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Slut Mom Gets Used

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I'm going to give a brief background and then dive into the meat of the story.

 My mom became pregnant when she was only 16. She divorced my father when I was little. She was 5'6" and had the pefectly voluptuous figure. Not stick thin, but soft and so fuckable. She just begged to be pinched, grabbed, squeezed, bitten and banged. Her measurements were 36, 28, 34. Her leg and feet were perfect, long, lean, tanned, smooth, and always sexily pedicured and in adorning sandals or high heels. This made her the object of every man's desires.

I caught her fucking my english teacher when I was still in grade school. He still failed me. She still fucked him. In fact, she invited him over our house where he proceeded to fuck my mom over the dinner table so hard, she started c

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rying when she came, all while forcing her to say her son was stupid and that she was a filthy slut. Pretty humiliating.

I caught her fucking my principal when I was 16 when she came to pick me up for detention. He decided to tie her hands behind her back and cane her ass while I was still in the room. Then he gave me another week of detention after cumming in her ass. He would then give me regular detentions and then choke her with his cock while spitting on her face when she came to get me. She would also leave with a red ass and one hand print in the middle of her back. This was from the principle shoving his cock into her ass while holding her head up by her hair. Then, while in the middle of randomly smacking each ass cheek in irregular intervals, he would wind his arm back and then slap her back with enough force to knock the wind out of my mother. Invariably, she would scream in pain, burst into tears, have an epileptic orgasm, and make him cum in her ass all at the same time. The principal liked to then throw her head down onto the desk, slap her ass again, making her wince even more, and then go around and jam his cock into my mom's mouth till it was clean. Since my mother was an immigrant into this country, the principal would always like to shove the end of a flag into my mom's ass while fucking her cunt raw, shouting, "How do you like America, bitch?!"

My mother would reply back between moans, "oooh yes sir! I love it. AAAAAAHHH!" Usually she would come again from this humiliating treatment. Only then could we go home.

When I wa shy of 17, I found out she was fucking my school janitor while I was at wrestling practice after school hours. She would come two hours early and the janitor would take her to the boiler room. He would drag her by her hair close to the furnace and begin stripping her while biting her in random places. She would yelp in pain, screaming "OOWHH!" and "OOOOHH" each time. Once, while munching out my mother's pussy, my mother was moaning like a bitch and a whore. Since the school was empty at the time, due to practice being cancelled, only I heard her yelping repeatedly as she came, "OOH OOOH AAIEEH! AAAAHH!". Then, I watched as the janitor suddenly moved from lapping at her cunt to biting her inner thigh right next to her pussy lips. She screamed with pain and started to come, while also recoiling from the bite. But the janitor held fast with his jaw and started to gnaw on the side opposite the first bite. My mother whimpered and moaned like a cheap slut, "mmmhhh AAahhhh OOOOHH! YYYYYEAAAAAOOOOWWHHH! AAAHHHAAAHAAAOWWWHhhh!"

Finally the janitor let go and grabbed my mother by the back of her neck. With tears streaming down her face, she started to make out with the janitor, letting him invade her mouth with his disgusting tongue. He then turned her over and quickly aligned his malignant cock with her pussy, but decided to change to her ass. Before my mother could protest, he shoved his entire shaft into her tight asshole, making her shriek in pain. The janitor wrapped up her arms and her neck in order to subdue her and bit the side of her neck, causing more pain. Slowly, my mom started to fuck him back, enjoying the sensation in her ass. Then all of a sudden, the janitor grabbed both sides of her ass and started hammering her, drawing his cock all the way out, then thrusting it in with such ferocity, my mother screamed each time he buried his cock into her asshole. "AAAAAAH! You bastard! FUCK ME! OWWWWHH!! YEAAAAHH! HARDER! MAKE IT HUR-- YEEEEAAAAOOOOWWHH! UUHHH UHHHHH MAKE ME CUM WITH THAT ROD, BABY! OOOOOOHHH!"

As the janitor reamed my mom's ass he was slapping her ass, her back and also gnawing on her neck and shoulders. He then started to smoke while fucking her at a slower pace with my mom constantly moaning.

"I'm gonna leave my mark on you, you slut! You're nothing but my whore to use!"

"MMMhhm. Anything you want, baby! I'm all yours! Treat me like the slut I am." replied my mother.

"What if I wanted your son to watch?" queried the janitor

"Ooooohh yeaahh! Anything, darling! Make me your whore!" squealed my mom.

"Alright, but you asked for it!" With that, the janitor gripped her hair, exposing her neck and pinning her head down to the ground. He then switched from her ass and drove his dick into her hungry pussy. This made her scream with delight and she started to cum almost immediately. He then took his cigarette with his free hand, flicked the ash, and screwed the red hot end right into the center of the back of my mom's neck.

She was not ready for this and her eyes went wide, and then shut closed with pain! She let out a blood curling scream and burst into tears. Oddly enough, the janitor starting to fuck her pussy harder and harder, making her cum at the same time. Then, he pulled out and creamed into the fresh burn in the back of her neck, leaving her sobbing, sweaty, cumming, and moaning on the floor of the sweltering boiler room.

GirlHunt Part 1

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The party was over but Evan, his sister and her four friends were still at the party. Evan's sister Ashlee had planed a sleepover after the party with her four friends Alicia, Paige, Ali, and Emily. It didn't look like there was going to be much of a sleepover because Ashlee's boyfriend Sidney was over. They went upstairs 15 minutes before the party ended and all Evan could hear was moaning and screams coming from the floor above. It seemed like Ashlee was enjoying herself a little to much. Evan was 17 and Ashlee and her four friends were all 16. Alicia was Ashlee's closest friend, she had olive skin and a tight ass, her breasts were a firm, round 34c. She was wearing boyshorts and a football jersey that barely reached the top of he ass. Paige the cheerleader, was a blonde she was the m

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ost petite of the group, but also one of the sexiest. She had tanned skin, long wavy hair that reach the bottom of her butt, firm tiny breast that look so juicy. She had a tiny white tanktop that revealed her flat tight abs and a tight tiny short bikini bottom that squeezed her ass tight. Ali was the sluttiest of the group Evan had dated her once, she was great in bed she gave great blowjobs that drove Evan crazy. She rode like a cowgirl and was a screamer. Dark black hair that went on forever, long slender legs that were too juicy for their own good, great firm breasts that were amazing. She was wearing a Halter Tie Top bra that was just big enough for her boobs, along with that she wore a pair of short shorts that slightly revealed her tight ass. Emily played sports and it showed she had a tight body, she was a bit flat chested but her boobs were just big enough, she was a bit more conservative, rumors were she was a virgin. She had a see through white top on that revealed her tight petite breasts. Evan could still hear the screaming coming from upstairs, he wondered how long they would go on for. Evan decided that he didn't care anymore mom and dad were back tomorrow and that meant that the week of partying was over. Just as Evan was about to head upstairs he heard giggling a laughing, he decided to go over a listen in on what the girls were talking about.......

"O MY GOD! All that screaming is making me so horny!" Ali laughed  

"Well, why don't you get Evan to help you." Laughed Paige  

"You're just jealous that I slept with the captain of the soccer team, and he he made me cum oooo SOOOO HARD! Ali said he a snickering voice

"OK ALI,Evan is cute but I'm not That jealous"Laughed Paige

"I AM" yelped Emily

"ME TO" laughed Alicia

"Ok, well since all you girls agree that you would love to fuck Evan I have an idea! Evannnn!!!" Ali yelled

Evan walked into the room with a rock hard-on, wondering what Ali had in mind.

"HEY. Evan you've played manhunt right?"Ali asked

"Yea, of course." Evan said questioningly

"Well since all of us has a little crush on you and it all seems we want your body then lets play Manhunt but with a special prize if you catch us Evan."

"And whats the prize?" Evan asked as his boner almost bursted out of his pants.

Ali stood up and suggestively walked over to Evan.... Grabbed his crotch and said.....

"You can do what ever you want to us...."

Evan nearly collapsed as he heard those words.

"So how bout it?" Paige whisperd

"Sure why not, I'd loved to fuck you girls."

They all headed outside Ali, went left, Emily went straight, and Alica and Paige went right.

Evan waited until he couldn't see them anymore.

He set out to find he first girl. He almost couldn't walk because of the blue balls Ali gave him back out the house. He was eagerly searching until he heard brushes in the bush nearby. He slowly walk toward the bush, every step he took his boner got huger. He saw a foot sticking out he slowly reached for it.....He out his hand on it and slowly rubbed it.

Whoever it was started moaning, she stop and came out of the bush it was.......

Alicia.

"Take me now, rite hear!"

Evan started making out with Alica she moved her tongue in his mouth, it was getting intenser and intenser until she grabbed in crotch. She lifted up his shirt and slowly licked her way down his body, licking his tight six pack. She slowly removed his pants then boxers, she grabbed his cock and started blowing moving up and down licking the head. It was driving Evan crazy he forced her away and pulled her up, he pushed her against a tree and pulled off her shirt. Licking, sucking on her firm olive colored breasts, his worked his way down to her boyshorts and pulled them down. He picked her up and mounted her on his cock. He forced his dick in her tight virgin pussy, fucking her like he would never fuck again.

OOOO YESSSS! DONT STOP FUCK ME HARD!! O MY GOD IM GUNNA CUM DONT STOP MAKE ME CUM!!!! AHHHHHH YESSS FUCK MY TIGHT LITTLE PUSSY MAKE ME CUMMMM!!! YES YES YES CUM IN MY PUSSY

He felt her tight pussy twitch and tighten around his dick.....

YESSSS!!!!!!! AHHHH FUCK

Evan felt something wet hit his feet. She cam hard and he followed.

Her body twitch on top of his she fell on him...They continued to make out. Evan knew he couldn't stay with her any longer so he needed to leave and get the other three girls.

Evan knew it was going to be a long night..........

PART 2 COMING SOON 

 

      

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A Journey of a Real Woman

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A JOURNEY OF A REAL WOMAN By Kacey1999 Email kcdouglas1999@yahoo.com Please email me your comments and suggestion, as I appreciate readers who take the time to give feedback. The style of this story is new and I hope readers can understand what I tried to do. I am telling Betsy's story, as she gets set to turn 40, and she thinks back to what has happened in her life. Betsy is probably the most appealing woman I know, and strangely, I am not sure if she is not the wittiest, smartest woman... or the craziest. Chapter Three Betsy had something to eat and felt thoroughly refreshed. The weekend dream festival was progressing exactly as planned and she still had chapters of her life story to review. Her grad school relationship with Ron was over and thankfully she had gotten rid of a demo
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n that had bothered her for many years. Then she remembered the promise to go over everything that happened in the SM chamber owned by Ron's boss. Now that she had rid herself of the nightmares from the experience, she looked forward to reviewing the torture. Suddenly a shiver ran up her spine, making the hair on the back of her head, stand up. Betsy realized the many torture machines had revealed her secret dark-side. The wicked contempt shown by Ron and his boss had overly excited her, and it resulted in the orgasm of her life. But Betsy vowed to not dwell on the experience right now and she planned to save that for another chapter. Betsy's rest period was done and she rushed back to the spare bedroom for more erotic dreams. She was already into the next chapter when she jumped on the bed. Betsy landed in a comfortable position on her back and felt it was best because she could look up at this mysterious woman living her life without regrets. Of course she was the woman and loved trying to visualize everything right down to the most interesting detail. Grad school was finished and so was her affair with Ron. Betsy moved back to New Orleans taking a part-time, teaching job while putting her resume out to every school in the south. She lived with her father and he was very glad to have her living at home again. Being the only child, she was close to her father and it gave her a chance to do things for him again. It never hurt to have a woman's touch around the house, and Betsy's dad loved having her around even though she nagged him. This chapter of her life would see Betsy discover herself, as a mature woman. Her education years were over and now it was time to find a job she liked. It was a little before Mardi Gras and certainly party time in New Orleans. Betsy was at a party when she met Phil. He walked into the room with a cooler in his hand and instantly zeroed in on the sexiest woman in the room. They talked and Phil invited Betsy to a basketball game the next day. Phil invited her to Washington, DC for a Congressional Mardi Gras party, which Betsy could still remember. He booked her into the Ritz and they made love over the weekend. It started a long distance relationship with daily phone calls and constant emails that went on for months. Then Betsy was offered a job in Virginia. It was much better money than her New Orleans job and she moved there to be nearer to Phil. The Virginia location turned out great for a job plus rest and relaxation activities. Phil rented a beach house on the eastern shore for the summer and the couple went there every weekend. Betsy loved the beach, not so much for the water, but just for the playful atmosphere. The house had five bedrooms and two baths and Phil had most of the extra space rented out to his friends. He retained the largest bedroom on the main floor and the other four bedrooms were on the second level. There was a walkway on that level overlooking the dining room, which gave the house a very comfortable feeling. Most of the weekends were spent on the beach drinking, sunning and playing volleyball. Phil was a big volleyball guy and games were played in the sand for the entire summer. Betsy got to know most of the regulars even though there was a constant change of faces. At night most of the people would just come and go, as they pleased, but that didn't bother anyone. Betsy didn't like volleyball but she watched it a lot just to make Phil happy. Most of the guys had nicknames and she found most of them quite hilarious. There was Shape, Supershape who was Shape's brother, Bagman, Pisser and Flipper. When she found out how Flipper got his name, Betsy almost choked. It seemed he was setting up a gangbang on some girl and someone opened the door to the room he was in, to check on what was happening. Flipper was performing oral sex on the girl and he couldn't get any leverage so his arms were flipping back as he tried. Suddenly Betsy wondered what the guys called her but she shivered thinking that it was probably better not to know. Her life story abruptly got more interesting. It was near the end of summer when she was sitting at the dining room table with Phil and a new guy came in. He was a hunk who was staying in one of the upstairs bedrooms for the first time. Betsy remembered being smitten by the guy from the very first time she set eyes on him. She found out his name was Thomas and they had a very nice conversation that eventful day. It made her smile now when she remembered just how naïve and inexperienced she was in those days. Phil, Thomas and she sat around most of the day drinking far too much and joking. As was his custom, Phil was feeling no pain by late in the day. About eight in the evening, Betsy noticed a constant stream of guys going into one of the bedrooms. When she asked why, Thomas simply said that the only way to find out was to have a look. The three went upstairs and Betsy was utterly shocked beyond belief when the door opened. She remembered peeking into the room and the scene taking her breath away. As she found out later, Shape had picked up a girl named Marty and he turned her over to all of his buddies. When Betsy looked into the room, she noticed the naked woman on the bed and she was drenched with white, sticky cum. Betsy wondered if it was lucky or unlucky, but she witnessed Marty being savagely fucked. There was one guy fucking her, another guy with his fat cock in her mouth and a couple others were jerking off on her chest. All of a sudden Betsy's dream flashed into bright, vivid Technicolor. There were three or four naked guys waiting their turn in the room when a sudden onrush of more guys entered. To this day, Betsy never knew how the newcomers snatched her but suddenly she was inside the room. Frantically she looked around and couldn't find Phil or Thomas. Everything happened so fast that even today she couldn't believe how she was pushed up against the rocking bed. She remembered very vividly trying to stop all the hands, which were all over her body. It made her laugh now, but at the time she was terrified. She grabbed someone's bold hand just as it was about to feel her breast and someone else's hand shot under her shirt. Her boobs were outside her bra so fast that she was dumbfounded. Suddenly she had to let go of the hands trying to grope her chest, as there were far more pressing issues. A guy had his hands all over her crotch and another guy was trying to undo her pants. What she heard still sent shivers through her body. "Fresh meat. Hurry up guys... strip the bitch and get her on the fucking bed. Holy sweet shit... this bitch has nice tits. Look at those jugs... and those fucking nipples." The noise in the room was deafening and everyone was cheering. Not only for the guys screwing the slut on the bed but for the guys taking liberties with the new slut. Betsy rolled her head around frantically looking for help. Then she saw her boyfriend and Thomas trying to push the guys aside so they could rescue her. Betsy pleaded for her life just as a guy held her arms fully stretched up in the air. Another guy pushed her shirt and bra all the way up to her neck and yet someone else squeezed her boobs like he had never felt tits before. Everything was out of control. Suddenly she involuntarily sucked in her breath when she felt a hand slip into the waistband of her pants. She didn't mean to but it gave the man more freedom. He quickly shoved his hand into her panties and instantly his fingers closed on her crotch. Nothing so dramatic had ever happened to her before and all Betsy could do was squirm and struggle to get free. Her boobs were waving around like freelance balloons. All of a sudden one of the guys groping her went flying across the room. Then Thomas was standing beside her telling her drunken boyfriend that they should get poor little Betsy back to her own bedroom. Just as he started to lead her from the crowd of sex-starved maniacs, a mountain of a nude man stopped them. He told Thomas that she was the, 'new meat,' but Thomas said he didn't think so. This moose grabbed the front of Thomas' shirt and made a mistake of confronting an unknown opponent. Betsy remembered acting stupid at the time but now she laughed at it. As was her custom, she volunteered to go with the man if it meant he would leave Thomas and Phil alone. She remembered thinking the man was going to beat the shit out of her friends because of her, so the only sane thing she could do was go with the man. The last thing she remembered was Thomas letting go of her hand, as a gesture that he was willing to let her go. When she turned her back to take the mountain man's hand, the man went flying past her and landed on the floor in a heap. His face was bloody and Betsy thought she was dreaming. Then someone took her hand and out the door they went untouched or unmolested. Her legs were so wobbly that Betsy could hardly walk and Thomas led the way to his bedroom, which was down the hall. Drunken Phil followed and he had obviously been affected by the near gangbang of his girlfriend. About the last thing in the world Betsy ever expected she would be willing to do, she did. Her shirt and bra were still askew and she stood motionless when her boyfriend stripped them from her overheated body. Phil was too drunk to care that someone else was in the room and he took his clothes off. "Bets... love. I couldn't believe my eyes... they fucking had your gorgeous tits right out in the open. Fuck honey... I almost came in my pants when that one guy rubbed his cock all over you. Fuck... the one guy shoved his fucking hand down your pants. When he took it out and licked his wet fingers... I wanted to fuck you right there." Phil was shaky but finally managed to get his clothes off. He stood naked, as a jaybird, and let his cock wave in the air when he kept talking. "Honey. I'm sure they would have gangbanged you if Thomas hadn't been there. Yano what I think? I think we should give Thomas a reward. Let him have sex with you. Co'mon... let's do it." His hands were all over her and to this day Betsy couldn't understand why she didn't resist. She merely stood in the room and let her boyfriend take all her clothes off right in front of an almost complete stranger. But then she realized. From the first moment she saw Thomas, she knew he was the man for her. She had never dreamed of being unfaithful to Phil but suddenly she was more than willing. Betsy could still see the nicest smile on the man's face once she was naked. She stared into his dark, paralyzing eyes and knew everything was okay. Thomas did a striptease that any man would be proud of and when he was naked, Betsy's eyes widened in awe. He was all muscle and hung. She could still remember being extremely calm waiting for things to happen. Then Phil guided Betsy to the bed and she never complained. He almost tossed her down while giving every indication that he wanted her to suck his cock. Phil loved having her give him a blowjob and he held his hips out expecting Betsy to fulfill his wishes. "Come on baby. Show the man. Suck cock like you know how," Phil said. "And get on your hands and knees... so Thomas can get his reward." Her boyfriend was serious even though the alcohol influenced him. "Christ baby... I want to watch. I want to watch you have sex with someone," Phil whispered. "I want to watch you give head and get fucked at the same time... by him!" Betsy was simply amazed when it happened. Phil manhandled her until she was on hands and knees and in the desired position. The images of being completely vulnerable flashed in her head and they made her tremble. Phil shoved his cock in her face and Betsy had no alternative but to put it in her mouth. She started sucking Phil and used her hands to stroke his cock just the way he liked. Betsy remembered how severely she trembled when the bed moved. She knew Thomas was getting settled behind her and suddenly she felt something brush against her exposed backside. The devastating thought of being taken by a stranger was more thrilling than she ever imagined. She obediently sucked Phil's cock but all of her senses were focused on what Thomas was doing. Betsy felt the man rub his cock all over her butt and then he touched her between the legs. Her body jerked forward and Phil's cock shot down her throat taking her breath away. Suddenly a streak of lightning struck her pussy opening and the blazing bolt went straight to her head. Thomas felt the upturned ass quiver and rock when he split the puffy labia. He realized Betsy was experiencing a premature orgasm and didn't want to make her wait. Thomas rammed his cock to the hilt and he had never felt anything like it. The extreme heat instantly made his temperature rise and then Betsy pushed back at him. Her sexy body went into convulsion right away and Thomas couldn't believe his good luck. All that interested Phil was inside of Betsy's scorching mouth. He squirmed and tried to make the blowjob last a long time but Betsy was far too determined to end it quickly. She pumped her hand back and forth on his stiff shaft and kept the knob buried in her hot mouth. Even in his drunken stupor, Phil wondered if it was such a good idea. His glassy eyes stared at Thomas, as the man ravaged his girlfriend from behind. Phil reasoned his stamina lasted such a brief time was because of being able to watch Thomas with his girlfriend. He heard bare flesh slapping together, as Thomas fucked Betsy, and all Phil imagined was the man's big cock going in and out of her precious snatch. Phil merely grabbed her head tightly when his orgasm exploded in Betsy's sucking mouth. Then he threw his head back and only wanted to imagine himself with Betsy. Betsy's belly was still experiencing severe contractions when her mouth filled with molten lava. She desperately swallowed Phil's massive load and tried hard not to choke. Just as the last few drops were sucked out of Phil's throbbing pecker, Betsy felt something profound. There wasn't much she could do immediately following a climax but somehow her belly shuddered when the burning lava filled her inner sanctuary. Thomas' strong fingers closed around her waist and he squeezed hard. Betsy felt Thomas pull back at the same time he thrust forward with his powerful hips and she thought the top of her head was coming off. Suddenly more spasms rocked her sweating body, as the man fucked her into a subconscious state. All three sort of collapsed on the bed when the animal lust ended. Thomas kept his distance not wanting to get too close to the couple but Phil had other ideas. His desire for sexual gratification had been satisfied and all he could think of was having another drink. Phil obviously wasn't thinking straight when he excused himself, which shocked Betsy beyond belief. He told Betsy that he was going for another drink and then look in on what the other guys were doing. She took it to mean Phil wanted to watch the gangbang in Marty's bedroom, but the thought didn't upset her at all. *** Betsy remembered being not the least bit concerned when her boyfriend left her with someone else. She was lying on her side and suddenly felt Thomas shifting across the bed until he was up against her back. He hugged her for the longest time and it was the most wonderful feeling. Betsy liked to cuddle after intercourse and in no time her eyes got heavy and closed. She could still remember what happened next. The memory was still like it happened yesterday and Betsy was determined to take her time with this section of her life story. Her mind drifted back to 1991 and she relived one of the most memorable affairs of her life. Betsy was almost asleep, but Thomas had other plans. His right arm was over top of her torso and Betsy kept her arms outstretched, which left her entire front unguarded. At first Thomas' hand merely caressed the front of her body without lingering on any specific spot. In the perfect dreamland state, Betsy faced away from Thomas and let her mind drift through empty space. All of a sudden she was aware of his hand caressing and kneading her tits. One boob at a time, Thomas squeezed and tenderly massaged before lingering on each nipple until it was rock hard. There was a warm smile on her face and Betsy loved that inter-dimensional feeling of being half asleep. Suddenly her heart skipped a few beats when she felt something hard stirring against the back of her legs. She remembered not wanting to open her eyes so she laid still wishing for more lovely embraces. His hand moved from her heaving chest to her tummy, which was going in and out at a furious rate. She felt his fingers tracing lightly across her stomach and then stop at her bellybutton. Betsy sucked in her breath when Thomas touched her hollow and then he teased her until she whimpered out loud. "This time... we are going to do it right. Make mad, passionate love," Thomas whispered into her ear. "Lift your leg... up a bit." Betsy heard his command and obediently lifted her right leg slightly. She didn't expect the biggest thrill when Thomas' hard cock sprang between her thighs. His throbbing member stretched between her legs and sprang up against her wetness. Thomas knew exactly what would get Betsy's blood boiling. His right hand snaked downward and then he put his fingers directly over his hard cock. He pushed hard and felt his shaft embed itself in the immense wetness, which made Betsy's hips quiver wildly. Then he threatened to push the head of his cock into her honey hole and Betsy's breathing halted. Thomas left his meat embedded in Betsy's pussy slit and he deftly squirmed his fingers around the thick head to surround her throbbing clitoris. Betsy felt the head of his cock directly at her opening and his fingers pulling the swollen clit out of the vast wetness. Suddenly her breathing resumed but it was ragged and very broken. Now at the age of 39 and remembering the events in her life, Betsy recalled thinking how the first time was heaven, and the second time was heavenly bliss. She abruptly broke the embrace and rolled over to face Thomas. "Oh gawd, I need you. Please, please make love to me," she whispered. Thomas was skilled in the many facets of what a woman wanted and needed. "Put your hands on it. Feel my cock and make it harder," he whispered. She instantly obeyed not wanting to wait any longer. "Make it nice and hard... hard so you can sit on it." Betsy wondered what he meant but she didn't have to wait long before finding out. Thomas rolled onto his back and that put his engorged cock in a most prestigious position. It hovered at an angle above his hips and Betsy couldn't resist putting her dainty fingers around the thick shaft. "I want to watch you. Watch you make love to me. See you with my cock in your hands... and then see you sitting on top of it," he whispered. Betsy couldn't take her eyes off his penis. Her fingers were wrapped around the shaft and she felt the cock pulsating madly. She swooped down and kissed the glistening end but Thomas was not satisfied. "Leave it laying on my belly... and then sit on top. Sit on me so that your cunt is pushing against my cock. I want you to feel it... against your love-box," Thomas said. "I want to watch you... see you making love." Thomas laid flat on his back with his legs together. Betsy crouched over his thighs and place one of her knees on either side on his outstretched legs. She bent over and put her face mere inches above his chest. Betsy would never forget the feeling. She squatted above his muscular hips and leaned forward. His pecker pressed against the front of her body and Betsy felt it jerking up and down so that it banged her belly. Betsy couldn't remember wanting something so badly. She was willing to do whatever Thomas wanted if he would satisfy her burning desires. Suddenly he took control. "Suck my nipples. Suck'em love," he whispered. "Make them hard with your tongue... and your teeth!" She had never heard any man say that but strangely Betsy found his request very stimulating. When she reached out and put his tiny nipple in her mouth, it was a most profound feeling. Her tongue rolled the bud around and covered it with saliva, which brought moans from Thomas. "Yes baby. Just like that... now the other." Betsy caressed both nipples and found the experience made her even hotter. Then she nibbled on the tiny buds and noticed how his chest seemed to push up to meet her mouth. Suddenly Thomas put his strong hands on her ass cheeks and moved her butt until it was directly over his crotch. She had to straighten up but managed to retain a hold on his nipples. "Sit on it. Put your wet pussy right on top of my cock. Push my cock into your lips. Baby... spread those juicy lips with my cock," he said. Thomas guided her hips and he knew when things were right. Betsy gasped out loud when the throbbing cock split her soaked pussy lips and the thick shaft embedded into her narrow slit. She sat up straighter but kept her hands on his chest. Her fingers pinched his nipples and twisted them ever so tenderly. The thick cock burned her pussy and Betsy couldn't sit still. Her hips jiggled back and forth and Thomas pulled down hard with his hands around her slender waist. Suddenly Betsy wanted it now. Her tummy started to quiver in and out and Thomas was afraid she was not going to wait so he lifted her up. "Not yet. Get up... hold my cock up and sit on it. I want it in your belly," he moaned. Betsy shifted to the rear so that she was sitting on his legs. Her hand grabbed the enlarged cock as soon as it was free and she held it straight up in the air. Betsy would never forget the feeling. She squatted and ever so slowly moved forward until she was above his muscular hips again. Then she held perfectly still. Betsy stared down at the upstanding cock. She wondered if she should sit down but her body was moving before the answer came. Thomas put his hands around her waist and guided her forward, an inch at a time. When the tip of his bulbous cock touched her crotch, her breathing stopped. Betsy was afraid to take her hand off his thick shaft and held the cock straight up. The feeling was out of this world when her body lowered a little. First one inch, then two, and suddenly her hand let go. Betsy was staring into his eyes when it happened. She felt his hands tug on her slender waist and knew he was going to do it. She merely held her breath waiting. Then Thomas squeezed his hands into her burning flesh and pulled downward with all his strength. He thrust up with his powerful hips and buried his cock to the hilt with one swift stab. It must have taken minutes to start breathing again, and when she did, all Betsy could do was gasp desperately for much needed air. She was positive that she started creaming on the first thrust and didn't stop until he finally climaxed deep inside of her. It was the longest and most intense orgasm of her life up to that point and one she would always remember. That time, years ago with Thomas, still brought back good memories. Betsy also realized that it was a defining moment in her life. She realized her relationship with Phil was over and vowed to leave her boyfriend to be with Thomas. The ecstasy lasted for hours that night and she experienced one orgasm after another. She wasn't sure what time it was when she left Thomas' room but eventually she wound up back in bed with her boyfriend. Phil must have passed out sometime during the night like he did every weekend. He was in bed still completely dressed and hardly stirred when she came to bed. Phil mumbled some indistinguishable statement, as she climbed into bed, and Betsy assumed he was oblivious to her spending hours with another man. 'But then again,' Betsy mused. 'Maybe he knew and wanted me to screw his buddy.' Phil's eyes flickered for a brief moment, as if he acknowledged her return to bed from using the bathroom. *** In the morning, Phil had a humongous hangover. He woke up and threw his arm around Betsy but luckily for her, he didn't try anything. Betsy remembered thinking at the time that she didn't want to have sex with Phil. She had such a wonderful feeling after the night with Thomas and she didn't want to spoil it. Sunday morning was a complete blur with Betsy reminiscing about the time with Thomas. She had breakfast with Phil and immediately after went up to the room she shared with Thomas. That was when she felt like someone stabbed her in the heart. The room was empty and it had been neatly cleaned up. Betsy stood outside the room in disbelief, which must have been noted by a girl, named Penny, who was walking by. "Are you looking for Thomas? If so... he's gone. Packed up and left about nine," the girl informed Betsy. She could see the concerned look on Betsy's pretty face so she continued. "I liked Thomas. He's not like most of the guys. Are you his girlfriend?" Betsy was not able to speak right away but found her voice eventually. "No. No... We're just friends. I'll see him later... I'm sure he'll be on the beach this afternoon." Betsy thought back to her initial meeting with Penny. She was a lovely girl who went to church every Sunday. Penny was fairly thin and she had the cutest smile on her face all the time. The one thing a person noticed about Penny right away was that the woman didn't have boobs. Betsy remembered feeling sorry for her at the time but later she realized that Penny had nipples that made up for any lack of tits. Right after finding out that Thomas had departed, Betsy had to be alone. She left Penny standing in the hallway and rushed back to her room. Phil had already changed for the beach and he was dressed in his normal volleyball attire. They exchanged greetings and agreed to meet on the beach at the courts. Betsy stayed in the room for about an hour but then decided it was best to socialize. Most of the regulars were already at the beach when Betsy finally arrived. She needed sleep more than anything and quickly nodded off into dreamland once her chair was settled on the sand. Even the loud hollering and volleyball cheering didn't bother her that day. Her mind drifted off and it was Thomas who was in her most intimate thoughts. After thirty minutes, someone thrust a beer into her hand. There was still no sign of Thomas so Betsy slowly sipped the beer while nonchalantly watching the sweaty volleyball players playing in the sand. Then she dropped off asleep for another hour before repeating the frustrating exercise. She thought about last night and her mind tuned out all of the things going on around her. It was like trying to solve an equation and all Betsy thought about was when, and if, Thomas would show up. She had that worried, sickening feeling that people got when they weren't sure about a love affair. Betsy remembered every question rushing through her distraught mind waiting to see Thomas again. 'Did Thomas like her? Did he want her to be his girlfriend? Did she do something wrong or did Thomas just use her last night?' The last question was the most disturbing, but Betsy didn't believe the man betrayed her feelings and emotions. She was still disillusioned and halfway through her third beer when her thoughts were interrupted. "Is this chair taken? My... you look even lovelier than last night." Betsy came fully awake in a heartbeat and she started to stutter. "What? No... Oh, no," she muttered before realizing there was no chair but her own around. She blushed and could feel her heart beating so fast it must have made her look silly. Thomas sat down in the sand and they chatted for a long time. They talked about nothing and little things that didn't require much thinking. Suddenly she realized that she didn't know much about the man. She did most of the talking last night, a southern thing, she thought. So they chatted about him. Betsy asked about the mountain man last night, as she was still confused about how the man went flying. Thomas told her that he was a 3rd degree black belt so quite competent when push came to shove. It bothered Betsy that Thomas had left before seeing her in the morning. He quickly put her fears to rest by explaining that he had to do an errand. Apparently he was moving and had to pick up the keys to his new house in Boston that morning. Betsy felt much better once Thomas told her how he hurried through the transfer and rushed back just to see her. Betsy was in heaven after hearing his heart-warming revelation. They each had a beer and then Thomas suggested they go up to the beach house. "Last night meant a lot to me. Come... I want to fuck you again," he whispered. Her jaw dropped both from surprise and great elation. She gulped her beer and off they went. They went directly to the same room as last night. Luckily it was still unoccupied and her heart stopped when the door slammed shut. They stood face to face and Betsy watched his lips move. "Take off your suit. I know it's a beautiful bikini, but I want to see your gorgeous body... naked," Thomas said. Betsy did as he requested and in a flash Thomas also stripped. "Have you ever masturbated?" She almost fainted but couldn't stop her response. "Yes." The look on his face was serious. "Show me!" Betsy often touched herself when she was with a partner but suddenly she didn't know what to do. Thomas moved over to sit in a chair beside the bed and motioned for her to use the bed. Betsy slowly walked over and sat down facing Thomas. She assumed it would be easy to masturbate but that was far from what happened. All of a sudden she didn't get aroused or worked up when she caressed her boobs. Betsy rolled her nipples around and around but all that did was get them hard. Then she shifted her hand down to her pelvis and put her fingers between her legs. It went better but she still didn't feel close to achieving an orgasm. Suddenly inspiration hit. She visualized seeing Marty during that horrible gangbang. Then Betsy remembered being forced into the room by strangers and having her top lifted up above her breasts. She vowed never to admit the feelings she felt at the time. Her juices started to run and she felt the crotch of her panties getting soaked. Then she pictured the men holding her arms up in the air so they could fondle her boobs. Betsy's hand started to move a lot faster. Suddenly the masturbation was much easier. She remembered her nipples being pinched so hard it hurt but that didn't matter at the time. Her visualization continued with the men molesting her boobs and one guy even sucked her nipple. Then Betsy pictured what should have been the most disturbing thing that happened. While the men groped her titties, another man shoved his hand inside her pants. The man had one goal in mind and his fingers entered her wetness with lightning speed. Afterwards Betsy wondered if she spread her legs or if the man forced them apart. She remembered struggling like crazy, but it merely seemed to give the man more freedom. Suddenly her fingers were his fingers. She put the clit between her thumb and forefinger and started twirling it vigorously until she felt the first spasm shot through her loins. Thomas watched the erotic bliss with immense admiration. He adored Betsy's wit and charm but suddenly he loved her sexy body and adorable treasures. Betsy threw her head back and pushed out her chest when her left hand grabbed a boob. Her fingers pulled the hard nipple outward, as if offering it to the enthusiastic onlooker. Her right hand was a blur and Thomas caught brief glimpses of the rosy bud when it swirled around in the vast wetness. Thomas knew exactly when Betsy climaxed. Her right hand stopped moving except for her fingers squeezing the puffy clit. Then her hips jerked out of control and thrust wildly at the imaginary stranger. When the orgasm subsided enough to enable Betsy to breathe properly again, Thomas ordered her to suck his cock. "Get me harder. Put your lips around my cock and suck it... so I can stick it in your cunt," he commanded. In a less demanding manner he added, "Baby... I want to fuck you so badly." It made her chuckle now, but Thomas was a mouthful. There was no need to get him hard because his cock was already throbbing like crazy. But she obeyed relishing the opportunity to satisfy his demands. Then Thomas ordered her to kneel beside the bed. He jerked Betsy around and made her go down on her hands and knees. He forced her upper torso onto the bed with her head facing to the side. It was that familiar position, which Betsy loved, and she readied herself for what came next. Suddenly it all made sense to her even though it was years later. Thomas liked being in control and he loved ordering her to do things. He never asked or pleaded for her to do something, he only ordered her. In the beginning, she would have it no other way. She was submissive and liked pleasing others and this was her way of making someone special in her life happy. Once again Betsy was in heaven. Thomas knelt behind her and he did everything in slow-motion. He put the flared head of his cock at her opening and then he slowly pressed his hips forward. His glorious penis slid into her volcano and she could only remain stationary. Betsy felt his hand on her side so she lifted up slightly, thinking he wanted to reach under her outstretched torso. Instead he grabbed her hand and rolled her fingers up but left her thumb sticking out. Then he ordered her to suck her thumb, which she did right away. The rest was a blur to Betsy even now. She remembered sucking her thumb and Thomas pounding her cunt like a madman. She experienced one orgasm followed immediately by another and it seemed the man had everlasting stamina. Lights flashed in her head, her nipples were on fire and a thousand volts of electricity zapped her whole body. Then she felt his hips jerking randomly out of control and suddenly her entire body shut down. When Betsy came down out of the clouds, she was in his arms. Her head was on Thomas' chest and they talked for a while. He mentioned how lucky it was that her thumb was in her mouth when she climaxed because her loud groans of ecstasy would have been heard at the beach. All of a sudden Betsy realized something. It was during this tender embrace that the first thoughts of love entered her head. They talked and laughed. It seemed so different than anything before. Betsy started playing with his nipples, which she knew he liked. The next thing she knew it was blowjob time. "Hold it. Put the tip of my cock in your mouth... just the tip," Thomas ordered. "Now put your tongue under my cock. Lick it with your tongue... but just keep the tip in your mouth. Yes... yes, like that." Betsy's eyes were glassy, as she stared down at the big penis. "Now stroke it baby. Both hands... stroke it... stroke it harder," he said. "Yes... both hands back and forth... just like that. Keep doing it just like that and watch it cum. Watch me fill your mouth with cum, baby. You're the best cocksucker on the planet." His vulgarity should have disgusted Betsy but it didn't. It seemed to provoke her even more and she yearned to make him happier. Betsy milked Thomas' thick cock until she swallowed his big load of creamy cum. *** The time was getting to be late afternoon. Betsy and Thomas jumped out of bed with the realization that the beach crowd, especially Phil, would have noticed Betsy's disappearance. They showered and it took all their resolve to not start another session of torrid lovemaking. The beach house was about a block from the beach and Thomas thought he should return to the beach via a different route than Betsy. That made sense, Betsy reasoned, as it might look funny to Phil seeing his girlfriend show up with another man after she had been gone for hours. Betsy hoped that she didn't look too guilty when she strolled back to her chair. The volleyball games were still going on but Phil quickly came over to her, wanting to know where she had been. For one of the very few times in her life, she lied. Betsy told her boyfriend that she had not been feeling so good after the beers and she had taken a nap. Then wisely she got them both a beer and afterwards listened to him droll on and on about his volleyball crap. As Phil was yapping, Betsy finally saw Thomas walking up the beach. He was talking to a girl and Betsy remembering thinking how smart he was to solicit such a good cover-up. The girl had a great tan and she was wearing a bright green swimsuit. She appeared to have a pretty good body, but Betsy was too thrilled about what went on all afternoon to be jealous of the girl at first. Then Thomas and the girl stopped and sat on the girl's towel. They chatted and laughed and Betsy almost flew into a fit of rage when the girl put her hand on Thomas' shoulder. She wanted to confront the bitch and tell her that Thomas was her man. Betsy was mad. Then she got mad at Thomas. Suddenly she got mad at Phil for his damn yapping. Abruptly she told Phil that they should hit the road since tomorrow was a school day and she had to get up early. Betsy left the beach with Phil and she refused to look back at Thomas for fear of losing her nerve. She was determined to make a stand and show Thomas that she was not happy when he got too friendly with other women. Strange as it sounded now, Betsy reasoned her relationship with Thomas was much more than a fleeting afternoon, love affair. Betsy had everything packed in no time. They departed so fast that Phil was amazed. He thought Betsy was peeved at something but hesitated to say anything for fear she was mad at him. They bid all their friends a goodbye until next weekend and hit the road. Now years later, Betsy wondered how anyone could act so stupid. She lay in her state of dreamland remembering how mad she was at Thomas and the girl. Her anger turned out to be her boyfriend's immense gratification. Phil received the blowjob of his life on the drive home. He was utterly shocked when Betsy whipped his cock out and then bent over to suck it. Phil wasn't stopping for anything because he didn't want Betsy to stop so he kept driving. The thrill of possibly getting caught or seen by someone on the busy interstate made the experience even more thrilling. Not much was said after he climaxed. Phil merely drove and Betsy sat quietly while they dreamed of separate issues. Betsy wondered if Thomas was real and if her relationship with Phil was actually over. Although Phil had always said they were not fully committed to each other, Betsy still felt guilty for having a secret affair. *** The next weekend signaled the end of summer. It was a three-day affair with Monday being the last holiday of summer and everyone just wanted to party hard. Betsy thought she was right in assuming Phil didn't know anything about what happened last weekend with Thomas. She planned to get more of Thomas' personal information this weekend and hoped he would show up at the beach house. When she and Phil arrived at the house, all the bedrooms were full except for theirs. //// Betsy rushed upstairs to the bedroom that she hoped Thomas would be in, but she sadly found the room occupied by an unforgettable guest. The door of the room was open and Betsy got a glimpse of Marty putting her things away. She had a sudden urge to order the woman out of the bedroom but realized it was not her place to assign rooms. A shiver of doubt went through her tummy wondering if Phil had given Thomas' old room to the disgusting Marty. //// That Saturday was probably the longest day of her life. Betsy sat on the beach watching Phil and volleyball crowd and she remembered drinking way too much. She was kind of down on Phil because her mind was so preoccupied with hopes of seeing Thomas again. It seemed the day would never end but it finally did with a big party in their beach house living room. Everyone sat around getting blasted; it was a combination of too much sun, too much booze and too much late night carousing. The mood on Sunday was far more sedated. Everyone was hung over and Betsy was no different than the rest. She was filled with worry and anxiety thinking that she poured her heart out to a man who didn't want her. It was like any person who dearly loved someone but didn't know whether that person loved them back. Sunday brunch was the first meal of the day and Betsy found herself sitting with Penny at the kitchen table. The two women chatted casually and Penny asked her about Marty. Penny wanted to know what happened last weekend. Betsy watched the girl's reaction when she told her about Marty's gangbang but Penny's face didn't show anything. Knowing the girl was very religious, Betsy assumed that Penny would never condemn anyone for sinning in such an immoral way. Once afternoon arrived, the group was over their hangovers. They were ready for some more sun and volleyball and everyone moved down to the beach. Betsy got her usual spot off to one side of the setup courts and she again lapsed into a state of nervous anxiety. In the middle of the afternoon, all of a sudden she saw him. Thomas was standing with a group of guys who had just finished a volleyball game and he looked marvelous. Betsy didn't want to show too much enthusiasm, but she just couldn't wait. She almost ran up to the group and when Thomas saw her, his face lit up. Suddenly he excused himself and took Betsy's hand leading her off to one side so they could be alone. "I had to come. Sorry I didn't get here earlier... but I got held up. I can't stay this weekend... and I wanted you to know that," Thomas whispered. Betsy stood holding his hands while he kept talking. "I have a big family gathering that I have to attend. It's on right now but I had to come here to tell you... so you wouldn't think I was ignoring you," he explained. "Last weekend... was the best of my life. You mean everything to me... and I didn't want you to worry that I wasn't going to see you again." "It's okay. I wasn't worried. I was just sitting around with the rest of the guys... enjoying the sun and having a few beers," Betsy said feeling her face blush a brilliant red. "I have to be in Boston... well, about two hours ago," he whispered with a chuckle. "But I had to see you. Here! This is my business card. Please call me Wednesday. I'll be in my new home then." They exchanged a loving embrace and suddenly everything was all right. Betsy watched him run down the beach until he was out of sight, and then she returned to her chair. The remainder of the afternoon and evening was a complete blur, as all she could think about was Wednesday, a new beginning in her love-life. Betsy was still in a heightened, emotional state later in the evening. She remembered thinking that nothing could stop her from dreaming about what was in store for the future. Thinking back on that night, Betsy realized that her boyfriend likely planned the whole evening. She was oblivious to the reality Phil plied her with booze, which made her let down her guard. Betsy was completely oblivious that Phil knew about her secret affair. //// Close to midnight, Phil pestered her to join him for a little private party in one of the upstairs bedrooms. Reluctantly Betsy went with him just wanting to get the evening over with so she could go to bed. At the top of the stairs, Betsy halted when she realized Phil was heading towards the bedroom, which held great memories. There were strange moans and groans coming from the room she shared with Thomas the previous weekend and Betsy remembered thinking that the gangbang slut was at it again. //// Suddenly Phil grabbed her arm and made her stand quietly outside the noisy room. The door to Marty's room was open, which Betsy found out later was done on purpose. She could still hear loud moans of a woman's distress and then Phil encouraged her to peek into the room. Not wanting to disobey, Betsy slowly poked her head around the corner and noticed plenty of action on Marty's bed. Betsy was about to retreat when her boyfriend grabbed her arm with a viselike grip. It happened so fast that she didn't get a chance to get away from Phil. "Let's watch. I want to see Marty turn a little miss goodie-girl into her slave," he whispered. Now years later, Betsy realized how naïve and stupid she was back then. She should have realized it was all a setup, but at the time she didn't. Her boyfriend pushed her into the room and up against the wall. They stood motionless and the combatants on the bed never paid any attention to the new onlookers. Thankfully the room was relatively dark so Betsy didn't think she was in the spotlight. She stared at the furious action taking place a few feet away and noticed the naked body of Marty sitting on another woman's face. Marty had her knees around the woman's head and she locked her fingers into the struggling woman's hair. It appeared like Marty was suffocating the woman, as she pulled the woman's head up tightly into her crotch. It had to be seen, to be believed. Marty was forcing a woman to eat her out and there was a man fucking the woman's brains out. The man was perpendicular to the women and he was holding the thrashing legs up in the air. He lay sideways to the woman and pounded his pecker in and out of her hole like a madman. Betsy remembered thinking that the woman must be hurting from being in such a precarious position. Betsy never did know why she merely stood there. Surely, she reasoned now years later, it should have been possible to escape Phil's grasp. All of a sudden Marty was going through the throes of an explosive orgasm. Her body shook and vibrated and Betsy could clearly see she was having an enormous climax. The sound of the woman's tongue lapping Marty's leaking pussy sent shivers up Betsy's spine, as she watched the torrid sex scene. Suddenly Marty's orgasm was over and she shifted her body down so that she was sitting on the woman's stomach. Marty grabbed the woman's legs from the man and held them high in the air, which kept her crotch fully exposed for the man. Betsy's eye's opened in awe when she noticed who it was. Penny, or the righteous Church-girl as the group called her, was laying spread out on the bed with her face covered with Marty's juices. Penny's eyes were open wide and she was staring straight up at the ceiling. Betsy was afraid to move for fear of drawing attention to her and Phil. She ogled the demoralizing gangbang, which was taking place right in front of her, and stood still, flat against the wall. Then Betsy noticed Penny's bare breasts for the first time. She had always known the woman's tits were small and almost nonexistent but she never realized her nipples were so outstanding. They had to be an inch in size and obviously extremely sensitive by the way she moaned when Marty pinched them. The memory suddenly got more detailed and far more vivid. Betsy could hear everything like it was yesterday. "Say it. Say it, slut. Tell mistress to let you cum," Marty hissed daring Penny to say something. "Do you like mistress playing with your glorious nipples? Slut... I can see you want it. Say it!" Marty twirled the woman's nipples around, as if she was twisting them off a bottle. Then she put her face closer to Penny's and dared her again. "I know Stan is fucking your sweet cunt... and filling his slut with cum. Now mistress wants to hear her slave beg... beg for it," Marty whispered. Her voice sent shivers through Betsy even though Marty was speaking to someone else. Suddenly Penny was talking but her voice was too soft to be heard across the room. "Louder! Say it louder... so my new slut can hear. Say it slut," Marty ordered. It never dawned on Betsy at the time but Marty had plans. The sound of Penny's lost pleas were all that she was aware of. "Please... oh please let me cum. God mistress... my nipples... my pussy... oh, my God... I have to cum." Marty pinched the swollen nipples and twisted them as hard as she could. "More!" Penny couldn't stop but nothing she said was discernable. "Ooh... ooh. Oowie... ooh gawd... aah... gaaw, ooh, ooh. Oh no... oh no... yea... plea." It was obvious that Marty was in control and Penny was willing to submit to anything she demanded. Marty whispered in Penny's ear, making the girl speak loud and clear. She pleaded and begged her mistress and Betsy couldn't believe Penny had given in. What Betsy did notice was a world-class orgasm. Betsy didn't even notice what her boyfriend had been doing. She glanced to the side and saw Phil jerking off his hard cock. With her attention diverted at the least opportune time, it enabled Marty to put her devious plan in place. Betsy was petrified standing against the wall when the three naked bodies from the bed approached. "So my little slut likes watching. Did you like watching me turn Church-girl into a slut?" Betsy was too stunned to say anything. Then she got the bright inspiration to run. She pushed away from the wall and was just about to make a getaway when Phil grabbed her arms. He stood behind her and pinned her arms behind her back. Suddenly Marty was in her face. "I asked you a question! Did you like watching me turn Penny into a slut?" Then the woman took advantage of Betsy's captive stance. She wrapped the fingers of her left hand into her hair and jerked Betsy's head until their eyes locked. Betsy knew enough to answer or things could get worse. "No... no, gawd no." A sudden jerk of Marty's left hand and an extremely stern stare was enough to change Betsy's mind. There was a momentary pause. Then Betsy decided to tell the woman what she wanted to hear, assuming it was the best thing to do. "Yea... yes. Yes! I watched... are you fucking happy?" Marty was good at gaining control over submissive women. She had done it many times and certainly the episode with Penny was testament to her ability to become a mistress. Suddenly her right hand slipped under the bottom of Betsy's shirt and instantly closed over her left boob. "I watched you the whole time. I saw the lust on your face. Only a slut would stand there and watch... watch Church-girl being punished." "Oh gawd... I didn't mean to." Betsy tried to turn her head and look at Phil, but Marty held her hair with a secure hold. Then Marty swiftly ripped Betsy's bra up so she could feel a bare breast. Her hand cupped Betsy's titty and squeezed hard enough to get a reaction. Betsy struggled and tried to twist out of Phil's iron-grip. She got a brief hope of getting free, but suddenly Marty took control. She pinched the hardened nipple and rolled it around vigorously until Betsy stopped struggling. Marty got more excited with each passing second. Her head filled with lustful illusions, watching the futile struggles of the gorgeous woman. "Phil tells me that you are the hottest woman around. That you love screwing... anything with a pulse," Marty whispered. "He knows. Phil knows you fucked around... screwed around with Thomas." Betsy continued to squirm, but suddenly she comprehended the severity of the situation. If her boyfriend knew that she had sex with Thomas, he would certainly not help her now. Betsy realized that she was alone against Marty, but also Phil, who would be out for revenge. Marty would try to humiliate and degrade her enough so that she could gain control and Phil would help the woman. But Betsy vowed to be strong and fight the bitch to the end. All of a sudden things took a turn for the worst. "Slut! Come here slut... and see if we can turn dear Betsy into our slave," Marty said to Penny. "Stan honey... and Phil... let's take our little slave to the bed. Then dear Betsy can show us that she's a real slut." Suddenly everyone reached for her. Phil grabbed her under the armpits, someone grabbed one leg, someone grabbed the other, and then they all picked her up like a feather. In a split second, Betsy found herself spread-eagled on the bed with four sex-starved maniacs holding her captive. She twisted and struggled but Phil held her arms fully stretched, up above her head, and her legs were pinned to the mattress by Stan and Penny. Marty was in her glory. She huddled beside the frightened woman and pretended to console Betsy. Marty lifted and supported Betsy's head and stared directly into her eyes. "You think you're too good for the rest of us... don't you? Well, miss prissy... we'll see how good you really are," Marty whispered in a most threatening tone. "Slut... Church-girl! Come here and show our little slave how you like sucking titties. But first... let's get the bitch naked." Marty planned to make Betsy suffer. She was going to strip the woman, but it would be slow and tantalizing. Marty grabbed the bottom of Betsy's shirt and rolled it up to her neck, along with the lacy bra. She shifted slightly to the side and allowed Penny room to move over Betsy's chest. Penny hovered over the captive woman and suddenly the two stared into each other's eyes. Betsy was moved by the hesitant, pleading look on Penny's face and she felt like telling the girl that she understood. Betsy remembered shaking her head when she realized what was about to happen. She glanced down at her exposed chest and noticed her boobs swaying seductively side to side with her ragged breathing. There was a hand, Marty's hand she realized, cupping her right titty and sort of squeezing it into a cone-shape. "Aren't they beautiful... the most succulent tits... ever! Go ahead Penny. Feel them. Put your hands on them and feel what real breast are like," Marty said. It was now or never, Betsy decided. "Phil. Phil! For gawd sake... make her stop! Make the bitch stop... now!" Betsy tried to turn her head upwards so she could see her boyfriend. "For gawd sake, Phil! Do something! Make her stop!" There was no response from Phil except that he tightened his hold on her outstretched arms. When she tried again to reason with him, Betsy decided that a more subtle approach might work. "Oh, please. Phil... please help me. Oh, gawd you have to help me... pleeeeease!" Betsy hoped her pleas would make her boyfriend realize the error of what was happening but that didn't happen. Suddenly her head was jerked so that she stared straight ahead at Penny. The girl's eyes pleaded for forgiveness but that didn't stop Penny from obeying her mistress. Betsy felt the girl's hands shaking when they caressed her breastbone and then slide slowly upwards. The hands quickly stopped vibrating when the fingers seized both dazzling nipples. Betsy gave another valiant attempt to look at Phil, but Marty held her head steady, facing the front. She desperately wanted to lie perfectly still and show Marty that her humiliation was having no affect. Then her breathing got very uneven and her chest heaved displaying some of her lost control. Marty decided it was time for further chastisement. "Now... let's take her clothes off. She likes showing off on the beach... wearing those skimpy outfits," she whispered. "Fuck honey... let's see what those horny bastards keep looking at." Betsy felt so many hands on her torso that it was impossible to fight them off. Suddenly her top and bra were removed and tossed across the room, as if they were rags. She could feel Marty's hands even before they actually touched her body. Betsy knew what was next. Her tummy quivered so violently that it was increasingly harder to breath. Then Marty's fingers unsnapped the waistband of her pants. Betsy couldn't breathe anymore. Suddenly Marty slowly undid the zipper in a most tantalizing fashion and purposely held the flaps open. Betsy's tummy heaved in and out so fast, making it hard to catch her breath when the woman's fingers brushed the edges of her panties. Marty's fingers pinched the elastic band and pulled outward so she could look down the front. "My, my! That's about the nicest cunt... ever. I bet you like it being touched... caressed by a slut. I think you'll like it if Penny touches you... won't you?" All of a sudden the hands returned. Stan along with the helping hands of Marty and Penny quickly stripped the rest of Betsy's clothes while Phil pinned her arms above her head. She remembered sobbing and letting out numerous whimpers when her pants were lowered. Then more sobs when her panties were stripped leaving her completely naked. Betsy tried kicking but her legs merely thrashed in midair before getting pinned on the bed again. Things were getting more desperate and Betsy opened her mouth again to plead for mercy. Suddenly Marty rolled the lacy panties into a ball and shoved them into Betsy's open mouth. The woman laughed out loud and Betsy felt sick. "I know you want it. You're a slut... just like Church-girl. I could see that when you kept watching... the gangbang last weekend... and the one tonight," Marty whispered. Betsy's eyes were open so wide they hurt. She stared straight up at the ceiling hoping it was all a bad dream. "Now it's time for you to see a real slut. Penny my love... you will witness lust like you've never seen before." The dire prediction made Betsy cry. She desperately tried to spit the panties out but Marty held them security in her mouth. Suddenly her plight seemed so hopeless and Betsy wasn't sure if she had the strength to overcome Marty's drastic prophecy. Suddenly Marty blocked her view of the ceiling and the woman glared threateningly into Betsy's teary eyes. "Listen. Listen good slut... because I won't repeat myself. You're going to cream... cum in Penny's mouth and show her that you are a real slut." Marty spread out on the bed. She was sideways to Betsy, leaning over her chest. Marty put her right arm on the bed and held herself up so she could keep her face right in front of the woman's startled eyes. Her left hand continued to hold the panty gag in Betsy's mouth and everyone heard the whimpers of despair coming from the captive. Betsy couldn't see past the shield of Marty's body but suddenly she felt a feather, or it felt like one. Then she realized it was Penny's tongue. The girl licked her entire pelvis and then she licked the inside of her thighs. Penny was spurred onward by the wonderful smell and the sweetest taste. Her tongue lashed out and grazed the tip of Betsy's slit. The legs were tightly closed, but it still left a small, upper portion of Betsy's pussy exposed. Penny could barely touch the hidden clit, but she couldn't resist flicking her tongue between the puffy labia. Betsy desperately held her legs together. Stan had long ago stopped holding her down and he was standing off to one side merrily fisting his prick. Phil refused to let go of her arms, but he did relax his grip so it was not as restrictive for his girlfriend. Penny crouched beside Betsy's outstretched legs trying her best to perform magic, which would please her mistress. Penny had no idea what her mistress was doing, but Betsy knew. "Spread your legs... open them so slut Penny can taste your cunt. If you don't open them this instant... I'll kick the living shit out of you. And then feed your beaten ass to every fucking guy in this house," Marty said with her voice steady and mean. "That's it slut... spread those lovely legs... show me what a slut you are." It was the most devastating moment in her life up to that point. Betsy never understood how her legs parted but she certainly understood the repercussions. Her feet were only about a foot apart, but that was enough for Penny. She flipped over one leg and pounced down between the shapely thighs. Then her hands pushed outward on the legs and suddenly she could see it all. Penny's fingers went to the pink, swollen lips and pried them part to reveal utopia. It took a few moments before Penny was able to move, but then she swooped in to put her lips over the upper portion of Betsy's slit. She tenderly forced her tongue between the pearly lips and found the secret control button. Penny opened her mouth wide and sucked the entire clitoris into her burning mouth. Betsy arched her back but there was no escaping the hungry jaws. "Feel it... feel Penny's mouth. There is no one better at eating pussy than Penny. The girl sucked me inside out when she ate me. What's it feel like... slut!" Betsy was more determined than ever. She used every ounce of willpower to stave off any desire or lust. Her pretty face twisted and lines of worry appeared, which made Marty extremely pleased. Saliva ran out the corners of her mouth, as Betsy tried hard to keep breathing with the gag still in her mouth. "Fight it. Go ahead... fight all you want. We aren't going anywhere until you do it," Marty whispered. The woman's burning breath made Betsy's face turn beat red. Betsy grit her teeth on the soaked panties, fighting with all of her strength and resolve. Suddenly Marty dropped down, pulling the gag out. She lay on top of Betsy's chest and kissed her on the lips. At first the lips remained closed tightly but that reversed in a heartbeat. Marty's teeth curled around Betsy's bottom lip and then she bit hard. It was the kiss from Hell. Betsy was positive she tasted blood and her mouth opened, as if to protest. Then the demanding Marty grabbed a handful of hair and twisted hard. She aimed Betsy's head in her direction and forced her tongue into the waiting mouth. Marty had to search for the tongue, but she found it hiding in the bottom of Betsy's mouth. The timid tongue came up to fight off the forceful approach, but then the sharp teeth closed on it too. Tears filled Betsy's eyes, as she felt helpless against such a powerful woman. All of a sudden Betsy felt more teeth. Penny had the tiny clit between her ivories and she nibbled on the puffy bud. Betsy's hips jerked, as she reacted to the sharp caresses, but that only encouraged the determined Penny. All of a sudden she experienced the strangest feelings of her life. Everything happened at the same time. Betsy realized her arms were free, but still they remained above her head, thrashing wildly. The kiss consumed her soul like no other; the teeth nibbled nonstop on her sensitive clitoris, and then a long, slender finger filled her steaming hole. Betsy knew her hips were bouncing up and down in perfect rhythm with the finger fucking but she couldn't do anything about it. Betsy never considered her collapse as surrender. It was merely the evolution of a sexual encounter and she willingly let her juices flow freely into the hungry mouth. Penny was a pro and her tongue and teeth worked feverishly in harmony to consume Betsy's lust. She tasted the cream and sucked even harder, knowing what it would do to Betsy's resolve. There was the briefest moment when Betsy rode the crest, teetering high in the air. Then the dam broke and the orgasm flooded her good judgment. Her body belonged to the devil and Betsy let the climax overwhelm all of her emotions. *** Oh, gawd, what a night, Betsy thought as she remembered that night with Marty. It didn't require any encouragement for the men to act. Betsy vividly remembered having the feeling of total helplessness. She felt the overpowering urge to let Marty retain control and sensed that the woman merely tolerated Phil and Stan when they had intercourse with her slave. Marty held Betsy the whole time, as first Phil, and then Stan ravaged her beaten body. Betsy remembered thinking at the time that it would be Phil's last stand. Their relationship was over. She submitted to the sexual encounter and tried to let her mind go off into some blank space. Betsy was thankful for Marty's tender caresses and it made the disgusting sex go by much easier. As soon as Phil emptied his load, Stan mounted her. Again Betsy merely closed her eyes and let it happen. She felt Stan's momentum build quickly and it was over in a flash. Thinking back on the worst night of her life, Betsy wondered if the drastic episode left any permanent scares. Just when Betsy thought it was over, Marty had something else to prove. The woman yearned to display her ultimate control over the sexiest woman and her outburst took Betsy by surprise. Marty ordered her to eat her out. "Do it. Lick my pussy... make me cum all over your slut tongue," she whispered in Betsy's ear. "Eat me... or else!" Betsy heard the dire remark but she didn't react fast enough. All of a sudden Marty grabbed her by the hair and sat her up straight. Then she slapped Betsy so hard across the face that it snapped her head to the side. Betsy was stunned. Suddenly her head was rotated to the front and she stared into the dark, paralyzing eyes. "Get between my legs... now! Lick my pussy," Marty hissed. "Get on your hands and knees so you can put your sexy ass in the air... so Penny can fuck it." It took about five seconds for the controlling woman to get the slave on her hands and knees. Marty yanked on Betsy's hair and she guided the whimpering woman between her legs. Betsy's cheek was on fire. The slap had robbed any measure of dignity still left in her and Betsy felt her face shoved into the woman's wetness. The hair on her head hurt so bad that Betsy was afraid to struggle for fear Marty would pull harder. Suddenly Betsy didn't want to think about that night any longer. The group stayed in Marty's bedroom the whole night and it was Betsy's biggest nightmare. She refused to recall how many times she was molested and forced to have sex. It was a chapter that wasn't pleasant but one that had to be included in her life story. She remembered falling asleep in the middle of the night but being awaken by Phil and Stan. The nightmare continued until she finally fell asleep in complete exhaustion. *** Betsy woke up with the heat and sun filling the enclosed bedroom. Phil and Marty were already up but the other three lay strewn on top of the messy bed. Betsy had a sheet covering her nudity but the other two had nothing. Her head hurt; her eyes burned so bad it was hard to keep them open, and she was famished. She heard the shower running and assumed one of the missing villains was in there. A sudden tremor shot through her head with the recollection of what Phil told her during the night. Betsy was going to try and recall when that was but suddenly realized it really didn't matter. Phil told her that he knew about Thomas, as the house had many ears and eyes. He informed her that he wanted one last fling before setting her free. He merely told her it was a nice ride while it lasted but he realized their relationship was over. Of course that happened in the middle of the night. Then Betsy remembered when Phil jumped her bones for one last ride and how the rest took liberties. She shivered with the memory. Suddenly Betsy needed to end her relationship with Phil and end the life chapter and her recollection returned to Marty's bedroom. Abruptly Betsy jumped out of bed. She passed Phil coming out of the bathroom wearing a towel and they just said good morning. Betsy had a quick shower and then she had to get out of the place. Dressed in a t-shirt, panties, and shorts, and with a little money, she was gone. She found a little restaurant several blocks away and just sat there eating and musing. How did it all happen? Was I to blame? Betsy kept wondering what went wrong? When she got back to the house, everyone was already down at the beach. Since it was the last day of what was considered summer holidays, everyone wanted to push it to the limit. Betsy contemplated calling someone to come out and pick her up, but she decided to accept Phil's offer for a ride home. It meant spending the entire afternoon at the beach but it was her only option unless she could catch a ride with someone else. Betsy headed for the beach wanting to catch up on some needed zees. She napped but her daydreaming was soon interrupted when Penny and Flipper decided to join her. Penny put her towel down next to Betsy's chair and immediately started rubbing lotion on herself. Betsy offered to do her back and the two women huddled closer. All of a sudden Betsy noticed that Penny was not smiling. The same smile Penny always had was gone and she appeared troubled. Betsy took special care in massaging the girl's back and shoulders, trying to show her that she cared. "It's okay... everything's okay." Penny couldn't look at the adorable woman. "I'm sorry... so sorry. She made me do it... and I didn't want to," she whispered. Suddenly Penny realized her mistake. "No! Well, I did... really wanted to touch you, but not like that." Betsy realized that Penny was sincere and that she was merely following orders last night. She shuddered thinking of what happened during the night and how she reacted to everything Penny did. Suddenly her train of thought was interrupted by Marty. The woman abruptly appeared with three strangers and the grin on her face sent shivers through Betsy and Penny. "Love! Penny... I have some guys that would like to meet you. We're heading to the house... please join us." The woman's statements sounded more like orders than anything else. Marty motioned towards the three men waiting off to one side and she gave the girl no choice. "Here... let me get your towel. Now... let's go!" Penny stood up, grabbing her beach bag to leave. Her head went from side to side looking at Betsy and Marty and her expression conveyed the hopelessness of the situation. Betsy felt sorry for the girl but she was not about to help Penny out in any way. She had already decided to not have anything else to do with the conniving Marty. Just before Marty turned to leave, she squatted next to Betsy's chair. She rested her forearm on the chair and stared straight into Betsy's bewildered eyes. "You can come... join us. Since you like to watch... you can get nice and close this time," Marty whispered. The sarcasm was thick when Betsy responded. "No, thanks. I'll pass." "Your mouth says not but your nipples say yes." Betsy stared into the woman's eyes almost daring her to do something. Then Marty did and Betsy almost fainted. Marty's fingers reached out and brushed across the ends of both boobs. Betsy had thrown out the challenge but suddenly she was too dumbfounded to move when the woman accepted. Marty's fingers lightly caressed her nipples and Betsy just sat still and it quickly turned into a cat and mouse game. "Penny will suck those luscious nipples." "No. I don't think so." "I've never seen anyone cum like you did last night..." "I'm glad you liked it." "Yes, it was fantastic. But you'll be doing Penny a favor if you join us." "Not today. I'm heading home right away." "Too bad! When I told the guys how you like to watch... watch a gangbang, they were totally aroused." "Well, I don't really like watching such awful scenes." "Honest! But you should have seen yourself last night... fucking amazing the way you came when Penny ate you." "Please... no more." Suddenly Marty pinched both nipples and rolled them around. She didn't care who was looking. "That's more like it... begging like you did last night. I can't remember getting more excited when I heard you beg for it... just like a real slut." Betsy was speechless. Marty gave her nipples a twist and then she let them go. The woman looked like a snake ready to pounce on a little mouse. "I don't have time for this now... but you know! You know I can make you do anything? Make you act like a slut... don't you?" Betsy didn't know what to say. She was steadfast in not submitting again to the bitch, but Marty's threats sent shivers through her body. Suddenly Betsy wondered what she would do if Marty pulled her out of the chair and ordered her to come? What if Marty ordered her to join the crowd in the house? Did she have enough courage to resist the woman? All of a sudden Marty stood and departed. She quickly joined her group and they all headed for the house. Betsy noticed how Penny was surrounded by Marty on one side and a stranger on the other. Marty had her arm around Penny's shoulders in an effort to console the girl, but it was the man who drew Betsy's stare. His right hand was on Penny's back and suddenly shifted downwards and directly onto the girl's butt. Betsy noticed how he squeezed and felt Penny's ass and there was no retaliation of any kind. Betsy almost jumped out of her skin. Unexpectedly Phil was beside her and he poked her in the side to get her attention. He said to relax and enjoy what was left of the long weekend. Luckily for Betsy, Phil decided to leave his volleyball buddies so he could drive her home. She desperately wanted to make a fast getaway even though it meant the end of summer. Betsy felt pangs of sadness thinking of no longer spending time at Phil's wonderful beach house. The trip was silent for the first few miles, but then they started a light conversation. Nothing was said about ending the love affair but both knew it was over. Suddenly Betsy sat up on the spare bed she was using for reminiscing. The life story was evolving and another chapter came to a close. A chapter that taught her many life lessons so it was not all bad. THE END I will continue Betsy's weekend in another chapter. I promised her that I would write about her first 39 years and then we can fantasize about the future. I hope readers don't find this type of flashback too confusing but I wanted Betsy to think about all the things that happened in her life before turning 40. Betsy is probably the most appealing woman I know, and strangely, I am not sure if she is not the wittiest, smartest woman... or the craziest. Please send me your feedback, as I always appreciate readers who take the time to write.

Me and Teri

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I’m sorry Teri, but I have found out where you live. We have been text messaging for months now and I am so hot for your body. You have sent me photos of you naked and you know it is driving me out of my mind. You sent the photo of you spreading your butt cheeks and showing me that glorious ass. I get to see your freshly shaven pussy. One with your finger rubbing your clit. But the most damaging photo is of your sweetie Laney. She gets to have you any time she wants. She is so hot. Anyone would want her and I can see why you want her. Did you say she was only 19? Well, if you can imagine going to bed after having an exhausting night of sex with Laney, you are so tired that you just pass out with your pussy still wet with your cum and Laney’s mouth juice. Your pus
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sy is so satisfied that you lay with your legs still spread. You don’t remember but you left your window open. I have been outside watching you and Laney. I watched as she left. Where was she going and when would she be back? I am able to climb through your window. You are completely nude so I strip all my clothes to make me as nude as you. You look so beautiful laying there as your chest, and what a chest, rises and falls as you sleep. I slip into bed with you and you never know. I have brought my little bag of goodies and I open it now. I remove a pair of latex gloves, two marshmallows, a vibrator that is slim and about 8 inches long with a bend on the end on which an egg about the size of a golf ball sets, and a tube of motion lotion. I put on the gloves. I put my mouth next too your ear and I slowly massage your breast. You moan a little and I whisper in your ear that it is OK. You turn toward me and put your arms around my shoulder. I turn your head up a little to make your lips next to mine. I slowly met your lips with mine and you open your mouth and I feel some tongue. I offer you mine and you readily accept. We hungrily kiss for some time and then I slowly move my lips to your magnificent breast. Your nipples are already hard. I place my lips around your nipple but I never let my tongue touch. My tongue circles your nipple and I allow some mouth juice to drip on your breast. I continue this for some time and you start to moan and then I know it is time for my tongue to flick your nipple and start to suck. You are starting to moaning louder. I take the two marshmallows in my hand and put them between my soft gloved hand and your sweet wet pussy and move them all around. You move your legs as wide as they will go as I continue to rub the marshmallows around your pussy and across your engorged clit, as I continue to suck on your nipple. I can see your are close to cuming. Your moans are getting louder and your ass is starting to jerk. I continue. After a few more circles on your clit you raise up in bed and scream as you cum. You focus on what is going on and your eyes meet mine. I hear “Janey” what are you doing here. I say “lay back” and nudge her with my hand. As she lays back I reach for the motion lotion. I spread in on my smooth glove. I am between your legs lapping up your old cum from Laney and the fresh cum that just leaked out. I am in heaven. I have eaten pussy juice before, but nothing like this. I can’t get enough, but I know if I rub the Lotion on you it will destroy your flavor, but when I put it on you and blow on the lotion your pussy will be on fire. I love lickin you but I want the heat on you before you cum. I take my hand full of lotion and rub it from your asshole to your clit. I know it feels good to you as you lay there moaning. As I start to blow a little on it and you can feel the heat, you start to breath faster and moan louder. Your ass is starting to jerk. On my down stroke with my tongue I got to your asshole and go around it like I did your nipple. Then I try to slip my tongue in your ass and you seem to like it. I shove it in as far as I can and try me best to wiggle it. I go back to your clit and I need to hold on as you are thrashing about so much. I reach for the vibrator and slowly push it up your little pussy hole. I turn it so the egg will hit your ‘G’ spot. As you are bucking about I start the vibrator to vibrating. As it hits your ‘G’ spot you are screaming so loud that I am worried about the neighbors. As you jerk, my slick fingers start up your ass. In and out. You love it. As I get four fingers in your ass and the vibrator on high and me sucking on your clit as hard as I can, you gush juice out of your cunt like I have never seen. I have never sucked a pussy that would squirt. You had told me that you didn’t squirt. I guess we know different now, but you didn’t squirt, you gushed. Yes I tried to swallow as much as I could and it didn’t taste like your regular cum and it certainly didn’t taste like piss. Again I was in heaven. I think you must have passed out as you lay there breathing hard and a wild moan coming from somewhere deep inside you. You raise your head and say “Janey, what are you doing here”? “I had to taste that beautiful pussy of yours before I die and this was my opportunity. If you will allow me to hold you as we sleep, I will leave in the morning, go back to Ky and cause you no more trouble”. You didn’t have to answer as your hand went between my legs. It was many hours later that we was able to try to go to sleep. In the morning we kissed like we would never see one another again and I thanked you over and over for the best time of my life and slowly walked out the front door on my way to Ky. Good by my sweet Teri. Have a wonderful life. Jane If you like you can e-mail me janey1113@att.net

Lori - A Neighbor's Delight

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LORI - A NEIGHBOR'S DELIGHT - CHAPTER 3 By Kacey1999 Email kcdouglas1999@yahoo.com Please send your comments and suggestions as the feedback is always appreciated. This story is written at the request of a reader and I hope I do her fantasy justice. This is chapter 3 in the story and I will write chapter 4 after posting this chapter. Lori A Neighbor's Delight - Animal Lust Ken Patterson was living his dream. He had gotten extremely lucky and now had complete control over the sexiest woman, his next-door neighbor Lori. Not only did he have control over Lori but also her husband who was as thrilled as Ken was to watch his wife have erotic encounters. Ken considered the fact that he talked his wife, Helen, into visiting her parents for three days a true stroke of genius. He looked for
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ward to 'day two' with immense anticipation. Sex with Lori last evening had been the most memorable of his life. Further episodes would surely give him more memories to treasure. His plan was simple. Wait until Lori's husband, Andy, was home from work, then Ken and his sons would get together with the couple. They would watch a movie he had covertly recorded of yesterday's affair and just let things happen after that. Ken was positive that after four, virile males watched a blue movie of Lori having sex with his dog Rex, they would all be thoroughly charged up for another orgy. The phone rang not long after Andy arrived home from work and Lori answered. "Hi sweetheart. Glad you answered, as I wanted to tell you how much I loved having sex with you last night," Ken said and Lori stopped breathing while he continued. "That was quite the show you put on with the boys. Not to mention Rex. By the way, does Andy know my boys had already fucked his sexy wife," he whispered in an almost taunting manner. "Well, I don't suppose that after last night he'd mind them fucking you again. "I have a wonderful movie that you will want to see tonight. Bring your cute little ass over to my place at seven and tell Andy he will get another chance to see his charming wife fucked by a real man," he said laughing in Lori's ear. "Christ you had an orgasm to remember last night. Too bad poor Andy couldn't hold off so you could have one with him but hey, I was only too happy to oblige a woman in need," he told the guilt stricken woman as the memory of that fateful orgasm flashed back to her. "Oh yeah, please wear something revealing so me and the boys can feast on your luscious body. And no fucking underwear, please. It only gets in the way, eh? Now be a good slut bitch and do as I as say. Oh, now don't you worry, darling, you'll have fun, lots of fun. I promise you'll be squirming on my dick again. Now, I really don't want to kick your ass out and use my blackmail evidence against you," he said with a most threatening tone, "so be an enthusiastic fuck tonight." After the demeaning conversation with her hated neighbor, Lori did her best to describe it all to her husband. She did leave out the embarrassing things about the orgasm and what she was told to wear. Despairingly she noted an eager gleam in Andy's eyes, and knew that she would be totally at the mercy of Ken again tonight. The time drew closer to the rendezvous and Lori took many minutes to pick out the proper garments to wear. She selected a halter-top that was loose but it was made of a thicker material so it did not reveal her nakedness underneath. She decided to wear a pair of cotton shorts and they served the purpose enough to hide the fact she did not wear undies. Andy wondered what had gotten into his attractive wife as it took her forever to get dressed. And when she finally did, he noticed she omitted a bra. Considering last night, he took that as very brazen for Lori. 'She really wants to get fucked tonight,' he thought. It bothered him somewhat that she was so eager to have sex with Ken and his boys again, but he eventually shrugged it off, choosing instead to think of how erotic and lust filled the past evening was with the Pattersons. He had been a little too drunk last night. His own performance left a lot be desired and vowed to remain sober tonight. Both Andy and Lori were very excited when seven o'clock rolled around but for different reasons. The thought of once again watching his gorgeous wife have sex with another man inflamed Andy's mind beyond reason. Lori's heart rate was rapid because she feared the unknown and wondered if it would be possible to fight off the vulgar man's advances and regain a modicum of her dignity. She was sure Ken would insist on having sex with her and really didn't know how to prevent it from occurring. Without a word, the couple went the short distance to the Patterson's house. Ken's smiling face met them at the backdoor before they could ring the bell. "Come in please, I have a wonderful evening planned. I have a movie that I am sure you will both enjoy and hope you haven't seen it before," he said with a grin knowing he was kidding. "Let's go to the basement and get comfortable," he said and promptly handed them each a cold beer. Despite Andy's earlier vow of sobriety, both Andy and Lori needed something to help them relax and eagerly took the beverage from their host. The couple wondered what was in store when Ken told them that they would go into his basement den and watch a movie. They could only imagine the movie was one of sexual content but neither imagined it was of Lori. Ken led the way through the home to the lower level. Lori stopped short when they reached the bottom stair. Sitting on sofa chairs in the large, open den were Ken's two sons, Sean and Troy. Looking into the room, Lori knew that once she entered, she was lost. The silence went on for many seconds until Sean, the oldest teen, broke it. "Come on in bitch and join us. I'm just about to start the movie," the insolent teen said with a grin. "Flick the lights off so we can have a nice, erotic atmosphere," he said to no one in particular. Lori wasn't sure how the lights dimmed but suddenly it was fairly dark in the room. She was ready to bolt back up the stairs but Andy push her gently with his hand to enter the room. On legs that were trembling so badly that she was afraid to walk without Ken's muscular arm to guide her, Lori was escorted to the plush sofa. The settee was on one side of the room and a large plasma television was mounted along the opposite wall. The boy's eyes were tuned to the darkened screen anticipating something thrilling and exciting would soon be broadcast. Lori was pushed onto the sofa and landed in the middle of the soft cushions with Ken sitting beside her. She struggled to gain some distance from the overbearing man but was held steady by his powerful arm. He put his muscular arm around Lori's neck and hugged her close to his burly chest as if to indicate that Lori was his personal possession. Lori continued her fruitless struggle. Ken reached out to put his hand on Lori's chin and tilted her head in his direction. "Just sit the fuck still and watch the movie like a good little girl. Your loving husband brought you to me tonight, so be still. Enjoy it." Lori renewed her effort to escape his clutches. "Damn it!" he hissed. "You know I have more than enough blackmail evidence so you really don't want to piss me off. Cooperate, or else," he whispered and held Lori's gaze for a merciless few seconds. Lori felt totally devastated by the damning and dire remarks and knew she was in for a hard time at the hands of the man she hated most in the world. "That's better. Now, you may recognize the actors in this production and it is one of their best performances, if not their best," he said with a playful tone. Out of the corner of her eye, Lori noticed the television screen light up and then she heard what sounded like a dog panting. Slowly, Lori turned her head until the screen was directly before her eyes. She gasped as she saw the most dreadfully vile scenes ever. Rex was madly humping a woman who was on her hands and knees. The woman had olive skin, which appeared to be completely tanned, and it was more than obvious that she was totally naked. Time stood still, allowing Lori to take in all the minute details from the short, demanding pumps of the dogs hind end to the large swinging breasts hanging below the woman's chest. The woman's identity could not be determined from the camera angle; Lori was grateful for that, but that didn't make her feel any better. It was the most erotic and thrilling movie clip she had ever seen yet because she knew she was the star attraction, it made her shudder with nervousness. Rex's ass was humping at a furious speed and it was obvious his cock was buried in the woman. He had his front legs wrapped around the woman's slim waist and every time he thrust forward with his hips, he pulled back viciously with his paws. The woman was like a rag doll in the big, dog's clutches and her body rocked back and forth in a most dramatic fashion. The sight of the woman's tits, which were swaying violently to and fro in lost passion, mesmerized Lori. Suddenly, the powerful hind legs bent and held for a few seconds before driving upward with a potent thrust. The woman's knees visibly came off the ground and Lori got the shock of her life. She knew exactly what had happened as the memory was still fresh in her mind. Skillfully, the camera angle changed so it could show a close-up of the immoral scene, depicting the dog's balls hanging downward. The camera angle changed slightly and it was apparent that the dog's cock was planted to the root between the obscenely bulging pussy lips of the woman. From the grotesque bulging, it was obvious the dog had knotted with his bitch. Shocked by the drastic scene, Lori's heart felt like it stopped beating. Her eyes noticed how the large dog barely moved, yet the juncture of where they were mated pulsated as the dog filled his bitch with doggie sperm. Eventually, a trickle of slimy, white fluid somehow leaked from the sealed entrance and caused everyone to pant almost like Rex was doing on the screen. Lori looked around the room, which seemed to be closing in on her, and noticed the lust filled faces all watching the drama on the television. Ken leaned in to Lori and whispered, "Watch this, it's the best part of the movie." Lori merely anticipated the illicit actions he mentioned and slowly returned her gaze to the screen. She started to sob with immense repulsion when she noticed the hips of the woman quivering and Lori watched herself experience her first orgasm with a dog. It was with great nausea that Lori understood the consequences of the movie. The night ahead was going to be one with many theatrical performances and she would pay a large penalty for her past infidelities. She felt like it was a triple-X movie theatre where a man felt up his girlfriend in front of numerous spectators. The billboard would have described the movie playing, "A beautiful woman having sex doggie style." Suddenly, Ken reached under the bottom of Lori's top and popped her right tit into view of the many hungry eyes. They noticed the magnetic splendor of her magnificent boob, still tattooed with numerous hickies, some new, some barely fading. Each felt a deep urge to feel the smooth, soft flesh. Ken easily rolled the halter-top over her shoulders and stripped it off her body before she could do anything to prevent his actions. The enlarged nipples stood out most prominently displaying her excitement to all. Ken seized the opportunity to touch one. He pinched and rolled the hard bud without any consideration for how Lori felt. Lori tried to move his hand away but he merely slapped her hands aside with his free hand. She looked to Andy for protection, but her husband failed to meet her pleading eyes. Instead his attention altered between the TV screen and her tormented nipple. After Ken's stern reprimand and Andy's failure to intervene, her plight seemed hopeless. Resignedly, she merely sat on the sofa without a struggle Ken's oldest son, Sean moved to the sofa, bringing a brief protest from Lori when he sat beside her. Lori's eyes shifted around the room at all the leering males and suddenly her gaze caught sight of the well-trained Rex. He appeared extraordinarily happy and wagged his tail in eagerness at the scent that was in the air. He watched his adorable bitch sitting between his two masters, confident that they would reward him later. Lori felt helpless and decided to try one more time to reason with Ken. "Ken, oh please, you just can't do this," she whispered in a shaky voice. Then she wondered, what did he expect of her and what were his intensions? Maybe she was just jumping to conclusions and Ken was merely teasing her. Suddenly she felt Sean engulf the extended tip of her tit, sucking it so deep into his mouth that his teeth closed on her golden globe. His deft fingers found the tiny, front clasp at the waist of her shorts and easily undid it. Lori's arms were pinned at her sides by the two Patterson's and the teen swiftly lowered the accessible zipper to reveal bare flesh, nakedness that brought gleams of erotic eagerness to many faces. Andy watched wide-eyed as the boy engulfed his wife's hard nipple, amazed at the brazen attack. He knew he should halt the proceedings but the erotic nature of what the young teen was doing was profound. Lori squirmed in the soft cushions and it did appear like she was trying to get away. Why she pushed her chest upward and towards the evil boy, Lori would never understand. When Sean moved his hungry mouth to her other bud, Lori felt her stomach quiver madly in anticipation and she uttered a little squeal. Andy wondered whether it was from joy or fear but in his heightened state, he really didn't care. "Go ahead son, kiss her titties and put nice, big hickies on them. Mark the bitch just like Rex will do later," Ken whispered and smiled with sheer pleasure at what was intended. Lori's eyes opened wide with horror as she watched the rugged teenager use his mouth on her breast in a wanton fashion, sucking hard enough for his cheeks to cave in. In a matter of seconds, he shifted to another spot on the lustrous, tanned flesh and put a second fresh red hickie almost touching her enlarged nipple. The fresh, dark markings stood out prominently and Lori was speechless until Sean moved to her other breast. "Oh gawd Sean, please don't do that, don't put marks on me like that," Lori pleaded with the boy. Suddenly, Ken grabbed a handful of Lori's hair and aimed her face at the immoral scenes on the screen. Ken had purposely begun the movie with the most damning and incriminating images but now the full-length movie started at the beginning. Her attention drawn by the images allowed the teenager to perform his tattooing at will and he took full advantage. He put one hickie after another on the already bruised flesh and made absolutely sure they were perfect blood markings. In typical youthful fashion, Sean got carried away and soon had numerous tattoos all over both of Lori's titties as well as her tummy. The men watched the movie and got more aroused by the minute watching Rex perform animal magic with his bitch. Andy loved erotic movies but this one with his wife as the main actress seemed totally mind-boggling. He couldn't take his eyes off the furry beast when he mounted his gorgeous wife. The movie was at the point where Rex was humping Lori so fast his rump was a blur. Andy could see why his wife was thrashing so wildly as the cock's knot was beating her swollen clitoris like a battering ram. Suddenly the large dog slumped down while keeping the tip of his searing rod inside his bitch. Everyone could see the half-sized ball at the base of Rex's cock and knew he was about to claim his ultimate accolade. Lori couldn't believe the scene when the dog plunged his cock into her with such violent fashion it caused her knees to come off the ground. The scream from the speakers made her tummy summersault with anxiety because deep inside, Lori knew it was a scream of intense passion. Ken could feel the heat from her body radiating into his side. He didn't want to wait any longer. "C'mon Andy, let's all do it the way Rex did! Get the bitch down on all fours and let's all fuck her doggie style," he voiced his dramatic plea. "How 'bout it, buddy?" Andy pondered the man's question and wondered if he really had a choice. He didn't want any surprises to turn Andy against what he had planned so Ken decided to outline his scheme. "I am going to fill her cunt with chizz and you can get her to suck your cock at the same time. We'll fill her stomach with cum," he whispered and smiled at the same time. The power he held over the couple was compounded by his intense lust for his sexy prize and his cock throbbed it was so hard. Lori was like a puppet in the hands of the two strong men and she quickly found herself on hands and knees between the pair. They worked in unison with a common goal and Ken marveled at the sight of his dream woman waiting obediently for him to conquer her. They quickly removed the only garment Lori wore, leaving her naked as when she was born. "That's it man, shove your pecker in her mouth like that," Ken said and gave the order for Andy to fuck her mouth. Suddenly, Ken rammed his hardened cock deep into Lori with the compassion of a rapist and put his big, rough hands around her slim waist. Andy was impatient and thrust his hips at Lori's face with a wanton desperation. His fist surrounded the hard shaft of his pecker and guided the flared end between his wife's lips. There was no way Lori could refuse her husband's demands while in the embrace of a strange man who was fucking her as if she were a slut. "Come on Andy, let's fill her belly with cum, you down her throat and me in her cunt," Ken whispered through tightly clinched teeth. It was the most disgusting thing Lori had ever heard. Caught between the thrusting cocks of the two men, Lori felt consumed by unadulterated passion, so powerful that she was willing to do anything. Her vile neighbor was degrading her beyond belief, yet she complied with the man's wishes. Even her husband was treating her like a bitch, a dog in waiting for Rex who was watching the erotic action with great anticipation. Rex could smell the bitch's scent and it made his cock throb knowing he would soon be able to relieve the pent up fire roaring out of control in his loins. Lori kept glancing around at every opportunity and saw the two teenage boys and Rex. She realized there would be no reprieve until they all had sex with 'Lori the bitch' and the knowledge added fuel to her lust-filled mind. Lori could taste the salty pre-cum seeping from the tip of Andy's cock and sucked harder knowing she was making him happy. That was the least she could do, she reasoned. She somehow put her fingers around the throbbing shaft and felt his hips thrust erratically. Suddenly, molten lava filled her mouth and Lori swallowed as fast as she could to prevent choking on the hot cum. She loved the feeling of Andy's hard cock pulsing madly in her fist and milked his penis in royal fashion. Ken watched the faithful wife give her husband immense satisfaction and his emotional roller coaster slowly crept to the summit. Suddenly Ken was reaching the crest of the mountain and mercilessly pounded Lori's tender backside. He dug in fingertips into the velvety flesh of her slender hips and pulled back hard with every thrust. Once again the hated man penetrated Lori's innermost regions and she became conscious of her dilating cervix welcoming his immoral actions. She was keenly aware of the feelings deep within her, well beyond the reach of husband. Why she succumbed to Ken's demeaning measures troubled Lori but the rising waters of passion quickly drowned out any reason or sanity. She was like a doll and Ken pulled the strings to make her orgasm despite gigantic efforts to keep it under control. Andy could feel his wife's body thrashing madly with the big weapon embedded inside her and it was more than he could endure. He blasted every last ounce of creamy lava into Lori's mouth and down her throat. Ken wanted to humiliate the couple to the utmost and gritted his teeth as his orgasm rapidly approached. "Look at her fucking ass go, she's having a fucking orgasm and my big dick is so deep inside her that I think it's in her belly," he said with an evil grin. The filthy discussion made Lori feel deep remorse, but she could not prevent the impending violent climax running through her body like a runaway locomotive. "Come on, fuck my cock like the little doggie bitch you are. Can you see Rex watching you? He is going to do the same thing and fill your filthy cunt with his doggie chizz," he said and gave a sadistic grin. "Do you know what I am going to make you do?" Ken asked and the room went silent. "I am going to make you suck my dog's cock and feel his balls with your pretty hands," he told Lori. Despite being in the throes orgasmic bliss, she heard and understood the vile words, words that now filled her with panic. Ken was not done and wanted to keep up the punishment. "You seem to like giving blowjobs and Rex has never had his cock sucked by a woman before. Yes, you're going to feel his monster cock and suck it like a real bitch in heat, aren't you honey?" he asked and gave indications he wanted a response from his beaten adversary. The orgasm was making Lori crazy and her mind was utterly confused, not knowing what was reality or what was fantasy. Ken pounded his cock to the hilt and entered her delicate womb with the flared head of his cock robbing her last degree of wisdom. Lori was desperate; she felt the passion go over the edge and couldn't stop the convulsions erupting deep inside her inner most regions. Glancing around, it did not help as she noticed the excited faces and also the intense hunger in the large dog off to her side. Lori didn't know what to say or do and Ken could see her demise. Her orgasm went on so long that she thought it was over but then the hated man uncovered a secret passion inside Lori. The last thing in the world she wanted to do was please Ken but her hips pushed back with a newfound need. For some strange reason Lori understood this man was her master and he was willing to give her great satisfaction. Ken arched his back and exposed the bare flesh of Lori's ass, slapping it so hard that the pain quickly turned into desire for both parties. The floodwaters had been held back so long but suddenly the dam broke and Ken shot steamy lava deep into Lori's soul. Her orgasm burst into full bloom and all that was heard was a long, sorrowful moan from a woman who was experiencing a momentous climax. "I'm filling her hot box with cum," he grunted. "Damn, I love the way she squeezes my cock," Ken informed the world. "Christ, she's the hottest slut," he whispered and clamped his strong fingers onto Lori's slender hips. He pulled back so hard it brought further anguish to Lori but it was disguised in the form of pure joy. She cried and sobbed but realized a vulture fulfilled her fantasy. Her heart skipped a few beats from the knowledge her inner most desires were secretly waiting for Rex. Ken wanted to keep his hardened pecker deep inside her comfortable grotto but the thought of his young son fucking a grown woman was too much to resist. Slowly, Ken withdrew his spent weapon, which was beginning to diminish. "Come on boys, it's your turn to fuck her. Sean you stick it in her mouth and Troy you get the pleasure of fucking her from behind. Make her your devoted bitch, son," Ken said and everyone moved to comply with the man's instructions. Lori's didn't have time to move or get away from the enthused teenagers and they attacked like a hungry pack of animals. Before Lori could react, Sean knelt in front of her and thrust his slim hips at her face. It was very obvious what he wanted by the throbbing meat he shoved in Lori's face and he instantly placed it to her lips. She wondered if resistance was possible but swiftly found out Sean was on a determined mission. He pressed the tip between her tightly, closed lips and grabbed a handful of Lori's dark curly hair demanding she comply. Obediently, she opened her mouth and tasted the boy. Her dainty hand went to the thick shaft and attempted to hold Sean at bay so he wouldn't shove his cock down her throat. Lori's full attention was on Sean when suddenly her lower body came off the floor. Troy was impatient and rammed his extended pecker into her so hard it took her breath away. In a futile attempt to protest, her mouth opened which enabled Sean to reap the benefits as he shoved his dick down her throat. Dutifully, she massaged the boy's cock with her constricting throat while Troy reached a spot of Lori's womb that only he would embrace. Lori's body writhed erratically and her mind realized that this young teen was different. He did things to her that no other person could achieve and Lori opened up her world to welcome her special lover. Cut off from air by Sean's deeply embedded cock, she grew increasing desperate; she had to resume breathing or faint. Somehow her chest filled with needed air. The two teenagers felt profound power and supremacy and proceeded to assault the waiting body without mercy. Sean's stamina was quickly reaching an end and he could feel the pre-cum leaking from his man-sized cock. He tightened his groin muscles and held steady for many seconds hoping to extinguish the forest fire building inside his loins. With skill and expertise, Lori ran her tongue around the wide, flared head of the boy's cock and it was the undoing of his willpower. The flames shot through his body like a blowtorch and molten lava burst from his reservoir into Lori's waiting mouth. Troy watched his older brother receive a blowjob from his dream woman and knew time was running out on his staying power. He felt like a zealous animal and began pumping his long, slender penis in and out of Lori's honey hole with intense speed and power. He could feel the walls of his lover's pussy caress his cock like a million tiny fingers and Troy ravaged every inch of her pulsating grotto like a madman. Lori's heart was beating so fast it rushed blood to her head, giving her a thoroughly flushed appearance and indicating her heightened, emotional state. Marveling at Troy longevity the boy's father urged, "That's it son, fuck her! Fuck her like that and you'll make her your cock slave forever!" The teen kept pumping in and out for a long time while the young boy held Lori's hips in his strong hands to keep her imprisoned on his reciprocating rod. Having succumbed to the dad's demanding episode a short time earlier, gave Lori endurance to survive the young teens actions, or so she thought. There was a strange feeling welling through Lori's slender body that made her wonder what magical affects this young teenager had over her. Suddenly, Troy reared back and thrust into the tiny opening with all his might. Time stood still for the kneeling woman when the cock's head pierced her soul and her spirit drifted towards the clouds. Not only did Troy open the deepest regions of her womb, he shot burning lava into it to inflame Lori's mind beyond tolerable limits. The enormous cock Sean refused to take out of her mouth stifled the scream of elation, which came from her quivering belly. Lori was baffled by her ardent desire so close in succession to the earlier orgasm and her passion climbed a slippery slope towards the pinnacle of ecstasy. Her keen senses found all the smells, tastes and feelings overwhelming and she could not remember feeling anything like it. Salty remnants of Sean's cum filled her mouth, and for the oddest reason, Lori craved the taste of the boy's nectar. It was immoral and sinful but she drank all of the teenager's sperm with a dire thirst. The strong, sweaty odor from the boy drifted to her nostrils and caused strong urges to consume any remaining sanity she may have retained. Feelings of wanton desire devoured her conscious mind as Sean and Troy took her on a joy ride. Troy was in paradise. Stroke after stroke, he moved his long, slender pecker through Lori's cavern, caressing every nerve with tender, loving care. Her womanhood sucked at the cock tightly and Lori felt immense compassion for the teenager. Troy seemed to treat her with dignity even though his father controlled the situation. The teen put his long, strong fingers around Lori's waist and slowly moved her back and forth over his extended spear. Each time the two bodies collided, he inserted the head of his cock into the inner sanctity of Lori's domain and she secreted love juices to mix with his. With a howl, Troy's baby juice filled her womb to capacity. Soon it was seeping out the stretched opening. Lori could only imagine what it looked like with her lithe, naked body being rocked back and forth by the teens as they satisfied their intense lust. When Sean removed his spent penis from Lori's mouth, she caught a glimpse of her devoted husband. His face displayed the immense emotions running through his head and it was obvious he was overly excited. Lori refused to move a muscle to regain her freedom and relegated the next move to the youngest teenager. Troy kept his cock embedded in her inner being until his balls were fully drained. As the boys finished, Rex moved towards Lori anticipating he was next. He sniffed, drawn ever closer by a most alluring scent. Ken began giving orders but at first nothing registered in Lori's distraught mind. "Grab her arms boys, and get the bitch on her back. It's time for Rex to get his first blowjob! Damn, I can hardly wait to see her swallow his doggie cum," he whispered and suddenly Lori realized the meaning of what he was saying. "No, no, for god's sake you can't be serious? Please don't," Lori pleaded with her captors. Without hesitation, the two boys easily shifted her vibrant, featherweight body so she was flat on her back. Each teen held an arm at her sides and Lori was detained with no hope of escape. She looked at Andy and begged him to help. "Oh gawd Andy, do something. Don't let the bastard do this to me, not with his filthy dog. You know how I hate the fucking beast," Lori said but saw an almost crazed look on Andy's face as he rapidly stroked his turgid member. Knowing enough to cover her exposed treasure from the mad dog, she crossed her legs. Rex couldn't get at her cunt so he licked her smooth, flat tummy sensing that his goal was within reach. The bitch's aroma left no doubt as to her aroused state. Violent shivers consumed Lori's body as images of the dog's long, wet tongue made her squirm with a futile protest. Sean could see the dog's obvious excitement and grabbed the hanging meat swinging between Rex's legs with his right hand. He moved the hairy sheath up the long, thick shaft and slipped it over the slightly swollen base of his dog's cock. All eyes focused on the naughty sight of the obscene big, red cock squirting clear liquid in every direction. Sean aimed the hose at Lori and the nozzle sprayed pre-cum all over her outstretched legs. How her legs got opened and spread so that Rex could stand between them was a mystery to Lori. She looked down just as the dog's rough tongue hit her asshole and licked an everlasting path along the gaping, seeping slit between her thighs. When the razor-like tongue crossed the threshold and raked her tender clitoris, Lori's dreams of salvation came crashing to an end. One of the boys held the dog's head at the intended target and encouraged his pet to lick. Lori assumed anything so ghastly and crude could never make her feel desire but she was wrong. Once, twice and again and again the dog ran his wet tongue through Lori's universe and each time it pulverized her tiny clit. Every time her throbbing bud was caressed, she felt her tummy shudder in excited anticipation. Lori held her head up and watched the tongue work magic on her defenseless pussy. It was like things happened in slow motion. It was almost surreal when Rex's tongue hit her exposed clit and her expectations soared sky high. She knew from past experiences that whenever her sensitive bud was caressed, she could not keep her emotions under control. The coarse tongue scraped the tender morsel and after what seemed like many seconds, her body jerked madly from a most explosive spasm. Lori refused to believe it was happening to her and pretended to traverse into another state. Rex licked the hairless bitch and tasted a potion that enraged his animal instincts. He had never encountered a female that emitted so much fluid and he lapped away in an effort to satisfy his thirst. His long, powerful tongue curved and twisted at every angle and it enabled him to split the swollen labia with the skill of a surgeon. Lori could not remember there being a river running through her wide-open crevice and she was utterly amazed at how the dog penetrated her outer barrier with his tongue. She was absolutely positive the animal inserted his tongue inside her unguarded cunt and she shook with sheer dismay. Suddenly, his young master squeezed Rex's cock behind the large ball and it made the knot swell to full size far earlier than Rex intended. Sean coaxed the big dog to stand erect and made him move so that he stood over Lori's chest like an ultimate warrior with his front legs on either side of her head. This put his endowment in full view of Lori's wide, amazed eyes and she stared at the most unbelievable sight. She could not imagine how anything so big could fit inside her restrictive womanhood. Streams of transparent, burning semen shot from the tip of Rex's cock with every throb of the thick shaft and quickly covered Lori delicate flesh with joy juice. "That's it boy. Christ what a sight with that hot shit soaking her body. Get her to suck him and show us what kind of bitch she really is," Ken rasped making Lori shudder in disgust. Would she really succumb to the despicable man's wretched wishes, she wondered? Somehow the end of Rex's cock was placed mere inches from her face and it mesmerized her the way it emitted vast amounts of fluid, some of it landing on her pretty face. It was so hot, much hotter than anything she experienced in the past and it seemed to burn her flesh wherever it landed. There was so much fluid that Lori had to keep her eyes closed, but she couldn't turn her face away from the jet because one of the boys held her head steady. Why her mouth was open, she really didn't' know, but she tasted the nasty doggie cum and to her surprise, found it was not repulsive. Ken cupped the back of her head and lifted so Lori could drink from the fountain and suddenly the hot, burning cock was between her lips. Lori remembered hearing an order for her to suck and before she could respond, the meat was forced inside her mouth. At first the feeling was so intense and scorching hot that she wondered if it was natural. Then as her mouth filled, she began to swallow so that she wouldn't drown. She heard Ken speaking. "That's it baby, suck his cock and give him a blowjob," he said demanding she act like a sinful slut. "You'll be surprised how long he can last and guess what? He still gets to fuck your sweet cunt," A shiver ran down Lori's back with the knowledge she was Rex's bitch and there was no way to prevent the future from happening. "And I just love it when you climax on Rex's big cock, it's the most erotic thing I have ever witnessed," Ken whispered. Lori had no illusions; she knew her future was written. Lori recognized she should resist, stop doing what she was doing to the dog but the searing flesh was put in her dainty hand. Ken moved her arm until her hand was against Rex's pulsing pecker and after the initial shock of the blazing meat, Lori's fingers went around the massive ball. When she lightly squeezed the knot, Rex shot vast quantities of pre-cum down her throat anticipating a final conquest. There was so much liquid that Lori wondered if he was climaxing and she was drinking a load of his filthy, doggie cum. "C'mon Andy. Let's get this bitch on her hands and knees so Rex can fuck her in royal fashion," came the words Lori dreaded most. Suddenly, there were hands all over her body. Looking from one person to the other, she saw that all four, including Andy were aiding in her demise. "Get her in position as Rex needs his bitch right now... Fuck, his cock is still squirting cum all over the place! When he's done, I'm going to ream her out like she has never been fucked before. I'm going to fuck her goddamned ass," Ken boasted and Lori began to cry. She wasn't sure if it was because she was about to become Rex's bitch for the second time or if it was from what Ken promised. Her thinking was abruptly interrupted when the large dog mounted her back and his weight came crashing down over her torso. Tears ran from her puffy eyes and everything was a blur so she couldn't focus on her predators. Everyone knew what was to follow and the anticipation was making emotions reach towering peaks. Rex mounted his prized bitch. His dog brain filled with vivid memories of how unyielding Lori's pussy was the last time and how much he enjoyed the powerful bond he formed with her. He felt her hips remain nice and high to enable him to pound his ramrod into the narrow crevice between her milky thighs. The long wait had built up such intense desire that he furiously probed for a solution to his maddening lust. He pounded the end of his pointed cock into Lori's tender flesh and coated every inch of her lovely body with oil. Lori's breathing was coming in an extremely ragged, almost panting fashion. Rex's powerful front legs wrapped around her slim waist and his paws pulled her midsection backward to prevent any evasive action from the trapped woman. Suddenly the sharp end of Rex's cock stung her like a killer bee. It filled her with panic when she felt her honey hole being invaded and with one vicious thrust, the dog pierced her cervix and entered her most cherished domain. It took all the air from her lungs and Lori desperately gasped for needed oxygen. At 5'5" and 106 lbs, Lori was no match for the powerful animal and she was like a rag doll in his grasp. He pumped his weapon in and out of her tight hole so fast his furry rump was a blur. Lori could feel the soft hair of Rex's belly surrounding her backside and felt helpless in the powerful dog's clutches. Rex wanted to plant his seed deep inside his bitch and show her he was master. With the knot enlarged prematurely, it was impossible to penetrate Lori's barrier and the large ball pounded her clit without a respite. The enormous heat and merciful bashing took a toll on her stamina and Lori wasn't positive of her resolve. She whimpered like a tiny puppy and felt a huge storm turn her belly into a quivering mass. "Oh sweet fuck, she's creaming on Rex's cock," declared Ken to the hushed audience. "Look at her ass go! Christ, he's pounding her pussy like a wild beast." Lori quickly realized the truth and released her love juices to coat the dog's thick cock. All her life, Lori was the controller, able to keep her climax under wraps waiting for her partner to achieve ultimate pleasure but not with the Patterson's or their unruly dog. It was as if she were an immature schoolgirl yearning for sex without any limits or boundaries. There would be no knotting with his bitch tonight but Rex was completely satisfied with filling her womb with his spunk. Lori knew exactly when the big dog climaxed. The volcanic emission coated every tender morsel of her inner being and it felt like a raging fire inside her belly. So much cum flooded into her that it started to seep out and run down the insides of her thighs. Rex's cock pulsated like crazy and Lori felt every surge like it was a heavenly body inside her loving womb. The juices mixed and melded together as two orgasms rushed over the horizon and down the far side of ecstasy. Having expended his load, Rex knew his ultimate goal was out of reach. An overpowering urge to cleanse his mystic cock came over him. He stepped over Lori's back with one front leg and his ramrod came out of her honey hole with a gush of steamy liquid. It was whitish and fairly runny and pooled between Lori's knees much to the amazement of all watching eyes. Her first recollection of what the disgusting man was going to do came when he simply pushed Lori onto her stomach and forced her legs apart by simply kneeling between them. As degrading as Ken wanted to be, Lori never felt the shame of what he had planned. He coated his middle finger with an abundant amount of lubrication leftover from the dog's penetration, and then whipped his finger through her slit. Once, twice and many times his finger slithered through Lori's wetness until it was thoroughly oiled. The puckered asshole lay barren and the slick finger pierced her forbidden entrance, slipping inside purgatory with one shove. Lori's back arched and her head came up when a sudden spasm shot through her body from the most offensive maneuver. She tried to recoil and get away from Ken's hand but it was too late. He curled his rugged body over Lori's and put his lips next to her ear. "I am going to coat my cock with dog chizz and fuck you in the ass. Have you ever been fucked in the ass?" he asked and chuckled. Andy and Lori had talked about anal many times but never experienced it. She never expected it to happen with her vulgar neighbor and struggled to get out from under his overpowering body. Ken began imitating his upcoming plan and moved his invading finger in and out of Lori's twisting torso. His hand followed her every move. "Oh please, please don't. Not there, not in my bum, please," Lori pleaded most desperately with Ken. He merely laughed at her vain attempts to get free and kept molesting her coveted rear end. "Honey, you aren't going anywhere so just enjoy it. You know what's going to happen? We are going to fill every hole you've got and fill them all with cum. But first, I'm going to stretch that gorgeous ass of yours with my big prick," he told the shivering lady. Deep down inside, Lori had wanted to try anal sex but it always scared her to think of Andy using her ass for pleasure. The thought of Ken forcing her to succumb to his depraved demands made her shiver with fear but at the same time, eagerness. "Hey Andy, hold this slut by her shoulders," came the crushing order. Looking up at her wild-eyed husband, she pleaded, "Oh, please Andy. Not this... not this." Her pleas fell on unhearing ears. Seemingly forever, he'd always wanted and fantasized about sodomizing her, but she always steadfastly refused him that pleasure. Now was his chance to fulfill that sordid fantasy too and if letting Ken do her first was the price he had to pay, then he was all for it. Ken shifted his muscular body until he reached a position with his hips between her thighs. Little sobbing sounds escaped her throat when she felt him run his hard cock through her vast wetness, coating the bulbous head with oil. When he paused at the door of her virgin asshole, Lori held her breath in expectation allowing her head to droop towards the floor. There was no pain, only slight discomfort when he inserted his thick weapon between the globes of Lori's sweet butt. With a grunt, her asshole opened and he was inside her. Again she held her breath, grunting as he slowly shoved his thick pecker into her ass. "Holy sweet Jesus, he's got his cock in your ass dear," Andy whispered in an attempt to reassure his lovely wife that he approved. "He's going to fuck your ass, honey, and it looks absolutely wonderful." Gleefully he watched his neighbor take his wife in the most depraved manner yet loved seeing her squirm under Ken's control. "That's right baby. I'm going to fuck your ass and shot my hot cum into your slut belly," the neighbor man bragged. "When I'm done, the others are going to fill all three of your holes with their hard cocks," he said and meant every word. Slowly he pumped his big pecker in and out of Lori's corn hole and stretched it for the very first time. Eventually, it was easier to pump his rod in and out and he grabbed Lori's slim, curved hips with his large, calloused hands. Ken started fucking Lori in earnest and pounded her hips into the floor in a violent fashion. His eyes were a blaze and he increased the tempo until he was thrusting at a furious rate. Lori had never felt anything so astounding or mind blowing and she had to struggle to control her rising emotions. She imagined this type of sex would be painful and it would make her feel totally shameful. But she was wrong. The muscular man held her ass with his strong hands and fucked her like she was a rubber doll. Suddenly Lori realized Ken's hips were thrashing out of control and his groans of pleasure meant he was christening her rear entrance with gooey sperm. No man had ever done that to her and her tummy somersaulted in trepidation. She felt completely embarrassed yet thoroughly excited by being a pawn for the demanding man. With renewed lubrication, Ken moved fluidly in and out of her ass and felt her trembling body actually pushing back to meet his powerful thrusts. He marveled at how sexy and obedient Lori appeared. When Ken was finished dumping his large load of cum deep inside her forbidden territory, Lori heard voices. The men were talking and although she couldn't distinguish what they were saying, she knew she was the main topic of conversation. "Okay Andy, its time for your beautiful wife to perform like a true slut. We're going to fuck every hole she has," Ken informed the startled husband. "You get under her and we'll lay her on top of you so you can fuck her pussy. Troy can get her to suck his cock and Sean can do it in her ass," Ken told the enthusiastic onlookers. "Maybe after you guys have a go at her, I'll be ready to fuck her again," he said in a teasing manner. Lori shuddered in fear as nothing so drastic had ever happened in her sheltered life. So many things were merely fantasies or dreams before she met the Patterson's. With ease Ken moved Lori's defiled body, determined to heap another indignity upon her. He had seen such things in erotic movies and now he was getting the opportunity to actually realize his most sordid dreams. Lori shivered from the thought of Sean filling her once virgin hole while her devoted husband was inside her honey hole. Her mind raced to all the scenarios and possibilities. Suddenly Lori's lightweight body was overtop Andy's and somehow positioned so vulnerable that his upturned cock was pushing into the narrow gap between her legs. She pushed the palms of her hands into Andy's chest and tried to hold herself apart from her husband. Andy almost blew his entire load when someone's hand surrounded his throbbing cock and aimed it at the open target. He was encouraged to thrust and within seconds, the head of his manhood was between Lori's puffy labia. The volcanic heat of his wife's opening was like a dominant magnet and urged him forward. Andy overlooked the traumatic incident Lori was about to experience and readily succumbed to Ken's devious plans. The combination of him thrusting upward and someone pushing Lori's hips downward embedded his pecker to the hilt in a matter of seconds. Enslaved by his wife's wondrous pussy, Andy quickly became aware of Sean hovering at Lori's backdoor. The teenager crouched over the prone bodies of the married couple and used his own saliva to oil the flared head of his penis to allow him to achieve penetration. He held his breath as he pushed the soaked head into the yielding restrictive entrance. Everyone knew what was happening and all felt an intense level of excitement. Lori's eyes were glazed as she watched the handsome, youngest teenager shift his muscular frame until he was in a perfect kneeling position directly in front of her face. Troy grabbed Lori by the hair and guided her charming face to the end of his long javelin. She remembered wondering how he could keep such a raging hardon but quickly shuffled it off to the fact he was a virile teenager. Ken watched his sons ravage the adorable woman and knew the treat ahead was going to be most memorable. Sean and Troy were poised to vanquish their wonder woman in a manner their dad planned out in every detail. Lori was positive that she uttered protests and threats of retaliation but if she did, they fell on deaf ears. When the oldest boy slowly thrust his powerful hips downward, Lori's brain was filled with anguish. She had no time to dwell on what was about to happen as Troy easily separated her rosy lips with the swelled head of his penis. Andy merely arched his back to keep his hips upturned and tried his utmost to keep his cock buried inside his wife's heated grotto. Inch by inch Sean worked his excessive ramrod into the channel opened by his father. Lori dearly wanted to scream in agony. She kept expecting intense pain and her insides were like a tight, violin string of anticipation. Luckily, Ken's earlier invasion had prepared Lori for Sean. Her vivid imagination went over the movies from the past where she watched three men fuck a woman. She never visualized such a dramatic event would ever happen to her but the Patterson's would ensure another lifetime experience. Sean's thick shaft spread her ass, which was even tighter because of Andy's presence, while Lori clamped down on his rod like a giant vise. It would take many minutes before the teenager was able to move his cock in a fucking action but much to Lori's dismay, his hips began going back and forth. Moments later, the three males were pummeling her lithe, slender body. For the first time in her life, Lori was experiencing anal sex along with vaginal sex and a blowjob, and she shuddered from the debasing measures. She always thought it would be a most shameful event but the feeling of excitement within made her realize it was not so appalling. To her utter disappointment, Andy's hips were soon thrusting madly and it was obvious his orgasm was in full bloom. He filled Lori's inner tomb with hot, burning lava while the teenager slowly moved his cock in and out of her once forbidden chamber. Once again, Lori was left alone to deal with Ken and his sons. "Atta boy, fuck her ass and make her love your big cock. Do it like that," Ken said relishing the purely erotic scene. Suddenly, Lori was drinking cum and with two hands around Troy's throbbing pecker; she did her best to control the boy's wild climax. Blast after blast of the creamy cum flowed down Lori's throat and the three treated her like a royal slut. "That's it baby, swallow and drink the baby juice. Ya know, it's almost time to turn poor Rex loose. He can't keep his nose away from his bitch. Look at him, his fucking cock is hard again and swinging out of his sheath," came the filthy words that made Lori shake with disgust. "He's one horny dog and loves filling his bitch with doggie cum," Ken whispered and giggled at the expected encounter. 'Oh gawd no', she thought, 'he wants to let his ugly dog do it to me again.' Suddenly she felt the hips above her begin to thrash out of control and realized that the teen was about to empty his load into her rectum. Although Lori did not achieve an explosive orgasm, her emotions ran a gamut a mile high. She could feel the boy's molten lava fill her ass and knew she was acting like a slut in the hands of a mere boy. Lori gave a tiny curse at her husband, who was in a state of total bliss because he did nothing to help her allowing the Patterson's absolute power. Troy hesitated and cherished the erotic feeling of Lori caressing and handling his dwindling cock. He noticed the conclusion of the two compatriots and saw his older brother slowly remove his spent organ from Lori's rear with an audible sound. The loyal pet began sniffing around; noticing the enticing scent of the opposite sex and everyone could see the dog was thoroughly aroused. He jumped about excitedly and his massive cock swung freely between his hairy haunches. Knowing what would come next, Lori let go. She felt alive, so alive that her belly was churning madly with the anticipation of being ravished again by the large, unruly dog. It didn't matter that Andy or the others were present, her mind was in another space, another universe. The previous three-way affair and events were without a satisfying resolution and her emotions remained aloft at a surreal peak demanding satisfaction from whatever quarter offered it. When the dog's long, wet tongue plunged through her wetness, Lori thought the top of her head would explode. Rex tasted the sex, the woman's enticing nectar and lapped away with great enthusiasm. Lori marveled at the rough texture of the dog's tongue and the feeling of pure ecstasy as it roughly raked across her almost raw clitoris. How her hips got placed high and totally open to her bestial lover, Lori was at a loss to figure out. With skill and enthusiasm, Rex licked the open crevice and even appeared to linger on the tiny, throbbing bud at the head of Lori's pussy. Why she willing complied with the vulgar man's demands would haunt Lori for a long time. "Open your legs bitch and let Rex do it to you. Become a doggie bitch and let us watch Rex fuck you again with his big cock," Ken whispered wanting Lori to feel totally compelled to obey his wishes. "Goddamn, I hope he does it and puts that big knot of his inside your slutty cunt like he did the other day! Do you remember being tied to him? Oh fuck, that was hot!" he said not expecting an answer. "I said open your legs bitch!" he repeated the vile demand. Lori began to whimper, giving a moan of protest but did as she was ordered. "That's better bitch. Yeah, spread'em wide, baby. Now on your knees, damn you!" came the order that made Lori wince. Lori complied with his demands. Knowing Rex was close by, she remained motionless, waiting for the animal to mount her. Suddenly she felt the weight of the large dog on her back and he clamped his powerful legs around her waist like he did earlier. Rex pulled back hard knowing exactly what to do and thrust his steel rod into the narrow crack aimed at his cock. Jab after jab caused Lori to emit sounds of utter compliance and she could feel the tip of Rex's cock hitting the entire area exposed to the dog. Everything was so vivid and stunning that Lori found it hard to breathe. Her entire insides quivered and shuddered frantically knowing that her orgasm was teetering on the edge of another disaster. She fully understood once the mad dog entered her overheated pussy her teetering climax would explode, forever ruining her stature and what tattered pieces remained of her dignity. Ken saw the utter destruction of her soul brought on by his beloved pet and moved next to Lori's face. He grabbed a handful of her jet black, curly hair and twisted her head to gain her complete attention. "You're a bitch. Say it! Tell me you want Rex inside your cunt and fucking your cunt. Say it! I want you to say it or else," Ken whispered the threats that Lori took for real. "Oh fuck, oh fuck he's so close to my cunt!' she pitifully groaned. "I can feel his dirty cock touching me... almost go in me," came the moaning voice of the hopelessly lost woman. Suddenly she grunted and groaned, feeling the end of the dog cock penetrate her universe, but then withdraw as he was merely lubricating her. Rex had more experience than most dogs and he knew that it was imperative to oil a tight bitch if he was going to seal her entrance. At the moment he pushed into his wife, Lori heard her husband hiss, "Oh fuck, yeah... The dog is going to fuck you again, baby," she heard her husband hiss. Rex's animal instincts taught him how to impregnate a bitch. He had to seal her opening with his ball while filling her pouch with his royal seed, and hold the spermy lava within the bitch's womb for a long time. Rex skillfully kept control of his knot not allowing it to swell until it was time. Every time he entered the tiny grotto, he felt the powerful muscles of her vagina clamp around his thick shaft but still he shot pre-cum in vast amounts. There was one thing that Lori feared. Every time the big dog grazed her rear entrance, she twisted her hips in desperation trying to evade his weapon and prevent him from entering her ass. Suddenly, the end of the cock scorched the inside of her vagina. Lori moaned and Rex knew what to do next. He lowered his hips slightly but kept the tip of his heat-seeking missile in the hot cavity. The scene was extremely heated and Ken pulled Lori's hair hard demanding that she keep talking. He wanted more humiliation from his gorgeous servant and his emotions were heightened seeing her struggle to evade the dog while pleading for him to have mercy. The darkness inside her head was profound and Lori's mind was overtaken by ecstasy. "Andy, Ken, dear gawd he's going to do it to me. His cock is so big, so hot I can feel it burning my cunt. Oh no, he's inside me again, inside, ins..." she said before her voice was cut off by a vicious thrust by the untamed beast. Rex used his powerful hind legs to thrust upward with the velocity of a catapult and propelled his long, thick weapon into his waiting bitch. He could feel his cock rip through her cervix, into the inner sanctity of her womb and his hairy sheath rolled backwards. It uncovered the base of his cock where three or four inches of ball remained dormant. The big dog was in control this time and knew not to allow his massive ball to expand before it was time. Rex pumped his cock in and out of Lori's small cavity so swiftly that her body rocked back and forth furiously. He squirted pre-cum into Lori, which not only lubricated her passageway but also heated it to boiling temperatures. Lori felt the extreme heat from Rex's lance and realized how much hotter it was than any man's. It was time to breed his hairless bitch. Rex paused briefly, crouching down slightly to give Lori a short-lived respite, remaining motionless for a few seconds. Lori deemed her turmoil was almost over and relaxed, allowing her body shrink downward along with Rex's. The mad dog suddenly thrust upward with such power and accuracy that he implanted his raging cock into Lori's most inner being. Her outer opening clamped tightly around the far side of Rex's knot and he knew it was time to pump blood to his cock to ensure a perfect seal. The ball swelled in size and Lori was his bitch like he remembered. Lori could not stop her juices from coating the dog's prick in royal fashion and her orgasm exploded to erode every bit of stamina left in her body. "He's so deep, so hot, I can feel him in so deep and I can't stop it, I can't stop myself," Lori moaned so distraught from the fact her orgasm was pre-mature even happening before that of a mere dog. Rex kept his dog meat fully embedded in his wonderful bitch and kept blood flowing to his cock until it reached maximum size. It was the first time Andy heard such loud screams of utter bliss from his faithful wife and it sent shivers of joy down his spine. He watched his wife's orgasm consume her being and heard how the violent explosions in her belly forced her to make loud animal sounds. All Lori's attempts to conceal what was happening to her were for not. All four men watching the amazing scene were fully focused on the two animals and noticed that one was experiencing a full-blown orgasm while the other was merely getting ready. His bitch's body rolled and jerked so hard that it put intense pressure on the raging knot and his cock throbbed madly in anticipation. Rex assumed Lori's struggles were an attempt to escape his attack and he pulled back with his front legs using all his strength. The orgasm was the most earth shattering of all time and the rising tide of lust flooded Lori's judgment. Severe convulsions ran through her midsection and Lori secreted a womanly potion to mix with the dog's emissions. Lori cried and tears ran down her rosy cheeks as she felt the embarrassment of having an orgasm with a dog. Not only was it an orgasm but also it was one of gigantic proportions that rivaled any in her history. A titanic orgasm that was witnessed not only by the loathsome Pattersons but also by her husband as well, an orgasm that no doubt was recorded for posterity and unremitting blackmail. She could feel every jerk, every spasm that ran through Rex's cock from the thick, bulbous base to the fiery tip as he began secreting massive amounts of real cum into Lori's inner chamber. His flaming tool jerked and throbbed at a rapid tempo although his hips remained fairly steady, as Rex filled the vulnerable cavity with more dog juice than it could hold. Rex panted like crazy and felt fully invigorated by the lustful affair. The climax seemed to get better each time with his prized bitch. Nearly spent, he suddenly yearned to cleanse his pulsating cock. The immense pressure of Lori's tight opening actually pained him and he quickly twirled his body so that his front leg stepped over Lori's back. He turned completely around and the two bodies held by the tight union. Time was suspended while the weight of Lori's body, which was slightly lower than Rex's, pulled hard on the secure bond. The large ball came free after what seemed like an eternity followed by a surge of liquid and Lori's legs collapsed. She sank to the ground and felt an enormous relief to be liberated. Andy was immensely thrilled from watching his lovely wife performing fantasies that the couple had dreamed about for years. He watched her collapse on the soft carpet in a heap of exhaustion and saw that her evening was not over yet. Ken had his large hands on Lori's body and his hungry mouth began a pleasant task. Andy watched him tattoo his wife's flesh with a dark, red hickie, placing it on the sweaty cheek of her bum. One, two, three until he shifted to the neglected cheek to do the same. Andy was mesmerized by the man's demoralizing mission and watched as Ken rolled Lori onto her back. Then he sucked more red blemishes into the silky flesh lingering in the shaven area to ensure complete intimidation. Added to the earlier ones already covering tits and her body, these hickies were the most beautiful marks crafted onto his wife's flesh. The degrading deed should have infuriated him but for some strange reason, it had the opposite effect. "Here, clean my dick off so I can fuck your pussy with it," Ken whispered and immediately shoved his semi-hard cock in her startled face. Lori didn't know how to resist the man who demanded to be master of her sphere. She did not struggle as he placed the head of his cock between her lips and insisted she suck it. In a matter of seconds, his ramrod was deep in her mouth and Ken reaped all the rewards of an expert blowjob. Andy would never tire of such erotic scenes involving his wife and he remained in the background just as Ken assumed he would. Lori's mind was on cruise control and knew exactly what each male wanted. She felt the blood rushing to the oversized pecker and in no time it was rock hard. It throbbed madly in her mouth and she put her dainty hand to the thick shaft to gain a firm hold to prevent him ramming it further down her throat. Ken's intimidation worked to perfection and Lori felt a slave to his wishes and demands. She looked at him in a new light and realized his ultimate strength and authority. Lori wanted desperately to stop acting like Ken's slut but didn't know how to stop. She felt a raging desire for everything the vile man did or made her do, and readily accepted his sons as worthy sexual partners. Not only was Lori's body in tune with the three Patterson's, but it was also in tune Rex their dog. Rex had forced Lori to become a devoted bitch not once but three times and she shuddered with the knowledge a grown, mature woman could achieve such a climax with an animal. THE END I will continue with another chapter, which will be DAY THREE, and hope to have it posted soon. Please send your feedback and suggestions to me as I appreciate the views of my faithful readers.

I fucked my stepson

editor on Wife Stories

I awoke to the sound of my husband’s cell phone ringing. I opened a bleary eye and glanced over at the clock as he answered it. 4 AM and a Sunday to boot. After a few words, he closed his phone and started to get out of bed. Mark is on call 24 hours a day, 7 days a week as a negotiator for a large industrial holding company. “Sorry hun, they want me to catch the 6.25 morning flight to Chicago, the deal has collapsed. I feared this was going to happen. They have booked my flight and are sending a car around.” I lay back on the bed and groaned. I could not complain though, he earned a lot of money. I had given up my job six years ago to stay at home and look after Robert and Craig, his now 18-year old identical twin sons. Mark is 42, ten years my senior and had
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gained custody of them from his first marriage. He opened the shower door and started the water running. I loved looking at his naked body, although a nice, long Sunday morning of sex was certainly out of the question now. That was a shame, because I was getting horny. Slipping on my short silk robe, I went into the kitchen to start the coffee brewing. He was a light eater, and I knew he would get breakfast on the plane anyway, courtesy of his first class ticket. I decided that I would make myself a bacon omelet while Mark was getting ready. By the time he appeared in the kitchen I had eaten and was rinsing out the dishes in the sink. He swigged his coffee down, came up behind me and put his coffee cup in to the soapy water. His hands slipped under my arms to fondle my perky C cup breasts. I closed my eyes and murmured appreciatively which encouraged him to pull my robe open. His strong fingers tweaked my nipples before his right hand ran down between my legs. I thought for a minute we might have time for a quick one, but we heard the company car pull up in the driveway. “Sorry Lindsay, I got to go.” Mark kissed me on the lips and left the house, travel and laptop bags slung over his shoulders. I turned back to the dishes and suddenly noticed Robert standing in the doorway from the study. Casually closing my robe, I wondered how long he had been standing there. He sauntered over as if nothing had happened and sat at the breakfast bar. “Morning hun, didn’t know you were up.” I greeted him. “Hey Mom, well I heard Dad getting up, and then the smell of bacon cooking.” “Do you want some? I can quickly rustle up eggs and bacon.” “Sure, if you don’t mind. Have you heard from Craig?” “He should be back tonight. The Parkinsons are going to take him to see a movie and then drop him off later.” As I broke the eggs, Robert poured himself some coffee. He was wearing black pajama bottoms and a light blue T-shirt. His short dark hair was tousled from his sleep and I unconsciously touched mine. Like his Dad and brother, they all have startlingly grey eyes. I was the odd one out with long white blond hair and blue eyes, courtesy of my Scandinavian genes. “My blond warrior princess” Mark often called me. Placing the plate in front of Robert, he immediately started to devour the food. I thought “Teenage boys! Always hungry, always…” My mind went back to earlier this morning; just how long had he been standing there? Robert, now filled up with some calories and a little wired on the caffeine, started to chat. I half listened as he talked about school and his computer gaming friends. “So, you don’t have a girl friend yet?” I smiled. He blushed. “I’ll take that as a no then.” He started to say something and stopped. I made eye contact and he looked away. “What? What were you going to say?” I leaned forward across the countertop as if to interrogate him. His eyes glanced at me and then down to the opening of my robe. Until this morning I had never thought that he might be sexually interested in my body, I guess I had just been naive. A little tingle fluttered in my tummy as my mind continued its turmoil. “No, that was just a normal male reaction to cleavage. Well, there is one way to see.” I thought. I poured myself a coffee and sat on the bar stool in a manner to expose a tantalizing amount of leg. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him staring. It excited me a little, so I crossed my legs and allowed the robe to slide up even further. It was now so high he was nearly able to see my pussy. Without him seeing me do so, I slackened the tie on my robe so that as I reached over on the countertop to pick up a magazine, the front of the robe pulled open. As I pretended to thumb through the pages, I glanced down and saw that the pale underside of my right breast was visible. From Robert’s body language, he was certainly excited. I could not believe I was doing this, but I could not stop myself. I found myself still hungry and fancied some cereal. I saw his eyes shift again as I slipped off the stool. Glancing down I saw he had a large erection. This time it was my turn to look away in embarrassment. As I reached into the cupboard for a bowl, I broached the question that had been bugging me. “How much did you see this morning?” I half expected a denial. “See what?” I heard him put his plate in the dishwasher behind me. There was a pretend innocent tone in his voice. “You know.” I jumped as I felt his hands on my hips. At first, I thought he was just trying to get something out of the cupboard and was stopping me from stepping on his toes. “Dad knew I was watching.” I froze with that comment, my mind spinning. He took my silence as permission and his hands slid up to cup my breasts through the thin silk material of my robe. “I saw him fondle you, and then his hands open your robe, like this.” I know I should have stopped him right then, but my mind kept imagining Mark standing behind me. I groaned as his hands covered my breasts through the thin material and gently squeezed. His thumb and forefinger sought out my nipples and tweaked them erect. My robe started to slip off as Robert kissed my bare neck and ran the tip of his tongue across my shoulders. His erection pressed up against my ass and I realized he was now standing between my legs. I could not think straight, things were moving too fast. “You shouldn’t do this Robert.” I pleaded, but the weight of his body kept me pinned against the countertop. His hands moved off my breasts and then after a few seconds rested on my hips to lift up the bottom of my robe. I realized he had untied his pajama bottoms because I could feel his hot, hard cock between my legs. “Robert!” I cried out, but he parted my legs and tried to push into my vagina. Only the tip of his huge cock managed to penetrate me. He only managed three short thrusts before crying out in pleasure and he pumped his seed into my tight pussy, spurt after spurt. There was a brief pause before he withdrew. I managed to stand up and turned to face him, my first instinct was to yell at him, but seeing the look of shame on his face, I lowered my voice. “Robert, was that your first time with a woman?” “Errr, yes. I am so sorry; I just could not control myself. I don’t know what happened. I’m sorry Mom.” Tears welled up in his eyes. I moved forward and hugged him for a long time. “Don’t worry Robert; I shouldn’t have led you on. Dad should not have teased you either.” “I am a terrible lover, I came too quickly and girls will laugh at me.” I kissed him. “Every boy cums a little quickly the first time, it’s just the excitement.” I comforted. “The next few times you will be able to control yourself, do not worry.” He did not seem to believe me and was starting to fret. “Look I’m going to have a shower, you take one as well. When you have umm, recovered, we will do it again, okay? Just let me know when you want to try a second time, you need to build your confidence up.” “You mean it Mom?” “Yes, but we are not going to make a habit of this though.” I went into the bedroom, leaving the door open, and tossed my robe into the laundry bin. Cum was trickling down my legs in a quantity I have never seen before. I turned on the shower until it was warm, stepped in and washed my body and hair thoroughly. I ran the events back through my mind. Mark knew his son was watching, but now I could not say anything. I will cross that bridge later I thought. Stepping out of the shower, I dried myself off and tied back my damp hair. I was just about to put on some underwear, when Robert walked in with a towel around his waist and closed the door. “I think I’m ready again.” “Already?” I raised one eyebrow and then the other as he dropped his towel revealing a full erection. No wonder he had difficulty getting it inside of me. He was big, very big. Not having had children also had kept my vagina tight. He walked forward, took my head in his hands and gave me a long passionate kiss. I returned it, putting my arms around his neck. My nipples hardened on contact with his chest and his large cock was sandwiched between our bodies. We collapsed onto the bed, me underneath, my feet still touching the floor. He pushed my breasts together, licking and sucking on my cherry red nipples until they were nearly half an inch in length. I moaned in pleasure and stretched out my arms on the bed as he kissed my tummy, going lower each time. When he reached my blond haired apex, he paused, as if unsure what to do next. “Pull my pussy lips apart and lick.” I counseled. A lightning bolt of pleasure surged through my body as he touched my clit. “Ahhh yes, take my clit in your mouth and suck it, oh God that is so good. Run your tongue from my ass to my clit. Yes, keep it up, oh oh oh oh ahhhggg.” I started to climax, my body thrashing as his mouth worked my secret parts. “I need you in me, but take it easy or you will tear me apart.” He switched position and the tip of his penis touched the entrance of my sopping wet pussy. “Easy….” I begged as he pushed inside of me. “Go easy.” The first 3 inches of me are my most erogenous and I could feel myself begin to cum as he entered me. My body seemed to be splitting apart with the size of his cock. “Please don’t cum yet.” I thought. Inch by inch he gently pushed inside of me. I was so tight he was having a little trouble. “Okay ease out, almost all the way and ease back in again. Oh fuck I’m cumming. Just keep that up, oh yes, oh yes, ohhh yes.” I hit a tremendous peak, driven by a little pain and the intense pleasure of his hard cock thrusting inside of me. I was being so stretched I was almost passing out. “I’m cumming.” Robert cried. “Fill my cunt up, ahh yes.” I begged as his seed shot deep inside of me. Wave after wave of that beautiful warm fluid surging into me made my orgasm pulse throughout my body. He collapsed on top of me. After our breathing changed from ragged to just panting, I gasped. “I told you it would be better. Was it good?” “Oh, so good, you were right. I just wished I could get myself fully inside of you.” I slumped back against the bed. “How much more was there to go?” He glanced down at his cock that was firmly embedded in my pussy. “Another 3 inches.” “Oh God, that is going to take some time to stretch me that much.” He pulled out of me and lay next to me. “Does that mean we are going to do this again?” I just lay on the bed, relishing the sensation. “Well whenever you feel ready, but that will really be the last time.” He gathered up his towel and left the bedroom. The early morning and the heavy sexual activity weighed on my eyes. I rolled over on to my side and fell soundly asleep. It must have been three hours later when I woke up. I got up; my legs still a little shaky; got dressed in a pair of pink string bikini panties and pulled on of one of Mark’s shirts. I walked into the kitchen to find Robert making a cheese and salad sandwich. He made no comment about our earlier encounters. He had dressed in a pair of shorts and a T-shirt. “Hey Mom, do you want a sandwich?” I rubbed my face. “Please hun. Water also.” “Have mine, I’ll make another.” Robert placed it in front of me. I could not believe the change in him. He had gone from a shy, quiet boy into a confident male. It was my turn to eat ravenously and we ate silently, matching mouthful for mouthful. I finished and pushed my plate away and took a long drink of water. “What time is it?” I asked. “Coming up for twelve.” “Uhh, I need to set the cable box for the tennis.” I walked over to the back of the sofa looking for the remote control. I bent over the chair, picked it up and programmed the cable box, still leaning over the back. Just as I finished, Robert came up behind me and massaged my butt cheeks. I felt my juices starting to flow immediately, knowing he was going to try to sink his full length into me. “Robert!” “I want to bury my cock fully into you.” “Oh nooo.” I begged, but his youthfulness took over. He pulled my panties aside and rubbed between my legs as I hung over the sofa, helpless to his advances. “See, you are wet.” “No hun, that is your cum from last time.” “One last fuck, I promise.” He grasped the waistband of my panties, ripped them off, spread my ass cheeks and again that large cock entered me. Bent over the sofa, I knew he could go very deep. “Go really carefully.” I took a deep breath as he started to push all the way into me. I could feel the tip of his cock touching my cervix. “Steady.” I warned. I felt his hips touch my buttocks. “Oh, I’m totally in, ohh that feels soooo good.” He started to pound into me, his hips slapping against my ass. His long thrusts, pushed into me, deeper than I have ever felt. I started to scream in pleasure, my poor pussy brutalized and pounded as he wantonly used me. “Yeah, you like this Mom? Like my big cock inside of you?” “Oh please, please.” I begged. “You are going to be my love slave?” “Yes, please fuck me harder.” He took up the challenge and slammed into me, time after time. I started to cum for a second or third time, I had lost count as the raw sexuality took over my instincts. “Yes, yes, ahhhhhhh.” My verbal cries pushed Robert over the edge and for the third time that morning, he emptied his cum into me. “Oh you are such a tight fuck, such a whore. Arrrgggggg.” He pulled out leaving me spent, laying over the back of the couch, my cum covered pussy leaking his juices. “I’m going out, but I’ll be back my little cum bucket.” He zipped up his shorts. “Craig is going to enjoy taking you also. You say anything and I’ll tell Dad.” He left the room and I heard the door close. I stood up, my legs shaking. “What have I started?” I whispered to no one. To be continued for sure! Comments? Email me at clintonbeverly@yahoo.com and reference FS

The Pool Party

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Ring<Ring<Ring, "Hello"....."Oh hi Levone, how are you? (pause)"Certainly, it's no problem at all he's more than welcome. I'll make an extra sandwich for him, see you in a little while." Hanging up the phone and taking 2 more slices of bread to make an extra sandwich, Mrs. Laura James had no idea that her daughter's Pool Party would change her life forever.

Levone hung up the phone and looked at her brother Tyrone."Great, you can come, they are such nice people, I'm glad, it will do you good to be around nice people".....Levone said.

"I guess, ain't been around no nice people where I's been, I don't know what to do"......Tyrone replied. "You did your time and now you can begin again"....Levone said. She loved her o

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lder brother, she was sorry he turned 17 in jail for assult but she was glad he was home.... "Sis allot has changed, I mean look at these prison tatoos, and all I's got to wear is that old suit from before's I left." Levone said....."It's ok, get dressed and lets go."

As Tyrone slipped on his white speedo swimtrunks he had grown in the 2 years in prison. His huge black dick was barely able to stay contained as the 20 pounds and 2" he had grown, it wrapped around his hip and the suit accentuated it's thickness, it barely covered the crack of his ass. The white suit was such a contrast to his coal black body covered with prison tats. Pulling on some sweats and tank top he walked to the car with his sister.

"Hi everybody"....Levone yelled. Walking toward Lavone was Susan James, age 16, hugging Levone. "Oh hi, I'm glad you came girlfriend"....Susan screamed..... "Susan, this is my older brother Tyrone, I'm so happy you let him come"....Levone said. Tyrone admired the young blond standing in front of him extending his hand, grunting..."Hi." Susan welcomed them and showed them around introducing them around to everybody. There were 4 guys age 16, and 6 other girls ages 16, Tyrone just grunted hi, he didn't really remember anybody's name.

But he didn't miss the ripe young white girl bodies adorned in bikini's innocently exposing there bodies as they jumped in the pool laughing and playing. Tyrone kind of stood watching drinking a coke. The boys were trying to start a conversation with the black guest but fresh out of prison he didn't have much in common with white school boys. He would just grunt a reply enjoying the pure young girls bodies.

"Okay Mom, I'm teaching Sunday School tomorrow so I'll see you after the 11:00 service".....Laura said hanging up the phone.

She stripped off her shorts and tank top, reaching in the drawer picking out a blue 1 piece suit. Laura didn't like wearing bikini's in front of people thinking it brings to much attention to herself. She admired her 36 year old body, her 32D breasts still firm after 2 daughters,with fifty cent size aureoles and eraser size nipples, turning she admired her butt still free of cellulite, as she straightened the suit it hugged her 25" waist. She noticed that her long trim legs needed a shave. Pulling her brunette hair in a pony tail. Adding some lite pink lip gloss to her full lips, at 5"11, 130 pounds, Laura thought to herself, not bad for an old gal.

Tyrone spotted Mrs. James as she walked on the patio. GODDAMN he thought to himself, who the hell is that. 

All the kids yelled hello to Mrs. James as she walked out carrying sandwiches. Levone climbing out of the pool, "Tyrone, come here"....Levone yelled. Tyrone climbed out of the pool. She shuddered as she was introduced to this young black boy, as he took the sandwich tray from her hands. "Here let me get that"....Tyrone ask. He was wet from the pool and Laurie looked down and caught her breath at the bulge in this boys suit. Tyrone chuckled to himself as he carried the tray to the table. He saw a slight blush.

Tyrone jumped back in the pool, thinking damn I'd like to fuck that white bitch, I ain't had no pussy in 2 years, I's think she liked my black dick. Let's play with her awhile, see if she's hot for it.

Walking up to her Mom was Susan, whispering...... "Tyrone just got out of prison, I don't know what for, but look at all those tattoos, and that bathing suit, gross, everybody is laughing." Laura's rational mind got angry that a boy would wear such a revealing suit in front of so many young children. Suddenly, Tyrone walked to the shallow end and Laura saw again the outline and almost the color of his huge dick, Laura had no idea men could be that large....."I know honey but lets be nice and help him have a good time"....she replied.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The dream

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The Dream

by thedeep

copyrighted 2005

Jim is silent, using all the stealth he learned as a Marine Recon Ranger, as he walks thru her house.  He needs no lights to find her, he can sense her location, he has no doubt she is in the room as he eases the door to the bedroom open.  The only sounds are her deep breathing and the thumping of his heart as he nears her.  He slowly kneels beside her bed, she is even lovelier than he remembered, and he does not want to disturb her sleep.  He eases the plastic bag he had prepared and removes the cloth, then he puts it over her nose and mouth so she will breath in the sedative.  He knew this was necessary, because the shock of seeing him might make her scream, and he could not chance that.
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He had traveled many miles on this quest; he did not want to screw it up now.  Jim gently lifted Sally from the bed, and wrapped the sheet around her so she would not get a chill.  He tenderly carried her out of the house into the waiting car and drove off.  By the time she finally stirred from her sleep, they were aboard Jim’s boat headed south.  At first she was confused and slowly it dawned on her she was being kidnapped.  She was more mad than scared, because she knew Jim would never hurt her.

So gathering up her courage, Sally finally asked Jim what the hell he thought he was doing.  Jim having had little sleep in the past few days, lost his temper.  He grabbed her turned her over his knee and paddled her like a 6 year old.  She was shocked and a little aroused at Jim’s actions and squirmed on his lap, yelling at him to stop this instant.  That was the wrong thing to say to him, he flipped her nightgown over her back and jerked down her panties and really spanked her.  She whimpered and squirmed even more and Jim found that he had an erection, from the sight of her red ass.

Jim was sorry he had spanked her, but was also turned on.  He began to massage the hot red cheeks of Sally’s ass, which caused her to moan and squirm even more.  He could not resist the stroking of her beautiful ass, as his hands seemed to have a mind of their own.  He loved the feeling of her soft warn hips, the swell of each ass cheek, and the warm crevice that he could not help but explore.  He spread her cheeks and gazed at the pink rosebud, his hands moved lower and found a warm wetness at her pussy.  

He rubbed Sally’s pussy and it got wetter, gathering some of her lubrication, Jim moved his hand back to the rosebud that had captured his attention.  He could not help but massage the rosebud with his lubricated fingers.  First circling the pink object of desire then gently pressing his finger in.  He leaned down to get a closer look as his finger moved in and out, and could not resist kissing the closest cheek of her ass.  He removed her from his lap and placed her on the deck of the boat on her hands and knees.  He got behind her and gathered more of her juice from her wet pussy.  Again his finger found its way back into her ass and as he watched it gently pumping in and out, he started kissing and licking around his finger.

Jim then flipped her on her back without removing his finger from her ass, so she had to plant her feet flat on the deck and lift her ass.  Jim pounced on the beautiful wet pussy with his mouth while still pumping his finger in Sally’s hot ass.  

He had not planed it like this, his plan was a slow seduction, but right now he could care less about the plan.  He licked and sucked and slurped her juices until his tongue cramped.  Then he finally removed the finger from her ass, and stood up to remove his pants and shirt.  The tented underware was next, Jim equipment was neither huge nor small.  He had never had any complaints about it.  He knelt between Sally’s still wide spread legs, and slowly and gently inserted himself.  He leaned down and kissed her eyes, her cheek and neck, and finally ended up at her ears, where he kissed and licked and nibbled on her lobes.  As she tried to turn her head he captured her lips, gently at first, then with the passion that had build within him.  

He felt Sally’s legs wrap around his waist and start to meet his thrusts as they both moaned is sheer bliss.  Jim raised up and ripped the nightgown away from her ample breasts, and attacked them with his mouth and hands.  Jim’s pace picked up and the heels of her feet dug into his butt like spurs.  Their bodies were both drenched with sweat, but moving in harmony, slowly coming to the peak.  Jim had felt Sally orgasm several times already, but he knew this time was different, as she spurred and bucked beneath him.  

Then he felt it coming slowly from the soles of his feet, up his loins, tightening his balls, and finally erupting into Sally’s trembling body.  They had cum at the same time, as she had beat her heels on his ass and dug her finger nails across his back.  They collapsed together, into a sweaty heap on the deck of the boat.  Sleep over took them, as they lay in each other’s arms.

Jim woke first and covered Sally with a blanket, showered and went about the navigation of the boat.  He then went below and started coffee in the galley, then went back up on deck.  

Sally woke slowly trying to relish the dream she had, that is until she felt to rocking of the boat.  She sat up right and looked around, she could smell coffee, the sky above her was clear and a pale shade of blue.  She looked over the side of the boat and could not see land in any direction.  She got to her feet and stretched the stiffness out, from lying on the hard deck.  And then she saw Jim at he helm of the boat, she did not know what to say to him.

She made her way toward him, clutching the sheet around her, because her nightgown was torn to shreds.  As she neared him, Jim turned to her and said, hello beautiful!  That was all it took, her heart melted, she just could not be mad at him.  He set the helm on auto pilot and took her into his arms, with a tenderness no one would expect from the looks of him, he kissed her and sat her down in the pilots seat.  He said he would be right back, and before Sally could wonder where he had gone, he was back with two steaming mugs of coffee.  

After Sally had taken her coffee, Jim stood beside her with his arm draped across her shoulder, pulling her to his side.  They did not speak but stared out at the bluest ocean Sally had ever seen.  After a bit, Jim left her again and went below, not long after he came for her and guided her down the narrow steps to the galley where he had prepared a hearty breakfast for her.  For some reason, maybe it was the salt air, she was very hungry and dug in like a starving woman.  Jim watched her from across the table, he could never get enough of just looking at her.

After breakfast, Jim cleaned the dishes and showed Sally where the bathroom was.  She was shocked to see, her brand of toothpaste, a new toothbrush, a hair brush just like the one she had at home.  Her brand of soap was in the shower, and a soft fluffy set of towels with her name on them were also hanging there.  Under ware, shorts and blouse in her size were there also, she was speechless.  After she showered and got dressed, Sally went back on deck and stood beside Jim.  She put her arm around his waist and his arm went around her shoulders.  And they enjoyed the gentle rocking of the boat as it headed due south.  Sally never asked where they were going, because it did not matter as long as she had Jim beside her.

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The dream Part. 2

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The Dream part 2

By thedeep

Copyright 2005

As the boat headed south for a few days, Jim noticed Sally had grown restless.  It was hard for him to understand, they made love several times a day.  Sally just did not seem as passionate as she had been the first day.  He was worried that after all he had done to make her feel wanted and needed, that she was slipping away.  He had almost worshiped her, yet still she did not seem as happy as Jim would have thought.

When he looked into Sally’s eyes, gone was the sparks of fire that had been there.  Every time he was near her, he had his arm around her shoulders, and his hand squeezing her breast.  Jim felt that she was drawing away from him and he just could not let t
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hat happen.  Sally meant the world to him and he would be damned if he would let her toss it all away.  When he would ask her what was wrong he would get the standard woman’s answer of nothing.  Jim knew there was something wrong, something missing and he was getting mad at himself for being too stupid to figure it out.

The more he thought about it the madder he got, here he was on the boat he loved, sailing the ocean that he loved, with the woman whom he adored, and something was wrong.  How could this be, he had taken Sally from a loveless marriage, he had treated her like a queen, had almost obsessed at giving her attention and love, and something was wrong.  Damn, damn, damn, thought Jim; I had planned this to perfection, what in the living hell could be wrong.  I have given Sally everything she lacked in her marriage, and she was getting colder and colder.

When they anchored for the night and went below, Sally ran for the head and locked the door.  Jim stood outside the door and listened to the shower running, seething because they had been taking their showers together.  After a few minutes the shower stopped and Sally opened the door and ran past Jim to the cabin, again Jim heard the click of the lock on the door.  Jim had always been a kind loving man, who was slow to loose his temper, but the locked cabin door seemed to be the straw that broke the camel’s back.

Jim ran at the cabin door, and kicked it at the knob, the sound was like a rifle shot in the small cabin.  Sally jerked upright clutching the sheet to her body, she knew Jim had had enough.  He walked over to the bunk and jerked the sheet from her, to find she had one of his long shirts on.  He grabbed the front of the shirt and ripped the buttons open, pulling Sally across the bed.  The site of her beautiful naked body sent shivers down Jim’s spine, as he quickly shucked off his shorts and shirt.  Sally was trembling when he reached for her and tried to get away, but the cabin was just too small to allow her to escape.  

Jim caught the back of the shirt and it came the rest of the way off her body, but not before throwing her off balance and falling back on the bunk.  She tried to roll away from him but he caught her on her stomach, and straddled her body facing her feet.  Seeing Sally’s naked ass struggling to get out from under his weight, was a pleasing sight.  Well Jim thought to himself, you want to throw everything I have planned away, then I am going to enjoy this.  He brought his hand down hard upon the quivering globe of her ass, again and again, he just did not seem to hear her scream and cry.  He did not stop until both globes of her ass were a fiery red, and she had quit screaming but just lay whimpering.  

God his cock was hard as iron, and his precum was leaking all over her ass.  Oh what a sight, he started rubbing the slippery liquid around her ass, and she seemed to shift to open her legs.  He could not help remembering the sight of his finger plunging in and out of her ass the other night, so he got off of Sally and pulled her up onto her hands and knees.  He sought out and found her wetness leaking from her pussy, and used it to lube her asshole.  In went his finger twisting and moving from side to side, pulling out and then thrusting back.  Oh Christ what an awesome sight.  

He could stand it no longer and he aimed his hard cock at her dripping pussy, sinking to the hilt.  He removed his finger from her ass and inserted his thumb, while he took her from the rear.  He could feel his thumb thru the thin separation between her ass and pussy.  He rocked and pumped, with his other hand he reached around and mauled her tits.  He pumped her for what seemed like hours as her pussy spasmed  around his cock.  Sally whimpered and moaned like he had never heard her do before when they made love.  She seemed to be trying to suck him into her super hot pussy.

He felt it coming, he could not stop it or slow it down as he thrust like a wild man into her.  With a final brutal thrust, he tried to bury himself in her womb, as he shot rope after rope of his hot cum into her.  He fell off of her back, onto the bunk. He fully expected her to jump up and run from the cabin, locking herself into the head again.  But to his surprise Sally snuggled into his arms, throwing one of her legs across his body.  Her hand gently caressing his shrinking member, she kissed him with the passion that had been missing for the last few days.  

Sally kissed down his chest, down his stomach, until she reached her goal.  She took Jim’s limp cock into her mouth, tasting his and her juices, and gently began to suck it.  It did not take long for her to get a rise out of his cock, so she swung her legs across him and inserted him into her steaming pussy.  She placed her hands on his chest and rode him as she screamed his name.  Jim reached for her and pulled her down to him, looking into the fiery sparkle that had returned to her eyes.  He kissed her eyes and sought out her lips, their tongues entwined and she rode him.  Sally rode him until she felt Jim’s cock swell in her and she hopped off to catch his essences in her mouth.  

She swallowed every drop and tried to milk more from him, then crawled back up into Jim’s arms.  Jim kissed her and cuddled her, he was sure he would never tire of her.  She was almost perfect, she just need a little attitude adjustment from time to time, and Jim would enjoy giving it to her.



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A Journey of a Real Woman

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A JOURNEY OF A REAL WOMAN By Kacey1999 Email kcdouglas1999@yahoo.com Please email me your comments and suggestion, as I appreciate readers who take the time to give feedback. The style of this story is new and I hope readers can understand what I tried to do. I am telling Betsy's story, as she gets set to turn 40, and she thinks back to what has happened in her life. Betsy is probably the most appealing woman I know, and strangely, I am not sure if she is not the wittiest, smartest woman... or the craziest. Chapter Three Betsy had something to eat and felt thoroughly refreshed. The weekend dream festival was progressing exactly as planned and she still had chapters of her life story to review. Her grad school relationship with Ron was over and thankfully she had gotten rid o
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f a demon that had bothered her for many years. Then she remembered the promise to go over everything that happened in the SM chamber owned by Ron's boss. Now that she had rid herself of the nightmares from the experience, she looked forward to reviewing the torture. Suddenly a shiver ran up her spine, making the hair on the back of her head, stand up. Betsy realized the many torture machines had revealed her secret dark-side. The wicked contempt shown by Ron and his boss had overly excited her, and it resulted in the orgasm of her life. But Betsy vowed to not dwell on the experience right now and she planned to save that for another chapter. Betsy's rest period was done and she rushed back to the spare bedroom for more erotic dreams. She was already into the next chapter when she jumped on the bed. Betsy landed in a comfortable position on her back and felt it was best because she could look up at this mysterious woman living her life without regrets. Of course she was the woman and loved trying to visualize everything right down to the most interesting detail. Grad school was finished and so was her affair with Ron. Betsy moved back to New Orleans taking a part-time, teaching job while putting her resume out to every school in the south. She lived with her father and he was very glad to have her living at home again. Being the only child, she was close to her father and it gave her a chance to do things for him again. It never hurt to have a woman's touch around the house, and Betsy's dad loved having her around even though she nagged him. This chapter of her life would see Betsy discover herself, as a mature woman. Her education years were over and now it was time to find a job she liked. It was a little before Mardi Gras and certainly party time in New Orleans. Betsy was at a party when she met Phil. He walked into the room with a cooler in his hand and instantly zeroed in on the sexiest woman in the room. They talked and Phil invited Betsy to a basketball game the next day. Phil invited her to Washington, DC for a Congressional Mardi Gras party, which Betsy could still remember. He booked her into the Ritz and they made love over the weekend. It started a long distance relationship with daily phone calls and constant emails that went on for months. Then Betsy was offered a job in Virginia. It was much better money than her New Orleans job and she moved there to be nearer to Phil. The Virginia location turned out great for a job plus rest and relaxation activities. Phil rented a beach house on the eastern shore for the summer and the couple went there every weekend. Betsy loved the beach, not so much for the water, but just for the playful atmosphere. The house had five bedrooms and two baths and Phil had most of the extra space rented out to his friends. He retained the largest bedroom on the main floor and the other four bedrooms were on the second level. There was a walkway on that level overlooking the dining room, which gave the house a very comfortable feeling. Most of the weekends were spent on the beach drinking, sunning and playing volleyball. Phil was a big volleyball guy and games were played in the sand for the entire summer. Betsy got to know most of the regulars even though there was a constant change of faces. At night most of the people would just come and go, as they pleased, but that didn't bother anyone. Betsy didn't like volleyball but she watched it a lot just to make Phil happy. Most of the guys had nicknames and she found most of them quite hilarious. There was Shape, Supershape who was Shape's brother, Bagman, Pisser and Flipper. When she found out how Flipper got his name, Betsy almost choked. It seemed he was setting up a gangbang on some girl and someone opened the door to the room he was in, to check on what was happening. Flipper was performing oral sex on the girl and he couldn't get any leverage so his arms were flipping back as he tried. Suddenly Betsy wondered what the guys called her but she shivered thinking that it was probably better not to know. Her life story abruptly got more interesting. It was near the end of summer when she was sitting at the dining room table with Phil and a new guy came in. He was a hunk who was staying in one of the upstairs bedrooms for the first time. Betsy remembered being smitten by the guy from the very first time she set eyes on him. She found out his name was Thomas and they had a very nice conversation that eventful day. It made her smile now when she remembered just how naïve and inexperienced she was in those days. Phil, Thomas and she sat around most of the day drinking far too much and joking. As was his custom, Phil was feeling no pain by late in the day. About eight in the evening, Betsy noticed a constant stream of guys going into one of the bedrooms. When she asked why, Thomas simply said that the only way to find out was to have a look. The three went upstairs and Betsy was utterly shocked beyond belief when the door opened. She remembered peeking into the room and the scene taking her breath away. As she found out later, Shape had picked up a girl named Marty and he turned her over to all of his buddies. When Betsy looked into the room, she noticed the naked woman on the bed and she was drenched with white, sticky cum. Betsy wondered if it was lucky or unlucky, but she witnessed Marty being savagely fucked. There was one guy fucking her, another guy with his fat cock in her mouth and a couple others were jerking off on her chest. All of a sudden Betsy's dream flashed into bright, vivid Technicolor. There were three or four naked guys waiting their turn in the room when a sudden onrush of more guys entered. To this day, Betsy never knew how the newcomers snatched her but suddenly she was inside the room. Frantically she looked around and couldn't find Phil or Thomas. Everything happened so fast that even today she couldn't believe how she was pushed up against the rocking bed. She remembered very vividly trying to stop all the hands, which were all over her body. It made her laugh now, but at the time she was terrified. She grabbed someone's bold hand just as it was about to feel her breast and someone else's hand shot under her shirt. Her boobs were outside her bra so fast that she was dumbfounded. Suddenly she had to let go of the hands trying to grope her chest, as there were far more pressing issues. A guy had his hands all over her crotch and another guy was trying to undo her pants. What she heard still sent shivers through her body. "Fresh meat. Hurry up guys... strip the bitch and get her on the fucking bed. Holy sweet shit... this bitch has nice tits. Look at those jugs... and those fucking nipples." The noise in the room was deafening and everyone was cheering. Not only for the guys screwing the slut on the bed but for the guys taking liberties with the new slut. Betsy rolled her head around frantically looking for help. Then she saw her boyfriend and Thomas trying to push the guys aside so they could rescue her. Betsy pleaded for her life just as a guy held her arms fully stretched up in the air. Another guy pushed her shirt and bra all the way up to her neck and yet someone else squeezed her boobs like he had never felt tits before. Everything was out of control. Suddenly she involuntarily sucked in her breath when she felt a hand slip into the waistband of her pants. She didn't mean to but it gave the man more freedom. He quickly shoved his hand into her panties and instantly his fingers closed on her crotch. Nothing so dramatic had ever happened to her before and all Betsy could do was squirm and struggle to get free. Her boobs were waving around like freelance balloons. All of a sudden one of the guys groping her went flying across the room. Then Thomas was standing beside her telling her drunken boyfriend that they should get poor little Betsy back to her own bedroom. Just as he started to lead her from the crowd of sex-starved maniacs, a mountain of a nude man stopped them. He told Thomas that she was the, 'new meat,' but Thomas said he didn't think so. This moose grabbed the front of Thomas' shirt and made a mistake of confronting an unknown opponent. Betsy remembered acting stupid at the time but now she laughed at it. As was her custom, she volunteered to go with the man if it meant he would leave Thomas and Phil alone. She remembered thinking the man was going to beat the shit out of her friends because of her, so the only sane thing she could do was go with the man. The last thing she remembered was Thomas letting go of her hand, as a gesture that he was willing to let her go. When she turned her back to take the mountain man's hand, the man went flying past her and landed on the floor in a heap. His face was bloody and Betsy thought she was dreaming. Then someone took her hand and out the door they went untouched or unmolested. Her legs were so wobbly that Betsy could hardly walk and Thomas led the way to his bedroom, which was down the hall. Drunken Phil followed and he had obviously been affected by the near gangbang of his girlfriend. About the last thing in the world Betsy ever expected she would be willing to do, she did. Her shirt and bra were still askew and she stood motionless when her boyfriend stripped them from her overheated body. Phil was too drunk to care that someone else was in the room and he took his clothes off. "Bets... love. I couldn't believe my eyes... they fucking had your gorgeous tits right out in the open. Fuck honey... I almost came in my pants when that one guy rubbed his cock all over you. Fuck... the one guy shoved his fucking hand down your pants. When he took it out and licked his wet fingers... I wanted to fuck you right there." Phil was shaky but finally managed to get his clothes off. He stood naked, as a jaybird, and let his cock wave in the air when he kept talking. "Honey. I'm sure they would have gangbanged you if Thomas hadn't been there. Yano what I think? I think we should give Thomas a reward. Let him have sex with you. Co'mon... let's do it." His hands were all over her and to this day Betsy couldn't understand why she didn't resist. She merely stood in the room and let her boyfriend take all her clothes off right in front of an almost complete stranger. But then she realized. From the first moment she saw Thomas, she knew he was the man for her. She had never dreamed of being unfaithful to Phil but suddenly she was more than willing. Betsy could still see the nicest smile on the man's face once she was naked. She stared into his dark, paralyzing eyes and knew everything was okay. Thomas did a striptease that any man would be proud of and when he was naked, Betsy's eyes widened in awe. He was all muscle and hung. She could still remember being extremely calm waiting for things to happen. Then Phil guided Betsy to the bed and she never complained. He almost tossed her down while giving every indication that he wanted her to suck his cock. Phil loved having her give him a blowjob and he held his hips out expecting Betsy to fulfill his wishes. "Come on baby. Show the man. Suck cock like you know how," Phil said. "And get on your hands and knees... so Thomas can get his reward." Her boyfriend was serious even though the alcohol influenced him. "Christ baby... I want to watch. I want to watch you have sex with someone," Phil whispered. "I want to watch you give head and get fucked at the same time... by him!" Betsy was simply amazed when it happened. Phil manhandled her until she was on hands and knees and in the desired position. The images of being completely vulnerable flashed in her head and they made her tremble. Phil shoved his cock in her face and Betsy had no alternative but to put it in her mouth. She started sucking Phil and used her hands to stroke his cock just the way he liked. Betsy remembered how severely she trembled when the bed moved. She knew Thomas was getting settled behind her and suddenly she felt something brush against her exposed backside. The devastating thought of being taken by a stranger was more thrilling than she ever imagined. She obediently sucked Phil's cock but all of her senses were focused on what Thomas was doing. Betsy felt the man rub his cock all over her butt and then he touched her between the legs. Her body jerked forward and Phil's cock shot down her throat taking her breath away. Suddenly a streak of lightning struck her pussy opening and the blazing bolt went straight to her head. Thomas felt the upturned ass quiver and rock when he split the puffy labia. He realized Betsy was experiencing a premature orgasm and didn't want to make her wait. Thomas rammed his cock to the hilt and he had never felt anything like it. The extreme heat instantly made his temperature rise and then Betsy pushed back at him. Her sexy body went into convulsion right away and Thomas couldn't believe his good luck. All that interested Phil was inside of Betsy's scorching mouth. He squirmed and tried to make the blowjob last a long time but Betsy was far too determined to end it quickly. She pumped her hand back and forth on his stiff shaft and kept the knob buried in her hot mouth. Even in his drunken stupor, Phil wondered if it was such a good idea. His glassy eyes stared at Thomas, as the man ravaged his girlfriend from behind. Phil reasoned his stamina lasted such a brief time was because of being able to watch Thomas with his girlfriend. He heard bare flesh slapping together, as Thomas fucked Betsy, and all Phil imagined was the man's big cock going in and out of her precious snatch. Phil merely grabbed her head tightly when his orgasm exploded in Betsy's sucking mouth. Then he threw his head back and only wanted to imagine himself with Betsy. Betsy's belly was still experiencing severe contractions when her mouth filled with molten lava. She desperately swallowed Phil's massive load and tried hard not to choke. Just as the last few drops were sucked out of Phil's throbbing pecker, Betsy felt something profound. There wasn't much she could do immediately following a climax but somehow her belly shuddered when the burning lava filled her inner sanctuary. Thomas' strong fingers closed around her waist and he squeezed hard. Betsy felt Thomas pull back at the same time he thrust forward with his powerful hips and she thought the top of her head was coming off. Suddenly more spasms rocked her sweating body, as the man fucked her into a subconscious state. All three sort of collapsed on the bed when the animal lust ended. Thomas kept his distance not wanting to get too close to the couple but Phil had other ideas. His desire for sexual gratification had been satisfied and all he could think of was having another drink. Phil obviously wasn't thinking straight when he excused himself, which shocked Betsy beyond belief. He told Betsy that he was going for another drink and then look in on what the other guys were doing. She took it to mean Phil wanted to watch the gangbang in Marty's bedroom, but the thought didn't upset her at all. *** Betsy remembered being not the least bit concerned when her boyfriend left her with someone else. She was lying on her side and suddenly felt Thomas shifting across the bed until he was up against her back. He hugged her for the longest time and it was the most wonderful feeling. Betsy liked to cuddle after intercourse and in no time her eyes got heavy and closed. She could still remember what happened next. The memory was still like it happened yesterday and Betsy was determined to take her time with this section of her life story. Her mind drifted back to 1991 and she relived one of the most memorable affairs of her life. Betsy was almost asleep, but Thomas had other plans. His right arm was over top of her torso and Betsy kept her arms outstretched, which left her entire front unguarded. At first Thomas' hand merely caressed the front of her body without lingering on any specific spot. In the perfect dreamland state, Betsy faced away from Thomas and let her mind drift through empty space. All of a sudden she was aware of his hand caressing and kneading her tits. One boob at a time, Thomas squeezed and tenderly massaged before lingering on each nipple until it was rock hard. There was a warm smile on her face and Betsy loved that inter-dimensional feeling of being half asleep. Suddenly her heart skipped a few beats when she felt something hard stirring against the back of her legs. She remembered not wanting to open her eyes so she laid still wishing for more lovely embraces. His hand moved from her heaving chest to her tummy, which was going in and out at a furious rate. She felt his fingers tracing lightly across her stomach and then stop at her bellybutton. Betsy sucked in her breath when Thomas touched her hollow and then he teased her until she whimpered out loud. "This time... we are going to do it right. Make mad, passionate love," Thomas whispered into her ear. "Lift your leg... up a bit." Betsy heard his command and obediently lifted her right leg slightly. She didn't expect the biggest thrill when Thomas' hard cock sprang between her thighs. His throbbing member stretched between her legs and sprang up against her wetness. Thomas knew exactly what would get Betsy's blood boiling. His right hand snaked downward and then he put his fingers directly over his hard cock. He pushed hard and felt his shaft embed itself in the immense wetness, which made Betsy's hips quiver wildly. Then he threatened to push the head of his cock into her honey hole and Betsy's breathing halted. Thomas left his meat embedded in Betsy's pussy slit and he deftly squirmed his fingers around the thick head to surround her throbbing clitoris. Betsy felt the head of his cock directly at her opening and his fingers pulling the swollen clit out of the vast wetness. Suddenly her breathing resumed but it was ragged and very broken. Now at the age of 39 and remembering the events in her life, Betsy recalled thinking how the first time was heaven, and the second time was heavenly bliss. She abruptly broke the embrace and rolled over to face Thomas. "Oh gawd, I need you. Please, please make love to me," she whispered. Thomas was skilled in the many facets of what a woman wanted and needed. "Put your hands on it. Feel my cock and make it harder," he whispered. She instantly obeyed not wanting to wait any longer. "Make it nice and hard... hard so you can sit on it." Betsy wondered what he meant but she didn't have to wait long before finding out. Thomas rolled onto his back and that put his engorged cock in a most prestigious position. It hovered at an angle above his hips and Betsy couldn't resist putting her dainty fingers around the thick shaft. "I want to watch you. Watch you make love to me. See you with my cock in your hands... and then see you sitting on top of it," he whispered. Betsy couldn't take her eyes off his penis. Her fingers were wrapped around the shaft and she felt the cock pulsating madly. She swooped down and kissed the glistening end but Thomas was not satisfied. "Leave it laying on my belly... and then sit on top. Sit on me so that your cunt is pushing against my cock. I want you to feel it... against your love-box," Thomas said. "I want to watch you... see you making love." Thomas laid flat on his back with his legs together. Betsy crouched over his thighs and place one of her knees on either side on his outstretched legs. She bent over and put her face mere inches above his chest. Betsy would never forget the feeling. She squatted above his muscular hips and leaned forward. His pecker pressed against the front of her body and Betsy felt it jerking up and down so that it banged her belly. Betsy couldn't remember wanting something so badly. She was willing to do whatever Thomas wanted if he would satisfy her burning desires. Suddenly he took control. "Suck my nipples. Suck'em love," he whispered. "Make them hard with your tongue... and your teeth!" She had never heard any man say that but strangely Betsy found his request very stimulating. When she reached out and put his tiny nipple in her mouth, it was a most profound feeling. Her tongue rolled the bud around and covered it with saliva, which brought moans from Thomas. "Yes baby. Just like that... now the other." Betsy caressed both nipples and found the experience made her even hotter. Then she nibbled on the tiny buds and noticed how his chest seemed to push up to meet her mouth. Suddenly Thomas put his strong hands on her ass cheeks and moved her butt until it was directly over his crotch. She had to straighten up but managed to retain a hold on his nipples. "Sit on it. Put your wet pussy right on top of my cock. Push my cock into your lips. Baby... spread those juicy lips with my cock," he said. Thomas guided her hips and he knew when things were right. Betsy gasped out loud when the throbbing cock split her soaked pussy lips and the thick shaft embedded into her narrow slit. She sat up straighter but kept her hands on his chest. Her fingers pinched his nipples and twisted them ever so tenderly. The thick cock burned her pussy and Betsy couldn't sit still. Her hips jiggled back and forth and Thomas pulled down hard with his hands around her slender waist. Suddenly Betsy wanted it now. Her tummy started to quiver in and out and Thomas was afraid she was not going to wait so he lifted her up. "Not yet. Get up... hold my cock up and sit on it. I want it in your belly," he moaned. Betsy shifted to the rear so that she was sitting on his legs. Her hand grabbed the enlarged cock as soon as it was free and she held it straight up in the air. Betsy would never forget the feeling. She squatted and ever so slowly moved forward until she was above his muscular hips again. Then she held perfectly still. Betsy stared down at the upstanding cock. She wondered if she should sit down but her body was moving before the answer came. Thomas put his hands around her waist and guided her forward, an inch at a time. When the tip of his bulbous cock touched her crotch, her breathing stopped. Betsy was afraid to take her hand off his thick shaft and held the cock straight up. The feeling was out of this world when her body lowered a little. First one inch, then two, and suddenly her hand let go. Betsy was staring into his eyes when it happened. She felt his hands tug on her slender waist and knew he was going to do it. She merely held her breath waiting. Then Thomas squeezed his hands into her burning flesh and pulled downward with all his strength. He thrust up with his powerful hips and buried his cock to the hilt with one swift stab. It must have taken minutes to start breathing again, and when she did, all Betsy could do was gasp desperately for much needed air. She was positive that she started creaming on the first thrust and didn't stop until he finally climaxed deep inside of her. It was the longest and most intense orgasm of her life up to that point and one she would always remember. That time, years ago with Thomas, still brought back good memories. Betsy also realized that it was a defining moment in her life. She realized her relationship with Phil was over and vowed to leave her boyfriend to be with Thomas. The ecstasy lasted for hours that night and she experienced one orgasm after another. She wasn't sure what time it was when she left Thomas' room but eventually she wound up back in bed with her boyfriend. Phil must have passed out sometime during the night like he did every weekend. He was in bed still completely dressed and hardly stirred when she came to bed. Phil mumbled some indistinguishable statement, as she climbed into bed, and Betsy assumed he was oblivious to her spending hours with another man. 'But then again,' Betsy mused. 'Maybe he knew and wanted me to screw his buddy.' Phil's eyes flickered for a brief moment, as if he acknowledged her return to bed from using the bathroom. *** In the morning, Phil had a humongous hangover. He woke up and threw his arm around Betsy but luckily for her, he didn't try anything. Betsy remembered thinking at the time that she didn't want to have sex with Phil. She had such a wonderful feeling after the night with Thomas and she didn't want to spoil it. Sunday morning was a complete blur with Betsy reminiscing about the time with Thomas. She had breakfast with Phil and immediately after went up to the room she shared with Thomas. That was when she felt like someone stabbed her in the heart. The room was empty and it had been neatly cleaned up. Betsy stood outside the room in disbelief, which must have been noted by a girl, named Penny, who was walking by. "Are you looking for Thomas? If so... he's gone. Packed up and left about nine," the girl informed Betsy. She could see the concerned look on Betsy's pretty face so she continued. "I liked Thomas. He's not like most of the guys. Are you his girlfriend?" Betsy was not able to speak right away but found her voice eventually. "No. No... We're just friends. I'll see him later... I'm sure he'll be on the beach this afternoon." Betsy thought back to her initial meeting with Penny. She was a lovely girl who went to church every Sunday. Penny was fairly thin and she had the cutest smile on her face all the time. The one thing a person noticed about Penny right away was that the woman didn't have boobs. Betsy remembered feeling sorry for her at the time but later she realized that Penny had nipples that made up for any lack of tits. Right after finding out that Thomas had departed, Betsy had to be alone. She left Penny standing in the hallway and rushed back to her room. Phil had already changed for the beach and he was dressed in his normal volleyball attire. They exchanged greetings and agreed to meet on the beach at the courts. Betsy stayed in the room for about an hour but then decided it was best to socialize. Most of the regulars were already at the beach when Betsy finally arrived. She needed sleep more than anything and quickly nodded off into dreamland once her chair was settled on the sand. Even the loud hollering and volleyball cheering didn't bother her that day. Her mind drifted off and it was Thomas who was in her most intimate thoughts. After thirty minutes, someone thrust a beer into her hand. There was still no sign of Thomas so Betsy slowly sipped the beer while nonchalantly watching the sweaty volleyball players playing in the sand. Then she dropped off asleep for another hour before repeating the frustrating exercise. She thought about last night and her mind tuned out all of the things going on around her. It was like trying to solve an equation and all Betsy thought about was when, and if, Thomas would show up. She had that worried, sickening feeling that people got when they weren't sure about a love affair. Betsy remembered every question rushing through her distraught mind waiting to see Thomas again. 'Did Thomas like her? Did he want her to be his girlfriend? Did she do something wrong or did Thomas just use her last night?' The last question was the most disturbing, but Betsy didn't believe the man betrayed her feelings and emotions. She was still disillusioned and halfway through her third beer when her thoughts were interrupted. "Is this chair taken? My... you look even lovelier than last night." Betsy came fully awake in a heartbeat and she started to stutter. "What? No... Oh, no," she muttered before realizing there was no chair but her own around. She blushed and could feel her heart beating so fast it must have made her look silly. Thomas sat down in the sand and they chatted for a long time. They talked about nothing and little things that didn't require much thinking. Suddenly she realized that she didn't know much about the man. She did most of the talking last night, a southern thing, she thought. So they chatted about him. Betsy asked about the mountain man last night, as she was still confused about how the man went flying. Thomas told her that he was a 3rd degree black belt so quite competent when push came to shove. It bothered Betsy that Thomas had left before seeing her in the morning. He quickly put her fears to rest by explaining that he had to do an errand. Apparently he was moving and had to pick up the keys to his new house in Boston that morning. Betsy felt much better once Thomas told her how he hurried through the transfer and rushed back just to see her. Betsy was in heaven after hearing his heart-warming revelation. They each had a beer and then Thomas suggested they go up to the beach house. "Last night meant a lot to me. Come... I want to fuck you again," he whispered. Her jaw dropped both from surprise and great elation. She gulped her beer and off they went. They went directly to the same room as last night. Luckily it was still unoccupied and her heart stopped when the door slammed shut. They stood face to face and Betsy watched his lips move. "Take off your suit. I know it's a beautiful bikini, but I want to see your gorgeous body... naked," Thomas said. Betsy did as he requested and in a flash Thomas also stripped. "Have you ever masturbated?" She almost fainted but couldn't stop her response. "Yes." The look on his face was serious. "Show me!" Betsy often touched herself when she was with a partner but suddenly she didn't know what to do. Thomas moved over to sit in a chair beside the bed and motioned for her to use the bed. Betsy slowly walked over and sat down facing Thomas. She assumed it would be easy to masturbate but that was far from what happened. All of a sudden she didn't get aroused or worked up when she caressed her boobs. Betsy rolled her nipples around and around but all that did was get them hard. Then she shifted her hand down to her pelvis and put her fingers between her legs. It went better but she still didn't feel close to achieving an orgasm. Suddenly inspiration hit. She visualized seeing Marty during that horrible gangbang. Then Betsy remembered being forced into the room by strangers and having her top lifted up above her breasts. She vowed never to admit the feelings she felt at the time. Her juices started to run and she felt the crotch of her panties getting soaked. Then she pictured the men holding her arms up in the air so they could fondle her boobs. Betsy's hand started to move a lot faster. Suddenly the masturbation was much easier. She remembered her nipples being pinched so hard it hurt but that didn't matter at the time. Her visualization continued with the men molesting her boobs and one guy even sucked her nipple. Then Betsy pictured what should have been the most disturbing thing that happened. While the men groped her titties, another man shoved his hand inside her pants. The man had one goal in mind and his fingers entered her wetness with lightning speed. Afterwards Betsy wondered if she spread her legs or if the man forced them apart. She remembered struggling like crazy, but it merely seemed to give the man more freedom. Suddenly her fingers were his fingers. She put the clit between her thumb and forefinger and started twirling it vigorously until she felt the first spasm shot through her loins. Thomas watched the erotic bliss with immense admiration. He adored Betsy's wit and charm but suddenly he loved her sexy body and adorable treasures. Betsy threw her head back and pushed out her chest when her left hand grabbed a boob. Her fingers pulled the hard nipple outward, as if offering it to the enthusiastic onlooker. Her right hand was a blur and Thomas caught brief glimpses of the rosy bud when it swirled around in the vast wetness. Thomas knew exactly when Betsy climaxed. Her right hand stopped moving except for her fingers squeezing the puffy clit. Then her hips jerked out of control and thrust wildly at the imaginary stranger. When the orgasm subsided enough to enable Betsy to breathe properly again, Thomas ordered her to suck his cock. "Get me harder. Put your lips around my cock and suck it... so I can stick it in your cunt," he commanded. In a less demanding manner he added, "Baby... I want to fuck you so badly." It made her chuckle now, but Thomas was a mouthful. There was no need to get him hard because his cock was already throbbing like crazy. But she obeyed relishing the opportunity to satisfy his demands. Then Thomas ordered her to kneel beside the bed. He jerked Betsy around and made her go down on her hands and knees. He forced her upper torso onto the bed with her head facing to the side. It was that familiar position, which Betsy loved, and she readied herself for what came next. Suddenly it all made sense to her even though it was years later. Thomas liked being in control and he loved ordering her to do things. He never asked or pleaded for her to do something, he only ordered her. In the beginning, she would have it no other way. She was submissive and liked pleasing others and this was her way of making someone special in her life happy. Once again Betsy was in heaven. Thomas knelt behind her and he did everything in slow-motion. He put the flared head of his cock at her opening and then he slowly pressed his hips forward. His glorious penis slid into her volcano and she could only remain stationary. Betsy felt his hand on her side so she lifted up slightly, thinking he wanted to reach under her outstretched torso. Instead he grabbed her hand and rolled her fingers up but left her thumb sticking out. Then he ordered her to suck her thumb, which she did right away. The rest was a blur to Betsy even now. She remembered sucking her thumb and Thomas pounding her cunt like a madman. She experienced one orgasm followed immediately by another and it seemed the man had everlasting stamina. Lights flashed in her head, her nipples were on fire and a thousand volts of electricity zapped her whole body. Then she felt his hips jerking randomly out of control and suddenly her entire body shut down. When Betsy came down out of the clouds, she was in his arms. Her head was on Thomas' chest and they talked for a while. He mentioned how lucky it was that her thumb was in her mouth when she climaxed because her loud groans of ecstasy would have been heard at the beach. All of a sudden Betsy realized something. It was during this tender embrace that the first thoughts of love entered her head. They talked and laughed. It seemed so different than anything before. Betsy started playing with his nipples, which she knew he liked. The next thing she knew it was blowjob time. "Hold it. Put the tip of my cock in your mouth... just the tip," Thomas ordered. "Now put your tongue under my cock. Lick it with your tongue... but just keep the tip in your mouth. Yes... yes, like that." Betsy's eyes were glassy, as she stared down at the big penis. "Now stroke it baby. Both hands... stroke it... stroke it harder," he said. "Yes... both hands back and forth... just like that. Keep doing it just like that and watch it cum. Watch me fill your mouth with cum, baby. You're the best cocksucker on the planet." His vulgarity should have disgusted Betsy but it didn't. It seemed to provoke her even more and she yearned to make him happier. Betsy milked Thomas' thick cock until she swallowed his big load of creamy cum. *** The time was getting to be late afternoon. Betsy and Thomas jumped out of bed with the realization that the beach crowd, especially Phil, would have noticed Betsy's disappearance. They showered and it took all their resolve to not start another session of torrid lovemaking. The beach house was about a block from the beach and Thomas thought he should return to the beach via a different route than Betsy. That made sense, Betsy reasoned, as it might look funny to Phil seeing his girlfriend show up with another man after she had been gone for hours. Betsy hoped that she didn't look too guilty when she strolled back to her chair. The volleyball games were still going on but Phil quickly came over to her, wanting to know where she had been. For one of the very few times in her life, she lied. Betsy told her boyfriend that she had not been feeling so good after the beers and she had taken a nap. Then wisely she got them both a beer and afterwards listened to him droll on and on about his volleyball crap. As Phil was yapping, Betsy finally saw Thomas walking up the beach. He was talking to a girl and Betsy remembering thinking how smart he was to solicit such a good cover-up. The girl had a great tan and she was wearing a bright green swimsuit. She appeared to have a pretty good body, but Betsy was too thrilled about what went on all afternoon to be jealous of the girl at first. Then Thomas and the girl stopped and sat on the girl's towel. They chatted and laughed and Betsy almost flew into a fit of rage when the girl put her hand on Thomas' shoulder. She wanted to confront the bitch and tell her that Thomas was her man. Betsy was mad. Then she got mad at Thomas. Suddenly she got mad at Phil for his damn yapping. Abruptly she told Phil that they should hit the road since tomorrow was a school day and she had to get up early. Betsy left the beach with Phil and she refused to look back at Thomas for fear of losing her nerve. She was determined to make a stand and show Thomas that she was not happy when he got too friendly with other women. Strange as it sounded now, Betsy reasoned her relationship with Thomas was much more than a fleeting afternoon, love affair. Betsy had everything packed in no time. They departed so fast that Phil was amazed. He thought Betsy was peeved at something but hesitated to say anything for fear she was mad at him. They bid all their friends a goodbye until next weekend and hit the road. Now years later, Betsy wondered how anyone could act so stupid. She lay in her state of dreamland remembering how mad she was at Thomas and the girl. Her anger turned out to be her boyfriend's immense gratification. Phil received the blowjob of his life on the drive home. He was utterly shocked when Betsy whipped his cock out and then bent over to suck it. Phil wasn't stopping for anything because he didn't want Betsy to stop so he kept driving. The thrill of possibly getting caught or seen by someone on the busy interstate made the experience even more thrilling. Not much was said after he climaxed. Phil merely drove and Betsy sat quietly while they dreamed of separate issues. Betsy wondered if Thomas was real and if her relationship with Phil was actually over. Although Phil had always said they were not fully committed to each other, Betsy still felt guilty for having a secret affair. *** The next weekend signaled the end of summer. It was a three-day affair with Monday being the last holiday of summer and everyone just wanted to party hard. Betsy thought she was right in assuming Phil didn't know anything about what happened last weekend with Thomas. She planned to get more of Thomas' personal information this weekend and hoped he would show up at the beach house. When she and Phil arrived at the house, all the bedrooms were full except for theirs. //// Betsy rushed upstairs to the bedroom that she hoped Thomas would be in, but she sadly found the room occupied by an unforgettable guest. The door of the room was open and Betsy got a glimpse of Marty putting her things away. She had a sudden urge to order the woman out of the bedroom but realized it was not her place to assign rooms. A shiver of doubt went through her tummy wondering if Phil had given Thomas' old room to the disgusting Marty. //// That Saturday was probably the longest day of her life. Betsy sat on the beach watching Phil and volleyball crowd and she remembered drinking way too much. She was kind of down on Phil because her mind was so preoccupied with hopes of seeing Thomas again. It seemed the day would never end but it finally did with a big party in their beach house living room. Everyone sat around getting blasted; it was a combination of too much sun, too much booze and too much late night carousing. The mood on Sunday was far more sedated. Everyone was hung over and Betsy was no different than the rest. She was filled with worry and anxiety thinking that she poured her heart out to a man who didn't want her. It was like any person who dearly loved someone but didn't know whether that person loved them back. Sunday brunch was the first meal of the day and Betsy found herself sitting with Penny at the kitchen table. The two women chatted casually and Penny asked her about Marty. Penny wanted to know what happened last weekend. Betsy watched the girl's reaction when she told her about Marty's gangbang but Penny's face didn't show anything. Knowing the girl was very religious, Betsy assumed that Penny would never condemn anyone for sinning in such an immoral way. Once afternoon arrived, the group was over their hangovers. They were ready for some more sun and volleyball and everyone moved down to the beach. Betsy got her usual spot off to one side of the setup courts and she again lapsed into a state of nervous anxiety. In the middle of the afternoon, all of a sudden she saw him. Thomas was standing with a group of guys who had just finished a volleyball game and he looked marvelous. Betsy didn't want to show too much enthusiasm, but she just couldn't wait. She almost ran up to the group and when Thomas saw her, his face lit up. Suddenly he excused himself and took Betsy's hand leading her off to one side so they could be alone. "I had to come. Sorry I didn't get here earlier... but I got held up. I can't stay this weekend... and I wanted you to know that," Thomas whispered. Betsy stood holding his hands while he kept talking. "I have a big family gathering that I have to attend. It's on right now but I had to come here to tell you... so you wouldn't think I was ignoring you," he explained. "Last weekend... was the best of my life. You mean everything to me... and I didn't want you to worry that I wasn't going to see you again." "It's okay. I wasn't worried. I was just sitting around with the rest of the guys... enjoying the sun and having a few beers," Betsy said feeling her face blush a brilliant red. "I have to be in Boston... well, about two hours ago," he whispered with a chuckle. "But I had to see you. Here! This is my business card. Please call me Wednesday. I'll be in my new home then." They exchanged a loving embrace and suddenly everything was all right. Betsy watched him run down the beach until he was out of sight, and then she returned to her chair. The remainder of the afternoon and evening was a complete blur, as all she could think about was Wednesday, a new beginning in her love-life. Betsy was still in a heightened, emotional state later in the evening. She remembered thinking that nothing could stop her from dreaming about what was in store for the future. Thinking back on that night, Betsy realized that her boyfriend likely planned the whole evening. She was oblivious to the reality Phil plied her with booze, which made her let down her guard. Betsy was completely oblivious that Phil knew about her secret affair. //// Close to midnight, Phil pestered her to join him for a little private party in one of the upstairs bedrooms. Reluctantly Betsy went with him just wanting to get the evening over with so she could go to bed. At the top of the stairs, Betsy halted when she realized Phil was heading towards the bedroom, which held great memories. There were strange moans and groans coming from the room she shared with Thomas the previous weekend and Betsy remembered thinking that the gangbang slut was at it again. //// Suddenly Phil grabbed her arm and made her stand quietly outside the noisy room. The door to Marty's room was open, which Betsy found out later was done on purpose. She could still hear loud moans of a woman's distress and then Phil encouraged her to peek into the room. Not wanting to disobey, Betsy slowly poked her head around the corner and noticed plenty of action on Marty's bed. Betsy was about to retreat when her boyfriend grabbed her arm with a viselike grip. It happened so fast that she didn't get a chance to get away from Phil. "Let's watch. I want to see Marty turn a little miss goodie-girl into her slave," he whispered. Now years later, Betsy realized how naïve and stupid she was back then. She should have realized it was all a setup, but at the time she didn't. Her boyfriend pushed her into the room and up against the wall. They stood motionless and the combatants on the bed never paid any attention to the new onlookers. Thankfully the room was relatively dark so Betsy didn't think she was in the spotlight. She stared at the furious action taking place a few feet away and noticed the naked body of Marty sitting on another woman's face. Marty had her knees around the woman's head and she locked her fingers into the struggling woman's hair. It appeared like Marty was suffocating the woman, as she pulled the woman's head up tightly into her crotch. It had to be seen, to be believed. Marty was forcing a woman to eat her out and there was a man fucking the woman's brains out. The man was perpendicular to the women and he was holding the thrashing legs up in the air. He lay sideways to the woman and pounded his pecker in and out of her hole like a madman. Betsy remembered thinking that the woman must be hurting from being in such a precarious position. Betsy never did know why she merely stood there. Surely, she reasoned now years later, it should have been possible to escape Phil's grasp. All of a sudden Marty was going through the throes of an explosive orgasm. Her body shook and vibrated and Betsy could clearly see she was having an enormous climax. The sound of the woman's tongue lapping Marty's leaking pussy sent shivers up Betsy's spine, as she watched the torrid sex scene. Suddenly Marty's orgasm was over and she shifted her body down so that she was sitting on the woman's stomach. Marty grabbed the woman's legs from the man and held them high in the air, which kept her crotch fully exposed for the man. Betsy's eye's opened in awe when she noticed who it was. Penny, or the righteous Church-girl as the group called her, was laying spread out on the bed with her face covered with Marty's juices. Penny's eyes were open wide and she was staring straight up at the ceiling. Betsy was afraid to move for fear of drawing attention to her and Phil. She ogled the demoralizing gangbang, which was taking place right in front of her, and stood still, flat against the wall. Then Betsy noticed Penny's bare breasts for the first time. She had always known the woman's tits were small and almost nonexistent but she never realized her nipples were so outstanding. They had to be an inch in size and obviously extremely sensitive by the way she moaned when Marty pinched them. The memory suddenly got more detailed and far more vivid. Betsy could hear everything like it was yesterday. "Say it. Say it, slut. Tell mistress to let you cum," Marty hissed daring Penny to say something. "Do you like mistress playing with your glorious nipples? Slut... I can see you want it. Say it!" Marty twirled the woman's nipples around, as if she was twisting them off a bottle. Then she put her face closer to Penny's and dared her again. "I know Stan is fucking your sweet cunt... and filling his slut with cum. Now mistress wants to hear her slave beg... beg for it," Marty whispered. Her voice sent shivers through Betsy even though Marty was speaking to someone else. Suddenly Penny was talking but her voice was too soft to be heard across the room. "Louder! Say it louder... so my new slut can hear. Say it slut," Marty ordered. It never dawned on Betsy at the time but Marty had plans. The sound of Penny's lost pleas were all that she was aware of. "Please... oh please let me cum. God mistress... my nipples... my pussy... oh, my God... I have to cum." Marty pinched the swollen nipples and twisted them as hard as she could. "More!" Penny couldn't stop but nothing she said was discernable. "Ooh... ooh. Oowie... ooh gawd... aah... gaaw, ooh, ooh. Oh no... oh no... yea... plea." It was obvious that Marty was in control and Penny was willing to submit to anything she demanded. Marty whispered in Penny's ear, making the girl speak loud and clear. She pleaded and begged her mistress and Betsy couldn't believe Penny had given in. What Betsy did notice was a world-class orgasm. Betsy didn't even notice what her boyfriend had been doing. She glanced to the side and saw Phil jerking off his hard cock. With her attention diverted at the least opportune time, it enabled Marty to put her devious plan in place. Betsy was petrified standing against the wall when the three naked bodies from the bed approached. "So my little slut likes watching. Did you like watching me turn Church-girl into a slut?" Betsy was too stunned to say anything. Then she got the bright inspiration to run. She pushed away from the wall and was just about to make a getaway when Phil grabbed her arms. He stood behind her and pinned her arms behind her back. Suddenly Marty was in her face. "I asked you a question! Did you like watching me turn Penny into a slut?" Then the woman took advantage of Betsy's captive stance. She wrapped the fingers of her left hand into her hair and jerked Betsy's head until their eyes locked. Betsy knew enough to answer or things could get worse. "No... no, gawd no." A sudden jerk of Marty's left hand and an extremely stern stare was enough to change Betsy's mind. There was a momentary pause. Then Betsy decided to tell the woman what she wanted to hear, assuming it was the best thing to do. "Yea... yes. Yes! I watched... are you fucking happy?" Marty was good at gaining control over submissive women. She had done it many times and certainly the episode with Penny was testament to her ability to become a mistress. Suddenly her right hand slipped under the bottom of Betsy's shirt and instantly closed over her left boob. "I watched you the whole time. I saw the lust on your face. Only a slut would stand there and watch... watch Church-girl being punished." "Oh gawd... I didn't mean to." Betsy tried to turn her head and look at Phil, but Marty held her hair with a secure hold. Then Marty swiftly ripped Betsy's bra up so she could feel a bare breast. Her hand cupped Betsy's titty and squeezed hard enough to get a reaction. Betsy struggled and tried to twist out of Phil's iron-grip. She got a brief hope of getting free, but suddenly Marty took control. She pinched the hardened nipple and rolled it around vigorously until Betsy stopped struggling. Marty got more excited with each passing second. Her head filled with lustful illusions, watching the futile struggles of the gorgeous woman. "Phil tells me that you are the hottest woman around. That you love screwing... anything with a pulse," Marty whispered. "He knows. Phil knows you fucked around... screwed around with Thomas." Betsy continued to squirm, but suddenly she comprehended the severity of the situation. If her boyfriend knew that she had sex with Thomas, he would certainly not help her now. Betsy realized that she was alone against Marty, but also Phil, who would be out for revenge. Marty would try to humiliate and degrade her enough so that she could gain control and Phil would help the woman. But Betsy vowed to be strong and fight the bitch to the end. All of a sudden things took a turn for the worst. "Slut! Come here slut... and see if we can turn dear Betsy into our slave," Marty said to Penny. "Stan honey... and Phil... let's take our little slave to the bed. Then dear Betsy can show us that she's a real slut." Suddenly everyone reached for her. Phil grabbed her under the armpits, someone grabbed one leg, someone grabbed the other, and then they all picked her up like a feather. In a split second, Betsy found herself spread-eagled on the bed with four sex-starved maniacs holding her captive. She twisted and struggled but Phil held her arms fully stretched, up above her head, and her legs were pinned to the mattress by Stan and Penny. Marty was in her glory. She huddled beside the frightened woman and pretended to console Betsy. Marty lifted and supported Betsy's head and stared directly into her eyes. "You think you're too good for the rest of us... don't you? Well, miss prissy... we'll see how good you really are," Marty whispered in a most threatening tone. "Slut... Church-girl! Come here and show our little slave how you like sucking titties. But first... let's get the bitch naked." Marty planned to make Betsy suffer. She was going to strip the woman, but it would be slow and tantalizing. Marty grabbed the bottom of Betsy's shirt and rolled it up to her neck, along with the lacy bra. She shifted slightly to the side and allowed Penny room to move over Betsy's chest. Penny hovered over the captive woman and suddenly the two stared into each other's eyes. Betsy was moved by the hesitant, pleading look on Penny's face and she felt like telling the girl that she understood. Betsy remembered shaking her head when she realized what was about to happen. She glanced down at her exposed chest and noticed her boobs swaying seductively side to side with her ragged breathing. There was a hand, Marty's hand she realized, cupping her right titty and sort of squeezing it into a cone-shape. "Aren't they beautiful... the most succulent tits... ever! Go ahead Penny. Feel them. Put your hands on them and feel what real breast are like," Marty said. It was now or never, Betsy decided. "Phil. Phil! For gawd sake... make her stop! Make the bitch stop... now!" Betsy tried to turn her head upwards so she could see her boyfriend. "For gawd sake, Phil! Do something! Make her stop!" There was no response from Phil except that he tightened his hold on her outstretched arms. When she tried again to reason with him, Betsy decided that a more subtle approach might work. "Oh, please. Phil... please help me. Oh, gawd you have to help me... pleeeeease!" Betsy hoped her pleas would make her boyfriend realize the error of what was happening but that didn't happen. Suddenly her head was jerked so that she stared straight ahead at Penny. The girl's eyes pleaded for forgiveness but that didn't stop Penny from obeying her mistress. Betsy felt the girl's hands shaking when they caressed her breastbone and then slide slowly upwards. The hands quickly stopped vibrating when the fingers seized both dazzling nipples. Betsy gave another valiant attempt to look at Phil, but Marty held her head steady, facing the front. She desperately wanted to lie perfectly still and show Marty that her humiliation was having no affect. Then her breathing got very uneven and her chest heaved displaying some of her lost control. Marty decided it was time for further chastisement. "Now... let's take her clothes off. She likes showing off on the beach... wearing those skimpy outfits," she whispered. "Fuck honey... let's see what those horny bastards keep looking at." Betsy felt so many hands on her torso that it was impossible to fight them off. Suddenly her top and bra were removed and tossed across the room, as if they were rags. She could feel Marty's hands even before they actually touched her body. Betsy knew what was next. Her tummy quivered so violently that it was increasingly harder to breath. Then Marty's fingers unsnapped the waistband of her pants. Betsy couldn't breathe anymore. Suddenly Marty slowly undid the zipper in a most tantalizing fashion and purposely held the flaps open. Betsy's tummy heaved in and out so fast, making it hard to catch her breath when the woman's fingers brushed the edges of her panties. Marty's fingers pinched the elastic band and pulled outward so she could look down the front. "My, my! That's about the nicest cunt... ever. I bet you like it being touched... caressed by a slut. I think you'll like it if Penny touches you... won't you?" All of a sudden the hands returned. Stan along with the helping hands of Marty and Penny quickly stripped the rest of Betsy's clothes while Phil pinned her arms above her head. She remembered sobbing and letting out numerous whimpers when her pants were lowered. Then more sobs when her panties were stripped leaving her completely naked. Betsy tried kicking but her legs merely thrashed in midair before getting pinned on the bed again. Things were getting more desperate and Betsy opened her mouth again to plead for mercy. Suddenly Marty rolled the lacy panties into a ball and shoved them into Betsy's open mouth. The woman laughed out loud and Betsy felt sick. "I know you want it. You're a slut... just like Church-girl. I could see that when you kept watching... the gangbang last weekend... and the one tonight," Marty whispered. Betsy's eyes were open so wide they hurt. She stared straight up at the ceiling hoping it was all a bad dream. "Now it's time for you to see a real slut. Penny my love... you will witness lust like you've never seen before." The dire prediction made Betsy cry. She desperately tried to spit the panties out but Marty held them security in her mouth. Suddenly her plight seemed so hopeless and Betsy wasn't sure if she had the strength to overcome Marty's drastic prophecy. Suddenly Marty blocked her view of the ceiling and the woman glared threateningly into Betsy's teary eyes. "Listen. Listen good slut... because I won't repeat myself. You're going to cream... cum in Penny's mouth and show her that you are a real slut." Marty spread out on the bed. She was sideways to Betsy, leaning over her chest. Marty put her right arm on the bed and held herself up so she could keep her face right in front of the woman's startled eyes. Her left hand continued to hold the panty gag in Betsy's mouth and everyone heard the whimpers of despair coming from the captive. Betsy couldn't see past the shield of Marty's body but suddenly she felt a feather, or it felt like one. Then she realized it was Penny's tongue. The girl licked her entire pelvis and then she licked the inside of her thighs. Penny was spurred onward by the wonderful smell and the sweetest taste. Her tongue lashed out and grazed the tip of Betsy's slit. The legs were tightly closed, but it still left a small, upper portion of Betsy's pussy exposed. Penny could barely touch the hidden clit, but she couldn't resist flicking her tongue between the puffy labia. Betsy desperately held her legs together. Stan had long ago stopped holding her down and he was standing off to one side merrily fisting his prick. Phil refused to let go of her arms, but he did relax his grip so it was not as restrictive for his girlfriend. Penny crouched beside Betsy's outstretched legs trying her best to perform magic, which would please her mistress. Penny had no idea what her mistress was doing, but Betsy knew. "Spread your legs... open them so slut Penny can taste your cunt. If you don't open them this instant... I'll kick the living shit out of you. And then feed your beaten ass to every fucking guy in this house," Marty said with her voice steady and mean. "That's it slut... spread those lovely legs... show me what a slut you are." It was the most devastating moment in her life up to that point. Betsy never understood how her legs parted but she certainly understood the repercussions. Her feet were only about a foot apart, but that was enough for Penny. She flipped over one leg and pounced down between the shapely thighs. Then her hands pushed outward on the legs and suddenly she could see it all. Penny's fingers went to the pink, swollen lips and pried them part to reveal utopia. It took a few moments before Penny was able to move, but then she swooped in to put her lips over the upper portion of Betsy's slit. She tenderly forced her tongue between the pearly lips and found the secret control button. Penny opened her mouth wide and sucked the entire clitoris into her burning mouth. Betsy arched her back but there was no escaping the hungry jaws. "Feel it... feel Penny's mouth. There is no one better at eating pussy than Penny. The girl sucked me inside out when she ate me. What's it feel like... slut!" Betsy was more determined than ever. She used every ounce of willpower to stave off any desire or lust. Her pretty face twisted and lines of worry appeared, which made Marty extremely pleased. Saliva ran out the corners of her mouth, as Betsy tried hard to keep breathing with the gag still in her mouth. "Fight it. Go ahead... fight all you want. We aren't going anywhere until you do it," Marty whispered. The woman's burning breath made Betsy's face turn beat red. Betsy grit her teeth on the soaked panties, fighting with all of her strength and resolve. Suddenly Marty dropped down, pulling the gag out. She lay on top of Betsy's chest and kissed her on the lips. At first the lips remained closed tightly but that reversed in a heartbeat. Marty's teeth curled around Betsy's bottom lip and then she bit hard. It was the kiss from Hell. Betsy was positive she tasted blood and her mouth opened, as if to protest. Then the demanding Marty grabbed a handful of hair and twisted hard. She aimed Betsy's head in her direction and forced her tongue into the waiting mouth. Marty had to search for the tongue, but she found it hiding in the bottom of Betsy's mouth. The timid tongue came up to fight off the forceful approach, but then the sharp teeth closed on it too. Tears filled Betsy's eyes, as she felt helpless against such a powerful woman. All of a sudden Betsy felt more teeth. Penny had the tiny clit between her ivories and she nibbled on the puffy bud. Betsy's hips jerked, as she reacted to the sharp caresses, but that only encouraged the determined Penny. All of a sudden she experienced the strangest feelings of her life. Everything happened at the same time. Betsy realized her arms were free, but still they remained above her head, thrashing wildly. The kiss consumed her soul like no other; the teeth nibbled nonstop on her sensitive clitoris, and then a long, slender finger filled her steaming hole. Betsy knew her hips were bouncing up and down in perfect rhythm with the finger fucking but she couldn't do anything about it. Betsy never considered her collapse as surrender. It was merely the evolution of a sexual encounter and she willingly let her juices flow freely into the hungry mouth. Penny was a pro and her tongue and teeth worked feverishly in harmony to consume Betsy's lust. She tasted the cream and sucked even harder, knowing what it would do to Betsy's resolve. There was the briefest moment when Betsy rode the crest, teetering high in the air. Then the dam broke and the orgasm flooded her good judgment. Her body belonged to the devil and Betsy let the climax overwhelm all of her emotions. *** Oh, gawd, what a night, Betsy thought as she remembered that night with Marty. It didn't require any encouragement for the men to act. Betsy vividly remembered having the feeling of total helplessness. She felt the overpowering urge to let Marty retain control and sensed that the woman merely tolerated Phil and Stan when they had intercourse with her slave. Marty held Betsy the whole time, as first Phil, and then Stan ravaged her beaten body. Betsy remembered thinking at the time that it would be Phil's last stand. Their relationship was over. She submitted to the sexual encounter and tried to let her mind go off into some blank space. Betsy was thankful for Marty's tender caresses and it made the disgusting sex go by much easier. As soon as Phil emptied his load, Stan mounted her. Again Betsy merely closed her eyes and let it happen. She felt Stan's momentum build quickly and it was over in a flash. Thinking back on the worst night of her life, Betsy wondered if the drastic episode left any permanent scares. Just when Betsy thought it was over, Marty had something else to prove. The woman yearned to display her ultimate control over the sexiest woman and her outburst took Betsy by surprise. Marty ordered her to eat her out. "Do it. Lick my pussy... make me cum all over your slut tongue," she whispered in Betsy's ear. "Eat me... or else!" Betsy heard the dire remark but she didn't react fast enough. All of a sudden Marty grabbed her by the hair and sat her up straight. Then she slapped Betsy so hard across the face that it snapped her head to the side. Betsy was stunned. Suddenly her head was rotated to the front and she stared into the dark, paralyzing eyes. "Get between my legs... now! Lick my pussy," Marty hissed. "Get on your hands and knees so you can put your sexy ass in the air... so Penny can fuck it." It took about five seconds for the controlling woman to get the slave on her hands and knees. Marty yanked on Betsy's hair and she guided the whimpering woman between her legs. Betsy's cheek was on fire. The slap had robbed any measure of dignity still left in her and Betsy felt her face shoved into the woman's wetness. The hair on her head hurt so bad that Betsy was afraid to struggle for fear Marty would pull harder. Suddenly Betsy didn't want to think about that night any longer. The group stayed in Marty's bedroom the whole night and it was Betsy's biggest nightmare. She refused to recall how many times she was molested and forced to have sex. It was a chapter that wasn't pleasant but one that had to be included in her life story. She remembered falling asleep in the middle of the night but being awaken by Phil and Stan. The nightmare continued until she finally fell asleep in complete exhaustion. *** Betsy woke up with the heat and sun filling the enclosed bedroom. Phil and Marty were already up but the other three lay strewn on top of the messy bed. Betsy had a sheet covering her nudity but the other two had nothing. Her head hurt; her eyes burned so bad it was hard to keep them open, and she was famished. She heard the shower running and assumed one of the missing villains was in there. A sudden tremor shot through her head with the recollection of what Phil told her during the night. Betsy was going to try and recall when that was but suddenly realized it really didn't matter. Phil told her that he knew about Thomas, as the house had many ears and eyes. He informed her that he wanted one last fling before setting her free. He merely told her it was a nice ride while it lasted but he realized their relationship was over. Of course that happened in the middle of the night. Then Betsy remembered when Phil jumped her bones for one last ride and how the rest took liberties. She shivered with the memory. Suddenly Betsy needed to end her relationship with Phil and end the life chapter and her recollection returned to Marty's bedroom. Abruptly Betsy jumped out of bed. She passed Phil coming out of the bathroom wearing a towel and they just said good morning. Betsy had a quick shower and then she had to get out of the place. Dressed in a t-shirt, panties, and shorts, and with a little money, she was gone. She found a little restaurant several blocks away and just sat there eating and musing. How did it all happen? Was I to blame? Betsy kept wondering what went wrong? When she got back to the house, everyone was already down at the beach. Since it was the last day of what was considered summer holidays, everyone wanted to push it to the limit. Betsy contemplated calling someone to come out and pick her up, but she decided to accept Phil's offer for a ride home. It meant spending the entire afternoon at the beach but it was her only option unless she could catch a ride with someone else. Betsy headed for the beach wanting to catch up on some needed zees. She napped but her daydreaming was soon interrupted when Penny and Flipper decided to join her. Penny put her towel down next to Betsy's chair and immediately started rubbing lotion on herself. Betsy offered to do her back and the two women huddled closer. All of a sudden Betsy noticed that Penny was not smiling. The same smile Penny always had was gone and she appeared troubled. Betsy took special care in massaging the girl's back and shoulders, trying to show her that she cared. "It's okay... everything's okay." Penny couldn't look at the adorable woman. "I'm sorry... so sorry. She made me do it... and I didn't want to," she whispered. Suddenly Penny realized her mistake. "No! Well, I did... really wanted to touch you, but not like that." Betsy realized that Penny was sincere and that she was merely following orders last night. She shuddered thinking of what happened during the night and how she reacted to everything Penny did. Suddenly her train of thought was interrupted by Marty. The woman abruptly appeared with three strangers and the grin on her face sent shivers through Betsy and Penny. "Love! Penny... I have some guys that would like to meet you. We're heading to the house... please join us." The woman's statements sounded more like orders than anything else. Marty motioned towards the three men waiting off to one side and she gave the girl no choice. "Here... let me get your towel. Now... let's go!" Penny stood up, grabbing her beach bag to leave. Her head went from side to side looking at Betsy and Marty and her expression conveyed the hopelessness of the situation. Betsy felt sorry for the girl but she was not about to help Penny out in any way. She had already decided to not have anything else to do with the conniving Marty. Just before Marty turned to leave, she squatted next to Betsy's chair. She rested her forearm on the chair and stared straight into Betsy's bewildered eyes. "You can come... join us. Since you like to watch... you can get nice and close this time," Marty whispered. The sarcasm was thick when Betsy responded. "No, thanks. I'll pass." "Your mouth says not but your nipples say yes." Betsy stared into the woman's eyes almost daring her to do something. Then Marty did and Betsy almost fainted. Marty's fingers reached out and brushed across the ends of both boobs. Betsy had thrown out the challenge but suddenly she was too dumbfounded to move when the woman accepted. Marty's fingers lightly caressed her nipples and Betsy just sat still and it quickly turned into a cat and mouse game. "Penny will suck those luscious nipples." "No. I don't think so." "I've never seen anyone cum like you did last night..." "I'm glad you liked it." "Yes, it was fantastic. But you'll be doing Penny a favor if you join us." "Not today. I'm heading home right away." "Too bad! When I told the guys how you like to watch... watch a gangbang, they were totally aroused." "Well, I don't really like watching such awful scenes." "Honest! But you should have seen yourself last night... fucking amazing the way you came when Penny ate you." "Please... no more." Suddenly Marty pinched both nipples and rolled them around. She didn't care who was looking. "That's more like it... begging like you did last night. I can't remember getting more excited when I heard you beg for it... just like a real slut." Betsy was speechless. Marty gave her nipples a twist and then she let them go. The woman looked like a snake ready to pounce on a little mouse. "I don't have time for this now... but you know! You know I can make you do anything? Make you act like a slut... don't you?" Betsy didn't know what to say. She was steadfast in not submitting again to the bitch, but Marty's threats sent shivers through her body. Suddenly Betsy wondered what she would do if Marty pulled her out of the chair and ordered her to come? What if Marty ordered her to join the crowd in the house? Did she have enough courage to resist the woman? All of a sudden Marty stood and departed. She quickly joined her group and they all headed for the house. Betsy noticed how Penny was surrounded by Marty on one side and a stranger on the other. Marty had her arm around Penny's shoulders in an effort to console the girl, but it was the man who drew Betsy's stare. His right hand was on Penny's back and suddenly shifted downwards and directly onto the girl's butt. Betsy noticed how he squeezed and felt Penny's ass and there was no retaliation of any kind. Betsy almost jumped out of her skin. Unexpectedly Phil was beside her and he poked her in the side to get her attention. He said to relax and enjoy what was left of the long weekend. Luckily for Betsy, Phil decided to leave his volleyball buddies so he could drive her home. She desperately wanted to make a fast getaway even though it meant the end of summer. Betsy felt pangs of sadness thinking of no longer spending time at Phil's wonderful beach house. The trip was silent for the first few miles, but then they started a light conversation. Nothing was said about ending the love affair but both knew it was over. Suddenly Betsy sat up on the spare bed she was using for reminiscing. The life story was evolving and another chapter came to a close. A chapter that taught her many life lessons so it was not all bad. THE END I will continue Betsy's weekend in another chapter. I promised her that I would write about her first 39 years and then we can fantasize about the future. I hope readers don't find this type of flashback too confusing but I wanted Betsy to think about all the things that happened in her life before turning 40. Betsy is probably the most appealing woman I know, and strangely, I am not sure if she is not the wittiest, smartest woman... or the craziest. Please send me your feedback, as I always appreciate readers who take the time to write.

The story of my first time(s)

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My girlfriend and I were playing around in my bedroom and we started to talk about sex. We started to talk about masturbating and after a bit we both agreed we would do it together so we pulled our pants off and began to finger ourselves. I had shaved and removed all my hair a few days earlier but Sue was still natural and when she saw me she said she wanted to shave her hair off too. I got my scissors and my brothers shave cream and razor and we took all her hair off and I cleaned myself up too. I had a bit of stubble starting to show so she shaved that off for me after I had done hers. We both enjoyed feeling each others smooth skin and I slipped my finger into her and she enjoyed it and let me finger her to orgasm. It took me about 5 minutes and she had a great time &ndas
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h; it was the first time anybody other than herself had touched her vagina. After she recovered she asked me if she could do it to me and I had no problem and gave myself to her and guided her in what I like and how to finger me and rub my clit. While we were doing it my phone rang and it was my boyfriend. He asked what I was doing and if he could come over. I didnt say I was naked getting finger fucked, I just said Sue is here and we are just mucking about. He asked if he could come over again and I said make it in about an hour. By then I was sure Sue and I would have enjoyed ourselves and I could look after his needs as the two of us had been fucking together for a few weeks. Sue asked me about him and I told her the two of us were fucking now and he was great. She wanted to know all about what it was like to be fucked and what my first time felt like. I said Mike wasn’t my first but I told her how I lost my virginity to three boys with two other girls – it was a gang bang really. Six of us were playing around at my friends place and kissing and the boys were feeling our tits through our tops. The boys all had hard-ons and we were teasing them about it and feeling them through their pants and saying we wanted to see them. One couple had been fucking for a couple of weeks and we started asking them all about what it was like. The guy said why don’t we show them how and they didn't hesitate and within a minute he and his girl were on the floor fucking and we could see them actually fucking each other. They were doing it together on the floor in front of the rest of us. We were all fascinated watching him fuck her and seeing how he was doing it. She was enjoying it as well as we watched and she thought it was cool having four kids watching her getting fucked. We were asking them all sorts of questions about how it felt and that sort of stuff. Then she said to us why don’t you two do it with them too. The boys then asked us if we would be in it. I wanted to, but I was a bit apprehensive and I asked the other girl if she was going to. We both said I will if you do. Within a couple of minutes it was decided, and a couple of minutes later the four of us were undressed. We had more or less paired off by then anyhow so we knew who we were going to do it with.When we were all undressed I was fascinated with the cock on the guy I was with. I had never seen a penis that close up, and it was hard and really stiff sticking out in front of him with his balls hanging down under it. I put my hand on it and touched it. It was the first time I had actually touched one and been that close. It was an amazing sensation and he was enjoying me doing it and telling me how to stroke it. As I looked at it I thought it wasn’t too big and would go into me and not hurt. We kissed a couple of times and as I kissed him I could feel his cock between us and I whispered in his ear I want you to fuck me with that beautiful cock. He said I want YOU more than anything too - lets do it. We got down on the floor not far from the first couple who were still fucking and having a good time it seemed. I got ready and watched him as he got on top of me. I cant remember what I was thinking or feeling I just knew we were going to do it and I was excited and not scarred. The other two were still pashing and as we got down ready to fuck they watched us. She said how do you feel to me. I said I cant wait I am so excited. I pulled my legs back and looked down to my cunt and I saw him kneeling between my legs holding his cock ready to guide it into my cunt. He put it just at the opening and I could not see the top of it as my hair covered it. Then he looked at me and said are you ready. I said I cant wait – do it. I could see his hard cock head disappear into my hair and felt it push its way into my cunt opening. He pushed it straight in and he started to fuck me straight away. Neither of us had any idea of what to expect as we were both 13 and the boys were 14. All I knew about fucking was a few girls talking about it at school and seeing the other two actually doing it. Before I realised what was happening he had poked his cock into my cunt as far as he could go. I realised then it was really hurting. I had felt a stab of pain as he pushed his cock into me. Everything had happened so fast and I had cried out with the pain and told him to take it out. It was like he had shoved a hot poker up my cunt – It was really burning and painful. By then the other couple were doing it and she had the same experience as me, she was even crying it had hurt her so much. Jane the girl who was already doing it stopped and said what we were feeling was normal the first time and in a couple of minutes we wouldn’t feel a thing apart from being fucked. I was bleeding a little bit and he had taken his cock out of me. Jane and her guy stopped and she came over to us and reassured the pair of us that what happened always happens the first time and we would be fine now. The boys had pulled out of us and we could see the blood around our cunts and on their cocks. Tony – Janes guy looked at my cunt and said don’t worry the bleeding has stopped and it will be fine to keep going. You only bleed a little bit. Both Tony and Jane said the first time they did it it was the same and now it just felt great. They assured us we would enjoy it from now on and we said ok and we all started to fuck again. Jane was right it didn't hurt any more and after about 5 minutes of fucking I had relaxed and was enjoying being fucked and now the six of us were really into fucking and talking and joking about it and what it was feeling like. The boys had settled down and were now getting the rhythm right and not coming out of us as often – once they worked out how hard and fast and how far to pull back without pulling their cocks out of us - we were really enjoying ourselves. It was great fun. The six of us were now all fucking together. Jane and Tony got back together and were now really into serious fucking and he started to grunt a bit and sang out he was going to cum, – Jane said pull it out – pull it out - don’t cum inside me. He did what she said and then wanked himself off and he came all over her body, it looked unreal – I had never seen a guy cum before and watching his semen spurt out of his cock and all over her was awesome. It was all over her cunt and tummy. I said to my guy who was now really enjoying himself fucking me – I want you to do the same. I don’t want to get pregnant. He said ok and after another minute I started to cum while he fucked me – it was the most amazing sensation I had ever experienced and I bucked and bounced about as my cunt gave me one of the best orgasms I had ever had so far. I came with his cock still fucking me. My girlfriend also came not long after me and as she did so did her guy and he came inside her. She got a bit upset that he had done it inside her. My guy was the last to finish and he went for another couple of minutes. The others were now watching us. I was working my cunt for him and it didn't take long for him to cum too, and right at the last moment he pulled it out and he started to cum over me without having to pump himself – it just blew out of his cock and I watched as it spurted out down onto my hair and tummy and over my legs. I can remember it felt warm I hadn’t realised that. We all stopped then and we had to clean the cum of us so the three of us girls went to the bathroom to wash their cum off us – I had a good look at his cum on me as I had never seen cum before. Sally the one who had been cum in was a bit worried about him cumming in her and she might get pregnant. Jane asked her a lot of questions about her periods and said she might be ok, you can only get pregnant on certain days of your period cycle. I listened with interest and she told us to look it up on the web and we should get condoms and use them in future. The boys often don’t get their cocks out of you in time. Afterwards we all sat around with the guys and then Tony suggested we swap boys and do it again. We were all nude still but nobody was embarrassed – the boys cocks had gone down and were all soft. After a bit of discussion all three of us girls said OK and we got down and did it with another of the boys. This time we were all talking to each other and trying to decide if it felt better or the same with the other guy. They all had about the same size cocks so we sort of worked out it was a bit different because they had different ways of doing it but it was still good. Tony then said before anybody cums we should swap again and that way all of us would know what it was like fucking different girls. All the girls said ok and didn't hesitate and then the boys all swapped girls and we were all having sex with the third boy. In my case it was Janes guy Tony, he had probably the biggest cock of the three of them but it was not too big to fit in me. Not long after he started to fuck me I came with him as well. He thought I was fantastic as I bucked and squirmed as I came with the pleasure of him rubbing his cock in me and over my clit. I was enjoying him fucking me and hadn’t realised he and I were going to be the last to finish. The other guys had cum like before and squirted over their girl. I was having so much fun and it was really beginning to feel fantastic with Tony. He asked me to turn over and get up on my arms and knees. I didn't hesitate and I must have looked funny like that. He had to push his cock into my cunt from behind and fuck me like that. He called it Doggy. Then when he went back inside me and fucked me like that it felt fantastic, and after a few minutes he was ready to cum as well – this time I was really enjoying being fucked and I felt really great, I didn't want it to finish. Before he had cum I said - do it in me – cum inside me - don’t pull out – I want it inside me. I don’t know why but I really wanted to feel him cum inside me. He didn't hesitate and he filled my cunt with his juicy cock full of cum. Each time he pumped another load of cum into me he groaned with delight and not only did it feel good he sounded like he was really enjoying cumming in me too. Even after he had stopped cumming he kept pumping his cock into me while it was still fairly firm, the both of us were having a ball. It felt even better with his cum in me as he still kept fucking me until his cock slipped out all soft. I sat up and he was standing in front of me with his cock covered in his cum and my cunt juices right in front of my face. I could have eaten it but I had yet to learn sucking a guys cock is another pleasure for both him and me. As he stood there a long string of cum dripped off it and I was completely fascinated with what I was seeing. I had never enjoyed anything so much in my life before. Jane said to me he is good isn’t he – I cant get enough of him. I said he is perfect. Now I know what it is like to be really fucked I want to practice more and more. I may have to ask him for lessons. She laughed and said not without me knowing – he is the best fuck I have had. While I was talking to Jane the others all went to wash themselves. She and I followed after a few minutes and as we cleaned ourselves up the two of us talked about her and Tony and she told me how often they fuck and how many positions they have tried it in. I was fascinated. When Jane and I got back they all wanted to talk about me wanting Tony to cum inside me. They were all asking me questions – why did you do it – what happens if you get pregnant and stuff like that. If you get pregnant it will be Tony’s baby – what about Sue. I said I had listened to Jane when she was telling Jan about it and as my last period had finished only two day earlier I thought I might be safe. As it turned out I was – but I must admit I was a bit worried laying in bed at night fingering myself wondering what would happen if my period didn't come, and how long I would have to wait to see if I were pregnant. It was all over school I had let Jane’s Tony fuck me and cum inside me. The other girls were all asking me how I feel and stuff. It was all over the school in days what the three of us had done and a lot told me I would be pregnant. Fortunately my period arrived on time and I made a great fuss about it telling all the girls who told me I was pregnant that I wasn’t. Some I am sure were disappointed I wasn’t. For those few days I was pretty popular as most of them thought you automatically got pregnant if he came inside you. Then they all wanted to know about safe days and stuff. I had looked up the web and there is a lot there so I could tell them some things, but I always said it was still dangerous. From then on I had let my guy fuck me as often as he wanted to. I even asked him to fuck me a few times as well that month. We always used a condom and he didn't hesitate – he said he enjoyed the two of us fucking so much he was more than happy to use one – we used a whole pack of 12 that first month and even used a few twice if we did it two or three times that day. The two of us fucked each other eight times on one day – we were both so horny we just couldn’t stop doing it. We used only two condoms that day and washed them out each time he came in one. I have never enjoyed anything so much in my life as fucking and playing together in the nude. We never had clothes on all day and we just did it any time we felt like it. Even after fucking me eight times he still had cum in him and spurted every time. We did it in so many different positions and had huge fun trying different ways of fucking each other. I like it when I was on top of him too. Just as I was finishing telling her my story – Kenny arrived. He is my current boy and he was a bit pissed off when he saw my friend there. He believed he was coming over for sex with me. I explained what I had in mind for him. He wasn’t disappointed and when he left he left with a smile. If you want to hear that story leave me a comment.

The Teacher

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The Teacher By: Chocolatlover © The actuall name was changed to protect the Lady-Teacher's privacy It happened long before I was 20 and it was the beginning of summer. Although I was no longer “wet behind the ears”, but not guaranteed dry. At least not dry enough for Mary. I had just separated from my 4 years older girlfriend Jutta, whom was 20 at the time, after I found her diary by chance when I was cleaning. Oh my, did we have a crazy time. I had never seen a diary before, left alone led one myself.

So I was curious and opened the last pages, just to find out what she was thinking about me. I leafed through in shock, more and more backwards, only to find out that I was not alone, apart from the fact that all the other were GI's. I met Jutta beginning of A

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pril 1976 when I was just 16.5 years old in a Beer parlor in Frankfurt where I had a temporary job as a waiter. I got the position because I looked like 5-6 years older than I actually was. Damned Heroin. Back then in group-home where I was living at the time, I was beaten to it the group member’s. I guess it is called peer pressure. - Well, I would say that it was the reinsurance practice of another group member, belonging to the youth home, who was running from within his drug market with Hashish, Heroin, and Speed. He had all of us 7 Boys, 15 to 21 years brought onto the needle, with brute force when needed, as insurance not to be betrayed by us to caretakers/educators, or even the police. Which we did not, because of our dependence on him, to supply us with more drugs. I ran off when he discovered that I only pretended to inject the poison into my arms, with the consequence that I was fixed up again in the middle of the night by his “Gang”. My flight ended in Frankfurt and of course the night’s were too cold by the end of October. I started hanging out in Bars until I finally got stuck as a waiter at the "Old Smuggler".

When I met Jutta, it somehow sparked between us and after her third or even fourth visit and she waited until to 4.am (closing time) and took me to her apartment in Offenbach. At the Bus stop, she was quite pushy and did not rest until I stopped to block her. She said that by this time at a Sunday morning, there was no way that someone was up and outside and stuffed my raging hard on in her throat. O my God. Never before had I met such a Sex-crazed Girl. She actually managed to suck the last drop out of me and lift my zipper just in time before the Bus came around the corner. The rest is history. For the next three days we only rose from the bed to eat, steal food and cigarettes, to smoke hashish or go at again, even in the Bathroom. But even there, we hurried to get into the tub or shower. One of her Kitchen Chairs, not considering our combined weight, collapsed and it was only by luck that we survived the break without a scratch. Otherwise, we were permanently access at it, just as the proverbial rabbits. Then I had my wake up call. Jutta was constantly horny, simply, because 5 years earlier, her mother had forced here to hide with the Grandparents in northern Germany because of an unplanned pregnancy. "The shame, the shame.... And all of town knows that the father is a notorious criminal." Jutta was forced with death threats by her own mother, to release her Son immediately after birth for adoption, before she would be allowed to come back to Offenbach. In the two months that I was with her, she and been out alone for several times, staying for the night. And she got naked with the others, as she wrote in her diary, each time with the final note: "I hope I got pregnant this time." That was it; – By, by Jutta. There I was. Alone again - but thank God, I also had my old job back, in order not to lose my own apartment.

One Sunday morning about 5-6 weeks later at a tram stop at the Frankfurt Fairs was a very good looking woman, I guessed her to be early to middle thirties and about 5’7” tall. As it turned out, she was just one year younger than my Mother who was then 35 years old, or shall I better say young? She was apparently a bit anxious. Normally, I walked home after work. But I knew that the area we were at was not exactly the safest. So I decided to wait for the first Tram and engaged the woman in a conversation to calm her down. She confessed that a few friends had left her in a “Trattoria“, without telling her that they were leaving while she was at the bathroom. We still had to wait about another 40 minutes until the arrival of the first Trolley car. She asked me what young man like me, was doing here so early on a Saturday morning. I said that I just had gotten off from work an hour before and had gone to a nearby “Restaurant” for a snack. Because of my Slang she noticed that I was from “out of town” and wanted to know what had leaded me to move into the big City. By then the first tram had arrived and we hopped on. During the ride, I told her a little bit of me, my life in the home and my job as a waiter. Some when during the trip, I offered her to bring here home before I would go home myself. She accepted my offer. Of course I said nothing of Heroin since I was clean again, anyway. Not a single injection in the last 5 months. She then began to tell about herself and her husband whom she had hardly seen for 18 months. Yes, he called her every couple of days from Egypt, where he worked as a structural engineer at the Aswan Dam. Yes, his company paid for a ticket every two months for one week of paid home leave. But every time his ailing mother was more important and wanted to have nothing to do with her daughter in law, because she surely was not good enough for “her Boy”. Finally we got off of the Tram in Ginheim, almost right in front of the Building where she lived in a two bedroom apartment; all by herself.

I said goodbye, ready to take the next Tram back to Bockenhein, but as she opened the front door, she called me back and asked me if I would please come upstairs for a coffee, because she had long ceased to talk with someone so well. It happened as it came. We both were, in spite of the coffee, pretty tired and she offered me to sleep in the huge bed next to her, because she did not want to be alone. Despite our tiredness, we were still talking into the late morning, but a little later we both fell asleep. Half asleep, I realized at some point in the middle of the “night” we had snuggled up together in our sleep, and the sweet scent of her brown Hare tickled me in the nose, waking me up entirely. I turned to lay on back and she snuggled into my arm like a little girl, who was looking for protection against whatever. The fact that the left of her 36C breasts was freed from her nightgown led to that my “little guy”, was not so not so small anymore and my excitement and my “little guy” grew more and more with every second. I could not help but to rub my 6.5’ cock, while I gently caressed her nipple with my left. This caused it to stiffen, and I rubbed and twirled it with tender pressure of my fingertips while I jerked my rod more quickly. Maria suddenly stirred and pressed my hand away, only to replace it with her own gentle fingers. Slowly and very gently, she increased my pleasure feelings until I confessed to her that I was going to explode very soon if she wouldn’t stop. She smiled at me and said, “I bet you won’t", and got up to take off her nightgown and panties. I lay there with pain in my balls and dick.

I was trembling with arousal but was prohibited by her to continue by myself. Finally, Mary came back into bed and snuggled her beautifully shaped and feminine, warm body against my rather slight build. Suddenly her hand was lying on my honker again, while she leaned over and kissed me tenderly and longingly at the same time on my Lips. She kissed me on my Eyes ... my Cheeks...., Forehead....., Shoulders......, Nipples......., across my stomach, down to my hard-on which she finally swallowed. She continued the hike of her tender to lips to suck my balls oh so softly and tickled them with her tongue before she returned to my lips. While our tongues entwined in love, she sat down over me, directing my poker to her entrance and sat slowly down on me, impaling herself with a gentle moan on my raging hard on. Slowly she began to move up and down, straight up, as far that my stiff Bolt almost lost contact before returning down on him. Her narrow Hole caressed my hot rod and suddenly I felt a rhythmic pressure, exerted on my Rod with the help of her love tunnel. I couldn’t stand it any more and wanted to start like a horny Rabit. But Maria was apparently angry with me and pressed me onto her bed with the weight of her body and I was condemned to immobility. Then she said in a husky but tender voice: “Hush, - lay still, stop and try to enjoy it as best you can. When you shove it in so wild, you will only hurt me. Slow down until I've gotten used to your size. Then, if you still want to, you can be a little faster, but be careful what you do”. It was just wonderful to LOVE her. Jutta?... With her, it was just wild, unrestrained and egoistic sex for purpose. But this??... Mary??... Indescribable, simply indescribable. She asked me to watch for her reaction to my actions, for it would show me whether she feel comfortable or not. As soon as I did as I was told, I realized how wonderful sex; No, erotic passion could be. I enjoyed to slowly and deeply enter into her. Then, sudden and unexpectedly, I hammered her Pussy with short, quick but not too deep strokes, only to fall back into a slow and gentle rhythm. And all this just to see, and hear, how well she did under my treatment. Finally I felt an almost sadistic pleasure to delay her orgasm, or better yet, to add one more while I kept myself under control as to not come to soon.

Suddenly I was struck with fear. Tears ran down her beautiful but fairly restrained face while she was whimpering. I wanted to pull out and off from her, but immediately, she grabbed me with her legs and cried, " Nooo…, don’t stop…, please don’t stop now…, go on, solid, solid, solid, Ohhhhh… Thomas" and her vaginal walls gripped around my boner. She threw her arms about my neck, increasing the pressure of her legs around my waist, and clung to me, while her hips seemingly developed a live on their own. Now I knew that all was well, and within 20-30 powerful strokes, I emptied myself deep into my quivering, whimpering Lust bundle, screaming out my pleasure. We fell asleep immediately almost and woke up until the next morning. While Mary was curled onto me, I began to kiss her gently awake. I did this by kissing her angelic face over and over with delicate Kisses until she opened her eyes. Then my lips began their affectionate journey, down to her soft, yet firm breasts where I sucked at her Blackberry sized nipples, which ran a comfortable shiver over her body and brought a lustful moan from her lips, as I was going on further down across her tummy until I reached her clitoris. From there on she was lost. Under my sucking lips, I found her pleasure pearl with the tip of my tongue, which I caressed affectionately. First hard, now slow and then fast and persistent. Her hips rose to meet my face as I patted on the dot, to which she responded with throaty gargling noises, punctuated with sharp silent shrieks, comforting yet full of screaming delight. Finally she begged me to stop.

I did not stop immediately but ran my caressing tongue and sucking lips lighter and softer, softer and lighter along and across over her labia and the clitoris which caused her to weep loudly in pleasure and finally she stammered “stop, I can’t take it no more”, while her fingers clenched my hair to hold my head still until I stopped. Finally I grabbed her hands and pushed them away from my head because I could hardly breathe. Finally free from her grip, I lay down beside her and began stroking her gently with my fingertips. In soothing shivers, she rolled away from me and onto her stomach. I took advantage of this opportunity to sit on her well rounded bud and gave her a good massage which she obviously enjoyed. Eventually I slid down on her while my hands massaged her thighs, right up to her gorgeous ass, where I – oops; slipped and penetrated with my fingers into her sopping wet Pussy. Relishing, she raised her pelvis up, higher and higher, so I could massage her little nub too, until she was on her knees. Her ass was sticking in the air as she moaned softly and contentedly under my increasing pussy massage. Eventually, the sight was too much for me, as it would have been for any other man. My Lust-bolt was more than ready. When I knelt down behind her and my Lance touched her lips, I got to meet Mary's ass as soon as she felt the tip of my Penis against her entrance. It was as though her wet tunnel wanted to suck me in, as Mary began to ram herself onto my Boner, hot and demanding. Finally we found our rhythm and began a dance of the senses. In Variation of the depth, speed and the angle of my intrusion, according as I felt that it was necessary, I reinforced Mary's feelings of pleasure. Finally she began to whimper and again, emitting these throaty, gargling noises that told me that she was about to climax. Suddenly her Pussy walls began to clench my Rod very hard; not that it hurt, it just felt so much tighter then before. I increased my speed which made it tougher to penetrate her and little sharp cries of pleasure filled the room, which excited me all the more so that I could scarcely control myself any longer. Finally I exploded deep inside her hole which my seed filled in several powerful thrusts as I pressed myself deep inside her. She was crying of pleasure and howling with lust before she fainted and collapsed.

It even happened to me and finally I passed out too. I just so managed to slump to one side, so I would not fall on top of her. Due to negative circumstances, we had only this one weekend, the best and most instructive weekend of my life, and I’m now almost 50 year old. Maria was my teacher and I owe her forever gratitude for what she has taught me. She has taught me, that to receive the joy, it is absolutely important to give pleasure too, not only in sexual terms but also in the rest of life, every relationship must not only exist intellectually but also bodily in harmony in order to prevail. I have known some women in my life, including some from Africa. Three Circumcised and others were up to 12 years older than myself, even if you could see it only on their birth certificate, and some say THANKS to me today, only because I they have given them their first or best orgasm of her life, because I taught them how beautiful bodily love and unison can be. At least those with whom I still am in contact. Then I just tell them about a small but real and very important event of my life’s past. Myself, I just say; Thank you Mary

Treated Like a Dog Part 4

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After hugging her parents, Melissa was pulled away by several of the guys judging who congratulated her and asked if she wanted to fuck.  A couple of them were cute, so she agreed to spread her legs. The "dog show" was pretty much over, the more disobedient girls being led away for punishment.  Brian was off fucking some other girls and did not seem to mind.  A lot of thoughts were racing through her head.  After the first two guys, she had pretty much gotten sore and was dripping their cum out of her pussy.  She found a spot to sit and lean down and lick it out.  Her parents came down  and sat next to her.

 "So, you knew about all this?" she asked, still happy but confused.  She soon learned that her parents had gon

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e to the school out of concern that her gymnastics regimen was interfering with her sexual development.  Her parents were upset that she might be sexually inhibited.  The school had claimed that they were not responsible for her sexual well-being, and that that was something they would have to figure out.  Brian had approached them with the offer to train her with what he called an "obedience" program.  He had said that when he finished with her, she would not be at all inhibited.  When they asked how they would know for sure, he had told them about the dog show, and that he would get her to where she would be comfortable naked and exposing herself for others, and even have sex openly.  They were nervous about the proposal but knew no other alternatives.  She arranged with Brian to have her abducted and trained, telling the school that she had been injured during her training and would return to school after she had recovered.  Melissa was a bit shocked that her parents would willingly let their daughter be kidnapped and raped, but she was also very thankful they had.  It had been scary at times and she had been beaten and treated like a dog, but she found that now she found it a turn-on to be treated that way.

"Can I still see him now?" she asked, referring to Brian.  "Of course, dear," her mother said, "as long as you keep up in school."  One thing Melissa knew was now she was Brian's dog and she would be loyal to him byremaining with him. She could go to school and do her homework at her parents' house, but at night she would continue to run around naked, shit in the yard, and be told how much of a good girl she was and be fucked by her master.

She ran over to Brian to tell him but stopped when she saw the look in his eye.  He pointed to her parents and told her to go with them,that she was trained now.  Her heart sank.  

Wrapping her in a coat, her parents drove her home.  She sat pouting in the car all the way there.  She had been fucked and thrown away.  They pulled into the driveway and she got out.  Her parents unlocked the collar and she  ran up the stairs, throwing the coat off and running into her room.

She was still naked and sat crying there when her brother came in.  He did not seem to mind that she was naked.  She told him about how she had been treated and how she didn't have a master now.  Her brother was 21 and visiting home on break from college.  He leaned over and kissed her neck.  "You know, I've always wanted a dog."

That made her  sit up and feel happy.  She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled her into him, wrapping her legs around his body.  She pulled him onto the bed and kissed him.  He quickly began pulling his clothes off and she saw that his cock had grown stiff and was enormous.  She yapped playfully as he slid it into her and started fucking her.

 

Tasha and I at the Gloryhole Party 3

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Tasha and I at the Gloryhole Party 3

by Mr.King

Well, after the last two parties I decided that I wanted to

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expand things a bit, so I told my outstanding girlfriend Tasha of a couple of my fantasies to see what she would make out of them.  It turns out that her mind is even dirtier than I thought and I love it..

She had told me that we had a very long day ahead of us, so to get plenty of sleep..  I was as excited as a kid at Christmas, but I did my best to get a little sleep.

The next day I woke up bright and early and Tasha said that we had to go ahead and prepare the day's events.  Already awake were my mom, step-dad, and Jenni, my 16 year old sister.  It turns out they were all going to be involved in today's fun.

Tasha loaded us all into our van and headed out.  We drove for just a bit and ended up at the local baseball diamonds.  I wasn't 100% sure where she was going with this, but I trusted that she was going to make it all worth while, so we got out and followed her.

She led us to the biggest of the mensrooms in the whole complex, right in the middle of several large baseball diamonds all clustered together.  She pointed to a stall about half-way down the line.  When we opened it, there were the oh so familiar hooks and straps along with a hole on each side of the stall looking into the next stall.  We let my step-dad choose the two women's fate.  He told my mom to get her mouth up against that hole and prepare to be throated.  He then told Jenni that her little cunt was going to be open for business today.  Each of the women took their place without any other conversation.  We strapped them in and closed the stall door.  They knew they were to stay there until we came for them.

My step-dad was curious why he was with us if there were only two holes.  Tasha told him that he was the recruiter.  We couldn't count on just dumb luck to get their holes filled all day.  He would have to nudge some people in the right direction.  He was on board.  He liked the dirtyness of everything, and was glad it wasn't his holes for a change.  He even took the first position and fucked my mom's throat hard and fast.  I thought mom would pass out from that kind of a ramming.  He was really making sure that she knew what was ahead of her.  Just before he was ready to cum, he pulled out and you could hear mom gasping for air as he quickly changed booths and shot his load all over Jenni's available little cunt.  He was really ready to put on a show!  Her little bald cunny was now oozing with fresh cum.  It was really hot.  Even Tasha got pretty worked up and walked over to Mom's hole for a moment and leaned her juices cunt up against Mom's waiting tongue.  After a little bit of stimulation, she pulled away, savoring the frustration.

As the three of us were walking out of the mensroom we started to see some cars pull into the lot.  Perfect timing.  And as we walked towards the van we noticed people putting out signs saying "All-State Baseball Tournament".  Tasha had evidently known all along, but didn't bother to tell us until now.  There will be thousands of people here today, and even though there is more than one restroom, the one they're in is the main one, in the center of everything.  Who knows how many cocks they'll have inside them, even without my step-dad's help.

So Tasha and I leave my step-dad to begin his recruiting as we drive off for a nice breakfast.  We enjoy the nice calm morning, the whole time trying to put our minds off of what's happening to my mom and sister and just enjoying eachother's company.

After about an hour and a half, we've finished our breakfast, grabbed a shower, and we're headed back to watch a little baseball.

We head back to the diamonds and we see my step-dad standing outside of the door to the mensroom.  We watch for a moment as most every guy that walks by, he mentions the "Great free sex in the stall".  Some guys look at him in disgust, and some guys make a b-line for the stalls.  He tells them there's one available on each side and to help themselves as many times as they'd like.  If they ask who's in there, he tells them it's his hot girlfriend working out her cum fixation.  They have no idea that there's a 52 year old woman's throat on one side, and a 13 year old girl's hot little cunt on the other, but honestly, with an offer like that, who's gonna question it?

Since the people are flowing in nicely, I go in to check our progress.  Tasha has to stay outside since, after all, it IS a mensroom.  So I go in and slide into the one available stall.  I can hear my mother getting her throat absolutely abused, hearing the gagging and gurggling coming from the other wall, and in front of me is my sister's now well used little cunt.  It's got just a little bit of a gape to it and is slowly leaking cum.  It's a nice sight.  And to think, no one has a clue that the cunt they were just fucking is easily young enough to be their own daughter.  Hell, maybe they're fantasizing that it IS their own daughter..

Well, I was quite pleased with the progress so early in the day, Jenni's little girl cunt looked fantastic.  I heard a couple large gags and then a gulp or two, then the far stall door open, so I figured I'd take this chance and check on Mom's progress.  When I checked in on her, already her lips had a nice slimy coating of cum around them and they were a little puffy.  Turns out the baseball parents really like to fuck a face nice and hard.  I almost felt bad for her that she was showing those signs this early in the day, but really, if she didn't want it she wouldn't have got on her knees like a good whore when I was strapping her in.  I love my mom..

I took a moment to pop out my already hard cock and jam it down her throat.  Of course she didn't know it was me, but I was ok with that, she was going to take my cock just like any stranger's.  I wasn't going to take the full time to cum, I just wanted to enjoy making her choke me down for a moment.

I pulled out and let her catch her breath, then I exited the stall.  As I was walking out I passed a guy washing his hands and told him about the stalls.  I told him a nice tight cunt on the left, and a deep throat on the right.  He opted for a nice piece of pussy.  I can't say I blame 'em.

I left the bathroom and rejoined Tasha at my step-dad.  We told him to continue his good work and we were going to go watch a game or two.  He smiled and said "Gladly" and we were off to take in a little baseball.

After a while of watching we were getting a little bored, so we figured we'd check in again.  We walked passed my step-dad and he gave us an all-clear sign, so we quickly walked passed him and Tasha joined me hurrying into the restroom and into the stall with Mom and Jenni.  Jenni had obviously been crying and I was a little curious as to why, so I snuck out of our stall and into the connecting stall to see that someone had stretched her pussy nice and wide with a cock that was probably much bigger than she'd ever taken before, and she was overloaded with cum.  There was a lot of jizz rolling out of her little-kid pussy and down the wall.  I took two fingers of it back into the common-stall with me.  Once I was in there I pulled Mom's ass up, coated her asshole with the two-fingers of cum, and told my little sister to eat it.  She immediately forgot what she was crying about and dove right in.  Mom started to moan a bit, so I'm sure she was liking the attention.  Tasha even reached down below and started to finger Mom's clit a bit, really working her while Jenni had her tongue planted in her ass.  There was a lot of moaning, and it was getting louder and louder until all of the sudden her back arched and she made a gulping sound and the moaning stopped.

It turns out we picked a good time to check in on her.  She was getting a nice big cock in her throat while we were in the stall with her.  I decided to mess with her a bit while she was getting forcefully throat fucked and I knew she couldn't resist.  I took the opportunity to push not one, but three fingers straight into her ass in one hard thrust.  They had the leftover saliva and cum to help lube them, but it was still a lot of finger for not having warmed her ass up at all.  She moaned so loud that it probably would have been a squeal if she didn't have a throat full of hard cock.  She definitely wasn't ready for the invasion of her asshole, but I was three fingers in and she was gonna take it.  I looked over while I pushed in deep and Jenni was smiling really big at the filling of our mom's ass.  He thought it was pretty funny.  I told her that for laughing at Mom's discomfort, I was going to have to make her do a little extra work.  With that I took my cock out, jammed it into Mom's asshole in place of my fingers, also causing a muffeled moan, and then quickly jerked it out and shoved it so far into my kid sister's mouth that her nose was somewhat pushed to the side.  She started to put her hands up to back off a bit, but Tasha grabbed her hands while I continued to hold my cock in place very firmly.  Her eyes teared up has she was held in place to be my fuck toy for the moment.  I knew her breathing was blocked off for the moment, and I was pretty ok with that.

I held myself in there as she grunted and tried to free herself until eventually she slowly went to sleep.  Well, let me tell ya, there's nothing quite as hot as knowing that when she wakes back up, it will probably be due to a large cock hammering itself into her tiny little cunt.

Tasha just smiled at me.  God I love that girl.  She took one quick swiping lick of my Mom's stretched asshole, and we were heading back out.  A quick look to make sure the coast was clear and we were off for more baseball.

We had caught the next game right from the start.  It was a great game.  Lost of very impressive fielding as well as hitting.  This must be the teams in the finals.  The game actually was so exciting that it went into extra innings.  Not because they were low scoring, but because they went run for run for several passed the ninth.

So after 13 innings of probably some of the best baseball I've ever seen, it was getting pretty late and people were heading home.  There were several the stopped by the restroom on their way out, and we noticed that some took a very long time to come back out.  My step-dad seemed to have done his job quite well.

After everyone has left, and it's pretty much just the three of us milling around the park with our two lovely ladies inside, we decide to go release them from their bindings and congratulate them on a job well done.  As we head for the stall door, we decide the my step-dad deserves one more shot at the ladies, so we tell him that if he'd like, he can have one more turn before they get unbound, or if he thinks they've had enough for the day, then we'll just unlock them.

Well, in true form he decides to go have one more shot at my sister.  Keep in mind that even after a long day of getting used and abused by countless strangers she still IS a 13 year old girl, and his step-daughter to boot.  Well, we watch as he pulls out his big cock, lines it up, and plows it into her bright red cunt with no mercy.  He's been built up from having to wait outside all day and he was going to give it to her pussy with some force.  Well, the good news for her is that he's been built up for so long that he cums fairly quickly, pushing his fuck juice into the mixture that's already filling up her tiny little cunt.

At this point we decide they've done their job for today and we unbind them from the stall walls.  Mom's gloryhole is a mess with a puddle of cum on the floor from the few guys that didn't use the back of her throat as a cum receptical.  Her lips are bright red and very swollen.  She was obviously taking some very rough face fuckings.  It was very sexy.

We unhooked Jenni and brought her out and she was unable to stand for the moment, so we let her stay down on all fours for the time being.  Letting her legs regain a bit of movement.  At this time, I decided to turn the tables a bit.  I wrapped a quick t-shirt blindfold around my step-dad and told him to lay on the ground.  For his help for the day I was gonna let him eat Tasha's beautiful little cunt.  I told him that she was so turned on that it would be dripping with hot girl-cum for his tastebuds.

Once he was in position, laid out on the ground, with a big smile on his face, I changed it up a bit.  I had Jenni crawl over to him and straddle his face.  I reached down and grabbed the t-shit off his eyes just as she sat up, emptying all the collected cum out of her stretched open cunt and straight onto his extended tongue.  Then, in one swift movement, she sank down and pushed her swollen little pussy lips onto his face.  We told her that he was the last one to fuck her little aching pussy and she took the cue and ground on his face pretty hard, forcing him to swallow all that cum as well as her pussy juices that she was pushing into him.  It hit him very quick that his was the last load of cum deposited in her and he wasn't real happy about that, but we told him he should have been nicer to his little step-daughter's pussy.

After all the fun of watching him squirm as she ground onto him for a couple minutes was over, we were all going to clean up our various parts and get dressed, but it was late, and it was just us in the park, so we figured fuck it, and just walked to the car in various states of cum-covered nudity.

And in case you've ever wondered: Yes, it is very hard to get that much cum off car apolstry.

From Girl sex to Guy Sex

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I lost my virginity to a guy 18 who I was completely infatuated with. I would have done anything to have him be my boyfriend, and I did. I was 2 years younger. After the first time he took me out he said he loved me and said he wanted to show me how much. He said if I let him sleep with me that was the way to show I loved him and as he loved me it would prove we loved each other. I had no idea what I was doing really but I didn’t question him. The first time he did it to me it hurt and I didn’t really enjoy it. After that it didn’t hurt but it didn’t feel anything like as good as he said it did while he fucked me while he actually had his cock inside me but I did it with him and he always said it felt great. This made me feel happy that he was enjoying being wi
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th me. It made me look big in the eyes of my girlfriends who couldn’t believe I actually let him fuck me. I was the centre of attention as they all wanted to know what we did and how it felt and all that stuff. He did it to me in different ways and they couldn’t believe I let him. After a few weeks his friends began to tease him about fucking me because I was so young and had no boobs and didn’t really look sexy. He dumped me. I was heartbroken and swore never to let a man do that to me ever again. I began a secret lesbian affair with another girl my age about 6 months later. We were together one night at a sleepover and she fondled me between the legs in bed. I had begun masturbating quite often so I let her as I liked it when it was somebody else doing it to me. When I was cumming I kissed her and from then on we did everything together and we began to have sex together and even did oral sex on each other which we both loved. We were together for over a year and did everything together and had sex a few times every week and really enjoyed ourselves being naked together and doing everything we could imagine to each other – we even got ourselves a double ended dildo and fucked ourselves. We had often fucked each other using our own dildos and the double one let us do it together. When I was 16, our bodies had developed and boys began taking a lot of interest in the both of us. Many of them knew we were girl lovers as we were always together and we really didn’t mind people knowing we were lesbians. We learned later that there was a challenge between a few of the boys to see who would be the first one to get us on a date and to fuck us. Jane and I decided one night that we would go out with two of them on a double date. We didn’t know about the challenge then. We planned to tease them a bit and worked out what we would do, and decided we wouldn’t let them fuck us the first time but see how long we could delay the inevitable. Jane had also had sex when she was 12 I learned. Her 14yo brother had shown her how to masturbate and then talked her into sex. She let him fuck quite a few times because she really didn’t know what she was doing, but she liked it. She didn’t know how wrong incest was. She didn’t have periods then and she was lucky not to get pregnant. Their mother caught the two of then having sex together one night and when she said she liked him doing it, her mother explained to her how wrong it was and made the two of them stop. After that she said she asked him a few times and were very careful not to get caught or let him cum inside her. We went out about with these boys three times and every time we let them go a little bit further, Kissing the first time, touching our breasts on the outside the second and inside on the third. On the next date Jane and I decided we would try and touch them on the cock and if possible get it out and masturbate them. We both knew we would eventually would let them fuck us but we were playing games with them and wanted to see how long we could make them last. We were not true lesbians we just enjoyed the sex bit together and never really hated boys. The next date we had the four of us were in one of their cars and I was on the back seat with my guy and we had decided not to wear pants under our skirts. We had both decided we would try and play with their cocks and let them feel our tits and take our bras off if they wanted to. Both of us have good tits about 35 or 36c. They are firm and with good uplift and the nipples stand out on the tip of them. We all went to a local secluded park where we knew we would not be seen. We began to kiss and it didn’t take both of them long to touch our tits and we didn’t stop them when they slipped their hands down our fronts and then undid our bras and when he did it to me I slipped my top off and was topless. Jane and her guy didn’t take long to do the same. Then I felt for his cock and it was hard in his pants and I began to kiss him hard and as I did I unzipped his fly and pulled his cock out. He did everything he could to make it easy for me, and slipped his pants off. I said to Jane look what I have. Then the two of them looked over and saw me stroking his beautiful hard cock with my hand. Jane’s boy immediately took his pants down and Jane was giggling as she fondled his cock. She had not felt an uncircumcised cock before and was fascinated with the way the skin covered the top of it and then my guy slipped his pants off too. My guy had been cut like the guy who fucked me years ago. It became a game between the four of us and it didn’t take long for all four of us to be naked in the car. As they sucked our nipples, we played with their cocks and balls and they fingered us. It became a real orgy of hand sex. He knew exactly where to touch my G spot and clit and I didn’t take long to cum as he was very good at it. Jane had to help her guy do it the way she liked it. He had done it before but had never got a girl to cum we learned. After we had both cum we concentrated on the boys and gave them hand jobs. I loved the feel of his cock in my hand and stroked it slowly and then fast and he loved it. I played with it for a while before he wanted to cum. They had never had anybody else hand job them before and it was fascinating watching them enjoy it. When my guy was ready to cum I just went hard on him and worked him off. His cum spurted everywhere and went all over him and me too. Janes guy started about a minute after mine and he was so loud as his spurted all over the two of them as well. We listened to him moan and groan each time he spurted. It was fantastic knowing I could do it and make him cum. It was also the first time I had ever had cum on me. The first guy who fucked me always did it inside me in a condom so I never got to see it. After that we all had to get out of the car to clean their cum off the four of us. Near where we were parked there was a tap so we used that to clean the cum off us and wash the guys cocks. The cold water made their cocks soft and shrink, and we had not seen them soft before and they looked funny, just hanging down. Their cum had gone everywhere and it was all over us. I got his underpants and helped my guy clean himself up then he did it for me. Jane and her guy were finished first and went back to the car. I stayed with my guy and we stood there kissing for a while and his cock got hard almost immediately and I fondled it for him.Then I said do you think you could fuck me. He said are you sure - and I said more than anything – I want you to do it to me. He asked if I had done it before and I told him I had a couple of years ago, but not since. He said he really would like to do it with me and said he had condoms in his pants and said wait here and I will get them. While he was away I noticed a picnic table nearby and when he came back he had a blanket but I said lets do it on the table and he didn’t hesitate and we went over to the table. He put the blanket on the table for me to lay on. He said Jane and her guy were still pashing away in the car. We talked about fucking and I asked him had he done it before and he said the first time was with a girl who let a number of guys gang bang her one night. He was the third to do it to her and it was pretty awful, doing it after the other two had cum in her. On another occasion he and a girl tried to do it standing up but it was not much good. They were in her bedroom and once he got his cock into her she got frightened and thought her mother would find them doing it and he never got to cum. I said lets hope I am better than them. We didn’t hesitate and I got up on the table – we were still both naked - and he put the condom on and he got ready to fuck me. He said you really look beautiful naked . Before he put his cock into me he had a good look and feel of my cunt. I shave most of the hair off it because Jane and I often had oral sex on each other and it always felt better with no hair on your vagina both for me and her. He asked if Jane was like that too. I said yes and I told him why. He said have you have done that to each other a lot. I said yes. I love it and so does Jane. He said I have never done that before. I said would you like to do that first or fuck me first. He said I want to fuck first – I don’t know if I could do that – I would have to think about it. I said there is plenty of time. I spread my legs and he got up and in between them. There was enough moon light that I could see his cock all hard and pointing straight out – it looked wonderful. I was sure I would like what we were going to do. He said are you ready. I told him to put it in – I really want it. He put his cock against my cunt lips and then he guided his cock into me and as it went in I could feel my cunt gripping his cock tightly – I was pretty wet and it slid in fairly easily but it was tight. I hadn’t considered how big it was before but it felt wonderful as it filled my cunt and slipped down deep inside me. I could feel it going all the way in and when he finally had it right up as far as it would go he lay down on top of me and we kissed. I guess his cock was about 7 inches long and pretty thick. It felt great inside me. The sensation of his lips on mine and his tongue in my mouth like his cock in my cunt was almost enough to make me cum right then but I just lay there and let him do what he wanted with me. He asked me if I was ok. I said I am on seventh heaven – I have never enjoyed anything like this before. He said you are not a virgin what was it like before. I said I was pretty young and didn’t know much about fucking – it has only been since Jane and I have been having sex together that we really found out how good sex can be. He said I couldn’t imagine having sex with another boy what is it like between two girls. I said we really enjoy it and we do lots of things but it never feels as good as it is now. Your cock is fantastic and it has been so long since I have been fucked by a boy I had forgotten a lot of what it feels like but I could do it with you all the time. Your cock feel wonderful up inside me. He said your cunt is all warm and wet and tight too. I have never enjoyed a fuck like this before its wonderful. Its amazing we are in the open air and I am not cold - are you? I said I am as hot as blazers – sexy hot - if its cold I cant feel it – I can just feel your warm naked skin against me and your great cock up inside me. Then he leaned down and sucked on a hard nipple as he fucked me and I thought I would cum immediately – the sensation was amazing; Jane and I have sucked each other nipples while we fingered each other off but this felt so much better. His cock was giving my cunt and clit wonderful sensations at the same time. I told him to bit my nipple with his teeth and he did gently and then I said harder and then harder again until there was a little bit of pain which gave me a real buzz right through my body. His teeth were biting into my nipple and I could feel the sensation going right down through my cervix and clit. It was like an electric current going through me and it felt absolutely awesome and I was groaning with delight. He asked me if he was hurting me as I was grunting each time he pushed his cock deep up into me as this gave me even stronger feelings in my clit. I was pushing my cunt up to meet his every thrust now and the two of us were fucking madly and he still had my nipple in his teeth. Because I was moving so much his teeth actually broke the skin around my nipple and when he released it there was little bit of blood around the areola He then got up on his arms and he began to fuck me like I have never been fucked before. My body was aching with desire now – he had me turned right on and my whole body was alive and experiencing sensations like I had never had before. He really knew how to make me feel good and I could feel his cock slipping up and down in my cunt and there were times he actually hit my clit with the head of it and that made me really sexy. This felt so much better than my previous times. His cock was not huge but it was absolutely perfect for my cunt. I was doing it now because I wanted to and to really appreciate the sensation he was making inside me. When my first guy fucked me I just did it because he wanted to and when he came that was the end of it. When he did it I just lay there and looked at the expression on his face as he tried hard to cum. I knew he was enjoying fucking me but I never came with him. Since Jane and I have been having sex together I had learned more about sex than I had thought possible and I really enjoyed what the two of us did together having sex. As I had experienced so much sexual pleasure with Jane I was not scarred or worried about anything he was doing to me. Having his cock inside me was the best sensation I have ever had – it felt even better than when Jane and I have sex with our dildo. As he fucked me I touched my nipples, even the one he had bitten was a bit sore but I loved the sensation, they were still really touchy and it made me feel even better and he saw me and said I gather you are enjoying this. I said it is the best thing I have ever done or had done to me – you are really good at it. I cant believe you have only done it twice before. He said I watch a few porn shows and I can see when girl enjoys it and I try and copy what the guy is doing – I am glad you are enjoying it. We fucked for about 10 minutes and we didn’t say much as we were both really enjoying what we were doing together. I was trying to make it good for him as well as myself. I also played with his nipples which he liked – when Jane and I fucked each other with the dildo we played with each others nipples as we both liked the sensation. I didn’t know if he would. He said that is the first time anybody has done that to me – I have never had my nipples played with before but it feels great – it was more or less a natural reaction for me. I was getting worked up and I think he noticed I was moving my legs and hips and pushing myself up as his cock went into me to get the maximum penetration – every now and again he hit my cervix with his cock head and I knew that afterwards I would be a bit sore as I had done the same thing when I masturbate with my dildo. He said how are you going? – I am going to cum soon. I said I am almost there keep it going – keep it going – fuck me a bit faster and harder, really give me the best your cock can do. Then he really started to fuck me hard – I could feel him really pounding my cunt and his cock was hard and working me right up to a great orgasm. He was sweating and it was dripping off his chin onto my tits and it felt awesome and then he said I am going to cum OH SHIT…….. OH SHIT I AM CUMMING ……….. FUCKING HELL THIS IS AMAZING …….. I AM CUMMING, I’ CUMMING FUCKING HELL………. THIS IS SOOOOOO GOOD he said as he pumped his semen into my body or more correctly into the condom. As soon as he started I started to cum too. I was moaning like the whores on the porn sites – FUCKING HELL I said OH SWEET JESSUS …….NEVER LET THIS END ……OH FUCK I LOVE YOU I SCREAMED……….I had never moaned aloud like this before it was truly amazing. Every nerve in my body was screaming out with pleasure and my clit was almost burting with the feeling of his cock rubbing it. and the two of us were grunting and moaning with the absolute pleasure of him pumping his cum into me – or into his condom really, but I knew what he was doing as I could feel him really working to get his cum out as if it were going into my cunt. I had never felt so good – even though I had been fucked a few times before it never felt as good as this. I knew what I was doing now and how to enjoy cumming having done it so often with Jane. This was the best time I have ever had, the feeling of his warm body on top of me even felt different to Jane. When she and I fucked I would play with her tits when she came and it all seemed different with him fucking me. After we had both exhausted ourselves fucking so hard and cumming together – this was the first time cumming with a man for me. Jane and I often came together but this felt better. We slipped apart and we kissed – I had never felt love before – but I think I did this time – I absolutely adored him and what we had just doe together. I said I hope we can do this again – it was awesome. He said so do I. We were pretty cramped on the table so he got off and took his condom off and dropped it on the ground. I got his pants and wiped his cock clean again. We had a look over at the car and Jane was on the back seat getting fucked so we just sat down on the seat and waited until they had finished fucking. While I sat there I played with his cock and pretty soon it was hard again, and I just gently stroked it for him. He said I cant remember being so hard so often ever before – I am amazed, you really have an effect on me. I said good because I want to have more and more of your beautiful cock. I hope this is the first of a lot of fucking we will do. He said so do I. As I stroked him I looked down at his cock and it looked beautiful with the top of it all hard and I loved the shape of his helmet on it. I got down between his legs to have a better look and feel and as I did I became mesmerised by it all hard and sticking up and my hand working the skin up and down gently and him laying back and enjoying what I was doing to him. Then I had this amazing feeling and I was drawn to his cock and I lowered my head down and before I realised it I had my mouth over his cock and it was in my mouth. Ohhhh shit he said – F UUUU CCCCC KKKKK that feels magnificent. I was now sort of sucking and slipping my head up and down the length of his cock, getting it into my mouth as far as I could without gagging. I had never done this before but it felt perfectly natural. I was enjoying the feel of it in my mouth and so was he. He was murmuring softly as I continued to stroke my lips up and down his hard shaft and run my tongue around the rim of the top of it. I don’t know what you are supposed to do but it just felt natural doing what I was. I was also fondling his balls at the same time and the skin had gone all soft and they were hanging down further than I had seen them before. They felt wonderful in my hand. I stopped and asked if he was happy. He said it was the most wonderful sensation he had ever had . It was as good as being inside you he said, but it felt better because you were doing all the work on it. I said I have never done this before so I hope I am getting it right. He said you are perfect. I went back down on him and continued to do what I had done before and he was certainly not complaining and murmuring every now and again as I did something that made him feel good. I sucked on his cock for about 6 or 7 more minutes and he sat up and said I am going to cum – I can take it out if you want. He was so close to cumming, I could tell, and I just shook my head and then felt the warm semen spurt into my mouth. I had not known what to expect and I stopped for a moment to get used to the feeling of his warm slimy cum in my mouth and without thinking I swallowed what was there and he put more in. This time I held it there and after he had finished cumming he took it out and I had a mouth full of his cum. It felt strange and had a strange taste which I would say I didn’t like very much. He lay back and said you are magnificent – I have never enjoyed anything as much as that before. Then he lent down and was going to kiss me. I was still swirling it around in my mouth and said I have a mouthful of cum – wait a moment and I will swallow it. I did just that and then he held both my tits in his hand and I stood up and the both of us kissed. Shit he said that tastes aweful – he was getting a taste of his own cum. He spat what he had in his mouth out and said how could you swallow that – its aweful. I said it came out of your cock so I loved it – nobody has ever tasted your cum before and I loved it. He said do you really. I said to be honest no – but I would do anything for you and I will get used to it I am sure – its not that bad really. I have tasted Janes cunt juice so often and sometimes we can be a bit strong down there too. I think I like it better than Janes at her worst. He said let me know when you would like me to do it and I will. I said not tonight – You have fucked me and I guess I am a bit sweaty and I could have a strong taste. Lets leave it for another time. We both walked back to the car hand in hand. Jane and her guy had just finished their fuck and he had cum inside her – he didn’t use a condom. They were talking about the fact he had cum in her and she was a bit worried she may get pregnant. She seemed to be cool about it and said if it she does, she can always get rid of it. He was very condescending and said if she gets pregnant then he will pay for an abortion for her. We all talked about being pregnant and abortions and how often some girls had fucked and had guys cum in them and they never got pregnant. Jane said I just hope I don’t. We talked about periods and she said she only had a few days to go before hers was dure so she wouldn’t have to wait very long to find out. (It turned out she was OK) We didn’t say anything about me sucking him off on the way home – Jane and I said we were really happy that we had fucked them and how much the both of us had enjoyed it. They asked if we would still want to be lesbians and I said we are not lesbians really, we just enjoyed sex together. The boys were really happy and both of them wanted to know the next time they could date us. I said any time they like I would be happy to go out with them. I said we had to do more than fuck though – if they wanted sex then they had to take us places and I am sure we would keep their sex desires happy. I said I liked the sex myself but I wanted a friendship and I was prepared to have sex with him if they treated us right. On the way home Jane said you two really got it off didn’t you – we could hear you from over where we were. I was kissing my guy and didn’t answer, but she was right – I had the best fuck of my life. That night I went home and stood in front of the mirror completely naked and looked at my body. I saw a very happy and a well fucked woman, I could not stop smiling – I was overjoyed at what I had done. My nipple was bruised where he had bitten it and I loved the sight of it and although it was a slightly bit sore – my cunt looked good and it was not sore from the physical exertion I had engaged in. My cunt lips were all wet as I was still sexually aroused by the most wonderful fuck I have ever had. I knew it would continue to provide him with as much pleasure as it gives me – I was more than happy that it would be well and truly used in the future. I could not help touch it and ended up masturbating myself with my fingers just to keep the wonderful sensation alive in it. I slept the sleep of a very happy and contented woman. I met up with Jane the next day and told her I had sucked him off and we compared notes on the way we both were fucked by the boys. We were both more than happy. She said we didn’t get around to that as I was a bit preoccupied with the fact I had a cunt full of his cum. Then she said I will catch up with you next time. Jane said I don’t know about you but I like him and how he fucks – I am going to see a lot more of him – how about you. I said I feel the same way – I even told him I loved him as I was cumming. She said what was it like sucking him – did he cum in your mouth? I told her it was not much different to us sucking each other out, and what cum tasted like. It was only then she admitted she had sucked her brother off when they were having sex together years ago and had drunk his cum a few times so she already knew what it was like. I knew he had fucked her but she had never told me that before. The second time we went out he wanted to try oral sex with me. I imagined he would so I made sure where my cunt was shaved clean it was smooth and smelled nice. He didn’t disappoint me and it was fantastic and it became a regular experience with us. He was every bit as good as Jane giving me oral and I continued to suck him off and eventually actually I looked forward to him cumming in my mouth. Jane and I continued to enjoy sex together as well as with them. We saw them mostly at weekends and Jane and I continued our sexual relationship during the week. Both of us were more than happy with our sexual experiences. After six months we were still together and we were happy. They treated us right and they got what they wanted and so did we. Jane and I got ourselves on the pill so we could have sex any time we wanted to. On one occasion we had a weekend away together and it was an orgy of sex the whole weekend and we were all naked almost the entire time and we lost count of the number of times we fucked and sucked each other off. The second time we had a weekend away Jane and I agreed to try having sex with each others boy. We all did it together in the same room and we laughed and talked the whole time we were doing it. We enjoyed the experience but we all agreed we were happy with our own partners but it was interesting to try it with each other as Jane and I had often compared what the boys did and how. We all tried different positions to fuck in and discussed how we enjoyed it. After that time we never swapped boys again but I never regretted trying it. They used condoms that time even though we were on the pill – it is just that we all enjoyed oral sex and they didn’t want to have to suck each others cum out of us. Jane and I gave them a demonstration of us having sex together, but we couldn’t talk them into wanking or sucking each other off. They were happy to masturbate for us but only on themselves.They were wimps we said. We are still together more than a year later and have no problems having sex all together in the same room or wherever – we just don’t share it between them after the first time.

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SATISFIED BY A DOG I was just 16 when the girls at school started talking about sex. Many of them were having sex, and they were very excited to be telling us ‘Virgins’ about it. They talked about the different sizes of the ‘cocks’ that the boys had and how long they could go before they would cum ( I didn’t even know what that meant). They compared the tecknec of the different boys at school. How good the could fuck. Who they wanted to fuck again. There seemed to be a lot of different guys that the girls were fucking. They offered to set the ‘virgins’ up with the guys who did the best job of taking the ‘cherries’. I was not very popular with the boys and I could not imagine letting a boy who the girls set me up with, stick his dick
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in me while the other girls watched. I did not go along with the girls who wanted set up to lose their virginity. I didn’t want to participate with them, but all that talk of fucking got me wanting to know all I could learn about it. It excited me. The girls talked of masturbating, and how they liked to do it, and how good it felt. I did listen to this and tried to learn all they had to say without letting them know I didn’t even know how to masturbate or what it even was. I learned a lot of different ways of making my pussy feel good. Many of the girls talked of laying in the bath tub and letting the stream of water hit them right on the clit (I had learned what my clit was) and that would make them cum. Most of them would just lick their fingers and rub their pussy and clit. A lot of them would lay something hard in their bed and lay on their stomach and put the thing between their legs and rub up and down. They all talked about what they put in their pussy’s to pretend they were fucking. Some used hot dogs, some used vegetables (cucumbers, carrots), and some found their mothers dildoes. Most would start with their finger or two or three. I thought of all these things and I couldn’t imagine putting a cucumber inside me. Damn, that would hurt. They had talked about the first time you had sex you would break your ‘cherry’ and that would hurt. Doing that with a cucumber would be a double hurt. I thought I would just spit on my finger and try rubbing it around my pussy. When I went to bed and my parents were in their bed down the hall, I thought I would try it. I took off my panties but left my night shirt on. I spread my legs and spit in my hand and went for my pussy. As I rubbed my hand over my clit it felt pretty good. I kept this up for a while and then I rubbed down by my ass and that felt real good. I started moving from my ass hole to my clit and do a circle around the clit and back down to my ass. This was feeling very good. I spit in my hand again and started going faster. I liked it, hell I loved it. As I ran my hand down to my ass hole I started to push a finger inside. OH, this was gooood. I thought it was time to try to go inside my pussy. I started pushing a finger inside my pussy. This was good. I would go from my ass hole to my pussy, go in and then go to my clit and rub it real hard and back to my ass. I was doing this faster and going in deeper in my ass and in my pussy. I noticed that I didn’t have to spit on my hand any more. It was always wet now. One time I went in my pussy and I hit something and it hurt a little. I thought this must be my ‘cherry’. I quit going in that far but I started putting in two fingers. My pussy liked this. I had gone up my ass hole as far as I did in my pussy when I hit my ‘cherry’ but it didn’t hurt my ass. As I was going faster and faster I had gotten to where I just used two fingers in my pussy and in my ass and pushed real hard on my clit. I could tell something was happening. My body was starting to tremble and shake. My pussy was tightening on my fingers as they were going in. I felt like I was going to pee. I didn’t know what to do. It felt so good but I didn’t want to pee in my bed. It felt sooo gooood I just kept going. I was shaking, my pussy was contracting, and I and I thought I would pee and going in my ass hole, now I thought I might shit. Oh I was getting light headed and I heard someone scream. I didn’t know if it was me, but I think it was. And then my pussy was squeezing so tight, I couldn’t get my fingers in. Then I think I passed out. I don’t know if I did pass out or if I did, how long I was out. When I could think clearly, I could hardly move. I had no strength. My heart was beating out of my chest, and my body was still trembling. I thought if this is what masturbating is all about, then I am all for it. I slept well that night. When I got to school the next day, I was so excited and wanted to tell all my friends about my experience, but I decided I would keep it my secret. Then I thought about getting home and getting to my bedroom to try masturbating again. When I got home, mom told me she had to go to some sort of meeting and would be gone a few hours. I told her everything would be OK. I could take care of anything that would come up. When she was gone I was so excited. I could go to my room and masturbate all I wanted to for two hours. I headed up the stairs and into my room, and shut the door and started to take all my clothes off. I did not notice that Tag, my dog was following me. I got on the bed and spread my legs like I did the first time. I spit on my fingers and started rubbing. I knew what was going to feel good, so I started with two fingers and was going into my ass hole and my pussy right from the start. I rubbed my little clit and it seemed everything was starting to feel good so much quicker. I was going good and I started lifting my ass in the air so I could get to my ass hole easier. I was feeling great and rubbing the hell out of my clit when I felt Tag licking my leg. He was interrupting my masturbating and I just kicked him away. He came right back, so I took my hand from my pussy and shoved him away and told him to go. Instead of going, he licked my slit. Damn, what did he do. That felt good. I didn’t know what was going on, but I liked it and was not about to make him quit. He was licking from my pussy hole to my clit. When I raised my ass up in the air, he would lick all the way from my clit to my ass hole. This was great. I spread my ass cheeks so he could get in deeper. I started to feel all the feeling I had when I masturbated the first time. My legs were trembling so much I could hardly hold my ass in the air. I was getting light headed and I could feel my pussy contracting. I was starting to feel like I was about to pee again so I knew I was about to cum, so I didn’t worry about getting the bed wet. Here it cummmmms. Bang, I passed out again. This time when I got my bearings, I was still weak and light headed, but Tag was still licking my pussy. I had a lot of liquid leaking out of my pussy and I thought that it must be what had been keeping me wet. My clit was very sensitive and I didn’t want Tag licking it anymore. I tried to push him away when I saw his dick. It was red and dripping something from the end of it. It was very exciting. I keep looking at it and seemed to be about the size of dick that the girls said their boy friends had. My mind was swirling. I knew mom wouldn’t be back for almost 2 hours, so I could try to get Tag to fuck me. I got on my hands and knees and looked back at Tag. He saw me and went back to licking my crack. OH it felt so good. I thought I could get him to fuck me, but this was good also. I could have let him lick me until I would cum again. A few minutes later he stopped licking me, and I thought Oh no. Keep licking. He had stopped licking but then he was on my back and I felt his doggy dick hitting my leg. I thought he might be able to fuck me if he could get his dick in my pussy. I looked down between my legs to see which way I would have to move so he could hit it. My Oh my. His dick was bigger. It was bigger that what the girls said they had fucked with. I thought I should stop before I did something wrong. I was about to quit when Tag hit the spot. In two shoves he hit my ‘cherry’, and it did hurt like hell. He keep hitting it again and again. I was about to stop when he went through my ‘cherry’. OH, it hurt. He was going so fast, I didn’t know what to do. It had hurt, but the girls all said it would, but it would stop hurting and start to feel good in a little while. I waited and sure as they said, it started to feel good. Tag was going so fast and his dick felt better than my two fingers, and I could feel myself getting to the point where I thought I was about to pee, and I knew that meant I was about to cum. Then pain. OH, Something big went in my pussy. It filled me up so much that Tag could hardly move. Every time he tried to pull out it would hurt and he couldn’t come out very far and then he would jam his dick back in. He keep doing this and before long it didn’t hurt when he tried to pull out. He just keep shoving and banging into me. His ass was going very fast and I got that feeling again. I was about to cum when I felt something very hot inside me. It keep getting hotter and hotter and seemed to make my belly swell. That was when I did cum and passed out. When I came too, I was laying on my stomach and Tag was still in me, and he was laying on my back. I tried to move to get Tag off of me but I couldn’t get him out. He was stuck. I was able to move him so I could see my pussy and I could see that big thing that went in me and it was on Tag’s dick. His dick was to big to come out of me. I was panicking. What was I going to do. Would I have to go to the hospital to get him out. Would they have to cut him out. How could I tell mom and other people how the doggy dick got in my pussy. I didn’t know what to do and I started to cry. I don’t know how long we lay there but Tag keep getting up and keep trying to pull out. Each time he did, it hurt my pussy. I was crying and I didn’t want to scold him for pulling, but it hurt like hell when he pulled. All of a sudden it plopped out. I could feel it and I could hear it. Plop. OH, I was so happy. No one would have to know I was fucking my dog. A lot of liquid came out then. I mean a lot. Is this what was burning me and making me feel full? Did Tag pee in me? The girls told me the boys would shoot cum out the end of their dick and it would go into their pussy, but nothing like this. Could this be doggy cum? Some of the girls said that the boys would cum in their mouth and they would swallow it. It taste good. I thought if this was Tag’s cum, maybe I should taste it. I put my fingers in it and brought it to my mouth. I didn’t taste bad. Tag was in the corner licking his dick. I thought if he liked it, it must be something special. I ate some more of it and thought it was good. I cleaned up the mess on the bed and thought the next time (and there was going to be a next time), I would put a towel down or something to catch all Tag’s cum. After hearing the girls talk of giving blow jobs to the boys and how the boys enjoyed a good blow job, and some of the girls enjoyed it, I decided to give Tag a blow job. He deserved it. When he came, there was no way I could swallow all his cum, but I tried. I was 16 at the time and I continued to fuck and suck (after some practice I was able to swallow all his cum) Tag until I left for college. When I was in college, I fucked my first boy cock. He was nowhere near as good as Tag. When I finish school, I know I will live some place that I can have a dog and he will have a large cock and I will be happy with my dog and never need a man. Let me know what you think. Jane1113@att.net