hips bucked wildly, and my juices gushed forth. “Oh fuck Nick you make Momma come so hard!”

    As my climax subsided and I was calm once again nick said “Would you like me to lick your pussy again Mom?”

    “Not yet nick, Momma has some special she wants to show you now.” I reached for my butt plug and lube. “I want you to watch me slide this in my ass. Momma likes it when her ass is full. With that I slowly inserted the plug. “Doesn’t momma look just like a fucking slut shoving this in her ass? Oh Christ that feels so good.” I was getting hotter and hotter by the second.

    “Nick I want to suck your cock. Will you let Momma suck your cock? I didn’t have to ask him twice. He quickly brought his cock to my willing lips and offered it. “Momma loves your cock and she’s going to make you feel so fucking good.” I said as I opened to accept it. As I began sucking he reached for my vibrator and fucked me with it.

    I nearly flipped out when I felt him grab the butt plug and slowly pull it out. Then his finger began to probe my special hole. “Oh yes nick, finger fuck Momma’s asshole. Oh yes that feels fucking good. Do you feel how tight my ass is honey? Do you want to fuck your Mother’s tight fucking ass?”

    He didn’t wait to answer me. He turned me over and probed my tight little hole with his cock. I felt him enter me slowly and I pushed back. “Oh for Christ’s sake Nick! You have your big fucking cock in my ass!” once he had fully entered me he let me adjust to the fullness and slowly started to pump his cock in and out of my ass.

    “Oh God Mom your ass is so tight.” He exclaimed as he built up a rhythm. He fucked me and I fucked him back. “Mom I can’t believe you let me fuck your ass, I’ve always wanted this ass so bad!”

   “Shut up and fuck me!” I screamed. I knew I was going to cum again any moment. “Fuck me, fuck me harder! Slap my fucking ass and fuck me!’ I could hear his balls slapping my ass and I felt fuller than I had ever been. Reaching between my legs and finding my clit I was sent into orbit from my climax.

    Once I came back to reality I frantically told him. “I want your cum! I want it in my mouth and I want it now!” he fed me his cock and I began sucking out my treat. It wasn’t long before he gushed into my mouth. Spurt after hot delicious spurt of my son’s cock satisfied my taste buds. I squeezed every last drop of this forbidden fruit and drank it all. 

    As we lunged by the pool for awhile collecting ourselves the phone rang. It was my husband letting me know he’d be gone at least another week. I couldn’t have been happier.

Still, Brandon and I were best of friends and we went everywhere together. He was great too because he would always encourage me about girls and say that my time was coming. He would jokingly say that once it happened, that the girl would never let me go because she would never be able to find someone with a dick that big again. He would even play it down sometimes saying that sex wasn’t all that important anyway and that I wasn’t missing much. A virgin like me though doesn’t really want to hear that shit. We were seniors, both seventeen, and finishing up a very disappointing season when this story occurred.

Brandon had been going through the women like wildfire the last few weeks and I was feeling even that much more miserable because I could barely get a girl to talk to me. They all liked me of course because I was funny and witty and like the big brother they never had. But they didn’t like me in that more-than-friend way. The conversation pretty well deteriorated after a quick hello and maybe a short joke. Then they were off to see what Brandon or one of the other studs at the party were doing. One night, we were at a keg party celebrating the end of the football season, even though it was a lousy season. We had won our last game and everyone was happy but me. I was drinking pretty heavily. It wasn’t much of a celebration to me because of a couple of reasons. First, it marked the end of my football playing days and I loved to play football. Second, I was still a virgin and the frustration was overwhelming me that night. Brandon saw me sitting on the staircase and he must have been able to tell I was feeling down. Always the best buddy, he came over to check on me.

"What’s up big guy, you look kinda down?" He asked.

"Hey buddy, I just don’t have a great deal to celebrate. This is more like a funeral to me. No more football. It sucks." I replied.

"Cheer up man, we all knew it would come sometime. We are still going to try to walk on somewhere right?" He said.

"I guess so. But it’s not a sure thing. You still have to make the team. But that’s not all." I said.

"What else? Don’t tell me it’s girls again? You can’t get a girl sitting alone you know." He said.

"Yes, it is girls, and don’t fucking give me that shit! You know I’ve tried and tried!" I said.

"Ok, ok, don’t bite my head off. Come on, let’s go play some cards with the guys. They’ve been wondering where you are. Looks like you need another beer anyway." He said.

I slowly got up and decided to do like he said and try to cheer up a little. It didn’t really work though and I ended up going home early, stealing some of my old man’s whiskey from the cupboard, and sitting in my room getting drunk in the dark. I figured I might as well be by myself and not bring everyone else down.

The next afternoon I was working off a hangover when Brandon came over. He was just out enjoying a nice Saturday afternoon riding around and persuaded me to join him. I didn’t feel like doing anything really, but he insisted for some reason. I finally gave in.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"Over to Suzy’s and Demi’s house." He answered.

"What the fuck for? Don’t tell me you hooked up with one of those girls? They are even out of your league. They date college guys and shit. They’re nineteen! You know they graduated two years ago. You’re just jerking me around." I said.

He gave me a smile and I knew. "Your fucking kidding me! They never give any guy the time of day, not even you! You’re kidding right?" I replied with surprise.

He kept smiling so I asked him which one. "Suzy." He said.

I couldn’t believe it as I laughed. My mood was improving now. I was happy for my buddy. Getting with one of the Babbs twins was like climbing Mount Everest. It was monumental. They were both beautiful girls and had really graduated two years before us. They were known as prudes too and didn’t give a guy much of a look unless they were older, good looking, and had money. They looked exactly the same. It was impossible to tell them apart even if they were standing together. They had long blonde hair, fantastic tanned bodies, well rounded and perky tits, and asses that were like something from a fiction novel. You couldn’t imagine two more beautiful girls. They both reminded me of a younger Jenny McCarthy and I can’t count the number of times I’ve jacked off just thinking about them.

"How in the fuck did you meet up with Suzy? When I left you were still sitting at the party and getting pretty drunk I might add."

"It was weird but Suzy came in after you left. It was like she was a different person. She wasn’t snobby or anything! And she started talking to me and confessed that she had a crush on me when I was a sophomore and she was a senior. She just didn’t think it would be accepted by her friends then so she never said anything. But now she said she had changed and one thing led to another. We started making out and next thing I know we are in my car going at it." He said.

"What the hell are they even doing in town?" I asked.

"They are on Thanksgiving holiday from college. Demi is here too. Their parents had to go out of town for a couple of days so they are there alone. She told me to come over this afternoon for a little matinee, if you know what I mean." He laughed.

"Then why the fuck did you come get me? What the hell?" I asked.

"Well after I do my thing, I figured we could go get some beer and chill for a while. Kind of a pre-party before the big one tonight. I just wanted to hang out with my buddy." He said.

I couldn’t argue with him. He was being really cool so I let it go. I was nervous about this though. I wasn’t exactly smooth around girls, especially goddesses like the Babbs twins. But I figured we wouldn’t be there long. If I was fucking Suzy Babbs, I would probably blow my load within a minute and be ready for a nap.

When we got to the door, Suzy answered and greeted Brandon with a huge kiss and hug. She then took him by the hand and began to lead him inside. That’s when she noticed me standing behind him.

"Who’s your friend?" She asked.

"This is Kyle. I don’t know if you remember him. He was on the varsity football team when you were a senior cheerleader though. He was pretty good."

"Yeah," she said, " I do remember him. How are you Kyle?" She asked.

I could tell by her speech and mannerism that she had changed. I don’t think she actually did remember me, but she was being nice in lying about it. She was very pleasant and asked if I wanted anything to drink when we got inside. I politely refused and it wasn’t long before she took Brandon back to her room. I decided to watch some tv and turned on the set.

After a few minutes, I saw someone out of the corner of my eye. At first I thought it was Suzy, but then I realized she had come down the hall from the other side of the house. It was Demi. I have to admit, I was breathless just by the site of her. She was wearing short cotton shorts and a tight fitting tube top that greatly accentuated her perfect breasts. Her hair was up in a pony tail and she looked like a million bucks. She was startled to see me as our eyes met at the same time.

"Who the hell are you!?" She asked. I could already tell that she had not transformed as her sister had. She was still a bitch.

"I’m Kyle. I’m Brandon’s friend. I came over with him to visit Suzy." I answered politely.

"Oh. Well, whatever. I’m going to switch the channel though. It’s my house and I don’t want to watch this." She blurted.

I was a little taken by her rudeness but was polite as I stood up and handed her the remote. That’s when I suddenly noticed I had a raging hard-on. I was wishing at that moment that I had worn jeans instead of the sloppy shorts I had decided to put on. My hard-on was pushing hard at the front of them and it couldn’t possibly be hidden because of the size. I guess Demi had a more profound effect on me than I had thought. I quickly sat back down and tried to look away, but I could see that Demi had not moved and was staring at me. When I finally looked up at her, I could see that she was actually staring at my crotch and the tent pole that was the front of my shorts. Her mouth was open slightly and she had a stunned look on her face. Then her eyes finally moved to mine and her face went back to bitch mode.

"What the hell is that Kyle? You seem to have a huge hard-on you little pervert!" She said. I was so embarrassed I couldn’t speak, but my cock would not relent.

"Well, I guess you liked the way I looked, huh? Does it get you excited just to be around a beautiful woman? You act like you’re a virgin or something." She said, now moving to stand right in front of me.

"I’ll bet you are a virgin. I wonder how hard your dick would get if I did this." She said.

I watched in lust and horror as she slowly pulled her tank top over her head and revealed the most incredible breasts in the world. They moved firm against her chest as she lowered her arms and stood over me with her hands on her curvy, perfect hips and a very serious look on her face. My hard on was pulsating now and I had to give it some release soon or something would give. I was so embarrassed and uncomfortable that I hadn’t even thought that his might be a pass. I’d never had one before and didn’t see it coming, especially from a beauty like this. I just wanted to get away at that moment.

"Uh, excuse me please. I need to go to the bathroom." I shyly said, trying to get up. She then pushed me back down and squatted between my knees.

"Oh no you don’t! Your not going into our bathroom and jerking off!" She firmly said.

"Please, Demi. I just want to go pee." I said pathetically. I felt like a little kid.

"And how in the hell are you going to pee with that raging hard on. You won’t even be able to aim that thing down at the toilet. I don’t think you really need to pee anyway. I think you need to release some other type of fluid." She said, with a slight, dominating smile breaking her stone face.

"It would be a shame to waste a hard-on like this to masturbation. I’ve never seen one this big before and I am going to help you. You won’t say a word about this to anyone, you understand? If so, I’ll fucking kick your ass. This could be the best day you’ve ever had. You are a virgin aren’t you Kyle?" She was speaking in a way that made my toes curl as I could only answer yes.

"Well, do you like the way I look Kyle? Do you like my tits? Do you think I could get that cock into my mouth? I want to try Kyle. You just sit back."

With that she began to rub on my crotch and on my shaft as it protruded down my leg. She pulled one leg of my shorts up to reveal my enormously engorged cock head lying over half way down my thigh. It was the hardest I had ever been and looked even larger and longer than normal. Unfortunately I was already about to cum from her touches and I knew I had to let her know.

"Demi, if you keep touching me, I’m going to cum. I just wanted you to know." I spoke about as lame as it gets.

"Well, there will be more. I’m sure your huge balls will make more, honey." She said.

I could have cum just listening to her talk that way. I tried to think of something else as she pulled the waistband down over my cock, pulling it free with her other hand. It stood tall and thick as she balanced it with both hand and began to run her tongue slowly along the shaft. I could hold back no longer as my cum began to flow. The fist huge burst blew high into the air and I saw it land on the small of her back with a splash, as the tail of it landed in a line running up all the way to her shoulder blades. She flinched a little and gasped when it hit and then backed away somewhat to jerk hard on my cock with both hands. The next spew was like a waterhose, as a long and endless flow of thick, white cum was landing on her arms and on my shorts, running down my shaft and covering my balls. Her eyes were wide open with awe at the amount of cum I was spewing. She began to moan a little as another strong flow came. This time she had my cock tilted a little more toward her and she closed her eyes as it splattered on her chin and cheeks and mouth. She swallowed and continued to jerk as spurt after spurt came flowing until my entire pelvic region was covered in white goo. Her hands and arms were thick with cum also as was her face and tits. It must have been the most impressive cumshot in history. I was still flowing a little from my cockhead when she put it into her mouth. She had to open wide just to get a couple of inches inside and I could feel her suck at my cum and swallow it down every few seconds. It was the first time my cock had ever been inside another person and it felt wonderful. She drank on my cock for several more seconds until my cum stopped flowing. Then she pulled away gasping for air and began to lick and suck all the cum she could off my shaft and balls. Having my nuts in her mouth was sending me to a realm of pleasure I never knew existed. After she had drank down most of the cum and had cleaned me up the best she could, I figured it was over. But I was dead wrong. Her mood changed a little too as she was lost in lust.

"Holy shit Kyle! You’re a fucking stud! I gotta have that cock of yours in my pussy. I don’t know if it will fit, but I’ve just gotta try." She said.

Then she laid back onto the floor and scooted herself toward the middle of the room. She quickly pulled her shorts off revealing to me my first live pussy. It was gorgeous, neatly trimmed and looked very tight. She then spread her legs wide and high into the air and was rubbing her tits hard as I took that as an invitation. I could see the worry in her eyes as I pointed my still-hard cock toward her pussy entrance. I put one hand beside her as I guided my crotch closer to hers. I could see she was wet, but I didn’t know if it was enough as I touched my huge cock to her pussy lips. She closed her eyes and took in a deep breath as I gave a push. The head of my cock penetrated a little and she bit her lip, but didn’t make any kind of move to stop me.

Suddenly something came over me. My shyness was gone and it was replaced with an idea of vengeance. I had been turned down by every girl I had tried. Now the most beautiful girl I could imagine was spreading wide for me and I knew I had some making up to do. I also remembered what a bitch she had been. Not only today, but her entire life. I decided it was time for Kyle to have a little payback.

Gentle it was not as I gave a mighty thrust and managed to get half of my thick cock inside her. She quickly opened her eyes wide and gave a loud scream as her hands pushed back against my stomach trying to get me to stop. I ignored it as I gave another push and nearly fully entered her pussy. I have to admit that it even hurt me a little but it must have been excruciating for Demi. She tried to scramble away but I held her tight. I just held my cock still inside her for a minute.

"OH MY GOD! IT’S RIPPING ME IN HALF! STOP PLEASE, YOUR GOING TO KILL ME! PLEASE KYLE DON’T MOVE YET!" She screamed loudly.

I ignored her and withdrew a few inches before pounding my cock back inside. I wanted her to know who the new boss was. I knew she would be loving it soon enough.

"OH NO, SHIT PLEASE! JUST STOP FOR A MINUTE! IT’S TOO FUCKING BIG! MY PUSSY CAN’T TAKE IT ALL!" She screamed again.

Her screams couldn’t stop me now as I began to find a rhythm with my thrusts. She was squirming and screaming, but no longer fighting to get away as I could tell her noises were turning from pain to pleasure quickly. She then looked up at me.

"OH, YEAH THAT’S IT! YOU FUCKING STUD! FUCK ME WITH THAT HORSE DICK! I WANT IT ALL THE WAY IN! OH FUCK IT’S SO GOOD!"

Her face was a mixture of anger and lust as each thrust pushed me further inside. I finally left my balls slap her ass and knew I was all the way in. Her pussy was hot and slick, but felt like a vice around my dick. I was penetrating place that had never been, and probably never would have been penetrated until she met me. She couldn’t stop moaning and screaming as she wrapped her legs around me trying to get even more cock. She was insatiable and I knew that even though she had never had one so big, that she wanted as much as she could get. What a fucking slut, but she was my slut now.

After a while I sped up my thrusts as she sort of drifted off into her own trance of screams and moans. Her eyes glazed over as she tugged and clawed at my ass with her legs and hands. Then came a huge moan and an eye popping scream as she raised up and put her arms around my neck and kissed me. She moaned hard into my mouth as her tongue explored my mouth. I could feel her pussy getting wetter and knew she was having an orgasm. I lifted her up and sat down on my ass as I held her embrace. She sat on my cock and pulled her feet up beside my hips to take control. Then I laid back onto my back and lifter her on top. I could see my enormous cock was engulfed inside her gaping pussy as a flood of her cum as spewing out the edges. She put her hands on my chest and began to buck wildly as I was becoming drenched once again, this time by her orgasm. Then I started to cum and the flood increased as we were making a complete mess of ourselves and the living room carpet. Finally she collapsed on top of me just as we had finished cumming and we laid in a loving embrace for several minutes, kissing and cuddling while my softening cock was still buried inside her.

Finally she got her bearings and her legs started to lose their wiggle and regain strength. She stood up slowly letting my semi-hard cock fall from her pussy with a pop as a huge amount of our mixed cum flowed out. She made her way to my cock and began to clean me up again as she had before. She had not completely finished when she sort of fell back in sexual, satisfied exhaustion.

She rolled over onto her stomach and pulled a cushion off the nearby couch and propped her head on it mumbling something about only needing to rest for a couple of minutes. That’s when I saw it. Her legs were spread and at the middle of her perfectly tanned and tiny ass just above her sweet, spent and gaping pussy was the perfect pucker of her asshole. It looked so tight and lovely that I had to try. It glistened, soaking wet with cum and I knew it would be well lubricated. It would need it no doubt. My guess was that she had never been penetrated there. She couldn’t have as tight as it was. It was as evenly tanned as the rest of her skin and I couldn’t resist.

She only looked over her shoulder lazily with half-opened eyes when I placed my cock between the cheeks of her ass. My cock was throbbing at full force, and so big that I felt the tightness of her cheeks around my cock’s head even before I ran into the wall of her pucker. I paused briefly and took a deep breath before giving a mighty, constant push with my hips. She scooted across the carpet a little and now swung her head around wide eyed with a gasp of air. My cock had not penetrated yet.

"What are you doing Kyle? No one is allowed to fuck my ass! It will never fit anyway!" She said, now awake and sounding a little like her bitchy self from before.

My only reply was another quick and forceful thrust of my hips as the head of my cock penetrated her virgin ass.

"OH SHIT, GODDAMN IT, NO!!" She said as she tried to escape the head of my cock.

"Now you are no longer a virgin either, at least your ass isn’t." I said, as I leaned forward and grabbed her shoulders so she couldn’t get away.

She was laying flat on her stomach and I was straddling her ass and laid my body down on top of hers. She was wiggling but was no match for my weight. My ass was still high in the air as only an inch or two of my cock was inside. Already she was screaming for me to stop. I wasn’t about to, though I wondered now how much more I could fit inside her. I was coming to the fattest part of my thick cock and I just wasn’t sure. Already it felt like a vice was on my cock but I persisted. With another mighty push, I felt it slip to the widest point and come to a stop. It hurt a little and I knew I would have to wait to see if she could get her ass any wider before I continued. As it stood, she was spread as wide as her body would allow.

"OH GOD, PLEASE HAVE MERCY! MY ASS IS FULL! I FEEL LIKE I HAVE TO SHIT! OH MY GOD IT HURTS SO GOOD! DON’T STOP! MAKE IT FIT YOU BASTARD!"

That fast she went from stop to go as I could feel her pussy cumming on my balls. The pain of my cock in her virgin ass was actually sending her into an orgasm! I waited for her screams and dirty talk to subside a little before trying again. She had relaxed some and as soon as she laid her head back onto the pillow, I gave another mighty thrust.

"OH FUCK YEAH! DEEPER! DEEPER!" She yelled.

To my surprise, something gave way a little and my hips crashed hard onto her ass. My cock had made its way as deep as it would go. I was a foot or longer inside her and she came like never before, squirting cum onto the foot of the couch behind us that must have been three feet away! The sound of that splash and her uncontrollable convulsions sent me into a fury of lust as I began to pound her tight little ass.

Some time during the act, Demi passed out from the combination of pain and pleasure. It was only temporary as she quickly revived and continued her moans. She was on one long orgasm as the cum was flowing like a stream from her cunt. I lasted longer this time, but after about ten or twelve minutes, I could hold back no longer. I decided I was not going to even ask as I pulled out of Demi’s ass with a loud pop and stood, admiring the gaping holes I had created. It was one beautiful mess. I then moved around beside her face and lifter her head up as she was too exhausted to even open her eyes and see me there. When she felt my hand on her cheek, she tried to speak, leaving her eyes shut.

"Oh my God, did you cum in me Kyle . . ." She was stopped short.

Before she could finish, I pushed my cock into her mouth. She opened her eyes wide once again, no doubt tasting herself and the bitter cum on my cock. To my surprise, this time she didn’t try to move away, but instead took as much of my cock into her mouth as she could. Her jaw was open as wide as it would go as I was able to forcefully push about a quarter of my cock inside before her mouth was at maximum capacity. Then I let my load go as she began to gag, though she never took her head away. My cum began to squirt forcefully from the tight corners of her lips as I filled her mouth with my seed. Some even came out through her nose as she struggled to swallow as much as she could. It was a grand orgasm that lasted at least forty seconds before I finished and she finally released my cock, allowing what looked like a quart of cum to rush from her mouth to the floor as she gasped for breath. She greedily began to scrap off what she had spilled and pull it toward her mouth. I watched for a while before picking her up off the floor and carrying her to the bathroom where we shared a shower. She wanted to fuck again as we dried off and got dressed but I refused. I only did this because I knew I had her. I wanted her to wait for a change. I wanted her to feel what it’s like to not always get your way.

"Please Kyle? I can’t go another minute without your cock." She begged.

"Demi, you can have my cock later. Just give me a call in a few hours and you can have it again. You can have it whenever you want. But I need to rest a while." I replied.

"Yes, Kyle. I understand. But not too long. I’ll be waiting." She said.

We shared a kiss as she rubbed my member. I fought off getting another erection. We said our goodbyes as I left the room. Even before the door was closed, she was laying down for a well deserved nap. I knew she needed the rest too. And her ass and pussy needed time to recuperate before I spread them open again.

I waited in the living room for Brandon as I tried my best to clean up the mess we had made. I found an old pair of shorts in the laundry room that must have belonged to Demi’s and Suzy’s dad. I decided to put them on and throw mine away as they were covered in cum stains and still damp. Not long after I had finished, Brandon came out of the bedroom looking drained. He didn’t even notice the wet stains all over the living room or the strong smell of sex in the air.

"You ready?" He said weakly.

"Yeah, lets go." I replied

Once we were in the car and driving away, Brandon started to give me the story.

"Man, what a whore she is. You wouldn’t believe the things we did. I had never even heard of a couple of them. She had to actually explain it to me. And I thought I had some experience. Anyway, I’ve got some hot news for you pal. After the way she whored-out, I figured I might as well try to get you in there. I told her about what a nice guy you are and how big your dick is and she got excited. She wants to have a threesome later tonight! Isn’t that great buddy!" He said.

"Yeah man, sounds good. So we are definitely coming over later tonight?" I asked.

"Absolutely. I just needed some rest." He said.

"Me too man, I know what you mean." I replied.

He gave me a puzzling look and asked me what I meant, but I played it off as nothing. I wanted to tell him about me and Demi, but I decided to wait until later when we came back over. I knew our threesome was actually going to be a foursome, and that having twins both in a bed fucking and sucking us off was going to be a dream come true. I also knew that with my new persuasion, the girls would be fucking each other as well or I would deny them my cock, I would see to that. These two twins, sisters, eating each others pussies would be a rare and fantastic site! I also knew that for the first time, Brandon wouldn’t be the star of the show. It would be Kyle and his twelve inch cock.

Part 2 is coming if you rate this one well. Let me know!

 

 

 

    I enjoy having David still at home since I really don’t like living alone. He’s a big help around the place. He’ll cook if he’s home before I am, takes out the garbage, and if my car is on the fritz he’s usually able to fix it. He’s the spitting image of his father, tall, handsome, athletic looking, but unlike his Dad he’s a caring person.

    When it was time to start getting myself ready for church I went to David’s room first as I always do. He doesn’t wake easily and I’ll usually rouse him, get started with my makeup, go rouse him again, finish getting ready, and usually on the third try he’ll finally wake up. Well this time it was different. As I opened his bedroom door what I saw shocked me. He was propped up against his headboard and he was naked. He had headphones on so he didn’t hear me but his attention was elsewhere anyhow. David was laying there stroking his cock. He had his eyes closed and it looked like he was utterly lost in some unknown fantasy. I hurriedly closed his door and decided to leave him to his privacy.

     I decided to just leave him be and go to church without him. I’ll just tell everyone he isn’t feeling well. I hurriedly finished getting myself ready and sped off to church. I was getting angry with myself however because the sight of him masturbating kept flashing in my mind. One of my biggest turn-ons is seeing guys do that but this was my son. I admonished myself for even thinking about it.

    I kept picturing what I saw as I drove to church. Even during the service it flashed into my head. I remember thinking to myself “My God! What would all the other Moms here think of me?” as hard as I tried not to I kept picturing it in my mind. I even recall thinking “He has a really nice cock, it must be about seven inches long and kind of thick.” I honestly tried not to think such things but I guess my sexual side has a mind of its own. 

    I stopped for some takeout and headed home. When I came in the door David was sitting there watching the TV. He asked right away why I hadn’t gotten him up for church. I wasn’t sure what to say. Should I lie or tell him the truth? I thought it best to be honest so I told him “Well when I went to get you up you seemed to be having a good time in there all by yourself so I thought it was best to just let you be.”

    I was pretty embarrassed telling him I’d seen but tried to be cool about it. I thought he’d be real embarrassed as well but he didn’t seem all that bothered. “Oops sorry, I guess I thought it was earlier and didn’t think you’d be coming to get me up.” was his excuse. Then he said, “Next time I’ll just hang a sign on the door or something.” And he laughed. Nothing more was said about the whole thing and I was actually pretty relieved that he wasn’t all uptight over it. Made me feel like I must have raised him pretty well; to not be all uptight about sexual matters.

    I spent the rest of that day being extremely horny. That in itself isn’t unusual but try as I might I couldn’t stop thinking about what I’d seen. I sort of kept playing it out in my mind over and over. What really only lasted a second seemed to last forever in my mind.

I ended up going to bed early that evening. I got my favorite vibrator out and gave myself a couple of wonderful orgasms before I was finally exhausted and fell into a deep sleep.

    Nothing of interest happened for the next couple of days but on Wednesday that changed. I had gone to bible study that evening. When I came home I walked into the apartment and David was nowhere to be seen. Thinking he must be in his room I just figured I’d say hi as I walked by going to my room to change. “I’m home David! I…”

I never finished what I started to say. There he was again buck naked and jacking off.

    David just hopped off the bed and came over to shut the door. He didn’t even seem embarrassed. In fact he didn’t even stop stroking. He just stepped over to the door with his cock still in hand, said “Oops sorry about that.”, and pushed the door shut. I quickly retreated to my room and shut the door.

    I considered knocking on his door and admonishing him over this. I decided not to however thinking he’s only doing what’s natural. I shouldn’t make a big fuss over it. Just as I had decided not to say anything to him about it I realized something. I had just stood there. I saw him there stroking his cock and just stood there. Even as he hopped off the bed and came to close the door I hadn’t walked away. He never stopped stroking and I just stood there.

    The whole thing made me tired so I just crawled into bed. When I closed my eyes however all I could see in my mind was him standing there stroking. I tried to block it out but I couldn’t. I couldn’t sleep until I finally just gave in and fingered myself to orgasm.

    I truly hoped that was the end to these little accidents and for over a week they seemed to have stopped. Then Friday night came. I got off work and stopped for groceries just like I do every Friday night. When I opened the door there sat David in the easy chair and you guessed it. He was totally naked. He was watching a porno on the TV while stroking again. I instantly admonished him as I slammed the door shut behind me “David you have got to stop doing this, three times now cannot be an accident!”

    He just casually got up and grabbed the grocery bags from my hands. “I’m so sorry Mom, it really was an accident, I thought you’d be later getting home.” He claimed. “Let me just set these bags in the kitchen and I’ll go put some clothes on.”

    He set down the bags and headed for his room. Just when I thought it was safe to breathe again he walks back into the living room still fully naked and still sporting a hardon. He said he forgot to crab his DVD. Before he left again he stood there with his erection pointing at me and apologized once again.

    I wanted to be mad but somehow just couldn’t be. I know how much I love playing with myself so I guess he loves it just as much. Truthfully once you’ve seen it the shock kind of wears off. I was more surprised by walking in on him than anything. I just hadn’t been expecting it. Once again though I just couldn’t stop replaying what I’d witnessed over and over in my mind.

    As we sat and ate dinner I felt we should at least talk about what’s been going on. “David”, I said “masturbation is a very natural and enjoyable thing. But you need to be more careful so that I don’t keep walking in on you.”  Also thought I should tell him this though, “I will admit something here though, I’m proud of the way you don’t seem at all ashamed of your body because you shouldn’t be.”

    David replied that he was not ashamed of his body. “I see no reason to be ashamed” he said then adding “I didn’t bother covering up since I know it’s not like you’ve never seen a hard dick before. I’ll really try to be more careful from now on though. I promise.”

    After dinner we sat down to watch some TV and as usual there was absolutely nothing on worth watching. When I sighed and said I wish I’d stop and picked up a movie David was quick to say “Well we can always watch the one I brought home.”

    I didn’t think it was right for us to watch porn together and said so. David however countered with “Look I’m going to end up watching it at some point anyhow. If we watch it together when it’s over we can both just go to our rooms and do what it is we do.” When I asked him if he was serious he said that he was.

    I probably should have never said this but I did. “Well go get it then.”

    The movie turned out to be pretty hot. It opened with two girls fooling around by a pool. They were soon joined by a guy and the scene got really hot. The second scene was just as hot but was just a normal guy and girl scene; they were both really hot though. Now I do want to point out that at first I felt pretty uncomfortable watching this with him but I was able to relax some and enjoy it.

    By the third scene which was a girl with girl scene I noticed David had slid his hand down inside his gym shorts. I found myself trying to watch the movie and trying to look at what he was doing at the same time. I was thinking so many things at the same time that my head was spinning. “I should tell him to stop that. I hope he doesn’t know I’m watching. I could just get up from here and go to bed right now. Is he going to take it out? Oh God I’m breathing so loud he can hear me.” I found myself watching him slyly more than I was watching the movie.

     By the next scene which was two guys and a girl I almost wanted to just make it obvious that I was watching but I just couldn’t. I kept acting like I didn’t notice but I was staring at his hand working his cock. My heart was beating so loud I thought it would drown out the movie. I still had a million thoughts racing through my head but few of them were about stopping him. “Oh God David take it out, please take it out. I want to touch myself so bad but I can’t. Does he know I’m watching? Oh please don’t let him know I’m watching.”

    Half way through this scene of the movie he pulled his hand out of his pants. I quickly refocused on the screen not wanting him to know I was watching. When I looked back he’d pushed off his shorts and was stroking his cock. Now I was convinced my heart was going to erupt out of my chest or I’d vomit out my lungs. I just completely stopped watching the movie and just watched his hand slowly slide up and down his hard shaft.

    He had kind of a routine going. He’d give it a few quick strokes then a couple of long deliberate ones. Then he’d grab it just at the base and shake it a few times. He kept repeating this pattern and I kept watching him do it. My panties were soaking wet but I dared not touch myself. I knew when I finally could it was going to be good.

     A few quick strokes, a couple of long ones, and then shake it. A few quick strokes, a couple of long slow ones, and shake it. Suddenly he stopped stroking it and just kept shaking it. He did several times; He’d give it a few shakes and then just kind of wait a few seconds and then do it again. I’d never seen a guy jack off quite like that before but I couldn’t stop watching.

     I don’t know what made me do it but I glanced up quickly to look at his face. I expected him to be staring at the screen intently but instead he was staring at me. I looked him right in he eye then quickly fixed my gaze right back on his cock. When I did he shook it again. I once again looked him in the eye and he smiled so I quickly looked right back at his cock which he again shook. I suddenly realized what he was doing. HE WAS OFFERING ME HIS COCK!

    There was no use in hiding it any longer. He knew I was watching so I turned my head completely toward him. I was telling myself “Run! Run as fast as you can!” but I didn’t move. I realized my lips felt so dry and I was licking them. I was licking them as I stared at David’s cock. I looked back into his eyes and wanted to speak but nothing would come out. All I knew was I couldn’t stop licking my lips.

    As I purposely returned my stare to his cock he started to move. “Oh my God he’s coming towards me! Oh God Lori don’t do this!” but he brought his cock to my mouth and I willingly opened and accepted it. “Oh my God! I have David’s cock in my mouth! Oh my God it tastes so good!” There was no turning back now. I cupped his balls and sucked like only a Mother can.

    I can’t tell you how good his cock tasted. I’ve never had anything in my mouth that tasted so good before. As I sucked him I could feel his hand reaching into my pants and I opened my legs to give him access. When I felt his fingertips touch my mound I knew I was his to do with as he pleased.

    I could feel him tugging my sweat pants off and raised my hips to allow him. Then as we fell into a 69 all I could think about was tasting his cum. I wanted to taste it and I wanted to taste it now. I’m really not sure how many times I came before him but I assure you it was several. Then I got my reward. I heard David saying “Swallow it Mom, yeah swallow my fucking cum!” and he exploded in my mouth. As I liked him clean I heard him say “I knew you were going to love my cock!” and he was right.

    It was really getting late but I just wasn't tired. I had the house to myself and was sitting at the computer in the nude looking at some porn. My son was staying the weekend at his Dad's house, a rarity in itself, and my boyfriend had to work. This left me some quiet time and I needed it. I was enjoying a little wine and a little peace and quiet.

    Like I said I was surfing porn and I was enjoying a little self-stimulation. I'm a normal healthy 38-year-old woman and because my son and I share such a small apartment together I don't get much of a chance to enjoy this. His room is just on the other side of a thin wall from mine and to be honest, I just can't be quiet when I'm aroused.

    As I was surfing I also decided to check out some chat rooms. I really don't chat all that much while on line but when I'm in the mood I do enjoy it. I went right to the user created rooms knowing that's where the hot talk would be. Mature interests seemed like the right place to look.

    I tried a few rooms but really didn't find much that interested me and was about to give up when I got an instant message. It was from a guy who said he was 18 years old and liked older women. He wanted to know if I'd be willing to chat. I usually wouldn't talk with a guy that young but he was polite so I figured no harm in giving him a chance.

    We chatted for quite awhile. I really liked this kid, he was polite and seemed very mature for his age. The talk was not purely sexual either. He actually seemed to want to get to know me and I liked that. Most guys on line act like complete jerks and just want to role-play or have cyber sex right off the bat. This kid however just seemed to want to learn all about me. I even ended up sending him a picture of myself and that's just something I never do.

    At one point he wanted to know what I was wearing and I told him honestly that I wasn't wearing anything. He told me he was naked too and we started describing to each other the things we were doing to ourselves. This ended up being the first time I ever actually found cyber sex to be erotic and I had a great climax from our chat. When we finished I bid him good night and went to bed finally satisfied.

    When I awoke the next morning I decided to go on line while I enjoyed my morning coffee. I instantly got a message from my new friend and he let me know his cock was still hard from our chat the night before and we picked up right where we had left off. It was such a turn on to me to know that I could arouse a guy his age. We ended up having cyber sex three more times together before the weekend was over.

    Looking back I think I missed a few clues as to this guy's true identity Several times he asked me things about my son. Nothing off color mind you but I should have asked myself why he was interested, but I never put two and two together. I just figured he wanted to know because my son is close in age to him.    

    I wasn't on line very much the next few days so I didn't talk to him again for a while. The following Thursday though I was alone in the house again and I got an instant message from him. This once again turned into some great cyber sex. I found that he just seemed to know all the right buttons to push with me.

    It was on Friday that I got the shock of my life. I had just gotten home from work and decided to check my e-mail. Bryan, my son was not home and when he left the apartment he had made a mistake that changed things between us forever. He had left AOL running and I was just about to change users when I happened to look at his screen name. It was the name of the guy I'd been having so much fun with on line. I realized that he had been using a name on his Dad's account so I wouldn't know who it was.

    The realization of what I'd done hit me instantly. I had cyber sex with my own son. I had described to him in great detail how I was fingering my pussy, touching my breasts, wishing I were sucking his cock, craving the feel of his hard shaft inside of me. I was both mortified and angry at the same time, how could he have done this to me? Then another question came to mind, why had he done this?

    I wasn't sure how to handle any of this, should I confront him about it? Should I ignore it and treat it as just a phase he's going through? Maybe I should talk to his father about it. I was just so unsure as to what I should do. I decided to take a hot bath to try and relax and think things over.

    As I lay there about a million thoughts ran through my mind. I don't think I could have been in more shock had I been hit by a truck. I tried to assure myself that all teenage boys probably fantasize about their mothers at some point. I wasn't a bad looking woman after all. I had lost the few extra pounds that I had carried around for a long time and perhaps I should just take it as a compliment and try and forget about the whole thing.

    After a nice long soak I finally got out of the tub. I threw on a robe and sat down to finally read my e-mail. As soon as I logged on, I got an instant message from my son, who of course didn't know that I had found him out. He started telling me that he'd been thinking about me all day and his cock was as hard as a rock. I knew I really wasn't ready to deal with confronting him so I just sort of played along. I thought that'd be for the best at the moment and didn't see any harm in it.

    He was telling me about stroking and the things that he'd like to be doing to me and suddenly I realized that despite the fact I now knew who this was, I was turned on. I opened my robe and began masturbating with him. We once again had some great cyber sex and for a short while I forgot it was my son and just treated him as my on line lover.

     Once we had finished reality hit me hard. I had just had cyber sex with my own son and this time I did it willingly and knowingly. What had I been thinking? This is insane. He's my own teenage son. How will I ever face him when he comes home? A million other questions were running through my mind not the least of which was how do I stop this or do I even want to?

    I was so confused; how did it happen that I would find myself wanting my own son? How did it come about that he wanted me? Could I stop this thing before it went any further? Did I want it to stop or did I want to actually touch him, suck him, and fuck him?

    I kept telling myself that he was just going through a phase and it would pass. The only problem was that he had dragged me into it and now I wasn't so sure that I wanted it to be just a phase. I enjoyed our time on line together and had to admit to myself that deep down, I did want it to continue. I thought about it and decided that at minimum; I could play along on line for a while, nobody had to know. He didn't even need to know that I was onto him.

    I had decided to call my boy friend and tell him that I wasn't feeling well and that I wouldn't be going over to his place that evening. I knew he had to work the rest of the weekend and would be disappointed but I needed time to think and I was in no mood to deal with him. I had no idea when Bryan would be home and how I was going to face him when he was but I knew I was going to have to sooner or later.

    My mind was going a mile a minute and I guess it just sort of shut down on me. I sat down on the sofa and the next thing I knew Bryan was coming into the apartment. I must have been asleep for at least a couple of hours and was totally out of it when I awoke. I didn't even realize at first that I was still clad in only a robe with nothing underneath.

    Bryan asked if I minded him watching some TV and of course I said I didn't. I was now wide-awake and I knew there was no use in going to bed, I'd never fall back to sleep right away. I asked him what time it was and he told me 12:30. the cobwebs were clearing from my mind when he asked me if I'd like a soda and went to the kitchen. It was then I realized how I was dressed.

    He brought our drinks in and plopped down on the love seat across from me. I asked him where he'd been all evening and he told me he stopped over at his Dad's place for a while then went out with some friends for a while. It was easy to figure out that the time at his Dad's place was when we had chatted on-line.

    We made a little small talk and I realized that for the first time ever I was checking him out. When I say that I mean I was looking at him from head to toe. I found myself wondering if his cock was really the seven inches long he had told me it was. I then decided to tease him a bit; kind of hint around about the cyber sex and just see how he'd react.

     I told him I'd like his opinion about something and he said he'd be glad to give it. I asked him if he thought on line romances could work; I'd met a younger guy on line and really liked him. He grinned big time and said that yes he thought that on line romance could work, but asked me if things weren't going well with my boyfriend.

    I told him that things were ok between us but I get a little bored with him at times. I met this younger guy over the Internet and I really liked him and just thought maybe I shouldn't close any doors in my life at this time. I told him that I was seriously asking this guy if he'd like to meet and Bryan didn't say anything but he had the funniest look on his face.

    He then excused himself to go change into some comfy clothes and while he was gone I couldn't help but wonder how he felt about what I'd just said. I also took the opportunity to fix my robe so that I was showing lots of cleavage. I wanted him to get a nice view when he came back into the room.

    When he walked back in I noticed he seemed to stand behind me for a long time. I knew he was getting a good look at my cleavage and it gave me quite a thrill. I could feel my nipples become hard instantly and I felt a familiar dampness between my legs. Does he really think I'm sexy? I wanted to know; no, I needed to know.

    It seemed that I was no longer in control of myself. My sexual nature took total control of me. There was a little voice deep inside of me telling me to stop; that I'd taken this far enough, but I wasn't able to stop myself. I said I was going to fix us some popcorn and stood up. When I did I purposely let my robe fall open. It was only for a moment but he got to see that I was completely naked under the robe.

    It only took a couple of minutes for the microwave popcorn to pop and as I waited I could actually hear my heart beating. I was trembling because I knew I was about to cross a line that I never before even had known existed. I had to fight with myself just to keep from touching my pussy. That may have been the longest two minutes of my life.

    At last the popcorn was ready and I stepped back into the living room. I had poured the bag into a bowl and I set it on the couch beside me. Bryan was sitting on the loveseat again and I told him he should come sit with me so we can share the popcorn. He did as I asked and joined me. This gave me ample opportunity to show off my cleavage. Every time I'd reach for popcorn, I'd make a point of bending in such a way so that he was getting a good look into the top of my robe.

    I waited till I knew he wasn't looking and untied the sash on my robe. I knew that the first time I moved it would fall open and I wanted it to. The very next time I reached for a kernel it fell open. Bryan's eyes were glued to my breasts and I made no effort to cover them. I wanted Bryan to see them and I let him.

    Not a word was spoken for a few moments; he just stared straight at my breasts and it turned me on so much. Without saying a word I nonchalantly reached up and started to fondle them in front of him. I then parted my legs so that my pussy was exposed to him. My heart was pounding, my legs were shaking, and I was so wet that I was dripping.

    I thought of something I had told him while we were chatting on line and I said, "I told you my pussy was shaved, do you like it?"

    He seemed shocked to find out I knew it had been him and he started to apologize. I just told him to shut up. Yes I was mad at first but after I thought it over I was to say the least, intrigued. Then I asked him once again if he liked the way my pussy looked smooth shaven.

    He seemed to be very unsure of himself or scared to death. As much as I was frightened by my own actions I wasn't about to stop. I spread my legs wide and started to finger myself. I even licked my fingers and told him how good it tasted. I guess I wanted him to become more the aggressor but if wasn't going to I was.

    I reminded him of how he had told me so many times of how he would love to lick my pussy. I told him to go ahead. I wanted him to; I need him to. He was very tentative but he leaned in slowly and I reached up and put my hand behind his head and pushed his mouth onto my pussy.

    The feeling was incredible. His tongue made me feel better than I can ever remember feeling. Once he got started he was shy no longer. He had his mouth buried in my pussy and had my tits in each of his hands and was pinching my nipples. He licked me for about ten minutes and I was so far gone I swear I passed out. My first orgasm with him was incredible.

    As my climax subsided I knew what I wanted next. I wanted to see his cock. I wanted to feel it. More than anything I wanted to taste it. I pushed him over so that I was now on top of him and kissed him square on the lips. It was a mad passionate kiss. My tongue pushed its way between his lips and we embraced as lovers. As we kissed I rubbed my hand over his crotch and was quite pleased by the lump that I felt.

    I pulled his shirt off of him and then started on his shorts. The second that the elastic passed the head it popped out and sprang to life. It was every bit as big as he had claimed it was if not bigger. He also had the loveliest set of balls ever seen.

    I wrapped my hand around the shaft and almost came again just from the excitement of touching it. I was such a dirty foul-mouthed slut. I was telling him how nice his cock is, how good it felt, and was asking him if he wanted me to suck it. Of course he did want just that; he practically begged me to put it in my mouth. I teased him for a bit. Poking my tongue out and almost licking it then veering off. I kissed all around the base and even his balls.

    I sensed he was getting close to Cumming and I didn't want that to happen just yet. I stopped my teasing and gave him the chance to calm down. Once he did I extended out my tongue and gently licked the tip of his cock. I instantly loved how he tasted.

    I then opened my mouth wide with full intent of taking every inch of his cock down my throat. I came pretty damned close too. I could feel his pubes tickling my nose. I'd suck then I'd lick. I'd lick then I'd suck. Every so often stopping to lick his nuts. I even went so far as to lick his asshole once. He got close to exploding again and I wanted to taste his seed.

   I told him to cum in my mouth and engulfed his shaft. I loved it when I could feel his cock swell in my mouth and started to taste that lovely salty tang of cum. I kept sucking as he erupted several times into my mouth and swallowed every drop. I've always loved the taste of a man's load but his is absolutely the finest I've ever had. I didn't stop sucking after he exploded. I wanted him hard again because I wasn't through with him yet.

    When I could tell he was completely hard again I scooted up and kissed him again. As I did I reached between our legs and guided his cock to the lips of my pussy. I felt the head slide in and I pushed and in one quick motion he was buried inside of me. I told him to fuck me hard. I wanted his cock to pound me till I screamed.

    He pumped that beautiful hard cock in and out of me with a fury. He was grunting and groaning. I was screaming and scratching. I rode him for a while the he flipped me over and fucked me hard as I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him deep into me.

    I couldn't catch my breath and suddenly erupted in a massive orgasm. My head was spinning, my heart was pounding, and every square inch of me felt like I was in heaven. Something happened to me then that had never happened before. Just as my orgasm subsided I suddenly erupted into another one. My Bryan knows how to fuck!

    As I calmed down I could tell Bryan was about to climax. I pushed him off and engulfed his cock into my mouth once again. I swallowed his load for the second time and made sure not one drop went to waste. I sucked his cock till he was spent and I loved doing it.

    He then did something that finished the evening off in the most perfect of was. He took me by the hand and led me to my bed. I crawled in and he settled in next tome and cuddled me all night. I can't even describe how happy I was at that moment. He held me tight as we both drifted off into the most splendid of sleeps.

 

 

 

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   Sarah and Jason had always been the perfect pastor’s kids or at least so it seemed. They were obedient to their parents and always tried to set a good example for the other youths at the church. They’d grown up to be two very attractive young adults. Sarah was the spitting image of their mother with dark hair, green eyes, and curves in all the right places. Jason also resembled their mother and was built just the way a guy his age should be, lean and muscular.

   The twins had always been very close, as is normal for twins. When they were young they never stayed in one place long enough to make many friends and for the last nine years there weren’t many friends to be made so it was inevitable that they be each other’s best friend. What their parents didn’t know though was how close the two had really become.

   Their parents are Pastor John and Lisa, he being a first generation pastor and she being the daughter of a pastor. They are good people, the kind that most people like the instant they meet them. Both are attractive, intelligent, and kind hearted. Any stranger would take one look at them and see America’s perfect couple. What one wouldn’t see however was how much time Pastor John’s job demanded of him and how lonely that left Lisa. He expected her to always appear to be the perfect Pastor’s wife just as he expected the twins to be the perfect Pastor’s kids. She was not only lonely because he was home so seldom, she was also lonely because she could never really share her deepest feelings with any friends because of the fear of gossip.

   One Friday afternoon Sarah and Jason were home from school early neither of them having any afternoon classes that particular day. They knew that their father wouldn’t be home all day, Friday being his day to prepare his Sunday sermon. They had also checked with their mom and made sure that she was busy and they’d have the house to themselves for awhile. Lisa was at the church working with the organist preparing the music for the Sunday service.

   When they arrived at the house Sarah went to her room to use the computer and check her e-mail. While she was sorting through the Nigerian scams that filled her mail box she heard her brother’s voice from the hallway say “Hey Sarah.” When she turned to look Jason was leaning against her door frame and he wasn’t wearing a stitch of clothing.

    Sarah looked at him and smiled, “What took you so long Jason?” and she held out her arms inviting him to her. She remained seated and hugged her brother’s naked body and began kissing his midsection. She continued kissing her way down to his now erect cock which had grown to its full eight inches.

     As she took her brother’s hard cock into her willing mouth Jason encouraged her with dirty talk. “Yeah Sarah, you suck cock so good baby. Get me nice and hard so I can fuck you. I love that tight pussy of yours.” The dirty talk never ceases to turn Sarah on and she suck harder with each dirty word that left Jason’s mouth.

    She sucked her brother’s cock for several minutes loving every minute of it. She’d alternate between sucking and licking. Then she’d suck and lick his balls for a few moments and then go right back to the shaft. He was oozing pre-cum and she lapped up every drop. When the fire between her legs became too much she looked at him and said, “Now fuck me Jason, I want this big cock inside of me now!”

    She had her clothes off in no time and they crawled onto her bed. Sarah was on her back spreading her legs exposing her bald pussy to her brother. As he crawled between her legs she guided his cock into its target. Jason entered her in one quick thrust and started fucking. Again he talked dirty to her “Oh your pussy feels so good. You are such a fucking whore. Fuck your brother’s big cock you fucking whore.” And the more he said the more she’d moan out in pleasure.

   Having fuck in the missionary position for awhile they switched around. Jason got on the bottom and Sarah mounted his cock and rode it like it was a pony. Jason kept up the dirty talk and Sarah had her first orgasm. Jason waited for her climax to recede and then changed positions once again. 

    This time he started fucking her doggy style. This was probably their favorite way of fucking. Jason was fucking her harder and harder building up to his own climax and wanting her to cum again as well. He started smacking her ass and calling her a cock whore driving her over the edge. As Sarah started to cum again Jason pulled his massive cock out and started shooting his load all over the back of her ass. As they caught their collective breathe both happened to notice their Mother standing in the doorway watching them.

She loved dreaming with her eyes closed and watching the animated images of her life pass across her darkened eyelids.  The clarity of her daydreams was outstanding, most being stunningly alive in vivid Technicolor.  Betsy wondered if she was different than most women and if other women visualized their past in such detail.  Even at 39, she felt like it had taken a lifetime to develop into a fully mature, grown woman.

Lately Betsy seemed obsessed with fantasizing especially about some of the lewd and erotic events that happened over the years.  Reliving the various affairs gave her the chance to wonder if she would do things differently.

The weekend was ahead and it promised to be one of those rare opportunities to be alone.  Her husband, Danny, had gone away for a weekend business conference and he had left a couple of hours earlier.  Betsy welcomed the alone time because it afforded her the freedom to do whatever she wanted.  With the aspect of turning 40 just around the corner, it seemed these days that she felt a powerful urge to dream about her past.  Betsy questioned if she had missed something or if things should have been different.  Did she have any regrets, she wondered?

Betsy really looked forward to being home alone all weekend.  When Danny first told her about his trip, she was sad, but it soon turned to elation when she realized the freedom she would have.  She was already in a dreamlike state of mind when she got home from work and the weekend officially began.  Rushing upstairs to the spare bedroom, she threw herself on the bed.  For some strange reason, Betsy had decided to use the spare bedroom for her fantasy escapades.  Maybe using a room not shared with her husband, she reasoned, alleviated some of the guilt feelings for acting secretively.

She landed on the bed letting out a big sigh of exhaustion from the long workweek.  Lying spread-eagled on the bed with her arms stretched out over her head, her mind immediately went into fantasyland.  Many of her memories started right after junior high school.

Any recollections before she was 15 or 16 were merely fleeting memories of events.  Her father raised Betsy and she dearly missed the influence of having a mother.  Her mother was a smoker who died when Betsy was still very young and all Betsy remembered of her mother was that she was a very beautiful and loving lady.

Betsy could recall very few things that happened in those early years and what she did remember usually consisted of simple pictures or a few vague details.  They were nothing compared to her stimulating memories of high school, grad school and those from her 20's and 30's, memories that flashed through her mind like theatrical movies.

Betsy loved the tranquil state she lapsed into whenever she was really alone.  That was the only time she let herself drift off so that she was oblivious of anything else around her.  She had an uncanny knack of being a third party in her daydreams; she would dream of watching herself, as an actress playing the role of Betsy, moving from one event to the next, from one chapter to the next.

***

Her first dream of the weekend started when she was a teenager going to Bedford High in the mid 80's.  Betsy's plan was to fill the weekend with chapters of her life.  Her earliest meticulous memories, which were her teenage years, would commence the novel of her life story.  The way she acted in chapter one and the things she did in high school laid the foundations for the woman she was today.  Suddenly she was in a subconscious state, hovering high above herself like an angel, watching her life unwind.  Most people call it visualization and Betsy was very good at it.

All through high school, Betsy was shy and did not have many close friends.  The group she did hang around with was of the geek category or so all of the other students said.  Maybe Betsy's biggest mistake was not realizing just how beautiful and sexy she was.  Her classmates called her a 'knockout', but Betsy never considered herself one.

Her boobs were always a huge hit with the boys and Betsy remembered how she developed at a very early age.  She quickly grew to like having her boobs touched and often caressed them herself during masturbation.  That reminded Betsy of two profound things from her high school days.  She loved masturbating, as a form of mental relief, and she had wanted to just feel like a normal person.

Betsy yearned to be accepted like any other girl, which most likely led her into a world of submissiveness.  It was that urge to please her friends and to fit-in, that got her into trouble.  She cringed thinking how she started giving blowjobs and eventually performing fellatio in front of others.  Betsy reasoned it was peer pressure or some odd motive that doing sexual things with others would make her feel liked and needed.

Betsy tried to think about the very first time.  She was paired with one of her geek friends for an assignment.  They went over to his house to work on a physics project and after three hours of working, they paused for a soda.  For years Betsy remembered the events as something that just happened, but now looking back, she realized that it was planned.

She kind of liked the boy and didn't object when they sat on the sofa to study.  When they took the break, the boy got drinks and returned to sit close beside her.  Before she knew it, they were kissing and the boy had his hand in her blouse.  Having her well-developed breasts fondled and felt by an eager teenage boy was traumatic, yet profound.  Betsy tried to get control of things, but one thing led to another, and she found her hand resting on the boy's cock.  She had never seen one or even touched one, so for whatever reason, she left her hand on the obvious bulge in his pants.

Betsy lapsed into that perfect visualization state for the rest of the dream.  "My zipper... pull my zipper down," the boy whispered.  "That's it, honey... pull it out.  Pull out my cock."

The boy started kissing her neck and her ears, the sensations that rushed through her suddenly seemed very heated.  Her dainty hand was on his pecker, which seemed too hard to be real.  To this day Betsy didn't know why she didn't move her hand from his crotch, but she kept her fingers tightly wrapped around the throbbing shaft.

Suddenly he had his hand on her head and pushed downward until her face was perilously close to his meat.  "Oh my God... that feels good, Betsy.  Keep moving your hand like that... up and down, like that," the boy moaned feeling his pressure mount.  "It feels good if you put your mouth on it... put my cock in your mouth."

Before Betsy realized what he was doing, the cock was in her mouth.  The boy was obviously overly aroused because within moments cum spewed like a fountain.  The hot, creamy lava surprised her but she quickly determined it wasn't all that bad.  Once he had recovered his composure, the boy explained that she had just given him a blowjob and that it was an extraordinarily good one.  So when he begged her to do it again, silly Betsy saw no reason not to make him happy.

The end to the evening came in a hurry when the boy's parents returned home earlier than expected.  They came into the house with the two teenagers madly rushing to get their clothes in order.  Startled by the discovery, she hoped they didn't realize what was going on.  Alas, the boy's father didn't say anything to her, but he grinned knowingly at her, which made Betsy flush with embarrassment.  After that, all the geek guys were after Betsy.  Eventually the geek girls wanted her to be a closer friend, which Betsy found enlightening.

***

Thinking back on it, Betsy realized the word was out; she was willing to please and would do anything to please her friends.  One of the girls who had a steady boyfriend was the first to draw Betsy into the fold.  She used the old line, 'show me how to do it.'   The girl asked Betsy to give her boyfriend a blowjob and she wanted to watch.  So in the basement of the girl's home, Betsy sucked the boyfriend's cock in loyal fashion.

When she swallowed the boy's abundant seed, the girl was overly dramatic.  "Oh gawd... that's so erotic.  Brent... oh my gawd... she's drinking your cum," the girl said.  "She's sucking your cock... and her tits... holy fuck, her tits are amazing."

Betsy shivered with the memory.  The girl had sneakily pulled Betsy's sweater all the way up and left her tits exposed for her boyfriend.  Not wanting to make a scene or destroy the wonderful chemistry now between her and the teens, she allowed the boy to fondle her boobs.  Then when the girl started begging again, Betsy felt obliged to satisfy her request.  Another shiver shot through her entire body with the realization that she had masturbated in front of the couple.  They expounded their utter delight for being able to watch such a sensually, erotic event.  She remembered how they gushed with gratification when she climaxed for their ultimate satisfaction.

Betsy reasoned it was how her submissive nature developed.  The next incident happened shortly after and again it was in the girlfriend's basement.  The girl was having a get-together with another couple from their geek-group, and they invited Betsy for entertainment.  This time all formality was quickly ignored and the two girls undressed Betsy much to her dismay.  Naked, afraid and shivering, she was swiftly ordered to perform.  "We're the three heavenly angels from Bedford High and all the boys are at our feet.  Betsy is our leader... show us how to please the boys," one of the girl's said.  "Look at Brent... and Steve.  Their cocks are hard and waiting."

So that night, Betsy was the consummate actress.  She skillfully demonstrated to her girlfriends how to make a boy happy by performing two expert blowjobs.  And then the girl's begged her to do it, to masturbate.  Hence, naked and a squirming fool, Betsy experienced an orgasm in front of her friends.  They applauded near the end, and to her utter amazement, she tried harder to make them happy.  Betsy masturbated for her dear friends experiencing an earth-shattering orgasm seemingly losing all of her inhibitions.

***

Naïve, Betsy was completely unaware of her newfound reputation.  Her supposed girlfriends were the source of much gossip and they informed the other students that Betsy willingly gave blowjobs.  Thus when one of the school jocks asked her out on a date, Betsy was shocked but overwhelmed that he even asked her out.  When the boy drove to lovers-lane, Betsy was thrilled that the jock liked her enough to take her to the grooviest spot where the in-crowd gathered.

Looking back on it now, Betsy realized the boy had taken her out for one reason.  That quickly became apparent when they parked, and he began fondling her before the engine was cold.  Twenty years later it made her grin remembering how carefully she had dressed for the date.  She wore her prettiest blouse and a skirt she bought specially for the occasion.

The boy started with compliments and it didn't take long before his hands were inside her blouse.  She struggled like crazy but all to no avail.  All of a sudden the past was clear as a bell.  "Oh Betsy... your breasts.  God, they are so beautiful... so sexy," the boy said.  His hands had already unbuttoned the sheer blouse and he was trying hard to uncup her boobs.  Then Betsy's dream got vivid and real.  Her bra was cast aside and she sat in the boy's car completely nude above the waist.  "Holy, sweet Jesus... they're gorgeous.  And your nipples... God, they're so hard."

Betsy kept looking out the window hoping nobody was watching but that didn't stop the boy.  After he had slobbered all over her boobs and used his sharp teeth too roughly, the boy indicated he wanted more.  His hand that had been trapped between her legs suddenly dipped under the hem of her skirt.  He grabbed her thigh perilously close to her crotch and Betsy started to panic.

There was one fixation that all boys seemed to readily accept, which stopped their attempts to get into a girl's panties.  Betsy used it with her geek boyfriends and she decided to use it with her new jock-friend.  Logic told her that the best way to survive and save her virginity was by offering to suck the boy's cock.  Acting like the perfect girlfriend, she unzipped his fly and took out his bulging penis.

Betsy vividly remembered that the jock was not heavenly endowed and his stamina was rated in seconds rather than minutes.  Her hot volcanic mouth barely got his pecker inside before the boy was spewing molten lava.  Today it was funny how the jock had such a small cock, yet his load of cum seemed so vast.  She sucked as hard as she could and managed to stroke his throbbing penis until he collapsed.  "Oh my Lord... that was fantastic.  Betsy... you're the best," he moaned.  "I wish we had time... I want to fuck you, so bad."

She quickly realized matters could get much worse and Betsy made a rash decision.  So the next time the jock took her to lovers-lane, and they moved into the backseat of his car, Betsy knew what to expect.  She gave him a fantastic blowjob and then she did the unthinkable.  She masturbated for his encouragement and wonderment.

Having been steadfastly denied her pussy, the jock realized he wasn't going all the way with Betsy.  He was overjoyed getting to second base with her even if a homerun was out of the question.  When he picked her up for their next date, one of the jock's friends was in the backseat.  "Jordy's coming along for the ride... hope you don't mind," her boyfriend said when she got in the car.  They drove to the usual lovers-lane parking spot and her boyfriend shut off the car.

The silence became deafening.  Then Betsy realized why Jordy was with them and she began to get frantic.  She didn't know why or how, but all of a sudden she was sitting in the middle of the backseat with a jock on either side of her shivering body.  "C'mon honey... Jordy wants to see your gorgeous boobs.  Let me show him," her boyfriend whispered.  He suddenly whipped her sweater up and over her head and the game was on.  Her hands were going every which way but they did nothing to discourage the two boys.  They swiftly had her naked on top and each had an enlarged nipple in his mouth.  She moaned and groaned but her protests merely gave the boys even more encouragement.

Soon Betsy realized that there was only one way out of her growing dilemma.  Her hands were shaking like mad, but she managed to unzip Jordy's pants and take his bulging cock out.  This boy was gifted, but beyond that Betsy remembered nothing more about him.  Her boyfriend whispered animated encouragement to give Jordy a blowjob and then excitedly waited his turn.  Betsy sucked both boys and then to get out alive, she put on the performance of her life.

She was now getting very good at masturbating for the entertainment of others.  Her boyfriend and Jordy watched the lewd display with their mouths hanging wide open and Betsy performed porno magic.  Soon it wasn't just Jordy riding shotgun on their dates; other jocks were treated to her tits, a blowjob and a show on a regular basis.  For the time being, that satisfied her boyfriend and his close jock friends.  Betsy struggled hard to remain a virgin, which meant she had to come up with extremely innovative and intelligent ways to fend off the hormonally crazed boyfriends.    

The next time her boyfriend took her out with Jordy, Betsy had to use her imagination to remain pure.  The boys loved her tits so much that when she volunteered to use them on their cocks, they were overjoyed.  Although she didn't mind giving blowjobs in the backseat of a car, she did object to this type of gratification.  It turned out to be far too messy and the boys' joy-juices seemed to go everywhere.

Betsy remembered holding her boobs together so they surrounded a boy's cock and the cum shooting out like a gusher.  In her dream, she could see her luscious breasts moving up and down on a cock; her mouth was wide open with her tongue wagging when the spurting cum splattered her face.  The scene was very dramatic and the boys loved it immensely.  By now, Betsy thought satisfying the boys was part of the deal to becoming popular and obediently she performed for her boyfriend and his friends whenever she was asked.  Even so, she somehow remained a virgin.

Today she looked back and realized she was a sexual prize being passed around by the jock community.  Eventually her boyfriend got tired of her when he recognized that he simply wasn't getting into her panties.  She wound up dating other jocks and dated four or five guys for short periods, using blowjobs as a rule to satisfy the boys.  The only way she could get off was by touching herself, which all of the boys loved watching.

***

Betsy eventually got into a rut trying to do almost anything to be accepted.  It seemed the boys all loved her.  The more provocative she acted; the more they liked it.  But Betsy had a hard time getting into a close-knit group with the girls.  The girls didn't readily accept Betsy into their friendship circle because of her extraordinarily good looks.  Betsy was beautiful with a very sexy body and that combination made most of the girls jealous.  Although she did not think of herself as attractive or desirable, Betsy's good looks made the teenage boys drool.

The other girls did not like hearing their boyfriends talking about Betsy.  They were furious that many of the boys chased after her and they countered her popularity with dirty rumors.  Being innocent and extremely naïve, it was a big shock to Betsy when she realized there were rumors being spread around the high school.  She was hurt deeply when she heard that one of the boys, she dated for a while, had tagged her with a nickname.  The name was 'Iron Maiden' and like all hated names, it stuck like superglue.

After that, boys kept taking her out but they quickly gave up when she didn't go all the way.  Even though Betsy gave the boys more sexual pleasure than most of the other girls, it did not stop the rumors.  In fact, things seemed to get worse.  There were rumors that she let boys feel her up, even go so far as to remove all her clothes.  Some of the rumors were true, especially the one that she gave blowjobs to boys just for them taking her out.  That rumor grew and grew until she was considered the absolute best cocksucker around.  And more gossip spread that Betsy loved masturbating with boys watching it all.

Then girls started gossiping that Betsy was a floozy.  It made her wonder if remaining pure and saving herself for marriage was the proper thing to do.  During the last year of high school, Betsy almost caved.  It was also a time when she realized that sex with another female might be possible.

At a party, which all of the high school seniors attended, somehow Betsy wound up in a bedroom with two other girls and their boyfriends.  The two girls were members of the schools cheerleader's squad and they were well aware of how popular Betsy was with all of the jocks.  It was quiet; it was dark; and it was eerily romantic, she remembered.  The dream made her shiver even though she knew what was going to happen.

All five teens were on the bed and the girls were huddled close enough so that they could whisper together.  They gossiped about many of the other grads and suddenly Betsy realized the two boyfriends were taking profound liberties with their girlfriends.  Bare flesh was rapidly abundant and Betsy blushed profusely when one of the boys started sucking a boob.

Betsy was just about to get up off the bed when one of the girls grabbed her.  "Please... please stay.  Don't go," she whispered.  The girl stared into her eyes and Betsy stomach did tremendous summersaults with trepidation.  "Don't go, love.  I have wanted to do this for a long... long time."

All of a sudden the girl kissed Betsy on the lips.  Betsy didn't have a clue of what to do so she merely remained a zombie.  It was the first time a girl had ever kissed her or even gotten intimate.  Suddenly there were hands roaming all over her body and Betsy knew they all didn't belong to the girl.  Some were rough and brazen, while others were tender and loving and Betsy was going out of her mind trying to find a solution to her mounting dilemma.

Betsy could not remember a time when she was stripped so quickly.  In measly seconds, her clothes were strewn around the room and she was spread out on the bed like a sacrificial lamb.  Suddenly one of the boys was sucking a nipple, one of the girls sucked a titty, and the other boy was between her legs.  Frantically she broke the kiss with the one girl and started to cry like a baby.  "Stop... please stop.  I can't... can't do it.  Gawd... please stop," she pleaded with the group.  "Oh please... please.  I can't... I'm a virgin."

The next few moments of her life passed but Betsy felt like they lasted forever.  The girl who kissed her began kissing her face and lips before suddenly pausing.  The other girl caressed her titty like an angel and then she too paused.  The boy sucking her nipple continued for a while before he too halted letting the hardened bud slip from his hungry mouth.  The boy between her legs kept his tongue busy for many seconds, licking her slit, as if searching for a long lost treasure.

It was at that point when Betsy wondered if they would stop or she would become their slut.  Her mind was in turmoil.  Betsy remembered thinking her reign of virginity was over.  She struggled with all her might but it did nothing to persuade the teens to stop molesting her.  Suddenly the two heads hovering over her chest rose up and allowed her to see all the way down to her tummy.  She stared in horror, as she watched the boy's tongue lapping her opening, just before he hungrily latched onto her precious clitoris.  Betsy thought the top of her head would blow off when he sucked the puffy clit deep into his burning mouth.  He swirled the bud around inside his mouth, as if was a lollipop candy, and she wondered why her hips thrust so wildly.

It was one of those moments of monumental surprise in a person's life when the one girl put a stop to what was happening.  For whatever reason, maybe guilt or maybe it was remorse, but she ordered her friends to leave Betsy alone.  It might have taken Betsy five seconds to get dressed and leave the room but she managed it in world record time.

The departure was traumatic for Betsy and she considered not dating again.  Not because of what her fellow students did to her but because she knew that if the boy had continued for a few more moments, she would have willingly lost her virginity.  It was the first time she understood what lust could do to a person's sanity and reasoning.

***

After that party, everyone in the school seemed to know that Betsy was a virgin.  She avoided the jock crowd like the plague and reverted back to her more familiar geek group of friends.  Betsy reasoned that these students were much the same as she was, but it was a mistake.  When they reached out to her, Betsy was more than glad to do almost anything to gain their approval.  It never entered her mind that they were just playing an evil trick on their dazzling playmate.

Sadly for Betsy, the ritual of being used would continue.  The one girl had fantasized ever since watching Betsy perform lewd and raunchy acts for her and her boyfriend.  Suddenly the girl had the ravishing Betsy back again.  At the time, everything the girl did seemed perfectly unplanned and natural, but now Betsy could see how the girl manipulated her.

She remembered the one time when she stayed overnight at the girl's home.  It started out very innocently with the two watching television in the family room while lying on a makeshift bed.  They changed into lounging attire, which consisted of loose, oversized t-shirts and baggy, flannel pants and settled in for a comfortable night.  The two girls had the house to themselves because the girl's parents were attending a late-night party.

Without warning, the girl's boyfriend showed up at the house.  The girl reassured Betsy that her boyfriend merely wanted to stop by for a little while.  "Do you mind if Bobby watches TV with us?  He won't bother us," she asked knowing Betsy could not refuse.  "My parents don't know it... but we have sex right here in the family room when they're upstairs... don't we, honey?"

Of course her boyfriend nodded his head while giving Betsy a devilish wink and a grin.  Betsy remembered the night very vividly, as she almost lost her virginity to the scheming couple.  She wasn't exactly sure what really happened or how it happened, but eventually the boyfriend wound up between the two.  Betsy tried to keep her distance but it was difficult, as she didn't want to be rude to her friends.  Then she remembered watching the couple out of the corner of her eye, as she pretended to watch TV.  The boy fondled and even exposed the girl's boobs and she did not object one little bit.

Then Betsy spied the girl's hand inside the boy's pants and it was very obvious what she was doing.  The girl stroked her boyfriend's penis until he started letting out strange moans, as his pleasure increased.  Betsy felt immense guilt and shame for being so close to the lovebirds but she didn't run away for fear of offending her girlfriend.

Betsy remembered vividly what happened next.  The boy went to the washroom and her girlfriend made a proposal.  "C'mon... let's do it together.  Let's make him cum," she whispered.

Betsy didn't really want to it, but she relented seeing how her agreeing made her girlfriend's face light up with happiness.  Then she thought, 'why not?  I have done it before... jerking a boyfriend off in front of the girlfriend.'  So when the supposed boyfriend returned to the rumpled sofa, he again slipped into the space between the girls.  The girl motioned and beckoned for Betsy to begin and before she knew it, her hand was caressing the front of the boy's stomach.

Suddenly the girl's hand covered Betsy's and swiftly shoved it into the boy's pants.  The hot, searing cock made Betsy shiver but she kept her hand covering the throbbing pecker.  That was all the encouragement the boy needed and he rolled over facing the shocked Betsy.  His hands were a blur and quickly rolled the big shirt up until he could see the bottom swell of her boobs.  All of a sudden her girlfriend was on her other side and helping the boy.

Betsy was totally flabbergasted and under normal circumstances, she would have run fast and far.  But not on this night!  The two easily stripped the loose fitting t-shirt and the boy put his hands on her bare chest.  Betsy remembered how she remained motionless on the couch and allowed the two to take liberties with her.  She thought by not resisting it would make the two happy and she would become closer friends with them.

Everything happened so fast that Betsy was too confused to react.  The boy was groping her tits and suddenly he was kissing them.  Then her girlfriend was saying something.  "Bobby told me how much he loves your big tits and especially the way your nipples stick out in your sweater," she whispered.  "We can't believe you are still a virgin... 18 and still a virgin?  We'll rectify that tonight!"

Betsy heart beat so fast that she was positive all the blood rushed to her head.  Her head buzzed when the boy stretched her nipples making them stand out prominently like they always did when she was aroused.  Sometimes Betsy wished her nipples were not so big and did not get so stiff when they were touched.  Then the girl was holding Betsy by the arms and pinned them behind her back.  This allowed her boyfriend to swiftly strip the baggy PJ's from her lower body and suddenly Betsy was completely nude.

Betsy remembered how she allowed it to continue because they were her close friends.  In her dream, she glanced down at the boy and saw he was also nude, crouching on his hands and knees between her widespread legs, looking more than ready to defile her virgin charm.  Then he was rubbing the wet end of his cock all over her legs and threatening to move higher.

It was at that point when Betsy chickened out.  She got a sudden burst of strength and determination.  "No... no, for gawd sake, Bobby... no!"  She screamed for him to stop and struggled so hard that the couple realized their advantage was over.

Betsy used every church going word she could think of to explain how sinful it was to have sex but the couple merely shunned every excuse.  They were in a fit of rage and blamed her for what had happened.  She could still remember the harsh words and being called a prick tease.  The breakup was so traumatic for Betsy that she stopped dating, which was not very difficult because none of the other geeks ever asked her out during the remainder of the school year.

It took years for Betsy to fully understand why she was treated so badly in high school.  She lay on the bed in the spare bedroom thinking of the good things that happened, and true to her nature, she forgave the jealousy shown her by some of the other students.  Her mind floated through the dream and she lay on the bed in a comatose state realizing that the high school period had come to an end.

Graduation day came and went and it was time to move on.  Betsy slowly came out of her dreamland needing a little break.  Her mind was totally alive and felt revitalized from the memories of her teenage years.  Life can be cruel at times but Betsy felt immense pride for remaining pure to her faith all through high school.  Looking back on it now, she wondered at how immature she was at eighteen.  Betsy had reasoned that oral sex and masturbating were okay as long as she didn't let the boy actually screw her.

Betsy rationalized that giving a boy a blowjob in the backseat of a car was immoral but she was willing to do anything to be accepted by her peers.  Well, almost anything, she quickly added with a grin.  Her father had harped about the biggest sin of all, getting pregnant, so Betsy was determined to do anything as long as it didn't involve actual intercourse.  One of the things she considered at the time was anal sex but she couldn't imagine letting a boy stick his cock in her ass.

It was still early on a Friday evening and she had more life-chapters to review before the night was done.  She rolled out of the bed and stretched, feeling proud of being able to relive the initial chapter of her life story.

***Betsy Goes to College
 
Betsy finished having something to eat and immediately returned to the dream bed.  Over the next couple of days the pattern would become very familiar, as she would not be content until all the chapters of her life had been reviewed.  The spare bedroom would be the launching pad for every session and this time she curled up on the bed, as if she was a little girl again.  Her eyes had barely closed when she remembered herself going off to college.

When she was accepted into an Atlanta school, it should have been the happiest day of her life, but it wasn't.  Betsy had to start all over again making new friends and trying to fit in.  She chose a popular vocation not because she truly loved the thought of being a teacher or professor, but more so because her father pushed her in that direction.  Her marks were outstanding so Betsy had her choice of which school to attend.

Born and raised in New Orleans, Betsy didn't want to attend college there.  She eventually picked one in Atlanta and settled into college with relative ease.  Betsy had a deep yearning for love, but unlike many young women her age, she really didn't have much experience at intimate relationships.

One of the first things she did on her arrival in Atlanta was start taking the pill.  Today she came to the realization that she did so because she wanted her first-fuck.  She wanted to lose her virginity in the worst way, as she deemed it was the only way to move on in her life.  It sounded crude and animalistic when she thought about it now, but deep down, she wanted to know what it felt like to have sex.

Still Betsy remained a virgin that first year.  She had mixed feelings about it, but it seemed the right situation or the right guy didn't come along.  She studied and did the usual college crap without dating much.  Dating really took place the second year.  Betsy remembered how most guys were happy to feel her luscious boobs and to get a blowjob from a beautiful girl.  A few got their hands inside her panties, but like high school, a blowjob stopped a boy from going any further.

One guy was determined and he got even more persistent after finding out she was a college virgin.  Her last recourse was to offer him to do oral on her.  He gladly accepted and Betsy retained her virginity one more time.  The fleeting cunnilingus episode during high school was good, and memorable, but nothing prepared her for the actual greatness of receiving oral sex.  She recalled the episode with the two cheerleaders at the end of high school and regretted not letting things progress further than she allowed.  Betsy quickly came the conclusion that she had missed the boat when the boy's tongue performed sexual magic on her delicate clitoris.  She remembered experiencing one of the best orgasms of her life and didn't regret her first oral climax.

Her head was spinning after the overly erotic memory.  Innocently and almost accidentally, her fantasy drifted into the chapter of homecoming weekend.  All of a sudden her heart quivered wildly, remembering that it happened during homecoming weekend.  Betsy, two of her girlfriends and three boyfriends were in a drunken state after celebrating all evening.  The three couples wound up in a hotel and the other two girls lost their clothes piece by piece.

Betsy reasoned that it was peer pressure that caused her eventual downfall.  After twenty years she tried hard to set the stage so that everything was authentic.  The hotel room had two beds and the temperature was turned up so high that everyone was sweating.  She remembered sitting on a bed with her boyfriend and they were drinking and trying to caress each other at the same time.

Betsy remembered how her eyes wandered and she stared across at the other bed to see her naked girlfriend having intercourse.  The girl was on her side with her boyfriend behind her and he was holding her upper leg high in the air.  There was no misconception or delusion as to what they were doing.  Betsy could see the boy's cock going in and out of her girlfriend's hairless pussy.  Even today she giggled thinking that she would remember such a thing, a girl shaving herself down there.  From that day on, Betsy realized that she liked watching.  She stared at the couple, as they fucked without the slightest hesitation or fear of being watched.

Betsy thought her first time would be most memorable and dramatic.  In part she was right but not in the expected way she had hoped.  Betsy reasoned staying a virgin until her second year of college was something special and then losing her virginity would be one of the most memorable events of her life.  It was memorable, but looking back on that night twenty years later, she realized it was nothing like she had dreamed it would be.

Her date had his hands all over her body.  Again Betsy deemed it was the peer pressure when she reluctantly allowed him to take off her sweater shortly followed by her bra.  The memory was vague from that point on but somehow she was persuaded to move over to the other bed.  Her girlfriend had quickly dismounted her boyfriend's pecker and they seemed to be waiting with the other couple.

Even now Betsy's eyes were glassy as she observed one of the most eventful life chapters unfold.  She wasn't really sure how it happened.  Both of her girlfriends each took an arm and encouraged Betsy to get onto her hands and knees beside the bed.  One of the boys was directed into position so that his hips were on the edge of the bed and his feet were on the floor.  Then the girls pushed Betsy's head.  She remembered feeling her hair being pulled hard and could not be sure if both or just one girl forced her face into the boy's crotch.

Suddenly she had to put her hands out and grab the boy's stellar cock.  Betsy squeezed the hard shaft with both hands in an effort to prevent the boy's cock being shoved down her throat.  Sucking cock was something Betsy was good at so she had no trouble performing even in a slightly inebriated state of mind.

All of a sudden Betsy saw herself posing for a submissive poster.  She had always thought that she was submissive and liked doing things to please her friends but this confirmed it.  Slowly everything came back to her.  Her head was moving up and down while one of her girlfriends was whispering in her ear.  She kept saying, 'suck it, suck it!'  Then Betsy wasn't sure which of her girlfriends said something that still sent shivers up her spine.  'She's ready... holy fuck, she's ready.'

Betsy imagined what it must have looked like to her boyfriend.  Her ass must have been high in the air and far too seductive for any man to resist.  Her head was held on top of the boy's cock giving him a glorious blowjob and her ass was waving; an open invitation to her boyfriend that she was willing and very available.  Now she tried to guess how long it took to actually lose her cherry.  One moment her mind was fully concentrated on satisfying a fellow student and the next her head was filled with intense pain.

Her boyfriend had rammed his pecker, which was thankfully narrow and not too long, to the hilt.  He crudely ripped her hymen in a split-second while her friends held her in a captive position.  She remembered the pain lasting only a fleeting moment and then her boyfriend was jerking wildly, as he filled her inner being for the very first time.

That was when she got fucked.  "Fuck her... fuck the virgin," her girlfriend hissed.  When the second cock penetrated her, Betsy's will and spirit was crushed and her friends took full advantage.  "She saved it for this... saved her cherry for a gangbang," the girlfriend laughed out loud.  As she was despoiled, the two girls kept talking to her, asking questions, 'do you like sucking cock, and do you like being fucked?'

They encouraged their boyfriends and all three boys ravaged her relentlessly throughout the night that seemed to have lasted forever.  Lying on her bed twenty years after that sordid event, Betsy was not able to count the number of times the boys had intercourse with her.  She did remember her boyfriend being the first.  After the second boy had fucked her, she was roughly shifted to the bed.  All of her friends held her in position for the third boy.  Her legs were held firmly outstretched and it left her vulnerable and helpless. 

She remembered holding her breath when the third boy jumped her.  Being pinned down, it was impossible to fight off his assault.  As he inserted his cock into her opening, her body stiffened and she held her breath.  She thought it would hurt like the first one but that was a complete fallacy.  The boy was frantic and started pumping in and out of her precious and now slippery pussy.  While being raped, Betsy realized intercourse was not all that bad.  She managed to let her body go limp and once she started to breathe again, the ride was fairly enlightening.

All of a sudden the gangbang didn't seem so ominous, as there was no pain involved.  The rest of the night was a blur, most likely because there were five people all taking advantage of her non-struggle.  The one girlfriend bit her nipples, but now Betsy deemed it was her way of demonstrating who was in-charge.  Her brain accepted what was happening and she found herself enjoying being fucked.  Still Betsy determined that she should never do it again.

When Betsy woke in the morning, the controlling girl was sleeping beside her with her head on her chest.  The girl played with her nipples and she had them fully erect in no time.  She even asked Betsy if she wanted more cock to which Betsy shook her head vehemently indicating she had enough.  Her negative response was not the one the girl was looking for.

Betsy remembered what happened next.  The girl ordered Betsy's boyfriend to do it again; this time she wanted him to do it with Betsy on her back so she could watch everything.  The girl grabbed Betsy by the hair and jerked her head high in the air.  She twisted Betsy's head until her dazed eyes stared down the length of her naked torso.  "Look!  Look at it.  Watch his cock... touch your slutty cunt," the girl whispered.  "You're not a virgin anymore... are you?"

She jerked hard on Betsy's head and didn't stop until she heard an answer.  "No... oh gawd, no."

"That's right honey.  Now you're a slut... fucking every boy around," the girl whispered.

Betsy watched the boy rub his pecker all over her velvety flesh leaving a trail of wet pre-cum.  "Oh please.  I've had enough... don't let him do it," she moaned trying hard for mercy.  The boy seemed to hesitate, but proceeded when prodded.

"Can you feel it?  Look!  He's rubbing his dick all over your slutty tummy," the girl said.  Betsy's eyes got bigger watching her boyfriend rub the head of his cock up and down her wet slit.  "Then he's going to fuck you... hard!  Stick his big prick into your little cunt." 

"No... no, please.  No more... please," Betsy whispered.  The boy made her hips twitch and jerk every time he hit her most sensitive clitoris and Betsy suddenly realized the key to a woman's fulfillment.

Suddenly the girl jerked her head again and she put her lips next to Betsy's ear.  "Feel it?  Feel his cock?  He's putting it in... in your sweet-ass pussy.  You're going to fuck... and cum for me," she whispered.  Her teeth nibbled on Betsy's ear and she continued to whisper.  "Aren't you?  You're going to cum all over your boyfriend's cock... aren't you?"

Betsy remembered staring back into the dark, controlling eyes just before it happened.  It started with a short, swift spasm in her heated internal region and quickly spread outward.  Suddenly she felt her boyfriend pumping like a madman and her girlfriend demanding retribution.  Even though her eyes filled with tears, Betsy still focused on the commanding eyes above her when she climaxed.

***

So that was the morning after homecoming.  Betsy was the perfect missionary and she got royally screwed by her boyfriend.  When he was finished filling her with his seed, Betsy shivered with the memory of one little word.  'Next!'

Her girlfriend said it and then Betsy remembered how the boyfriends each screwed her.  It went on all morning and her girlfriends stayed close to her.  They even took liberties by fondling her whenever none of the boys did.  "Holy sweet Jesus... she's not a virgin anymore.  She's a slut from hell who wants every cock buried inside her cunt," one of the girls said.  "I've never seen a slut cum so often... and so hard.  Have you?"  The girls laughed and kept holding the helpless victim while the three boys each screwed her.
 
What surprised Betsy was that the girls didn't demand her to do anything to them.  It was that morning when Betsy realized that lust would make her do the most uncommon things.  Once her head was filled with lust, nothing erotic or sexual had limits, which sort of scared her to some degree.

The first round of copulation was completed in furious fashion.  Each boy was thoroughly aroused and it took no encouragement for him to have sex with her.  They couldn't wait and fucked Betsy in rapid succession time and time again until none of them could get it up anymore.

The morning was still young when Betsy remembered her girlfriend doing more.  "Suck him!  Get him hard... so he can fuck you again," she had whispered demanding Betsy start all over.  Betsy concentrated hard to ensure every possible image was recalled from homecoming weekend.  It wasn't until days later that one of the girls explained how the whole evening was planned and executed perfectly.  Betsy was horrified that friends could do such things to her but true to her nature, she didn't hold a grudge.

After homecoming weekend, Betsy resigned herself to letting her dates have sex if they wanted.  And what boy didn't want to have sex with a gorgeous woman who had a sexy body to die for.  Fucking was no big deal to Betsy anymore, as the chapter of her college years drew to an end.  Of the five or six guys who she dated during the final semester, Betsy remembered only one.  He was a real piece of work and that was probably the reason she still remembered him.

The guy had a little sports car and there wasn't much room for any intimacy; 'Without some ingenuity,' she thought with a grin.  Usually sex involved her giving him blowjobs, as there was not a lot of room in the car.  Occasionally they would fuck which really got the guy excited.  He would sit between the seats and Betsy had to sit facing him on top of his outstretched legs.

One time they had consumed too much alcohol and she shuddered thinking of the stupidity of driving in such a condition.  They shouldn't have been on the road but they wound up parked in a secluded part of campus.  Somewhere along the line, the guy moved her and she wound up on the gearshift.  Betsy bitched and tried to get off of the knob but he just kept moving her up and down.  To her utter surprise, she had a great orgasm, which caused her to forgive the guy for being so brazen.

It happened a few more times before they broke up.  He even once tried to get the knob up her ass while his penis was still in her pussy.  The guy acted like he didn't know what was going on, and the odd part was, she almost let him do it.  Then Betsy chuckled thinking it was a good thing the gearshift wasn't lubricated or it might have happened.

Reminiscing about her early years, her high school years, and her college years had been exhausting.  She was too tired and sleepy for any more.  She didn't have enough energy to get up so she remained curled up on the bed in a fetal ball.  Betsy merely squirmed until she had the blankets over her body and then she fell into a restless sleep, dreaming of the next chapters in her life story.

***Grad School - A True Relationship

Betsy had fallen asleep after reviewing the highlights of her college years.  The dreams were odd and disjointed, with faces morphing into other faces amid bizarre happenings and settings.  Suddenly she realized the sun was up and the morning paper had arrived.  It was too early for wine so she decided that reading how the liberals promised to fix her life would help pass the time.  Betsy was not the best morning person in the world and she didn't want to move into the next episode before she was fully awake and revitalized.

Suddenly an image of Danny popped into her head.  She loved Danny and he treated her so very special.  He always praised her whether it was her appearance or her professional attributes, and made her feel on top of the world.  Maybe if Danny was there when she was 18, or even 25 or 30... life might have been different, she mused with a grin.

Betsy never wanted the responsibility of having a family.  She wondered if that decision might have been a mistake, but it was too late now.  Her remorse was broken when she grinned thinking, 'and with my luck... I would have ended up with a pervert son.'  No!  There were no kids in her life and she was grateful for that considering her troubled past. 

She wandered around the house having something to eat, reading the paper and having a nice refreshing shower.  It seemed like a foregone conclusion that she returned to the spare bedroom, as soon as possible.  She contemplated remaining naked after her shower and roaming around the house with nothing on, but then she decided to choose modesty over bravado.

When Betsy had gotten up on the Saturday morning, she felt the need for more.  She realized the next paramount event in her life story was falling in love, so she rushed back to the spare bedroom.  Her emotions quickly increased to the feverish level where they were last night and she was filled with great expectations.

Betsy almost ran up to the bed, too excited to wait any longer.  She jumped onto the bed in a playful fashion and landed spread-eagled with her arms and legs outstretched, as if they were tied to the corners of the bed.  Her mind immediately went into visualization mode when she remembered herself entering Grad school.

She had decided to pursue a teaching career in high school physics.  Her schedule was very demanding but it didn't take her long to find a new boyfriend.  It was her need to be loved and cared for that enabled Ron to become her steady boyfriend.  Ron treated her like she was truly special and he did everything that a perfect gentleman would do for a lady.  It was the first time in Betsy's life that any guy had worshiped her in such an intimate, thoughtful manner.

Thinking back now, on this chapter of her life, Betsy realized that Ron had taken advantage of her.  The first few weeks they were together, Betsy thought she had found true love.  Ron always opened doors for her and he held her arm when crossing the street.  When he brushed her hair aside and talked to her looking her right in the eyes, Betsy felt her tummy do tremendous summersaults.  Ron did stupid things, and caring things, and all Betsy could think of was how much she loved him.  Other men in her life had treated her like a piece of meat, but Ron never did, or that is how she saw it in the beginning.

Betsy thought back and the memories brought tears to her eyes.  She should have told Ron to leave immediately when he told her that he was married.  But he insisted it was a bad marriage and he was only with his wife until he could get an amicable separation.  Betsy fell for the line, 'my wife just doesn't like sex,' and believed Ron when he told her that he was leaving his wife.  Betsy didn't know how he did it, but somehow he made her feel sorry for him.  He told her that all his marriage problems were caused by his wife's hatred for sex.

She kept her eyes closed tightly amazed at how naïve and stupid she had been.  Betsy offered herself to Ron and he told her that she was the only woman he cared for.  The first time was magic.  Dreaming about that remarkable night sent a shiver down her back.  He just kept pushing her buttons, buttons that she didn't know she had.  The final blow came when Ron accidentally hit her boob and he said he was sorry.  At the time, Betsy was overcome with his "sincerity" and she willingly gave her soul to a scoundrel.

Everything Ron told her, or did to her, made complete sense at the time.  "I have to be careful... my wife can't find out about us.  My lawyer is working on a divorce, but it will take time," he told her.  Ron explained how he didn't want to jeopardize his divorce proceedings and that they would have to meet in secret places.  His suggestion to use a hotel sounded logical to her confused mind.  At the time, the underlying reasons for his covert actions were never remotely considered.

When they checked into a hotel that first time, Betsy tried not to make her embarrassment too obvious, but Ron found her blushing totally stimulating.  The routine after that was always the same.  Ron would pick her up and they would go directly to a hotel and spend a few hours there.

At first she was uncomfortable with many of the things he wanted her to do.  But he insisted and eventually she did whatever he demanded... plus more.  It was her willingness to please him and her devotion to the man she loved, she reasoned.

All of a sudden she needed to see it one more time.  See all the thrilling details of that first night, which she now considered immoral and sinful.  Betsy suddenly took the stance of a fake prisoner on the bed by pretending her arms and legs were tied up.  Then she pretended to struggle, as her detailed visualization passed over her darkened eyelids.  The images were so real that Betsy felt like she was watching it happen in real-time.

They entered the seedy hotel room, musty and reeking of stale smoke.  Even after twenty years, Betsy could visualize everything clear and precise.  At first she was not very aroused, but it didn't take Ron very long to get his hand inside her blouse.  He put his lips next to her ear and started talking dirty to her.  "You're so beautiful... so sexy.  All I want to do is fuck you... rip your clothes off so I can see your sexy body," he said beginning the sexual seduction by whispering in her ear.  "Your titties... they're so gorgeous... so voluptuous."

Why she did not object to his talking dirty was still a mystery to Betsy.  He had kept her standing that first time.  On her feet, she was like putty in his skilled hands.  Ron didn't take the time to unbutton her blouse but he merely rolled it up her body until he pulled it off over her head.  He put his strong arms around her shaking body and roughly pulled her against his hard body.  Coaxing her arms around his neck, it left his hands free to undo her pants.

Even though her eyelids were closed during the dreamlike visualization, her eyes were ablaze seeing what happened that first night.  She stood on legs that were vibrating so badly it was hard to stand up straight.  Before she knew it, she was locked in Ron's arms and wearing only bra and panties.  Betsy could hear and see everything clearly even after so many years.

His fingers slipped beneath her bra and he started twirling her hardened nipple around like it was a spinning toy-top.  "My God... your tits are so beautiful... your nipples are so hard," Ron whispered keeping his lips next to her ear.  Suddenly he ripped her bra off throwing it across the room, and to Betsy's amazement, she did not care.  Now both his hands were fondling her boobs and his fingers constantly caressed her nipples ever so tenderly.  He would squeeze and pinch only hard enough for her to begin a protest, and then he would roll the throbbing buds around like crazy.

Her imagination was detailed and extremely vivid even though her dream was from 1986.  Betsy pushed her chest out almost begging Ron to keep fondling her boobies.  Her heart was beating madly and for the first time in her life... she was the one that wanted more!

Betsy did not question how Ron was naked in her dream.  In her trance, his body was perfect and his nakedness was even more profound.  Back then Betsy was too ashamed to look at his nakedness.  When she did catch a glimpse of his hard cock, which bobbed up and down in front of his hips, it immediately made her blush.

Suddenly she could hear Ron's voice and it startled her.  "Your body... it's so sexy.  I'm gonna fuck you baby... fuck your brains out," he whispered which should have disgusted her.  "Your tits!  I love your big tits."

Ron bent her backwards arching her back and he held her upper body from falling with one arm.  His free hand roamed the front of her body.  He squeezed and caressed her titties like a magician and then began a downward descent.  His hand covered her tummy and suddenly he was finger-fucking her belly button.  Betsy thought it was the most ghastly thing, yet she didn't want him to stop.

Her heartbeat increased another level and her body felt totally flushed and heated.  She remembered how things happened during that first time and her dream most likely embellished the episode.  At the time, Betsy wondered if she had not gone too far, but then it happened.  His face was next to her own and he spoke softly and with passion.  "I love you... I love you baby!" he whispered, as his roaming hand made a downward motion.

Betsy almost fainted when she watched her legs spread inviting Ron to touch her.  His hand left her tummy and slipped downwards onto her silky panties.  Why her thoughts were of lust and perverted pleasure was mystifying and she blushed even though it was a dream.  She was happier than ever that night with the expectance of finally having sex with a mature man.  One particular memory made her shiver.  She remembered thinking how glad she was to have worn sexy panties, and how she hoped Ron found them appealing.

All of a sudden Betsy was standing wrapped in Ron's muscular arms and she was completely naked.  Her sheer, lacy panties had been stripped and she was pushing up against his hard body.  She felt his thingy, as that is what she called it in those days, and it was between her legs.  Betsy marveled at how his penis lay between her thighs tickling her most intimate being like a feather.  Ron's strong hands were on each of her butt cheeks and he was squeezing hard, digging his fingers into her delicate ass.  Betsy didn't know why she was standing on her tiptoes but she was and her legs were apart.  The head of his cock was poking her everywhere except where she wanted.

"Higher baby... get it higher.  Get that pussy higher... so I can feel it with my cock," Ron said sending violent tremors through her entire body.  She watched her daydream in horror, as she stood even higher begging him to take her.  All of a sudden she felt the head of his penis touching her precious opening.  Her breathing stopped but her heart pounded faster.

The flared head pried her puffy lips apart and she could see it happening.  It slipped into the wetness in an instant, and suddenly she was standing flat on her feet with his thing inside her womanly hole.  Ron implanted his cock so fast there was a momentary pain but it was gone before she took another breath.  They stood like that for an eternity and all Ron did was use his hands.  He squeezed and molested her ass cheeks making sure to keep his cock fully embedded in her heavenly abode.

Ron was a master.  He lifted her up until he convinced Betsy to wrap her legs around his body.  Then he drilled her by thrusting his hips at her motionless crotch, which made Betsy grunt every time he speared her tender cervix.  Ron slowly shuffled the short distance to the bed and she clung to his body for dear life.  In reality they fell onto the bed with a thump, but in her dream they floated.

Betsy was probably the most attractive and sexiest woman he had ever dated.  When Ron found out that she had never been in love, he vowed to be the first and the thought drugged his mind.  The heat surrounding his swollen cock was an inferno and it was quickly robbing his stamina.  But Ron wanted it to last forever so he tried not to move his hips.  He knew that if he pumped or thrust in and out many more times, it would be over.

Betsy abruptly found out more about her boyfriend.  Ron liked to watch and he loved watching Betsy.  He arched his back and raised his upper body off her chest.  "Feel your tits... do it baby.  Squeeze those gorgeous nipples," Ron whispered so softly.  "That's it baby... show me."

She could never understand why she did it.  Her hands cupped each titty from the bottom of her luscious boobs and her thumb and forefinger rolled each throbbing nipple around to please Ron.  Betsy saw the smile on his face and she lost all inhibitions molesting her breasts to make him happy. 

If she found fondling her own boobs was inexcusable, she was utterly flabbergasted when she obeyed his next demand.  Ron grabbed her right hand and shoved it down between their sweaty bodies until it rested on her upraised pelvis.  "Put your fingers down there... feel your clitty.  Pinch it for me, baby," Ron whispered.  She shuttered to this day when she recalled his next command.  "Masturbate... cum for me baby.  Masturbate all over my cock!"

The fingers of her right hand were a blur in her mind, as they squeezed and rolled the tiny clit vigorously.  At the same time, her left hand continued to caress her nipples moving deftly from one to the other every few seconds.  Years later it was apparent to Betsy that her intense emotions were not so much from Ron's talent or skill but more so because of her own ability.  The first orgasm with the man she loved was memorable but now she understood more about sex and real lust.

Betsy was overwhelmed when the dam broke.  Her breathing was extremely ragged and uneven; her heart rate soared, and her mind filled with lust.  That first orgasm broke so fast and furiously that she lost all sanity when it flooded her soul.  Her hands followed Ron's damning instructions and she felt his hips jerking wildly out of control.  Betsy knew he was filling her loving sanctuary with vile semen but she didn't care.  She remembered how he held her and hugged her long after it was over.  Ron was the first man to do that and she would always cherish the fact even though she grew to hate the man.

Betsy remained in a trance but she felt drained from hours of dreaming.  She was getting very tired but stubbornly fought the urge to stop.  She wanted to finish reminiscing about the opening chapter of Ron's love affair even though the time was approaching noon.  It was funny how a person could look back on their life and think, 'what if I had done it differently?'

One traumatic event that should have triggered warning bells happened right after that first night in the hotel.  Betsy was still on cloud nine and she felt that Ron was the love of her life.  Suddenly her memory flashed back to one point during grad school that was probably the most embarrassing.  She came back to the dormitory early because of an exam the next day and entered her room to find her roommate was having a small party.  There were five or six girls and all of them were fairly tipsy when Betsy entered the room.  They were all laughing and giggling, which ceased as soon as Betsy came into the room.  A couple of the girls kept whispering in each other's ear and Betsy could tell by their peculiar actions that they were talking about her.

When the girls left and Betsy was alone with her roommate, it didn't take long to get at the truth.  She pressed her roommate until her friend inadvertently mentioned that it was all about her falling for a married man.  Betsy was horrified to find out that people knew and that she was the brunt of gossip.  "The girls just found it strange that you'd go to a hotel... having sex with a married man.  They couldn't believe that Ron is fucking another grad student," her roommate confessed.

Betsy was furious and she did not find anything funny about her roommate's humor.  She remembered bringing it up the next time she met Ron but he somehow made her forget about the embarrassing gossip.  She couldn't remember the exact reasons he gave for having previous affairs, but she could only assume she was blinded by her love for the man.  Betsy suddenly jumped out of bed wanting desperately to put an end to the initial chapter of her time with Ron.  She felt disappointed that her life seemed to be going in the wrong direction.

***The Relationship Changes

Betsy felt butterflies in her stomach when she returned to dreamland.  She had gotten up at noon to take a much needed break from her life story but now it was time to continue.  Betsy returned to the bed and this time she pretended to be bound and gagged.  Thinking back, she felt like a prisoner to her strong, emotional feelings for Ron but her relationship with the man had changed.  Betsy was a Baptist who went to church with her dad and other relatives until she left home.  She could understand how she fell in love with Ron but not how she let him convince her to do the sinful and immoral things she did.

Initially Ron was tender and the perfect gentleman.  She tried to think of how long it was before he introduced her to a threesome.  A subtle smile broke out on her pretty face when she realized it should have been named a foursome.

Ron's excuse for using hotel rooms made her uneasy, but she went along knowing it made him happy.  Making him happy was the important thing.  They always went to one specific hotel so Betsy didn't think anything was out of the ordinary on one particular occasion.  When they entered the room, Betsy stopped dead in her tracks at the sight of two strangers.  She turned on her heel thinking that they were in the wrong room, but Ron quickly put his arms around her.  "This is Jerry and Allan," he said, making her wonder what the hell was happening.

"I told them how gorgeous you are... and how sexy you are," Ron whispered but it sounded like he was yelling at her.  "I told them how great you are in bed... what a great fuck you are, and that nobody fucks like you."

Betsy stared at Ron unable to believe what he had said.  She was so shocked that she stood motionless with her mouth hanging wide open.  "Take your blouse off... and your bra, Baby.  Show the boys your gorgeous tits... now!"

To this day Betsy never understood how it happened.  She remembered putting her hands up to protest but it did little good, as Ron's hands furiously stripped her clothing.  Betsy knew that she didn't help Ron but one by one he undid the buttons of her blouse until the front hung open.  She flinched when Ron grabbed the loose material and swiftly stripped it from her body.  When he yanked her bra strap and pulled the garment from her heaving chest, she felt like dying.

Betsy stood frozen on the spot and she could see the two men devouring her nakedness with their hungry, beady eyes.  She watched her visualization in horror, as Jerry boldly walked up to her, and he put his hands on her boobs.  She did not move a muscle when he fondled her and then began caressing her nipples, which seemed to betray her thoughts.  The buds were rock-hard and Jerry rolled them around like they were marbles in oil.

Suddenly Ron grabbed a handful of her hair.  He was standing behind her with his body pressed against her own so that she couldn't move.  Then he yanked her head backwards until she lost sight of Jerry and her eyes stared directly at the ceiling.  "Now you can show Jerry how good you are... what a great piece of ass you are," Ron whispered with his lips beside her ear.  She started to whimper and a tear rolled down her blushing cheek, not from what Ron was saying but from what Jerry did to her.

The complete stranger who she had met just minutes earlier put his hand on top of her pussy.  Jerry pressed hard with his middle finger so that her pants pushed into the wetness between her legs.  "That's it, baby doll... open those gorgeous legs so Jerry can feel you... he loves young cunt," Ron said holding her absolutely motionless.  "I love... love when you make my friends happy.  I want to watch them fuck you, baby."  Betsy couldn't understand how Ron, the love of her life, could allow this to happen.  It was if she didn't know him at all when Ron encouraged his friends and offered her to them. 

Betsy felt Ron's free hand on her waist and shuddered when his fingers undid her pants.  As soon as Ron loosened the waistband and rolled her pants over her flared hips, Jerry's hand brazenly pushed between her naked thighs.  His fingers covered the narrow panty-band of material in a most threatening fashion.

The memory was very clear, vividly clear.  Her breathing was so ragged and uneven that she started to feel dizzy.  The crotch of her panties was no protection and Jerry easily shoved the wet material to the side.  Betsy tried her utmost to keep her legs together but Jerry wormed his hand under the stretchy material groping to find the vulnerable opening.  Then he kicked her feet apart and suddenly Jerry's probing fingers were directly over her puffy labia.

"Ron... oh gawd, please!  Please gawd... don't let him touch me," Betsy pleaded feeling more desperate with each passing moment.    "Pleeease... dear gawd... this can't be happening?"

The rapist rammed his finger into Betsy so fast, all she could do was cry out.  She stretched upward standing as high as she could on her tiptoes.  There were hands all over her body, more hands than she could count.  In a split second, all her clothes were stripped and the three men felt her up, as if they were teenagers.  Her dream was so vivid and realistic that Betsy reasoned it must have happened that way.

If Betsy remembered correctly, the three men held her a prisoner.  She didn't know how to resist Ron at the time and her hesitation and doubt was her ultimate downfall.  The men had little difficulty carrying her across the room, as she was totally overwhelmed and confused by what was happening.  They tossed her naked body on the bed, but it was the last thing Betsy remembered from that night until years later.

Now Betsy tried to justify her actions in that dingy hotel room and she welcomed the opportunity to visualize about what really happened.  Even today, she was so embarrassed that it was hard to think about what complete strangers did to her.  Jerry was between her legs before she could stop him.  His hands pushed her thighs outward and he dove into the exposed opening.  Ron had his hands on her shoulders holding her down and Allen was next to her waiting for an opening.

Everything happened very fast and looking back on it, Betsy realized she didn't have a chance.  She was helpless and what could she do against three overpowering guys, she reasoned, even though it was twenty years later.

Ron suddenly put her face between his hands and he started kissing her all over...her cheeks, neck, forehead and then her ears.  "That's it, baby... spread your legs so Jerry can do it.  Let him lick your pussy, baby," Ron whispered sending tremors all through her body.  Then Jerry fulfilled his dream of cunnilingus with what he thought was the sexiest woman he'd ever seen.  He licked Betsy's cunt nonstop and his tongue danced, as if it was on fire. 

Even now Betsy was ashamed of the way she responded.   Ron whispered softly and he rained tender kisses on her ear while moving his body to the side.  This left Betsy's chest exposed and Allen attacked like a starved maniac.  Her face felt hot and flushed and Ron held her steady while he urged Allen to suck her nipples.  Betsy had tried hard to merely listen to Ron and block out everything else but that proved impossible.  Now she focused, as hard as she could to see the truth, knowing it had taken her a long time to forgive herself.

"That's it baby... Cum for me, baby.  Cum for me and the boys.  I told them you were the best.  That's it!  Holy fuck... I love watching you cum baby."  It was a horrible movie when it flashed into her head and she watched her hips thrusting madly at Jerry's hungry mouth.  His tongue lapped her clitoris and she squirted love juices down his throat.  Jerry drank from her womanly fountain and his cunnilingus would be just a horrible memory for Betsy.

Numerous times she had whispered, 'this can't be... can't be happening to me.'  Then she realized that indeed she was experiencing an orgasm with a stranger and her loving boyfriend had given his consent.  Suddenly she could hear Ron coaxing her on and Allen cheering for his buddy.  "Go Jerr... eat'er.  Holy fuck man... I think she's cumming," Ron yelled at his buddy.  "Look at her ass go man... you're eatin' her out like a monster."

Betsy now knew she surrendered her spirit that fateful night.  In her mind, she was doing everything to make Ron happy because she was in love, or so she thought at the time.  It proved to be the beginning of a chapter in her life, which she was not proud of.  After the demoralizing climax, Betsy was too ashamed to fight back.  She was numb when contemplating what was worse, no Ron in her life or being shared by his friends?  Sadly her mind shut out the truth and she chose the wrong path.
 
All she remembered was Ron beside her during the orgasm giving his complete blessing as his buddy ate her out.  She lost track of the number of times she said, 'this can't be happening... not to me.'  The memory was horrifying but she willed herself to continue the daydream even knowing things got worse.  Betsy watched the dream unfold from a lofty perch, as if it were happening to some other woman.

She was a complete wreck after the orgasm.  Betsy was vaguely aware of Allen coaxing her onto her hands and knees and her heart was still racing a mile a minute.  Ron knelt beside her and he spoke sternly into her ear with a challenging voice.  "I've waited for months to see this... watch you get banged by a real stud."

Being overly sedated by guilt and shame from what had transpired already, Betsy waited in the precarious doggie position.  Ron made sure her arms were bent so that her upper body rested on her elbows, which dug into the bed.  Her knees were pushed apart to give her extra balance and Allen moved in for the kill.  At first, Betsy didn't realize what he was doing but then she trembled frantically.

Her head drooped down between her forearms with her forehead resting on the bed and then she felt it.  Allen began the slow, intense pecker spanking.  Ron had pecker spanked her before, but this felt different; the mass of the organ was much greater than Ron's.  The sound of his heavy cock slapping her bare ass echoed through the dungy hotel room, which was most likely heard by the rooms next-door.

Betsy remained spread-eagled on the bed dreaming, and letting the degrading events pass through her head.  Her arms were high above her head and her wrists were bound to the bed by imaginary handcuffs.  Even now she rolled her shoulders around, as if she was struggling to get away, but like twenty years ago, she stayed a prisoner.  Betsy had heard her girlfriends talk about a man's size and how it was far more pleasurable having sex with a man who had a big penis.

Allen was still spanking her with his over-sized cock and she shivered with each slap.  Her eyes were ablaze watching it all happen.  Jerry was going out of his mind watching his buddy getting ready to mount Betsy.  He pushed Ron out of the way so he could get close to Betsy and tell her what he was feeling.  Compared to Jerry, Ron was far too nice.  Jerry craved dirty, perverted sex.

"You're gorgeous... the sexiest bitch I've seen," the vile man said.  "Keep that ass in the air, Honey.  Al's gonna fuck the shit out of ya... make you his bitch," Jerry said sending shivers up her spine.  "Wait till Al gets that fucking monster dick in your sweet cunt.  When he does... you'll bark like a dog or I'll pull every fucking hair out of your pretty head."

Jerry was in control and he loved the feeling.  "That's it bitch... can you feel his cock smacking your beautiful ass?"  He grabbed her head and held it above the sheets by twisting his fingers in the long, curly strands and yanking hard.  By this time, he had all of Betsy attention.  "Holy Christ... he's rubbing the big, fucking head of his dick through your snatch.  I bet that feels good... doesn't it, honey?"

At the time, Betsy twisted and struggled but her hips weren't moving.  Allen had his fist around his enlarged cock and he was rubbing the wide, flared head up and down through her pussy crack.  Every few moments, he threatened to shove the head into her vulnerable opening but held off.  Allen wanted her to suffer and he prolonged the devious assault.  There had to be something different about this man but at that precise moment years ago, Betsy was still unsure.

All of a sudden Betsy began to whimper remembering the devastating consequences of how she acted that night.  To this day, she still remembered it as the climax of the century.  She had to see the orgasm again and the brilliant scenes rolled across the movie screen of her darkened eyelids one more time.  Her heart beat increased drastically in anticipation of what happened and now she was going to watch the rerun.

Three determined men held her in the perfect doggie position.  Allen rubbed his magnificent cock through her wetness and he purposely lingered over her swollen clitoris with each pass.  He made sure to caress the swollen clit with the tip of his penis by holding the head directly on top of the bud while moving it in a small, circular motion.

Betsy's eyes were on fire trying hard to fight these overpowering men and Jerry's rugged face was right in front of her.  "Honey... you've got the prettiest ass in the world.  When Ronnie bragged that you were the best piece of ass in town... well, we just had to find out," Jerry whispered.  His dire prediction stopped her breathing but not her heart.  "I guarantee, Honey... you haven't felt anything until you feel Al's big cock inside ya."

Betsy stared back at the man unable to comprehend what he was saying.  Suddenly she felt it.  The head of Allen's cock slipped into her wetness spreading her cunt-lips wide, wider than she'd ever been spread open before.  Then he thrust just enough with his hips to embed three or four inches of thick meat inside her and Betsy let out a dire moan.

Allen put his big hands on her hips and held her steady.  He had reached a wall and felt her tightness preventing any further penetration.  Skillfully he worked his pecker in and out an inch at a time until the thick shaft was coated with lubrication.  Suddenly Betsy's breathing was ragged and extremely uneven, as she expected the worst.

She heard Allen beckoning his buddies for help.  "Gimme her arms... it's time to make her my bitch," Allen said.  His voice broke with excitement, as Ron and Jerry grabbed Betsy's arms forcing them backwards.  Allen grabbed her around the wrists and pulled back hard so that her upper body straightened in the air.

To this day Betsy still remembered it like it was yesterday.  Her eyes were tear-filled and she looked straight ahead into a large vanity mirror.  The movie played and Betsy remembered wondering why she wasn't stronger.  She should have fought harder, she reasoned.

The image in the mirror was devastating.  She was kneeling with her upper body being held steady above the bed with Allen holding her arms behind her back and pulled straight backwards so that it arched her back severely.  Her eyes bulged when she noticed her boobs hanging down and swaying like crazy.  At first she didn't know what was really happening but Allen quickly put it in perspective. 

All of a sudden, Allen thrust with all his might and his sword sliced through her inner being.  The fleeting pain lasted mere moments and Betsy felt him sink deeper than anyone before.  She watched her tits swaying and realized she must look utterly slutty to Ron and Jerry who were also staring into the mirror.

Everyone was talking at once and she recalled each man's words.  "Sweet Jesus... What a set of knockers!  Look at her tits... they're jiggling like crazy," Ron said.  "That's it, Al... bang'er... make her your little bitchie," said Jerry.  "Bitch has a tight cunt," grunted Allen. "Well, it won't be so tight for long."

As Al pummeled and ravaged her, Ron's excitement was very evident by his overly dramatic face in the mirror.  "I told you guys... she's the best fuck.  Just wait... just wait until you see'er," Ron whispered.  "It'll blow your mind when you see her climax."

But it was Allen who robbed her sanity.  "Push back, bitch... harder... harder!" Allen shouted.  "Fuck me back!  Yeah, baby!  That's it!"  Betsy would never forget the reflection of lost abandonment when she stared into the shining glass.  She remembered praying for strength even though she knew all hope was lost.

Relentlessly, Allen drove his massive cock into her inner being like a savage beast.  Betsy could hear him yelling at her but she was completely oblivious of what he was saying.  He treated her like a dog but she was beyond caring.  Allen was brutally thrusting in and out with his powerful hips driving madly at her bare ass-end.  Whenever he drove his pecker into her deepest regions, he pulled back hard on her arms, which he kept pinned behind her back.  The loud slapping sounds blended perfectly with all the ravenous cries of the men and the sight of her full tits bouncing wildly in the mirror sent shivers through Betsy.

Betsy felt it coming when the first tremors rocketed through her abused body but she had never experienced the height of such passion.  She vaguely heard Ron's voice in the background and it made her shudder even in her dream.  "Baby... holy fuck, baby.  An orgasm... you're having an orgasm with Al inside you," he said.  "Go!  Baby, go... give him all you got.  You're the best."

Betsy couldn't watch anymore.  The scenes of her going through the most passionate yet debasing climax of her life, up to that point, made her sob.  It was too shameful knowing she was filled with so much lust that she had lost complete control.  Betsy considered all three men wild animals, but then she realized that her desire was also untamed.

Betsy's eyes fluttered open.  It took her a few moments to realize where she was and realize that her body was completely covered with sweat.  The devastating memory of how Ron betrayed her was too much and she needed to take a break.  She was totally exhausted even though she merely visualized about the past and didn't do any physical exercise other than lay spread-eagled on the bed.  The final shocking details that she remembered were of Ron departing the hotel that night and leaving her with his two friends.  It had been late and Betsy vaguely heard Ron giving his buddies the excuse that he had to get home before his wife got suspicious.

Her boyfriend left her with two strange men, to do with her as they pleased.  Betsy couldn't remember how many times Jerry and Allen had sex with her, but she stayed in the hotel room with them all night.  Stamina and getting rejuvenated was not a problem for the two men, as they found Betsy exceptionally sexy and stimulating.

Finally she rolled around on the bed letting her muscles stretch and relax after such a long dream.  Betsy longed to get up, as she needed something to eat, but one more sordid element flashed into her head.  'One more... just one more scene, then I'll get up,' she whispered.

She would always remember the first blowjob with Allen.  At some point during the night, he shoved his semi-hardness in her face and demanded she make it hard.  With no other alternative, Betsy put her hands on Allen's cock and began the arduous task.  No one was more surprised than Betsy when the pecker started to swell.  It was utter magic.

Jerry would never forget the show either, as he watched his close buddy getting sucked by a goddess.  Allen's cock quickly got hard and throbbing.  He pulled backwards until the head slipped out of Betsy's mouth and then he rubbed his enlarged cock all over her face.  Suddenly Allen wanted more.  "You do it... rub it all over.  All over your face... your neck... and your tits," Allen whispered.

His order took her breath away.  Betsy shuddered at the images of how she obeyed the man that night.  Her small hand was on his cock with her fingers wrapped around the thick, throbbing shaft.  She touched her flushed cheek, which was hot but not nearly as hot as his penis.  Betsy flinched with every caress but she didn't stop moving his prick all over.  Every time the flared head passed her mouth, she obediently licked it clean.

She rubbed her neck with the bulbous head.  And then she did it.  She had opened her eyes wide watching the head leave a wet trail all over her boob, and then her other boob.  At the time, Betsy was mesmerized rubbing Allen's cock over her body and suddenly Allen reached the end of his stamina.  He wrapped his fingers in her hair and held her head steady.  Then he rammed the head of his cock between her lips and down her throat so fast she choked.  By the time she stopped coughing, Allen was draining his monster.  She blushed remembering how obediently, her hand stroked the long, hard shaft and attempted to milk his huge cock, which she knew would please him.

When the final images of her drinking the last of Allen's cum rolled over her imaginary screen, she had enough.  She needed to take a break from daydreaming but first she thought, 'I have to finish this period of my life.'  It was during this chapter that Betsy realized that Ron might not be the man for her.  She would never share someone she loved with anyone and it dismayed her that Ron had shared her with his friends.

This chapter of her life unfolded almost as if Betsy was a pawn in Ron's porno fantasies.  She still remembered being driven home after that first night with Ron's two friends.  Allen had volunteered to drive her and the ride home had been very quiet and serene.

It wasn't until weeks later when Betsy reminisced over the dire events that she realized Ron wasn't going to leave his wife.  Still, Betsy continued to date Ron on a steady basis even after the horrible affair.  She reasoned that her mind refused to accept the fact Ron was just using her to satisfy his perverted sexual fantasies.  They continued to use a hotel, and even a different hotel on many occasions, but after the first gangbang, the scenario was always the same.

Betsy remembered the second time Ron forced her into a degrading affair.  They entered the hotel room and she was on pins and needles the whole time.  It had been the silliest thing when she saw Allen's smiling face and she felt a shudder of relief wash over her body.  But that had quickly changed when she noticed a stranger sitting on one of the beds in the room.  She remembered looking at Ron for an answer but he merely shrugged his shoulders, as if to say, 'you know what you have to do.'

So that was how the middle stage of her relationship with Ron transpired.  Initially it was Allen and a stranger.  Then it was two complete strangers, and after that Betsy lost track.  Not that there were many sexual encounters with strangers, she mused, but then again how many was too many?  Betsy forgot the strange faces because it went against her Baptist upbringing for a woman to have intercourse with men she didn't know intimately.

Allen she did remember as she had sex with him many times while Ron and others watched.  Jerry... maybe twice more, but the others, the others who used her remained nameless and faceless.  Strangely her conscience got duller with time and soon she was able to block out the sinful characteristic of it all.  When Ron picked her up, she knew what was in store for her, yet she willing went with him to be sexually exploited.

One aspect kept nagging her during her relationship with Ron.  She still cringed every time she remembered how her boyfriend bragged to the men after they had sex with her.  "She's the best, man... did you ever see a body like that?  She was born to fuck," Ron would often say to the men.  "Did you see that orgasm... Man, she's the greatest ass, ever!"

His crude, insulting remarks would make her cry.  Although Betsy found Ron's boasting horrifying, her tears were considered tears of joy by the men, which only made them more thrilled to be in bed with her.  Even to this day and at the age of 39, Betsy found it unbelievable that Ron coerced her into experiencing the most demoralizing thing... an orgasm with a complete stranger.

Betsy looked at her watch noticing it had been over three hours since she started recalling all the events of chapter three.  It was definitely time for a break, she mused.  She was weary from all the torrid dreaming and slowly left her hideaway, letting her mind come back to the present.  That brought a smile to her pretty face knowing that Danny was now the man in her life.

As she slowly walked out the door of the spare bedroom, her mind considered the next chapter.  Betsy was very glad for the opportunity to be home alone so she could write the book of her life story.  She flipped the page and realized the next chapter would see her relationship end.

THE END
I will continue Betsy's weekend in a second story.  I promised her that I would write about her first 39 years and then we can fantasize about the future.  I hope readers don't find this type of flashback too confusing but I wanted Betsy to think about all the things that happened in her life before turning 40.  Betsy is probably the most appealing woman I know, and strangely, I am not sure if she is not the wittiest, smartest woman... or the craziest.

Please send me your feedback, as I always appreciate readers who take the time to write.  The next chapter will be posted very soon.

The news was met with cheers from those who realised that the weekend was about to start early, and boos from those who where cursing the fact that the school had installed Air conditioning in the new building just last year!

Never had I been so happy to be having maths on Friday afternoon. My next dilemma was how to get home. My mother normally collected me, since her divorce from my arsehole of a father we had moved to another part of town and it meant a four bus journey, so it was much easier for her to collect me. But now at 1pm, she would still be at work and I certainly did not have enough money to get the four buses home.

I scurried around to my mate Mat to ask him if he was staying to play football, but he said he had just called his mum and she had said she would pick him up, but he said he would ask her if she would mind dropping me off. It would have been quite a diversion for her but it was worth a try.

I went with Mat to the main gates and when his mum turned up he spoke with her through the open window and she had agreed to drop me almost at my door. I thanked her and jumped in the 4 x 4 and we set off. Mat's mum was a nice lady, a bit plump and always seemed to dress down, even so, I had often thought about her being naked and teaching me the "ways of the world" as I presumed most 14 years olds did about there friends mums. Of course I never discussed this with Mat but often wondered if he felt the same about my mum. If I had to be honest, I had sometimes thought about it with my own mum.

She had been given a real rough ride from my father, whose occasional drinking habits became more and more frequent around the same time as the bruises started to appear on my mum's pretty face. However my mum always denied that anything was wrong until one day he had decided that hitting one member of the family was not enough and had given me a black eye I would not forget in a hurry.

That was the last straw for mum, and within a couple of weeks we had moved out across town. I never wanted to move so far, seeing as I had been only a few streets from most of my friends, however we had a choice of moving to a grubby 2 bed flat just down the road  or a nice 2 bed house some 10 miles away. Mum and I had both agreed the further away from my father the better and it gave us a good clean start.

Mat's mum was kind enough to drive me all the way home and dropped me at the top of my road, she avoided going all the way as it would have meant getting caught in the one way system so I was more than happy to walk the last five mins. I said my thanks and told Mat I would see him Monday; I grabbed my bag and wandered off down the road.

I looked at my watch and realised that it was only 1.40pm, Mum would not be home until 4pm, so I had plenty of time to get in and have some masturbation time, I was always looking for chances to wank off, and loved playing with my favourite toy since I had discovered how good it made me feel. I had a few porno mags, which was handy as we had lost our internet connection since we had moved and were still some way off getting the PC set back up. Hmm, yes, a wank and shower would suffice for me before mum got in. I would call her as soon as I got in to let her know I was not at school and then get down to some serious cock handling sessions.

I approached the house and realised that I would have to go in via the utility room in the garage as I did not have the front door key, this meant going down the alleyway to the back of the house, and thus I did not get a chance to see my mum's car parked in the drive way.

As I went through the overgrown alley, I entered the garage and used the spare key to unlock the utility room door to the house. As I unlocked it I could hear moans coming from the kitchen. I was fully aware that these moans where of a sexual nature and wondered what the hell was going on.

I very quietly opened the door an inch, knowing that the utility room lead to the hallways which in turn lead to the kitchen. I peeked through the crack of the door and could only see some shadows in the kitchen, there seemed to be two people in the there, and I could hear my mum clearly involved in some kind of sexual pleasure. The though crossed my mind that I was about to catch my mum playing with herself, instantly my young cock sprung into action in my pants. I knew it was my mum but the thought of a female in my house masturbating.....well it's enough to drive any 14 year old male into overdrive!

Opening the door wider I tried to see more, but was blocked by the hall wall. I had to get out to investigate further....
Should I go to look?  or should I just sneak up the stairs and pretend I heard nothing. Ok, oh course the sensible thing to do was to disappear back out the garage and go around the front, ring the bell and save my mum the embarrassment, but in these situations, your cock just takes over and suddenly you start to think about what might happen if you caught your mum in a sexual position......would my mum be annoyed or would she open her arms and let her son join in....the latter was of course the only option in my perverted day dream.

I sneaked out of the utility room, mum moans now getting louder...

"Ohhh yesss fuck me....hmmmm, god it feels soooo goood"

"That’s it you whore....feel that hard cock in you...."

I stopped in my tracks....not only now did I realise that mum was not alone, the other voice was one I recognised instantly and it belonged to Mrs Kennedy....the lady who lived next door.

I froze. This woman had become a close friend of my mum's since we moved in, she too was divorced, however this woman was about 60 and not only was she rather fat, she was also a rather ugly hard faced looking woman, the sort of woman that you wonder why anyone would have married her, let alone wanted to wake up next to her each morning!

I stood against the wall, heart beating faster as I listened to the woman in my kitchen

"Come on bitch, ride that shaft, move your arse back and forth and feel that length"

"Goddd yes, I can feel it, it's so fucking hot"

What the fuck where they doing? I edged forward trying to be as quiet as possible, I had to see what was going on, I reached the gap between the door and door frame and managed to peek........my jaw dropped, my eyes widened and what I saw not only shocked me but as I staggered back it totally blew my cover.......

As I had peaked through the gap, there was Mrs Kennedy sitting on the edge of the kitchen table, she had a white shirt on, that had been pulled open, her light blue bra was on display and one of her large tits where out of the cup, hanging down while the other was packed away, she had one leg up on the table with her knee level with the breast she had out. The other hanging down, her flowered skirt was pulled up and she had black stockings on with black ankle boots. Her right hand was between her open legs and she was playing with a beautifully shaven pussy.

I had never seen a woman like this in real life. She had a finger in her cunt and was looking down at the floor. Her glaze totally directed to my mum, who in turn was on all fours naked on the kitchen floor. My mother was looking up at Mrs Kennedy, but that was not the most shocking element....because behind my mum was Mrs Kennedy's Great Dane, he was on top of my mum and he was fucking her doggy style....quite literally.

My shock at what I had seen, made me stumble and suddenly both woman looked towards me.

"What the fuck???"

I completely froze and when Mrs Kennedy suddenly appeared in front of me I didn't have any time to react I just stood there staring at her

"What the fuck are you doing here" the older woman bellowed

"Who is it jenny?" I heard my mother enquire

"Stay there bitch, and I will bring our little spy out"

With that Mrs Kennedy grabbed me by the ear and dragged me into the kitchen, in full view of my mother

My mother looked shocked and totally embarrassed

"Kevin....what the? What the hell are you doing here?"

I didn't know what to answer

"He's been spying on us Claire, what are you doing home boy?"

"No, no I just got home, school has been cancelled this afternoon, I have a note, I just got in, I haven't been spying honest mum"

"Really, more like you were bunking off for the afternoon, you must have been there a while I can tell by the bulge in his pants Claire, he's been watching us"

"No I haven't honest I just got here" I pleaded, but it was no good regardless of it being the truth, the massive hard on I had developed told a different story

"So Kevin, you like to sneak in and spy on your mother do you...well shame on you, I think we need to teach him a lesson Claire"

"No, no Jenny, I must get up. Leave him to me"

"Shut up bitch and do as I tell you, remember you are my slut and you will do as I command right!!!”

"Yes mistress, sorry mistress"

"That’s better, or I will take away your privileges...and you don't want to upset Rory do you now"

My mum must have been in a trance or something because she was doing exactly as she had been told

"Sorry Kevin, but Mrs Kennedy is right, you have to do as she tells you"

At this point I became rather scared, and Mrs Kennedy took over

"So you dirty little boy, you like watching your mum do you???"

"err NO, let me go"

"NO!...so what the hell is that in your pants eh..."

She grabbed my stiff cock and dragged me closer to her.

"Looks like you are very pleased to see your mum naked on all fours to me"

"NO, I, I, I”

"Shut up and get down on the floor with your mum, get yourself on all fours"

She was quite a strong woman, however the shock of what had happened had certainly made me weak in the legs and I had no resistance to her as she pushed me to the ground.

Facing my naked mother. I got on all fours and suddenly Mrs Kennedy straddled me like a horse and grabbed my head

"Now walk to your mum, come on, giddee up boy"

Mrs Kennedy rode me along the floor until I was face to face with mum. All this time I hadn't noticed that Rory the Great Dane had just carried on jumping up and down on my mums back trying to find the same comfortable spot he had before my interruption.

"Now Kevin, I want you to say sorry for sneaking up on your mum"

I really was in no position to argue

"Sorry mum, i wasn't spying I promise"

"that's ok son...I know you weren't but now we must do what Mrs Kennedy says, she knows what is best"

I was very scared but at the same time couldn't help but be turned on by the fact that I was there in front of my naked mother on the floor, her pretty face clearly not showing any signs of being in a position she did not want to be in, her tits that I had stared at so often in the past dangling down, her sexy round arse that fitted so well in a pair of tight jeans, now raised in the air and her legs that I had drooled over for so many months, spread wide to allow the neighbours dog the opportunity to fuck her in the hole that I had longed to see for real from any woman, let alone my mothers.

"That’s good, now let me see you give you mum a kiss to show her what a sorry little fuck you are"

With that Mrs Kennedy pulled both our heads together and I kissed my mum on the lips like you would give you mum a good night kiss

"Ohhh noooo , Kiss him like you kiss me honey, I want to see your tongues together"

Mum did as she was told and she started to lick around my lips, I opened my mouth and let my mother put her tongue on mine and we swapped salvia, I stuck my tongue out more, like I had seen on the movies and really wanted my mum to enjoy kissing me. She reacted positively and wrapped her tongue around mine teasing me. It was clear that my mother was under some kind of spell and the fact that I was her son made no difference to her thoughts of wanting to kiss me.

Mrs Kennedy then pushed us closer and next thing I knew my mother and I were frantically snogging each other like two love sick teenagers.

"Ohhh that’s so nice, mother and son together, just think of how nice that feels Kevin, it's making you mum feel so sexy, and I bet you are making her nice and wet,"

It was not only having an effect on my mum, my cock was almost bursting out of my pants by now and I was wetter than I had ever been

"Right that's enough for now, you two, your mum really needs to get back to business...., she needs that cock back inside her"

Mrs Kennedy pulled me away

"Let’s get Rory's cock back deep inside that aching pussy of yours, you want it back don't you" Our mistress quizzed my mum

"Ohhh god yes, please, please let him fuck me again I need to feel his dog cock in my wet pussy"

With all the interruptions, Rory had started to wonder off and Mrs Kennedy got off me and went to grab her K9 friend back.

"Come on Rory get back to giving our little slut what she needs"

With that she lead the dog back to my mother, who had now buried her head back on the floor and was looking behind her, beckoning the dog in again

"ohhh please yesss, put his cock back in me mistress, I want him to fuck me again you know I love to feel his huge cock pumping deep inside me"

Mum seemed not to care that I was there anymore, she just wanted to get back to being fucked by this animal.

Mrs Kennedy got Rory back up on my mums back and grabbed his cock.

"Now come here Kevin, get here and help me get Rory’s big cock back inside your mum's hungry cunt"

I moved around on all fours and was told to lay on my back underneath my mum, our mistress got Rory to stand either side of me as I positioned myself according to her directions, I was looking straight up towards my mums shaven slit.

"That’s it now his hold cock and position it right by your mums wet hole"

It was the first time I had ever touched another cock and it was very different to mine, all red and slimly and much bigger, I held it near my mothers open cunt and Mrs Kennedy pushed Rory forward and I watched him sink his red tool deep inside my mothers wanton wet cunt

"Ohhh yes, fuck it feels goood, fuccccck meeee"

Once inside, Rory needed no more help and once again he resumed pumping his red penis into the warm hole he had enjoyed earlier....My mum continued to rock her hips in time with Rory's thrusts, trying to force more and more cock into her pleasure zone.

I couldn’t believe what I was seeing, but I knew mum was enjoying it.

"That’s it Kevin, watch you mum get fucked by my dog, see how much she loves it"

"Yes, yes I do"

"Now you know what your mum would love even more don't you"

"No, what?”

"She would love you to lick her cunt as Rory fucks her, have you ever licked a cunt before?”

"No I haven't are you sure mum wants that?"

"Ohhh goddddd yes, son, I would adore that, I love it when Mrs Kennedy eats my cunt when I am being fucked, and I would love you to taste my juices, please son , lick your mums wet cunt"

With that Mrs Kennedy was on the floor with me and was lifting my head towards my mother’s pussy. Instinctively I knew what to do, and I started to use my tongue all around my mum’s hairless hole. She was sweet tasting and I had no inhibitions in licking something that tasted this good.

"ohhh, he's a natural Claire...."

"oh goddd yes, he is, that's it darling suck your mummy’s cunt, lick it all over for me"

As I licked all over I kept on catching Rory's cock as he pumped in and out, it didn't seem to matter to him or me as I just lapped up the mixture of cunt juice and doggie cock. So much so that I found myself taking long licks of Rory's shaft right up into my mother’s hole

"oh Claire you should see this honey, he is not only loving the taste of your juices but he is giving Rory’s cock a good seeing to as well.......defiantly a case of like mother like son"

"Yes mistress i can see he is enjoying it, and I love it too, I am so horny and wet"

"Yes and I can tell from the bulge in his pants how much he is enjoying it"

I just carried on, eager to please these two women, indeed my cock was harder than ever before and I just wanted to keep sucking

As Rory fucked, mum moaned and I sucked....much better than any algebra lesson!.

Rory started to fuck harder and mum moaned more often, suddenly i could feel this doggies cock get bigger,

"That’s it my fucking slut, push harder, Rory is getting ready to give you his all"

I didn't know what that meant, but mum did, so I licked faster for her and she screamed harder as Rory's cock started to disappear inside her even more, his cock thickened and what looked like a massive ball suddenly slipped right inside my mum

"ahhhhhh fuckkkkk yesssss, ahhhhhh I fucking love iiiiitttttttt,"

My mum started writhing around uncontrollably and was clearly in a state of absolute bliss

"fuckkkkk he's coming in me    oh goddddd it feels soooo hot"

I continued to lick all of a sudden tasting more juices, this time a mixture of sweet cunt juice and now a thicker creamer liquid. I knew that Rory was shooting his load into my mum’s passage, I had always thought about sucking my own cum and had loved to lick it off my fingers and now here I was licking a load of spunk from a dog via my mothers soaking cunt. I lapped it up loving the taste and Mrs Kennedy knew it

"yesss, you are a dirty little cum sucker, just like your mommy, you make sure you suck up every drop of that juice and swallow it all, show your mummy what a hungry little fuck you are"

I licked a little while longer before I had sucked both parties dry, Rory seemed happy as well and he stopped pumping and jumped off my mum, his cock still stuck inside her as he turned away to face the opposite direction, standing on my chest as he did and almost breaking my ribs...

Next thing I knew Rory was nuzzling my crotch, and Mrs Kennedy let out an evil laugh

"Ha, looks like Rory has found something else he likes the smell of!”

I tried to move and stop the dog from sticking his nose between my legs, but Mrs Kennedy had other ideas, she straddled my mother and dropped to her knees, using her knees to pin my hands down

"Lets see what Rory makes of you then Kevin"

"No Jenny, don't, that's not right"

"Shut up bitch, you of all people should know....what Rory wants Rory gets!" and with that she slapped my mothers bare arse cheeks three times

"Yes mistress, sorry mistress"

The next thing I knew Mrs Kennedy was undoing my belt to my trousers and as fast as she could was yanking the flies apart. My boxers were soaking wet from my hard cock, and Rory wasted no time in getting his nose buried in the opening

"Ohhh what have we here baby, let me get that out for you"

Mrs Kennedy grabbed at my trousers and boxes and pulled them down my legs, my cock popped out showing it's full length. I didn't think I was that big but clearly it was enough to make Mrs Kennedy gasp

"Hmmm Claire, you just wait till you see what your little boy has become.....we're going to love playing with this later"

I was stunned by her comments.....love playing later...?”

Before I could say anything I could feel Mrs Kennedy's hand on my cock holding it upright and then I felt the weirdest sensation, Rory's rough tongue was licking my cock; Mrs Kennedy pulled back my foreskin and beckoned her dog to lick me. I knew my cock juices were sweet as I had often rubbed my hands over my wet shaft while wanking and then licked my fingers dry and Rory seemed to like it too!

"Good boy Rory, lick him all over I know you have never tasted another cock before, let alone a nice young boys hard tool"

Once again despite the thought of what was happening I was actually beginning to enjoy it and as Mrs Kennedy moved my cock about allowing Rory access to my balls and groin I was not far from shooting my load. She seemed to sense this and was eager to make things last a bit longer.

"Now Kevin, you are not going to struggle are you if I get off you hands?"

"No Mrs Kennedy" I responded...now too wrapped up in these perverted games to object

"Good"

And with that she got off,

"You see Claire, your son is loving it just as much as you did first time. He’s as horny as his mum, you should be proud of your little boy"

My mum was still attached to Rory but she seemed to be happy enough to let her son be dominated by the older mistress

Mrs Kennedy got off my arms and went moved to the front of Rory, she gave him a sloppy kiss and then lifted my legs up so she could pull my pants and trousers right off.

"Hmmm now lets see how good your little boy actually tastes; come on Rory let me have some of that delicious young cock"

Next thing I knew I could feel another tongue on my throbbing cock and Mrs Kennedy was giving me my first real blow job

"hmm oh Claire, he tastes lovely, It's been years since I had such a lovely tasting cock in my mouth...I’m going to enjoy watching you suck your son off later, but for now I am going to have my wicked way with him, ok?"

"hmm yesss mistress pleasure my son for me, he's a good boy and I know he let you do anything to him, just like his mothers loves you making me do anything you want"

"Oh yesss, it that right Kevin? Will you let Mrs Kennedy do what every she likes with you, after all your mum seems to enjoy it"

The fact that my mum was staying it was fine seemed to be the green light; after all I was enjoying myself at the hands of this woman, who quite frankly I had previously thought was a something of an old dragon

"Yes Mrs Kennedy, if it is ok with mum, then I don’t mind, I’ll do anything for you as well"

I'm sure it would not have mattered if I had objected Mrs Kennedy was in total control anyway.

As if giving her the go ahead, Mrs Kennedy went back to work on my shaft and balls, occasionally giving it to Rory to lick at as well, although he had now started to lose interest as the sweet juices were being eagerly lapped up by the older woman

"So Kevin lets see what else you have to offer this old battleaxe"

She lifted my legs up and started to lick down my shaft, over my balls and pushing my legs higher, began to move her tongue towards my arse

"Hmmmm, young tight virgin arse hole, just what I always wanted"

Mrs Kennedy was now darting her tongue around arsehole, something I had never experienced before, she was spitting on it and then licking it all over

"Mmmm, your arse tastes good, you like this boy?”

I had to agree

"Yes what"

"Yes Mrs Kennedy, I love you liking my arse"

"Good boy, now lift you legs higher so Rory can have a taste too, after all I like to share everything with my doggie you know"

I was tentative but couldn't help but want this sex crazy old hag to do what ever she wanted to me

I lifted and held my legs up,  Mrs Kennedy pulled my arse cheeks as wide as she could and buried her face in my crack using her tongue she forced herself into my shit passage, she continued to split on me driving me wild and my cock harder and harder.

Then she stopped and I heard her beckon Rory forward, he needed little prompting as I now felt his tongue eagerly lapping away my virgin arsehole.

"That’s a good boy Rory, have a good lick around that young sweet anal hole, just like your mummy did"

"Ohhh that's nice Mrs Kennedy, I like his tongue on my bum, oh please don’t let him stop"

As if now distracted, Rory’s cock suddenly popped out of my mother’s cunt and with it dripped a whole load of fresh juices that had been saved up in my mum’s wet fanny. Without even thinking I just opened my mouth and let it all dribble all over my face and onto my awaiting tongue. Mrs Kennedy saw this and instantly loved it

"Ohhh Kevin, that’s wonderful, lick all that cum from Rory and your mums hot passionate fuck session....Claire you just have to see how much he loves you and Rory’s cum juice"

"Oh mistress yes, i can see and it really makes me horny watching my son eat doggie cum with his mummy’s spunk"

I was now overtaken with lust and as Rory slurped away at my stretched arse, his cock was dangling just above my face, I knew I wanted to take his cock in my mouth and Mrs Kennedy could see the glint in my eye as well

"Looks like you want to suck that nice wet cock Kevin?, do you?"

"Oh yesss please...I would love to suck on his cock after it has fucked my mum, could I?, would he mind, I promise I will do a go job Mrs Kennedy"

"Hmmm as you asked so nicely, I am sure Rory would love you to suck his cock for him, he loves it when your mum does it. Get your mouth around his doggie penis and see how much he loves it"

I didn't need a second invitation and raised my head to take his wet red cock into my mouth.

"Why don’t you give him a hand there Claire"

"Ohhh yes I would love to mistress"

My mum moved her body and was soon joining me; she lay beside me and held Rory’s cock for me as I eagerly sucked on this animals prick.

"Oh mummy I love it, it tastes so good, would you like to suck it with me"

"Yesss son, I would,  let’s give Rory a blow job together and we can kiss each other at the same time"

As mum joined me so Mrs Kennedy went back to work on my arse, only this time she started to let her fingers wonder and began to put her index finger up my arse...I let out a cry of joy and she pushed deeper inside my tight arse

"Goddd yes that feels nice, ohhh Mrs Kennedy , please finger me push your fingers in.  It feels so hotttt"

The older woman continued to probe my anal passage with her experienced fingers.

"Ahhh, he has such a tight cute arse Claire, and you know he loves my fingers fucking him, I think we have got ourselves a really horny little fucker here you know"

"yesss mistress he is very keen, I am so glad that we can both be your little bitches now"

Being called a bitch just turned me on even more and one finger was not enough

"Ohhh pleasssee Mrs Kennedy, please fuck me harder, please finger fuck me with more fingers, I want you to stretch my arse with your fingers, pleasssee it feels soooo good"

The old whore loved it and responded, splitting on my ring and gently inserting two fingers in me and then slowly rocking my arse as she delved deeper into her 14 year old man whore. Mum then brushed Rory aside and planted her mouth onto mine, kissing me passionately searching for my tongue with hers. I was in totally ecstasy and hungry for more

Driven by total lust I just wanted these women to do more and more to me, and without even thinking about my actions I pulled my mum away and looked into her eyes

"ohhh mummy, please will you do something for me?......will you let Rory fuck me too?, I want to feel as good as you did,, I know you loved it and I want to have it too, please mummy would you like to watch me get fucked by that doggie cock too?"

"Ohhh shit baby....that is soo sexy, of course mummy would but I don’t think you could take him, he is very big and i don’t want to hurt you honey, and we need to ask Mrs Kennedy if that would be ok"

Overcome with desire now I was happy to beg for the same treatment that had clearly pleasured my mum so much

"please will that be ok Mrs Kennedy, will you let Rory fuck me like you let him fuck mummy, I know it might hurt but I would love to feel his big cock up my tight arse, and I know he would enjoy fucking me, please let him fuck me"

"Claire I told you he was a dirty little fucker didn't I, just like his mum, well I reckon Rory would love to fuck your tight arsehole, and you know I don’t care if he is too big, I think you will just have to take it, and I am sure your mummy wont mind watching him stretch your arse wide and seeing her son get fucked by the dog that has fucked her cunt so hard in the last few weeks"

The two women agreed and told me to get on all fours,

"Claire i think we might need to loosen him up first, get the oil"

"Now Kevin, stick that lovely round peachy arse up in the air for me and we'll get Rory ready for you"

I happily did as I was told; I spread my legs and pointed my arse ready for my invasion

Mum stood over my arse awaiting her instructions

"Now Claire, drip some oil into his arse and rub it in, stick your fingers up your sons shit hole and finger fuck him, while I get Rory in place"

"Yes mistress"

"Oh and while you are at it, tell your son what a dirty fuck he is, I think he likes that"

Mummy obeyed as she had done all afternoon

I felt the cold oil on my arse and waited for my mum to put her fingers where our mistress had been a few moments before; her fingers were smaller but no less exciting

"ohhh son you have such a nice arse, I'm soo glad you like mummy playing with it, I can’t believe I am going to watch my virgin son get his arse fucked by a dog, but I know you are going to love it, you will love it like mummy does and I am going to watch Rory put his animal prick in your sweet shitter and it will turn me on soo much to see my boy being fucked.....do you want that?, do you like your mother fingering your arse hole before you get fucked"

"oh yesss mummy, push your fingers up me, fuck me, open my hole so you can watch me take his cock in my arse, I want it mummy, I want to take it all so you can be proud of your filthy fuck hungry son"

Mums fingers were doing the trick and it was not long before  Rory mounted me and Mrs Kennedy was directing his cock towards my ready and waiting hole

"Are you ready you fucking dirty whore....ready to be buggered up your little shitty hole by my dog"

"Oh fuckkkkk yes, give it to me, put his cock in me, fuckkk my arse until I scream, fuck my shit hole hard and deep.............ahhhhhh fuckkkkk yesssss, fuckckkin helllll"

Rory had, with the help of these two woman found another hole to plunder, and he was going to enjoy it more than the first one.

I felt his cock inside me, stretching at my anal ring, he started to pump and Mrs Kennedy held my arse tight and pushed the dog deeper and deeper....he was massive and I was being split....but the pain was just too pleasurable to ever want to stop

"Goddddd yes, he’s huge.....fuck me make him fuck me harder, harder, rape my arse, i fuckckkin love his cock in me"

"Now get under him Claire, get under your son and watch my dog fuck his arse, and then suck his cock, give your son a blow job and make him cum in his dirty mummy’s mouth"

I was in a dreamland as Rory pumped my arse for the first time and then I felt my mums soft lips around my cock I couldn't hold back any longer

"Shittttt I’m cominnnnng mummmmy, I’m cummming"

Mum never said a word as I shot my load deep into her mouth, she just swallowed every drop of her sons orgasm while her mistress held my balls tight and the dog filled my arse. Mrs Kennedy held Rory’s cock firm to stop him forcing his knot into my arse and that seemed to stimulate him in to firing his load.

I felt the first wads of cum firing up my arse, deep into my stomach as I emptied the last of my loads right into my mum’s throat. As Rory pumped his last shots i collapsed and drifted into oblivion.

To be continued ???

email me at gwkent2003@yahoo.co.uk with comments or requests for part two

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This is my second story so Please contact me with Comments or suggestions at Maddogg_2514@hotmail.com

Finally, he leaves. It’s a little past 8:30 PM and you thought he would never walk out the door. Your son is spending the night with one of his school friends so you’ve got the whole house to yourself. You sigh a breath of relief as it’s so quiet you could hear a pin drop. You’ve been planning this night all week. The house is clean, everyone is gone and you start running a tub full of hot bubbly water to soak in . Along side the tub you’ve placed a number of scented candles that you’ve been hiding from your husband for several days now. Next to the tub you’ve placed a book that you’ve been dying to read based on the suggestions of a female friend. You run to the front door to make sure it’s locked and to peak out the window just to make sure your husband did not forget anything and may be on his way back to the house. Yes, the coast is clear. You take the phone off the hook and proceed to make your way to the bedroom and undress.

You step out of your clothes which happens to be an old ratty sweat suit. No need in giving your husband the impressions that you’ve got plans. Slowly you pull the sweatshirt over your head and underneath you’ve got on your favorite Victoria’s Secret satin bra that you’ve been saving for such a special occasion. The way it hugs and shapes your breasts are unbelievable. Next you step out of the sweatpants to reveal a matching pair of panties. Standing there looking at yourself in the mirror you begin to admire your body and how sexy you look. Thinking to yourself that childbirth hasn’t been that bad on your body. Wishing you had someone to share it with, even though you’ve never seriously thought about cheating on your husband but the thought has crossed your mind. You run your hands over the material of the bra and it feels so soft. While your right hand is caressing your breasts the left hand manages to make it’s way down to your panties. Inside you slip a finger right under the elastic waistband and then another finger until your entire hand is inside. The sensation is enough to cause you to close your eyes and you drift off into a state of euphoria. While continuing to massage your breasts you notice that your nipples have become stiff and erect. WOW, a feeling you haven’t experienced in quite a while. You pinch them and become totally aroused. But what do you do about it? Nothing, but you can’t stop yourself because it feels so good. The hand in your panties ventures closer and closer to your cleanly shaven pussy. Although there’s been no sex between you and your man you still like to keep things nice and neat. As your fingers reach what they’ve been searching for and you can’t help but notice how wet you are. Your middle finger begins to lightly touch your clit and the pleasure you feel is enough to make your knees buckle a little. After bracing yourself on the dresser you begin to stick one, two and then three fingers inside your pussy. You would have never imagined that you could be so turned on all by yourself. Just then you think, your tub is waiting. And there’s no sense in continuing simply because there’s no one there with you. You come back to reality and put on your robe and make your way to the bathroom. The candles are lit and the aroma of vanilla and jasmine fill the air. The lights are off and the only illumination in your bathroom are from the candles.

Slowly you let the robe slide off your shoulders and finally falling to the floor. You remove your bra and panties and finally step over into the tub. The water is hot but not too hot to where you can’t stand it. Before you sit down you again run your fingers across your moist pussy and notice your are still aroused. At this point you become a little upset because although you are all alone you wish there was someone there to share this feeling with. Lowering yourself down into the tub and finally coming to rest on the back side of the sloped tub you release the biggest breath of air as you finally feel at one with yourself and the world. You can’t imagine being anywhere else but there at the moment. About 15 minutes later you finally open your eyes and pick up your book and start reading. Page after page you find yourself being captivated by the title character who you find out is a lot like you. In a loveless relationship with a man who constantly takes her for granted. A woman who was pressured into marriage due to the fact that in their small town he was the high school football quarterback and she was the head cheerleader and everyone just assumed they’d end up together. But what they don’t know is that he is a physically and emotionally abusive guy. On the outside he was everyone’s hero. The clean cut, all American boy. But behind closed doors he was an alcoholic who would constantly drive to the next town to the local strip club where no one knew him only to come home drunk and with the smell of another woman on his clothes. Drunk and full of himself he begins to push his wife around and beat her until he passes out. You sit there reading and thinking to yourself, “I wish my husband would come home and think he’s gonna put his hands on me!” As serious as that sounds you can’t help but laugh. Laying the book down on the floor you close your eyes again and begin to massage the warmth of the water into your legs and thighs. “Oh, that feels good!” Suddenly your mind goes back to when you were in the bedroom all alone and the feelings you were getting playing with yourself. Again, you start to massage your clit under the water and, yes, again those feelings return. You can’t help but finger yourself because it feels so damn good. The longer you play with your clit the better it feels. Again, one, two and three fingers travel in and out of your pussy until you feel something stirring in the lower part of your stomach. It’s been a while since you’ve felt that feeling and you want it to last forever. The longer you touch yourself the stronger the feelings get. Until finally you reach the brink of no return. Your back arches and you splash water all over the place managing to put out a few of the candles. You cum in one massive wave after another. Your whole body is shaking and quivering as you finally relax and come back to earth only to find yourself alone again. Looking over at the clock on the wall you notice that it’s a little past 10:30 PM and getting late. Thinking to yourself, “that was fun and I really needed that,” you step out of the tub and begin to clean up. You figure you had better put the phone back on the hook simply because your son usually calls and says good night when he’s with his friends. Although he’s 11 and a growing young man he’s still a little bit of a momma’s boy. But you find that character precious about him. The minute you lay the phone on the cradle it rings and you pick it up thinking it’s your little man. “Hello baby” is all you get out when all of a sudden you hear the familiar voice of one of your girlfriends. “Girl, we’ve been trying to get in touch with you all night!” “What do you mean”, you reply. “Well, since the guys are out and doing their thang we figured why are they the only ones to have some fun.” All the wives and girlfriends of the boys have banded together and decided to make this a girl’s night out. You know, go get some dinner, hit a bar or two and have some laughs. You figure, what else do you have to do. You’re sexually charged and the sitting at home alone isn’t helping you any. “Ok, pick me up in about an hour.” You rush to put on some clothes, get your hair done and throw on a little makeup. You look absolutely stunning only to have had 1 hour to get ready. You again admire yourself in the mirror. Standing there is a tight little mini skirt that your husband likes to see you in but given the current situation you haven’t worn it in a while. It always fit your ass the right way. You’ve got on a form fitting bra that seems to push your breasts up a little higher making them stand at attention to any man looking. Over top of that you find one of your flowered print blouses and leaves a few of the top buttons undone to show off a little more cleavage than usual. You finish it off with a cute little pair of earrings a bracelet and a gold necklace. You look down at your hands and notice your wedding set. Do you wear them or not? Questions, decisions, what do you do? You figure to yourself that this is probably gonna be the last time you get to act like a single woman so you take them off and lay them on the dresser. After that you slip on a pair of 4 inch heels that really make your ass stick out. You think to yourself that you look like a hooker out on the prowl but at this point you don’t really give a damn. Tonight is all about you.

About 20 minutes later the doorbell rings and when you open it you find five of your friends laughing and giggling. They’ve had a few drinks and are feeling the affects already. One of them looks at you and says, “damn girl, if I wasn’t straight I’d do you myself.” “Let’s go” another one yells. So all of you pile into the SUV and head out. First stop was to the local eatery where you all throw back a few drinks and a nice meal. Laughing it up and having a good time none of you notice that you all have consumed 4 bottles of cheap wine, quite a few mixed drinks and yes, a few shots of tequila. But the massive meal has delayed the affects of the alcohol for the moment. One of the girls mentions that she’s heard of a new night spot across town and thought it would be cool to go. It’s ladies night so girls get in free all night. Looking down at your watch you notice that it’s a little past 1 AM. The night is still young. All of a sudden you get a call on your cell. You look down and it’s your husband. Not wanting him to know you’re out with the girls you don’t answer it. You check his message a few minutes later and he says that he and the boys won’t be coming home until they get their friend on the plane. Just based on earlier conversation with him you know that his plane doesn’t leave until 11:35 AM. You figure you’ve got it made. A night out on the town and away from him. What else could make this night any better? As you make your way to the club your friends start asking you how you and your man were doing. You tell them things are not going so well. And that the two of you are basically like roommates living in a loveless home. Just then one of your friends speaks up. Yes, the slutty one in the group. Every group has one. She looks at you and says, “girl, we’ve gotta get you some dick before the night is over!” You turn to her and say, “naw, that’s okay.” Knowing that you took care of that before you left the house. Everyone in the truck begins to laugh and giggle. Finally you pull up in front of the club and everyone piles out. Barely able to stand up straight and leaning onto each other you walk up to the door and the bouncer says, “Welcome to Club Rain ladies, come right on in.” Inside you walk into the hippest new hot spot to hit town. Around you see a sea of people ranging from 21 on up. And there are quite a few guys in the place, just ripe for the picking. Looking over the crowd you think to yourself, “I’m a married woman and I shouldn’t be here.” It doesn’t matter that you took your rings off, you’re still married in the eyes of God. You look at one of your friends and tell her you think that the alcohol is starting to take an affect on you and you think you need to go on home. Even though the girls all want you to stay you persuade them and they reluctantly let you leave. The one girl who’s driving offers to take you home but you decline saying you’ll catch a cab and that you’ll be alright. You don’t want to spoil the rest of their night. As you’re leaving someone bumps into you and spills a little of their drink on your arm. Over the music you hear a faint voice say, “excuse me, did I spill my drink on you?” Looking up and finally coming face to face, eye to eye with this stranger you notice that it’s not a stranger at all. But someone from your past. “Randy, is that you?” I haven’t seen you in some years. Yes, it was him, Randy, the guy who had the biggest crush on you every since you two were little. People just always thought the two of you would end up together. He always told you how he felt but you kept putting him off. Was it fear that kept you from crossing that line or did your feelings for him run deeper than you were willing to admit? Either way, there he was. Standing right there in the flesh. He answers, “Tina, I can’t believe my eyes. “What are you doing here?” You tell him you and some of the girls were out on the town and you started to get tired and decided to head on home. Randy replies, “can I offer you a ride? I’ve got my car out in the parking lot. I was getting ready to go anyway. Either the girls in here are too young or they’ve already got 5 or 6 guys chasing after them.” This wasn’t really his scene either so the two of you head out towards his car.

On the drive home the two of you start to reminisce about your younger days. While the two of you are laughing and having a good ole conversation suddenly he gets quiet. You don’t notice because you’re talking through the alcohol. Suddenly he turns to you and says, “what happened between us?” You look at him with a puzzled look on your face. What do you mean, you ask? Randy replies, “I mean, what happened between us? How much more plainly can I put it?” Randy says that he really had strong feelings for you and that he’s always hoped and prayed that you would one day give him a shot to make you happy, but last he heard you were getting married. At that point he gave up hope of ever being with you. Running into you tonight was a chance coincidence but one that he was not willing to let go of. Not this time. Not again. He looks down at your hand and notices that you’re not wearing a ring. Suddenly he’s got a glimmer of hope and asks you what happened. Not remembering you had taken off your ring you tell him that the two of you were still together and doing so so. “But you’re not wearing a ring”, he says to you. “Oh, that”, you tell him that your husband is out with his friends and you decided to pretend you were still single. He asks you how’s it going so far? You answer him, “not so good.” “I’ve spent the last 4 hours with a bunch of horny drunk girls and now I’m on my way home.” As the two of you pull up in the driveway to your house it’s about 4 AM but not wanting to go to bed just yet you throw caution to the wind and say, “you wanna come in for a cup of coffee or something?” Suddenly, there’s a knot in your throat because you can’t believe that you just used that line on him. He’s gonna think you’re now trying to pick him up like one of those lonely guys back at the club when the DJ announces “last call.“ Randy looks at you and says, “Won’t your husband mind a strange man sitting in his house?” Knowing that you really don’t care you tell him your husband won’t be home until around noon. Into the house you go. As you approach the door you fumble with your keys. Nervous like a giddy school girl trying to sneak in after she broke curfew hoping your parents don‘t hear you sneaking in.

The house is dark as you try to find the light switch. Finally finding it you offer him a seat while you go in the kitchen and make the coffee. When you reach the coffee maker you remember that you haven’t gone shopping yet and are completely out of coffee. You return to the living to deliver the bad news only to find Randy standing at your wall of pictures. There’s one of your parents, several of your brothers and sisters, other family members and friends. But the one he’s looking at is the large portrait of you in your wedding dress. He turns and tells you how pretty you looked and how you haven’t changed a bit. You return his gracious compliment with a thank you and the two of you sit down on the sofa. He’s on one end and you’re on the other. For the next 45 minutes there’s a nice little back and forth conversation. You tell him about your life and how you’ve pretty much become a home body. And that your life now revolves around your son and your home. Not as much your husband though. If he’s not in the house watching some lame ass sporting event on TV then he’s outside washing and wiping down his metallic blue Dodge Magnum. That car he spends more time with than his wife. Randy tells you about his past. From one failed relationship after another. Endless relationships that never seem to go anywhere. Some were gold digging women only out for money and others were women looking for their next baby daddy. But all in all Randy was happy with how his life has turned out. He still says that he loves and misses you but now that you’re married he focused his attention elsewhere and finally came to terms that you just didn’t want him in that way. After a few more stories and a few more laughs Randy says, “well, it’s getting late I’d better be leaving.” What do you do? You’re hoping he’ll do something. Make a move! Any move! At this point you want to tell him you too have feelings for him but you don’t want to lead him on because you’re still a married woman. You’ve always felt for Randy but the timing was never right. When you were single he had someone and when he was single you was spoken for. Do you let him slip out of your life again without knowing what it could be like or do you do something? As you both stand and head towards the door Randy turns around and tells you how nice it was to see you again and how much fun it was to catch up with you. He leans in to kiss you on the cheek and he lays the softest peck on the right side of your face. You close your eyes and all you can smell is the soft scent of his cologne. One of your favorites. Curve! You throw your arms around him and hold him for what seems like an eternity but in all actuality is just a few seconds. As his lips leave your face you try to find the courage to tell him to stay, please don’t go. But nothing comes out. Tears start to well up in your eyes and all he can do is stand there with a concerned look on his face. He asks you what’s wrong and you tell him, “nothing.” Randy says that he’s been knowing you all his life and you’re not getting off that easy. He asks you again and you finally break down. You tell him that your marriage is all but over. Your husband hasn’t touched you in months and when he does it’s only for his pleasure. He doesn’t care about your needs. Only his. Randy is faced with the biggest dilemma of his life. On one hand he could resist you and force you to honor your marriage vows, for better or worst. Or he could throw caution to the wind and finally do what he’s been wanting to do all his life, make love to you!

While still holding him in your arms you look up at Randy and say, “I need you to make love to me like you’ve always wanted to.” Randy is floored but by the time he has a chance to say anything you plant your luscious lips onto his and something happens. Before you know it Randy is passionately kissing you back like never before. His hands running up and down your back while yours are caressing the back of his head. Both of your tongues are fighting for position in each other’s mouth like a one on one basketball game. The longer you kiss the hotter things are becoming. Randy reaches down and scoops you up into his arms like a groom carrying his wife across the threshold on their wedding night. Finally reaching your bedroom he gently lays you down on the bed. He doesn’t turn on the lights and the only light coming in is from the moon high above. It’s a clear night and there’s a warm breeze blowing through the open window. He can’t help but notice the tears still streaming down you face. Doing so, he leans over and kisses you on your cheek again, tasting the moist saline solution that consumes your face. You look up and him and he down at you and all he says is, “don’t worry, I’m here for you and only you.” Looking down your body he notices the buttons on your tight blouse are straining to be undone. Beneath that he eyes the most perfect pair of breasts he thinks he’s ever laid his eyes upon. He then goes back to kissing your cheek and then on down to your ear lobe and then your neck. You quiver as every time he touches you sends chills down your spine. Not wanting to stop you look up at him and whisper, “don’t rush, my husband won’t be home for hours.” With those reassuring words he slowly begins to unbutton your blouse. He uses one hand to brace himself slightly over you while the other explores your neck then your cleavage. Lightly outlining the form that has been created by your bra. Slowly he releases one button after another until finally your shirt is completely open and just a faint memory to what use to be covering your breasts. Not wanting to completely remove it just yet he gets off the bed and grabs your hands and pulls you closer to him. Your legs are weak but some how you manage to stand on your own. Randy is looking deep into your eyes and he tells you that all his life he’s dreamed of this very moment. The day he gets to undress you and no one is there to stop him. He reaches up and begins to pull your blouse off of your shoulders. Randy tells you that he wish he would have made a move the one and only night he spent with you several years ago. Maybe your life would have turned out differently. But he was afraid of rejection at the time. He looks up at you again just to make sure you haven’t changed your mind. The look in your eyes is his green light to proceed. Like a feather in the wind the silky blouse gracefully falls to the floor. There you stand in nothing but your tight little mini skirt and your bra that’s fighting to restrain your luscious breasts. He begin to kiss and nibble on your breasts not yet exposing what he’s so long dreamt of . With every touch on your body you arch your back that much more pushing your breasts into the material of his shirt. Then again he gives you one of the best kisses of your life. Towering over you he feels the soft touch of your lower back then gradually making his way upward. You know what he’s looking for. Jackpot! He reaches the tiny metal clasp that’s holding your bra in place. Being a guy he’s had a lot of practice with this part. He reaches behind with his right hand and gently unhooks your bra. You feel the release of pressure on your breasts and a slight rush of air escapes your lips. With his finger he tucks it under the strap on your right shoulder. Slowly he moves it over your shoulder then the next. Until your bra is able to fall on its own. Again, to the floor to meet the blouse. There you stand, all exposed to him and what seems like the world. No one else has seen your naked body except your husband in years. Funny thing is that he has still not looked away from your eyes. Finally he takes a deep breath and looks down. What can only be described as one of the seven wonders of the natural world he takes his hands and works his way up your side then around to the front where he finally comes in contact with your breasts. Cupping them in his hands he begins to massage them and fondling your nipples. The sensation you are getting from his actions and sending electric pulses throughout your entire body. You can hardly stand it. You momentarily black out from the pre-game pleasure. Next thing you know he’s working on the belt to your mini skirt. With one swift motion he manages to get it unbuckled and your skirt unzipped. He kneels down to his knees and looks up at you. He tugs on one side then the other until your skirt has made its way past your nice round booty. He takes a deep sniff as he can smell the scent coming from your pussy. It smells like heaven to him and he can hardly stand it. Slowly, Randy begins to kiss down your stomach until he reaches the top of your silk and lace panties. This time he uses his teeth to remove them. They’re moist and damp and he can taste you in them. His hands now cup your ass and he squeezes each cheek like he’s kneading bread dough. You grab his head as he begins to kiss up your thigh. For some reason he stops and pays more attention to that birth mark on your leg. You know the one. Shortly there after he begins his ascent upwards until he finally reaches what he’s been wanting for all night long. Your pussy is so wet until it’s actually dripping and aching for attention. One drop hits his chin and in an effort to not waste another drop he spreads your legs and moves under you like a mechanic changing the oil on a finely tuned sports car. With delicate hands he works to give you as much pleasure as possible. Your eyes are closed and your head is now tilted skyward. You’ve managed to lean back on the dresser. Yes, the same dresser that began your night of pleasure. You think to yourself that this is wrong, this is so wrong but it feels so right. Randy now dives in. His tongue licks your dripping wet pussy from front to back. He licks like there’s no end in site. It’s like the only oasis in a desert and he’s drinking up as much of the liquid as possible. Massaging your clit with his tongue causes you to moan loudly. You never thought something so wrong could ever feel so right. He continues to lick you until you can’t take it any longer. You start getting that strange feeling again in your lower stomach that you had earlier in the night. You know what’s gonna happen next. Randy keeps licking as you brace yourself and then you explode in what seems like the largest orgasm you’ve ever had. Not even your husband has made you feel this good. Even during the good days of the marriage. He licks up every drop. You begin to cry again but this time it’s tears of joy. Looking up Randy sees you in a state of total bliss.

After about a minute or two you look down at Randy and say to him, “thank you, not it’s my turn.” Now, it’s time to return the favor. As Randy stands up you begin to get a hold of his shirt and pull it apart like some B rated movie. Buttons are flying everywhere but he doesn’t care. You expose his chest which isn’t nice and chiseled like most guys but what do you care. You and Randy never were the super model types. In his eyes you could be a runway model and in yours, he could be in a fireman’s calendar. Thinking of this sort of makes you laugh because you see the humor in it. You run your hands across his hairy chest and kiss him with every thing you’ve got. Then you begin to unbuckle his pants. As they fall to the floor you can’t help but notice the massive tent that has been formed inside his boxers. His dick is fighting to be released so you help him out. Slowly you pull the material down to finally reveal what you yourself have been longing to see. Randy’s dick! It’s beautiful. Unlike your husband’s it’s got form and shape to it. Massive veins running along its length from base to tip. And a slight ooze of precum is now beginning to erupt from the top like a volcano ready to blow. You lean over and with your tongue you lick the tip of his dick and taste his fluid. Sweet yet salty. But you don’t care. It tastes like honey to you. You open your mouth wider and wider as your take him inside your succulent lips. Up and down sucking his dick like a popsicle on a hot summers day. You go so deep that at one point you actually try to swallow it. Randy has closed his eyes and he tells you that this is the best blow job he’s ever gotten. Your tongue feels like velvet on his sensitive dick. The only time you take it out of your mouth is to lick the underside of his penis and then on down to his balls. Taking each one into your mouth you make Randy moan with pleasure. Again you work your way back up to his throbbing penis and with your hands you slowly begin to jack his dick. Randy places his hands on your head and by running his fingers through your hair he tells you that if you keep that up you’re gonna make him cum. You haven’t been this aroused in years so his statement is like music to your ears. Randy tells you again but you don’t heed his warning. Then all of a sudden you feel his legs clinch and go stiff. His hands are now holding your head down so far on his dick until it feels like the head of it is inside your throat. You feel him twitch and then jerk. And then it happens. He releases a massive load of hot sticky cum in the back of your throat. Shot after shot pulsates through the shaft of his dick and escapes inside your mouth. The one thing you’ve never done is swallow another man’s cum but this time is different. You gulp down what seems like a gallon of his cum. Only a small dribble makes its way out of your mouth and down your lips. Randy still has his eyes closed when you release your grip on his penis and you slowly crawl up onto him. The two of you eye each other and as one final gesture you lick your lips to make sure you get every drop. Showing him how much you appreciate his gift.

You collapse on top of him and that’s where you both lay for a while. You, still feeling the after shocks of your orgasm and him trying to recover from his. He’s got his arms wrapped around you and you’ve got your head relaxing on his chest and all the while you’re playing with his dick. Suddenly you feel it twitch and slowly but surely it springs back to life. You think to yourself, “good, time for round three!” Round one was for me. Round two was for him. And now round three will be an all out battle. It’s time you did what you’ve been waiting to do all your life. Continuing to play with his dick it seems to be harder than before. Randy is laying there thinking to himself that this must be heaven. To have the woman of his dreams laying next to him, naked as the day she was born, playing with his dick. Suddenly the bed moves and all of a sudden Randy opens his eyes to see that Tina has now straddled him. She’s come to rest on his legs and all the while looking dead into Randy’s eyes still playing with his now rigid member. He knows what’s coming next. You slowly lift yourself up and place one hand on his chest for balance you take the other one and position his dick right at the entrance to your sopping wet pussy. Gradually you lower yourself and as his dick makes contact with your pussy you left out a slight moan. You can’t take it anymore so you let yourself go and impale yourself on his dick. It’s like you are a virgin all over again. You pussy is so tight simply because it’s seen little action over the past year or so. Again, when you and your husband have sex it’s over so soon after it begins. You’re breathless and stop moving so you can adjust to this oh so foreign object that is now giving you extreme pleasure. Randy’s hands are on your hips and you can feel his penis throbbing inside you. You readjust yourself and he hits one wall . You try to shift again and he hit’s the other wall. “Oh my God, this feels so good! Why didn’t I do this years ago?” You think to yourself. The two of you begin to move in motion. You raise yourself slightly off his penis then again impale yourself onto it but never once loosing complete contact with him. He’s meeting you on every down stroke with an equally matched up thrust. Randy is thinking to himself that your pussy is making his dick feel like it’s being wrapped in the finest silk in China. That’s just how smooth everything is. His eyes open and the vision of you riding him is incredible. He reaches up and begins playing with your breasts which are bouncing with every motion. Taking your nipples between his fingers you are loving the sensations he’s sending through your body. You lean over and begin kissing him passionately all the while still riding his dick like a cowgirl at a rodeo. You haven’t been made love to like this since before your wedding and this is something you don’t want to end. Breaking the kiss Randy rolls you over so that you’re now flat on your stomach and he’s got the perfect vision of your nicely shaped ass. He grabs your hips and pulls you up on your knees. You know what’s next. It just so happen that being fucked from behind is one of your favorite positions. With one hand on your ass he guides his dick again into your pussy. Your back arches as he begins to slowly and methodically fuck you from behind. Your eyes are closed and all you can think about is one stroke after another this man is taking you to places you’ve never been before. You begin to play with your clit as Randy picks up the pace. Randy continues his assault on you for what seems like 30 minutes until you feel something happening. That strange feeling is starting to come back. But this time it’s different. You’ve masturbated before alone at night and even in the shower but for some strange reason this one seems like the mother of them all. You can tell Randy is close to cumming too because his breathing has become erratic and his strokes are now uncontrollable jerks. But never the less he’s made a promise to himself that he won’t cum until you do. You scream that you are about to cum and that seems to be the fuel on the fire that Randy has been looking for. Now, he’s pounding you with everything he’s got. You can’t stand it. For some strange reason you begin to think to yourself that if your husband could see you now then he’d know how a real man makes love to a woman. Closer and closer you are getting to releasing your juices all over Randy’s dick then you hear him say that he’s about to cum too. He tells you he’s gonna pull out and you scream at him to stay inside you. You want to feel his dick empty itself inside you. Than it happens. You cum in what could be the biggest orgasm of your adult life. All you can do is scream. A scream that can only be rivaled by some B listed actress in a second rate horror flick. At that very moment Randy grabs both your hips and shoots his load deep inside your womb. You feel every spurt and it’s just enough to keep your orgasm going as well. Randy grunts again as another shot of cum leaves his still throbbing dick. As both of your orgasms subside the two of you fall to the bed totally exhausted and dripping with sweat. That was the best fuck of your life and all you can do is sleep. You lay there spooned right next to Randy with his dick still inside you. His arms wrapped tightly around you and you in total bliss as you’ve just been made love to by someone who truly loves you. As you lay there you can feel his cum mixed with yours slowly leaking out of your well fucked pussy. Then you remember that you are not on any birth control and Randy didn’t use a condom. What if you get pregnant? How are you gonna explain that one? At this point you don’t care. Right now you wouldn’t mind carrying Randy’s love child. Then the both of you fall asleep.

Several hours later you wake up with Randy’s arms still wrapped around you. You’ve got a smile on your face like never before. The sunlight is flooding through the window and the birds are chirping outside your window like a scene right out of a Disney movie. Suddenly it hits you. You jump up startled and frantic. “What time is it?” Randy manages to open his eyes long enough to look at his watch. He mumbles to you 11:45. You race to your feet and tell him that your husband is on his way home and that he’s gotta go, now! Randy quickly grabs his clothes and gets dressed. You put on your bath robe and rip the sheets off the bed not wanting your husband to get the slightest hint that you just had sex with another man on the same bed he sleeps on. Randy makes his way to the back door because you tell him that you’ve got nosey neighbors and they might see you walking out the front door. Your driveway is hidden by a number of bushes and small trees. He can get out without anyone ever noticing he was at your house. But before he leaves Randy turns to you and gives you one last kiss. Not as passionate as those during your love making but just enough. He tells you that when ever you need him you know how to reach him. He slips his business card in your hand and on the back is his cell number. You want to cry but can’t. Funny thing is that when you look up at Randy he’s got a tear flowing down his face. He again tells you that he loves you and assures you that what happened last night will remain between the two of you. He knows that he can’t have you all to himself but he’s so grateful to have had you for one night. If the world were to end today he’d die a happy man. He looks you dead in your eyes and says, “I love you Tina.”

After one last embrace the two of you part ways. Randy goes to his car and as you hear the engine start up you shut the door then look out the window as he backs out of the driveway. You sit down at the kitchen table and rest your head in your hands. This time you cry. All you can say is, “I love you too Randy.”

As Randy drives away he turns on the radio in his car and finds some mindless radio station to listen too. Funny thing is that the first song he hears is “As We Lay” by Shirley Murdock. He starts to chuckle and continues down the road. About a block or two from Tina’s house he notices a car coming over the horizon. As he gets closer he realizes it a metallic blue Dodge Magnum. The very same Dodge Magnum Tina told him her husband has. Never really meeting Tina’s husband he slows up and looks out the window. As he approaches the Dodge the driver looks back at him as well. It’s Tina’s husband. Randy recognizes him from several pictures that were back at the house. They make eye contact and you give him the customary head nod which he politely returns not knowing that you just made love to his wife all night long. Randy rides off like a man who’s holding the only winning ticket in the mega-million dollar lottery. But is this the end for him and Tina? Only time will tell.

    As he left Sarah and Jason began washing and drying the breakfast dishes. Lisa sat there at the kitchen table sipping some coffee making small talk but still not saying a word about what she’d seen. This had Sarah so perplexed she just had to push her Mother’s buttons and see what she did. So she handed a dish to Jason who had his back to the sink facing their Mother. As she let go of the late she placed her hand on his stomach, slid it down slowly, and rubbed his cock through the sweat pants he was wearing. 

     Lisa didn’t say a word so Sarah did it again only this time she kept rubbing. She kept her hand on his cock and kissed him. It was a long sloppy kiss and still their Mother said nothing. Though they hadn’t discussed it Jason knew what she was doing. Sarah pushed down Jason’s sweat pants and his hard cock sprang to life. All eight glorious inches were at attention and Sarah wrapped her hand around it and stroked.

    Sarah didn’t let go of his cock as she stepped over to a chair at the kitchen table and took a seat. As she sat down she began to suck her brother’s cock right there in front of their Mother who still said nothing. She just quietly sat there watching them. Sarah sucked that big dick for a few minutes then turned and said to her Mother “Doesn’t he have the nicest cock Mom?” Lisa just quietly nodded.

    Jason pulled Sarah up and kissed her saying “Let’s go out into the living room where it’s more comfortable.” So they walked arm in arm out into the living area and Jason pushed his sister down onto the sofa. Lisa followed them but still said nothing; she just took a seat beside Sarah on the sofa.

    Jason pulled Sarah’s clothes off, knelt down, and crawled between her legs. He kissed her and she kissed back. Then he started kissing her neck and ears slowly working his way down to her small breast biting and kissing her nipples. He didn’t resist as Sarah pushed his head lower and was soon licking her pussy as their mother watched intently.

    Sarah looked at her Mom who seemed hypnotized by what she was watching. “Oh God Mom, he’s making my pussy feel so good. I feel like such a fucking slut right now.” She was pinching her nipples as she said this. “Oh his fucking tongue feels so good; he just makes me want to cum!” Sarah blurted out. All the while Lisa just watched intently without saying a word.

    Mom just watched as her son’s tongue brought his sister to a mind shattering orgasm. Jason was telling his sister “Yeah cum for me you fucking bitch. Cum in front of your Mother you slut.” And that just fuelled her fire and made her cum all the harder. Lisa smiled at them as she watched and listened.

    When her orgasm subsided Sarah was ready to be fucked. So she had Jason sit down beside their Mom and she crawled into his lap and guided his cock into her waiting pussy. While she started to ride her brother’s hard cock she reached over to her Mom and started to undo the buttons on her blouse. Lisa offered no resistance and even opened her blouse fully once it was undone.

    She started to rub Lisa’s breasts through the bra saying to Jason, “Mom has such nice tits, don’t you think so?” She slipped her fingers under the bra cup as she asked this.

     “I always thought Mom was hot,” Was Jason’s reply. “Get that bra off of her so I can see her tits you slut.”  As he said this he also reached over and started fondling his Mother’s tits. Lisa still said nothing but reached behind her back and unclasped her bra.

    They both rubbed and pinched their Mom’s now exposed tits and Sarah started talking directly to her Mom once again. “You like watching us fuck don’t you. You like watching his big hard cock sliding in and out of my fucking wet pussy.” She kept going; “I want you to say it Mom, I want you to say you like watching us fuck. Tell him you like his big fucking cock. Tell me you like my beautiful shaved pussy. Say it you fucking slut, say it!”

    “Oh God yes I like it!” Lisa finally spoke; she could take it no longer. “I like his big hard cock, and I like your sexy shaved pussy, and watching you two fuck is driving me wild!” Lisa then started to undo her jeans and push them off.

     “Oh yeah, like Mother like daughter,” Jason said and then adding, “Just a couple of fucking sluts. Yeah Mom get those clothes off, sluts should be naked. Show us your pussy; let us see how big of a slut you really are.”

     Lisa got her pants off and spread her legs wide exposing her hairy pussy to her kids. She started rubbing it and said “Oh Jesus watching you two fuck drives me wild, it’s so wicked and evil and I love it.” She continued with her foul chatter, “I’m so tired of being good all the time, I love this, it makes me feel like a fucking whore”

     Sarah went wild with lust and once again came in a mind shattering orgasm. She screamed “Oh God! Oh God, I’m Cumming! Watch me cum Mom! Watch me cum all over my brother’s cock!” and her body trembled with orgasm.

     As she caught her breathe she reached her hand down between Lisa legs. “Oh Mom you are so wet.” she said as she started to finger her. “I think you need some cock in you slut. I think you need to fuck your own son like the cock slut you are.” She dismounted and took her Mom by the arm and helped her to straddle Jason’s lap. She then reached between them and guided her brother’s cock into her Mom’s soaking wet pussy.

    As Jason’s cock slide inside of her Lisa lost all self control and started fucking him wildly. Then she felt Sarah’s tongue start to lick her asshole and she could take no more. She came nearly right away creaming ‘I’m such a fucking slut!” as she erupted. Her orgasm was the most intense she’d every felt. It was so intense it left her in tears afterwards.

    Now it was Jason’s turn to cum. Sarah pushed her Mom off of him and began sucking his cock. She sucked for a few moments before offering it to her Mom. Lisa opened her mouth and took her son’s cock into it intent on sucking the cum right out of it. Sarah started encouraging her “Yeah you fucking slut, suck your son’s cock! You’re going to swallow his cum aren’t you bitch! Suck that cock you fucking whore!” finger fucking her mother as she did so.

     At a few moments Jason exploded in his Mothers mouth. Lisa sucked up every drop and licked his balls clean. While doing so she climaxed again thanks to the furious finger fucking her daughter was giving her. As her climax subsided they all hugged and kissed one another knowing that this was the beginning of something wonderful.

"I'm awake." I rolled over to my back and let my mom rub my dick. We kissed eachother deeply. She pulled her hand away from my boxers.

"We need to work on your endurance. If we're going to be making this a regular thing, you need to know that it takes a lot to satisfy a woman at thirty. I know you're only fifteen but you're almost an adult." At that point she stradled me and started rocking back and forth on my crotch. She lifted he shirt a little so her white panties were exposed as she rode me. "Let's go to my bed where there's more room."

I followed my mom to her king sized bed. She laid down first and patted the matress next to her. I got in and we started making out. While we did this she ran her hands all over my chest and i shoved my up her shirt and fondled her huge tits. I lightly ran my fingers over her hard nipples and pinch them a little. Mom let out a little moan. She closed her eyes, titled her head back and bit her upper lip. I pinched her nipples a little harder and she took off her shirt. As she sat there in just her panties I laid her back down and began to kiss her all over her tits. Her breathing became heavy and ever time I closed my mouth around a nipple, she would whimper a little.

I sat back up to let her catch her breath. She commanded me to romove my boxers and they were flung across the room. She knelt before me and started sucking my cock. Mom's mouth was amazing. At that point in life I wasn't experienced with many blowjobs but my mom hit all the right spots. She started with slow, long strokes, running her tongue along my shaft. When she got to the tip, she would pop it in and out of her mouth and swirl her tongue around the head. I was in Heaven. She started bobbing her head up and down and squeezed my balls. After several minutes, I couldn't hold back any longer and came in her mouth. I shot several times into her mouth and she never let up. After that I fell back on the bed.

Mom crawled up to me and kissed me on the lips. "Now, it's my turn. Just stay there." I got really excited at this point. I was finally going to taste the pussy I've been dreaming about for years. Mom slowly and seductively removed her panties and handed them to me. I brought them to my face to inhale her scent. I felt the dampness in the crotch and licked them. I looked back at mom. Her hair cascaded down her should and she was on her knees. Her pussy was so beautiful, I can't describe it with words. It was covered with a thick, red, bush that matched her red curls. Soft pink, lips peaked out between her pubes and I was in love with my mom more than ever. She came over to me and knelt over my face. Her pubes that moved along her outer lips was matted together with wetness. I ran my fingers over her lips. "Oh god. Mommy, I love you." With that, she sat on my face. 

Mom began grinding her pussy on my face, covering it in juices. I stuck out my tongue and she soon slowed down and i wrapped my arms around her thighs, caressing the smooth skin and I began licking her cunt. I loved the taste and I shoved my tongue into her as far at in would go, She tasted sweeter the deeper I went. Mom was wailing. I looked up at her, her head was tilting back and she was playing with her tits. I reached up to play with them too while I continued eating her out. I couldn't believe my luck. I had my hands full of tits and mouth full of pussy.

My dick was getting hard once again and mom noticed. "Good boy, that what Mommy wanted." She turned around. "That's what I meant by working on you endurance." We were now in a 69 and my mom's ass was now in my face. I spread her cheeks and her asshole was just in front of me. I couldn't help it, I licked her ass. Mom squeeled so I did it again, and again. I began eating out my mom's ass. I copied what I did with her pussy. I stuck my tongue in and licked all around, it wasn't gross, it was delicious.

"Mom, I can't hold back any long. I need to fuck you." I cried out.

"Okay, baby. You wanna fuck mommy? Sit down and tell me you want to fuck me."

I sat up and Mom kneeled in front of me with a wicked grin on her face. "I want to fuck you Mommy. I need to fuck you. Please, Mommy, please."

Mom sat in my lap and guided my cock into her. She was so tight and wet. She wrapped her arms and legs around me and we kissed as she slowily rocked back and forth. "Oh, Jimmy, Fuck me, fuck your Mommy like a whore."

I never heared her talk like this and it made all the hornier. "Oh yeah. You like that Betty." My mom slapped me when I said that.

"Mommy, you little bastard. I am your Mother, not some little slut from school. Now fuck me."

That slap just turned me on even more and I began to fuck her harder. I pushed mom off of me so she was on her back. "Fine, Mommy, want me to fuck you like a whore." I plunged deep into her and thrusted with all my strenth. Mom started grunting and I fuck her as hard as I could.

"AAAAHHHHHHH. FUCK YOUR MOMMY! FUCK YOUR MOMMY! AH MOTHERFUCKER, FUCK ME, FUCK ME FUCK ME! COME IN MY FUCKING PUSSY. COME IN MY PUSSY YOU LITTLE BITCH!"

"OH FUCK YEAH MOMMY! YOU HORNY LITTLE SLUT. YOU FILTHY WHORE. AH FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FFFFUUUUUUUUUUCCK MMMMMMMEEEEEEEEEEEEEE." My cock erupted into my moms pussy. My orgasm was mind blowing and as my orgasm subsided was when mom's hit her. Her eyes rolled up so only the whites were showing. The juices were gushing out of her drenching me. We were both covered in swaat and out of breath.

We lay next to each other for several minutes just catching our breath. Mom then leaned over me and said "I think you should sleep in here from now on. Mommy needs you in here."

"Anything you want, Mommy. I love you so much, you can have anything you want." 

I was studying X class.Once prem saw me seeing the cleavage of krishna. He gave a smile and asked what i was seeing.I didnt accepted i was watching krishna. He saw my bulge in pant. He touched it with his hand. But i moved it away. He told he would tell everyone if he didnt allow. So i allowed it. He started pressing my cock over my pants.I got very moody. He moved his hands all over it and started to press it from different sides. I was thrilled as all the students wer around and class was going on.

After that he started doing it every day. One day he was doing something with my underwear in jeya's class over my pants. I asked him what and he told he was bringing my cock out of the underwear. I was very erotic and i allowed him.The tip of my cock has always been sensitive. He found it and teased it. Atlast he pressed it very hard and i came in my pants. He smiled and started teasing me. I had to hide it until i went home. From that day he took the cock out of my underwear daily. One day he suddenly pulled down my zip and took the cock out. The breeze of air brought shiver into me. I asked him to leave it. But he pushed my hands aside and started masturbating it. Once he even humiliated me by leaving the zip open and not allowing me to close it while getting up. But he kept my cock inside. My friends started laughing at me. Once he made me suck his cock in the toilet.This happened until he was made to sit in another bench.

One day jeya called me and told she wanted to meet my mom.She complained to my mom that i was not learning well and asked her to leave me with her for two days. My mom told she was going to another city the next day. I can be in jeya's house for next 3 days. I was shocked.

The next day evening i went to her home after the school was over. I took dress with me. She sat near me and gave coffee. She asked suddenly asked "Wat r u and prem doing in class hours" I told"mam,errrr...". She told "I know everything. shall i tell it to ur mom?" I told "no mam. I beg you." she told "if i should not tell u should do whatever i tell and u must be an obedient slave" I told "ok". She told "Go to bedroom". I went there. She came there after some time and she sat on my crotch. I couldnt bear her weight as she was very fat lady.

She suddenly removed my shirt and vest. I found what she was upto. I was seduced a lot. She held my hands up with her hands and bent and started licking and kissing my nipples. I was in heaven. Suddenly she started biting it very hard. I started shouting and crying "Ohhhhhhhh... Pleeeaase..... its paining" She shouted "shut up u son of a bitch" I was shocked to hear these words from jeya. She started doing this alternately on both my nipples. They became red. I started crying. She shouted "shut up" and went down to remove my pants. I tried to resist but she pulled them off. Then removed my underwear too and tore it off. That was when i found a camera recording all these things. I hid my crotch with hands due to humiliation. But she moved my hands away.

She spread my legs apart and started licking my cock and balls. I was in heaven though i could not forget the pain in my nipples. suddenly she grinned and started biting my cock harshly. She kept her teeth tightly over my cock and pulled it suddenly causing rashes in my cock skin. I jumped with a jerk. She then pulled me to the bathroom and poured antibiotic lotion over it. I shouted in pain and tried to run away. But she held me and poured it. It was burning over my cock. SHe washed it and brought me to bed again.

She stood over me and kept her feet over my mouth and asked me to lick it. It was dirty but she commanded me to lick it and clean all the dirt. I licked her feet lightly. Until all the dirt were gone.

She lifted me and threw me over the bed.Then someone knocked the door. It was anand-her husband. I thought she would leave me now. But she told"come in hubby it is open" Anand came in and smiled "so u got a slave when did u start" She told "just 15 minutes". He asked"did u touch his ass". She told " I left it for u to give first touch". I was shocked.Anand was a old man lean one fifth to the size of jeya. His body was full of wrinkles. He undressed and became nude. His cock was long about 9 inch. But one would vomit seeing it.

It was full of hair and the cock was swollen. He lay over me and started to hug me.I was reluctant. But jeya pulled me down to the bed.Anand brought his cock near my face. I was about to vomit as it smelt really bad with full of piss. He held my head and pushed it into my mouth. I closed my mouth. Suddenly jeya went down and pinched my nipples which made me open my mouth. It went in. I was not even able to breath. He fucked my mouth for about 10 minutes. Through out this time Jeya was pinching my nipples. I was in total pain. Then i was turned to lie on my stomach. I knew what was going to happen. I shouted "noooooo.. dont fuck my asss.. It is harmful" But Jeya just lifted my ass upwards. I felt i couldnt stop it. Anyway i tried to control it. I shouted "please dont do it fast.. Do it slow" Anand told "You deserve this. U son of a bitch" Telling this he pushed his cock from a long distance with a lot of speed that the whole 9 inch went inside my ass in one push tearing my anal tract. I jumped and gave a huge cry."noooooooo..." Blood came from my ass.It felt like metal stretching the anal tract and it was tearing like cloth. But he didnt stop it and fucked me very fast.

My ass was burning and bleeding. I was shouting throughout the fucking time. Atlast he came in my mouth. I refused to swallow. But jeya's look made me swallow it. I lay on bed panting and crying. Anand slept beside me. Jeya told "now its my turn U can enjoy a bit now".Telling this she removed her saree exposing her belly and her deep navel which i always craved to see.My cock became erect. She let me lick her belly. I held each of her fatty flesh and licked them well. Then she removed her blouse leving her only in her bra and petticoat. Her belly was hanging as she had lots of fat. I could see her stiff boobs in contrary to krishna whose boobs were hanging. She askeed  me to lick my armpits. I refused. But she hit my balls and i fell back in pain and then she pushed her armpits over my mouth and asked me to lick them. I had to lick them.

While doing them i unhooked her bra. This made her bra fell down. She gave a terrified look and shouted "U mother fucker.. how dare u remove my bra without her permission and pushed me down and started to run her fingers into my ass and hurt my anal tract with her nails. I shouted"pleeeeeeese. forgive me" She didnt leave me until she tasted blood. Atlast she made me sit and have a glimpse of her boobs. They were really smooth sithout wrinkles with black big nipples. She pulled me to lick them. I licked them for half an hour. Then she got down the bed and pulled up the lace of her petticoat which made the petticoat to fall down in a fraction of second and she came out of it.I could see her giant but stiff thighs and legs. Her legs were strong and hairy. She turned around to show her ass. WOW! the biggest ass i have ever seen. She cam over the bed and made me lie down and she sat on my face with her pussy in my mouth.

It smelt bad. But i was in the height of eroticity that i started licking it. Then she moved a little front which made her asshole to come over my mouth. I jumped due to the bad smell. It had some uncleaned shit. She pulled my cock and touched tip of it. As it is my most sensitive part i jerked. She slid her finger nails into the small hole in my cock. I was having a shiver run down my spine. She asked me to lick her ass or else she will inflict pain there also. So i reluctantly licked it. The shit tasted bitter and i felt like vomiting due to the smell. Actually i was burried inside the too giant ass cheeks. I was not even able to breath. "come on put ur tongue inside" she commanded. I accepted and slid my tongue into her asshole during which she farted. I was not able to breath. She laughed and then made me lick her pussy again. She had really lots of pussy hair.

Then she sat over my cock and had a ride over my cock. I was in heaven pressing her boobs. But she was not at all showing any sign. Her pussy was torn and my cock went in easily. It seemed like she was fucked by many persons. She then sat over me again and asked me to bite her clitoris. I did it and she moaned "oooohh. greeeeeaaaat" Then she asked me to fuck her ass. Her ass was also very loose and it was easy for me to enter. I fucked her for half an hour after which i came.She also came at the same time. She pulled me to lick her ass and take off the cum. I felt bad as i had to lick off my own cum.I did it.

Then she told she had to piss. I turned to see that to my horror the bathroom door was locked. I was surprised. She smiled and told "why should i use it while u r here?" i was dumbstruck.She pulled me to the floor.She took a steel rod and heated it in a stove and then she stood above my head with her legs on both sides and then told "If u left even one drop outside u ll receive the punnishment" Horrified I opened my mouth.Yellowish Piss came down like waterfall towards my mouth.It tasted very bad and was much salty.I tried to drink as much as i could but my stomach was pushing everything outside. Atlast she stopped pissing. Suddenly anand woke up and told he also wanted to piss. I cried to my self "what position i m in" i was humiliated having to drink the piss of old couple. He also pissed which i tried to drink. But i vomited on the floor. Jeya shouted "how dare u vomit on our bedroom floor and turned me the other side. Without even thinking she pushed the hot end of the rod in my abd i shouted in pain and twisted over the floor "nooooo.. maaaammm.. please ... aaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrgggghh. Its paining and i fainted"

After sometime she woke me up and told "Its time for dinner". I woke up and found that chicken soup and chicked curry has been ordered from some hotel. She told she liked chicked soup. Telling this she poured it over my cock. I jumped in pain as it was hot and sour. She told she wont leave the soup and she licked it from my cock. Then anand took the chicken piece and pulled my legs upward making me lie down on the sofa and inserted the chicked bone in my ass.It started burning in my ass and i cried again and again. Then he removed it and ate it. Then they gave some dishes for me to eat. Then i asked for water. She told "U have to supply water for yourself". She took a glass and she asked me to piss in the glass" I had to obey her commands and I pissed. Then she and her husband pissed. Then she made me drink it. I had to drink it due to the thirst.

Then we came back to sleep due to tiredness. The next day i was woken up by a hit in my cock. I opened my eyes to see fully dressed jeya and anand.They pulled me down to the floor and pissed over my mouth and asked me to drink. First jeya stretched her legs apart and stood above me i couldnt even see her pussy due to the darkness inside her dress but suddenly lots of piss rushed towards my mouth i had to drink as it was my fate.Then anand opened his zip and pissed over my mouth and then he masturbated over my mouth. Then i was given breakfast and we went to school.That day she didnt give my underwear and i had to go to school with out my underwear and just my pants.

After the classes were over. I had to go back in Jeya's car. While going jeya told she had a gift for me waiting at home.I was thrilled. She didnt tell it until we reached home.Once we went home she opened the door of a room where her daughter SUJA was sitting waiting for me. I was amazed by her stunning beauty and structure. She was an exact xerox copy of the indian actress and missworld AISHWARYA RAI.Readers.. if u dont know her just search for aishwarya rai in some search engine u ll mastrubate 10 times a day seeing her beauty.

Jeya told "This is my daughter.She is still a virgin and had been craving to loose her virginity to a young gay. So we called her from banglore to enjoy with u. U can be alone with her in this room for 3 hours. After that it ll be a group affair".Telling this she went out locking the door. I was in height of mood to see this angel dressed in night dress. She stood up and came to me and told that she is also a dominant woman like her mom. Telling this she came near me and undressed me kissing each of my parts often and made me nude. Each of her kisses sent a wave of heat through out my body. She then removed the lace of her night dress and it fell down smoothly and she was in bra and panties. I kissed her navel and licked it thoroughly. Then I licked her armpits intentionally. Though i didnt like it in the past now licking the armpits of the angel is a boon to me. She was 23 years old with all statistics same as aishwarya rai.This room also had camera and everything was being recorded.

I voluntarily fell in her feet and licked her feet as the shape of her legs made me cum just by watching them. I licked all dirt out of her feet.She then removed the bra and panties herself. She was now nude and she went to bed. I also lay over her. I licked her for 30 minutes without even leaving a single inch of her body. She then pushed me to the bed and took my cock and started sucking it like a kid. The scene of the angel sucking my cock and her long hair flowing over my stomach made my cock rock hard. Shesucked for a long time. Then she lay flat with her legs spread apart. She told me"fuck me hard and make me cry". I kept my 6" cock in front of her pussy and inserted it with a huge force in the same way anand fucked my ass the previous day.She shouted "ooohhhhhhhhhh.nooooo.."Her cleanly shaved pussy gasped in the sudden entry of my cock and let out some blood.I rammed her pussy and looked at the beauty crying in pain and her voice made me even more mad.She clasped her legs around my body tight.

Then i made her to be in doggy style. Then i kept my cock near her ass. She told "do that gently" But i pushed it as usual. It was hard to enter. But some how i made it inside and then took my pace her ass cheeks were damn smooth and polished i licked throughout her back while fucking and pinched her nipples atlast i came in her ass and we both fell on the bed. I just hugged her for the whole 3 hours her beauty was haunting me. Atlast as the clock stroke 8 'o' clock. Jeya entered in . She saw the bleeding pussy of suja. Suja told "This son of a bitch has fucked me brutally" I was stunned by the was she was talking.

I was taken to the kitchen i was made to stand on a table with the hands tied above on the ceiling. Anand came behind me and started fucking the hell out of me. Jeya held me in air by holding the legs surrounding her. Suja came with an iron nail and inserted the tip of it in my cock tip. I knew what was about to happen. I shouted to stop it.. But without hearing my words suja gave a blow to the nail with her elbow the naile went inside tearing my cock leaving it in a bleeding state. I was shouting like anything. Then suja held me in the air and jeya took the stove lighter and asked anand to move aside and inserted the lighter in my ass and then triggered it. As the fire spark came in my ass. I jumped in pain. But suja was holding me and biting my nipples from the front. Then She took two forks. She used one needle of the fork to insert in my cock and twisted it in all directions and i was crying and jumping like hell. Jeya took the other fork and inserted into my ass brutally and tore my anal skin brutally. Both my front and back were bleeding.

Then i was untied. Then jeya told it was high time suja got some practice. Telling this she tied suja that way. She asked me and anand to fuck from both directions. We did so i fucked her pussy kissing her lips passionately all the time she was jumping in pain as anand's cock was too large for her.She was going mad taking double penetration at the same time. Then we both came in her. Then before going to bed everyone pissed in my mouth. This time i did it with interest. Especially i craved for suja's urine.

The next day morning i was woken up earlier. Jeya called me to the toilet and asked me to clean her ass as she has shitted now only. I refused. But i heard suja shouting. anand came from that room i saw suja was nude. Anand then pushed my head into the toilet i shouted "okkk i accept" then i licked the shit hanging over her asshole". I was not able to bear the smell. At that time anand began to shit in the toilet. The whole room smelt bad. But i was made to lick clean his asshole too. Then it was suja's turn. Again her beautiful body made me to do it voluntarily. Then we went to school in jeya's car.

In the evening Jeya told we r not going home tonight. We are going to enjoy in the school itself. I told"the watchman will be there" She told "He knows everything We r in a dealing". I asked what it was but she didnt tell it.I was made nude and taken to the chemistry lab where she tied me to chains making me lie on my stomach. The watchman was sitting near the door seeing everything. Then she took out a candle and inserted in my ass and then she lighted it after the whole candle went inside my ass i started to feel the pain in five minutes. The hot wax was taking a huge toll out of me. I cried every minute as my ass was under serious pain. Every drop of wax on my anal tract made me jump like hell but jeya held me to the floor. Then she removed the wax sticking to my ass with the help of a shart metal test tube holder which inflicted more pain on me.

Then she removed the chains and she became nude. She then inserted my cock into the stove in chemostry lab and lighted it and stopped it alternately again and again. My cock couldnt bear the heat. I jerked for every move of hers. Then she bit my cock with her sharp teeth and cooled it. Then she had a ride over me in her pussy and ass. Atlast the watchman stood up and told it was his turn. I was shocked. He pulled jeya by her hair and pushed her over a table where the record notes were kept. The record notes fell down. He removed his dresses and became nude.I was stunned to see his massive 12 inch and fat strong cock. Jeya fell on the table. He lifted her legs over it. He then lay over her,spread her legs and started fucking her like a fucking machine. I heard jeya shouting in pain for the first time "ooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh.....nooooo..ur cock is tooo looooonggggggg.. Its paining" her hair hanging below the table and her stiff boobs bouncing. He fucked very fast that they fell down from the table while doing so but still he fucked her very hard.

Then he shifted his cock to her asshole during which she shouted"Noooooooo.. dont do it in my asssss.." But before she completed he fucked her ass brutally.. Jeya was trying to run away but he caught her by her hair and fucked her like anything.At that time a surprising thing happened. Krishna veni my class teacher entered the room with a night dress. She smiled at what was happening to jeya. Then she took me to the next room. Krishna made me sit in a table. She removed the night dress. I was surprised to see that she was not wearing any inner wear. Her boobs hanging like papayas with pink nippleas and a pot like belly and too asses like jack fruits. But her skin had no wrinkles and her legs were hairless.Then she told "why r u dumbstruck. I was also a slave for jeya for one full week when my husband was not here. She and anand tore my asshole like anything." Telling this she showed her ass.

I was stunned to see a large tunnel in her ass.Even my whole hand went inside freely. She told" Jeya inserted the cocunut piercing machine which is a sphere with lots sharp needles around it into my ass hole piercing my anal tract. She switched it on and the machine started to rotate and lots of blood ooozed out of my ass i was shouting like anything.But she did it until it was a long way in and it could go no more." I couldnt even think of it.

She told "ok let us not waste time" Telling this she sat over my stomach and started sucking my cock and then she sat on my cock with her pussy over my cock and had a good ride. I couldnt resist watching her boobs jumping like anything i held her nipples and pinched them.  Atlast i came. Then she pissed in my mouth which i drank eagerly. Then i licked her belly and asshole. But throughout the time i heard huge cries by Jeya from the neighbouring room.After some fucking we went there to see what was happening there.

We were greeted by  huge cries "Pleeeeaaaaase.. some one save me from this monster.. " There the watchman was holding her in a table on her back. Her ass was lifted which he was fucking. He had a branch of a tree in our school which was full of thorns he was inserting it in Jeya's pussy. It was bleeding a lot in her pussy and the branch was also full of blood. This continued for a long time.Jeya screamed like anything. Tears were flowing down her eyes. Then he pulled her hair and took her out of the room.The branch was still in her pussy. While going he twisted it often making her cry. She was not even able to walk. We followed them. He took her to the toilet. He shitted in the toilet. He didnt flush it. Instead he pushed Jeya's head into it and asked her to eat it. But she refused. He kicked the thorny branch. And she started shouting in pain.

She then ate the shit pieces one by one often vomitting them. Everytime she vomitted he kicked the branch. He then made her to lick his ass. Then he took her to next toilet. There already there was shit in liquid form. He took a jug and filled half with the diarrheao or dysentry whatever it may be and made Jeya drink it. Jeya was out of control.She shouted like hell and tried to runaway.But the branch did not let her move. Her face was covered with all the liquid shit. He smiled and then masturbated over her face. And went to take rest.

Jeya then stood up..She was not even able to walk.She limped and cleaned her body thoroughly and went to car. She told that none of these things about the watchman should be known to anand.SHe askd me to stay with krishna."krishna will drop u in my home early morning".Telling this jeya drove away taking her dress but she dint wear it. It was nude driving.

Then me and Krishna enjoyed a little when the watchman came again.He caught hold of krishna. He took the branch and inserted a thorn in it in her nipples. Her nipples started bleeding which he drank.THen he inserted his whole hand in her ass and started pinching her anal tract..while biting her nipples. Krishna shouted"ohhhhhhh.noooo..please dont pinch..ahhhhh.ohhhhhhh" and then he started fucking her pussy brutally.The whole table was shaking. Then he came to me and asked me to be in doggy position. He started fucking my ass. I shouted due to the speed with which he was fucking. He suddenly stopped and told "If u shout one word i ll punish krishna for each word."

Telling this he started fucking again. But i tried to control shouting. At a point he pinched my nipple whenn i shouted "Oh noo...." He stood up and took the branch and broke it into two parts. One he pushed into her pussy and other in her ass until both went inside. He spread her legs apart and started kicking above her pussy brutally. She shouted for every kick as the thorn went in her pussy skin. Then he lifted her ass up and put it down with great force so that the thorns in her ass will hurt her skin.. She started crying''Noooooooooooo... Its hurting'''''' Then he took a a long iron rod and inserted it in her pussy tightly and stood on the table and lifted her and dropped her with great force that the rod striked the ground which had the worst impact ever on the pussy. Doing this he went out ordering her to come to toilet. I went to krishna. I tried to take the rod but it was caught in her pussy. She cried a lot while taking it out atlast i took it out and the two branches out which were covered with blood.

Then i helped her walk to the toilet. He was ready with a jug of urine "As u got a brutal punishment u need not eat shit just drink this urine" She drank it. And then he asked us to go to Jeya's home. Krishna put on the nightwear and we went in her car to Jeya's house. There Jeya was sleeping nude and suja was being fucked by anand in the ass.

Once anand saw us he came to us and pulled the night dress off krishna and made her nude and started biting her nipples as a mad man krishna fell on the floor and anand crawled over her body and fucked her fast. Then he asked her to stay there and went in and broughtsome viagra and went to the den near the house and made his four dogs eat them. Then he pulled her by the hair and threw her into the den and locked it. Krishna tried to resist but in vain. He came in and started what was watching inside in a tv. The dogs bit the nipples of krishna. krishna was shouting like anything.Suja came and sat near me nude and started watching the video. Then two dogs started fucking her both entering her pussy in the same time.One dog pissed over her whole body. Another dog shitted over her.

Each dog fucked her brutally.Suja pulled me suddenly to lie on the sofa and sat over me and asked me to lick her ass and i did it with pleasure. Then anand went out. He came in dragging krishna holding her hair. Then he told "get ready for the same punishment again" telling this he went in took the coconut piercing machine which krishna mentioned already. But this time krishna turned her back to anand voluntarily.Jeya also woke up that time. The machine entered in her ass krishna started shouting"aaaarrrrrrrrgghhhhh..." she gave a huge yell. Anand pushed it until it was well inside and then took it out.

Then jeya turned to me"ok its ur turn But u ll get a different punishment U can go back to ur home after that." Telling this she dragged me to the toilet and sat over me and gave a devilish smile telling "U remember what the watchman did to me?" Suddenly her asshole opened and a huge piece of shit came out of the tunnel. I felt like vomiting. Anand came and held my head. A big piece of turd came out of the hole slowly she pushed it hard until it broke down and fell on my mouth. It was the worst smell i had ever felt.I vomitted.Anand pushed the piece of shit in my mouth i vomitted again and again but he made me lick the vomit also. Then anand shitted in the toilet.He dragged me to the toilet seat. He pushed my head into the toilet i suffocated. He commanded me to eat it. I had no other go but to eat them. Then krishna also came there.She had a severe dysentry and i had to drink every drop of it. Then suja came and sat over my mouth with a smile. I felt as though aishwarya rai was shitting over my mouth.I gulped everything.

Then Jeya told "u successfully passed our slave training u may take bath and go home now." I got up and took bath and went home.Before going i kissed suja passionately.... and then bid bye to them.

Days went by. These days i got a new feeling-INCEST. I started to feel erotic towards my mom...  It will continue.....If u people like the story. Please send in ur comments to dilip_sexist@rediffmail.com.

            “What are you watching?” I asked, although I could easily look for myself.

            “Just… just a show, some reality one.”

            “What’s wrong?” I asked rather delicately.

            “Oh, nothing.” She looked sad, but still remained composed.

            “Are you sure? You look like something’s bothering you.”

            “Ethan…” She said this as if she was preparing to tell me something that she probably shouldn’t. “Ethan, I never get any attention anymore. Sexually. I know I shouldn’t be talking about this, but I… I never have sex anymore. He’s never home and when he is we don’t do anything. I’m… I’m sexually frustrated. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t be saying these things to you.”

            “No, it’s okay, I understand completely. I’m sorry about it.” I didn’t know much else to say to her.

            “It’s okay. I just… I don’t know, it’s really frustrated. I don’t know what to do.”

            “Well I don’t really know what to tell you. I mean, there’s not much I can do unless you want to have sex with your own son.” I said this in an unserious manner, with almost a chuckle after it.

            “Is it really that bad? I mean, never mind. Forget I said that, I’m sorry. I can’t believe what I just said, I’m sorry.”

            “No, it’s okay.” There was a slight silence. “Do you want to?” I asked.

            “No, I mean… it’s wrong, and I don’t expect you at all to—“

            “I would.” She stopped when I said this, looking at me.

            “Are you… sure? I mean, don’t do this just—“ Again I cut her off, but this time only by walking towards her. With this, she also stood up. “Ethan, it’s okay if—“ I bent down and kissed her on the lips. Our kiss held, but soon I opened my mouth and, simultaneously, she opened hers. As our kiss turned into a French one, with our tongues meshing together, our saliva being traded as we kissed, she put her arms around me, and I did her. Our kiss continued, our tongues licking the inside of each other’s mouths, and soon the kiss became extremely passionate, with more force and more movement. As we continued this way, I moved my hand up the back of her shirt and massaged her back, skin to skin. She moaned a little bit, as if she hadn’t even been kissed in this manner in a long time.

            I began to move backward, but brought her with me, towards her bedroom. We remained engaged in our kiss as we moved in, and she shut the door behind me as we got to the bed. At last, we broke our kiss to increase the lighting in the room. She walked around the bed and turned on the light on the right side of the bed as I did so with the left. With this, we both climbed back onto the bed and she asked: “Ethan, are you sure?” I answered this with another strong kiss, this one pushing the back of her head gently into the pillow as I tongued the inside of her mouth. I stopped for only one moment, and asked, “Are you sure?” She responded, also, with pulling my head back down and onto hers for more passionate kissing.

            As we continued to make out, I moved my right hand down her midsection, past her waist and to her crotch, where above her sweatpants I began to massage her vagina, rubbing back and forth, up and down as we kissed. She moaned at this, and kissed me harder than before. I broke the kiss, sat up a bit, and removed my shirt. She welcomed me back with open arms as I began to kiss her again. I stopped and looked at her as I repositioned myself so that I gently rested on her waist, in a sitting position. I then moved my arms to the bottom of her shirt, and lifted it lengthwise up the bed, then finally over her head as she assisted me by raising her arms.

            Her breasts were held by a simple white Hanes bra, and I wasted no time. I lowered my face in between her breasts and began licking the space between her breasts as she grabbed the back of my head in encouragement. When I got to the left breast I began to suck on it hard, tonguing the soft skin and then getting it in my mouth, sucking. I moved to the right breast, with my tongue as a mode of transportation, and began to suck on the right one as well. She continued to grope the back of my head as I did this, massaging my scalp as I sucked on her breasts. Then, I moved my hands to her sides, and she arced her back. I undid her bra, then she went back down with her back straight against the bed. I then removed the bra completely.

            Her nipples were large and hard, the meaty tips extended as north as they could go. I rubbed her left nipple with my thumb, then engulfed it with my mouth, sucking on the entire nipple, pulling it upwards with my lips. I moved and did so with her right nipple as well, making sure to make it moist and give her as much pleasure as I could out of this act. Then, I began to move down her body with my face, extending up tongue out and guiding my way down her body with it as if it were a compass.

            I licked right below the area between her breasts, then continued down. Soon, I grazed over her belly button and down further, to the elastic waistband of her sweatpants. I folded the waistband downwards one fold, so that her flowery panties were revealed. I grabbed the top of her Victoria’s Secret panties with my teeth, pulled it up, let it snap back down. She grabbed the back of my head again, continued massaging it. I then ceased, raised my head a bit, and moved my hands down so that they were at the sides of her pants. I grabbed her pants, then slid them down. She lifted her legs so that I could completely remove them. Then, after I accomplished this, I licked her vagina through her panties for only a moment, and proceeded to remove them too, in much the same fashion.

            Her vagina was hairy, somewhat of a bush that lay just above two moist, pink lips that I so eagerly awaited to visit. I placed my face against her vulva, gently, with my nose at the very top of where her pubic hair started. I lowered my face until my mouth was over her clitoris, and captured it in my mouth. She moaned heavily with just it being in my mouth, but began to moan continuously as I sucked on her clitoris, licking the meaty fixture and sucking on it, smelling the poignant aroma that emanated from her lips, her pubic hair almost completely covering my face. I continued to suck on her clit, moving my mouth as I did so, but keeping it in as well. Soon, her juices were flowing quite continuously, a few escaping down my lips to my chin but most pouring down my throat like water, water that I was happy to accept.

            After a while of this, I removed my mouth and replaced it with two fingers, one creeping its way into her cunt and the other rubbing her clit. I did both simultaneously, and to much satisfaction. Soon, I put two fingers into her vagina, and slid them in and out, softly at first and with more vigor soon thereafter. Her juices completely saturated my skin, and I felt around inside her twat with my index and middle fingers, lifting and pulling and creating as much friction as I could as she moaned endlessly. Then I stopped, and indicated that she turn over. With the amount of pleasure I had delivered to her, she did so without question. After she turned over, I spread her legs even more than they had been before. I again put both of my fingers inside of her, and continued fingering her where I had left off before.

            Then, with my other free hand, I spread her butt cheeks and began licking her anus. With this, she began to moan uncontrollably. I sucked on her anus, licking it completely, feeling the hair surrounding her asshole tickling the inside of my mouth as I sucked. After a somewhat delicate display of this, I then buried my entire face between her cheeks, filling her entire ass crack with my face, licking her anus and then all the way up, then back down. I licked her entire butt crack over and over again as I also fingered her vagina, her juices flowing uncontrollably. Then, I stopped and indicated that she turn over again.

            “Do you have any condoms?” I asked.

            In a fit of passion, and in a generally rare case, my mother cursed, saying “Fuck the condoms.” I moved in, then slid my penis into her vagina, at which point she moaned louder than she had at any point that night. I slid it out, then back in, then out, then repeated in a slowly increasing manner. I lowered myself so that I was lying on top of her, fucking her and pulling up, getting as much deep penetration as I could get, feeling my hard, erect penis slide in and out of my own mother. Her pink lips were as moist as could possibly be as her son’s member moved in and out of her, spraying little bits of precum inside of her as she moaned and I, also, grunted.

            She began to whisper, my face quite near hers, “Oh, my God… oh, Ethan… oh, my God…” I thrust in and out of her vagina as she slightly pulsated back, moaning and repeating such lines as those. We moaned together for a moment, and then I whispered to her “I’m gonna come.”

            “Oh, go ahead, yes, come on…” Then, with a few more thrusts in and out of my mother’s wet vagina, I exploded inside of her, filling her walls with my semen, her own son’s seed. I continued to pump until I had nothing left inside of me, saturating the inside of her crotch with my sperm, the wet warmth inside of her begging for my semen. As I finished, all of my seed filling the inside of my mother, I pulled out as she continued to moan with pleasure, her little yelps and gasps getting quieter.

 On reflection,we reckoned she'd perfected this control of us as a buzz. Who cared,we lost all interest in our studies and litterally panted as too who would get the best look-see. Of course the pussy became the target but no one got that much. I did see some spider legs peeping out her knicker legs though as she stretched and turned while seated to nearly catch my mate making a very suggestive hand movement by his nether region. Having noted the faint trace of her secret smile as she turned back towards me,catching me nearly sticking my eyeball on her thigh,I needed to get home PDQ to play masterbater to my rock hard beast before it split open with the pressure.

 Worse was to follow! Heading at a high rate into my house,I took the stairs two at a time only to be stopped in my tracks by mum's voice, "High young man,I've been waiting for you to get home" - Fuck! I'd forgot mum - "I'm in here,we need to talk. Its about those sheets of yours" - Fuck! with a hardon I had no way of hiding,here I was being told to present myself to mum and I was pretty sure I knew what she was on about. My spunky sheets,it had to be!

 I tentatively stuck my head round her bedroom door making sure my body,well hardon,was hidden behind the door jam. I wanted to vapourize as I took in the scene. Mum was sat on the corner of her bed facing me, - that wasn't a problem, - It was what I could see that shook me rigid. "Hot and sticky don't you reckon. LIKE THOSE SHEETS I HAD TO TAKE OFF YOUR BED THIS MORNING! What a waste" I heard but was dumb struck,mum was sat as I said but her top was off and her bra' was pulled above her tits. Even more of a shock was the absents of her knickers. My eyes roved up and down her body,a very sexy body that I'd gone to great lengths in the past to get a look at,then wanked myself stupid having succeded on occasions.

 Now there it was hard nipples on large quite firm tits with their oreoles all puckered up while a brown bush wrapping itself around a pertly highly visible pair of pussy lips drove my eyeballs to distraction. "College has finished for today but your lesson hasn't. You must wank at least twice a day to get your sheets that covered in your cum" - She rolled backwards as she put hands to pussy and pulled the lightly tanned inner lips apart showing a very damp pink inner slit. - "A lesson is what I'm going to give you,come out from behind that door and show me,I know you were hurrying up to wank yourself off,come on lets see it" I timidly let my bulge appear from behind the door post.

 "Ever had it in with any of those girls at school? no college" - "No not yet" - "Bet you've thought you'd like too though" - Nothing gets past mum, - "That's embarrassing mum" - "Come on,you're not a kid now,just look at you,hard as iron and you ain't blinked since I pulled my pussy open for you to look at it. Go on get it out,your father is long gone and I've been dreaming of this day for ages, go on lets see it and get over here and put that sperm of yours just where you dream its going each time I hear your bed squeaking. Inside a sperm hungry pussy and this one is starving" I must admit,mum laying spread eagled with her quim virtually wide open waiting to be fucked was,oh so slutty,I knew I was destined to fuck her forever.

 Okay so I hesitated,after all lusting a tutor is different from lusting a mum,my mum. By now my cock was out and though I say it myself,there was plenty for mum to quench her sperm starved quim on. With precum now in abundance. "Go on stick it up there while I masterbate. Ever seen a woman doing that?" - God as her finger started to show me my first girl wank my balls told me go stick it up her before its to late. I dropped to my knees and thrust it at her pussy,it slipped up inside her warm smooth slippery vagina and as she gasped the stupid cock of mine shot cum all inside and over her pussy. - "God mum,sorry,it cum so quick,I've shot it in and all over you" - "Go on then do me somemore,premature ejaculation shouldn't stop you from going again. Can you? OO! Just think,I made my own son come before he's had a real fuck on his own mother,I knew I was right,you like me,have been hoping to get me to fuck with you you have I know you have. That's why I decided to show you my tits and cunt today. This sweltering heat helped,I've been masterbating off and on all day willing you to hurry home and you did"

 I had lost all thought of whose pussy I was in,I started to fuck her brains out and as she rose towards her own climax, - "Finger it as you fuck it,I'm losing control of my finger" _ "Mum,my sperm,what shall I do,were do I put it?" - "Inside me,as much as you can make,god the sensation of feeling a cock spit up inside me is exactly the most satifying feeling I reckon I've ever felt" - With a screech she went into orgasm as my beast glued the walls of her closely fitting pussy. She bit at my neck as I felt pulse after pulse of her pussy muscles squeezing my hardon. - "More,do me more,can you go again?" A flash of the tutors pussy hiding under those pink panties and my brute was off again deep in my mother's pussy.

 I could feel her soft spongy outer pussy squelching against my sac and the stickiness making her lips cling at my cock and balls made me tingle as mum now started fucking me with a vengeance. In an instant she'd pulled me out,rolled over,stripped off and pounced back on my cock with a sexy squelch as I again sunk my cock right up to our pubes. - "Fuck,what a hard dick,those sheets of yours will never again be wet,but mine will be covered in our cum if you want it to be" We clung now jointly hugging as her fangs dug hard at my neck, "Fuck! Sorry,tell them it was a girl,for fucks sake don't say your horny mother gave you a love bite" - "Mum,if you want to bite,go ahead and bite,I'm not daft,I know we shouldn't but when it comes to teaching,you're the tops in my book"

 She clung harder and fucked deeper until with my thigh muscles now stretching and aching I pumped another throb of goo up mum's cunt,it done for her with belly trembling she orgasmed,once twice three times as our juices ran out and down my thighs,scrotum and stuck us together like glue. She collapsed her full weight on me,exhauted for the moment. I whispered in her ear, "That biting thing of yours mum,I enjoyed the lesson so much,you can bite my dick if it pleases you" - She lifted her head contentedly, - "Bite,suck,I'll eat it for you but now I've tried it where it needs to be,I'll skip the eating part and settle for my pussy to eat a regular meal of your sperm"

 "Oh yeah mum! The sperm thing. What if" Her hand put a finger to my mouth, "Let me worry about that,like I said the sensation of your spitting it in my cervix is simply unresistable" We slept for a while and then still all gooey,we started all over again. Its so hot in mum's bed tonight,but I'll just suffer the heat as our squelching bodies stick together as our gentle thrusting starts again. - 'Eat your heart out tutor,you show me it while mum gives me it you little prick teaser"

 Nite.