Time went by and I was as wet as humanly possible.   I rocked my legs a little throughout the day making my jeans seam hit my clit.   It didn’t satisfy me at all; instead it just made me even hornier.   It was finally time for last period and I wasn’t able to concentrate on anything but the throbbing feeling from my pussy.   It didn’t make it any easier on me that Kristen was sitting next to me in that class.   I couldn’t stop staring at her, god she was beautiful.   My hand found my crotch and I had to take a quick grab but it felt so good, my hand wouldn’t let go.   Kristen spotted this and moved my hand away so that she could continue where I left off.   She whispered in my ear, “I am going to fuck you so hard”, as she began to stroke my pussy through my jeans.   The lecture went by so slowly as I waited for the clock to finally hit 2:45.   I wasn’t able to take this groping anymore and I needed class to end before I would just literally burst.   The bell finally rang and I ran out of class and into my car while Kristen was trailing behind me.

 

We both got in and decided to go to my house since nobody would be home.   The whole car ride she was explaining what she was going to do to me once we made it to my house.   I started shaking in my seat trying to find some position, any position that would put pressure on my clit.   Kristen noticed this and smiled at me as she placed her hand over my crotch.   She slowly undid the zipper on my pants as she squeezed my inner thigh.   The button and zipper finally came lose and she stuck her hand down my completely wet thong.   She barely grazed over my clit but a slight moan escaped my lips as I was waiting for that touch for so long.   She started pumping two fingers in and out of me as I kept moaning in sheer delight.   We reached a red light so I hinted at her to stop spying a few classmates on either side.   She replied with a   “fuck them” and continued to finger fuck me until I had to throw my head back in ecstasy.   Soon she was both rigorously rubbing my clit and fingering me at the same time.   I couldn’t concentrate on the road anymore and I was about to just give up and pull on the side of the road until I realized that I finally made it home.   I gave Kristen a deep kiss that must have lasted a long time because she got a few more pumps in before I was able to separate her fingers from my pussy.   I quickly ran into my house, dragging Kristen behind me not even bothering to zip up my pants.

 

Right when I opened the door and got inside Kristen shoved me against it incredibly hard so that it shut behind me.   Kristen started kissing and nibbling on my neck, as my moans were steadily getting louder.   In one swift move she tore open my blouse and bra and stared at the treasure that awaited her.   She latched onto my right nipple and bit on it.   I shrieked with surprise as her teeth pierced my nub.   She began rhythmically pulling on it and loved my blissful reaction.   She then took the other nipple in her mouth and did the same thing.   Kristen found it a game to see my reaction with every single thing she did.   She was unlike any guy that I have been with where she spent so much attention nurturing each breast.   After my breasts were red and in pain from all the pulling she moved down lower to my belly button.   Kristen traced circles around it the whole time staring into my eyes.   She got to the top of my pants and just took the whole thing off.   Soft kisses traced their way up my legs and to my pussy.   I was so relieved to finally feel a tongue go underneath my thong but she quickly stopped.   Instead she started nibbling and pulling on my inner thigh.   I was craving her tongue on my pussy all day.   I needed it.   I took her head in my hands and shoved it near my covered pussy.   She just backed away and smiled.   For what seemed like a few more minutes she was playing with all the spots around my thong.   She finally removed it and smiled and my wet snatch.   Kristen gave one small lick across the entire length of my cunt and was glad to see my reaction.   As she circled around my clit with her tongue my back arched back and the loudest moan of the day escaped my lips.   She started tongue fucking me so I couldn’t help but pull on her hair.   The harder I pulled on her hair the faster and harder her tongue would dart in and out of me.   Soon we were both shrieking in a combination of pain and pleasure.   She soon added her finger to the mix and I was in sheer bliss.   I yelled that I was cumming and her reply as she continued to finger me was “cum you little whore”.   That was enough to give me a mind-blowing orgasm.   I lifted her up by her hair and gave her a deep, hard, passionate kiss.   I could taste the cum on her lips and it only served to make me want to taste her.   “Its your turn you little fucker”, she whispered in my ear before licking it seductively, “get down on your knees and suck me dry”.

           

She wrapped her hands around my neck and pulled me to the dining room table.   She quickly pulled off her shirt revealing her braless tits which gave a subtle bounce as two hard nipples poked out.   Kristen laid her back on the table so that her lovely ass was lying right on the edge.   I was still shocked about what was going on and I guess she saw my clueless face because the next thing I know she pushed my face right next to hers and gave me a deep long kiss.   One of her perfectly shaped eyebrows arched up in a whorish way as she muttered, “what are you waiting for bitch?”   I traced a line down her neck with my tongue until I got to her breasts.   I started licking a whirlpool around her nipple closely centering in.   I flicked my tongue over her rock hard nipple and a slight moan escaped her lips.   I paid more attention, flicking, biting, and pulling on the nub as I watched her expression.   She had this blissful smile that soon turned into a look of ecstasy as her teeth bit down on her lower lip and her eyes closed.   The image that lied before me made me incredibly horny.   As I moved my mouth to her other tit, I took her hand and rubbed it across my thigh trying to give her the idea to finger me.   All of a sudden her eyes opened as she began to pinch my clit.

 

I removed her hand from my throbbing pussy only long enough to slip off her skirt.   After it was fully off and her bald cunt was staring me in the face she slammed two fingers back into me.   As I began to lick circles around her clit, I couldn’t help but moan as she was doing the same to me only with her fingers.   The moaning obviously felt good because her hips kept bucking off the table.   I darted my tongue inside of her and she started moaning again, only this time even louder.   Her fingers were soon penetrating me at the same speed at which my tongue was penetrating her.   Our moans, shakes, and bodies were moving together rhythmically.  

 

“I’m going to cum” she yelled as she moved a finger from her other hand over her clit.   I quickly pushed it away and used my tongue to lick around it.   I was going nice and slow trying to prolong the feeling she wanted to feel for so badly.   All of a sudden she jammed a third finger into my pussy.   I shrieked in surprise as another orgasm was overcoming me.   The surprise of it made me bite down on her clit.   “FUUUUUUUUUCK” she screamed as her pussy contracted and her juice came out.   As I licked all the moisture from around her I noticed that she was still shaking.   I stood up straight and looked at her, I couldn’t help but smile.   She pulled me down on top of her and kissed me long and hard.   “That was fucking amazing”, was all that she could mutter.

 

After lying there and kissing her for a few more minutes Kristen realized that she had to go.   We got up, got dressed, and kissed each other one last time.   As she opened the door to walk out she said in a seductive tone, “next time I have to remember to bring some toys”.   She then winked at me as she walked out of my house swaying her perfect ass.   “Until next time” I muttered to myself, “until next time!”

 

“Unnh.  Morning,” I said.  I looked towards her, but the blazing sun coming through the sliding glass doors behind her made me squint.  I gave a little wave and kept walking towards the bathroom.

 

“Would you like some breakfast?  How about some scrambled eggs with onions and cheese?”

 

“Sure, thanks,” I said.  I stuck out an arm to prop myself up against the wall of the hallway.

 

“What’s wrong, Brad?” she said.  I held my hand over my eyes to block out the sun.  My pupils were adjusting to the light, and I could see her face now, looking at me over the top of her morning newspaper.  Looking concerned.

 

“Nothing,” I said.  “I’m okay.  Just really sore.  Tough week at work is all.”

 

“Oh, dear.  Is there anything I can do?”  She stood up.  “Why don’t you come in here and I’ll find you some Advil.”

 

“In a minute, Mrs. Arnold, thanks.  I just need to pee… sorry, use the bathroom first.”

 

She chuckled.  “All right,” she said, I’ll find that Advil while you’re… in there.”

 

When I was done, I tottered into the kitchen.  Mrs. Arnold held out three Advil caplets and a glass of water.  I took the pills, washed them down, and handed the glass back to her.  “Thanks,” I said.

 

She was looking at me kind of funny, and I suddenly realized that I had walked out there in my underwear.  I looked down at myself; luckily, nothing was hanging out.

 

“Sorry,” I said.  “I’m kind of casual this morning, I guess.  I’m afraid that I’m used to either being alone or around my family in the morning.”

 

She chuckled again.  “Nonsense.  I want you to think of me as family.  I almost am.  I’ll be your mother-in-law someday, when you and Beth are married.”  She looked me up and down.  “Boxer shorts are very appropriate wear for a Saturday morning,” she said.  “I wasn’t looking at those.  I was just thinking that you’re becoming quite the muscular young man.  Beth may not recognize you when she comes home.”

It was true.  While I’d never been a wimp, I’d also never packed on the kind of muscle and tone that I now had after only a few months of working in the oilfields.  As a roustabout I got all the grunt jobs, from hoeing weeds in the hot sun to carrying large pieces of metal compressors.  The little layer of fat I used to carry was long gone; in its place were muscles I hadn’t had before.

 

My girlfriend Beth was away at college in New York.  I’d missed this semester of college because I’d run out of money.  In December I had moved back to California temporarily to earn enough to supplement my scholarship.  When I’d started school in New York last fall Dad had retired from his job in the oilfields and he and Mom had moved to Idaho, so when I came back I’d had to rent an apartment near Brea.  When Beth’s mom found out, she insisted that I move in with her to save money.  So here I was, sleeping in her guest room.

 

Mrs. Arnold was thirty-five years old, but looked a lot younger.  Mr. Arnold had been a pretty successful lawyer who’d died in a plane crash while on company business.  Beth told me that between his earnings and the life insurance and accidental death payout, her mom was pretty well off and didn’t have to work.  Mrs. Arnold spent a lot of time at the gym and in the beauty parlor, and she looked very good.  More like an older sister than a mother. 

 

“I’m going to the gym,” said Mrs. Arnold.  “I can get you in if you want.  You look as though you could do with a little warm-up and stretching.”

 

“No thanks, Mrs. Arnold,” I said.  “I’m going to do a few laps in the pool and get some sun; that should wake me up.  If that’s OK.”

 

“Of course, Dear,” she said. 

 

After she left I grabbed a beach towel and went out to the pool.  Still in my boxers, I dived into the deep end.  The cool water woke me up and I started doing the Aussie crawl up and down the length of the pool.  I began to feel the blood flowing through my arms and legs, and the painfully tight muscles started to warm up and loosen.

 

When it felt like enough I climbed out of the pool and dried myself off.  The sun felt good on my body.  I looked around: the backyard was private; as far as I could tell no neighbors could see in.  I stepped out of my boxer shorts, dried my crotch, put the towel down on a lounge chair, and lay down to soak up a little sun.  I fell asleep thinking about Beth.

 

I awoke again to the scent of coconuts and the feeling of hands moving up, down, and across my back.  It felt good.  “Ummm.  Beth?” I said.

 

“Nope, just me.  Good morning again, Brad,” said Mrs. Arnold.  I looked over my shoulder.  She was sitting on the edge of the lounge chair, wearing black gym shorts and a black sports bra.  Man, did she look good.  An open bottle of suntan lotion was trapped between her knees.  “You’re getting a little pink, Dear,” she said.  She squirted more lotion onto her hands.  It wasn’t until I felt them caressing my ass that I realized I had fallen asleep in the nude.

 

I was panicky.  “Oh, man, I’m really sorry Mrs. Arnold!  It seemed secluded, and you were gone; I took off my boxers after I swam, and the sun felt so good, and I guess I fell asleep.”

 

“Don’t worry about it, Dear,” she said.  “I’ll survive.”  Her hands moved down onto my thighs.  “You don’t have anything that I haven’t already seen,” she said.  She squirted lotion onto my legs, then began a slow, rhythmic massage up and down both of my legs.  I felt her palms and fingers pressing into my calfs, up over my thighs and butt, back around and down my outer legs, over my feet, and up my inner legs and thighs.  Against my will, I could feel myself beginning to get hard.  Thankfully, she moved back up onto my back.

 

“You have a beautiful body, Brad,” she said, “but it’s awfully tight right now.”  Her hands continued to work all over my backside.  “Robert used to love my massages.  I got pretty good at it.  What do you think?” 

 

“Uh… well, it feels wonderful Mrs. Arnold, but…”

 

“Please, Bradley, call me ‘Liz.’  Or ‘Mom,’ if you’re comfortable with that.”  She started concentrating on my legs again.  She spread my legs apart and worked the insides of my thighs, up and down with little petrissage movements.  As her hands moved up my inner thigh, I felt her fingers brush against my scrotum.  Oh my God, she could see my balls!

 

“Mrs. Arnold, uh… Liz, maybe I should get dressed.”

 

“Nonsense,” she said.  “I can’t give you a proper massage if you’re dressed.  And you do need this massage.”  She moved up to my back again.  “Can’t you feel these lumpy muscles?  Here, can you feel this?”

 

She pushed a thumb into my middle back, and I groaned in pain.

 

“There, see?  Just let Mom do her thing.”

 

So I lay there surrounded by the smell of coconut while she worked on me.  Groaning once in a while when she encountered a particularly knotty muscle group.  After a while, I had to admit that I was feeling an awful lot better.  I was totally relaxed – except for my raging hard-on.  I willed it to go down, but to no avail.  The thought of being on naked display to Beth’s beautiful mother, with her hands all over me, was exciting.  And every once in awhile she would work on my ass and my inner thighs, her hands freely brushing against my balls.  How was I supposed to get my dick to calm down with all that going on?

 

“Okay, Dear.  Turn over,” she said.

 

What??  No way!  “Umm… Mrs. Arnold…”

 

“Who?” she said.

 

“Uh… Mom.  Thanks, that felt really great.  And now I won’t burn.  But I don’t think I should turn over.”

 

“Why not?” she said.  “You certainly don’t just need a massage on one side.  I’m guessing that you need just as much work on the front.  Let’s see.”  She slid one hand under my chest and pressed a thumb into my pectoralis muscle.

 

“Oww!”  I yelped in pain.

 

“There, see?  Now turn over, Brad, and we’ll take care of that problem.”

 

I had another problem that she didn’t know about.  “I can’t,” I said.

 

She patted my naked butt cheek.  “I told you, Dear, you don’t have anything that I haven’t seen before.  I’m a pretty liberal lady, and I’ve been around a few naked men.  You’re my daughter’s boyfriend, and I’m only concerned with your well-being.  Now just you roll over and I’ll take care of you.”

 

She sat there waiting.  I didn’t know what to do.  I was embarrassed to have her see me, and embarrassed to tell her that I had a hard-on.  But in the end, I was more embarrassed to be a wimp in front of an obviously worldlier woman.  I turned over onto my back, hoping that somehow she wouldn’t notice my condition.

 

“There now!” she said.  “That wasn’t so difficult, was it?  Let’s just get some oil on your chest, and we’ll take care of all those tight little…”  Her words trailed off.  I looked up at her and saw that she was staring at my cock, so hard and so close to her.  Her mouth was open in a little ‘o’ of shock.  My thick seven inch rod was at full attention, bouncing a little to the rhythm of my heartbeat.

 

“Well.  Um.  Brad,” was all she could say.

 

“Oh God, I’m so sorry Mrs… Mom.”  In this situation, ‘Mom’ sounded totally inappropriate.  “Liz.  I’m sorry, it’s just that…”

 

“No, no, not at all.  I had no idea you had… an erection… but it’s perfectly all right.  Natural and healthy, in fact.  I should have expected it.  After all, you’re a horny… I mean healthy young man, and right now you can’t get laid… I mean, no outlet… Natural, is what I mean to say.  Don’t give it a thought.”  She squirted some oil onto the palm of one trembling hand, rubbed her palms together, and started working on my chest. 

 

It felt good, but she was still staring at my dick and obviously we were both uncomfortable with the situation.  I reached up and held her wrists.  “Liz, I’m really sorry.  You’re shaking a little.  We should stop.”

 

She looked into my eyes.  “Nonsense, Brad.  I’m you’re mother-in-law to be, and there’s nothing inappropriate about this.  I was just a little surprised, is all.”  She started rubbing my chest and doing little thumb-digging moves on my pecs.  “There… doesn’t that feel good?”

 

“Yeah, Liz, it feels great, actually.”

 

“See?”  She worked my chest and the sides of my torso, then moved to my abs.  I watched her working, and I swear that her eyes were locked on my penis, to the point where she lost track of what her hands were doing: as she swept across my abdomen in a clockwise motion, both hands began making contact with my hard-on.

 

Her touch was electric, and my legs jerked a little.  “Unhh.  Unhh.  Oh, God.”  I said. 

 

Her hands stopped moving.  “Oh, Brad, I’m so sorry.”  We both looked down and saw that one hand was directly under the head of my penis; as we watched, a drop of pre-cum dropped onto her fingers.

 

She sat back and sighed.  “Dear, I set out to relax you, but I’m afraid I’ve made things worse.”  She squirted more oil onto her hand.  “I’ll make amends though.”  And with that, she wrapped her oil coated hand around my shaft and began to jerk me off.

 

“Oh God,” I groaned.  It felt wonderful!  I watched as my girlfriend’s mother jacked her hand up and down my rock hard dick.  On the upstroke her hand went all the way up and over the sensitive head of my penis.  She sure knew what she was doing.  I didn’t know how long I would last.

 

“My Robert always said I was pretty good at this kind of massage, too.  Just relax, Brad, and Mom will make you feel better.”  Her breathing was getting a little ragged.  Mine, too.

 

Her other hand ran up and down my leg, then moved back up to fondle my ball sack as she continued to masturbate me.  “You have such a beautiful body, Brad.  Beth is a lucky girl.”  She moved her free hand moved down under my ass.  I felt her finger penetrate my anus!  “Let’s see if I can remember…”  She moved her finger deeper and wiggled it around as she continued to whack me off.  Suddenly she hit a spot that sent an electric charge through my body.

 

“Unnnh!  Oh, God, oh…”  My entire body was tensing as she pressed against what I would later learn was my prostate.  “Jesus.  That.  Feels.  So.  Good!  I’m gonna cum, Mom!  I’M GONNA CUM!! OH, GOD!!”

 

When she heard me call her ‘Mom,’ her hand squeezed tighter and started literally flying up and down my granite cock shaft.  “Yes!  Yesss!!  Cum for Mommy, Dear!!”

 

I started bucking uncontrollably and I yelled as the first jets of jism shot out and hit Liz in the face and hair.  She pulled back but kept jacking me off, and I continued to squirt white ropes of cum juice, more than I could remember ever producing before.  The rest of my load landed on my chest, my stomach, and her hand.  As I came down off my orgasm Liz switched to gentle milking motions, and eventually just held my softening cock in her hand until my breathing steadied and I opened my eyes again.  She was smiling at me.

 

“Better?” she said. 

 

“Oh God, Liz.  That was… incredibly great.  But you’re my girlfriend’s mother.  This can’t be right.”

 

She smiled.  “Well, let’s see.  You obviously needed this, so it’s right in that sense.  As for anything else… just think of it as my way of helping you stay faithful to my little girl.  Okay?”

 

I looked back at her.  Liz’s had was still wrapped around my dick.  I had a beautiful afterglow from my orgasm.

 

“Okay,” I said.

 

She let go of me and stood up.  As I watched, she pulled her sports bra over her head, releasing the most magnificent set of tits I’d ever seen.  “Meanwhile,” she said as she pushed her gym shorts down her legs, “I think I’ll take a quick dip in the pool and then join you for a little sun.  All right?”  She kicked her shorts away, revealing a tight, trim, tanned body that men would die for.

 

“You bet… Mom.”

 

 

 

 

 

                                 Nancy meets Brandy

Nancy Connover checked herself in the mirror one last time. She was going to her baby-sitting job. The first time being allowed to sit for all weekend; she had made a good impression over the last few weeks and Theresa Rand was satisfied that Nancy was the right person to watch her child. Nancy glowed as she remembered Theresa’s kind comments about how she always fixed the baby’s formula right and cleaned up afterward, and how the house was neatly kept. How the laundry was always folded and put away.

She had worked for the Rands’ all summer and never met Mr. Rand, Mrs. Rand was making and changing excuses all the time. She had always changed the subject of what they both did for a living. Her evasiveness was a signal to Nancy to not pry too much.

A shiver tickled her spine as she looked onto the mirror; she was young, tall, and blonde. Nancy breasts, buttocks, and face were getting rounder filling out, and firming up, and her legs taking on a very sexy shape she was happy with what she saw. Nancy could feel the woman inside her stirring more and more as time went on.

“By the time college starts, the boys will be surprised.” she whispered, skimming her hands down over her lush teenaged body. She giggled, remembering how she had looked last year even a few months before school closed this summer.

Looking in the mirror she remembered her mothers’ cautionary warning, “You’ve begun having your periods, and you ‘can’ get pregnant. The boys seem to know this and hey are going to try harder to get into your pants. “Oh god how I want them to try to touch me there but they all act so dorky but still I’m not going to stop them.” She thought sarcastically then her mother’s warning drifted back into her head, “and you are going to find that you don’t want to stop them. I want you to have fun, play around, but be careful and take a little time to know him first.”

     “Ooh! God! I’m getting hot again,” she sighed, thinking of sex, and how it made her ache inside. Another change had taken place, during the last few months, ‘arousal!’ It seemed to, happen all the time, weather she was having her period, or not, looking at boys, or not. The fabric of her panties would rub her clitoris and her whole body would turn red and tingle.

Sex; vaginal stimulation; every thing took on a sexual appearance. Nancy could think of nothing else; her thin labia still uncovered by her fresh growth of silky smooth blond hair, her button of a clitoris tensed and relaxed all day long. The bulge in boy’s pants, still a mystery teased her curiosity. Only a drawing of a penis, from the health class lectures on conception, and watching dogs and cats mating. “Animals!” Nancy thought, “Always so shameless and desirous as they play out their mating in the park or side streets. She had only one nasty story from a torn magazine she found in the toilet stall at school, to stir her imagination and fuel her teasings of the Rand’s watch dog Brandy.

She ran out of the bedroom, bounded down the stairs, her blonde pigtails swinging, her blue eyes glowing, she was happy, on her way to her first over-nighter. She was earning money this whole summer.

       “Hey, Nancy,” her mother called. “Where are you going in such rush?”

        “Gee, Mom. Don't you remember? I’m babysitting today.” A smile filled her beautiful face, a blush of pink on her cheeks.

Liz Connover smiled at her daughter. “I remember now,” she said. “Theresa Rand’s baby right? This is over the weekend too?” She looked at her daughter, she was no longer a child, but a budding young woman, shapely and sexy. Before long, boys of all sizes and shapes would be banging on the door to take her out, and try their luck.

       “Yeah,” Nancy said. “Mrs. Rand is working on through till Saturday night, and I get to take care of little Carrie, for two days.” She fidgeted, anxious to be on her way. She added, “This is going to be a lot of money and  ‘The Rands’ like my work.”

       “I know Mrs. Rand has complimented me on how I raised you. Have some breakfast first,” Liz said then asked, “Have you met Mr. Rand yet?”

       “No, Mom and I can’t. The Rands are expecting me. Any way I get paid Sunday.” She headed for the door. “I’ll eat something there.” She opened the door and before her mother could protest she was gone.

       “Kids,” Liz muttered, shaking her head on her way back to the kitchen adding, “They never stop moving, everything so urgent, and heaven forbid I might know something.” Liz turned to watch her daughter bounding away and drew a deep breath and sighed, “How beautiful Nancy is becoming she is going to be a full-bodied luscious woman soon and still so innocent,” then walked into the kitchen. 

Nancy hurried down the street almost running pigtails flying in the breeze. She was anxious to start as she had become close to the family and their pet Brandy. As the weeks passed Nancy became braver with and more aroused by her ministrations to Brandy during baby’s nap and play times. She reached the Rand’s house and quickly, ran up the steps, her small nipples bristling in the brisk air beneath her pink summer top. She rapped on the screen door. Brandy, Theresa’s fawn-colored Setter and mixed breed, barked loud and deep from somewhere inside the house.

“Ooh! Be quiet,” Nancy giggled, as the huge dog ran to the door, his skinny tail wagging, banging the wall his tongue hanging as he panted obviously quiet glad to see Nancy.

“Be still, Brandy,” Theresa said, pulling on his collar, adding, “It’s just Nancy.”

“Hi, Mrs. Rand,” Nancy bubbled. “I hope I'm not late you said nine and it is just after.”

“Not at all, I allowed a little extra,” Theresa said, opening the door. “C’mon in. Carry is up in her room playing.” She grabbed her purse off the table in the hall and gave a long warm stare at Nancy saying, “There’s plenty to eat in the fridge.” Playfully, she tugged on one of Nancy’s pigtails. “See you about four-thirty Saturday, but maybe Sunday morning at eleven or so. I have already talked to your mom about Sunday. My numbers are still on the fridge.”

“My mom acted like she forgot?”

“Oh that’s us moms trying to make our daughters think they are on their own.” Theresa teased.

“Oh I see. Bye, Mrs. Rand,” Nancy said. She stroked Brandy’s head, scratched him behind the ear. “I’ll take good care of Carrie. My Mom is close by if I have any trouble. I’ll call her first then you.”

         “I know you and Carry will be fine.” Theresa said, and she was gone.

Alone, Nancy hurried up the stairs to Carry’s bedroom, Brandy at her heels. “You wait here,” she whispered. “I want to see what she is doing, and I don’t want you disturbing the baby.” Her breath caught in her throat  as her heart raced to the thrill of Brandy and her being alone in a little while, and thought to herself, “We are going to cross over a new boundary today.”

Brandy whined, lay on the floor, his head on his front paws.

        “Good, boy,” Nancy said. She went to the bedroom door, saw Carry playing with her toys, oblivious to everything. Her cheeks flared red, as she thought about Theresa, and her husband having sex, making it possible for them to have the baby. A shiver swept over her as she tried to imagine the feeling of a penis inside her, and her clitoris tightening as she thought of it’s seed spilling into her.

She tiptoed away from the child’s room, and headed straight for the master bedroom. Her heart started pounding, when she saw the bed, still messed up from the night’s sleep. It has always been made up before she got here. Her heart leaped into her throat, as she walked over, and saw a big wet stain, in the middle of the bed. The aroma of sex still permeated the room, nearly over whelming the young woman-child. An image of Theresa, her legs wide open her husband Gary on top, filling her with sperm, their two juices spilling out onto the bed.

The child’s mind was blooming with ideas, and desires. While standing at the bedside, she closed her eyes, she could feel the head of a penis parting her lips, and she shivered and whispered a sigh as she remembered overcoming what fear she had and plunged forward with her desire to experience her fantasy she had with this handsome dog and Nancy wrapped her fingers around Brandy’s thick meaty cock. Nancy remembered when she fingers wrapped around his prick the first time, and how Brandy went into a frenzy. He pushed his cock through her fist, grunting and thrusting; his tail curled and he thumped it against the floor. He lifted his head, and dropped it back with a thud as Nancy’s fingers tightened around his cock. The hot cum spattering her body making her dizzy. Her hand jacked up and down his exploding cock. She felt each pulsing squirt shoot through his cock, watched cum squirt from the opening in his dick, and hit her body.  “Oooo, Brandy. Brandy!” She cooed.

“Oh, God,” she moaned as Nancy touched the bed-sheet, put her face right in it and sniffed. Keeping her nose buried in the spot she crawled onto the bed, and lay on her knees, legs parted thinking, “this is where they were…! Oh! God…! he stuffed his penis inside her, and they came.” Nancy whispered loudly as her imagination ran wild. She was tingling all over, with goose pimples; it felt as though she had a penis already inside her, with the head pushing against her stomach making it ache deep inside her. Nancy whispered as she wondered, “Why haven’t I met Mr. Rand?”

“I can’t wait until I get a dick inside me.” Nancy whispered an she closed her eyes, thinking of all the boys in school she caught staring at her. Which one would she let have her cherry? She opened her eyes, stared at the spot, and knew she wouldn’t do it. She was chicken, afraid of the way the boys laughed about sex, and talked about the girls who… ‘put out.’

Without thinking, she squirmed, and rolled over in the bed, her small delicate hands roaming her body. “Mmmmm,” she purred, lingering on her small bosoms, her fingers kneading the soft fleshy nipples beneath her pink top. “Mmmmm, I'm getting so wet again.” She began rolling her hips around, her blue eyes half open. Being in Theresa's bed, where she knew the beautiful woman had sex, and done all the other things her imaginative mind could conjure up, thinking aloud, “I bet she lets him put his dick in her mouth.” her white cotton panties started to soak through. She lifted her top, baring her soft smooth virgin flesh. Urgently, she squeezed her nipples. She whimpered, each time her finger sank into the warm pliant flesh. Her skin was becoming glossy from sweat.

She moaned, “I wish… I wish,” She closed her eyes, pretending it was Theresa's husband instead of herself playing with her sensitive nipples moaning, “Ooh, how I wish.”

She squeezed the nipples, gasping as pleasure filled her bosoms and spread warmth throughout her lithe body. She sat up, dazed, lust running rampant through her young body. She pulled her top off, her small firm breasts jiggling free. Climbing off the bed, she tossed her top on the back of a chair and peeled down her shorts. Stepping out of them, she caught a glimpse of herself in the long dressing mirror on the closet door. Her breath caught in her throat as she looked into the mirror.

Stripping in someone else’s house still made her dizzy and her virgin pussy pulse. Her labia was being coated by warm viscous sweet cream oozing from within. Swinging her hips the way she imagined men liked, she sauntered over to the mirror. She squeezed her tits together, making them appear larger, fuller. Her breath hissed out, as she licked her upper lip, and felt her sweet cream coating her genitals Nancy’s panties clung to her smooth wetness.

Turning, she looked back over her shoulder at her firm fanny wrapped in white cotton panties. She wiggled her bottom lewdly, and moaned, as her frenzied fingers pressed her panties onto her vulva, spreading her sweet cream to each thigh. The wet spot of her own outside of her panties grew; she was clearly lathered with lust. She latched onto the elastic of her panties with her fingers. Short rapid breaths escaped her mouth; her wet panties stuck to her genitals as she peeled them down over her blossoming hips. Her panties dropped to the floor, in a puddle at her ankles, the crotch glistened with her wetness.

Her breath caught in her throat as she stared hotly at the thin silky blonde hairs that adorned her virgin womanhood. Her head was spinning; goose bumps dotted her smooth flesh. On weak rubbery legs, she staggered back and threw herself on the bed. She writhed to the center of the king-size bed, placing her sweet bottom on top of the wet stain. The icy cold wetness inflamed her young passions. She spread her legs, ready to make herself cum.

Trembling, she plied her hard, fleshy, nipples of her newly formed breasts, teasing herself, caressing her writhing body, her hands roamed caressing, sensually every little fold of her budding womanhood, turning herself into a moaning, enamored woman her sweated flesh glistened.

Brandy, hearing the sounds coming from his mistress’s room, padded down the hall and his paw pushed the door open. Big black eyes spotted Nancy on the bed. His nose picked up the familiar scent of passion. His ears cocked forward and head tilted to one side as he sniffed at the titillating scent. It was different yet the same; Brandy knew it was his mistress Theresa’s and… his new friend Nancy’s scent.

Nancy was too interested in her body to notice Brandy at the door peering at her with his black eyes. She was caressing her belly, inching toward the silky, down of her fresh growth of blonde hair. She wriggled her hips, fingertips touching the silky hair. The fresh scent of Nancy’s wet pussy aroused Brandy. The same scent as his mistress’s, yet different. His tongue began to drape, the familiar sounds of her moans excited him. He padded into the room, leaped onto the bed, with his broad purplish-red tongue hanging from his mouth. Tail wagging, he looked down into Nancy’s startled, face.

“Brandy!” Nancy's eyes widened from shock, “I was wondering how long it would take for you to find me.” Her mouth dried up, and she began to shake. Wracked with both fear and desire she instantly jumped up. She sent the dog flailing, and yipping onto the floor. Her naked body trembling, she stared into his face. She saw his teeth, glistening, and sharp. She saw each drop of spit on his flailing tongue as he panted his black eyes looking back at her.

“Nice, Brandy,” she whispered. “Go away. Go, I’m not ready yet Brandy.” She kept her voice low. “I know this the day we’ve been waiting for yet I’m not sure.” As she remembered braver times earlier in the week running her hand under Brandy’s belly and massaging his penis. Brandy yelped, jerked, smacked the pointed tip of his cock against her trembling fingers. His tail thumped on the loudly against the wall, and he squirmed, lifting one hind leg. She hid her secret so well it would slip from her memory. Brandy whimpered; as if he understood. He slapped his slobbery tongue all over his face, telling her it was all right.

“Oh, God,” she whispered. She closed her eyes, and clamped her mouth shut and trembled. The baby I am being paid to watch. She dressed quickly as she panicked, and ran to the door, stopped gained some composer, and looked around the door. A sigh of relief as she saw that Carry was just quietly jostling the blocks, rings, and toy animals about the crib, goo-gooing and gaw-gawing, she twittered a laugh and started down the stairs.  

She sighed, and laughed, knowing Brandy was just a gentle, overgrown puppy. She and Brandy had been playing around a lot this summer. Nancy started letting him lick more and she was kissing him more; then laying on the floor with him play acting like they were lovers, and then the heavy petting started. Nancy found that thrilling. “Brandy I think we are going to do the big ‘it…’ soon ‘today…’” She said as she gazed at him standing, “But not now.”

Any way she wasn’t being paid to masturbate in the master bedroom, and cum on the sheets, or play with the family dog. Nancy looked at the clock, and realized that forty-five minutes had passed in less than a flash. She had a house to clean, laundry to do, and a baby to feed, wash, and change.

Nancy gathered the wash started it, cleaned the kitchen, and changed Carry’s diapers putting on a fresh yellow jumper with pink flowers. Brandy was close on her heels, following Nancy from room to room, taking an interest in every little thing she did. She looked at the clock; there was lots of time before lunch, she thought. “I am still very horny, there is time for me to finish what I started, I do want to cum,” she whispered.

Nancy looked at Brandy sitting in the corner; he was licking his balls, stomach, and penis. She was still both embarrassed, and envious of Brandy. She became enamored while watching him lick and lick imagining licking herself in that way and thinking of being licked by him.

She closed her eyes and remembered again her, curiosity pulsed, as she watched her hand, rhythmically stroking his penis, watching the ooze form on its tip and drip onto her arm. Her mouth dried up. She knew something was going to happen very soon. Nancy felt his cock swell in her hand. “Oooo, Brandy. You gonna cum? Huh?” She was dizzy, her own passion running rampant.

“Oooo,” she sighed, her blue eyes bulging. The throbbing of his cock drove her crazy. She loved it; loved this powerful thrusting animal. “Does Mrs. Rand jerk you off?” she giggled hotly. “Or does she get you some nice hot bitch in heat?”

 Through her clinging fingers she could feel Brandy’s cock sliding inside his hairy sheath swelling and becoming ridged. She let her hand slide over the large knot that formed inside sheath. Brandy squirmed, his front legs thrashing, his head jerking up and down he was ready.

“Oh, yes, Brandy. Cum. Let me see you cum!” she hissed excitedly. Brandy was humping faster. He squirmed, rolling from his back to his side, his rump in constant motion. His tongue was hanging out, his eyes wide and glowing.

The dog’s dick swelled, ready to explode, when he obliged the impetuous child. A long thick stream of sweet cum sprayed from his penis. Followed by a series of growling grunting woofs, and the frantic hunching of his body.

“Oohh…! God!” Nancy screeched as the first load of cum splashed over her hand and arm, “It’s so…hot.”

Brandy continued to hunch and thrashed about. More cum spewed from his cock, splattering Nancy's face, breasts, and stomach with hot globs of dog-sperm….’

“Are you horny too?” she asked giggling, as she opened her eyes, “Hmmm, you are. We have been having a lot of fun this summer I was just remembering what we did last week.” Her eyes widened; as she got a good look at Brandy’s penis, ideas and fresh memories stirred in her sexually active mind prodding her on toward fulfilling her fantasy.

“Easy, boy,” she whispered huskily. “I’ll take care of you. I’ll do it all for you, I will make you cum again.” she coaxed and cajoled, “Just like the boys do to their cocks in school.” She giggled. The only thing she wasn’t quite sure about, was ‘were dogs the same as boys?’

She had been working up to this all summer and wondered how far he would go. She walked to the laundry room with Brandy padding behind her. She bent over to pick up the next load, and Brandy poked Nancy right in the butt with his nose, knocking her to the floor. She yelled as she fell squeezing her eyes shut as she twisted to her back. Before Nancy opened her eyes Brandy was on top licking her face, prancing around her body and whining as Nancy thrashed about on the pile of clothes.

She opened her eyes; Brandy’s tongue was washing her face. Tail wagging, pounding the washer. He slathered his wet tongue over her whole face, and soaked her from ear to ear with warm spit.

Nancy laughed, and said, “I’m OK boy it’s all right.” She assured. Her voice stuck in her throat as she looked at Brandy’s dick, she became fearful. He was on top with his four legs straddling her pinning Nancy with one foot on her belly madly licking her face, with his warm, wet, rough tongue. Nancy started to breathe faster, as she warmed to Brandy’s licking her face it was became lovingly tender and then he paused and looked into Nancy’s eyes.

Her fear passed quickly; Nancy responded to the wet slobbering kisses from Brandy, by kissing him back. She plied her fingers along his tongue, and rubbery jowls. He whined excitedly at being petted, and pampered by his young mistress. He started tugging at her T-shirt, Nancy rolled on to her hands and knees and asked him, “You want me to take this off?” as Brandy pulled it over her head and off. Away Nancy bolted up the stairs to the bed room with Brandy close to her heels.

Brandy already had his animal tongue slithering over Nancy's thighs as she slid onto the bed. Brandy eagerly jumped on right behind Nancy and instantly began lavishly slathering his tongue over her shoulders, across her back. Nancy’s face was immediately covered with ravishingly warm wet licks as she turned over. He slithered his tongue up her neck, over her ears, across her mouth, and down to her firm young breasts. The tip of his cold nose was pressed into the bottom of her chin while he licked between her firm young breasts, and neck.

“Hmmm… Ooh! Ugh…! God…! This feels Goood…!” she gasped loudly as Brandy’s hot breath rushed past her neck. Her nipples hardened, and ached as his tongue slapped over them. He began putting his whole mouth over each small firm tit, turning them pink, goose pimply, and wet as brandy’s tongue snaked out, along, and up her side. He pushed each nipple in turn, against his teeth rolling them with his tongue. Nancy’s face filled with lust as he licked at her achy hard nipples. Nancy squirmed on her back fanning her legs; she was electrified by Brandy’s tongue.

 “Brandy... ooh... Brandy! Your tongue is unbelievably fabulous. Ooh, Au! Keep licking me!” Nancy moaned deeply as the woman stirred within.

The horny teenager was in bliss. For the first time in her life, she was enjoying the pleasures of sex without using her own hands or rubbing her vulva on or with something. The fact that it was a dog didn’t matter. It only mattered that it ‘was…!’ happening to her, and it ‘felt…!’ wonderful.

“Oh, Brandy,” she moaned. “Ohhh, Brandy. Ummmm, yesssss!” She brought her small hands up her body, cupped her breasts, and offered them to the fabulous tongue. “Bite’em, Brandy. Bite me!” She was delirious with the pleasure of having her breasts licked. Brandy nipped at the bullet hard nipples of her round young breasts.

His cold nose brushed against her pink sweated flesh. Tail wagging, he slathered his tongue slowly over her hard nipples, and into her armpits, and up to her elbow. The strange new sensation boggled the virgin teen. She splayed her arms, shivering as his tongue slithered over her bosom, across her face, and under her arms, and sides, over and over. He was drenching her whole upper body in warm doggie drool, and she loved it, stealing her body into enamored rapture with his wet hot rough tongue.

“Oh, Brandy,” Nancy purred, floating on a sensuous cloud of passion. “Ooooo, I love you!” She rolled her hips fanning her legs as she cooed. Her fingers soaked with doggie drool, caressing the beast's face, scratching, playfully pulling on his ears she wanted to turn him on.

 Occasionally, his long broad tongue swiped over Nancy’s flushed face unexpectedly, and the woman-child squealed, causing Brandy to yip. She lifted her thighs and cooed, “Uhhhun, Brandy! Yes, Brandy,” Her glassy blue eyes floated. She opened her mouth to sigh, “Ooh!” and Brandy’s tongue slipped in. She choked for a moment, recovered, then sucked on his tongue, until he pulled it out. She moaned. “Ooh!”

Nancy poked her own tongue out, trying to attract the animal’s beautiful tongue back. It was like the first time, Billy had French-kissed her, only better. His coal-black eyes picked up the flicking of her tongue. He slathered his tongue, across her breasts, up her neck, over her face, and into her awaiting mouth, plunging it back into her throat. He licked inside her cheeks, the roof of her mouth, her tongue. Rolling it about slowly; inching it deeper into her throat. He licked tickling her gag reflex as Brandy’s tongue snaked in and out over and over. She began petting him under the neck, in a coaxing way.

Nancy was wrapped in a blanket of lust. His tongue was wonderful, no matter what he did with it. She sucked it with enthusiasm getting his whole tongue into her wide-open mouth. Brandy pulled his tongue from her mouth as she closed, scraping it over her teeth; he yipped and shook his head in protest.

“I’m sorry,” Nancy moaned. She lifted her hands, caressed his rubbery jowls. “I’m sorry.” She cooed. “Don’t stop. Please.” Brandy had no intention of stopping. He went back to slobbering all over Nancy’s breasts, nudging occasionally on her hard swollen nipples. His tongue sloshed through her armpits, causing her to shudder but he stayed away from her mouth.

Nancy didn’t know that Brandy had been trained to please since a puppy, and purchased by the Rands for that exact purpose. He was drooling on and between her young breasts. She only cared that Brandy was driving her to an exquisite peak of arousal.

Nancy breasts heaved uncontrollably to her fast deep breathing, she was enamored. She wanted more; she craved the pleasures of his tongue on more sensitive parts of her body. She gasped when this thought finally penetrated her lustful mind. Nancy remembered how she pleasured the beast with her hand.

She lifted her head and gasped as she watched him nibble at a the elastic band of her panties and start tugging at it. A shuddering spasm shot around inside her virgin pussy, as she thought, and gasped, “My pussy! God yesss! I hope he wants to ‘lick’ my pussy!” She used her hands with urgency lifting her buttocks off the mattress bicycling her legs as Brandy’s tugging began peeling her panties off exposing her wet, blushed bright red, virgin womanhood.

Nancy’s urging, shaky, hands tugged at Brandy’s head caused him to yip, and back away. Brandy returned and straddled the writhing child’s body, and started to lick her mouth coaxing it open, as she opened his tongue snaked its’ way in and rolling around and around, then deep enough to tickle her gag reflex. Then slithering his tongue out, and down the child's body, back up to her heaving breasts and down her sides as she lay there trembling. A shudder raked across her body as he poked her bellybutton with his cold nose, and started licking it continuously, long slathery licks, leaving a puddle of warm drool.

Every muscle in Nancy’s body was urgently squeezing, and releasing. She was closer than ever before to a ‘real,’ orgasm. Her sweet cream was coating her vulva, and seeping to her sweet fanny, and thighs covering them with a glistening glaze. Brandy stopped and just looked at Nancy's trembling body, licking the glaze from his chops.

She rolled her beautiful bottom up from the mattress, and started bouncing her fanny, and pumping her legs rhythmically splaying them wide. She settled back, trembling, panting waiting for the first swipe of his fantastic tongue. Nancy’s legs were spread as wide as possible; she reached for her feet with both hands, and pulled her legs flat, holding herself open, squeezing her eyes closed, and waited eagerly.

Brandy pushed his snout into her opened pussy, and with surprising suddenness, urine gushed, splashing off Brandy’s face, causing him to reel back yipping, shaking his head snorting, and sniffing. Nancy went insane. She bucked up twisting her hips, and collapsed back in a heap of writhing flesh with urine flowing out. When Nancy stopped peeing, she regained her hold and waited for Brandy to start again. The sheet had circular sprays spotted across it.

“Lick,” she cooed pleadingly, “Please... lick me!” She rolled her hips, enticing the animal to her sweet spot. Her fingers slid their way down her body pulling the puffy small folds of her sweet young, wet labia, exposing the pink never-before-touched vaginal opening.

Brandy moved to Nancy’s face, straddling her with all four legs. He began licking her lips, and chin, sliding his lathery tongue down her neck, and up to her earlobe rolling it on his teeth with his tongue. He was releasing a series of gasps and shudders from Nancy, as he nibbled, when she opened her mouth to breathe, again Brandy’s tongue slid in muffling her joyous shrieks. He withdrew his tongue and placed his head next to hers’ quietly tenderly licking her shoulders and neck.

Nancy regained some of her composure while, Brandy softly licked her ear, and she was feeling more at ease. Lying under this, hairy beast she playfully petted his neck, feeling his hot breath blow across her ear. She sensed something dripping on her downy hairs, and looked under him, and saw his red penis sticking out dripping. She found it exciting his essence splattering on her pelvis, running between her legs, clitoris, labia, and making her vaginal muscles quiver. She wondered if Brandy was going to start again.

Brandy as if he could read her mind began slathering his tongue across her shoulders inching his way down to her beautiful firm breasts across her hard nipples. He began taking long slow licks the full length of her torso starting at her pelvis ending at her nipples, and rolling them with his rough leathery tongue.

Nancy lay there bravely holding her self open, trembling as she knew he was about to start licking her, innocent, sweet little pussy. Brandy was sniffing at her inner thigh and giving it cautious licks moving closer. Brandy started taking long sensual licks from her little fanny out the full length of her inner thigh. He spread and opened her as he alternated from side to side. Brandy began licking her quivering anus, slithering the full length of his tongue across it.

She was gasping in short rapid breaths shuddering as she exhaled. Nancy’s pussy was feeling completely different it was as though she had a balloon inside her expanding, tingly as if it was being electrified. Nancy squeezed her eyes shut as her whole body ached from yearning. She only knew she wanted him to lick her right on the vagina so bad she started pleading, “Lick me! Oh God please.” She pushed on his head, and he yielded to her coaxing.

“Ooh! Au!” Her mouth opened, her eyes widened, and her nipples swelled atop heaving breasts as Brandy slathered his tongue over her pussy again and again. Nancy’s gasping cries of joy made his tail wag, his ears flick. Brandy began licking enthusiastically as Nancy’s sweet cream began to bubble onto his tongue.

He slithered his tongue over her virgin clitoris, labia, thighs and anus. Nancy’s soft pliant labia clung to Brandy’s rough leathery tongue as it slathered across parting her vaginal lips. Brandy’s tongue caused warm sudsy cream to flow from her innocent open vagina coating his tongue, and dangling from his jowls. He eagerly lapped it up, savoring Nancy’s sweet taste. The sounds his tongue made changed from a sticky slapping to a very wet sloshing almost like drinking from a water bowl, as Nancy’s juices flowed out. Frantically Brandy licked making muffled woofs as he slurped up the sweet cream.

Nancy didn’t believe the joy she was being overwhelmed with or how delightful the ache she felt in her belly became. With each swish of Brandy’s tongue Nancy’s insides felt like they were being sucked out through her vaginal opening. The sensual bombardment made her dizzy and light-headed. Intoxicated by her licentious passions; she lay there lost in the rapture.

“Ooh Au, Brandy!” sighing loudly. She clawed at the bed-sheet with both hands, ‘rhythmically undulating’ her body, as if she were afloat in a sea of warm water.

Nancy groaned loudly, “Brandy! Ooooo... Brandy!” Her lithe creamy body spasmed, writhing in pleasure. She lunged up thrusting her innocent vagina into his snout.

“Auhaahhh…!” she screeched as Brandy slurped his tongue parting the folds, seeking her entrance, the source of her sweet cream. He lifted his head and barked a few muffled barks, tail wagging as if he were trying to talk to her. Nancy looked at him desperately twisting her hips, lifting her fanny, and rubbing her sweet juicy pussy against his blunt snout. She didn’t know why he had stopped. She was too hot and innocent to figure it out what he was thinking.

“Don’t stop! Please.” She pleaded. Nancy was completely sweated. Brandy’s licking had sent her into sexual rapture.

Brandy dropped to his belly. His long, hot, rubbery tongue snaked out, slathering it again and again over Nancy’s clitoris, labia, and anus. Pushing it harder onto the Nancy’s swollen vaginal opening as if trying to penetrate her with it. Its leathery texture stretched the soft pliant vaginal lips splaying them wide revealing the dewy gems adorning Nancy’s pink vaginal walls

Nancy loved it, soaring wildly toward an explosive orgasm. “Yes. Brandy! Don’t stop!” she gasped near panic. Brandy didn’t. He pushed his snout into her pelvis, mashing her clit against his teeth as he licked. His tongue swished over her blood-engorged labia and clitoris sending her speeding toward the peak, of her first intense orgasm. She lay there writhing in rapture, dancing to Brandy’s tongue.

Nancy began arching, flexing, and bouncing in a mad frenzy as Brandy’s tongue lapped across her fully dilated vaginal opening. She belonged to the beast now as she thrashed about to Brandy’s heated licking, making her explode inside. She lifted her head and saw the tan beast between her parted legs. “Ooh, Au! Christ!” Her head dropped back with a thud. She placed her feet on his sides holding her self centered on his sweet tongue, and open.

Nancy’s buttocks thumped on the bed. Her small breasts jiggled like jelly. She thrusted her swollen vaginal opening onto his snout, squirming, twisting, forcing his cold wet nose between the velvety folds of her pussy. Her rectum quivered as his tongue swiped across it, sending electrical jolts throughout her young body.

Brandy’s snakelike tongue lashed rapidly over the Nancy’s pussy. Warm sudsy cum streamed out and over the pink puffy lips of her virgin womanhood. He wriggled his tongue between her vaginal lips finding the source of the sweet cream, and slurped greedily with his tongue. Long sweeping strokes of his tongue drinking her sweet cream, keeping her soaring at the peak.

Nancy was lost; melting inside, she started to cry with joyful tears, calling in a lost voice, rocking back and forth.

Sobbingly she called out, “Ooh! Au… God! Brandy! Ooh! Brandy…! Ooh, Brandy! God! Lliicckk…!” She cried, arching her back, eyes glowing, her face was red, and sweated. Nancy squished her sweet pussy against his muzzle, sighing loudly as her private parts were being lavished with his hot, rough tongue. Every muscle flexing, and releasing as Brandy slathered his tongue across Nancy ‘s engorged vulva. Breathing was in short rapid gasps, mixed with moans

Nancy drummed her fanny against the mattress. Her mature slender body writhing licentiously in blissful intoxication. She raked her firm breasts with her nails, twisting her rock hard nipples. Nancy squeezed her eyes closed gripping her hard nipples, as orgasms washed over her. Oblivious to her writhing body, she could only feel her cream being squeezed out by her convulsing vaginal muscles. Over and over she came from the Brandy’s relentless licking.

“Ooh, Brandy. I’m in heaven!” Nancy sighed slapping her legs against the mattress, her hips constantly moving, constantly drenching his snout with her warm sweet cream. She felt his slathering tongue covering her engorged vaginal opening. She cried deliriously as her orgasms subsided. She lay there quietly, even though Brandy was still slurping her cream.

Nancy lunged up, mashing her pussy into Brandy’s mouth she screamed out “Oohh…! God Oohh…! God Uuuhhh…Phew…”. Cum flowed from her creamy vagina, coating Brandy’s jowls. It was flowing out of his mouth, as he couldn’t lick fast enough. Her hips churned, urging him on as she had one last orgasm that ended as fast as it started, again she lay there quietly a few moments.

“No, more,” she cried. “No, more!” Her muscles ached; all of them, her vagina felt gapingly open.

Brandy didn’t listen; Nancy still had juice oozing from her sweet pussy. There was still a pool of vaginal-cream to be licked up. He slurped, savoring the sweet juice. He licked clean Nancy’s glazed thighs, her pussy, and to her quivering anus.

“No…! No! More…! Stop!” she gasped loudly. Nancy couldn’t take anymore. Her intoxication turned to numbness, then hurtful aching. She crushed her thighs together, trapping him.

Brandy yelped, then pulled his head out and stared at Nancy a quizzical expression on his face. Cum dripped down his jowls in long strings. Nancy stared at him, giggling with embarrassment. He looked like a rabid beast, his jowls covered with a glistening white creamy glaze, some dangling from his jowls.

Nancy stared at the ceiling; her eyes half closed, she was still enraptured, amazed at how excruciatingly delightful, climaxing is. Mystified by the events of the last few minutes and projecting new ideas into the future. “Goddamn, that was goood!” she said adding with her mind racing. She remembered; ‘how she was repulsed at the thought of doing anything like this with an animal,’ and her head reeling dizzily, as Nancy seductively skimmed her hand down the beast's hairy body. She touched the tip of his cock. “Ooooo…” she sighed. “It’s like touching hot meat. This is only the beginning.” Nancy started to think ‘sexual intercourse’ and how much more delightful that could be. Sounds from the nursery drifted into Nancy’s ears, telling her this is a perfect time to rest and recuperate.

 

 

The barkeep laughed as she reached for the glass, “I know that look, sick of the third leg eh?”

I smiled at that, teeth showing and my natural aura striking her, dazing her for a moment, “Exactly, could I have a refill?”

I held out the amount needed, but she hesitated, “You gonna take it slow… I don’t deal with drunks?”

I smiled again, “I’ll make this one last, I just needed to get the first one down.”

Her smile returned and she poured the amber liquid into the glass before sliding it to me. I held it up in salute before taking a sip. She looked over my shoulder then and her eyebrows rose before she beat a hasty retreat to the other end of the bar leaving me puzzled as I watched her face flush.

“What a pretty new face to join us, what brings you to join us within the Coven Hall?”

I turned and it was my turn to be dazzled. I stared, she was a goddess walking as a mortal, had to be, no one could be that beautiful without being a god. I was damn close to that type of beauty, but damn!

She was about five ten and had long slender legs. Her body was the perfect hour glass form, nice hips with a tidy little bum. Her stomach was flat and her chest was perfectly proportionate to the rest of her. Her skin was smooth and silky, a bit on the pale side but it was still perfection. Her hair was straight and black, currently tied back but I was positive should she let it free that it would fall to the small of her back. Her lips were full and a red most couldn’t achieve with lipstick, but I could tell she had not a touch of makeup on except a little eye shadow to accent her eyes, a brilliant piercing green. When her eyes met mine I knew exactly what she was.

The succubi are Lilith’s daughters, but we were not of her soul, she only has one daughter of her soul, though that soul was lost to us long ago, cursed to live a mortal life till she chose one of us to free her, not that she would know that she was not mortal.

Though I knew this it seemed not to matter as I answered a bit tersely, “That has got to be the dullest pickup line I’ve ever heard.”

She simply laughed and seated herself next to me, staring into my eyes as she studied me, “Sorry, I was a bit distracted by the beauty set before me, wrapped oh so wonderfully.”

I ducked my head at this, a blush I couldn’t explain climbing over my skin. I was nothing to her in her black leather pants and deep burgundy corset that clung to her like a second skin. I was about five six and didn’t have the legs like she did. My hair was a honeyed brown that fell in curls to my shoulders. My form was nice, a good shape, but my hips and butt were a bit small while my breasts were a little overlarge for my body. My stomach was flat and my legs and arms were nicely defined. My skin was fair and my eyes were a warm brown, almost amber. I was one of the rare ones that chose to use my birth form most of the time so it wasn’t like I couldn’t fix these little things, but I never wanted to.

I was wearing a unique dress. It was a soft cotton died a brilliant red. To put it on I put a strap over one shoulder then wrapped it around me to tie closed at the one side, showing hints of my fair skin between the ties, “And if I wasn’t as savvy and just a bit more inclined towards women I’d be a slobbering idiot right now,” I looked down the bar at the bartender, “One of your conquests?”

She smiled flashing her teeth as she took the embedded compliment for what it was before turning her gaze down the bar, “Yum, my favoriate to date.”

I took another sip to hide a smile, “Lucky girl.”

Before I knew what was happening she had gently put her hands to my face and had turned my head. Her lips met mine and the world swam from my view, centering on those lips. Gently they caressed mine, a soft massage before her tongue flicked out, parting my lips to taste me for just a moment before she fully pulled away, leaving me breathless and an ache spreading between my thighs.

“I haven’t been kissed by another girl since my dance team won the state championship during my sophomore year.” I muttered, trying to get my mind to flutter back.

She giggled and grabbed my hand, leading me to the door, “I bet I know what happened after that,”

After that I was lost. Somehow we ended in front of a door with her back to me as she unlocked it. She pulled me into her apartment and closed the door behind her. I stepped in and took a quick look around, noting the furnature before turning to look at her.

She was staring at me with those green eyes with a smile stretching her lips. Slowly she walked to me, hips swaying hypnotically, “Lets get you unwrapped.”

Her hands gripped my hips and pulled me close. As our bodies pressed together she kissed me again. This time her tongue slid in and wrapped around mine, caressing it till I  was almost moaning with the sensation. Her hand slowly slid up my side, pulling at each tie, undoing it and then stroking her fingers along my skin till the next one. Finally the last tie came undone and she broke the kiss. Staring into my eyes she set a hand on my shoulder and stepped back. Her hand pushed the strap from my shoulder as the dress unwound and it fell to the floor. Her eyes took in my naked form and she licked her lips before swaying her hips, “Mind helping me?”

I nodded and dropped to my knees before her. I lean forward and ran my hands about the edge of her pants, caressing the skin where it disappeared under the leather. I could feel her looking down at me as she gripped the back of my head. I put my lips to the clasp of her pants and slowly used them to undo the clasp.  I curled my fingers and pulled her pants down, watching the leather peel from her skin with a soft sigh.

As soon as I tossed the pants over to the side she hooked her leg over my shoulder and I didn’t need to be told. My tongue flicked out and ran over the length of her shaved pussy. I heard a soft sigh and then pressed my lips to her clit, tongue darting out to flick at the ball of nerves. Her hips pressed her sex into my face and a moan slipped from her. In moments she was wet, I could feel it slowly dripping from her. I dipped a finger into her for a moment before sliding it to her rear, tracing it around the opening of her ass and then sliding it in to her gasp. Slowly I pulled it in and out as I pressed my tongue past her nether lips, tasting her insides.

“Oh my… faster.”

I obeyed and started working with a fever, sliding my tongue in and out of her, listenting to her moan, until her voice rose in a scream and cum poured from her. I licked it up, greedily lapping each little drop up.

Finally she stepped back and gripped my shoulders, pulling to my feet, “What is your name?”

“Anasha.”

She smiled down at me then bent me over backwards on a table. She gripped my wrists and pinned them against the wood above my head as she slipped one leg between mine and the other over mine, angling so she could rub her pussy to mine. Slowly she pressed against me, her corset rubbing against my chest causing my nipples to harder. She peered into my eyes and slowly started grinding against me. I tried to keep staring into her eyes but soon my head feel back as I moaned out my pleasure, heat building in my cored as she rubbed against me. I closed my eyes and then gasped as her lips found my left nipple, sucking at it causing me to squeal.

I was lost in her body, unable to think beyond the pleasure as she rubbed herself against me. I heard her panting as she pleasured herself too, but I could tell she was getting something else, she was awakening, absorbing my energy as she fucked me. Soon I was grunting in pleasure with each thrust of her hips, getting louder each time. Then my body stiffened and the core of pleasure broke in me, flooding me in pleasure so intense that my I squirted my cum as she did, the both of us climaxing, and then the world went dark.

“Hi Sexy. What's up?”

The video finally connected and I saw my wife sitting in the chair fully dressed. This was a bit of a disappointment as she often put on a 'show' for me while I was away.

“I have something to ask you.”

“Okay.”

“Tracey is in town and I suggested that she come stay with me while you are away. Is that okay?”

“That's fine. At least you won't be alone then.”

“That's what I was thinking.”

“When is she coming?”

“In about an hour. She is bringing dinner.”

“Cool. Why do you look so worried?”

“I am nervous.”

“About what?”

“Well you know I have always been wanted to be with a woman.”

“Yes,” I said, feeling my cock beginning to harden.

“You know I have always found Tracey attractive.”

“Yes,” I said in anticipation.

“If I can get it right, would you be okay if I tried it with her?”

“Not at all.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes Sexy, I am sure.”

“I have been trying to build up the courage all day to ask you,” she said smiling for the first time.

“I know it has always been something you have wanted to try.”

'Thank you Honey, but I have one more request.”

“Shoot.”

“I don't want you too watch us because I will be too nervous.”

“That's fine Sexy, you can turn them off.”

We had set up security cameras in our lounge, study, bedroom and garage that we could access via the web just in case anything happened while we were not at home. We had never had the need to use them but they were always on.

“Thanks Honey.”

After we had finished, I went downstairs for dinner, but kept thinking of what my wife was up to. It was going to be a long night. I got back to my room around nine o'clock and had a shower before climbing into bed. I had my notebook on my lap and was busy surfing the web, when I decided to go and check out to see if our security cameras had been turned off.

They hadn't.

Tracey and my wife were in the lounge. There was a bottle of wine on the table and they seemed to be just chatting. My wife had changed into a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. Tracey must have come straight from work, as she was dressed in a skirt and blouse. Neither wore any shoes and they were sitting on the couch facing one another. Our cameras had no sound so there was no way I could hear what they were talking about, but the image was clear, and that is what mattered.

Nothing changed for nearly half an hour until Celeste got off the couch and went over to the kitchen with the dinner plates. Tracey leaned forward and poured them each another glass of wine. When Celeste returned, she sat on the edge of the couch and Tracey got up and sat cross-legged on the floor between her legs. Celeste began massaging Tracey's shoulders. Within ten minutes, Tracey began unbuttoning her blouse and Celeste took it from her and lay it on the couch. The cameras were only black and white so I couldn't tell what colour Tracey's bra was, but it looked white. Celeste was back to massaging Tracey's shoulders and I was already rock hard. Tracey took a sip of wine and handed Celeste the glass. While Celeste drank, Tracey unhooked her bra and placed it on top of her blouse. Her breasts were small and her nipples were dark and they complimented her olive skin. Tracey picked up the other glass of wine and took another sip. Celeste went back to massaging Tracey's shoulders and back and then leaning forward, Celeste ran her fingertips between Tracey's breasts. Her hands moved outwards and she began stroking Tracey's breasts. Looking back, Tracey said something to Celeste and they began kissing. Celeste continued stroking Tracey's breasts while they kissed and when they broke off their kiss, Tracey got onto her knees and turned around. She reached for Celeste's t-shirt and pulled it over her head. Celeste hadn't been wearing a bra and Tracey reached over and ran her fingertips over Celeste's large breasts. Their lips locked again and Celeste pulled Tracey towards her. I watched as my wife's hands slid down Tracey's back until they were on her butt. Then they stopped kissing and looking at one another, Tracey began talking. I saw Celeste shake her head and then Tracey answered her by also shaking her head.

I was still wondering what they had said to one another when Tracey reached behind her and unzipped her skirt. She let it drop to the floor before sliding it over her knees and feet. She then reached for Celeste's jeans and began unbuttoning them. She was smiling as she slid them down Celeste's legs and added them to the pile of clothing. Celeste lay back on the couch with her head against the armrest and Tracey got her knees and lay on top of Celeste. The camera was in the corner on the roof, so I couldn't see if they were kissing, but it didn't matter. Celeste's hands were back on Tracey's butt and Tracey was leaning on one arm, while running her other hand through Celeste's hair. Then Tracey began sliding downwards, planting kisses over Celeste's neck and breasts. As Tracey moved further down, Celeste closed her eyes and began running her fingers through Tracey's long black hair. Tracey was soon on her knees again, leaning forward and planting kisses on Celeste's hips. Hooking her fingers into the sides of Celeste's panties, she slowly slid them down her pale legs. I knew my wife was probably sopping wet and when Tracey began kissing my wife's pubic area, I could smell her myself, having done the same to her many times myself.

I couldn't see if Tracey was licking my wife's pussy as her head was in the way, but seeing my wife, with her eyes still closed, begin to massage her own breasts, I knew Tracey must be doing something to her that she was enjoying. It wasn't long before I saw my wife start bucking on the couch as she orgasmed. Tracey looked up at her and they began talking again. Then Celeste sat up against the armrest and Tracey crawled up the couch and sat down between her legs, and rested against her. I could tell Celeste was horny, because her arms were soon around Tracey's hips. One hand went to Tracey's breast and the other went down between her legs. Tracey reached down and slid off her g-string. Celeste's hand went straight back between Tracey's legs.

My cock was hard and dripping, and watching my wife rubbing another woman's pussy was just too much. I took my cock in my hand and began to jerk off. If it took ten strokes before I was shooting my semen all over the bed, it was a lot.

Tracey was holding onto Celeste's legs as her orgasm hit her and I watched as her body went into spasm as she came. Reaching between her legs, Tracey pulled Celeste's hand away, and spinning round, the two of them began to kiss. Gone was the gentleness, it now looked as if they wanted more from of one another.

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"I knew I should have jacked off this morning."

But I knew myself well enough to know the only way of getting rid of my Miss Alvarez fantasy was to jerk off. Since I couldn’t go back to class with a hard-on I decided to do the deed quickly. I pulled out my full hard cock, and I started to rub and fondle my balls until the point where I was ready to fuck anything that walked. I closed my eyes and imagined Miss Alvarez begging me to eat her out. I heard the door open but thought nothing of it since I was being quiet. I continued my slow rhythmic motions as I heard the door opening again. For a split second I thought what if that person saw me through the door crack. I worried for a moment, but hurriedly decided to get back to the task on hand.

I slowly stroked my cock for what felt like an eternity. I could feel my balls wanting to explode with the passion and ecstacy I’d felt so many times before. I continued fantasizing about my teacher as I stroked circles around the head of my fully erect cock. I felt my load beginning to bubble inside me when I suddenly heard moaning outside the stall door. I quickly zipped up and rushed the door open only to see a sight from the heavens. There she was, the woman of my dreams, Miss Alvarez, spread eagle, feet on the sinks, pussy in the air, masturbating. Instantly I felt my cock grow even more. There was no hiding my erection from her, not like it mattered judging on her position. My cock was huge.

"Miss Alvarez!" I managed to choke out from the bottom of my throat. "What are you doing!?"

"I caught a peek of you through the door," she replied in her sexy Spanish tone "I thought you might like it if I join in on the fun."

I felt my cheeks go beet red. Somehow the thought of her catching me in my most private of moments made me long for that sweet Spanish pussy even more.

"Sit down in that stall again or it’s another detention for you" she said as she slowly fingered her beautiful pink pussy, which I could now see was totally soaked with her juices.

I obeyed the teacher and sat again in the stall. I pulled out my still erect cock and shivering from the pure excitement of the situation at hand. My hands were freezing cold and I let out a small moan as they made contact with my cock. I began to stroke my cock again, watching her finger her sweet hole. She rolled her head back as her tempo increased. She inserted a finger into her pussy as she licked her lips and stared straight at me.

Miss Alvarez undid her blouse and exposed to me her perfect tits. Her beautiful nipples were erect and ready to be sucked. I felt my body continue shivering and I increased my tempo. She rolled her head back again and jammed one more finger into her pussy. She started to moan as I watched her juices flow down her fingers.

"Fuck me like a good little schoolboy!" she screamed in total ecstacy.

I couldn’t take it any more. My cock exploded into the biggest orgasm I’d ever had. I felt my thick cream spurt all over myself as I stroked faster and faster. My whole body was trembling as I felt myself contract to squeeze out the last few drops of cum I had left inside me.

Miss Alvarez got up, totally naked and came over to me, she got on her knees and cleaned off my cock of all the cum. As I went to get up she said

"Aren’t you going to return the favor?"

I got on my knees and cleaned her sweet pussy of all the juices. When she stood up, we got dressed and she said

"So, detention next Wednesday ?"

She smiled at me and walked away.

I went over, sat almost opposite & watched her. She never even looked my way. I finally say hi to her. She looked my way & said hi & went back looking straight ahead. I lied & told her I had not seen her in here before. She said she had seen me. She showed no facial or tone emotions. She was a strange one alright.

"My name is Beverly" I said, as I held my hand out towards her. I couldn't believe it when she took my hand & with a smile, said" I'm Nancy."  We struck up a conversation. The more I learned about her, the more intrigueing she bacame.

She came from a small farming town where her father & mother owned a grocery & feed store. She was the oldest of nine children. When she got big enough, she was left to look after the others until they could look after themselves. Their house was right next to the store, so if there was a problem, she could quickly get her mother or father. There was only time for school, studying & looking after her siblings. Boyfriend, no. What were her plans? The sciences. To get her PHd & teach at a college or university. Boyfriend, sex, marriage. Never crossed her mind. Study, study, study. Little did she know I had other plans for her. A true virgin for the taking.

I finally convinced her to go out for dinner with me one Friday nite. We sat, talked & even shared a bottle of wine. She said that was the first time she had ever had a drink of anything but pop. When I asked her how she liked the wine, she said it was nice, but made her light headed. I said it made me feel the same way. We laughed the more we drank & even got to the point of being giddy. I invited her back to my place & never hesitated about saying yes. I took her hand & then placed my arm around her waist, as we walked back to my place. She placed her arm around me. I held her close. We took turns laying our heads on each others shoulder. "Did she have an idea what lay ahead or was she just too happily drunk to care" I thought to myself.

When we got back to my place, I told her to kick off her shoes & sit on the sofa while I got us a drink. She didn't say no to a drink, so I poured each of us a good big glass of wine. When I came back into the livingroom, She was sitting with her back against the sofa, arms at her side & legs slightly spread. She looked very at ease & very desirable with her nice firm boobs pushing her blouse out. As I got closer, I could see her nipples pressed against her bra. I handed her, her drink & sat beside her. "Cheers" I said, raising mine. She raised her & we clicked glasses.

We sat there talking & looking at each other about whatever was on our mind at the moment. Her eyes twinckled. Her lips so kissable. Her face so innocent. Well almost all. I don't think she was thinking about sex, whereas I was. Sex with her.

I ran my fingers throught her hair. She looked into my eyes. "Does that feel good" I asked her. With a slight purr, she said the only other person to do that beside herslf, was her mother. "Do you mind if I do it" I asked. "Not all all" she said. As I played with her hair, the looked in her eyes became far away. "Where was she at that moment" I thought. She let her head fall onto my shoulder. I let my hand fall onto her shoulder & pulled her close to me. She just lay there silently. I sipped my wine. She just held her glass.

"Do you want to watch a video" I asked. "Sure" she said. The one I had in mind, was not one most people would have in their house. It was of two girls making out. I got up, fetched the video out of the drawer in the wall cabinet, turned on the video, opened the door & slipped the video in. As I walked back to the couch, I pointed the remote control toward the machine to close the door. As I sat back on the couch beside her, the video loaded. I put my arm around her. She laid her head on my shoulder. When it said play on the scree, I pushed the play button.

She gasped when she saw what it was about. I was expecting her to get mad. Instead of that, all she said was, "I've heard of these things but never seen one." "Do you mind or would you like to see something else" I asked. "Is it just about two girls" she asked, "or are there guys in it too?" "Just girls" I said. "Then lets watch this, as I've heard about girls having sex together, but always wondered what they did, as neither has a cock." She floored me.

She raised her head. I Pushed her long hair aside & continued to run my fingers through it. I started to nibble on her ear. The kiss & lick her neck. She let out a slight moan. I took my other hand & lighltly ran it up & down her throat. Then across her chin & face, but made sure I didn't block her vision. I ran my fingers across her lips. She opened her mouth & started to suck on my fingers. She moaned more & more. I looked at the video. The girls were carressing each others boobs. 

I let my hand slip down & do the same to the same to Nancy. She put her hands on mine & encouraged me. She undid the buttons on her blouse, pulled the end out of her skirt, reached behind her, undid her bra & took them both of without taking her eyes off the TV. Her boobs were firm. Her nipples the size of an eraser on a thick pencil. I ran my hand over her boobs, stopping momentarily to rub her nipples between my thumb & forefinger. She moaned loudly. "Do you like me doing that" I asked. "Please do it more" she asked. I squeezed them harder & pulled on them at the same time. "More, more" she moaned. "Did you use to play with your nipples" I asked. "Yes" she replied. "Did you play with your clit too?" "I had to pleasure myself somehow" she said. "Did you make yourself have an orgasm" I asked. "I wanted to very badly" she answered & added she couldn't, as she shared a bed with on of her sisters. "Well I would like to play with your clit & make you have an orgasm, so why don't you slip your panties off." She lifter her butt, slipped them down till they were around her knees, lifted her legs up & slipped them off over her feet.

"Now be a good girl & spread your legs so I can see how wet you are & how swollen your labia & clit are too." She spread her. I slipped my hand up under her skirt till I reached her crotch. She was very wet. Her labia & clit swollen. She let out a long moan, as I started to play with her clit. "Does that feel good" I asked. "Yes" she said with a moan & smile on her face. "Do you think we should have more sex then what we are having" I asked. "Please" she asked. "Do you want me to give you oral sex after I give you an orgasm with my fingers." "I want to do whatever girls do to girls, as long as it's not gross" she replied. "Well my sweet, we will do it all after the video is over" I told her.

I kept playing with her clit, then slipped one finger in, then two & slowly began to slip them in as far as I could & the out again. She slipped down till her butt was on the edge of the sofe cushion. "Did you ever do this to yourself" I asked, as I fingered her. "No But I wanted to" she answered. "So you wanted to masturbate then till you had had an orgasm" I asked. "Oh fuck yes." "This girl is coming out of herself" I said to myself & right here in my place. I watched the video as I fingered her & hoped I could give her that orgasm at the same time one of the girls on the video was fingering the other till she had an orgasm. This was my lucky nite. Nancy had hers at the same time the other girl did. When she finally came down from her height of ecstacy, I slipped my fingers out, stuck them in my mouth & savoured her wonderfully tasty virgin juice of total joy.

We went into my bedroom, stripped & climbed into bed. She did as asked. She gave me oral sex till I had an orgasm. For a first timer, she did well. Then I did her. Then we did each other in the sixty-nine position, over & over again. I got up went into the closet, found my strap-on toy of joy & walked back out. "What do you mean girls don't have cocks" I asked, as I wiggled it around with my hand. When she looked, I thought her eyes were going to come out of their sockets.

"My fuck" she said, "that is big." "Bigger then any guys & will give you lots of pleasure" I told her. I got back on the bed. She knew what to do. As I positioned myself between her spread thighs, she took ahold of the shaft & guided it home. She put a hand over her mouth. As I gently eased it in, she arched her back. "Does that feel good" I asked, as I glanced down at my new found virgin. She shook her head up & down.

We became instant lovers. She moved in with me. I had thought about joining the lesbian community at the college, but there was no way I was going to let some other lesbian get close to Nancy.