r 7 million dollars for this one little trip. That was his fee to get everything transferred where I would not have to pay any inheritance taxes or go through a probate court where the courts would wind up owning about ¼ of everything. He left a small folder with me that contained a listing of all the businesses I owned and the country where the business was located. It also contained the names of all the officers in the company and profit/loss statements. Any bribes needing paying he said would come out of his fee. He then left.

The time had come to go on a cruise with the little ship. Aurora had stocked the galley with enough food for 20 people for a month. We had enough fuel to go around the world without refueling. The fresh water-making machine was producing more water than the 10 of us could use, so it was time to go. We had a load of fresh fruit and vegetables from the plantation for the Marines at Guantanamo Bay in Cuba on board. Lewis and Jonesy had been on board for two days checking out everything to make sure nothing would go wrong. Jonesy was really in his element. He said the machine shop had enough tools and equipment that he could fabricate anything under 6 feet long. He was like a kid in a toy store. Lewis was checking every item against a check list he had drawn up with help from Snake and Pole. The arms locker had enough firepower to hold off a light cruiser.

I asked why we needed all the firepower and Snake just said, “You never know when you might need it.” Pole said it would be useless to fight unless you had the wherewithal to win.

Aurora decided that two of the maids should also come along. They would sleep in the crew quarters while she, as head of the staff would sleep in guest quarters with her daughters. I, of course, would be in the owner’s quarters. I told Jonesy and Lewis to take the cabins next to the stairs to the deck level. One of them would always be on watch in the bridge unless I was there. We shoved off about 7:30 in the morning in a 3 ft. sea. It was a great day to go to sea. The temperature was about 72 degrees with a 5 knot wind. Perfect conditions. As the day progressed, Jonesy, Lewis, and I were in the bridge and Jonesy exclaimed, “Holy shit!”

We looked where he was looking and Aurora and her three daughters were lying on mats on the foredeck on their backs, naked! It was a mad scramble with all three of us grabbing binoculars. It was a sight to behold. Aurora with her full figure, and her daughters, each smaller than the other, and all four with bald pussies.

“My word, John,” Lewis said. “I’m sure glad you talked me into taking this job. Beats the hell out of the foredeck of a Coast Guard cruiser. Boss, I think we’re going to get our brains fucked out tonight.”

“Not me,” I said. “I’m going to be on the bridge until 0200 hours.”

Dinner was fabulous. We caught a 42 pound halibut and Aurora prepared it for us. At my insistence, we all ate together at the same table. We set the proximity alarm on the radar units and ate in the bar behind the bridge. We had a good time and enjoyed everyone’s company. I noticed Aurora was very friendly with Pole and knew he was in for a good time tonight. I knew that look on Aurora’s face. She wanted quantity, not just quality. The two maids were very shy, having never eaten with the boss before. I told them while at sea with just us, they were one of the family. Linda, the smallest of the maids, set her sights on Lewis, and Theresa had her eyes on Jonesy. I knew that somebody was going to be disappointed as there were more women than men available with me on watch. After dinner we relaxed and I took a nap in preparation to the long night. I awoke about 9:30 and took a shower. Dressed in shorts, a t-shirt and sneakers. I arrived in the bridge just before 10 and found Pole and Aurora on watch. Pole had a strange bulge in the front of his pants and Aurora had a smile as she rubbed Pole’s ass. I relieved them and they took off in a hurry. I made a pot of coffee and settled in for watch. Lara came into the bridge about 10:30 and climbed up on the bench behind me. I was afraid she was going to come on to me, but she just watched. Soon she slid into the chair next to me and asked questions about the instruments.

“Señor,” she said, “Mama said you did not want to make love to me. Is there something wrong with me?”

“No, Lara. There is nothing wrong with you. You are a beautiful young lady but you are very young. I am concerned, that is all. Your mother wants this for you, but how do you feel about it?”

“I have talked to my sisters and mother and they all tell me that there is nothing better than having an orgasm with a man. I have brought myself to an orgasm with my hand, but they said it is nothing like with a man. I am ready and want you to give me the same pleasure you gave my mother. Two days ago my mother helped me break my maidenhead so it would not hurt when you make love to me. And, tomorrow I turn 14 and want to come to your bed after my party.”

She came over to me and gave me a kiss on my cheek, pressing her small breasts against my arm. As she turned to leave, she brushed her hand against my crotch and smiled. She then left the bridge leaving me to think of tomorrow. About 2 am Jonesy came into the bridge. He looked like he had been run over with a truck.

“Did you get any sleep, Jonesy?”

“Nope. Got thoroughly fucked, tho’.”

“Listen, I have a full pot of coffee, I’m wide awake, so go get some sleep.” Just be sure I’m relieved by 0800.”

“Okay, Captain. I am beat. I appreciate it very much.” And, away he staggered. I got comfortable, turned on the satellite TV and switched to CNN for a while. Later, I checked the Weather Channel and the weather looked good, so I started channel surfing. Nothing worth watching on the premium channels, so I settled for a COPS marathon. After about 3 hours, I had enough of COPS so I turned off the TV. I was feeling tired, so I set the proximity alarm and put my feet up and drifted off to that place somewhere between sleep and awake. I could hear what was going on around me, but I also had dreams.

“Want some breakfast, sir?” I looked around and Christina was standing there with a breakfast burrito and some homemade cinnamon rolls. I sat up and said I was very hungry. As I started to eat, she made another pot of coffee. She looked cute moving around the bridge and when she stood in front of a window I could see she wasn’t wearing a bra. She moved up to me and asked me if I was looking forward to tonight. When I asked her what she meant, she said she meant the birthday party, and then with Lara. I explained I was apprehensive about making love to a young girl. She moved up against me and started unbuttoning her dress. When she had about five buttons opened, she dropped the dress off her shoulders and it dropped to her feet.

“How about making love to me?” She took one of my hands and placed it against her breast as she leaned over to kiss me. As I said earlier, “She knew how to kiss.” I could feel my cock stirring and she moved her hand to the inside of my thigh. She moved her hand up as she continued giving me a kiss that was making me a little dizzy. When her hand reached my crotch I pushed her back and buried my head in her chest kissing and sucking her breast while massaging her other breast. I pulled on her nipples and nipped them with my teeth, swirling my tongue around and sucking on her breasts. She was working my cock through my shorts like an expert. I cupped her Venus mound in my hand and let my middle finger move up and down her slit. I could feel how wet she was as I slipped my finger into her. I worked my finger in and out as I rubbed her clit with the heel of my hand. I stood up and pulled her to me. She yanked down my shorts and boxer shorts letting them fall. My cock was against her stomach and she moved back and forth against it. She grasped my cock and started stroking it. She pulled back and took my cock in both hands rolling it back and forth between here hands, then went down on her knees and took me into her mouth. She knew how to give head and was showing me her expertise. I stood her up, turned her around, bent her over against the bulkhead and grasped her breasts from behind as I slipped my dick between her legs moving back and forth. She reached down and held my dick against her pussy lips as I moved back and forth fucking her labia. She backed up and bent over further. It was time to do some serious fucking so I placed my dick against her vaginal opening and started pushing into her. She was pushing back as I was pushing forward. Although she was tight, she was very wet so it only took a few thrusts until I was all the way in and that beautiful, young ass was against my abdomen. I started thrusting slowly holding her ass in both hands pushing her away and pulling her back. I could see our reflection in the side glass, her breasts swaying and her head pulled back. I started to thrust in earnest gaining speed with every thrust. She was moaning and grunting and suddenly she yelled something I did not understand as she pushed back against me. I could feel her pussy muscles twitching as she came. I was pumping her as fast as I could as I exploded into her 15-year-old pussy. My dick twitched and jerked as I continued to spew seamen into her. Finally our orgasms subsided and I pulled out of her. She turned around, went down on her knees and cleaned my cock with her mouth. She smiled as she picked up her dress, put it on, and walked to the door.

“Coffee’s ready,” She stated, as she left the bridge. I got dressed, got some coffee and sat down exhausted.

“Lara will be even better,” I heard Aurora’s voice say. I spun around and she was leaning on the door to the port side of the bridge.

“Have long have you been there?”

“Since Christina walked in. It was nice seeing how you enjoyed my daughter. Tonight you will make Lara a woman, but Angelina will be in your bed overnight. That is the way they want it, so that is the way it will be.” She turned and walked away.

I could not believe what has been happening. I could not even dream about this situation, but I am damn sure enjoying it. About 3 pm the party started. Lara looked very pretty wearing a short skirt, tube top, and had her hair fixed with curls. We had fresh fish caught this morning by Lewis and Jonesy, rice with mushroom gravy, a green vegetable medley with cheese sauce and fresh fruit salad. The cake was simple with little decorations around it. Everyone had a good time. After the party we relaxed and drank coffee. Some members had brandy or beer but no one had more than one. Aurora walked up to me around 5 pm and asked me accompany her below. Surely it can’t be that time in the middle of the afternoon! We went to my cabin and sure enough, Lara was waiting in a peach colored negligee that hid nothing. Standing, her breasts looked larger than when I had seen them when she was sunbathing. Her Venus mound was protruding, and she had a look on her face that was pure innocence, but also had desire and apprehension. Aurora said it was time for Lara to become a woman and she sat down on a chair.

“Are you going to stay and watch?” I asked with some apprehension.

“Oh, yes. Not only is she going to learn what it is like to be pleasured by a man; she needs to learn to give pleasure as well. I will be giving her instructions. Does this make you nervous?”

“Well, yes it does,” I replied.

She stood up and started taking off her clothes. “Then I shall be a participant. That should make you more relaxed.”

With that statement, she finished removing the last of her clothing and said to Lara, “A man likes for a woman to be a little aggressive. Come over to him and kiss him pressing your body against him. Be sure your pussy presses against his crotch. Keep kissing him and pressing against him until you feel his cock start to rise.”

Lara did as she was instructed. She felt so small in my arms, but with her body against me and seeing Aurora totally naked, it did not take long for my dick to start to rise to the situation.

“His cock is stirring, mama.”

“Good. Now move your hips to massage his cock. Left to right, that’s perfect, baby. Now, reach down with your hand and rub his cock through his trousers.”

Oh, she followed directions well.

“A man loves for a woman to undress him, so undo his pants and let them drop to the floor.” I stood there while this 14-year-old girl was undressing me with her naked mother giving instructions. It was a dirty old man’s dream. Before Aurora could say anything else, Lara pulled my polo shirt over my head leaving me standing there with my pants and shorts around my ankles. I pushed off my sneakers with my feet and stepped out of my pants. I took her breast in my hand and started to massage it. Her nipples were hard as rocks and she gasped when I rolled her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. I picked her up and carried her to the bed. I lay her down and started untying the belt of her negligee. When the gown was open and her body was totally exposed to me I leaned over and took her breast in my mouth while massaging the other one. I felt the bed shift and Aurora was lying on her stomach next to us watching her daughter’s response.

“Take his cock in your hand while he continues to arouse you, “ Aurora instructed. Her small hand reached between my legs and took my dick slowly squeezing it and tracing the length of the shaft.

“Stroke it, baby,” Aurora said. Lara starting moving her hand back and forth on the shaft. I moved down kissing her abdomen and swirling my tongue in her navel. I approached her pubic area and felt her push up against my hand and lips. I slowly moved my finger down separating the lips of her slit. She gasped again as my finger brushed her clit. I parted her lips and brought my tongue down flipping her clit back and forth and felt her stop stroking my dick but tightening up her hand around the shaft. She brought both hands down to the bed and gripped the sheet pushing against my caresses and moaning. I continued licking and nibbling her inner lips and clit while I slowly pushed my finger into her hole. I pushed in until I could go no further and moved in and out while moving sideways, also. She was getting very wet and I inserted a second finger trying to stretch her a little since she was so small and tight. As I was pushing into her with my fingers, I remembered they had ruptured her maidenhead two days previous so Lara would have no pain today when I made her a woman. Aurora was very close and I could hear her breathing hard as well. Aurora reached over and started to rub her daughter’s breast while massaging my balls with the other hand.

Suddenly Lara had an orgasm causing her to yell and pull back from me, then suddenly she started bucking hard against me yelling, “MORE! MORE! MORE!”

As she started coming down from her orgasm, I noticed Aurora shaking with what appeared to be an orgasm. I looked around and she had removed her hand from Lara and had been fingering herself.

I moved around to position myself for penetration, but Aurora said, “Not yet. She needs to pleasure you first. This is why I am here, to give instruction.”

“Now watch baby,” she said to Lara. She looked at me and told me to lay on my back. “He is hard now and this is the best time to give him the most pleasure,” she said. “Take his cock in your hand and slowly lick the head of his cock, swirling your tongue around the head and the underside of the shaft. When you lick the shaft, put more pressure with your tongue as you slide your tongue up and down the shaft.”

She was learning very fast and it felt wonderful.

“Now stretch your lips over your teeth so you won’t hurt him and put your mouth over the head and push down as far as you can. Then come back up taking his cock completely out of your mouth, but when you come up, press your tongue against the underside of his cock and bring your lips together, just like you do when you eat an ice cream cone.”

Oh, how she was learning. Lara tried to take all of me into her mouth, but gagged when my dick hit the back of her throat.

“Here baby,” Aurora said. “Watch me.” Aurora took me into her mouth and pushed down until her chin was resting on my testicles, then came up as she had instructed and went down all the way again.

“You see, baby. Tip your head back, then concentrate on relaxing your throat, like when the doctor asks you to say ‘Ahhh’.” Lara tried again, but gagged a little. She moved up and down and suddenly I felt her chin on my balls and knew she had me in all the way. I warned them that I was going to come if they kept this up. Lara looked up at me with a mischievous look and started moving up and down on me while Aurora moved around. I had to have something to hold, so I grabbed Aurora by the ass and pulled her around. I started rubbing her clit and finger-fucking her while Lara kept up her work. I started moaning and trying to hold back, but exploded into Lara’s mouth.

“Drink it all, baby,” Aurora said while humping my hand and I knew her climax was coming quickly. Lara kept moving up and down but taking only about half my length but was working my dick with her tongue and lips, occasionally dragging her teeth up the shaft. Aurora yelled and climaxed dropping down onto the bed trapping my hand under her and in her. Lara looked up and saw what was going on and started laughing. When we saw her, she was holding my dick in her small hands and watching us. We started laughing, also.

Lara said, “Now I want you to make love to me.”

“Baby, that is what we both have been doing. It is love that lets us give you pleasure. Lust plays some part, but mostly love. Let him rest a little and he will give you the best part,” Aurora said.

We lay in each other’s arms for a few minutes relaxing and talking. Lara started running her fingernails up and down my thigh. She moved to the inside of my thigh and I started to respond.

“Oh, look. It’s coming alive again. I want to watch,” she said as she continued to drag her nails across my testicles and underneath. I continued to get hard as she watched, fascinated with how it was getting hard and larger. She pulled a fingernail up the underside of the shaft and it jerked which delighted her. She continued teasing me and watching my dick jerk.

I sat up and reached down for her pulling her up onto me grasping her hips and holding her against my now-hard cock. I moved her into position and moved my dick between her pussy lips and moved up and down dragging my dick across her clit and across her opening. She started getting very wet, again and started matching my movements with some of her own. I rolled her over and pulled her to the edge of the bed. The bed was just the right height for what I had in mind. I slid off the bed and stood up putting her legs up over my shoulders. I pushed her knees apart and told her I was going to go into her but if it hurt to stop me. I placed the head of my dick against her opening and slowly pushed. At first I made no headway. Aurora told me to wait a moment and she took me into her mouth and left a lot of saliva on my dick.

“Okay, now try it.”

I again placed the head of my dick at Lara’s opening and slowly pushed. Her pussy slowly opened and I slipped in about two inches. I could hear Lara panting like she was in labor. I asked her if she was okay, and she grunted and shook her head yes. Aurora told me to go on, and I pushed in a little further. Oh, she was tight! I pulled almost all the way out and pushed in again going in about 4 inches. I continued pulling out and pushing in until I finally felt my balls against her skin and I knew I was all the way in. I could not believe I was all the way into this little 14 year old girl. I stopped and asked her if she was okay.

“Let me rest a minute,” she panted. As she became accustomed to me inside her she looked over at her mother and said, “I feel so full, he is stretching me inside and it is the most wonderful feeling.” She looked up at me and said, “I’m okay now. Do it.”

I started moving out slowly until only a little of the head was in her and pushed back in a single stroke going into her. I could feel my dick striking her cervix and was afraid I would hurt her. She pushed against me so I continued stroking into and out of her watching the action. Since I was standing, I could see my dick entering her young body. It was a lovely sight. Aurora was lying next to her daughter slowly massaging Lara’s breasts while I fucked her. I was glad I had a climax a few minutes earlier or I would not have lasted long with this sight. I could sense a change in Lara as her orgasm neared. She brought her legs down and wrapped them around my waist as I started to pound her pussy with harder and harder strokes.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” she started yelling. Her vaginal walls were twitching and squeezing my dick as I continued pounding against her. I could feel my orgasm building from deep inside and I shoved as deep into her as I could get pulling her hips toward me with my hands. I came with a powerful orgasm, continuing to cum again and again.

It was over. I stood there with my dick still in her watching her as she came down and her mother caressing her stomach and face. I leaned over and gave her a kiss, then turned to Aurora and gave her a kiss, also. Slowly I pulled out of her and stood still panting with the exertion. Aurora said we should bath and we all three got into the shower together. We washed each other and were becoming aroused again. Aurora said we had enough bathing and I needed to rest for Angelina later tonight.

I had forgotten about that.

Suddenly the telephone rang. I picked it up and it was Snake.

“You better get up here, boss. We have visitors.”

I pulled on a tee shirt and a pair of shorts, slipped into my sneakers and headed for the bridge. When I arrived, Pole and Snake were there with Jonesy and Lewis. They were all wearing a pistol belt and a .45. Jonesy was carrying a fully automatic M-16 and Lewis and Pole were carrying RPG’s.

“What the hells going on?” I asked.

Snake pointed at the radar screens. “That large return is a ship about this size. They have been on an intercept course about an hour. We changed directions twice and they continue to change to intercept us, also. I stopped just now and the ship is stopping about 3 miles away.”

As we watched, three smaller blips separated from the ship and were coming towards us at about 45 miles an hour.

“Let’s show them our stern,” Snake said. We came about and went to full throttle. Snake, Pole, Jonesy, and Lewis went to the sun deck. I saw Snake mount a 50 caliber machine gun on the rail and saw Lewis and Pole arrange two rocket-propelled grenades on each side of him. The fast boats were catching up to us and the first boat shinned a light at the stern of our ship.

“Attention Motor Vessel Mary Sue,” the radio squawked. “This is the Cuban Navy. You have entered Cuban territorial water illegally. Stop your ship and prepare to be boarded.”

As I reached for the microphone to reply, I heard Snake on the radio. “This is the Mary Sue. We have not entered Cuban waters, we are in international waters and not subject to your orders. Further, we do not believe you are the Cuban navy. Third, any attempt to stop this vessel will be answered with deadly force. Go find someone else to intimidate.”

“Mary Sue, if you do not heave to, we will open fire.”

“We have women and children on board. We will defend them with every resource we have. If you fire, we will contact the authorities at Guantanamo Bay to tell them where the wreckage is and hope your bodies will still be afloat.”

The boats held back for a bit, but the lead boat fired an automatic sending about 5 rounds against the hull. With no hesitation, Snake opened up with the machine gun and Lewis and Pole fired the RPG’s at the other two boats. Two of the boats exploded and the third stopped on fire. I slowed and Snake stepped into the bridge.

“What are you doing, boss.”

“I’m going to search for survivors.”

“Not a good idea. Their support ship is just 4 miles away and they can come get them. I would suggest continuing for Guantanamo Bay at full throttle. That other ship may have more fast boats on board and if they come again, it will be fully prepared for us.”

Good Advice. If there are survivors, I’m sorry. They knew the game they played. I turned and set course for Guantanamo Bay and pushed it up to full throttle. I was surprised how fast this little ship could go. The pirate’s ship turned and gave chase, but we were pulling away rapidly. Either they had no other fast boats or decided to give up and they turned back toward the wreckage we left of their other boats.

“How soon do we reach Gitmo?” I asked. Jonesy estimated about 7 hours at this speed, so I went to the galley for some coffee. Snake and Jonesy stayed in the bridge. I gave my pistol belt to Snake and he said he would put the weapons in the weapons locker. Although we had just killed several people, I felt strangely exhilarated. As I was drinking some coffee, Pole and Lewis came in.

“How do you feel, boss? Are you okay with what just happened?”

“Yeah. They meant to steal our ship and kill us. Maybe rape the women. Don’t know, but they needed killing.”

“Sounds like a Texan: “They needed Killing”.” Everyone laughed. We were still laughing when all the ladies came in.

“Pirates?” Aurora asked.

“I think so,” I replied.

Teresa and Linda started shaking. They were nervous and on the verge of tears. Lewis told them not to worry. We had stopped them and they wouldn’t be bothering us any more. Teresa went over to Lewis and hugged him and started crying on his shoulder. Linda went to Pole, leaned against him pressing her full breasts against his chest, and whispered something in his ear. He laughed and they disappeared below. Teresa and Lewis went to the sun deck and sat at a table with a couple of beers and were talking.

“Angelina,” Aurora said, “Are you ready to take the Patron below?”

“Si, Mama,” she answered with a smile.

“In a moment. I’m hungry and want to wait for a bit to make sure those thugs don’t come back,” I replied.

Aurora called to Teresa and they went to the galley on this level and started making something to eat. They made some beef, sliced some tomatoes, chopped some onions and peppers and grated some of the cheese made on my plantation. They then heated some flat bread and we had some soft-shell tacos (sort of). Except the beef was flavored with something absolutely delightful, and it was sliced very thin. Angelina took a plate to the bridge for Snake and did not return. After we ate, Aurora told Angelina to take me below and she would clean up.

Angelina took me by the hand and we went down the steps to the owner’s cabin. When we entered, the bed had been made, the lights were set on low, the air conditioner was on, and it was perfectly clean. No one would know that just an hour ago there had been an orgy going on here. I went into the bathroom and it was just as spotless. I couldn’t believe it. I relieved myself and washed up, brushing my teeth, and stripped. I put on a robe and went back into the bedroom. The bed was turned down and Angelina was in bed (or actually ON the bed). She lay on the bed with both pillows behind her propping her up. She was naked. She is 14 years old. Small breasts, bare pussy, and reaching out for me. I’m glad we are in international waters. This could get me into prison in the States. I went to her, dropped my robe and stepped out of my slippers as I crawled onto the bed. I lay next to her and kissed her fully. She opened her mouth and her tongue was alive in my mouth as she pulled her small body next to mine. She pushed against me rolling me over on my back as she crawled up onto my chest. I could feel my dick rising to the occasion and as she felt it creep along her thigh, she brought both her legs together trapping my dick between her legs just above her knees. She worked her legs like hands stroking and massaging my dick expertly. I got very hard. I reached for her breast, but she kept herself pressed against my chest and she continued to work her magic with her legs. She started sliding down my chest towards my feet. As my dick got even with her pussy, she stopped and started moving up and back against my erection. It slipped into her slit and she moved down a little more letting it move against her clit. Again I reached for her breast, but she still kept me away from them. She continued moving against my dick with her clit. She was very good, and soon I felt the stirring of an orgasm. She was breathing heavily now and moving faster and I knew she was coming to an orgasm, also. She started grinding her pelvis against me moving faster and faster until she climaxed, mewing like a little kitten as she experienced the pleasure. I could not stop myself and I emptied myself against her spewing seamen against her stomach.

She relaxed a little, but never completely stopped moving. She started moving back and forth again, and my erection, which had not gone completely down, was rebuilding again. She slid upward on the slick juices and spread her legs sliding back down until my dick was at her vaginal opening. She raised up and bushed back until my dick was completely inserted into her. She sat upright and slowly milked me with her vaginal muscles. She slowly moved in a circle with her hips, fucking me with all the experience of a professional. It was wonderful. I reached for her and this time she leaned forward letting me touch her. I sat up and leaned her backward sucking her breast into my mouth. Her breasts were very sensitive, I found. It only took about a minute of sucking, licking, and massaging her breasts until she came with a shuddering orgasm, but I was not ready to stop. I rolled her over until I was on top. Raising myself up I pumped into her going faster and faster as I felt another orgasm building. My dick was sore from all the sex I had today (after all, I have had 4 orgasms today and I never had more than three. Now I am working on number 5), but it still felt good, so I continued pumping. It seemed like my orgasm was never going to come so I pulled out and turned her over. I pulled her ass up and took her from behind. This always is the best feeling for me, but since I prefer it standing up, I pulled her back towards the edge of the bed and stood up.

Just as I was about to reinsert myself into her, she said, “Please put it in my ass. I have been wanting to try it and some of the women at the hacienda say it is very good.”

Always wanting to pleasure the ladies, I spit on my dick and tried to get it as wet as I could. I centered the head at the small brown opening. The difference in size was apparent and I did not think it would fit, but I pushed. She grunted and pushed back a little, but it hurt. I told her to relax and concentrate on something across the room, but totally relax her organs. I could feel the pressure of her sphincter muscle relaxing and I pushed some more. I was surprised when the head of my dick disappeared into her ass. I spit on the shaft and pushed some more. She pushed back, although she groaned in pain. I was in about half-way and knew I would only give her pain if I continued to push. I pulled out until only the head was left in her and pushed back again. She said it felt like going to the bathroom when it came out, but she could feel me with her pussy when I pushed back in. We continued fucking like this and she had another orgasm. I could feel mine coming and picked up the pace. When I came I realized I had pushed hard and was almost all the way into this virgin asshole. She cried out some, but continued to push back against me. I was cumming and it felt good and I had her by the ass with both hands and she pushed again and I pulled and suddenly I was in her all the way. I relaxed and my orgasm was over. I slowly started pulling out and this movement brought her to another orgasm. I continued pulling out very slowly as her orgasm continued until I finally pulled out of her completely. There was blood on her and I and I knew I had torn her since she was so young and small and I was pretty big. She slid off the bed and turned around. She pressed her small body against me and gave me a long kiss.

“Thank you, señor,” she said. You felt very big inside me when you took me in the front, but when you took me in the rear you filled me. It was wonderful. It hurt some, but my climax was very powerful. Thank you.”

We went to the head with the Jacuzzi tub and filled the tub with water as hot as we could stand it. While the tub was filling, we relieved ourselves. When the tub was full, we climbed in and started the air. The massagers were working and the hot water relaxed us to the point I was almost asleep. She stood up and stepped out of the tub. I was still sitting and it was a wonderful sight as she had one leg over the edge of the tub and me looking up at her naked crotch. As she was drying she bent over giving me a look at her beautiful ass and her breasts swinging. I could feel the familiar stirring.

“No way.” I thought. “Not again. I need rest and there is no way I could have another orgasm.” I climbed out of the tub, started it draining, and dried off. I went to the bed and Angelina was already in bed, asleep. She looked so innocent, and I had just fucked her in the ass. I should feel so guilty, but somehow I didn’t. I crawled into the bed and went to sleep right away. When I awoke, she was snuggled up against me with one leg thrown over me. It was very comfortable, so I just lay there. About 30 minutes later, Aurora came into the room.

“Wake up, sleepy heads. Breakfast in 30 minutes.”

“Where are we?”

“About two hours from the Marine base, señor.”

Aurora just stood there, so I got up. She handed me my robe and I headed for the shower. When I finished and was dressed, I came out and Angelina was gone, the bed made with fresh linen and the room freshly vacuumed. As I headed for the door, Aurora stepped from the other head and asked me if I did what Angelina wanted.

“Well, I’m not sure. What did she want?”

“Señor Kelly,” she laughed. “She wanted you to take her in her ass. And, from the look on your face, I believe you did. You can do that to me on the way home. Okay?”

I went topside and had some pancakes and ham and coffee. After breakfast I went to the bridge and Lewis was there talking on the radio. I looked at the radar screens and could see we were approaching Gitmo.

“What’s up XO?”

“Just getting clearance to dock, boss. It seems somebody shot up some cigarette boats and killed 7 people about 150 miles from here. Marines wanted to know if we saw anything. I told them it must have been pirates.”

We all laughed and made preparations to dock. After docking, we unloaded the fresh fruit and vegetables for the Marines. All the ladies were in bikinis relaxing on the beach and was the center of attention of both officers and enlisted, alike. The Marines invited us all to have dinner with them in the mess hall at 1800 hours. We agreed and had an enjoyable evening. After dinner, the ladies entertained the majority of the personnel. We went to the Base Commander’s office with him. While we relaxed with Cuban cigars, coffee and drinks, we filled in the commanding officer concerning the pirates.

“Fuck ‘em! They got what they deserved.”

Ya gotta love the Marines.

This ends the adventure of John Kelly becoming rich.

If anyone wants further adventures of this type, drop me a line at phang0714@sbcglobal.net. I will be happy to comply with enough encouragement. If you have read my other stories, you know I have a great imagination.

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When we got back to Galveston we pushed the chopper into the hanger.  While we were doing that, William was pulling a Gulfstream out with a small tug.  He hooked up a power cart and fired up the starboard engine.  We climbed aboard while William and Robert stored the luggage and put away the tug and power cart and closed up the hanger.  We then took off for Venezuela.  We arrived over land about an hour before dusk and started letting down towards the beach.  A runway had been carved out of the forest next to the beach and we landed there.  A Land Rover was waiting next to the hanger and we climbed aboard.  The driver was a beautiful woman about 30 years, full figured, and lips that just screamed to be kissed.  We drove for about an hour up into the mountains on a switchback road arriving at a huge mansion.  There were armed guards at the gate.  Mean looking men with AK74s slung over their shoulders.  We pulled up to the front door and there were about 30 people lined up in front of the house.  The driver got out and said something in Spanish to the people assembled.  She then came to me and introduced herself.  “Señor, I am Aurora.  I run the household.  Everyone you see here reports to me.  I hire and fire at my discretion.  That is the way your uncle wanted it.  That is the way I expect it to be.”  I instantly liked this lady.  No nonsense about her.  She reminded me a little of a drill instructor I once knew.  She started introducing me to the staff and telling me of their functions.  When she got to the end of line there were three girls.  She introduced them as her daughters – Lara, 13 years old; Angelina, 14 years old, and Christina, 15 years old.  I remembered Ruby saying something about “the lady who lives in Venezuela and her daughters.”

 

We went inside and were shown to our rooms.  Mine was on the second floor and was about 36 feet long to a side.  The king sized bed looked small inside this immense room.  The ceiling was about 12 feet tall with a beautiful chandelier hanging from the center.  A big screen TV was on one wall and a large overstuffed lounge chair in front.  A table was next to the chair with the remote control and a humidor.  I looked inside and it was full of Cuban cigars.  Now that is something I will enjoy.  There was a fully stocked wet bar in the corner.  The bath had no door separating it from the bedroom.  There was a sunken spa for a tub and a shower that could have held 6 people.  The shower had a bench along one side and nozzles on all the sides and top.  The control panel was next to the bench.  I was looking forward to discovering how this thing worked.  My telephone rang and when I answered it Aurora asked me what time did I want dinner served.  I asked her what time would be convenient for her, and it seemed to please her.  “About 8 pm would be most convenient, sir.”  I decided I had time for a shower, so I went into the bath and looked for the closet.  I opened a door and it led into a hallway with doors on both side.  Each door was a closet and there were clothes there for all occasions, including camouflage.  They were all new and in my size.  I could not believe how organized my uncle was preparing this for his death.  I looked for a clothes hamper to put my dirty clothes in but could not find one.  I picked up the phone and it was answered immediately.  I asked about a dirty clothes hamper and was told to leave the clothes anywhere or on the floor.  They would be taken care of.  I stripped and got into the shower.  I played with the controls until I had a hot shower with water coming at me from 5 different directions at once with enough pressure to sting the skin.  It was marvelous.  When I got out of the shower Christina was standing there with a towel for me.  I immediately covered up, but Christina did not turn away.  She told me to turn around so she could dry my back.  I told her I could dry myself, but she said it was her job, and if she did not do it she would get into trouble.  I turned around and she started drying me.  She seemed to spend a lot of time on my buttocks.  As she was kneeling down drying my legs, she said, “You are a lot larger than your uncle.”  “Yes, I understand I am taller than he was.”  “No, señor, I mean your member.  It is much longer and much wider.  I am looking forward to feeling it inside me.”  “Christina, you are only 15 years old.”  “Si, señor, but that is okay.  It is the custom of our people that the Patron is the first person a girl has.  My mother’s first time was with your uncle, my sister Angelina’s first time was with your uncle, my first time was with your uncle.  You are expected to be the first for my sister Lara.”  “Lara is only 13 years old.  I could not make love to her.”  “Si señor, I understand.  But she turns 14 next week and mama expects you to make love to her on the big boat as your uncle did to me and Angelina.”  With that, she handed me the towel and said she would see me at dinner and walked away.  What the hell had I gotten myself into?  My uncle must have been a sex god with all these good looking young Latin ladies waiting for their turn to be fucked.  I got dressed and went downstairs.  Lewis and Jonesy were there.  “Captain, can we talk to you a minute in private?”  We went outside.  I handed each of them a cigar.  They raised their eyebrows when they saw they were hand rolled Cubans.  “The house is full of them.  We might as well smoke them,” I laughed.  We lit up and walked to the end of the porch and sat down.  The view of the ocean was beautiful.  “What’s on your minds?”

“Mr. Kelly,” Jonesy began, “It’s the girls.”  “First thing, my name is John.  I expect you to use it unless we are dealing with an important client.  In front of the household staff or guards, it’s John.  Especially when William or Robert.  Now, what girls, and what about them?”  We were getting dressed having just stepped out of the shower and suddenly there was a young girl standing there with a towel and wanted to dry us.  They looked at us like meat staring at our crotch.  They can’t be much over 16 or 17 years old.”  I laughed and described my encounter a moment ago.  “Are you going to do it?  Fuck a 14 year old?”  “I don’t think so, but I have to keep up appearances, don’t I?” I joked.  We all laughed and continued smoking the cigars.  Robert and William came out and joined us.  They refused the cigars but did sit down and relax.  “How did you get the name, ‘Snake’?”  “From snake eaters.  I actually ate several of them, getting to like the taste.”  “How about you William, did you acquire a handle?”  “Yep.”  “Well, let’s hear it.”  “Nope.”  Robert laughed and said, “His name is ‘Pole’.”  Lewis asked him if he was Polish.  Robert busted out laughing again.  “No, he got the name when we were in Bosnia.  Bill walked behind a tree to take a piss and a hooker was in the grass with a GI and looked up and pointed at Bill and said, ‘God, what a pole.’  You see, Bill has been blessed with an 11-inch dick.”  Everyone except William laughed.  When I saw that William was not laughing, I realized it was a true story.  “Well tell, me Pole.  Did any of the girls from my uncle’s harem ever see you naked?”  “Sir, two of them won’t leave me alone.  They are always bringing other girls to my room to show their friends they aren’t lying about my dick.”  With that we all had a good laugh.  Aurora came out to the porch and told us dinner was ready.  It was a superb meal, and the desert following was light and delicious.  Brandy was served, but since I don’t drink Aurora brought me a cup of strong coffee.  We relaxed and talked awhile and decided to turn in.  It had been a long day and I was tired.  When I went into my room, the bed had been turned down, a robe was on the bed, house slippers next to the bed, and Aurora waiting in the room in a negligee that was so sheer it almost disappeared.  Her full brown breasts next to the lime green of the negligee was a beautiful sight.  She came towards me and I could she also shaved.  I guess my uncle liked shaved pussy since every woman I had seen in his employment  had a shaved pussy.  Aurora took my jacket and placed it on a valet.  She pushed me down in a chair and removed my shoes and socks.  I started to speak and she placed her finger in front of her mouth and shook her head.  She untied my tie and started unbuttoning my shirt.  I reached for her and she wagged her finger at me.  She stood me up and continued unbuttoning my shirt pulling it off my shoulders letting it fall to the floor.  She pulled my t-shirt over my head and ran her hand over my abdomen moaning in approval.  As she took off my belt, she leaned in and bit my nipple.  It hurt!  She laughed!  She then unbuttoned and unzipped my pants pulling them down to my ankles.  She then reached through the slit in my boxer shorts and grasped my manhood.  She pulled it out from it’s hiding place and held it in both her hands looking at it approvingly.  She continued to turn it and look at it as it swelled to full erection.  She smiled and kissed the head and licked the pre-cum from the end.  She yanked my shorts down and stood up pressing against me.  I could feel the heat from breasts and crotch through her negligee.  I could not resist anymore and reached around her and grabbed her by the ass pulling her into me.  She smiled and raised her head to kiss me.  She released the kiss and allowed me to kiss down her neck to the hollow at the base of her throat.  She whispered that she was my uncle’s favorite and she wanted to show me why.  I untied the string at the neck and pushed the negligee off her shoulders letting it fall to the floor.  I picked her up and carried her to the bed.  I lay her on the bed and looked at her closely.  No stretch marks were visible.  Her abdomen was a 6-pack of muscle.  There was no fat on her legs or arms showing great muscle definition.  Her figure was magnificent.  The areola of her breasts were large and covered the entire end of her breasts.  Her nipples were the size of medium sized grapes and protruding proudly from her flesh.  Her labia were swollen and waiting to be abused.  I could see the “little man in the boat” standing erect awaiting the storm sure to come.  Before I could touch her, Aurora sat up and took me into her mouth, stroking me and sucking me at the same time.  She lightly dragged her teeth along the shaft then twirled her tongue around the head.  She lightly sucked my testicles while massaging them and stroking my dick.  She reached around and started to insert a finger up my ass, but I pulled away.  I am not into that, but it still felt good as she moved her hands around my ass.  I didn’t want to come yet, so I pulled back and took one of her tits in my mouth while massaging the other, pulling the nipple and pinching it and rolling it between my thumb and forefinger.  She continued stroking me and massaging my balls.  I let my hand trail down over her abdomen tickling her stomach lightly causing her to twitch.  I moved down from her abdomen to her thighs, lightly trailing my fingers inside of her thighs, deliberately avoiding her pussy lips.  She spread her legs and tried to move to cause me to touch her pussy.  I trailed my fingernails along the top of her labia tickling them and causing her to push up wanting me to go further.  I started kissing down her torso pausing at her navel and reaming it with my tongue while at the same time trailing my finger down her slit without pushing them apart.  She was making all kinds of mewing noises and could not keep still.  I kissed down to the top of her slit and brought my tongue down the top between the lips until finding her clit.  “OHHH!”, she moaned.  I started working over her clit while separating her lips with my finger.  She was so wet.  I slowly pushed my finger into her to the first knuckle. and moved it around.  She kept pushing upward wanting me to do more.  I lightly nipped her clit with my teeth while at the same time pushed my finger completely into her.  “OHHH!”, she again moaned.  I kept at her kissing, sucking and nipping her clit while I inserted two fingers into her and working her into a frenzy.  She exploded in a climax.  It was the first time I had seen a woman ejaculate as fluid ran out of her onto the bed.  I turned her around and spread her legs.  I moved up to the bed and rammed my cock into her.  The bed was the perfect height for fucking someone while standing up.  She wrapped her legs around me and pulled me into her.  She was strong and her leg muscles clasped me tightly.  I could hardly move in and out she was holding me so tight.  She finally relaxed her hold on me a little and I started pumping with conviction.  Her breasts were swaying and bouncing with each stroke.  I noticed they were out of sync with each other, but I continued pounding into her.  The sight of my dick going into this brown, naked pussy and her breasts bouncing took me over the edge and I came.  It was a hard orgasm deep from within.  It felt like it would never quit squirting, but alas, it did.  I lay down on top of her without withdrawing.  She stroked my face and raked her nails down my back to my ass.  She looked at me and I noticed she was crying.  “Are you okay?”  “It had never been like that before.  I have had orgasms, but no one has ever taken the time to totally satisfy me like you did.  You thought of my pleasure before your own.  I am glad you will be Lara’s first.  She will know the pleasures of being totally satisfied and I know you will be gentle with her.”  I could not believe my ears.  Here this beautiful woman was giving me permission to fuck her teenage daughter – even encouraging it.  “Aurora, are you sure you want me to make love to your 13-year-old daughter?”  “No, señor.  Not until she turns 14.  Never at 13.  But between now and then, I want this pleasure for Christina and Angelina.  Would you do this for me?”  I stammered something like yes, but was totally flabbergasted.  We crawled into the bed and when I awoke the next morning I was alone.

 

After breakfast, Snake, Pole, Lewis, Jonesy, and I went down to see the ship.  It was quite a site.  Painted bright white, one could see it was steel,  It was not polished smooth like the fiberglass boats, but it would take the sea better.  It had a bulbous nose, stabilizers, and held enough fuel for over 25,000 miles.  It was state of the art in electronics.  The engine room was clean to perfection.  Three men came over and told me they were the crew for the ship.  They recognized Snake and Pole and greeted them.  Snake had told me that there was a yacht in the boat house.  He felt these men would be put out by replacing them.  So, when we met, I told the men that we would be taking long trips on this ship, but I needed them here to take care of the 102’ ft. yacht and keep it in operating order.  I had heard they were the best, and I wanted the best for my best ship.  They smiled and agreed, especially since I tossed in a 10% raise.  We went into the crew quarters behind the engine room.  Behind a secret panel were the electronics Snake and Pole would monitor.  We would never transmit anything except normal satellite communications, but in the middle of this data stream would be burst transmissions encoded into our message.  It could not be monitored with identical equipment at the distant end.  We decided to take the ship out for a test run.  The five of us had no trouble with the ship and we brought it back to dock with no problems at all.  Aurora and her daughters started stocking the ship for our upcoming voyage next week.  Snake smiled and said to Lewis, Jonesy and me, “You guys are going to get your ass fucked off.”  Lewis said he did that last night with one of the maids.  Jonesy said he did, too.  They looked at me and I just smiled.  “So tell me, Snake.  Do you and Pole get fucked like this, too?”  “Yep.  These girls do like to fuck, so we always oblige them.  Pole always get the older ones since the younger ones can’t take that big dick of his.”  With that we all laughed and returned to the house.

 

With that part two of “Becoming Rich”ends.  Part three will be on the ship.

un: yes">  He entered, came to attention and saluted.  I returned his salute and he said his names was Chief Petty Officer Jones.  He informed me that the base commander had sent him to bring me to his office as soon as I docked.  I turned the ship over to my executive officer and followed him to his car.  After getting in the car I asked him if he knew what this was about.  “Not a clue, sir.”  We arrived at the CO’s office in about 5 minutes and I entered.  Captain Johnson and I have been good friends for almost 5 years.  We play golf together and go fishing together.  He normally tells me to come into his office by bellowing, “Kelly!  Get your ass in here!”  Today, I was told by his receptionist to wait.  I saw an orderly enter with a coffee service and the receptionist told me I could go in.  This felt strange.  I marched straight to the prescribed two paces from his desk, stopped and saluted.  “Lt. Commander Kelly reporting to the base commander as ordered, Sir!”  He returned my salute.  “Relax, John.  Have a seat.”  He motioned for me to sit in an overstuffed easy chair next to the coffee service.  He poured us each a cup of service and took the other chair.

 

“John, I was visited two days ago by an attorney from Houston.  He wants to see you as soon as possible and left this letter for you.”

 

I opened the letter and it said:

            Sir:

            I regret to inform you of the death of you great uncle, Daniel King.  As his only living relative, you will inherit his entire estate and portfolio.  Please contact this firm at your earliest convenience.  There are many legal requirements that will require your presence.

 

            Very sincerely yours,

            Robert Watson, esq.

 

“I’m sorry for your loss, John,” my friend and commanding officer said. 

“Thank you, sir.  I didn’t know him.  I met him a few years at a family reunion for my mother’s family just before my parents were killed in the car wreck,” I replied.

“John, I know of that law firm and it’s a very prestigious firm.  They handle only the richest of clients.  They specialize in corporate law and have some of the country’s best financial advisors.  You take some time and go down to Houston and see to your uncle’s will and come on back.  However, if you are going to inherit as much as I feel, you can come back and resign your commission.  I would appreciate you doing that here if that is your decision.”

 

I cleaned up and made the call to Houston.  He asked me to come down in two days and plan to spend most of the week with them.  He gave me an address where my uncle kept an apartment in the city and told me the security code for the elevator and apartment door.  He told me to check in with security at the main entrance before going to the elevator.  I drove down to Houston that afternoon and found the address.  It looked like a commercial building, but I parked out front and went to the front door.  It was after 6 pm and the door was locked.  A speaker came to life and the voice said, “Good evening, Mr. Kelly.  We weren’t expecting you until tomorrow evening.  Please come in.”  The door clicked and I pulled it open and entered the building where I was greeted by a security guard that looked like a US Marine except he was wearing a suit.  He identified himself as Harry and worked for a firm owned by my uncle.  “I was sorry to hear about your uncle, sir.  He was well liked by all of us.  Please carry this pager with you whenever you are in the building.  It contains a small radio that also displays your location.  You will be given a permanent device when you meet with your attorneys tomorrow.  That device is good wherever GPS can be detected.” 

 

The “apartment” was the entire top floor of the building and something one would see in a movie.  Definitely masculine with lots of wood and leather.  The chairs were large and looked comfortable.  The wet bar in the corner would match any hotel’s bar and was solid marble.  The view out the windows was not blocked by anything.  I felt hungry and looked for the kitchen.  When I found it, I also found a note that said the cook was on duty in her apartment and if I needed her to press the red button on the wall next to the refrigerator.  Since I am limited to only bacon and eggs, I pushed the button.  In about 5 minutes a door opened into the kitchen and a rather small, very pretty Latin lady entered.  She was about 5 feet tall and weighed about 110 pounds.  She had a nice figure and her appearance was immaculate. 

 

“Señor Kelly, I am Ruby,” she said.  “I am sorry about your uncle.  I felt deeply about him and he always treated me well.  I am your cook and am on call 24 hours a day.  If I am not here, my replacement will be.  What would you like for your evening meal?”

“How about a steak.  Medium rare, and any kind of potato except mashed.  Any vegetable except hominy or peas.  Can you do that?”

“Si, señor.  It will be ready in about 15 minutes.”

 

The meal was worthy of any restaurant I had been in.  She fixed baked potato with a cheese sauce and bacon bits, glazed carrots, and cream of broccoli soup.  She even had fresh baked rolls.  It was delicious.  After dinner, I sat in the office and looked through the desk.  Very orderly and told nothing about him except that he was organized.  I continued looking around and found a safe.  It was unlocked and empty.  In the closet were about 40 suits, dress shirts, ties, and as many pairs of shoes.  The suits were all tailored and fit remarkably well.  The shoes all appeared to be new and were my size.  I went into the bathroom and decided to take a shower.  When I stepped out, my clothes were gone and there was a robe and slippers waiting.  I put on the robe and when I went into the bedroom, Ruby was turning down the bed.  “I thought you were the cook,” I said.  “I am the cook, but I also take care of other needs for you.  I don’t clean.  Not even the pots and pans I dirty.  That is Maria’s job.  My job is to take care of you.  If you wish I will even go with you to Venezuela.” 

 

“I’m not going to Venezuela.”

“Oh, si, señor.  And to Argentina.  I went to these places with your uncle.  He likes my cooking and other talents so I even went with him on his ship once but he normally takes the lady and her daughters that live in the house in Venezuela. ”

“My uncle is married?  I thought he had no other relatives.”

“No señor he is not married.  The lady and her daughters work for you, now.  She takes care of the cooking and her daughters take care of the cleaning.”

“What did you mean when you mentioned a ship?”

“Your uncle has a ship in Venezuela.  It is a big ship with bedrooms for 10 crewmembers and sleeps 16 guests.  The master bedroom is very big and has a very big bed and two bathrooms.  There is a beautiful dining room on the main deck, and a very big TV on the deck above.  I have only been in the bridge on the top floor once, but it is very impressive with radar screens, radios, and lots of things I don’t understand.  There is a bench to sit on where you look down on the instruments and it makes into a bed.  There is a bar behind this and some tables and chairs where people can lay in the sun.  It is magnificent.” 

 

She asked if I would like a nightcap before bed, and I told her I did not drink.  “I think I am just going to bed.  It has been a long day.”  She reached over and started untying my robe.  “What are you doing?”  “It is okay señor.  This is what I do for your uncle.”  I told her I could undress myself and she laughed and said her uncle was better at undressing her than himself.  With that comment, she walked over to a chair and removed her dress.  She was wearing thong panties and no bra.  When she bent over removing her panties she showed me a gorgeous ass.  Her legs were perfect.  When she turned around I saw she shaves her pubic area and her breasts were very small but absolute perfection.  Her pussy lips protruded and I became instantly aroused.  She walked over to me and pushed my robe back off my shoulders and I let it drop to the floor.  When she felt my erection she stepped back a step and looked down at me.  “Oh my!  You are so much larger than your uncle.”  She reached over and took me in her hand and slowly guided me to the bed pushing me down on my back.  She leaned over and took me into her mouth and slowly worked up and down taking more of me each time until I felt her chin on my balls.  With that she proceeded to give me the best blowjob I had ever experienced.  In the position I was in there was no way to reach her.  I wanted to get my hands on her tits and that ass.  I looked down and the mirrors on the closet doors gave a perfect view of her sucking on my cock.  Her breasts were swaying with each motion and her ass was moving back and forth.  It was a beautiful sight.  I felt my orgasm building and warned her, but she just continued with the same motion until I erupted into her mouth.  When she finally drained me, she raised up and started crawling toward me straddling me.  Her breasts, though small, were sliding over my abdomen up my chest until she was positioned on all fours with her small face over mine.  I reached for her breast and with the other hand pulled her down to kiss her.  Her tongue was very active and she did know how to kiss.  I pulled her up some so I could kiss and nibble on her breasts while I took her ass cheeks in my hands.  I brought my hand between her legs from behind and started teasing her pussy lips with my fingers.  This brought a gasp from her and she raised up to give me better access to her.  I continued to nibble and suck on her breasts and found her clit with my fingers.  Rubbing and flipping her clit with one hand, I inserted a finger in her vagina with my other hand.  She started moving with me becoming very aroused.  Suddenly she rose up very quickly causing me to lose contact and she moved back and dropped down on my cock.  It slid into her with no effort and she pushed down while raising her body up to get my dick all the way into her.  She sat up and pushed down further onto me.  She sat still for a moment telling me that she had never had so large a penis as mine inside her.  It stretched her two ways at once and felt wonderful.  Then she started squeezing and releasing her vaginal muscles milking my dick like she was gripping me with her hand.  She did not appear to be moving at all, but she was fucking me all the same.  I could not take any more and grabbed her.  I flipped her onto her back and started stroking into her with long and slow strokes.  She was so tight and so small I felt like a dirty old man fucking a little girl, but it was wonderful.  I increased the tempo until I could not go any faster.  Her breasts were moving a small amount, but they were too small to bounce and sway.  She screamed and grabbed me around the shoulders while throwing her legs around my waist and started pumping back at me matching me thrust to thrust.  I exploded into her with the most intense orgasm I could remember, yet I kept thrusting and pounding her pussy as hard as I could.  Finally I was completely drained of energy and I collapsed upon her.  I lay there for a couple of minutes trying to get my breath back.  I rolled off her to one side and she was looking at me with total satisfaction on her face.  She closed her eyes and appeared to be asleep.  I moved down the bed and started kissing her just above her slit.  She jumped with every touch but did not open her eyes.  I worked down until I had her clit under my tongue.  I applied pressure with my tongue to her clit and moved it around.  She twitched and jumped and moaned but still did not open her eyes.  I stretched the skin tightly over her clit and started flipping my tongue back and forth and swirling it around her clit and I could feel her orgasm building as she started moving her hips back and forth, up and down.  Her orgasm came so suddenly she jumped and sat straight up in the bed yelling, “Oh God!” 

 

As she cooled down, she lay back and her breathing returned to normal.  “Señor,” she said, “That was the best sexual experience I have ever had.  Your uncle was kind to me, but he never brought me to orgasm except on a couple of occasions.  Thank you so much.”  She went to the master bedroom and I heard the shower.  I walked in and joined her.  We washed each other, soaped up and slid against each other rubbing and arousing.  I turned her around and reached around her washing her breasts while she pressed back against me moving her hips against me until I was, once again, hard.  I bent her over and took her from behind.  It was slow and sensual.  She hung on to the faucets and I slowly and deliberately stroked until I had a deep, calming orgasm.  This brought her to orgasm again, also, but it was also a light calming orgasm.  We again cleaned each other and stepped out of the shower.  We dried each other and while she was drying her hair I got in bed.  She joined me shortly and snuggled up to me.  I slept the sleep of the innocent.  No dreams and awakened fully relaxed.  Ruby was not in the bed but I could hear water running in the bath.  I sneaked into the bathroom and saw her bending over the tub wearing that same wrap-around light gray dress.  I crept up behind her and reached around her grasping her breasts while pulling her back into my erection. 

 

I knew I had made a mistake as soon as I felt the full breasts in my hands. She yelped and I staggered back as she turned.  It was not Ruby!  She looked at me and started laughing.  “You thought I was Ruby, didn’t you?” she asked.  “Señor Kelly, I am Maria.”  She deliberately looked down at my crotch.  “Ruby said you were larger than your uncle.”  Suddenly I realized I was naked and grabbed a towel to cover myself.  “Where is Ruby?” I asked.  “This is her day off.  I take care of you when Ruby is not here.  She should have told you.”  I told her she did mention it, but I wasn’t prepared for what that meant.  She told me that this would be a busy day for me and she had laid out my dark blue suit, a while shirt and a red tie.  She placed my underwear, socks, and black shoes next to the valet in the corner. 

 

“Maria, where did all these clothes come from?  Was my uncle and I about the same size?”

 

“No señor, you are taller and thinner than your uncle.  He had these clothes made for you about a month ago.  When he died, his clothes were sent to a charity and your clothes were hung here waiting for your arrival.”

 

“How did he know my size?’

 

“I do not know.  He had a way of finding out anything he wanted.”

 

She dropped her dress and said, “Now let’s get into the tub.”  She was naked, also shaved, but had full breasts, about a 32B, small waist, and also looked about 18 years, as did Ruby.  She took my towel, hung it on a ring and stepped into the tub holding my hand.  I followed her and we sat facing each other as she turned a knob that started a spa massaging us with the water.  She was beautiful sitting there with the bubbles breaking around her breasts.  Her nipples were large and protruding.  She reached under the water and pulled up one of my feet and began giving me a pedicure.  When she finished the one foot she pulled up the other and continued the pedicure, except this time she was moving her foot back and forth against the inside of my thighs finally moving against my manhood.  She finished the pedicure and said she needed to do my fingernails as she moved closer bringing her legs apart and sliding closer to me with her legs around my waist.  She worked on my nails holding them against her breasts.  I slid down the tub a bit and could feel my cock against her as she was starting my other hand.  Since I had a free hand, I started rubbing her breast and massaging it.  She didn’t miss a beat giving me the manicure, but when she finished, she tossed the equipment into the corner and slid toward me impaling herself upon my dick.  She grabbed me by the arms and slid on the bottom of the tub forward and backward fucking me in a way I had never imagined.  The pressure of the water between us and the pressure from the spa was wonderful.  The sight of her breasts riding on the water as she moved back and forth was spectacular.  She pulled herself hard upon me and started humping with a passion as she came.  Her breasts were in my face so I helped myself as I also came.  We sat there for a minute and she rose stepping out of the tub.  “Come on out or you will be late for your appointment with the lawyer,” she said.  I got out of the tub and she helped dry me.  As I dressed, she dried herself giving me some wonderful views and she slipped into some panties and wrapped the dress around herself.  She slipped on her shoes and stepped over to me untying the knot in my tie.  “Here, let me do that,” she said while tying a perfect four-in-hand knot.

 

Just then the doorbell rang.  “They’re ready,” she said.  I went to the door and two men in suits were there.  “Mr. Kelly, I’m William and this is Robert,” the first man said.  They looked like recruiting posters for the US Special Forces, except they were in suits.  I could see a bulge under the left arm of one of them.  “Okay, William.  But just who are you?”  “We are always near, sir.  We have the room across from your entrance and monitor the stairs, elevators, and hallway outside your suite.  We will escort you wherever you go.”  “Who do  you work for?”, I asked.  “You, sir.  You own one of the best security services in the world and are under contract to them to furnish bodyguard services for special people.  You are the best contract.  Best living conditioning, and best food, also.” 

 

Bodyguards.  What next?  We went to the elevator and Robert entered a code opening the door.  Down to the limo and over to the lawyer’s office, I suppose, but instead we went to another building and up to a suite that you would see only in a movie.  “Where is the lawyer’s office?”  I asked.  Robert smiled.  “Sir, your lawyers come to YOU.  They do not summon you.”  He looked at William and said, “I’m going to love working for this guy.  He doesn’t know how to be rich, yet.”

 

A middle-aged blond woman entered through a door I didn’t even see with a coffee service with bagels, cream cheese, and butter.  “Mr. Kelly, I am Angie.  If you need anything just press the white button on your phone and I will help you.”  With that she left.  When she shut the door, I had difficulty seeing it due to the perfect workmanship of the wood grain in the paneling.  “Well guys, want some coffee and bagels?”  William said, “Sir, we are the hired help.  The coffee and bagels are for you and the lawyers coming.”

 

“Bullshit!  If you are going to put yourself between me and any perceived threat, you you can damn well share my coffee and bagels.”  With that I pushed the white button and told Angie to bring two more cups and another pot of coffee.  “Okay.  Now fill me in.  You are either military or ex-military.  Unless I miss my guess, special ops, or something similar.  I have worked with your type before and if you know what to look for, it’s apparent.”  William explained he had been a Marine in recon and Robert had been a SEAL.  “What made you leave to come here?” I asked.  “Sir, the kind of action we have seen lately gave us all the excitement we needed for a bit, and the kind of money your uncle pays – paid – us was just too good to refuse.”  Angie came in with the cups and pot of coffee.  I offered her a cup and she smiled saying she had some coffee at her desk, and the gentlemen were here.  William and Robert started to leave, but I told them to take their coffee and they could sit at the table in the corner.  They took their coffee to the table, but when the lawyers entered, they never took their eyes off them.

 

The lawyers began.  “Mr. Kelly, before we begin, I need the pager you have.  This is the one you are to carry with you at all times.  Eventually this will be explained to you by others.  You are the sole beneficiary for your uncle’s businesses and estates.  Our firm handles all the legal matters in the United States, and also act as financial advisers for all funds that move within the US and it’s territories.  When you go to Venezuela, you will be met by Señor Ortega who is your main corporate lawyer for the Latin American and South American countries.  Most of your finances are handled through Venezuela for tax purposes.”

 

“Just how much am I worth?” I asked.  “We don’t know.  You have assets in Switzerland, throughout South America, and even in Russia.  Mr. Ortega will have all the figures.  Here in the USA your wealth about 3 billion.”   “THREE BILLION DOLLARS?”  “Yes sir.  There are some papers for you to sign, and I assure you everything is in order.  We have been your uncle’s lawyers for almost 40 years and he trusted us completely.  I hope you will, also.”  Three billion dollars,” I thought.  “Fuck the Coast Guard.  I am going to retire.”

 

We spent the next 6 hours signing papers and having Angie notarize them.  When we got to the assets here in the US he told me I had a large estate just north of Galveston with a deep water dock.  I owned three buildings in Houston and another in Galveston.  There were living quarters in all these buildings.  “Tell me about the ship,” I remarked.  “The ship is 55 feet long, steel manufactured – not fiberglass, three decks with a bridge deck.  There is a crane on the foredeck equipped to pick up your Land Rover and place it on the deck where it is chained down and a waterproof garage bolted around it.”  They said Uncle Dan only used it once and said he would just rent a car wherever he went.  The ship could be handled by two people but best if there are three.  It has only one diesel engine and the steering was magnetically connected so the prop could be rotated 360 degrees.  With the bow thruster, the ship could move sideways.  The engine and steering was manufactured in Galveston.  The ship was about 5 years old and had the latest electronics, two radar units (one for distance and one for close) satellite communications and weather reports.  It is literally state of the art. 

 

I am to meet with Mr. Ortega in 10 days and did I want him to come here, or go to Venezuela?  I told them I would go there, but first I had to resign my commission and get released from the Coast Guard.  I would call them to set up the meeting with Mr. Ortega.  They left and William and Robert came over.  “How did I do?”  “Pretty good, boss.  The lawyers wanted to take control of the meeting, but you kept control and told them YOU would set the meeting with Ortega.  You’re going to do okay.”  I asked them if their passports were in order and they were.  “Okay.  I’ve got to go to the base and get some paperwork done and find me a couple of guys for my crew.  I’m sure there is already a crew for the ship, but I want my own guys.”  When we left the building, they turned away from the direction I expected to go.  Robert explained they were heading for the airport to take me back to the base.  We pulled up to a hanger and Robert pushed a garage door opener and the hanger doors opened revealing two airplanes and a helicopter.   “Let’s take the helicopter, boss.  It’s makes a better impression.”  We got into the helicopter and took off.  Both Robert and William were multi-engine, jet, commercial rated.  Both could fly the helicopter and also had water landing aircraft endorsement.  As we approached the base, Robert called for clearance to land at the base.  When he was told landing here was denied, he gave some kind of code to the control tower and they immediately gave clearance to land.  William laughed and called him a name dropper.  We landed at the heliport and a limo was waiting to take us to base operations.  We were met by a full captain I did not know.  

 

“Sir, I am Lt. Commander John Kelly stationed here and I am here to resign my commission.”  The captain returned my salute and said he knew who and why I was here, then stepped around me.  “Good to see you again, Snake,” he said as he shook Robert’s hand.  “Thank you sir.  A little different from the last time we were together.”  “No shit, Snake.  That was some shit storm we were in.  Lucky we got out in one piece.”   “I take it you got my wire we were coming and the circumstances behind all the secrecy.”  “Yes we did.  John’s separation papers are completed and awaiting his signature.  Come with me, gentlemen.”  We went into an office where two men in suits were waiting.  “Commander, this is special agent Smith and special agent Jones.  Not their real names, of course.  They need to fill you in of a couple of things that you need to know and agree to.”  Agent Smith began.  “William and Robert are part of our team, and your uncle had many of our people on his payroll.  He allowed them to work in various parts of his vast organization and they pass us information we want.  Your ship is actually part of the Naval Reserve fleet, but no one outside this room knows it.  It contains equipment that our men know how to use and the equipment is kept in some of the crew’s quarters.  There will always be two of our men with you wherever you go.  They are always armed and are experts in hand-to-hand combat.  If you agree to continue with your uncle’s work your country would be grateful.” 

 

“Sir, I would do anything for my country, and this is no exception.  Robert and William can fill me in as needed.  However, I also came here to find two crewmen for the ship.  I had in mind CPO Calvin Lewis, who is due to retire soon, as chief of the boat, and also to find a good diesel mechanic who also knows electronics.”

 

The captain, whose name I never heard replied, “If Chief Lewis agrees, he is yours.  Officially he will be retired, but unofficially, he will be called up into the regular Navy as long as he is with you.  You will pay him his wages, and his Navy wages will go into his retirement account.  The same as for Jonesy.”  Jonesy?  Who the hell is Jonesy?

 

Chief Lewis reported to the office and smiled when he saw me, but looked smug when he saw everyone else.  “Chief, I have become immensely wealthy.  I have resigned my commission and have a ship.  I would like you to run it for me as my executive officer.  You will be paid the same rate as a full Commander in the Navy.  You will have free room and board and full retirement after 20 years.  I also need someone who is a magician with diesel engines and knowledgeable with electronics.  He gets the same deal except he will be paid the rate of Lt. Commander.  Know anybody that can do that and willing to come to work for me?”  “Yes sir.  Jonesy.”  When I looked surprised, he told me that he and Jonesy (CPO Nathan Jones) had already been briefed by the Captain and they accept the generous officer.  “When can you be ready to go to Venezuela?” I asked.  He said they would be ready to go tomorrow morning since they were already packed. 

 

Thus ends part one of “Becoming Rich”  Part two starts in Venezuela.

nopy in the Amazon. The loudest noise there is is when your engine just quits running. Total silence. I tried everything I could think of and everything in the emergency guidelines, but to no avail – I was going in. I called a Mayday, but at my location, I knew the only person that may hear it would be a commercial pilot about 30,000 feet above me. I kept the nose up and hit the trees at about 35 knots and everything went black. When I awoke I was about 70 feet up in the trees and still belted into the seat. That was the good news. The bad news was I had some broken ribs and a broken left leg. I just hoped I did not have any internal injuries. I had cuts all over. I could hear the emergency beacon operating so I hoped that help would soon arrive and they could see the aircraft from the air. I sat there for several hours, drank some water, and passed out. That night I could hear all kinds of animals, including what I thought was a jaguar. I slept.

The next morning I could hear people talking. I couldn’t understand anything they were saying, but they sounded close, although I could not see them. Suddenly there were two faces looking at me through the windows. They yelled something to those below and pried open the door. One of the men took out a knife and sliced off the seat belts and the other man crawled into the passenger side of the aircraft. They had ropes made out of something weird and passed them over a tree branch and tied me to the ropes. I could not move as I was tied from the shoulders to the knees. They lowered me feet first down to the men on the ground, but when I arrived, they just let me fall. I was unconscious again. When I awoke this time, I was in a hammock, my left leg was splinted, and some strange smelly goop was on my cuts. Huge leaves were wrapped around my chest and were moist. Otherwise I was being completely ignored.

The camp I was in looked like a permanent village. The natives were an attractive people – light brown skin, sharp features, and almost naked. The men were wearing a flap of material in front of their crotch, and only a piece of rope around their waist. When one of the men went to the edge of the camp to urinate, he raised up the flap and his dick was wrapped in leaves! The women were very attractive – trim and muscular. They wore a device around their waist that covered their pussy, but rode up in the crack of their ass. All of the women were naked from the waist up. They wore no decorations of any sort, except for a knife. Even the women wore the knife. The men carried some sort of small spear and I later saw them use a small bow with an impossibly small arrow (I found out later they used poisoned arrows).

One of the women noticed I was awake and came over jabbering something to me and another man. They came over and using hand motions explained they wanted me to eat and drink. I tried to rise, but man did I hurt! I finally was able to move to a log and that was when I noticed I was naked. The young girls were looking at me and giggling. The man helped me put on one of the devices he was wearing, but I balked at the leaves around the dick. The food was remarkably good and the water was cold and sweet. I leaned back against the tree after eating and enjoyed watching the tranquil scene before me. With help, I went to the trees and relieved myself and then went back to the hammock, as I was very tired and sore. When I awoke the next morning, there was a young woman in the hammock with me. She looked about 15 years old and was snuggled up to me with her rather smallish breasts against my side. If I didn’t have to pee so badly, I would have stayed right there. I also realized that I did not hurt very much. As I tried to get out of the hammock, the girl awoke and helped me. She looked down and noticed my piss hard and smiled. She helped me to the edge of the forest and was going to help me pee, but I finally got her to let me do it by myself. She did not look away, however, and seemed very interested in my penis. One of the things I noticed was the rather smallish member on the men and I have been blessed with an 8-dick when hard. I don’t know if the girl was looking at the size, or the color, or the blond hair. As we turned to go back to the village, I noticed her nipples were erect.

I was in the village about a week when a priest on a burro came into the village. He spoke broken English (he was from Mexico) but spoke the local language. He explained that he had heard that there had been a search for me, but the search had been called off. He said he would get word out when he arrived back in civilization. He said that would be in a couple of weeks, but the people would take care of me. He cautioned me to not drink any of the drink they consumed when they partied. It was very potent and could cause a man to go blind if you were not used to it. He talked to the elder of the tribe and before leaving, he smiled and told me the girl who was sleeping with me was the chief’s daughter and to refuse anything from her would be a great insult. He warned me to wait for the girl to make any advances; as to touch her without her permission could get me killed. He also told me there were rumors that this tribe had once been headhunters and had been known to eat the people they killed. He did not know if this was true, but there were shrunken heads all over the place.

About another week, I was walking fairly well without help and my bruises and cuts had healed. The tribal elder whom I think was also the medicine man, poked me in the ribs and said, “Ouch?” Or something like that. I shook my head no and he smiled. He brought the girl over and said what I believed was her name, “Shrinka.” Or something like that. When I pointed at her and said Shrinka, she smiled and shook her head yes. I pointed to myself and said my name, Dave. She had trouble with the word, but got very close. That night she got even closer.

When we retired, she slipped into the hammock and removed all her clothes. She looked at me and pointed at the breechcloth and gave a questioning look. I wasn’t sure what I should do, but I knew what I wanted to do. Shrinka solved the dilemma by removing it for me. She raised up on an elbow and started to stroke my dick. Like one would pet a dog. However, it achieved the desired results and I soon had a full erection. She took it in both hands and rolled it back and forth looking at it. She examined the head and tried to pull the foreskin over the head. I guess she had never seen a man that had been circumcised before. She took my hand and placed it over her Venus mound. Her pussy was almost completely bald and absolutely beautiful. I started to kiss her, but she pulled away. I realized I had not seen anyone kiss here, but they rubbed cheeks and foreheads. I did the same and she liked it. When I bent down and kissed her breasts, she watched strangely, and it was clear she enjoyed it. When I rolled her nipples between my thumb and forefinger, she moaned. I moved over so she would be on her back and did the American things to her breasts while carefully massaging her clitoris. When I kissed my way down to her clitoris, she was making all sorts of noise, but no one even looked our way. I brought her to an orgasm and she almost broke my neck when she bucked up with her crotch while throwing her legs around my neck and pulling me down. She was a strong girl. I let her rest a little and pulled myself up to enter her, but to my surprise, she turned over and raised herself up exposing her pussy lips and gorgeous ass. I moved up and started to push my dick into her pussy and she pulled away, but then pushed back again. Again I started to insert my dick into her pussy and she pulled away again. She reached back and guided my dick to her asshole. I pulled back a little confused. She looked at me and smiled. She pointed to her pussy and my dick and then to a sleeping baby. She then pointed to my dick and her asshole, then pointed to the baby and shook her head no. I got the meaning. She reached down and started getting me ready again. I pushed her head down a little and she understood. She kissed the head of my dick and started licking up and down on the shaft. She put the head in her mouth and swirled her tongue around the head but would not go any farther than that, but it got the job done. She turned over and I pushed the head of my dick into her asshole. She started breathing like someone in labor. She would pant a little and then push back getting me a little deeper each time. After about 5 minutes, I was completely in. I started going in and out slowly and only a little bit as she was so tight I was sure it was hurting her. We lay on our side and I continued to push in and out while reaching around her and massaging her breast and clitoris. When I got the clitoris going again, she started increasing the tempo until she again had a climax. That got me ready and I came at the same time. We lay entangled and inserted until I fell asleep. I awoke later to find her cleaning me with a damp leaf and some water. She had already cleaned up, but there was a little blood on the hammock.

This routine continued every night for three more weeks. I had picked up a few words of their language, but it was very difficult. Watching the young girls bath in the pool below the small waterfall was a favorite pastime of mine. One day the girls scattered from the pool running into the camp yelling. Into the camp came some white men with rifles and handguns. They saw my blond hair and yelled a greeting. I was relieved I was found, but somehow did not want to leave this Garden of Eden. We had a feast that night, and I forgot to warn everyone about the local booze and they passed out before the festivities were half over. It wasn’t 5 minutes before they were totally naked. The women stripped them and dragged/carried them to the pool. I did not realize they stank, but these beautiful people did. My rescuers were unceremoniously thrown into the cold water. The girls and women jumped into the water with them and after the yelling and cursing were over, allowed the women to wash them all over. The older women were going to burn their clothes, but I managed to stop them. They washed them, instead.

When we retired for the night, my friends from the outside were taken into some huts and the women of the village almost fucked their brains out. Shrinka and I listened to the activity and smiled. When we went to bed, instead of the normal activity, Shrinka allowed me to kiss her. She was a fast learner and soon was enjoying the kissing. I kissed my way down to her breasts and kissed first one and then the other sucking and nipping on her nipples. I spent extra time on her clitoris and she became like one possessed. When I waited for her to roll over, she grasped my dick and guided it to her pussy. She pointed to the baby and smiled and pulled me down into her. I went past her maidenhead with hardly a hesitation. I saw her flinch, but as soon as I was in her, she started bucking, throwing her legs around my waist and digging her nails into my back. Thank goodness she kept them trimmed short, as she is a strong woman. He pussy was so hot and slick and tight it was marvelous. She came and screamed something very loud and just kept bucking and heaving. She then had a second orgasm. She stiffened and shuddered as the orgasm racked her body. This brought me off and I shot my load into this very young body. As I lay atop of her resting, I noticed someone watching us. It was her father, her mother, all the young women from the pool, and most of the village. At first I was frightened, but I realized they were smiling. Her father said something and dragged me from his daughter. He reached down and grabbed me by my dick and pointed at it saying something to the village and they all laughed and clapped.

The next morning before we left, she presented me with my clothes, mended and clean. She kissed me and pointed to her belly then to the baby and smiled as she rubbed my crotch. She then started crying and ran back to the village. We arrived back in civilization in about 2 weeks. It’s been two years since that crash, and I sometimes wish to go back and live with those simple, loving people with no cares in the world.

orp offered to send him to officer candidate school since he had a bachelor's degree, but Mike wanted to lead men, not just command them.  Mike is now a Gunnery Sergeant and has been decorated several times serving in Bosnia and Iraq.  He is well respected in the Corp and has decided this is his home.  While in Bosnia, Mike was captured and tortured.  During his torture, his captures decided to humiliate the captives by having women strip the men, beat them and laugh at the sex organs as being so small.  When it became Mike's time, he was tied hand and foot.  The women came in and started spitting on him, kicking him and hitting him.  One woman pulled up her clothes and urinated on him.  Finally, they pulled down his pants and shorts.  Mike curled up in the fetal position to protect his privates.  The men grabbed him, rolled him onto his back and pulled his legs down so the women could point and laugh, except when the women got a look at Mike, they gasped and pointed.  Never had they seen a member on a man that large.  The men became furious with the women and ran them out of the room.  When they untied Mike, they told him to get dressed, but they were no longer hostile toward him.  In their halting English, they told Mike he must have been a blessed person for Allah to have presented him with a sex organ of such magnificent proportions.  That night, they took Mike out into the desert.  He knew he was about to die, but they released his bonds and told him that friendly soldiers were over the next hill and then they drove off.  When Mike found the soldiers, they arranged to get him back to his unit.  Mike's officers did not believe his story.  Finally, a female captain said the only way to prove the story was to have Mike drop his pants.  At first, Mike refused.  His commanding officer smiled, and told Mike it was an order.  When Mike dropped his shorts, the female captain said, "Jesus Christ!  I haven't seen a dick that big except on a horse."  Mike quickly pulled up his pants and all the officers were laughing at the captain who was embarrassed at her outburst.  

Mike was transferred back to the United States to spend some time as Non-Commissioned officer in Charge (NCIC) for a recruiting station in Texas.  One morning on the way to work a man driving an SUV went to sleep at the wheel and barreled through a red light hitting Mike's car.  The driver of the SUV was killed and Mike was critically injured.  When Mike awakened in the hospital, there were two doctors and three nurses in the room.

(Now the story goes back to first person)
"Sergeant, do you know where you are?"
"Yeah, in a hospital.  What happened."
"You were in a serious wreck.  It was not your fault."
"Man, I hurt all over.  How bad am I?"
"It was touch and go for a bit, but you will make it.  Your injuries are mostly cared for, but you will need some reconstructive surgery."
"Expand on that comment, doctor."
"When the car hit you, your car went out of control and slammed into a light post.  The fire department had to use the Jaws of Life to get you out of the car.  Parts of the dash were ripped apart and you were impaled with them.  You lost one testicle and will need reconstructive surgery on your penis.  I'm afraid you are going to loose a significant portion of your penis."
"Well, maybe that's for the best.  I've been sexually frustrated most of my life with that thing, anyway."

One of the women looked strangely and said, "My name is Dr. Gupta.  I will be performing the surgery on your penis, sergeant.  Why do you say you have been sexually frustrated?"

"Dr., it was too large.  Women would want to have sex with me until they saw it, then they would shy away because it is so large.  What size will it be after you operate?"

She leaned close to me and said, "I will make it the size I would like used on me."  With that, she laughed and walked out of the room.  The other people in the room did not hear what she said, and wondered about her laughing, but they left without asking what she said.

The next morning, they came for me and wheeled me into the operating room.  Dr. Gupta came into the room, and said good morning.  Then they sedated me.  I awoke several hours later in the recovery room.  Dr. Gupta was there.

"Hello sergeant.  Everything went fine. I believe you will have full use of your equipment and full sensory.  You may find it more sensitive than before."

"What kind of damage was done to me down there in the wreck?"

"A jagged piece of metal just about cut your penis off.  It damaged about 10 - 11 inches of your penis that I had to remove.  You have left about 8 to 9 inches of magnificent flesh left.  Although much microsurgery had to be done, we have reconnected severed penises before and all but one was able to obtain an erection and have normal intercourse.  We will check on you regularly to make sure everything will work okay before you leave."

Almost 4 weeks later, a nurse told me that I should be released in a day of so.  The catheter had been removed for 2 days and it felt okay when I urinated.  There was no blood or puss and no pain.  That evening, Dr. Gupta came into the room and wanted to examine me.  She shut the door and then pushed a chair in front it.  I thought that strange, but did not dwell on it.  She pulled aside the sheet and took my dick in her hands and was turning it and lifting it.  It started feeling good and I could fell an erection starting.  I started thinking about anything but how good it was feeling, going over the assembly/disassembly of the M16 in my head.  All of a sudden, I felt something warm on my penis and when I opened my eyes and looked down, Dr. Gupta was starting to give me head!

"Excuse, me, Dr."
"I told you that we would be certain everything worked normally before you were released.  I am now going to make certain that this works.  I also told you that I would make this to the size I would want, and now I must get it to full erection so I can see how large that is."

With that comment, she continued with her ministrations.  I achieved a full erection in short order.  She looked at it and said, "About 9 inches.  Perfect."

She straightened and pulled off her smock and continued pulling her sweater over her head.  Her breasts were straining at her almost transparent bra.  I could not believe what I was watching as she reached between her breasts and opened the clasp freeing her breasts.  Her breasts were milky white with dark areolas.  Her nipples were dark and as large as grapes and very erect.  It was apparent she was in a state of arousal.  

"Dr., is this a good idea?"
"Shut up and do what the doctor says.  I think it is a great idea," she said as she dropped her skirt and half-slip.  I noticed her panties were showing a wet spot in front and she pulled them down.  She had a dark patch of hair between her legs that was trimmed to just a line straight up from her slit.  She climbed up on the bed and placed the head of my dick at the opening of her vagina.  Slowly she lowered herself down into place.  She told me that if I had any pain to tell her.  PAIN?  Hell, no there was no pain.  It was wonderful.  As she slowly lowered herself onto me, my erection got extremely hard.  Although it was only about half as long, it was still just as big around, and Dr. Gupta had a faraway look in her eyes as she settled down upon my rod.  When she got to the bottom, she just set there looking off into the distance.  Suddenly it was like someone squeezed my dick and released it.  She looked at the surprise on my face.  

"Hasn't anyone ever done that you?" she asked.  
"What the hell was that?"
"Did you enjoy it"
"Hell yes.  It was wonderful.  What did you do?"
"I have practiced until I have full control of my vaginal muscles.  I just squeezed you.  Like this."  Again she did it.  Man!  That is wonderful.

Dr, Gupta sat upon my pole and almost milked me dry using only her vaginal muscles.  Then she leaned forward and asked me to kiss her breasts.  As I kissed and caressed her breasts she started pulling upward letting my dick slowly come almost all the way out of her, and then just as slowly lowered herself back down.  She continued that movement for several minutes.  Finally I could take no more and grabbed her by the hips and started to thrust with her.  Our movements gained momentum until we were fucking as fast as we could move.  Our orgasms were almost totally in sync as we both ground our pubic bones into one another as hard as we could.  After we calmed down, she asked me if I had any pain.  When I assured her that everything was normal, she climbed down off me and started to clean me up.  When what to our surprise, I started getting another erection.  She handed me a moist cloth and told me to clean her while she cleaned me.  She crawled up on the bed facing the foot and continued cleaning my dick.  I wiped her pussy lips and the little of my cum that seeped out of her hole.  Not being able to restrain myself any longer, I started kissing her thighs and slowly made my way to her labia nibbling on first one side then the other.  As I found her clitoris, she gasped and took me into her mouth.  I stretched the skin over her clit with my lips and started flipping her clit with my tongue while I inserted my finger into her and pressed her clit from inside causing pressure between my tongue and finger.  She came almost at once after I started on her clit in this fashion.  She continued giving me head until I also shot a load down her throat.  At the moment of my orgasm, she had another shuddering orgasm.

Finally she crawled off the bed and started dressing.  She told me I would be released the next day and gave me her business card.  She told me to call her office and make an appointment in about a week.  With that she gave me a deep kiss, told me "Thank you for  a wonderful examination" and left.  

I called for the examination and while in her office the following week, I asked her if she was married.  She told me her husband had died before leaving India, but she came anyway since it had been his lifetime ambition to live in the United States, and especially Texas.  I asked her out for dinner and we have been dating for about 3 months.  We are making plans to marry in about a year.  She said if I am transferred, she would go, also, and work at the medical center in the area where I am stationed.  She is a good surgeon.  I have had no ill effects from having my dick shortened.  As she said, she made it the size SHE wanted.

"margin: 0in 0in 0pt">the villain up over her shoulder and chucked him into a building destroying

several city blocks. Nobody got hurt thanks to Dr Strange protection. That did

not protect the property damage. She Hulk got sued big time. She needed some

money and good press real quick.

 

So she decided a contest. It was called win a date with She Hulk. She was

going to give a lucky fan a good time. Avenger didn't know about this because

she posted some risky pictures. It was pictures of her flexing in the nude.

Her perfect Amazon breast stood up straight and perky. Her sexy green body

dripped in sweat from the a workout. One picture she had two 5000 pound bar

bells in each hands. She lifted them up easily. Her muscles were flex and with

veins. Her pussy stood dripping wet. Another picture had her fucking her self

with a steal bar. She bent the steal bar in her pussy. The caption asked if

you were man enough for She Hulk. There were many pictures like this. She got

responses from men and women. The response she got was huge. She made her

money back tenfold. It cost 10 dollars to enter. She made sure each contestant

got sent pictures. It was time to pick a winner randomly.

 

Later.

 

Chris was a young black man and big fan of She Hulk. He was currently home

alone and reading one of her comics. That was when the doorbell rang. He

walked down stairs and quickly took his hands out of his pants. He had just

finish thinking of making love to She Hulk. He had enter the contest on a whim

but really expected nothing out of it. He open the door and was shocked at the

sight. It was She Hulk standing in front of her. She towered over him and

didn't seem like she could fit through the door if she just tried to walk in.

He was looking up at her massive chest. Her outfit was a sparkling red dress

that showed off her legs. She had high heels. She had the nerve to wear high

heals at her height. It was pure perfection.

 

"Hey baby. Are you ready for some fun." She purred.

 

He fainted right there.

 

"Jessh kid. Come on wake up." She said.

 

She bent down to get in the door. She put him over her shoulders. He was kind

of cute. She help him upstairs. She saw his posted. He was a fan. She laid him

on the bed and saw the computer was on. She smiled and decided to see what he

was downloading. Luckily being near Reed Richard made her good at computers.

He saw sites of female dominance and strong women. Stories about her sexually

dominating men and men worshiping her. She smiled across her sex red lips. It

was a few parts of her that wasn't green. She had to admit it excited her a

bit. Was this kid whacking off to her before she came. She all ways knew men

did that to her but knowing he did it was a turn on because she had him here.

It was time to give this boy a treat.

 

She woke him up. She smiled down on him. Her teeth were pearly white and seem

the size of a billboard.

 

"Am I in heaven." He said

 

She laughed

 

"No but you will be. What do we have here. Is that an erection under you

pants. Tsk Tsk. You shouldn't get that in front of a girl who can bend steal"

She said

 

He was about to apologized. She didn't give him a change. She tore his clothes

off with one hand. She rubbed her giant breast against him. He looked like a

child compare to her.

 

"Why this is an erection. You naughty boy. Mommy going to give you a

spanking." She said

 

She put him over her shoulders. He tried to get down. She ignored him.

 

"Hey put me down." He said.

 

"Where you keys kid?"

 

"On the table over there. Why?"

 

"Take you someplace they won't hear you screamed" She smirked.

 

She locked the door as she left the house. She leaped in the sky jumping. He

found himself up in the cloud.

 

"I wouldn't struggle. There a long fall from here" She said

 

He closed his eyes. She landed on a street making a dent before jumping again.

She sure she had the money to cover that. She did it again leaping to her

destination miles and miles away. She crossed length that would take a car

hours to reach to. She did in less then a minute. She landed in a moutons.

There was a cabin she sometime used. She kicked the door open. The cabin was a

safe house. It was huge with all the finish furnishing the Avenger's credit

card could buy. It was a water bed in the. The water bed was soft but made out

a special material that can withstand damage. It was the same kind of fabric

Reed Richards uses for the Fantastic Four's suits. She dropped him on the bed.

 

"Listen this getting out of hand ... "

 

She dropped her dressed. She appeared now in black see through panties that

were soaked. He could see the outline of her big swollen clit. It was huge. He

bra were barely holding her gigantic mountains up. Her abs were perfect and

looked like it could take an asteroid. He became rock hard at this site. She

flex her huge bicep and gave a wink.

 

"That shut you up."

 

She walked over to his shaking body. She moved her hands down her body and put

her finger into her clit. She spun around so he

 

"You really think your man enough for this."

 

"N..no"

 

She laughed.

 

"Smart boy."

 

She went into a cabinet and took out a liquid vial. She poured it down his

mouth forcing it. It tasted both sugary and salted. The vial seem to have been

glowing.

 

"What was that."

 

"Make it so you can cum more then humanly possible without going soft. Little

something Tony Stark people made when we dated."

 

She pushed him down and place a foot on the bed.

 

"Kiss it slave" She said

 

He started kissing her feet. She smiled getting into the role.

 

"Remove those shoes" She said

 

He did as told as she force a foot in his mouth. She took a chair and stretch

her legs out. She got a view of her panties as she played with her clit. He

started sucking her toes and licking them. She smiled. He was a nasty little

boy. She Hulk was really enjoying the toe suck. The boy was a good sucker. He

was so turn on by her that he greedily lick like a starving man seeing a meal.

 

"Make sure you get the big toe..rub it" She said

 

"mmmmmf"

 

"That's it mmmmm" She moan

 

She place a foot on his crotch. She rubbed his cock and balls with one foot as

she force the other one in his. Her started choking on it a bit. Her feet seem

bigger then his chest as they worked his cock between her toes. He came with

an explosion. She force the toe in as he came. Her finger dived into her pussy

as she caused herself to orgasm.

 

"Mmmmm Lucky for you I gave you that pill. If you went soft on me I might get

mad" She Hulk teased

 

She Hulk stood up and gave a little flex for her biceps. His eyes widen and he

felt faint. She grabbed his hair.

 

"No you don't. Stay up. Sooo to speak."

 

She showed his abs. Her sticky finger ran smoothly down him showing a V shape

curve under her breast and over the biceps. She ran the sticky finger across

her lips letting his suck it. She took him and lifted him up like a child. She

took some oils from the cabinet and poured it on herself. She started rubbing

his cock across the V. His cock seem to fit right in.

 

"Suck my breast." She said

 

She put the breast down to let him suck. The nipples were dark and pointy.

They were very big circles. Her sucked and kissed them. She Hulk wrapped his

legs around him fucking him without taking him inside. She took his ass in his

hand and slipped a finger in. She was fucking him digging deep. She kept him

from cumming this time. She would slow up and then speed up. She would squeeze

his cock when he was about to explode. She kept it up for a while. When she

finally let him erupted he exploded with a multiple orgasms. His soaked her

stomach. He was amazed that he was still harder.

 

She kissed him. Her tongue explored his mouth. It went where ever she wants.

She was in complete control as she squeeze his butts cheeks. His toes curled.

The kiss seem like it was for hours. He felt like he was lighter then air. He

dugs his nails into her tough skins as he gasped for air. She let go of the

kiss and nibbled on his lips and neck. He licked his ear and whispered.

 

"You made a mess. Naughty. I am going to have to get real rough now." She

said.

 

She took him inside her and laid him on the bed. She rode him up and down. His

body lifted with every move off her body. The room rumbled as her pussy

muscles massaged him.

 

"Ohhhhhhh god."

 

"Shhhhh just hold on." She said

 

Her body dripped with sweat as she fucked him for hours and hours. He was in

bliss. He lost count of how many times he came. She Hulk love juice drench him

and he ate her out and made sure to get every dropped. When she was finish

with him he collapsed in her arms.

 

The end.

se. I rode my bike over to her.

"Hi, Mrs. Goodwin."

"Oh hi, Andrew. Still here?" she said with a smile. She dug into the pocket of her slacks and pulled out a crumpled piece of paper. "Could you be a dear and throw this away for me?" she asked.

"Sure, Mrs. Goodwin," I said taking the paper. I got up on the pedals of my bike. "Have a nice weekend, Mrs. Goodwin."

"I’m sure I will, Andrew," she called after me as I rode away.

Once I had saw Joan drive away I un-crumpled the paper she had given me. As I suspected, it was her address and the notation ‘Give me ten minutes.’ That was easy enough request to follow, and I figured that it would take another ten minutes or so to ride over to her house.

I gave Mrs. Goodwin the ten minutes head start that she wanted, and then rode over to her house. I was right in my estimate of how long it took. Mrs. Goodwin’s house was a rather nondescript southern Californian late fifty’s era tract house. It was white with yellow trim, and a nice green lawn in front. Mrs. Goodwin’s car was in the driveway. I pulled my bike up in front of her car.

I had a kind of odd feeling in the pit of my stomach as I walked up to the front door. I liked Mrs. Goodwin, I was still turned on by what happened in the coach’s locker room, and part of me wanted to continue, but also part of me wanted to run away. I took a deep breath, swallowed hard, and rang the door bell.

Mrs. Goodwin opened the door.

"Well, hello there, Andrew," she said smiling at me. "Please come in. How nice of you to drop by."

She led me into the living room. I noticed that it was dark because the blinds were closed. She reached out her arms. I stepped up to her and we hugged for a long moment, nothing more. It felt so good just being held by Joan, feeling her breasts pressing against my chest. My penis was making itself known again. We then kissed on the lips. I was surprised when Joan tickled my lips with the tip of her tongue. I was ignorant of French kissing. With a little prompting I opened my mouth and let her tongue slip into my mouth. I was a weird feeling at first, but I sort of got used to it after a bit. I returned the favour and slipped my tongue into her mouth.

When we broke that passionate kiss. Joan patted my cheek. "Very nice, Andrew. You’re learning. Now, why don’t you have a seat on the sofa. Take off your shoes and stay awhile. I would offer you something, but I’m not used to having guests over to visit."

I did as I was told and sat down on the sofa.

"I’ll be right back, Sweetie."

I waited for what seemed like a long time, but was really just a few minuets.

When Joan came back in, she was wearing a satiny pink dressing gown. She looked very pretty. She sat at the end of the sofa.

"Come here, Sweetie," Joan said patting the seat next to her. I scooted over to her. I was quivering in anticipation. This whole thing was seeming like a dream. If it was a dream, I wanted it to slow down so I could savor every second of it.

She leaned over to me and kissed me on the lips again. It felt wonderful, again. Automatically, I took her in my arms. Locked in our embrace, Joan gently leaned back, pulling me with her. I reached out and took her right breast in my hand as we kissed deeply and passionately. Joan worked her dressing gown open and guided my hand to her bare breasts. I caressed those two perfect breasts.

Joan slipped her tongue into my mouth again. I was expecting it this time, so I let myself enjoy the sensation. With all of the stimulation by blood was coming to a boil. I broke our French kiss. I started smothering Joan’s face with kisses. My lips were every where: her eyelids, her ears, even the tip of her nose.

"Oh yes, Sweetie . . . Love me, Andrew, Sweetie, love me!" Joan murmured.

"I do love you, Joan!" I blurted out between kisses.

In her infinite wisdom she soon put her fingers to my lips. "Shush, shush, Sweetie. We have plenty of time. No need to hurry. Let’s just cuddle for a bit."

Reluctantly, I stopped my kissing. I rested my head on her shoulder, and Joan started to stroke my hair, after she closed her dressing gown.

"That’s it, Sweetie, just let me hold you."

"You know, Andrew, dear," Joan whisper in my ear after a few moments of silence, "I’ve always found you attractive, since that first day in class."

"I’ve always liked you, too, Joan."

"I’ve known that too."

We just held onto each other for a while. To continue my cooking metaphor, I had calmed down to a gentle simmer, and I guess that Joan could tell that it was time to turn the heat back up a bit.

"Andrew," she said with a mock seriousness in her voice, "You have been neglecting someone."

I gave her a baffled look.

She opened her gown to expose her left breast. I now knew what she was talking about. Back in the locker room I only had the chance to kiss her right breast, and the way we had been reclining on the sofa, it was my left hand that was free to do the feeling, so I was more inclined to reach out for her right breast. I knew what do.

As before I started kissing the base of her breast and slowly worked my way towards the nipple.

"Sweetie, you just know how to please me."

She took my left hand and guided it to her right breast. "We don’t want anyone to feel left out, dear." Joan then murmured and stroked my hair. "Oh yes, Sweetie, suckle my tittie!"

I decided to be a little bolder and I licked the sweet bud of her nipple. This seemed to hit a nerve.

"Oh yes, Sweetie, oh yes." Joan moaned softly. "Nibble on it, Sweetie."

I felt a little odd at this request, but I gently took her nipple between my teeth. I did not want to hurt her.

"That’s ... yes ... that’s perfect, darling, Sweetie, Andrew, lover, oh yes!"

With our any prompting I changed over to her right breast, and started kissing, licking and sucking on that nipple.

After a several minutes of that Joan stopped me again.

"You know, Andrew," she said taking my head in both hands, "You have me at a disadvantage: you have too many clothes on. Let’s start by taking your shirt off."

I obeyed and eased my OP polo shirt over my head and off. This was just the opening that Joan was waiting for. She kissed me on the right nipple. I almost jumped with the sensation. I had never thought of getting pleasure from my nipples, but they way Joan kissed them, changed my mind.

"Oh, Joan," I murmured, "That feels wonderful!" It was my turn to stroke her hair and kiss the top of her head. Her hair was very soft and fine. It felt good under my fingers.

Between kisses she asked: "Did you ever notice that when I assigned colors to the teams, I always had your team change to red shirts? I liked looking at your chest." She was referring to the individual squad teams in PE class. The boys wore reversible T-shirts: grey on one side, red on the other. To tell teams apart one team of the boys would change from grey side out to red side out, or go with out shirts; and the girls, much as the boys would have liked to see them change shirts; wore these stupid looking red tie-on bibs. "I always liked it when you chose to go ‘skins.’"

When Joan had finished kissing and caressing my chest, she leaned back in the corner of the sofa. She opened her dressing gown completely. She was wearing a very pretty pair of briefs. They had a lace waistband, and panels of lace that framed her mound. Much as I liked looking at her breasts, I could not take my eyes off of her pubes. My blood was starting to boil again.

"Would you like to kiss me down there?" Joan asked, noting my interest.

"Yes," I whispered huskily.

"Then come here, Sweetie."

There was something that I had to take of first: I took off my jeans and socks, so I was just wearing my briefs. My penis was straining at the front. There was even a little wet spot where I had leaked a little in my excitement. Joan smiled as I stripped off my pants. She reached over and patted the prominence in the front of my underwear.

"Very nice, very nice indeed!" she complemented me. "I’ll attend to you later."

I leaned over to her and kissed her full on the lips. Taking my time had worked well before, so I figured to continue with a winning strategy. I kissed Joan’s lips for a few seconds, then I moved to her cheeks, then down her neck, down her chest with a slight detour to kiss her under the right breast.

Joan, who had been breathing heavily, jerked and giggled. "That tickles!"

I continued by kissing down her beautiful body. Joan was about fifty years old, so her tummy was a little soft, but I didn’t care. On an impulse I rubbed my nose against her navel.

I slipped myself off of the sofa and knelt between Joan’s legs. By now I had reach the waistband of her undies. I didn’t take them off, I kept kissing her, through the smooth material of her panty. I eased my hands under her and held her bottom. I moved my lips closer and closer to her womanhood.

I had heard the locker room jokes about women’s pussies smelling like dead fish or rotten cheese. Joan had a very delicate scent, with just a hint of muskiness to it. I fell in love with the aroma of women’s pussies at that moment, although, never did I find one that had as sweet a perfume as Joan Goodwin’s. (Yes, over the years I’ve come across women who’s pubic hair was as rough as steel wool, who’s vaginal juices were as thick as used motor oil, and who did smell like rotten cheese.)

When my lips first touched soaking crotch of Joan’s panties, my penis felt like it wanted to burst. I new that I would ejaculate in an instant if I so much as touched it. I kissed up and down the length of her vulva. I then kissed in the crease where her legs joined her torso. There were wisps of fine public hair sticking out of her panty. I worked my tongue inside of her undies for my first real taste of heaven. It’s hard to describe the taste, but Joan was light, thin and sweet.

Joan was moaning and stroking my hair again. I was grunting and groaning in pure ecstacy.

"Oh Sweetie, take them off! Take them off, you tease!" Joan moaned.

In response I started easing her panties off. I stopped kissing her pussy, and as each little bit of skin was exposed, I kissed it.

I was slightly surprised. This was in the early days of ‘The Penthouse Revolution’ when men’s magazines first started showing the pubic hair of their models. From the few times I had seen those types of magazines I knew that women had thick amounts of public hair on their pussies. As I’ve mentioned, Mrs. Goodwin was in her fifties, so her’s was a little sparse, but long and fine textured. It felt good against my lips as I kissed across and down her mound of Venus.

When I came to between her legs I paused to take my first good look at a woman’s genitals. Here the information from Sex Ed Class was actually of some use. I did know the technical names of the various parts of a woman’s anatomy. Because of her age, a bit of Joan’s labia minora were peeking out, in what I would latter learn to a call a ‘butterfly.’ I thought it was a very beautiful sight. Again I kissed up and down the length of her womanhood. The tastes and scents were driving me crazy. The pot was about to boil over, to continue my metaphor.

"Use your tongue, Sweetie," Joan moaned. "Lick me, taste me, put yout tongue in me, Sweetie."

I did as I was told. The textures of skin and fine hair, combined with the ambrosia taste of Joan, were heaven on Earth for me. I didn’t want to stop, and from Joan’s moans and murmured endearments, she didn’t want me to stop either. I parted her labia with the tip of my tongue. I licked deeper and deeper into the folds of her womanhood. The tip of my tongue found the sweet bud of her clitoris, and I caressed it lightly. I was totally surprised by the reaction.

Joan groaned, moaned, arched her back, and clamped my head between her legs. She called out my name, and with an overarching "Oh Sweetie!" she collapsed.

I sat back on my heels. In my innocence I thought, for a brief moment only, that Joan might have had a heart attack. I was reassured when she started breathing deeply. She looked so beautiful laying there naked except for her dressing gown, which was wide open.

"Oh Andrew, that was wonderful!" she said smiling at me. "You know what I want."

I got up and sat back down on the sofa and closed my eyes. I may not have had an orgasm, but I was emotionally fulfilled. I had taken great pleasure in giving Joan her pleasure. I opened my eyes when I felt Joan move off of the sofa. She was positioning herself in front me, kneeling on the floor.

"Turnabout is fair play, Sweetie."

Joan leaned over and kissed me on the lips. I reached out for her breasts. Gently she pushed my hands away.

"Just lean back and enjoy, Sweetie. Let me do all the work now."

She rubbed my chest and nipples as she kissed me tenderly on the face. As I had done for her, she worked her way down my torso. I did as I was told and leaned back. At least until she got to the lower edge of my ribs. She hit just the right spot, and it was my turn to jump from being tickled.

"Oh, you like that?" Joan asked mischievously. "How about this?" she asked as she tickled the other side of my ribs with her fingers. I convulsed with laughter.

She smiled at me yet again. "I’m sorry, Sweetie, I just couldn’t resist. Lay back again. I’ll be good, I promise."

Joan resumed her kissing, studiously avoiding my ribs. When she got to my briefs she started easing the waistband down. My mind was racing and my heart was pounding. Joan was about to see my penis! No woman, except mom years ago, had seen my privates. I was struck with a sudden anxiety about my size, but I was enjoying myself too much to worry. I wanted Joan to see me.

Joan gently took my penis with one hand and pulled my briefs our of the way. My fears were allayed by what she said next.

"Beautiful! Just like I’ve imagined, Sweetie."

Of course I had masturbated, and enjoyed it very much. Now, with someone else, a beautiful woman, handling my manhood it felt better than it every had when I did it. Gently, knowingly, Joan softly pumped her hand up and down the length of my shaft. I was in heaven again. I closed my eyes to enjoy the overwhelming sensation of pleasure.

I was startled when I felt something warm and wet on my penis. I opened my eyes. Joan had taken my erect penis in her mouth and was bobbing her head up and down while she fondled my testicles. I was a wonderful sensation, but I didn’t want it.

"No, Mrs. Goodwin, no," I pleaded, "I don’t want to cum in your mouth."

Joan removed her mouth from my organ. "I won’t let you, Sweetie. When that happens I gag, and it ruins the mood." She resumed gently masturbating me. "Besides, I want you to cum in only one place." She gave me another mischievous look. "And that place is not here." She took my briefs off the rest of the way, and then stood up.

She held out her hand to me to help me off the couch into a hug. Our naked, or almost, bodies touched. The sheer pleasure of feeling her soft, warm flesh against mine was magnificent. Her breasts were pressed up against my chest, and my penis was squeezed against her leg. We kissed again, my hands scrambling for her breasts and bottom, while Joan took hold of my penis again. I struggled with alternating hands to slip her dressing gown off her shoulders. Shortly it joined the rest of our clothes on the living room floor. My manly instincts took hold, and I reached my hand between her legs to touch her pussy.

"Yes, Sweetie, that feels so good." Joan whispered in my ear as I slipped my finger between her labia. I rubbed around until I found her clitoris. She reach a small orgasm quickly. I was amazed at how sensitive she was.

Joan backed out of my hug.

"Come with me, Sweetie," she beckoned.

I followed her shapley bottom down the hall and into her bedroom. It was obvious even to my inexperience eyes that this was a woman’s bedroom: nice curtains, soft carpet, various feminine type knickknacks on the dresser and such. What I really noticed was that the bed had been turned down so it was open and inviting.

Joan laid down, and adjusted the pillows. "Come here, Andrew, lay next to me so we can cuddle some more." I took my place next to her and we eased into each other’s arms. Our lips met, and our hands roved.

I could not resist the allure of Joan’s breasts, so I wiggled down to kiss and fondle them while Joan played with my erect penis.

"Andrew, Sweetie," she whispered, "Are you ready?"

"Oh, yes, Joan, I’m ready." My words belied my nervousness. The Sex Education unit that was part of the overall heath class was useless at this time. I knew all about the difference between myosis and mitosis; the process of menstruation and a woman’s fertility cycle; and how the sperm and the ovum would come together to produce a zygote; but of the actual way bringing the two together was not covered in the course material. There were still things one had to learn hanging around on grubby street corners, or the boy’s locker room.

We rolled around so I was laying on top of Joan. She spread her legs and my penis touched her pussy. It was a marvelous and exciting feeling. I started to rub against her. Joan bent her knees and reached around and gently guided my expectant member into her vagina.

The sensation of entering a woman for the first time was, and is, a event really beyond the scope of words. It was warm, wet, velvety, and a thousand other wonderful words. I knew what to do, and I started thrusting. Ever the wise woman that she is, Joan wrapped her legs around my bottom to keep me from falling out. Being hyper-simulated I lasted only a minute or so before I had the most powerful orgasm of my young life. I groaned loudly and collapsed on Joan.

I was emotionally on edge. In the space of a Friday afternoon, I had been given my first adult kiss, felt my first women’s breasts, seen my first naked woman, tasted my first pussy, and now and my first of sexual intercourse. My breath was coming in heaving gasps and my heart was pounding. Then the sound of Joan softly crying entered into my world. That pushed me over the edge, and tears welled up in my eyes.

"I’m sorry if I did it wrong, Mrs. Goodwin," I blubbered. "I’m sorry, it’s all my fault."

Joan clutched me to her breast. She stroked my hair as we rolled back and forth.

"Oh no, Sweetie, no, no, no, you were wonderful. It’s just that it’s been almost seven years since I’ve had sex with a man. That’s why I’m teary." She kissed me on the cheek. "Oh, Andrew, you did more than that, Sweetie, you made love to me."

"I came too fast." I whispered sadly.

"Hush, Sweetie, I knew that you would. It wasn’t a disappointment." I could tell my the change in the sound of her voice that her tears were finished. "It’s more than just getting inside a woman. It’s all the wonderful things we did before. Now we have the wonderful things that come after." She paused. " Besides, we still have more time. We’ll have another chance."

"You mean it?" I asked.

"Of course I do, Sweetie. I’m trusting in the stamina of teenage boys." She pulled the top sheet over us. "Now why we don’t just lay here and enjoy each other."

So we lay next to each other, gently caressing each other, and softly kissing. Nothing strenuous or overly stimulating, just enough to keep the pot simmering.

"Tell me Andrew, do you masturbate?"

"Yes."

"Who do you think about?"

"Some of the girls," I said evasively.

"Like whom?" Joan asked teasingly.

"Well...Carla," I said naming one of the girls on my squad in PE.

"She is a nice enough girl. I don’t think she realizes what a teaser she is with her knickers always showing." Joan observed. "Any one else? Like Terry?" She said. "Her mother should buy her a stronger brassier."

All the guys were horny for Terry. She was very buxom, and single handedly made jumping jacks a spectator sport. "Yeah, I’ve thought of her, too."

"What about me?"

I swallowed. "Yes," I admitted softly.

Joan laughed and have me a big squeeze. "I had a hunch that you had, Sweetie."

"I’ll never think of anyone else!" I promised emphatically.

Joan laughed again. "You dear boy." She kissed me full on the lips again. "If you do ever think of someone else, don’t tell me." With that she picked up the pace of our caressing and fondling.

I did not need much to arouse me again, and I got that arousal from caressing Joan’s pussy. She was still wet from both of us, so I was able to slip my right middle finger into her vagina easily.

"Oh, Sweetie, yes, that feels wonderful." Joan said huskily. He breathing then became rapid and shallow. "Oh, oh, yes, Sweetie, lover, oh, don’t stop, oh, oh, oh." She moaned, her words tumbling out faster and faster. She clutched me tightly and buried her head against my shoulder to muffle a scream of pure pleasure.

I was taken aback by the intensity of Joan’s orgasm.

"Sweetie, you do that so very well." Joan said from my shoulder. "Now let’s do something different." She rolled me on to my back. "You see, Sweetie, the woman can be in charge sometimes," she told me playfully.

Joan draped her left leg over my legs. She rubbed my chest and kissed my face and nipples while she gently fondled my penis. I loved the sensations of her lips on by nipples and her hand on my penis. When Joan determined that we were ready again she knelt over me and slowly lowered herself on to my waiting penis.

For the second time that afternoon, I felt the extraordinarily wonderful sensation of being in a warm and loving woman. Joan slowly bobbed up and down.

"You see, Sweetie, this way the woman can control the pace to her liking."

What was to my liking was the fact that her breasts were dangling in front of my eyes. I took hold of those lovely orbs and fondled and caressed them to my heats content. I was able to take the nipples in my mouth as well.

"Oh yes, Sweetie, that is so nice. Yes ... yes." She murmured in pleasure.

As our climaxes approached Joan picked up the pace. I answered by thrusting with my pelvis to meet her strokes.

I moaned by pleasure, and with a cry of "Oh, Joan!" I ejaculated deep inside her womanhood.

The sensation of my semen flooding her was enough to push Joan over the edge of her orgasm. She gave and inarticulate yell of ecstasy and the she collapsed into my waiting arms.

We lay quietly in each others arms for several moments enjoying the feeling of each other’s warmth, and not wanting it to ever end. Regrettably, things had to move on.

"Oh Sweetie, Andrew," Joan whispered, "You were magnificent. It’s been so long since I’ll felt this way. Thank you, Andrew."

"Thank you, Mrs. Goodwin." I wanted to say ‘I love you, Joan,’ but I could not get the words out.

"Much I we might want to keep going, Sweetie, we have to stop." She smiled at me. "We’ve made a mess of the living room and my bed. We need to tidy up before Jack comes home."

The mention of her husband made me feel sick to my stomach. I had just cuckolded Mr. Goodwin. My upbringing told me that it was a sinful thing to do. Joan noticed the queasy look on my face. She held me tightly.

"I know, Sweetie," she said softly and slowly, "It may not be right, but you are very special to me, Andrew. And Jack has given up his rights to me. I’ve been lonely for a man’s touch."

This time I was able to get the words out. "I love you, Joan."

"I love you too, Andrew, my dearest, my Sweetie." We hugged tightly again. "Now come on, we’ve got work to do!"

Joan directed me to have a quick wash in her bathroom while she stripped the sheets of the bed. Joan brought my clothes to me. I was a little disappointed that while I was washing up she had gotten dressed again.

Things were all quiet when Mr. Goodwin came home from work. A load of laundry was in the washer, and I was sitting chastely with Mrs. Goodwin on the sofa, looking at scrapbooks from when she ran track at university.

he ride into town wondering what the day was going to throw at me this time. We made good time and Val stopped in front of a tall office building. She reached into the back seat and gave me an attache case.

"It's one of Richard's and its empty. Go to level 21 and ask for Tracey. If anyone asks your there to help Tracey with her report. I'll be back around here in an hour and if your not here I'll wait in that cafe over there." she pointed to a cafe across the street as I got out of the car.

I had no sooner closed the dooor when she sped off, blending into the traffic, and dissappearing from site. I made my way the 21st level and as I exited the elevator a women at the reception desk asked if I needed assistance. I told her I was here to see Tracey and she picked up the phone and rang. She indicated that Tracey's assistant would be a minute and told me to have a seat.  A girl who looked about 18 came and escorted me to Tracey's office. Tracey was holding the door open and ushered me in while telling Anne that not to let anyone in and to buzz her 15 minutes before the meeting.

Tracey closed and locked the door while I stood in the middle of the room. She walked up to me and wrapping her arms around me pulled us together for a long passionate kiss.

"I need you to fuck me now" she whispered in my ear "fuck me before this meeting because I need to release the tension."

She was pulling at my jacket, then my tie, while marching me backward across her office. My legs hit something and my knees folded as I dropped onto a sofa. Tracey was reaching under her skirt and pulled off the same blue panties from the other night.

"You were right about these panties. I wore a pair with a skirt that was slit almost to the waist. Lots of people commented about how long and how good my legs looked. They even got the attention of the promotions manager which is why I have to give this presentation." Tracey said all this while fumbling with my belt and trousers.

I took over undoing my trousers as Tracey undid her blouse and her bra showing me her small breasts. She grabbed my semi hard cock and began jerking it until it was stiff enough to feed into her mouth. She licked the head coating it in saliva. Her grip was tight and it felt as if she was trying to squeeze it off. Her head bobbed up and down as she slowly fed each inch down her throat. Tracey massaged my balls as I just sat there on the sofa. She continue to suck for several minutes then she stood on the sofa placing a leg on each side of me and lifting her skirt to show me her pussy. Tracey leant forward holding herself against the wall as she lowered her pussy to my face.

I shifted to a more comfortable position and gripping her hips stuck my tongue into her slit. Tracey moaned softly as I opened the folds of her pussy with my tongue, tasting the freshly flowing juices. I probed her deeply with my tongue before running it up to her clit and giving it a rapid flicking. This must have been an extremely sensitive spot because she grunted and groaned each time I returned with my tongue here.

Tracey began to kneel but I pushed her to one side and bent her over the arm of the sofa. Standing behind her I had the perfect view of her arse, her cunt waiting for me. I gripped my cock and positioned it at her opening. Without any warning I thrust forward sinking my seven inch cock right in to the balls. Tracey muffled a scream that probably would have brought security if Anne had heard it outside. I pulled my cock right out and pushing forward again repeated the dose almost sending Tracey over the arm. Now I built up a rhythm pounding my cock into her, giving her arse a slap, forcing each thrust in as hard as I could. Tracey was biting hard on a cushion but had a hand between her legs rubbing her clit. We both neared our orgasms when Anne's voice issued from the intercom telling Tracey it was 15 minutes till the meeting. The sudden sound of another voice triggered the first spurt of cum from my cock. I kept on poundining away as I felt other shots of cum empty from my cock, finally I collapsed onto Tracey.

Tracey lay still for a minute then pushing her arse back dumped me off onto the sofa. She went to the ensuite near her desk and I noticed she walked with her legs together. I heard the sound of running water and when Tracey reappeared after a few minutes she was dressed and made up for her meeting. Crossing the office she picked up the blue panties from the floor and carefully put them on. She tossed me a damp handtowel and told me to clean up and look respectful. By the time Anne knocked to say 5 minutes we looked like a couple of respectful business people.

Tracey came over and gave me a kiss telling me she felt very relaxed for her meeting. Picking up several folders from her desk she walked to the door and opened it. I was sure Anne jumped away before Tracey turned around but she just gave me a smile and a wink as she showed me out. Anne escorted me to the elevators and kept looking at me carefully. I tried to avoid eye contact and even looked at the walls of the elevator as the doors closed.

Val wasn't to be seen so I crossed to the cafe and ordered a sandwich and some ice water. Lunch and Val arrived at the same time. The thrill of sex in an office surrounded by any number of people who could have walked in and caught us cancelled out most of my anger towards Val. She ordered a cappuccino and we sat in silence till the waiter brought her drink and left.

"I wish you would tell me whats going to happen when I go out to meet these clients." I finally said

"The not knowing is the best part. Some of my dates ended up with no sex at all, but as long as the client is happy, that's all that matters. They won't come back if their not happy with the service. Come on smile for me." Val kept on talking as I finished my lunch then she paid the bill and we headed for home.

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I put all my energy into work on Thursday and Mr Tink told me on the way home that tomorrow was clear for the moment as both our usual Friday jobs were away on holidays.

"I'll ring in the morning if anything changes." said Mr Tink as I climbed from his truck.

I was not surprised when the phone rang Friday morning. Mom answered the call and came to my room to say Mr Tink would be here around 10:00 AM as a job had come in for today and that she was leaving for work.

Mr Tink arrived right on time and asked did I know the O'Shea's, end of Ridge Road opposite the entrance to the golf club. I shook my head and realising we would bee near the golf club I rushed back in ang grabbed a change of clothes and threw them in a bag and dumped it in the back of the truck.

"I'll check out the job if you can drop the bag at the Pro shop and tell Ernie I'll be in for a game later." I told him as we drove up Valley Way and turned right onto Ridge Road.

"What if you need me?" he asked

"If it's a two man job I'll wait out the front so you can see me when you drive out from the course, OK" I gave him the look that says I know what to do.

Mr Tink dropped me off and headed for the golf club, I walked to the front door and knocked and was I ever surprised when the door opened and Anne from Tracey's office was standing there.

"I knew it was you" she said as she grabbed my arm and pulled me through the door, kicking it closed behind us.

Before I could do anything she had pulled me down level with her and was kissing me wildly. Off in the distance I could hear Mr Tink's truck rattle by and as Anne continued to kiss me I thought this really isn't a two man job.

"Got somewhere else to go soon?" I joked as I covered her mouth with my own. Her lips were full and pouty and my tongue could faintly taste what she had been eating before I arrived. My tongue, her tongue, they wrestled for control. I felt my cock rapidly growing hard. She moaned passionately, as my hands freely to explored her body.

She hugged me to her, pulling me close with a hand behind my neck. I slipped a hand to her arse and squeezed tightly, waiting for a comment, but she just kept kissing me. Being more daring as she continued to passionately kiss me I slid my hand between us and massaged her crotch through her shorts. She broke our kiss and again grabbing my arm pulled me up the stairs. I thought it would be her bedroom she took me too but she dragged me into the main bedroom and threw me on the unmade bed.

"Get you shorts off" she said as she reached behind her neck to undo the halter to she was wearing.

Leaning forward she gave me a complete tit shot. She had puffy nipples and the perfect little cone shape tits which would have fitted a Madonna type bra.
When I asked her should we be doing this here she told me her Dad had fucked her step mother last night when they got home and again this morning before leaving for work so some extra cum stains won't be noticed.

When her shorts met mine on the floor along with the halter top she stood next to the bed in nothing but a deep purple thong, pulled up tight so as to seperate her pussy lips. Thinking that if it worked once it should work again I reached out and grabbed an arse cheek and told Anne how sexy her underwear was and how it made her legs look long and desireable.

That did it, she jumped on top of me and began kissing me again. Anne was breathing heavily through her nose as she kissed me, while pushing herself off the bed as she dry humped her sweet young pussy through the material of her panties against my painfully hard cock.  When next she slid back she kept on going until her ripe little tits were wrapped around my cock. Anne folded her tits against my cock, leaning forward to lick the head as it bobbed between her breasts. She then took my cock into her mouth and I nearly shot my load from the sensation. I just lay back and enjoyed the attention has her head bobbed and her tongue swirled around my cock.

Soon my cock was slick with her saliva and looking up at me she whispered "Do me from behind."

She positioned herself on all fours as I crawled up on the bed behind her and positioned my cock at the entrance to her pussy. I pulled aside the fine material that covered her cunt and slipped my cock head between her folds. We both let out a low moan as I slid inside her steamy mound. My hips meshed with her ass cheeks as I tried to push even more cock inside her. She gave a small sob and I was about to stop when she pushed back against me. I could not believe the difference between her cunt, which was a tight little fuck, and the more experienced Val who I thought gripped my cock well.. I began fucking her slowly, feeling ever little inch of her hot pussy. She was very horny and very loud. I liked that.

Anne began oohing and arghing in time with my strokes as well as mumbling things to herself. I told her to let it all out.

"This is so good, I love this so much," I whispered above her.

"Please don't stop," she panted. The sound of our lovemaking filled the room room. The bed squeaked as I slapped against Anne's well rounded ass. The sounds of sex filled my ears and the aroma of Anne's pussy wafted to my nose. It was a very X-rated Kodak moment. All our efforts were building to a peak, Anne was becoming intense. My cock was rock hard and balls were set to explode. I bit my lip and tried to hold off my impending orgasm. But it was no use, Anne was just too hot and too tight. I slapped her ass as my cock began exploding into the recesses of her moist cunt. She clenched her pussy around my cock. I could feel it gripping like a hand as she tried to drain every last drop from my cock.

"You must have been this good for Tracey." she said as she winked and crawled back next to me.

"She got a nice bonus for the presentation and landing the new client. I hope you got a share or were you paid by the hour?" her laugh was infectious and this was the first time I can remember being so relaxed after sex.

As we lay there she told me about how she had recognised me at the office as the guy who had won the under 18 golf title at the club last year and how I could not be a twenty year old business man. Again she laughed and slapped the bed I just lay there and grinned. She then told me about her father who was mid 40's and her step mother who was 23.

"They fuck, All the time. I think she's trying to kill him with sex." said Anne

We just lay on the bed talking for an hour when Anne asked did I won't a shower. "With you, certainly."

Picking up our clothes we headed for the bath room. The hot water from the shower was stinging against my body but felt good and the site of a fully naked Anne was bringing my cock back from the dead. Anne asked me to soap her back and coating my hands I at first rubbed her shoulders, then her back, worked my way to her arse, paying attention to the crack, then in one motion I swept my arms around her body and covered her erect nipples with my soapy hands. Anne just melted against my body letting the water and my hands cover every inch of her body.

My hand snaked across her flat belly until it met the tufts of her pubic hair. I let my slippery finger explore deeper as we swayed together under the shower.
I found her clit and gently flicked it with my finger causing her to moan. Her own hands reached around to my arse and she pulled us tightly together my cock slipping up the crack in her butt to be enveloped ny the fleshy globes of her backside. I continued to work her clit increasing the tempo of my finger action.

Anne turned off the water and moved around to face me. Putting a hand on each shoulder she pushed me gently to my knees. "Damn, your beautiful," I said, looking at her sparsely haired pussy. I ran my hand over it, gently brushing away the soap bubbles. I couldn't believe the object laying before me, it was  sweet, moist and inviting. I placed my fingers on her delicate pussy lips, touching, enjoying and stimulating her sweet young body.

She reacted immediately I realized that she was more than ready. With a broad smile I leaned in and licked her pussy.

"Oh... fuck yeh," she said, shivering but not from the water. "Oh yes," she said again. Anne spread her legs wider as she closed her eyes, concentrating on the feeling of my tongue. She felt my long, agile tongue flicking through the folds of her moist pussy. Her body shuddered and jerked as I worked my tongue into every fold and hole. Her breathing was halting and erratic but she kept her hands on my head holding me in position. I could feel her stomach muscles clench as my soapy finger slid into her butt hole while I nibbled her clit.

The shower had a ledge built into it and Anne pushed me away as she plopped her butt onto it, "Fuck me again,"she mouthed breathlessly "fuck me long and slow, now."

I moved in and my cock slid in all the way without any effort. I pulled back and repeated the stroke. Anne was leaning forward to bite my chest and I found the sensation arousing. I worked my cock in and out slowly letting Anne feel its full length. I ground my hips against hers stimulating her clit, my hands went to her breasts and I rolled her nipples through my fingers, tugging them to puffy fullness. This was the most romantic fuck I had ever had I didn't want to stop. One again though the pressure was building in my balls and crushing Anne against the shower wall I felt the first pulse in my cock as my cum escaped my balls to shoot deep into her vagina. Several more spurts and I was done. Anne sat, eyes closed, and breathed deeply.

"That was sensational. When do you think we can do it again?" she asked grabbing a towel and skipping from the bath room. I picked up my clothes and followed her to her room and was about to say maybe an hour when her step mother arrived home and called out for her. Dressing quickly she hustled me down the back stairs and told me to look at the yard and work out something to tell her when she comes out.

Anne, still wrapped in the towel, raced back up stairs and called out that she was just getting out of the shower. I took my pad from my pocket and was quickly taking notes when Anne and her step mother, Chelsea, stepped onto the verandah and called to me. From my position on the lawn I had a clear view up Chelsea's skirt to her white panties that dissappeared between her legs. Anne was still wrapped in the towel and had put nothing on and was trying to distract me with glimpses of her freshly fucked pussy.  Chelsea asked about Mr Tink and I told her I was his partner and that while he did most of the small jobs I handled the more challenging stuff. She gave me a nod and a smile and turned and went back into the house. Anne looked at me and said " she wants you." then laughed and followed Chelsea inside.

This was looking more and more like a one man job.

  

     

l organised then" said Val "June and Richard to the den and Barry and I to the loft."

Val picked something up as we left the room and climbed two flights of stairs to the loft. There were several boxes of clothes and magazines. Val took what looked like a remote from her pocket but pointed it at the intercom on the wall. The next thing I could hear Mom and Richard in the den talking about computers. Val pressed another button and the system gave a beep.

"Now we won't be interrupted beacause we can hear them but they can't hear us. As well, if anyone comes up the stairs past the bedroom this will beep." said Val as she patted the device.

As we began sorting through the boxes I asked her a question about the SLUTS. She stopped for a moment as if composing her thoughts and then began to tell me a story. (cue flashback music).

It all began about two years ago when a group of women from the estate started going to town for lunch, movies or just shopping. One day at a restaurant one of our group, Lauren, was approached by a businessman while at the bar. She came back to the table and told us what had happened and to her surprise we all suggested she go for it as she had been telling us how her husband wasn't giving her any at home. She went back to the guy and they left right away. The rest of us continued with lunch and it was nearly two hours till she came back with a wicked grin on her face.

We all spoke as one asking for all the juicy details and were we surprised when she told us the guy had given her a $100 for the sex. He also gave her a card with a phone number and a date he would be back in town if she was interested in going again. By the time the date came around Lauren had got cold feet so I took the card, made contact and had a fucking great afternoon and got paid for getting laid.

It just snowballed from there as others wanted some action so I made contact with Mike and told him I had other ladies availabe if he knew other men. Up to about six months ago I was arranging sex meetings at the rate of 20 a week and the SLUTS as we called ourselves were getting more sex than we could handle. It was then that I offloaded the whole business to another women who already had a similar scheme running within the large corporation she worked for.

Then a few weeks ago before I started with you I had a call from a business women who wanted to know if I offered the service to them as well. I told her we had no men in our group and referred her to the new operator. She then surprised me and asked if any of the women were interested in some girl to girl action. I was curious so I met her and had my first bi encounter. It was after that I began my plan to see if you would like to join our group.

"Wow !" was about all I could say after that story. Who would believe all this went on in the suburbs.

In the silence that followed her story the noises coming from the intercom attracted our attention. Val and I looked at the speaker and then at each other.

"Sounds like Richard is getting his floppy hard ready to put it in your mothers drive slot." Val giggled as she spoke

"Your husband and my Mom, doing it now." I stammered

"Shush, lets listen." Val motioned me over to the wall near the intercom and we sat there listing to mom and Richard.

Listening to the noises of people fucking caused my cock to swell and the more I tried not to think of Mom the more my cock grew.

"Looks like hearing mommy squeal is turning you on." said Val as she slipped off her shorts and began to massage her pussy.

With her free hand she worked my cock from my shorts and began to jerk me off. I couldn't help getting harder as Mom repeatedly asked for Richard to fuck her. Her cries were getting louder and when she asked Richard to stop licking her pussy and ram it with his cock my mind filled with lusty images of Mom. When she asked Richard to fuck her doggy style Val also assumed the position and told me to climb aboard.

I got behind Val and pushed my cock gently into her slick pussy. A little pressure and I was in sliding my whole seven inches into her. Val let out a long low moan and as I pulled back for the next stroke she pushed back with her arse so we made a slapping sound on contact. Val reached between her legs and grabbed my balls when I thrust forward and when I pulled back she rubbed her clit. There I was behind Val fucking her, as her husband fucked my Mom, and at each thrust I could see Val's body ripple as the impact of slamming bodies shook her completely. Val then matched moms voice, repeating moms every word as it issued from the speaker except she called my name instead of Richards. Then she switched and started prentending to be mom and asking me if I enjoy fucking mommy.

"Fuck me Richard, deeper Richard. Oh Yes! Oh fuck me...ride me hard. Shove your dick in hard and fast. Don't stop fucking me. Fuck my cunt with your big cock. Yes, please fuck me hard...." as each phrase issued from the speaked my intensity increased as I fucked Val. I was pistoning her cunt as fast as I could when I heard what could have only been a slap so I cracked one across Val's arse leaving a red hand print, this set Val off even more. She continued to talk like mom repeating my name over and over.

This finally got too much and I unloaded into her, pushing my cock as deep as I could get it and repeating the dose. By now Mom had also reached her end and her screams as Richard shot his load filled my ears. My cock slipped from Vals pussy and I just sat against the wall listening as mom and Richard finished downstairs. Val got a towel from a box and wiped down her sweat soaked body then she threw it to me to clean myself off.

"Well thats going to make things awkward when we go downstairs later" said Val " so lets get this room cleaned up and give them some time to recover."

We worked steadily for about an hour and had the boxes repacked and ready to move.

"Make sure you make some noise as you take this stuff downstairs and outside" Val told me.

It took me several trips to dispose of all the boxes. I made plenty of noise but avoided going near the den. Finally Val took the remote for the intercom and paged Richard letting him know that we were finished and would be in the kitchen making some coffee or a cold drink if he wanted some.

Mom and Richard met us in the kitchen and Richard explained how mom had helped him finish the report. Then he asked if the room was cleaned out so he could arrange for the painters to come. I could feel a tension in the air, as if everyone knew what had happened but didn't want to be the first to say anything. I could see red marks on moms neck where Richard had kissed and bitten her and even the smell of sex could not quite be disguised by the brewing coffee.

After a half hour we finally said our goodbyes and when Richard gave mom a peck on the cheek for all her help Val also kissed me and said the same. Val and Richard stood and looked at each other trying to read beyond the straight face each showed. Mom and I got in the car and trying to sound normal and make conversation I said "sorry you got stuck doing work stuff today."

"Oh Richards a nice man and I was happy to help. You and Val seem to get along OK."

I looked out the window and mumbled something about  her being a regular customer. When we arrived home mom headed straight for the shower and I went to my room laying there thinking about what had happened this afternoon. Mom was a single women and I had no idea of how much sex she has had since dad left. I was involved with a married women so why should it be different for mom to be having sex with a married man. To be honest I had not really looked at my mom as a person for a long time, hey I wasn't even sure how big her tits were. Mom walked by my room with a bulky towel wrapped around her not letting me see much but legs and arms.

"The showers free if you want it I'll just get a fresh towel for you."

Mom got me the towel and I went to the bathroom and as I undressed I saw her panties in the wash hamper. I picked them up and the crotch was still damp. Just holding them was giving me a hardon so I sniffed the smell of fresh sex and thinking about mom I wrapped them around my cock. I jerked my cock till I thought it was going to come off in my hand and finally with a deep grunt I shot my load over the shower wall. I tossed the panties back in the hamper and sat under the hot water till I cooled down. 
  

Val took me to the lounge room and told me to get comfortable. I asked her when she was meeting her friends and she told me tomorrow night but now she wanted to give me another lesson in love. Val flicked the TV remote and soon a porn movie was playing. It looked like it was in a swim wear shop as the girl behind the counter wore a t-shirt and a pair of bikini bottoms. Then a blonde women asked to try on an assortment of swimsuits.The sales girl showed her the dressing rooms and then went and locked the door. She told the blonde to take her time as the shop was now closed.

"So can you guess what happens next?" Val asked

"The two of them are going to do it."

"Good answer. Have you ever seen pictures of two women having sex?"

I just shook my head and continued to watch the screen. The blond had large tits and while trying on one top the sales girl has reached around and cupped the tits in each hand. The blonde closed her eyes and leant back against the brunette. Quick cut and there both naked the brunette giving the blondes nipples a good work over The blonde has her hand between her legs rubbing her pussy. The brunette has thrn dropped to her knees and now has her tongue working the clit of the blonde, she has her hands on the brunettes head pushing to the right spot. The blond puts her leg on a chair so the brunette takes advantage of the opening and slips one then a second finger into the blonde haired cunt.

I was getting turned on by the on screen activity and looking at Val, with her robe open, matching them move for move.  I decided to join in and I took my cock from my shorts and started to jerk off. The combination of moans from the TV and from Val were working me up and as it had been a few weeks since I had had sex  I stepped in front of Val and unloaded. She didn't realise what had hit her face at first but when the second splattered across her tits she grabbed my cock and stuffed it in her mouth and sucked like mad draining every last drop from my balls.

Still not satisfied Val reached into a bag beside the lounge and produced a monster dildo. Two feet long and close to three inches thick. It was pink skin tone and had a bulging head at each end. She also grabbed a tube of some cream from the bag and smeared it over one end. My eyes nearly popped from my head as Val slid the monster into her cunt. She had to twist and turn it but once the head slipped in she slowly fed it inch after inch. Val then slowly withdrew it a few inches and the pushed it in further.

With nearly half of it in her pussy Val pumped away with the plastic penis ramming it repeatedly into her hole, each thrust greeted with ever loudening screams as it appeared she was trying to thrust the entire length in her pussy. Sweat had broken out across Vals body as she continued. One hand had the dildo and the other was furiously rubbing her clit. Then her body arched as her orgasm hit. Vals body went rigid and her eyes closed. Her mouth was open but no sound issued. Just as I was about to panic she took a deep breath as a second orgasm shook her body. Collapsing on the lounge Val lay for several minutes eyes closed and breathing deep as if she had just run a marathon.

"Wow, that was intense" were her first words when she finally calmed down. "See you could be replaced, but a dildo won't buy dinner." Val laughed loudly and removed the dildo from her cunt. From where I was sitting I could see how stretched her hole was.

"How about you call for pizza I don't think my legs will take my weight for a while."

"Why did you do that?"

"Just like in that movie only a women knows what a women wants during sex and somtimes you just have to do it yourself." she grinned and flopped back on the lounge.

The pizza arrived and Val and I ate while we talked on a variety of subjects. She seemed to be trying to find out how much general knowledge and trivia I knew. In the end she explained that if  I'm to meet different people I would need to be able to carry on a conversation on just about any subject. This makes the client feel that the sex is more personal and not just business.

Finishing, we closed up and turned off the lights but surprisingly we went to the guest room and not the main bedroom.

"Richard might get suspicious if the main bed appears slept in so I'll sleep with you in the guest room."

We lay in the dark together kissing but no sex. Finally Val nodded off and as I lay spooned into her back I realised that even with all the sex over the past few months this was the first time I'd slept with a women.

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I woke up next morning to the sound of a shower running and joined Val for a quick wash and cuddle. She told me were going shopping and to save myself for later. I dressed quickly in a casual shirt, jeans and runners. Val just shook her head as I climbed into the passenger seat of her BMW.

"You need a suit and must dress business like when you meet these people." she told me.

We drove to a very trendy part of town and after a few hours shopping I had two suits, assorted shirts and three pairs of shoes. Then we had lunch at a very nice retaurant and Val pointed out various things people were doing during their meals. She emphasied how they dressed and how they ate telling me not to rush the meal and to pay attention to your partner. My head was swimming with all these new facts about having a meal and meeting people.

After lunch it was Vals turn to shop and I felt very awkward as I stood in the lingerie store while Val tried a few things on, often walking from the dressing room to the shop floor to ask my opinion on how things looked. The shop assistants could see my embarrasment and kept bringing Val more things to try. Eventually she purchased two bras and matching panties. Then it was dresses and blouses. It seemed never ending. At last we headed for home but when we were finally there the lessons continued. What tie with what colour shirt, shirts with suits, suites with shoes.

It was almost 5:00PM when I collapsed on the bed wondering if I could handle all this. Val had the shower first and was dressing while I washed up. I wore a cream suit with a deep blue shirt and gold and blue striped tie. Val looked stunning in a flowing black dress that hugged the curves but flowed around her legs as she walked. We climbed back into the BMW and headed for our dinner engagement.

The restaurant was in a fashionable hotel building. Exclusive shops and business on the first three levels, then levels 4 to 12 were 1 or 2 bedroom apartments. Level 13 was maintenance and the 10 floors above that were for hotel guests. Val had given me a run down in the car as well as more discussion on holding conversations with our dinner guests.

"Don't say something like, nice dress, unless you have reasons to back it up."

This was the type of thing that she kept prompting me to do, I could hardly wait for dinner to be over.

Val gave a name to the maitre d' and he wisked us to a table. Two women were already seated, to the left was Beverly from our estate and to the right was  a young blond women who Val introduced as Tracey. Bev and Val started talking together so I asked Tracey about herself. She was twenty five, about five foot five,  her blonde hair was pulled back from her face. She also told me she worked for a large public relations firm. She was wearing a grey pants suit and white blouse. She had opened a few buttons to reveal a nice cleavage. I gave her my story as recited by Val in the car. I was 20 !!, I managed a landscape and equipment buisness, this way I could talk about yards and mowers and sound knowledgeable.

We ordered our meals and continued the idle chit chat. Tracey was telling how it was hard to socialize with her business collegues as everyone was trying to out do each other for the best contracts and would stop at nothing to move up the corporate ladder. I felt kinda sorry for her. Val had been kicking me under the table whenever the conversation lagged so I told Tracey that my work trouble was housewives flirting with me and delaying jobs to keep me around. Val and Bev stared at me but Tracey laughed and made the comment that grass wasn't all I laid.

As soon as we had finished eating Val called for the check. When the bill arrived Val grabbed Bev by the arm and announced they were off saying they had to be seen at a few places in case Richard checked up. She also told us to order more drinks if we wanted as she would tell the waiter to add it to her account. Tracey and I sat for a while then she looked at her watch and saaid we should go. Some how I felt like I was missing the point of the evening so far.

I followed Tracey to the residential level elevators and she produced a swipe card that she passed through a reader. This opened the elevator doors for us. We went in and again she swiped the card and selected level nine. I commented about the cost of living here and she told me it was really the only thing she had spent her money on since she started work. She then asked where I lived and for a moment I paniced as I couldn't say I lived with my mom. Then I told her I lived at Summer Land estate, and she nodded as if saying nice address, and that the house was fully paid for. Her reply was about having to lay a lot of grass to afford to live there.

Again at her apartment door she swiped the card to let us in. She told me about the security and that you could leave to the ground floor without a card but if you wanted to go to another floor in the complex you had to take your card. She gave me a pointed tour of her apartment, from the main room the kitchen and dining rooms were to the right and the bedrooms and bathroom were to the left. She asked me did I want a drink and when I said just juice she pointed to the fridge and told me to get comfortable. I took off my jacket and tie as I went to the fridge and when I turned to ask if she wanted anything she was gone. I called out and her voice came from the bedroom side of the apartment.

I put some ice in a highball glass and filled it with bottled water for her. I poured myself some juice and took both glasses to her bedroom. Her jacket, blouse and pants were just inside the door as if she had undressed as she walked to the bed. The only light was from a bedside lamp so I walked to that side of the bed and sat handing her her water. She had the bed sheet pulled up to her chin but I could see the pale blue bra strap dissappearing under her blonde hair that she had pulled out. It framed her face making it look small and cute.

The light finally went on in my brain as to what was happening. I had been set up by Val to "entertain" this business women but it was too late to back out now. As I kicked off my shoes and began to unbutton my shirt Tracey lowered the sheet to reveal her breasts enclosed in her pale blue bra. The bra pushed her tits up and together making them look fuller. When I stood to remove my trousers Tracey threw back the sheet to expose the rest of her body to me. The panties and bra set were exactly the same as the two sets Val had purchased this afternoon. I asked Tracey to stand and model the lingerie for me as I sat back and removed my socks and trousers leaving me in just a pair of satin boxer shorts.

As she slowly turned showing me her lean, firm body encased in powder blue lingerie I committed the number one crime according to Val, I told Tracey the underwear looked nice. She continued to turn and said "just nice". Thinking quickly I grasped her arse and squeezed telling her how fine her butt was in these panties. I then traced the edge of the panties to the waistband telling her how these high cut briefs made her legs look longer. She turned to face me and smiled then turning off the light she lay beside me on the bed.

Tracey had her back to me and I started kissing her neck and nibbling her ears. Meanwhile I caressed her from shoulder to hip running my hand across her exposed flesh. I brought my hand up to feel her breast and my hand gently ran across her hardening nipple. As this was the same bra as Val had purchased this afternoon I knew it clipped in the front and with a flick of my wrist I had opened the bra to reveal a set of smallish tits. I continued to kiss her neck and back and by now my cock was getting fully extended. I slipped it from the front of my shorts and slid it between her legs slowly humping it against her arse.

My hand wandered low and was now massaging her pussy through the flimsy material of the panties. Her breathing skipped a beat as I slid a finger under the leg elastic and ran it along her slit. Tracey was moaning softly as I continued to dry hump her butt while fiddling with her clit. My finger now slick with her juices found her love hole and with little pressure slipped in. Her body arched as I pushed my finger into her before running it up to her clit which I rapidly flicked before returning to her cunt.

I continued this treatment for several minutes adding a second finger to the mix. Tracey was pushing her arse back to meet each thrust of my cock. My fingers continued exciting her clit and I gently pushed one greasy finger up her butt hole. Tracey nearly leaped from the bed but I gripped her tight with my other arm. Finally after nearly 15 minutes of this attention Tracey turned her face to me and asked to be fucked now.

I rolled onto my back and attempted to move my arm which had become stuck under Traceys body. She must have thought I wasn't going to do anything so she rolled on top of me kneeling over my erect cock. With one hand she gripped my cock and with the other pushed the panties to one side. She squatted two or three times till she had everything lined up and then sank my cock into her steamy pussy. I slid all the way in and Tracy yelled to wake the dead. She began to ride my cock, first up and down and, then backwards and forwards as she ground her clit against my pubic hair She leant over me and I grasped both tits in my hands bringing both nipples together before feeding them to my waiting mouth.

I sucked and bit her nipples and breasts while she continued to pound my cock. We were both bouncing the bed and at last as I struggled with the sensory overload from my cock I felt the first spurt of cum leave my cock. Tracey was yelling for more and I raised my hips to meet her downward motion our bodies slapping together with a meaty sound. I felt more spurts of cum eject from my cock as Tracey furiously rubber her clit. Then her body spasmed as her orgasm hit. She threw her head about wildly and yelled out again and again. While my cock was still hard I continued to push it into her.

At last, spent, Tracey rolled off and flopped face down on the bed. I reached for the juice and was surprised to see from the bed side clock the we had been at it for nearly an hour. I rolled off the bed and went to the bathroom to wash my face. I could feel the heat washing away and my breathing was deep and ragged. I grabbed a towel to wipe off the sweat then when I went back to the bed I was shocked to find that Tracy was asleep. What was I to do now I thought,  should I stay or should I go. I lay beside Tracey for about ten minutes hoping she would wake. Finally I dressed, pulled the covers over her, turned off all the lights and left.

I decided to head to where Val had parked the car but as I crossed the hotel foyer I heard Val calling from a cafe near the door.

"So did everything go well" she asked.

"You could have told me it was a set up job. I thought Tracey was the friend you were meeting."

"I had to make sure you acted naturally and anyway I bet you enjoyed the sex." she laughed as she spoke.

  

    

m we wanted to be our first female PE teacher. The favourite was Miss Rodgers, a young slender red head. The least preferred was Mrs. Cole, a fat, elderly woman who liked boys about as much as she liked slime mold, and girls only slightly better. Mrs. Cole wore her greying blonde hair in a short and severe hair style that screamed ‘Butch!’ In the end it was Mrs. Goodwin who was my first lady PE teacher.

This is the story of Mrs. Goodwin and me.

I got along well with Mrs. Goodwin from the start. I was well behaved with good manners. Mrs. Goodwin selected me to lead the group exercises that we did at the beginning of each class because I could bellow like a Drill Instructor. Also, I was entrusted with the running of little errands for Mrs. Goodwin, and that helped me get out of some of the more onerous games, like paddle tennis. Where Mrs. Goodwin and I really hit it off was with our enjoyment of running track. She had been on the track team when she was at university, and was glad to pass on some tips and pointers to me.

In those days the girl’s coaches wore baggy navy-blue walking shorts and light-blue polo shirts with the school logo on the left breast. Mrs. Goodwin herself was tall, with long legs. She wore her medium brown hair short, with no real attempt to make it stylish. Her face, arms and legs were well tanned. She was not what would be called ravishingly beautiful, with a long, somewhat angular, face, but wholesome looking. She a very sweet smile, and her light blue eyes that would sparkle when she did. One thing that I noticed early on was the surgery scare on her left knee. With all that said, I really liked Mrs. Goodwin, as a teacher and as a person.

The highlight of the year in PE was the yearly school track meet, and this year the highlight was to be a head-to-head contest of the 4x100 yard relay, Mr. Hannigan’s coed PE class versus Mrs. Goodwin’s class. The rules were that each class would have two boys and two girls on the relay team, and they could run any leg. After try outs and practice I was selected to run the anchor leg of this important race.

When the day of the track meet finally arrived, I was ready. I did well in my other events: the standing and running long jump; and the 50, 100 and, 440-yard dashes. The 4x100 yard relay was the last event of the day. I won’t bother you with the details of the race, just suffice it to say that Carla gave me a two-stride lead going into the anchor leg, and I never looked back.

I stuck around after the meet to help put away the equipment and bleachers. When that job was done, I headed to the locker room to shower and change. When I was ready to leave school, I went by the girl’s PE office to say my good-bye to Mrs. Goodwin.

When I entered the office, I didn’t see anyone.

"Hello! Mrs. Goodwin!" I called, "It’s Andrew."

"I’m here in the back," came her muffled reply. "Come on back!"

If the girl’s PE building was laid out like the boy’s, I was headed toward the coaches locker room.

The door to the locker room was about halfway open, I poked my head in. Mrs. Goodwin was seated with her back to me on the bench in front of her open locker. She only had on her bra and full sized briefs, ‘grannie panties.’

I stammered an apology and started to withdraw. My thoughts were in a jumble. I was startled, embarrassed, and turned on all at once. Mrs. Goodwin looked over her shoulder with a smile.

"Come on in, Andrew. I won’t bite."

I entered the locker room, still staying by the door, ready to make a hurried exit if needed.

"You did a great job at the tack meet today, Andrew."

"Thank you, Mrs. Goodwin."

"‘Mrs. Goodwin’ is too formal for friends, Andrew. When we aren’t in class, you should call me ‘Joan.’"

"Ah . . . Okay, Joan," I sort of stammered. She said we were friends. I liked that. I had always been fond of Mrs. Goodwin. In a heartbeat I realized that all along I had crush on her. Mrs. Goodwin had shown me nothing but kindness, and I always wanted to please her. My mind was in a whorl. Here I was, talking with my PE teacher, in the coaches locker room, while she was wearing only her underwear. And she was acting as if it was the most natural thing in the world to do.

"I’ve enjoyed having you in my class this semester, Andrew. You have always been such a nice young man."

"Thanks, Mrs. Goodwin," I said, falling back into formality. "I’ve liked being in your class."

"Just another couple of weeks and you’re off for the summer. Any vacation plans?"

"I don’t think so. Mom has to work, and I’m going to summer school at the high school." My mom had a rule: unless I had a paying job I had to go to summer school.

"Andrew, would you be a dear and undo my bra?" she asked.

I would have walked on the ceiling if she had asked me to! I stepped over to Mrs. Goodwin. I knew how bras were fastened, having helped my mom sort laundry. I undid the three hooks and gently let my hands fall to my sides.

Joan took the straps off of her shoulders and tossed the now empty bra into her locker.

This was in the days before sports bras had even been thought of, so Mrs. Goodwin had to wear her bra tight to keep her breasts from bouncing too much. I saw the deep marks on her shoulders from the straps, and I felt sorry. I didn’t like to see anyone suffering. On impulse, I reached up and started to massage her shoulders and neck. The simple act of touching her bare skin made my penis stir in my jeans again.

"Oh, Andrew, oh . . . yes, that feels so good," she said rolling her neck in enjoyment.

I worked my way lower down her back. I started to really massage deeply. I could feel the tension squirt out of her muscles, like toothpaste out of a tube. Joan leaned over so I could reach her entire back.

After several moment she let out a deep, satisfied sigh. "Thank you, Sweetie," Joan said looking back over her shoulder. "You do that very well."

"Thanks, Joan." I was looking at her panty clad bottom. Her briefs were of thin cotton, so there was just a hint of flesh underneath. A very intriguing sight for a fifteen years old boy.

"You’ve had a good look at my back, Andrew. Would you like to look at my front?"

I was dumbfounded! Here was a mature woman inviting me to look at her breasts. Not some furtive peeking at some classmates budding titties, just come on and have a look.

It took me a moment or two to find my voice again. "Yes, Mrs. Goodwin, I would like to look at your front." I did not trust myself to say the word ‘breasts.’

I sidled around the bench until our knees were almost touching. I could not really take my eyes off of my shoes. I was embarrassed and scared that something awful was going to happen.

"Don’t worry dear," Joan said in a reassuring voice. "They won’t hurt you."

With that I looked up. All guys want to have something sophisticated or cool to say at a time like this. "Gee, Mrs. Goodwin, what did you do to make them so beautiful?" is what I blurted out.

She threw her head back and laughed. I had the pleasure of seeing her breasts jiggle as she laughed. My penis was making its presence known by its incessant pulsing.

Mrs. Goodwin smiled at me as she reached out and touched my cheek. "Andrew, that is the sweetest thing anybody as said to me in a long, long time."

"What about Mr. Goodwin?"

Joan sighed again. "He doesn’t look at me all that often anymore." My parents had been divorced since I was five years old, and too young to read the signs, so I didn’t know that intimacy was often an early casualty of marriage.

I now took the time to have a good look at Joan’s breasts. They were full, sort of pear-shaped, and low slung with large pale pink areolas and prominent nipples. She turned a little left and right so I could see them from several different angles. They were very nice. My penis was threatening to burst out of my jeans.

"Have you ever seen a woman’s breasts before?"

"No."I was too absorbed in staring at her breasts to reply with more than monosyllables.

"Not even in a magazine?" Joan asked playfully.

"No . . . Well, maybe once or twice," I admitted.

"Sweetie," Joan said softy, "I want you to touch them."

I must have given her a look of blank surprise because she nodded her head at me and smiled again.

Slowly, in part wanting to savor the moment and part apprehension, I reached out to Joan’s beautiful breasts.

The moment that I first touched Joan was an instant to savor. Her breasts were soft, yet at the same time firm. And they were warm to the touch. Purely out on male instincts I began to gently squeeze and caress them. My efforts were rewarded by the magical feeling of Joan’s nipples becoming erect against the palms to my hands.

Joan moaned softly and put her hands on mine. "Oh Sweetie, that feels wonderful."

All I could do was give a gentle squeeze as an answer.

"Kiss them, Sweetie, kiss them," Joan ordered breathlessly.

Reluctantly I released her breasts, and knelt down between her legs.

I bent slightly to start kissing Joan’s breasts. I resisted the impulse to head straight for the nipple of her right breast. Instead I started my kisses at the base. With tenders kisses I slowly inched my way across and down toward her nipple.

"Oh Andrew," she murmured, "You have the softest lips!"

As I approached the areola, I started kissing around the edge, gradually spiraling closer and closer toward the nipple of her breast.

"Oh Sweetie, you are such a tease!"

When I eventually reached Joan’s nipple, I gave it the lightest kiss, then another a little harder, then finally I took the sweet jewel in my mouth.

Joan started stroking my hair.

"Sweetie, that feels wonderful! Don’t stop. It’s been so long!" She then pulled me close, between her beautiful breasts. She kissed me on the top of my head, then she took my head and with her hands on both sides brought me up to kiss her on the lips. She gave me a very long and tender kiss.

"We have to wait. We can’t let someone catch us here."

I nodded dumbly.

"Can you come to my house, Sweetie?"

I had found my voice again. "Sure, where do you live?"

Joan rattled off an address. It was only about two miles from campus, in the opposite direction from my house. I nodded in agreement. It would not be too far of a bike ride. "I need to call my mom," I said as I stood up.

"Use the phone on my desk." Joan smiled again at me. "Now scoot!" she said playfully.

I had just settled in behind Mrs. Goodwin’s desk when Mrs. Cole came into the office. It was a good thing too: my penis was making a bulge in the front of my jeans.

"What are you doing here?" she snapped.

"Mrs. Goodwin said I could use the phone to call my mom, Mrs. Cole."

"All right," she said, "Just make it quick." She then did something very odd: she smiled at me. "You did an excellent job at the track meet today, young man."

"Thank you, Ma’am." I knew that it was best to be very formal with Mrs. Cole.

"I wanted to beat the pants off of Mr. Hannigan’s class."

"Yes, Ma’am."

With a nod Mrs. Cole headed back toward the locker room.

I picked up the phone and asked the school operator for an outside line. I dialed my mom’s work number.

"Hi Mom."

"Oh hi there. I’m glad you called. I was going to call you. Ray has asked me to go out to dinner and a movie tonight." Ray was my mom’s boyfriend. I was not that fond of him, but that is another story. "You’ll have to find your own dinner."

"Then I guess it’s okay if I go over to Hal’s house then?" I said giving a plausible lie. Hal was my best friend, and I often went over to his house on the way home from school.

"Of course, dear."

"Maybe I can mooch a meal off of Mrs. Taylor."

Mom laughed. Mrs. Taylor, Hal’s mom, had the well deserved reputation of being a really lousy cook. Hal often came over for meals at our house. "Maybe you can, but there is a casserole in the freezer if you’d rather."

"Okay, Mom." I said brightly. "You and Ray have a good time."

"Sure thing. Bye."

"Bye Mom." I said as hung up the phone. It was all set. I knew that Ray would keep Mom out until at least midnight, so I had no time constraints.

I figured that it would take Mrs. Goodwin another fifteen minutes or so to shower and change. I had enough time to go to my locker, get my book bag and then get my bike.

hat these married women thought I was worth checking out.

It had been a week since I'd last been to Val's and I was feeling a bit worried as Mr Tink dropped me off.

"I've got three jobs down on Valley today" he said "are you OK to get home by your self when you're finished here?"

"I'll be fine, just in and do the yard and the pool and I'll be gone by lunch." I told him.

"Just watch these women. The heat makes 'em act funny. So I'll see you tomorrow." he spoke as the truck drove off.

I was about to knock on the door when Mr Finch opened it as he was leaving for work. He pulled me aside and asked me to do him a favour.

"My boy, my wife is acting a little strange this week. I think there may be another man in her life." he said

My heart skipped a beat and then he said to me "keep an eye out for any men showing up while I'm away and there's an extra $20 for you when I get back in a few days time." he gave me a wink and a nudge and the walked to his car.

I went inside and closed the door behind me. I couldn't hear anything so I called out an hello. Val answered from upstairs calling me up. When I entered her bedroom she was dresssed in a towelling robe and looking out the window through a telescope.

Without turning from the telescope she said "You can see all the way to the security gate with this. Ah there he goes on his way to work and that secretary with the blonde hair and fake boobs"

"Well what did my husband say to you before he left?" she asked

"He thinks you have another man and he wants me to keep a look out for strangers coming to visit."

She laughed as she turned towards me. I could see her legs encased by black stockings disappearing under the robe.

"I know you are learning all this maintenence stuff with Mr Tink but I'd would like to be your teacher in another field. Are you interested?" she said as she smiled.

"What do you want to teach me?" I stammered.

"No need to be afraid, I'm going to teach you how to make love to a waomen." Val dropped the robe as she walked towards me revealing her tanned body. She was wearing a black satin bra the pushed her breasts together making them appear larger and firm. I also saw the stockings coming to the tops of her shapely thighs. In between she had on the black crotchless panties she had caught me with last week.

Val walked right up to me and placing her hand behind my head pulled my face to hers giving me a strong, long passionate kiss.

When Val released me she asked if she had been my first. I told her she was the one to take my virginity and with that she grabbed me and kissed me again and again. Her hands were rubbing my head and back and I responded by rubbing her back as well. My hands were working their way to her lace covered arse. We stopped for a breath and Val told me to undress. I quickly removed my shorts and t-shirt.

"Lesson one" she breathed in my ear "where to kiss a women."

Val turned her back to me and told me to kiss her neck and nibble her ears. I began doing as I was told while my arms wrapped around her waist holding her arse close to my cock so it sat erect in her crack. Val was humming and moaning from my kisses and her hands grasped mine and brought them to her breasts.

"Lesson two, how a women feels." she said softly as my hands massaged her breasts through the satin material of her bra.

She reached for the clip at the front of the bra and undoing it released her round but firm breasts. While I continued to kiss her neck I was also noticing how heavy and firm her breasts were. The nipples had gone from flat to stiff points of brown flesh topping these tanned mounds. Val turned and fed a nipple into my mouth and I latched on like a newborn sucking deeply and flicking the nipple with my tongue. Val was moaning louder and her hand briefly squeezed my cock before making its way to her pussy.

Putting one hand on my head she pushed me into a kneeling position in front of her crotch. Val put one leg up on the bed and pulled the panties aside giving me a close up look at her pussy. Her pubic hair was trimmed into a thin strip leading straight to the goal.

"Lesson three, eating a women." said Val her voice now deep and husky.

She thrust her pussy into my face grinding her lips against mine. I did what I'd seen in magazines and poked my tongue deep into her slit and licked the lenght from clit to arse hole. This was really firing her up and she then told me to put a finger in her hole. My finger slipped all the way into this warm, wet hole. I began to pump my finger as well as kissing, licking and biting her pussy.

"Give me another" she moaned and I obliged by pushing a second finger alongside the first. I was really pumping her now and my hand was slick with her juice. My tongue was working overtime liicking and flicking her clit.

"Stick one in my arse" she said and with one finger in her pussy I slid my other well greased finger up her butt.

Val was nearly jumping off the floor and looking up I could see her squeezing her breasts and licking her own nipples. I took my finger from her pussy and like I'd done before slid it into her arse hole along side the other. Her hand on my head continued to push my face deep into her pussy while my fingers fucked her arse.

Breaking away Val collapsed on the bed and screamed at me to fuck her. I climbed on top and lining my cock up with her hole slid gently forward. Once again I felt the electric tingle as my cock entered her pussy. Being as slick as it was my seven inches slipped right on in. Val raised her arse off the bed to force me deeper and I responded by pulling almost all the way out before slamming home.

Again and again and again I repeated this performance. My body was drenched in sweat and I had almost stopped breathing. The two of us were nearly bouncing off the bed as I continued to pound away the pent up feelings of a teenage boy. Val was now incoherent her ragged voice switched between moans and screams. I told her I could not hang on much longer and I was about to cum. Val told me not to shoot my load into her cunt. Being a dumb teenage boy I thought she didn't want to get pregnant so I slid my cock from her cunt and stood beside the bed. Val grabbed my cock tightly in one hand and from beside the bed she produced a wine glass. Val pumped my cock until I shot my load into the glass and continued to milk it of every last drop of cum.

Val used her finger to stir the white goo with some powder already in the glass and then upending the glass swallowed the whole mixture in one gulp.

"A wise old women told me that if I drink the cum of one who fucks me for their first time we will be lovers for ever." she said as she moved across the bed giving me room to lay beside her.

"So was your first lesson enough to bring you back." she spoke as her finger traced a circle around my lips.

Breathlessly I said I would like to continue and she rolled on top of me and gave me a deep tongue kiss.

We lay together for several minutes just kissing and feeling not speaking a word. Then the phone rang and Val rolled away to answer it. As she talked on the phone she picked up her bra and put it back on then took off the panties and got another pair from he draw. I just lay on the bed listening to her conversation and was stunned when she told whoever was on the line that she was still dressing because her lover had just given her a good fucking. Looking at me she laughed and said goodbye to the phone call and hung up.

"You better get dressed and out in the yard before my friends arrive." she said tossing me my shorts and walking towards her wardrobe.

"I'll be going out with my SLUT friends." Val giggled."SLUTS stand for Summer Land Unique Tea Service and its a group of women from the estate who get together for morning or afternoon tea and maybe a movie." Val turned her back to me and motioned for me to zip her up.

I was in the yard when I heard her leave and once I'd finished I went inside to get a drink and to lock up. I'd never seen much of this house from the inside and it was larger than my house so I decided to have a look around. I wasn't going to take anything just a browse at how others on the estate lived. Having a wicked thought I went back to Val's bedroom and poked about in her dressing table. Tucked away at the back I found a vibrator and apart from some other sexy underwear there was nothing of interest here.

I wandered from room to room, they had a pool table in one room and a home theatre in another. The system was run from a computer which I thought was off but the screen popped up when I touched it. I began to scroll through the movies on file and it was a mixed collection. Then towards the end I came across a folder that had several unnamed files attched. I clicked one with the mouse and and a window asked if I wished to see this film. Tapping yes the lights dimmed and the movie was projected onto the wall at the front of the room. Staring at the screen I was seeing Val and Bev, another of my regulars, having sex on the pool table I'd passed on the way in.

I reached for the mouse and clicked on the next file and this was of another client, Maggie, getting fucked by an unknown guy. In quick succession I went through each film and they were all of women I deal with having sex in a variety of position with different men and women. I shut everything down and left wondering what I was in for.
   
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hat these married women thought I was worth checking out.

It had been a week since I'd last been to Val's and I was feeling a bit worried as Mr Tink dropped me off.

"I've got three jobs down on Valley today" he said "are you OK to get home by your self when you're finished here?"

"I'll be fine, just in and do the yard and the pool and I'll be gone by lunch." I told him.

"Just watch these women. The heat makes 'em act funny. So I'll see you tomorrow." he spoke as the truck drove off.

I was about to knock on the door when Mr Finch opened it as he was leaving for work. He pulled me aside and asked me to do him a favour.

"My boy, my wife is acting a little strange this week. I think there may be another man in her life." he said

My heart skipped a beat and then he said to me "keep an eye out for any men showing up while I'm away and there's an extra $20 for you when I get back in a few days time." he gave me a wink and a nudge and the walked to his car.

I went inside and closed the door behind me. I couldn't hear anything so I called out an hello. Val answered from upstairs calling me up. When I entered her bedroom she was dresssed in a towelling robe and looking out the window through a telescope.

Without turning from the telescope she said "You can see all the way to the security gate with this. Ah there he goes on his way to work and that secretary with the blonde hair and fake boobs"

"Well what did my husband say to you before he left?" she asked

"He thinks you have another man and he wants me to keep a look out for strangers coming to visit."

She laughed as she turned towards me. I could see her legs encased by black stockings disappearing under the robe.

"I know you are learning all this maintenence stuff with Mr Tink but I'd would like to be your teacher in another field. Are you interested?" she said as she smiled.

"What do you want to teach me?" I stammered.

"No need to be afraid, I'm going to teach you how to make love to a waomen." Val dropped the robe as she walked towards me revealing her tanned body. She was wearing a black satin bra the pushed her breasts together making them appear larger and firm. I also saw the stockings coming to the tops of her shapely thighs. In between she had on the black crotchless panties she had caught me with last week.

Val walked right up to me and placing her hand behind my head pulled my face to hers giving me a strong, long passionate kiss.

When Val released me she asked if she had been my first. I told her she was the one to take my virginity and with that she grabbed me and kissed me again and again. Her hands were rubbing my head and back and I responded by rubbing her back as well. My hands were working their way to her lace covered arse. We stopped for a breath and Val told me to undress. I quickly removed my shorts and t-shirt.

"Lesson one" she breathed in my ear "where to kiss a women."

Val turned her back to me and told me to kiss her neck and nibble her ears. I began doing as I was told while my arms wrapped around her waist holding her arse close to my cock so it sat erect in her crack. Val was humming and moaning from my kisses and her hands grasped mine and brought them to her breasts.

"Lesson two, how a women feels." she said softly as my hands massaged her breasts through the satin material of her bra.

She reached for the clip at the front of the bra and undoing it released her round but firm breasts. While I continued to kiss her neck I was also noticing how heavy and firm her breasts were. The nipples had gone from flat to stiff points of brown flesh topping these tanned mounds. Val turned and fed a nipple into my mouth and I latched on like a newborn sucking deeply and flicking the nipple with my tongue. Val was moaning louder and her hand briefly squeezed my cock before making its way to her pussy.

Putting one hand on my head she pushed me into a kneeling position in front of her crotch. Val put one leg up on the bed and pulled the panties aside giving me a close up look at her pussy. Her pubic hair was trimmed into a thin strip leading straight to the goal.

"Lesson three, eating a women." said Val her voice now deep and husky.

She thrust her pussy into my face grinding her lips against mine. I did what I'd seen in magazines and poked my tongue deep into her slit and licked the lenght from clit to arse hole. This was really firing her up and she then told me to put a finger in her hole. My finger slipped all the way into this warm, wet hole. I began to pump my finger as well as kissing, licking and biting her pussy.

"Give me another" she moaned and I obliged by pushing a second finger alongside the first. I was really pumping her now and my hand was slick with her juice. My tongue was working overtime liicking and flicking her clit.

"Stick one in my arse" she said and with one finger in her pussy I slid my other well greased finger up her butt.

Val was nearly jumping off the floor and looking up I could see her squeezing her breasts and licking her own nipples. I took my finger from her pussy and like I'd done before slid it into her arse hole along side the other. Her hand on my head continued to push my face deep into her pussy while my fingers fucked her arse.

Breaking away Val collapsed on the bed and screamed at me to fuck her. I climbed on top and lining my cock up with her hole slid gently forward. Once again I felt the electric tingle as my cock entered her pussy. Being as slick as it was my seven inches slipped right on in. Val raised her arse off the bed to force me deeper and I responded by pulling almost all the way out before slamming home.

Again and again and again I repeated this performance. My body was drenched in sweat and I had almost stopped breathing. The two of us were nearly bouncing off the bed as I continued to pound away the pent up feelings of a teenage boy. Val was now incoherent her ragged voice switched between moans and screams. I told her I could not hang on much longer and I was about to cum. Val told me not to shoot my load into her cunt. Being a dumb teenage boy I thought she didn't want to get pregnant so I slid my cock from her cunt and stood beside the bed. Val grabbed my cock tightly in one hand and from beside the bed she produced a wine glass. Val pumped my cock until I shot my load into the glass and continued to milk it of every last drop of cum.

Val used her finger to stir the white goo with some powder already in the glass and then upending the glass swallowed the whole mixture in one gulp.

"A wise old women told me that if I drink the cum of one who fucks me for their first time we will be lovers for ever." she said as she moved across the bed giving me room to lay beside her.

"So was your first lesson enough to bring you back." she spoke as her finger traced a circle around my lips.

Breathlessly I said I would like to continue and she rolled on top of me and gave me a deep tongue kiss.

We lay together for several minutes just kissing and feeling not speaking a word. Then the phone rang and Val rolled away to answer it. As she talked on the phone she picked up her bra and put it back on then took off the panties and got another pair from he draw. I just lay on the bed listening to her conversation and was stunned when she told whoever was on the line that she was still dressing because her lover had just given her a good fucking. Looking at me she laughed and said goodbye to the phone call and hung up.

"You better get dressed and out in the yard before my friends arrive." she said tossing me my shorts and walking towards her wardrobe.

"I'll be going out with my SLUT friends." Val giggled."SLUTS stand for Summer Land Unique Tea Service and its a group of women from the estate who get together for morning or afternoon tea and maybe a movie." Val turned her back to me and motioned for me to zip her up.

I was in the yard when I heard her leave and once I'd finished I went inside to get a drink and to lock up. I'd never seen much of this house from the inside and it was larger than my house so I decided to have a look around. I wasn't going to take anything just a browse at how others on the estate lived. Having a wicked thought I went back to Val's bedroom and poked about in her dressing table. Tucked away at the back I found a vibrator and apart from some other sexy underwear there was nothing of interest here.

I wandered from room to room, they had a pool table in one room and a home theatre in another. The system was run from a computer which I thought was off but the screen popped up when I touched it. I began to scroll through the movies on file and it was a mixed collection. Then towards the end I came across a folder that had several unnamed files attched. I clicked one with the mouse and and a window asked if I wished to see this film. Tapping yes the lights dimmed and the movie was projected onto the wall at the front of the room. Staring at the screen I was seeing Val and Bev, another of my regulars, having sex on the pool table I'd passed on the way in.

I reached for the mouse and clicked on the next file and this was of another client, Maggie, getting fucked by an unknown guy. In quick succession I went through each film and they were all of women I deal with having sex in a variety of position with different men and women. I shut everything down and left wondering what I was in for.
   
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My name is Barry and it’s my 30th birthday tomorrow and as I sit and reflect it seems to me as if all the things that shaped my life happened around my birth date especially the past 15 years. My mom and I share the same birthday, I was her 18th birthday present, and my Dad is twelve years older than Mom. He was a 70's rock star but as his career faded he became a music teacher which was how he met Mom.

Dad was always moaning about how getting married and having a child had spoiled all the things he planned to do. Two weeks after my 15th birthday Mom and I came home to find he had left to “discover” himself. The house was paid for and he'd left us enough money to get by for a while and occasionally sent money from places around the world. This was the catalyst for my decision to opt out of the high school, college, career then family trip and I decided that I needed enough money up front to enjoy my life at the pace I wanted.

I live in an enclosed estate and there are not many kids here. I joined up with Mr Tink, the estate handyman, and I started working the neighbourhood doing odd jobs. All the land around here belonged to Mr Tink when he was a a famer. He sold the land to housing developers but stayed on to do odd jobs having given  the money to his children and grand children. Most of the people who bought places here were middle management or IT specialists and while the husbands earnt good money they were away most of the time, commuting to the city, leaving the women home and alone.

I soon had a selection of regular jobs from ladies who kept me busy. Because I was a kid they felt safer than having some burly tradesman around and were a bit more open and friendly. Nothing of a direct sexual nature happened for several months but the women did dress up or down and flirt with me occasionally flashing some cleavage or arse and making suggestive comments or telling “rude “jokes. As a fifteen year old and not to wise in the ways of sexual relations I just grinned or laughed and sometimes went home and jacked off.

A few weeks short of my 16th birthday that changed. I was at Mrs Finch’s doing a full day of lawns, pool and car. Mr Finch travels a lot in his job and is often away for weeks at a time. I had noticed Mrs Finch, Val, dressing differently and generally watching me while I worked. All the work and fresh air had filled out my frame and browned my skin and as I regularly worked in shorts and T-shirts the women would check me out. When I arrived Val was wearing cargo shorts and a blouse. Later she had changed into short cut-off jeans that revealed long tanned legs and the blouse was now tied up under her boobs exposing her midriff. By the end of the day she was wearing an almost see through sun dress. My only access to sex was some magazines I’d found in a garage clear out so I had an idea of what things looked like and how they went together but I still hadn’t done it yet.

Val kept bringing me drinks, mostly orange juice, and by days end I was feeling a little worse for wear. I didn’t think it was the work or the sun so maybe Val spiked my drinks. I was sitting on the lounge waiting be paid and Mr Tink to come and collect me when Val came in to say she had to go to the bank to get some cash. I told her she could pay me later. Just then a beep sounded from the laundry and Val asked could I do one last job while she was gone and fold the underwear that was in the drier. I headed towards the laundry as Val left the house which is why I didn’t hear the car leave. I collected the underwear in the basket and as I passed through the kitchen I saw an open vodka bottle on the bench top.

It seemed a lot of underwear for a lady living by herself but maybe she just let it build up till she had a full load. I began by selecting matching socks and balling them up. Then I selected underwear by colour and folded it into various piles. I started to look at the different styles, materials and colours and thinking of how they looked on Val and it was then that I felt my dick begin to swell. I picked up a pair of briefs made from a sheer material and on the front panel was am image of a finger pointing down to where her clit would be. On the back were two hands that appeared to be gripping her arse. My dick was throbbing to my heart beat and was as stiff as I can remember it being. Then I pushed my hand into the pile and grabbed a pair at random hitting the jack pot. These were a black stretchy lace pair of crotch-less briefs. Before I’d just had an image of Val in my mind wearing the briefs and showing me her arse and how they shaped to her curves but these were different because you would only wear crotch-less briefs if you were having sex.

My mind drew up images from the magazines with Val’s face and these briefs. I closed my eyes and brought them up to my face. It was then that Val asked did I like ladies underwear. Surprised I dropped the briefs and stood up but they caught on my erection that was tenting my shorts. Val walked over and as she took the briefs off my shorts gave my dick a squeeze.

“I know what you charge for outside work but do you have a special rate for indoor work?” Val asked in a whisper in my ear.

She pushed me back onto the lounge and kneeling over me began to kiss me all over my face. Then she stood and pulling up the sundress revealed a pair of briefs with the words “Fuck here” written on the front. She grabbed my head and pushed it into her crotch humping it across my face. Unsure of what to do I just kissed her upper legs or panties or whatever was in front of my face. This seemed to please her as she kept repeating the word “yes” over and over.

Next she stopped and began removing her clothes and told me to get naked as well. Still not sure what was happening I undressed and as my dick sprang from my shorts Val gave a gasp and dropped to her knees and taking it in one hand slowly fed it into her mouth. Her tongue swirled around the head as inch by inch it disappeared down her throat. She took all seven inches and had her nose in my pubic hair. She let it slide from her lips and gripping it began to seriously work the head. My knees were getting weak from a combination of the work on my dick and the effect of the alcohol on my brain. Val stopped sucking my dick and placed a cushion on the floor telling me to lay over it.

I lay with the cushion under my arse which pushed my dick higher. Val stood over me and I could see her pussy as she squatted over my dick. She gripped my dick to keep it steady as she guided it to her cunt. My fuzzy brain began to think of two spacecraft docking and I still didn’t think this was happening to me. Then my dick made contact with her pussy lips and an electric tingle ran through my body. A little more movement and I was in and a feeling of warm dampness engulfed my dick.

Val, sank my dick in to the balls, leant forward to feed me one of her breasts. I hadn’t even noticed them but they were large and firm, the nipples round and brown and standing stiff. I sucked and bit at her breast as she moved her arse up and down on my cock. I locked my arms around her back pulling her tightly to me. Her movements were becoming faster as she rose up and slammed down on my dick. Val was nearly bouncing off the floor as she ground her clit against me with each downward slam. Her breathing was becoming ragged and she started yelling for me to fuck her and to fill her with cum. Finally the sensations became too much for me and arching my back off the cushion I shot my first ever load of cum deep into a woman’s cunt. Val cried in delight while I just made a deep grunting sound as another spurt left my dick. I felt a third and a forth spurt as my dick throbbed with a life of its own. At last Val collapsed on to me and we both lay on the floor my dick still in her cunt but losing its size.

We lay together for a few minutes just listening to each other breath. I don’t know how long it would have gone on or what may have happen next because Mr Tink tooted the horn to announce he was here to pick me up.

If you read it all please leave a message or a vote. I appreciate the feedback.

Thanks

two of them in a room maybe with–

 

“Steve!” I was snapped from my pleasant daydream and glanced up to see Carlos and Brandon walking towards me.

 

Carlos is Puerto Rican (although he looks at least half black), about 5’ 8” or 5’ 9”, with very short hair, kind of like a buzz cut, a goatee and a perpetual five o’clock shadow. He shaves before he goes to sleep at night so he has that day’s growth thing going for him. When I first met him, he was shooting for the Bob Marley look with long dreads, but he’s since cut it all off, going instead for a more professional appearance. He claims he doesn’t smoke, but he’s always got that half-lidded look of the constantly stoned. You know Jim Bruer of SNL fame (think Goat Boy) and the movie Half Baked? Like that, only Puerto Rican.

 

Brandon is a bit taller and, as I said before, Navajo. He’s got the tanned skin and dark hair that he keeps fairly short (although it’s always kind of messed up), with eyes so slanted that until he told me, I thought he was Japanese. He always looks as if he’s preoccupied. Like his mind is wondering off to other places. Not the most dependable of guys, but we liked him anyway.

 

I met Carlos through some other friends of mine, but we never hung out until we ended up sharing some classes in school. Brandon I met in class as well. All of us had graduated and were seeking fulfillment in the real world without much success at that point. Carlos and Brandon were now roommates.

 

“Hey! Right on time.” I said, “Have a seat.”

 

“So what’s up Steve,” Carlos asked. “You look nice. Are you sure we aren’t celebrating something?”

 

“I just wanted to get together and have a good time. Ready for some fun?”

 

“What did you have in mind?” Brandon asked.

 

I looked at him and Carlos, debating on how much to tell them. I didn’t want to lie to them, but I couldn’t really tell them what was going on either.

 

“Anything you want, you just say the word.”

 

“I want the Fanta girls.” Carlos exclaimed, him and Brandon sharing a laugh. “What are you smoking? Can I have some.”

 

He and Brandon shared a laugh while I just looked at them smiling.

 

“You doubt my powers?”

 

“Whatever,” Carlos said. “Are you drunk this early in the afternoon?” He sniffed my empty glass of lemonade. “No liquor in here, is there? Are we going to have to do an intervention on you?”

 

“No, I’m straight.” I sat and thought for a moment then decided. “I think I know a good way to start off. Come with me.” I got up and started walking out of the atrium, when I glanced back to see if they were following. They were just sitting there.

 

“Come on,” I insisted, and gestured them to stand up. They both slid out of the seat, giving me curious looks and followed me out into the main restaurant area.

 

The way Gameworks is set up, you can look down onto the arcade floor from the restaurant. It’s got a lot of open areas in the floor where you can stand and look down on all the people milling about. The object is probably to get you to see how much fun they’re having and go down and spend more money. I walked up to one of the railings and looked down, and Brandon and Carlos walked along either side of me and looked down also.

 

“You okay,” Carlos asked. “You’re acting kind of weird.”

 

I didn’t answer, instead I said, “See anything you like?”

 

“Like what?” Brandon asked, not getting my meaning.

 

“Girls, women, poon-tang.” I told him, nodding my head in the direction of all the people downstairs.

 

“Oh...well yeah, sure. There’s some good looking girls down there,” he said. “We saw this one girl coming in, she was wearing this really tight short skirt and this tiny little halter. She was fucking hot!”

 

“Oh yeah,” Carlos chimed in.

 

“Do you see her? Point her out to me, then go and introduce yourself,” I told him.

 

“No way, I need a few beers before I’ll do that. Shit, probably not even then. She was...wooo.”

 

“What about you Carlos? You see any girl down there you want?”

 

“Yeah, but I’m not going to go up and just talk to them.”

 

“Why?” I asked him.

 

“Because, man. I just...wouldn’t. Why don’t you go up to a girl and talk to her.”

 

“I did,” I said, thinking of Katie. “She’s out in the mall right now doing a bit of shopping, she’ll be back in awhile. Now it’s your turn.”

 

“I’m not going to walk up to some random girl and talk to her. What would I say?”

 

“It doesn’t matter. You can say anything you want. Tell her the short-cut in Photoshop to create a new layer, it won’t make a bit of difference. I’ll bet you money that if you pick a girl and go up to her, she’ll be yours for the night.” I looked across at him and then over at Brandon. “Same goes for you too Brandon. Any girl in here.

 

“Are you out of your damn mind?” Carlos said.

 

“Really,” Brandon replied. “If it were that easy I’d have brought that hot chick up here with me.”

 

“You’re right,” I agreed, ”it normally doesn’t work like that. But this time it will be different.” I paused for a moment. “This time, I’m going to give her to you.” I backed up from the railing so I could look at both of them at the same time. They turned around and gave me critical and somewhat concerned looks.

 

“You can’t give us a girl,” Carlos said, incredulously. “She’s...she’s not yours.”

 

“Think of it more like borrowing,” I told him. “I’m borrowing her for the night and loaning her to you. Try me. Pick a girl out from the restaurant, any girl it doesn’t matter. Point her out to me.”

 

“What?” Carlos shared a look with Brandon. I could tell they were thinking me unwell at that point. I was getting a little frustrated. I was tired of explaining.

 

“Just do it. Pick someone.”

 

“Okay Steve, calm down,” Carlos said. He looked around the restaurant and a girl caught his eye sitting in a table across the floor on the other side of the restaurant. “Her,” he said, pointing to a blonde girl hunched over the table flipping through a menu. “How about her? Happy now?”

 

I looked to where he pointed, giving her a quick once over. She was attractive from what I could tell. She’d work for this demonstration.

 

“She’ll do. Now watch.”

 

I stretched out my will and slipped it into her mind. There was no outward effect on me as I was doing this. As far as Carlos and Brandon were concerned, I was standing there staring at her. Her name was Ronee, she was 22 and here with her friend Ashley, who was currently in the restroom Funny, I thought girls always went to the restroom together.  

 

“Ronee.”

 

She brought her head up and looked around. She thought she heard someone say her name.

 

“Over here, babe. I’m the one in the middle”

 

She looked across the room and caught sight of me standing between Carlos and Brandon. Her mind was beginning to fill with confusion and the slightest tremor of fear. Both Carlos and Brandon saw her start looking around and then looking right at me.

 

“What the hell...?” Carlos said.

 

Ignoring his comments, I continued. I filled her mind with calming and happy feelings. A rub here, a nuzzle there. I could try and explain to you how I did that, manipulating person’s emotions and thoughts (and I’ve tried in the past) but I’ve found it’s like trying to explain color to someone who has never seen. How would you explain red to a blind person?

 

“Come over here Ronee, just for a minute.”

 

{O..Okay}

 

She got up and began to walk across the restaurant towards us. I kept a lid on any feelings of panic or fear that might crop up because someone was inside her mind talking to her. Most people aren’t used to that.

 

“Is she...is she coming over here?” Brandon looked from me to her and back at me again.

 

“Yep. Her name is Ronee.” I told him, still focusing on her.

 

“This is a joke, right? You planned this out.” There was a hint of desperation in Carlos’ voice.

 

“You picked her,” I said, matter-of-factly.

 

Ronee was walking across the walkway over the arcade, seconds from arriving. Her eyes were locked on mine. As she walked over, I took complete control of her body. If I asked her to throw herself off the walkway she would have done so without a second thought. Carlos and Brandon had both taken a step back from me, wide-eyed and apprehensive.

 

Ronee rounded the little corner and approached me, stopping a couple of feet away. She gave Carlos and Brandon a brief glance, then looked back at me.

 

“So..okay, I’m here. Do I know you?” She cocked her head and studied my face.

 

“No, you don’t babe. I just need to settle a bet with my two buddies here. Do you mind?”

 

“Will it take long, I’m here with a friend so...”

 

“Just few minutes, I promise.” I assured her.

 

“Okay then, what do you need.”

 

“Ronee, if I asked you to get on your knees right now, in front of Carlos,” I gestured to him, “And take out his dick and suck it, would you?”

 

“Sure. Do you want me to?” She began to walk towards Carlos, whose mouth had hit the floor.

 

“Not right now,” I told her. “Can Brandon feel your tits though?”

 

“Uh-huh.” She said with a smile and walked over to him, puffing out her chest. “Here ya go.”

 

Brandon looked from her to me to back at her chest, his eyes wide. “For real?”

 

“Sure, go ahead. She wants you to,” I said. “Carlos, jump in too. She doesn’t mind, do you Ronee?”

 

“Nope, go ahead.” She twisted a little bit, shaking her wares in Brandon’s face and flashing Carlos a little smile.

 

Brandon brought his hand up and ran it over her breast, his eyes like saucers. Getting no protest, he gave it a gentle squeeze. “Holy shit!” and he let out a laugh.   “Carlos man, you gotta feel this!”

 

I arched an eyebrow at Carlos, who had gone very still. He just shook his head at me then looked back at Brandon who was really starting to enjoy himself. He’d brought both hands up and had a breast in each one, massaging them and grinning like drunk circus clown.

 

“Suit yourself,” I told Carlos. “Anyway, I think that’s enough for now. Ronee, you can go back to your table.”

 

“Aww, it was just starting to get fun,” she pouted. Ronee backed away from Brandon who looked as if he just found out there was no Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny raped and killed his pet hamster.

 

“Thanks, babe. You did great. Off you go now.” I gave her a little swat on the butt as she walked away. She was a cutie.  

 

“Okay, thanks.” She smiled up at me and walked back to her table. By the time she sat back down she had forgotten the entire thing. I leaned back against the railing, crossing my arms, and gave both of them a big smile. “Believe me now?”

 

“What the fuck was that all about Stephen!” Carlos actually looked mad at me.

 

“Who cares, that was fucking awesome.” Brandon had an eager look in his eye. “Can...can I have her?.”

 

“Patience Brandon,” I told him, “There might be better ones here. Keep in mind, any woman you want. Explore a little first.”

 

He obviously had no qualms about anything. Carlos on the other hand...

 

“How can you give me any woman I want? How in hell can you do that?” Carlos demanded.

 

“I was kind of wondering that,” Brandon said timidly. He cast an anxious glance between Carlos and me.

 

So I went through the exhausting ordeal of telling them without actually telling them. Yes, I could control them, no, I can’t tell you how. Yes it’s for real, anything you want, etc. etc. It was getting very frustrating trying to explain this every time. I made a mental note not to bother anymore. Anyone I wanted to include would just get a tune up, friend or no.

 

“So,” I asked Carlos, “what’s it going to be?”

 

“I...well...I don’t know. This is just crazy. And is it right to just take women? Isn’t that rape?

 

“You can’t rape the willing.”

 

“How will they be willing if you’re controlling them?”

 

“I’ll give them gentle pushes in that direction,” I told him. “Think of it as the ultimate pick-up line. Guaranteed to work.”

 

“Yeah, but how? I just don’t get it.” Carlos said. “How...?”

 

“Carlos, if I could tell you, I would, but it’s forbidden. Just accept it. If you don’t want to take part, I’ll understand. But at least give it a try. Either way you’ve got to decide.”

 

“Let me just watch for now. Brandon is going to die if you don’t give him a woman soon.”

 

He was right, Brandon was ready to jump out of his skin with excitement. Years of sexual frustration just screaming to be released.

 

“Yeah lets go, I’m ready now!” Brandon exclaimed.

 

“Alright, lets go for a walk,” I told them and turned to head downstairs. This was going to be a lot of fun, I could tell already. It was fun exploring my newfound abilities.

 

We got downstairs, Brandon and Carlos talking amongst themselves, checking girls out and rating them. Brandon would point someone out and ask what Carlos thought and discuss whether she was the one he wanted or if they should keep looking. I let my eye wonder also, but I had Katie out there, and I was content with her for tonight.

 

“Hey Steve, are there any rules, like no one with a boyfriend or anything like that?” Brandon asked.

 

“Um...no a boyfriend is fine, I can deal with that. Try to stay around your own age though, I’d rather not give you a thirteen year old or anything like that,” I told him.

 

“Oh, no problem,” Brandon assured me and continued to glance all over. He looked like he was trying to see every girl at once. Carlos was being helpful but still looked like he was having reservations. I think he was waiting to see what happened with Brandon before he made a decision. Can’t say I blamed him really.

 

“Hey! Steve, there she is, that’s the girl we saw coming in! I want her.” Brandon called out excitedly. He was drawing a few looks from some people around us.

 

“Brandon, I need you to calm down a little bit. No need to shout. Now which one are you talking about?” I followed his gaze and saw an absolute knockout standing in a group of people by the skee-ball machines.

 

Her back was to me, but her back was plenty enough to catch my eye. If I hadn’t promised her to Brandon, I might have taken her for myself. She was short, maybe 5’ 2”, and very petite. Long hair like strands of black silk shimmered luxuriously down her back, ending about where her red tank top stopped. Her skin had a golden hue and she didn't have much of an ass to speak of, but her legs were nice. On first glance, I was thinking Asian, sometimes you can just tell. It wouldn’t surprise me; Brandon always did have a thing for Asians. Yellow fever in the worst way.

 

“You’re right, she looks pretty hot. That’s the girl you want, then?” I asked.

 

“Yes! Her, I want her. So, can I go now?”

 

“Hang on a second, let me prepare things for you” I told him. She turned and with her friends, started walking towards the back of the arcade. Yep, Asian. She was in a group of 3 other people, 2 girls and a guy. They were inconsequential. Ignoring them and focusing on this Asian beauty, I worked my magic.

 

I dove into her consciousness and explored a bit. Angela was her name. She was 18 and a senior in high school. She was a little bit freaky in the sex department. She hadn’t fucked many guys (three if you don’t count the occasional blow-job or hand-job at the end of a date) but she’d been with one other girl and made out with two others, one of her friends with her today as it happens. What’s this? 18 and already into bondage? It seems our precious Angela had a burning desire to be tied up and was even toying with the idea of a little pain mixed with her pleasure. She’d been eyeing some nipple clamps and some paddles on some online sex shop recently.   She was quite the sexual creature. Personally, I think she was miles out of Brandon’s league, but a promise was a promise.

 

“Angela, someone named Brandon is going to come up and introduce himself, and he’s going to be the most attractive man you’ve ever seen. You’re only concerns will be to please him.”

 

All of this took less then a minute. I lost sight of her as she turned a corner and walked to the back room.   “Alright Brandon, you’re all set. All you have to do is go up to her and introduce yourself.” I grinned at him. “Brace yourself though, she may be more then you can handle.”

 

“So I just walk up to her?”

 

“Just say ‘Hi, I’m Brandon’ and she’ll be yours,” I assured him.

 

“Okay...here I go.” And off he went. Carlos and I trailed behind to watch the action. Carlos hadn’t said a whole lot since we were upstairs, but I knew the curiosity was killing him.

 

Brandon was approaching Angela off in the back corner near some Silent Scope video games. Carlos and I hung out by a driving game near the entrance to this section, just watching. I could hear every word that was being said by their little group, even despite the noise of the place, but I figured Carlos couldn’t hear a thing. I wanted him to be able to hear as well, to ease his fears some.

 

“Here Carlos, listen.” And I grabbed his arm. I was working on instinct on this one. I just thought about wanting to accomplish something and I seemed to know how to do it. Carlos could suddenly hear everything I could hear, which was a lot. I had gotten used to tuning out all the crap that wasn’t important, but Carlos had no idea how to filter it out. He made a face of pain as his ears were assaulted with all the noise. I toned it down some to let him get used to it and then focused my attention on the goings on of Brandon and his new love interest.

 

“Holy shit...do you hear this all the time?” Carlos’s eyes were wide with wonder.

 

“Shhh. Listen.”

 

“....mom is such a bitch!   She told me that–   Eww, .Angela, I think this guy is coming over here to talk to you. God, could he stare any harder?”

 

Angela looked around, as well as the rest of her friends, all of them eying Brandon as he approached.

 

“Oh great.” Angela groaned. She turned to face Brandon, who was oblivious to their scornful stares. He only had eyes for his Asian goddess. All of them were waiting in quiet anticipation to see how Angela would shoot him down.

 

Under other circumstances, it would have been painful to watch. Getting turned down is embarrassing enough, but getting humiliated is just that: Humiliating. You could see from her stance that she didn’t even intend to be nice about it. Her face was set with a frown and her arms were crossed in a defensive posture.   A bitch if ever there was one. Still, I knew what would happen, and I knew that as soon as she heard his name, she’s be much more receptive.

 

Brandon approached her.

 

“Uhh...hi. What’s your name?” he stammered out. Idiot! He wasn’t following instructions.

 

“Like I’m gonna fucking tell you. What are you even doing here? Do I look like I would ever even talk to you? Seriously, look at me, and then look at you. Are you blind or just retarded?” She scowled at him and waited for him to respond. Daring him even. Her friends snickered in the background.

 

“God damn,” Carlos said wincing. “That was harsh. I thought you said she would do whatever he wanted.”

 

“She will,” I said, angrily. “He’s not doing what I told him too. He was supposed to introduce himself.”

 

Meanwhile, Brandon had visibly recoiled at the fierceness of her verbal assault. He looked back at me nervously.

 

“Tell her your name, Brandon. Say “My name is Brandon”“

 

He jerked slightly at hearing my voice in his head, but turned around and, taking a deep breath, he tried again.

 

“My..uh..My name is Brandon.”

 

The effect was instant. Her entire body softened up and her eyes sort of glazed over with lust. She dropped her arms and took a step towards Brandon, who stepped back a bit, thinking she was going to smack him.

 

“Hi Brandon.” She smiled warmly. “My name is Angela, it’s nice to meet you. I’m sorry if I was a bitch, but I get a lot of guys that try to hit on me and sometimes I have to be tough with them. Will you forgive me?” She pouted and hugged herself to Brandon’s body, running one hand over his back and another over his chest.

 

“Uh..yeah, sure. No problem.”

 

“Goody,” she squealed. “Brandon...do you want to get out of here?”

 

“Angela, what are you doing!” Her friend yelled. “He’s nasty, what’s wrong with you.”

 

Angela cast an evil look back at her. “Shut up, skank. Why don’t you take your bulimic ass and get a milk shake or something?”

 

Her friend’s mouth dropped in shock.” What?” Her mouth dropped. “What the hell?”

 

“Just leave us alone,” she spat back.

 

“Ugh! Lets get out of here.” She began to walk away, but the two friends were standing there silently, not sure who to side with. “.Are you forgetting we all came in my car? “Hello!? Unless you want to fucking walk home, you better come with me.”

 

“Sorry Angela, Jessica’s our ride.” Chris muttered. Beth made small noise of agreement.

 

“Whatever, I don’t care.” Angela said, venomously. “I don’t need a ride in that ho-bags car.”

 

“God, you’re such a bitch!” Jessica screamed. “Good luck with your new boyfriend.” She stalked off, Beth and Chris following slowly behind.

 

“Finally,” Angela gushed. “So, you want to go back to your place? My parents are home, so we can’t go there.”

 

Damn, she was really taking charge.

 

“Uh...I...” But that’s all he got out. I think he was too shocked to speak.

 

“We can’t leave yet, see if she’s hungry or something, go upstairs and get something to eat. Put it on my tab. Or play some games, but Carlos still needs a woman, and I’m waiting for someone.”

 

He looked at me and nodded. “Umm..I can’t leave right now, but are you hungry? We can get some food or something.”

 

“Sure, whatever you want Brandon. Let’s go.” She grabbed his arm and led him up the back steps to the restaurant, Brandon followed dumbly behind. Yeah, definitely too much woman for him. He looked down at Carlos and me with a huge grin and mouthed a ‘Hell Yeah’ to us and gave a thumbs up sign with his free hand as he rounded the corner and went out of sight. I released Carlos’ arm.

 

“So...what did you think?” I asked Carlos.

 

“That was...I mean...she really...damn.” I don’t think he knew what to think really. I can’t say I blamed him, he’d just witnessed and experienced something that was completely out of the norm. “I need to sit down for a minute.”

 

He took a seat on the steps that led up to the drivers seat of the video game and put his head in his hands. “All that noise I heard, is that what you’re hearing right now?” he glanced up at me.

 

“Sort of. I tune most of it out. It’s just like background noise to me. Like when an air conditioner kicks on: You hear it at first, but then it just sort of disappears and you only hear it if you focus on it. I can hear everything everyone is saying, every click and beep of every video game and everything in between. Unless I focus on a particular conversation or noise though, it’s no more intrusive then the air conditioner. It took some getting used to, but once you get it down, you do it without thinking about it.”

 

“Are you reading my mind?”

 

“No. Do you want me to?”

 

“Hell no, stay out of my head man. Could I keep you out?”

 

“I...I don’t know. Maybe. I haven’t had anyone try and resist me yet. Nine times out of ten, the person isn’t even aware of what I’m doing.   Angela has no clue why she’s suddenly so hot for Brandon, and she doesn’t care. The question will never even come up, she’ll be too intent on satisfying him.”

 

“How long will she be like that?” He asked. He had leaned back and was giving me questioning looks.

 

“Probably until I tell her to stop.” I said. “I don’t want to make her his slave, just a quick night of fun. Trust me, she is far from innocent. If you knew the crap that goes in her head, you would be more worried about what she might do to Brandon then the other way around. He’ll be smiling for a week straight after tonight.” Then, thinking of her bondage tendencies I added, “Probably walking funny too.”

 

“So,” I said, “what’s it going to be? Going home and watching The Jamie Kennedy Experience reruns, or getting laid?

 

“You swear no one will get hurt and it won’t be rape?”

 

“I swear. I’m not getting you a girlfriend, I’m just getting you some pussy.”

 

“Alright then.” He took a deep breath. “I want her.”

 

Damn that was quick. He’d apparently already picked her out while Brandon had been looking around. And to think I doubted him. He pointed over to the air hockey tables, where there was a black girl leaned over playing air hockey with a rather imposing looking black guy. I looked her up and down and she wasn’t bad as far as black girls go. I’m not normally attracted to them. Just not my thing. Carlos liked them though.

 

She was kind of tall for a girl, a little taller than Carlos, with large tits. You couldn’t help but notice them because she was wearing a tight shirt with a low neckline. Her hair was done up very nicely with braids that were pulled back in a ponytail and swayed with her movements. Her skin wasn’t really dark, more a mocha color I guess. Her face was smooth and she had a big smile. Not bad at all.

 

“Nice,” I told him. “I guess you don’t mind that that guy is her boyfriend. Her very large boyfriend.”

 

“You said that wouldn’t be a problem.”

 

“Oh it’s not, just wanted to make sure you were okay with it.”

 

“Fuck him,” was all he said.

 

“Yeah, fuck him.” I replied with a small laugh. “Your wish is my command.”

 

“Darrell, go home.”

 

And just like that Darrell dropped his air hockey thing, turned and walked out the door, leaving the girl, Tasha, standing there in confused silence.

 

“You’re better off without him Tasha. Come over here and say hi.”

 

She abandoned the game and walked over to us, a puzzled expression on her face. I gave her pretty much the same commands I had given Angela. Her face lit up with a wide grin at seeing Carlos.

 

“Hey, baby,” She said softly.

 

“Tasha, Carlos; Carlos, Tasha. Carlos, Tasha likes to be kissed on her shoulders and down her back. Also she goes wild for foot massages and...bring some whipped cream.”

 

“How do you know that?” Tasha said, with surprise. I just grinned at her.

 

“Carlos, I’m sure you’ll have a fabulous time filling her in on all you’re little quirks and desires. I think you’ll find her a most willing partner.”

 

“I can’t believe this,” Carlos exclaimed.

 

“Believe it man, it doesn’t get more real. Now, as soon as my date gets back, we’ll get out of here and let the fun continue. Go upstairs and find Brandon, I’ll be along as soon as Katie shows up. Have some food if you’re hungry.”

 

“Okay,” Carlos said. “You hungry Tasha?”

 

“Sure, I could eat. Will we be leaving soon because I want to get you alone.” She hugged him tight to herself, grabbing his ass with both hands and nibbling on his neck.

 

“Whoa!” Carlos laughed. Am I good or what.

 

He headed off upstairs and I wondered around waiting for Katie. Thankfully I didn’t have to wait long, because I was getting impatient. I had been keeping an eye on the mall entrance so I could see her when she came in, and see her I did. She looked fabulous. She had ditched the pants for a black skirt that billowed enticingly around her thighs. It was cut so that it didn’t really come to rest against her skin, but sort of hovered over it. If she were to turn suddenly or bend over, you’d get a great view of her upper thighs and maybe a flash of her ass. It seemed designed for letting guys run their hands up girls legs. No complaints here.

 

That was just the first thing I noticed, she had fantastic legs. They weren’t as well muscled as Kristel’s were. Katie was curvier, where as Kristel was a little more trim but with curves in all the good places. I don’t care for really skinny girls, a man needs a little something to grab on too.

 

The blouse she chose was a simple one. A red shimmering silk deal with black buttons that accented her hair nicely. The hair itself she had pulled back into a ponytail and gave me a wonderful view of her neck. Yum. Even after all this time I still get that tingly feeling when I think about her. I wasn’t the only one who noticed, several guys were checking her out.

 

She didn’t see me standing there, she was headed up stairs. She smiled and waved at a couple of her coworkers, who were eyeing her curiously and began to step lightly up the steps.

 

“Down here sweetness”

 

The shock of my voice in her head made her stumble and she had to grab the railing with both hands to steady herself. Once she was back on her feet she turned to look down at the crowd of people searching for me.

 

“Hello” And I waved to get her attention. When she saw me she broke into a big smile and bounded down the few steps to the ground and sauntered towards me.

 

“You scared me.” She looked up sweetly at me. That heavy lavender sent washed over me again. It made me want to curl into her body and lie there forever.

 

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to. You look amazing. Really, I mean...wow!” I gave her a long look up and down while she stood there blushing at my attention.

 

“Do you like it?” She made a little twirl. “I hope I didn’t take to long, but I wanted to look nice.”

 

“I like it very much.” I placed my hand on her neck and pulled her to me firmly tilting her head up. Her eyes widened in anticipation and she licked her lips quickly as I brought my face down to hers to kiss her. She came up on her tip toes a little and leaned into me as I sucked her tongue gently into my mouth, my other hand going around her waist. As first kisses go, it was a good one.

 

After holding it just long enough to garner some stares from the people around us. I pulled my head back and Katie came down off her toes and rested her body against mine. Her eyes were still closed and she gave her lips a slow caress with her tongue as she inhaled deeply. Her eyelids fluttered open like she’d been sleeping and when she met my gaze her pupils were large with arousal.

 

“Was that more magic?”

 

I chuckled. “Nope, that was just me.”

 

“Wow,” She took a deep breath. “Jason never kisses me like that. His are always kind of sloppy and, like...I dunno, like he’s trying to lick my teeth or something. Not like that.”

 

“Well I do what I can,” I said, and I leaned in to give her another kiss, this one less passionate, but no less warm.

 

After we were done, she took a step back, smiled big and said, “I’ve got something for you.” She held up a little read bag that said Saks Fifth Avenue on the front.

 

“Oh, and what’s in here?”

 

“Take a look.”

 

I took the bag from her and when I opened it, I caught that satiny smell of sex as it came floating from within. I looked in and saw two pairs of panties. One, a pink pair with little flowers on it, crumpled a little, with a fading damp spot still visible on the crotch. The other, a black, finely knit lace pair with several shear parts that looked like it came from the Victoria’s Secret Fuck Me page. The kind that aren’t meant to be worn, but removed. The tag was still on it.

 

“So if you’re not wearing these...?” I gave her an inquiring glance.

 

“I have to go upstairs and get my purse,” she said with a wicked smile. She turned with her hands clasped behind her back and took off up the stairs, casting a flirting glance back at me. I think I had underestimated my precious Katie. My cock gave a lurch.

 

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I went into the atrium to find Carlos and Brandon while I waited for Katie. They were sitting in the booth with their new friends finishing off a big order of nachos and groping each other. Angela was actually straddling Brandon’s lap while she fed him chips. While he would chew, she let her hands roam over his body, sometimes dipping down to where they were joined, making Brandon jump and laugh.

 

Carlos was sitting on the outer edge of the booth, Tasha on the inside leaning against the wall. She had her legs over his lap and was sipping on a drink while Carlos ran his hands over her exposed flesh. It was almost like he was daring himself to go higher up her thighs with each pass. Everyone was smiling big and having a good time.

 

Brandon caught site of me. “Steve! Man! You are my god. This is awesome. This is the best day of my life.” Angela didn’t seem to care about me, she put her arms around Brandon’s shoulders and started kissing his neck and his ear. Her hips were grinding slightly and suddenly Brandon forgot about me too and started kissing her back.

 

“I don’t know how   you did it, and you know what, I don’t care.” Carlos said, his hands never stopping and a Cheshire cat smile on his face.

 

“I’m glad you guys are having fun. You ready for your next surprise?”

 

“If it’s anything like this one, bring it on,” Brandon said, looking up from Angela. She too had turned to look at me. “Who is this,” she asked Brandon. I think she was mad that I was interrupting.

 

“This is my friend Steve. He’s the one that gave you to–”

 

“No!, Don’t tell her!” I was beginning to think I might not be able to trust Brandon with this kind of information. He stuttered and tried to make a recovery.

 

“I mean, uh, he’s the one who, uh–”

 

“Whose paying for the food,” I interjected.

 

“Oh,” said Angela. “Thanks then.” And she turned her attention back to Brandon.

 

“So Steve, what’s the next surprise.” Carlos asked.

 

I reached into my pocket and dug out the deliveries that David had brought to me. “This, and this,” In my hand I held two sets of keys, the black and red leather key rings emblazoned with a Toyota logo. Both of their eyes had gone wide. “Carlos, do you like red, or black,” I asked him.

 

“No way...”

 

“Come, come,” I jingled the keys. “Time is of the essence, and I don’t think the manager can shrug off the complaints he’s getting about what’s going on in here much longer.” Even the girls had started to pay attention to me. “So will it be red, or black?”

 

“Uh...uh...red. No! Black, I want black.” Carlos exclaimed.

 

“Brandon, that means this one’s for you.” And I tossed him the red key chain while tossing Carlos the black one. “And if you take these tickets to the valet, he’ll bring it up for you.” I set the corresponding tickets down on the table.

 

“Are you serious,” Brandon asked, eyeing the key chain with amazement. “We get cars? What kind?”

 

“Two Toyota Celicas. It’s got an excellent system, rims, the whole nine yards. It was a rush job, but I’m sure they look good.”

 

“Oh my god!” Brandon said.

 

“He got you a new car, baby?” Tasha asked Carlos.

 

“Looks that way.” he told her.

 

“Kick ass,” Angela said, looking at the keys in Brandon’s hand.

 

“But wait, there’s more,” I told them.

 

“Christ Steve,” said Carlos, “this is too much already. I mean damn, a car?”

 

“Just one more thing,” I assured him. I dug out my wallet and pulled out two credit card sized pieces of plastic and set them each down, one in front of each of them. Brandon picked it up and read what it said. “Phoenix Hilton, Spa and Resort Room 1208.”

 

“Room 1205,” Carlos read off. “Damn...”

 

Katie walked in just then. She came up behind me, putting her hand on my back and then wrapping it around my waist. “Back!” she said. “Are these your friends?”

 

“Yep. Guys this is Katie. Katie, this is Carlos and Brandon, and their dates.” They both eyed her approvingly and gave me a knowing look.

 

“Hi,” said Katie, giving them a little wave.

 

“Hey,” they both said. The girls ignored her.

 

Katie pulled me closer leaning her head up to my neck, “Are we leaving now?”

 

“What do you think guys? Ready to leave now? The Hilton awaits.”

 

“Hell yeah, lets get out of here. Ready to go Tasha?” Carlos asked her.

 

“Mmmm, about time.” she said.

 

“Bran-” I started, but Angela had already pulled him from the booth and was dragging him out the door.

 

“Come on Brandon, I want to see your new ride.”

 

“See you guys at the hotel.” Brandon called back, and he was gone. Carlos wasn’t far behind, but he wasn’t being dragged. I gave them a silent command for no sex while the car was in motion, I didn’t want them dying on the way. I wasn’t so much worried about Carlos, but I had a suspicion that Angela wouldn’t wait to get downtown before she tore into Brandon. That girl was an animal.

 

“You ready to get out of here, Katie?”

 

“Are we going to the Hilton too?” She blushed.

 

“The Presidential Suite. Nothing but the best.” I told her. She gave a little squeal of delight and grabbed my hand and started to pull me along as well.

 

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The majority of you will never see the presidential suite of anything, and for that I am truly sorry. Depending on the locale, it can be like stepping into a fantasy land. The quality of everything is top notch. Only the ‘creme de la crème’, all the way down to the toilet paper. I’ve never checked but it feels like there are strands of silk intertwined and blended with the tissue. Fucking amazing.

 

I pushed the double doors open with a grand gesture and Katie ran in, practically overflowing with excitement. She ran around looking at everything, calling out “Oh my god!” and “look at this!” for about fifteen minutes..

 

The suite at the Hilton occupies one whole wing of the top floor. The living area is so big it’s more like a ballroom with couches and lounge chairs. There were four bedrooms, all of them bigger then my whole apartment, and you could have fit my childhood home in the master bedroom, with ample room to spare. Polished silver and gold adorned all the fixtures. The bar, the bar glasses, a lot of the tables were inlaid with precious metals, even the flushers on the toilets are gold.

 

I let Katie have her run of the place and explore for a bit. I had checked the rooms out earlier in the day so I was already acquainted with everything. I walked over to the bar and poured myself a drink of some kind of brandy. I don’t remember what it was, but I know it was the smoothest alcohol I had ever tasted and it hit me quick. Good stuff. I was buzzing pleasantly when I tracked Katie down in the bathroom.

 

She was staring goggle-eyed at the bathtub. It’s a bathtub in only the loosest sense of the word, it’s the size of a small backyard pool. Made of black marble and veined with gold, it’s equipped with gleaming faucets at both ends, bench seats all around as well as Jacuzzi jets spaced along the floor and walls.

 

“Want to try it out?” I asked her, sipping my brandy.

 

“Oh my God! Yeah! But, out you go, you can’t come in yet. She ran up to me and spun me around and pushed me playfully but firmly out bathroom door. “Wait till I’m ready.” She stopped at the door and started to close it.

 

“You’re getting shy now?” I asked her, laughing. I’d play along.

 

“Just wait,” she said. “It will only take a few minutes. Oh, and can I have a drink of something?”

 

“I don’t know, I could get in trouble for contributing to the delinquency of a minor,” I told her somberly.

 

She gawked at me, “Are you serious?”

 

Laughing I said, “No, just kidding babe. Did you have anything in particular?”

 

“Um...Miller Light? It’s the only thing I’ve ever drank.”

 

I made a face. “Beer is piss water, I’ll get you something better.”

 

“Okay! Give me ten minutes.” She closed the door and a few seconds later I heard one faucet, then the other start running. I could have easily peeked, but I was enjoying the game too.

 

I went over to the bar and started to prepare her a strawberry daiquiri. As I was blending it up, I decided to take a quick peek to see how Carlos and Brandon were doing. I’d been in their rooms earlier to check them out, so I didn’t have to guess at where they were. First up was Carlos.

 

He’d moved his way into the bedroom of the suite with Tasha spread naked on the bed in front of him, propped up on some pillows and smiling lustily down at him. He was sitting in his boxer shorts, cross-legged, and rubbing oil into her feet one at a time. Seems he was taking my advice to heart. Tasha would moan every few minutes and writhe a bit on the bed, alternately pinching her nipples and stroking her pussy which was already glistening. I have to admire Carlos, I don’t think I could have been that patient. He looked cool and confident, like he was in total control of the situation. He was doing fine. I left him and went to check on Brandon.

 

Talk about a different moods. Where as Carlos and Tasha were going slow and taking their time, Brandon and Angela were rushing into it like a pair of charging bulls. They had taken some of the belts off of the robes and Brandon had her tied to the posts of the bed, face down and spread eagle. No doubt at her urging. Her arms were tied at the head of the bed and her feet at the other end. Her ass was pink with hand prints and she was moaning out for him to hit her harder.

 

Brandon was naked, with a hard-on that looked like you could bend steel around it, and looked to be in a state of shock. I don’t think this was what he had in mind. Not that he wasn’t willing, but regular sex was a big deal for him and this was freaky advanced sex. I took a quick sample of his thoughts and saw that he had no idea what he was doing. He was doing what she told him and she wasn’t enjoying it near as much. I gave him a few suggestions on how to proceed, and tweaked him a bit to put him in more of a dominating mood. The effect was instant. His entire posture changed.

 

“You like that bitch?” SMACK!

 

“Oh god, yes! Harder please.”

 

“Master! Call me Master!” he demanded

 

I saw her shudder with a little mini-orgasm. This is exactly what she wanted. I told you; a freaky bitch. “Master! Harder Master!”

 

‘Damn right.” SMACK!

 

“You go Brandon, smack that ass,” I laughed to myself.

 

Katie’s call brought me back. “I’m reeeady!” her disembodied voice called from the other room. After watching that little display, so was I.

 

I poured her drink into a glass and walked into the bathroom. When I opened the door, steam came billowing out. I looked towards the tub and saw a mountain of bubbles. Several mountains in fact. Aroma therapy scents were pervading the room. It was so heavy it was almost hard to breathe. I figured most of that was my enhanced sense of smell and I eased the sensitivity down a bit. Better.

 

Towards one end of the tub, I saw a dark red patch of curling hair, still back in a ponytail and dampened with moisture. She pushed a few piles of soap out of the way and stared up at me, all innocence and unrealized sexuality. I walked over to her and handed down the drink.

 

She took a sip and smiled, liking the taste. “What is it?”

 

“A strawberry daiquiri. Not too strong, but it should do the trick.”

 

“Are you coming in or am I going to sit here and get all pruny by myself?”

 

I kicked off my shoes and began to slowly undress. She looked up at me the whole time, eyes wide and smiling. Her thoughts were running wild with excitement, sex and nervous anticipation. To her this was like a dream. One of those Prince Charming fairy tale stories. Average girl meets a charming guy who just happens to be a Prince or fabulously wealthy and makes all her dreams come true. In a sense she was star struck.

 

What was nice about this, was that I had done very little to manipulate her. I had gotten her almost entirely on my own. Maybe it was my new-found confidence that did it, I don’t know, but I hadn’t instructed her to sleep with me. I gave her the instructions not to be freaked out that I was doing “magic” on her, I eased her inhibitions a tad, and the little trick with her hand, but beyond that, she had come on her own. This made me feel less like I was taking advantage of her. I wished it had been this easy with Kristel, but that was going to turn out nicely in the long run. Hopefully.

 

Naked now, I walked over to the tub and stepped down. I saw Katie glance several times at my half-hard dick and blush and look away, only to be drawn back. I smiled inwardly. The water was hot, but not so hot I couldn’t stand it. It was at that temperature where it burns when you get in initially, but then the heat soaks into your muscles and the burning becomes pleasant. The marble also did a wonderful job of radiating the heat to the parts of the body in contact with it. I’d never felt anything like it. I eased down all the way to my neck a few feet away from Katie, pushing bubbles out of my face, and sighed the deep sigh of the totally content. Well, almost content.

 

“Come here,” I told her, softly.

 

She set her drink down and scooted along the bench until she was next to me, gazing at me with a dazed look in her eyes. I sat up and turned to face her. I put my hands on her shoulders and turned her slightly and started to massage her gently. Godly powers or no, I always gave a great massage. Katie let out a long moan of pleasure and her head rolled forward. Her hands roamed around behind    her and started running them up my bare thigh, stopping just short of where my dick was raging to life. Her hesitancy only made me want her more.

 

I picked up one of the large sponges that were spaced around the tub and soaked it. I ran it over the smooth skin of her back and heard her sigh out. I slipped the sponge under the water and worked it down her side and to her stomach, rubbing in little circles and then up between her breasts. She leaned into me and let me have my way. I went down over her left breast, going slow over her nipple and loving the feeling of her shudder against me as the sponge tickled and teased her. I leaned down and kissed her earlobe and at the same time took her wandering hand in mind and placed it at my cock. After the barest hint of hesitation, she wrapped her hand around it and began to stroke it slowly. Such tiny hands she had.

 

I moaned my approval softly in her ear and began to move the sponge downward between her thighs, which she parted for me eagerly. Her breathing was coming very deep and she was resting her entire body against mine. I began to move the sponge gently over her mound and felt her arch her hips slightly at the feeling, her hand gripping my shaft a little harder. She squeaked out a noise of excitement and I moved my other hand back to her chest and let it roam over the yielding flesh of her tits and up her neck, gripping it firmly before sliding it back down in the water. We hadn’t said a word.

 

I moved the sponge away from her pussy and felt her disapproval, but slid it over the delicate flesh of her thighs and brought it back. She was ready for me this time and clamped her legs closed, squeezing the sponge into her pussy and began to move her hips. She was fucking herself with a sponge. I held my hand firm, letting her grind her pussy on the textured surface and pinched her nipple in my other hand. She’d stopped stroking my dick, simply holding on to it for the time being as she took her pleasure. Her breathing quickened and she began to moan loudly.

 

“Ooo yeah,” she squeaked. “Uh huh, uh huh.”

 

I bit her ear and gave her nipple a tug and pressed the hand that held the sponge firmly into her aching pussy, content to let her have her way. This was almost more fun then actually fucking her. Almost. My dick was aching just as badly to for release, but I didn’t press the matter. Pleasure given now is pleasure doubly received later. Take note guys.

 

“Oh god! Uh! Uh! Right there....ohhhh my goddd!” She brought her hand down on mine and pressed hard as her body began to shiver and quake. Her hips bucked once, twice, a third time, kicking up small waves that splashed over the side as she gave a final cry before settling into me, breathing in ragged gasps. After a few moments, the both of us just laying there soaking up the heat, her hand began again it’s lazy caress of my dick.

 

“This has been one of the best days of my life,” She said softly.

 

“It’s not over yet, you know.”

 

“What if...what if I can’t please you?”

 

“Are you serious?” I asked her, unbelieving.

 

“It’s just that I’ve only had sex with one guy and only a few times. You’ve made me feel so good twice already, and I don’t really know what to do for you.” She turned and put her leg over my lap and rested her head on my shoulder. I rested my chin on the top of her head.

 

I took a quick read of her thoughts and saw she was actually thinking several things but because of her relative inexperience, she was frozen with indecision and doubt. She wasn’t sexually naive, just a little shy and unsure.

 

“I think you can think of several things to do, you just don’t know how to start,” I chided her.

 

“Well...yeah okay, but what should I do.”

 

“What do you feel like doing?”

 

She got quiet for a minute as she thought things over. Finally coming to a decision she turned and stood facing me. She rose like Venus from the ocean, all water, soap and glistening flesh. Bubbles clung hungrily to her body, so close I was jealous. Water ran in rivulets all over her creamy skin, splashing to the surface.. I saw a brownish-red bush, trimmed neatly, but still there, and her pussy puffy and engorged with it’s earlier adventures. I could only gape at her. It occurred to me that it was the first time I had seen her naked. God those tits were fabulous.

 

She stepped over my legs and leaned down placing her hands on my shoulders and straddled my hips, bringing herself down with aching slowness. Her waist submerged back into the water and seconds later I felt skin brush mine and the tickling of her pussy as it settled onto me. My dick was cradled between her ass cheeks. She felt it there and, grinning at me, flexed her ass, giving it a gentle squeeze.

 

I gave a small grunt of approval and she slid downwards, pressing my dick down and allowing it to slide between her ass cheeks and around the to the front. She gasped as the head of my cock moved over her pussy, going into her hole slightly and then coming back out as she continued her slide. A small moan as it rode over her clit before breaking free and flopping against my stomach. She moved her hips back to mine and began to grind herself up and down the length of my dick. I moved my hands to her waist and helped to guide her. Her nails dug into my shoulders and she leaned in to kiss me hard. I moaned into her mouth as she continued to rub herself against me.

 

Breaking the kiss she said, “How's this?”

 

“Uhh...wonderful.” I was losing my patience for foreplay though. I’m not infinitely patient. “But this would be better.” I gripped her hips and raising her slightly, I positioned her pussy over the head of my dick. She looked at me and bit her bottom lip as she felt my cock probing at her. “Put it in you,” I told her.

 

She took a hand and wrapped it around the base of my cock and, after giving her clit a little rub, she placed it at her opening and then plunged down rather hard causing us both to groan.

 

‘Oh god...” she cried softly.

 

“Yessss” I replied. I pulled her to me and started to kiss her shoulders, biting down on the soft flesh as I pumped myself into her. There is something very carnal and primitive about the occasional bite. I’m a big fan of it. Katie was so tight and, if possible, was hotter then the water we were soaking in. She didn’t have the muscle control that Kristel had, the way she made it feel like I was getting fucked twice by the same pussy, but this was still great just the same. She had her own virtues. Mostly her eagerness to prove herself up to the task. She was fucking with a vengeance.

 

“Katie, you are fantastic,” I breathed.

 

She took that as encouragement and kissed me hard, biting on my lower lip and pulling on it. It hurt, but this somehow only added to the heat of the moment. Can I pick ‘em or what.

 

“Oh god yeah!” she cried out, arching backwards. “Yes! Mmhmm.”

 

The water was splashing violently from our activities. Katie started to ride the waves, coming towards me with the waves and moving back when they receded. I thrust my hips up to meet her, supporting her back with one hand, the other around her ass, pulling her towards me, adding to the force of our movements.

 

She pulled in close to me, wrapping her arms around my head, shoving her tits in my face and started to fuck downwards on me. She was whimpering in pleasure, making little cries and gasping. I heard myself next to her and thought I must have sounded like some kind of rutting hog. She was so small and dainty and smooth, adorable even down to the noises she made while getting fucked. Then here I was big and hairy, grunting like a mad beast.  

 

“Stephen oh...I’m going to cum...uh! Don’t stop!” She squealed again, this one rising in pitch. Watching her face contort with her orgasm began to send me over. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her hard down on my cock as she bucked with her orgasm. I pumped my dick into her with quick thrusts, gripping her tightly as she tried to thrash free and stay on my dick at the same time.

 

“Oh God!” I yelled out, as my cum geysered forth into her twitching body. “Ohhhh Katie yesss...damn.”

 

“Mmmmm,” she moaned luxuriantly, resting herself heavily against me. Around us the water slowly calmed, the level several inches lower then it had been. I’d worry about that later.

 

“What do you say we take this to the bed?” I asked her. “Seems an awful shame to waste it.”

 

She giggled. “Okay.”

 

We both got up and climbed out of the tub, taking longer then was needed to dry each other. I grabbed the large cotton towel off the rack and wrapped her body in it, sliding it over her tender skin. I pulled her hair out of the scrunchy and ran my fingers through it several times so it wouldn’t knot up too bad. Her head pulled back with my hands going through her hair and I took the opportunity to run a series of kisses over her neck, sucking and nibbling on her porcelain skin. Her hands came around me and I took the huge towel and wrapped us both in it, pulling it over us like a cape. It was easily big enough, the damn thing was nearly a quilt. Her body was warm and soft against mine, her lips sweet with the taste of her strawberry daiquiri. My cock began to grow hard between us, pressing into her belly.

 

She broke the kiss, “We aren’t in the bedroom yet,” she said, breathily.

 

“We better hurry up then,” I told her. I unwrapped her from my embrace and she moved reluctantly away into the cool air, her nipples hardening and flesh breaking out in goose bumps. “Quick now!” I gave her a swat on the butt.

 

She let out a little squeal and, laughing, ran bare ass into the master bedroom. I followed more slowly leaving the towel around my shoulders. I heard her bound onto the bed with a woop and start to giggle as she tore into the covers and burrowed herself down into the cool sheets. When I made it to the door, she was in the middle of the bed with stacks of pillows either side of her.

 

“Comfy?” I asked her.

 

“Yes, this bed is amazing! I don’t like it much by myself though. Hint, hint.”

 

I threw the towel to the floor and pulled the sheets aside and crawled in next to her. It was like reclining into a cloud. I scooted myself over to where she had positioned herself and pulled her into my arms. She came willingly, melding her body with mine and leaned in for a kiss. We kissed for a time, our tongues exploring each other, and soaking up the warmth. Our hands began to wonder and for I don’t know how long we lay there just groped one another. She moved her leg over mine and began to grind her pussy into my thigh, moaning.

 

I broke away from her and giving her a smile, I put my head under the covers and moved down to her waist, positioning myself between her legs. I sensed some apprehension from her and from under the covers I asked, “Is everything okay?”

 

“I’ve just never done this before. Jason says it’s dirty. But then he wants me to blow him, I guess that’s not dirty.”

 

“Oh,” I said. I kissed her belly, making her jump slightly. “Jason sounds like a selfish kind of guy.”

 

“No, not really, he’s nice I guess.”

 

“Hey, hand me one of those small pillows.”

 

It was shoved under the covers and I urged her hips up as I slid it into place and resumed kissing my way down her body. I replied, “Don’t worry, you’ll love it. I promise.”

 

“Well hurry up then.” She grabbed my head through the covers and shoved it the last few inches to her pussy. Feisty. She smelled so good I wanted to cum right there. I didn’t say anything else, I just put my tongue at the bottom of her slit and brought it slowly upwards, dragging it through the folds of her pussy. She gasped loudly and her hips bucked sharply at the contact.   I heard a muffled ‘oh my god’ from somewhere up above me.  

 

I suddenly realized I hadn’t eaten Kristel out in all the time I had spent with her. That was something I was going to have to rectify. I just had to taste her pussy. Even if she said she didn’t want to continue, I’d still do it, and just erase her memory of it later on. I couldn’t believe I didn’t do that at some point the day before. I love the sweet taste of pussy.

 

Focusing back on Katie and the task at hand, I spread her wide with my fingers and sucked her swollen lips into my mouth and played my tongue all across them, up and down. I moved up and circled her clit, but didn’t actually apply any pressure to it. Katie was keeping up a constant litany of groans and moans. bucking hard in my face whenever I got too near her engorged clit. After several minutes of my tease routine – yes, I have a routine. It takes some slight adjustment from girl to girl, but it tends to work in most cases, and no I won’t tell you. Trade secret. –   I figured she was about where I wanted her. I zeroed in on her clit and pressed my tongue flat against it, twitching it lightly. Her body exploded.

 

She cried out loudly as her body quivered and her hips arched up so hard I thought she might break my nose. Her hands pressed on my head hard through the covers, mashing my face into her thighs. I stayed where I was relying on her own movements to stimulate her clit. After several seconds of her tremors, she pushed my head away from her over stimulated pussy and lay silent. I watched her chest rise and fall, and I occupied the time by kissing her thighs and on the skin on top and around her pussy. I began to get a little too warm and pulled myself back up. When I lay back down beside her, she was sweating slightly, her cheeks were flushed and she had her eyes closed, her breathing just coming back to normal.

 

“How you doin?” I smiled at her.

 

Her eyes fluttered open and she gazed in wonder at me. “That was the most incredible thing I’ve ever felt.”

 

“Well...I don’t know if I’m all that good, but if you say so.”

 

“More then good, great!” She came up and kissed me, pulling my tongue into her mouth. Suddenly she remembered where I’d been and pulled away. She looked at me, unsure, and licked her lips, sampling the taste. I could see her mind working as she decided what she thought of tasting herself on my lips. She made a small ‘hmph’ kind of sound and said, “Not bad,” and came back and kissed me harder. This girl was hot! She pulled her body on top of mine, grinding her pussy into my pelvis.

 

Coming up for a breath, she said, “Now what?”

 

“Hmm...not sure. So many choices.” I brought my hands up to her tits and started to roll her nipples in my fingers. “What do you think of doggie style?”

 

“Ooo I’ve never done that before either. Lets do it.”

 

I slid her off of me and sat up, scooting to the edge of the bed. “Over here,” I told her and she crawled over slowly, giving me seductive looks. I stood and she turned around presenting her ass to me. The height of the bed was a little lower then was ideal, but I could live with it. Her ass, the marble peach I heard it referred to once, was a study in perfection. To my eye anyway.

 

I moved in close, letting my stiff cock slide against her pussy. I slid my hand over the skin of her back before placing on her hip and the other grabbed the base of my cock and slid it around her soaking pussy, getting it moist. She whimpered at the sensation, eager for me to begin. Something about having her in this position made me feel...I don’t know, kind of dominant. Powerful. Her tender flesh completely at my disposal. I placed the head of my dick just inside of her and put my hand back on her hip, gripping her securely.

 

Without warning, I pulled her back hard, shoving myself forward, burying my dick all the way into her steaming cunt. She cried out in a mixture of surprise, pleasure and a little bit of pain. The pain swiftly evaporated as I continued my assault on her pussy. I grunted in animalistic pleasure as she moaned beneath me.

 

“Fuck me Stephen! Ohh fuck!” she called out. She surrendered to me, laying her head down onto the bed. One hand came back and started to rub her clit, drawing another long groan out of her.

 

“Take my cock, Katie. Take it! God yes!” I picked up the pace, fucking her harder. This was somewhat out of character for me, I’m not usually so forceful. For some reason I just wanted to fuck her and fuck her hard. She wasn’t complaining. She was getting off on it.

 

“Oh god, I’m cumming! Yes!” Her back curved as I fucked her through another orgasm, our bodies slapping together obscenely. I reached out and grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her head back. Not too hard, I didn’t want to snap her neck, but just hard enough to express the feeling of dominance.

 

Her body trembled in my hands and I felt my balls start to tighten. I owned her. “I’m going to cum Katie. Shit! I’m cumming!” I pulled out of her quickly and flipped her tiny body over. She looked up at me dazed and a little confused at the sudden change. I grabbed my cock and started pumping it furiously, my cum blasting out and landing all across her belly and up on her tits. There wasn’t a lot of it, since I had cum earlier, but it was enough. When I opened my eyes and saw her dripping with my seed, it satisfied some kind of dark desire in me. Somehow it marked her as mine.

 

Katie sensed it too. I saw it in her eyes. She liked it, liked being dominated like that, liked being sprayed with cum and understood what it meant. She liked it but was afraid of it. I didn’t let up just yet.

 

“Clean off my dick.”

 

Katie looked up at me a little scared, but excited too. Forbidden excitement. She moved to the edge of the bed and got on her knees. Timidly, she took my dick in her hands and brought it to her mouth, testing it first with her tongue. I could tell by the way she handled it that she’d never given a guy a blow job. She had mentioned that Jason wanted her to, but didn’t say whether or not she did it. Now I knew the answer.

 

Blushing furiously, she took my cock as far as she could in her mouth. I didn’t expect her to take it all on the first try. I groaned loudly as I felt her tongue sliding over it and her mouth sucking it clean. She broke away and lifted up the shaft and ran her tongue up one side and down the other, then took it in her mouth again. I felt her try to push it in farther this time, but she didn’t get much down. Time enough for that later. I’d have Kristel show her how.

 

“Mmmmm...that’s good Katie. You can stop now. Don’t forget the stuff on your stomach though.”  

 

I watched as she ran her fingers over her body collecting my cum and sucking it down. She was silent through the whole thing and for a second I doubted my assessment of how much she enjoyed the domination. A quick read of her thoughts proved me wrong though. She loved it in ways she wasn’t prepared to talk about. I laid back on the bed and when she was done, she came and lay beside me. I pulled her close and brought the covers up over us and just held her, both of us satisfied for the time being.

 

“Now what?” she asked me quietly.

 

“Now,” I said, “I think it’s time for room service. I don’t know about you, but I’m starving. You want some food sweetie?”

 

“God yes!” she exclaimed. “I haven’t eaten since breakfast.” Then looking up at me she said, “Well, not food anyway.” And broke into a big smile.

 

I laughed. “Room service it is,” and grabbed the phone.

 

We fucked so many times that evening, that towards the end, my dick just didn’t want to cooperate anymore. She had called her parents at one point, telling them she was crashing at a friends place. During the conversation, I was slowly licking her pussy, watching her try to carry on the discussion of ‘who, what, where, when, why, and how with her mom with a level tone. I got a vicious slap for that, but it was worth it.

 

Sometime around midnight we fell asleep, all wrapped up in each other. Her hair was spread out like a crimson wave all over my chest, the scent of her cloaking me in softness and warmth. Even after all the sex and the sweat, I could still find hints of lavender in her skin. I breathed it in and my eyes slid closed. Then something strange happened.

 

“What are you doing here?” Katie looked up from a horse that had been galloping through a field of purple roses. The sky was a radiant turquoise and the leaves on the trees looked...painted.

 

“Where is here?” I asked her.

 

“This is my dream. Isn’t it? Or is this your dream? But you don’t fell like you belong here, so I think this is my dream. How’d you get here?”

 

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to. I think we’re still asleep in the hotel.” I looked around, still not totally understanding. I looked down at myself and...what in hell? I was dressed in a toga. How did that make any sense?

 

“Ooo the hotel. That was fun. I hope we do it again tomorrow. Still, I think you should go, it just feels wrong with you here. You’re spooking Shadow. Sorry Steve.” She looked down at me expectantly from the back of the horse, waiting politely for me to leave. The horse was prancing sideways, snorting it’s discomfort.

 

“No, that’s okay, I just have to figure out how to get out. I don’t know how I got in.”

 

I felt around with my mind, trying to get the lay of things. I felt...I felt a connection back with my body. It was tenuous, but the more I thought about it, the more solid it became. “I think...I think this is it.”

 

I got a mental grip on it and tugged and–

 

I was back in my own mind. I struggled to pull myself awake, I desperately wanted to think about this, but my body had other ideas. It was exhausted and pulled me down into unconsciousness. I slept.

 

 

 

‘In the realm of the Gods...”

 

Zeus sat in his throne coming down off the high that the mortals’ hours long sex romp had provided him. He was feeling very pleased and younger then he’d felt in a millennium. A presence intruded on his tranquility.

 

“What do you think you’re doing here, Hypnos.” Zeus growled out. “Hera send you on another mission to put me to sleep? Got some new plan brewing, have you?” He made a small motion with his hand, a slight beckoning gesture, and there was a cry as a body flew across the room and slammed into one of the mammoth marble pillars with enough force to crack it clean through. The body slumped to the floor and lay still for a handful of moments before coming back around.

 

Slowly, and with great pain, Hypnos got to his feet. “Please, my Lord. I come with no plot against you, but with dire tidings. Dire indeed, yes.”

 

“Really? It must be very important for you to risk coming to stand before me. You know you are not in my good graces at the moment. Speak, worm. What are these dire tidings.”

 

“He Dream Walks my Lord. I have felt him,” Hypnos rushed on. “He Walked into his companion’s dreams. It was a clumsy attempt, accidental, she noticed him immediately, but..but he did it my Lord. He is showing signs of a Transcendant.

 

The air in the temple room became deathly still. The sky overhead darkened impossibly fast and, lightening split the sky. Zeus’s eyes ignited with vengeful fury. He stood in a powerful motion uttering a cry of rage and made a sweeping gesture with his arm. Across the room Hypnos was picked up and thrown back into the wall, sending cracks shooting out in all directions and stone chips raining down to the floor. Like a marionette with its strings cut, Hypnos crumpled bonelessly to the ground.

 

“You lie! Filthy wretch, sent here on Hera’s bidding to deceive me.” He stalked menacingly towards Hypnos. Thunder rolled the heavens and Hypnos cried out in pain as Zeus rained another blast of pain down upon him.

 

“Please, my Lord, I speak the truth!” He struggled slowly to his knees. “This affects all of us. I would not lie. Hera knows, indeed she does, but she bade me to inform you. Please my Lord. It is the truth!”

 

Zeus’s rage cooled as he accepted the bitter reality of the situation. Hera would not lie about something like this. It would be just as dangerous to her if it were true as it was to him. She would have no advantage. How could this be?

 

“Does anyone else know?”

 

“None but Hera and myself my Lord. I cannot say what the other Pantheon’s may have knowledge of. How could I ask without arousing their suspicion? No, my Lord Zeus; That I know of, it is only the three of us.”

 

“See that it remains so. Summon Hermes to me, we have much to discuss. Now, you may leave.”

 

“Yes, my Lord. It will be as you command.” The God of sleep bowed low to the ground and disappeared in a rush. Zeus returned to his throne and sat down heavily, losing himself in thought. If this mortal was a Transcendant, if the bestowing of the gifts had awakened that in him, then... Oh, this was very bad indeed.