Duke is my dad’s friend. Well, at least a very good and dear acquaintance of his. I never really noticed Duke until my dad pointed him out to me.

 

One day when we were eating lunch, he looked out the window and pointed to a skinny guy who was rushing past the house. “You see this guy?” he asked. I was in a bad mood from a scolding that I had just received and was still sulking. “Yeah? What about him?”

 

Dad didn’t notice my attitude, but proudly continued: “That’s Duke.’ Seeing my blank expression he elaborated. “You know? The champion?”

 

“The champion of what? Apelike walk?” I found my comment extremely funny and giggled. My dad, on the other hand, was not amused.

 

“I don’t understand why you always have to be so sarcastic, Nikkie!” I achieved the desired effect. I pissed him off. “This is exactly the kind of attitude that will get you in a heap of trouble later on in life. He is the kind of person you should be looking up to!”

 

“Yeah?” I asked, trying hard to annoy him even more. “I’d rather look up to George!” I knew my dad hated any kind of mention of my step dad. He detested the fact that all three of his daughters found George to be a great guy. He was kind and generous, intelligent, funny and easy to talk to. I told George more about my life than I could ever imagine telling my dad, or even my mom.

 

We dropped the subject and I forgot all about it.

 

A few days later, I was hanging out at Mr. Dickie’s, the newest and hippest local café with an outside patio, sipping on coffee and sharing gossip with Danielle and Janie. Inevitably, the conversation turned to speculations on who was shagging who and who was going steady and all the rest of the topics, so irresistible to an eighteen-year old mind with nothing better to do.

 

It was the last of the summers that we would have together. High school was over, Janie, Danielle and the rest of the girls were going to college. I, on the other hand, have twisted my mom’s arm about being able to travel for a year before devoting time to serious studies. After months of heavy badgering from me, in a moment of weakness and with gentle persuasion from George she consented.

 

All of a sudden, Janie leaned back in her chair, waving at someone behind my back. “Hey, Duke!” she exclaimed and her face lit up with the nicest of smiles.

 

I turned around and there was Duke, the guy my dad was pointing out to me just a few days ago. He walked towards our table and Janie made the introductions. His handshake was warm and firm, revealing the strength of his body, which was evident from his well-developed arms and chest, and despite the loose t-shirt visible to an observer. He held my hand in his for a few moments longer than one normally would have and when I looked into his eyes I found him unwaveringly returning my gaze, embarrassing me. He must be over thirty, ancient really.

 

“You’re Stan’s daughter, aren’t you?” he asked and I was stunned to realize that he had noticed me at all, let alone knew who my dad was.

 

“Yeah,” I said shyly and smiled, pulling my hand out of his.

 

He stood around for a few minutes longer, chatting with Janie and then said that he had to go. As he was leaving, he looked at me and again, held my gaze long enough to make me blush.

 

When he finally wobbled off, Janie and Danielle burst into giggles. “Did you see that?” Janie nudged me.

 

“See what?” I asked, honestly oblivious to what she was hinting at.

 

“Did you see how he was looking at you, Nikkie?” joined in Danielle.

 

“Oh, please!” I said embarrassed, but delighted. “Did you see the way he walks? Like a chimpanzee!” I couldn’t help myself; his walk was just that odd.

 

“He just became a champion, you know.” Janie leaned closer. “He’s a parachuter, just came back from Germany. He won! He was in the papers and everything. Plus, he’s kind of cute!”

 

“Oh,” I nodded. Now I knew what my dad was referring to. Parachuter, big deal.

 

“He’s dating Bernadette.” Said Danielle and sighed deeply when she saw the blank expression on my face. “Oh, Nik, really! The actress!”

 

I rolled my eyes. “She’s a secretary, you bimbo. Impersonating a peasant woman in a local theatre play doesn’t make her an actress.”

 

Janie and Danielle both laughed out loud. “She’s on a crash diet now, you know.” Revealed Janie.

 

This conversation was getting more and more absurd. “No,” added Danielle, “Seriously, she is losing weight, I saw her a couple of days ago. It must be true.”

 

I shook my head, this was not very interesting.

 

“He looks funny to me.” I pointed out. “He walks funny, his nose is huge…”

 

“Yeah, but did you see those eyes?” asked Janie and I had to admit, even if just to myself, that yes, I did notice those beautiful electric blue eyes.  

 

“I can’t see why you two are drooling over him.” I said. “I thought you and Colin were an item now.” I nodded at Janie

 

“Yeah, well,” shrugged my best friend. “Doesn’t mean I can’t look, does it?”

 

We giggled again and the Duke topic was forgotten.

 

A few days later the summer was almost over and I had one class left, having flunked it, as I was too lazy to apply myself during the year. The blasted math had been giving me a headache throughout the entire high school.   I had to stop at my dad’s apartment every day after summer classes and do my homework there. A punishment for a moment of weakness when I smoked in his place, forgetting that my dad, very much against the bad habit, would smell cigarettes on me within a mile. There was a long discussion between him and my mother, besides cigarettes, they seemed to have concerns about drinking and drugs, too, which to be quite honest was ludicrous. In the small town where I grew up, one cannot sneeze without everybody knowing, let alone drink and do drugs. That’s why I smoked in my dad’s place, not out in the street.

 

On this particular day, I had just finished the grueling task of completing the calculations, which even after two months of vigorous studying seemed as complicated to me as they were on the day I flunked the class. My dad’s apartment was hot and stuffy and I had taken a shower just before leaving for home, which I shared with my mom, step dad George and my two sisters.

 

As I stepped out into the street, I blinded myself by wrapping a string of hair over my face and under my nose in order to take another whiff of shampoo that I had just used in the shower, inhaling its sweet, fruity smell. To my horror, I bumped into somebody, almost falling over like a fool.

 

A strong pair of hands grabbed my forearms and made me yelp in surprise. I brushed the hair out of my eyes and with great embarrassment noticed that the hands belonged to Duke.

 

“Hey there, missy!” he laughed and steadied me, holding onto me even after it was evident that the immediate danger of stumbling about had passed.

 

“Oh,” I gasped. “Hi, Duke.” I giggled and saw his beautiful eyes smiling at me. “I’m... ah…I’m sorry, I wasn’t looking where I was going.”

 

“So I see.” He added and I couldn’t quite tell if he was mocking me or if his look of interest was genuine.

 

“Ah…” I felt silly. “Congratulations on your championship.”

 

He nodded and smiled. We stood there for a few moments longer, awkward silence making the situation almost unbearable.

 

“Well, I have…” I said and at the same time he opened his mouth, too: “I heard…

 

We laughed. I waved my hand for him to continue.

 

“I heard you’re about to go take a break from school?” I nodded.

 

“Yeah, I’m going to travel for a year.” I said proudly. “Well, at least I hope I can manage to do it for that long. You know, the money and stuff.”

 

He nodded seriously. Again the silence in which I wondered why I was standing here making myself feel uncomfortable ruled.

 

“I got to go now,” I finally said and bid my goodbyes.

 

I walked towards my home and he went the other way, towards the office building where he worked as an import-export rep, which was carefully explained to me by Janie a day or two before.   As I reached the corner I turned around and noticed that despite continuing to walk forward, Duke was looking back as well, staring straight at me. He waved his hand and I cursed myself for being so indiscrete.

 

As I was leaving my dad’s apartment the following day, I ran into Duke again, this time not in a literal sense. A sneaking suspicion crept inside my heart and for a moment I believed that this time meeting Duke was not accidental. Somehow, I felt that this was planned, on Duke’s part.

 

“Nikkie!” he exclaimed, startling me out of my thoughts. “Just the person I wanted to talk to.” I smiled in amazement. Duke’s attention was most welcome.

 

“Your dad told me that you’re planning to go to London first.” He said and I rolled my eyes. “Oh, come on, Nik.” He said, softly nudging his hand against my shoulder. “Your dad is not too happy with this taking-a-year-off business of yours. He’s worried sick, you know.”

 

“I know.” I said and almost added how pleased I was to be told that and have my suspicions confirmed.

 

“Well,” continued Duke undeterred. “Why don’t you come to my office and I can give you a couple of addresses of people that I know in London, friends of mine from college who moved there years ago?”

 

I was reluctant.

 

“I can also give you the names of the agencies in London, which deal in cheap flights and accommodations throughout Europe. It might come in handy, you know.”

 

I nodded and felt foolish. Of course he would just try to be kind.

 

“Why don’t you come to my office tomorrow? I’ll have the stuff ready for you.”

 

Now, I might be naïve, but I’m not stupid. I saw the way he looked at me. I didn’t really care, though. I was going to stay in this god-forsaken town for another two weeks and then I’ll be gone. Should anything happen, it would have been forgotten by the time I came back, if I ever did, and I most certainly don’t play on ever coming back.  

 

“Okay,” I nodded slowly. “I’ll come by, sure.”

 

“Why don’t you drop by in the evening, after you leave here?” Again, I agreed.

 

“Good!” He smiled and stepped closer to me, completely invading my private space and making me draw a deep breath, trying desperately not to show my discomfort. For a moment I was afraid he was going to kiss me.

 

“Your hair smells really nice.” He whispered. With that he turned around and was gone before I could say anything.

 

The rest of the day I felt like a shadow of myself. My mind raced with the speed of light, unable to concentrate on anything I saw or heard. All I could think about was meeting Duke the following day.

 

I took a long bath that evening, shaving my legs and armpits, and considering if I should shave anything more than that. In the end, I decided that taking care of my bikini line would have to do.   I was pretty certain Duke hasn’t invited me out of kindness alone, he had alternative motives and I didn’t mind. But, should anything happen between us, he will certainly realize that I was a virgin and a shaved pussy would not come across as very modest. I used my mother’s most expensive lotions, which she kept in the back of the bathroom cabinet, always admonishing us girls not to waste them. I hardly considered this a waste.

 

Duke’s whisper, telling me that my hair smelt nice kept ringing in my head, driving me half mad, my body responding to the pure thought of what was probably going to happen.

 

Just as I was about to pull on my pajama bottoms, I paused for a moment and looked at myself in the mirror. My hand cupped my breast and squeezed it lightly; I pinched my own nipple softly and closed my eyes. I hoped to god that tomorrow would be everything I expected it to be. I had been waiting for this moment for a long time and if I was to give my virginity to Duke, I wanted it to be special.

 

Special? Who was I kidding? How could sleeping with a complete stranger be special, particularly if I was to give myself to him in more ways than one? Somehow, I was aware that this was an act of desperation and that fact alone would probably not make it pleasurable. I had no boyfriend or any prospects of sleeping with a man in sight. Doing it with Duke would be very safe. He was in a serious relationship and if I didn’t want anybody to know of what had happened, I was certain it could be kept a secret.

 

My hand left the breast, sliding down my belly and between my legs where I found the bud of my womanhood and within minutes made myself shudder with pleasure. I was about to do something I knew I shouldn’t have, but also knew I absolutely would. I had made up my mind to go through with it and that was that.

 

The following day was unseasonably cold and drab; light drizzle cleaning the streets of a dirty, industrial town where I had grown up. My dad was at home when I came over to do homework and it took all my strength to be able to sit still for a couple of hours and pretend like I was studying.

 

I kept peering at the clock on the wall and a few times wondered if the battery inside was old, making the time go slower than usual.   At five o’clock sharp I closed my books and got up.

 

“I’ve got to go, dad.” I said and my father simply nodded, not lifting his gaze from the newspaper. I left the apartment acutely aware that when I return the following day, I would be a changed person. Nothing would ever be the same again.

 

I stepped out of the building and looked around as if inspecting who was about. I have not told Janie or Danielle or any of the girls about Duke. I was too reluctant in a way, one word from them might change my mind, and I really didn’t want that to happen.

 

I headed towards Duke’s office, which was in the opposite direction from my home. I walked with a determined step, clutching onto my math books, inside of me a volcano of fear and excitement. I had a feeling that people who were passing by could almost certainly hear my heartbeat. It was so strong that I could feel its steady rhythm in my neck.

 

I paused in front of the office building for a moment, aware that once I enter the front door, this will be it, no turning back. Just as I reached for the door, it opened and Duke stood there, smiling at me.

 

“Hey!” he said and my heart sped up, making my ears ring.

 

“Hello.” I replied and accepted the invitation to enter. We walked down the hall, passed a few offices with the doors wide open and to my relief they were all empty.

 

“Nobody here?” I asked innocently.

 

“No.” Duke replied. “Everybody is gone for the day.” He reached for my hand, leading me towards the end of the hall.

 

I felt his strength and hoped that my hand did not shake too much. When we got to the very last office he pointed to the door and stepped aside to let me go in first. As soon as we entered and the door was safely closed behind us, he grabbed me by the forearm and pulled me towards him. I half leaned, half stumbled against him, pressing all my weight against his body.

 

He ran his fingers through my hair and said: “Your hair always smells so nice, Nik.”

 

That statement alone gave me the courage to take the initiative and I raised my face towards his, softly pressing my lips against his. He pounced on me like a cat; leaning me against the door that we had just walked through, pressing his body against mine, running his hands through my hair, and kissing me so passionately I could hardly draw breath. I was well aware that I was still clutching the books against my body. I was so nervous, I was afraid my legs might give way.

 

With his lips completely enveloping mine and his tongue deep inside my mouth, exploring and brushing against my teeth, his eyes closed, he had enough presence of mind to reach for my books and take them out of my hands. My eyes, on the other hand were wide open, I saw his blind attempt of putting the books on an antique mantel piece that stood behind the door, and having missed it, the books heavily slammed on the floor, startling us. He broke the kiss and smiled.

 

“Sorry about that.” He said and I shrugged.

 

Duke picked up the books and carefully placed them on the stand and taking my hand, he led me towards the couch in the middle of the office. I took a moment to look around. The place looked more like a living room than an office. Heavy, old furniture was stuffing the fairly big room, huge plants boasting their greenery in the corners, paintings of seaside landscapes and boats covering the walls.

 

I half expected to see an article from the newspaper with Duke’s picture somewhere on the wall, but he obviously did not want to ruin the feel of a cozy place with his own vanity. I also noticed that the shutters on the huge windows were all closed, darkening the room.

 

Duke made me sit on the couch and with his hands pushed my legs apart, kneeling in front of me. He leaned forward and took my face in his hands, kissing me on the mouth, on the cheeks, placing a soft peck on each eye, his tongue finding its way inside my mouth.

 

Of course I was kissed by other guys before, but never this passionately. As afraid as I was of what was evidently about to come, I could feel my body respond. My stomach knotted into a tight ball, and I could feel a tingle between my legs.

 

Duke was moaning softly, one of his hands now leaving my face and working its way down my denim shirt buttons, undoing each one impatiently and with a surprising skill.

 

“Wait, wait…” I panicked and he stopped, sitting back onto his heels, the other hand joining the effort of freeing me of my shirt.

 

“What?” he gasped, giving me a wicked smile, sexy and dangerous at the same time.

 

“I’ve never…you know…” I said, knowing embarrassment was more then evident. “Well, I’ve never done this before.” I finished.

 

Duke paused for a moment, puzzled.

 

I looked around, not knowing what else to add. The dreaded feeling that he had just completely lost his interest washed over me.

 

“You mean, you never slept with a guy?” He cocked his head questioningly.

 

“No, never.” I cocked mine in response.

 

“Oh.” He said and I thought I saw a momentary disappointment on his face. I felt trapped in my own stupidity. I put myself in this position and didn’t know how to get out of it.

 

“Well,” he smiled and his whole face lit up with mischief. “We don’t really have to fuck, do we?”

 

I winced over his crudeness, nevertheless finding myself returning his smile. Having completed the task of unbuttoning my shirt, he leaned over me again and whispered in my ear. “But I do want to see what you’re hiding in here.” He said and I could feel a wave of tingles traveling from my ear straight down my body and between my legs.

 

His hand reached under my shirt and found its way under my bra, cupping my breast and pinching my nipple, in the exact same way as I had done the night before. I couldn’t help but moan and this seemed to please him.

 

Duke kissed me on my neck, causing me to shudder with pleasure. He kissed his way down my chest, pushing the shirt over my shoulders and pulling my bra over my breasts, exposing them to a man’s eyes for the first time since I was a little girl, running around the pool naked with my sisters, oblivious to the shame that would so soon become a burden of modesty to a young woman.

 

He kissed my nipple, gently biting it and making me yelp in surprise.

 

“You seem to be ready for it.” He whispered and continued to suckle on my breast as if he was a little babe. I closed my eyes and ran my hands through his mop of brown, unruly hair. I seemed to like him more with every moment.

 

Without a word of resistance from me, he sat back on his heels, taking off my shirt completely, expertly undoing my bra and sliding it off my arms.

 

“Mmm, beautiful.” He whispered and I moaned again. This was turning out to be pretty good. Of course, like every girl in anticipation of this moment I had always pictured it to be romantic, an inevitable following of a few dates, hanging out in nightclubs, probably slightly tipsy, on a soft bed, with quiet music in the background and the works. At this particular moment, though, I didn’t particularly care. He was hot, making me hot too and I was ready for anything.

 

Yet, I was not ready for him to pull away all of a sudden, stand up and point somewhere behind the couch on which I was sitting, offering his hand to me. I got up and to my great dismay noticed a makeshift pallet in the corner of the adjacent, smaller room in the back; empty of all the furniture but for the huge copying machine and several maps of the area plastered on the wall. I felt silly standing in the middle of the office, half naked and shivering with embarrassment. I crossed my arms over my breasts in a gesture of modesty and he smiled.

 

“Don’t,” he said. “They’re so beautiful, don’t hide them.” I returned a smile but kept my arms crossed. “Come.” He said and grabbed one of my hands, leading me into the other room. “Come,” he said encouragingly again. “We’ll just play a little, it’ll be okay.”

 

I followed like a lamb to the slaughter and writing this now, I still feel like that. We paused in front of the pallet and Duke gave me a hug, kissing me, and running his fingers over my back. The sensation was unfamiliar to me, but pleasurable to the point where I completely lost my head, finally returning the passionate kiss and wrapping my arms around his strong body.

 

“Yeah,” he whispered as he pulled his lips off mine, still holding me, pressing his pelvis against mine. I could feel hardness nudging the sensitive spot between my legs, the similar feeling of pleasure that I felt when playing with myself.

 

Duke stepped away from me, unzipping his pants and with virginal embarrassment, I turned away, noticing the heavy wooden door which must have lead into the hall, bordering on one side of the pallet. I panicked.

 

“What if somebody comes in?” I asked.

 

“Locked,” he responded after following my gaze to the door. “Always locked.” I sighed in relief.

 

Another wave of panic flushed over me and as if reading my mind, Duke answered. “The other door is locked, too.” I haven’t noticed him locking it up. “Besides, only a cleaning lady will come into the building, but not in here.”

 

I tried to think if I knew who was the cleaning lady of this building. It would have been just my luck that the door was not properly locked and somebody that I had known was to walk in on us. I looked back at Duke and the fear of being discovered was replaced by a shock. In a few seconds when I was freaking out over the security of the rooms we were occupying, he managed to take off all of his clothes and now stood in front me naked, but for the socks. My eyes almost popped out of my head.

 

This was the fist time I had ever seen a man completely naked, my first glance at the cock, let alone an erect one. A glance was all it took; I was too embarrassed to look longer. I turned away and again, my hands crossed over my chest.  

 

Duke stepped towards me and hugged me, caressing my hair and kissing my face, his tongue seeking out my own. He slid down in front of me, kneeling and a funny thought of how much he likes kneeling ran through my mind, making me giggle.

 

He looked back at me and grinned. The giggle was obviously taken as what it was, a sign of embarrassment rather than mockery. He unzipped my jeans and let them drop to the floor, pulling them over my feet together with the sneakers that I wore. To my great relief, he left my panties on for the time being. I felt as if I would die on the spot were he to take them off right away. This was the first time I was naked with a man and the feeling of exhilaration was still coupled with shame.

 

“Come,” Duke pulled me down to him, gently pushing me onto the pallet. I laid on my back, carefully pressing my legs together, well aware that this would turn out to be more than just a little play, like Duke pointed out earlier.

 

He lay next to me and began kissing me all over - my face, breasts, belly, working his way down my thighs to my knees, extending his arm above my waist and gently tickling my side making me shriek in laughter. “Sshh.” He said and pulled himself back up so that we lay side by side.

 

“What?” I asked innocently and giggled again.

 

“The cleaning lady is here.” That sobered me up instantly. I was ready to jump up and put on my clothes.

 

“No, no.” Duke pressed me back onto the pallet. “She won’t come in, it’s locked, remember?” I looked at him and then fearfully at the door, which was so close that I could have touched it was I to extend my arm. “We’ll just have to be quiet.” He said and buried his face into my belly.

 

His soft kisses, tongue running over my skin, gentle pinches of my nipples and firm squeezes with his hands were driving me wild. I was aware of my body being completely turned on; I could feel the wetness between my legs. Despite the fear of what was to come, I could hardly wait for it to happen.

 

Very naively I suppose, I still had a notion of romantic coupling seen on TV and read of in the books. Everything was to be passionate and gentle, beautiful and satisfying.

 

When Duke pulled my panties off I didn’t resist. His hand stroked my inner thighs and without a thought I spread my legs enough to give him a free passage. As eager as he seemed before, he took his time now. His fingers were running over my thigh to the knee and back, barely touching the skin, giving me the feeling of light electric shocks in my leg.

 

It bothered me however that he laid next to me, propped up on his elbow, staring at me without saying a word, a smug grin on his face. He must have seen what his touch was doing to me. I suppose one would not have expected a virgin to be this forthcoming, but he was driving me absolutely mad with teasing.

 

“You want to kiss my dick?” he asked all of a sudden and I almost screamed in horror. “It’s okay,’ he smiled, “You don’t have to, we can do that some other time.” His hand reached up higher on my thigh than before, only to change its course and go back down to my knee.

 

Did he really say ‘the next time’? Was there to be the next time? I wanted it to be, at least at that moment I did. If what was to come was this pleasurable, I would certainly want it to happen again.

 

Finally, his hand pushed further up my inner thigh, making me spread my legs even more and for the first time in my life, I felt somebody else’s fingers on my clitty. The feeling is almost impossible to describe and I hope I never forget it. I was already turned on and when he brushed his fingers against my pussy I yelped, trying hard to keep it to myself, but didn’t quite succeed. He placed his finger on my clitty and held it there for a few moments, still but with slight pressure applied.

 

“You like that?” he asked and I closed my eyes in shame and pleasure. “Tell me, Nikkie, please.” He whispered and the pressure on my clitty intensified. I thought I was going to cry, I felt so good. “Do you…?

 

“Yes, yes, oh yes.” I gasped and felt his finger starting to make delicate circles around my clitty, then on top of it, as if trying to circle the little bud itself. My thighs twitched and I moaned, aware that I might look silly, but not caring.

 

He kept rubbing my clitty and pressing his fingers against my pussy, kissing my neck at the same time, then tracing his tongue to my breast and suckling on my nipple, all the while his fingers between my legs never stopped working.

 

I could feel the pleasure in my belly intensifying and I could not believe that I was so close to cumming, having it done so many times by myself, but it never seemed to be this pleasurable. As if from a great distance, I remember hearing Janie’s voice explaining that it had taken her a long time before she cummed with her boyfriend. Months, I think she said.

 

Well, Janie – I thought – it won’t take months for me.

 

I was grateful that Duke didn’t try and make me touch his dick or like he asked me before take it in my mouth. I was too freaked out, yet. After all, this was my first time.

 

Just as I was certain that a few more brushes against my clitty were going to send me over the edge and into a whirlpool of pleasure such as I have not experienced before, Duke pulled his hand away and to my disappointment and anticipation, but still terror, knelt between my legs, hooking his arms under my knees and driving them up, so that they were almost pressed against my belly.

 

He didn’t say anything this time, his face serious with concentration over what he was doing. I finally gathered the courage to look at his dick again and it appeared funny to me. The sight of its purplish head almost made me burst into laughter. Until, that is, I felt it press against the entrance of my pussy, which by that time was well lubed with my own juices.

 

I wanted to ask him to please continue with what he was doing before. I thought maybe I should tell him how close I was to cumming, but the inexperience had made me keep quiet in embarrassment.   Having positioned himself, Duke looked in my eyes and slowly pushed forward. The unfamiliar feeling of an intruder entering my body made me squirm.

 

Janie told me that the first time usually hurts; sometimes a lot, but I felt no pain yet. Duke paused a little and pushed in farther. I could see the sweat beads gathering on his forehead. Then he shoved in deeper and the first pain in my stomach made me grab his arms, and jump up as if trying to squirm from under him and sit up.

 

I think he must have anticipated that and he lay on top of me, his belly against mine, his arms pushing my legs horizontally on my body, opening me up completely. He pushed in again and the pain became more pronounced, intensifying each time he shoved, until I thought I couldn’t take it anymore.

 

“Please stop!” I gasped, but Duke kept pushing deeper, now holding onto my arms as if trying to pull himself all the way inside of me. The searing pain of his dick entering my virgin pussy was incredible. Suddenly, I felt as if something inside me had snapped and I couldn’t keep quiet. I didn’t scream off the top of my lungs as I wanted to, but the groan was loud and if anybody was listening, they must have heard it.  

 

“Stop, stop!” I begged and he stopped but didn’t pull out.

 

“It’s all the way in, now, sweetheart.” He whispered, gently kissing me on the lips. I didn’t want to be kissed. “It’s going to get better, you’ll see.” He said and I seriously doubted that this pain would simply go away. “It’s alright, I can wait.” He said.

 

I didn’t want him to wait. I wanted him to pull out and let me go.

 

After a few moments he started pumping in and out very gently, his movements barely visible to an eye, but to my pussy, each one seemed like an assault with a thick bat. The burning pain traveled into my belly and I cringed, trying hard not to start crying.

 

He was wrong. It did not get any better. He was fucking me softly for what seemed like an hour to me, although I’m certain it couldn’t have been more than a few minutes.

 

“Be careful.” I said. If I couldn’t get him to stop, I hoped I could at least make sure he didn’t cum inside me. How foolish not to use a condom. Again, by Janie’s instructions, I didn’t even think of a condom. She told me that the first time with a condom is an absolute agony. How much more of an agony than this could it be, I couldn’t imagine.

 

“Oh, baby,” he whispered and started pumping in and out more forcefully, the pain in my stomach still beyond anything I imagined.

 

All of a sudden I heard something bang against the door where we lay, just inches from my face. My eyes popped in horror and I looked at Duke, ready to become completely hysterical.

 

He shook his head and pouted his lips in a quiet ‘sshh’, his pelvis not missing a beat. I could not believe the situation I have gotten myself into. Here I was, in an office of all places, laying on the blanket, in the process of losing my virginity to someone I cared absolutely nothing about, which I’m sure was the case with Duke as well, and a cleaning woman was banging her broom against the door, hopefully oblivious of what was going on the other side.

 

After a couple of additional fairly forceful bangs, I heard her footsteps moving away from the door, farther down the hall. I sighed in relief, but just for a moment. As I looked at Duke, I saw a satisfied grin on his face. “I thought she’d never leave.” He whispered and despite the pain and discomfort I smiled back.

 

 

“Cos,” he continued and I could feel his grip on my arms tighten. “I’m ready to cum, baby!” With that, his pumping intensified, turning into forceful rammings, oblivious to my whimpering and squirming, trying to see it through, terrified at the length of time it was taking him to finish.

 

I freed my arms and pressed against his chest as if to shove him off. I tighten up my body, as if trying to push the invasive dick out of my sore pussy and this seemed to fire Duke up even more. “Yeah,” he gasped, “That’s right, squeeze me!” he said fucking me hard now, each thrust causing me a new wave of burning pain. “Squeeze my dick, Nikkie!” he kept on and I kept trying to push him out while he continued the assault on my tender part.

 

The weirdest thing was that despite the pain, it felt good. With each thrust deeper inside, his pelvis pressed against my clitty, giving me pleasure despite the hopeless situation and an understanding that I would not achieve the peak that I almost did before he entered me.

 

I looked at him and his face was almost as purple as his dick’s head was when I saw him naked. The veins on his forehead and neck were popping out, he was sweaty, his eyes shut, his mouth slightly open with the tongue pressed against the upper lip. He was a handsome man, but seeing him at that particular moment, he looked completely different, pleasurable intoxication making his face ugly.

 

In my inexperience I couldn’t quite tell when he was cumming and didn’t moan about being careful, again. I didn’t think he could fuck me any harder, but the last few thrusts were so powerful, he moved us both up on the blanket, scraping my back against the rough material. His body surged forward and his chest swayed in front of my face. Determined to return some of the pain that he was causing me, I sucked onto his erect nipple and bit down harder than I meant to, causing him to yell out in pain, his dick completely buried inside of me, Duke still pumping without pulling out now. I could feel the throbbing of his dick, as he was cumming, his body shuddering in a wave of pleasure, a deep groan escaping his throat.

 

For a few moments afterwards, he remained still between my legs, his upper body supported on his hands, his muscular chest above me. I could feel him relax, his face smoothed over, the redness slowly dissipating.

 

As if he had only just realized I was there he looked down at me and smiled. I didn’t feel like smiling. He slowly pulled out, which again caused a burning sensation inside my pussy, but not as bad as before.

 

“Did I hurt you?” he asked and lifted his body off mine, laying next to me. I could feel his cum oozing out of me and the feeling was uncomfortable. I meant to tell him that he was supposed to be careful and not cum inside, but I couldn’t be bothered. It wouldn’t make any difference. I quietly hoped that the saying of the first fuck not resulting in pregnancy was true.  

 

I felt cold and dirty. I didn’t want to lie around and cuddle and I got the feeling Duke felt the same. I sat up and he handed me a small towel to wipe myself off. With that gesture I realized that this was all planned. The pallet was deliberately spread out for me. Duke telling me that we didn’t have to fuck, just play around a bit was bullshit and I fell for it. I had no one to blame but myself.

 

I quietly wiped myself off, noticing traces of blood mixed with his sperm. I got up and dressed and Duke did the same. While he was pulling his clothes on, he did not look at me once. Only when I was all dressed and ready to go, walking towards the entrance, he came after me. “Wait, wait.” He said and hugged me. Despite the bad experience that I had just had, I was grateful for that hug.

 

He leaned over and kissed me, gently like a lover, and I loved him for it.

 

That happened a week ago. I had my final exam yesterday and hope that I will pass, I won’t get the results until tomorrow. I haven’t seen Duke since the day in his office and I’m not looking forward to seeing him again. Each time I leave my dad’s apartment I am careful to check the street before I step out.

 

I’m glad I did it and then again, I’m not. I probably should have waited. I finally told Janie yesterday and she seemed disappointed. I didn’t know she had fancied him and she didn’t tell me so, but I could gather from her reaction. Well, I can’t help it now. I’m leaving for London on Sunday and I’m excited. Duke never gave me any of the addresses that he promised and I didn’t ask. I think I might be better off without them, anyway.

 

- - -

 

I sat still for a while after I finished reading the entry. I was amazed at my immaturity and saddened over what had happened, or what I had allowed to happen. It had been so long ago. I hardly ever think of Duke any more. Janie and the others never mention him in their letters or phone calls, and for all I know he could be dead. I wouldn’t care one way or the other.

 

A deep sigh escaped me and I became aware that during my reading all members of my little animal family have come into the patio room and were now lying around me. I was grateful for that. If I had gotten pregnant by Duke, my life might have been much different. I liked it better this way.

The girl still in bed got up slowly, regretting the loss of night. She did her best work when the sun went down. Her blond hair curly and tangled fell over her shoulders and into her eyes. She gathered up the comforter and moved toward the huge master bath. With a jump Stacy swept the comforter away from her and laughed. Beyond the blond hair and emerald green eyes there stood a body to die for. Voluptuous breasts, slim waist, long shapely legs. "Mmmm", murmured Stacy appreciatively. "You rat" CC mumbled and once again headed for the bath. Stacy pulled on a silk negligee and went downstairs, frowning as she always did at the mess. The girls at the house had made a pact not to drink at their own parties so they could enjoy their escapades more. But their friends didn’t have the same agenda. Spilled food and drink littered the house, paper cups and plates the stairs, and other abundant trifles. Sarah picked up a forgotten denim jacket and didn’t notice the man behind her. "You didn’t have to get all dressed up for me", a voice from behind her spoke teasingly. Steve let his eyes run slowly from her tousled hair to her firm behind which the negligee only half covered. Stacy glanced behind her at the man she had been trying to get to all the past evening and for some reason or another, never did. She smiled and walked into the kitchen, draping the jacket over a banister. The kitchen was a big, bright, open affair with lots of glass and cupboards, just her style. "Well, if you’d like to help me find a counter somewhere I’d be glad to give you a cup of coffee", she said, staring dismayed at the pizza boxes lining every available space there. Steve walked up behind her. She turned around and an apology died on her lips as his steel blue eyes bored into hers. "I was hoping you would give me something else." he said as he claimed a deep kiss from her half opened lips.

With one arm he swept empty pizza boxes onto the linoleum and with the other lifted her onto the counter. Stacy was so startled she couldn’t do anything but let the flood overtake her. He was nipping at sensitive places and his hands roamed freely. Her nipples stood out boldly against the silk fabric she wore. Work roughened fingers took hold of her hips and his kiss became deeper, more demanding. Stacy tried to control herself but his huge presence was everywhere, pushing her farther down the flood. He pulled her negligee off and stopped to admire her. "Whenever I went for you last night, another person had already gotten there!" he growled. He went into a frenzy of activity, sucking on her modest breasts that had swelled with desire. She wrapped a hand around his head but he was already pulling away to lick her stomach. She groaned with sudden impatience, reaching down with a hand she caressed his hardness through the denim buttonfly’s he wore. He was like a forgotten cowboy who knew every step of the way through her body. He shuddered at her touch and with his own hand gently swept across the lips of her groin. It was almost too much. She felt a flood of wet warmth make her dizzy. "You’re ready for me so soon..." Steve whispered. "Good." He undid his buttons and let the jeans drop to the ground. He dragged her off the counter and kissed her all the way to the warm, soft carpet window seat. Stacy sat and pulled her knees up. She panted as he drew closer. She couldn’t bear to look down; she could feel the heat of him burning her already. She leaned back and closed her eyes as he slid into her body.

The plunge into her was like climbing into a warm spa. She gave a gasp of surprise and a bit of pain; he was bigger than any man she had ever had sex with! Then he began to move, agonizingly slow and she licked her teeth in agitation. Steve closed his eyes and spread his hands over her breasts, languishing in the feel of her muscles sliding underneath her skin, her breath coming hot and fast now as he pumped into her a little harder. She grabbed his tousled blonde hair and he could see she had never expected him to be so big. A sweat broke on his face with an effort of controlling himself. He reached a finger to rub between them and she began to whimper. Hearing it heightened his passion and he began fucking her harder and fast. Her pussy slid onto him like rippling silk, she was crying out now then sobbing. Suddenly everything he was waiting for happened, her pussy gripped him like spandex and as he felt the hot wet flood trickledown his balls, he exploded inside of her.

From far away Stacy felt him cum like he would never stop. They came down from that high slowly savoring every second. When she could move again, Stacy felt him slip from her. His breath warmed her bare chest. When she lifted herself, he kissed her briefly; neither of them said a word through coffee, just stared at each other. Then when he left she wrapped a robe around herself and waved goodbye from the front door. A soft arm encircled her as she watched the jeep drive away. CC’s voice brought her back to reality. "Good thing you know who you come to bed with every night..." Stacy let out a very unfeminine snort, "What would you do if I found myself a man?" CC raised her eyes, "Heaven forbid."

I ran my hand over his strong belly and chest, down his back to his ass and onto his hard thighs. I just couldn't get enough of touching him as I sucked his cock. I would take his cock and rub it all over my face and then lick his belly, suck his nipples then go back and suck his cock.

Sarah was laying there, watching us suck each other, as she masterbated. I could hear her cumming, hear her telling us how fucking nasty we were, sucking each others cocks.

Sarah then pulled us apart, had Jim lay flat on his back as she straddled his face, grinding her wet cunt, all over his mouth. She pulled me up to suck her beautiful tits, screaming at me to suck them hard, bite her nipples and spit all over them. Then she guided my head over Jim's cock and held it there while he face fucked me. 

I sucked him as deep as I could and Sarah kept forcing my head down to get him further in my mouth. The more I gagged the harder she pushed, till my spit was flowing out of my mouth, all over his balls and puddling on the bed sheets.

Sarah then pushed me away and sat on his cock, facing me, his cock deep in her cunt.  She pulled my head to her cock filled cunt and had me lick her cunt and his cock as he fucked her. This was so fucking awesome, his shaft tasted of her wet cunt and his cum, too!!

I could feel his hard cock shaft get harder with every thrust. Then it started to pulse and I knew he was cumming deep inside her. Sarah was cumming at the same time, her body so fucking tense. She was screaming as she came, her cunt clasping at Jim's cock. She finally laid back on his chest, his cock still in her and his hands running up and down her sweaty belly, to her tits and back down her beautiful body.

I reached for his cock and pulled it out of her. As I did this his cum flowed out, covering his ball with all that delicious cum. I sucked his cock in my mouth and cleaned their combined juices off it, then sucked as much as I could out of her cunt. My god did it taste good!!!! I savored every drop I could draw out of her!!!! 

Sarah moved off his body as I continued to suck his cum off his balls and legs. Sarah joined me, on her hands and knees, both of us fighting for the remainder of his cum. Then her and I kissed, swapping it back and forth, then sallowing what we had in our mouths.

I jumped up on the bed and shoved my cock into Sarah, doggy style, fucking her as hard and as fast as I could. As I did this, Jim crawled under her and licked my cock and her cunt. As I felt this, I came. I came hard!!!!!!!!! Sarah came again too and as she was cumming, she pushed my cock out. My cock ended in Jim's mouth as I continued to cum. I left it there and felt his mouth sucking all my cream out. I collapsed on the bed and watched as Sarah kissed Jim, again swapping cum, my cum, with him. WOWWW!!

After that, I would fuck Sarah anytime I wanted and even Jim and I would get together and suck each other at his house. He even told his younger brother Tom, who was 14 at the time, how well I sucked cock. I would suck Jim while Tom watched, then suck Tom while Jim watched. I loved it, even sucking them together, both their hard cocks in my mouth at the same time.

One time as I was sucking Jim, Tom was kneeling next to us, jacking off, when i asked him to tell me when he was cumming, so I could move back and watch him shoot his load on Jim's cock and balls.  That was so fucking hot!!! Tom cumming all over his brothers hard cock, balls and belly. Then I would lick and suck it up, making Jim cum too, in my mouth. Their cum combined, had the best fucking flavor. Then I would lick their bodies clean, not missing an inch.

Tom liked me to lick his ass too. I loved grabbing his strong ass cheeks, spreading them so I could jam my tongue into his ass hole. Then I would finger his ass as I laid under him, sucking his cock till he filled my mouth with his hot cum. His hot cock stayed hard and I just kept sucking it till I couldn't suck any more.

I took Tom to Sarah's one day and he got his first fuck with a girl. He fucked the hell out of her. I got to suck his cum out of her each time he planted a load in her. I even sucked his ass as he fucked her. I ate her cunt as Tom fucked her ass, sucked his balls as he fucked her ass, too. Cleaned his cock and her ass after he shot his load in it. There is nothing I wouldn't do, to give everyone I came in contact, with a good fucking time. 

I still remember as if it yesterday, Sarah's, Jim's and Tom's beautiful bodies. The hours and days and months and even years that I could hold them, suck and fuck them. Sometimes today, I look at young boys at the local pools and see Jim and Tom, their strong, smooth, tanned, muscular bodies and remember the times we had.

To be continued,

Dario

I found my sister walking around the halls looking for some fun for herself. "Hey girl! Heard of the party on the roof?"

She looked at me a little irritated. "Yeah. I heard. It's already starting to break up."

"What? There's no way! It just started 30 minutes ago! It couldn't have been that great of a party. Let me guess. That DJ from last year came in and attempted to liven up the party again?"

"Gee, how'd you guess?" She gave a little ironically amused laugh and took my hand. "Come on! I've got a better idea. Remember Kevin and Will? You met them at that other kon in June. They've invited me up to their room for a while. Do you wanna come? After all, your boyfriend just ditched you."

I snickered a little bit at the way my sister's eyes twinkled at this thought and nodded. "Sure. Why not? Maybe we can con them into getting us some pizza."

"Geez, Jen! Pizza? Is that the best you can come up with? Well, I guess it's a start." She laughed, grabbed my hand, and dragged me off to the room.

As we got to the room, the door opened and Kevin poked his head out. "Hey Joy! I was just about to go find Will. He just went downstairs to meet the pizza man. I hope you girls don't mind snacks." He glanced over my way, looked me over once, and turned back to my sister. "So, who's this? She's kinda hot." I studied the man lounging in the doorway in front of me. I guessed him to be about 5'11'' and he seemed to be rather well built. His chocolate eyes glistened with amusement as I flushed a little. I always had a thing for strong Asian men. After all, my ex was Asian. I could see why Joy liked him.

Joy nudged me a bit with her elbow, to which I blushed. "This is Jenna, my sister. Hey, Jen. Say hi to the man."

Still rather bright red from blushing, I stuck my hand out in hopes to shake his. "Umm... hi."

Instead of a friendly handshake, he took both of our hands and led us into the room. He winked, made sure we were comfortable, and headed back out the door again in search of Will. With a smirk, Joy added, "Well, I guess that takes care of your craving for pizza. It seems that the boys are one step ahead of us. I wonder how much else they'll think of."

I laughed, curling up on one of the beds. "My guess is a whole lot more than I want to do right now. By the looks of things, though, I don't think you'd mind one bit!"

"Hell no! Of course I wouldn't! You'd be crazy to think I'd turn one of them down! Besides, I haven't gotten any in months. I guess I could ask one of my other roommates but, he just doesn't do it for me, ya know?"

I glanced over onto the bed which I was sitting on and noticed a scratch pad. Looking through it, I cracked up at the thought of Joy going for one of the guys in her room. "Yeah. It'd be like sleeping with your brother.... or a gay guy. Take your pick!"

Joy curled her lip up at the idea of that in disgust. "God, I think I'd rather take the gay guy. The other one just.... well, like I said, he just doesn't do it for me. Yeah, he's got a hot bod and the other girls say he's the Energizer bunny in bed but, like you said, it'd be like sleeping with my brother! Besides, he doesn't look at me like that. He looks at you, though."

"Whatever. He's like my big brother, too, ya know. You're probably just seeing things. Damn! When are those boys gonna be back with that pizza? I'm starving!!"

My sister finally noticed the pad I was nosing through and came over with interest. "You know, Will doesn't have many people look at those."

I glanced up with a worried look in my eyes and said, "Do you think he'd mind?"

Joy giggled a little, "Nah. I doubt it. He'd probably be flattered."

Looking back at them, I continued my assessment of the art. "I mean, some of these aren't that bad. He's got a style all of his own and that doesn't show up much anymore. Most people copy everyone else's stuff until there's a whole bunch of the same stuff running around. It's nice to see something different and with a little bit of personality."

I continued to look through them studying the eyes and the different bits of satirical humor in them. I didn't hear the door to the room open as the boys walked back in and they didn't say much. If they had, I didn't notice. The TV had been on this whole time anyway and it was like just another little bit of background noise. Suddenly, a chin landed on my shoulder and I jumped.

"So, you like them, do you?"

I flushed bright red hoping I hadn't offended him by nosing through his personal drawings. "Well, yes. I like your style. You don't find many people with a style all their own, you know."

Will smiled and sat down next to me, opening a box of pizza. "I know. I heard what you said to Joy. I have to agree. That's what I was going for and somehow, I came out with this little guy. He doesn't have any eyes, you know."

At this odd remark, I busted out laughing, instantly calming down and relaxing around him. "I thought he had a mask on or something. No eyeballs? What in the world spawned that idea?"

He shrugged and flipped to another page in the sketchbook that I'd obviously missed. "Here. You see that on top of the spaghetti? That's where they went. He ate them in place of meatballs."

I gawked at the picture and then glanced back to him with a little bit of a worried look not really knowing what to think of him. After all, I'd just really met the guy and I couldn't decide whether to be comfortable around him or be a little leary of him, especially after that last comment about the eyeballs. It was then that I caught a glimpse of his eyes. He was laughing at my reaction!

"Ummmm..... I don't exactly know what to think of that."

He snickered a bit at my reaction and reached out to touch my shoulder reassuringly. "Don't worry about it. I'm not really sure where that came from either. I was working on an oil rig at the time and I guess odd things just pop into your head when you're constantly around that type of environment."

I thought of how odd of a situation it must be living on an oil rig in the middle of the ocean with nothing else to see but the machinery around and the never-ending expanse of blue water surrounding the loud, clanking man-made island. Suddenly, I relaxed again. I noticed Joy giggling at something that Kevin had said and glancing over, I also noticed her body language. Oh yeah, she was interested. And definitely interested in something other than just what Kevin was talking about. I giggled and just shook my head.

Glancing over at Will, I nodded towards Joy and Kevin on the bed opposite of the one we were lounging on. "Look at them. Shameful, aren't they?"

"Yeah, really. Kevin's always like that. Then again, so is Joy." Will snickered a little and opened the pizza box as I nodded in agreement. "You want some? It might be a little odd. I have a pepperoni and hamburger pizza in the other box if you prefer that one instead."

My mouth began to drool at this "odd" pizza he was offering me. "Oooh!! Mushrooms and black olives!! My favorite!! I thought I was the only one that liked that! I hardly ever get to order it because everyone else in my house hates it."

I instantly grabbed for a piece as his eyes lit up shining brightly, reflecting the smile that had quickly creeped across his face. "Great people think alike, I suppose." The smile in his eyes made me catch my breath. It's not often that a person's eyes speak just as much as their voice. I sat there staring into his eyes for a bit. Yes, his eyes were the type that you could fall into.

I nodded and layed down onto my tummy turning back to the sketchpad. I'd completely forgotten how short my skirt really was and that Joy and Kevin over on the other bed could probably look right up it and get a great shot of my white panties... and could probably see my little secret. I was interested in Will. Actually, more than interested. I hadn't really ever been one to go for a man with a beard but, for some odd reason, it looked good on him. He kept it very well trimmed and close to his face. It gave him more personality than annoying scruff. The deep color of the beard on his face contrasted nicely with the deep sparkle of his eyes. It made them look soft and gentle, especially when he looked at me.

Travis and I curled up both on our tummies laying side by side and skimming through the rest of his sketchbook. For two artists, this was complete bliss. After he'd finished showing me his stuff, he then wanted to know all about my paintings. Joy had obviously told him that I was an artist in hopes that we'd find something in common. He was excited when he found out that two of my pieces were lined up for the art auction for the next night there at the kon.

"Will you be there? What time is it? Can I come and see?"

Flattered and a bit amused at his enthusiasm, I giggled out an answer, "Yes, I'll be there. It starts at 9 pm and yes, if you want to come see it, it's open to anyone with a kon badge."

Suddenly, we stopped talking and glanced behind us at some odd sounds coming from the other bed. I blushed and he drooled. There they were, Kevin and Joy, completely oblivious to anyone else or anything else in the room.

Joy moaned as Kevin's hand slithered up her skirt, "Oh god, yes! More! Fuck me! Fuck me now!"

Kevin smirked and kissed her passionately, "Soon. Be patient. Relax and enjoy."

My mouth dropped open at how gentle Kevin was being with my sister. He had given off the impression that he was the type that could possibly play rough with no mercy. I knew she liked it like that but, I also knew that she was a sucker for gentle teasing and that's exactly what he was doing.

Joy began to move in rhythm with Kevin's hand as she unzipped his pants and slipped her hand down inside his pants, pulling out a full 7 inches, stroking it until his eyes began to roll back into his head, matching her rhythmic movements and fucking each other's hand.

I glanced back at Will to see his eyes glazed over and completely transfixed on the sight across from him. I traced my eyes down the full length of his body, admiring his strong arms, flat and toned stomach, and muscular legs. I tried not to glance in the direction of his crotch but, my eyes seemed to find their way there regardless. I could see the outline of him against the material of his jeans. The size of it made me blush even as I laid there fascinated by it, watching it occasionally jump against his pants the more turned on he became. I finally pulled my eyes away from his crotch only to look up and meet his eyes staring at me, glazed over and heated. I blushed and looked back over at my sister and Kevin in complete bliss screwing each other's hand. Kevin's eyes flew open and rolled back into his head as she got louder and louder, closer and closer to orgasm. Suddenly, they grasped hold of one another as if holding on for dear life as they came together in one giant writhing rhythm. I couldn't believe I was watching my sister get off with this guy I'd just met yet, I couldn't stop watching. Their breathing finally slowed down, still moving slowly against one another's hand, savoring the post-cum sensations as they closed their eyes and fell asleep.

I looked back up at Will, back down to his pants, and then back to his eyes. It was then that he realized what I'd seen and quickly rolled back over onto his stomach, flushing a bit. Clearing his throat a bit, he attempted to break the ice once again. "Well, [ahem] it seems as if they got their fun. Kevin's been complaining about that for months now."

"I know what you mean. Joy's been the same way. She won't shut up about it. Then again, I can't really talk. I've been complaining, too."

He quirked an eyebrow at me, "I thought Joy said you had a boyfriend."

A sad chill ran up my spine as I looked down, fighting off tears. "Yeah. Had is the key word. He broke up with me just a few days ago. We were going to stay here at the kon in the same room but, that plan fell through. Instead, I'm just going back home for sleep. I was really looking forward to spending the night with him. There's nothing like making love and then falling asleep together naked for hours, ya know?"

"Actually, I don't know. I don't really know if I'd know what to do with a woman past a certain point. I'm still a virgin."

My eyes shot back up toward his in complete shock at this confession. "You're a virgin ? You can't be! My gosh, you can't be any more than 22 and you haven't even done anything yet? You mean, you don't have girls climbing all over you? For heaven's sakes! Are they all blind or something? You're fucking hot!"

I suddenly realized what I'd just said as my eyes widened, still staring at him, in complete mortification. "Ummm.... I just said that, didn't I?"

He snickered a bit and nodded, "Yes, you did. And no, I don't have women all over me. I'm not usually this comfortable with most people. Especially girls. I've been fucked over too many times. If it's not them cheating on me then it's them deciding two weeks later that I'm not good enough for them. Hell, the longest relationship I ever had lasted two years and within that time, all I ever did was fondle a girl a bit. I never even got the chance to even try to get her off. She said she was too sensitive there and wouldn't let me try or even show me how so that I wouldn't hurt her. You know, I've never even seen a woman completely naked except on some porns that I have."

I nodded in complete understanding. "Yeah, I'm a bit leary, too. Especially in situations like this." I tilted my head back at Joy and Kevin for emphasis. "I'm really not the type of person to walk into something like this. I didn't even know something like that was going to happen."

We both giggled a bit as he added, "Yeah. I can tell that. I like girls that keep their heads on straight and their wits about them. You seem to do that rather well."

I shook my head snickering, "Oh, don't be too sure about that! If it wasn't for my sister, I'd forget where I put my head sometimes. Most of the time, she says it's stuffed up my ass but, then again, aren't all sisters like that?"

It was good to laugh with someone so freely and not have to worry about what was being said. It made me think of the times that my ex-boyfriend would have before things suddenly went so sour. I went back to munching on the pizza that had now turned a bit cold.

"You want me to warm that up for ya? This room has a microwave. Odd, isn't it? A hotel room with a microwave. I suppose it's for those TV dinners that people love to pack in their suitcase." He smirked in sarcasm.

I smiled up at him, "No. I don't mind. I like cold pizza and this really isn't that cold. Besides, I really haven't had much to eat today and I need something before I go home."

He put on a fake pout and winked at me. "Awww, are you going so soon? It's only been about.....," he glanced over at the clock, "oh, about three hours." He smirked and winked again. Oh, if only he knew what that did to me. Winks are a definite weakness of mine and for him to do that to me twice and with such and amused twinkle in his eye was nearly enough to send my head spinning. Thankfully I caught my breath and steadied myself.

"Are you alright?" he asked a bit worried.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just got a little lightheaded there for a bit. Sorry. I didn't mean to worry you."

"Maybe you're right. You need to go home. Here, take some pizza with you. After all, I'm not going to eat it all."

Will grabbed a napkin and wrapped some pizza in it. As he handed it over to me, our hands grazed one another's for a split second but, it was enough. We froze in acknowledgement of the attraction growing between us. I flushed once again and looked down as I rose up off the bed, taking the pizza in hand.

"Yes, yes I think I need to be going now."

He nodded in agreement still a little stunned. As I began to walk towards the door, he mustered up a bit of courage to ask, "Ummm... can I at least have a chance to say good night?"

I turned towards him as he walked over. Wide-eyed and with lack of breath, I looked up at him as he stood there looking at me with heated curiosity. Slowly, he took me in his arms and leaned down to place the softest, most passionate kiss I'd ever felt on my lips. It was like butterfly wings. I never knew that something so soft could have so much meaning behind it. There was no way I would be able to breathe for the rest of the night. I studied his eyes. Yes, shining melted chocolate stars. I'd never seen anything like it before.

He brushed another kiss across my lips and smiled, "Good night."

 

It all started a few nights after my boyfriend broke up from me. I'd been having dreams nightly about what my boyfriend and I would do at the kon and how we would celebrate our business's growing popularity among the anime community. I had a full wardrobe of little schoolgirl skirts and gothic catgirl outfits packed into my suitcase and ready for a whole weekend of hentai, chain leashes, hanging with other anime freaks, and of course, the room parties. The wildest ones always happened on Saturday and on this night, I'd captured the news of the best one yet.

His wife the patriot

 Chapter 2 of 5                                 6/22/05

 

It had been a week since Jack had went back to Iraq to fight with his unit.  Ruth missed him very much but found comfort and purpose in visiting the soldiers recovering in the local VA hospital.  The soldiers were happy to see her and several now had envelopes with her pictures in them stuffed under their pillows.

It was just another day for Ruth as she showered and readied herself for her visit to the VA.  Standing naked, she admired herself in the mirror and went to get the camera to take another picture to send to Jack.  She sits the tripod and camera at the end of the bed, programmed to take a picture every 2 minutes.  Finding her long dildo, the first picture is taken of her with the dildo to her lips.  The second is of her on her back with it at the entrance to her pussy.  The third is of her with it about half inserted and the fourth is of her with it completely pushed in to the max.

Laying there with the dildo shoved completely inside to its balls it is further inside than ever before.  This causes a wave of orgasms to begin for the camera as she forgets it is still on.  Several orgasms later she sees the camera flash and realizes that Jack will receive quite the picture show as she fucks herself roughly with the dildo.

She arrives at the VA to see the doctor working on David and goes to the opposite side of his bed to comfort him.  When told to leave David looks to the doctor and says, “She’s my girl friend and will be taking care of me when I am released.”  The doctor drops the demand and tells them, “It looks as though you will be taking care of him at home tomorrow afternoon.  He won’t be using these arms for quite a while but he will be a lot happier at home.”

This causes them both to smile knowing what each other is thinking.  When the doctor leaves, Ruth leans in to hug him, giving him plenty of time to see inside her blouse.  As they sit and talk David tells her, “One of the guys said you jacked me off last night while I was sleeping.”  Ruth stands and smiles saying, “You must have been dreaming.  I wouldn’t do that.”  With a great big grin on her face she lifts the front of her skirt just enough to show him her shaved pussy and then turns to visit the rest of the room.

The guys are all concerned that she will not visit them anymore if David leaves and she reassures them that she will. 

Gathering her courage, Ruth goes to the ward with the older, 1 arm, black man and enters to find him sleeping.  Walking about the room she talks with the other young men who all seem to find her stimulating.  Several of the young men ask for pictures and she tells them that she will bring them later.  She quietly approaches the one armed black man and stands staring at him before laying her hand lightly upon his cock.  Even through the sheets she can tell it is large and extremely hard.

At home Ruth prepares the house for David and writes Jack a letter enclosing the new photos from that morning.  In her excited condition she literally has mail sex with Jack while writing.

The evening arrives and Ruth finds herself in the VA ward, as usual, just at closing time.  Walking into the end ward the one armed black man looks her over head to toe and starts to say something.  Ruth is standing in the middle of the room with her hands on her hips looking at him as he jabbers on, not listening. She raises her skirt and slightly bends forward, while reaching behind her, grabbing her own ass with both hands.  The young men behind her watch as she parts her legs and begins to touch herself. 

It ends as suddenly as it started with her standing back up and turning a circle holding her skirt up with both hands.  Smiling and walking to the black man she says, “You talk too much.”  When she reaches his bedside, his hand runs up her leg and under her skirt, touching her pussy.  Not saying a word he strokes her lips with one finger while staring her in the eye.  After what seemed like forever Ruth hoarsely says, “You are much better when you are quiet.”

Grinning now his finger finds the entrance causing her to part her legs.  Lightly his finger strokes her while occasionally entering her.  Ruth opens her eyes and lays her hand on his saying, “You seem to be getting much better.”  His only reply is, “I sure would like some more of your pictures.”  Putting his hand back onto his own chest Ruth smiles and responds, “I have some new ones I’ll bring by.” 

Back out in the hall Ruth stops to pull herself together before going to David’s room.  An orderly comes to her and smiles, telling her, “The men sure are enjoying you.  I have never seen a group of guys happier in this place.”  Staring back at this man, Ruth can see that he is being honest but she is somewhat surprised by his size.  Ruth knows she is tall, especially with heels, but this man is about 6’ 8”, 300 lbs, around 25 years old and black as night.

Smiling up at him she responds, “I’m just trying to do my part.”  Leaning down towards her he says in a low voice, “If you can get me some pictures, I’ll set it up so that you can visit after hours.”  He stands back up and Ruth feels small as she replies, “That would be nice.  I’ll be back after while.”

He tells her where to meet him later and smiles as he walks away.  Ruth feels like running at this point but continues to David’s room.  David is awake and happy to see her as she hugs him tightly.  Looking at her and smiling David says playfully, “Sit down here.  You look great.  In fact you look so great that I really need to be pointed in the other direction if you get my drift.”  They laugh and she sits on the bed side and reaches under and straightens his cock saying, “When you get home I sure hope that you can keep your cock somewhere out of trouble.”  They continue to laugh, each thinking about what was just said. 

Ruth’s nipples strain at her blouse and David notices saying, “God, I just love the way you are so comfortable showing off yourself.”   Looking to herself she places her hand on his chest and replies, “Wait until you see what I like to wear around the house.”  David’s eyes are full of lust at this comment and he responds, “You know I can hardly wait.  I have been hearing about your pictures but obviously can’t even look at them.”  Ruth turns a little more towards him showing him her pussy before saying, “I’m just glad you are getting better and going home.  I’ll be back in a little bit and bring you the latest pictures.”

She kisses his check and stands, seeing the desire in his eyes she leans back down, whispering to him, “Jack told me to take good care of you.  Don’t worry.”  This makes him smile and she turns to leave but not before talking to some of the other young men.

Smiling at the orderly as she leaves, Ruth heads home to print more pictures.  Printing several sets of pictures, Ruth now realizes that she has quite the picture gallery.  She decides to include her newest picture set also and heads back to the VA.

In the parking garage, Ruth waits nervously at the location told her by the orderly.  Eventually he walks towards her but this does not seem to calm her at all.  This man is a mountain next to her and he walks right up smiling and says, “I’m glad you came back.”  Ruth hands him the envelope and he smiles saying, “I’m sure I’ll enjoy these later.  Follow me and I’ll show you the back way in.” 

As they walk up the stairs Ruth follows this mountain as he talks to her about some of what he has seen her do and some of what the others have said.  When they get to the correct floor he turns to her and says plainly, “Everybody seems to be cool with this but try and be as discreet as possible when others are around.”  He did not even try and touch her or ask for any favors but just opens the door for her letting her inside.  This surprises Ruth who now sees this man as a real friend to these young soldiers.  In the hall Ruth smiles at the orderly and says quietly, “You seem to really like your job and these men.  Thank you!” 

The orderly smiles and walks away, leaving Ruth standing in the hall.  Quietly she enters the first ward and all of the men are sleeping.  When she exits the ward an orderly sees her and smiles as she walks towards the next ward.  Inside the lights are out but she knows this is the ward with the one arm black man who has given her quite the time.

Walking to his bed he is quiet and she lays her hand on his hand before reaching to his crotch.  She feels his hard cock and looks back to his face but he does not move.  She lays his envelope of the newest pictures on the other side of him before slowly pulling the sheet down until she sees the head of his cock.  He has not moved yet and Ruth pulls the sheets down past his crotch to allow her the best view in this light.  He moves slightly spreading his legs open just right to allow her to see his balls.  Not looking to his face anymore Ruth gently takes his black cock in her hand and strokes it slowly.  Her face is close as she looks at the first set of black balls she has ever seen.  Lust gets the better of her and she licks at the base of his cock. 

Standing his cock straight up she marvels at its length and color.  Just inches from her face, is her first black cock and she can smell its sexual scent.  Ruth moves closer brushing his cock across her face and lips.  Lost in her own lust, her tongue works its way to the tip and she lets go with her hand as her mouth begins to work its way down over his cock.  Slowly, she slides down until it touches the entrance to her throat before working her way back up.  It seems to be straining against her, trying to point towards his stomach and she lets her head fall slowly towards his stomach to ease this tension.

Lying still, the black man can only see the back of her head now as she begins to take his length back into her mouth.  Lost in the moment and dedicated to her work, Ruth pushes on until she feels her throat around his cock.  Controlling her breathing, Ruth keeps working at this until she opens her eyes to see his balls touching her lips. 

Pride in her work has brought this cock down her throat and she had not noticed that she had worked herself around to where she was almost lying on top of him to get the angle she needed.  Her left foot was still on the floor but her right knee was on the bed next to his chest with a hand on either side of him.

He could smell her scent and see her ass in the dim light as he enjoyed the feeling of her throat.  Gently, with his only arm, he runs his hand over her bare ass so lightly that she does not even notice.  Her whole body moves with her throat as she rocks back and forth fucking this cock into her throat. 

His hand rests on her ass until she takes his cock all of the way down her throat mashing her nose into his balls.  He uses this time to run his hand over her bare pussy and he parts her lips, expertly finding her clitoris.  Ruth does not notice and tries desperately to please this hard cock.  His fingers are soaked with her juices and he marvels at how excited this woman is.   One finger at a time disappears into her pussy until she begins to instinctively buck back against his hand.  Relaxed and wet his hand slips inside causing her to suddenly notice that she has been caught.

Pulling back off of his cock pushes his fist deeper.  Pulling away from his fist forces his cock into her throat deeper.  She is caught in the naughtiest of all traps and knows that there is only one way out.

She begins to move back and forth faster but this only shows the old black man what it takes to make her move faster and he begins to push her with his fist.  He pushes forward slowly until her nose touches his balls and then says, “I knew you are one hot bitch.” He backs off to let her breath and pushes again telling her, “I know you like my black cock.  Now I want you to try my black cum.”

He backs off letting her relax only for a second and begins to fuck her with his fist until she nearly collapses from her own orgasm, forcing his fist from her pussy.  She does not pull her mouth from him but continues to suck on only the head of his cock as she strokes him with her hand.  Suddenly, he tightens giving her what she has worked so hard for, swallowing only after she made sure to taste all of this mans seed.

Suckling on him until he began to soften, Ruth stands and covers him back up saying, “I hope you get better soon.  You have a great cock and I laid your pictures next to you.”  She kisses his forehead before pulling her skirt back down and turning to leave.

In the hall the big black orderly sees her exit the room and approaches her saying with a smile, “Let me show you the bathroom.  That was quite the show you put on.  You’ve given that man every reason to live now.”  Ruth smiles but is still too dazed to respond.  After cleaning herself up, she sees the big orderly and walks to where he sits.  Smiling she tells him, “Thank you, I kind of lost control in there.”  The big man just smiles to her saying, “My names Roger and I’m just glad I could help.”  Ruth touches his shoulder gently as she walks past him to David’s ward.

Inside it is dark and she walks to David’s bed still a little blind.  There, she sees him sleeping and leans down to kiss his cheek.  Disappointed that he is asleep she looks to the clock and sees that it is already 12:30.  Stopping to think she realizes that she must have sucked on that cock for well over an hour and turns to leave knowing that tomorrow David will be coming home.

In her skirt and high heels she struts up to the orderly’s sitting in the hall suddenly and catches them with her photos spread out on the desk.  The guys kind of freak, trying to hide the material but give up quickly when it is obvious.  “I see you like the pictures.”  Ruth says with a smile.  Roger apologizes and offers to walk her out.  Ruth figures him to try and fuck her at the car but is surprised when all he talks about is another young soldier that has lost the use of a lot of his body and wants to die. 

While going down the stairs, he leads while she follows, listening to this story.  Then he tells her, “He was trying to rescue a buddy that was shot by a sniper and ended up getting shot himself.  His buddy ended up dying anyway and I think that is what has just pushed him over the edge.”  Ruth stops as she hears this and covers her mouth almost crying.  Her escort stops and looks up to her and she says, “Please show me who he is.  I would really like to talk to him sometime.”  She turns and starts back up the stairs with him behind her and glances back to see that he is staring up her skirt.  This only causes her to shake her ass a little more and maybe even lean forward a little.

From the door to the ward, the orderly quietly leads her to this young soldier’s bedside and they stand next to him in quiet.  It is obvious to her that he is in bad shape just from all of the equipment around him.  Ruth takes Rogers hand and leads him from the room.

It is a quiet walk to the car as they both are obviously thinking of this poor young hero in need of reasons to live.  As Ruth sits down into her car her skirt rides up showing the big black orderly her smooth pussy.  Ruth makes no move to cover herself and looks up to Roger and says plainly, “I will make sure to go out of my way to give this guy something to look forward to.” 

Her big black orderly stares openly at her pussy and declares, “I just know you will.”

Dedicated to a drop dead gorgeous woman whom which I can only dream of having as my own.

The Story Man

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So I put a load a laundry in the wash and was thinking of taking a nap. The day was hot and the dogs where tired from playing outside. I went into their bedroom and turned the TV on to fall asleep while watching a movie. My brother in law, David, doesn't like light coming into the bedroom when he's sleeping, so it was dark when I walked in there. I found the closest lamp to the door, which turned out to be my mom's old lava lamp from college. Groovy. I got on their bed and made myself comfortable. I remembered that they had a small battery operated clock by the bed (I had used it a few times that I slept on their couch when visiting). I fumbled around in the near dark and I knocked something off of the table.

"Great" I thought "I just broke something."

I reached down and it was my sister's new vibrator that David bought for her for Valentines day. She told me how it was a gel based vibrator and was styled like a realistic penis, but with these rings on them. I looked at it in the low light and noticed how nice it felt in my hands. It really didn't help that I kept thinking about how much my sister told me it felt so real and was as close to David's cock size. I put it back in it's former place and turned the TV on. I took my shorts and top off and grabbed a over sized t-shirt. It smelled funny. Not a disgusting funny, but a manly smell. Like a hint of old spice. I figured it was my brother in law's and that my sister slept in on occasion.

It didn't take me long to start getting drowsy and the crappy afternoon movie helped make me fall to sleep faster. While I was falling asleep I could hear moans and groans from the TV as a steamy scene came on. Blurry eyed I tried to see what was going on. No luck, the sand man had hit me hard and I was out.

I awoke a few hours later from a very erotic dream. That damn alarm clock beeped just as I was getting it good in both ends. I never had that done to me before and as I laid there on the bed I started going over the dream, I reached down and found myself soaked. I laid there for a few more moments thinking about the dream and how it came about. I figured it was the sex scene I saw before I fell asleep and thinking about the vibrator I knocked on the floor. I thought about my sister and her husband doing it on this bed and how tender his touches probably were. Seeing that my sister and I shared many sex stories from our bed rooms, I figured it was another reason I was so worked up. I thought about my husband and the sex we had together and for a moment I thought about calling him to see if he would come over and give it to me. But after remembering our fight, I opted not to call him. Fuck him let him sit there and jerk his little pud to an Asian porno.

I looked down again and removed my panties. As I lifted up the oversized shirt I was wearing I caught another faint whiff of the cologne. I was turned on by it. I laid there with my legs slightly parted thinking that I should just masturbate to get my urges down. Seeing that I was married, I rarely needed the chance to finger myself. That was unless my husband asked me to so he could get hard. I had a small thought about the vibrator that was sitting only a foot way from me. I thought about how much my sister loved to have it in her. I thought about how cool it felt in my hands as I picked it up off the floor. I knew my sister was a neat freak, and always cleaned. I knew she had probably thoroughly washed her dildo and other play toys. But I got up weak kneed and picked up the purple love toy. I strolled to the bathroom, as if it was leading me, and ran it under some hot water.

"This not only will help get the lint off of it from falling on the floor, but will also make it feel more real" I thought to myself.

I peeked around the corner and saw that the dogs were still asleep so I walked back into the bedroom, and quietly closed the door behind me. I glanced over to the TV and noticed a few pornos that my sister had shown me one day while her husband was at work. I had asked her about a sexual technique and she showed me it on a porno they had bought. So I put it in and gently crawled back up on the bed. Right before I settled down I noticed another toy. It was blue and thin. Like a little ball joined on to a slightly bigger one and continued to do this until it hit a base. I remembered my sister showing me it too. It was an anal toy that her and David used from time to time. It also vibrated. I took it out of the package and noticed it was clean as well. So I scampered off to the bathroom again and ran it under hot soapy water. When I returned to the bedroom the "sex chat phone lines" commercials had ended and the porno had started. I sat there rethinking what I was about to do. I mean, no one else was going to find out. My sister and her husband wouldn't be back until the next day and my husband was helping a friend fix his roof. So, I sat back and watched the movie.

About 30 minutes into I noticed that my pussy was starting to trickle a little bit of lube. I ran my fingers over myself a few times and with the other hand I picked up the "purple vibrating love rod", as I like to call it. I looked at it one last time, hoping I would talk myself out of it. I ran the shaft up and down my slit. It felt good, and my body allowed me to let out a sigh to let me know how good it was.

Then came the scene that my sister had shown me. I was getting hotter. I had placed the dildo butt down on the bed and was rubbing the dick head up and down my slit, when the knob on the end jumped to life. Thankfully it was the lowest vibrating setting and I felt my juices turn to cream. I rubbed the head of the dildo around the opening of my pussy as I pulled the oversized shirt up over my tits. I held my breath and lifted my legs up an bent them so my knees where almost touching my boobs. I reached down and started to guide the biggest cock in my life into my burning pussy. I felt the head slip in and then the first ring. I stopped because I was trying to let myself adjust to the size. I smelled the shirt as I drew another deep breath and eased the dildo further up my pussy. I did this for a few more moments until I felt the fake nut sack resting at the entrance to my vagina. I laid there holding the fake cock with my cegal muscles. I couldn't believe I took the whole thing! I felt it vibrating deep in me as it tickled my cervix.

I was cumming and cumming hard. I put my hand now to keep my new prosthetic lover in me. I was in heaven. My husband had never bottomed out as deep as this dildo did. Hell none of the guys I fucked in school got this deep. I put my legs down and sat up on my knees. I held the dildo in as best as I could but I felt half of it slide out the butt of it rested on the mattress below me. I reached over to the anal toy. Thinking of the dream I had, I placed the point at my little butthole. Relaxing wasn't hard for me seeing that I had just came. So I lowered myself down on the anal toy. At first I didn't know if it was in. I reached back with my free hand and counted how many bumps on the toy was exposed. So far two had gone in. I was excited, because it wasn't hurting. I slowly lowered myself down on the anal toy and at the same time I was sliding back down the dildo that was still gyrating inside my hungry pussy. After a few moments both toys were deep in their positions. I leaned over on my hands and knees and grabbed a oversized pillow that was on the other end of the bed. I propped myself up on it and started sliding each toy in and out of their holes one at a time.

I was doing it! I was emulating my dream. I looked up at the porno and saw this chick getting it in her rear. I imagined it was me. I started grind hard on the dildo, when I caught a whiff of that cologne again. I then realized it was my brother in law's scent. And just as I realized that I let out a loud groan as my pussy spasmed against the deeply penetrated visitor and i ground the anal toy deep in my ass. The whole time I was cumming, I was thinking of David.

I laid there for a few minutes catching my breath. I was sure that I woke the dogs. I got up on shaky legs and let both of the toys slide out of their positions. I went into the bathroom and cleaned them both up and put them back. As I was checking the laundry all I could think of David. If my sister was correct about his cock and how gentle he was, and that the dildo was 95% identical to his, I wanted a part of him.

A few weeks passed and I had thought about my sex adventure off and on. It made me very wet when I thought about it. In the past, my sister and I shared clothes, we shared a bathroom, we even shared the same room when we were kids, but there was no way she would let me share her husband. I had to think of a plan and I had to think fast. The waiting was starting to kill me. I even tried not to fantasize about him when my husband was fucking the shit out of me. Then a few months later came the day I was hoping for. David was celebrating his 30th birthday, and as a big deal we went to this Hawaiian theme hotel for the weekend to celebrate.

As I walked up to the Kona Kai hotel my heart was racing.

"This is it girl, this weekend is when it will happen" I told myself.

"But how?" I answered.

As luck had it my husband wasn't going to stay the last night of the party, due to his work schedule. I walked into the lobby with my husband and met my sister and her husband. They had secured the biggest room months in advance, an apartment suite, and we would both have separate rooms. As we walked in our room, David sprinted up the spiral staircase to the loft where he claimed as theirs. I threw my suitcase into the room downstairs and took in the ambiance of the room. It was untouched from the date it was built. A 1960's "swingers pad" if I could say so. I put on my bikini and threw a pair of shorts and a t-shirt as David and my sister started to get unpacked upstairs. My husband was starting to get antsy and wanted to go swimming, so he left. I heard my sister tell David that tonight she was going to let him do anything he wanted to her to celebrate his birthday. My mind started to wonder.

"Hey kiddo, you coming with us?" David asked as I snapped out of my day dream.

"Sure, I'm ready. Who wants a drink?" I replied.

"That's the best thing I've heard in the past 30 seconds. I hope everyone else has arrived" He jotted back.

We had a great time playing in the pool and talking with other Hawaiian enthusiasts (who David had invited) who had come from around the country. He drank Mai Tais and joked with the other artists and enthusiasts who gathered around us. Later that night after drinking and swimming, we went back to the room. About two hours after we laid down I heard hushed moans coming from the loft. It sounded like my sister was going to get it good. My husband rolled over and as I was lightly brushing my pussy I felt that his prick was hard. I didn't know if he had heard them as well or was dreaming good. I started stroking his hard cock and as my sister started getting a little out of hand. He grabbed a condom and I pulled my panties off and started ridding my husband. I knew my sister was getting closer to cumming, and feeling embarrassed, I didn't want them to hear me and my husband going at it too. So I started grinding hard on him. Just as I heard David groan, I knew he was cumming in my sister, I then felt my husband unload himself into the condom that shielded my pussy from his tiny army. I had brought condoms because I had been on antibiotics and was just a little scared of getting pregnant just yet. I know he didn't like it, but he also didn't want to have children just yet either. Exhausted I rolled off of him and listened to our heavy breathing. I fell asleep thinking of how I could get David's cock deep in me like I had the dildo.

The next day was almost like the other day. But my sister wasn't acting like she was up to speed. I asked her what was wrong and she told me that she thought that she had got the coughing crud that I had the week earlier. She didn't drink any mixed drinks, only hot tea, because she was complaining that she has a sore throat. I told her that she probably did get what I had. I gave her some of my left over antibiotics. She told me that I could get pregnant if i took these and the birth control pill. I told her that I had condoms and asked her if she had any at the house. She told me that she was on the shot and that antibiotics didn't affect it.

Well about 8 o'clock rolled around and she was feeling worse. My husband came up to me and told me he was going to be leaving soon so he could get to bed at a decent time. My sister over heard him and asked if he could take her home. She was feeling worse and was worried about the dogs being cooped up in their kennels. I couldn't believe it. I had my window!

"David?" my sister asked.

"Would you be mad at me if I went home? I don't feel well and I'm worried about the dogs being in their kennels so long."

"No honey, I wouldn't. I would you rather feel comfortable and get some rest. Don't worry about me, I'm going to go to bed earlier than last night. Most of my friends are leaving early and I was going to have breakfast with them and see them off." he said sweetly.

"Okay, I just don't want you to think i ruined your birthday.." She said.

"No baby, last night made up for any bad thoughts you may have floating in your head. Do you need any money for some medicine?" He said.

"No Lisa gave me some of hers, and I have some cough syrup at the house"

"Okay," he said as he kissed her head, "I'll see you tomorrow around lunch time."

We packed up all of his presents and told our spouses we loved them and headed back to the bar. I had been drinking pina coladas all day and I was pretty plowed. About 10 o'clock, David wanted to go back to the room and get some rest. I followed him back to make sure I wasn't locked out and didn't miss my window. We walked in the room and he climbed the stairs to the loft bed, I followed up there and made sure he was okay. We talked about how fun it was and about his friends that he had invited. With a slurred speech he told me good night and I walked back down the stairs. My pussy was on fire. I was thinking of how I could talk him into doing it, I knew he loved my sister with all his heart and if the tables were turned he would love me the same. But the tables weren't turned and I was stuck with a dilemma on how I could seduce him. I went to my room and pulled out my sexiest of lingerie. I took a shower thinking I could talk myself out of it one more time. I walked out of the shower thinking I was just going to bed and as I toweled myself out I noticed the lingerie begging me to put them on. I listened and I could hear David softly breathing as he slept. I picked up the underwear thinking I would put them back in my bag. But the next thing I knew I was straightening the garter belt in the mirror. I looked at myself in the mirror, I looked so cute I wanted to fuck myself. I quietly walked to my doorway and looked up at the loft. There was a dull dim grow from the accented lights up there. I couldn't see him so I quietly crept up the stairs. I was thinking to myself:

"I should at least check on him, he did drink a lot. I hope he didn't get sick in the bed"

I climbed the spiral staircase step by step, listening to him as he softly breathed. When I got to the head of the stairs I could see he was still sleeping in his clothes. I thought:

"Well I could at least get him in his shorts so he will be comfortable."

I looked at him in the dim light. Now David wasn't a muscular man, average build. He was six foot and about 200 lbs. He had strong arms and I had seen him chop wood during the winter. I looked over him thinking that I would actually just undress him and get him covered with the bed sheet. I walked over to him and started undoing his Hawaiian printed shirt. No movement. I got that off and started with his shorts. I got them undone and unzipped when I noticed he wasn't wearing short's but wearing his swim suit. This came to a surprise when I noticed his flaccid member coming into view. He started to shift. I held my breath. He started to mumble:

"Judy, I love you so much, this is the best birthday ever."

I giggled, he thought I was my sister.

"Well baby, we can end it in a bang" I cooed back.

What was I doing!? I thought I had talked myself out of this!

"Sweetheart I love you, I love how you love me" he said.

"I loved you too...baby" I answered back

Crap, if he woke up and realized i wasn't his wife he might freek! I leaned over and kissed him on the lips.

"Shhh, why don't you settle back and get some sleep" I said.

Yeah that's what we needed to do was to just go to sleep.

"But baby, I wanted to do more, I'm not a day older yet" he protested as he reached out to me and brushed my leg. "Oh you put on your sexy underwear for me?" he asked.

"Yes baby," I said, "all for you because I love you."

I moved a little closer as if the underwear was controlling me.

"...And I want that hard cock of yours" my voice sounding a little gruff.

"mmm" he said drunkenly as he started to lift up.

"No no baby, you stay right there. I'll take care of you." I said to him as he settled down.

I took off the rest of his shorts. I figured he would fall back to sleep and I would just sneak out and forget my plan of ridding his hard dick. But I was wrong. When I turned around and looked at him again his dick was starting to get hard. I just stared at it. I was almost the size of the dildo from the bed stand. But not purple and ribbed, of course. I leaned in to get a closer look. I saw him put his head up, but couldn't see his face. That was good because with out his glasses he couldn't tell me apart from my sister. the low light and booze helped as well. I leaned in further and out of reflex my mouth opened and I took the head of his cock in my mouth. I rolled it around in my mouth for a while and slowly went down his shaft. All this time he was getting harder, and deeper in the back of my throat. I couldn't take the size any longer and I asked him if he was ready to go to sleep. He didn't answer. I climbed up on the bed and got closer to his face. he was out again. I looked at him laying on the bed, on his back, totally nude and still hard. Very sweet. I sat there for a moment thinking maybe I could just rub against him. My hormones took over and once my panties were off, I stood there, just staring at his whole body. I moved right over to his bed and climbed up there next to him, taking his penis in my hand and straddling his waist so that he was rubbing against me. And that was pretty much all I'd planned to do.I could at least do that, couldn't I? I figured I'd just use David's penis to masturbate with and by doing that I'd get to an orgasm. I would have gone with half of the plan, David got a secret birthday ride from me and all was safe. So while I was rubbing the tip of David's penis back and forth along the slit of my vagina I kept thinking about how good it had felt before when I'd had the dildo tip up inside me. Well, the more I thought about the idea the more that I liked it. So I settled myself over David's penis, holding it straight up, and then slowly lowered myself down until I felt him start to poke into my vagina. Finally I felt the entire tip entering me. I took a deep breath at this point and tried to calm myself. I wanted to have an orgasm like this, but not really quickly, you know? I wanted to really enjoy this! But then I started to wonder. You know. What it might be like to have David's penis all the way inside me. Well, I suppose you can probably guess what happened now! I kind of lowered myself down a little more, feeling a bit more of my brother in law's penis going into my slippery vagina. My body was betraying me, and I liked it. It felt like I was being stretched out and it was really strange, but I liked it, too. I went down a little more and soon had half of him inside me. At that point I paused, trying to adjust to what was happening between my legs. All the fingering I'd done while imaging him hadn't been anything even close to what this felt like! I wanted to scream out with pleasure, but I knew that would probably wake up David from his drunken slumber and I couldn't even begin to imagine how I'd get out of THAT situation! Trying to explain to your brother in law why you're pantyless and straddling his naked body with half his penis stuffed into your vagina would be a little difficult. But of course half wasn't enough. I went down even further until finally I felt a faint tickle from David's pubic hair. I had him all the way inside me! And GOD did it feel good! Now I was interested in cumming, so I started moving up and down on David's penis, feeling it slide in and out of me. I got a bit of a shock, though, when I stopped moving at one point, but I could still feel David sliding around inside me. I looked down and realized that he was fucking me a little. I wondered if he was awake or anything, but he looked like he was still sleeping, so I guessed it must've just been like some instinct thing or perhaps he thought i was Judy. I didn't know for sure, but it felt good! I stopped moving entirely and just enjoyed the feeling of my brother in law fucking me in his sleep. It wasn't too much longer after that, that my vagina began contracting hard around David's penis as my orgasm started. It was such an incredible orgasm! MUCH better than ANY I'd ever had before! Much better than the dildo! My brain just like completely froze up as it happened! Then David started fucking me a little harder. So hard that he was like lifting me up off the bed! Suddenly I felt his penis twitching inside me and there was this feeling of warm splashing happening in my vagina. It seemed like David was having his orgasm, he was emptying his seed in my womb. My womb that i had been protecting from my husband because of the... Oh SHIT! The antibiotics! I felt a shudder go up and down my spine. My eyes closed reflexively, my body shuddered from head to toe, and I groaned as my orgasm overtook. My eyes were fluttering open and closed as I shuddered in tremendous relief. As I felt his prick pulsing inside me as I let out a mighty "Awwwwwwwwhh. Uhhhhh!"

In a little bit, my orgasmic fogged mind began to function again and I realized my brother in law had been coming inside me as I orgasmed. Even with that sobering thought, I couldn't make my body stop having the release it needed and in spite of my conscious will, my body insisted on keeping David's prick inside me until my orgasmic release had been completed.

When I finally raised up, David's cum-slick dick plopped out and a flood of my own juices and white milky cum flowed back out of my sperm saturated pussy saturating David's balls, groin, and pubic hair. I very carefully got off him, feeling kind of empty as his penis slid out of my vagina, and grabbed my panties and went back to my bedroom. When I got in here, I felt around and grabbed a pillow and placed it under my butt. I figured that if I was probably knocked up, so why bother fighting it. As I laid there with my ass in the air, feeling his potent sperm sloshing in my pussy, I figured that i would have unprotected sex with my husband when I got home and took a pee test to make sure I was really pregnant.

So did my new plan it work?

I hope so. I'm sitting here 6 months pregnant as I type this and I'm I know it's not my husband's. And he doesn't have a clue. David never found out about that night. Afterward I cleaned him up and covered him in his sheets and he has never acted as if he knew. Atleast I know that the baby kicking in my womb will one day satisfy a woman just his daddy did.

"I know."

Cassie looked him in the eye, "Okaaaaay." Then she put the robe back up, this was a little interesting she thought. "So you want me to answer the door like this?"

"Sure." John answered with a devilish grin.

Cassie got the hint finally and decided to run with it, just to see what would happen.

A few minutes later there was a knock on the door, Cassie got up from the bed and walked out of the room, pulling the door almost completely shut as she left. As she walked through the dining room on her way to the front door she yelled, "Coming…" She stopped and placed her purse on the floor, just for effect she thought. She opened the front door.

"I have a delivery for you." Said the delivery boy, Cassie noticed him look her over from head to toe, the anticipation had made her nipples hard, and her top was see through any way.

"Great," she said, "could you just bring it in and set it on the counter there while I get your money?"

"Sure." Answered the delivery boy as he stepped in through the door.

Cassie went to her purse and bent over at the waist to pick it up making sure that the delivery boy had a nice view of her ass in the high cut boy shorts she was wearing. Meanwhile, John had moved from the bed to the door of the room and was peeking through the crack.

Cassie counted the money in her purse and realized it was not enough, "Have a seat on the couch while I go get the rest of the money."

"Yes, ma’am." The boy replied, and did as he was told.

Cassie had a desperate desire to seduce this young man while John watched from the bedroom, it was a first for her but the prospect of it was exciting nonetheless. She went into the bedroom to get the rest of the money. John saw her coming and moved away from the door. She walked in and shrugged her shoulders at John who simply nodded his ascent.

Cassie got the rest of the money and went back into the living room with a partial plan of what was going to happen next.

"What’s your name?" She asked as she walked into the living room.

"Umm, Mike, ma’am." He answered and got up.

Cassie was standing in front of him and she asked, "Does Mikey ‘like it’?" You know from the Life cereal commercials.

The boy grins and she pushed him back down softly, "Mikey likes everything, if it’s ok ma’am."

"No, it is not ok, it is just what I’d hoped for!" She looked down and noticed he was starting to bulge.

"Are you happy to see me, or is that how you greet every one you meet?" The boy got even more embarrassed.

"Don’t be embarrassed, I just wanted you to know how happy it makes me! So what do we do about this, hmmm?" She asked.

The boy was unable to respond verbally, Cassie realized this was going to be all up to her, and she was not passing this up for anything. She knew she should probably be nervous too, it has been almost 10 years since she was 18, but it’s all for fun so who gives a shit what happens.

She leans over and starts to stroke the boy’s leg, "Can I sit down?"

The boy nodded, "Yes." Cassie sat down close enough to hear the rapid breathing he was trying to control.

"May I touch you, I am very interested in, um, how excited you are?" She asked.

Again the boy nodded yes, she moved her hands up his thighs and began to rub along the length of his rigid manhood. The boy put his arm around her shoulder and began to caress her breast through her shirt. Cassie was getting very excited and started to feel the juices flow between her legs.

"I am so turned on by you right now that I could explode, I want you to fuck me hard!" Cassie blurted out.

Mikey got up and dropped his pants, then ripped her boy shorts down. Mike pushed her back against the couch, and climbed on top of her. Cassie grabbed his hard uncircumcised cock and guided it to her dripping wet opening. She saw from the corner of her eye that John had moved into a better position, she placed her heels against the boys butt cheeks and pulled him into her.

"God you are so big!" She cried out, and cast a wink John’s way. This excited the boy tremendously and he started to plunge into her with a fury.

"You like it?" He asked.

"Yesssss!" Cassie cried out.

He was plunging into her deeply and pulling on her shoulders now to get more depth, he put one of her legs over her shoulder and was going harder and faster than Cassie had been used to for some time. She turned over into a doggy style position and he lined up and spread her cheeks, then he slid his long hard cock into her slippery hot pussy she thrust against it as hard as she could. As he thrust into her she could feel his balls slapping against her clit in this position and with each slap she moaned her pleasure. She reached under her and grabbed him by the scrotum and massaged it gently, then she began to rub her tingling clit furiously, she felt the orgasm welling inside her and could feel the boy swelling as well.

He was so big it hurt, but she was so excited knowing that John was watching, and she could see him occasionally stroking himself. This so turned her on that she could not control herself, she was so into it and decided to really blow the doors off.

"Fuck me Mikey!" She ordered. She was getting close to an orgasm, and now the boy picked her up he held her legs spread in front of her and continued to fuck her hard, his length made even this position possible, and it was a completely new experience for Cassie. This position placed the head of his cock right on her G-Spot and she exploded hard and long leaving her cum dripping down the length of Mikey’s painfully hard love shaft.

Never in her life had she experienced such an orgasm, and she was seeing stars, she felt him through the daze as he tensed and started to throb deep in her vagina. Then she felt the hot juice spew and spew from his cock deep into her dripping wet pussy.

He sat her down with a satisfied grin, Cassie was just astounded, and she got up and went to get a towel to clean them up.

"How much is the dinner?" She asked.

"I got this, that was payment enough." She smiled, he dressed and walked to the door, he turned and said, "If you are ever in need, remember to order extra egg rolls." He walked out of the door as satisfied as he’d ever been.

Cassie, legs still weak, walked over to where John sat hidden, "Well, how was that?" She asked.

John took only one second to respond, "That was fabulous my dear!"

He stood and took her hand and led her into the shower, he lovingly cleaned every inch of her smooth, silky body. Then he gets out and dries her off . They go into the bedroom, he lays her down on the bed and began to caress the soft skin of her legs, his hands continue to wander up, until her reaches her pubic mound, and then he slides his fingers between her thighs. He spreads her legs and moves up until he can kiss her clit, it is still throbbing from her recent orgasm, so she jerks as he touches her, but the relaxes. John spreads her pussy lips and uncovers her clit and begins to lightly lick it, Cassie experiences waves of pleasure, and John is harder than he has been in a while he moves up and slides the head of his rock solid penis into her.

Her pussy is feverishly hot, and he begins to pump into very fast, rabbit like, still turned on and even more so from the image of John stroking himself calmly while she seduced another man Cassie explodes with nearly the same intensity she had experienced a few minutes ago. John was unable to hold out and was soon ejaculating into her.

They kissed passionately and lay next to each other, spent and in love they were soon asleep, John thought as he faded, "Another fantasy fulfilled, with many more to come…"

How about we go back to your place and see what we can organise. You might be interested after we have a bit of time together.

I said ok – more because I didn’t want an argument - but I really wasn’t in the mood for fun and sex.
When we got back to my place we went straight up to my bedroom and she stripped off immediately – as I said I wasn’t really interested and she came to me and we kissed and she began to undress me. I let her more to stop an argument. When she had me naked I was soft and she couldn’t believe that I didn’t want to fuck her.
She got down and sucked my soft cock until I began to respond and it gradually got hard and she said now that’s more like it. Is it due to your injury or is it the team loss.

I said it’s a bit of both really – I am sore from the injury and the fact I didn’t play and we lost is a bit disheartening. I know the guys are upset too.

Never mind she said – here I am and I will make it all better for you – do you want me to finish sucking you off or would you prefer to fuck.

I said we had better fuck because if you suck me off and after I have cum I may not be able to get it up again to fuck you and I know you want to be fucked so we will do that first.

She got up on the bed and said you can suck me out if you want to – I wont mind just so long as I cum. I am really hot for it today – I don’t want to masturbate myself off I would rather you fuck me. I wont take long to cum I am sure.
I decided it would be better to fuck her as my mind just wasn’t on the job and she could get on top and have some fun with my cock and I wouldn’t have to do much.

We started off missionary and as I got my cock into her she smiled at me and said oh god that feel good going in – you have no idea how I  love being fucked by you – you have one really great cock.

I said you have had a few – but are you just saying that or is it really true.

She said its true – I don’t know what it is about it but I get more sensations when your cock is inside me when we are fucking than I have had with any of the other guys I have been with. I knew that the first time you did it to me – you remember that day.

I did vividly – it was a gang bang.

She had told me before how many guys had fucked her – I knew most of them except for her first one. There had been about 10 before me – she had been a team slut for a while and she had a few of the guys from the team through her.  She had her first fuck at 13 with an 18 yo guy and since then she has let each of her boyfriends do it with her and on one occasion had three guys gang bang her.

How about the guy who took your virginity – he must have been pretty good.

She had told me the story before but I was trying to get myself worked up and her telling me about it again may help.

She told me  - I was so sore when he did me I had no idea what he felt like other than he was huge – well it was for me then – he was 7 inches and now you are as big as him. I had slit as wide as a pencil line. All he wanted was to fuck me and I was just meat for him – he couldn’t have cared less – he wanted a virgin and he got one and I did all the virgin things he wanted – I bled – I cried – it hurt -and he came in me without protection and I was scared I would get pregnant – he laughed and said I wouldnt be the first one he has banged up. If that happens he said its all your fault and you can do what you like with it.

When it was over he didn’t want to have anything to do with me again.  I hated him forever after that. He told me to get out of his car and I did and he drove off. I cried all the way home – it was the worst beginning I could have had. I was sore for two days after him, he was so rough. It hurt after he had been so rough and my legs hurt to walk. The inside of my legs and my vagina was all bruised he fucked me so hard.

The second guy was a real fantastic guy and treated me like a princess and made me feel really special when we did it. He used a condom and after he came he tied it off and gave it to me to remember him by. I still have it – its all dried up now but it is still intact and I look at it to remember the worst and the best time I ever had.
 
I had not heard the story of the second guy before and I was beginning to feel better and the sensation of fucking her was getting better, I could feel her warmth and tightness of her cunt all around my cock, she was 18 now and I guess her cunt was just naturally tight because she always felt good when we fucked together. She enjoyed being fucked and made it feel good for both of us the way she moved, and the things she did.

We had been going together for a few months and she hadn’t had anybody else up her since she and I went together – the rest of the girls in the squad all fuck and quite often will gang bang after a game with some of the team. I have been involved in a few before I had one with her and somehow I liked her One time I took her home after a few of us fucked her one time and we sat and talked. She told me she could not remember what it was like with the other guys, she just let it happen and while she said she enjoyed it. It  was more the fact the guys wanted it with her rather than some of the other girls – they all had the ones they liked – I knew that because we would often talk about which one of the squad we would fuck after the game and the fact we were gang banging didn’t bother us. She told me she actually came when I was fucking (I was the last of four that day) her and she has never cum before when she has gang banged. It started a bit of a discussion amongst us because she wouldn’t fuck or gang bang after she took up with me. Ultimately they didn’t mind as there were plenty more in the squad for them to fuck and we had a groupie mob that was easy to get into also. I guess there must have been about 20 girls that we available and there was never a problem getting a fuck if you were in the team. I was the only one to have a regular girl that nobody else touched.
We had been fucking for about 20 minutes and I was beginning to feel much better and actually had begun to enjoy fucking her, she was happy and she changed position and got on top and had cum once already. After that we had changed to doggy and I was happily fucking her from behind.

Then we heard my brother came home – we heard him come in and go to his room – he was well aware of the fact we often fucked in my bedroom. It didn’t bother us and we continued to enjoy ourselves.

He must have heard the sounds in our room and he came in, he said to ask how the game went  – it wasn’t the first time he had found us fucking and I had found him in bed with a couple of girls at different times.  He said oh shit I am sorry I didn’t know the two of you were here. I just wanted to know how the game went.

I said we lost – then he said how are you feeling – I said I don’t know what hurts the most my injury or the fact I didn’t play and they lost.

He said sorry again and went to leave.

Then he stopped and said to Anne – what is June like – I have asked her out later on – I just came home to shower etc before I picked her up.

Anne was never embarrassed when being seen fucking – her gang bangs and some of the times she had sex in the locker room were very visible – before she and I got together. Having Bill standing there talking to her as I fucked her didnt bother her and she talked to him as if nothing was happening. Anne said – well she fucks and a few of the guys like it with her – you will have no problem with her she is fairly easy and I guess you will enjoy it with her.

While they were talking I came and I unloaded my cum into Anne doggy and pulled out.

It felt good as I shot my load into her. We had been fucking for the best part of half an hour and my feelings had improved considerably – Anne was a good fuck and she made it better by the way she liked it as well and shared the feelings we were having rather than just lay there and let me fuck her, like a few girls I have fucked before do.
I went to the bathroom to shower and left Bill and Anne together.

After I had showered and shaved I went back and there they were both on the bed and Bill was on top of her fucking each other. My brother was fucking my girl.

I said shit mate what is going on – Anne said its my fault I asked him if he would like to have a go with me. He didn’t at first but in view of your mood I didn’t think you would mind. After all you have fucked a couple of his girls before.
 
I said well I have seen it all now – now I have to share my girl with my brother. Anne said don’t be like that he is a nice guy – he cant fuck like you but I am sure June will enjoy him.

Bill said if you like I can bring her back and you can fuck her later on.

I said no thank you – I am more than happy with Anne now, but before you finish with her pull out – if I go in again or suck her out I don’t want a load of your cum in there for me to have to fuck through. He laughed and said anything you ask for mate – she is a great fuck – I have to admit I havnt enjoyed one like this for a while – I hope June is as good.
Anne said thank you – I must say the two of you don’t lack any finesse when it come to fucking – you are both very good.

I stood there while Bill and Anne fucked for a few minutes then he said shit Im cumming holy shit that was quick, I have to pull out, and he pulled back as he did  he came all over Annes body, she had his cum from the top of her tits to her cunt. He had really sprayed it everywhere.
Anne said wow that was amazing – I have never seen a guy spit so much at one time and look at me I am covered in it.

I said I should make you lick it off her.

Anne laughed and said now that would be a first.

Bill said you wouldn’t would you

I said if I catch you two together again I will believe me.

Now bugger off and get yourself ready for your little slut you are going to fuck the ass out of tonight.

Anne said how do you know she likes it up the ass.

I said I don’t – its just a turn of phrase.

Bill said well now – that’s something I can work on – I don’t mind a bit of ass fucking at times – I hope she has a good ass.

Anne said there are a few I could tell you to ask – I know she has had a few of the team up her that way.

Anne said to me have you done her like that – I said I havnt done her at all – any way and I draw the line at the ass hole anyhow – you know that.

Anne said – I am sorry I know you don’t do it that way – I am sorry.

I said go and have a shower and get his stuff off you its running down everywhere.

Anne left and Bill went to follow her – and I said – how was it – did you enjoy it – I wasn’t as mad as I may have seemed to Anne – I just didn’t want her to think I didn’t care if she let any body fuck her – I wanted her for myself alone.

Bill said to be honest – she was fantastic – you are one lucky dude – I hope June is half as good – do you want me to bring her back – I said no – I just might feel like fucking Anne again – I am feeling better now. I guess we may order in some pizza and fuck ourselves stupid again.

See you later and Bill left and I could hear the two of them in the bathroom talking.

Anne came back and said I am sorry – I didn’t realise that you would get so upset.

I said I wasn’t really – it just came as a bit of a shock seeing you and Billy fucking like rattle snakes – he was really giving you a good workout by the look of it.

Anne said he was- but I wouldn’t tell him that – I think June is going to be one happy girl if he gives it to her like he gave it to me. I am glad he didn’t cum in me – I am hoping we might get down to a bit of oral after on.

I said why did you think I told him that – eating you out after I have cum in you is ok but not after some other guy – even if it was Bill had cum in you.

She said would you believe when he came into the bathroom he said if you had made him lick me he would have enjoyed it – he said licking my cum off your nipples would have been mind blowing.

I said its just as well I have washed it all off.

He said lets hope there is another time.

Anne said – you have no hope now. I am a one man girl forever. Get used to seeing me around for a long time – your brother is the best fucking man I have ever met and I am not going to give him up easily believe me – even to you lover boy.

I said now that’s a challenge – onto the bed girl _ I am feeling much better and so will you by the time I have finished with you by the morning.

Oh help me god she said  - my time has come – he is going to fuck me to death.

We kissed and we ended up on the bed and within a minute we were having the first of many more fucks we were to enjoy that night.    

   "Hinata what are you doing there?" he asked, Hinata blushed,

   "I was hiding,” she said very quietly,

   "From what?" asked Naruto,

   "Some men were chasing me and saying things", whispered Hinata beginning to cry.

  Naruto surveyed Hinata, she had grown up, her hair was long, she was taller and had a far better physique, Naruto couldn't help notice Hinata's breasts had gone from some little things to ones a bit smaller than Tsunade's but still big enough.

   "What are you looking at, Naruto?" asked Hinata through sobs.

   "You, you have gotten very beautiful Hinata,” said Naruto moving closer to Hinata, "Very beautiful indeed". Hinata smiled but continued to sob even harder. Naruto moved closer to Hinata, he hugged Hinata and patted her on the back, "It's ok, I'm here now", Hinata smiled and without thinking kissed Naruto on the lips, slipping him the tongue.

   "Oh, sorry Naruto, I don't know what came over me" she said pulling away, blushing. Naruto smiled and lent in and kissed her again, slipping her the tongue. The pair embraced for a few minutes before pulling away,” Oh Naruto, I love you", Naruto smiled down at her.

   Hinata pulled away and removed her top, large breasts popped out, pink nipples stood out like large pencil erasers, "Please Naruto, take my virginity, I want to be with you".

   "Ok, Hinata" said Naruto, he reached up and played with the nipples, Hinata moaned slightly, Naruto looked down at her crotch, a wet mark had appeared were her pussy would be, "Hinata your getting wet" he said softly.

    Hinata pulled away her pants; a nice shaven pussy appeared, glinting slightly with a liquid sheen. Naruto bent down and stuck his tongue; the tight, warm hole welcomed the invader, excreting more warm liquid.

   "Oh Naruto, more, more", Begged Hinata, Naruto began sucking on her clit like a baby from the mothers nipple, Hinata moaned in ecstasy, "YEEESSSSS!!!!" She moaned loudly.

   Hinata looked down at Naruto, she glimpsed a bulge in his pants, judging by her limited knowledge of hard-ons, and she guessed Naruto was on the well-endowed side in the sex organ area. Hinata rubbed her foot on Naruto’s dick, Naruto pulled away and smiled.

   “Why didn’t you ask?” Naruto stood up and pulled of his top and then down with his pants, his dick sprang up quickly, it was at least 11 inches. Hinata blushed,

   “That’s very big Naruto”, she said quietly as she reached out one hand and began to stroke it. Her hand went up and down the shaft; it pulsed in her hand, a clear liquid slowly oozing from the tip of the swollen head. Hinata slowly worked up the courage to lick it, her tongue moved closer to the head, finally touching its tip. She became more bold and liquid up the drips of pre-cum, ‘it doesn’t taste that bad’ she though to herself.

   Hinata became even more bold and began trying to fit the large dick in her mouth, the dicks sheer size stretched her mouth and slid quickly to the back of her mouth. She pulled away, gagging.

   “What’s wrong?” asked Naruto

   “It’s too big” she said smiling, Naruto smiled back

   “Try it slowly”, suggested Naruto and Hinata nodded before gingerly sticking the huge cock back in her mouth. She sucked and used her tongue like a pro, wiping it over the head, collecting the oozing pre-cum. She began stroking the shaft again with her hand while the other massaged Naruto’s balls.

   Naruto moaned with pleasure at the feeling of what Hinata was doing, she was a goddess far beyond Sakura. Naruto cupped and fondled with Hinata’s breasts, they were nice and firm, but big and large too, Tsunade’s were larger and softer. Hinata’s head bobbed in the direction of Naruto’s body and back again, sucking the shaft and head, she looked at the pubes on Naruto, as she gained courage and got closer to his body, they got dangerously close to her eyes.

   Naruto pulled away, “Hinata let me stick it in”, Hinata nodded and pulled away and backed herself up against the wall and slid down, Naruto moved in towards her and knelt down, he lined his cock up with her pussy and gingerly pushed it in.

Hinata’s hole was tight and really moist, it sucked the cock in further, keeping it warm and sheltered, Hinata moaned slightly as she felt the huge rod inside her body.      Naruto gently pulled his cock out, when the shaft was out all the way up to the head he pushed back in again, slowly and softly. Hinata moaned silently at the feeling of the long, thick slab inside her cunt, tenderising her hole.

   “Harder Naruto, Harder, I want to feel it rip my pussy to shreds”, screamed Hinata, Naruto obliged and began thrusting harder and faster, Hinata screamed and moaned, the feeling of Naruto’s cock ripping her insides was too much. Hinata let out a loud moan and orgasmed, her first orgasm, hot liquid oozed out of her pussy and onto the cold ground, soaking Naruto’s cock in the process.

   Hinata smiled, “more please”, Naruto smiled back and began thrusting again, his dick into her pussy, quicker and quicker his pace went, digging as deep as he could inside. He groped at Hinata’s tits, fondling them as he pushed in and out, Hinata came again and Naruto felt he was on the verge too.

   Naruto pulled out, “I’m about to come”, he said between gasps, Hinata nodded and instantly went down on Naruto and began sucking off Naruto. The large cock was covered in her pissy juices, she enjoyed the taste of it, she made a mental note to finger and suck off her pussy juice. Hinata bobbed up and down on the cock, licking the head, Naruto moaned loudly.

   “Shit, I’m coming”, then all of a sudden white sperm erupted out of the head and fell through the air onto Hinata’s face, tits and mouth. For many seconds the eruption lasted before it stopped and Hinata began licking the cum off her face.

 

They enjoyed my tales of old towns and cities in England and Greece, small villages in Scotland and Ireland and my mom even found Morocco to be more than just a hellhole on the map; still, I don’t believe I quite persuaded them of the intoxication one experiences when one leaves a small, oppressive, ‘friendly’ town and heads out into the big wide world.

 

They also failed to understand how I could have returned to the States and heading for Chicago, enrolling in college there rather than somewhere closer to home. As far as they are concerned, we’re talking about another hellhole on the map.

 

They have been taking turns keeping their eyes on me for the past three days, after which I was finally able to make a phone call without their suspicious glances following me, as if I was just about to dash out of the house never to return.

 

I knew Janie’s mom had passed away about a year after I left, and occasional letters that I received from my friends in Europe have told me that things in everybody’s lives were changing very rapidly. A few months away from home I began feeling like I couldn’t catch up anymore, things have been different for all of us. I never called any of my friends in four years, occasionally mailing a postcard, just so that they would know I was still thinking of them. I don’t believe they knew quite how often they all crossed my mind.

 

On the third day after I returned home, I finally gathered enough courage to call Janie, somewhat surprised, but pleased that the phone number had not changed. My mom told me that after her mother’s death, Janie and her father have finally moved to a new house, which had been a plan when we were still in high school.

 

“Hey!” was all I said and Janie screamed in delight. It felt good to be remembered so well.

 

She was so happy I called. What? I was at home? Oh my god, now she was really happy! She doesn’t have time to talk; she is on her way out the door as we speak. She is sitting for an exam, a really hard one, so she shouldn’t be late. Yeah, college is a drag, but it’s not all that bad really. She should be back in the afternoon. I absolutely have to come and we’ll go out and find other girls. But she’ll be back at four and do I know where she lives now? Yeah, I should come by exactly at four and we’ll hang out. And by the way, she’s pissed at me for not keeping in touch, but she’s very happy I called!

 

The avalanche of words seized as I hung up, memories of the past slowly creeping into my head. We had some good times together. I was glad I was about to see her again.

 

I made a few more calls to my old friends, but just like Janie, most of them were at colleges or their summer jobs and I didn’t get to talk to anyone else. The time seemed to slow down that day and I found myself antsy with anticipation of meeting my best friend again.

 

She showed me around her new home, which is absolutely amazing. Her dad, an architect, has decorated the entire place himself and the effect is astonishing. Unbelievable colors on the walls, furniture of unconventional shapes and sizes, abstract paintings, bowls of fruit, flowers and plants everywhere – her home looks like something out of a magazine. I have to admit I felt a bit envious at one point. Then, I remembered which town this beautiful home is in and my envy evaporated. No matter how stunning the house, I wouldn’t want to live here again.

 

As I sat in Janie’s bedroom, watching TV while she was taking a shower I was startled by a sudden appearance of her dad in the door. I didn’t hear him enter the house; his steps drowned by the running water in the attached bathroom and the TV sounds.

 

“Hello!” I said and he smiled. Still the same Mr. Davey I remembered. No grayness to be seen in his dirty blond hair, tall and sporty, his eyes full of mischief. When we were kids, Janie’s dad was the most fun of all our parents. He was always late bringing everybody home after soccer practices, having taken us to the local ice-cream parlor. He always cheered the loudest at our games, laughed the hardest at our jokes and tales of childish escapades.   He dressed the coolest and listened to the same music as we did, never minding the loud volume, which would have made any other parent delicately point out that the neighbors will complain and would we please turn it down. Still the same, handsome Janie’s dad. I have always suspected most of her friends, including myself, have had a secret crush on him. Of course, we couldn’t discuss something like that in her presence. Danielle and I have had a few heart-to-heart talks, though.

 

“Well, I’ll be damned.” He said and walked into the bedroom. “Nikkie?”

 

“Yes,” I smiled and he approached me, offering his hand in greeting.

 

“When did you come back?” he asked and sat down on the bed next to me, very predictably smelling of the most intoxicating cologne a man could find.

 

We chatted for a while and I found myself staring into his eyes, trying to see him as Janie’s dad, a guy who used to make sure I only got chocolate ice cream, no sprinkles or nuts, exactly as I liked it.

 

“You look good, Nikkie.” He said and my thoughts of him being my friend’s dad went out the window.

 

“You do, too, Mr. Davey.” I said and returned a top to bottom stare that he had just given me, nodding my head. I couldn’t believe I just did a little flirt.

 

“Oh, please. Sean, just call me Sean.”

 

The water in the bathroom stopped running and we could hear banging of the shower door as Janie was coming out to dry herself off.

 

“I’m in here, Janie!” yelled Sean towards the bathroom. “So, come out decent.”

 

Just before Janie re-entered the room, her dad got up and walked to the desk beneath the window, leaning against it, smiling at his daughter as she came into view. He asked her about her exam and she told him that we were just about to go out and meet with other girls. He insisted that he would fix us a quick dinner first; he was starving and did not want to eat alone.

 

I felt sorry for him. Janie’s parents always seemed to get along so well, his wife’s death must have been devastating. I didn’t remember Janie mentioning him having a girlfriend, but then, we didn’t get that far yet.

 

Janie rolled her eyes and with an air of great drama agreed.

 

“And while you’re drying your hair and getting ready, Nikkie here will come with me and help me, won’t you Nik?”

 

My heart skipped a beat and I looked at Janie. “Yeah, you might as well. He’s always making me help.” Said Janie with a pretence annoyance. “You better be careful to cube and dice all vegetables the same size, or you’ll be in trouble. You know how those architects can get.” She giggled and her dad waved her finger at her.

 

When I entered the kitchen, I found myself in every woman’s heaven . Everything in it was ocean blue. The walls, cabinets and the wooden floor were all the same shade of blue. Even the refrigerator was painted blue. Pans were hanging off the huge rack above the island in the middle of the kitchen, with its sides covered in tiles of various blues.

 

“Wow!” was all I could say. “You sure know your business, Mr. Davey.”

 

“Sean, call me Sean.” He nodded towards the pantry. “Get some veggies, would you, please?”

 

As I was cutting up carrots and lettuce, I plunged into deep thought and for a moment forgot where I was. Then I looked up and found Sean staring at me intently, his hands frozen in midair as he was reaching for one of the pans.

 

We stared at each other and I could not look away. I felt heat slowly rising in my face. Did I just catch Janie’s dad checking me out? Did he catch me checking him out a little while ago when he was bending over the chair to pick up a knife that he accidentally dropped? His body was certainly worthy of a second look.

 

The sound of Janie’s footsteps brought us back from a moment that shouldn’t have happened and she joined us, happily chatting without noticing that anything out of the ordinary occurred. I stole a few glances towards Sean and more than once I found him looking back at me.

 

I was flattered, but I also felt mortified. What was I doing? I had been away for so long and the first thing I do when I come home is flirt with my friend’s father.

 

Dinner passed in relaxed conversation, with Sean asking me about Europe and Chicago and Janie about her exams. Janie filled me in on what has been happening to our friends, of course, only things that were appropriate to mention in front of her dad. I was certain the really dirty stuff will come out in the car or later on in the club that we were going hit.

 

After dinner, Sean was having a glass of wine with Janie and me dutifully sipping on soda. He half slumped in the chair as if to get more comfortable, and while stretching his legs foot touched mine. I felt like I had just been electrocuted. I jumped in my seat and quickly apologized for what was not even my fault. “Sorry, my feet are all over the place.”

 

I looked at Sean and found him staring squarely at me, almost oblivious that his daughter was sharing the table with us. The touch was obviously no accident. I turned towards Janie and with great relief realized that she had been looking around for something on the counter, unaware of yet another intimate moment between her father and I. “Don’t be a stranger, Nikkie.” Said Sean as we were leaving and I smiled shyly.

 

We spent the night in the club, drinking heavily like we weren’t allowed to do in Janie’s house, gossiping and just having good time. My thoughts, however, kept returning to Sean, to his intense stares, to his touch and I felt flabbergasted by my reaction to it all. I decided I wouldn’t go to Janie’s house again. I only had another week at home, staying away from there wouldn’t be that hard.

 

Janie worked the following afternoon, trying to save money for the holiday, which was coming up in a couple of weeks.

 

That day I went to the local library to pick up some books for my mom and on my way back had taken a detour, finding myself in front of Janie’s house, noticing that her dad’s car was in the driveway. I paused by the row of neat, low bushes, uncertain if I had enough courage walk up and ring a bell.

 

My dilemma was solved when the front door opened and Sean stood there, waving at me. He was saying something that I couldn’t understand. With the legs as heavy as led, I walked up the path towards the house.

 

“Hello, Nikkie!” he smiled. He seemed to appear more handsome every time I saw him.

 

“Hi.” Was all I could say, I was afraid my voice would tremble if I attempted to say anything more.

 

“Janie is not here.” He said and I simply nodded. The moment of awkward silence settled between us, and without another word he stepped inside the house, holding the door open for me to follow. I did.

 

We walked into the kitchen and he reached into the funky blue fridge, bringing out a bottle of white wine. “Share some?” he asked and I nodded, still unable to speak. “Grab a couple of glasses.” He pointed towards the glass cabinet next to me and walked out. I did as he said and followed quickly. I wasn’t sure where he’d go and I didn’t want to play hide and seek.

 

I found him waiting in the hall and he nodded towards the archway opening with no door, which lead to a spartanly decorated white room, almost every piece of furniture covered with drawings and blueprints, obviously his own work.

 

“My study.” he said. “I like to take a break in the afternoon and have a glass of wine or go for a walk. It clears my head enough to be able to keep going until Janie comes home.”

 

I felt sorry for him. His life obviously completely evolves around his daughter and from what she told me, she was leaving home in a year to try her own luck in the world. What will he do without her?

 

Sean removed a few huge sheets of see-through paper from the desk and motioned for me to put the glasses down, handing me a bottle. While I was pouring, ever so careful not to spill anything on the desk or any of his drawings, he also cleared the papers and books off a kidney shaped couch with no backrest.   

 

I turned around to hand him wine and found him sitting on the couch as if in a saddle, one leg on each side. He accepted the offered glass and patted the seat in front of him. “Come, join me.”

 

With wobbly knees and barely enough strength to take two steps, I did. We sat there for a few minutes in complete silence, sipping the wine and savoring its sweet taste.

 

I would not want to be as presumptuous as to claim I knew for certain what was in his mind but I could pretty much tell that his thoughts were the same as mine. He was so handsome, so kind and he showed a genuine interest in me, I wanted to do more than just sit around and drink. I believed he was struggling with the same.

 

“Why are you here?” he broke the silence, startling me. I shrugged my shoulders as if I had no answer to that, avoiding his eyes, suddenly frightened that I might have figured this whole situation completely wrong. To make a fool of oneself in front of a stranger is one thing, to do so in front of my friend’s dad, that was a whole different ballgame.

 

“You don’t know?” he asked and I finally gathered the courage to look into his eyes. He held the glass of wine between his legs, slowly tipping it from side to side, his gaze sternly holding mine.

 

I leaned towards him, offering my face, my lips almost touching his. I paused like that, my eyes half closed, still able to see that his eyes did not close. He sat motionless and I feared this was the moment of foolishness that I was freaking over before.

 

Then, I felt his breath on my lips, rapid and shallow, telling me that it was not foolishness that made him freeze, but the uncertainty. I finally pressed my lips against his and they were the softest I have ever felt. Seconds passed with us sitting on the couch, leaning towards each other, only our lips touching. Then, his hand found my face, reaching farther up to my hair, his soft kiss becoming more passionate. His lips parted, his tongue found his way between mine, brushing against my tongue and my teeth.

 

His chest raised heavily as if he had just ran a mile, making me moan and join in his labored breathing.

 

As much as I want to remember every second that I have shared with Sean, there seem to be moments, even minutes that are completely blanked out of my mind. I don’t remember having the glass of wine taken away from me. I don’t recall his fingers, or maybe my own unbuttoning my shirt, but I do remember him slowly pulling it off my shoulders and cupping my breasts through the bra, gently squeezing them.

 

I wished for something softer than the otherwise comfortable couch we were sitting on and as if reading my mind, he got up, took my hand and led me through the house, up the stairs and into his bedroom, which I later on realized was another victorious triumph of architecture. At the moment of my entrance, though, all I could think about was Sean, blind to the beauty around me.

 

He sat on the bed and pulled me to him, nestling me between his legs. My bra, jeans, panties and running shoes were off in no time; I can’t remember the sequence of it exactly.

 

Sean’s hands were running up and down all over my body. Across my belly, gently squeezing my butt cheeks, down the thighs and tickle behind the knees, up over the hips, landing on my breasts, squeezing them as gently as the butt, farther up to my neck, encircling it as if in a strangle hold, pulling me towards him, sucking his lips onto mine.

 

Sure I had my fair share of sex over the past four years since I lost my virginity, but never did I feel so uninhibited, free and unembarrassed. I stood in front of a man, stark naked, not worrying about how   I looked. He made me feel like I was the most beautiful woman in the world at that moment and the worshipful looks that he was giving me were making me feel very hot.

 

I tried to slip past him and lay on the bed, but he stopped me. “Not yet.” He whispered, holding onto my hips, preventing me from moving. I could see a bulge in his pants and wished to unzip them and reach inside, but yet again, he brushed me off.

 

“Put your leg here.” He patted a spot next to where he sat on the bed and I did as he told me. I held onto his shoulders for balance, afraid that my legs would not hold me up for much longer.

 

I stood in front of him, naked and spread wide open, one leg between his legs, the other one with sole flat on the bed, his hands running up and down my thighs, making me shiver and twitch, seemingly without control. I could barely catch my breath when he pushed his face between my legs and his tongue touched my clitty. Just a soft brush first, sending a wave of pleasure from the sensitive spot throughout my body; I could feel the tingles in my arms and face, my feet and everywhere else.

 

He sucked onto my clitty, one hand reaching over my belly and pinching my nipple, the other wrapping over my butt, holding me still and at the same time supporting my weight, as I thought I was ready to fall down at any given moment.

 

He kept sucking and licking between my legs, my hands on his shoulders, playing with a string of too long blond hair, at one point pulling it too hard. He jumped and hissed. “Hey, easy now!” I giggled and he grinned back at me, returning his full attention to my clitty.

 

I have always needed a lot of attention of tongue and fingers from a man before I could cum, but with Sean, it took me bare two minutes and I grabbed onto his hair, this time without any protests, gasping for breath while I felt a wave after wave of pleasure surge through my body, Sean sucking as if his life depended on it, giving me more pleasure than I had ever had before.

 

As I came to my senses, I saw him looking into my eyes intently. He had managed to unzip his pants without me noticing and was now pulling them down awkwardly with one hand, the other one still caressing my body.

 

I have not had many orgasms this strong before, even the ones that I had evoked myself. I knew that I could have another one really soon, but I had to act fast. Taking a step back, I helped him with his pants, pulling them down together with his boxer shorts, not bothering with the t-shirt.

 

The size of his dick surprised me. It was bigger than anything I have ever seen in real life, much less felt inside me. Big and hard, he was obviously just as ready as I was.

 

“I can’t wait.” I whispered and pushed him away from me, making him lie down, his legs still dangling over the edge of the bed.   I wanted to take him into my mouth, instead I sat on top of him and carefully positioned his dick on my pussy, again noticing that his eyes have never left mine. I slid down slowly, pushing the entire length of his throbbing dick inside, taking a long breath, finally exhaling when I felt my body pressed against his pelvis.

 

I didn’t tell him what I wanted, but again it seemed as if he was reading my mind and knew exactly what I needed. He grabbed onto my shoulders and started fucking me hard, much harder than I had ever been fucked, and within a few thrusts I could feel the tingle in my pussy spreading to my belly and then throughout my body.

 

Somewhere at the back of my mind I had been aware that Janie might return home at any given moment, but I brushed those thoughts aside, surrendering my body to the pleasure completely, groaning in response to his movements and digging my nails into his forearms.

 

I cummed hard again, little spots dancing in front of my eyes, well aware that my face must have been an ugly mask of pleasure. I didn’t care what he thought. I trusted him enough to know that this would only make him feel even more aroused.

 

When I stopped shivering and his movements stopped he sat up, embracing me and flipping us both upside down so that he was on top.

 

“We fucked,” he said and I ran my hand over his handsome face. “Now, I want to make love.”

 

And that was exactly what we did. He was kissing my face, eyes, and my hair, slipping his tongue into my ear, making me shiver, inside my mouth, caressing my tongue and brushing against my teeth. His hands were running up and down my body constantly, never pausing for more than a moment, and then only to squeeze my breast, lift my butt towards him, push my legs further apart, never seizing to move his pelvis, gently pumping in and out of me, giving me a sense of belonging. He made me feel like I hve never felt before.

 

All of a sudden he pulled out of me and slid down my body, sucking onto my clitty again, his fingers deep inside my pussy, pressing against that delicate spot so many men are inclined to miss. I cummed again and all I wanted now was to do the same for him, take him in my mouth, squeeze his balls and watch him shiver in the same pleasure he had given me three times in a row.

 

He wouldn’t let me, though. He motioned to me to turn over and as I did, supporting myself on the knees, I only just noticed that the entire headboard was one huge mirror. He looked at me and smiled. “You’re so hot, Nik,” he whispered. “I knew you would be.”

 

I smiled back, my face cringing in pleasure as I felt him enter me from behind. “I’ve been thinking about this all day yesterday.” He said surprising me, even though I had suspected that was the case.

 

“I want you to cum with me, honey.” He said and I felt an instant cool off. I remembered how many times I have heard him call Janie his honey. Surely, this couldn’t be one of those projectory things; I looked at him in alarm.

 

“What?” he asked, noticing my confusion. I wanted to tell him why I freaked, but decided against it. This was too good to spoil and if I mentioned Janie, I chanced an abrupt ending. I knew he wasn’t a pervert, it was a slip of a tongue. He was just being nice.

 

“Nothing.” I said and pushed back against him. “I thought about you, too, Sean.”

 

He grabbed onto my shoulders again and the lovemaking from a minute ago was over. He fucked me hard and long, one arm on my shoulder, the other one wrapped around my hip, fingers drumming against my clitty, rubbing it, pulling onto it, making it feel like it was connected to a power surge of some sort.

 

“I want you to cum with me, Nik.” He whispered. “Tell me when…” I nodded. “I’ll wait, I want us to cum together.” he said and seeing his body blasting against mine had made me ready to cum right then.

 

I closed my eyes, concentrating on his movements, feeling each press against my clitty, trying to remember it forever. As I looked in the mirror again, I noticed that both of our faces were flushed deep red, veins standing out on our necks and foreheads. We were both ready.

 

“I’m cumming…” I whispered and he sped up, ramming against me so hard, I thought he would send me straight through the mirror. I saw him holding his breath, his face cringing, he tried to hold my gaze, but his eyes eventually closed and as I felt his dick throbbing deep inside of me, I exploded in the same pleasure that he was obviously feeling at that moment.

 

His dick was buried all the way inside of me, his torso slumped on my back, his strong arms hugging me so tight, I almost lost my breath. I could feel his hot sperm shooting in me, and his groans turned into loud gasps, making me join him and express my pleasure audibly.

 

My arms couldn’t support both of us any longer and I fell onto the bed, Sean following, still holding me tight, as if afraid I was going to run away.   As our bodies calmed and our breathing slowed down, I came to my senses, wondering what to do or say next.

 

“Oh, Nikkie,” whispered Sean, pulling me back into the sensual mood. I was grateful he did not simply jump off the bed and pull his clothes on, I would not be able to face him then.

 

“Let’s take a shower.” He offered and I wanted to accept, but now, the passion satisfied I started thinking of Janie.

 

“No, I have to go. I really do.” I said apologetically, squirming from under him.

 

“I know.” He said and smiled. He leaned over and kissed me hard, his hand finding my breast. I couldn’t go through this again, there might not have been enough time. I wanted to stay, cuddle with him in bed all evening, take a shower and make another dinner. But I knew better than that. I was certain he did, too.

 

With a heavy heart I got off the bed and dressed myself, not caring that his sperm was oozing out of me, probably creating a stain on my jeans. The shirt would cover any traces of our lovemaking.

 

I left Sean still in bed, having refused his offer to drive me home or at least walk me to the door. I ran out with a guilty feeling because of Janie, yet exhilarated over what just happened.

 

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I finished the diary entry and felt my heart beating as heavily as it did on the day when I left Sean’s house. I never saw him again, to my great disappointment, knowing it was better that way.

 

A few years later, my mom told me Sean had married someone I didn’t know. Apparently, she was a beauty and a true bitch. They didn’t last long.

 

To this day, I sometimes wonder what it would be like if I had stayed. Would we be able to overlook the fact that his daughter was my friend? Probably not. Would the small town forgive us? Definitely not. Most importantly, and I shiver to think about that question, is whether he would want to be with me again. I know I would have wanted it.

 

I suppose things turned out for the best. He is one of the very few guys that I think about sometimes, when alone in bed or bathtub, my hand reaches between my legs, I close my eyes and try to bring myself to the same level of pleasure that I felt the day when I made love to Janie’s dad.

 

I flipped through more pages, noting that the rest of the entries were much shorter than the first two I have read. I suppose they were more of a true diary scribbles, less of an attempt to mark down every single word, movement, smell and feeling.

 

I kept reading.

While Lois made the drinks, Cory wandered around the living room checking the place out. Lois came in and found him playing with here stereo. "How about some music," he asked? "Good idea," she replied, and stuck in a Sinatra CD and hit the play button. Both of them settled down on the couch with Frank crooning in the back ground. If there ever was a couple who looked like Mutt and Jeff, Cory and Lois fit the bill to a tee, Lois, large and imposing, while Cory was short and skinny. Lois was now feeling the affect of all the liquor she had consumed that evening, as her pussy was dripping wet and her clit had hardened in anticipation of an orgasm. It had been so long for Lois that she was sexually on the edge of a cliff and it would only take one little shove to push her over it! That shove came when Cory casually rested his hand on her thick thigh. Lois turned to face Cory leaned over and kissed him on the mouth. Cory quickly responded and returned the kiss, slipping his tongue into Lois' open mouth. Breathing haltingly, Lois pulled away and asked, "Would you like to suck these," as she opened up the top of her dress exposing her breast filled bra?" Cory, with shaking hands, felt the huge tits through the heavy bra material. "I love big tits," he whispered hoarsely into her ear! Upon hearing that, Lois stood up and shook out of her dress and stood before him in bra, panties, and pantyhose. Cory had never seen such a large women in her under things, and he was transfixed! Lois reached behind her back and undid the clasps on her bra and it fell away exposing her chest causing Cory to suck in a breath and stare at the massive udders only inches from his face! "Come to momma," ordered Lois as she took his head and pulled it to her nipple, "that's right, suck on momma's nipples, be a good boy and make momma feel good!" Cory tried, but could only get a very small portion of the huge nipple into his mouth. He was almost being smothered by a mountain of tit flesh, but he didn't care, all he could think about was having his mouth on that beautiful chest! By now Lois' clit was becoming very impatient, and she felt the incredible need to show Cory her pussy. Pulling away for just a minute, Lois tugged off her pantyhose and panties, and now stood naked in front of a man for the first time in years! Even though she had rolls of fat, she could sense that Cory wasn't at all repulsed by her appearance, and that he was really turned on by her large size!

Sitting back down on the couch she said, "I stripped for you, now you strip for me, okay?" Now it was Cory's to slowly remove his clothing in front of a total stranger. When he was down to his boxers, Lois could see the out line of his pecker trapped inside. "Let me," she said, and reached out and pulled down his shorts. To her utter amazement, Cory had the largest cock she had ever in her life! At least eight inches long and very thick, it stuck out at a forty five degree upward angle, a drop of precum hung from the little slit on the end of his cock, and Lois involuntarily leaned out and lick it off. Having tasted the big penis, Lois now wanted to eat it, and she opened her mouth and let the smooth head slide into her hungry mouth! "God this tastes good," she thought, as she moved her head up and down, licking and sucking the entire shaft. Cory just stood calmly in front of her, allowing her to get her fill of his pecker. Lois had never let anyone cum in her mouth, but she was now in a sexual frenzy, and all she could think about was milking the big dick into her hungry throat! Almost without warning her mouth was flooded with a torrent of hot cum, that Lois greedily drank down! Cory gave out a low moan as his pecker jerked into the fat girl's mouth!

"Thank you, thank you," was all Lois said as she licked and sucked his cock clean of it's cum! "Now it's my turn," said Cory, as he dropped to his knees between Lois' massive thighs. Gently pushing her legs apart, Cory saw the huge hair pie that was wet along the length of it's slit, and right in the middle of this pubic jungle a little pink head stood out, seemingly crying for attention! Lois' clit was now throbbing with lust, and Cory excited it even more when he ran his tongue over it's slick little head! Lois moaned loud and long as he worked his tongue up and down her hot lips. "Do my clit," she pleaded, "please do my clit!!!" Cory chuckled, but bored in on his target with renewed fervor! The big woman was now completely in his control, and he meant to have his way with her! As long as that tongue stay on her clit, Lois wouldn't have cared if the Russians invaded Times Square, this was her first oral sex orgasm in over eight years and it was like a tsunami hitting the beach! A tidal wave swept through her loins causing her clamp her legs around Cory's head, and while holding his breath, Cory finished her off with a series of licks directly to the end of her clit! Her orgasm fading, she released her grip on him as she lay exhausted, totally spent!

Several minutes past by, and Lois was roused back to reality when she felt something hard against the opening of her vagina. Cory was getting ready to fuck her! She shifted her position to give Cory a better angle for entry, then he slowly slid his big member into her love box! When he finally had it all the way in, Lois had another orgasm as her cunt had never been stretched like this before, and it felt wonderful to filled to over flowing! Cory looked down to see the huge chest under him, and his boner seemed to get even harder, and while moving in and out of her pussy, he leaned down and took a big nipple into his mouth. Lois could not believe the rush that was going through her body! Her pussy was defenseless against the massive attack Cory had unleashed on it! It was a total invasion, but in this case a welcome one! Both of them were now beyond the point of no return, and through gritted teeth Lois begged for him to fuck her faster!!! Upon hearing that, Cory slammed her pussy even harder, and within seconds the big dick again was spurting it's cum into the fat girl as Cory let out a loud groan as his cum filled her wet pussy while Lois' cunt gripped the big pecker as she erupted in another shattering climax! Cory stammered, "You're the best fuck I have ever had, and I'm not kidding!!!" "You too," Lois countered, as she stroked his head, holding it to her breast!

As they lay quietly together, savoring the moment, Lois thought that now she had something to tell her mom, well not EVERTHING!!!

THE END

 I slowly finished and stood up to step out of the tub onto the bear skin rug. I reached for the white long sleeve button up that was folded neatly to the side. It was a man’s size. Beneath it was a long black wife beater that resembled a small tight black dress once it was on. I then slipped the white shirt over my head and began to undo some of the buttons.

 Next, the man with an opinion came up to me and started talking business. Upon negotiation he walked me over to the bed and proceeded to tie a leather rope around my wrists and to the headboard. Then he quickly blind folded me and told me to stay calm. I laid there listening to the soft jazz in the background buzzing from the joint I had smoked walking through the parking lot. It had been a dreary day but business was business and I had agreed to these terms.

Finally a piece of duck tape was placed on my mouth and my arm was tapped to let me know it had indeed begun. At first it was gentle. His cock sliding slowly into my pussy that tightened upon introduction. It was warm and big and I began to get wet as he nibbled on my breasts. He took me over and over again until he was satisfied that he’d done everything imaginable with the exception of anal sex, which had been the deal. My long hair was sticky with cum and my blue eyes stung from the cloth hiding them. He hadn’t even known what he’d fucked. Probably the best fuck of his life and he didn’t even get to look me in the eyes…but that was his choice not mine. I had not deterred him from his fantasy in anyway and complied with all the details. As he lifted himself off of me a rush of cool air hit my body and my nipples became hard. It was over and I heard the door click and the camera guy leave.

 The guy with the opinion stayed to untie and unmask me. We chuckled at what had just happened and cracked open the remaining beers. It was cool on my tainted tongue. All I could taste was salt. Should have had a margarita, I thought. But it was over and I was paid as the guy with the opinion ranted and raved at what a good job I had done. Little did he know I practiced for free to become just that good. He gently placed one bill down after another until I was clutching a wad of cash. Hawaii, I thought. I’ll take her to Hawaii. And the lights went out. I woke up in my own bed the next morning with a headache. The phone rang and a shrill went through my ears. I picked up the receiver, “hello”. My friend from Montana responded with urgency, “It’s me. What in the hell have you been up to? I haven’t heard from you in forever. I replied, “Nothing. This is Vegas. Nothing ever happens here”, and then smiled as I looked in the mirror at my shirt that read…What Happens Here Stays Here.