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young girl gets her girl

tiffanylancer07 on Forced Stories

We all have our secrets, if we didn’t we would all be the same. Some people have secrets that are small, like they cheated on their mid term, others have big secrets like that are stealing thousands from where they work a year. My secret falls in the middle, for the past few years I have been wanting to have sex with another girl. It started back in middle school when I was online late one night. I accidental went into the wrong chat room, there were girls saying that they were naked, or touching themselves, when I was asked if I wanted to see someone’s webcam, I knew I shouldn’t have, but I clicked accept, and there was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen completely naked with a dark purple dildo in her pussy. I watched as she began to go faster and faster. I tho

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ught I had heard my dad coming so I had to close it. Later that night I got my hairbrush with a long handle and used to the same way the girl from online did. It hurt really bad but felt good at the same time. The way it would go farther in each time, it would hurt, and then it would fell great.
I found myself waking up in the middle of the night so I could get online, I loved to watch girl finger themselves or read lesbian stories. I also found myself looking at the other girl in my locker room. We were only at 13 so we all had about the same body small lumps where our boobs were starting to grow, nice firm asses. I often dreamed about having my way with the girl in my class. But I lived in a small town; there are only 120 in my whole school. I tired to keep myself under control by fucking my hairbrush and downloading porn, but I know it won’t last.

I was in high school before I knew it, and that’s when I fell in love with Katie. She is so beautiful with long red hair down to her very tight ass, just barely a B cup, but they were so firm she didn’t need bra. I knew I had to have her, but I don’t know how I can do it. I can’t ask her because when she says no, the whole town will know about me before night fall. So I decide to think about it long and hard. One night at a football game I noticed she was normally the last to leave the locker rooms. I went in and heard her in the shower. I looked around the corner and she saw me. “Oh hey, I didn’t hear you come in Jaci.” I told her sorry grabbed something I didn’t really need from my locker and left. I didn’t see much, just her leg sticking around the shower stall. I figure that the locker room would be the place. She walked home from the school so no one was waiting for her.
The next football game I went into the locker room and hid inside my locker. I only weigh about 98 pounds and I’m 5’1 so I can fit inside my locker with some room to move around. I was able to watch the whole cheer squad strip and harm up. I got so wet I had to finger myself while the game was going on, it was just enough for me to wait for my chance.

When the game ended I was able to watch the cheer squad strip again, and leave all except Katie, I watched her go to the shower and start the water. She came back for her towel. I slowly unlatched my lockers door. I read online that if you hit someone in the back of the head just right they will be knocked out and you don’t need to hit them very hard. I slowly came around the corner into the shower area and followed her clothes to her stall, she was still getting everything ready with I saw a plastic bat next to the teachers door, I grabbed it, and kept coming closer to her. I was right behind her; she must have known someone was there because she started to turn.
I hit her in the back of the head before she could see me, and she went down fast. I couldn’t believe what I just did, as I looked at her laying naked on the wet locker room shower floor. I felt myself dripping down my leg. I slipped out of my jeans and knelt down beside her. I reached out and touched her side and see acted like she was going to wake up. I looked around and saw her panties near by; I grabbed them and shoved them in her mouth. I then went into her bag and found a clean pair of knee socks. I used one of them to cover her eyes, and the other to tie her hands. I stood there minutes watching her come in and out of being awake; I took some pictures on my phone of her laying there.

 When I noticed she was out again I rolled her over, and there they where, her bear breast, they were so cold from the wet floor, her tiny dime sized pink nipples were standing straight up. I leaned forward and took her left nipple in my mouth and started to suck on it. She moaned softly and arched her back a little. I nervously put my right hand on her bare pussy. She shaved but by the looks of it, she didn’t have much hair there anyways. I used my middle finger to tease her hole; going in little circles I felt her getting wetter every time my finger completed a circle. I finally worked a finger inside her. She moaned raised her head, and her eyes slowly opened under the tube sock, but she slowly lowered her head and closed her eyes again.

I began to finger her harder and faster, soon her body was moving with me. Her back was arching and she was actually slamming her body down on my fingers. I felt her body start to shake harder and harder, then her legs pushed her body weight onto her shoulders and then she fall back to the floor. She was breathing so hard I was thinking about using her phone to call 911 and leaving As I pulled her panties out of her mouth  she began to calm down after a few minutes. I moved my finger to her mouth and whispered in her ear to suck on it. I was surprised that she did. I got enough wetter and I watched her suck her own juices off my finger.

I stood up and lifted my shirt, and threw it to the side, as I unhooked my bra I felt my breast bounced when they fell out of my bra. I didn’t have really big boobs, only a 34 B, just one size bigger that Katie’s. I tossed my bra on top of my shirt, and dropped my socking wet panties to the floor and stepped out of them. I slowly went to the locker room door and opened it just enough to notice that there was no one there. I then went back to Katie who was still lying on her back naked in the shower floor. I stood over her a knelt down over her face, my pussy just inches above of mouth. I lifted one side of the sock that was over her eyes, and noticed that she was still out. I lowered myself down on top of her month and I felt her warm breath hit my pussy, I felt myself begin to drip my juices on to her month, and she actually opened her month by herself and began to suck on my pussy lips. It felt so good; it actually took my breath away, as I was frozen in pleasure.

I had began to hump her face slowly when I reached down and held her month open, she stuck out her tongue to try and get my to let go, when she did I drop myself on top if it, felling her tongue slipping in and out of my pussy made me moan and hump her face harder, she was licking deeper and faster than I thought anyone would be able to do. I placed my hand on the top of her head and held her face in place as my orgasm began to grow, I was screaming at this point as I finally felt myself get over that huge mountain and was able to orgasm. I just rolled off of Katie and just laid there next to her on that cold floor.
I slow crawled my way to the benches and was able to get myself on my feet. I walked over to the door, and looked out and again, we were still alone. I was glad because of all the screaming I had done. I took a few more pictures of her on my cell phone, like me licking her pussy, me on top of her again; I untied her hand and was able to make it look like she was fingering herself. I rolled her into her shower stall and turn the water on a little more, I saw that she was coming threw and I had to act fast. I soaped her foot and left the bar of soap next to her foot and went and got dressed. I heard her moaning as she was waking up.

I went over to her.

“Katie…Katie…Katie! Are you okay?”

Her eyes opened, and as she held the back of her head as said.

“Jaci?....what…..what happened?”

“I forgot my phone in my locker and I saw that you were lying on the floor, it looks like you slipped on your soap, and hit your head.”

She said that she could fell a bump. Then she thanked me for finding her, and she asked if I could help her get dressed and go home. I found it fun to help her pull up her panties and hook her bra. As I walked her home with one arm around her to help her walk, she said that I couldn’t be sure but she thinks that she has came not to long ago. I asked her if she ever masturbated at school, and to my surprise she said yes. I told her that she must have came right before she fell. I told her dad that he needs to get her check before she should go to bed. He took her to the doctors and she told me at school the next day  that the doctor said it looks like she did fall and that she would be ok. I think about what I did to her every night with I lie in bed and play with myself, and I have the pictures on my phone to help me. I just hope that the next time I need to have another fix, the other girl will actually be awake.

 

We need you to cum for science

colloboye on Teen Stories

In every school noticeboards let students know about events that are coming up and posting lists, rosters and various items that are of interest to either a selected few or to everybody.  In one college there was a second board that very few people knew about officially but everybody looked at (do you get my meaning?) under the stairs away from the inquisitive eyes of teachers and of people in authority.  One of the notices read "Science Experiment-important research, need virgin male who has never masturbated". This at first seemed to be a curious kind of request, however young William, read the notice with great interest.
 
William was a pretty normal sort of kid who enjoyed his sport as much as his study. His parents brought him up in a very strict wa
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y however and they were particularly conscientious in avoiding questions about sex, relationships and about the mechanics of reproduction. This was because they themselves felt very threatened about sex, and they did not want their boy or their other children to experiment with sex as a result of being told things that they were not old enough to understand. They often had conflicts with teachers who were responsible for personal development and who felt that they were depriving children like William of important knowledge.
On top of that, William was a late physical developer, he was thin with small muscles and did not have many pubic hairs as of yet, and the only times he was conscious of intense sexual feelings was when he may have woken up after a wet dream where he may have dreamt about touching or looking at girls or women; he would remember a intense and pleasurable experience happening to him while he was asleep and would be puzzled at seeing and feeling a wet stain, often cold and uncomfortable on the sheets or in his pyjamas. He sometimes wondered what it would feel like to have that happen when he was awake.
 
William had at long last become more interested in girls, having just gone through the latent stage and discovering in himself a need to at least get a peek at females, especially when a girl reached down for something; he’d try and look down her cleavage and wonder what more was down there. William started to stroke his penis or rub it on the sheets before going to sleep; he got a lot of pleasure from that but was never able to make himself cum; it got him rather frustrated because his pleasure was not resolved by an orgasm and yet he had had the experience while being asleep and he knew that his friends were able to jack off successfully because they had told him so.
 
He really did not have much of an idea and thought he might find out something by volunteering for the scientific experiment advertised on the secret noticeboard behind the door under the stairs.
He turned up for the experiment the next day and found out that he was the only volunteer; well, at least the only one for that particular time.  He walked into a darkened room which had been in the past a chemistry lab but now not used for anything much. When his eyes got accustomed to the dark he said hi to two girls who were sitting behind a desk to conduct the experiment; he knew them quite well although they were two years older than he was and did not normally mix with them, being older, and felt that they would not want to have much to do with him, being so young and inexperienced. On top of that, they were the prettiest two students in that class by far.
However, to his surprise they were very pleased to see him. One of the girls he knew, Anny Cosgrove whose father was a commercial pilot, had a pen and scribble pad, and looked very academic behind a pair of glasses which he had never seen her wear before. 
"You're William aren't you? It's a nice name but it sort of sounds a bit as though you come from royalty; do people call you Bill or Willie or just William?"  “No just old William he replied, but I’ve got plenty of nicknames, and I'm not going to tell you any of them"
 
That's okay William; Teri and I want to do a simple experiment and it's very important that you fulfil two of our requirements; the first is that you must be male and the second is that the only way that you've ever experienced sex is in a wet dream; that is that you've never masturbated by yourself or had sex with anyone. Have you, ever?”
“No”, said William, “but I have tried to masturbate and I've never been able to complete it. A few weeks ago me and my friends got together, took all  our clothes off after sport in a locked room and decided to have a whacking competition helped by a sexy nude picture on the floor; Jared and Dan didn't seem to take long at all, Jared started spurting first and Dan started too before he had finished, we all cheered and then after a fair bit of effort Phil sent his spunk all over the picture; they all had an ecstatic look on their face when they were cumming and seemed to forget that there was anyone else in the room, cheering them on. Then they all looked at me, telling me to try harder and make myself cum for them. They slow clapped me;  I had a hard on but just couldn't make myself come and I felt really embarrassed, I didn't feel like a real man and am left wondering whether I will ever make it with girls at all. 
I don't know what you girls think about me I don't know why I'm telling you all this, and I want to know the reason for your experiment, whatever it is"
Well William, said Anny “even though you tried to masturbate but have not been able to ejaculate you fulfil our requirements of a male who is sexually healthy but hasn't experienced an orgasm while being awake. We are amazed your friends did this together, but bound by confidentiality we wont reveal their names to the teachers.
“We want to establish in a scientific manner if a male who has never caused himself to have an orgasm while awake produces more sperm in his body than boys who are sexually active”
 
Anny broke in here and said "Well William, maybe you'll find out when we do the experiment. We believe you can give us lots of semen, but It's important that we catch whatever you produce in a special container which we can weigh and measure for volume; we may even send it away to have tested for a sperm count to see how fertile you would be"
“I would like to get that going, said William but I don't really know what to do to make it happen, and I don't how whether I can do it at all. I certainly can't do it by myself or in front of other boys.”
 
“We'll help you”, said Anny. “What we would like you to do first is to actually take all your clothes off, even your underpants. At this stage, a wave of embarrassment came over William at the thought of becoming stark naked in front of two older girls, or any girls for that matter.  " promise you won't laugh at me”
“No we won't” said Anny very sincerely, “this is a scientific experiment and it is to be done properly and not in a childish way”. 
When William did get his clothes off he felt a sort of stirring in his groin but his penis did not get hard like it did the times he secretly put on his sister's panties and bra when no one else was home; he remembered the pleasure of getting hard and seeing his penis sticking out from  his sister's panties. He would stroke himself, but nothing would happen.
 
Teri said to Anny  “I can see that William will need some help in our experiment; we need to take off our clothes as well to give him a hand; maybe we can explain a few things to him at the same time; he obviously needs some female encouragement”
Anny thought that was a good idea. To tell the truth both girls couldn’t believe William’s lack of experience; the fact that they might be able to show him things that he had never seen before gave them an excited feeling; neither of them had steady boyfriends but both of them had enough experience to know what it was all about. 
 
Anny started. She first slowly opened and removed her blouse which unbuttoned from the front and then unfastened the hooks of her lacy pink bra.  When she took off her bra and pulled back her long tassels of red hair from her shoulders William was fascinated to see real breasts for the first time ever.  He thought her nipples were amazing.  They were so much bigger than boy’s were even though the points of them were not very developed.  He was enthralled by the shape of them and the way that the tiny blue veins showed out under her milky freckled white skin somehow leading towards her nipples. Suddenly William looked down and realised that his penis was getting hard and starting to rise without his even touching it. It was only halfway up at this stage but because it seemed to point straight at whatever girl he was facing it was enough to make him extremely embarrassed and he felt like pulling out of the experiment, covering  himself with his hand so they couldn’t see his arousal.  But the girls didn’t laugh, and the next thing that Anny did helped William to forget about his embarrassment.
“We’ve asked William to show us his body, now we can show him ours too, so we’re all even.”
 
Anny unbuttoned her skirt then, dropped it to the ground and slowly pulled her panties down and leaned over to extract them from under her feet to make her completely naked. When she stood upright again, and faced him with a really nice smile William became totally fascinated at what he saw. He just could not come to terms with the fact that he was actually looking at a wide gap between Anny’s legs and could just make out a mound under her dark red pubic hair and an upright slit that continued down and curved away from him making it all the more mysterious. 
Teri said to William "what you're looking at is Anny's vagina, although you can't see it unless she opens her legs more and pulls apart what we call the lips or labia.”
William, pretty well totally overwhelmed at this stage, nervously said "well it would be nice to see it if you would show me.” Anny obliged by jumping up on the old lab bench, opening her legs wide, and pulling apart her labia to reveal her dark vaginal hole, surrounded by ribbons of beautiful pink flesh that looked to him like rose petals. 
Teri also began to take off her clothes; Anny was a redheaded, light skinned girl with lots of freckles on her face and around her neck and arms. She had a few freckles on her small breasts and one mole just above her pubic hair.  Teri, being a darker skinned girl didn't have any freckles but an interesting purplish birth mark beneath her left breast which only served to make her look all the more fascinating with absolutely nothing on.  William noticed that Teri’s nipples were very dark and even larger than Anny’s; Teri’s pubic hair was nearly black, so William could hardly make out any sign of a similar slitted opening between Teri’s legs because her pubic hair was thicker and such a dark color.
William summoned up some courage to say " Wow, it's great to see you girls and how you look with no clothes on and to see what is and is not between your legs Teri felt sorry for William and said she would like to show William where a male puts his penis into a female.  Anny said "hang on Teri, this is supposed to be a scientific experiment not a sex education class"
“Oh I don't know said Teri, it's not really fair to ask William to be part of an experiment where he gives his sperm over to us without showing him what it's for and where it normally goes"
“I guess you're right” said Anny.  Teri offered: “William, come over here and I'll just stand in front of you with my legs apart, and I'll let you actually put your penis into my vagina for a short while so you can see what it feels like"
“I'd really like that” said William “you don't mind do you?”
“Well, only this once” said Teri.
William was starting to shake and tremble at this stage and when he looked down, he saw some clear liquid on the tip of his very hard, erect penis which by now pointed to the ceiling. He didn't dare ask what was that slippery liquid that had just leaked out of his tiny slit, as before he knew it, he was standing chest to chest and belly to belly with Teri who reached down, dabbed his wet pee hole with her finger, and playfully made his precum mucus stretch about 8 inches before it broke away; then she put her hand right round his penis, and looking William straight in the eyes pulled it down and eased it slowly back and up into her vaginal hole. 
 
They both stood stock still for a minute, noses touching, eyes locked. “How does it feel right now, William?” Anny asked, breaking the silence.  At this stage Anny and Teri were not behaving very scientifically; in fact they was getting very excited themselves at seeing this boy's amazed expression at the moment of first ever feeling his penis going up into a girl’s vagina; an expression which gradually changed into one of rapture and joy at the intense feeling of closeness and intimacy that he was now sharing with this girl, with another totally naked girl watching on and looking just as fascinated.
 
William, who failed to answer Anny’s question, realised that the intense feeling was even stronger and better if he moved inside Teri a little bit. So as he started to move around in there, up and down a little, and experimented a little with having his hard upright dick inside a girl's dark secret hole, Teri began to be a bit concerned even though she was getting very excited and wet inside.
“William, we …are…going to have to stop this.”
“Why?” said William.
“Well, for two reasons” Anny chimed in (Teri was not able to gather her thoughts very well). “Firstly, if you lose control and semen accidentally comes out of you while you're inside Teri's vagina it could easily cause her to get pregnant; we certainly don't want that to happen while still at school even though we’re not sure of how fertile you are at your age.”
“The second reason is because we're doing an experiment and we need to carefully measure the volume of your semen, so I'm going to ask you to slowly pull out of Teri; not too quickly because we don't want you to come before we are ready for you.”
 
“Okay” William said as he reluctantly lowered his hips so that his penis would come out of Teri's vagina. William felt an amazing sensation as his dick moved through her inner flesh which was so tight and held him inside so strongly. It felt so velvety, warm and wet, and he was sorry when he saw his erect member back in the half-light, glistening wet and nodding up and down as though it was not sure what to do next. It was a slight feeling of frustration but that was remedied by something else that Anny began to do.  William didn't notice that Anny was now wearing a bright red glove, much redder than her long hair, made of smooth synthetic material and which she had soaked with olive oil. 
Anny said "William I am going to stroke your penis very gently. I want you to stand right in front of me, standing with your feet as wide as possible apart, so you are on my level.  I need to stroke you with one hand, and will rub your testicles gently too. While I'm doing that you can put your hands anywhere on me that you like, because it’s our untested theory that the more sexually excited you are the more sperm you might produce. So I'd like you to feel free to touch me on my tits, feel my nipples, hold my small breast in your hand, and maybe with your other hand you can touch Teri; maybe you can touch Teri down there, if you like you can stroke the insides of her thighs or even see if you can find her vagina again and put your finger as deep as you like inside her.”
 
William obliged as best he could although he was very nervous and fumbling.  He eventually managed to hold Anny's left breast and rub over her nipple with one finger as well as feel the beautiful bounciness of her flesh behind the nipple. He noticed her nipples were beginning to feel harder and were bigger than before.  Even he knew that her milk glands were developing behind there and that this was a very special part of a girl’s body; but not as special as between a girl's legs. William was able to get his other hand around, down, then up into Teri's vagina; it didn't feel as good as when his penis had been in there but he was still able to get a feeling of how the skin, smooth and wet, felt inside that dark mysterious vaginal cave as his finger explored freely. The fact that Teri seemed to enjoy it so much was not lost on William and it made it all the more fascinating for him.
 
While he was busy feeling and experimenting by touch with these two girls, Anny was continuing to stroke his hard penis with her glove, up and down, up and down and occasionally simply rubbing the underneath of his glans in a circular motion as though to lovingly coax out the seminal fluids that were busily getting ready to leave Williams body. Where did she learn this?
William didn't really need much coaxing as his scrotum sac tightened, and his balls seemed to move around underneath him as though to say "We’re trying to get ready for something really big here".  Anny suddenly realised while she was stroking William that nobody was holding a glass receptacle to collect his semen.
“Teri, reach over to the lab table and pick up the beaker and bring it over near William’s dick while I try and hold it in the right direction;  I want you to hold the beaker at the correct angle so that his sperm won't shoot over the top of the lip but go straight in, but don't hold it in such a way that it will spill out while he’s in the middle of ejaculating; the bottom of the beaker has to be more or less level so that we don't lose any. That's a bit difficult because William's penis is pointing up and outwards rather than down, because it's so hard right now. I’ll try and point his cock down as much as possible while he ejaculates, without hurting him. Maybe we should have got a more suitable container but this will have to do"
Teri removed William’s two fingers from her vagina,  reached around and picked up the beaker; Anny started to stroke the hard young dick a little bit more quickly with her oiled gloved hand, while she caressed William’s small testicles with the other.  She was watching William's face as beads of sweat started to form on his face and his eyes were darting all over the place; either looking at both girls’ young smooth tits, or at the red hand that was moving up and down his penis making him feel more intensely pleasured than ever.  Nothing was happening however, and William started to tremble all over from embarrassment and possible frustration at not being able to succeed. Anny looked at William, and said “you’re trying too hard, try and relax a bit. She looked into his eyes, now wild with pleasure and said “you are not far from giving me your semen now William, just take a deep breath, relax your ass which is so strained from too much effort; just  keep staring at my breasts, and we will aim your penis into the glass beaker when you seem ready”.
Meanwhile, Teri who was feeling frustrated after having had William’s penis and his hand in her for such a short time, as well as enjoying William’s new discoveries and his looks of amazement at his new found feelings turned her on.   She began to rub her clitoris furiously with her free hand, wanting to rub her stiff dark nipples with the other hand but it was holding the glass beaker. She put her back to them both so they couldn’t see what she was doing to herself. She began to feel an orgasm coming in her and tried to stifle her inward groaning.
William could feel something inside him was about to happen too,  and looked down at Anny’s gloved hand still stroking his penis. Suddenly a large bolt of white creamy liquid shot straight up and out of his penis while Anny watched and stroked.  This was the first time anybody including himself ever saw the liquid that had been forming in his body, now shooting out into the air. The feeling was the same as he felt when he had been having wet dreams, that unbelievable electric pulsing throbbing in his groin in the act of causing fluids to race through his sexual organs producing unbelievable pleasure as it passed from one stage to another before it shot out into the room. There was not just one shooting, there was then another, and then another and another. William was overwhelmed with a feeling of total loss of control as this process took over his body completely and he could do nothing except watch and feel the spasms as blobs of this mysterious creamy liquid kept firing out of his cock. “Will it ever stop” he thought, “will I die from this?” Anny kept on holding his scrotum tightly now, she knew his balls were giving up their load for her important experiment.
 
But Teri didn’t have the beaker ready in time, she was too busy furiously rubbing her clitoris.  She started to climax herself, bucking up and down and shuddering while trying to hide from Anny that she was having a secret and unofficial orgasm.
 
This was supposed to be a scientific experiment. Teri realised that she missed the first installment of William's sperm which shot out of his penis straight past her, only to land on a photo of the school deputy headmistress about four feet away and it then started to run down the glass face which was beginning to look even more disapproving than usual.
 
Teri, despite her unexpected orgasm somehow managed to position the beaker for the next ejection while Anny held the throbbing penis as far down as possible. Teri managed to catch his liquid so that it squirted quietly into the glass container and gathered thickly at the bottom in a creamy swirl. William was groaning uncontrollably as the liquid kept shooting out of his body and causing unbelievable feelings of pleasure in his groin. An explosion which seemed to keep going on and on was ending up in a glass which started to fill, as Teri felt the warmth of the seminal fluid coming through the glass to her fingers.
 
Anny darted an ugly look at Teri, watching her with disgust beginning to masturbate herself again in the hope of having a quick second climax, having thrown scientific seriousness right out the door. "Teri you incompetent twit, you were supposed to catch all of it not just some. See how much you can rescue from the photograph, while giving Teri’s ass a big loud smack leaving another red hand on her lovely dark skin.  Teri fumbled about, collecting herself somehow,  her naked wide ass now revealing labia swollen and wet with sexual excitement; her lovely young olive tits pointed down towards the floor and swung as she leant over scrabbling around for a rubber squeegee and then she tried to get as much of William’s first shooting off the teacher’s photo as she could. Then she with her other finger coaxed the globule into the beaker where William’s semen was safely contained. In the process she found another white spray of cum on her dark left nipple and had less success transferring it to the container.
 
William said “What was that incredible feeling? I’ve never felt that before except in my dreams, and you girls made me feel it and caused me to have my first cum. You really are the greatest for doing that for me”
Then he noticed Teri collecting his stray jet of cum: “Maybe you could do it again to me if it didn't go so well the first time.”
Anny said "nice try William, but that's like practicing for a pie eating competition; it just doesn't work that way; you've given us most of your semen already and any future collection today would not be an accurate representation of what you are producing.   I guess that'll have to do.”  Anny wrote on a label, dated it, and adhered the label to the glass, and covered the top of the beaker with wrap.
“Anyway, I guess we’ve shown William a few things about sex and about young women’s bodies and about his body too. We now going to go away and measure the volume and consistency of his sperm and present our findings in an academic report. We hope this will go a long way to our aggregate marks for the end of the year”
“I'm glad I've been able to be of help to you” said William, as he began to look for his clothes. 
 
Teri took the beaker over to William and tried to squeeze any residual drops of the precious fluid from his now limp and tiny penis and her hand working his now ultra sensitive cock made him squirm. “Sorry, but even though we have the biggest sample from you we still need to get every drop, and we don’t want you to feel messy afterwards”  In fact, when she gently squeezed his now small limp dick with forefinger and thumb, a whole glob more came out of his opening, adding even more to the very large sample they had collected.
“My vagina feels wet now too, and I need you to give me a gentle wipe so I don’t feel squishy all through the next class. William gladly helped Teri and Anny in turn to wipe themselves underneath with tissues, and he could see the wetness of their sex; Teri still had some fluid running down inside her legs which he also gladly wiped off. He was only too pleased to help, and hoped he could line up for another experiment pretty soon.
 

MY WIFE AND DAUGHTER FUCK A BLACK MAN AND IM FORCED TO WATCH

handy69 on Ethnic Stories

Misty had  told me that Dawn had a boy friend but i had never met him and Dawn never talked about him .One day Misty told me  Dawns boyfriend would be at the house when i got home so i could meet him. Well i stopped by the liquor store  and headed home since i got off work early i could get in some extra drinking time. I opened the door slowly as to suprise them all and i got a suprise. I  saw a naked black man in my living room .He had his back to me and i could tell he was fucking someone real hard . As i stood there Dawn came up to me and said hey daddy thats my boyfriend lamar. She took my hand and we walked up and i saw he was fucking Misty deep and hard. Misty had sweat running off her face and as she looked up at me she said just sit down and wait.As i sat down and then
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looked over at Dawn she was naked too.She looked at me and said that when momma finishes im going to fuck him again. I was at a loss for words and just opened my bottle and took a good stiff drink or two. I have to say i started getting excited watching Misty getting fucked by this young black man . I started watching his cock as it pumped in and out of her pussy. I could see thick white cum ozzing out from around his cock and it made me rock hard He began to pump slow and very deep and misty was shaking  and then she grabbed her legs and held them up in the air. I glanced over at  Dawn and she was finger fucking herself. I was starting to go crazy. I looked back at Misty and lamar had pulled his cock out and it was huge . It was about 11 inches long. It have knotty veins on it. It was a very manly looking cock. He was holding it up and  misty put it in her mouth and she began sucking his cock and for some reason i got really excited again. After six or seven drinks i started getting into this. Lamar never said a word just kept fucking.Dawn had gotten up and was on the couch  laying down waiting to be fucked again. Misty got up and came to sit beside me.As she sat down she sat indian style and i looked and she had cum all over her  pussy. Misty how long has this been going on. About two weeks and i really like lamar. Hes going to start comming over once a week to fuck me and Dawn.God hes got a huge dick doesn't he.l blurtted out hell yeah .Anybody would like to suck that cock.Before i thought about what i said Lamar was lookingover at me and smilling and nodded his head. While he was fucking Dawn Misty took her finger and pulled it out of her pussy and stuck it in my mouth and my first thought was to lick her cum off her finger. Then i realized it was his cum too. She started to run her finger  in and out of my mouth like a fucking motion. Misty got up to go take a shower and kissed me and run her tounge in my mouth and i could taste cum as i had kissed her many times after she sucked my cock.As Dawn got thru fucking she got up and went to take a shower also and that left me and lamar alone.After about ten drinks i was pretty relaxed and  Lamar turned around and said for me to take a towel and wipe the cum off his cock. I said nothing and reached over and picked up a towel they had in the livingroom and held that enormous cock in my hand and began wipping it off slowly. Misty came back into the room saw what i was doing and walked up grabbed his cock and the back of my head and put his cock in my mouth . I had never sucked a cock before but this was good .Dawn came back in and told me to suck his cock its good daddy..I looked up and lamar was rubbing Dawns tits  and that made me  really hot so i sucked his cock as best i could until he throwed his load in my mouth. He wouldnt pull it out so i had to swallow what i could . As big as his cock was he had plenty to go around.Well  he put his clothes on and said nothing and walked out the door. Misty looked at me and said he will be back.

after school

phazer on Lesbian Stories

Finally," Krista muttered under her breath, "the last period of the day is about over, just three more minutes and I'm outa here!!!" "Eighth period English Lit, what a lousy way to finish up the school day!!!" "Okay, class," Miss Redmond ordered, "pages 213 thru 247 for tomorrow, be ready for a quiz!!!" While the whole room groaned in unison, Miss Redmond locked eyes with Krista and gave her a small nod, "Oh, crap," Krista thought, "she wants me to stay after again, and today of all days!!!" The final bell rang, and all twenty seven students filed out into the hall and headed off for their lockers and then home, except, for Krista, who hung around and waited for her last classmate to clear the room! "Krista, p

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lease lock the door while I pull the window shades shut," said Miss Redmond a matter of factly! Resigned now to the notion that she was stuck, Krista shuffled over and flipped the latch on the door before returning to her seat in the front row! After closing the shades, Miss Redmond sat down on the front edge of her desk and said, "Well, dear, I just want to remind you that you're pulling about a C-minus, but thanks to our little agreement, you can count on receiving an A on your report card!" Krista leaned back in her seat and replied, "Thank you, Miss Redmond, I certainly appreciate it!!!" "I know you do, dear, but now it's time to show me just how much you do appreciate it," as she hiked up her dress revealing stocking clad legs and garter belt with no panties!!!"

"As you can see," the fifty five year old teacher whispered, "today I came prepared for you lovely mouth, can you take care of me with your mouth, please, darling, you do it so well, and mama needs to have her pussy orally satisfied!?!" Krista stared for a moment or two at the unbelievably hairy pussy that was splayed before her, before sliding in her chair between Miss Redmond's open thighs and gently pressing her mouth into the forest of thick dark brown fur!!! "Oh my, yes," the teacher moaned, as the cute eighteen year old slid her tongue into her warm slit wet slit, "that's it, find mama'a clit and suck it for her, oh, yessss, do mama's clit just like that!!!" The aroma wafting from Margaret Redmond's pussy was strong, but very intoxicating, and even though she hadn't been up for it, her own cunt was now drooling a line of moisture up and down the length of her crack!!!" As usual, whenever Margaret sensed that her young cunt lapper was getting into it, her own orgasm would soon fill the pretty senior's mouth with a shower of hot cunt juice!!!

"Mmmm," hummed Miss Redmond, "that was so nice, but now mama wants to see her little pussy's boobs, do you think you could take off your bra and show mama your pretty tits?!?" Krista slid off her sweater and stood with her hands on her hips, giving Margaret Redmond and eye full of 34c cup boobs in her low cut white lace bra!!! "Oh, god," the teacher panted, while cupping the twin orbs through the thin brassiere, "you have such a beautiful chest, tell me again what size bra you wear!!!" "34c, ma'am," Krista moaned, "but I think I'm about ready to move up to a d-cup, for the last month or so my bras have felt a little tight!!!" "Ohhhhhhhh," Margaret panted, "y-you're going to start wearing a d-cup!?!" "Oh, yes," Krista replied sweetly, "Do you like the sound of that, I mean, you know, do you like hearing me say that my breasts are so large that I need a larger bra, one with d size cups?!?" "J-jesus," Margaret Redmomnd moaned, "you know just how to turn me on, you little slut!!!" "Little," Krista asked innocently as she cupped her own breasts, "do these look little to you?!?" P-please take off you bra so that I can suck them," pleaded Margaret!!! "You didn't answer my question," Krista replied, while shooing Miss Redmond's hand away from her chest!!! ""What question," the old teacher begged, 'I-I forgot the question!?!" "You heard me," Krista replied softly, "do you think these are small?!?" "God, no," she groaned loudly, "they're fucking huge, now please, take off your bra!!!" "I don't know," Krista said doubtfully, "if I do, will you suck them for me?!?" By now Margaret had turned into a blithering idiot who could only keep her mind on one thing, 'er two things, that being Krista's full bosom and she replied nearly crying, "P-please let me have them, I need them so much, please let me suck them!!!" "Well," Krista responded while cupping them through her bra, "I guess it's okay, here mama, suck on baby's big nipples!!!" "Mmmmmmmm," Krista sighed, as Margaret took a nipple into her mouth and sucked greedily, "mama does her baby's boobies so well, she's making baby all wet inside!!!"

Margaret Redmond spent the next ten minutes alternating from one nipple to the other, biting and nibbling at the distended nubs, and generally driving Krista up the wall with lust while her breathing became shallow as the older woman nursed hungrily at her breasts!!! Now it was the older woman's turn at teasing, as she sensed the fire between Krista's thighs had become almost unbearable!!! Lifting her head and looking the young woman in the eye she asked shyly, "Would baby like mama to nurse on her pussy?!?" "Oh, yes," Krista hissed through clenched teeth, "p-please, suck my pussy for me, please!!!" "Hmmmmmm," Margaret hummed, "I'm sure that I can do that for you, but really dear, are you sure that you want an old woman like me sucking on your cute young pussy?!?" "My cunt's on fire," Krista moaned, "I need some head right now, I need your mouth on me!!!" "Well, if you really want me to," Margaret said slowly, "I guess I could give it a whirl, tell me, dear, do have on your panties?!?" "Y-yes," Krista stammered, "but I can take them off right now, okay!?!" "Suit yourself," Margaret Redmond replied casually, "if you really need to, go ahead!!!" Fairly leaping to her feet, Krista reached up under her skirt and tore the thin nylon briefs off of her pussy, and then sat back down on her chair with her skirt pulled up and her pussy lips bulging obscenely in an open invitation to the old cunt!!!

Both women enjoyed their little teasing games, but now it was time to get down to brass tacks!!! Taking her position between Krista's lean thighs, Margaret at first gingerly let her tongue caress the young girl's pouty outer lips, which of course brought a long moan from deep in the young girl's lungs!!! "Oh, my," Margaret sighed, "baby has such a wet vagina, I think she's close to having a climax, is that true dear," she continued on, "is baby close to having a climax?!?" "I-I-I'm close," Krista stammered as she clit was being eaten alive by the cunt hungry teacher, "you're a fantastic cunt lapper, do me harder, oooooooooooo, yeah, right there, do baby's clitty just right!!!" Just hearing the pretty young thing begging to get sucked off, drove Margaret's tongue to supersonic speeds over the tip of quivering little clit!!! "Oh, god," Krista moaned, "I"m fucking cumming all over your mouth, ohhhhhhhhhhh, godddddd, I'm cummingggggggg!!!"

Margaret finally pulled her tongue from the inside of Krista's throbbing cunt, allowing the young senior time to let her blood pressure drop back down to normal levels, while giving her soft inner thighs hundreds of sweet soft little kisses!!! When she was able to speak coherently, Krista offered, "Ya know what, for an old lady you really know how to suck pussy!!!" Margaret gave her thigh ten quick kisses before replying, "I'm glad you think so, because I think you know what you need!!!" "And what would that be," the young girl asked softly?!?" "This," Margaret Redmond replied, just before burying her tongue deep into the unsuspecting girl's pussy!!! This time it was more like a freight train that blew through the contracting slit that pulsated between her legs, "Araggghhh," she groaned, as her pussy was twisted inside out by another massive orgasm!!! When she finally stopped shaking, Krista begged, "Enough, I've had enough!!!"

"Do you know what," Margaret Redmond asked as the two of them got dressed!?! "What," Krista replied?!? "If I could, I'd give you a grade better than an A, you've earned it!!!"

My life as a girl

caseygoescd on Transgender Stories

He stood up and unbuckled his pants and let them drop to the ground. Pushing me down to my knees in front of him, his cock hitting me in the face. God it was at least eight or nine inches and his balls hung heavily down.

 

“ There you go you little tease.” He jokingly said. “ Its all yours to enjoy my beautiful bitch.”

 

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span style="font-family: courier">His bitch! That’s what he called me. I didn’t know what to do. So I did the only thing I could do, I opened my mouth and started to lick.

 

But I am getting ahead of myself. To really understand my situation, you have to know me and what lead up to me on my knees in a moon lit park. Let me explain.

 

My sister Julie and I are identical twins in body mind and spirit. We both stand 5’ 6” and weigh 105 lbs. We both have the same figure, with the measurements of 30-inch chest with size b cup breasts with nipples that even make themselves known under a bra and blouse. A 21 inch waist and around our ass we come in at 27 inches with long slender legs.

 

Our faces entertain the same voice, eyes, ears, button nose and a mouth circled by soft narrow lips. We have the same hair texture that is dirty blonde in color. At one time I kept my hair shorter than hers, but for reasons that will become known, I now have it the same length.

 

People say that twins will experience the same feelings at times. I don’t know if it is true with other identical twins but in our case it is true.

 

At times I will suddenly become sad or upset or even depressed and burst into tears for no apparent reason and later find out that Julie went through some emotional experience during the day.

 

Not to sound conceded but I know by the way guys look and stare at my sister that we have beautiful bodies.

 

As with all twins, no matter how identical they may appear, there is always something different about them. This is even true in our case.

 

The difference between my sister Julie and I involves gender! She is all girl with a beautiful bald pussy. I on the other hand am all girl except that I have a bald crotch with a four-inch cock when hard and two balls to go with it. I think that when we were being given our genes inside Moms womb, Dads contribution fell very short.

 

To top it off, my own body doesn’t know what to do with my out of place male organs. When soft, they disappear inside my groin as if to say, “ I am not really here.” 

 

They will pull up in me to the point where my hairless crotch will look like my sisters pussy lips. Talk about being really fucked up. My mind tells me that I am a girl at times and then will later remind me that I am a guy.

 

When I started growing breast it began to pose a problem for me at school so I began to wear a workout bra or tights to keep them hidden under baggy shirts.

 

My mom took me to the doctor one time when I was sick with the flue and while she was out of the room I asked him about my growing breasts. He told me that some young boys do experience it but that they go away eventually.

 

I asked him not to tell my mom and he complied with my request. Every morning I would get up and wrap myself and wear baggy clothes and I kept it a secret even with my family.

 

When it came to attending gym class in school I would have my gym clothes on under my other clothes and would just pull them off and then redress after class.

 

When the gym teacher began to dock my grade for not taking a shower so I found reasons to talk my parents in letting me home school.

 

So in the seventh grade I left school and was able to avoid problems I would have encountered. Thus my breasts remained my secret.

 

Mom and Dad both worked and so during the day I was the only one home and given certain chores to do such as laundry, mowing the lawn, cleaning the bathrooms in the house and other household chores. I would also help get my two younger sisters off to school. 

 

One day I was cleaning Julie’s bathroom and picking up her laundry to wash it, I began to wonder how I would look in her clothes; after all I knew we had the same body.

 

I undressed and started putting on her clothes. As soon as I slid on her silk panties I changed. The feel of them sliding up my legs and thighs and then over my butt was like nothing I felt before.

 

Next I put her bra, skirt and blouse on. I stood and looked I the mirror turning to see every angle. I even lifted my skirt and turned so see what others would if the short skirt failed to conceal me. I was a girl in every way and no one would be able to tell.

 

I felt alive, sexy, and so complete as if my body and all my senses were in harmony. Released from the male bonds, not forced to feel a different way then I was meant to feel. God I was as sexy as my sister!

 

I thought about putting on make up but decided to avoid it thinking that if anyone came home I would be harder to change back into myself.

 

Everyday when everyone left the house I would go upstairs and change clothes and become Julie. I would dress in her sexy mini skirts or shorts. Putting on different outfit each day. All day long I was this sexy girl going about my chores.

 

That’s all I could think about! Getting everyone out of the house and running upstairs to change clothes.

 

I even grew my hair long like hers. During the day I would wear it down and the illusion became more complete.

 

When I had to be myself I would pull it into a ponytail, which was more masculine, and the guys in the neighborhood thought I was kewl. Dad did not like my long hair but he tolerated it but not without his comments.

 

I started feeling confined in the house so I started taking walks around the block.

 

I even became bold enough to walk down to the shopping mall during the day dressed like her to pick up a few items. No one noticed, just accepting me as a woman. The guys would give me the same looks I knew they would give my sister and would even flirt with me.

 

At times I would go into clothing stores and try on girl clothes being helped by saleswomen with out being suspected.

 

Weekends and evenings I would dress like myself and hang out with my friends in the neighborhood.

 

My sister’s life was in full swing, popular with the boys and envied by the girls because of her beauty.

 

When Julie became a cheerleader I was so excited for her.

 

When she went to the school dances I could almost see myself there.

 

I started living my life through hers. Each day I would listen intently to the details about her day.

 

Julie and I would talk for hours each night and no doubt about it we were not just identical in looks but also in mind and spirit. We shared the same feelings on everything.

 

The only thing I didn’t tell her was that I was dressing up in her clothes and becoming her during the day.

 

When Julie started high school, she began struggling with her grades and was about to be removed from cheerleading till she brought them up.

 

I on the other hand was very good at school, probably due to not having the distractions of a social life at school.

 

I began to formulate a plan on how to bring her grades up and allow me to have some kind of interchange with the people in her life.

 

The plan I came up with was for me to tutor Julie on her homework at night. Then on days when she had tests I would attend her classes dressed like her and take her tests. Then meet somewhere and make the switch back.

 

When I told her of my plan she at first was shocked and then laughed hysterically. I then realized she had never really known how identical we were.

 

After she recovered she began to look at me, at every detail of my face and features.

 

Suddenly she got up and went to her room and she began to pull out some clothes that she had doubles of. As I walked into her room she said to me as she turned and looked at me with a perplexed look on her face.

 

“ Ok, Kacy show me how this will work.” Julie said handing me the clothes mockingly.

 

“ Alright, I will be back I a couple minutes.” I said.

 

God this was so exciting, I was finally letting her in on my secret. A secret I wanted to tell her so many times. My stomach was in knots hoping this wasn’t the end of our really close friendship.

 

“ Try on the red mini with the white blouse first. But if they don’t fit don’t force them on.” Julie said with a tone of amusement in her voice.

 

I went to my room and began to get changed. I pulled on a pair of her panties, which fit perfectly and then pulled off the workout bra that hid my breasts. It felt good to release my tits from the under the workout bra and into her bra that formed around my breasts.

 

After fastening it I pulled the top on and then stepped into the red skirt she had given me and slid it up over my hips and fastened it. I brushed out the wrinkles in my skirt and then took my hair out of the ponytail and brushed it. It was the same length as hers. I made the final adjustments and went to Julie’s room.

 

As I opened the door and walked in she turned to look and froze!

 

She just stood there speechless staring. I stopped breathing not sure what she was thinking.

 

I think that’s the first time I have ever seen her unable to say a word and the first time I was not able to read her thoughts.

 

Out of my baggy jeans and loose fitting shirt with my breasts sticking out, her tight fitting clothes showed every curve of my body, a body that I had kept hidden from her as well as the rest of the world.

 

When she did move she walked slowly over to me with her mouth stuck open and not taking her eyes off of me, not even blinking.

 

Julie circled me tugging here and tucking something in there. Then she grabbed my breasts and drew back realizing they were real!

 

“ No Way! Kacy those are real!” she finally stammered. 

 

“ Yes they are.” I said in a shy voice.

 

I walked over to the mirror with her following in disbelief as if she had been duplicated in some mold. She stood in silence not believing her eyes.

 

Finally I couldn’t take the silence anymore so I asked,

 

“ Well what do you think?” my nerves on edge.

 

“ Well, we will have to do something with your hair, hum, also some make up and your finger and toe nails.”

 

I could tell Julie had recovered from her shock because the look of shock had taken on a look of amusement.

 

Julie ushered me to the bathroom and went to work washing my hair, styling it.

 

Then she went to work on my make up applying some eye shadow, mascara and lipstick.

 

I sat there and watched as my features came to life in the reflection staring back at me. I began feel as if I was really Julie.

 

She told me every detail about her day and reviewed the details about everyone we had talked about so many times, the other kids, her boyfriend, others that flirted with her, teachers at her school and even the seat she sat in her classes and at lunch every day.

 

After doing my nails and toes she had me stand in front of her as she looked critically at every detail.

 

Finally stood there just looking. She shook her head in disbelief.

 

“ Kacy, My god I can’t believe my eyes! I never knew you looked like me and those breasts! That’s why you wear those baggy clothes isn’t it?” Julie whispered under her breath reaching out squeezing my breasts in silence for a long minute to check again to make sure they were real.

 

“ Yes they are real, Julie. That’s why I made excuses to be home schooled. Hell Mom and Dad don’t even know! You are the first one to know.” I said breaking the silence again.

 

Suddenly she began to laugh and laugh so hard she started to cry and backed up to sat on the bed, just staring pointing at me. After she recovered, wiping the tears from her eyes she smiled and looked at me and with amusement in her voice said,

 

“ There is more to being a girl than just looking like one. So lets put it to the test. Tonight when Mom and Dad call us for dinner you will go in my place and I will go dressed like you. If we pass this test then there is no question that you can fool them at school.”

 

“ Oh no way Julie! Lets not start with our family.” I said in shock.

 

“ We have too Kacy! If we can’t face them then we won’t be able to face anyone else!”

 

I wanted to tell her about my dressing like her and going to the store but then I stopped myself. I didn’t want to tell her because I was still afraid that if this didn’t work out she would really think me a freak or something. And she was right, so I reluctantly agreed.

 

“Julie! Can you come here I need help with dinner!” Mom’s voice came from downstairs.

 

I began to freak out. Could I pull it off? Its one thing to fool strangers and dress like this when no one was home.

 

What would they say if they found me out, I mean look at me dressed like a girl! I decided that if they did find me out that I would tell them that we were just messing around.

 

“ Be right down Mom!” Julie yelled back with a mischievous smile that infused confidence in me.

 

“ Ok Kacy girl, lets do it!” slapping me on the ass as I walked through the door. I could hear her laughing as I walked down the stairs.

 

At first I was quiet, keeping my answers short and to the point not wanting to give myself away.

 

“ You’re a bit preoccupied tonight Julie. Is everything ok?” Mom asked as I pulled the roast out of the oven.

 

“ Oh be careful! Don’t burn yourself! Here, let me do that you go set the table.” Grabbing the potholders out of my hand.

 

With every word my confidence grew. I went to the cabinet and pulled out the plates and grabbed the silverware and went to the dinning room table where Dad was sitting and reading some report.

 

Ok I said to myself, now what about Dad?

 

I walked behind him and bent down and kissed him on the top of his head.

 

“ Hi Daddy!” I whispered in his ear. He reached his arm around me and pulled me in for a quick hug pressing my chest against his head.

 

“ Hey sugar! How was your day?” he asked.

 

“ Good, we practiced a new cheer and it’s going to be a fun one to do.”

 

“ I hope you’re doing something about your grades Julie or you won’t be doing any cheers.” Dad said not even looking up from his report.

 

“ I am working on it Daddy more than anyone knows!” I said.

 

“ Oh remember me telling you about Brian?” changing the subject, “ well he asked me to go with him to the homecoming dance next week. I told him yes. You don’t mind do you Daddy?” GOD! I couldn’t believe I was caring on a conversation with him and he didn’t even suspect that I was Tom his son!

 

“ Did you talk to your Mom about it?” he said just as Mom walked in the room with the roast.

 

“ No she didn’t!” Mom said in a pouting voice.

 

Then looking at me she grinned and said, “ Go get the vegetables Julie. You have been dating him for a while now, haven’t you! When are we going to meet him dear?”

 

“ Soon Mom I promise! Daddy you’ll like him!” I responded, and that lead to a lot of girl talk between us. I was so glad I had remembered all the conversations I had had with Julie.

 

Dad just sat there shaking his head.

 

“ I don’t think I will like any guy you date Julie.” Dad said half to himself.

 

Then Julie came walking in to the dinning room and plopped herself into the chair.

 

“ Hey Dad, could you look at the lawn mower. It wouldn’t start for me today. That’s why the lawn wasn’t mowed.” She said matter of factly.

 

She looked just like me. She sat just like I usually did.

 

She was wearing one of my shirts and had wrapped her chest so as to hide her breast like I do.

 

She was wearing my favorite blue jeans with holes all over them.

 

Dad looked Julie and said “ Didn’t I tell you Kasy to throw those jeans away? Look at them, they are full of holes! You look like you’re dressed in rags. What is it with the kids today? You should pay more attention to your appearance like your sister Julie. And you need a haircut! By the way young lady” looking at me, “ your skirts are getting to short! You better watch that. You might think about letting your Mom help you lower the hem on them.”

 

Mom piped in from the other room, “ Oh honey there is nothing wrong with her skirts. She looks beautiful and you know it. And I like Toms hair.”

 

“ Oh she looks beautiful alright and the problem is that she is showing too much. Pretty soon she won’t be able to hide her under pants. In fact I would be surprised if they don’t show when you sit down or bend over.” Dad said eyeing me up and down.

 

The doorbell rang and dad got up. “ I’ll get it but don’t think this subject is closed young lady.”

 

Dad came walking back in the room with Brian strolling behind him.

 

“ Julie, Brian’s here to see you.” Dad announced

 

Julie was right! He was good looking and about 6’3” and well built. Oh god now what! I started to freeze up.

 

“ Has he had anything to eat?” Mom asked then turned to me saying, “ He can set where Tom normally sits next to you and Kasy can pull up another chair next to him. Julie go grab another table setting quickly, come on girl move it! Come! Come! Dinner is getting cold!”

 

I ran and grabbed another plate and set of silverware and glass and placed it on the table.

 

Brian came over and produced a rose from behind his back and handed it to me.

 

“ Wow, Brian I think your trying to get in good with my mom and dad.” I said recovering.

 

His arms went around my waist I gave him a quick kiss on the lips.

 

“ UMMMM- UMMMM” dad cleared his throat. I walked over to my chair and Brian followed and held the chair while I sat down. Then he went and sat down next to me.

 

Julie sat down next to Brian and just looked at me and grinned. It was as if she wanted to start laughing at my predicament.

 

We ate dinner and all talked and laughed Mom and Dad enjoying conversing with Brian. Throughout the meal everyone seemed to enjoy teasing me.

 

Julie also got into the act “ So Brian, what do you think about Julies blouse and skirt? Dad thinks she shows to much of her breasts and legs.”

 

 My head was spinning. What was she trying to do to me?

 

“ Oh I think your hot Julie and I love the way you dress.” Brian announced as he eyed me up and down.

 

“ See, I told you our daughter is attracting too much attention to herself!” Dad told Mom as he pointed his finger at me.

 

Mom quickly changed the subject detecting my uneasiness.

 

Karen, one of my little sisters spoke up “ Look at her nipples daddy!” then pointed to my breasts from across the table.

 

God I just wanted to die as Dad then focused on my breasts and my nipples and then turned to Karen and told them to eat their vegetables.

 

Dad looked back and looked at me “ I think you and your Mother need to have a talk about your dress and what is modest.”

 

Julie’s smile grew even bigger and bigger as she enjoyed the focus being on me.

 

Under the table I felt his hand on my leg moving around the hem of my skirt inching up. I waited a couple minutes and then gave him a look that told him to “ Stop it!” he had a grin on his face as he then turned his attention to my dad.

 

I reached over and grabbed the platter with the pot roast on it and handed it to him. He had to take his hand off to grab the platter

 

I then put my hand on his leg by his crotch. Wow! What a reaction I got.

 

I felt his cock start to grow. We continued with the foreplay back and forth throughout dinner with Julie looking on and smiling and at times laughing. Everyone would look at her as if wanting her to explain the sudden laugh.

 

“Oh sorry I just remembered something from a show I watched the other day.” And changed the subject but I knew why she was laughing.

 

I got up and helped Mom clear the table because that’s what Julie always did after dinner. While my little sisters left the room to turn on the TV and the guys went to the family room to rub their bellies and moan about how they had eaten too much and how good it was. Thanking Mom as they left the room.

 

From the kitchen we could hear the guys laughing and then silence and then laughter again. Mom noticed me trying to listen in.

 

Mom looked at me and smiled “ Oh go sit with Brian. I will take care of the dishes. He came to see you, not talk to your father and brother. Besides we don’t want to leave them alone to long now do we? Who knows what nonsense they will put in his mind!” 

 

And with that she grabbed me by the waist spun me around and pushed me through the door to the family room smacking my butt.

 

I walked in the family room and Brian was sitting on the love seat facing the fireplace. Dad and Julie were sitting in the chairs on either side of the love seat.

 

The only seat not taken close by was next to Brian. He grabbed my hand and guided me next to him.

 

I sat there aware of how short my skirt was and how I had to really watch how I sat, legs closed and off to the side.

 

Brian put his hand on my lap holding my hand as we chit chatted about school, friends and what was going on at his house. Dad asked him if he was ready for the big home coming game?

 

Julie quizzed him about things pertaining us dating. Damn her she was really enjoying putting me on the spot!

 

My little sisters, Karen and Holly were in and out of the room making kissing expressions in my direction and then running off laughing only to come back and pull their shirts teasing me about my nipples.

 

God I felt so put on the spot because all eyes were on me.

 

Finally Brian asked dad, “ Lets go for a walk Julie. It’s such a nice evening out.”

 

I started to make some lame excuse but he stood up and pulled me up.

 

“Your right Brian,” Julie piped in with a smirk on her face. “ It is a beautiful night and I think it’s a full moon out. Besides all Julie was going to do was play a video game with me.” Then turning to me she said, “ Oh go, you will enjoy the stroll in the moon light Julie!”

 

“ You want to come along Kacy?” I said hoping she would bail me out of this predicament.

 

“No thanks. I think you guys should have some time alone. You don’t need your brother tagging along.” Julie said with a smile directed at me.

 

God I wanted to smack her. She was enjoying this too much!

 

As we walked out the door Dad yelled, “Don’t be gone to long. It is a school night you know!”

 

“Oh I won’t keep her out to long sir. Were just going down to the park and back. I really like your brother Kacy. He’s a funny guy.” Brian said as we closed the door. The moons light was bright.

 

“ Yeah real funny. Sometimes I would like to punch him!” I said under my breath.

 

We walked down the sidewalk to the driveway. His hand went around my back to my ass and giving me a quick squeeze.

 

“Umm Umm, what a sweet ass you have.” Brian whispered in my ear.

 

“Stop it! My Dad will see you.” I said pushing his hand off my ass.

 

He put his arm around my waist and we walked slowly down the street in silence.

 

When we reached the park he guided me to a bench then swung me around to face him and then against him with his lips finding mine. His tongue shot into my mouth, probing, teasingly moving it around. I wasn’t sure what to do so I kissed allowing him to explore my mouth.

 

Then ending the kiss he said. “ I was so excited when you called me this afternoon promising you would give me a blow job Julie.”

 

“ I’m not sure why you wouldn’t suck my dick before but I’m sure you will enjoy it. All the girls do it.” He added.

 

His hands then moved between us as he started unbuttoning my blouse and pulling it apart exposing my bra.

 

I didn’t know what to do so I just stood there trying to think. What did he mean I called him telling him I wanted to suck his cock? I was speechless.

 

Brian sat down pulling my blouse totally off and then unfastening my bra and pulling it off. I was completely topless now. God I have never had anyone see my tits before and here I was with Julie’s Boyfriend under the light of the full moon completely exposed with my nipples sticking straight out for his viewing.

 

His fingers cupped my tits squeezing them ever so softly.

 

Brian’s mouth found my right nipple first and with his tongue swirled around it and then his teeth nibbled at it pulling on it and then letting it slip through his teeth.

 

“UMMMM “ I moaned with pleasure not even realizing I had made the sound.

 

“OH you like that don’t you babe!” Brian said taking my Left nipple in his mouth and repeating what he had done to the other one.

 

“ UMMMM “ I repeated my moan instinctively.

 

He stood up and unbuckled his pants and let them drop to the ground. Pushing me down to my knees in front of him, his cock hitting me in the face. God it was at least eight or nine inches and his balls hung heavily down.

 

“ There you go you little tease.” He jokingly said. “ Its all yours to enjoy my beautiful bitch.”

 

His bitch! That’s what he called me. I didn’t know what to do. So I did the only thing I could do, I opened my mouth and started to lick.

 

“ UMMMMM” he moaned as I licked the tip of his huge cock. The tip was smooth like silk against my tongue. I circled around the rim and then sucked the head in my mouth playing with the underneath side of it with my tongue.

 

“ UMMMMM. All through dinner I could think of nothing else but your red lips around my cock.”

 

I lifted his cock up and with my tongue I traced the under side of his cock down to his balls. I licked each ball and then sucked them in my mouth one at a time as I massaged them with my tongue.

 

Brian’s words kept spinning around my mind. Julie must have called him after I went downstairs. Telling him that she would give him a blowjob knowing quit well that it would be me on my knees in her place. I was set up!

 

“ OH GOD JULIE, your mouth is so hot on my balls. OH yeah, UMMMM” he moaned.

 

I licked my way back up to the tip and then started sucking him in and pulling him out slowly using my tongue to probe around his cock stopping only when my teeth reached the back rim of the head. Then I sucked him in till he reached the back of my throat. As I pulled my head back I wrapped my hands around his wet shaft and started pumping up and down.

 

“UMMMM OOOOOOO YEAH YOU SUCK IT BABE!” Brian moaned as he grabbed my hair and pushed his cock in my mouth till it hit resistance at the back of my throat.

 

Then with one sudden shove he went all the way down my throat. I fought the urge to gag as he held my face in his pubic hair. Then he slowly began to fuck my throat pulling my head with my hair.

 

In and out he fucked my face as I licked the under side of his cock and sucked.

 

I massaged his balls with one hand and reached around and used my nails to scratch his butt cheeks.

 

It was as if he was growing bigger and bigger and his moans became louder and breathing heavier. Each time he shoved his cock down my throat I felt more like his bitch and enjoying it.

 

“ UMMMMMMMMMM    OH    GOD I AM GOING TO CUM. UMMMMMMM OH YEAH OH YEAH YOU ARE A SWEET COCKSUCKING BITCH! UMMMM” he moaned and all of the sudden I felt his cock swell and he pulled out of my mouth.

 

Suddenly he was shooting his wad all over my face and into my hair. Dripping down my chin and onto my breast. Brian shot load after load out of his swollen cock as I continued to pump it with my hands. I began to rub it all my tits as if I was putting lotion on them.

 

“ Oh god Julie that is like the best blow job I have ever had.” Brian panted as he helped me to my feet.

 

“ See, I told you, you would love it and I did pull out before I came like I said I would.” He said as he reached down and pulled his pants up stuffing his wet limp cock in.

 

I put my blouse on leaving my bra off. He reached over and buttoned each button slowly for me and when reaching my breasts he abandoned the buttons and took each nipple between his thumb and finger lightly pulling them.

 

“ UMMMMM” I moaned and after releasing them he reached over and handed me my bra.

 

“You forgot this.” He said with a smirk on his face.

 

I took it and wiped his cum off my face with it and then tucked my blouse in my skirt.

 

As we walked back to the house we talked about his teasing during dinner and how he was sure my brother had seen him teasing me under the table.

 

“ Julie, I think you should know how fantastic you were and how hot it was seeing you in the moon light on your knees sucking my cock. You’re the only girl that has been able to suck it all in.” Brian whispered in my ear. “ And you have the most beautiful tits I have ever seen.”

 

“God I must be a mess!” I said when we reached the door. He kissed me goodnight and whispered in my ear, “You look hot with my cum all over your face.” With that he turned and walked into the night.

 

I went in and went straight upstairs hoping Dad or Mom would not see me. Julie met me at the top of the stairs with a big grin on her face. I just glared at her.

 

“ Well we pulled it off! No one knew we switched.” She said as she grabbed my arm and pulled me into her room and took a better look at me.

 

Laughing she said, “I can tell you enjoyed your walk to the park. Look at the cum in your hair! I think he certainly enjoyed himself. Come on, lets go wash you hair and you have to tell me all about it! Every detail!”

 

I was speechless! I wasn’t sure if I should be pissed or be happy! My thoughts and feelings all mixed up.

 

 

More with my new friends..

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My head was full of mixed messages as Randy continued to give my cock as much pleasure as it had ever felt. Kathy ran her hands through my hair and asked me, "Do you like his mouth? Isin't he a bad little boy?" I did like his mouth and he was a bad little boy, but what did that make me? Was I bisexual, I guess the rest of the night might tell me that. I continued to suck Kathy's swolen pussy and tried to put the conversation out of my head. As my tongue pressed into her soft meat, I could feel the wet trickle of her juices begin to flow. Her muscles were contracting and her moans turned into squeaks and squeals. She was going to cum on my face and I could feel it was going to be hard. Her thighs gripped my head so tightly that I could not hear what I was being asked by Randy so I
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nodded and did my best to say yes. When she shifted her body so I had full access to her puffy clitty, she noticed my nodding and told Randy to go ahead. My breath came back to me as her body moved and her pussy lifted from my mouth. I concentrated my tongue on her clit and felt her hands grip mine with such passion. Our fingers were locked together as her pussy spasmed under the pressure of my tongue on her clit. I parted my lips and began to suck her to orgasm when I felt my leg being lifted straight up into the air. The timing was perfect for Randy as I wasn't about to move or object. I was bringing his wife off with my tonge which was a total turn on to me and I wasn't about to move yet. His head nuzzled my groin as his strong hands gripped my calf and pushed harder towards the sky. I felt his firm lips kiss my thigh which was a new experience for me. I had been given head before, but never by someone that liked doing it so much. He kissed back and forth from the inside of my muscular thigh to my puffy sack, lingering soft licks on my flesh. I felt his tongue caress the base of my sack and slowly slide lower. I think I tensed up because I heard him say, "Relax, you are fine." I lapped up the remainder of her pussy juices as Kathy slowly slid off of my face. As she moved beside me to gain access to the both of us, I could see Randy's head in my groin for the first time, and I didn't freak out. In fact it felt quite natural. Kathy leaned in and kissed me deeply, tasting her juices and caressing my nipples. She kissed my neck and kissed down my body. I felt her wet mouth on my nipples as her hands explored my hot flesh. Randy explored further until his tongue found my virgin ass hole. When Kathy pulled Randy's head up to kiss him, I felt a twinge of dissapointment. His tongue felt so good reaming my ass. They kissed and stroked my hard cock in rhythm. When the kiss broke, their heads both returned to my body. Randy now pushed both of my legs apart and began to probe my body with his tongue. Kathy took the head of my cock into her mouth and began to suck with a purpose. Their instincts were correct, I wanted to cum. They proceeded to work my body and I was in heaven. The attention, wetness and passion drove me over the top and I came hard into the back of Kathy's throat. Randy had a difficult time removing his tongue from my now open ass hole but with some urging from Kathy, he came up for air. They kissed over my now spent member and commented on how sweet I tasted. After some giggles and some fresh drinks, it appeard we were on for more. Kathy on her knees, pulled me behind her and pulled Randy to her mouth. God they loved to kiss. She caressed my ass while I kissed the back of her neck and around her ears. Randy's tongue was deep in her mouth as her hand brough his hard on to full strength. She broke their kiss and told him, "Your turn my love." Kathy guided me to her side as she lay on her back near the edge of the bed. Telling Randy how she wanted him deep, she slid her ass to the edge and put her feet on each side of her now spread body. She took me by the arm and led me to her hard nipples as Randy pushed her slippery pussy apart with the head of his cock. He slowly slid inside her and she purred like a kitten. Pulling my head against her breast, I could feel her hips attempt to meet him thrust for thrust. She began talking to us and directing our moves. "Bite my nipple.....bit it hard. Fuck me Randy.... harder, Yes YES! Rub my clitty Mitch. Yes there....." Randy was fucking her but I was bring her to orgasm again. I was kissing her neck, sucking her tits and biting her nipples, rubbing her clit. She was sweatting and writhing and loving it. "Suck his nipples Mitch, I want to see. Slow down Randy he is into it." Randy slowed his thrusts and buried his cock deep into her as my mouth touched a man's nipple for the first time. It felt like tasting a small breasted woman. Randy didn't have a hairy chest like I do and I was surprised how much like a woman's body his felt. I began to squeeze his body and pull him by his back to my mouth. "Yeah baby, work him down", was the comment from Kathy. My mouth began to work down his musclar body with kisses towards his stomach. I could see out of the corner of my eye, his cock pumping in and out of a very wet pussy. What a turn on, then thoughs came back to my head.... Did I like the sight of his cock or her pussy or both. With my mouth inches from his cock, how far would I take this and on and on the thought ran. Following my instincts, I planted my mouth on her clit again. Randy's cock was again pounding full in and fulll out of her as his six pack stomach brushed my face with each stroke. They both were moaning gutteral sounds and the three of us were moving like a finely tuned flesh machine. I ventured towards her pussy lips and 'accidentally' found the soft skin of Randy's shaft. I placed my tongue exactly at the spot where Randy's cock met her pussy. Randy noticed and held my head in the spot. He continued to fuck her while I began to tongue them both. Kathy's hand found my cock and began to stroke me. Randy pulled fully out and pushed right back in to her, brushing the head of his cock against my tongue. He pulled out and in and with each stroke my tongue found his purple head. I was in forbidden territory and loving every second of it. With a bold choice, I blocked the enterance of her pussy with my mouth and took his cock into it. I sucked him for a second or two and moved so he could fuck her to orgasm. I had crossed the line. I had sucked a dick and didn't find it repulsive. What would I become? Only time would tell . We continued to pleasure each other for a couple more hours and then fell asleep. I woke in a sticky daze and tried to gather my thoughts. I was torn, feeling dirty but satisfied. I kissed Randy on the forhead, and Kathy on the lips. I was proud that I was still mostly straight. I grabed my clothes and got the hell out of there. The drive home was around sunrise and I knew the new day would bring a new me. I mused on the question if I would like the new me. And I hoped the next few days would show me that I still had my new friends.

My New Job Pt 2

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I was thinking about what happened on the cab ride home, until a few hours earlier i was a straight woman who had never thought about women in such a way but here i was sitting in the back of a cab after masturbating over one woman and having a sleezey quicke in a toilet cubicle with another woman. It was driving me crazy, it was like someone had flicked a switch in my head and now all i co

Wife encourages me to try 1st MMF threesome

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This spring a buddy of mine and me planned to cruise up the coast to go ab diving for the weekend. We decided to head out Friday afternoon, camp on the beach that evening and dive early the next morning when the pacific would be a little calmer.  Although my wife is a certified diver, she normally only dives on our warm water vacations to Hawaii or the Caribbean.  She never expressed any interest in diving the cold waters of northern California.  But, this time she said she wanted to tag along, which was great.

 

We put in about noon that Friday and headed out of the harbor.  It was a beautiful, warm day.  However, as

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soon as we were out of the harbor we encountered three foot swells.  My boat’s a thirty-foot SeaRay with dual 350 Mercruisers, so that was not problem though.  As we cruised along at about 30 knots the bow would pitch up and over each swell and pound into the next wave.  I love that feeling. It’s what I imagine is like riding a bucking bronco.

 

My wife was standing next to me at the helm looking over the bow.  Greg was standing behind her trying to hold on as we pitched up and down through each set of waves.  “It’s just like fucking”, Greg yelled as we rocked through wave after wave.  I looked over at Greg.  Greg was behind my wife with his hands on either side of her holding on to the transom.  As we pitched into the next wave I noticed Greg pitch forward, his crotch thrusting against my wife’s ass, and then on the up-swell I noticed my wife pushing her ass back against him.  Wave after wave, as we pitched down into the tough, he would thrust into her.  And wave after wave, as we road up the crest, she would push her ass back against him.  This carried on for quite awhile until we rounded the head and pulled up onto the beach in the protected cove we were going to camp at that night.

 

After pitching all the gear out of the boat and setting up camp, Mary and I sat in the rear of boat with a couple of drinks.  Mary had shed her cover-up and looked hot sitting there in her bikini.  We started making out and my hands roamed all over her body.  I told her I had seen her and Greg carrying on on the boat ride over.  She turned beat red and pulled back, and looked dumbfounded about what to say.  I told her not to worry, that I thought it was erotic and that seeing her getting so horny turned me on too.

 

I pulled down her bikini top, exposing her big tits and started sucking on her stiffening nipples as she proceeded to tell me how fantastic it made her feel.  She said at first she was put off when she noticed that Greg was pressing himself up against her, but how strangely it started to make her horny as she noticed his cock getting harder.  “Soon” she said “I could feel his hard dick pressed up against my ass, and with each wave it felt like has was bending be over and ramming it into me.”  She went on to say it made it even more erotic that I was standing right next to her as our good friend dry humped her.  “It made me so fucking wet”, she said.

 

Sitting down next to Mary I pulled her on top of me.  We were kissing madly as I felt her reach into my shorts and pull out my stiffening cock.  She bent down and started teasing my nipples with her tongue and biting them until they were as hard as my cock.  Still stroking me she looked up at me and asked if it had really turned me on.  I told her it was the sexiest thing I had seen.

 

“You know”, she said pausing “your little threesome fantasy; does it have to be with two women, or would it also turn you on if it was with another man and me?”  I couldn’t believe what she just said.  She always went along with the idea of my threesome fantasy of her and another woman pleasuring me at the same time as a way of getting me off, but I could always tell she was just humoring me.  But, here she was asking if I would consider having a threesome with her and another man.  As I was thinking about what she was saying, she slid down my body until she was kneeling on the deck.  She pulled down my shorts and engulfed my cock with her mouth.  It was then that I noticed that Greg was standing there watching us.  I don’t know how long he had been watching, but I did notice his cock was already stiff as he watched Mary bobbing up and down on my cock.

 

It was turning me on having my wife kneeling in front of me sucking my dick and licking my balls as one of my best friends watched.  So, I decided to play along. “So you liked feeling Greg’s cock pressed up against your ass huh?  Is his cock pretty big?”  She responded with a muffled “a, huh.”  I noticed she was right as Greg now had his cock out and was stoking it as he continued to watch us.  “You like the idea of having two cocks to play with at the same time? How would like to be sucking on a nice big dick will being fucked from behind?”, I asked.  Again, she responded with a muffled “a, huh.”  So, I motioned to Greg to join us.

 

Greg now had his shorts off, knelt down behind Mary and again pressed himself against her ass.  She looked up at me with my cock still in her mouth with a surprised, but resigned look on her face.

 

Greg pulled down her bikini bottoms and she rose up to allow him to pull them off her. She then spread her legs a little to give him better access to her engorged pussy.  I watched as Greag stuck first one, then another and then a third finger into her cunt.  Each time she gave a muffled cry.  And when she couldn’t stand it any more she broke her mouth away from my cock and turned her head back to look at Greg.  “Oh please.  Aw, come on Greg.  Fuck me.  Please, fuck me.” She begged.  And with that, Greg thrust his hard cock into my wife’s pussy from behind and Mary let out a cry of pleasure as, for the first time since we were married, she accepted another man’s cock into her pussy.

 

Greg grabbed her hips and forced himself deep into her cunt.  In and out he thrust as Mary bucked against him.  It was very erotic seeing his hard cock sliding in and out of my wife.  Every time he pulled out, his dick was gleaming with more and more of Mary’s juices and she would let out a sigh of pleasure.  Soon, she was screaming as her first orgasm rocked her body, wave after wave until it subsided.  But, this sent Greg over the top, and as I watched, he thrust deep into her and held there.  His throbbing cock was buried deep in her pussy as he filled my wife with his cum.  This in turn set Mary off again as another orgasm racked her body.

 

As Greg’s cock pulsed in her pussy she violently grabbed my cock in her hands and sucked on it hard.  “That’s it.  Suck my cock, bitch.  Suck my cock while Greg fucks you. You little slut.” I yelled out as my own orgasm came over me and I filled her mouth with cum all the while looking directly into her eyes.

 

As soon as my cock stopped pulsating Mary let it slip from her mouth and turned and embraced Greg, kissing him passionately and then she collapsed back into my lap.  The three of us just lay there in a heap of tangled bodies for a while until Greg got up “to fix some more drinks” he said. But it was more to leave Mary and I alone for awhile to discuss what had just happened.

 

Mary was still excited, but a little apprehensive. “So?  I know it wasn’t exactly what you’ve fantasized about.  But, how was your first threesome?” she asked.  “It was, different” I replied hesitantly.  “But, you looked so fucking sexy. How about you?  Did you enjoy your first threesome?”.  “Hell, yes.  And I’m still excited.” she replied as she grabbed my head and pulled it to her breast.

 

As I licked and sucked her nipples she proceeded to relate to me how it felt when, while giving me head, Greg had come up behind her and rubbed his cock along her ass and pussy.  “At first I was scared.” she said “until I looked up at you and you just smiled at me encouragingly.”  Mary’s hands were holding my head against her breast, and with this confession she pressured me to go lower.  “But you know,” she said, “I don’t think this was Greg’s first threesome.  After Greg and I came, I was focused on you.  I wanted to make you cum in my mouth so bad.  I tried to catch all your cum in my mouth.  But, I didn’t swallow.  And when I turned around and kissed Greg I shared your cum with him.  He didn’t even hesitate when tasting your cum on my lips.  He just kissed me back – hard.  I think he liked the taste of your cum.  So how about you, do you like the taste of Greg’s come?”

 

It was then that I realized that Mary had pushed my head down to lick her freshly fucked pussy and that I was licking her cunt filled with Greg’s cum.  “That’s right, Jack.” Mary said sarcastically as she sensed I was coming to this realization. Holding my head firmly between her legs, she directed me, “Lick Greg’s cum from my pussy.”

 

I continued licking her from her ass to her clit as Greg’s cum seeped from her cunt.  “I knew you would like this.” She said.  ‘You always fantasize about going down on me, and licking me to another orgasm after we’ve fucked.  But, I always suspected that what really turned you on was the thought of licking my pussy full of cum.  So how do you like it now?  How do like the taste of your wife’s pussy filled with another man’s cum?”

 

Mary pushed me onto my back and lowered her pussy to my mouth.  Facing towards my feet she gripped my cock and was stroking it up and down.  “Come on Jack, lick it good.  Fuck me with your tongue.” She repeated as she continued to stroke my cock.

 

When we had changed positions, I noticed that Greg was again watching us.  “I bet Greg loves the taste of cock as much as I do, don’t you Greg?” she asked, pointing my cock at him.  Offering it to him.  As Greg knelt down next to us Mary released my cock and Greg took my dick in his hands and started stroking it.  “Come on Greg, suck Jack’s cock for me.  I want to see you take him in your mouth.  I know you want it.” I heard her say.  “Go on.”  Then I felt a warm, moist mouth envelop my cock and I realized that Greg, my best friend, was giving me head as Mary continued to ride my face through yet another orgasm.

 

“You know Jack, you also always fantasize about me slipping a finger up your ass while I suck you off, don’t you?”  Greg took the cue and I felt him probing my ass with his finger as he continued to lick my cock up and down.  I felt him slide his finger into me as his mouth again enveloped my cock.  It felt great.  Here I was lying on my back with my wife sitting on my face feeding me her cum filled pussy, and my best friend was sucking me off while playing with my ass.

 

“Oh, yea.  That’s right Greg.  Suck Jack’s cock.  You know you like it.  Suck my husbands big fat dick.”  Mary said continuing to urge him on.  “Do, you like that Jack?  You like having a finger up your ass while Greg sucks your cock.  Maybe you’d like to have something bigger up your ass, wouldn’t you.” Mary said, more statement than question.

 

So far Mary had been right.  I had often fantasized about licking her cunt full of my cum, and I did like it when she slid her finger up my ass while giving me head.  But, this was more than I had signed on for.  I never even thought of some guy fucking me.  But, I also didn’t put up any resistance as I felt Greg lift my legs up over my head and his dick sliding up and down the crack of my ass.  Mary, who still had me pinned down with her legs on either side of my head, grabbed a bottle of baby oil we kept in the boat for sun tanning and poured it all over my ass and Greg’s cock.  She then grabbed his cock and guided it into me as Greg thrust forward.  “Oh yea baby. Shove your cock up his ass and fuck him.  Fuck my husband.” Mary ordered Greg.

 

Mary then bent over and took my cock into her mouth while Greg held my legs up and slid his dick in and out of my ass.  Pounding away I could feel his balls slapping against me.  The sensation was so intense.  I was near cumming and as I was about to explode Greg grabbed my cock and started jacking me off with Mary’s face inches away urging him on. “Come on.  Cum baby.” she urged as Greg jerked me off into her face while riding my ass.  I let go with the most intense orgasm I had ever felt.  I shot load after load all over Mary’s face as she tried to catch some of my cum in her mouth, just as I felt Greg cumming.  His cock pulsed in my ass as he filled me with his cum.

 

I never dreamed my first threesome was going to be with another guy and my wife.  I always envisioned me being pleasured by my wife and one of HER friends.  But I have to admit; it was a real turn on to be taken by my wife and one of MY friends.

Full Physical

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We were moving around and I had to get a full physical for a new job. There were 4 on the form that they company recommended so I picked one and made an appointment. I told Teresa I would be there and left and went into the small office. There was a really nice looking woman behind the window, conservatively dressed with just a little grey in her blonde hair. She was about 5'8" and had a very nice figure. She said Hello and said are you the 10 Am appointment? I told her I guessed so and she asked me to fill out paperwork and I would be called in a little.

I sat down and did the paperwork and listened as she talked to another woman in the back and the doctor. I had finished the paperwork and she came out and took my arm and led me into the

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back. She was rather nicely built and her blouse was unbuttoned a little but I did my best to not look. She smiled and said, "Do you like them?" I said, "Beg your pardon?" She looked at me again and said, "Do you like them? I try to stay in shape and just had them fixed a little." pointing to her breasts. "Well" I said red faced I am sure, "The look like you got your moneys worth." She laughed and took me to the exam room and gave me the gown they give you to put on. I had begun thinking of her naked and so was getting a little hard. She turned and said, "Underwear too." and left. I took everything off and then they both came in.

The doctor was a nice guy that was in shape and in his 30s or so. The nurse did not leave but stayed to take notes. "So you like the nurse's breasts?" the doc said. "Well, she said they just got fixed but I cannot imagine what was wrong with them." I said. "Well, Amanda really likes to look good and she thought they needed a little tightening." he said. We all laughed and he began the ttpical stuff, questions and all that then saw I had some hernias long ago and asked if there were any problems lately. "A little, if I lift a lot of heavy stuff." I told him while looking at the nurse that was licking her lips and doing her best to make my face red again. I was getting a little excited and it was brining something to life.

It was then he said to stand up and pull my gown aside. I had a half erection from the nurse playing her games and he laughed. "I may need for her to stay outside with male patients." he said. "She laughed too and said, "And female." and they boh laughed and I tried to. He pulled the gown aside and did the old 'turn your head and cough' thing and his face was very close to my half hard cock. His breath went across it and he smiled, "Well, you don't have erection problems anyway." he said. "Not with Amanda here." I said. "Does it hurt at all when you have sex?" he asked me. "Well, no, not for a long time." I said and he got up, my gown fell in place and he said. "Okay well, relax a little and I will be right back." He left and the nurse stayed and her buttons had come down some to the now I could see all of her clevage and that she no bra on at all.I was sitting on a chair and she got up on the examining table casually and began talking about all kinds of things she moved her legs apart some and I saw that she had on nylons and no panties at all. She smiled when she saw that I had noticed and the tent in my gown grew.

The doctor came back in and smiled and said, "Okay, I see everyone is ready then. Amanda, will you help Steve please to get ready for he examine?" he said and she lifeted her skirt abover her waist to expose very nice legs and perfectly shaved pussy. She slipped up on the table and laid back with her legs apart. "Now Steve, this is a way to make sure yoyr prostate is okay so if you will lean forward and if you like give Amanda a little licking we will get this over with." I though what the hell, nice and did as he said. Amanda was wet already and I was now very hard. My gown separated in the back and I felt the the Docs hands on my rear as if he was getting ready to lube it for the examine. "Now, some doctors use lube but I prefer another way to get you ready if you don't mind." he said. I moved from eating the nurse and said, "Sure, whatever Doc."

Suddenly I felt a shock go through me and felt a nice feeling spreading all over my hips and my cock jumped some. His tongue was circling my ass and then sank in and he had his face against my ass licking it getting it really wet. He stopped and said, "How big are you Steve?" "Nine inches" I told him, "when really excited." "You look really ecited." he said and went back to licking and getting my ass really wet for his examine. The nurse grabbed my face and pulled it into her pussy and had a nice orgasm and then she laid there, "Lick it again for me. Please" she moaned. I did just that and the Doc had began fingering my ass slowly working into it. "I am going to need to go further in the make sure of something, I will use a special probe." he said. "Okay Doc, if you say so." I said and went back to eating the nurse. I heard movement behind me and then his hands on my hips. Then there was movement at my ass and something pushing against the entrance. He got down again and spit on it and moved around and then stood again and again put the probe there. "Relax some." he said and I did. Then something fleshy slipped into my ass about an inch. It hurt some but Amanda kept my face in her pussy. His hands were on my hips and now the probe was slowly going in and out and deeper each time. The doctor moaned once and said, "Oh yeh, that is nice." and he now went further in with each stroke. I was there eating the nurse and the Doc had his probe deep in my ass. She slipped down and moved so I could slip my cock into her and it slid right in and she really bagan moaning louder.

Now arms came around me and pinched my nipples and I grabbed the nurse and took he blouse off and sucked her nipples as she somehow made her pussy squeeze my cock. A large probe was in and out of me and after it got past the ring it had no trouble slipping in and out and pushing way past anything that had to be examined. My cock swelled and began to fill Amanda with cum and then the Docs probe did the same thing and I felt cum filling my ass. It made me cum a lot harder than before and both he and I were filling up holes. Finally we both finished and Amanda slipped from the table and went to him and sucked his cock into her mouth. She cleaned him off then mine was next and she did the same making sure she had all the cum off me. all of us stood there naked and me and the doc with half hard cocks. He looked at me and went down and took my cock into his mouth and began sucking me slowly. Amanda kissed me and began again building passion between us. "Would you like to try mine?" he said and I said, "Well, I can." he got on the floor and we were in a 69 on the floor and his cock filled my throat. I tried all I could not to gag but did several times. Then Amanda showed me a little on how to do it and I did better after that. Soon we were filling each other's throats with cum. I was worn out and laid back and Amanda kissed first him then me and the both.

He got up and dressed and I sat on the table. Amanda got up and dressed and gave me my gown. He looked at me, "I will be back with the results Steve." and left very official. Amanda too was all business now.

I left that day and the Doc and the nurse both said, "Please come back for any follow-up you think you may need."

True story folks.

17 and it felt so right

bsballplaya on Gay Stories

It was late one night and I was in my dorm room pleasuring myself just I usually do on occasion.  I was pretty good at making sure no one was noticing, but this time I looked up to see my roommate looking around the wardrobe staring right at me.  I immediately stopped and looked away trying not to make eye contact with my roommate, Cole.  I could feel him still staring at me, and I knew he was st

Beautiful Liars

Kash_the_pr1est on Celebrity Stories

Day 1


I came to the studio for my first day of the shoot. We were shooting a video for a duet with two big names. I didn't pay any attention during the meeting, as I found a elastic band and I was playing with that while everyone talked. So I just kinda wondered around. I was new to this and didn't really know what to do to kill time.


I got a couple of doughnuts. Everyone around the studio and out where all the trailers were seem to be eating them, so I didn't want to feel out of place. I found a spot to sit on near a trailer. It was actually the steps that led into the trailer.


I finished off a doughnut and I was contemplating on whether or not I should eat another. I didn't want to become some fat git so I opted to save them for later. A
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s I got up to go back into the studio, the trailer door opened. I quickly turned around to see who it was and froze in my tracks as Shakira stepped out. Shit! was she one of the two big names?


"Is it time to start yet?" She asked in her heavy Latin accent.


"N-n-no." I stuttered, staring at her. She was wearing a long, black dress that dragged on the floor slightly as it was that long. the straps on her shoulders came down covering her tits, but leaving a big gap in between her tits, showing her bare flesh. This was gonna be one hot video.


"Are those for me?" She asked pointing at my doughnuts.


"They're yours if you want them." I said and she chuckled.


"What do you do here?"


"I'm the camera man." As tiring as that question was starting to become, I was never happier to answer it.


"You look young." She said.


"So do you." I complimented her. Shakira smiled.


"What's taking so long?" Shakira asked. Changing the subject.


"Hair and make up." I answered. I didn't know who the other person was. I was assuming a guy, because you usually get a duet with a male and female.


"Have you met her yet?" She asked me.


"Who?" I asked.


"Beyoncé." She replied. I just  shook my head, just shocked at how much booty there was gonna be in this one video. "I'm so nervous on meeting her. She's so big and beautiful." I don't think she meant big as in size, but as in fame. It already knew that her English wasn't the best.


"Didn't you record the track with her?" I asked.


"No." She replied. "We recorded at different times." Schedule conflict obviously.


"Don't you have dance routines? Didn't you have to practice the choreography together?"


"No. Yes. No. Yes, we do. No we didn't. We should've practiced together." She laughed. She confused herself a little in answering the questions, but she got there in the end.  I didn't know what else to say to her.


"You want one?" I offered her a doughnut.


"I shouldn't... but OK." She said. "Come in." She said walking into her trailer. I followed her in closing the door behind me. I didn't realise until just now how short she was. I'd say she was just under five feet. When I saw her performance at the VMA's last year with Wyclef Jean, I just thought he was a big guy, but it turns out that Shakira is just a very tiny woman.


The trailer had a two seater couch and two one seater couch's. She sat on the two seater couch and I decided to sit down next to her. I offered her the paper bag and she took a doughnut and I took the other one. I watched her as we ate.


"You have a really good figure." I complimented her.


"Thanks!" She said. "It's really, really hard work." She said. "Now thanks to you, I'm gonna have to do a hundred stomach crunches to work this off."


"You asked if they were for you."


"You should've said no! Naughty Shakira! No fatty food!" She said and laughed. Shakira crossed her legs, revealing that she was keeping up with her trademark of being bare foot all the time. The soles looked a little dirty.


"What other videos have you done?" She asked.


"A couple for some rock bands and unknown rap artists." I replied. "No one you'd know. They weren't even anyone that I knew." Shakira laughed, she was very easily amused. "This is my first big video that I'm involved with."


"I think the camera man is big part of music videos. They never get the credit. It's always the director." She said, trying to give me a ego boost. "He says shoot, you shoot. If you're not there. Who's going to shoot?" She asked.


"Another camera man?" I said. "I'm not like you. I'm expendable."


"I forget. What's expendable?" Shakira asked, not knowing what the word meant.


"It means that I can easily be replaced whereas you can't."


"Oh!" She said realising what I meant. "I'm not expendable but you or the man selling doughnut is."


"Thanks for that." I said sarcastically. "That's how important I am. I'm on the level of a doughnut seller."


"No!" She laughed. "I didn't mean it like that." She said placing a hand on my shoulder.


"Don't worry. I know I'm expendable. Just like the doughnut guy, but I'd prefer not to be compared to the doughnut guy anymore."


"You got it!" Shakira winked. This was great. I had Shakira laughing and winking at me, this was a good sign.


"Hey, Shakira! You’re on!" A woman said popping into the trailer and back out.


"I'm so nervous now!" Shakira said. "I'm going to meet Beyoncé!" If I wasn't mistaken, it look like Shakira was getting star struck.


"Don't worry you'll do fine." I said giving her a hug. To my surprise she hugged me back. I started to walk out the trailer.


"Wait! What's your name?" She asked, walking up behind me.


"Kash." I replied and we walked to the set together.


"OK! We're starting with the solo of Shakira, in the green room." Some guy said, so we went in to the green room and Shakira did the track over in there. I looked over the video layout and this scene was being filmed in the green room to digitally add in water on the floor and a blue sunset in the back ground.


According to the layout, the two weren't in the video together until the second half of the video. The video was split into three days. We were doing the water scene tomorrow. It was gonna be the hardest scene to do, rain in a music video is always complicated. We didn't want to start off with it or finish with it, so we slapped it in the middle. The scene had had both Shakira and Beyoncé in it. Guess Shakira is gonna have to wait a little longer to meet Beyoncé.


We did nearly a dozen takes of the scene, from different angles. I hadn't actually heard the track and didn't even know the name of the track until I heard it just now. I was told by another crew member that it was a Beyoncé track featuring Shakira and that Shakira barely had any vocals. They added more vocals for her once they decided to release it as a single. I had to say, the music made the track sound very Shakira like. It had a hint of eastern European music. Well, what I could hear from these bad speakers any way.


 Once the scene was complete Shakira came up to me.


"You and Beyoncé don't have a scene together until tomorrow."


"Oh!" She whined, pouting.


"Don't worry!" I said placing an arm around her shoulder. "You can stick around after your next scene and watch her while she does her last scene."


"That would be good." She said.


"Er... Kash?" A guy said to me. "We have to do another shot."


"OK" I said as I followed him across the room. They all probably would've been pissed at me if I wasn't talking to Shakira.


I looked back at Shakira and she smiled at me. She left and went to change her out fit while we shot Beyoncé's scene. I stood in awe as I watched Beyoncé dance in a short black dress with the top being similar to Shakira's top.


Beyoncé didn't talk to me, I was behind the camera and she was in front. I probably wouldn't have even got a chance to talk to Shakira if I wasn't lazing around outside. Once Beyoncé was finished she left. We waited for Shakira to come out again, for her next scene.


This is the thing that took long on music videos like this and why it stretched out into three days. The costume change. The actual clothes changing didn't take long, what did take long was the hair. They had different hair styles for pretty much every scene and when they went to change, they changed their hair style's as well. That took about an hour each time in total. So we sat around for an hour twiddling our thumbs and waiting for them to come out.


Shakira finally came out. It was her last scene for the day so once she finished, she hanged around, waiting for Beyoncé. Once Beyoncé came out, Shakira went and introduced herself. I watched from where the camera was as they talked and hugged. Shakira came and sat down beside me while Beyoncé was in front of the green screen.


Me and Shakira talked in between takes and once we were done for the day Shakira introduced me to Beyoncé. It was a quick intro and then Shakira and Beyoncé headed out to their trailers. They came out a couple of minutes later, they had changed to go out somewhere.


They were both dressed in low cut, dark blue jeans. Shakira had a tight, red top and Beyoncé had a white top. They both wore thin black jackets. They both had big frizzy looking hair that they just tied back and put on a head band. Beyoncé's head band was white to match her top and Shakira's was the safe colour, black.


Shakira looked in my direction. She smiled at me and lifted her hand. Everything seemed to be going in slow motion, I was hoping she was going to wave me over to join them but instead, she waved goodbye.


We were done for the day, so I headed off to my apartment. I lived a couple of blocks away, so I was lucky I didn't need to fork out money for a place to stay during filming. I had purposely picked out an apartment close to the studio as that's where most of the music videos were shot.
Day 3


I came into the trailer area and decided to go to Shakira's trailer. I knew she wasn't going to be there, but maybe she snuck back in early. I know I was starting to seem clingy, following Shakira around everywhere, but she didn't mind so I wasn't going to stop and besides. She kissed me yesterday.


Just as I expected, she wasn't there. I hanged around for a minute or two and started to get bored kind of quickly, so I decided to go to Beyoncé's trailer. I didn't know if she'd mind me going over, I didn't hang out with her half as much as I did with Shakira.


As I approached Beyoncé's trailer I noticed someone pulling their car into the parking lot. Shit! It was Sean Carter, Beyoncé's rapper fiancé, Jay-Z. I quickly went up the couple of steps that lead to the trailer door and turned the door handle and luckily for Beyoncé, the door wasn't locked and it just opened. I looked around and couldn't see them so I headed into the bedroom. I was just stunned by the vision that greeted me once I went in.


Beyoncé and Shakira lay naked on the bed in each other's arms with the sunlight shining through the window and onto their beautiful, naked bodies and even though it was first thing in the morning and they had taken a shower that had washed away all their make up, they still looked more beautiful than ever. Jay-Z was still parking and would have to sign in as a guest, so I figured I had some time. I took out my cell phone, flipped it open and pressed the button on the side to get the camera running. It's not like it was gonna take me a minute to take a photo of these two Goddesses in their natural form. I quickly took the picture and put my cell phone into my pocket.


"Shakira?" I said gently shaking her leg. "Beyoncé?" I said gently shaking her leg as well. Shakira opened her eyes and mumbled something in Spanish or Latin, either way I didn't understand what she said. Beyoncé opened her eyes.


"Kash?" She said sounding very groggy. "What are you doing here?"


"Kash?" Shakira said opening her eyes looking at Beyoncé and Beyoncé looked back at her.


"Shit!" Beyoncé said, now fully awake and alert, pulling the covers up covering the both of them. "What are you doing here!" Her voice was getting louder and sounding pissed off. Probably because I came in.


"I'm sorry to barge in." I said in a sarcastic tone. "But I just thought you would like to know that I just saw Sean pulling his car up into the drive way and maybe you'd like to know. You know? Just in case you do plan on marrying him and being the bearer of his children. But seeing as though you seem more concerned with me coming in here I'll just go and just let Sean walk in here and see you two naked in bed together." I started to walk towards the door with my back turned to the both of them.


"No! Wait!" Beyoncé called out. A huge smile came on my face. I quickly turned my face back to normal and turned around.


"But weren't you mad at me for coming in? You were starting to get quite rude in your tone of voice." I said still keeping that sarcastic tone in my voice.


"I'm sorry about that. But I need, no we need your help. Sean can't find her here with me. At least not like this." Beyoncé said.


"OK!" I said gathering Shakira's clothes. "Apology accepted. All Shakira needs to do is get her clothes on and nobody will know anything." Me and Beyoncé turned to Shakira only to see that she had pulled the cover over her and fallen asleep.


"Shakira!" We both yelled at the same time.


"What?" She said waking up again.


"You need to get your clothes on." Beyoncé said. Shakira slowly got out of bed and took the clothes from me.


"Hey Bee! It's your boy!" We heard a voice call out. Shakira froze. It was Jay-Z. I looked at Beyoncé and her eyes were wide open, she looked terrified. I quickly grabbed Shakira who still hadn't put any clothes on and was still a little sleepy, so I grabbed her clothes and shoes and quickly took her into the bathroom with me. I locked the door.


"Hey Bee!" Jay-Z said. "How's my baby doing?"


"I'm good. It's the last day so I'm grateful for that."


"Is that your bathroom?" Jay-Z asked. “I need to take a piss."


"No!" Beyoncé said. "There's someone in there."


"Who? Shakira?" Jay-Z asked laughing. "Don't tell me you spent the night with her and now she's in there. God that would be so sexy!" I heard his voice get closer and then something touch the handle.


"No... it's my wake up call." Beyoncé said. I looked at Shakira who was now fully dressed and I could see her mouth the words 'What.' She had a point. How was she gonna get out.


"Yeah. It's Kash, I think he's the camera guy too. He woke me up and had to go to the bathroom." Beyoncé said.


"OK." I whispered turning to Shakira. "What we're gonna do is this. You'll climb out the window."


"How? Look how high up it is!" She whispered back.


"Good point. What we'll do is this. I'll help you up and you stay there on the window, straddling it. With one leg in the trailer and one leg outside and use your hands to keep balance. I'll go around to the other side and get you from outside. OK?"


"OK." Shakira whispered.


"Now I'll help you up." I whispered as I waited for her to come up to the window.


"Kash?" She whispered. "Thank you." She said kissing me on the lips, opening her mouth and quickly darting her tongue in. She didn't have morning breath but a different taste. The taste of a woman. It was Beyoncé. I tried to suck her tongue, but she pulled back too quickly. She faced the window and started to climb, I helped her by supporting her feet.


"Shit!" I whispered as her shoes dug into my hands.


"Sorry." Shakira said coming back down. She held my hands, palm side up and kissed my palms. "Feel Better?" She asked, smiling, resting her chin on my palm.


"Much." I replied. "Now let's get you out of here."


"Wait!" She said taking her shoes off and putting them on the window ledge. She started to climb up and I helped by supporting her feet. It was much easier now that she was barefoot. Once she was up I unlocked the door.


"Whoo!" I said as I went out of the bathroom waving my hands in front of my face. "I wouldn't go in there for another 35, 45 minutes."


"You dick!" Beyoncé laughed. She knew I didn't really take a shit, but she played along.


"Seriously, give it a couple of minutes." I said. "I'll see you on set." I said exiting the trailer. I quickly ran around to the other side and I could see Shakira half in and half out of the bathroom window.


"Here!" She said holding her shoes out. "Catch!" She said throwing them at me. I quickly ducked out the way. "You were suppose to catch." Shakira laughed.


"That's quite an arm you got. If I didn't move out the way, you would've taken my head off!" I joked as I picked her shoes up.


"How am I gonna get down?" Shakira voice was just above a whisper, after all she was still half inside the trailer.


"I'll stand here, you get your legs out and stand on my shoulders. Then just slide down my body." I said, my voice quite low as well. I stood with my back against the trailer.


"OK." Shakira said. She got both legs out, the top half of her body still inside. She held onto the ledge as she lowered herself. I could see her feet a couple of inches above my head. I held onto her ankles, guiding them onto my shoulders. Shakira was now fully out, just her head in the trailer, she was using her arms to keep herself up. She obviously had a lot of upper body strength and it's not like she weighed a tone.


"Just slide down my body now." I said. She held the window ledge as she moved one leg down and bent the other leg at the knee. I put my arms around the leg so she was able to get the other leg down, my arms were around both of her legs now as she dropped down, sliding down my front with my arms still around her. She wrapped her legs around my waist as she came down.


I held onto her as we were face to face. Shakira had her arms around my neck, hugging me tight with her arms and legs and started to giggle.


"We did it!" She laughed, probably from the rush she got from dropping down and leaving her safety in my hands. She started to stop laughing. She said moving the hair from her face and behind her ears. I just watched her beautiful face the whole time.


"Thanks!" She said kissing me again on the lips, a closed mouth kiss. She kept doing that, kissing me on the lips and I took it as a sign that something more could happen.


Shakira looked into my eyes as she pulled her head back. I felt a wave of lust come over me and I leaned forward quickly, kissing her, opening my mouth and pushing my tongue into her mouth. She didn't resist and I quickly turned around, still holding her pressing her against the trailer.


She was caught by surprise and her legs let go off my waist. I ran one hand down her back and grabbed her ass, pushing her crotch closer to mine, grinding my cock against her pussy, dry humping her. I slid my hand down her waist band squeezing her bare ass. I pulled my hand out of her sweat pants, grabbing the waist band, pulling it down.


"Stop!" Shakira moaned, breaking the kiss, holding my hand. I started to kiss her cheek.


"I wanna fuck you!" I moaned desperately in her ear.


"I want to feel you inside of me." She moaned into my ear. "But not out here." I kissed her again, a quick kiss. I picked up her shoes and handed them to her and she put them on. I held her hand as we walked to her trailer. Shakira opened the door and as soon as I closed it behind me, Shakira leapt at me, wrapping her arms and legs around me, making me go back against the door.


"Fuck me!" She moaned kissing me, pushing her tongue into my mouth. I sucked her tongue as I held her ass to hold her up as I walked to the bed. I put her down on the bed, quickly unzipped and got my cock out. I wanted her so badly that I couldn't even wait to take my clothes off. I quickly pulled Shakira's sweat pants down and got on top of her and used my hand to push my cock into her cunt.


I started to thrust in and out of her, kissing her lips.


"You feel so big inside me." Shakira moaned kissing my chin. "Fuck me faster!" She said. There was a knock at the door and I heard the door open and saw the bedroom door open. I quickly rolled off her and off the bed. I hid under the bed and I saw Shakira's feet as she ran into the bathroom.


"Shakira?" I heard a woman's voice from the bedroom door. Why the fuck did I go under the bed? There was no way I was gonna be able to come out unless there was no one in the trailer.


"I'm in the bathroom!” Shakira yelled. "I'm naked so can you close the door?"


"Sure." The woman said closing the door. The woman was probably make up or hair stylist. Shakira came out and put some pants on. She looked under the bed at me and giggled. She went out of the bedroom.


"Kash! There's no one here!" She called out and I quickly got out and sat on the couch. "Tonight." Shakira said kissing me and the woman came in again. We both jumped back and I don't think she noticed.


"We need to start your make-up now. We got a long day ahead of us." She looked at me. "When did you get in here?"


"I saw you leaving when I came in." I lied.


"Oh!" She carried on talking to Shakira and I left the trailer. We started off with the scene that had both Shakira and Beyoncé that was very hot. They were both barefoot, a trademark that Shakira had when performing live and showing her bare feet in every video that she's done. The shoot made me even more hornier. I had my dick inside Shakira and was so close to get satisfaction from her and now I was a walking hard on and this scene was not helping me one bit. I made sure that I stayed seated behind the camera at all times.


Once the scene was over both Shakira and Beyoncé went for costume change and to get their hair done. This was the scene with ornaments hanging down, where both women had straight hair. We figured it'd take too long to straighten their hair and then make it frizzy again, so we decided it would be best to do the scene last to save us time.


The day took practically forever to end and I was so tempted to go and jerk off during one of the breaks, but decided not to. I could get hard for a second time and it's Shakira, so I'd have no trouble. But getting hard for a third time, even with Shakira. I wasn't too sure. I've never done it before and I wasn't going to bank on doing it for the first time now, so I walked around with this painfully hard erection.


Once the director said 'That's a wrap!' I was waiting for the place to clear out so I could finally fuck Shakira, but everyone was taking their damn sweet time, saying their good byes and shit. Once the place finally cleared out an hour later and Shakira and Beyoncé started to head back to their trailers, I made sure no one saw where I was going and headed to Shakira's trailer. I knew she wasn't going to be with Beyoncé, because Beyoncé was with Jay-Z, her fiancé.


I walked up to Shakira's trailer door and I took a deep breath. I wanted to go in and fuck her senseless, but there was a little voice at the back of my head. What if she doesn't want me anymore? What if she found someone better? What if it was a spur of the moment thing and now the moment has gone? Before I could think of anymore questions, the door opened. Shakira stood there in a red robe. She came closer to me.


"I've been waiting for you." She said. I walked in so that no passer by would see us. As soon as the door shut, Shakira pulled her robe back and let it fall to the floor. "Is this what you want?" Shakira asked. I nodded, my mouth open.


I looked at her flawless body up and down. Her stomach was toned and she had a small patch of pubic hair just above her opening.


"What are you waiting for?" She asked with a smile on her face.


"Nothing." I said walking up to her, wrapping my arms around her body, kissing her. She jumped up and wrapped her legs around me and I carried her onto the bed. It was happening the same as before, but this time, there was gonna be no interruptions. So I decided to take my time.


I stood there and stripped off my clothes. Shakira kept her eyes on me, biting her bottom lip every time I took a piece of clothing off. She looked like she wanted this, maybe not as much as me. I looked at her as I walked up to the foot of the bed. I noticed her feet. They were clean. What was strange about this was that when her and Beyoncé shot their scenes where they were barefoot, they were barefoot for about two hours and by the end both their feet was dirty. Shakira must’ve taken a shower. I bent down and held her feet. One in each hand and I kissed the top of her feet.


"How comes your hair isn't wet?" I asked.


"It took them two hours to do this. I'm not going to just wash it a couple of hours later." She smiled. Two hours? That was an insane amount of time on your hair, but that's women for you.


"Now, fuck my pussy!" Shakira said. I took position between her legs and pushed my big cock head into her tight pussy. With one swift, hard thrust I pushed my cock deep into her cunt. I went on top of her, wrapping my arms around her as I started to thrust in and out of her, making her moan louder with ever thrust.


As I worked my cock in and out of Shakira's tight cunt I felt someone's lips on my back kiss me. I quickly rolled off Shakira onto her side. I looked to see that it was Beyoncé and she was an incredible sight. She stood beside the bed on my side with nothing on, her clothes were on the floor beside her. I guess that's why Shakira kept looking at that direction.


"You weren't joking last night when you said he was huge." Beyoncé said her eyes wide open, locked onto my cock.


"When did you see my cock yesterday?" I asked, turning to Shakira, a little confused as she didn't see my cock until this morning.


"When you were massaging her feet." Beyoncé answered for Shakira. "You got a erection." Massaging Shakira's feet did turn me on, but I didn't realise just how much. "So. Feet turns you on, huh?" Beyoncé asked. "What do you think of my feet?" Beyoncé said lifting her foot up, arching them as she placed her toes on my chest. I looked at Shakira and she seemed fine with what was happening.


"They're beautiful." I said looking at her foot. She had her toe nails painted white.


"Do you want to suck them?" Beyoncé asked.


"Only if I get to suck them too!" Shakira said, pressing her chest against my arm. Beyoncé lifted her foot slightly and I leaned forward sucking her big toe while Shakira starts to lick the side of her foot. She started from Beyoncé little toe, licking down the side of her foot, all the way down to her heel, sucking her heel hard.


I sat up and started to suck the toe next to Beyoncé's big toe, making my way across her toes one by one until I got to the little toe. I could feel Shakira's tongue against my chin while she licked the balls just under Beyoncé's little toe.


Beyoncé moved her foot away from me, leading Shakira away. Shakira was sucking her toes hard and wasn’t letting them out of her mouth. Beyoncé lowered her foot, making Shakira lower herself as well, as Shakira continued to suck her toes. Beyoncé sat down in between my legs and managed to shuffle her butt forward.


Beyoncé sat on my lap, while Shakira still sucked and licked her foot. Beyoncé positioned herself, so that she was kneeling on her free leg. I could feel my cock getting harder and pressing against her lower back. She reached behind her and held my cock. She used the leg that she was kneeling on to lift herself up and pressed my cock against her pussy. She gently slid her pussy lips down my shaft.


Her pussy was so tight, I wrapped my arms around her tight as she slowly pushed herself up and down my shaft. Shakira let go of Beyoncé's foot and Beyoncé leaned back as she pulled her leg back and positioned herself so that she was kneeling on top of me while she rode me. I watched Beyoncé as she rode me, getting faster every time she thrust her body down my shaft.


Shakira pulled me back so I was on my back. She lay beside me kissing my shoulder, neck and the side of my face. I started to kiss her to take my attention away from the fact that I had Beyoncé riding me. I wanted this to last as long as possible. I sucked Shakira's tongue and she pulled her tongue back, kissing down my chest. She straddled my face and I started to lick her pussy. Shakira's kisses went down my abs, onto my crotch and then her lips went off my body. I couldn't see what she was doing as she had her pussy on my mouth and was blocking my view. But I could still hear her kissing, probably making her way up Beyoncé's body.


I saw Beyoncé place her hands at the back of Shakira's head as they started to kiss. I started to work my tongue in and out of Shakira's pussy faster as I watched the two kiss. I started to finger her clit as well as tongue fucking her.


"That feels so good!" Shakira moaned looking back at me, breaking her kiss with Beyoncé. Beyoncé started to kiss around Shakira's neck while Shakira started grinding her hips up and down against my face while I continued to eat her out.


"I need it in my pussy!" Shakira said getting off my face. Beyoncé stopped riding me and got off my dick and Shakira straddled me. She slid herself down my pole as she lowered her hips down. She started to ride me as fast as she could instantly.


"I'm gonna cum!" Shakira kept moaning as she rode me faster and faster. I started to feel my orgasm starting to build up too. Beyoncé lay beside us, her legs near my head, her head near my knees. She was fingering herself as she watched Shakira ride me. I started to kiss the back of her calf, trying to take my focus away from my orgasm. Beyoncé lowered her head and kissed the sole of Shakira's foot.


"Mmm. That feels good!" Shakira moaned looking at Beyoncé while she rode me. Beyoncé smiled at her as she teased her with her tongue. Slowly licking around her heel and up her sole, circling the balls under her toes. Shakira curled her toes as Beyoncé tried to pushed her tongue in between her toes.


"FUCK!" Shakira screamed. "I'm cumming!" She started to go at a feverishly fast pace. I started to feel my orgasm coming and just when I thought that our orgasms was gonna hit at the same time, Shakira slammed her body down, her mouth wide open, no sound coming out. I felt her pussy contract around my shaft as she came. Beyoncé laughed.


"Let me taste your cum Shaki." She said and Shakira leaned forward slightly, enough to pull herself off my cock. I could feel Beyoncé's chin touch my cock as she licked Shakira's cunt.


"Looks like most of it is on your dick, Kash." Beyoncé said and then I felt her hold my cock and her lips envelope around my cock head.


"Fuck!" I moaned closing my eyes. Beyoncé lips felt so soft and incredible around my shaft as she started to work her lips up and down. Shakira got off me and lay down beside me. She was breathing hard, gasping for air.


"Intense orgasm?" I asked. Shakira smiled and nodded her head. She leaned forward and kissed me. She rested her head on my shoulder as she looked down at Beyoncé sucking my cock.


"You look so beautiful with a dick in your mouth." Shakira said to Beyoncé and Beyoncé stopped sucking my cock and laughed while my cock head was in her mouth. Shakira reached down with her foot and started to rub her toes against my groin.


Beyoncé took her mouth off my cock and started to suck Shakira's big toe. Shakira pulled her foot away from Beyoncé and started to touch my cock with her big toe. Beyoncé watched as Shakira stroked my cock with her foot.


Beyoncé smiled at Shakira and Shakira smiled back. Beyoncé shuffled down the bed, sitting with her back against the footboard, her legs stretched out forward, one foot at the side of my groin which Beyoncé used to squeeze by ball sack with her toes. She moved her other foot up and joined Shakira on stroking my cock.


Shakira was on her side beside me, her tits pressed against my arm, so she could only use one foot to stroke my cock. Now Beyoncé and Shakira had my cock sandwiched in between their feet. They started to rub the soles of their feet up and down my shaft, while Beyoncé used her other foot to gently squeeze and play with my balls.


Shakira started to go faster with every stroke, working the balls under her toes up and down my shaft. Beyoncé kept up with Shakira, just a split second slower.


"Stop!" I moaned. "I'm gonna cum." I was close to cumming and I didn't want to. I wanted to fuck both of them some more.


"Cum for us Kash." Beyoncé said. "I want to taste your cum. I want to lick it off Shakira's foot. Taste you juice all over her sexy toes." Beyoncé said while they both stroked my cock as fast as they could with their feet. Shakira started to grind her body against mine as well.


"Cum on my feet Kash!" Shakira moaned in a very seductive tone. "I want to feel your hot man juice on my feet." She moaned as she rubbed my chest with one hand. I closed my eyes and gave in to them.


"Fuck!" I moaned as I felt my cum push up my shaft. Shakira took her foot off my cock and pressed it against my groin. Her foot on it's side. Beyoncé quickly sandwiched my cock in between both of her feet and pumped my cock hard, pressing the head against the sole of Shakira's foot as I came. Beyoncé kept up with my loads, working her feet up my shaft every time I shot a load and then back down. I started to breath hard as my orgasm subsided.


Beyoncé still had my cock in place with her feet. She sat up and leaned her head forward, opening her mouth taking my large cock head into her mouth, still keeping my cock in place with her feet not using her hands. She started to work her lips up and down my shaft, sucking off any excess cum. She went down until her lips touched her toes and worked her mouth back up.


Beyoncé moved her legs and positioned herself so she was on all fours. She leaned her head forward and started to kiss the top of Shakira's foot.


"Yeah! Suck that cum of my foot!" Shakira said in her heavy accent. Beyoncé smiled, keeping her eyes locked on to mine as she licked the sole of Shakira's foot. Starting at my groin, licking along the sole of Shakira's foot, going from her big toe up to her little toe. Beyoncé sucked the last two toes, taking my cum into her mouth. She hadn't swallowed yet.


"You got all of it?" Shakira asked. Beyoncé shook her head and gave the sole of Shakira's foot a couple of licks and started to crawl up my body, while she was on all fours. She moved over on top of Shakira and moved up her body until they were face to face. Shakira pouted, opening her mouth and Beyoncé opened her mouth slowly and let my cum flow out into Shakira's. She didn't let all of it out and closed her mouth. Beyoncé looked at me and swallowed. She smiled at me once she did this.


I looked at Shakira and watched her swallow my cum. She had some cum that spilled out onto her chin when Beyoncé was giving her some cum. Beyoncé noticed this and started to lick Shakira's chin, sucking her chin before they locked into a deep kiss. I could feel my cock stir. It was at it's full length but it wasn't hard.


"I wanna taste you." Shakira said to Beyoncé once they broke their kiss. Beyoncé smiled and turned around, they were now in the 69 position. Shakira started to lick Beyoncé's pussy, pushing her tongue in. I looked down to see what Beyoncé was doing and I couldn’t see, her hair was in the way, but she was making motions that she was going down on her.


The two fingered and tongued each other and I stroked my cock while I watched, getting myself hard again. I watched Shakira eat out Beyoncé and I joined in a little, licking Beyoncé's pussy. Shakira was first to cum out of the two, she seemed like she could orgasm quicker than Beyoncé.


I was still lying beside Shakira, my head beside hers and once Beyoncé made Shakira cum, she started to suck my cock, getting me back to being fully hard with her lips. Once I felt like I was hard enough I took position behind Beyoncé to fuck her doggy style. Shakira stopped sucking Beyoncé's pussy and moved her head back as I pushed my cock into her pussy.


I thrust forward gently, making sure that I didn't touch Shakira as they were still in the 69 position. I could feel Shakira's breath against my balls and when I thrust forward, I could feel her breath against my ass. Shakira put her hands on my ass and stopped me. She opened her mouth and lifted her head, taking my balls into her mouth.


I started to thrust into Beyoncé again going as fast as I could this time, not worrying about cumming too quickly, while Shakira sucked my balls. Beyoncé’s moans was starting to turn into loud screams as I went as fast as I could. Shakira took her mouth off my balls when I went too fast. She shuffled down and started to flick her tongue against Beyoncé's clit, teasing her. Giving her enough to excite her but not enough to get her off and I think that made Beyoncé get turned on even more.


With a combination of my cock drilling into her tight cunt and Shakira tonguing her clit, Beyoncé’s pussy started to quiver around my shaft. I could feel that her orgasm was fast approaching.


"You cumming Bee?" Shakira asked.


"Yeah! I'm cumming! I'm..." Beyoncé moaned.


"Quick! Take it out!" Shakira told me. So I quickly pulled out. As soon as I pulled out, Beyoncé came. She squirted a little into  Shakira open mouth. Shakira swallowed her cum. I bent over forward, licking Beyoncé's cunt, getting a taste of her womanhood. Beyoncé rolled over on to her back. Shakira got up onto her knees.


"You’re rock hard again!" Shakira said looking a little surprised.


"You sound surprised." I said.


"Off course he's gonna be hard!" Beyoncé laughed. "We're hot!" She joked and laughed, even though it was true. Shakira faced Beyoncé and playfully pushed her. She had her back turned to me, giving me a great view of her ass.


"You have an incredible ass." I commented. Shakira looked back, shaking her ass.


"You want to fuck it?" She asked.


"You mean anal sex?" I asked making sure I heard right. Shakira nodded her head. "Yes!" I replied. Beyoncé laughed.


"Of course he wants booty sex with us. Every guy does." Beyoncé was 100% right. Every guy must've fantasized about fucking them up the ass whenever they fantasized about either of the two. Shakira got on to all fours in front of me, arching her back, sticking her ass right out.


"Don't you want to use any kind of lubrication?" I asked.


"No. Unless you want to. My ass hole is kinda sweaty from all the sex." Shakira said. I looked down at my cock and it was still wet from a mixture of my cum and saliva. I'm pretty sure it was Beyoncé's saliva. I took position behind Shakira and pushed my cock in between her butt crack.


"Ahhhh!" Shakira moaned as the tip of my cock pressed against her ass hole. "Put it in me!" She moaned pressing her head down onto the bed, pushing her ass out some more. I pushed my cock forward and her ass hole widened, adjusting to my girth straight away.


"Fuck me hard!" Shakira said looking back at me. I started to give her hard thrusts, pulling back, slowly, letting her feel my cock and thrusting forward hard and fast. "Ummmm!" Shakira moaned every time I thrust forward.


Beyoncé got on all fours and crawled over to Shakira, face to face. Beyoncé leaned forward and Shakira’s head jerked forward and kissed Beyoncé. They started to tongue kiss each other. Beyoncé broke the kiss and got up to her knees, pushing Shakira's face on to her pussy. Shakira started to tongue her pussy while Beyoncé kept her eyes on mine while I carried on with the hard thrust's into Shakira's ass.


"You want me to taste her ass?" Beyoncé asked me.


"I want you to taste my ass." Shakira said looking up at her. Beyoncé gave a little chuckle as she got up and stood over Shakira's back, squatting down on her back. She leaned forward kissing my chest, lowering her mouth to my crotch. I pulled out of Shakira's ass and Beyoncé moaned loud as she put her mouth over my cock head. Looking like she was savouring the taste of Shakira's ass on my cock.


Beyoncé started to work lips up and down my shaft a couple of times and then took my cock out. She held my cock and forced the head into Shakira's ass. I started to fuck Shakira's ass as fast as I could, causing her to scream in pleasure.


I went too fast and my cock slipped out and Beyoncé leaned forward quickly, wrapping her lips around my cock sucking as fast as she could before she put my cock back into Shakira's ass.


"Yeah! Fuck that booty!" Beyoncé said licking her lips. I started thrusting in and out of Shakira's ass as fast as I could again. Beyoncé leaned forward, her chin resting on the top of Shakira's butt cheeks, sticking her tongue out, placing it on the top of my cock so that every time I thrust in and out of Shakira's ass I could feel her tongue as well.


My cock slipped out of Shakira's ass again and Beyoncé started to lick Shakira's butt crack.


"That looks soo good!" Beyoncé said looking at my cock. She reached forward and started to stroke it. "I want to feel it in my booty. Can you please fuck my booty?" She asked looking up at me innocently while she still stroked my cock.


"Yeah!" I said. Beyoncé gave a little excited yelp and went on all fours beside Shakira.


"Do you want me to taste my ass?" Shakira asked looking back.


"Yes!" I replied. So many questions flying around now and all I had to say to them was yes. Shakira turned around and took my cock head into her mouth.


"Mmmm!" She moaned as she sucked my cock hard. I felt some pre-cum ooze out. "Mmm!" She moaned looking up at me, trying to laugh with my cock in her mouth. She swallowed my pre-cum and started to bob her head up and down.


"It's my turn now!" Beyoncé whined. "You're hogging the cock."


"Sorry!" Shakira said taking her mouth off my cock. "It's just so big, I can't help myself." Beyoncé gave a annoyed, yet friendly smile at Shakira.


I took position behind Beyoncé and pressed my cock head into her ass hole, slowly pushing forward, working my cock in and out, getting more in each time I pushed forward.


"Hold on." Shakira said, from behind me. She lay on her back, her head in between both mine and Beyoncé's legs. She shuffled up getting her head in between Beyoncé's legs. I had to reposition my legs so that my knees were in between her arms and body, one knee on either side. Beyoncé spread her legs wide to make space for Shakira, her body low enough now for her pussy to rest on Shakira's mouth.


Shakira stared to eat out Beyoncé's pussy while I started to build up pace with every thrust as I fucked Beyoncé's ass. I was a little weary of going too fast, in case a part of me smacked into Shakira's face. So I only thrust half my length into her tight ass hole.


I pulled out of Beyoncé's ass and without saying a word, I held my cock and pushed it down towards Shakira's mouth. She opened her mouth instantly and I started to thrust in and out of Shakira's mouth, working my cock to the back of her throat.


I pulled out of Shakira's mouth, my cock now really wet from her saliva, thrusting deep into Beyoncé's rear in one fast, hard thrust. My wet cock gliding in swiftly. I started to thrust fast and hard into Beyoncé's butt, not giving Shakira a chance to start tonguing Beyoncé's pussy.


I could feel Shakira's head moving to the side. I looked down and every time I pulled back, I could see Shakira kissing Beyoncé’s inner thighs. Shakira starting to shuffle up the bed, going face to face with Beyoncé. They started to kiss instantly. I could feel Shakira's soft calves in between my calves and Beyoncé's toned calves on the other side of my calves.


I pulled out of Beyoncé and stayed there on my knees watching the two beauties making out, grinding their hips against each other, rubbing their pussy against the other's. Beyoncé let her body drop, putting her weight on top of Shakira's. They wrapped their arms around each other and Shakira turned Beyoncé over so that she was on top of Beyoncé.


I pushed Shakira's ass up and she positioned herself so that she was on all fours on top of Beyoncé. Beyoncé spread her legs apart making space for me in between them. I was on my knees and I pushed my cock head into Shakira's ass hole. I felt like I could go on forever, thrusting into Shakira's ass as fast as I could instantly. Shakira was moaning slightly, but she had her lips locked on Beyoncé's.


I carried on going and then stopped, pulled out of Shakira. I held my cock in my hand, I was thinking of fucking Beyoncé's pussy again, but thought that she might not like a cock in her pussy after it's been up another woman's ass, so I pushed my cock head down into her butt crack and thrust forward once I felt her tight ass hole.


"Oh God!" Beyoncé moaned, breaking her kiss with Shakira and arching her back, pushing her chest out against Shakira's. I carried on pumping my cock in and out of Beyoncé's ass for a couple of minutes and then I switched back to Shakira's ass. I continued to do this, switching back and fourth between the two. They were both as tight as the other, using their muscles very well to tightly grip my cock.


I pushed my cock into Beyoncé's ass and continued to fuck her as I started to feel my orgasm start to build up. I continued to drill into her hard, trying to cum, but my second orgasm was taking a lot longer, just like I expected. So I pulled out of her ass and pushed my member into Shakira's ass and continued to go as fast as I could. I could feel my cock was about to erupt.


"I'm cumming!" I yelled as I thrust deep into Shakira‘s tanned ass, my first load shooting deep into her pooper. I quickly pulled out making my cock as tense as possible as I quickly thrust into Beyoncé's milk chocolate ass, shooting my second load deep into her bowels. I quickly pulled out again, holding my cock aiming my loads onto Shakira's thick, round butt cheeks. Trying to get an even amount of cum on both cheeks. It looked like I sprayed out more cum this time than the first time I came.


My cum started to ooze down on to Beyoncé's pussy. Shakira spun around so her and Beyoncé were once again in the 69 position. Shakira held my cock and pushed it into Beyoncé’s dark pussy. Shakira started to lick up my cum from the top of Beyoncé's cunt while I gave her a couple of thrusts and pulled out. Shakira worked her lips up and down my cock a couple of times.


I went around to Shakira's ass to see Beyoncé kissing Shakira's ass. She had my cum all over her lips. She started to lick Shakira's round ass cheeks, gathering my cum to one spot before sucking it into her mouth.


Shakira got up onto her knees, turned around, Beyoncé got up to her knees as well and they start to kiss. Beyoncé hadn't swallowed my cum yet and I could see my cum flowing out the side of their mouths, down their chin and onto their tits. Shakira broke the kiss and they started to lick my cum off each other's chin's, tilting their heads to the side.


Shakira moved down and started to suck my cum off Beyoncé's chest and tits. Licking her way back up to Beyoncé's mouth and Beyoncé worked her lips down to Shakira's tits, licking my cum of them.


"Fuck!" I said. "That was hot!"


"You think that's hot?" Shakira said. "Check this out. Lie down Bee." Beyoncé lay down on her back and Shakira straddled her face. Shakira looked back at me. "You ready?" She asked her ass about a foot on top of Beyoncé's ass. I nodded, not having a clue as to what she was gonna do.


Beyoncé opened her mouth her tongue spread out and Shakira's sphincter started to widen and I could see my cum. My cum oozed out of her ass and into Beyoncé's open mouth. Some of the cum went onto Beyoncé's tongue, but there wasn't a lot as I only shot one load into her ass.


"Mmm!" Beyoncé moaned closing her mouth and swallowing. She looked at me and laughed.


"My turn!" Shakira said laying down on the bed. Beyoncé straddled her face and I watched closely as Beyoncé strained hard as my cum slowly treacled out of her dark ass hole and into Shakira's open mouth. Shakira swallowed instantly. Shakira lifted her head and started to lick Beyoncé's ass hole, pushing her tongue in, licking out Beyoncé's ass hole.


"All clean!" Shakira said kissing Beyoncé's black butt cheek. I lay down on the bed on one side. "Move over." Shakira said pushing me on to the middle of the bed. Beyoncé and Shakira lay down on either side of me, me in the middle. They both hugged me.


"That was awesome!" Beyoncé said.


"We should do it again in the morning!" Shakira said. I said nothing, I just lay there looking at the ceiling, thinking about tomorrow morning. I looked at either side, looking at their beautiful faces as they drifted off to sleep.
Day 2


I came in the next day an hour early. Hoping to maybe catch up with Shakira and talk to her some more. I bought bagels and cream cheese so I could say I bought her breakfast. I knocked on her trailer door. There was no answer. I looked at what I was wearing and wondered if I should've worn something different. I was in black jeans and a shirt that was a dark, dull shade of purple.


I knocked again and no answer. I should've just left, but for some reason, I decided to go in. I opened the door, it wasn't locked so that meant she had to be in and I was breaking in. I looked around and couldn't see her any where. I looked into the bedroom and the bed looked untouched.


"Shakira?" I called out looking into the bedroom. Maybe she was in the shower? "Shakira?" I called out again, maybe she didn't hear me cause of the water. But I didn't hear the sound of running water, so I called her name out again.


"Kash?" I heard a voice with a heavy Latin accent call out from behind me. There was no mistaking that voice. I knew it was Shakira. I turned around to see that she was in the same clothes as last night. Dark blue jeans, red top and a white head band.


"Hey!" Shakira said hugging me with one arm. "What are you doing here?"


"I bought you breakfast. Unless you've already eaten."


"No. I haven't." She smiled. "I'm really hungry." There was a kitchen counter with stools on one side. Shakira sat on a stool while I was on the other side, looking through the drawers for a knife.


"What did you bring?" Shakira asked.


"Bagels." I replied, as I found a knife.


"I've heard of these but never eaten them." Shakira said.


"Then you're in for a treat." I said pulling out two saucers, cutting the bagel in half, like how you do with buns for your burger.


"Why are you cutting it?" She asked.


"It's too big to eat by yourself and so I can..." I said pulling out the cream cheese.


"Oh my God!" Shakira said.


"...Do this." I finished my sentence as I used the same knife I use to cut the bagel to spread the cream cheese on to the bagels. I handed her one on a saucer.


"I'm gonna get so fat hanging out with you!" Shakira laughed.


"I eat like this every day and I'm fine." I said starting to eat my half.


"Let's see!" Shakira said standing up and leaning forward. She lifted my shirt up and patted my stomach with her other hand. It wasn't ripped, but it had some tone. "How much do you work out?" She asked.


"Not much." I replied. "I jog in the morning and do some sit ups and press ups before I go to sleep."


"That's very impressive." She said taking a bite of the bagel. "Mmm! This is so good!" She said taking another quick bite. I smiled and watched her eat. There was something about her that was different that I couldn't quite put my finger on. Once we finished, she started to head over to the two seater couch.


"I'm so tired and my feet hurt.” She complained. "Can you massage them for me?" She asked.


"OK." I said making my way to the couch. Shakira lifted her legs up and let me sit on the couch and then placed her feet on my lap. I took her shoes off and started to massage the balls under her toes.


"That feels good!" Shakira moaned, closing her eyes as I continued to massage her feet. I continued to massage her feet for the next couple of minutes until there was a knock on the door.


"Hair and make up." The voice said, as they came into the trailer. I got up and Shakira slowly got up to her feet.


"I'll see you later." Shakira said, giving me a hug and a kiss on the cheek.


"OK." I said. "I'll see you soon."


"Don't forget your bagels." Shakira said.


"You can have them." I said.


"No!" She replied. "Or I will turn fat." She joked.


"Temptations." I said taking the paper bag. "See you soon." I exiting the trailer. Shooting was due to start in about half an hour. I wondered around the outside, where the trailers were. I heard a door open and looked in the direction to see Beyoncé come out of a trailer. She was a vision of beauty. She was in a red, silk looking robe. She stretched her arms out and yawned.


"Hey!" She said looking over to me. She wasn't even ready, shooting was going to be delayed big time. She had the first scene of the day. I waved at her not saying anything. Not that any words would've come out if I tried.


"You're the camera guy aren't you? Shakira was telling me about you earlier." Beyoncé said. I didn't know what to say to her.


"Bagel?" I offered lifting the paper bag.


"That would be great!" She said walking back into her trailer. I looked around and followed her, closing the door behind me. The set up of her trailer was similar to Shakira's. Beyoncé was on the couch. I looked around the drawers for a knife and finding it, cutting the bagel and spreading cream cheese on. I handed her a saucer with both halves of the bagel.


"Thanks." She said taking the saucer. "Here!" She handed me one of the halves. "You have one." I took it from her and sat down beside her. "This is just what I needed." She said.


I looked at her while she ate, noticing that she had a black head band on her head. That's when I realised what was strange about Shakira earlier. She was wearing a white head band. If I remembered correctly, last night, Beyoncé was wearing a white one and Shakira was wearing a black one and now, Beyoncé was wearing a black one and Shakira was wearing a white one. Shakira had the same clothes on as last night and Beyoncé said that Shakira was talking about me earlier. Why didn't she say last night? Unless it was earlier this morning. Did Shakira spend the night here? If she did, was it cause she fell asleep or because something else happened? I was gonna go with fell asleep, but I'd like to believe that something more happened between the two. But that still didn't explain how they ended up swapping head bands. It's not like some sports like soccer where they swap shirts.


"Weren't you wearing a white head band last night?" I asked without even thinking.


"I don't know." Beyoncé said sounding tired.


"Rough night?" I asked.


"Didn't get much sleep and my body kinda aches." Why is her body aching? The logical reason would be cause of the shoot, but the perverted side of my mind said it was from spending a night of passion with Shakira.


"I can give you a massage if you want, depending on where it you need it." I offered.


"Really?" She asked with that beautiful smile of hers. "That would be excellent!" She got up and went to the bedroom. I followed her as she lay on the bed. She reached underneath her and undid the robe, turned her back to me, so I couldn't see anything as she took the robe off. She lay on the bed with nothing on except for a pair of black panties. I stood and stared at her incredible ass.


"Are you staring at my booty?" She asked with a serious tone, knowing that I was.


"It's an incredibly, breath taking booty." I replied and she laughed.


"You can look, but not touch." She said as I sat down beside her. "My whole back is a little sore." She said. I took that as my cue to massage her back. I started to massage her and before I could get into it. There was a knock at the door and the person burst into the trailer.


"'Hair and make up." They called out once they were already in. It was a woman's voice. "Oh!" She said as she looked into the bedroom. "I'll give you two a couple of minutes to finish up."


"Come back!" Beyoncé called out. "He's just giving me a massage, there's nothing to finish." She came back into the room and I quickly left the trailer. I was a little embarrassed, but there was nothing to be embarrassed about. I had spent about five minutes feeling up, I mean massaging Beyoncé's back and sides, getting a good view of her ass in just panties. I didn't get to see her tits though, she kept them well hidden.


I think I managed to kill enough time and headed back to the set. We were going to film a scene with curtains and a wind machine first, a solo scene with both girls and finish with the rain scene. Shakira was first out. The last I saw Beyoncé, she was still in a robe. So Shakira and Beyoncé just swapped around.


We shot the scene with the curtains as I called them and the wind machine. Shakira was in a one piece pants and top, all black. The top was like the top half of her dress she was wearing yesterday and she had a silver belt on. We did quite a few takes of her and when we were finished, she came and sat on her chair that she placed next to me.


"You were good." I complimented her.


"Thanks." She replied. "But all I did was just go out there and dance." Beyoncé entered very quickly, which I found to be surprising, considering it looked like she had just strolled out of bed last time I saw her. Beyoncé looked at me and gave a smile and then looked at Shakira and waved.


"What was that about?" Shakira asked.


"Nothing." I replied.


"Didn't look like nothing." Shakira said.


"I gave her a bagel."


"I would love a bagel right now." Shakira said. "Look what you did!" She said playfully pushing my thigh. "Trying to turn me fat!" She seemed very concerned with her appearance. Shakira went off to do a wardrobe change and came back ten minutes later. There wasn't any need for hair and make up, as this was the rain scene. Once Beyoncé was don, she went and quickly got changed. They were both in long black dresses.


The scene was incredible. They were both wet shaking their tits and asses. They looked so beautiful together. I'm pretty sure that all the male members of the crew were probably just like me, supporting a hard-on. We made them do the scene again and again for our own pleasure and by the end, both Beyoncé and Shakira’s teeth were clattering.


One of Beyoncé's people put a towel around her, hugging her, trying to warm her up. Shakira, it appeared was here without her people or entourage or whatever you call them. So I got a towel and put it around her and tried to warm her by hugging her.


"I'm so cold!" She said shivering.


"Don't worry. We'll get you back to your trailer and you can get out of these wet clothes and take a hot shower." I said kissing her forehead. I don't know if it was a bad thing I did, but she smiled and pushed her body closer to mine. I walked her to her trailer, we were done for the day so it didn't matter if I left the set.


"There you go." I said. "I'll leave you to it." I said turning around.


"Kash?" She said and I turned around. Shakira took a step forward, standing a couple of inches in front of me. "Thanks." She said kissing me on the lips. I kissed her back, but it was a quick closed mouth kiss. "I'll see you tomorrow." She said walking in to the bedroom, where there was a shower attached to it. I didn't know if she wanted me to follow her, but when I looked into her bedroom, the bathroom door was closed.


I went back into the set and talked with the crew about plans for tomorrow. Once we were done, I started to head out. I passed Shakira's trailer and something made me decide to go in and see her. I knocked on the door twice and decided to go in. I started to lose my nerve as soon as I went in. But I figured she heard me come in, so I called her name out.


"Shakira?" I called out going into the bedroom. I saw the bathroom door open. "I think I left my cell phone here." I lied, giving a reason for why I was here as I knocked on the open bathroom door walking in. To my surprise, the room was empty. Her wet clothes was on the floor but there was no sign in the room that anyone had taken a shower. I looked around the trailer and Shakira was nowhere in sight.


Where could she have gone? And that's when it hit me. The swapped head bands, Shakira in the same clothes in the morning as the night before. Beyoncé not having an answer for the swapped head bands and about talking earlier when it was the morning and Shakira did look a bit jealous when Beyoncé looked over to me yesterday. I know it seemed like I was coming up with reasons for them to be lesbians, but you still couldn't ignore the tiny evidence to back the theory.


Hold on! What would confirm or deny it, would be if I went to Beyoncé's trailer and Shakira was there. I came out of the trailer and everyone had turned in for the night. I went to Beyoncé's trailer and peeked in through the window. And just as I suspected, Shakira was there.


"You know the only reason why we had to do so many takes is cos the guys there wanted to see our body all wet." Beyoncé said.


"And stare at us while we shaked our boobs." Shakira added and Beyoncé laughed. Beyoncé was still in the wet clothes and Shakira was in black sweat pants and a grey sweater. Both of their hair was soaking wet. Maybe there wasn't anything going on and they were just hanging out. Maybe it was just my male fantasy running into overtime. I decided to leave, but decided to take another peek before I did.


"Aren't you cold in those clothes?" Shakira asked.


"Yeah! I was about to take a hot shower but I totally forgot when you came in." Beyoncé replied.


"Here. Let me help you out." Shakira said going over to Beyoncé, pulling her straps down off her shoulders and revealing her tits. She had large, dark, erect nipples. I quickly pulled my cell phone out. I was glad that the guy at the place I bought it talked me into getting this phone. It was a camera phone that had the highest quality video that you could find on a phone and I had just bought a brand new memory card. I did it to save the videos that I had done so I could show it to people at any time, but I guess this was gonna have to take it's place.


I went into the options and set the video time to 60 mins, the highest amount there was on the phone. I held up the phone, aimed at their direction. I zoomed in to get a better view of what they were doing. Beyoncé was now standing there with nothing on.


Shakira lowered her head down to Beyoncé's breast and licked her large erect nipple, taking it into her mouth. Sucking it tenderly.


"I need to take a hot shower." Beyoncé said. She seemed to be fighting it.


"I need to take a hot shower too." Shakira said taking her sweater off, revealing that she had a white T-shirt on underneath. Her sweat pants were tied at the front and she undid it, letting her sweat pants fall to the floor. Shakira stepped out of them, her feet already bare.


"You look so sexy in that T-shirt." Beyoncé said stepping forward kissing Shakira on the lips. Shakira opened her mouth, I couldn't tell which one had their tongue in who's mouth but it looked real hot.


They started to run their hands through each other's wet hair and I noticed Beyoncé's hand go down Shakira's body. Shakira was wearing a very baggy T-shirt that looked like it was probably a guys T-shirt. It's probably from an ex-boyfriend. Beyoncé's hand went up Shakira's T-shirt.


"Oooh!" Shakira moaned, her legs buckling.


"You like that Shaki?" Beyoncé asked. Shaki? Was that a nick name? She never told me to call her Shaki and I've been hanging out with her for the past two days.


"Yeah!" Shakira moaned as Beyoncé’s hand started to go back and fourth. Shakira's T-shirt was covering what was happening, but I assumed that Beyoncé was fingering her.


Beyoncé went down to her knees, pushing the T-shirt up. Shakira pulled the T-shirt up revealing her tits. Her body looked perfectly tanned and flawless. Beyoncé pushed her head forward, licking at Shakira's pussy. I started to feel a hard on coming as I watched Beyoncé bring Shakira to a loud screaming orgasm.


"I want to taste me on you." Shakira said as Beyoncé stood up and kissed her. While they kissed they started to rub each other's bodies. Shakira's hands went down to Beyoncé large booty and squeezed them. Shakira slipped her finger down Beyoncé's butt crack and her finger kept going, indicating that she was working her finger into Beyoncé's ass.


"Let's take it into the shower." Beyoncé smiled at Shakira.


"OK." Shakira smiled kissing Beyoncé on the lips, taking her finger out of Beyoncé's ass. As they made their way to the bedroom, to head to the bedroom's shower, I saw Shakira put the finger that was in Beyoncé's ass into her mouth.


I pressed OK on my cell phone to save and decided to go around to see if I could get a good view of them from the bedroom window.


"Hey Kash!" It was the director of the video. He had a cigarette in his hand.


"Hi." I said, trying to remember his name but, I couldn't. "What's up?" I asked.


"You did well today." He said taking a puff. "You're gonna do well, you have good chemistry with the stars. I saw you chatting up Shakira." He started to walk while he talked. I looked back at the trailer and followed him grudgingly. "I would fuck her in a heart beat." He said. "And that ass! What I would do to that ass!"


"Beyoncé's got a great ass too." I said.


"Hmm!" He nodded his head in agreement while he took a puff. "Tomorrow's gonna be brilliant. We’ll get to see some more tits and ass. Come! Have a beer with me. I'm buying." He said. There was no way out of this. I had to go to keep on his good side. If I turned him down, things could get sour.

Job Interviews

Sultrybuxombbw on Lesbian Stories

I was 18 and finally graduated and took a little time off. I was still living with Aunt Claire and Uncle Jack but he was away on business a lot so it was mainly just she and I most of the time at the house unless we invited friends over and that happened about once every two weeks at least.

I decided that I needed a job for a while so that I had some extra money when college began. This was the first time I began and so, at the age of 18 I was job hunting. There was an add in the paper that Aunt Claire saw one day and she said I should give it a try. It was an office respetionist and it was for a small company in the Mobile and since we lived in Bay Minette it was not really that far away. I called for an appointment and was given one for 11 th

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e next day. Claire and I went shopping for an outfit for he interview. We found a nice kind of black business type suit. A black skirt and white blouse and black jacket with medium heels. I hate high ones, they really have always killed my legs. I wore a white "factory strength" bra and some panties that were not thongs. I got everything on the next morning and she looked me over and said, "Hun, there is now way to hide that lovely chest of yours but do your best to impress them." She kissed me and I was out the door.

The ride was nice and I got there in time to find a good parking place in the small parking lot that was shared with a lounge next door. "Great lunch times" I thought to myself. I walked in and a woman in the receptionists office took my name and asked me to have a seat. I had given her my application after about 15 min of filling it out and so I waited. She kept looking at me and smiling. After a half hour a woman came in, tall, and very nicely built. She must have been 5'10" without her heels that put her well over 6 feet. She stopped and took messages and the receptionist gave her my application. She stood there and glanced through it and said, "Good to meet you Teresa, come one back if you will please. Just let me get settled and I will be right with you." she said. "I am Helen and I am both the owner and the CEO of everything around here." she said as she left and I seated in a low sitting chair that she had directed me to across from a huge desk with the usual office stuff on it. There was a strange sculpture on it made of a deep red wood that was difficult to see what it was but it attracted my attention right away.

I was looking towards it and Helen came in and walked over to me and leaned down to shake my hand as I began to get up she said, "That is okay, don't bother, you are fine right there." She walked around her desk and said, "I have got to get these shoes off." and as she did she gave a sigh of relief. "Now, I see you have word processing and spreadsheet experience and you are comfortable around people and can do a lot of the regular office work, is that right?" "Yes Mame," I began and she said, "Oh, please call me Helen, I am very informal." "Okay Helen, yes, I am good at all those things and I am very comfortable meeting people." I said. She got up and came around the desk and leaned against it and crossed her arms. "Well, Teresa, I must be honest with you, the young lady at the desk has just been hired." she said and looked at me.

She looked at me and said, "Teresa, do you like to travel?" "Well, yes, I do." I told her. "How about staying extended weeks out on trips and some out of country? Can you get a passport?" she asked me. "Yes, I love to travel and out of country is not a problem, I am sure I can get a passport." I told her. She slipped off her business jacket and draped it over the back of her chair. "Stand up Dear." she said and I did just that, even with the problem of having sank into the deep chair. She watched me closley. "Walk up and down some for me." she said and I did and asked her, "Am I going to be a model?" and I laughed. She laughed too, "Well, no, not a model but maybe a traveling companion, you know a "girl friday" sort of thing. Would you mind a job like that for at least a year?" she said. I was still walking back and forth and she said to stop and take off the jacket. I did and one of the button came off as I did and landed on the floor. It was the one that is in the middle of the blouse and so the bra was now exposed. "Opps," I said and now turned red. "Things like that happen to me all time especially at the worst time." I said. "Well, I think it was at a very good time." she said smiling and walked to the love seat type couch next to the chair. "Can you give shoulder and back rubs?" she said turning mher back towards me as she sat down. "Yes, I think I am very good at that, My Aunt Claire taught me how." She offered me her back and I began massaging her shoulders that were very strong. Her head leaned forward and she said, moving her hair, "Do the neck." and so I did. "Oh yes, that is nice, very nice." she said.

"Well, at least I see you do not mind close contact." she said after a half hour of massaging. My foreames were tight from the massaging and she saw that and took one at a time and was massaging them all the time talking and looking at my eyes. My hair was mid back length at that time and she said, "do you mind if I do your shoulders and let your hair down?" "No, not if this is part of the interview" I laughed. "It is dear, and the next hour will tell if you get the job of not." She went behind me and her hands undid my hair and it dropped down, "Oh very nice Dear." she said and her face was near my neck. She was rubbing my shoulders and her hands managed to get around to move the collar off my neck and my top button came undone and then the next one leaving my blouse open to below my bra with the button that had come off. "Now the next part is very important" she said. "Okay" I was barely able to get out since my body had already given up. She kissed my neck below the ear and then around the back to the other ear and then back around making my body warm all over. Then she circled my ear with her tongue and it slipped inside making me instantly wet. "How was that?" she asked me. "Oh, that was wonderful." I moaned. "How old are you dear?" she said. "18" I said. "Will you sign a consent form for me dear?" she asked me. "Yes." I said. "Don't you want to know what is expected?" she said. "I don't care, I will do anything that the job takes." I said and she suddenly moved to take my blouse out of the skirt. I stood up and said, "Wait, let me." and I faced her. Slowly I took off the blouse and reached behind and undid my bra. She stood licking her lips and I slowly let the bra fall away. "Oh my god, how can you be 18?" she said and I walked up to her. "who cares," I said, "What else does the job require?" I said and slipped off my skirt and undies. I leaned against the desk and now saw the sculpture, it was two women entwined making love. I picked it up and carressed it and said, "Now this looks nice." and sat it down and walked to her.

"Does the boss stay dressed when she has her employee all naked and wet?" With my weight gain in my last year of high school I was a 40EE now and had just the right curve on my hips. I was shaved nicely and clean and she stood there looking at me. "Well," I said and walked to her and undid her blouse and she had nice 38DD breasts and as I undressed her she had lovely hips and red hair between her legs just closley trimmed. Her hands were on my shoulders pushing me into her chest and I sucked her nipples slowly and made mer moan. "Oh yes, you have the job Dear." she said. "Good, sit down." I said and she sat on the couch and laid back. I sat next to her and kissed her deep and long like Aunt Claire loved to do. She was moaning and moving her body against mine as I slowly kissed her nipples and then to her tummy. She had a nice tatoo of two women again intertwined in a 69 making love. "I love this." I said, "Will my benefits pay for one for me?" I moaned and she said "It will be no problem at all."

She moved her legs apart and I kissed the insides and went to her pussy lips and gave them little bites, "Oh, you have done this before." she said. "Yes, lots of times." i said and she laid back her legs on my shoulders. I licked her slowly the faster as my fingers slipped inside her. She moved against my faceand moaned and began calling my name. "Oh yes, Teresa, this is nice, of we will enjoy some good times together Dear." Suddenly she exploded and her orgasm shook her body and she laid back limp. "Oh my god, that was fabulous." she was saying kissing me as she held me to her. She reached for the intercom and told the girl out front. "Karla, close the door and lock up and come into the office.' she said. She did just that and she opened the door to see us kissing naked on the couch. "Oh my god," she said and almost fainted. "Oh my god, I can't watch this, I have to go." she said and was going out the door and Helen said, "If you leave you will not ever work around here." she said firmly. "But I need the job, please Helen, please." she said almost crying now. Karla is 17 and she is really cute don't you think Teresa?" she said smiling and touching me inside my legs slowly working up to my pussy and as my legs spread she slipped in her fingers until three were in me and I was spreading them and moaning that I thought Karla was cute.

"Come here Karla," she said and she walked over to us shaking. She got me up and she stood in front of her and me at her side. "Don't you like the female body?" she said. "I know you don't like men, they have that 'thing' that hangs down." she said almost spitting the words out. She laned to me and told me to begin seducing her as she watched. I touched her face and she moved. "Now Karla, just give in to what you know you want to do anyway." She stood there and I kissed her and there was no response at all. Her lips were hard and closed. "Oh well, there is another way to do this, undress her Teresa." and I began taking off her clothes as she stood there doing nothing. We walked to another room that was a bedroom behind the office. Helen turned back the sheets and told Karla to lay down in the middle. I got on one side and she on the other. "Now Karla, we are here until you give in Dear, until you begin to enjoy it, understand.?" she said. "Please don't, please?" she said crying now. Now Helen said, "Teresa, if you really want this job, you will help me convince her now matter how long it takes, she is going to give in." she said. I began kissing her breasts that were about a 34B or so and making sure to tease them and they were responding even if her mind was not. Helen was kissing her too and playing with her ody if I was not there then Helen was. After about an hour she had relaxed and Helen had her legs moving apart. "I think Teresa needs to eat you Hunny." she saidand I moved to her legs and got them apart and over my shoudlers and began licking up till I got to her pussy that was not trimed but there was very little there excpet a nice pink pair of lips that were moist. I licked them and spearated them until my tongue slipped inside and Karla moaned, "Oh please no, no I don't want to be a lesbian, please." she was moaning. "Oh but you are my Dear, just like your mother is, and so are you." Helen said and she kised her deep and Karla gave in and kissed her back and wrapped her arms around her and kissed her.

Her legs came apart and she was humping against my face suddenly and after a little while she hada sweet orgasm and laid there kissing Helen and then me. Helen walked to her desk and came back with a strap on and gave it to me, "Here Teresa, she is yours, she is virgin and she is going to give that to you." she said and stood back. I put it on and laid back down thing how strange a young woman with 40EE tits looked with a dildo on. She reached out her arms to me and I laid between her legs, "Oh yes, please fuck me Tersa." she said and she put it at the openeing of her soaking wet pussy. I managed to get some in and she cried in pain, "Oh it hurts, but I want to do it." she said looking into my eyes. "Do ahead." she told me and moved her legs apart and she told me, "Do it fast." and so I plunged into her pussy as she cried out and then began humping against the dildo. "Oh yes, oh, that was good, of yes." and she had an orgasm. I moved from her slowly and there was blood coming out of her pussy onto the bed. The dildo had blood on it too. She stood up and put her arms out to Helen. Helen came to her and they kissed deep. "Thank you so much Mommy." she said and I almost fell over. "Mommy? She is your Mom?" I said. "Yes, she is my daughter and has come to live with me since her Father died. "And now she is really part of the family." she said.

We all dressed and Karla had to have a pad on for her bleeding but she was happy. "Be here tomorrow at 8 sharp." she told me. "and have all the paperwork for the passport and we will get  that tatoo." she said.

I got home and came in beaming, no bra and my jacket off. "Guess what, I got the job." I said to Claire. "I bet that is not all, come to bed and tell me all about it."

Love

Teresa

Dominated in the school bathroom

stromo on Lesbian Stories

It was a very normal day in Fremont High School. Everything was going as usual like most days. Same old boring classes, and same old boring teachers.

Ring, 4th period. The worse period of all. The teacher was Mrs.Anni, the oldest, ugliest, smelliest, and bitchiest teachers of all. Dominique figured when going to her class she'll go the bathroom so he didn't have to deal with her. 5 minutes into the period he asked, and was allowed.

In the bathroom Dominique simply stared at herself. She loved her body and didn't want anyone elses. Shes 16, 5,2, has nice long but not too long light brown hair, B+ tits and a nice tight ass that fits her body perfectly. She never liked girls, in fact she was disgusted at the thought of kissing another girl. Although it was always in the bak of her mind
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to try it out, she didn't want to. She did kiss about 4 boys before. A couple of more minutes in the bathroom, texting and making weird noises, she heard a noise that wasn't her. It was coming from a stall in the back. She suddenly felt embarrased, thinking the girl heard her and would tell the entire school. She heard this noise again, and she thought it was a moan but couldn't tell. She decided to look through the stall hole, and saw the hottest girl in the school, Ashley, fingering herself. Ashley was 5,5, she had C tits and a great round ass with long black hair. She was beautiful. She was probably the most popular girl in the school but she simply was a bitch to every girl. Especially unpopular girls. Dominique was popular but according to Ashley's standards, she wasn't. They had a ton of word fights before and a couple near catfights. But, Dominique put that aside when she saw Ashley fingering herself. She suddenly felt horny and had lust, all for a girl she hated. After about 15 seconds she started to gently rub her pussy through her jeans, and moaned the slightest bit. Ashley heard, and looked out the stall. She saw the girl she hated the most, masturbating and staring at her masturbating. But, Ashley always wanted Dominique, she felt she was a submissive girl, which she is, and thats perfect for the dominant Ashley. Not only that but Dominique was hot too.

Dominique didn't realize it, but Ashley threw open the stall door and threw Dominique in the stall. Dominique thought she was gonna get her ass kicked, especially when Ashley smacked her, but then Ashley said "Take off everything. Hurry the fuck up." Dominique did a told. Ashley knew she had Dominique, especially with cum drippng down Dominiques legs. Ashley grabbed Dominiques face, and said "Im your master now bitch. Got it?" Dominique nodded, trying to hold in her smile. Ashley took the thong still on her feet, took it up and said "Open wide" to Dominique. Dominique did, and then Ashley shoved the thong into her mouth. Dominique loved it, and licked the area where Ashleys pussy rested on so much. After 5 minutes, Ashley took the thong out. She said "Sit down on the floor and put the back of your head to the stall wall." Dominique did, expecting pussy to come down to her mouth. Instead, Ashley bent a little bit and shoved her great ass in Dominiques face. Dominique immediatley started licking her asshole. She loved this, she never thought of it though. She loved the asshole taste, and loved Ashleys ass all over her face. She was being dominated, exactly what her inner desire was, and Ashley was doing what she wanted to. After 10 minutes of asshole and ass licking and kissing, Ashley stood up and went onto the toilet seat. She commanded "get on your knees. Dominique di, expecting Ashley to open up her legs. Instead, Ashley stuck her feet up and said "Suck my toes and feet you dirty bitch." Dominique did as her master said, and pleased Ashley incredibly. Dominique thought feet and ass would be disgusting, especially when she saw mens in pornos. But she loved the softness of girls and cleaness, especially Ashley. Dominique loved girls

After 5 minutes of making love to Ashleys feet, Ashley told her to stop. Dominique did, and Ashley opened up her legs wide. Dominique licked her lips, hoping she wasgetting what she wished of getting. Ashley says "Eat my pussy whore. Make me cum so much, and make sure not a drop of my cum hits the floor." Dominique dove in for Ashleys pussy, and ate it like a fat man would eat cake when hungry. After 10 minutes, 3 orgasms, loads of cum and only Dominique cum on the floor, Ashey told Dominique to stop. There was so much cum on Dominique lips and her cheeks close to her lips, but Dominique loved it. She was dominated by Ashley, and she would've never wanted it to be any differently. Asley told Dominique to lick the cum that dripped from her pussy onto the floor, and Dominique did. Dominique begged if she could have some "milk" and she did. She massaged ad sucking and licked Ashleys breast for about 7 minutes. Then the bell rang, and the greatest 45 minutes ever ended. They both put there clothes back on, and agreed to Ashleys house on Friday night. Her parents were gone until Sunday night, and they were gonna have fun. That will be part 2

Please rate and comment, this is my 1st story.

sarah little problem

will3snider on Transgender Stories

My name is Sarah, I’m now eighteen years old and I have a problem that most people could never dream of.  You see back when I was born.  I came out of my mother with a surprise of my own.  I was born with both sex organs.  I had a dick and a pussy.  Growing up was hard, I did not know what I should be. I was turn on by both girls and boys.

By the time I was in middle school I had breast that were larger then most girls about my age.  So I started to act as a girl.  I had also gained another problem; my developed breast had also started to produce milk.  I was sitting in class one day and out of the blue my shirt was soa

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ked.  I started to keep an extra shirt and bra in my school bag.

My parents took me to the doctors to see if she could help me, but all she did was play with me and make it worst.  When she came in all I had on was the gloom that they gave out. She asked me to remove the gloom.  She looked me over and licked her lips and then asked me what was the problem and I told her. She reaches over and started to touch me all over. She reached up and grabbed one of my breast and moved my nipple around between her finger and thumb, it feel so good but before long my milk was pouring out of me. She just smiles and put her month over nipple and sucked hard. Oh man what a feeling I was getting my tits was being empty and my cock was growing, she moved her other hand down to my dick and squeeze it a little but not enough  to hurt but enough to make it grow some more. She move her hand in an up and down fashion, driving me nuts but no she was not finished with me, she did something I would never forget for as long as I live she moved her face down to my cock and started suck on it, I felt her place a hand on my leg slowly tracing it up to my crotch. I felt her hand brush across my pussy lips and back this time she push them in to me, I could not take it anymore and a came right moan and screaming, and I just blacked out, when I came too I was dressed to go home the doctor told my parent that she could do something for me but I was to choose what sex I want to be.

By the time I was in high school I had a lot of friends. None of them knew of my problem or secret, which was until Jenny moved in down the street. We hit it off really well.  One weekend Jenny called me to ask if I would like to came by and stay with her for the weekend at her house. I asked my mother and she said it was okay, I had been living my life as a normal girl.  I left for her house Friday after school and walked over to her house.  My stomach felt like it was in knots .I slowly lifted my hand to ring the door bell my hand all the while shaking. My mind must have been somewhere else because I did not remember even rang the bell but there in the doorway was Jenny’s mother.  Man was she beautiful, blond hair, blue eyes with the touch of green high lights, breast about the same size as mine. She smiles at me as she turns to call Jenny down from her room. I heard something drop as she came running down the stairs to greet me.  Man I thought my secret was out when I saw her in the dress she was in. It was one of those short cut dresses that barely make it past your ass and low cut in the cleavage area.  My dick hardens in my panties if it was not for the dress I was in.

She grabbed my hand and pulled me up stairs to her room to where I put my things down. I slowly looked around her room; it was no different from mine other then the dolls. She had music porters of her favorite bands. We sat and talked about girl stuff, like periods, breast size you name it, we also talked about school and even sex.  When we got on the sex subject that was it we never came off it. I told her I was still a virgin other then what the doctor did to me, and that I had never even kissed a boy, she looked surprise, but told me that she too was a virgin, but had kissed a boy. We got more in depth with our talk and before long I felt comfortable around her to tell her about my little secret, and how people in town did not know about it.  She asked what it was, I told her no to laugh as I stool up and pulled up my dress up and push down my blue panties so she could see my cock.  It was semi hard from all the sex talking we were doing plus being in the same room as Jenny.  All Jenny did was lick her lips and smile at me.  She asked, If I was born with it, and I said, Ayes.

She asked, if she could touch my cock, and again I said, yes.


She slowly reached over to me and places her hand on my leg not sure if she should go on. I put my hand over her feeling her soft skin again and moved it over onto my Harding dick. I jumped a little from her soft touch, my nipple harden and force some milk out of them and soaked my bra and the top of the dress a little.  She saw this and ,asked what had happen and, I told her, that my tits have milk in them for some reason the doctors can not find out why

She asked, if anyone had ever sucked on them .

I in return let her know what the doctor had done to me. Before I knew what was going on she had my milked soaked dress on the floor, followed by my bra. She moved up in front of me running her handover my breast moving closer to my mouth with her slowly placing her lip to mine. She moved down my neck placing kiss on it. She worked her way down to my left breast, sucking my nipple in to her mouth moving her tongue slowly around my nipple as it harden to the point to where she could nipple with her teeth with just enough pressure to send pleasure ripples to my cock.  My cock came to life with a mind of its own, Jenny notice that I moved a little to make room for my harding dick. Jenny felt it move between us and moved on down to my panties pulling them off to free it. She kissed the head of it, being a little shy about because she never had a cock in her mouth before. I told, her to suck on it like she did my tits, but move her head up and down a little like you were sucking on a popsicle . I was getting wet; my pussy wanted a little time to. Before long I was Cumming and I mean Cumming hard.  I felt as if my whole body lifted from the floor in to the air and again I passed out. When I came to she was laying beside me smiling. She whispered in my ear that she would not tell any one.  I just looked at her and smiled. Well I sleep well that night I her arms not knowing what tomorrow was going to bring me.

The next day we talked in her for a little bit, but she wanted to show me something outside in the woods.  So we took off, out her back door and into the wood we went .We walked for about a half hour before we came upon a creek. I t was the most wonderful place I have very seen.  Ferns growing everywhere.  There was a large oak tree growing over an area of the creek that looked deep, on the other side was a small club house.

She grabs my hand and pulled me along to a point where we could get to the club. She was the first to reach it.  She open the door for me, as I entered the club, it was like entering a whole different world. The wall were painted all kinds of color, there were even ivy vines growing up the walls. I notice that there was some bedding in the floor over on the far left wall.

I felt Jenny moved up behind me. She put her hand on my shoulder and moved it slowly down my back.  I started to get goose bumps all over my body.  She traced the outline of my ass before moving up beside me. I felt weak in the knee. She reaches out and grabs my hand for a second before moving to an area where she started to undress. I did the same not wanting to be left out.

Jenny ran out the door and into the water. I walked out the door and jumped into the water because my tits were weighting heavy and were hurting a little.  When I hit the water my nipple hardens and I had goose bumps everything.  Jenny swam up to me splashing me a little when she saw that I was a little cold she held me close warming me up.  I got used to the water pretty quick.  We were playing around when David showed up.  Before he said anything he saw jenny and mine tits.  We didn’t know what cause him to do what he did he stripped down naked and jumped right in, before Jenny or I knew it he was up behind us slashing us.  Before I though I turned around and push him under and his hand ran over my dick making it grow from his touch. When he surfaced he did not say a word he swam over to the both of us with a smile.

I asked him, AWhat are you smiling about?

He just looked at me; well I would say at least two of us have a hard-on.

AWhat do you mean by that? Jenny question.

AWell I felt a little something on Sarah that I know she should not have, He answer.

I just dropped my head because I knew my secret was out. David just smiled at me lifting my head so our eyes could met and said AIf you got what I think you got I will love you for ever.


AWhat do you mean by that A, Jenny remarked, swimming up behind me grabbing my hand and holding.

AWell how I should put this, well there is only one way I am bisexual, and I felt her cock and I want a taste, David shoot back.

Jenny and I just looked at each other and smiled.  We both knew we were lovers, but having David in on it to be too good to be true for the both of us. I swam to a place to where I could climb out followed by Jenny and David. We all headed for the club house.  I a course was the first one in. As Jenny and David I had a hard on in the worst way. It was even bigger now, and then it ever was.  I look toward David he too had a boner and Jenny just smile knowing she was going to have two cocks to play with.

Jenny laid down first with David moving up between her legs. I moved up to her tits and started to suck on them. Meanwhile David was busy eating Jenny, from what I could see he had his whole mouths covering her pussy.  Every once in a while he would gently bite down on her outer lips. I saw her clit and it was bigger them before in her in her room. He notices her clit to and sucked on it like a small dick moving his head back and forth. She shivered a little when he ran his teeth over her clit. I was sucking pretty hard on her tits. Before long she was moving her hips up to met his mouth. She also had one hand on his head pulling him into her and the other hand was behind my head holding me to her tits.  Her breathing became short and more delayed. Her stomach muscles were tightening up. Her moans were becoming louder. Her eyes just rolled back into her head as she screamed out,@ III aaa mmm CCCUUUUMMMIIINNNGGG .@

David looked up at me his face his face was wet from her flow. I licked up area he could not get with his tongue. We gave Jenny time to come back to earth. Then I lay down on my back, David got between my legs and started off on my pussy licking it. Then he moved up to my cock licking at the base slowly running his tongue up the underside to the head. That was when he put it in his mouth and sucked it all the way to the back of his throat. When he reached the base he slowly pulled back up, sucking on the tip and moved back down. He started to pick up speed. He shocked me when me put a finger in my pussy and my ass and push them in all the way in. I was pinching pretty hard by now shooting milk everywhere. Jenny had moved up to one of my tits and started sucking on it. The pleasure I was feeling was through the roof I could not hold back any longer. I shoot my load deep in his mouth with a groan as my pussy and ass tighten around his fingers and lifting my hip up and pushing my dick deeper into his mouth. Jenny was holding on for dear life. As she nursed on me draining my tits of all its milk. Now it was David turn, so I try to figure out how I was going to do it. I think David had the same idea because he got on all fours. Jenny crawled up under him so she could suck on his dick. As for me I got up behind him and started to work my dick into his ass. He was tight at first, but he knew what he had to do and push out on his ass muscle and I slipped right in up to my balls. Jenny had his dick deep in her mouth, sucking his real hard on from the noises that were being made. Well I gave him a minute to adjust to my dick before I started to move my hips in and out. Before long I was really thrust into him hard and fast. David was meeting me with thrust of his own back into me. I speed up before long my balls tighten up and I came deep into his ass I could feel his ass milking my dick for the last few drops I had left. Now Jenny knew he was close because she got her hand involved into and was sucking his dick pretty hard. Before long he grabbed the covers and shoots a few big loads into her awaiting throat.  We all rested and when for another swim.  We all three met at the club house through out the summer to fuck and suck. Now it’s been a year, Jenny and I are still together. We see David a few times a year because he moved away, but we now have Jill from next door, but that is another story.

Boy Bitch Part III

texan58 on Animal Stories

Boy Bitch Part III

Things went on like this pretty much every day with my sister and me. But, one day she decided that she wasn’t getting her fair share of fucking by Toby. When she confronted me about letting her have more time with Toby, I said that he liked to fuck me more than he did her because my ass was tighter than her pussy or ass, and he got off better with me than he did her.

She got madder than hell when I told her this and stormed out of the room. She came back later, while Toby was fucking the hell out of me. She had three big black football players, that she’d been fucking, with her. When they walked in and caught me getting fucked by Toby, they had a shocked look on their faces. My sister, Peggy, Told them I wa

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s their bitch if they wanted me. They immediately stripped out of their clothes and made Toby get out of my ass.

The biggest black guy told me to suck his dick. It was huge, and I just stared at it. He grabbed me by the head and shoved it all the way down my throat, causing me to gag and almost puke. He kept face fucking me, making me deep throat him every other stroke of his 11” cock. I was pretty much used to deep throating Toby’s cock. So I became accustom quickly to sucking this giant cock, and soon began to enjoy it.

While I was sucking him off, the next guy spread my ass checks and, without lubricating my asshole, drove his cock all the way to the hilt in my ass. I tried to scream with pain, but my mouth was filled with man meat, and all I could do was emit a muffled moan.

Fortunately, my ass was somewhat lubricated from Toby’s sperm, so the pain soon subsided and I began to enjoy the filling I got from this guy’s cock. He long-stroked my ass for a few minutes, before the third guy said he wanted some of my ass pussy. They grabbed me and flipped me on my back. They lifted me up, while the third guy lay on his back, and sat my on his cock. The second guy lifted my legs over his shoulder and shoved his cock in me with the other guy’s. This time I screamed as my asshole was stretched beyond it’s limits.

The first guy stopped my screaming by shoving his big cock back down my throat. They all fucked me until they came in my ass and filled my throat with more cum than Toby had ever shoot into me. But, they were far from finishing with me. They guided Toby back onto me and broke out a camcorder and took films of me getting fucked by my Great Dane, and told me they were going to sell it to a website they subscribed to, if I didn’t let them fuck me whenever they wanted, and bring their friends to pimp[ my ass and give them a show with my dog fucking me.

To be continued……

Natasha the Shemale (FIXED)

anonymous on Bisexual Stories

Sorry about the mis-post. here is the fixed version. Hope you enjoy.



Her skin was a smooth caramel color, soft and unbroken except by the occasional brown spot. Her curvy waist blended seamlessly with her crotch, no tan line of any kind was visible except on close inspection. Her erect penis was a meaty seven inches ending in a red-peach color head, pushing through her cute foreskin. It was fa

Smooth Hard Body

Dario on Bisexual Stories

OHHH, seeing a young boy, naked, about to have sex with an older woman, as her husband teaches him, is a sight to behold.

Stephen, 15 years old, blonde hair, nicely tanned, the body of a yound adonis, standing nude before my wife, his aunt, Dawna. A light sheen of sweat covers his entire body, his cock, hard and twitching, lifting towards his flat muscular belly.  His balls, swollen with cum, covered in a blonde peach fuzz, his thighs strong, his chest heaving, as he breathes hard, while Dawna, his aunt, runs her hands all over his body.

Dawna, in her half bra and thong, her breasts in full view of her neph

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ew, her nipples erect, her flat belly flexing, pulls her sweet nephew closer to her, till her hard nipples touch his chest.  She pulls his head to rest on her shoulder, stroking his perfect back, then caressing his round, hard ass.  His stiff cock is leaking precum on her belly. I reach between them and run my finger through his cum and bring it to my mouth and rub it on my lips.  I take my tongue and lick his wetness, tasting the essence of his juice.  Then I sit back and watch my wife kiss his neck, his cheek and his full lips, opening his mouth with her tongue, forcing her way in deep.  I see his eyes open wide, his arms trembling at his sides, as his aunt kisses him, like she's never kissed him before.

This all started a few months ago when Stephen spent 3 weeks with us during summer vacation.  We took him swimming, admiring his strong, young body in his swim wear.  We took him to ride the roller coaster, his smooth handsome legs, touching mine in close quarters.  We went on a week trip, spending nights in hotels, swimming in the pool, tanning and even relaxing in the sauna, till we were all covered in sweat.  I noticed him stare at Dawna in her skimpy bikini's, seeing his cock swell in his trunks.  She would ask him to rub lotion on her body all the time and while doing this his cock would stiffen, then he would jump in the cold water, till it went soft again.  We loved teasing him!!  In the room, after showering, Dawna would walk around in her bra and a thong, laying on the bed watching tv, while Stephen and I were in our boxers.  He went into the bathroom quite often, to jack off.  Once when I rented an adult movie, he jumped up after the first nude scene, ran to the bathroom and returned a minute later, all flushed. 

Dawna got up, went into the bathroom and called out to me to join her.  I walked in and she pointed to the toilet seat.  I smiled when I saw his cum all over half the seat, so white and creamy, so fucking healthy looking.  Dawna dipped her finger in it, then tasted it.  She smile and dipped her finger back in and brought it to my mouth. I sucked it off her finger and savored the taste.  She then bent over and licked it all off the seat and kissed me, sharing his cum with me.  She then told me to fuck her tonite and to make sure he was awake to watch.

We got back in bed, my cock was hard, tenting my boxers, Stephen noticed and tried not to stare at me.  Dawna came in the room and said she was burned a little from too much sun and asked Stephen if he would rub some alo-vera on her.  He got the bottle and she stood next to his bed and took her bra and thong off, standing there, letting him soak up her nude body.  His cock was so hard that he didn't notice it sticking out of the flap as he watched her lay down, spread her legs and directing him to start on her upper back.  He sat down next to her and she asked him to straddle her butt so he could rub it in deep.  He looked at me and I told him it was ok, we are all family.  So he crawled on top of her ass, his hard cock, naked aginst her ass.  He still didn't realize he was exposed until he felt her warm, soft skin against his cock.  He looked down and moved back quickly, turning bright red.  I laughed and told him it was ok, it was very normal to get hard, with a naked woman under him.   

Dawna then moaned and said his boxers were irritating her burn and to take them off, that she wouldn't look.  He turned even redder, so I went over to the bed and pulled them off him.  Poor kid didn't know what to do.  I then grabbed his waist and moved him up on her ass and told him to continue with the body rub.  His cock was in the crack of her ass and she was moving her ass around, driving him nuts.  All of a sudden he shot his load all over her ass and back.  AHHH, that was so fucking hot.  He took off to the bathroom, closing the door and I dove on her and sucked and licked every warm drop of his cum off her.  This kid shot one hell of a load.  Even her cunt was awash in his cum.  After cleaning her and kissing her, spitting some in her mouth, I went to the door and knocked.  Stephen was embarrassed, but unlocked the door and let me in.  He stood there nude, his cock still hard, saying how sorry he was.  I told him not to worry, that it was ok and that Dawna thought it was cute, that as old as she is, a young man would get hard and cum on her.  I told him to come back in the room and finish what he was doing.  He said he couldn't, that he was still hard.  So I sat down on the seat, pulled him to me and took his hard cock into my mouth.  He went stiff, not knowing what to do and I sucked him off, till he shot his 3rd load in a row.  I swallowed all of it, looked at him and said now you are soft, so go back and finish.  He just looked at me and turned and went back to Dawna and did what he was told. 

When he was done with her back, ass and legs, she turned over and asked him to do her front.  His cock was hard again, his body was covered in sweat, his hair was so wet, it dripped on her tits as he rubbed them with lotion.  She spread her legs, pulled him to her and kissed him.  As he lay on her, I jacked off, shooting my load all over my belly.  Seeing this, Dawna grabbed his hard cock, guided it to her cunt and told him to push into her.  He did as he was told, as if in a daze.  Once he was buried in her, Dawna grabbed his ass and began fucking him, telling him to move his cock in and out of her, faster harder, then he came again, this time deep in her cunt.  He lay on top her, spent, covered in sweat, panting, his cock still deep in her.  Dawna rolled him over onto his back, then began kissing and licking his body.  I joined her and for the next hour we licked and sucked every inch of his delicious body.  We sucked his cock together, his balls and even licked his tasty ass.  His cock was pretty damn thick and long for his age, about 6 inches.  He was cut and heavily veined.

He's still dazed, so we walked him to the shower and all got in and washed each other, his cock still rock hard.  We dry him off, then Dawna dresses in her sexy half bra and thong and we tell him we are going to teach him how to make love to a woman and how to suck cunt and cock.  He nods his head, so off we go, back to the bedroom.

As Dawna kisses him, her tongue jammed in his mouth, I reach over and grab his arms and place them around her waist.  Then I move his hands all over her back and her ass until he gets the hang of it.  Stephen's beginning to kiss his aunt back, I see his tongue in her mouth, swapping spit, his cock grinding into her belly, his hands grabbing her ass hard, pulling her closer.  I tell him to suck her tits, lick them, take her nipples in his mouth and gently bite them.  He does it and does it well.  Dawna's nipples are very sensitive and she cums hard after a few minutes of his suckling them.  I then tell him to lick and nip his way down her belly, to cover her belly in spit.  He does this well.  Then I have Dawna lay down with her legs spread.  I have him watch me eat her cunt, showing him the correct way to eat her.  He see's me spitting on her cunt, licking the spit, smearing it around her clit, softly sucking her clit.  She cums over and over as I eat her, her watching his eyes, her 15 year old nephew, seeing her naked, ready to eat her cunt.  I move over and let him in, his body tight against mine, as he does what I showed him.  She grabs at his head and cums in his face, exciting him more and he digs his tongue deep in her cunt, tasting her cum.  As he's sucking her, I'm running my hands all over his body, the feel is so soft, yet so hard, his cock is digging into my thigh, his legs rubbing against mine.  I look down at his cock and can't resist sucking him again as he eats my wife, his aunt.  Everytimes she cums, his cock gets harder, and he leaks his cum into my mouth.   When I feel he is ready to cum, I back off and lick his hard flat belly, his smooth hairless thighs, rellishing the taste of his skin and sweat.  

Dawna now wants to suck his young cock, so she moves around, sits on his face and swallows his cock.  He doesn't miss a lick and pulls her ass down so he can fuck her cunt with his tongue.  I watch this, the join in, licking her asshole, spitting on it, as he eats her cunt.  He watches me with her ass and pulls her down and cranes his neck, so he too,  can lick her ass.  As he does this, she's sucking wildly on his cock, his cock covered in spit, his balls covered in her spit as she sucks them.  She digs her tongue in his ass, the spits on his asshole and shoves a finger in deep, he arches his back and cummmmmmsssssssssssssss in her mouth.  

As he's cumming, he takes his finger and shoves it deep in her ass.  She cums so fucking hard she can barely swallow his load.  I laugh to myself, knowing this kids going to be a quick study and certainly a hand full.  As they lay there in the afterglow, I tend to their spent bodies, sucking his cum off her lips, sucking the remaining drops out of his cock.  He surprises me and grabs my hard cock, takes it deep, almost gagging and sucks me off in a matter of minutes.  He swallows every drop and nurses on it until it becomes almost painfull. 

I look at the clock and it's nearly 5 am.  When have been going at it for for over 6 hours.  I ask Stephen if he had fun and he told us that it was the best fun ever.  He wanted to do more and I told him we will, much more, but now we had to rest.  He got up to go to his bed and I told him he should sleep with us, him in middle.  Dawna and I draped a leg over his legs, she rested her head on his chest, my hand on his cock and to sleep we went.

We finish training him in part 2

Dario

Julie's Mom

Kita on Lesbian Stories

Each time I have been there Mrs. Taylor has been very attentive, treating me strangely and remarking often on my appearance.   The third time I was at her house we were having dinner.   Mrs. Taylor commented, “Julie tells me that you have an unusual family tree, Kita".    So we talked about my mixed heritage (one great-grandmother from Taiwan and another from Somalia as well as Turk, English, Russian and American ancestors).   Then later, she touched me on the arm and looked at me longingly, "You have the most beautiful s

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kin I have ever seen.   Did you get it from one of your exotic ancestors?” As dinner went on she would reach over and pat my arm or touch my skin, all in all like I was a child her daughter’s age, or stroke my neck or face in some other way continually commenting how beautiful it was and how much she liked it.

 

 
We finished eating.   Julie and I were about to go to the gym.   Mrs. Taylor walked us to the door with her hand touching me in a friendly, escorting manner. She became a little bolder and placed her open palm on my midriff as my blouse raised when putting on my jacket. “I am sorry”, she whispered nervously, stammering an apology, “I was afraid you’d leave a-a-and I, well… I j-just wanted to see if that skin of yours is as soft as it looks… I-I-I mean s-somewhere else… somewhere that doesn’t show… y-you understand?”   Mrs. Taylor was flushed in embarrassment. Julie seemed to be busy looking for something in the back of the closet, so, nonchalantly; I brazenly fondled Mrs. Taylor’s huge breasts, amusing myself.   I took my time feeling her up, hefting her giant bosom and squeezing the flesh in my hands.   Mrs. Taylor was taken completely by surprise.   She opened her mouth to speak once or twice but ended by simply standing there allowing me to play with her as I wished.   She stood silently for perhaps the longest 15 seconds of her life, flushed all over her neck and face. Until then, I had not realized the difference in our size (she 5’10” and 150 lbs, me under 5’ and 92lbs).   I smiled up at her, “thank you for a delicious dinner, Mrs. Taylor.”   As a parting gesture I grasped and pinched a swollen nipple hard, holding it until she yelped and pulled away. Julie turned to us donning the coat she wanted and I walked out the front door as she kissed her mom goodbye.


A week later, when I knew Julie was in Houston visiting her father I went to her house. I knocked and heard a vacuum, so I knocked again more loudly. As the vacuum motor sound wound down I heard steps approaching the door.   Mrs. Taylor swung the door back, wiping her hands on a towel.   She was wearing a pair of thin white cotton shorts and a knit top.   She said hello and while explaining what I already knew, about the reason for Julie’s absence, Mrs. Taylor took in my short wraparound skirt and open necked blouse. “Oh, that’s right, I forgot”, I said, disappointedly, looking at the department store bag of clothes I had draped over my arm.   My face brightening as if just thinking of it, I asked, “well, since Julie is not here, perhaps you can give me your opinion?   Help me pick something appropriate for my coloration, age and things.”   After a few seconds I could see the wheels turning in her head.   “Come in, Kita. Have a cup of coffee and show me what you’ve got.”   Mrs. Taylor’s color was beginning to redden. She was nervous and becoming excited from the realization of what might happen.

I had brought some nice little outfits with me suitable for work or school… and some which were not, an assortment of sexy skirts and blouses, a few bras and panties, all for me. I had something for her to wear too, a hard, pointed, 50s style bra with a two inch hole for her nipples cut out… and another surprise.

As we walked back to their den I was unbuttoning my blouse.   Mrs. Taylor followed as I talked to her about nothing... girl talk as if she were my own or her daughter's age. She was 38 and had three children but was a very handsome mature woman with a full fleshy bottom that filled her modest white shorts.

My blouse was a white three-button thing of shiny satin. The bra was a half bra, a so-called demibra that cupped my firm 32 Cs up for inspection and all but allowed my breasts to loll out over the top of the half cups.   As I turned to ask where I might spread the clothes I pulled the blouse off of one shoulder.   Mrs. Taylor gasped and turned a deeper red than before.   She stared at my breasts and said nothing so I continued the show. "Mrs. Taylor, you almost make me embarrassed. I am afraid, though”, stripping my blouse down my arms, “that I am a very free spirit". Mrs. Taylor only licked her lips, unable to take her eyes from my breasts.

Turning to the clothes I held up another top and handed it to her. When she took the hangar from me I reached behind my back and unsnapped the bra.   As if the most natural thing in the world, as I slid the straps down my arms I wiggled my shoulders, jiggling my titties. Giggling at Mrs. Taylor’s open mouthed expression I explained, “even a tiny bra feels confining” letting her look all she wanted but forcing her to say something. “But they are sexy, don’t you think", I waited while holding up the bra I had just removed. Finally, as if coming back from a dream she muttered, “y-yes, they are confining… Kita… but sexy.”

Laughing teasingly at her I put an arm through the second blouse as she held it up for me, a lavender-colored silk that fitted my curves like skin. "This one should be worn braless, I think. It sure feels good on my nipples... see?” I held her palm over one of my breasts to show her how my nipples hardened. “This material really makes them stand up”, I smiled up at her, wiggled and squealed under her touch as if the tingling in my nipples was too much to bear.

Doing a high leg kick and acting as if I had pom-poms, I mimed a short cheer, " this would be a good top for the cheerleading squad!” My high firm breasts swayed and jiggled under the top as I made the subdued motions of a cheer. Mrs. Taylor was licking her dry lips, still unable to speak.

"Lets look for a matching skirt, Mrs. Taylor, how about this one?" I held up a micro-mini that she took from my hands. “This should take their eyes away from my nipples, don’t you think?” I unwrapped my skirt and let it slide to my down my legs to the floor. Again I mimicked the choreographed movements of a cheerleader, sans skirt, with an exaggerated sexiness that would take eyes from any game the boys played! I ended by sliding to the floor in a split that pulled my white bikini panties tight across my pussy, outlining my fat little hairless majora and slit perfectly.

While on the floor my legs spread wide, I was at eye-level with Mrs. Taylor’s white shorts. Her big woman’s pussy lips were split and spread over the seam of her thin denim shorts, wetting them through, showing her arousal plainly.

Letting out a “yow” as I sat there, I grabbed at my neck and remarked while rubbing it, “I’m not in the shape I used to be.” If there had been any pain I would have forgotten it when Mrs. Taylor knelt beside me. Her hands flew to my neck to massage, exclaiming in real concern, “Oh, Kita! Are you all right?” I relaxed as I felt Mrs. Taylor’s hands squeezing the tenseness from my muscles. I stayed on the floor for a few minutes while she massaged my neck. Her hands roamed over my shoulders and neck, seemingly enjoying the contact as much as I did.

Kneeling beside me while I was in a split position she was much closer than she had been. I became aware of Mrs. Taylor’s shallow breath close to my neck and her breasts against my back. She whispered close to my ear, her voice quivering a little, “Pretty Kita, you can’t imagine what your beautiful skin and body do to me.” I simply smiled back and up at her, encouraging her to continue what she was doing. “Your hands really feel nice, Mrs. Taylor.”

When she began to work on my back I slid up to perch sideways on the edge of the sofa so as to let her massage more easily. Her face was even with my neck now. Once in a while I could feel her lips pressing against the skin behind my ear or her tongue sliding lightly along the base of my neck, her hot breath clinging, revving my libido. She seemed to be in a dream state as I could make out some of what her breathy words were saying, “God, Kita, you are so beautiful, my fingers ache to touch you. My lips hunger… thrilled…. savoring… Oh God! Sweet Baby…. Skin so sweet…. Need… hunger…” I writhed under her touch. My body responding to words I had never heard. Quickly stripping the top over my head, I turned about to face her.    Her face close to mine, she leaned forward and kissed my neck.   Soon she was sucking all up and down my neck, caressing my ears and hairline with her mouth.   I looked at her hotly and lay back on the sofa.

My eyes closed and my legs opened of their own volition. "Your hands feel so good, Mrs. Taylor, please do me some more." the firm, pink-tips of my beautiful young breasts wrinkled and hardened in front of her eyes, my nipples twin kernels of hard candy. Her cool hands started once again at my neck. I was writhing in need. I grasped her wrists without opening my eyes and moved her hands onto my breasts. She began to breathe more deeply as she kneaded my meaty mounds. In a few minutes she began to pinch my nipples hard and her hands roamed lower onto my stomach.

Surprising me with her sudden boldness, Mrs. Taylor leaned over me.   Her lips grazed mine and her tongue traced all around my mouth as she whispered, “you are so beautiful”. She was trembling uncontrollably as she kissed me as softly as she could. She moved as if to rise from her knees. I stopped her. She waited uncertainly.   "Stay on the floor, Mrs. Taylor, between my legs." To make sure she understood my meaning, the fingers of my right hand toyed with her lips and fondled her face while the fingers of my other hand trailed over the swelling outlined bulge in my panties.  

Her lips were pliant, her mouth accepting. As I finger-fucked her mouth she sucked at my fingers and laved my hands with her tongue. I directed her mouth onto my tummy just above my panties. She exhaled loudly and began whispering her love in a prayerful tone as she feasted on my stomach below my navel. I began writhing my hips. I was in heaven. She was perfect to suck me off. Her mouth opened wide and covered my wet little mounded slit, blowing hot air all over within my panties, surrounding my pussy. I ground my hips, driving my pantied mound into her mouth. I watched her face, shivering in fulfilled happiness as she sucked and trailed her tongue up and down my slit. When my pussy puckered open a fraction her tongue grazed my clit. I exploded in a three-throb climax that froze me like an electric current.

Hearing her voice from somewhere in outer space I realized she was saying, "I need to see you, Honey. Please, Baby, let Mama see you?" Raising my hips she slid my panties down.   The tiny wisp of satin slid past the hollows of my hips. I could see the chills march along her arms and back as my completely lasered-bald pussy was revealed. Cooing and whispering, she whispered and worshiped my baby-smooth cushiony little pussy.   She spoke to it!   God!   This was great!   Her lips and tongue grazed a slow path down the hollow inside each hip.   I touched her lips with my fingers and pushed her mouth down to where my slit was oozy, gooey, soaked, swollen and drippy. “Right there… do me right there” Her tongue splayed out to lap at the bottom of my soft pussy, pressing the pink cushiony flesh apart so the juice simply ran onto her cupped tongue. She tipped he head back a bit to savor my fluids and as she looked at me she said, “Kita you are delicious” and some of my own pussy juice leaked from her mouth to drip back onto my quivering pussy flesh.

"Kiss my pussy, Mrs. Taylor... softly. Love my pussy. Suck my clitty. Eat me, Mrs. Taylor. Make me cum forever! As I spoke, out of my mind with lust, this grown woman sucked at and savored my most private flesh. She worshiped the fat mound as she shook like a leaf. Her eyes and lips jerked with tics of nervousness as I let her suck me. Soon I grasped her hair and began revolving my hips against her face. She slurped and gobbled at my cunt, “Yes, Baby. Cum for Mama. I need you to cum, Kita. Tell me what to do for you… anything at all. Mama loves her Kita. Sweet Baby pussy. Yessss, harder, Baby. Get what you need. Fuck my mouth, Precious. Make me do what you want. Make me be nasty for you. Cum in my mouth, Kita. I need you to cum, Baby. I am gonna cry, Baby…. Fuck my suck pussy mouth, Kita. Harder! Make me do it. Fuck suck Baby cum…. She devolved into a slavering meaningless primitive sucking moaning whine as she ate me.

The look of sheer subservient joy on her face was wonderful. I rolled over onto my tummy and she didn’t hesitate but splayed her tongue flatly and wiped it up my ass crack, lapping at it over and over... dragging it from my swollen open pussy up past my little wrinkled pucker. I grasped my butt cheeks and yanked myself open wide… again I yanked at my tender pink cheeks, spreading my ass for her tongue as far as possible. She bored deeply with her tongue... drilling and twisting it up into my rectum. She wanted my pussy again and was about to turn me over when I stopped her. "I have something for you to wear." I stood and opened a shoebox. Handing it to her I said, "Go, put it on."

As she walked to the bathroom I hurriedly opened her surprise, a special double dildo. Inserting the smaller 6” end that fit up me securely, I strapped the flesh-colored belts around my thighs and waist. The exposed part was a slim 11" of the most beautiful life-like shape and caramel color with prominent veins; it was 6” around at the base but slimmed and curved gracefully to end in a plum-like glans that was so life-like it seemed to pulse with life and was so beautiful it must have come from Apollo himself. It stood up when I sat and spread my knees leaving no doubt as to what she was to do with it.

Mrs. Taylor came back into the room slowly, with her hands covering the cut out holes in the bra. I was stroking the strap-on with my hands, trying to imagine what a man must feel when masturbating. The downward stroke caused the inserted dick to rub against my G-spot and make me feel full. She froze when she saw me, a 5' girl with full C cups and a beautiful huge cock standing at attention.

"Why are you still wearing your shorts, Mrs. Taylor? Take them off", I ordered! She was slow to uncover her breasts (huge dark nipples and areoles sticking through the cut-outs) so I rose from the sofa and unbuckled the fabric belt that still held her white shorts and yanked it through the loops.   Menacing her, I slapped my open palm with the belt as I walked around her. “Take them down”, I ordered!   I slapped her legs with the belt. "Ouch!" she cried out, still smiling good-naturedly. I knew it had stung smartly so I swung it again to wipe the smile off of her face. A devil was in my eyes as I ordered her to remove the shorts "NOW" and swung the belt harder across her thighs. "Show me your tits! Move you hands and get those shorts DOWN... STRIP!" I continued to whip her legs impatiently as she struggled to shove the tight white denim off of her full hips and big ass.

My adopted stiff cock wiggled and swayed as I stung her legs with the belt... just on the edge of abuse.   Once her white shorts were kicked off of her ankles she stood there as if unable to decide what to do.  

 

I helped her by grasping her nipples, jutting out of that Jayne Mansfield style brassiere and pulled as much of her breast flesh through the holes as possible. I twisted and stretched those 38-DDs maliciously, pinching them hard. She bit her bottom lip and blinked a few tears from her eyes that rolled down her cheeks. I leaned toward her and savored her salty tears by kissing her trembling confused mouth.   As we stood there together her breasts pointed over my shoulders and my nipples dragged across her stomach.  

 

My cupped hand found and covered her huge bulging pussy mound.    I slid a finger along between the full pantied slices, parting her big swollen labia, stretching her panties up into her. Her eyes closed and her lips began quivering again. Her knees shook when my fingers pulled the silk aside and assaulted her clitty. I circled it and pulled at the generous flesh of her vulva until she was soppy wet. Stepping to her side I straddled her leg and kept circling the huge clitty that emerged from its fleshy hood with one hand and caressed between her big fine ass cheeks with the other.   I kissed down her body and licked at a huge nipple sticking through the bra.   I yanked her panties down to her thighs. Her whole body was trembling as I made her spread her legs for me as I worked her to feverishness, her hips beginning to hump against my fingers involuntarily. Pulling her with me, unresisting, to the sofa, I left her standing when I sat and began stroking my beautiful new cock.

Her eyes opened slowly.   She glanced down at what I was doing to my cock when she realized I was no longer massaging her cunt. I didn’t even look up when I ordered in a soft voice, "Kneel and suck my cock, Mrs. Taylor." It was so firm and beautiful... she stared at it as if not believing her ears. I looked up at her surprised eyes as if explaining to a slow child "Take my dick in your mouth and suck it like a whore. I mean it! Get on your knees.” I reached out and slapped her right across the exposed nipples with the belt. WHAP-WHAP! It spoke as it struck each tender breast. She gasped from the pain, “Kita, please, I never have..."   “On your knees! Suck cock! Make me cum!”, I insisted firmly. I whipped her across the tits with the cloth belt again when she hesitated. She jumped like she was shot!   She grasped the abused stinging nipples and sank to her knees, whimpering. "Now, suck like a whore. Make sounds for me. You love it, don't you, Mrs. Taylor?" "Y-yes, Kita",   Mrs. Taylor’s tear-stained cheeks neared my stiff cock. "Open your mouth and suck me off like a man, my hand with the belt tugged at her chin and the other simply pointed at my cock. I put my hand behind her head and urged her downward. Arching my hips upward I shoved half of the lifelike cock into her mouth, groaning, "Ooooh Baby that feels so good. Suck wetly, Mrs. Taylor.   Nurse it softly, Baby.... show me you love it. Make it cum, Mrs. Taylor!"

 

The bitch began to bob her head for me. She was in a world that admitted of no doubt.   Sex was real.   Her submission was real and she needed to give her all.   I watched her mouth stretch over that hard flesh-colored dick and was in my own smug heaven. I fucked her mouth silly for half an hour. She cooed and groaned as I made appreciative noises... soon able to slide my whole cock in and out of her mouth deeply with no trouble.   With just a little encouragement she would accept that big shaft down her throat without breathing for over a minute at a time.   My foot and toes toyed with her cunt between her legs.   My fingers pinched and twisted and pulled at her nipples, testing her tolerance to nipple torture.   She just whined and worked harder on my cock as if to please me.

I was beginning to feel the effects of the motion. Nearing orgasm again I stood and bent my knees. Muttering obscenely, commanding her to open her throat for my sperm I approached climax, "Eat it whore! Suck cum, Baby! Take all of Kita's big cock! Swallow it all, Baby!” I screamed out her name as I wrapped her hair around my fists and pounded that cock down her throat. “SUCK! ME! MRS! TAYLOR! SUCK! ME! SUCK! ME! SUCK ME!   In time with my hips driving my cock down her throat. She gave me everything. She grasped at my hips and pulled my dick all the way into her throat, the base mashing against her lips, as my orgasm rocked me. My ass cheeks and my thighs quivered as my loins thrilled with joyful pleasure. When my hips drove the cock against its base the half-pint of butterscotch-cream it was filled with began squirting into her mouth.   With several violent drives forward I milked every last spasm of my orgasm and force-fed her my sweet cream sperm.   I could hear her swallowing with each deep drive down her throat.   It spewed directly down her throat.   It sprayed into her mouth.   It ran down her chin onto her bra and tits. Collapsing backward onto the sofa, Mrs. Taylor followed me, still nursing at my shiny, spit-covered cock.   I manually squeezed the final streams of the delicious cum for her.   She squirmed and bobbed her head as if it could make more for her.

As I caught my breath she still licked at the creamy jizz that had run down the shaft, mixing with my real girl cum that had oozed out around the base next to my pussy. I slipped her panties on down her legs.   She no longer hesitated at my actions but extended her legs back one at a time for me to extract her feet from the big silk panties.   I stepped around her and she lowered her head onto the sofa.   She raised her ass in the air as I stroked the fleshy cheeks of her big ass.

 

Prying those full globes apart I placed the big tip against her fleshy swollen majora and hesitated… considering her reddish-brown puckering asshole as she whined.   My nailed fingertip scratched at the small rear hole and I was surprised to feel her push backwards as if in invitation to probe it further.   After just a few seconds my hips shoved forward all at once.   I pushed the shaft of my cock up her from behind, splitting leaf-like minora with my bulbous glans. Just a soft push and Mrs. Taylor’s body convulsed in the most powerful orgasm I have ever seen. I held on as she thrashed about on the sofa screaming for all the world like a woman on fire! I drove my cock into her with all of the strength in my small body. Her pussy sucked... I swear, SUCKED at my cock, needing more dick. I gave it to her with all of my strength for an hour. She screamed out obscenities I had never heard pass her lips.   She begged to be fucked hard!   She made promises of servitude.   She moaned and called me her “Sweet Baby.” ”Fuck me hard Sweet Baby.   Hurt Mama with your big dick.   Give it to me, Baby… go on fuck me hard with all that cock!” I fucked that huge dick up her cunt as if trying to drive it into her throat again from behind… even the huge base was fucked into her big cunt right to the bottom.  

 

The sofa was soaked and the floor was wet with perspiration for several feet around us. We both looked like we had been swimming when she could move no more. Lying on top of her bent over form, resting for a while, I finally found the energy to withdraw that dick from her pussy.   I couldn’t help simply teasing her little red puckered asshole. She moaned a little as I unceremoniously stuck my finger up her ass its entire length.   Her sphincter pulsed   and grabbed at my finger but her body didn't move.   I was too tired to enjoy it anyway so I dressed, boxed up the dildo and stuffed the clothing into my purse. Slipping out the door I walked to the car on wobbly legs and drove home.

 

It was a week to the day before her daughter called me to say, “Mom wants you to come over tonight for dinner.”   “Great, Julie, what’s on the menu” I asked?   Julie replied, “how should I know.   I am back at Daddy’s this weekend.”  

 

Lewd&Lusty Latisha

LustyLee77 on Lesbian Stories

 

Lewd&Lusty Latisha

By LustyLee77


The sun shown brightly through the blinds as I drank my morning coffee and pondered my life. Here I was 26 years old and all alone. My mind took me back to my school days and my early experiences with sex. There had been a few boys and several girls. Then I met Brad and soon after we got married. He was a police officer for Lower Merion Townsh

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ip and on a routine traffic stop he was shot to death. That was four months ago and I just can't get over it. Sex with Brad was not all that exciting but he was such a great guy; we had been married for six years and I miss him so much. I had been faithful to Brad since we first meet, unless my vibrator counts, but now there are strong urges to have sexual contact with another human being.


Lately I have been spending a lot of time on the computer reading erotic stories, especially about lesbians. I have found some lesbian chat rooms and joined in the sex talk. One girl sent me a picture of herself, she was a cute white girl named Joy. She asked me to describe myself and I told her that I was a black woman 26 years old, was 5'10” tall, had 38DD bust, was very dark complected, had black hair and dark eyes. I was astounded and very aroused when she begged me to send her a picture of myself and informed me that she wanted to worship my black body with her tongue and eat my pussy until I came all over her face!


Finally I sent her a picture of myself wearing sexy lingerie. Joy responded by offering herself to be my sex slave and willingly obey my every command. It was tempting but I explained my circumstances and asked her to give me more time before we even thought about meeting. Joy said that she was disappointed but understood and told me that when I was ready she would be there.


There were all sorts of women on the web site, some just looking for a fling, some wanting a commitment, some wanting just to talk but what excited me the most was the ones that wanted to be submissive. There was another black woman that seemed to have quite a few woman lusting after her, she went by the name of Mistress Wanda. I asked her what her secret was and she told me that some women just like to be dominated and that is what she loved to do. It turned out that she lived about 35 miles away and told me that whenever I wanted she would have some of her slaves over to her place and we could have a party. My pussy was flooding at the thought of having other women eat me out.


I had a session with my vibrator, showered, and went shopping. While at the mall I decide to get a bite to eat but my mind kept thinking about submissive women and my pussy was still wet. The sweet young thing that took my order was a redhead, she had a beautiful face, big green eyes, and a charming smile. She introduced herself as Debbie and I couldn't help but notice that she kept staring at my big black tits. It was July in Pennsylvania and extremely hot and sticky so I wore a tank top and shorts. During the course of my meal Debbie stopped by often and told me. “If you need anything, anything at all, just ask.” Her young pretty face blushed as she gazed at my body and it made me horny as hell.


After paying the check and leaving a generous tip I decided to go for it and asked Debbie, “When do you get finished work? Perhaps we could go for a drink and get to know one another better. You are so nice and I really enjoyed your company.”


She gushed, “Oh, I would love that but I am only eighteen. My shift will be oven in 45 minutes though.”


“Great, I will be back to pick you up and we can have a few drinks at my house. I won't tell anyone if you don't. It will be nice, what do you say?”


“Sounds great, I will meet you out front.” I window shopped for about forty five minutes but my mind was on sex the whole time. I couldn't believe how bold I had become but I was also nervous because I hadn't had sex with anyone but Brad in a long, long time. Still, the thought of seducing this white girl was so arousing. As I approached the restaurant she was standing there looking so adorable. I asked Debbie where her car was parked and she answered, “Oh, I don't have a car yet, I take the bus.”


“Good, then you can ride with me.” We walked to my car together, chatted, and we both remarked how hot it was outside. As she got in my car her skirt rose and I got a glimpse of her creamy white thighs. Debbie told me that her parents were divorced and she lived with her mom. I told her what happened to my husband and she put her arm around me and expressed how bad she felt for me and asked if there was anything she could do. The warmth of her young body was driving me insane with lust and I answered, “What do you have in mind? What would you like to do for me?”


Debbie turned crimson, looked at my body and shyly said, “Oh, I don't know; anything you want me to do. I guess.” I couldn't believe that I was actually doing this! I was actually taking this white girl home to seduce her and looking forward to getting into her pants with wild anticipation. By the time we got home my crotch was drenched.


As we entered the house Debbie exclaimed, “Your house is so beautiful; what do you do for a living?”


“Nothing, nothing at all. My husband had lots of insurance and I am well taken care of. Early in our marriage I did some lingerie modeling and exotic dancing but my husband did not approve and made me quit. Please have a seat and tell me what you would like to drink?”


“I don't know. You choose something for me.” I got behind the bar and poured us both a stiff rum and coke. I put on some music and sat on the sofa very close to her and whispered in her ear that I was so glad for her company and that I had been very lonely. Debbie openly admired my voluptuous frame saying, “A woman so beautiful and sexy as you should never be lonely. God! You are a the most alluring creature that I have ever seen.”


After a few more drinks she started slurring her words and could not keep her eyes off of my breasts. I chuckled and told her, “You seem to like looking at my tits. Would you like to see more of them?”


Debbie seemed to be under a spell of some kind and simply muttered, “Yes.” Her big green eyes opened wide and she licked her lips as I took of my top and tossed it aside boldly displaying my ample black melons for her to admire. All she could say was, “Wow! They are so big and oh so beautiful.”


I told her, “Don't be shy little girl, come nurse on these big motherfuckers; you know that you want to don't you baby girl? Much to my delight she wasted no time putting her sweet lips on my stiff nipples and sucked like a little baby. I hand-fed them to her and she eagerly nursed on both of them. While she was slobbering all over my tits my fingers went up her skirt and found her love tunnel, it was soaked and ready to accept my long black fingers. Slowly at the start but then more rapidly I finger fucked her fuming cunt. One finger at first but soon there were three fingers stuffing her hungry hole. She squealed with delight and her cum covered my pumping fingers. I pulled her sucking mouth off of my tits and told her, “Let's take this to the bedroom and get nude and lewd!”


We went upstairs and started stripping. She had a nice body with medium sized breasts and I liked her freckles. Debbie stared in awe at my plush pubic hair and big pussy lips as I admired her thin lipped love box and sparse red pubic hair. I pushed her down on the bed and kissed her full on the lips. Then I fucked her mouth with my tongue and was pleased when her tongue licked mine. I kissed down her neck, then lingered for awhile on her tits and marveled at her pointy red nipples. I then went to her navel and sucked it, then to her thighs, I licked and kissed my way to her smoldering little pussy and inhaled her aroused scent She cooed and sighed as my tongue found it's way up her honey-hole. Soon she was fucking my face with passion as I devoured her pussy and drank up all of her juices.


I sat up and let her come back down to earth. I told her that I loved the contrast between her creamy white skin and my black skin. She said, “So do I and not only that but your big tits with black nipples and your fat pussy with the forest of black curly pubic hair just drives me wild. Your lips are so much fuller than mine and your tongue is much longer. You are incredible and you drive me insane with desire.”


My ebony body moved over her white frame and my tits rubbed hers before they met her lips. I went back down her body and fucked her pussy with my tits. She screamed out in ecstasy and had another orgasm on my breasts. I brought them back to her mouth and she licked her own juices off my breasts. I asked, “Do you like the taste of your own cunt little girl?” She nodded her head 'yes' then I asked her if she would like to taste mine. Once again she just nodded.


I put my knees on either side of her head and lowered my dripping pussy to her sweet lips. She eagerly started licking and sucking my hot cunt. I said, “Whoa baby, take it easy. Kiss my pussy lips, then lick them, then gently nibble on my big fat pussy lips, suck my clit for awhile then you can stick your tongue up my cunt and suck it dry.” Debbie followed orders perfectly and gobbled up everything. I swear her mouth was like a vacuum cleaner. She licked and sucked me dry; I lost track of how many orgasms that I had while fucking her pretty white face. It was the most fantastic sex of my life and I decided then and there that I was going to seduce and fuck as many white women as I could.


I stroked Debbie's long red hair and told her that she looked so sexy with my cum and pussy juices all over her face. We got dressed and I drove her home. She lived in a modest apartment and invited me in to meet her mother but I told her maybe another time. I really did not feel like meeting the mother of the girl I just fucked. She gave me her phone number and pleaded with me to call her, saying, “I love you and am willing to do anything you want me to do. I just want to be with you.”


I told her, “I have just had sex for the first time since I lost my husband. It was great and so are you but now I want to fuck as many white bitches as I can. I like you and want to see you again and will call you soon but no commitments, do you understand? It may sound harsh but it is better to be truthful now than to deceive you and hurt you later.”


“You don't have to make a commitment; I just want to be with you again. I will even introduce my friends to your luscious black pussy. I will bring you all the white girls that you want. Latisha I just want to be with you and will do anything and everything to please you.”


I kissed her goodbye and told her that I would call her soon. I went home and relaxed while thinking of Debbie's face between my legs and dreaming of other white women worshiping my big tits and hot cunt. I was startled by a crashing sound outside, looked out, and saw the prim and proper Ann Blake getting out of her car and surveying the damage. She had hit a parked car and was looking around to see if anyone saw the accident. I rushed for my camera and started taking pictures. When she felt that no one had seen what happened she hopped in her car and took off.


Ann lived down the street and was a snob. She always walked around as if she were better than anyone else. I know she didn't like black people and rarely talked to me. When she did she always talked down to me like I was dirt beneath her feet. I considered calling the police but had a better idea. I decided to give her a call and see how far she would go to keep the photos from the police. Ann answered the phone and when she realized who was calling she impatiently asked, “What the hell do you want?”


I responded, “Now, now, Ann, you should be nicer to me being that I have pictures of you fleeing the scene of a crime.”


There was a moment of silence then she asked in a much more subdued tone, “What is it that you want?”


“Well Ann, come over here in an hour and we will have a few friendly drinks and talk it over. If you fail to show up I will call the police and give them the pictures I have of you at the scene of the accident. The choice is all yours.”


Without hesitation she agreed to come over. I went to the bathroom to freshen up and wore nothing but a red satin robe. Ann was prompt and drank scotch on the rocks while I had another rum and coke. After taking a sip of her drink, Ann with anger in her voice demanded, “All right what is it you want. I do have some money but this is blackmail you know.”


The 37 year old mother and housewife displayed a mixture of anger and fear when she asked, “How much?”


I replied. “I don't want your money Ann, I just want us to become very good friends. I am sure that would be better than facing the police for a hit and run charge or do you hate black folks that much?”


I poured her another drink and could tell she was lying when she said, “I don't hate blacks or anyone else for that matter. If you want to be friends then fine. The only reason that I ran away was because I have too many points on my drivers license already. It was stupid I know but the fear of loosing my license clouded my judgment.”


I let my robe slip open so that she could get a good view of my luscious ebony body. She would look and then quickly avert her eyes only to return her gaze on my sexy frame. She was uncomfortable and nervous but did not want to say anything to offend me as I had her fate in my hands. Ann was downing her drinks fast and I was quick to refill her glass. The more she drank the more she stared at my breasts. She tried to make some excuse about having to get home but I sternly told Ann that she could not leave until we became special friends. She slurred, “ I...I don't think uh that I know what you mean. You are not suggesting that we um, ah, have sex, are you? That's disgusting, I am straight and that is out of the question. I ah, have to go now.”


I put my hand on her leg and she froze. She had a horrified look on her face as my hand slowly went higher up her leg and into the blond mother's panties. She was panting as I fingered her moist cavern. Becoming more emboldened by her arousal and submission I made my first attempt to totally dominate and humiliate another woman. I scolded her saying, “You are a fucking liar. How dare you lie to me and say that you don't want to have sex with another woman? Your pig cunt is flowing like a river! You want it and you want it real bad, don't you pig slut? Answer me whore and tell me the truth this time.”


“Yes, yes, I want it.”


“Not good enough slut. Tell me exactly what you want.”


“I want you to keep fucking my pussy; I want to cum!”


“I know you do bitch but not yet.” She looked so disappointed when I withdrew my fingers from her sopping pussy. I took off my robe and discarded it and saw the desire and lust in her blue eyes as she gazed at my nakedness. I put my fingers to her lips and told her to taste herself. She licked and sucked my fingers with fervor. I pulled Ann to her feet and sat down on the chair and told her, “You think your pig cunt taste good just wait until you feast on my hot black cunt. Have you ever licked a black pussy?”


“No, never. The only experience I have ever had with another woman was with my roommate in college. She was a blond too.”


“Well bitch this is your lucky night. By the time I get through with you your vile racist thoughts will be a thing of the past. Now I want you to slowly strip for me, do it sexy and watch me play with my tits and finger my cunt as you take it off.” Ann lifted off her dress and slowly and temptingly discarded her panties and bra. She was slender and quite fit for her age. She had a blond bush but her tits were nonexistent. I ordered her to keep dancing and mocked her. “You have the tits of a little boy! Why do you even bother to wear a bra? No wonder you could not keep your eyes off of my big black tits! You want to fondle them and nurse on them don't you Ann? Come sit on my lap.”


Ann willingly complied and sat on my lap. Without being told she tried to contain them in her tiny white hands. Ann wore a look of total amazement as she, lifted, dropped, squeezed, and lovingly fondled my boobs. I stuffed three, then four fingers up her slushy cunt. I decided to fist fuck this white bitch and send her over the top. I had to tell her not to bite too hard on my nipples as she reached one orgasm after the other. My arm was in her half way up to my elbow. I could feel her pussy expand and flood; it amazed me that such a small woman could take so much up her pussy. With a loud swish, plop, my arm withdrew from her stretched cunt. Her pussy was now a gaping gooey hole. Then my submissive slut was made to lick my hand and arm clean.


When I was satisfied that it was clean enough I commanded, “Good girl, now for your treat, get on the rug, on your knees and and enjoy your first taste of a superior black woman's pussy. Worship my black cunt with your lips and tongue. Do it now!” Much to my delight the former racist, prim, and proper white wife attacked my clammy cunt like a starving man would a juice steak. I mean she put everything she had into it, she sucked and slurped for over an hour. I lifted my long black legs and told her that some cum leaked down into my ass-hole and that she should stick her tongue up there and lick it all out. She not only did that but she kissed my ass-hole and all over my black buttocks.


We were both totally spent and relaxed in each others arms. I told Ann that she was a good little slut, that I wanted to have her come over every time I called, that she was now my property and would do whatever I wanted her to do. To my surprise she thanked me and said she hoped that I would call her soon. I said, “You are a real slut, you loved my arm up your sloppy cunt, and I could tell that you had orgasms while you ate my black pussy and ass. How does it feel to be a black woman's pussy slut and cunt lapper?


“I never would have guessed it Latisha but submitting to you and having you degrade me was by far the most spectacular sex in my whole life. Yes, I am your white fuck-slut and loving it!”


“Good Ann, how old is your daughter and what is her name?”


Ann was trembling with fear and her face got even whiter as she mumbled, “Her name is Sharon and she is 18 but you can't be thinking about her that way, can you?”


“Oh yes, I can and I am. She is a younger version of you and just as flat-chested. Sharon would just love to play with my big tits and feast on my blackberry-pie. Don't be so selfish; why should you have all the fun? Think what a turn-on it would be to watch each other pleasure me. Don't be such a prude; after what just happened how could you possibly put on that goody-goody act?”


“But she is my little girl; I just couldn't.”


I grabbed a fistful of her blond hair, pulled her head back, and plunged three fingers into her sopping pussy and told Ann, “You are lying to me again, your filthy cunt is soaked. You love the idea of watching your little girl nurse on my big tits, lick my whole body, and getting down and dirty with my juicy black cunt and her watching you debase yourself with me, don't you slut?”


She was shaking and meekly uttered, “God forgive me but yes it does turn me on! I don't understand why such a depraved and vile thing as involving my little girl with you is so arousing but it is. Latisha how should we go about it?” I kissed her goodbye and told her to leave that to me. I was astonished that she was willing to offer her own daughter up to me but loved the thought of having both mother and daughter together. I was so proud of myself for seducing two white women in one day that I decided to go on-line and boast to Mistress Wanda. She was proud of me too and told me all about her strap-on dildos, hand cuffs, whips and chains and other sex toys. I was not interested in the other stuff but the idea of strapping on a big black cock and fucking a white woman senseless was exciting and I decided to get one the next day.


After a much needed good night's sleep I decided to drive to Philadelphia to purchase some sex toys. I did not want to go to one of those seedy places that have the peep shows and perverts hanging around so I went to a lesbian sex shop. I was overwhelmed by the huge assortment of lesbian sex products. They had everything that I could imagine and then some. As I browsed around the shop a seductive Latin lady in her late thirties approached me and offered to be of assistance. It turned out that her name was Vanessa and she owned the shop. I explained what I was looking for and she led me to a shelf that had dildos of all sizes, shapes, and colors. While watching my confusion she asked, “You are new to this aren't you?”


I felt comfortable talking to the attractive woman and sensed that she was a lesbian also. Then it hit me; for the first time! I was no longer straight or even bi-sexual; I was a confirmed lesbian that loved to dominate other women sexually. I smiled at her and boldly stated, “I am new to this but have seduced a couple of white woman and now I want to strap on a big black cock and fuck them into total submission.” Vanessa showed me the ones that massaged your clit so that you could cum while you fucked the bitches. I picked two black ones, a 12” and an 8” strap-on. I inquired about the long thin ones and was informed that they were for butt-fucking. I immediately got hot at the thought of fucking them in the ass and realized that I still had a lot to learn. I bought a couple of them as well.


While at the check out counter Vanessa said, “You know, we have a lot in common. I live with a roommate but we are just friends. We often go out and pick up a bitch or two and bring them home and double-team them.” She pointed out a busty young blond girl that was helping a customer and said, “I didn't hire her because she was the sharpest knife in the drawer but because the moment she applied for the job I knew that I had to have her. When she started here she thought that she was straight but now we spend most of our lunch time in the back room. Now she begs me to fuck her in the pussy and ass. After she sucks on my toes and licks and kisses every inch of me, sucks my pussy, drinks my cum, and says please then I fuck the shit out of her. She has helped my business beyond my wildest dreams. All kinds of women come in the shop to hit on her and now that the word is out that she is a willing submissive they come in droves hoping to get lucky. It is a win-win situation. The best move I ever made was hiring her. Sales are way up since she started working for me. Say, we should get together sometime and share our bitches with each other or maybe go out and get some fresh meat.”


I said, “Yes that sound like fun.” She gave me her card and wrote her home number on the back and wished me luck. When I got home I called Debbie and asked her if she had talked to any of her friends about joining us and she said she had a few that were interested. I suddenly had a brilliant idea and inquired, “You don't happen to know Sharon Blake by any chance, do you?


“Yes she is a friend of mine but she is straight and I don't think she would go for it.”


“Listen slut, you will be at my place with your friends, including Sharon, at eight tomorrow night or forget about ever tasting my delicious black pussy again. Do you understand me?”


“Yes mistress, we will be there. I will bring her to you no matter what it takes. I would do anything for you and you know that. See you at eight and I can't wait.” I told her not to disappoint me and hung up the phone.


I got on-line and told Wanda of my plans to involve Ann's daughter. Wanda told me that she has had many of mother and daughter teams together and that it was fantastic. We conversed for a couple of hours and she even told me how she bound and whipped her slaves. She told me that when she was a teenager her father left her and her mom alone and her mother took a job as a live in maid for a successful white woman. She loved living in the mansion and having her own room. One night she got up to go to the bathroom and heard strange noises downstairs. She peeked down to see what was going on and was shocked to see her mother on her knees with her face buried between the white woman's legs. The woman held her mom's face tight to her pussy and said, “Yes, that's it, suck my pussy you dumb black whore!” After the woman was through she kicked Wanda's mom to the floor and strapped on a dildo and fucked her pussy and ass. Then she roughly tugged on her mom's tits and spanked her. What really shocked Wanda was that after they were finished her mom thanked the white woman for letting her be her pussy slut.


The woman of the house had a daughter a couple of years older than Wanda. One day Wanda told the older girl what she had seen and they conspired to watch together. About a week later Wanda heard them at it again and woke the other girl to see for herself. After watching the woman totally dominate and abuse Wanda's mother the girls went to Wanda's room and played the same game but soon Wanda took control and made the white girl her pussy licking slut.


One day Wanda told her mother that she knew what was going on and told her mother that she didn't have to put up with it anymore. She told her mom how she had been dominating the woman's daughter and she should do the same with her boss. Her mother looked down and said, “You don't understand; I love being humiliated and made to submit to her perverse demands. I have never been happier and don't want to change a thing!” Over the next couple of years Wanda witnessed her mother service not only her boss but the woman's friends as well. The rich white woman's daughter bought Wanda the house she now lives in and even though she has since married and had children she still comes to visit Wanda to be used and abused. When I told her that I loved seducing white women,especially blonds, she told me that race didn't matter to her and that her slaves came in all different colors.


After talking to Wanda I found myself getting wet again and tried out the dildos and found that I liked the smaller one better. The big fat one would be good for someone like Ann. I thought about Wanda beating her slaves and found that to be a turn-off. I really didn't want to hurt anyone; I only wanted to dominate them sexually and as long as they liked it, what the hell, why not?


I felt all hot and horny and decided that I could not wait for tomorrow night with Debbie and Sharon. I dressed in a see-through blouse and short skirt and for the first time in my life I was going to go out not wearing any panties. I dismissed the idea of going to a lesbian bar because I wanted to seduce a white woman that was straight and introduce her to the joys of my black pussy. I recalled seeing signs advertising a luncheon for women of a new local church. The poster said that members and anyone interested were invited to come. I felt exhilarated at the prospect of seducing an innocent church-goer.


Stares of shock and disapproval greeted me as I entered the room dressed so seductively but many of them could not take their eyes off of me. As I moved about the room some ignored me but others were friendly and welcomed me to the church function. I was not hungry and there was no booze so I drank a tall glass of lemon aid. There were over a hundred women in the banquet room and I noticed a stage that was elevated so I decided to sit up there knowing that any woman that looked up would get a full view of my long dark legs and exposed hairy pussy. One woman came over and told me quite indignantly that my privates were exposed and walked off in a huff when I simply smiled and told her not to worry about it. Most of the woman were chatting and glancing up at me; no doubt telling each other how disgusting I was and how outraged they were but there were a few that kept staring and I could see the desire, lust, and hunger in their eyes. There was a slender light-brown haired woman going around the room greeting everyone but she kept looking up at me. Finally she approached me and introduced herself as Cathy Murphy, the reverend's wife. She said that she would like to see me at church services. I noticed her embarrassment as her big blue eyes went from my exposed pussy, my breasts, and face. She didn't know it yet but I did; she wanted me! I said to her in a seductive tone, “Come home with me and tell me all about your church. We can get to know each other better and perhaps you can convert me.”


“Oh, I don't know but the function is about over and if I can recruit you it would be a blessing.”


“Good, it is settled then. You can follow me to my house and do your duty as a missionary.”


“OK, but I can't stay long. I do hope that I can help you along your path though.”


“Cathy I have no doubt about it. I am sure that you can help me a great deal.” She smiled and went to talk to the other women in the room. When everyone else had left we walked to the parking lot and she followed me home. Once inside my place she sat on the sofa and I made us both a rum and coke. She looked so pretty in her pink flowered dress and it was a surprise to hear that she was 44 years old. She looked so much younger.


I served the drinks and sat down next to her. When she sipped her drink she said, “Oh my God, this has alcohol in it! I never drink, it is a sin.”


“Nonsense, drinking is not a sin unless you get drunk. You should know that.” She agreed and told me all about the functions of the church. I got us another drink but this time I sat in a chair across from her. My short skirt hiked up and she got a ringside view of my exposed pussy. She became very flustered and downed her drink rather quickly. She couldn't keep her mind on our conversation or her eyes off of my now moist cunt. I quickly gave her a refill and resumed my position across from the sweet-thing.


Sensing that the time was right; I stood up and walked over to the frightened woman. Before she knew what was happening I removed my blouse and skirt and stood in front of her in nothing but my stockings and high-heels. My dripping pussy was only inches from her pretty face. She stuttered, “Wha..what are you do..doing?”


“I am just giving you a better view of what you haven't been able to keep your eyes off of. Go ahead and touch it, I know you want to.”


“No, it's not right. I am married to a minister, it would be adultery and I couldn't do that to him.”


All the while she longingly gazed at my aroused sex. I reassured her by saying, “It is not adultery with another woman only if you fucked another man. Just touch it baby, don't be so shy.” Her hand slowly reached out and made contact with my hairy black cunt. I brought her other hand to my boobs and she lovingly squeezed and fondled them. I demanded, “Put your fingers in there so you can explore it properly.” She complied and put two fingers in my smoldering love hole. As she increased speed the lust was written all over her face and in her eyes. Then I told her, “Kiss it baby and taste how good it is.” Cathy shyly looked up at me with her big blue eyes and then kissed my pussy lips. I told her to put her tongue in it and lick it all up. It was so erotic watching this minister's wife eagerly making love to me with her mouth that I soon grabbed a fistful of her hair and shoved her face tighter to my steamy cunt and covered her face with my cum and pussy juices as she lapped it all up and fondled my tits.


I pulled Cathy to her feet and reached under her dress and discovered that her pussy was flooding. I grabbed her by the hair again and pulled her into my bedroom. I ripped off her dress, white panties and bra. She looked good naked. Her tits were about a 34C, she was lean and built for speed. She looked good enough to eat so that is exactly what I did. In no time at all her body shook uncontrollably as she reached a screaming orgasm . I sat on her face to quiet her down so the neighbors wouldn't think that I was killing someone. We engaged in a wild and wicked sixty-nine. This woman learned fast and devoured my cunt as I ate her out.


After several more mutual orgasms we relaxed and tried to regain our composure. We basked in the afterglow of our torrid sex. I told her that I never heard a woman scream so much before. Her face turned beet-red as she replied, “I never ever did that before but then again I never had such an intense orgasm before either. You were fantastic I only hope that I did it right. This all new to me so you will have to excuse my inexperience.”


“You did just fine baby and don't worry because I intend to give you plenty of practice.”


Cathy smiled and cooed, “I would like that Latisha.” I then used a pair of my panties to blindfold her; and stuffed another pair in her mouth, I took them from the hamper so that the preacher's wife could smell my scent. She was instructed to get on her hands and knees and was told that she was going to get a big surprise.


I strapped on the 8” dildo and entered her tight pussy from behind. I couldn't get over how tight her pussy was and thought that her husband must have a small dick. I didn't need any lube however because her little white pussy was oozing. I pulled her hair back and pounded her pussy. She fucked back wildly and my clit was being rubbed so hard that I came before her. I told Cathy not to move because I had another special surprise for her. I opened the box and mused at the name, 'Anal Intruder'. I put it on and inserted in her pussy first to lube it up. As the long thin dildo entered her puckered little brown hole she was screaming but my panties muffled her screams rather well. She was tense at first but soon she began to relax and pumped back at the intruder. I marveled at her response and stopped for a moment but she continued fucking back at me feverishly. I laughed to myself as I realized that I had taken her virgin ass and she was loving it.


Before she left she adoringly worshiped my black cunt with her mouth and tongue. I told her that she was eating pussy better already. She blushed and said, “That's because I love to taste you and you made me feel like a woman for the first time in my life. I never knew that sex could be so great. I loved everything we did. At first when I felt that thing in my ass it hurt and I was frightened but then it started to feel so good. I can't wait for you to do it to me again. I was supposed to show you the path and be your teacher but it looks like it was the other way around.” She wanted to know when she could see me again. I told her that it would be soon and that I had many more surprises for her.


After Cathy left I relaxed with a drink and realized that my feelings for Cathy were strong. It was more than just sex with her; everything about her was fantastic. I even considered seeing just her but soon dismissed the idea. I thought about the next night and how I was going to seduce Sharon along with Debbie and have Ann hidden to watch the seduction. Then my plan was to humiliate and debase Ann in front of her daughter, Debbie and her friends; then getting a little orgy going, including incest. I had lots of plans for Ann, including my friends, Debbie's other friends, strangers, Wanda, Vanessa, and perhaps even Cathy. There were way too many adventures ahead to even consider settling down with Cathy; besides, I didn't want to brake up her marriage. Then I remembered Joy and made up my mind to meet her soon and then include her in the mix. I thought about them and all of the women that I had yet to meet and seduce and smiled wickedly. I had changed into a different woman. I was no longer a faithful wife but had became a predator, seducer, and dominator of other women. I felt exhilarated and so alive; once again I had a reason to get up in the morning. I eagerly anticipated my next sexual encounter and all of my future seductions. Life was good again!

THE END

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Black Nurse Fantasies

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The supervisor of the hospital was pissed. All of the nurses on his staff were good women except for one.

Her name was Lawanda. She had an attitude problem. She was good at her job, but she had a nonchalant way of carrying out her duties. She wasn’t afraid of losing her job because she was the most skilled at her position and she knew she was too valuable to let go.

Plus she could be charming when she wanted to. She knew how far to push the boss without getting canned, but it wasn’t her nonchalant attitude that got her in trouble this time. It was her sexual ways.

As soon as she walked into Da

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ve’s office, he knew it was going to be a battle. Lawanda had a defiant smirk on her face and her body language was looking just as bad.

She had picked the wrong day to fuck with him. Dave was already in a bad mood to begin with. It was Monday, and Mondays were always the worse days for paperwork. Paperwork gave him the biggest headaches. She’d also done something else far too inappropriate to ignore.

“Lawanda,” blurted Dave, “you nearly caused a patient to expire! You have to be careful not to get the patients aroused with your sexual behavior in the intensive care ward!”

Lawanda flashed a wry smile. She looked at him and said, “I know. But doctor, I was only taking the patients…temperature.”

Oh, please! How corny can you get, thought the doctor.

“Taking care of the human body is a form of art. You cannot go around jamming your thermometer up everybody’s asshole.”

“The patient took my skirt and lifted it above my ass. I guess he was trying to see if I was wearing my panties.”

“Oh, he was taking a liberty?”

“No, he was taking a risk,” said Lawanda.

It seemed like Dave was starting to calm down. She could swear she heard a little bit of a laugh in his last statement and his tone seemed to soften.

Then he said, “Did he find out?”

Lawanda looked over her shoulder and made eye contact for the first time. “Find out what?” she asked.

“If you were wearing panties.”

Lawanda was a slut. She knew flirting when she saw it. Dave was flirting with her without a doubt so she answered by grabbing hold of her skirt and lifting it up.

The doctor gritted his teeth. He leaned forward towards her tight, black ass and the sexy, white, laced panties that it was wrapped in, and then he stood and moved extremely close behind her.

Lawanda’s heart was pounding with excitement. She could feel butterflies in her stomach. Tingles filled her body.

She felt the bulge poking her rear end, and then Dave’s warm breath as he said, “Those aren’t regulation panties.”

“I know, but these are the only clean panties I have with me. I’ve been pulling a double shift. I’ve been here all night long, so when the sun came up, I decided to sneak away to the ladies room in these panties.”

Lawanda handed him the pair of underwear that she had been wearing when she went to the restroom to masturbate. Their bodies were pressed tightly together so all she had to do was hand them over her shoulder.

The doctor accepted them, stuffed them into his nose, and took a long hard sniff. The scent of wet cunt filled his head. He was now consumed with lust and Lawanda felt his cock pushing harder into her back even though Dave hadn’t moved any closer to her. His cock was getting harder.

He bit the panties and then spit them out of his mouth. He started kissing Lawanda’s neck and ears and then grabbed her face, pulled it around and shoved his tongue deep in her mouth.

They separated and Dave started feeling her up. He squeezed her tits like he was trying to extract liquid from them, then he slid his hands up and  down her body finally coming to rest on the thin layer of material separating his hands from her pussy.

“Oh, doctor,” Lawanda hissed.

He spun her around. He raised her skirt and grabbed two hands full of soft, fleshy ass. Still, Lawanda could feel his cock stiffening some more. But now it was pressing into her crotch, right where she liked it.

He grabbed the top of her head, applied about fifty pounds of pressure, and Lawanda happily dropped to her knees. He undid his pants and pulled out a rock-hard dick.

It was beefy with veins bulging everywhere and it was bobbing and waving just a couple inches from her face. It was like the bait tempting the fish. Lawanda took the bait.

She wet her lips, spread saliva all over the pulsing cock head, and then started sliding it into her mouth. She went a little deeper each time until she had stretched her mouth to its limits.

There was still about half his cock left out of her mouth, so she used her hands to force feed it deeper inside. Repeatedly, she shoved inches of stiff, white dick as deep as it could go as she listening to Dave moaning his approval.

In fact, she was doing such a good job that he had to stop. He was getting close to popping in her mouth, which was a good thing, but not before he had a chance to get in her pussy.

He helped her to her feet and then helped her out of her clothes. She had small tits with really big nipples. Her body was slender, but she had plenty of curves in all the right places. Dave was using his hands and mouth to get familiar with as many of those curves as he could.

The only thing left on her body was her sexy panties, which—now that her uniform was gone—the doctor could see was actually part of a lingerie set. Everything was laced and the panties hooked to the stockings with straps.

The see-through laced shirt had the bra built into it. They had pulled the straps off her shoulder so her tits could be out, but other than that, they didn’t bother taking anything else off.

The doctor motioned for her to stand facing the wall. He made her lean over a bit so he could have better access to her pussy.

He moved her panties out of the way and started sliding his cock around her pubic area trying to find the hole. Wow. She was really soaked down there. This woman was dying for a dick in her right now.

As soon as his cock touched her pussy, it slipped right in with very little resistance. Her juices spilled all over his cock, leaving it saturated in a bath of heat and wetness that made his lust for her grow.

He began thrusting into her. Lawanda was thrusting back. “Oh, yeah, give it to me,” she said.

After a while, the doctor pulled out and sat in his chair. He moved away from the desk so they’d have more room to work with.

Lawanda sat on his cock facing away from him. She started bouncing on his meaty shaft.

Dave noticed immediately that she was ten times better when she was on top. She would bounce on him, then grind on him, and then lean forward with her elbows on her knees and do a combination of grinding, bouncing, and dancing that drove him nuts. He had never seen anything like this from white women. On top of that, she was giving him the dirty talk and it was making him want to nail her some more.

As she rode him—and now that he’d gotten his second wind—he began to mirror her movements. Later he just started thrusting lustfully into her. Eventually his thrusts were coming so hard that they were lifting her off his lap so she got up.

Dave got up with her. He reached for the back of her head and guided it so far down that she almost fell over.

Her legs were spread wide apart. He had a perfect path to her sweet hole. He slipped into it and continued pounding her like the whore she was.

He could feel an orgasm coming. He needed it badly, but he wanted to pop on her tits and look her in the eyes as his seed soiled her body.

He made her lie on the desk. He took his shirt off. He was back in her hairy twat seconds later.

The only thing on his mind was releasing that built up anxiety. He couldn’t wait to drench her in his fluids.

His hands gripped firmly around Lawanda’s tits. She was moaning and screaming and egging him on.

The tingles in his cock intensified. He felt the burning of hot semen coming up his shaft. He let out a loud moan.

He pulled his cock out, grabbed it from the bottom, and started stroking it frantically.

He pointed it at her tits, but just like many other men in Lawanda’s sex life, his aim was horrible. A little landed on her tits, but the majority landed on her shoulder blade. Neither of them cared though. They were satisfied, tired, and spent.

Lawanda used the napkins on the doctor’s desk to clean up and then she went to the dressing room. There were at least a half dozen black nurses having a conversation about the new white woman with the nice ass and how she’d make for a good dancer (most of the nurses made extra money on the side as dancers).

She joined in the conversation like nothing had happened, but she couldn’t help but wonder how many of the other nurses had been fucked by Dave.

They chatted with the white girl. She seemed to be cool with it, but it was obvious that she didn’t have much experience dancing.

The other girls worked with her, and when they’d gotten her bent over a toilet shaking her ass, someone else came in. Lawanda didn’t know who he was, but she’d seen him around and she knew enough about him to know that he ranked pretty high around there.

Lawanda was one of the last people to leave. She looked over her shoulder as she left out the door.

The white girl was still shaking her ass over the toilet seat. She was wearing headphones so she’d have some music to work with. The radio was up loud so she had no clue that all the girls were gone and the only person left was a large black man gawking at her ass.

Lawanda chuckled and shook her head. She knew what about to happen. She just wished she could be a fly on the wall so she could watch.

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It was Nancy’s first month on the job. All the other nurses were black. She was the only white nurse at this hospital. The other girls were very outgoing and they welcomed her in with open arms.

Nancy liked being treated so well, but all the attention made her feel uncomfortable sometimes. The other nurses talked to her like they had known her for years.

For example, they talked about their sex lives all the time and they went into very intricate details when they did so. She’d found out that almost all the other nurses were strippers by night and went around fucking just about anybody who tried.

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After a while, Nancy got used to listening to their hot stories and watching them practice new dance moves in the ladies locker room. She was becoming one of the girls and she even enjoyed listening to their wild sex stories. It seemed like these black women were having the time of their lives and a part of Nancy—who had lived a sheltered lifestyle until now—wanted to experience the wild side firsthand.

She had become such good friends with the black girls over the last few weeks that she had began to talk like them sometimes; she had began to act like them all the time.

It was a little after 4 o’clock. The locker room was cramped. The women who worked first shift were getting ready to go home; the women who worked second shift were getting ready to start work.

Everyone was feeling extra frisky this fine evening, so the ladies decided to teach Nancy a few of their stripper moves. Since they were in a hospital and couldn’t play the radio very loud, they gave Nancy a walkman to listen to as they tried their best to teach her the one thing that every stripper needed to know above everything else—how to move her ass.

They all agreed that Nancy was a sexy white woman and she had a nice body. The problem was that she shook her ass like a white girl. She was too stiff, she needed more motion in her hips, and she smiled too much, which took away from her sex appeal.

One of the other girls tried to give her a demonstration. She stripped down to her skimpy underwear and started prancing about while she talked shit and flaunted her body.

Man, oh man, was that chick sexy, thought Nancy.

All the girls in this division looked so good. Nancy liked their skin colors the most. Nancy had always thought black people had the prettiest skin. It was no wonder white people were always on the beach trying to darken up.

A few seconds later, the girls had told Nancy to take everything off except her underwear. She needed to be in “uniform” to get her attitude right. The lessons started again, but Nancy still wasn’t feeling it.

“Can I listen to my walkman so I can have some music?” she asked.

They handed it to her. They told her to bend over the toilet and the lessons were on again.

“Where the hell are all the nurses?” Sean, the Assistant General Manager, said to himself. It was almost 4:15 PM and he hadn’t seen anyone from second shift.

He got a little more of his paperwork done and then checked his watch. He went outside of his office. Still, there wasn’t a single nurse to be seen.

He started walking towards the nurses’ locker room. Anger was boiling inside of him. Even from this distance he could hear the hooting and cheering. He knew most of the nurses were strippers, and that was fine, but when their other job got in the way of their current job, that was going to be a problem.

Sean was a cool man. He was an easy guy to work for. He never made a big deal about petty things, but he hated it when he had to tell people who were considered professionals to do things that they already knew they were supposed to be doing.

Just that quick, these stupid chicks had managed to screw up his good day. He was set to tell them off. He was going to kick ass and take names later. There would be write-ups, suspensions, reprimands, all kinds of…

OH SHIT!!

Look at that.

The first thing he saw when he got to the locker room door was half naked women, but the one that caught his eye was the new nurse, Nancy. She was bent over the toilet seat wearing nothing but a bra and a pair of panties that fit nicely up her ass, leaving plenty of flesh visible on the sides.

Sean took a deep breath. He felt his cock sliding down his thigh. Luckily he was wearing dark sunglasses so no one could see in his eyes and know how turned on he was.

He smirked at them, crossed his arms, and stood to the side of the door without saying a word. The message was clear. He wanted them to leave.

Some were ashamed and couldn’t look him in the eye. Others looked like they were glad he caught them. Either way, the nurses started filing out one by one as they noticed him standing there.

The only person who didn’t leave was Nancy. Why was she still bending over the toilet doing that rhythm-less booty bounce dance? Was she really that defiant?

Sean was half angry and half horny now. He hated disobedience, but it was hard to stay angry when he was looking at a sight like that.

He was about to say something to her when he heard something coming from her direction. It sounded like music. It was really low. That’s when he realized what was going on. Nancy was listening to loud music on a walkman. She didn’t know he was there and she didn’t know all of her friends had left.

His glasses were too dark so you’d never know it by looking at him, but Sean had a twinkle in his eye. With his 6’3” frame and 220 pounds of muscle and sinew, he advanced.

The music was loud. Nancy was trying to lose herself in it, just as the girls had told her.

She wasn’t aware of anything going on around her. All she knew was she felt a lot of hands moving her butt in different directions.

After a few seconds, all the hands were gone and she was bouncing her ass to the beat of the music all by herself.

Nancy’s confidence had risen. If no one was guiding, she obviously must be doing it the right way.

Her eyes were closed. She let the loud music take control of her as she waited for one of her friends to intervene.

For a long time, no one did, so she kept bouncing her ass around trying to make it as appealing as possible as she imagined herself on stage with the other girls.

She’d probably be the only white girl stripping in club. She was thinking maybe she could give herself a name like Vanilla, something that said she was white and didn’t mind shaking it for the brothas. Or maybe she could…

WHOA!

There it was. She felt a hand. It wasn’t around her hips like before. It was on her ass and it was getting into some regions where none of the girls had ever gone before. If this was their way of saying she was ready for the night life, they’d certainly made their point clear.

The hand groped her ass cheeks and then she felt another one touching the part of her panties that covered her pussy. She looked over her shoulder and saw the assistant GM standing over her and none of her girlfriends anywhere.

Her first reaction was to run and put her clothes on, but she didn’t flinch. She figured there wasn’t going to be any trouble if he was feeling her up.

Her strip tease had obviously gotten him horny, and she wanted to have the first wild sex of her life. It seemed they could solve each other’s problems, so Nancy remained bent over the toilet and let the assistant GM do as he pleased.

Yes!! She had turned around. She’d seen who was behind her and she wasn’t objecting to it. Sean was on cloud nine.

He started kissing and sucking her ivory ass cheeks as he caressed the mound between her legs. There was a lot of heat coming from it. The more he kissed her, the stronger the scent of pussy became in the air.

He slid her panties off her supple thighs. She stepped out of them. This white woman had a nice ass with a fat cunt decorating the middle.

Nancy lowered her head farther down and arched her back. She let her ass sway slowly from side to side.

Sean stood up and started undoing his pants. “I like to watch you like this,” he whispered as he fought to free his ten-inch cock from his underwear.

Once it was out, he gently slapped it on her ass. “You’re a bad girl,” he said.

He continued slapping her with it and sliding it on her rear end, allowing the body heat and the eroticism of the moment to fully harden his penis.

“Sit on the toilet for me and spread your legs,” commanded Sean.

She did, and when she turned around, she was happy to see that he had opened his shirt up. She could tell he was well-built by the way he filled out his shirts, but she had no idea he stacked like this. Sean was a tall, dark pile of rippling muscles.

He took a step forward and stood with his semi-erect penis hanging in front of her face. They stared at each other for a few moments with neither of them making a move, although Nancy’s eyes did drop occasionally to Sean’s humongous prick.

He was making it jump. Every few seconds it would jump and go limp, jump and go limp. It was very inviting and tempting. Nancy was transfixed with her fingers in her mouth not even realizes how hard she was sucking on them.

Simultaneously, that hand dropped to her pussy and started stroking it as her other came up and grabbed hold of the biggest cock she’d ever seen.

She started stroking her pussy and his cock. She watched it stiffen to full length in her hand. There had to be close to a foot of throbbing black dick in her hands.

Her pussy was soaking wet. She was horny as hell. The only thing she could do was stuff him in her mouth.

She couldn’t take much cock in her mouth other than a few inches past the head. There was too much of it.

She used her hands to stroke the rest in sync with her sucking motion. All you could hear was Sean moaning as he humped into Nancy’s mouth.

He motioned for her to sit back, then he dropped to his knees. He opened her legs and raised them a little bit.

Nancy had a pretty pink pussy with a little fuzz growing on it. It smelled sweet and fresh and tasted even better.

Sean sucked it, slurped it, fondled it, did everything to it for five minutes straight. He had Nancy bubbling up her juices as she screeched, moaned, whimpered like a baby, and spilled pussy juice into his eager mouth. It was the best tonguing of her life, and when he was finished, she couldn’t have been more ready for the dick.

They traded places. Sean’s cock looked like a flag pole growing out of his pelvis. It was kind of scary. She’d never had a cock anywhere close to that size.

She mounted him anyway, trying very hard not to show any fear. Sean squeezed a handful of ass with one hand and pulled her meaty cheek out of the way.

He placed the head of his cock on the hole. Her juices spilled all over his shaft as he entered her, leaving his cock drenched in her fluids.

It was an easier entry than either of them had expected. Nancy was so wet and stimulated that her pussy stretched to a perfect fit. She could handle his girth, but there was still a little bit of his length that couldn’t quite make it up her cunt.

Regardless of that, it was still a great fit. Nancy started bouncing up and down on his shaft as she cried out and let her tits jiggle in his face. He was playing in her asshole as he helped her bounce and grind on his cock.

After a while, he lifted her off of him and put her on the floor. Like they’d started, she was bending over the toilet seat, this time on her knees, head down, ass up, and ready to be poked.

She liked this position the most. She could feel him a lot more because he was in control of how deep he went in her. When she was riding him, she backed away from the pain. She didn’t take all of his cock in her. Now that Sean was in control, he could shove every inch in her.

Nancy’s moans got louder with each passing minute and eventually turned into shouts. It hurt so much, but it hurt so good.

He was jamming it all in her tight hole. He stroked it in different directions. She could feel her guts yielding to the size and solidity of Sean’s massive prick.

When he felt he was nearing an orgasm, he pulled it out and put it in Nancy’s face. She nibbled at the head and then started stroking and sucking him off as he watched her and moaned with delight.

“Ohh, yeah,” said Sean. It was getting so close. “Go, baby. Ohhh.”

His whole cock was drenched with saliva. Nancy was fingering her twat and sucking for all she was worth.

“Oh, baby, oh, you’re gonna make me cum!”

Sean took his cock from her mouth, pointed at her, and stroked it. Streams of white spoo splattered her face and mouth as he groaned in passion, making no attempt to keep the volume down.

“OHHH! OHH! OOHHHHHHH!!!”

She licked his balls and followed it all the way up to the tip of his penis. She grabbed it and stuffed it back in her mouth trying to suck the remaining drops of semen from his balls.

Sean’s body tensed. He began convulsing and screaming until she let go of his spent cock.

Nancy got up. She stared at him. He stared back. No one said anything. She started getting dressed.

The moments afterward were awkward. It seemed like someone should say something. The only problem was that they didn’t know each other. There wasn’t anything to say.

Maybe they’d talk about it on a later day, but even if they didn’t, at least she had a great story for the girls tomorrow.

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Black Nurse Fantasies 3

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Michelle had just left the women’s locker room. She and some of the other black nurses were trying to teach the only white nurse how to dance like a stripper.

The assistant GM popped up at the door and made all of the nurses leave. For a good five minutes after they left, a few of them waited at the end of the hall to see how long it would take for the white nurse to come out.

She never did. They knew what must have been going on in there. They didn’t bother waiting any longer. They figured she’d tell them

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all about it tomorrow.

Michelle was feeling like a horny slut. Sex was the only thing on her mind.

Besides being bi-sexual and getting turned on by seeing all the half-naked nurses doing strip teases, a friend of hers had told her she’d fucked the head manager in his office just before they got to the locker room. She went into very intricate details and it left Michelle wanting some cock (or pussy) of her own.

Michelle worked the top floor. That was where they kept the patients who had mental problems. These weren’t people with serious problems.

They could function, but their thinking was a little off and they could be a little slow at times. They had a tendency to be very forgetful.

Michelle had picked up a platter with their snacks and medicines on it. She was thinking about all the sex she was going to have tonight when she got off work. That’s when the obscene noises coming from the TV caught her attention.

As she was sitting the platter on the table, she turned to look at the TV. There were women on their knees deep sucking some serious cock.

Michelle wasn’t horny anymore. She was confused.

She turned to the men to ask what was going on. Her mouth dropped wide open. Now she was in shock.

The two men were sitting on the couch with their cocks out, hard and throbbing. They were masturbating. They didn’t seem to pay any mind Michelle walking in on them. Their faces showed no emotion or feeling what so ever.

Michelle watched for a few seconds as she gathered her thoughts. She didn’t know what to do. This had never happened before.

The nurses had been having a very sexual day up to that point. She knew of one nurse who had already had sex and another who was most likely getting fucked right now.

She knew what she should do. It was as obvious as the two boners sticking up in front of her.

But their faces seemed so emotionless. She wasn’t even sure if they’d know what to do with her if they had the chance.

There was only one way to find out. She turned the TV off so they wouldn’t have anything else to concentrate on other than her.

Steve, the older of the two, the one with the most facial hair, picked up the remote and clicked it back on.

She shook her head at them. They were hopeless.

She took the medicines to the other side of the room and came back. She was going to try turning the TV off again, but then she thought maybe it’d work just as well if she left it on. They had pussy on the mind, so why wouldn’t they notice pussy if it were there in person.

Michelle slowly stepped around to the front of the couch as she unbuttoned her blouse and eyed them seductively. She was a tall black woman with huge natural tits, a plump ass, dark skin, long hair, full lips, and a pussy that was so juicy it looked like water would burst out of it if you gave it the slightest squeeze.

Of course they noticed her ample tits pressed snugly together behind a white bra that contrasted beautifully with her ebony skin as she opened her blouse and started touching them. Of course they noticed her flat belly as she dropped her uniform to the floor. Of course they noticed the sexy way she looked at them as she breathed heavily and grinded her pelvis in small circles in a dance of seduction.

Michelle’s pussy was so hot watching them masturbate. They were rock hard and ready. It seemed like such a waste of good, long cocks.

She could not wait any longer. She dropped to her knees and took hold of Steve’s dick. She put it in her mouth and sucked it with long, slow strokes.

Steve barely showed any emotion, but she could tell it felt good by the way his legs shivered every now and again. Whatever was wrong with his mind, it didn’t effect his cock any.

She started shoving more of it down her throat as she moaned with delight. She went so deep that she could feel his pulsing cock head bumping the back of her throat.

The whole time she could hear the moans of the women in the porno. Her pussy was gushing so much that even she could smell her own scent in the air.

She started looking over to Tom, the younger one with a body like an athlete. His hair was long and darkish blonde. He was really handsome and had a lot of sex appeal.

She wanted him, but she liked the cock that was in her mouth. She didn’t want to let it go. She started rubbing it in her cleavage and stared intensely in Steve’s eyes.

He reached up. He pulled her bra to the sides, revealing more of her supple flesh.

Finally, a reaction, thought Michelle.

He started touching her dark mounds and felt her flesh. He lifted them up and pulled them free. They were so huge and natural and jiggly.

Steve put his cock between them. He pressed them tightly together. He started humping them as Michelle moved her torso up and down joining in with him.

When she was done, she moved over to Tom and started sucking his cock, and she was pleased to see that she had gotten a smile out of Steve. These guys didn’t smile too often.

They both suffered from the same illness, but apparently Tom’s was a lesser case. His face twisted in a passionate grimace as soon as her lips touched his aching cock.

His breathing grew rapid. He grabbed her shoulder and held on tight. The longer she sucked, the better it felt, and after a while, he was digging his nails into her shoulder.

The effects of her blowjob were still fresh on Steve’s mind. He had sat up and was gently stroking his cock with one hand while he caressed Michelle’s ass with the other. Neither of them was paying the porno attention anymore.

Steve stood up. With cock in hand, he walked behind Michelle, knelt, and slipped every inch of hard, white, cock up Michelle’s pussy.

“Ohhh” Michelle moaned.

She paused on her cock sucking. She relished in the feel of finally having some man meat inside her eager snatch.

She squealed from the friction and grunted each time he thrust into her. There was less friction with each stroke. Her juices were coating his cock.

Both men were consumed with passion. Tom had even stood up so he could ram his cock in her mouth harder.

After a while, she made them both pull out so she could lie on her back. Missionary was her favorite position and she came the easiest this way. She lay with her legs wide and high, her tits out, and looking sexy as hell in her laced stockings.

Tom was first. He eased his cock inside of and started pounding her sweet mound. The guys took turns and repeatedly hard fucked Michelle as she moaned in pleasure.

She was having one orgasm after another. She loved the sight of them towering over her with every muscle rippling as they thrust into her, taking turns fucking her like a cheap whore, making her pussy cream and spasm and her tits jiggle and shake.

“I’m gonna cum!” screamed Tom.

Michelle was surprised to hear that. They never said anything, and when they did, it was usually just a word or two. This was the first full sentence she’d ever heard from either of them.

Tom pulled out and started stroking his cock. He was moaning and grunting as ropes of white, sticky juices shot from his cock and soaked her face and tits.

He kept stroking after there was nothing left to shoot. When he caught his breath, he moved out of the way and Steve wasted no time getting back inside her.

Like Tom, he pulled out when he was about to cum. Sticky spunk landed all over Michelle’s tits and belly. Between the two men, they had managed to leave a shiny coat of semen on Michelle’s upper body. It made her look like a finely waxed automobile.

Michelle got off the couch and headed for her clothes. She needed to finish making her rounds.

She was glad to see that Tom and Steve’s mental condition was getting better because of good sex, but when she came back to check on them after she was dressed, they had sat back on the couch. They were still naked, stroking their cocks, and staring blankly at the porno as if they hadn’t just gotten their cocks polished a few seconds ago.

It was weird, but it gave her hope. They were back to normal, but she knew she’d seen emotion and alertness on their faces during sex.

Maybe sex could be used as a cure for such illnesses. It was a long shot, but not entirely impossible. She needed to find a doctor that she could trust and tell him what happened.

Young Bi-Curious Bathroom Boy

CalicoJack on Bisexual Stories



This story takes place one night at a restaurant in
Queens. I was out with my girlfriend and
another couple we hung out with often.Â
The night started completely ordinary, but that all changed when we
arrived at the restaurant and I went to use the rest room. The bathroom was completely empty except for
one young teenager standing at the urinal.Â



I walked up a few urinals away and began doing my
business. I glanced over and saw that he
was looking right at me with an odd smile.Â
I just turned away. I then
noticed he came one urinal closer to me, now there wa

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s just one between
us. Again, I just ignored him. And then he moved next to me. Feeling really uncomfortable, I looked at him
and before I could say a word, he had his huge fully erect penis pointing
strait at me.



I was speechless.Â
This young boys penis had been at least 7.5 inches and was very
thick. Without realizing it, I had
gotten stiff also. He looked and laughed
and said, “so you like what you see.” I
didn’t know what to say. I was
completely embarrassed. I turned for the
door and started walking out and he told me to stop.



I looked back and he was walking towards a stall and told me
to follow. I was so damn horny; I
followed him, just out of curiosity. In
the stall, with the door still open, he dropped his pants, turned around, and
bent over spreading his ass cheeks. I
could his tight little virgin hole. It
looked to be never touched.



He said, “I am very bi-curious and I really want to end that
curiosity. I want you to fuck me and I
want to fuck you.” Hearing such a young
boy say things that dirty made my cock pulsate.Â
Because I was always a little curious also, I decided to deal with the
guilt later, and have some fun now. My
company would just have to wait.



I knelt down and stuck my tongue into his ass crack. I licked his tiny ass hole furiously. I kept licking as I was pulling my pants
down. I pulled out my cock and it was bigger
than I had ever seen it before. I placed
it near the entrance and applied some pressure.Â
Within seconds, his ass opened up enough for me to get the head in. I held it for a few seconds, knowing any
movement would cause me to cum. I
eventually got into rhythm and began fucking him.



I guess he could sense when I was about to cum because right
before I did, he pulled away. He turned
around and pointed his cock to my face.Â
I got on my knees and began sucking his cock. He squirmed back and forth and came within 30
seconds of me starting. Without warning,
I had cum all over my face and some on my shirt.



I stood up, a grabbed the back of his face and pulled it
down do my cock. I put my dick in his
mouth planning on returning the favor.Â
When I came, I held his head over my dick and came in his mouth. I could hear him gag a little, but he made no
effort to leave. I felt my cum and his
spit running down my balls and my leg.



We both got up, cleaned ourselves off and went our separate ways. I still go to that restaurant hoping to meet
that same kid in the bathroom. Every
time my girlfriend asks me where I want to go, I say there. I will never tell her why, and I keep hoping
to meet my little friend again.




Shemale Slut Part 2

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Since our first encounter Leslie (that is her name) and I have spent a lot of time together.  Mostly in the Boutique before opening and after closing.  I can't seem to get enough of that beautiful cock and she knows it.  She has even come to the Boutique on her off days and called me into the dressing room to get a taste.

One of our most recent encounters happened before the store opened.  I was asked to come in early to take inventory and Leslie came in to meet with the owner.  I arrived before she did and when she walked in the door I immediatley got turned on, as I usually do, whenever she is around.  She has a way of looking at me that just makes me melt.  Literally, my pussy gets soaking wet.  She asked me wh

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ere was the boss.  I told her, she was in the office waiting on her.  She said, "I bet."  Before going in, she asked me if I had on any panties.  I told her I was wearing one of the thongs that she purchased for me.  She said, "good girl",  kissed me on the lips and headed into the office.  Still in a trance, I came to when I heard voices coming from the intercom system on the counter.  What I was hearing was blowing my mind and turning me on. 

The owner was definitely waiting on her, because they wasted no time getting it on.  Someone mistakenly (yeah right)touched the intercom button giving me full verbal access to what was going on.  I heard what sounded like kissing at first.  I heard the owner say that she missed her kisses but most of all missed "this."  I knew right away what she was talking about.  That cock had a mesmerizing effect.  The owner must have went right to work on that rock hard cock, because I heard Leslie telling her how good her mouth felt.  After a little more sucking, Leslie told her that she was ready to ram deep into her pussy.  The next thing I heard was Leslie asking her if it felt good and the owner screaming out "yes, yes".  By that time I had taken hopped up on the counter and was using two fingers in my pussy imagining that cock was going inside of me.  Oh how I wanted it inside of me.  After a few more minutes I heard Leslie tell her that she was "coming."  I heard moaning and grunting and the owner telling her to "give it to me."  After Leslie had finished coming and had plopped our of the owner's pussy I heard Leslie tell her that she wanted their "cum" to dry on her cock.  The owner obviously was about to  assume the position between the those beautiful legs.  The owner told her "okay" with a confused tone.  I heard the owner say she was going in her bathroom to take and shower.  Leslie kissed her goodbye and said she was headed back home and would shower then.  As I was hopping down off of the counter, I heard the intercome cut off and a few seconds later Leslie walked out of the office with a wicked smile on her face.  She walked straight to the dressing rooms and becked for me to follow her.

By the time I arrived in the dressing room, she was already sitting on the bench with her skirt (after our first encounter, she told me that we would always skirts to work for easy access) raised and her legs spread wide with that COCK hanging and begging for me to suck.  She stopped me as I was walking towards her and asked me "how bad do you want it."  I told her "I want it "bad".  She told me to get on my knees and crawl to her.  I was happy to oblige.  I got down on my knees and crawled to that COCK that I knew was covered with a mixture of her cum and our owner's cum.  When I arrived between her legs I grabbed and gobbled her cock so fast she laughed and told me to slow down.  I couldn't because it tasted so good.  The mixture was intoxicating and I was loving it.  As I was sucking she was talking dirty to me and asking me if I enjoyed listening to their sex adventure.  I nodded "yes" not wanting to take her cock out of my mouth.  After a few minutes of sucking, she stopped talking and gradded my head.  As she was fucking my mouth, I gagged a few times, but I didn't stop.  When she told me she was coming, I locked my jaws around that COCK because I wanted every drop of cum.  She came so hard I couldn't contain her in my mouth and it slipped out and spewed all over my face.  When she finished, she quickly leaned down and started kissing me with a passion that I have only felt with her.  Leslie licked up every drop of her cum that was on my face as I lifted up on the bench next to her.  When she finished licking, she looked me in the eyes and told me that she had to leave but wanted to satisfy my wet pussy.  With that she put her hand under my skirt and dipped her finger in my wet pussy, then took her finger and put it in her mouth.  She kissed me agian, told me to come to her house when I got off and with that she left.  As I straightened myself up and was headed out of the dressing room, I ran into the owner.  She had a very satisfied look on her face.  I had the same look on my face.  Just sucking Leslie's cock satisfies me.  I went to the bathroom, got myself off and washed up before the store opened. 

Later in the day while I was waiting on a customer, the phone rang.  It was Leslie and her voice made my pussy twitch.  She asked me if my pussy was still wet.  I told her "yes".  She told me that her cock was rock hard and waiting for me.  When she said that it felt like I was about to have an orgasm, but I had to keep myself composed in front of the customer.  She told me that she was also going to see about us having a threesome with the owner.  With that she hung up.  I was weak at the knees.  I was grateful that the customer was engrossed in a conversation on her cell phone, so she didn't notice me.  I couldn't wait for my shif to be over.

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Fucking the Wife who Doesn't Like Sex

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Fucking the Wife who Doesn't Like Sex


Catherine and Carl had gotten married when they were both 26.

The service was very nice and so was the reception afterward. It had been hosted by Catherine's parents, who were well known around town and had a high position among the community in which they lived. They were known for their clean way of life and never starting any trouble. Instead they sponsored many events around the community, such as clean-up drives, planting trees and making sure the lawns in the area were
well kept and tended.

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man">While Catherine and Carl were on their honeymoon, Catherine's parents were killed in a house fire. It was later determined that the fire was due to a spark thrown from the open fireplace. Her father had neglected, for the first time, to put the screen up before going to bed that night.

The year was 1935 and Catherine and Carl rushed home, never having the opportunity to consummate their marriage.

It had been a night that Catherine had dreaded and was only too glad to put it off.

The funeral was 2 days later and, of course, the whole town attended. At her new home, which Carl had recently finished building, the guests mingled with everyone and expressed their condolences to both of them. It lasted well into the night and by the time the last family had left the two of them were too tired to think of anything buy sleep. In the darkened bedroom they got undressed and quietly slipped under the covers of the bed and quickly fell into an undisturbed sleep.

Catherine's grief gave her an excuse to refuse Carl the chance to take his wife's cherry and, after many weeks of trying, Carl decided it was time he did something about it.

The next week Carl visited the local library and did some research into the history and application of hypnosis. He'd heard some things from his best friend, Jerry, and thought it might be something he could use on Catherine to weaken her resolve towards sex.

Many times after the funeral he'd brought up the subject, only to have his wife either ignore him, walk out of the room, or start an argument. Many a night he'd have to crawl out of bed, after making sure that Catherine was asleep, and go into the bathroom and jack off for some relief. All he could do was
imagine what his wife looked like under all the night clothes she wore every night. She wouldn't even let him cop a feel of her boobs, not that she had anything to play with in the first place. Like his former mother-in-law, Catherine was almost completely flat chested.

Carl would go to the library two nights a week and do his reading. He didn't want Catherine aware of what he was up to. If he could come up with the courage to do this then he wanted her to be completely unaware of what was happening. He wanted her to believe that she'd never released her pent up feelings and given in to his advances.

After three weeks of reading he was ready to try out his technique, to see if he could actually get her hypnotized and do what he wanted to with her.

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On the following Saturday night he got ready for bed, like every other night. This time though, he decided the time was right to try and hypnotize Catherine.
As he sat in the bed, waiting for his wife to emerge from the bathroom, he worked on his plan. He would get up to her when she sat on her side of the bed and begin to massage her shoulders. It was something he'd already started the previous week and he was glad that she liked it. He also noticed that several minutes later her head would start to nod and fall forward until her chin rested on her upper chest. He already started to try and get her into a trance, and several times thought he'd succeeded. One one occasion he'd actually gotten her to answer his questions and was glad to find out the next morning that she apparently didn't remember anything from the previous night.

Tonight he was going to go further and try to plant a suggestion in her mind and wait and see what would happen.

As he waited his plan formed and by the time Catherine sat on the bed he was ready.

For ten minutes he massaged her shoulders, feeling the days tension slowly release its hold. As he worked he talked to her and once again her head nodded forward and eventually rested on her chest.

"Catherine?"

No response.

He tried again. "Catherine?"

"Yes," she answered dreamily.

"Good," he thought to himself. "I want you to listen to me," he began.

"Ok."

"From this minute on you will listen to my voice. You won't hear anything else by my voice."

"Yes, dear. I will hear only your voice."

He quit his massage and moved to sit next to her on the side of the bed. He took her hand in his and talked slowly and clearly to her.

"Whenever I mention Buttermilk, you will go into a trance and you'll do everything I ask you to do." He stopped for a moment and let the suggestion sink in.
"Do you understand?"

"Yes. Whenever you tell me Buttermilk, I'm to go into a trance and listed to you and do whatever you want me to."

"Yes. I'm glad you understand."

He got back behind her and started his massage once again. After a couple of minutes he woke her up and let her know he was finished and it was time to get in bed and turn out the lights.

That night he dreamed of fucking her.

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After he got out of his morning shower he was tempted to try out his suggestion at the breakfast table, but decided he would wait till he got home that evening after work. After all, he didn't want to push it.

He'd been patient for a while now, so it wasn't going to hurt to wait a little longer.

While Carl was at work that day Catherine decided it was time to hire someone to help her around the yard, doing the work to maintain the lawn and the hedges. Her father had used one of the towns many black men, his name had been Jessie, and she decided to get in touch with him to see if he knew anyone
who would be willing to work at her place. Of course she'd pay a decent wage, just as her father had. She sent word to Jessie that she needed to talk to him and could he be at the house around noon that day.

Jessie as only a little older then she was, somewhere between 30 and 35 and had worked for her father for a number of years before the accident. She'd grown to like the man. He was honest, didn't cause any problems, and never missed a day of work. She hoped she'd be lucky enough to find someone like him to help her.

His reply was that he'd be there.

At 12:15 she heard a knock on her back door and knew it would be Jessie. She found him standing on the back porch waiting for her.

"I'll be right with you, Jessie. Please, have a seat and I'll bring you a glass of water. I know it's hot out there today and after that long walk I'm sure you're parched."

"Thank you, Misses Wilson. I sure do appreciate it."

When Catherine returned she found him sitting in the rocker, next to the porch swing, where she sat after handing him the water. She watched as he drank the whole thing in only two or three gulps.

"Thank you, Misses Wilson. That was mighty nice of you."

"You're welcome, Jessie.

"The reason I asked you to come here today is that I need to find someone to do the chores around the house. You know, like you used to do for my father."

"I'd be happy to do that for you, Misses Wilson."

"Are you sure, Jessie?"

"Yes, mam. I'm sure. I haven't really done anything since your parents passed and I really enjoyed working for your daddy. He was nice to me and respected me, as much as I respected him."

"Yes, Jessie. Daddy liked your work very much. I'd be happy to pay you a little more the he paid you, considering it's been 10 years since the accident. I know he didn't pay you much, but I'd like to increase that, if it's ok with you."

The look of surprise on Jessie's face told her he'd gladly accept the raise.

"Good! When can you start?"

"I'm in the middle of re-doing my bedroom at home. I should be finished by the middle of next week.

Would the following weekend be ok with you?"

Catherine didn't even think about it.

"Yes, that would be fine. I can have everything ready for you by then. I'll pay you at the end of each week, on Fridays, if that's ok with you."

"That'll be fine, Misses Wilson."

"There's only one condition, too, Jessie."

A puzzled look now appeared on his face, which was as black as the blackest coal in their coal bins. "And what would that be," he asked.

"I'll have to insist that you don't call me Misses Wilson anymore."

"Oh, Misses Wilson, I couldn't do that."

"Yes, you can. From now on I want you to just call me Catherine, or Miss Catherine, whichever you prefer."

"But what would Mr. Wilson say to that?"

"You let me worry about Mr. Wilson," she told him. "You and I have know each other for most of our lives and I see no harm in you calling me by my first name. OK?"

"Yes, mam."

Catherine stood up, indicating to Jessie the conversation was finished.

"You take care of your business at home and I'll see you next weekend."

"Thank you, Misses Wils......, I mean Miss Catherine. I'll be here."

With that settled, Jessie left the porch and headed down the road, towards his house.

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Carl fantasized about what he was going to do all that day at work. At times it was all he could do to concentrate on the work on his desk. Finally he decided that if he didn't want to get fired he'd better get his work done, and done on time. The rest of his day went without incident and by 5:15 he was on his way home, and to his wife.

Catherine was in the kitchen when he got home, putting the finishing touches on supper. Tonight there would be fried chicken, field peas, biscuits and homemade tea.

He stood in the doorway between the dining room and the kitchen and watched her as she worked on finishing the meal.

Without really thinking about what he was going to do he said, "Buttermilk".

What happened caught him off guard.

As soon as his wife heard Buttermilk, she slumped and sagged towards the floor. It was all he could do to catch her before she hit the floor. He picked her up and carried her to the living room and placed her on the sofa.

"It worked!" he almost shouted. He couldn't believe it had actually worked!

"Catherine? Can you hear me, dear?"

"Yes, Carl. I hear you."

She sounded far away and he noticed her eyes were closed. Apparently his hypnotic suggestion had worked just fine.

"Easy," he thought to himself. One step at a time here. After all, he wanted to make sure this worked and he didn't want her waking up and discovering what he was doing. She'd be mad as hell at him, not that he wouldn't have deserved it.

He sat back in his chair and thought for a moment.

"Catherine."

"Yes?"

"I want you to sit up straight and remove your blouse and bra, please."

As he sat there he was startled to see her sit up straight and start to unbutton the front of her blouse. Once she was finished she reached behind her and unhooked her bra, pulling her arms our of the straps and placing it in her lap.

In the just over 10 years they'd been married this was actually the first time she's exposed herself to him.

He'd always wondered what her tits looked like. He knew they were small, almost nonexistent, but what he saw in front of him truly amazed him. Her Areolas were as large, or larger, than silver dollars and her nipples appeared to stick out from her chest like erasers on a pencil.

"Pinch your nipples until they're hard," he told her.

He watched as she raised her hands to her chest and took a nipple in each hand, pinching each one between her fingers and thumbs until they stood out even further.

Getting up from his chair he crossed the room and sat next to her, noticing that her nipples to stand out at least an inch or better. He reached out to feel them himself and found them to be as hard as rocks.

"Nice," he thought.

He returned to his chair. He wanted her to feel safe and secure and didn't want to appear to intimidate her or make her feel ashamed of her body.
"Now, I want you to stand up and remove your skirt and your panties, please."

Catherine stood up, unbuttoned her skirt and let it drop to the floor. Next her white cotton panties joined it. She stepped out of them as sat back on the sofa.
"Spread your legs, please."

She did and he could see her pussy for the first time. She had an abundance of hair between her legs and he found that he'd like to see her without any hair down there at all.

"Tomorrow I want you to shave your pussy and keep it that way. You'll think it was completely your own idea and think nothing else about it.
Understand?"

"Yes."

"You can get dressed again, dear. Once you've gotten all your clothes on you'll return to the kitchen and finish with supper. You will not remember any of this. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

Carl got up and went to the bathroom to wash up and get ready for supper. When he got to the dining room the meal was already laid out on the table and ready to eat. They enjoyed a nice meal and every time Carl would look at her he'd smile.

"I hope this works," he thought.

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As Catherine grew up she was led to believe that sex was only for procreation and not for enjoyment.

Her mother drummed into her that sex was nasty and she was only to consent to 'relationships' with her husband when they decided it was time to conceive and have children.

One time her mother has caught her masturbating and gave her the beating of her life. She explained that it was nasty and she wasn't to do it again.

Even though Catherine had enjoyed the feelings she'd gotten from stroking herself (She never realized what that dizzy feeling was when she climaxed) she decided that her mother was right and she never did it again.

She knew that her Carl would want to 'have her' on their wedding night, and she'd secretly dreaded just the thought of it. Then the accident had happened and she'd used her grief as an excuse not to give in to her husband. So far it had worked out.

But, she knew she wouldn't be able to deny him much longer. His insistence that she give in to him only grew each and every week and there were times when she hated going to bed, because she knew what he was going to ask of her.

Lately though, after his nightly massage, he'd quit asking her and she decided that he'd finally realized she wasn't going to let him do anything until she was ready. And that was only going to happen when she decided she was ready to start a family. She'd use sex only for procreation, as her mother had
told her.

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For the first time in years Catherine overslept the next day.

When she finally woke up Carl was already gone to work. He'd left a note on the table for her though.

"Cat,

I knew you weren't feeling well, so decided to let you sleep in today. Take care of yourself and
I'll see you when I get home.
Love you,

Carl"

"Now wasn't that nice of him," she thought.

She got up and went to the bathroom to draw her bath. As she stood before the full length mirror mounted on the back of the door, her attention was drawn to the hairy triangle between her legs.

For some reason it seemed to bother her that she had so much hair down there. It had never bothered her before, but her attention kept coming back to it. Finally she decided to do something about it. She opened the medicine cabinet, where Carl kept his razor and shaving cream, and took both out and laid them on the side of the tub, within easy reach. She also set out a pair of scissors.

Once the water was drawn she settled down and began to relax. There was not really anything she had to do today, so she'd thought that a nice, relaxing soak in the tub would help her feel better.

She sat there until the water began to cool and then she'd lathered up her wash cloth and bathed herself. Once she finished she let the water out until it reached a level slightly below her stretched out legs and got the shaving cream and razor. She took the scissors and began to cut the longer strands of
hair between her legs, getting as close to the skin as she could without cutting herself with them. Once she was satisfied it was short enough, she lathered up her outer lips and began to use the razor.

Once the outside of her pussy was well shaved she pulled her lips apart and used the razor on the inside of them, trying to get as much of the hair as she could. She would occasionally rinse the lather off and feel between her lips, trying to locate any stray strands. Once she was sure she'd gotten it all
she rinsed again and ran her hand over the new smoothness, amazed as to how nice it felt not to have any hair down there at all.

Then, for the first time in almost 20 years, she began to play with herself, bringing her clitoris to a full erection and rotating her fingers around the bud until she climaxed. It was the first climax (she now knew what that tingly sensation between her legs was) she'd had in years and she sat there in the
remaining water and let the sensation spread throughout her body. Then she pushed two fingers inside her and moved them in and out, rubbing her clitoris with each stroke. It felt good. After several climaxes she realized what had happened and grew red with embarrassment. It was like
she was afraid someone would catch her, even though there was no one around and her mother certainly wasn't going to catch her again, not after all these years.

Rising in the tub, she toweled herself and stepped onto the cold bathroom floor, catching a glimpse of herself in the mirror, and noticing how much better she looked. The bare patch between her legs looked almost natural to her and she wondered what had made her decide to shave herself. She
decided that she liked how it looked and never gave it a second thought. She dried her hair, powdered herself and got dressed, then returned to the bedroom, made the bed and went to the kitchen to get something to eat.

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When Carl got home that afternoon he found Catherine sitting on the sofa, reading one of her magazines.

"Buttermilk," he said.

Catherine instantly slumped back into the sofa, dropping the magazine into her lap.

"Show me what you did today, dear. Please."

Without any hesitation Catherine stood up and unbuttoned her skirt, dropped it to the floor, and then removed her panties, showing her husband the now naked region of her loins.

"Very pretty, dear. Thank you."

"You're welcome, Carl."

"How does it feel?"

"Better then I thought it would," she answered.

"I want you to keep it shaved for me, please."

"Yes, dear. I will."

"Now I want you to sit back and spread your legs as far as you can."

He watched as Catherine did as he'd asked. Once she was settled she spread her legs, hooking her knees around her arms, opening herself up for him to see deep inside her.

At once Carl was on his knees, between Catherine's thighs, and leaned closer to her opening. He inhaled her aroma, savoring that smell for the first time. Now he was going to enjoy himself to his wife's treats.

Without hesitation he lowered his mouth to her opening and drew his tongue along the inside of her lips, tasting for the first time the juices within. His cock got instantly harder than it'd been in years. He continued to lick her lips, sucking off the juices gathered on his tongue and savoring them. It had literally been years since he'd eaten any pussy. While he could've had his share of any of the women at work, he'd declined to fall to adultery and only fantasize about what it would be like to finally get his wife where he wanted her. For now he didn't intend to fuck her, just suck her off now and then, perhaps a couple of times a day. He wanted to enjoy this for a while and knowing he could do this anytime he wanted to only made the desire that much stronger.

Once he finished licking her clean he covered her pussy with his mouth and drove his tongue as deep into her box as he could. The hotness of her pussy completely consumed him. His cock was now leaking pre cum like never before and he could feel its wetness not only on his shorts but slowly
sliding down the length of his cock and onto his balls. With one hand he undid his belt, unzipped his pants, and pulled out his uncut cock. He used his abundance of juices to lubricate himself and then he started to jerk off while eating out his wife.

Catherine was reacting as he thought she would, by rotating her hips and trying to push her pussy up into his mouth. He sucked out her juices and rotated his tongue into her with each shove.

Yes, he was totally enjoying this
.
It was only a matter of minutes before he shot off his largest load of cum in ages. He let himself shoot off into his hand, trying not to make a mess of the front of the sofa. After all, how would he explain the mess to Catherine, especially when she wasn't even aware of what he was doing to her?

Once he was finished sucking her off, he settled back on his haunches and looked into the box he'd just enjoyed for the first time. He knew that he would be doing this again, and soon!

When he finished he left her sitting on the sofa with her thighs still spread open and her remaining juices causing her lips to glisten. He went to the bathroom and cleaned himself up and then returned to the living room. He brought with him a warm wash cloth and cleaned Catherine up as best as he could. After all, he didn't want to leave any trace of what happened. He was sure she'd figure something had happened, but she wouldn't be able to remember what it was.

"Catherine, you can now drop your legs. I want you to get dressed and sit back. Pick up your magazine and when I count to three you'll be alert but won't remember anything that just happened."

He watched as his wife got dressed and picked up her magazine once she settled back into the sofa. Then he counted to three, while going into the dining room and acting as if he was just getting home.

"Hi, honey, she said when he came into the living room. Have a good day at the office?"

"Had to work a little late tonight, dear. Sorry I'm late getting home."

He'd decided that the little lie was something he'd have to come up with once she noticed the lateness of the evening. After all, he'd munched on her pussy for almost an hour, bring her to multiple climaxes. He realized she'd wonder what had happed with the lost time, so he'd decided to come
up with something himself. He thought it would be easier that way.

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Carl did his thing with Catherine every night for two months before he decided it was time to move up to the next level. Now that he'd 'satisfied' her for a while it was time for her to do something for him, so he decided that the next move would be for her to use her mouth on him.

This move would come later, and Carl didn't realize that he'd be observed by an outside source as well.

One evening Jessie had worked late on the property when he's heard Carl's truck come up the drive.

He watched as Carl got out and went into the house. He suspected something was up, because for the past two weeks when Carl got home, he'd look around as he got out of the truck, almost as if he was afraid of being spotted. Now Jessie had no idea of what was actually going on inside that
house, but he intended to find out. After watching Carl enter the house, Jessie used his passkey and followed into the house. As he stood in the kitchen he heard Carl tell Catherine to get undressed.

Sounded funny to Jessie. A man shouldn't have to ask his wife to get undressed in the living room.

That's what the bedroom was for.

Next he heard Carl tell Catherine to sit on the sofa and to undo his pants. He heard as Catherine unzipped the pants and heard them hit the floor with a thud.
He sneaked to the end of the hallway leading into the living room and stood there. His view was a profile of the two of them, so he had a good view of what was about to happen.

As he watched Catherine lowered Carl's boxers and he was amazed at what appeared. Carl had the biggest cock he'd ever seen on a white man. He wasn't bigger then Jessie was, but he was still big. He also noticed that, like himself, Carl was uncut, with an ample amount of foreskin draped around the head of his cock. He watched as Carl told Catherine to grab his cock and stroke it for him. Even hard Carl's foreskin continued to cover his cock head, and even with his wife stroking him, the cock head only appeared a couple of times.

It made Jessie's mouth water. There was nothing he liked better then sucking off a huge cock.

Of course he loved to fuck a tight pussy, but cock sucking was his favorite pastime. He knew right then that one of these days he'd suck Carl until he shot his load in his mouth.

As he continued to watch, Catherine lowered her head and took her husband's cock into her mouth.

She nearly gagged the first time and Jessie wondered if this was the first time she'd ever sucked her husband's cock. Surely not. After all, they'd been married almost 15 years by this time. He'd now worked for them for almost 5 years and he'd never witnessed anything like this before.

Catherine seemed like she was enjoying her blow job. Her head bobbed up and down while her hands jerked her husband at the same time. Every now and then Carl would tell her to bite on his foreskin, but not too hard. From the groans escaping his mouth Jessie figured she was doing exactly what he told her to.

One time he watched as she bit onto the skin and pulled it out with her teeth. Must of pulled all that skin at least 5 inches from his cock head. And all Carl did was stand there, eyes closed, and enjoyed the feel of his wife's mouth on his cock. Then he watched as Carl grabbed his wife's head and pulled it closer to his crotch and, from the sounds escaping Carl's mouth, he could tell that the man had just shot his load into his wife's mouth. He could see strands of cum leaking from her lips and the load was apparently too much for her to swallow at one time.

Then he noticed that Catherine was naked as she sucked her husband off. He knew she didn't have much in the chest area, but was greatly surprised to see how long her stiff nipples were. He wished he could get those hard nipples in his mouth and swish his tongue around them just once. He also saw that Carl was now slightly slumped over, towards Catherine. His had was between her legs and he could tell the Carl was fingering her pussy. He didn't know that
Catherine kept herself completely shaved for her husband. If he had he probably would've wanted to join right in with Carl himself.

He loved a nice slick pussy, free of hair.

Next he heard something that he'd never forget and it would come in handy years later for him.

"Now, Catherine, I want you to listen closely to what I'm about to tell you. Remember, whenever you hear the word Buttermilk, you'll go into a trance and will do whatever I tell you to do. Do you understand, dear?"

"Yes."

"Tell me then."

"Whenever I hear the word Buttermilk I'll go into a trance and do whatever you tell me to do."

"Good. Also, once I wake you up you'll not remember anything that's happened. Remember?"

"Yes. I won't remember anything that happened."

"Great! Now go to the bathroom and get cleaned up. When you're finished come in here and get dressed again. After that, when I count to 3 you'll wake up and not remember any of this."

Catherine went into the bathroom and Jessie could hear the water running as she cleaned up. He stayed where he was and waited for her to return. As she got dressed again he noticed for the first time that her pussy was completely shaved and his erection got harder and he thought he'd shoot in
his pants. He didn't want that though. He wanted to wait till he got home, so he could jack off with the memories of what he'd just witnessed.

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For the next 5 years Carl would get Catherine to alternately suck him off and he'd suck her as well.

He never tried to fuck her though. That was to come later. First he had to get her use to having something large inside her, so he got her to start buying cucumbers. He have her shave all the bumps off the outer parts of the vegetable and then tell her to satisfy herself with them as he watched.

He'd stand there and jack off, sometimes getting her to blow him while she fucked herself.

He even got her to satisfy herself when he wasn't at home. When it finally came time to fuck her himself, he wanted to make sure she was loose enough for his huge cock. After all, with 10 inches of hard, uncut cock, he didn't want to hurt her the first time he sank his cock into her.
Little did he realize that Jessie was also watching all this as it happened.


Chapter 2


It's 10 years later and Catherine and Carl have been fucking on a weekly basis for almost 8 years now. Catherine just doesn't realize it.

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Catherine sat on the bed, well actually reclined in the middle of the bed. She was naked and stroking a shaved cucumber in and out of her pussy. She'd done this now for 3 months and she enjoyed each session. Not only was she having fun, but she was totally alone in the house. Carl was on a business trip and wouldn't be back for another 3 days. In the course of 3 days she'd already worn out 6 cucumbers fucking herself with them. It was getting harder and harder to find anything big enough to use on herself, but she kept looking. She'd even gone to the next town and visited the local Farmer's Market hoping to find something that would satisfy her, but with little luck. She'd just have to make do with what she could find locally.

She didn't hear Jessie enter the house.

Jessie had tried for two days to get his nerve up to where he was now.

He'd witnessed Miss Catherine and her evening ritual for almost a week now. He knew Mr. Carl was away on a business trip and had decided that if he was to try this it would have to be tonight.

He entered through the back door, being as quiet as he could. After all he didn't want to scare Miss Catherine and thus make her do something, like call the police on him.

He'd watched, and listened, often enough to know what he had to do to get Miss Catherine to do what he wanted done, and tonight he was determined to get her to not only give him blow job but to also allow him to fuck her. He knew from watching that she was using the cucumbers on herself andhe also knew that his black cock was much larger then any vegetable she'd be able to use on herself.

Sneaking down the hallway he stopped at her bedroom door and listened. The door was not closed, since she never gave it a thought that someone might enter her house without her knowing it, and he glanced into the room, spying her on the bed and using the cucumber on herself. He watched as she
dipped it into her hole and then began to fuck herself with it. He listened as she make noises of contentment with each stroke.

His cock was already straining in his pants, aching to be released.

He could see that her eyes were closed, so he quickly removed his shoes and entered the bedroom on stockinged feet, careful not to make any unwanted noise.

As he approached the bed he got on his hands and knees and continued to move to the side of the bed. Once he was there he poked his head above the mattress and said one word....

"Buttermilk."

Catherine instantly stopped with her thrusting and slumped down onto the bed, her hands dropping onto her body.

Jessie knew from experience that the woman was now in a trance and would be receptive to his commands.

"Miss Catherine, can you hear me?" he asked.

"Yes, Jessie. I hear you."

"Damn," he thought. "How did she know it was me?" he wondered.

Then he realized that she'd probably just recognized his voice. No harm, and no foul. Yet!

Now it was time to get down to what he wanted.

"Miss Catherine, I want you to suck my cock and swallow my cum, like you do for Mr. Carl."

"Ok."

Catherine sat up on the bed and turned around so she sat on the edge of the mattress. Jessie was standing there, waiting for her. She undid the belt holding up his pants, undid his zipper and let them fall to the floor.

In anticipation of this Jessie had not worn his boxers today.

What Catherine saw in front of her immediately made her forget all about the cucumber she'd been using just moments ago. For a man of Jessie's age (he was now 53, 12 years older then Catherine and Carl) he kept his body in excellent shape. With all the work he did around the house and grounds, it
wasn't hard to keep his body in shape all the time. In fact he liked to keep trim and fit.

Sticking out from Jessie's crotch was a cock like she'd never seen before. Of course she only had the vision of what her husband's cock looked like, and even then she only remembered it when she was in a trance, like she was now.

Carl's cock was about 10 inches long and quite thick, with an abundance of foreskin covering his cock head.

Jessie's cock looked to be about an inch or two longer and much larger around as well. It even had an amount of foreskin attached that made Carl's look short in comparison.

Reaching out she grabbed the skin and pulled it out from the black rod she held in her other hand, admiring it's length. Once she had it stretched as far as she could she guessed it was easily as long as the cock was.

"Amazing!" she thought.

With her other hand she pulled the loose skin back onto his cock and watched as the slightly darkish head of his cock appeared. It was almost pointed, with his piss hole situated at the top of the glans, much like her husbands. The only difference was the color. The cock in her hand was just a black as the man
himself. The difference between her white hand and his black cock startled her, as well as amazed her at the same time.

The texture of Jessie's cock was also different from Carl's. Jessie's skin had a velvety feel to it. It actually felt like she was holding something other then a cock in her hand. If she hadn't been looking at it she'd have sworn it was just a wooden rod with velvet cloth draped over it.

As she slowly began to pump up and down on the cock a drop of clear liquid appeared at his piss hole and she remembered Carl telling her it was pre cum, a lubrication he shot before he actually ejaculated. She touched it with the end of her tongue and realized it tasted much like the fluid she'd suck from Carl's cock before she's suck him off.

Slowly she took the cock head into her mouth, using her tongue to slather around it, feeling its texture and sponginess. Using her tongue further, she slipped it between his foreskin and his cock head, tasting the juices accumulated there. Much like Carl's it had a tanginess about it, but it excited her just the same.
Already her juices were beginning to collect between her legs and she knew from experience that they'd soon be flowing and spilling from between her legs and onto the sheets beneath her. With her other hand she played with her clitoris as she sucked off Jessie, enjoying the feeling of a hard cock in her mouth and her own fingers in her pussy.

Jessie stood there and watched as his black cock disappeared into Catherine's hot mouth. It'd be a while since he'd been sucked off and it still felt as good now as it had then. The only difference was that the last time it had been a man with his cock in his mouth, sucking him until he shot his load into the man's
mouth.

Catherine took as much of the cock into her mouth as she could. She'd only recently learned to take all of her husband without choking and gagging. Jessie though, was much longer and she'd have to work a little longer to be able to get all of him into her mouth and throat, but she knew she could eventually do
it. In face, she knew she'd end up doing it.

As she sucked she also jerked Jessie's cock, allowing the foreskin to cover and retreat from his cock head, feeling the skin as it slid up and down the hard rod. She enjoyed the feeling of the excess skin as it slid down the back of her tongue and into her throat, and she didn't gag on it, either. Once she'd gotten
it all down her throat she'd enjoy the feeling as it reversed when she pumped the cock and retreated back to uncover the head once again.

To Jessie it felt like a dream. None of the men who'd ever sucked him off had done what Catherine was now doing to him and the feeling just increased the feeling, making him feel sure that he wouldn't be able to keep from shooting his load into her mouth.

Once, when Catherine had felt he was about to shoot his load, she remembered something Carl had taught her. She slid her hand down the length of his rod and squeezed the middle of his organ between her thumb and her first two fingers. That would stop his ejaculation and lengthen the time she could
still suck on him.

She continued to suck and jack, suck and jack, until she was certain he wouldn't be able to hold back much longer, then she pulled as much of him into her mouth as she could at that time and used her tongue to jab into his piss hole at the same time. Once she'd done that she pulled out and bit down on his
foreskin, then immediately sucked him back into her mouth. After doing that twice it was only a matter of time before she shot his load. In fact, the next time she sucked him in she could feel the first eruption hit the back of her throat and she swallowed as fast as she could. She didn't want to miss a single
drop of his semen. With each shot she would pull him back slightly and then take him in once again, greeted each time with another shot. Finally, after about five minutes, the shooting was reduced to a trickle and she pulled her mouth off the cock and used her tongue to gather up the remaining traces of
his juices.

Catherine looked up at Jessie and smiled.

"How was that, Jessie?" she asked him.

"You did fine for your first black cock, Miss Catherine." There was a big smile on his face as well.

"Now, are you ready to see how this feels between those legs of yours?" he asked her.

Turning around and positioning herself in the center of the mattress, she replied, "Ready and waiting!"

No further encouragement was needed as Jessie got up on the bed and quickly positioned himself between her spread legs. Her pussy was open and dripping her juices, begging to be fucked by that big black, uncut cock. Jessie was determined not to let her down.

He grabbed his cock and positioned it at the entrance of her vagina. With his other hand he pulled her lips even wider, creating a larger opening for his cock to enter. Then he touched his cock to her clitoris and began to rub it up and down, with his piss hole catching her clit on every stroke, stimulating her even
further. After watching her with her cucumbers he knew she'd be ready for him, so he decided not to wait any longer and pushed his cock into her until his pubic hairs were touching the bald flesh of her vaginal lips.

Catherine groaned in appreciation to the penetration. With her pussy already stretched by the cucumbers Jessie's cock slid easily into her. His girth and length quickly filled her up and the feel of his velvety cock inside her excited her even more, causing more of her juices to be produced, making his penetration even easier.

Once he settled in, and was sure she would be able to handle his size, he began to stroke in and out, causing her to groan even louder.

"Feels soooooo gooooood," she moaned.

She also clutched his cock even harder with her pussy muscles, gripping him tighter and causing even more friction with her body.
Jessie knew it wouldn't be as long as her oral stimulation before he shot another load deep into her, but he wanted it to last longer so by the time he'd been fucking her for about five minutes, he pulled out of her.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO," she groaned. "PUT IT BACK!!!!"

"Oh, I will. First thought I'm going to use my mouth on you for a while."

That thought excited her very much. She loved it when Carl sucked her pussy and she was sure she'd love it when Jessie did it.

Once he'd pulled out, Catherine grabbed her legs behind her knees and pulled them back until her knees were touching the point of her rock-hard nipples.
Before Jessie dived into her pussy though, he pushed her legs aside and use his mouth on those nipples.

He's always been amazed at those hard nipples and her almost flat chest since that first moment he'd witnessed Catherine and Carl that night almost 15 years ago. Now he was finally getting his chance to suck those nipples and he was enjoying it, too.

Catherine loved to have her nipples handled and sucked on. Carl would spend what seemed like hours sucking and biting her nipples, until she'd finally have to tell him to quit. The next day she'd be glad that she didn't have to wear a bra, because her nipples would be constantly hard, and sore, at the same time.
It would take about a week for them to lose their tenderness and be ready for the next assault on them.

Not that she complained about it.

Jessie loved the feel of those nipples against his tongue. He was surprised at just how hard they actually got to be. He'd never sucked on nipples this hard in his life. It was almost like sucking on a rock, but that didn't stop him. He'd suck on one then the other, using his teeth as he'd seen Carl do, and he
continued working on them until he heard Catherine tell him she couldn't take any more.

Only then did he begin to work down her body, traveling to her open pussy, which was just waiting and begging for his oral attention.

First he concentrated on her outer lips, licking up the remaining juices and enjoying the smoothness of her naked pussy. While he preferred a little hair around the lips, he certainly enjoyed the feeling of no hair as well. He dipped his tongue into her hole and gathered the constantly running juices, swallowing
and savoring them like a fine wine. Her juices had a sweetness to them, not the usual tartness he had occasionally encountered on other women he'd eaten in the past. He licked and sucked. Sucked and licked. And continued that until she begged him to once again stick his cock into her and fill her with
his load. By this time he was only too willing to do as she asked. So she straddled her legs once again and pushed all the way into her with one stroke. She was so wet from her juices and his that it hardly felt like he was in her at all. After five more minutes he finally shot another load, this time into her
pussy instead of her mouth, and he held himself in her until he was sure he was finished.

Once he withdrew he once again went down on her with his mouth, this time cleaning up the load he'd shot into her and he didn't stop this time, not even when she begged him to. He loved the taste of his own sperm and wanted to make sure he got every drop inside her. When he'd finally finished he pulled
his mouth off her hole and sat up on the mattress, between the still spread legs of Catherine. He moved around until his legs dangled off the side of the bed, his feet resting on the floor. He turned to Catherine and noticed she'd already had her fingers between her legs and was busy stroking her clitoris.

"Damn!" he thought. "There's no satisfying this one."

Once Catherine had brought herself to one final climax she withdrew her fingers, bringing them up to her mouth, and licking off her own juices. She looked at Jessie and smiled again.

"Thank you," she told him.

"Buttermilk," was all he said.

Catherine immediately went limp and once again entered a trance.

"When you wake up you won't remember any of this. You'll feel quite satisfied and relaxed. If you want to pleasure yourself you're free to do so, but you won't remember that I was in your bed, or that you sucked my cock, or that I ate you out and fucked your wonderful pussy. OK?"
"Yes," was the only reply.

"When you hear your alarm clock you'll wake up refreshed and ready to go." And, while he spoke, he set the alarm clock for the following morning, got dressed, collected his shoes in the hallway, and went to the building at the back of the grounds where he lived.

All in all, he was quite pleased with himself.

Now, his only thought was how was he going to get Carl in a position where he could suck that wonderful white cock and have his cock sucked as well. He'd do a little research himself and see what he could come up with.

Chapter 3


When Carl got home on Friday night Jessie was there at the front of the garage, waiting for him.

Getting out of his car he saw Jessie in the headlights, as he stood to the side of the door. He could tell that the man wanted to talk to him, so he indicated for Jessie to join him at the back of the car. As he opened the trunk and removed his suitcases he asked Jessie what he wanted.

"I want you to tell me how you hypnotized Miss Catherine, sir."

No preamble.

Just a straight forward question.

"I have no idea what you're talking about, Jessie."

"Sure you do, Mr. Carl."

Now Carl started to sweat. How could Jessie know about the hypnosis, unless..............

"I see you, sir. I've watched you doing things to Miss Catherine that she ain't aware of."

"And how do you know she's not aware of them," he conceded. Apparently Jessie had witnessed him and his wife, without him knowing it.

"I heard you, sir. You told Miss Catherine that she wouldn't remember anything the two of you did each night. I listened real good, sir. I know what you do each night, but I'm not sure how you did it. I want you to show me. Please."

"And if I refuse?"

"Then I'll just have to do the same thing to her, sir. But I'll tell her that she'll remember it all and then we'll see what happens."

Carl knew he was in a tight spot on this one. He loved having Catherine do things every night, and then wake up in the morning and be totally unaware of it the next day. He'd had a hard enough time keeping this all to himself to begin with, but now, with Jessie knowing all about it, he had to do something.
But what?

"Can we talk about this, Jessie?"

"Sure, Mr. Carl. We can talk about it. How about right now, down at my place?"

"Sure, Jessie. That'll be fine with me. Let me take my things to the house and let Catherine know where

I'll be. I'll just tell her that you and I have some talking to do. I'm sure she'll understand."

"Fine, sir. I'll be waiting for you." With that said Jessie turned back towards the garage and moved on to the building where he stayed. He'd wait there for Carl to show up and then the two of them would do things other then just talking. He'd already come up with a plan and now all he had to do was implement it. He wouldn't mind waiting at all.

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Catherine met him at the door, wearing nothing but a smile. It was one of the programs he'd used on her for the times he had to go out of town on business.
This way he knew she'd be waiting for him, ready for a hot session in their bedroom. Tonight though, he'd have to wait until he got done at Jessie's place.
"Catherine, I want you to go to the bedroom and wait on the bed for me. I have some things to take care with Jessie and I want you to be ready when I get
back."

"Yes, dear," Catherine answered. "Can I play while I wait?"

What she meant was, could she use her toys while he was busy.

"Sure you can, dear. I want that pussy nice and wet and ready for me when I get there." He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and then left and headed towards Jessie's place.

Fifteen minutes later he knocked on the front door and waited for Jessie to answer.

"Come in, Mr. Carl," he heard Jessie call.

He found Jessie waiting in the living room, apparently already for bed, since he was dressed in his night robe and slippers.

"You mind if I sit down, Jessie?"

"No, sir. Make yourself comfortable."

"How did you find out I'd hypnotized Catherine," he asked.

"It was accidental, sir. I was putting some things up in the shed out back of the house and I saw you come home one night. You looked mighty nervous to just be going into the house, like you had something on your mind, or that you'd done something wrong and didn't want to be caught. Several times I noticed the same thing, so I decided to see what was going on. At first I thought you might be seeing someone while you were away, but I thought about it and realized that you and Miss Catherine had a good marriage.

That's when I decided to follow you up to the house and sneak inside to see what was happening.

"I used my passkey Miss Catherine gave me and opened the door and followed the sounds that led me to the kitchen and I listened as you told her to get undressed. Then I heard you tell her to sit on the sofa and to undo your pants, followed by the thud as your pants hit the floor. I worked my way up the hallway and to the living room. I wanted to see what was happening."

Carl sat there, listening as Jessie told him of a night years in the past. He could still remember it himself, like it had just happened yesterday.

"I had a good view of the two of you, her sitting there and you standing in front of her with yourself exposed right in front of her face. I'll tell you, sir, I got a hard on just watching what happened next." Jessie shifted in his seat as his cock got hard relating the story to Carl. The front of his robe began to tent as he talked.

He noticed that Carl had seen it as well.

"Good!" he thought.

"I watched as you let your wife suck your cock, your uncut cock, Carl," he continued. "I knew I'd probably get in trouble for watching if I was to get caught, but at that particular time I couldn't have cared less. I pulled out my uncut cock and jerked off while I watched. Not that I came, cause I didn't. I knew that if I did there would be evidence I'd been there and it would've been hard to clean up without your or Miss Catherine hearing the noises. I watched as you leaned over and used your hand between her legs and I still watched as you shot your load into her mouth and saw strings of your cum dripping out of her mouth. I have to tell you, Mr. Carl, that was a pretty sight to behold. Yessir, it really was."

Jessie had already decided not to tell Carl that he'd already tasted and fucked his wife. He'd save that bit of news for a time when he'd really need it. Right now he was the only one to know it and he intended to keep it to himself for as long as possible. For what he had in mind it would be enough to make Carl think that he'd be able to fuck his wife anytime he wanted to. He wouldn't even let Carl know that he knew the code word to get Catherine started. Again, that would be his secret.

"Now you know what I wanted to tell you, Mr. Carl."

"And what am I supposed to do?"

"Well, sir, I want you to get undressed and do to me what you have her do to you. That's what I'd like for right now."

To say Carl was shocked would be an understatement. He'd never thought that Jessie would try to use this to his advantage, or to blackmail him. Then again, he should have figured it out while Jessie was telling him all this.

"You want me to what?" he asked.

"I want you to come over here, get down on your knees in front of me, take out my uncut, black cock, and suck it, just like you had Miss Catherine do for your."

"And why would I want to do that?"

"Because if you don't I'll show Miss Catherine the pictures of you sucking her pussy, her sucking your cock, and you fucking her. That's why." Now Jessie didn't have any pictures, but just by telling the story, and seeing that Carl knew he was telling the truth, but Carl didn't have to know that. Did he? Nope, sure didn't.

"WHAT PICTURES? You didn't say anything about taking pictures."

"Oh, didn't I? My mistake. I couldn't let you know that I had you by the balls, now could I? I had to have some sort of leverage against you, and those pictures are just that. What do you think Miss Catherine would do if she knew you took advantage of her? I know her feelings towards sex, Mr Car. We all do.

Don't we? She's made it clear enough over all these years, hasn't she? And you used that against her by hypnotizing her and making her do things she wouldn't do if she was aware of it."

Carl knew he was in a bind now. How in the hell had this gotten so far? So out of hand? Out of control was more like it.

"Why would I want to suck your cock, Jessie?'

"Well, you see, it's like this. I've always been a cock sucker myself and I've been needin' some relief, just like you. But there's no one around that I can go to. And unlike you I wouldn't take advantage of someone who wasn't aware of what was going on. As I see it, you're the only candidate around these
parts, and you'll know what's happening, won't you? I won't have to do things to you, or you to me, that you're not completely aware of. Makes it so much better for both of us."

Carl had no idea that Jessie was lying to him though and his mind raced to come up with something to get out of all this. The only thing he had to offer was the services of his wife, but he couldn't do that to her.

Sure, he used his advantage to get what he wanted, but he just couldn't bring himself to offer Catherine to another man, even is she wouldn't know it was happening. He couldn't.

"Are you sure that's all you want me to do?"

"Yes, Mr. Carl. That's all. Just some cock sucking."

"You're not going to want to fuck my ass, are you? Because if you are then I'll tell you to go to hell right now and to get off my property."

"You mean Miss Catherine's property, don't you? After all it was her daddy who left it to her, not to you."

Once again Jessie had him by the balls. It was true that the land and everything else belonged to his wife and not him. "DAMN," he thought. How did he know that?"

As if reading Carl's mind, Jessie said, "You forget, Mr. Carl, I used to work for her daddy before he passed.

I know a lot of things you don't."

"And just how DO you know that, Jessie?"

"Who do you think satisfied me for a long time before he passed?" he smiled.

"You don't mean...................."

"Yessir, I DO mean. Mr. James and I would suck each others cocks for a long time and for many years.

Why, I even got to fuck Mrs. James on occasion, but she knew what she was doing and gladly let me fuck her while her husband watched. She'd even sit on the bed while we sucked each other off and take both of us into her mouth when it was time for us to shoot our loads. Yessir, there's a lot of things that
you don't know, Mr. Carl. A lot of things."

That revelation almost caused Carl to fall out of his seat. He'd had no idea that Jessie and played around with both of Catherine's parents. It was something that never would've entered his thoughts.

He got up from his seat and began to remove his clothes, first his shirt, then his shoes and finally his pants, leaving him standing there with nothing on but his socks and boxers, with his steadily hardening cock starting to poke through the opening of his shorts. Once he looked up at Jessie he found that the
man had opened his robe, revealing his naked, black body with his uncut cock already standing at attention, waiting for him to get to the business at hand.
"You waiting for an invitation, Mr. Carl? If you are, here it is," he pointed to his hard cock, waiting for him to lower his hot mouth and make contact for the first time.

"Do I have to do this?"

"Yes, you do. I hold all the cards to this one, sir, and you will do what I ask you to do. I'm not going to tell you. I want you to do this because you want to. I'm not like some of those country niggers who demand you do something. I'm a nice guy and I will only ask you to do this. I want you to do it because you
want to and because you know what will happen if you don't. Do I make myself understood, Mr. Carl?"

"Yes, you do, Jessie."

With that said, Carl dropped to his knees and took hold of Jessie's cock. It was the first cock he'd felt that wasn't his own. He knew how his hard cock felt, but this was new to him and, like his wife earlier, he noticed the velvety feeling of the hard cock he now held. He also noticed the ample abundance of foreskin, like his own. Only Jessie's skin was much longer and his cock about an inch or two bigger then he was, and he'd measured himself at almost 10 inches. He lowered his head and stuck out his tongue, probing the loose folds of skin and sticking it into the skin until he felt the sponge-like head of Jessie's cock.

Even the texture of his cock head felt different. But then again, he'd never had a cock in his mouth before, so the texture was something he'd never experienced before. He sucked the loose skin into his mouth and felt it slide down the back of his throat, but he was surprised that his gag reflex didn't kick in. Later, when he tried to get the cock that far back into his mouth that reflex would kick in and he'd have to pull
off and start over again.

While he licked between the skin and cock head he used his other hand to gently stroke Jessie to an even harder state. It just amazed him that something that felt so soft could be so hard, but then again, he'd always wondered that about himself when he jacked off. Twice he had to release Jessie's cock and
start again, pulling all that skin back onto the stalk of the cock until it was all behind his cock head. Then he'd start bobbing his head up and down on the shaft, taking as much into his mouth as he could. Once he'd learned how far he could swallow the cock he was careful not to gag again. After a couple of minutes he got a rhythm going and was beginning to like sucking a cock. He started to move his head around as he sucked, and pretty soon his own saliva was running down the shaft and collecting on his fist and the loose skin. Pretty soon it was even dribbling down on Jessie's balls.

He pulled off the cock and looked down at the plumb-sized balls hanging below his fist. It was then that he noticed Jessie didn't have any hair around the base of his cock or on his balls. It reminded him of Catherine's shaved pussy, and he found that he liked it very much.

Jessie had taken the idea from Catherine, in fact. Once he'd gotten a taste of her bald pussy he was determined to shave himself and to keep it that way. He found that he liked the 'freshness' of it and it didn't bother him at all to keep shaven.

"Stand up, Mr. Carl. Let me see your hard cock and feel it in my mouth. You shouldn't be the only one to enjoy himself. After all, I love to suck a cock and it's been a while since I've had one to play with."

Carl reluctantly removed the cock from his mouth, licking up the clear pearls of pre cum as he did. He'd been looking forward to tasting his first load of another man's cum. He knew already what he tasted like.

After all, he'd jerked off for years and had eaten his own loads for some time. He had wanted to see if Jessie's cum was as good as his.

"Don't worry, Mr. Carl, you'll get your share of my cum before you go back to the house. I promise you that." Again, it was like Jessie was reading his mind.
As he stood up Jessie got his first close-up view of Carl's uncut cock. Like his, it was rock hard and he could feel that stiffness when he wrapped his fingers around it for the first time. The contrast of his black fingers against this white cock still amazed him. Mr. James' cock was much like Mr. Carl's, only Mr.
James' cock was smaller. Longer, but smaller in girth and he was circumcised, too. He could easily take all of Mr. James' cock down his throat with no problems but he knew he'd have to get use to this one before he tried to take it all. He had plenty of time though to work on it.

In one swoop he took half of Mr. Carl's cock into his mouth, forcing his tongue into the opening of his foreskin, feeling around the cock head below the skin.
Besides sucking pussy, sucking cock was the thing he liked most. Yes, he was going to enjoy all the time he and Mr. Carl would be spending with
each other.

He bobbed his head up and down, taking more and more of Carl's cock into his mouth and the beginning of his throat. He was now confident that before the night was over he'd be getting his nose down to the pubic hair. Using both hands he jacked the cock, feeling the foreskin slide down and over the cock head
then up and over it again. He loved the feel of the skin as it moved against the cock head and he was soon tasting the beginnings of Carl's pre cum as well. With some reluctance he pulled off the cock and looked up at Carl.

"I want you to join me in my bedroom, please. I think it's time we both enjoyed each other at the same time. It'll be more comfortable on the bed though, instead of in here on the floor."

Carl followed him to the bedroom, where he removed the rest of his clothing and Jessie came out of his robe and slippers for the first time. He watched Jessie get on the bed and settle in the middle of his king-sized mattress and motioned for him to join him there. With no hesitation he did just that and
then they turned around so that they each had a hard cock in their faces, knowing what was expected to be done. Without the hesitation he's shown earlier, Carl took the black uncut cock into his mouth and started off where he'd left off. This time there was more pre cum to enjoy and it was quickly lapped up and sucked down his throat. He felt Jessie do the same thing to him and shut his eyes and enjoyed the feeling of another man's mouth on him. He had to admit to himself that he'd always been curious to try this, but had never had the gumption, or the balls, to actually ask someone to let him do it. He guessed that it was really every man's dream and desire to witness what it actually felt like to have another man suck his cock and to also suck one as well. He knew that Jessie wouldn't have to ask him again, too. He'd gladly meet with the man and suck his cock all he wanted to. Just as long as Jessie was willing to return the favor.

Jessie sucked Carl until he knew he wouldn't be able to stop him from shooting his load into his mouth.

In fact, that's just what he wanted. He wanted Carl to shoot a huge load of his cum into his mouth and down his throat. He wanted it more then he'd wanted to fuck Catherine. So he continued to keep up the pressure with is mouth, taking the cock as deeply as he could, knowing that the friction the back of his
throat caused would only increase the need to shoot. Before long he got his reward.

"I'm CUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!" Carl hollered as he pulled his mouth off Jessie's cock. "Man, suck that cock, Jessie! SUCK IT!!!!!"

It's a good thing Jessie's house is far from the main one. Because surely Catherine would've been able to hear that one!

Carl stuffed his mouth full of black cock and sucked like Jessie had sucked him. He didn't even realize it, but he'd also gotten all of Jessie's cock down his throat and he was unknowingly using the same technique Jessie had use on him. In only a matter of minutes Jessie was shooting his load down his
throat, too.

Unlike Carl, Jessie didn't holler out. He merely lay there and enjoyed the feeling of draining his cock into another man's mouth once more. Yes, this was going to be a very mutual thing for the two of them for some time.

He pulled out of Carl's mouth, leaving a string of cum the finally broke and settled on the man's chin and neck. Using his fingers he scooped it up and licked them off, enjoying the taste of his own juices, too.

Looking at the clock on the nightstand he was surprised to see that what he'd thought had been hours of cock sucking had indeed been only 45 minutes.
"Time does fly when you're having fun," he thought, and he knew more fun was in the future.

Hopefully the future would hold sessions with not only Catherine and Carl, but with each of them at the same time. It would take some convincing to get Carl to agree to it, especially after what he'd told him earlier, but he was sure he could convince the man to let him fuck his wife and make it sound like it
was his idea in the first place.

Time would tell though. Time would tell.

Chapter 4


When Carl got back to the house he found Catherine lying in the bed, busy fucking herself with her newest cucumber. He stood in the doorway and enjoy the view.

"She's becoming a real slut," he thought. "It's a shame she'll never know it though."

On the bed Catherine continued with her cucumber, not realizing she now had an audience. She'd decided to play with herself while her husband was gone.
After all, Carl had told her to enjoy herself while he attended to some business with Jessie, so that's just what she did.

As he watched his wife Carl decided it was time to once again get out of his clothes, so he began to strip while he stood there. By the time his pants and shorts were gone his cock was again rock hard and wanting some attention. He never realized he could get hard again so quickly after shooting a load, but it was going to be something he'd take advantage of in the future. He'd really enjoyed his session with Jessie and has surprised himself by liking the idea, and the actual deed, of sucking off another man. He had to admit to himself that he'd always wondered what it would be like to have a man suck his cock for him. He'd fantasized about it at times when he'd jack off, unable to get to Catherine in time to have her do it for him.

Catherine looked lovely, lying there on the bed with nothing on and her pussy shaved clean. He was glad he'd thought of that one. Now, if only he had the courage to shave himself. Perhaps one of these days. Heck, he might even get his wife to shave him. That would be something to behold. Watching as
his lovely wife trimmed his pubic hair and then shaved his cock and balls. Definitely something to consider in the future. If Catherine's pussy felt so good without any hair, he could imagine what his cock and balls would feel like without any hair down there.

He finally entered the room and called to his wife.

"Catherine?" he called.

Immediately she opened her eyes and beheld Carl's naked body standing at the side of the bed, his cock at attention, begging to be sucked. She forgot the cucumber in her pussy, leaving it there, and moved towards Carl, taking his hard cock into her mouth without even asking if that's what he wanted. It was
what she wanted, so she was going to do it.

She swirled her tongue around his uncut cock head, tasting it for the first time in over a week. Then she stuck her tongue down into the foreskin and licked around the head, savoring all the tastes beneath his excess skin. Then she poked into his piss hole, trying to suck out his cum, causing him to shiver
slightly, wanting badly to empty another load from his balls.

While she sucked his cock she looked up into her husband's face, seeing his approval for what she was doing for him. That alone caused her to increase her sucking, wanting all the more to taste his cum.

She pushed her head down further onto the hard cock, taking all of him into her mouth. She loved to feel his cock head bang against the back of her throat and she'd finally gotten to the point where she could deep throat him without setting off her gag reflex. She'd also learned to hold her head back a little, thus
allowing his cock easier access into her throat.

As she bobbed on his cock she could begin to taste his pre cum, knowing that it wouldn't be long now before he was ready to shoot his load into her mouth, and she tried all the harder to make that happen.

Watching her suck his cock Carl found himself wondering what Catherine would look like with Jessie's huge cock pumping into her pussy. He'd never thought of that before, but for some reason, after havingJessie suck his cock, the thought came to him and he began to ponder what it would look like. He also wondered if Jessie would be willing to fuck his wife, while he watched, of course. He had to admit to himself, he liked the idea and just the thought of watching another man fuck his wife excited him all the more. Especially if that man were black!

Catherine pulled off his cock, looked up at him, and told him, "I want you to shoot your cum into my mouth, Carl."

Who was he to refuse?

Taking his cock into his hand be began to jerk off, as Catherine's attention turned to his balls and she began to lick and suck on them. He knew he was close to shooting again, and he loved the idea that

Catherine wanted him to unload into her mouth, as he had so many times in the past.

It didn't take long before she got her wish and the first shot hit her right on the tip of her tongue, and with that she swallowed his cock again and felt the next shot go deep into her belly, bypassing her tongue and going straight down her throat. The next show was received on the back of her tongue and she licked her lips, showing Carl what he'd just shot off, then she swallowed it and again took his cock into her mouth, ready again to receive the next few shots.

She wasn't disappointed, either.

They both collapsed on the bed after that, with Carl turning so that he was on his back, right next to Catherine. With one hand he tweaked her hard nipples and with the other flicked her clitoris, causing her to shiver with her first orgasm of the night.

Once he'd regained his composure he got off the bed, knelt at the mattress, and began to lick and suck on the bald pussy before him.

"Shame there's no cum in there," he thought as he began to eat his wife out.

Since sucking off Jessie he found that he liked the taste of cum, including his own, and could hardly wait to taste more, whether it be his or Jessie's. Didn't matter to him. In fact, once again the thought of Jessie fucking Catherine, and leaving his cum in her for him to suck out, entered his mind.

"Damn! I'm really going to have to touch base with Jessie on this one. I would imagine he's love to fuck a white woman for a change." He never would know that Jessie had already sampled Catherine with both his mouth and his uncut cock.

Carl continued to suck Catherine's pussy until he got her to climax 3 times, then he crawled up on the bed and fell asleep. He'd plant a suggestion in his wife's mind the next morning, before he had to leave town on another business meeting.

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Carl sat at the table the next morning, waiting for Catherine to get out of the shower and come down stairs. While he waited he fixed his usual breakfast fare, toast with peanut butter, a glass of orange juice and a small glass of CranGrape juice.

Ten minutes later he heard the water shut off and knew it would probably be another ten minutes or so before his wife joined him. After all, it took her almost three times the time it took him to get ready every morning, what with all her makeup and such.

Twelve minutes later Catherine joined him at the table, a smile on her face. She was still under the control he'd exercised on her last night before going to Jessie's place.

"Catherine?"

"Yes," she answered slowly.

"Did you enjoy yourself last night?"

"Very much, Carl. You know I love it when you let me suck your cock and then you suck my pussy."

"I'm glad you like it, too, dear. Listen, would you like to do something for me while I'm gone?"

"Gone? Don't tell me you've got another business meeting to go to! You just got home yesterday!"

"I know, dear, but the boss wants me to close this deal before the end of next week. It'll mean a huge bonus for me at the end of the year, too."

Catherine sat there and actually pouted. "But I'll miss you so much!"

"And I'll miss you just as much, dear, but it's got to be done. Think you can handle things here again while I'm gone? I know it's a lot to ask, but I know you're up to it."

"Sure, Carl. Not much to handle though. Jessie practically runs the place. I don't know what we'd do without him. I'm so glad you let me hire him, too. He worked so hard for Daddy and Mama, so I knew we'd be able to trust him."

"If you only knew," he thought to himself.

"Buttermilk," he said.

He watched as Catherine's chin rested on her chest, just above her already pointed nipples, which were poking out from her blouse.

"I want you to do me a favor while I'm gone, Catherine."

"What's that?" she asked.

"I want you to be very nice to Jessie. I mean a special nice. Do you understand what I'm asking you to do, dear?"

"You want me to treat Jessie special. Like I treat you special?"

"Yes. Like you treat me special," he answered.

"What would you like me to do?"

"Just do to Jessie what you let me do to you while I'm gone. I want him to think that you came up with the idea and that I had no influence on your decision at all. Do you understand?"

"Do you want me to suck his cock? Do you want me to fuck him? Do you want me to let him suck my pussy and my hard nipples?" While she asked these questions her hands went to her chest and she began to tweak her own nipples, getting them harder then they already were.

"Yes! That's exactly what I want you to do, Catherine. You'll not remember it, of course, but when I get home you'll be able to tell me what happened and how much you enjoyed it. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I understand. I'm to let Jessie fuck me, suck me and I'm to suck him and fuck him and then tell you all about it when you get home. How many times do you want me to do this?"

"As many times as you like. But you will not, I repeat, YOU WILL NOT let Jessie fuck you in the ass.

Is that understood?"

"Jessie is not to fuck me in the ass. Yes. I understand."

"Good. Now, when I count to three you'll wake up all refreshed. One........Two..........Three!"

"I feel so good today, Carl. I must have slept like a baby last night."

"You were already sleeping when I got back from Jessie's last night, so I let you sleep and didn't disturb you."

"Thank you, Carl. That was nice of you. I've been unusually tired the last week or so. I guess I have a hard time sleeping when you're not here. Sure was nice to have you in bed with me again last night."

"I like it when we sleep together, but I do wish you'd let me do something........."

"Stop it right there, mister." Her tone of voice was something he'd come to recognize when the subject of sex came up.

"You know that isn't going to happen. I love you dearly, Carl, but I will not do something that is against the way I feel. Why do you think we don't have any children, Carl? I don't like sex! I don't want sex!

I will not even discuss sex! I thought I'd made myself quite clear on that subject, yet you keep on insisting on bringing it up. When will you stop?"

"Well, I guess I never will stop. Unlike you, I like sex. I want to have sex with my wife! If only you'd understand that!"

"Are you having an affair on me, Carl?"

He was even shocked to realize she'd thought of that.

"Hell, no! I don't need to have an affair! I love you, Catherine, even though you won't have sex with me.

That doesn't mean that I'm going to find it elsewhere though. When I get horny enough I can jack off all by myself, without having to get someone else to do it for me."

"Such language, Carl!"

"Well that's the way it is, Catherine."

"But why would you talk to me that way?"

"Because you asked!" he almost hollered at her. He regained his composure though and calmed down before he spoke to her again.

"Listen, Catherine. Sex is something married couples do all the time. It's only natural for them to want to have sex with their mates. I honestly don't know what your parents did to you to make you hate even the thought of having sex, but damn it! I'm your husband and it's my right to expect my wife to
satisfy me on occasion!"

He almost got up and stomped out of the room, but by the expression on her face he could tell that her feelings had been hurt by the language he used, as well as the tone of his voice.

"Listen, Catherine. I love you. Only you. I don't even want to think of having sex with anyone other then you. It wouldn't be right! I can live with this though. If that's what you really want."

"It's what I want, Carl.

"I'm sorry if it hurts your feelings, dear, but sex is something I can live without. I hope you'll one day understand that. If I were in your place, and you didn't like sex, I'd do my best to understand your feelings and I'd try not to pressure you into something you don't feel good doing."

Just the there was a knock on the back door and a couple of minutes later Jessie entered through the kitchen. He could tell something important was being discussed though, and he made his apologies.

"Am I interrupting something?" he asked.

"No," Catherine answered. "Our conversation is over." She looked at her husband, and smiled. "I really do hope you can understand the way I feel, Carl."
She kissed him on the cheek and left the room, heading upstairs to the bedroom.

All Carl could do was sit there and shake his head.

"Some understanding would be nice," he said, almost to himself. Unfortunately, Jessie heard him and questioned him about it.

"You and Miss Catherine having some problems, Mr. Carl?" he asked.

"Nothing I can't handle, Jessie," he replied.

Jessie pulled up a chair and poured himself a cup of coffee, as he'd done every morning for the past 30 years. He'd been so much a part of the family that he still took advantage of the situation, and no one complained at all. He fit in here and he wanted to continue to fit in.

He looked at Carl, trying to read the expressions on the man's face.

"You ok," he asked.

Carl looked up at him, a surprised look on his face.

"You mean about last night?" he asked.

"Yes. About last night."

"I'm fine with it, Jessie. Yes, I liked it, too."

"I did, too, Mr. Carl. You're not mad at me?"

"Mad? No. I'm not mad. It's not like it's something I hadn't thought about doing myself. I just never had the balls to actually do it."

"So, you'd be ok with getting with me another time, for a repeat performance?"

"Sure, Jessie. I'd like that. Right now though I gotta get my things packed and head out for another business meeting."

"You going to be gone long this time, Mr. Carl?"

"About two weeks this time, Jessie. Got to get this all finished before the holidays and back home again. I have a surprise for the misses and I want to be here for the holiday and give it to her myself."

"Mind sharing what that surprise is?"

"Well, if you must know, I got her a dog as a companion for when I do have to go out of town. I want her to feel protected while I'm not here." He noticed the hurt expression on Jessie's face after he'd said it.

"Hey, Jessie, I know you're here, but I'd feel better. Especially at night when she's in the house all by herself."

"Doesn't hurt my feelings none. In fact, I think it's a good idea. These days you never know what might happen anymore. Seems like crime is up way too much these days and it never hurts to protect your loved ones. I think she'd like a dog. What kind you getting her?"

"I thought of a Doberman, but then I thought she might be scared by him, so I got her a great dane instead. They're gentle with their owners and their size should deter someone of even thinking of doing something once they see him."

"So, he's a puppy then?"

"Actually, he's almost a year old. The owner is having to move to California for his job and will have to get an apartment. He found out he wouldn't be able to take King with him, so I told him I'd make sure he had a good home."

"Mighty nice of you, sir. Yep. I think Miss Catherine is gonna like that dog." Already the gears in Jessie's mind were beginning to work up a plan, both for the dog and Miss Catherine. And, with Mr. Carl gone for weeks at a time, he'd have plenty of time to set it all in motion. He had no idea that
Carl had already implanted the idea of Catherine fucking and sucking him off while he was gone for the next two weeks. And no idea that Catherine would be the one to ask him to let her do it, either.

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Carl was gone for only two days when his suggestion to Catherine took root.

The evening of the second day she called Jessie to the main house, on the assumption that he'd be dining with her that evening.

He was totally unprepared for what he'd encounter once he got there.

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Catherine as going to go all out on this. She'd already decided that when she opened the door to welcome Jessie into the house that she'd be standing there with nothing but a grin on her face, her naked body staring him right in the face. Then she'd grab him by his crotch and drag him to the next
room where she'd take off his clothes so that she could finally see the package he had to offer her.

She was already wet just thinking about it.

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As he stood in the doorway his thoughts were actually on the meal to come. He wondered if she'd fixed his favorites and could already taste them in him mind. He had other plans for the evening, but those could wait till after the meal was finished.

Unknown to him, the meal was simply a ruse to get him to the house.

Catherine was in her bedroom when she heard the knock on the door. She knew at a time like this that Jessie would wait for her to answer the door. After all, he was invited this time, and not to be treated as a member of the family.

It was rare for Jessie to be invited to a meal, especially with Mr. Carl out of town, but he knew what he was expected to do, so he waited for Miss Catherine to answer the door and let him in.

Just as his patience was about to run out he heard the lock being unlatched and watched as the door was drawn opened. The shock of what he saw was so total that he was completely speechless.

Right there in front of him stood Miss Catherine, without a stitch of clothing on.

Her nipples were standing at attention, begging for attention. She actually stood there tweaking those nipples with her fingers, silently inviting him into the house as she did so.

He entered without hesitation. His cock was already standing at attention, wanting attention of another kind.

"You like what you see, Jessie?" she asked him.

Again, the words wouldn't come to his mouth.

She looked at this crotch and said the only thing that came to her mind, "Is that a banana in your pocket, or are you glad to see me?"

He laughed at that one. He'd not heard it in a long time and, while it was an old cliche, it still fit the situation. After all, once he saw that naked body in front of him all his cock could do was get still in anticipation of what was yet to come.

He grabbed her hand, pressing it to his hard member and asked," What do you think, Miss Catherine?"

"I think it's something I need to take care of right away, don't you?"

"I sure do."

On the way to the living room, dinner completely forgotten ("If there ever was to be a dinner," he thought) by now. The only thing that mattered was his hard cock and the naked body pulling him into the house, towards the living room.

Once in the big room Catherine fell to her knees, pulled Jessie closer, tugged open his pants, dropped them to the floor, followed by his boxers, thus releasing his hard cock. With no hesitation whatsoever she covered his cock head with her mouth and began to suck as if her life depended on getting him to
shoot his load into her hot mouth. In truth, that's exactly what he wanted to do, too.

As she sucked his uncut cock her other hand rolled his balls between her fingers, causing more desires to make themselves known to him. He felt her tongue as it insinuated itself between his loose skin and his cock head, driving the tip of her tongue into his piss hole. Then she sucked as hard as she could, coaxing his pre cum from his balls where she could finally get a taste of it.

"It's a shame she doesn't remember our first time together," he thought.

Then he wondered if Carl had put this idea into her head. Had to be, especially since he knew her predilection towards sex. Silently he thanked Carl for this and was determined to show him how thankful he was once he got home. He'd give him a blow job like he'd never done for another man,
and it would be one for the books, too. But right now he intended to enjoy whatever it was Miss Catherine had in mind for tonight.

Right now, along with sucking his cock and playing with his huge balls, she was also moving her other hand to where she could stick a finger up his ass.

A look of surprise registered on his face at the first penetration, but he was glad she was doing it, as he liked something up his ass on occasion. He'd even been know to take a cock up there, when the time was right and he was with someone he really liked. It hadn't happened too often, but then again,
living on the grounds like this his exposure to other males was limited and of all the men he did get with only one had fit that bill. But that had been Catherine's father at the time. It had been a relationship that had lasted for almost 25 years and had continued till the old man had died years
earlier. He still missed Mr. James at times.

He watched as his cock disappeared into Miss Catherine's mouth, still amazed at the contrast of his black skin and her white skin. The thrill of actually having a white women suck his cock and let him fuck her, too, was still strong. His memories of that night a couple of weeks ago was still fresh and he'd thought about it often during the past weeks, wishing he had another chance to fuck this woman.

Catherine's mind wondered as she sucked Jessie. Something was nagging at the back of her mind.

It was like she'd done this before. The texture of his uncut cock felt familiar, as did the taste of his pre cum. Memories kept flashing in the back of her mind but never stayed there long enough to completely register. Perhaps she'd only dreamed of one day sucking a black cock, and then fucking
one, too. Her memories were foggy and she didn't linger on them too long, wanting to fill this sudden desire in her body to do this to Jessie. For some reason she felt compelled to suck this black cock.

Her juices were running down her inner legs as she continued to suck, drawing the cock back into her throat, as she'd done with Carl the night before. Now memories of doing this to Carl were also starting to enter her mind. And, once more, she dismissed them as only dreams.

In her current state of mind she didn't realize that in real life she couldn't stand the thought of sex, whether it be with a white man or a black one. All she could think of right now was getting this black cock to shoot it's load into her mouth where she could taste it and swallow it all. All her body wanted at this time was this black cock in her mouth and later deep in her pussy.

Again, she deep throated the cock and sucked his loose skin down the back of her throat, feeling it slide down behind her tongue. Then she'd use her hands to pull the skin back down the shaft until it pulled out of her throat and she could feel the end on the flat part of her tongue and then she'd suck on it for a while, using it like a straw to pull out the pre cum that had already leaked from his balls. Then she'd pull the skin further back down the shaft, waiting till it was just about to uncover his cock head and she'd insinuate her tongue between the cock head and the loose skin, making her tongue feel confined
between them. She then wiggle it and lick up the excess cum that had finally begun to make itself known at the end of his cock head. For some reason she felt like she'd already tasted Jessie's load, but it didn't stop her and she devoured the cum as it was released. Finally she got enough suction on
his cock that it would only be minutes before she felt his load displayed on her tongue and in her mouth.

Her pussy got wetter with the thought and she soon had one hand between her legs, pinching her clit while sucking on his cock.

When she realized he was about to shoot his load, Catherine pulled his cock out of her mouth and let the first blast hit her right in her face. The warm feeling of his cum excited her and, with the friction of her fingers on her clit, she came for the first time. Her juices were really flowing now and it would make his entry into her much easier. Right now though her only thoughts were of draining his cock with her mouth first.

After the first shot she quickly popped his cock into her mouth again, this time getting met with a stream of cum that missed the back of her tongue and went straight down her throat, filling her stomach with it's warmness and eliciting a moan of pleasure from her.

The next few shots landed on her tongue and she swallowed it greedily, wanting more and more. She got three more shots before his balls drained and is cock started to deflate. Still she continued to suck, not wanting the erection to go. Finally she gave in though, when it was apparent that no matter how
hard she sucked it just wasn't going to stay hard. But, given time and some rest, she knew he'd get it up again in time to fuck her with it.

Standing in front of him she opened her mouth, to allow him to see the traces of his juices still in her mouth.

He grabbed her and pulled her closer, planting a kiss on those luscious lips of hers.

She felt his tongue enter her mouth and swirl around inside, collecting as much of the remains of his cum as he could. Then he backed up, opened his mouth so she could see it inside his mouth, and then he swallowed.

When she saw that she smiled at him and finished swallowing what was left in her mouth.

Pulling her to the sofa he gently pushed her down until she was sitting in front of him, her head level with his crotch, but he wasn't wanting her to give him more oral stimulation. This time it was his turn to use his mouth on her. He pushed her back on the soft and then pulled her legs until her butt
was sitting on the edge of the cushions, into a reclining position. Now her pussy was right in front of him and he spread her legs, pushing them back until her knees met the tips of her rock hard nipples, then he went to work enjoying the juices already streaking down her inner thighs

He started licking at the back of her knees, where the trail of her juices stopped, and slowly and deliberately worked towards her crotch. Once he finished one leg he started at the same place on the other one. By the time he got to her crotch more juices were beginning to pool and he quickly lapped
them up as well. When he finally got to her bald pussy, pulling open her outer lips, he was greeted with still more wetness.

He licked the outer lips first, never daring to actually enter her with his tongue until he was sure there was nothing remaining outside her pussy. When he was finished there he again pulled her open and concentrated on one lip at a time, licking into her and her inner lips, cleaning her up as he went.

After making sure he'd gotten it all there he placed his whole mouth on her hole and began to gently suck on both pair of lips, drawing more nectar from within.

The slickness of her bald pussy excited him like nothing else. While he enjoyed sucking on a pussy, whether or not it had hair, this was the first completely bald pussy he'd sucked for a long time, not counting his earlier encounter with her. There wasn't even any stubble to cause irritation on his
mouth and tongue and he was thankful for that much. This way his enjoyment was total and his pleasuring much more fun.

Catherine moaned and rocked her hips with each penetration of his tongue into her pussy. When he'd licked her outer and inner lips it was all she could do to stay on the sofa and let him continue with his oral ministrations. His tongue felt so good inside her that she never wanted him to stop. She could actually feel the suction as he concentrated on her inner lips, and she thought she could also feel her juices being sucked out of her as well. She wondered how it could feel so good!

After getting Catherine to cum 3 times with his mouth he decided it was time to once again fuck her pussy. While it wouldn't be as tight as it was the first time, he was sure it would still feel snug and that she'd be so wet that his penetration this time would be like a knife cutting hot butter. He backed
up on his knees and brought his once again hard cock up to her pussy lips.

From her position on the sofa, Catherine had a clear view of Jessie's black cock as he placed his uncut head against her lips. The she watched as he pulled his foreskin back to expose this purplish head, leaving some of his skin still on his cock head. She knew that once his head entered her all his skin
would be puckered behind that cock head until he pulled out of her again. Then, once he started to pull out, his skin would once again begin to slowly cover his head and that excited her even more.

Jessie slowly pushed until his head disappeared into her. He watched her eyes as they widened and her pussy slowly adjusted to his size again and accepted him. She was unbelievably wet inside and there was almost no resistance to his penetration this time. She slid smoothly into her and once he
was completely inside began to stroke in and out of her warmth and wetness. For the first few strokes it was like he was fucking a balloon filled with oil. There was little, if any, friction and that continued for the first strokes until the friction started to build and he soon felt his skin against the inside of her pussy.
Once more she started to moan and gyrate her hips, trying as hard as she could to pull him deeper into her hole. Finally she felt his cock head bump against her cervix and she knew for sure that he could go no further. To do so he'd almost have to penetrate her cervix.

Building up a steady stroking motion Jessie pounded into her wet hole and continued until he gave out of breath. He rested a few minutes and let her straighten out her legs, with him still inside her, to ease the cramps he felt she'd already been feeling since he started fucking into her. After a while of
rest she let him know she was ready again by thrusting her hips up to his crotch, so he once again began to push his cock into her.

Reaching down between her legs, Catherine was able to feel his erection as he fucked into her. With each movement she could feel his foreskin withdraw and slide up the length of his shaft. Again and again she felt this and her pussy creamed even more. Finally she clamped her legs around his hips
and thrust up to him one final time, triggering her last climax. When she came this time he did, too.

She could feel his shots deep inside her. Each shot slowly filled her pussy with his cream and finally he stopped thrusting, pushing in one last time. Then, holding her legs up, despite the cramps in them, he backed up, knelt down in front of her, and plastered his mouth to her hole and sucked all his cum
out of her well used pussy.

Another climax racked her body and she finally sagged, limp, against the back of the sofa. She was completely worn out, but also completely satisfied.
Not that she'd remember any of it in the morning.


Chapter 5


Two weeks after the unremembered encounter with Jessie, Catherine heard a knock on the front door and when she answered it she was surprised to find Jessie standing there, holding a large package in his arms.

"Good morning, Miss Catherine," Jessie greeted her. "I have something here for you. It's something special that your daddy and momma left for you."
"The did?" she replied.

"Yes, mam, they did. I was told not to give it to you until now though."

"I wonder why?"

"I have no idea," Jessie answered. "All I know is your daddy told me not to give it to you until he'd been gone a while. He even told me when he thought the time would be right."

"Why would he do something like that, Jessie?"

"I have no idea, Miss Catherine. I just told him I'd do whatever he wanted me to do."

"Well, you did work for them a long time, didn't you? I'm sure he had his reasons."

"Almost 40 years. And now, with the time I've spent with you and Mr. Carl, it's almost 60 years."

Catherine invited him into the house and they both went into the living room and she invited him to sit and talk to her for a while.

"I wonder why father would want to wait so long before I saw whatever it is in that box?"

"I have no idea," Jessie answered.

Looking at the package she could see that it was sealed with tape, wrapped all around it and then wrapped around the package and the cover. When she looked closer she could see her father's signature written on the tape. She knew exactly what it was, too. It was his way of making sure the it
wasn't opened before the appointed time. She'd seen him do many a package like that. It was just the way he did things.

"I've also got an envelope for you," said Jessie, holding out a sealed envelope with her name written on the front of it. Again, the signature underneath her name was that of her father.

As she took the envelope Jessie got up and let her know that he had some chores to finish and if she was to need him all she had to do was call him on his cell phone and he'd come back to the house.

Jessie already knew what was in the box and, as much as he wanted to be there to see her open it and witness the look on her face when she realized what it was, he also knew that she'd need time to consider what had just been divulged to her. He knew it would be a shock to her system, but he was determined
to let her do this by herself. She needed to know what her parents had been into, and in order to do that she had to be alone to open the box and go through the contents.

Catherine saw him to the door and then returned to the living room. Once she sat down in her comfortable lounge chair she opened the letter and began to read:

"Catherine:
I know that what you're about to see is going to come as quite a shock to you, but I feel it's time to learn some of the things that went on around the house when your momma was still with us. Please, don't think bad of us. We went into this knowing full well what we were doing. It was something your mother
and I wanted to do for a long time. Once we made up our minds there was nothing to hold us back. We enjoyed ourselves and we're hoping that this will ignite something inside you, to bring your feelings out into the open. Your mother and I raised you up to be proper, but we also realized, perhaps too late, that your primness would somehow hold you back, retard your growth as a woman. After you read this you'll find a similar letter from your mother. Please read it. I have no idea what she'll tell you, but please remember this - we both love you very much and we, especially your mother, feel guilty about the way
we raised you. Especially after some of the things we did.

Father"

"Just like my father," she thought. "He always referred to himself as 'Father'. Never 'daddy', but 'Father'.

Then she saw the letter from her mother, in her distinct cursive writing. She opened it and read it, too:

"Cathy:

First of all, I want to apologize to you for holding you back in your development. After the things your father and I went through I now realize I was wrong to teach you so many things that were wrong. I wanted you to be a woman and to do that I felt it was necessary to teach you that things such as sex for anything other then procreation was wrong. I now regret those decisions. Please, dear, don't judge your father and I too harshly. We did what we thought was right for you, at that time. Only after we started in our new lifestyle did I realize that I'd told you things that were wrong. I never intended to hurt you, or to stunt your development as a woman. Please look at the items your father and I have saved for you and I hope
you'll come to understand what we both mean in these letters. We both love you very much, Cathy.

Momma"

Catherine sat there holding the letters from both parents. She read and re-read each a couple of times, trying to guess at what they were trying to tell her. What was the deep secret they both had held from her? Would it change her life drastically? Would it change her life with Carl? What was it??? There
was only one way to find out. She got up and went to the table where the box rested, looking at it like something terrible was hidden inside, even though she had absolutely no idea what was inside.

She went to the desk and got out the pair of scissors, went back to the box and cut the tape along the bottom of the lid. When the last piece of tape was severed the top puffed up a little bit, revealing to her that the box was packed to beyond full with whatever was inside. She pulled off the top and found
what looked to be three photo albums inside, along with a couple of VHS tapes. She also found a couple more sealed letters, all of them addressed to her with the signatures of both her parents on them.

"It's funny," she thought, but in all the time I was with my parents I can never remember them calling themselves by their given names. It was always momma and father when I was around them. Betty and Edward were never used, unless they had company (which wasn't often)."

She noticed that the albums were numbered, 1,2, and 3. There were also some dates written on them.

Most were from at least 50 years ago and she wondered what could've happened way back then that would affect her life today. After all at her age it wasn't likely to mean a lot to her now. Still, why had her father wanted to wait till now for Jessie to give this all to her? She guessed that she'd find out soon
enough.

Returning to her seat in the recliner, she opened the first album and the first thing she saw was a photo of her mother. But it wasn't like any picture of her mother she'd ever seen before. In this picture her mother was standing naked in front of the camera, standing in front of her bed. The next picture was
even closer, showing her that her mother kept her mound shaved, just like she did. Was this something her mother wanted her to know about herself? She could only wonder. Flipping through more pages she found that all the pictures of her mother were in the nude. Not a stitch of clothing anywhere around,
not even anything on the floor at her feet. Her mother would be in different poses, bending over and showing the cameraman her ass ("Who was taking the pictures?" she wondered. Only later did it occur to her that it had been her father. "Who else could it have been?") Several others showed her lying on the bed and spreading her legs, using her hands to hold herself open, displaying the pinkness inside her vaginal lips.

Flipping more pages she soon found images of her mother stuffing things up inside her body, things from cucumbers to bananas and even a coke bottle! That surprised her to no end. The first album ended with those images.

Not realizing what was happening to her own body though, she was pinching her own nipples as she looked at her mother displaying her body and actually playing with herself. She was also getting wet between her legs, and an itchy feeling was beginning to crawl up her legs, ending at her vagina.

Getting up she got the next album and began to thumb through it, like she had the first one.

This album didn't show her mother until almost half way through it.

This time the pictures she was looking at were those of her father, just as naked as her mother had been. Again, she noticed that her father kept his private areas shaved. The pictures showed him also bending over and showing off his naked ass to the photographer, supposedly her mother this
time. There were also pictures of him poking things up his ass, much as her mother had stuffed things inside of her body.

Turning a page she found a hand holding her father's penis. It looked like her mother's hand, at least she hoped it was her mother's hand.
Several more showed the hand pulling on the penis she held, and when she turned the next page it showed her mother sitting next to him on the bed. She knew the younger woman was her mother, having seen pictures of her momma when she was younger. The page was turned and this time it showed her mother, with her father's penis in her mouth!

She almost dropped the album.

Taking another look it was as she first saw it. Her mother was indeed taking her father's penis into her mouth. And there were more pictures of her doing this. Then, with the turn of the next page, she found a picture of her father using his mouth on her mother's vagina! There was even a close up picture of him
licking her insides with his tongue!

Once again, Catherine was pinching her nipples, which were already rock hard and beginning to ache.

The wetness between her legs was getting worse, as well. She already knew that her panties were soaked, as she felt her juices running down her inner legs.

By the end of the second album her father was fucking her mother and apparently they were both enjoying it very much.

On the back, inside cover of the second album she found a note taped there. It read:

"Cathy:

I know these pictures may have shocked you, but please, before you go any further, get out the tape labeled #1 and look at it. I think I know how you're feeling by this time, but remember this, your father and I did this willingly. We really did enjoy all these things you see and there is more, but
for right now it's time to look at the first tape. This will show you how much we enjoyed this, better then the pictures ever could.

Momma"

Catherine could only sit there and look blankly at the piece of paper attached to the inside of the album cover. All this was really hard to believe right now. If it weren't for the pictures, the proof right in front of her, she'd have believed that her parents were up to something, and not of their own free will, either.
Before she did anything further, she went to the kitchen and got herself a glass of water. Her mouth was dry and her pussy was soaking wet. She felt her thighs slide together as she walked, and her juices were trailing down her inner legs. She imagined that if she looked behind her she'd see a trail of herself
on the floor, like a trail of breadcrumbs.

She was determined not to look back though, afraid of what she might see.

After finishing her drink she went back into the living room and got the first tape out of the box, then went to the VCR and pushed it inside and then turned on the TV and hit "PLAY" on the machine.

Then she returned to her seat and waited for the tape to start.

And start it did!

It was nothing but fucking, at it's finest.

The subjects of the tape were even her own parents, too!

There were her father and mother humping like two jack rabbits.

And the noises!

Her mother never stopped groaning, and with each thrust of her father the groans got louder.

Then came the screaming!

"FUCK ME, EDWARD! FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK ME!!!!!"

Every time she screamed it seemed like she was getting louder. And it appeared as if she was liking it, too!

"How could she like it?" she hollered at the TV screen. "How could she like it?"

Every time she hollered at the TV her fingers pinched her nipples harder, but she wasn't aware of it. She only knew that it made her feel better.

Yet, she couldn't take her eyes off the spectacle in front of her. She was actually watching her parents as they fucked! She could actually see her father's penis going in and out of her mother's vagina. She watched as her mother wrapped her legs around her father's waist and drew him deeper into her body
and the screaming continued to grow louder.

To her the worse part was that her mother seemed to actually enjoy the pummeling that her father was giving her.

As she watched her father pulled out and pointed his penis at her mothers body, jacking his penis until she shot something out of it, watching it land on her mother's belly. She realized that she'd just seen her father shoot his semen on her mother. Then, her mother sat up on the bed, pulled her husband
closer to her, and took his penis into her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down on her husband until he groaned and, from the look of it, shot another load into her mouth.

"HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?" she shouted at the screen

"How could you tell me that this is all wrong and then enjoy yourself so much, mother? How could you?"

Catherine buried her head into her hands and cried. Cried like she hadn't done since the funerals of her parents. Her mother had instilled into her that sex was wrong! That it was nasty! That you were only to have sex if you wanted to have children!

And yet, there were her parents, on the TV right in front of her, fucking each other like there was no tomorrow. She felt so betrayed at this moment.
She couldn't take any more. The VCR was turned off, then the TV. She ejected the tape, put it back into the box, along with the two albums and left them there, while she left the room and went to her bedroom. Once there she got undressed, took a hot shower and went to bed for a while. There had been a lot in those albums that she'd been totally unaware of. It had taken her by surprise and she didn't know how to handle it.

Part of her wanted to just lay there until she died. Part of her wanted to get revenge on her mother by going out and picking up the first man she came across and fuck him till she did die. Part of her wanted to go to the cemetery and rant and rave at her now dead parents. Why had they done this to her? What
purpose did it serve now to reveal all this to her almost 50 years after their deaths?

All this was on her mind when she finally fell asleep.

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Jessie had stood outside the living room window and watched as Catherine looked at the video playing on the TV.

He smiled.

It wasn't every day that he had the chance to witness something like this.

He'd enjoyed watching Catherine as she witnessed her parents fucking each other. The look on her face had been priceless when she'd finally learned the truth about her parents. And the best was yet to come as far as he was concerned. Once she learned of his participation in the events of her parents he
wondered how she'd react to that. Only time would tell.

Right now though, he had something else in mind.

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Using his passkey, Jessie let himself into the main house. He already knew Catherine was sleeping in the master bedroom, so he didn't have a lot to worry about. And it wasn't like he was breaking into the house. After all, he'd worked here for 60+ years and he felt as though he was a member of the family.

Slowly he made his way to the master bedroom. Once there he stood outside the doorway and watched as Catherine played with herself.

She was still sleeping, but steadily pinching her hard nipples with one hand, while probing her pussy with the other one. Her eyes were closed and there was no noise coming from her. Her body was reacting to what she was doing though. While sleeping her hips were moving in time to the way her fingers probed her clitoris, with sporadic tics occasionally causing her body to slightly jump on the bed. Obviously she was having some orgasms to the stimulation she was giving herself.

While standing there Jessie got undressed, until he was just as naked as she was. Then he crossed into the room and stood at the side of her bed. Even with her somewhat flat chest her nipples were still her best feature. They stood at attention, begging for more attention, other then what she was giving herself
as she pinched them to even harder states. He wanted to reach out and caress them himself, but that would mean giving himself away, and he didn't want to do that just yet. Instead he stood and watched, and waited.

Even in her sleep Catherine felt like she was being watched. She had no idea what she was doing to herself as she lay there, but she still felt like someone was close by.

She opened her eyes...................

"Buttermilk."

Instantly she slumped back onto the bed, in a state that was open to any suggestion that could, and would, be made. It's just that she'd never remember it. She wouldn't even remember seeing Jessie

Standing at the side of her bed, his huge black, uncut cock almost in her face.

What she did do though, after a few minutes, was open her eyes again. She saw the black cock in her face and instantly took hold and pulled it towards her mouth, which was already open, anticipating the taste in her mouth as she sucked on it, pulling all that loose skin down the back of her throat.
Jessie stood there and let Catherine use her hot mouth on his hard organ once again. He couldn't get enough of her sucking him off. He reached down and pinched her nipples between his huge black fingers, feeling the texture of her nipples on his skin. With his other hand he reached down and patted her
bare pussy, feeling the leaking moisture that had already accumulated there.

"Damn!" he thought, "when this lady cums, she really gets wet. Makes it that much easier to get this huge piece of meat into her with ease."

Jessie loved fucking Catherine, almost as much as he'd enjoyed fucking her mother. The only difference right now was that Carl wasn't there. When he'd been with Edward and Betty it was always with an audience. Edward loved to watch his wife take Jessie's cock into her body. He'd love to suck on Jessie
as he ate Betty, too. And then Betty would fuck her husband and suck Jessie's cock until he shot his load, either into her mouth or all over her face. To Betty it didn't matter where she got it. She was addicted to cum and would take it anywhere she could get it. The only thing she wouldn't let either her husband or Jessie do was fuck her in the ass. She wasn't about to let that happen. She felt that her pussy was their's to do with as they pleased, but her ass was hers alone and no one messed with her back there. They knew she wouldn't allow it, so they never even tried.

He looked down and watched as she continued to suck him off.

The look on her face as she sucked him was priceless.

"It's a shame she'll never remember any of this," he thought.

Then he got an idea, and it made him smile.

In the meantime, Catherine sucked his shaft, pulled her mouth off him and gave her attention to his balls, sucking and licking on them one at a time. When she finished there she sat up on the bed and pulled him down onto it. She got up and knelt down at the edge of the mattress and pulled his legs up and pushed
them forward until his knees were touching his chest, then she pressed her mouth to his ass hole and began to lick and suck on is rosebud.

She'd never done that before and Jessie marveled at how good it felt to once again have someone lick him down there. The last one to do that had been Edward, and he'd gotten to the point where he could make

Jessie shoot his load but jamming his tongue up his hole. She moved her focus to his balls again, and the area just below them and continued to lick him there. Then, as she sucked his balls once again, stuck two fingers up his ass, causing his to shoot his load right there. Once she realized what had happened she got up and licked up his cream from his belly and then moved up his body until she could suck on his nipples, biting them with her teeth until he could no longer take the pain and had to force her to concentrate on other areas, like his cock once again. She sucked him until his erection shrank and
she looked into his eyes..................

......................and smiled!

Then she opened her mouth, showing him the load she'd just licked up and then, as he watched, she swallowed it all, opening her mouth once again to show him it was all gone.

Now it was time to make his move.

"Catherine."

"Yes," she answered dreamily.

"I have something I want you to do for me."

"Yes, Jessie."

"When Carl gets home from his next trip I want you to make sure he's comfortable and relaxed, then I want you to call me to come to the house. Once I'm there, and in the same room with you and your husband, I want you to get on your knees, pull my pants down and suck my cock in front of Carl. Do you understand,

Catherine?"

"Yes. I understand, Jessie. You want me to pull your pants down and suck your cock in front of Carl."

"That's right, but I want you to wait till after his next trip, not when he gets home this time. I think he has a surprise for you this time."

"Yes, Jessie," she said again and then returned her attention to his already hardening again cock. She lowered her head and again took his cock into her mouth, lavishing it with her tongue and sucking his excess skin down the back of her throat again. The feel of all that skin slithering down her throat caused
her to climax again.

When she climaxed the third time sucking on his cock he got her on her back, with her legs pressed against her chest, rubbing against those beautiful nipples, he slowly slid into her and fucked her for a while. He wasn't in a hurry, just wanting to enjoy the moment and the feeling of her warmth engulfing his cock. It never ceased to amaze him just how good it felt to be so deep inside her, with her pussy gripping him and trying it's best to get him to release his load. Once he did that then he'd again lay her back and eat his deposit from her as it slowly seeped out of her depths.

He knew that Carl was due for another trip in a month and already he could hardly wait to see the look on his face when his darling wife got him on his knees and she sucked his black cock right in front of him.

There was something else he was looking forward to as well.

He wanted to see what Catherine would do with a Great Dane and he hoped Carl would initiate it, but if he didn't then he'd take the situation in his own black hands.

Chapter 6


As Jessie entered his home the phone started to ring. Looking at the called ID he could see that it was Carl.

"Probably back from his trip by now," he thought.

"Hello!"

"Jessie. This is Carl. I'm on my way home from the airport now and I have the dog with me.

Would you please meet me at the barn? I should be there in about 20 minutes."

"Sure thing, Mr. Carl. I'll be waiting for you there."

"Thank you, Jessie. See you shortly."

The connection was broken and he hung up the phone.

"Well," he thought, "looks like things are gonna start to heat up around here pretty soon."

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When the car reached the barn Carl could see Jessie waiting by the door, which was already open and waiting for him to pull the car inside.

After parking he got out of the car and went to open the back door, where the great dane eagerly waited to be released. After being cramped into the back seat the freedom of being outside would feel great.

Jessie was surprised at the size of the animal. He knew great danes were big dogs, but never having actually seen one this close before, the size almost intimidated him. He could only wonder how Catherine would react to the animal when she finally saw him.

"Big, isn't he, Jessie?"

"Yessir, he sure is. Where did you get him?"

"One of the men I know on my sales route is being transferred to California and has to get an apartment. The managers won't allow pets so he asked me if I'd mind taking care of him. I'm not sure how long he'll be out there, but I promised I'd take good care of him."

"And Miss Catherine doesn't know about this yet, does she?"

"Nope. It's going to be a surprise."

"You got that right!"

"You know something, Jessie? I'm not even sure if Catherine like animals or not. Wonder what I'll do if she doesn't like him?"

"Only one way to find out, Mr. Carl!"

The two men shared a laugh at that statement.

After putting the dane into one of the unused stalls the two men retreated to on of the other stalls and they both began to remove their clothing, soon standing naked in front of each other, both sporting hard cocks, which they slowly stroked.

"I never would have believed that I'd enjoy something like this with another man," Carl said as they both laid on the already prepared blanket which covered the newly laid straw. Jessie knew that when Carl had mentioned he'd meet him at the barn what was going to happen once they got there. After all, they'd met at this same stall on numerous times in the past, each enjoying the oral ministrations of the other.

Once they were close to each other Jessie reached for Carl's hard, skin-covered cock and began to jerk it to a harder erection. Already pre cum was bubbling from the slit in the cock head and he smeared it around the tip, then licking the remaining liquid from his fingertip. Sitting up and leaning in closer, Jessie took Carl's cock into his mouth, once again enjoying the feel of the man's hard tool in his mouth. It never ceased to amaze him just how much he enjoyed sucking another man's cock. Sure, he'd had plenty of experience with Miss Catherine's parents, but now he was actually sucking her husband off. While not as large as Mr. James was, Carl's cock was still quite large, for a white man. During his youth he'd sucked plenty of cocks, both black and white and Mr. James had had the biggest cock for a white man he'd ever seen. Carl was close, but still not as big.

While Jessie sucked on his cock, Carl wrapped his fingers around the huge uncut cock of Jessie.

The feel of the man's cock always amazed him. The feel was quite different from his own, too.

Almost had a velvety feeling to it. It constantly amazed him that something this hard could feel so soft in his hands, as well as in his mouth.

Pretty soon the two men were lost in each others cocks and the afternoon passed quietly in the barn. When they finished both were surprised to realize that they'd been sucking each other for over two hours.

As they stood in the stall, getting dressed again, plans were already underway for how Carl would introduce the dane to Catherine. He told Jessie he'd tell her this evening over dinner and would later call him as have him bring the dog to the main house

"He got a name, Mr. Carl?"

"Yes. He does."

"What is it?"

"His owner named him Neptune." He noticed the smile that etched itself on Jessie's face.

"I have no idea why he chose that name, but I like it. Definitely different from any name I've heard a dog called by."

"Can't say I've ever heard of a dog named Neptune, either."

"Do me a favor, please, Jessie."

"Yessir, what is it?"

"I've got some feed and other things for Neptune in the trunk of the car. Would you please get them out and store them down here. I think I'm going to turn that stall he's in now into his living quarters. Can't have him roaming around all over the place."

"Well, it is a big place, Mr. Carl. Where would he go?"

"I'm not sure that he'd go anywhere, Jessie. But, I want to be sure that he stays around here until he gets used to the place and the new people."

Nodding in agreement, Jessie could see the wisdom in the decision.

"I'll put him in another stall and get that one cleaned up a bit and put down some new straw for him to lay in."

"Good. Thank you, Jessie. What would we do without you to help us here?"

"Don't know, sir, but I'm glad to still be here."

"You've been on this property longer than I have, Jessie. Catherine and I would really hate to lose you."

"I've practically grown up on this land, Mr. Carl. Would feel strange if I was any place else."

"Just how old are you now, Jessie?"

"Pushing 70 now, sir."

"Well, for a man your age, it doesn't show. You've kept yourself in great shape. Wish I could say the same for me."

Once again the two men shared a laugh.

"Guess sitting behind a desk all day doesn't do much for the exercise, does it?" he stated, as he gently patted his growing mid-section."

"And here I thought it was all that cock sucking that was keeping you lean and trim, sir!"

As Carl headed towards the house his laughter echoed back into the barn.

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Carl decided that the time to tell his wife about Neptune was right after they'd finished their dinner.

Once they were settled in the living room, watching their favorite show on the television, Carl asked Catherine how she's feel about having a dog around the place, especially during the times he was gone.

"I'd been thinking of getting one for those times," Catherine surprised him.

"Really!"

"Yes, really!"

"Why? You've got Jessie here all the time, don't you?"

"Well, yes, I do. But it's not the same, is it?"

"I guess not. What kind of dog did you have in mind?"

"I was thinking of a big breed. Something that might scare off strangers if they were to show up when Jessie wasn't actually around. You know, dear, he does have a life outside of living on the property and helping us."

"Really? I hadn't noticed." A smile crossed Carl's face, his thoughts going back to the time the two of them had recently spent in the barn. His cock stirred a bit at the thoughts. He adjusted his seat and listened to his wife talk about getting a dog.

"I really would like something like a St. Bernard or a Doberman. Perhaps a Great Dane! I'm not really sure which one I'd like. What brought up the subject, Carl?"

"Well, one of the men on my sales route was recently transferred out west and he wasn't able to take his dog with him, so he asked me if I'd like to take care of him for a while."

"And......"

"I told him I would."

"But you never mentioned this to me, Carl."

"Frankly, dear, I wasn't sure how you'd take it. After all, I wasn't even sure if you liked animals, especially a large dog. I told him I'd take care of him and tell you after I got him home."

"You mean he's here! NOW!"

"Yes, he is.

"I got Jessie to fix him a stall out in the barn for now."

Catherine jumped up from her chair and headed towards the door.

"I've got to see him. What breed is he? What's his name? Do you think he'll like me?"

She was full of questions and Carl had no choice but to join her and the two of them walked the short distance to the old barn, to visit the newest addition to their family.

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From his living room window, Jessie watched as the Carl and Catherine neared the barn.

Thoughts already raced through his head and he'd just about settled on what he was going to do for both Neptune and Catherine once Carl left on his next business trip.

He realized that Mr. Carl wasn't thinking of the same thing as he was, but he'd done enough visiting on the World Wide Web to know about women and dogs having sex and he intended to introduce Catherine and Neptune to the pleasures a dog can give a woman.

When he'd visited Mexico last year on his vacation he'd finally realized one of his deepest wishes to see a woman fuck and suck a dog. It had left a lasting impression in his mind and he realized now, for the first time, that his dream of actually taking part in something like this was finally going to happen. Of course, he'd have to work with Neptune first, and he knew he was going to enjoy that part of his plan as well.

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Catherine stood at the stall and looked into it. She wasn't sure what to expect once she got there, but soon realized that the animal in front of her was the prettiest dog she'd ever seen.

Carl had told her the dog's name on the way to the barn. Like her husband and Jessie, she'd never heard of such a name for a dog, but once she saw him she fell in love with him and wanted to go into the stall and pet him.

"Let's wait till he gets use to us first, dear. After all, he's not use to us yet and to him we're strangers who have to earn his trust."

Catherine was disappointed that she could pet him right then but what Carl had told her did make sense. He would have to get use to his new owners before he could trust them.

Carl could see the disappointment on her face and he hugged her close to him. It was one of the few moments of closeness they'd had in a long time.
While it was true that he was fucking her every chance he had, it was only due to fact that he was using his hypnosis on her. If not for that the only sex he'd have would be when he and Jessie got together for their regularly scheduled blow jobs on each other.

Catherine reached to put her hand through the gate to pet Neptune, but Carl stopped.

"I don't think that's a good idea," he told her.

"But surely it wouldn't hurt to just pet him, would it?"

"Like I said earlier, he has to get to know us first."

"And how does he do that if he's shut up in here all the time?"

"I guess it would be ok for us to come down here during the day to visit him, talk to him, let him get to know us. After a while we'll let him loose inside the barn with us around and that way he'll see that we're no threat to him. Do you think that would work?"

He could see his wife thinking on his suggestion.

"I guess that would be the best way to handle it. But, once he gets to know us, we'll be able to let him out of the barn, right?"

"I see no problem with that at all."

"How long do you think it'll take for him to get use to us?"

"I talked to a vet on the way home today, while he was in the back of the car, and she told it that since Donnie had had him for so long that it might take 4 to 6 months for his to realize we're his new owners."

Catherine pouted.

"That long?" she asked.

"I'm afraid so."

Turning to the stall she spoke directly to Neptune for the first time, "Don't worry, boy. I'll be down here every day so that you can get to know me and find that I won't hurt you. I just want to be your friend and to have you for some company when Carl's gone on his trips."

Neptune looked at her, almost as if he could understand what she was telling him. The whole time the two people had been here he'd paced back and forth in his new surroundings, getting the feel of the place. Once the woman started to talk to him he stopped his pacing, sat on his haunches, and seemed to be listening to what she was telling him.

"He seems like a smart dog," Carl said.

As they left the barn Catherine told him she was sure he'd be fine here with the two of them and Jessie.

"In face, I'll make sure Jessie's with me the first week or so that I come down here. After all, he'll have to get to know him as well, won't he?"

"I hadn't thought of that," admitted Carl, "but you're right. Getting to know Jessie is just as important as getting to know, and trust, us. I'll let Jessie know that when I see him tomorrow morning. Right now it's getting late and we really should be in the house, especially since it looks like we're in for a storm tonight."

As soon as he'd said that they both heard thunder in the background and, by the time they reached the house, the rain had already started to fall.

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Later that night, after seeing that Catherine was sleeping, Carl got out of bed, put on his robe and slippers, and went downstairs to the kitchen to get something to drink and to make sure the back door was open. He and Jessie had something planned tonight and he wanted to make sure that Jessie had no problems getting into the house. Sure, Jessie had his passkey but he just wanted to be sure all went well.

After a wait of about 10 minutes, Jessie entered through the back door and sat at the table with Carl, taking the offered steaming cup of coffee that was offered to him. He took a sip and waited for it to cool a bit.

"Is she ready," Jessie asked him.

"I believe she is. I used the code word on her before we finished for the night, so by the time we get up there she should already be naked and ready for the two of us."

"You sure you really want to do this now?"

"Why? You having second thoughts? That's not like you, Jessie. I know you've been fucking her since I left town. I implanted that thought into her mind before I left, as you wanted me to. I would think that you're used to fucking my wife right now."

"Oh, believe me, I am. Your wife has one of the best cunts I've ever fucked before. And her mouth! You already know what a great cock sucker she is, don't you?"

"You better believe I do!"

"Then the real question is this, are YOU sure YOU want to do this to her?"

"Believe me, Jessie. I've thought of nothing else. I would love to finally see that black cock of yours inside her pussy. I know you've already stretched her with that cock. Don't you think I can feel the difference once you've fucked her? She's not as tight as she once was, even though she uses that cucumber on a regular basis."

"And I thought Betty was the only one to use a cucumber in her twat! How in the world did you ever manage to get that thought implanted?"

"I didn't!"

"You mean it was something she did all on her own?"

"Jessie, she's been using those damned cucumbers in her pussy for a long time, even before I implanted anything in her mind."

"Really?"

"Really!"

"I didn't know that. I just assumed it was something you put there."

"Hey, whether she admits it or not, she loves sex, even if its just an artificial cock, or whatever she wants to call that thing."

"Guess she's hotter then either one of us thought she'd be, huh?"

"Guess so.

"You about ready to get started up there?"

"Been ready!"

Both finished their coffee, placed their cups in the drain in the sink, after washing them out, then headed upstairs to the master bedroom, and their encounter with Catherine.

Once Carl entered the room he knew that his wife was ready. She was lying on the bed, on top of the covers, wearing nothing but a smile. She freshly shaved pussy was already stuffed with her fingers as she played with her clitoris, apparently in the middle of her first climax of the night. Her hips were gyrating around on the covers as she strummed her sensitive clit with her fingers, her eyes closed as if concentrating on what was already happening to her.
A short moan escaped her lips as her climax took hold of her body and she visibly sank lower on the bed once she'd reached that summit.

Opening her eyes she noticed the two naked men standing at the side of the bed, their hard cocks in their hands, as if presenting them to her. She sat up on the side of the bed and grabbed both organs, leaning slightly forward to she could administer a lick to the heads of both of them. Then she sat back and admired the two cocks in front of her.

Jessie's appeared to have the longest foreskin, with Carl's not too far behind. And, while Jessie's was the largest of the two, again Carl wasn't too far behind. She began to pump both of them, watching the skin slide up and down over the cock heads. Already Carl's cock was leaking pre cum and it wouldn't be longer before Jessie's cock was also doing the same thing. Again she leaned forward and took Carl's cock fully into her mouth, stretching her tongue between his cock head and that lovely foreskin. She loved the taste that was residing between them. She sucked on his skin and felt it slither partly down the back of her throat. While it didn't go as far as Jessie's did, she still enjoyed the feel of it on the back of her tongue. She momentarily shivered with a mini-climax as the loose skin slithered into her throat.

After spending a short time on Carl's cock Catherine switched to Jessie. His dark cock always amazed her. It looked so good against the white background of her hands as,she held onto it. She also liked the way it looked thrusting into her pussy when he fucked her with it. Right now though she was only interested in sucking on it for a while and pulling his loose skin down her throat. She clearly 'remembered' the first time she'd sucked his skin into her mouth.
When it had hit the back of her tongue her gag reflex had kicked in and she'd almost spit it out. She overcame that feeling though and continued to pull it down the back of her tongue, until she was almost certain it was dangling into her stomach!

While she sucked on Jessie Carl gently pushed her back onto the bed, and she refused to release the cock she was sucking on, so Jessie climbed onto the bed with her, settling on his knees while he watched his cock disappear into her mouth. Once she was in position Carl spread her legs, pushing them back until her knees were rubbing against her nipples and only then did he descend to her pussy with his mouth, plastering it over her slit and stabbing his tongue deeply into her, burying his nose deep into her twat as well. For a while he concentrated on lapping up her juices, which ran freely out of her hole. Then he decided it was time to work on her clit for a while, so he gently sucked it into his mouth, using his tongue to caress it and flick it all along it's exposed head.
He also gently nibbled it with his teeth, eliciting a groan of acceptance from Catherine.

He started working harder on the bud, each lick eliciting more of her juices from deep within.

Meanwhile, Jessie was now steadily pumping his cock back and forth into and out of Catherine's hot mouth. He could feel it every time she pulled his loose skin into the back of her mouth and he had to admit, it felt good each and every time. If he wasn't careful he'd end up shooting a load into her throat before he was ready to.

Catherine was now concentrating on lavishing his cock head with her tongue, sliding it between his skin and his cock head. He knew he was already leaking huge amounts of pre cum, because he felt her swallowing it all. He'd always had plenty of pre cum in his youthful days and apparently that hadn't changed as he'd gotten older.

"Good thing I got a great ticker," he thought. "This would give anyone else my age a heart attack for sure. Damn! She sure knows how to suck a cock!!"

It constantly amazed him that someone with the limited experience Catherine had could be so good at what she was doing! Yet, every time she sucked his cock the feeling was incredible! It took all his concentration not to shoot the moment it entered her mouth, and that was a considerable amount of concentration. He'd had a lot of other women, both black and white, suck his cock before, including her mother, and yet this woman was the best of the bunch. Made him wonder what she'd think is she actually knew what was going on here.

He looked at Carl as he continued his lapping of his wife's pussy. Pretty soon it would be time to switch positions with him and he'd then get his first chance of the night to eat that wonderful tasting twat for himself. As much as he loved to have his cock sucked, by either a man or a woman, eating pussy was something else he totally enjoyed and was looking forward to stabbing his tongue into that hot box once again. He especially loved the fact that Catherine kept herself shaved down there. That made eating it out that much more exciting.

Catherine had gotten where she could now tell when either Jessie or Carl were about to shoot their loads into her mouth, and she could tell now it wouldn't be long before she got a nice hot load in her mouth from this wonder tasting black cock she was sucking on. It was then she concentrated on sucking even harder, moving her head up and down on the tool, using all the attention she had to cause more and more friction from her mouth and tongue until she was greeted with the sweet taste of Jessie's cum for her hard work.

As each jet of cum shot into her mouth she swallowed greedily, not wanting to lose one drop of the stuff.

Jessie knew this load was going to be a small one, after all he and Carl had sucked each other dry earlier in the day. He would still be able to shoot a few more loads before this session was done, but it would be less then he'd given her earlier in the week. He also knew she'd notice, but he was prepared to answer her in a way that might just shock her. After all, she still didn't know that he and Carl took care of each other with their mouths. The thought of fucking Carl never entered his mind though. He didn't get off by fucking other guys. All he wanted to do was suck a cock and have his sucked as well. He didn't want to fuck a man and didn't want a man to fuck him, either.

Once his load was completely gone he noticed Carl had finished munching on his wife's,pussy and was sitting on his knees, watching as he'd shot his smaller load into Catherine's,mouth.

"Well, you look like you had a good time down there," he told Carl.

"Always, my friend. Always!"

"Ready to change places?"

"If you are."

Without another word the two changed places, Carl now getting his uncut cock sucked and Jessie planting his mouth on the already sucked out pussy. Once he got his tongue to work on it though, it would be like a fountain that had sprung a leak. He knew how to get her to,cream on his mouth and, while he wasn't sure if Carl knew of it or not, he wasn't about to,share that secret with anyone else. It would be his to use alone.

Once he planted his mouth over Catherine's gash he immediately went to her clitoris, lashing,it with his tongue and immediately bringing her to yet another roaring climax. Then he began to dig his tongue deeper into her hole, swishing around inside her with his talented,tongue, as he pulled her outer lips wider, giving him a greater access to her inner being.

Already her juices were beginning to flow once more.

Then he pushed his first two fingers into her ass!

Immediately another rushing climax engulfed her, and her hips bucked against his head,as she jumped around on the mattress. She loved to feel his fingers in her ass, but that was,all. Like Jessie, she didn't want anything bigger then fingers in her butt. She knew she'd,probably be able to take a giant cock up there, but just the thought of it was enough to,dry her pussy for a month.

It was only a short time after starting to suck on Carl that she felt him delivering his hot load,to her. Greedily she sucked his cock like she was sucking on a straw and it wasn't long before his load was also completely sucked out and he was once again dry.

Carl hoped he'd be able to shoot at least one more load before the night was over. He was wanting to make sure he deposited at least one into his wife's pussy when it was his time to finally fuck her.

Tonight Jessie was to get the first shot of fucking her and while he was doing that it was when they had decided to show Catherine that they were into sucking off each other. Carl had already gotten Jessie to just suck him a while, due to the fact he wanted to leave his load in Catherine's pussy. Jessie had agreed. After all, he was used to sucking Carl until he got his reward of hot cum.

After getting Catherine to cum on his tongue at least 4 times Jessie settled back on his legs and was just in time to see Carl blow his load. He could tell by the way Carl tensed up that he was giving his hot release to his wife's mouth. He looked down at the pussy he'd just finished dining on, seeing his saliva still on her outer lips, along with what remained of her own juices. He had to smile. He never dreamed life could be so good to him. Not only had he managed to be able to fuck Betty and suck Edward, Catherine's parents, but now he was enjoying the fruits of their daughter as well. Along with her husband! What more could he ask for?

He already knew that answer and tomorrow he'd start working on seeing his other dream become reality. Tomorrow was the day he'd start working with Neptune to get him to fuck

Catherine. He was also hoping he'd get Carl to suck the dog's cock, too. Now that would really be something.

Chapter 7


When Catherine got up the next day all she could think about was the box of things she'd gone through the previous day. She still couldn't believe some of the things she'd found inside that box. It still brought thoughts to her head of the tape she'd watched, in which her parents were fucking, and enjoying it! She still found it hard to believe that she hadn't known this about her parents, but then again, she had been a bit younger when they'd been killed in that accident all those many, many years ago.

Going to the bathroom she took a quick shower, changed into clean underwear and put on the little bit of makeup she allowed herself to wear. After all, where was she going to go that she needed to fix herself up to impress someone? She'd spent almost all of her life on this farm, without going out too often, so why should she change now?
She went downstairs and into the kitchen, where she fixed herself a small breakfast of eggs, grits and some milk and orange juice, then sat at the table and ate it all, her thoughts still on the video tape from yesterday. Once she was finished with her meal she got up and washed the dishes, dried them and put them in their proper place. She believed in keeping the house clean and would fuss for hours to make sure it was up to her standards. With it being only her and Carl in the house though, there wasn't a whole lot to do and keeping it clean and neat was an easy job. Thank goodness they'd never had any children to chase around the place. She didn't know if she'd have been able to keep up with them and to make sure they didn't make huge messes that had to constantly be cleaned up by her, or someone else.

Moving into the living room she found the box right where she'd left it, sitting behind the couch where no one else could see it. She'd have been embarrassed if Carl had found it while he'd been at home. Thank goodness he'd left on his business trip earlier in the day, long before she'd gotten up. She stood there and stared at the box as it sat there on the floor. Apparently she'd not closed it properly, since one of the flaps was slightly raised above the others. Bending down to fully close it she got a look at the materials inside and reached into it and pulled out the tape marked #2. She'd already gotten a look at the first tape and now her curiosity was beginning to get to her and she wanted to see what was on the second tape.

She went to the television and tape player (Carl refused to get a DVD player, insisting they had enough video tapes of things to watch and also refused to buy DVD's of any kind), and gently pushed the tape into it. Picking up the remote from the top of the TV she went to her rocker and sat down, pushing the play button once she'd turned on the TV.

The black screen was replaced with a picture of both of her parents. Her father's mouth was moving but she couldn't hear his voice and it was then she remembered to turn up the volume. Once she'd done that she rewound the tape so she could listen to it from the beginning.

"Catherine, we wanted to share some of our experiences with you once you got older. If you're now watching this, without us being with you, then it means something has happened to us and Jessie has given the box of albums and these two tapes to you. We had every intention of telling this to you personally, before you and Carl got married, but the time never seemed to be right and your mother," who was standing next to him, "thought if we weren't able to tell you in person then this was the next best thing."

"We knew you'd never believe anything Jessie would tell you, without us being there to confirm all he said," her mother continued. "We regret that we were unable to tell you in person, as your father has already told you, but we wanted you to know that we both love you very much and want you to be as normal as we are."

"You call what you did on that first tape 'NORMAL'?" she thought to herself.

Her father continued, "Your mother and I have a fairly active sex life, dear. There were never any doubts that we would, either. I know that your mother tried to instill in you that sex was bad, but that was only while you were younger. We didn't want to have to be told that you'd gotten yourself pregnant while you were either dating or in school. That would've killed us both right then and there. We didn't want a teenage mother to have the responsibilities of trying to raise someone not much younger then you were. All we had were good intentions for you, dear. Please forgive us if we were wrong."

By now tears were streaming down her face as she finally realized what it was her now-dead parents were telling her. Sex wasn't nasty and it was something she could've learned to enjoy. Perhaps Carl had been right when he'd tried to get her interested in intercourse after they first got married. Oh, the things she'd missed all those many years ago.

This time her mother again spoke to her, "Catherine, please realize that what you've already seen on the first tape and what you're about to see on this one are acts done by both of us. We were willing participants here and we enjoyed everything you're about to see. Some of what you'll see on this tape were considered taboo when we first got married and it wasn't till after you'd grown up that they were looked at differently. In some cases they were still not talked about openly and what we did, we did behind closed doors and they were known to only the very ones taking part in all of this. We trusted everyone to keep quiet about it and for the most part they did. I have no idea if anyone spoke about this or not, but I do hope if they did that it wasn't too bad for them after we were gone. I pray that you'll understand what you're about to see and I, or rather your father and I, love you very much and wanted only the best for you, dear. Please forgive us if something happened to us and we weren't there for you at this time."

With that all said the tape returned to the black screen for a few moments and when the light returned Catherine found that the camera was once again in their bedroom and was trained on the bed itself.

Lying on the bed was her mother, without any clothing on. She was spread out on top of the sheets with her legs spread wide open, giving her daughter a clear view of the slit between her legs. From the glistening effects she saw, Catherine could only guess that her mother was leaking her juices onto the sheets and she wasn't too far from the truth.

She heard voices in the background but didn't recognize them. She was sure there were more then one, but she couldn't tell if it was her father or someone else in the room. Then one of the voices got louder and was telling her mother to reach down and spread her lips apart (she could only assume that the person meant for her mother to pull apart her vaginal lips) so that he could get a clearer view of what was inside. It was only then that Catherine realized what had been glistening inside her mother. Apparently she wasn't leaking her own juices, but rather the wetness inside her was the sperm that someone (presumably her father) had just shot inside her......

She found it hard to say the word.

.......pussy!

Without realizing it, Catherine's own pussy was starting to get wetter, as she watched what was happening in front of her.

She still found it impossible to believe that her own parents would actually tape the events!

"Justine," her heard her father say to someone outside the range of the camera. "It's time for you to get in there and clean up your brother's mess, don't you think?"

"Momma! You wouldn't let a woman........" her thoughts trailed off as a very nice looking black woman entered the picture and she instantly recognized her as Jessie's sister!

She watched as Justine got on her knees in front of her mother and then moved herself forward, until her face was directly in front of her mother's pussy and then leaned in closer and used her tongue to lick across her mother's pouting pussy lips!

The camera moved in closer and got a clearer shot of what was happening.

Catherine watched as Justine used her tongue to delve into her mother's gaping hole, licking her inner lips and pushing deeper into the wetness in front of her.
She watched as the black woman plastered her mouth over her mother's hole and she could tell that the woman was using her tongue to gather and swallow the juices she sucked out of the wet pussy.

The camera moved to a shot of her mother's face and from the look on it Catherine could tell she was enjoying what Justine was doing to her. She watched as her mother put her hands on Justine's head and pulled her closer, almost as if she were trying to pull the woman's head into her hole.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" came the content moans from her mother's mouth.

"Don't stooooooooooooooopppppppppppppppp, Justine. Eat that cum out of me. Let your brother know how much you enjoy eating his spunk out of me after shooting his load into this white pussy!"

Catherine couldn't believe it was actually her mother mouthing those words.

"We, have something else for you to do, sweetheart," she heard her father say.

The cameras position again changed and this time it focused on Jessie, who stood on the side of the bed, naked with his huge cock hanging between his legs, waiting to take part in the vision before her. Jessie crawled on the bed and presented his semi-rigid cock for her mother and, as she watched, her mother took hold of the black cock in front of her. She pumped her hand up and down on that rigid tool, causing the excess foreskin to pull back from his pink cock head, and she could see the pre cum was already leaking profusely. She watched as her mother licked her lips seductively and then pulled Jessie closer so she could pull his cock closer to her face and closer to her watering mouth. It wasn't long before that black cock was moving into her mouth and sliding down her throat.

Catherine's pussy was so wet it now left a wet spot, not only on her panties but also was beginning to soak into the rockers material. Also, as she sat there watching the events unfold in front of her, her right hand had moved to her chest, pulled down her blouse and pulled her left tit out of the bra she was wearing and began to twist and pinch her nipple. Without realizing what she was doing, Catherine was moaning softly as her hard nipple began to ache with desire for what was happening on the screen. She was wishing it was her on the screen and not her mother.

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Catherine didn't hear the back door open and Jessie enter the house. She was too busy with watching the TV to notice.

Jessie called her name several times before he heard Catherine moan in the living room.

Once he got to the door separating the two rooms he saw Catherine sitting in her rocking chair, with her hand on her breast tweaking her nipple. He also noticed that she was watching one of the two videos her parents had left her. He'd already seen the material on them though. In fact, he's participated in most of the taping and now he was glad he had. It also saddened him though. Justine had only been in her mid 30's when all this happened and just 3 months before Edward and Betty had been killed in the accident, his sister had succumbed to breast cancer. She'd never even known she had it until it was diagnosed and when it was, it was too late for treatments. Her internal organs had been overtaken by the stuff and the cancer had just worked on her until there was nothing left to take. It had been painful for both of them. They'd always been close.

Jessie stood in the doorway and continued to watch. Now he saw Catherine was moving her hand down the front of her body, moving slowly until it reached her belly and continued further down until he could only guess that her fingers had finally found their target and were stroking her clitoris. Her moans got louder and once he saw her shiver, knowing she'd reached a climax with her manipulation.

On the tape he saw Justine busy licking and sucking on Betty's pussy, knowing how much she'd enjoyed doing it to her friend. Justine had as much fun sucking on a pussy as he did sucking on a cock! Both of them had been bisexual and, while never satisfying each other since they didn't believe in incest, they didn't have any reservations using their mouths and tongues on friends, like the James'.

While he was tempted to interrupt Catherine's actions he knew he had other things to take care of first. Carl had specifically asked him to tend to the training of Neptune and that was going as planned. He'd come to the house to see if Catherine had need of him for the rest of the day, since he planned to work with the dog to see what he could get him to do. Now that he saw she was busy with the tapes he decided it was best to leave her alone with her tapes and whatever else she wanted to do. Regretfully he turned around and left the house, headed towards the barn and Neptune's continued training.

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If she'd heard the door open or close, Catherine gave it no notice. At this time she was too busy stroking her clitoris and twisting her nipple, causing moans to escape her mouth with each stroke. She'd already cum four times, each one better then the last one.

Opening her eyes, she noticed that something else was happening on the screen. Now it showed Jessie shoving his black cock into her mother, while sucking on her father's cock. Behind her father, Justine was licking his ass, and inserting her fingers into his rectum, causing him to moan with his own pleasures, much like she'd been doing lately. Only she didn't realize she'd been doing it out loud.

She continued to watch the tape, watching as Jessie fucked and sucked her mother and sucked her father and while her father sucked and fucked his wife and sucked and fucked Justine and also sucked Jessie's fat cock. She didn't realize her father liked men as much as she did women. There were a lot of things about her parents she'd never been aware of.

Where in the hell had she been when all of this had been going on? There weren't any dates or times on the tape, so she had no idea when each one was made. Not that it mattered, but she was curious. She didn't remember ever going anywhere so she thought the tapes were probably made while she was sleeping. How could she have ever slept through things like that going on in her own house?

When the tape ended she ejected it and returned it to the box, this time making sure it was completely closed. She then took it to her bedroom and put it in her closet, on the top shelf and stacked things in front of it so that it wouldn't be found by anyone else. Later she'd dispose of it herself. First though, she wanted to have enough time to go through all the photo albums and see what was there. Perhaps she'd learn more about her parents once she went through them all. She didn't know for sure, but she hoped she would anyway.

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Out in the barn, Jessie was working with Neptune, as he'd promised Mr. Carl he would.

He stood in front of the huge animal, stark naked, with is semi-erect cock hanging in front of him. He'd already gotten the animal to lick on him and to take his cock into his canine mouth and swirl his tongue around it. It had taken several times to get the dog to not bite him, but in the long run it had worked and he was now ready to move to the next segment of this training.

He got Neptune to lay on the hay, on his back, with his sheath pointing upward, his hardening cock slowly exposing itself.

Jessie was quite impressed with what he saw, too.

Reaching down to the sheath he pumped on it, until more of the canine cock appeared and, after several minutes of harder stroking, the cock was exposed for all to see. He quickly guessed it to measure about 10 inches and to be about 4 inches around, with a nice sharp point on the end of it. He sat on the straw beside the dane and continued to stroke the cock, until finally the know was also exposed which meant that the organ now measured almost 14 inches from the pointed tip to the base of his know. Not bad at all!

The next step is the one he had looked forward to.

He leaned over and took the tip of Neptune's cock into his mouth and began to suck on it.

To him it was just another cock. It didn't matter that it was attached to a dog. As long as it was a cock he'd be willing to suck on it and to continue to do so until he was rewarded with the gushing cum shooting out of it. He loved to suck and swallow cum and he could never get enough.

He'd had a midnight session with Carl before he went home and got some sleep. Jessie knew he'd be leaving that morning for another two weeks and he'd promised his boss that he would take care of not only Neptune, but also of Catherine. After all, he'd been fucking Catherine for a long time now and he'd gotten use to having his black cock buried in her hot, wet pussy. Just the thought of fucking her always got his pre cum leaking in great amounts and, on several occasions, he'd had to change his underwear because he'd leaked so much that it would threaten to work through his shorts and his jeans, leaving an embarrassing wet spot for all to see.

He worked his mouth up and down on Neptune, taking his cock all the way to the back of his throat and deeper. He only stopped once the knot was slapping his face. He never stopped though. He worked that cock with his mouth, tongue and throat until he felt the animal begin to shoot his load. He knew better then to keep his mouth on the cock though. With a man it was different. A man shot a predictable amount of cum and could easily be swallowed by just leaving the cock in his mouth. With a dog though, it was a different matter. A dog shot loads of cum in a quantity that a man can only dream of. First the dog would shoot a pre cum that would lubricate the hole he was fucking, making it much easier for him to get his knot into the bitch he was fucking. Next, after his know expanded to plug the hole he was in, he'd start to shoot his cum. He would continue to shoot until his cock would start to shrink to its normal size and then, only then, would his cock be able to be pulled out. Once it came out any excess cum would spill out of the hole, but enough would remain inside the bitch to ensure she got pregnant with his puppies. But, that's only with dogs. With a woman his sperm can't get her pregnant and, unlike a dog's cunt, a woman's would be left gaping open, allowing the excess cum to spill out of her and onto the floor or the ground, where ever they happened to be at that time.

Only when Neptune was shooting a lesser amount of his jizz did he again take the cock into his mouth and savor and also swallow what was left to shoot. He'd thought of allowing Neptune to fuck him, but just the thought of something that big in his ass was enough to reconsider the idea. After all, if he wouldn't allow a man to fuck him why should he let a dog? He would be happy to just suck and swallow.

Once he was done Neptune got up and went to one of the corners of the stall and started to clean himself off. Jessie watched as the animal used his tongue on his own cock and wished he could do the same to himself. Over the years he'd tried many times to suck his own cock but it was always just out of reach of his tongue. Once or twice he did manage to get the tip of his tongue on the end of his foreskin, but only barely.

He got up from the straw and left the stall, locking the door once he was outside and then went to where he'd laid his clothing and began to redress himself.
This was training he could get used to. As much as he liked to suck cock it was a pleasure to have a different one to work on. He hated it when Carl was gone, because then he knew it would be a while before he'd get to suck that white cock again. He'd gotten where he looked forward to the nights with Carl's cock in his mouth and when they 69'ed it was even better. There was nothing like the feel of having your cock in a mans mouth while that man also had his sucked on at the same time. Carl had learned to deep throat him with only a little difficulty, but now he sucked it like a pro and was always wanting to continue, even after his cock was so sensitive that he couldn't take any more oral action. With their skins still intact it make both of their cocks that much more sensitive to the rubbing on it, whether it was a hand or a mouth. Men with no skin attached were so much luckier, since their organs could take a little more action even after they'd shot their loads.

Returning to his house, Jessie got something to drink and then fixed a light meal, just hot dogs and baked beans tonight. He wasn't very hungry, at least not for food! What he really wanted right now was a nice piece of Catherine's pussy and, before the night was done, he'd get some.

"Knock, knock!"

The unexpected interruption startled him. He wasn't expecting anyone, so who could it be at this hour.

Opening the door he was surprised to see Miss Catherine standing there, wearing nothing but a blouse that was open and exposing her breasts and her shaved twat between her legs.

"Miss........Miss.......Miss Catherine," he stuttered. "What are you doing here? And, why aren't you wearing anything?"

"I just had to see you Jessie," she answered. "I've seen things tonight that I can't explain, but for some reason I know you have the answers I need."

He ushered her into his home. The both went to the living room and sat next to each other on the over-stuffed sofa.

With no hesitation whatsoever Catherine reached to his crotch and grabbed his already hardening cock.

"Miss Catherine!" He was completely surprised by the move.

"Tell me Jessie, did you like fucking my mother and sucking my father's cock?"

"WHAT?"

"I said, did you like fucking my mother and sucking my father?"

"I know what you said, Miss Catherine!"

"Well? Did you?"

He decided to act as if he didn't know what she was talking about.

"What do you mean, Miss Catherine?"

"Oh, I think you know exactly what I mean, Jessie. I've seen the two tapes you brought to the house and I've seen you sucking my father's cock and fucking my mother's pussy." Right now she was so hot she reached to her pussy and began to stroke her already hard clitoris between her fingers, allowing Jessie to watch as she did.

"Don't you want to do the same thing to me, Jessie? Wouldn't you like to fuck me?"

Reaching with her other hand, she worked on his pants, undoing his belt and unfastening his button then pulling down his zipper. Once she was done there she worked his pants off his legs and then worked on his shorts, where his hard cock was beginning to poke out of the slit in front. When she saw her reward she leaned in closer and licked the tip of that amazing cock, drawing his skin down the back of her throat. Something felt familiar to her, but she couldn't quite place what that feeling was. Flashes were already going through her mind, telling her unbelieving self that she'd already had this cock in her mouth and her pussy before. She simply refused to believe it. After all, she would allow her husband to do things to her that she wanted to do to this man in front of her. She'd never felt like this before and if Carl had been home tonight he'd be the one getting all the attention instead of Jessie. Jessie was the only man available though and she remembered watching him on the tape as he fucked her mother and she just had to find out what it would be like to have that nice, fat, uncut, black cock fucking into her body. She couldn't remember that she'd already had that cock in her on numerous occasions. That didn't matter though. Right now all she wanted was to be fucked!

"Jessie. I want you to fuck me with that beautiful cock of yours," she said matter-of-factly. "I want to feel that huge black tube inside of me and I want to feel your body against mine as you fuck me silly."

"Are you sure, Miss Catherine?"

"You already know I am. Why else would I be here, dressed like this? Or rather undressed like this. Of course I want this. Ever since I finished watching that tape today (she didn't know Jessie had spied on her earlier in the day and knew exactly what she was referring to) I've wanted to be fucked. Carl isn't here so it looks like you're elected to be the first man to fuck me, Jessie. I want to lay on your bed like my mama did on hers, with my legs spread as far as I can get them and then have you push that fat cock into my wet pussy. Do you want to fuck me, Jessie?" With that she leaned back on the floor and spread her legs apart and inserted two of her fingers into her own twat, twisting them and causing noises to erupt from there, showing Jessie just how wet she is and how eager she is to get fucked by him. It took all he had to not push her back and force his cock into her right there.

"Well, Miss Catherine, if you really want to do this, I suppose we should go to the bedroom first, so we can do this right."

Not needing another invitation, Catherine led the way to the bedroom and positioned herself in the middle of the mattress, spread her legs and practically begged him to fuck her right there.

Jessie didn't need another invite at that point. Without any hesitation he got on the bed, grabbed her legs and forced them back until her knees were rubbing against her already rock-hard nipples and drove his rigid black tool into her with one swift movement. It bottomed out on the first penetration and in no time he was fucking in and out of her sloppy pussy. The wetness and warmth felt good wrapped around his cock and he could feel his pre cum already spreading around inside her. With each stroke it got easier and easier to get into her. Her juices, combined with his, make the fucking that much easier and the warmth of her tunnel was enough to make him shoot on his first thrust. He did his best to hold himself so that he wouldn't fill her up too fast. While he'd fucked her many times in the past, this was the first time he'd done it with her knowing what was happening. That seemed to excite him even more. In the past he had wished she'd know what was happening and he'd wanted to take her out of the trance and tell her. But, he decided that was something Carl would need to do and he never said anything to her about it. He'd make sure to bring this up to Carl though when he finally got back home and see what his reaction would be. No doubt he'd be as surprised as he was. After all, it wasn't like her to do something like this on her own, without anyone already planting the idea in her mind.

"YEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!" Catherine shouted.

"FFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK ME, Jessie! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!"

As she shouted to Jessie she wiggled around on the bed, causing his cock to hit places inside of her that he normally wouldn't even touch. The friction on his cock was almost too much and, before he could stop it, his cum was splattering her insides. And what a load it was, too! He didn't think he'd ever shot a load like this before, not even with Betty and Edward. His load pumped and pumped out of his balls until he was so drained he couldn't stay up any more and he collapsed on top of Catherine, trying his best to catch his breath. Never before had he been so drained by fucking someone. Not even Betty!
Looking down at Catherine he was surprised to see that she looked like she was disappointed that he'd stopped.

"Is that all you've got in there?" she asked him.

"From the tape I figured you were good for a couple hours good fucking. Guess I'll have to see what I can do to change that, won't I?"

With that she got up on her knees, pushed him down on his back on the mattress, and proceeded to engulf his cock in her mouth, swirling her tongue around his cock head and stabbing it into his plentyful skin, snaking back and forth, also stabbing the tip into his piss hole. She sucked his excess skin down her throat and savored its taste. Using her teeth she gently nibbled the skin as she slowly pulled it out of her throat, until she got to the end of it and she once again swallowed it, pulling to down her throat again until his cock head entered the back of her throat and she sucked on it until she had all of his cock in her throat and only his balls remained outside her mouth. She nuzzled against is pubic hair, feeling it scrape against her lips.

Jessie was in heaven now. The many times he'd fucked her and she'd sucked his cock, never has it felt this good.

"Damn, woman. Where you learn to do that?" he asked.

"I had a good teacher," she answered.

It took a while for that reply to register and when it did he sat up on the bed, looking at her as if he'd just seen her for the first time!

"You had a good teacher?" he repeated.

"Yes, I did."

"And who would that be?" he asked.

"You." was all she said.

"ME!"

"Yes. YOU!.

She sat on her haunches and stared at him.

"I was sitting in the living room today, watching one of the tapes my parents left me. While I was watching them something kept coming into my mind and I started having flashes of events happening, but didn't remember. Then it dawned on me! Those flashes I was having were actually things that had happened to me in the past. The recent past, I might add. Suddenly I remembered having you in bed with me one night. I remembered you eating my pussy for the first time. I remembered sucking our beautiful, uncut, black cock and, most importantly of all, I remember you fucking that beautiful cock into my over wet pussy! I sat there for the longest time, thinking of what had happened. I began to remember more things."

"What things?" he asked.

"I remember you coming to me once when Carl had gone out of town and how you fucked and sucked me that night. I remembered sucking your cock and having you shoot your load in my mouth. I remembered doing it several times that night. I remembered you fucking me again and again and I just couldn't get enough of that cock. It stretched me to no end and it felt soooooo good to have you inside me like that.

"I remember Carl also fucking me. I remember him acting like it was a big deal to fuck me. I still don't remember when it happened, but he did fuck me, didn't he?"

"Yes, he did."

"And when did all this happen?"

"Are you sure you want to hear all this?"

"Yes, Jessie. I want to know it all. So please, tell me."

"Ok, but can we do it in the living room, please?"

"Sure, but first can I clean up a little bit? I don't want to spread you all over the house," she said, referring to the leaking semen now streaming out of her.

"You know where the bathroom is, right?"

"Yes."

"Ok, go ahead and clean up and I'll fix something to drink while I wait for you."

They got off the bed with Catherine going to the bathroom and Jessie pulling on an extra pair of pants then heading to the kitchen to fix them both a glass of cold iced tea. After about 10 minutes Catherine joined him in the living room, planting herself in the huge lounge chair, while Jessie settled onto the sofa across the room.

Nervously he looked at the woman he'd just fucked. A smile crossed his face at the thought of what had just happened and he began to tell her what she wanted to know.

"It happened just after you parents were killed in that accident. It was about after the funeral when Carl got the idea of using hypnosis on you to get you to release some of the prissiness, his words, not mine, of yours and to release your inhibitions. He wanted to fuck you so bad that he could taste it. He was frustrated that you wouldn't do anything with him and he wanted you so bad he didn't know what else to do. I guess he thought that if he could get you to let yourself go that eventually you'd come to your senses and allow him to have his 'privileges' that were due to him."

"Due to him!"

"Again, his words, not mine.

"Why did he think my having sex with him was his due?"

"That I don't know. I only know he was frustrated at not getting any and he didn't want to go out of the house to get it, either."

"So, he's never cheated on me then."

"Not that I know of."

"And what's that supposed to mean?"

"Well....................."

"We've gone this far, Jessie. Please tell me."

"Ok. I assume you've seen both tapes I left with you."

"Yes, I have."

"Then you know about me and your dad then, don't you?"

"You mean sucking each other's cocks? Yes, I know."

"Well, me and Mr. Carl have been doing the same thing for almost a year now."

"And who started this?"

"I did. I confronted him when I learned of what he'd done to you and told him if he didn't do what I wanted I show pictures to you so that you'd know what he'd done to you."

"Pictures!"

"There are no pictures, Miss Catherine."

"But he believes there are, doesn't he?"

"Yes, he does. I've never told him any different, either."

"And don't!"

"I wasn't planning to."

"What else has he got planned for me?"

Jessie looked at her. He was torn between his respect for Mr Carl and his need to tell her what was being planned out in the barn.

"Tell me, Jessie!" she demanded. It was the very first time she'd ever raised her voice to him and it startled him for the moment. He didn't know what to do and it was only then that he decided it wasn't only time to tell her, but to also show her as well. It was time to get Neptune to fuck her for the first time!

"Are you sure you want to know, Miss Catherine."

"Why?"

"Well, I don't think you'll believe."

"Is it something I'll like?"

"If we go about this the right way, I think you will."

"Have I ever done it before?"

"Not that I know of."

"Well then, tell me! We're not going anywhere until you tell me first!" Again her tone of voice let him know that she wasn't kidding. She meant it!

"Mr Carl wants you to fuck a dog!" There, he'd told her. He watched her face, anticipating her reaction. Distaste! Loathing!

Instead, he saw nothing like that. What he did see startled him more then it appeared to startle here.

She smiled.

"Really?:" she asked.

"Really!"

"And I suppose that's why he got Neptune, isn't it?"

"Yes, it is."

"Where is he now?"

"We keep him in the barn. He has his own pen and I've been working with him for almost a month now."

"A Great Dane, right, Jessie?"

"Yes, mam. And he's a big dog, too."

"Take me to the barn, Jessie."

"Let me get dressed and get you a pair of shoes to wear out there. No telling what you might step on out there."

She waited while Jessie went to his room to get a shirt and an old pair of flip-flops for her to wear. When he returned to the living room she had her blouse buttoned and was waiting for him. She slipped her feet into the flip-flops and they went to the door, Jessie opening it to allow her to leave first.

On the way to the barn they talked some more.

"Jessie, I want you to know that I don't hold anything against you for this. It was Carl that got this all started and I just want to let you know that I appreciate you being honest with me tonight. Right now I'm upset that Carl would do all this, but I'm also thankful for what's happened, too."

That surprised Jessie. "What do you mean?"

"Until I looked at those tapes I never realized what I'd been missing. That was one of the reasons I came to you place tonight, dressed like I was. I wanted to see for myself if I could actually do something like this. I wanted to see if I really was a prude! I wanted to prove to myself that I had sexual needs, too. I wanted to be aware of the things being done to be. I wanted to be a willing participant in all this and I wanted to see if I'd really enjoy it as much as I thought I might. Is that strange to you?"

"No, it's not. I've always had the feeling that deep inside you were aware of what was taking place here. There were a few times I could look into your eyes and see that something wasn't right, but I wasn't sure what that something was. I was torn to tell you and torn to keep the secret that only Mr Carl and I shared. I guess I was being selfish, but I wanted to believe that it was for the best. I wanted to be a part of your family like I was a part of your parent's family. I thoroughly enjoyed being with Edward and Betty, in a sexual way. The same went for my sister as well. Justine was comfortable with both of them, especially your mother. They had a lot in common and got along like two sisters."

"What about you and daddy?"

"Mr Edward and I got along like father and the son he never had. He told me things he wouldn't tell Miss Betty. We shared a bond that only two men can share, our taste for cocks and for pleasuring each other like a woman just couldn't do. In some ways it opened doors for your parents. Your mother didn't like to suck on your father, but after seeing me doing it to him she changed her mind and decided to try it. After that your father couldn't keep his cock out of her mouth once he got undressed. It was the first thing she'd do for him and the last after they finished fucking each other."

"What about Justine and my mother?"

"Justine was a lesbian from the beginning. Back then there weren't too many around these parts and once she learned that your mother wanted to try something different, Justine thought about getting with her to see how she'd like being with a woman for a change of pace. From the first time Justine used her mouth on Miss Betty your mother was hooked and it wasn't long before she wanted to try it and Justine was just the woman to let her try. They got along real well and it hurt Justine a great deal when she lost both of them. She passed away about a month before your parents had the accident and you mama grieved for her for a long time. Your father did, as well. While Justine was a confirmed lesbian it was your daddy that got her to like sucking on a man's cock. At first she wouldn't even try it, but your mother talked her into trying it and she became an accomplished cock sucker that you daddy swore rivaled what I did for him." Tears ran down his face as he talked about his sister and Catherine stopped him and gave him a huge hug before they got to the barn.

"Thank you for telling me all this, Jessie. I do appreciate your honesty on all this. I wonder what my husband would say right now if he knew I now know what he did and how I'm taking it all."

"I have no idea, Miss Catherine. I just don't know."

"Well, I know one thing for sure, Jessie."

"And what would that be, Miss Catherine?"

"Tonight I'm going to learn how to fuck Neptune. And you're going to help me and we're not going to say a word to Carl about any of it. Right?"

"Right, Miss Catherine. I won't say a word."

With that they both entered the barn and went to the stall where Neptune was kept.

Chapter 8


Neptune automatically knew that two people had entered the barn. He recognized Jessie's scent immediately. After all, Jessie was his trainer and they'd both had a lot of intimate times in the past weeks. The other scent was a bitch in heat! He remembered the scent from his previous owner, who had allowed him to mate with his dates in the past.

By the time Jessie and Catherine got to the stall where Neptune was kept he was up against the gate, his tail wagging, happy to see Jessie again, and sniffing the air and the scent that radiated from between Catherine's legs.

Yes, Neptune knew what was going to happen next and he was looking forward to it. His canine cock was already beginning to expand and expose itself below his belly.

Jessie saw Neptune's cock as soon as he entered the stall, already dripping with pre cum and steadily getting longer. He didn't say anything to Catherine, whom he'd left on the outside of the stall until he was sure Neptune wouldn't be too brisk with her. After all, the animal had not yet see her before and he just wanted to make sure the two of them would get along well.

"It's ok, boy," Jessie said to Neptune.

He knelt down on the straw in front of him and began to scratch him behind his years. Neptune seemed to like that a lot and instantly sat on his haunches and let his tongue sag from his open mouth, his tail still wagging in welcome.

Catherine stood outside the stall and witnessed what happened between Jessie and Neptune. Jessie had asked her to wait till he was certain the animal was calm enough for her to enter. He asked that she just watch him and to pay attention to what he was about to do. She'd told him she would. So, there she stood, outside the stall, still wearing the blouse she'd worn to Jessie's place.

As she watched Jessie had Neptune lay on his back, his legs sticking up in the air with his belly exposed. For the first time she could see his cock exposed and marveled at its size. She thought Jessie and Carl had big cocks, but Neptune's make both of them look small in comparison! She'd never seen a canine cock before and its shape amazed her. Instead of a well-defined head at the end of the cock, Neptune's came to a point. She wondered what it would feel like one inside of her pussy. Since she'd fucked Jessie earlier she found it easier and easier to use the proper words for what had happened to her, as well as what was to come. While she still didn't remember a lot of the things that Carl and Jessie had done to her, the flashbacks were getting clearer all the time and she was able to put the pieces together until the puzzle was almost complete.

As she looked into the stall she saw Jessie grab Neptune's cock and slowly jack it back and forth, causing it to grow larger in length, as well as circumference. Its size rattled her for a moment and she actually wondered if the whole thing would be able to fit inside her. Without knowing it, her right hand had traversed the distance between her hips and pussy and was now stroking her exposed clitoris, bringing shivers from her impending climax.
Jessie leaned forward, still holding the cock in his hands, and lowered his head to the dog's belly, inhaling the aroma of the canine cock. He stuck out his tongue, where Catherine could see it, and swipe it up and down the length of the cock.

Catherine gasped when she saw Jessie licking Neptune's cock.

She continued to watch as the cock disappeared into Jessie's mouth, too! She knew Jessie liked to suck Carl's cock, but she never would've dreamed that he'd also like sucking a dog's cock as well. Her mouth hung open when she realized he was not only sucking the cock, but had also swallowed the whole thing, as hid lips were now almost touching his knot. Behind the knot she could see the animal's balls and it appeared as if they'd been drawn into his body, because they didn't appear to be as large as when she had first noticed them.

Jessie wasn't paying any attention to Catherine any longer. He was lost in the feeling of sucking Neptune's cock once again. When he's sucked on it earlier in the day he'd realized just how much he liked it. Almost better then sucking on Mr. Carl's, only this time there was no foreskin attached, as dogs don't have any, and instead of feeling that excess skin slide down the back of his throat, the pointed end drove deeper into him, achieving depths he'd never gotten before by sucking on a man's cock instead. As soon as his lips touched the knot he knew he'd finally succeeded in swallowing the whole organ and his own cock grew rock hard at the thought. He could also tell his own pre cum was leaking in streams and he reached for himself, rubbing that moisture around his cock head and starting to jack himself off.

Already he could feel the start of Neptune's pre cum being pulled out of the cock, and the taste was as it had been earlier but this time there was a sweetness that hadn't been there earlier. Maybe it was just the fact he was getting use to tasting it. Yeah, that had to be it! What else could it be?

Outside the stall, Catherine was in the midst of her first climax since entering the barn. She'd moved from stroking her clitoris to jamming two, then three of her fingers as deep into her pussy as she could. Now she sat on the straw, still cumming on her fingers, watching the spectacle in front of her. She watched as Jessie continued to suck Neptune and now she also noticed he was stroking the knot as well. Just from the appearance and size of it she knew that Jessie would never be able to get it into his mouth, so she reckoned he was stroking it to provide a stimulus, to get Neptune to shoot his load into his mouth.
Jessie had lost all track of time and where he was. That happened to him whenever he was sucking a cock. His main focus was sucking the organ and getting it to unleash its load into his mouth. He continued to jack his own cock, but that never registered in his mind. He didn't even realize he was doing it. All that mattered at that particular time was the cock in his mouth and getting it to unload its tasty juices.

After what Jessie though might have been an hour or more he felt Neptune start to shoot his load. He knew better then to keep his mouth on the cock, even with it stuffed halfway down his throat, so he pulled off somewhat reluctantly. After all, he didn't want to choke with that cock in his mouth. He wanted to be able to taste his reward and knew that the only way that would happen would be if his mouth were open in front of the shooting organ. Just as he backed off the first shot hit him in the middle of his face, clogging up his nose for a moment and causing him to hold his breath. After the initial shock Jessie leaned closer and opened his mouth again, this time the next shot hit him squarely in his mouth and dribbled down the back of his tongue and his taste buds got their full share of it. After the third shot he knew it was now safe to once again take Neptune's cock into his mouth. He was rewarded with smaller shots and they weren't as powerful as the first few and now he was able to take the cock partway into his mouth and suck on it while it continued to unload.

Jessie's mouth didn't move one bit and he didn't pull off again until he realized that Neptune was no longer shooting cum. Only then did he pull back and allow the animal to turn over and crawl to a corner of the stall and clean himself off. Jessie sat there and watched, then he remembered Catherine sitting outside the stall and turned in her direction. When he couldn't see her he almost panicked, thinking she'd been reviled by what she'd just witnessed. Instead, he found her passed out on the straw right where he'd left her. Her right hand was still between her legs, with her fingers still inside her pussy. He guessed that she'd been fucking herself with her fingers as she watched him suck Neptune.

Leaving the stall, Jessie went to the well outside the barn and drew some of the cool water. Back in the barn he used his hands to withdraw a little at a time and pour some of it into Catherine's open mouth. Once she started to come around he rubbed the coolness into her skin, around her breasts and between her legs. In about ten minutes Catherine was sitting up again, drinking water this time.

"How many times have you done that since he's been here?" she asked Jessie.

"This is only the second time. The first was earlier today."

"WOW!" was all she could say.

"What did you think of it?" he asked her.

"Probably one of the hottest things I've seen in my life! Did I ever do anything like this for you and Carl?"

"No, you didn't. Carl let me know that I wasn't to fuck you in the ass, and to tell you the truth I never intended to. I don't go that way and I refuse to push anything on any one else, especially if I know that don't like it.

"Now, I have a question for you."

"Ok," she replied.

"Do you remember using the cucumbers on yourself?"

Catherine laughed.

"Yes, I do remember that. It was probably the only thing I did, sex wise, without being under yours or Carl's control. I'd learned that a long time ago when I'd accidentally walked in on my mother at a much younger age. She lying on her bed, naked as a Jay Bird, with her legs spread wide open and she was shoving that cucumber into her pussy like there was no tomorrow. I never told her that I'd seen her, but from the way she was acting and moaning out loud I figured it was something she enjoyed. I vowed right then to try it when I had some private time to myself. I got that time about a month later, when mama and daddy went into town for the day. I took one out of the icebox, used the potato peeler mama had and removed the small knots on the outside and make sure it was real smooth. Once that was done I went to my room, made sure the door was closed and locked, then got undressed and did the same things I'd seem mama do. It took some doing but I finally got the whole thing inside of me and discovered how wonderful it felt there. Soon after that I made sure that I took a cucumber out of every picking and fixed it for myself. Eventually I made sure that the sharp spikes were removed and only the knots remained on the outside and I learned those knots could be just as pleasurable as my fingers. I think I like the feel of them inside of me more then my fingers." She laughed at the last remark.

Jessie noticed that as she spoke her eyes were darting back and forth to Neptune's stall. He knew she wanted to get in there and do things with Neptune and that he'd be the first one to witness whatever happened. He would never let Mr Carl know what happened tonight, either. That was the agreement he'd made earlier tonight with Miss Catherine and he intended to enjoy this moment for as long as he could.

"Do you think you're ready to go in there?"

Her nervousness showed as she glanced into the stall one more time.

"Are as nervous as I am?" she asked him.

"Only a little bit. After all, I've already done things with him since Mr Carl brought him home. I'll be here and make sure nothing happens to hurt you."

"You sure?"

"Yes, mam. I'm sure. Once we get started there will naturally be some pain, when he first penetrates you, but I think you'll be able to handle it with no problem. After all, if you can take me and Mr Carl a cock like that should only be a challenge, right?"

"I.......I.......I guess so," she stammered. She walked back to the stall and looked inside. Neptune was still in the corner, still licking himself, but his cock was no longer visible. She guessed it had shrunk to its normal size once again. She could already hardly wait to see it again and to actually feel it in her hands for the first time.

"Are you really sure I can do this?"

"Miss Catherine, you and I both know you can do anything you set your mind on, don't we?"

"Yes, I guess we do. Nothing's held me back before, so why should it now?"

"That's the Miss Catherine I know!"

Jessie moved to open the stall for her, but she stopped him.

"Please. Let me do this myself. I want to do this but, while I appreciate you being here to watch out for me, I think the first step is mine to do alone, don't you?"

"Are you sure?"

She laughed. "Now who's hesitating?"

He laughed with her and stood back, allowing her to get to the gate. He watched as she opened it and stepped inside for the first time.

Neptune watched her, as well. He'd never met her before, but his instincts told him that she'd be gentle with him, and his instincts had never been wrong in the past. He didn't move, allowing her to come to him, which she did. Once in front of him she knelt down in the straw and reached out to let him get her scent and to get use to her presence. He stretched forward and sniffed her out-stretched hand, noticing the scent he'd been aware of earlier. He allowed her to pet his head and to scratch between his ears.

"His coat is awful soft, isn't it?"

"Yes. I just washed him earlier today, after we'd finished out first session. I like it when he smells clean and I think he liked me washing him, too. He didn't fuss one bit. In fact, he sat in the tub and let me wash and rinse him without a fight."

Neptune laid on his side, jacking up one of his hind legs. He knew instinctively what she was here for and he showed her he's allow her access to his groin and sheath.

"Go ahead, Miss Catherine. Stroke his belly. That's what he's waiting for. You see how he laid down and exposed himself to you? He's letting you know it's ok."

Without looking up she stroked his chest, between his front legs and trailed lower until her hand was on his belly, her fingers only inches away from his sheath and it's hidden goodies. She felt herself getting wet between her legs and opened them slightly, getting a little more comfortable in the process.

Neptune got a good smell of her pussy after she'd opened her legs and his cock was already beginning to react to that aroma.

Catherine moved her hand closer to his sheath and then noticed his cock was already beginning to appear. She turned to say something to Jessie and for the first time noticed he'd already entered the stall, closing the gate, and was standing off to her right side, sitting on a stool so he could get a better view of what was going to happen. He smiled at her but otherwise didn't say a word. He already had his pants down around his ankles and his cock was standing at attention between his legs. He'd already started to jack himself and she could see his abundant skin slide up and down on his cock head. She smiled, but didn't go over to him, as much as she'd wanted to. She stayed right there next to Neptune and moved her hand closer until she finally felt his sheath and gripped it, feeling the cock within getting harder and longer. The tip was already exposed and there was moisture at the tip of it. She used her left hand to dip the moisture off and then brought it up to her mouth, where she licked it off, tasting Neptune's juices for the first time. She like it. She again looked over at Jessie, again pulling moisture off the cock and again licking it off as he watched her. She noticed his stroking was getting faster, too!

She laid her head on Neptune's belly, where she could get a good view of his cock as it exposed itself completely. It was amazing to see it happen up this close. She pulled his sheath all the way back to his balls, exposing is small knot at the same time. She guessed it wouldn't get bigger until he was ready to shot his load.

Once he was totally exposed she moved her right hand to the organ and actually felt it fully for the first time. She wrapped her fingers around it, and was surprised (somewhat) to see that it was indeed bigger then either Jessie or her husband. When she held Jessie or Carl her fingertips were able to touch, but not with Neptune. There was a gap of about an inch in between them.

Then she noticed the sniffing for the first time.

Neptune had his head up off the straw and was sniffing the air, in the direction of her pussy. Was he smelling her excitement? She hoped he was. Already her juices were flowing from her twat, dripping into the straw below her.

Sitting on the straw she spread her legs and, without saying anything, invited the animal to get closer, to see if he liked what he was smelling.

It didn't take long for Neptune to take her up on the offer.

He crawled towards her, on his belly, and once he got closer to her pushed his nose at her twat and took a long smell of her scent. He liked what he smelled between her legs and crawled even closer, this time sticking out his tongue and swiping it along her outer lips, finally tasting her.

Catherine swooned and had to use her arms behind her to keep herself from falling backwards into the straw.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" a long moan escaped her lips.

"Damn! Damn! Damn! I've never felt anything like this before," she said out loud, to no one in particular. And that was just Neptune licking the outside of her pussy. He hadn't even stabbed into her yet.

Jessie smiled, continuing to stroke his cock. This was going to be good, and he could hardly wait to see her lying on the straw, Neptune's tongue between her legs, with her yelling out how good it felt. Yeah, this was definitely going to be a great night!

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Carl tried to call Jessie that evening but could never get a hold of him. The last time he left a message, asking him to call him back as soon as he had the time. He left the number in his hotel room and then went to dinner.
"I wonder how Neptune's training is going," he thought to himself as he left the room.

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Jessie was startled when the extension in the barn rang. He wasn't expecting any calls tonight and decided not to answer it. If it were important who ever it was would leave a message and he'd return it tomorrow morning.

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When Neptune's tongue did slide into her all she could see were stars and firecrackers going off in her mind. The first time his tongue hit her clitoris she thought she'd die from the climax it brought to her. That climax was so hard she almost passed out from the sheer pleasure of it. Carl and Jessie had eaten her out, at least that's what she could determine from the flashbacks, but apparently they'd never done anything like this to her. Damn! If only she could fully remember what had happened to her when she'd been with one, or both of them. These flashbacks weren't helping, either. All they did was give her pieces of a much larger puzzle. The pieces she had put together didn't tell her much and she had to guess at what many of them meant. So far she'd apparently been right, but she still wanted to know it all. She wanted to know once and for all just what had transpired between her and her husband and her and Jessie. She couldn't really be mad at Carl. After all, all he was trying to do was get what he felt was due him. She apparently hadn't made it easy for him so he'd had to take extreme measures to get her to 'perform' for, and with, him. She still didn't completely understand how Jessie had gotten into all this, but that didn't bother her. She'd willingly fucked him earlier and had enjoyed it immensely.

As she lay there on the straw it was hard to keep still. Neptune's tongue was as deep inside her as Jessie's cock had been earlier. In fact, it seemed like it was going deeper into her, reaching places that no cock had so far. And the way he moved it around inside of her!!! That was what so different. With Jessie's or Carl's cock inside her there was only one way for it to go -- in and out! With Neptune's tongue, it was drilling into places deep inside of her that had never been touched. NEVER! She could feel the end of that tongue swirling around her cervix!

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" was all she could manage. It was like her vocal cords were paralyzed and no words would form.

Her body moved around on the straw, causing small welts to form on her back, the back of her legs, and even her butt, but she took no notice. If there were any pain associated with those welts, she didn't feel it. She was lost in the fulfillment of her desires and her climaxes were one after the other. She'd lost count of how many times she'd already cum. Nothing, yes NOTHING, mattered but the pleasure she was receiving from this wonderful animal. DAMN! What had taken her so long to finally find out that sex was good? Why hadn't Jessie gotten those tapes to her sooner? Hell! Why hadn't her parents been straight with her from the beginning, while she was still young and could enjoy the feelings now coursing through her body?

Too many questions and no ready answers.

When Neptune figured out all of Catherine's juices were gone he pulled back from the open pussy before him, sat up, and waited.

Once Catherine noticed the exquisite feelings were gone, she opened her eyes and sat up, leaning back on her elbows. She was looking right into Neptune's eyes and could only shake her head. Then she noticed something else was wrong. Glancing to her right she saw the stool Jessie had been sitting on was now empty and Jessie was once again by her side, this time kneeling down and offering his hard cock to her. Without any hesitation whatsoever, she grabbed that piece of uncut, black man meat and engulfed it, swirling her tongue around the inside of his skin, licking up his collected juices, whatever was left from his pre cum. She already loved sucking his cock, but the flavor of his juices excited her even more and it wasn't long before her own juices had returned and once more Neptune had his head between her legs and was licking and sucking on her while she sucked on Jessie.

Jessie didn't let her suck on him long. After only a few moments he withdrew and backed up. Now it was time for her to return the favor for Neptune.

He had Neptune lay on his back and looked at Catherine and nodded.

She knew automatically what she was to do. No need for any questions. Now it was time to suck her first canine cock and she was looking forward to it. If Neptune can bring her to a climax, it was the least she could for him, so she crawled over to his prone body, again took his sheath into her hands and wasn't surprised to find it was easy to get his cock out, since it was already quite hard and just waiting for what was to come next. Inching closer to the now-exposed cock she stuck out her tongue and made contact.

Whatever she'd been expecting, this wasn't it.

She'd expected to be grossed out by the thought of a canine cock in her mouth, but was pleasantly surprised to find she wasn't revolted at all. Except for the feel of the cock, with a point instead of a rounded cock head, nothing felt any different. A cock is still a cock, no matter what it's attached to, she thought. She swirled her tongue around the pointed end and was pleased to find that due to the point it was much easier to swallow this cock then that of either Jessie or Carl. In fact, it slipped into her throat with no difficulties at all. She'd thought it would be harder to take it all in, due to the thickness, but that wasn't the case. I slid into her throat like her throat had been made for that cock. Since the cock was sheathed when not in use for fucking a bitch, it appeared as if it was constantly coated with his juices, much like an uncut cock was. With those thoughts she smiled to herself. She still loved the feel of the two cocks she already had experience with, but with this one there was something different and she knew she'd enjoy this cock as much as she wanted to, whether anyone else was with her or not. Neptune could be her own secret when she was home alone, which wasn't often, but it would be something she could do and be fully aware of it. That's what made it so good!

Without any problem she took the whole length with no problems and as soon as she came to the knot she stared bobbing up and down, wanting to see what it would be like to have a dog shoot into her mouth.

"You'll have to be careful once he's ready to shoot his load, Miss Catherine," Jessie warned her. "When he's ready to shoot you need to pull off his cock or you'll choke on the first shot. Believe me, I know from experience. Did you see how I pulled off earlier?" It was a rhetorical question and he hadn't meant for her to actually answer him. He just wanted to warn her so she wouldn't be caught unaware and get hurt for it.

While she understood what Jessie was telling her, another part of her was telling her to ignore him and to continue what she was doing.

She found out real fast though that what he'd told her had been the truth.

When Neptune decided it was time to shoot she was caught completely off guard. Her mouth filled up with the first shot, and she started to panic, but Jessie was there beside her in an instant, giving her advice on what to do.

"Pull back, Miss Catherine. Pull back!"

Finally, something got through to her and she pulled off the cock, even as the next load went right into her throat and on to her stomach. She help her breath for a moment, not even aware she was doing it and the almost pulled a load of the next shot directly into her lungs. Luckily, Jessie pulled her back, as she fought it, and she was soon off the exploding dog cock and once again able to breathe.

"I tole you to back off," Jessie almost shouted at her. "This is your first time, Miss Catherine, and you didn't know what to expect this time. That's why I tole you to pull back! You have to listen to me. If you don't something's going to happen and you'll quickly lose control of the situation and get hurt."

After she caught her breath, Catherine looked at Jessie, still pulling in oxygen to her hurting lungs.

"Thank you, Jessie. I don't know what happened."

"I do," he answered her. "You lost control of your feelings. You got caught up in sucking Neptune's cock and completely lost track of what was happening.
Did you even hear me tell you to pull back?"

"I........I........I.......I'm not sure. I think I did, but it didn't register." She stopped gasping for breath and once again was breathing normally. "Thank you, Jessie. I appreciate your help."

"That's what I'm here for. To help you get use to this."

"Have you ever been with a dog before, Jessie?"

"No."

"Then how do you know what to do?"

"I've seen a lot of porno movies with women and dogs. One Mr Carl decided it was time to get you a dog, I pulled out all those old tapes and paid attention to them. I mean, really paid attention! I had watched them at one time with the sole purpose of getting off with masturbation, but for some reason I never got rid of the tapes. I kept them for later reference. Now I'm glad I did.

"One of the tapes was actually a 'how to' with dogs. That's the one I watched the most. This one was a step-by-step instruction of how to suck and fuck a dog. I thought I'd worn out the tape, I'd watched it so many times. I almost fell to the same temptation you did the first time I sucked Neptune. But there was a voice in the back of my mind that brought me back to reality and I pulled off Neptune right before his first shot. The second one was just as strong and the third one less so. With the fourth shot I moved closer to the cock and let it shoot right into my mouth and with the next one I was able to out it back into my mouth and that time it was easier to swallow without the fear of choking. All I'm asking you is to please listen to me and please, take it easy the next time.
Now, do you think you're ready for the next step?"

"That would be letting Neptune fuck me, wouldn't it?"

"Yes, it would. Again, do you think you're ready or do you want to wait till tomorrow?"

"We're here, Jessie. I want to do this before I lose my nerve."

"Will you listen to me this time?"

"Yes, I'll listen to you."

"Ok, then let's get this started. It's getting late," looking at this watch he could see it was almost midnight and he wanted to be in bed, and have Catherine back in the main house, but 2 am.

"How am I supposed to do this," Catherine asked him.

"I've already fixed up something for you." With that said Jessie went to the next stall and returned with a small bench, covered with a foam mattress and secured below it.

"What's that?"

"This is what you'll lie across while Neptune is fucking you."

"But, I thought he'd be on my back?"

"He will be, Miss Catherine. He will be. I just want to play it safe right now. With the bench you'll have some support while he's on you. Otherwise, you'll have to hold his weight on your back all by yourself. This is a great dane. He's a big dog and he'll be heavy, so I want you to get use to the weight first. Later we'll do it without a bench, but for right now this is for your protection.

"Neptune!" Jessie called.

The animal came across the stall and sat in front of the two of them.

"Now, Miss Catherine, I want you to lie on the bench, on your knees with your butt facing this way. Be sure to spread your legs just a little bit, so he'll have easy access to your pussy. Once you feel his weight on you, don't panic. The bench will give you support and you'll be fine. Once I have his positioned on your back, with his front legs wrapped around your waist, I'll take hold of his cock and direct it into your pussy. At first you'll feel a lot of pressure, but since you've fucked both me and Mr Carl on a somewhat regular basis, you should be stretched enough for no problems. If there are problems please let me know and I'll pull him back as much as I can and try to limit his penetration. I'll warn you now though, once his cock gets inside of you he'll most likely start to hammer right into you. It's not like fucking me or Mr Carl. Once a dog starts to fuck it's worse then 'wham-bam-thank-you- mam'. He'll try to push you forward and knock you off balance, but remember, I'm here and I'll do what I can to keep you from harm."

"Ok," Catherine stammered.

She walked over to the bench and positioned herself as Jessie had instructed. Once she was there Jessie took Neptune by the collar and walked him over to her. He let her sniff her ass and open pussy then he let go of the collar and Neptune dove right into her pussy with his tongue. He licked her from clitoris to ass hole, eliciting moans of pure pleasure from her. Her pussy was already wet from anticipation and from wanting to feel that huge cock inside of her.

After a couple of climaxes she felt Neptune pull back and, for the first time, begin to climb onto her back. His nails were sharp and left welts on her sides, but the pain didn't register. She was so into what was about to happen that she didn't pay any attention to the pain. She felt the sudden weight on her back and, for a moment, almost screamed. Jessie was right there though and calmed her down. She listened to him tell her that she'd be just fine. To just lie there and let it happen.

Once Neptune was situated on her back, and Jessie let her know everything was fine, he reached between the two of them and grabbed the dog cock and pulled it towards her pussy.

"Are you ready?"

After a few short intakes of breath she answered she was and it was then she felt the point of that canine cock, all hot and slick with his pre cum, at the entrance of her tunnel.

"I'm going to let him go, Miss Catherine. I've already told you what to expect, so try and relax and let it happen. You'll be fine."

"Ok."

Jessie pulled the cock to within an inch of the hot, waiting pussy, then let go. The heat from the woman's pussy let him know he was close enough to his target to get penetration on the first try, so he rammed his hips forward and felt the hotness of her envelope him rigid tool. Once he was inside of her his instincts took over and, as Jessie had told her, he started a rapid pumping, forcing his cock into her. It wasn't slow and it wasn't easy, as it had been with Jessie. This was brutal. This was savage. This was the way Neptune fucked all his bitches. This was nature at its purest form. This was sex like she'd never experienced before.

The pounding drove the breath from her lungs and she had to struggle to breathe again. Once the moment of panic passed and the feeling of his full weight on her back was accustomed to, she let herself go and began to understand what was finally happening to her.

At first there was pain, and plenty of it! But, again, Jessie had warned her of that. She had figured the initial stabbing would be painful, but she wasn't prepared for the extent of that pain. It felt like someone was trying to still a small watermelon into her pussy. After a couple of stabs though the pain lessened and her juices once again began to flow, making the movement of his cock in her much easier.

"Are you ok?" she heard Jessie ask.

"I think so," she answered.

"How does it feel?"

"I've never been this full before, Jessie. Never! But it's starting to feel better and he's moving easier with each stroke." She said this between breaths, as the humping of Neptune continued and still pushed air from her lungs, but at a lesser rate then at first.

Looking beneath the two figures Jessie could see the canine cock pump in and out of the wet pussy before him. He could see Miss Catherine's juices flowing out in little streams. Just like when he fucked her, her juices were running full, allowing the invading cock easy, lubricated movement inside of her pussy. He also noticed the knot was getting larger and he gripped the back of Neptune's cock to keep it from entering her passage.

"Miss Catherine, I've grabbed Neptune's cock at the knot. It's starting to get bigger and that means he's trying to tie you."

"Tie me? What's that mean?"

"When a dog gets ready to empty his load into his bitch his knot gets bigger and enters the pussy. Once it's inside it swells even larger and prevents the cum from leaking out. This way he's sure to get enough cum into the bitch to get her pregnant. Eventually the knot will shrink and will come out of the pussy on its own, but I'm not going to let that happen. You've proved you can take all his cock, but I don't think you're ready for the know. At least not yet. Once that knot get inside you and locks in, you're tied to him until the swelling goes down and it plops out."

"Really?"

"Yes, mam."

"How long would be 'tied' like that?"

"It can take anywhere from 15 minutes to an hour for the knot to go down enough to come out."

"AN HOUR!"

"Yes, man. An hour. That's why I want to keep the knot out of you this time."

"Thank you, Jessie. What would I do here without your help?"

"You'd be stuck to Neptune for up to an hour," he laughed.

As the two of them chatted about the knot, the humping continued at the same rapid pace he's set on the first penetration. He'd not slowed down at all and Catherine was feeling it. Her lungs hurt from having to gasp air so often. The weight on her back, even though supported by the bench, was still heavy on her and her back was beginning to hurt as well. Her pussy felt like it was almost raw due to the friction from the driving cock and her knees were also getting week and what she wanted more then anything else at that time, was to be able to sit down for a while.

Her mind was beginning to wonder but she soon realized that Jessie was now standing in front of her, his rigid cock in front of her face once again. She knew immediately what he wanted and took his tool into her mouth. For a moment she forgot the pounding Neptune was giving her and focused on the cock in her mouth. After a few minutes though, she felt Jessie pull out and go behind her once again.

Jessie got behind the two figures just in time. He quickly reached between Neptune's back legs and grabbed his cock again just in front of the knot. He'd stepped in front of Catherine for a few moments, realizing she was getting tired and offered her something to take her mind off what was happening. He'd succeeded for a couple of minutes but then soon realized that the frenzy of Neptune's fucking had changed and that could only mean one thing, he was getting ready to unload his sperm into her. He had to act quickly to get behind them, grab the knot, and prevent him from forcing it into her pussy. He was just in time, too.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! JESSIE!!!!! HE'S SHOOTING INTO ME!

"I know, Miss Catherine. You ok?"

"YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! OH, GOD! This is soooooooooooooooooooooooooo good, Jessie. Sooooooooooooooo Gooooooooooooooddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd! I don't want it to stop. You hear me, Jessie??? I don't want it to stop!"

"Yes, mam. I hear you." And he did. She was screaming loud enough to alert the nearest neighbors, and they lived 20 miles down the road!

He watched as Catherine jumped on the bench, causing it to move on the straw, even though he thought she'd never be able to move it while Neptune was on her. He'd been wrong.

Catherine jumped all over the place with each shot of cum into her. The force from each shot felt to her that if she opened her mouth it would shoot all the way through and end up on the stall wall in front of her. After the first couple of shots though, the force settled down and she could feel her pussy fill up with the hot liquid. It felt so good inside of her and she wished she were a little bit bigger down there so she'd be able to hold it all inside of her. After about 10 minutes though, she began to feel his load leak from her and run down the back of her legs and pool on the straw below. After another 10 or 15 minutes she felt Neptune pull back and his cock popped out of her well used and well lubricated pussy. It was more a relief then anything else. Next she felt the weight move from her back and she was able to breath a little easier for the first time since the fucking had started. With each drawn in breath she felt better and better. When she felt she was able to, she backed off the bench and sat down on the straw, ignoring the stabbing in her thighs as she did. That didn't matter right then. What did matter was that she was able to sit down and to breath again.

She sat in the straw and first looked at Neptune and then at Jessie.

"Thank you, Jessie," was all she could say.

"You're welcome, Miss Catherine. I'm glad I got to witness this first, before Mr Carl did."

"I'm glad, too, Jessie. Carl owes me a lot for what he did to me. For what the two of you did to me, but I'm able to forget and forgive. I'll do this for Carl, too. But not because he wants me to. I'm going to do it because it's what I want to do. I loved fucking Neptune. I loved sucking his cock. I loved having you here to let me suck your cock while Neptune fucked me. I loved the whole experience, as if you didn't know." She laughed at the final remark and Jessie joined in with her as well.

"When's Carl due back, Jessie? Do you know? He didn't tell me."

"I think it's gonna be another week or two, Miss Catherine, but I'm not sure. I know he was going to be away for a while and I was to make sure Neptune was trained enough so he'd be ready to fuck you when he got home though."

"Well, Jessie, I'd say you succeeded with your training, wouldn't you?"

"Why, yes. I would say that it was successful."

They sat in the stall and laughed for a while.

Once things settled down they left the barn and moved towards the main house. While there wasn't a chance something would happen to her, Jessie still wanted to make sure she got home safely. Since it was early the next morning, and there was a chill in the air, Jessie loaned her the overalls he kept in the barn. Catherine thanked him for being so good to her and went into the house to get cleaned up, to get a lite snack and then was off to bed.
Jessie, on the other hand. returned to his house and saw the blinking light on the answering machine. He almost waited till later to listen to it, but something told him it might be Mr Carl, so he hit the play button and listened:

"Hey Jessie! Where you at, old buddy? I just called to see how the training is going with Neptune. I'm not gonna be home for another two weeks this time. A client's asked for another set of meetings and I've got to meet with him and his company to get all the arrangements worked out on this contract. After that I should be home for about a month to six weeks before I have to leave again. Here's my number, 555-786-0009. That's my cell so give me call in the morning, before 9, please. If you can't call then wait till about 6 tomorrow night and we'll talk. Thanks, Jessie. I appreciate this."

The call ended. Looking at his watch, Jessie could see it was 1:39 am and he was dead tired. There was nothing important he had to do later this morning, so he decided to sleep in and he'd call Mr Carl at the later time and tell him all about the training he'd given Neptune so far.

Chapter 9

The next couple of weeks went by as if they had been greased.

Catherine and Jessie spent much of that time out in the barn and in the main house as well.

Once Jessie was sure Catherine and Neptune were used to each other he suggested they move to more comfortable quarters and it was Catherine who suggested they take things to the main house. It initially took Neptune a couple of hours running around the interior and sniffing at everything until he felt safe inside.

While Neptune did his searching and getting familiar with the place Catherine and Jessie retreated to the kitchen and prepared something for them to eat. While Catherine sat at the table Jessie stood at the stove, fixing some scrambled eggs and bacon. He'd asked Catherine to wait on the toast until the bacon was ready, that way it wouldn't be cold once they sat down to eat. As soon as he put on the eggs, after plucking the last strip of bacon from the skillet, he gave her the go ahead and it only took a few minutes to get the toast ready. By the time she was done the eggs were done, too, and they both sat down to enjoy the meal.

It was only a few minutes after they sat down the Neptune joined them and curled up under the table while they ate.

"Jessie?" Catherine asked.

"Yes?"

"I want to thank you for letting me know what's been happening to me all this time. I had no idea Carl was doing all this."

"Well, Miss Catherine, I was getting tired of it anyway. I'd talked to Mr Carl plenty of times, asking him to just tell you what was happening but he refused to even listen to me. The last time I brought it up he stormed out of the barn and came up here. I don't know what he did after that."

"Well I certainly have no idea."

"Miss Catherine, I've been doing a lot of thinking on this and I want to know how you'd feel about something."

"I'm listening, Jessie," she answered, before gathering more eggs on her fork and placing it into her mouth.

"Now I don't want you to get mad at me, but I've been thinking about this real hard lately, and I want to make a suggestion. But, only if you're ok with it."

"I told you to go ahead, Jessie. How am I to know what you're thinking if you don't tell me?"

They both laughed.

"I want to plant a new key word in your memory, Miss Catherine. Only this one will be know to both of us and Mr Carl won't have any idea of what we've done. You'll still respond to the one he uses, but from now on you'll be totally aware of what's happening to you. You'll still have to do what he suggests, but this time you'll come out of the trance knowing what happened. How's that sound?"

Catherine thought about it for a couple of minutes, still eating as she did.

The silence between them made Jessie think that Miss Catherine wasn't going to like it.

"Oh well," he thought, "I had to try."

When she finally spoke, it was just what he'd hoped to hear.

"I like it, Jessie. I like it. When could we do this?"

"Any time you want to, Miss Catherine. All you have to do is let me know when you're ready."

"Well, wouldn't it be better if we do this today? Carl will be home tomorrow and I'd like to be able to remember the things he has me do for him. As well as for you," she added.

She smiled at him and Jessie could tell she was picking on him. The past two weeks had been nice between them. They'd shared so much and not once had he had to use the key word to get her to do any of it. She'd fucked and sucked both him and Neptune like there was no tomorrow and she'd seemed to enjoy it each time they'd gotten together. Even when Neptune wasn't with them they still had a good time.

"As soon as we finish here and get the kitchen cleaned up we'll do it," he told her.

They ate the rest of their meal in silence.

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Carl was looking forward to getting home.

From the reports Jessie had been giving him he realized that Neptune would be ready to do things for him once he got there. He could already envision the sight of Catherine laying there with the huge dog licking between her legs at that naked snatch, with his tongue dipping deeply into pussy, pulling out all her juices with each lick. His cock was getting harder in his pants with each thought. He'd almost pulled it out and jacked off while driving, but considered it too dangerous. After all, he wasn't wanting to cause a wreck. He was wanting to get home to his wife, and the dog, and watch as he had her suck and fuck the great dane.
Yes, the next two weeks were going to be good ones! After that he'd have to travel again and this would be his last trip before he finally retired and got to stay at home. Yes, he was really looking forward to his retirement!

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"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, Jessie! EAT THAT PUSSY, JESSIE! EAT IT!!"

Catherine was lying on her bed, Jessie's head between her wide-spread legs, enjoying his oral treatment on her soaking wet pussy. They'd been at this since finishing the clean up in the kitchen. As soon as they'd gotten to the bedroom Catherine and practically raped him! She jerked off his robe and went right to his hard cock, quickly taking as much of it as she could deep into her throat, using her tongue on the sensitive head located beneath all that loose skin!

"Damn!" he thought. "I could lay here all day and let her do that to me. I ain't never had a woman blow me like this one."

On the other hand, Catherine was thinking along the same lines.

"I could suck this black dick all day long," she thought. With each up and down movement on his cock she took it deeper and deeper into her throat, clasping it against the top of her mouth with her tongue, sucking as much of his skin into her throat as she could. It was his foreskin that excited her more then actually sucking his cock. Every time she got it past the back of her tongue she'd have an orgasm, getting wetter and wetter with each suck. She finally had to stop, pull him out of her mouth and lie back on the bed, inviting him to use his mouth on her for a change. She loved the way he sucked her clean and she'd pull her legs further back until her knees were touching her aching, throbbing nipples, drawing moans of pleasure from her.

She patted the mattress and Neptune soon joined them. He'd done this often enough to now know what they expected of him. He sat on his haunches close to his mistresses head and sat still as she reached for his sheath, his canine cock already emerged and ready for his participation in what was happening. Once he felt her hand around his cock he knew it was time to move closer and he did just that. When he'd gotten in place, his cock was right in front of her face, close enough for her to move her head a little closer and to engulf his cock into her mouth. He loved that feeling almost as much as actually fucking her.

When Catherine felt he heat radiating from that huge piece of meat she leaned forward just enough to get his cock into her mouth, where she quickly slathered it with her tongue, feeling all the bumps and ridges along its length. She enjoyed the feeling of having this canine cock in her mouth. While she loved sucking Jessie she got a bigger thrill sucking on Neptune. His cock was so different then Jessie's was. With the point at the end of his cock head it was so much easier to deep throat him and he slid down the back of her tongue and into her throat with ease, not even eliciting a twitch from her gag reflex. Even the first time she had taken him into her mouth the gag had not happened and she realized that she'd love sucking his cock any time it was available for her. She pulled back a little bit and used her tongue to wrap around the cock, getting a taste of the whole thing. She could feel the leaking juices from his piss hole and greedily sucked it all down, enjoying the taste as well as the feel.

She could feel Jessie between her legs sucking her off as well. While his tongue wasn't as long as Neptune's, he still knew all the right spots to hit and he'd not missed a one since he started sucking her out.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!" she moaned around Neptune's cock. It was so deep in her throat that it was impossible to actually mouth the words, but she still want to make her feelings known to her two lovers.

She felt Jessie pull back from her loins, leaving a void where his mouth had been.

"You ready for a good fucking, Miss Catherine?" he asked her. He was already kneeling between her open legs and she could feel his cock head pressing against her opening, which was so wet that she knew she'd hardly feel his entrance to her depths.

All she could do was nod, knowing Jessie would realize it was impossible for her to actually say anything at this time, so that's what she did. As soon as she felt his length in her she knew he'd see the movement of her head and didn't need to actually hear her say the words. It felt good to feel his width inside of her yet again. Between the two of them, Neptune and Jessie, she still didn't know who she enjoyed fucking the most. All she knew was that they both felt good inside of her and she wished there was a way she could actually get them both inside of her at the same time.

Little did she know that she was about to find out!

Jessie pounded into her. She could feel his cock head hammering against her cervix and it felt so good! Carl's cock could also beat her cervix, but for some reason it always felt better when it was Jessie doing it. With Neptune it was even more different. It actually felt like his canine cock's tip was probing into her cervix, which always brought moans of pleasure, along with a little bit of pain, from her. She fully expected Neptune to blow his load directly into her uterus one of these days. Good thing it was impossible for him to get her pregnant.

Jessie pulled out of her and the emptiness left her craving to be filled again.

"Turn over on top of me, Miss Catherine," he told her.

She actually hated it when he called her 'Miss Catherine' these days, but no matter what she told him, he continued to call her just that. He explained that it wouldn't be right to call her anything else and have it slip out in front of Mr Carl. In a way she agreed with him, but then again, she wanted him to just call her Catherine, but he wouldn't do it. She'd live with it though.

Jessie was now lying on his back, his hard cock pointing up into the air. For a moment she considered sucking on him again, but she wanted to feel him back inside of her so she straddled his hips and slowly descended until his cock head once more entered her depths. She took her time, feeling each vein on his cock as he once again entered her pussy.

"Damn! That felt good," she thought as she finally settled on his hips with his entire length inside her again.

Jessie pulled her forward, until she was lying across his chest. Her hard nipples rubbed against his, causing his to get hard as well and the friction between them kept them in constant arousal. He never knew he could get such enjoyment from his nipples! He wrapped his hands around her back, causing her ass to stick up in the air and then he patted her ass, indicating to Neptune that he was to mount her.

When Catherine felt the added weight on her back she almost panicked.

"Don't worry, Miss Catherine. I think you're going to enjoy this part."

"What are you doing, Jessie?" she struggled to move but he held her fast.

"I've been wanting to try something for a while now and we're going to see if it can be done."

"What?" she demanded to know.

"I'm going to see if Neptune can fuck you as I fuck you."

"You mean......"

"Yes. I'm going to see if I can get his cock in your pussy while I have mine in there."

"Both of you at the same time?"

"Exactly!"

"OOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" was all she could manage. Her dream was about to be tried and she was willing to lay there and see what happened next.

Neptune was doing his best to find the right hole to stick his cock into, but it felt like it was already occupied. He'd almost stuck his cock into her ass when he felt her pull away.

Wrong hole!

Maneuvering her hand between her and Jessie, Catherine was able to reach back and grab Neptune's cock, pulling it forward. With Jessie under her it wasn't as hard as she thought it would be and she soon had a good grip on Neptune's cock, pulling it closer and closer to her black-stuffed pussy. She had to make sure that the canine cock entered her on top of Jessie's cock. Any other way would be impossible and she so wanted to feel the cocks of both her lovers inside of her at the same time. She couldn't stand the idea of a cock in her ass and she was now determined to make sure Neptune settled in with Jessie.

With Jessie's next thrust she pulled Neptune closer still and finally got his cock head into the position she'd been trying for. The next thrust brought her up, opening a small space on top of Jessie's cock for Neptune to fit into. Without a wasted movement, she pulled Neptune closer still and managed to get his cock head into that small opening.

Neptune didn't waste any time! As soon as he felt the warmth of her pussy he drove forward, pushing his cock into the opening, sliding it along the cock already in place, forcing himself deeper and deeper into the wetness of Catherine's pussy.

Now Catherine knew what it was like to really be stuffed with cock! She now had Jessie, as well as Neptune, in her pussy and the volume of cock inside of her stretched her to limits not known before. While there was some pain, it was tolerable and she soon become accustomed to the feel, as well as the pressure generated by the two cocks inside of her pussy. Her abundant juices were forced out of her with each thrust of the two.

Their rhythm took a while to synchronize and after a couple of minutes they were each thrusting in and out of her at the same time. Occasionally there was a missed beat but they soon got going again. With each mis-thrust there would be a moment of pain, but that soon disappeared when the two males finally got going and didn't miss a beat.

Jessie had the hardest time of the two. His fucking thrusts had to pick up to match those of Neptune and he wondered if he'd done the wrong thing. He didn't know if he'd be able to match the speed of thrusts Neptune was setting, but he soon realized that Neptune was slowing down, as if to let him catch up. It was like the dog realized there was no way the human would be able to keep up the pace he'd at first set, so by slowing his hammering he allowed the human to match his sped and they were both able to enjoy the moment and settle into a movement they could both keep up with.

Catherine had felt that she'd once been full with only Jessie's or Neptune's cock in her, but now she knew what it meant to be full for the first time in her life. The pressure never relented. It was there. Constantly! While both cocks were in her the pressure would be there and she would have to live with it if she wanted the enjoyment she was now getting! For the first time in her life - that she knew of - she was full of cock and felt good about it!

As he lay there, enjoying the feeling of Neptune's cock rubbing against his, Jessie wondered why he and Carl had never thought of doing this to Catherine! Perhaps he'd suggest it to Mr Carl when he got home. He wondered if it would feel any different then it did now? "Only one way to find out," he thought. He made a mental note to mention it to Mr Carl when he got home tomorrow.

Inside of Catherine he could feel the juices of Neptune already coating her and it eased the friction between his cock and her inner walls. He imagined it was the dog's way of making sure he could fuck his bitch and not hurt himself in the process. Jessie gave a small prayer of thanks for the sexual workings of the dog. He'd never have leaked enough pre cum for the lubrication needed.

The two continued fucking her with a wild abandon. Each thrust bounced her on top of Jessie and beneath Neptune. Her stomach was beginning to feel a little bit of unease with the movement of the two, but she adapted to it and soon realized just how good it felt to have the two in her at the same time. She could feel the combined juices of her, Jessie and now Neptune begin to drip out of her stuffed pussy. She could only imagine it as the combined juices dripped from her and settled on Jessie's balls. She'd have to lick those balls once they got done to see how well all their juices mingled. The thought brought a climax to her and she shivered in her release.

Jessie felt the shudder and asked, "You okay, Miss Catherine?"

"I......I......I'm fine, Jessie," she stuttered, as the bouncing rattled her and made speech difficult.

"You sure?"

"Ye......, yes.............yes.........I'm fine," she managed.

Then it hit her!

Her first cum with both cocks inside of her.

"IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII'MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM CCCCCCCCCCCCCCUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMMMMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!" she screamed!

Her body became rigid with the climax and, at the same time, both cocks shot off inside of her. She could feel the added pressure of the combined release and they filled her as no one ever had before. The combined shots spurted out of her, since there wasn't any real room in there for it to stay there. With the two cocks taking up 90% of her insides the juices didn't have any other choice but to come out. By the time they finished the bed sheets beneath Jessie were completely soaked and would have to be changed and washed!

Neptune was the first one to get off the bed.

With him and Jessie both fucking Catherine at the same time there was no room for his knot to get into the wet pussy and therefore his knot had swelled outside of her pussy and the dog now retreated to the far side of the room to clean himself and allow for this knot to shrink.

On the bed Catherine and Jessie were still joined together, allowing the accumulating fluids to drain out of the well fucked pussy. Both of them were too tired to move and Catherine lay there in a daze, reliving the moments of earlier. As she lay there their accumulated sweat united and she almost slipped from Jessie's chest, as a thin film now lay between them. When Jessie finally moved they actually slid apart, with Catherine on the right side of the bed and Jessie still somewhat in the middle, closer to Carl's side of the bed. The sheet beneath them was soaked with their combined sweat, as well as the combination of all their juices. Thank goodness for the rubber mattress cover, which would keep the wetness from staining the mattress and having to replace it.

"Well?" Jessie asked.

"That was soooooooooooooooooooooooooooo good, Jessie," came the reply, between breaths as she fought to regain control of her breathing. "I'd wondered what it would feel like, or if it was even possible, to have two cocks in me at the same time. Now that I know we can do it I'll have to admit, I want to do it again!"

"Would you like to try it when Mr Carl gets home tomorrow? I mean, me and him at the same time."

"I'll have to think on that one, Jessie. With the size of you two I don't know if I could take both at the same time. At least with Neptune he was a little smaller in size and, after some getting used to it, I was able to handle both of you."

"I don't know," came the reply. "I think you could handle both of us with little or no problem at all."

"You think so?"

"Hey, didn't think I could do it with Neptune until I tried it. Now that we know you can, and I can, too, I think this is something we'll be doing much more often in the future."

"I think you're right."

They both laughed and then fell into a deep sleep, awakening some 4 hours later.

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When Jessie woke up he realized he was in the bed by himself. Looking across the room he found that even Neptune was gone. Slowly he got up, went into the bathroom and took a quick shower. He was sticky with all those semi-dried up juices all over him.

Once he got out of the shower he put on the robe he'd worn earlier and headed down stairs. He'd have to make sure to keep a clean set of clothing available up here at the house for occasions like earlier. All he'd worn up here today was the robe and he didn't want to parade around it just that. Not that they were expecting any company, since they hardly had any, but it would be nice just the same to have something to clean when they finished their sex sessions.

He heard Catherine before he had even finished climbing down the stairway.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH."

It was coming from the den, so he headed that way, trying to keep as quiet as he could so he wouldn't interrupt anything. He already had an idea of what was happening in there.

Sure enough, once he got to the door way, he say Catherine sitting on the couch with her legs spread wide and Neptune feasting on her pussy.

"Damn!" he thought, "That woman never gets enough any more. I think she's gotten hooked on that dog's tongue and cock!"

He stood there, in the doorway, and watched as Neptune brought her to an orgasm and she pushed him away. But, only long enough for her to get on the floor in front of him, push him down on his back and to reach for his already exposed cock. Taking it into her mouth she sucked on it until she heard the dog whine a little bit and she backed off a little bit and swirled her tongue around his cock.

Something told her she had company so she opened her eyes for the first time and saw Jessie standing in the doorway, jacking his uncut cock, which had gotten hard. Her mouth never left the canine cock as she watched and, as Neptune unloaded a small load of his own, watched as Jessie cupped his free hand and caught his load there, instead of shooting on the floor, for which she was thankful. It would've been hard to explain that one! She continued to watch as Jessie brought his hand up to his mouth and ate his own load, causing her to wish he'd saved it for her instead.

After a couple of minutes Neptune retreated from the room and they could both hear him in the other room as he drank from his water bowl.

Jessie came into the room and the two of them sat down together.

"We have to give you a new key word now, Miss Catherine."

"Yes, I think you should. How are you going to do it?"

"I'll say the old key word and get you in the trance and then give it to you. I'll also explain that only you and I will know it and that when you hear Mr Carl use the old one what you'll do then."

"You ready, Miss Catherine?"

"I'm ready, Jessie."

"Buttermilk."

Catherine slumped to the back of the couch, her eyes closed and ready for whatever it was Jessie was going to tell her.

"Miss Catherine? Can you hear me?"

"Yes, Jessie. I can hear you."

"Good."

He sat there for a few minutes, thinking of what he was going to say. Once he had it all in mind, he told her.

"Miss Catherine. Whenever you hear either myself and especially Mr Carl say the word 'Buttermilk' you will go into your trance, as you usually do. Things will be different though. When Mr Carl uses that word you will not only go into a trance but you will be slightly awake. You'll be able to remember everything that happens, no matter what Mr Carl might tell you. You'll remember all the things you do, all the things Mr Carl or myself or even Neptune do to you. You will act as though you're still in a trance and not do anything to make Mr Carl think differently. Do you understand, Miss Catherine?"

"Yes, Jessie. I understand."

"Repeat your instructions to me, please."

Catherine did and Jessie was completely satisfied. He woke her up and they sat there for a while.

"Thank you, Jessie. I want you to know how much I appreciate all this."

"You're welcome, Miss Catherine. I've wanted to let you in on all this for some time and now you'll finally be able to remember everything you do once Mr Carl uses the key word on you."

"Did you give me a new key word?"

"No. I didn't think it was necessary."

"Why?"

"If you're going to remember what would be the need to?"

"That's true. Hadn't thought of it that way."

"Well, Mr Carl will be home tomorrow and we'll see what happens. Won't we?"

"I reckon we will.

"Jessie, there's one more thing I want you to do for be before we get done here."

"And what would that be, Miss Catherine?"

"I want you to fuck me one more time!"

Chapter 10

Carl was due home any time today and Catherine wasn't really looking forward to it, either. So much had happened the past two weeks and learning what her husband had been doing to her had really upset her. She wasn't sure if she wanted her husband back home or not. She'd enjoyed herself, having finally learned the things that had been done to her by both Jessie and Carl, but she'd already forgiven Jessie and fucked him almost every day since learning the truth. She enjoyed feeling his body on top of her, beneath her, even behind her and her recent encounters with Neptune had been enjoyable. Perhaps the most memorable moment had been the double fuck by Jessie and Neptune the other day. She'd wondered what it would feel like to have two cocks in her at the same time and she'd gotten her wish. Just thinking about it now started her juices to leak from between her well-shaved pussy. She reached under her housecoat and inserted one of her fingers into herself, tweaking her clitoris, causing a small moan to escape her lips.

"Damn!" she thought. "What I really need now is a nice, hard cock to satisfy myself." She brought her finger to her mouth and licked off her own juices, still marveling at tasting her own body fluids and wondering, perhaps for the one hundredth time, what it would be like to have a woman in front of her now, so she could get between her legs and feast on her pussy and perhaps have hers eaten as well.

Her fingers returned to her pussy and, this time, she inserted three of them as deep into her as she could, trying to get in further with each stroke. She also used her thumb to flick her clit at the same time and it wasn't long before she had the much-desired orgasm. While it wasn't as satisfying as having a cock inside her, it helped to relieve some of her tension.

Jessie had gone to Jefferson hours ago, needing to get groceries for the house and to do some personal things that he'd refused to tell her about. Now she wondered what it was he had needed to attend to. It was only now that she realized just how little she really knew about the man who now fucked her on a regular basis. But, then again, what did she need to know? Not a thing, really. She was confident she'd be happy as long as she allowed him to fuck and suck her on a regular basis, and she wasn't about to turn him down. She was as addicted to his uncut cock as he was to sucking off Carl, and she knew he enjoyed that a lot, whether he admitted it or not. In fact, she enjoyed watching the two of them together. It always left her so wet that neither one of them ever had a hard time getting their cocks into her pussy.

Only she didn't remember the times she'd been with the two of them. It was just her imagination working overtime. All she had were the memories of what Jessie had told her. She could hardly wait for Carl to get home and use his keyword on her for the first time since Jessie's hypnotic suggestion to her that she'd remember all the events with Carl now. Yes, she was looking forward to that one.

She heard a truck pull into the drive, next to the back door and she realized that Jessie was home. She went to the back door and, sure enough, there was Jessie already unloading the supplies. She stood in the open door way and opened her housecoat so he could see her nakedness, her slick pussy inviting him to come in and fuck her one more time before Carl got home.

What she really wanted to do, and had denied herself while he'd been gone, was to go to the barn and work on Neptune by herself.

She still remembered the first time his canine cock entered her pussy and her juices once again began to flow, this time running down her leg and gathering in her slipper.

"I've got to quit doing this to myself," she thought. "I've got to learn to control these urges, especially once Carl gets home. He mustn't suspect a thing."

"Now that's what I like to see when I get home," Jessie told her, as she held open the door for him to enter, his arms filled with grocery bags.

"And what's that?" she asked him.

"An invitation to fuck the most desirable woman in the county," he answered.

Catherine was embarrassed and turned a bright shade of red.

They both heard the noise of a car approaching the house and Catherine quickly wrapped her robe around her and disappeared into the house. Jessie knew where she was going, so he didn't say anything. She was headed to the bedroom to get something on before Mr. Carl got closer to the house. While he knew that Mr. Carl would be please to see his wife like that, he's warned Miss Catherine not to do anything out of the 'normal' while she was around him. He explained to her that they should try and act like nothing had happened while her husband had been away.

When Jessie got back to the truck he found Carl already at the truck, sitting on the lowered tailgate. He seemed to be out of breath and he mentioned it to him.

"You ok, Mr. Carl?"

"Just a little tired, Jessie. It's been a long time on the road this time and I'm more tired then I thought I'd be. Need to catch my breath. I should be fine in a little while."

Jessie also noticed his boss was a little bit pale.

"Are you sure?" he asked again.

"I'm fine, Jessie. I'm fine. Just out of breath. Don't read something into it that isn't there."

"I'm not, Mr. Carl. But I've seen things like this before, and nothing good came of it."

"And what was it you saw, Jessie?"

"You're acting the same way Old Man Wilson did three years ago."

"John Wilson?"

'Yes, sir. The same man. I was with him once when he was out of breath and he ended up having a heart attack. It eventually killed him, too, sir."

"I remember how he died, Jessie. But you don't need to worry about anything. I'll be fine."

"Just concerned, Mr. Carl. Just concerned."

"I appreciate it, Jessie. I really do," he repeated when he saw the look of doubt on Jessie's face.

"Tell you what I'll do, Jessie. I'll call Doc Conners tomorrow and make an appointment for a checkup. Will that help?"

"You do what you gotta do, Mr. Carl. I just worry about you and Miss Catherine. What would she do if you weren't here?"

"You worry too much, Jessie. Just wait and see. Doc Conners will give me a clean bill of health and then we can forget all about this. Right now all I want to do is get into the house and enjoy some of the air conditioning."

Jessie stood aside, allowing his boss to get off the tailgate and head towards the house. He didn't like what he saw, as Mr Carl limped to the house and, still breathing hard entered into the back of the house and disappeared into the cooling shadows.

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One year ago Carl had made an appointment with Doc Connors. He hadn't been feeling well for some time. There were occasional chest pains and he was more tired then he'd ever been. In a way it scared him. Jessie had been after him for some time to see the doctor, and now he decided it was time.

As he waited in the outer office Carl flipped through a five-year-old copy of FIELD AND STREAM, not really reading but trying to keep his mind occupied and away from thoughts of his health. He already had diabetes, but he was only taking a pill a day and the doctor had assured him a daily shot wouldn't be needed right now. "Thank goodness for that," he thought. "I'd like to keep this from Catherine, so she doesn't worry about me."

"Carl," called Doc Conners, from the open door. "You can come in now."

Getting up from his seat he walked across the room, passed the doctor, and entered the examining room that had been indicated to him. Once inside he sat on the side of the bed and waited for the doctor to join him.

"So, Carl, how are you feeling today?"

"To be honest, Doc, not too good."

"What's the problem?"

"My chest's been hurting lately and the pains have been lasting longer and longer. I'm also tired and have problems sleeping at night."

"Is that all?"

"It's all I'm aware of, if that's what you mean."

"Ok. Let me take your blood pressure and run a few tests and we'll talk in my office once we're all done here."

Still sitting on the bed, Carl opened his shirt as Doc Connors put his stethoscope in his ears and moved to listen to his patient's heartbeat. First he listed to his heart, then he listed to the intake of breath to the lungs.

"Seems ok on that end, Carl."

Carl only nodded, not wanting to interrupt the doctor's train of thought.

Next the doctor drew a little blood, to be examined later, and checked his reflexes.

"Ok there, too," he told him.

In truth, Carl hated medical examination, always had and always would. In fact, it had been over 10 years since his last visit to the doc's office, and that had been when he'd broken his fingers while doing repair work on one of the tractors. It had been a silly mistake and it could've been a lot worse. Thank goodness Jessie had been there helping him.

The whole examination took about thirty minutes, during which time he was asked many questions, which Carl answered as best he could. This was another part of the examination he hated, answering all these personal questions.

"Ok, Carl, we're done here. Go ahead and get dressed and come to my office once you're done."

"Ok, doc."

As he buttoned his shirt he thought about what he was going to tell Doc Connors once he was in the office with him. He knew for certain that none of this was to get back to his wife. He didn't want her to worry and, quite frankly, he was worried enough for the both of them. He felt sure that the doc would tell him not to work so hard, and he thought he could handle that. He only had two more years before he would retire. He'd already decided that years ago. Would he be able to curtail his traveling? He didn't honestly know. He loved that part of his job, and the benefits were well worth the time spent away from home, and Catherine. While he didn't need the money, he still loved to work and didn't want to be idle for too long. He knew retirement was something he couldn't avoid, but he wanted to delay it as long as he could.

Slipping into his loafers he left the exam room and headed towards Doc Connors office, knocked on the door and entered. Doc Connors indicated a seat in front of his desk and Carl sat there.

"I'm not too happy with the results I'm seeing here," he started. "I'd love to get you to slow down and take it easy for a while."

"Yes, Doc, I know you would, but I've got a job to do and there's no one else to do it. You know I like to keep busy."

"I know you do, Carl. But you need to listen to me, just once. From the readouts from the tests I did, I find your heart is getting weaker. How many chest pains have you had lately?"

Carl thought for a moment. Should he lie to the doctor and give a fewer count, or should he continue to be honest with him.

He decided on honesty.

"Four that I can distinctly remember."

"How long ago, Carl?"

"I had two last week."

"Bad ones?"

"No. Actually they were fairly light, in comparison to the earlier ones."

"Well, what I'm seeing here is that each attack is getting worse and they appear to be angina, which can be classified as mild heart attacks. I'm going to give you some nitro glycerin and I want you to keep it with you at all times. When you feel an attack coming on place one of these under your tongue. Sit down for a while, take it easy. Drink plenty of fluids. Most of all, take some time off from work."

"Now we've already discussed that part, doc."

"I know we have, but I mean it, Carl. You could have a major heart attack and were would you be then? Probably dead or disabled. Do you think Catherine would be able to take care of you? Or Jessie, for that matter? They're both old. Jessie's older then you are."

"I know that, doc. Believe me, I know that very well."

"So what are you going to do then?"

"I'll take some time off for a while. I'll rest up, continue to take my medications and try to slow down a little bit."

"That's a good start, Carl. But, what about retiring?"

"Two more years, doc. Two more years. That's all I need to get someone else trained to take over the business. Once that's done I'll hand it all over to him and I can retire happily and spend the rest of my life with Catherine and the farm."

"I seriously doubt you'll have two more years, Carl, if you don't do something right now."

"Listen, doc. We both know I'm an old man, but I've worked hard all my life and I don't intend to just chunk it all in a day, or even a week. Hell, not even in a year. I want to do this right and it's going to take at least two more years. Once all is done I'll gladly sit back and relax for the rest of my life."

"Obviously I'm not going to talk you out of this, am I?"

"No, you're not."

"Then what am I to do with you, Carl? You won't listen to me so all I can do is throw my hands up in the air and shake my head! You always were heard-headed, just like your Father-in-Law!"

"I know. I do want a favor though, please."

"And what would that be?" Doc Connors felt he already knew the request, but waited to hear if his thoughts were correct.

"I don't want Catherine to know about all this."

"But Carl, she's your wife! She should know all of this. She's got a bigger right to know, whether or not you'll admit it. I know for a fact that she's worried about you."

"And just how would you know that?"

"I've had a couple of talks with her over the past year. She's worried about you, and your health. She already knows about the diabetes."

"Only because I had to tell her about it. I had to make changes in my diet due to the diabetes and she had to know."

"As your doctor you know I can't discuss anything with anyone, regarding your health, without your permission."

"Good! Let's keep it that way."

They sat and chatted for about an hour longer and then Carl finally left the office, headed back to the house. He knew he should feel better, but somehow he didn't.

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Catherine was in the bathroom, just getting out of the shower, when she heard Carl enter the bedroom.

He dropped his suitcase on the bed and collapsed in the chair next to his closet. His breathing was still hard and he began to wonder if Jessie might be right. He'd been having a problem with his breathing lately and, truth be known, his chest had begun to hurt about a week ago. He hadn't paid any attention to it, thinking he'd overworked himself and, with a little rest, he'd be fine soon.

"How you doing, Carl," Catherine asked him as she entered the bedroom. She walked over to him and planted a kiss on his forehead, noticing how warm he felt on her lips.

"Are you feeling ok, dear?" she asked him.

"What's with everyone!" he erupted.

Catherine was taken aback. He'd never used that tone of voice with her before.

"There's no need to snap at me, Carl. You feel warm and I'm wondering if you might have a temp, that's all. Can't I be concerned?"

Realizing his mistake, he apologized to his wife. "I'm sorry, dear. I'm just tired and I've been driving since five this morning."

Catherine reached out and put the palm of her right hand on his forehead.

"You feel like you have a fever, Carl. I'm going to get the thermometer and check, for my peace of mind," she added.

"You don't have to. I feel fine!"

"Please. Let me do this and if there's nothing wrong I'll apologize. OK?"

He knew better then to argue with her, so he agreed. Slumping back into the chair he resigned himself to the fact that his wife was concerned and he really didn't want her to worry about anything.

A few minutes later she returned with the thermometer and he opened his mouth and she placed it beneath his tongue. The she stood there, timing herself on her watch to make sure it stayed there for the required time. When she removed it she was surprised to find he didn't have a temp at all.

"Well, dear, it seems like you were right. There is no fever. Perhaps you are just tired. Why don't you take a hot shower and get some rest. We'll have plenty of time to be together later."

"You sure you don't mind? I mean, I just got home and we haven't seen each other in quite some time."

"I'm sure. You need your rest, dear. I want you rested so we can sit and talk later."

"How did you spend your time alone?" While he knew the answer he still wanted to see what she had to say.

"I kept busy, dear. Nothing exciting happened, if that's what you mean. I did what I normally do, kept the house clean, paid the bills, helped Jessie with the animals and had dinner with Louise Mathison every Thursday night, like I always do."

"How is that old bitty?" he asked.

"I wish you'd stop calling her that, Carl. You know I don't like it. And, for your information, she's gotten engaged to a wonderful man. I met him last week at our dinner date. I'm impressed with him, Carl. His name is James Peterson and he's a computer specialist at the bank in Meltonville. I think you'd like him, too."

"We'll have to invite them over for dinner one night, now that I'm home again."

"I think Louise would like that. I know I would. You'll have to promise to be on your best behavior though."

He laughed. Catherine had a way to get him to relax and he appreciated that very much. He agreed to be nice and got up from his seat and began to remove his clothing.

Catherine stood there and watched him get undressed. Once he'd stepped out of his shorts it was all she could do to control her emotions and not grab his limp cock and stuff it into her mouth. She had to remember Jessie's instructions and not let on that she was aware of the things her husband had done to her. Her pussy did get wet though, standing there looking at her naked husband.

Carl turned away, picking up his dirty clothing, emptied his pants pockets. He deposited his change and other items on his dresser and put his clothing in the bin, with the rest of the laundry. Then he went to the linen closet and got a wash rag and a towel and went into the bathroom. It wasn't long before Catherine heard the water running and then the sound of the shower, as he turned it on. She left the room, her slick legs rubbing against each other, reminding her that her pussy was wet.

"Damn," she thought. "Just what I didn't need right now! I should've know better then to stand there while he undressed, but I couldn't help myself. I hope I can do this."

She left the room and went into the kitchen, where Jessie was finishing putting the groceries away.

Before he knew what was happening, Catherine was on her knees, opening his pants and withdrawing his already hardening cock, eventually taking it into her mouth and sucking on it like it was a piece of irresistible candy. While he wanted to stop her, he stood as if rooted to the spot and let her continue. After a few minutes she pulled his cock out of her mouth and looked up at him.

"Carl's in the shower and I needed this so much, Jessie. Please, don't be mad with me."

How in the hell could he be mad at her? She sucked his cock with such enthusiasm that he couldn't stop her, even if he wanted to.

Catherine returned to sucking his cock, massaging his huge balls with her hands at the same time, urging him to release his load into her mouth and down her throat. It wasn't long before he gave her what she wanted. She was by now so use to sucking his cock that not one single drop of his load spilled from her lips. Like a pro, she swallowed every drop. Once she finished she pulled back and licked the length of his softening cock, stopping to stab her tongue into the foreskin now once again enveloping his cock head.

"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM," she moaned. "That was soooooo good, Jessie. Thank you for not stopping me. I really needed that."

"My pleasure, Miss Catherine. My pleasure." And he truly meant every word.

He reached down and pulled up his pants, stuffing his soft cock back into his shorts as Catherine stood up and went over to the sink. She reached up to the cabinet and took a drinking glass out, went to the sink, ran the water until it was cold, then filled the glass and drank the cool liquid until the glass was empty. She gulped it down quickly, sating her thirst for the moment.

"We'll have to do this again, Jessie. Soon, I hope." She smiled, knowing they would do this again. It was just a question of when that time would be.

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Back in the bathroom, Carl was sitting in the tub. The hot water from the shower was pelting him on top of his head as he sat there. In truth he felt like crap! He was so tired his legs were weak. He'd collapsed to the bottom of the tub as soon as he'd closed the shower door. The hot water draining down his face, and the back of his head, felt good, but he still felt lousy. He'd been surprised when Catherine had told him there was no fever. He'd been expecting something to register, and thought it would surely be over 100!

His chest was hurting once again and this time the pain was the worse he'd felt. He put his hand to his chest and pushed, hoping to somehow relieve the pressure he felt there, but it wasn't working.

He tried to stand up, but found his legs wouldn't support him. He once again sat in the bottom of the tub, letting the water spray over him again. The pain returned once more and then.....................................

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Catherine and Jessie were sitting at the kitchen table, talking about their plans for Carl later that evening. Jessie was trying his best to get her to wait till the next day, explaining to her his concerns about her husband. Catherine was beginning to agree with him and they finally agreed to let Carl get a good nights rest and they'd launch their plan of attack tomorrow afternoon.

Once that was settled the two of them left the house and went to the barn, where Neptune still stayed in the stall Jessie had originally set up for him. They'd both decided that to have Neptune stay in either of the houses might tip off Carl that something was wrong, and they'd both decided they didn't want him to know anything until it was too late.

Catherine told him that Carl was taking a shower and would then go to bed for a good rest. She'd told he about taking Carl's temp and also told him there wasn't one. She let him know she'd felt relieved and that probably he was just tired from the long drive.

Once they got inside the barn, the door was closed and, as they approached the stall, both of them came out of their clothing. Catherine reached to Jessie's crotch and took hold of his expanding tool, feeling it grow to it's full length as she held on.

Jessie let her grab him, enjoying the feeling of her hand around his cock. He'd hate it if he were unable to enjoy her body, or her mouth. He'd grown accustomed to having her anytime he wanted to these past weeks. Now that he'd have to share her with Mr Carl he wondered if he'd be able to handle it without being jealous when it was just her and her husband, without him participating. He was sure it would eventually happen and the pangs of jealousy returned. He blocked it from his mind though when he saw her kneel down, reach beneath Neptune and grab his sheath, already jacking his cock and causing it to grow and make it's appearance. Catherine continued jacking the canine cock until it was fully exposed then she lay down on the hay, covered with the blanket they'd left there the other day, and crawled under Neptune, taking his cock and pulling it forward until she felt the tip touch her lips. Opening her mouth she swallowed the whole thing down her throat and groaned with pleasure.

"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM," she moaned, letting Jessie know how much she was enjoying this.

Jessie got down on his knees then, spreading Catherine's legs and lowering his mouth to her smooth pussy. Planting his mouth over her hole he drove his tongue into her as far as he could.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM," came the sounds from Catherine's cock-filled mouth. She spread her legs as far as she could, enabling him to get deeper into her.

He started by licking her outer lips and gently touching her clit with the tip of his tongue. Then he began nibbling her inner lips, eliciting more moans of pleasure. Returning to her outer lips he gently sucked on them, getting her juices flowing freely, to the point where he eventually had to swallow their abundance. That was one of the best parts, devouring her wetness and enjoying the taste on the back of his tongue.

Now he pulled him mouth from her pussy entirely. Now he focused on the crease of her legs and lower body. He knew this was one of her ticklish spots and, while she wiggled and squirmed beneath him, he continued to lick on her. He even moved up her body and paid a small amount of attention to her belly button, then he mover further up and sucked and mouthed her nipples, which stood at attention, ready for his oral manipulation. Gently using his teeth, he bit lightly on each nipple, feeling their hardness and rubbery resistance.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" More moans. He knew her nipples were almost as sensitive as her clitoris and focused his attention on them for a while. Swirling his tongue around each one and sucking them into the farthest reaches of his mouth. Since her boobs weren't real big, it was hard to get them into his mouth very far. Instead he concentrated on licking, sucking and then nibbling on them, causing her to squirm and gyrate beneath him.

Catherine pulled her mouth off Neptune's cock long enough to tell him to go back to her pussy.

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, JESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEE! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT MMMMMMMMMMMEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" she called to him.

So that's what he did.

Moving back to her soaking pussy he first sucked the abundant juices and then returned to sucking her pussy lips once again. This time he inserted two, then three fingers into her, reaching for her G-spot and rubbing on it until she came all over his hand. Pulling his fingers out of her he licked off the juices, occasionally sucking on one or two fingers, to make sure he got all that was there.

Meanwhile, Catherine was once again sucking Neptune's cock. It was already down her throat and already shooting his pre-cum lubricant as well. She knew it wouldn't be long before his load was on it's way down her throat and into her stomach. She could suck this cock all day and never get tired of it. She could also do the same thing to Jessie and her husband and still want more. Reaching back to Neptune's balls she massaged them, trying her best to get him to release his own juices for her enjoyment. She was soon rewarded as she felt his cock begin to erupt down in her throat and she pulled back just enough so this sperm would land on the back of her tongue and she'd be able to taste it. She'd become a cum junkie and couldn't get enough of it, whether it be from Neptune, Carl, or Jessie. She wanted all she could get in her mouth and she didn't intend to waste an ounce of it, either.

While she swallowed Neptune's load, Catherine was beginning to release her own load into Jessie's eager mouth as well. He'd finally licked and sucked her pussy and clitoris until she couldn't hold her release anymore. As Neptune's shooting was beginning to get weaker her first eruption filled Jessie's mouth and he greedily swallowed it all. He also worked his fingers into her at the same time, causing more and more fluids to escape deep within her body and to continue to fill his mouth.
After what seemed like an eternity, they both collapsed on the blanket, allowing Neptune to crawl away to his favorite corner and clean himself off, and to get some rest as well. He knew that once the two people entered his stall that he'd be worn out by their unions, whether they be by oral stimulation or by penetration. Either way, he was enjoying himself a great deal.

As Catherine caught her breath she said, "I want you both in me at the same time again, Jessie."

"You sure, Miss Catherine?"

"You know I am, Jessie. I absolutely love it the first time and I want to do it again, and again, and again."

"Well, let me catch my breath and I'm sure I'll be able to accommodate you. I think Neptune will enjoy it, too, don't you?"

"We both know he will, don't we?"

"Yes, we do. But I want my turn with that cock of his first, if you don't mind."

"Why should I mind? While you're sucking on him, I can suck on you and get another load to enjoy. Yes, I've got no problem with it at all.:"

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The first thing he realized was how cold he was, he was actually shivering and didn't know why.

Next, he realized he was also wet!

Then he remembered where he was, sitting in the tub with the shower raining down on him.

And it was COLD!
Feeling a little dazed, he continued to sit in the tub, reaching towards the spigots to turn the hot water up. When he got no warmth from the water he finally realized that he'd probably run it all out.

"How long have I been here?" he wondered out loud.

It was then that he remembered his chest pains and reached to feel his chest, realizing there was still some pain there. Only now, it wasn't as bad as it had been earlier.

"Guess I'm going to have to go to the doctor after all," he thought. He'd give Doc Conners a call first thing in the morning. Right now he needed to get out of the tub, dry himself off, and get in bed and rest. Hopefully he'd feel better in the morning.

He remembered his last conversation with the doc and wasn't looking forward to this one. He hated 'I-told-you-so's, yet he knew that's what was going to happen.

Once he had dried off he cleaned off now wet mirror, as the steamy film which once covered it from the hot water, was now just a sheen of wet, still able to warble his appearance. Once it was cleaned off he got a good look at his reflection and could see why Catherine, and Jessie, had been so concerned. His looked like shit! His face was haggard looking and the bags under his eyes appeared to be drooping more then usual. He opened the cabinet and took out his bottle of vitamins and took one, without any water, and then proceeded to brush his teeth. He continued to look at his mirrored image and wasn't very pleased with what was staring back at him. His hear was getting thinner, and being wet didn't make it look any better, either. His mustache was sagging, again due to the water from the shower, and his normally bright green eyes now had a luck-laster appearance to them. They were duller then he'd ever seen before. Normally, when he was tired or over-worked, they'd be dull, but never anything like this. His finished with his teeth, used the mouth wash, and then wiped his face once more. Only now did he realized how sweaty he was. At first he'd contributed it to the shower, but now, after having dried off, his body was once again wet all over and he pulled his towel off the rack and once more dried off.

"This isn't right," he admitted. "I've never felt like this before." He noticed how hot he felt and wondered where Catherine had put the thermometer. Opening the cabinet behind him, he found it on the lower shelf, below his shaving kit. He took it out of the holder and put it in his mouth, then he lowered the top on the toilet and sat down, waiting the required time for his temp to be taken. Time dragged on while he waited and, after 5 minutes, he took it out of his mouth and tried to read it. He'd have to get his glasses first though, so he entered the bedroom, still naked, and found them on the stand located on his side of the bed. Once he had them on he was finally able to read it and was surprised to see that there was no temperature. "Could I be imagining all this?" he wondered. He just couldn't be sure. He was tempted to call Catherine up and get her opinion but then realized he didn't want her to worry. Instead, he got his pajamas from the dresser, put them on, turned out the light in the bathroom and crossed the room and got in bed.

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Catherine was always amazed at how much Jessie loved to suck a cock, be it on Carl or on Neptune. She sat on the edge of the blanket and watched as her help crawled over to the animal, pushing him down until he was able to get him on his back, then grabbed the cock sheath. Once his hand was in place he started jacking the sheath and was soon rewarded with the appearance of the red tip of canine cock, already wet with his leaking fluids.

Not wanting to wait for the whole cock to appear, Jessie planted his mouth over the organ's tip and sucked. He also covered the first couple of inches of the sheath and sucked like he had a straw in his mouth, gently pulling the rest of the cock from it's hiding place. It didn't take long for him to get his reward, as he felt the canine cock slide down the back of his throat, his tongue laving its length, swirling around the hard rod of red flesh. Reaching to the back of the cock, he began to massage Neptune's balls, wondering how much cum they held in there, knowing he'd soon feel it's warmth in his mouth. He could hardly wait.

Once Jessie began to suck Neptune, Catherine moved over to the two of them and got between Jessie's legs, where his cock was already hard in anticipation. Jessie knew that once he started on Neptune that Catherine would get to work on his cock. His pre cum was already leaking and Catherine wiped it up with her fingertip, bringing it to her mouth to lick it off.

Catherine loved the taste of cum almost as much as Jessie did. With her finally able to remember things, as they happened, she was surprised at just how easy she took to sucking a cock. Apparently her repressed memories were making themselves known to her now, letting her know things. Her memory flashes come more frequently these days and she's almost certain that she can 'remember' events that had once happened to her, but she didn't tell Jessie any of this. She wanted her memories to be private, so she relished each and every bit of the 'recovery', as they came.

Last night she'd dreamed of fucking Carl, but in reality she had no memory of ever fucking him. All of that had happened while he had her 'under his control' and, in a way, she resented him taking advantage of her. She finally realized that all the things he'd done to her had really been against her will. Yes, she 'freely' participated in the events, but she had no memory of the things as they'd happened.

Now she was able to act on her own feelings, and those feelings didn't consist of just satisfying herself with the cucumbers, as she had once done. Yes, the vegetables were still used, in her own private moments. Jessie didn't even realize she still used them, and she'd continue to keep that to herself. After all, there were some things you didn't share with anyone and that meant neither Jessie or her husband would never know some of the things she did to herself when she was alone.
She let those memories fade and focused on what was in front of her right now.

Jessie's hard, uncut, black cock!

That cock was at rigid attention, practically begging her to use her mouth on it, which is what she intended to do.

Gripping that hard rod at its base she stuck out her tongue and licked its length, front and back and both sides. She loved the feel of those throbbing veins along each side and she could feel his heartbeat with each lick. She swirled her tongue around his excess foreskin, probing into it with her tongue again and again. His skin still amazed her to no end. Just the thought of all that extra skin always brought her to a small climax, and she shivered at the thoughts of what was about to happen.
Relocating her hand to midway of his cock, she pulled down, slowly exposing his cock head to the atmosphere in the stall. His cock head had a pear shape to it and was a dark pink in color, contrasting with his black skin. The other color contrast that always amazed her was her white hand on his black tool. As black as he was, and as white as she was, it always amazed her to see the two of them together. She especially loved to watch his black cock as it entered her pussy. Many times she'd cum as soon as he entered her and then would begin to use slow strokes, penetrating her slowly and gradually building up his speed until eventually his pace would be as fast, and as hard, as he could give it to her. She loved to have him fuck her as hard as he could. While he wasn't rough with her, he was able to pound into her at a pace she loved.

Slowly she lowered her mouth down onto the black tool before her. As she felt his cock head on her tongue she licked again, swirling around and into his skin, enjoying his taste, one she was now use to and couldn't get enough of. She continued to slide down, causing the cock to move further into the back of her mouth and then, finally, into the opening of her throat. She'd taken that cock into her mouth so many times in the past few weeks that she felt almost as if her throat was as stretched as much as her pussy. Now wouldn't that be something?

She concentrated on the cock, bobbing her head up and down, taking it as deep into her throat as she could with each down stroke. He nose banged at the base of his cock each time and, on occasion, she'd stretch her mouth as wide as she could, trying to stick her tongue out and lick the top of his balls. With his huge cock in her mouth though, it was impossible to open it any more.

Looking up from her sucking she looked to make sure she was in the right place and, once she realized she was, moved the lower part of her body around to where Neptune could also feast on her pussy. After all, if Jessie was eating him, and she was devouring Jessie, why should Neptune be left out? Once she was in the right position it was pure animal instinct that took over and Neptune reached his head towards her spread legs and began to lick, starting at her knees and working his way up until he me his goal, her saturated pussy. His tongue snaked out and hit his target on the first probe, burying it as deep into her hole as he could.

"HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM," was all she could manage. It felt so good to have his tongue in her pussy one more time. She could never get enough of it. The only thing that felt better was when her hole was full of cock! It didn't matter which cock it was, either. Jessie, Carl, or Neptune would do. As long as she was full of cock she was happy.

"I wonder what my parents would think of me now?" she thought. "Bet mama never had a dog lick her pussy or fuck her." Those thoughts brought happy thoughts to her mind, knowing she was doing something her mother had never done. There was still some doubt, as she didn't really know what her mother had, or hadn't, done. She was assuming that her mother and father had only fucked and sucked Jessie, according to the pictures she'd seen. But still, there was some doubt in the back of her mind if her parents had done other things that she'd never know of. Well, she wasn't going to worry about it. That was all in the past and she was living for the here and now, and enjoying every minute of it.

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Sometime during the night, while Catherine and Jessie were enjoying themselves in the barn, Carl had a sharp pain in his head, causing him to sit up in bed for a moment, after which he fell back, his eyes open, staring at the ceiling. He had just suffered a massive aneurysm in the middle of his brain. He never knew what happened and never would. His face went slack and his arms and legs shook for a moment but, after that, all was still. His organs started shutting down, starting with his heart, and it took less then two minutes for all life functions to cease. His bladder and his bowels emptied when his muscles relaxed for the final time. For all his wants and desires and the life he'd led, he died in his bed, alone. He never knew his wife was enjoying the fucking Jessie and Neptune were now giving her.

Jessie and Catherine lay, cuddling each other, on the blanket covering the straw. Neptune lay beside them, on the straw, refusing to join them on the blanket.

"That was so good, Jessie," she told him. "I could lay here with you and Neptune all night."

"It's not like there's much night left, Miss Catherine." He looked at his watch and saw the time was now almost 3 o'clock in the morning. "We've been out here for almost six hours."

He nudged her, and realized she'd fallen asleep. He lay there, with her head in the crook of his arm, and joined her in dreamland.

When they both woke up it was well after nine that morning. Catherine was not only tired, but now she ached, as well. Apparently sleeping on the straw wasn't as comfortable as she thought it might be. She sat up, realizing that Jessie wasn't with her. Looking around the stall she found him, between Neptune's stretched out legs, sucking on his cock. She could hear the animal whining beneath the man. From her angle she could see the canine cock as it pumped in and out of Jessie's mouth. His slobbering was dripping from his crammed mouth, with what looked to be a mixture of Neptune's cum, as well. Slowly she got up and moved to the other side of the stall, joining Jessie. Once in place she crawled beneath Jessie's hips and proceeded to take his cock into her mouth. She'd originally wanted to wake up the man with his cock in her mouth, but apparently he'd gotten up ahead of her and decided to take care of the dog. She smiled to herself as she realized just what a cock slut she'd become in the past two weeks. It no longer mattered if it was Jessie, Neptune or Carl, as long as she could have a cock to play with, to suck, and to fuck whenever she wanted to. She'd be happy to let her husband know that she was no longer under her control and that she thoroughly enjoyed the things she's always denied for herself. "Yes," she thought, "Mama would be so happy right now. She'd love to know that her daughter wasn't the frigid thing I'd once been."

If only her parents could see her now!

Jessie reached between his legs and pushed her off his cock, then he turned over and pulled his mouth off of Neptune, pointing the cock towards Catherine. She knew what he was wanting and crawled to the animal, with her mouth wide open. As she got close Jessie gave the cock a quick jerk and Neptune's cock started to erupt, sending his hot cum from his cock, in a high arc, directly towards her mouth. The first spurt caught her between her eyes, so she adjusted her position and the next one landed on her chin. Still not right. So she moved a little closer and the next shot hit her on the upper lip, where she was able to lick with her tongue to get her first taste of cum of the morning. Before the next shot her mouth descended to the canine cock and caught the rest of the shots directly into her mouth and then into her throat, as she deep throated his organ.

Damn! That cock sure felt good in her mouth. She continued to swallow, until Neptune was drained and she started to suck, trying to draw out the last remaining vestige of his cum.

Sitting back on her legs she noticed Jessie staring at her, jacking his cock at the same time. While her mouth watered at the thought of sucking him off, she decided she wanted him to fuck her first so, spreading herself out on her back, she opened her legs, inviting him to do what he did best-Fuck the living shit out of her.

Since she was already soaking, his first thrust banged his cock head against her cervix, causing a little pain at contact was made. He withdrew all the way from her tunnel and jammed himself back into her, this time drawing a deep moan from her throat.

"HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM," was all she could manage.

"Fuck me, Jessie! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" she hollered at him, as each thrust seemed to go deeper into her with each plunge into her wetness. She rotated her hips, doing her best to get him deeper into her. She reached between his legs and grabbed his balls, squeezing them as hard as she could, knowing she wouldn't hurt him. He liked it when she did that to him.

Her legs were forced back, mashing her breasts into her chest, causing her ribs to bend under the pressure. She didn't feel it though. Her only thoughts were how good it felt to have that huge, black, uncut cock driving into her pussy. Her wetness was already spreading on the top of the blanket on which she was lying, and she could feel its wetness on the small of her back. Apparently her leaking was getting heavier. She didn't care though. All that mattered was that driving and pounding her pussy was taking.

She wrapped her arms around her legs, trying her best to pull them even further back, wanting to get Jessie as deep into her as she could and, try as she did, it wasn't happening. Jessie had already bottomed out in her and no matter what he did, he couldn't achieve any deeper penetration. The only way he'd be able to do that would be if his cock suddenly grew another couple inches, and she knew that wasn't going to happen. She could dream though, couldn't she.

The fuck session lasted until noon, with Neptune joining in by licking up her spillage and then driving his tongue into the pussy in front of him, joining Jessie's cock. The friction of the combination was more then enough to cause her last climax of the morning.

As they lay there, panting and recovering their breaths, they both wondered why Carl hadn't been out looking for them.

After recovering they both decided it was time to head to the house, or at least each one to their own home. Both wanted to get cleaned up. After all, they'd just spent the whole night fucking and sucking each other, along with Neptune, and now it was time to freshen up and get ready to spend some quality with Carl enjoying the moments with them.

"What time you want me up at the house?" Jessie asked her.

"Give me time to get cleaned up and to chat with Carl for a while, ok?"

"Sure. I gotta clean up, too. Think I'll get something to eat, as well. I'm hungry after all that fucking this morning. I can't believe we were fucking and sucking all night. I also can't believe that Mr Carl hasn't come looking for us, either."

"I'm a little concerned, too. Guess he was a lot more tired then he thought. I'll bet he's still in bed and I'll have to get him up once I get there."

They both laughed at the thought of Carl still in bed. Usually he was an early riser when he was home. Sounded like his age was finally catching up with him.

After giving each other a hug, Jessie entered his home and watched from the doorway as Miss Catherine headed towards the main house.

As she walked to the house, Catherine thought of the things she'd be doing with Carl later in the day.

"If he's still in bed, I'll wake him up with a nice suck on his cock. Bet that'll wake him up.

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"NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Catherine screamed, once she found her husband dead in their bed.

When she first entered the room the smell had alerted her to something wrong. At first she thought the toilet had backed up. But then, she wondered why the smell hadn't gotten Carl out of bed to fix it. It wouldn't be the first time he'd had to get up to unstop the damned thing.

She went to the bathroom first, to see what the damage was, and once there found that there was no backup. The floor was dry and Carl was still in bed.

As she got closer to the bed though, the smell got stronger and she finally realized what it was. As soon as she realized that she knew her husband had died during the night. The smell was the waste released from his body when his muscles had completely relaxed. Only then did she see the vacant stare on her husband's face.

"NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" she screamed again.
"NNNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" She fell to her knees, tears streaming down her face.

Carl was dead! It couldn't be! How could Carl be dead?

The next thing she heard was the front door banging open, Jessie calling her name.

"What's wrong, Miss Catherine? What's wrong?"

When he finally got to the bedroom he found Miss Catherine kneeling at the side of the bed usually used by Mr Carl. Mr Carl was lying on the bed, beneath the covers, unmoving. Miss Catherine's head was lying on the bed and he could tell she was crying. She was also holding her husband's hand, talking softly to him.

"I love you, Carl. I love you. Please, Carl, don't leave me like this. I don't think I can go on without you here to help me."

From her tone of voice, Jessie could tell she was in shock. She'd probably walked in the room and found him like that, just lying there and not moving.

Then the odors hit him, too. He immediately knew what it was and moved across the room, grabbing at Catherine and pulling her to her feet.

"Come on, Miss Catherine. There's nothing you can do for him now. We need to call Doc Connors and have him come out here."

"But, I can't just leave him there, Jessie. He needs me!"

"I don't mean to be cruel, Miss Catherine, but Mr Carl doesn't need anything right now. You need to get yourself cleaned up and be presentable when the doc does get here though. Think you can do that, Miss Catherine?"

"I.......I.......I think so, Jessie. I think I can."

"Good. You get cleaned up and I'll do what I can for Mr Carl. We'll be downstairs when Doc Connors gets here. He'll know what to do."

He helped her to the bathroom, ran the tub full of slightly hot water, helped her get out of the dirty clothing she was still wearing, and assisted her into the water.
"Sit there and relax for a while, Miss Catherine. I'll be back in a few minutes."

Jessie went back to the bedroom and began to clean up. He'd done this sort of thing for years, while working on the place. The only difference now, was that he was doing this to Mr Carl and not the animals of the farm. He was use to cleaning up after the animals, be they dead or alive. He'd never had to clean up a dead person before, so this was all new to him and he took his time, wanting to make sure it was done right. After all, if Doc Connors was going to come up here, there was no need for him to see Mr Carl in this state. Sure, the doc had probably seen all this before, but that didn't mean he had to see it now.

By the time Jessie put the finishing wraps on the bedroom the doorbell was ringing. Catherine got up to answer it, taking time to glance at herself in the hall mirror. She had to compose herself, as well. She'd only had to deal with death once in her life, and that one time both of her parents had been taken from her. But, finally realizing what was wrong, she'd never had to face the dead bodies of her parents. All that had been taken care of while she and Carl were returning from their honeymoon many, many years ago.

"Hello, Doc," she greeted the man at the door. "Jessie's upstairs getting things cleaned up." Tears again formed at the corners of her eyes and she had to use her hanky to dab at them.

"I understand, Catherine. I understand."

The two of them went into the sitting room, where she already had a teapot sitting on the coffee table. Steam was rising from the spout on the pot and the bowl with the sugar cubes and the urn of cream sat beside it.

"Can I offer you something to drink, doctor?"

"I'll get it, Catherine."

Doc Connors pour both of them a drink and added sugar to his - he knew from experience that Catherine took hers with only cream - and handed the cup to her once he was finished.

"Are you doing well, Catherine?" he asked.

All she could do was nod.

"I know this is hard on you, but Carl's had some health problems in the past," he told her.

Catherine was so surprised by the remark that she nearly dropped her cup.

"No he didn't," she replied.

"Yes, Catherine, he did.

Her eyes never left his, as he explained what he knew about her husband and his health.

"Carl came to me two years ago with chest pains. I did a complete physical on him and found that, not only did he have diabetes, but also high blood pressure and occasional attacks angina attacks."

"I didn't know this," she interrupted.

"That's because Carl didn't want to worry you about his health. His thoughts were that you shouldn't know how bad things had gotten."

"Why wouldn't he tell me though?"

"I can't speak for Carl, Catherine. All I can tell you is that he didn't want me to say anything to you and, as he was my patient, I couldn't tell you without his permission first. You know, patient/doctor confidentiality."

Although she didn't understand, she nodded, as if she did.

"Carl was on medications for all his aliments. I told him he would never get better but we could make his life easier for him."

"So that's why he wouldn't go to see you when I told him to," Jessie interjected. He'd entered the room without either one of them knowing it.

"Hello, Jessie," the doctor greeted him. The two men shook hands and, with Catherine's approval, Jessie joined the two of them in the sitting room.

"Was Carl having any problems, Jessie?"

"You mean Jessie knew, and I didn't?"

"No, Miss Catherine. I didn't know anything about his health. I was with him when he started having chest pains the other night. I told him he should make an appointment with the doctor, but he wouldn't listen to me. Told me he was fine and just tired from the long trip."

"That's something I told Carl he was going to have to quit, too."

"What's that, doctor?" Catherine asked.

"I told him he needed to retire and let someone else do all the trips. His health was getting worse and yet, he still wouldn't listen to me."

"Carl always had a stubborn streak in him, doc. I've been married to that man a long time. I'm just surprised that I never noticed anything was wrong."

"Don't fret over it, Catherine. If I weren't a doctor I'd have never noticed anything, either. Carl was good at keeping things to himself, wasn't he?"

Both Catherine and Jessie nodded in agreement.

"I did my best to get him to tell you about his heart problems. I even went as far as to have a stress test administered. I wanted to make sure there wasn't more to my diagnosis."

"What happened?" Catherine asked.

"Well, he took the test and everything checked out just fine. There were no blockages in his heart and there were no abnormal readings on any of the graphs. I prescribed stronger doses of medications and told him to take it easy." Then he changed the subject.

"I'm required to do an autopsy, Catherine."

"Do you have to?" she asked.

"Yes, I do. State law requires one."

"When?"

"Just as soon as I can get him to the morgue, I'm afraid. The sooner it's done, the better."

Tears were flowing freely now, running down her cheeks and dripping off her chin.

"I won't do anything that isn't required, Catherine. I'll do only what has to be done to determine the cause of death. Have you thought about arrangements, yet?"

Jessie jumped in then, "Mr Carl wanted a simple burial, right here on the farm. The plot is already laid out and I'll start on the preparations this afternoon."

"Is there anything I need to do?" the doctor asked him.

"No, sir. Mr Carl told me years ago that all the arrangements were to be simple and the burial to be a family affair."

"It will be only me and Miss Catherine," Jessie added.

"I'll be there, of course," stated the doctor. "After all, I've know him since the marriage and I do consider myself a friend of the family." With that the doctor stood up, gathered up him bag and went towards the bedroom. "I'll try not to take too long, Catherine. What I really need to do now is determine the time of his death and get him ready to be moved. I called the ambulance before I left the office and it should be here shortly.

"I'll get them up there once they get here, doc," Jessie told him.

"Thank you, Jessie." With all that done the doctor turned around and went on to the bedroom. Jessie and Catherine sat there, next to each other. Jessie held her hand and, after a couple of minutes, laid her head on his shoulder and cried until there were no more tears left. After about an hour, Jessie excused himself and went to the bedroom, where the doctor was cleaning up.

"I'm done here, Jessie. I heard the ambulance pull up a moment ago, so please let them in and we'll be done."

"Thank you so much, doctor. We really appreciate it all. Once I let the men in with the stretcher I'm gonna take Miss Catherine down to my place, to get some rest. I think right now she needs to get out of here, don't you?"

"I think it would be better for her, right now. Thank you, Jessie."

"Just doing what I'd normally do. If it had been Miss Catherine I'd be doing the same thing for Mr Carl. They're my family, sir, and I intend to take care of her."

"I know you will, Jessie. Carl once told me that you'd take care of her if anything were to happen to him, and I know he trusted you very much."

All was said and done then and Jessie returned to the sitting room and helped Catherine to her feet.

"Come on, Miss Catherine. I'm gonna take you to my place for a while."

She started to protest, but he wouldn't listen to it.

"What you need right now is some rest. Away from here. I know this is your home, but right now it's not the place to be."

Catherine didn't offer any resistance. Her will was gone right then, and she realized Jessie was telling her the truth.

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The funeral had been two weeks ago. The only people at the graveside had been Jessie, Catherine and Doc Conners. The friends she and Carl had known for years were now gone, the last of them having moved away over 2 years preciously. Louise had sent her condolences, as she'd been unable to attend the services. She was out of state, visiting an ill relative and would get in touch with her as soon as she got back.

The day had been bright and full of sunshine, not a cloud in the sky.

"Just the way he would've wanted it," Jessie told Catherine.

"Yes, Jessie. Just how it should be. I'm glad he didn't go in the winter, either. I don't think I could've taken standing out here in the cold."

"Or the rain, for that matter," Jessie answered.

Once the casket had been placed in the bottom of the grave the two men took up the shovels next to the pile of dirt and began to refill the hole. They'd debated on hiring someone to do it, but Catherine had objected. It would be what Carl would've wanted, for his family to close out this last chapter of his life, so that's what they did. It took the two of them about an hour to completely fill up the hole, using only the shovels. It had taken Jessie the better part of two days to get it dug out and he also felt it was only right for him to fill it in, as well.

When they put in the last load, Catherine put the small bouquet of pansies on top of the earth.

"They were his favorite flower," she told the two men.

A small prayer was said and then they took hold of each other hands, Jessie on one side and Doc Conners on the other side of Catherine, and began their long walk back to the main house.

Jessie had hired professional people to clean up the house, over Catherine's objections.

"Miss Catherine," he countered, "this ain't 'Spring Cleanin' time'. Something terrible happened in that house and, while I don't like it none either, it's best to get someone who knows what they're doing here." It was only with some reluctance that she allowed him to make the call and set up the appointment.

The crew would be here tomorrow and, in the meantime, she would stay at his house with him and Neptune. The animal had been moved into the house the day after Carl passed away. It didn't seem right to leave him in the barn now. With the two of them tied up with all the arrangements, it was better if the dog were kept close by, to keep an eye on him. Besides that, Jessie felt that Miss Catherine was more comfortable with him around all the time.

There were many times he'd look into the living room of his modest house, to check up on her. He'd usually find her on the couch, her legs spread wide and Neptune's head stuck between them. He knew he should probably say something, after all Mr Carl was still waiting to be buried at that time, but he had decided against it. The contact with the animal was what she probably needed right then.

He's stand there and watch a while, as Neptune munched on her slick pussy, lapping up her juices as they flowed from within her. She never uttered a sound, lying there and letting Neptune have is way with her. Yes, he could tell she was enjoying it, but something seemed to be missing and he couldn't quite put his finger on it at that time It was only later he realized that she missed Carl's companionship, his touch and his smells. There were times he could see her crying, as well.

There were many nights he heard her crying in the night and he'd go to her to give some comfort. The first time he did it she reached out and grabbed his cock, still shriveled and small. She'd use her hands on him until his tool was rigid with blood, causing his cock veins to stand out and throb. Only then would she begin to suck on him and would continue to do so until she shot his load into her mouth and down her throat. Only after that did she seem able to sleep through the night. He felt guilty for allowing her to use him like that, but he also realized she was grieving and, by sucking on his cock or letting Neptune eat her pussy, it was her way of dealing with the major void in her life. She'd been married to Carl for a long time, and she missed him. While he wanted to badly fuck her, he held back, not wanting to take advantage of the situation. He figured that once she was ready for something to happen, she would let him know.

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Two weeks later Catherine cornered Jessie in the living room. She stood naked in front of him and gently pushed him back, until the back of his knees hit the edge of the couch, causing his to fall back into the softness of the cushions. Once she had his pants lowered she pulled out his cock and began to lash it with her tongue, pausing occasionally to suck it into the back of her mouth, pulling his foreskin down into her throat. She'd not fucked him for over a month now, and she was anxious to feel him inside of her again.

Neptune was lying across the room, curled up in his favorite corner. The smells coming from the two people across the room soon got his attention and his cock reacted properly. He sat up and moved closer to the action. He could see his mistresses round ass sticking up, almost in an invitation for him to come and take her, but he also know that once she was ready for him she would let him know. So he sat there and waited, his cock slowly emerging from his sheath, with his fluids already beginning to drip onto the carpet.

Jessie sat there and enjoyed the oral examination he was receiving. It had been a while since she'd sucked his cock and he was about to interrupt her. Not now. His eyes were closed and he was pinching his own nipples, already hard and hurting, but not with pain. He was once again feeling pleasure and was thankful for it. He badly wanted to fuck her right now, but decided it was up to her. Since she was the one who initiated all this, he thought it would only be fitting to let her do what she wanted to do, and when she wanted to do it. He wouldn't complain one bit.

After sucking on his cock for a while Catherine pulled off and licked down the length, stopping to lick and suck on his balls for a while. Once she was done there she urged him forward, until only the edge of his butt was balanced on the edge. She lifted his legs and pulled his pants and shorts the rest of the way off and then pushed them back towards the upper part of his body. Once they were in place she continued with her mouth and tongue. First she concentrated on the area just beneath his balls. What she liked to refer to as his 'most sensitive spot'. She'd lick the back of his balls for a while and then swipe her mouth over the area below that. His pumping of his hips let her know she was doing the right thing. After that she'd lick lower, until her mouth came to his brown hole, puckered in front of her mouth. She's stick out her tongue and gently licks over it, drawing moans of pleasure from him.

Jessie didn't move. He was enjoying the rimming Miss Catherine was giving him. He'd wanted to get her to do it a long time ago, but he knew how she felt about anything being done to her ass, so he didn't even try to get her to do it for him. Now that she was doing it though, he was pleasantly surprised and took advantage of the moment. He could feel her dip the end of her tongue as far into his hole as she could. Nothing had ever penetrated back there, so the opening was tight. Still, the feeling of her tongue against him was enough to keep his cock rock hard.

Reaching to her hips, Jessie pulled her around and got her to straddle his head, giving him access to her pussy, so he could use his mouth on her. In the course of moving her she had to give up licking his ass, but eagerly returned to licking his balls and then returning to his cock, where she took him as deep into her mouth as she could, savoring the feel of his cock head banging against the back of her throat.

Movement on the bed alerted the two of them that Neptune had joined in on the fun. He dipped his head and joined Catherine in licking Jessie's balls. When she moved away from his cock, Neptune went to wrapping his tongue around the tool, licking off his mistresses saliva and then lapping up the leaking pre cum Jessie was dripping.

They stay in that position for about twenty minutes, until Neptune got a shot of Jessie's cum, which he graciously shared with Catherine, and Jessie got his mouth full of Catherine's sweet juices, as well.

Once they were finished it was Neptune's turn to lick on Catherine for a while, twisting his tongue deep into her depths. At one point he accidentally nipped on her clit, causing a short, sharp pain.

"Ouch!" she screamed. "He bit me!" She couldn't believe that after all they'd done to, and for, each other, that the animal would bite her.

Drawing back her hand she slapped him on the nose.

Jessie had not time to stop her, as he lay there and watched with astonishment as she hit the pet.

"Miss Catherine!" he hollered at her. "He didn't mean it, he just got carried away."

"I don't care if he just got 'carried away', Jessie. That animal ever bites me again, I'll make sure it never happens again. You understand me?"

"Yes, Miss Catherine, I understand." He shook his head in frustration. Since Mr Carl's death he'd noticed a change in her personality. She had gotten a little meaner to him, as well. She'd also gotten demanding, something she'd never been before. While he realized she was still in shock from losing her husband of so many years, he was still a little leery of what was happening and promised himself that he'd keep an eye on her.

After the bite the atmosphere wasn't the same and Catherine got up from the bed and retreated to the shower. Once Jessie could hear the water running he went over to Neptune, knelt down and petted the animal, talking to him as he did.

"Don't worry, boy. I'm not gonna let her do anything to you. I's sorry she hit you like that. I know it was an accident and, I think she does, too. She's not in her right mind now, so we have to be patient with her."

He stood up, reaching to his back to ease the pain from straightening up. Standing there for a few minutes, he rubbed his back and gradually the pain subsided and he was able to cross to the other side of room and get his clothes on. As he was sitting on the bed, putting on his shoes, Catherine came out of the bathroom, wearing nothing, and sat on the bed beside him.

"I'm sorry, Jessie," she apologized. I don't know what got into me. He bit me! I was scared for a minute." She looked over to Neptune and got up to cross the room and apologize to the animal. As she got closer Neptune surprised her by growling at her, baring his teeth.

"Don't you dare snap at me!" she told him. Then she reached back to swing at him again but Neptune saw it coming and got out of the way. He crawled under the bed and stayed there. No amount of coaxing from either Jessie or Catherine could persuade him to come out.

"Miss Catherine," Jessie said to her, as he looked into her eyes, "you can't be treating him like that! Look at all the good things he's done for you. There was no cause to try and hit him again. He's just spooked that you hit him the first time. I don't think anyone's ever raised a hand to him and he's reacting the only way he knows how.

"Well, he better never do it again, Jessie. Never again!" She stomped out of the room, grabbing her robe from the chair by the door as she left.

Jessie could only stand there and stare at the open doorway.

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The next day, as Catherine was walking from her house down to Jessie's place, Neptune came out to meet her, his tail wagging. He was looking forward to having some fun with her and was welcoming her back to Jessie's.

As she got closer to the animal she was glad to see he'd apparently forgotten how she'd treated him yesterday. Once he got closer to her she knelt down, waiting for him to get closer. Once he was there, for some unexplainable reason, she cuffed him upside his head.

"Don't you ever snap at me, or growl at me again, you mutt!" she sneered.

Neptune didn't know what was wrong with his mistress. He'd always been good to her and now she was treating him badly. He lay still, on his belly, as Catherine got up and proceeded to the house. Once she was inside he headed back to the barn, but he didn't stop there. Instead he kept going and he was going to make sure he didn't come back to this place again.

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Jessie and Catherine sat on the side of the bed, both naked and out of breath. They'd just finished a suck session on each other and each was looking forward to something more, as soon as they caught their breaths.

"Have you seen Neptune?" Jessie asked her.

"I ran into him on the way over here and petted him," she lied, "but he didn't follow me here. I haven't seen him since."

"That's strange," Jessie responded. "He's usually here while were busy and it's not like him to be here and be a part of all this."

"I know. I missed his tongue digging into me this time."

"I'm sure he'll be here shortly," Jessie said, but she could tell by the sound of his voice that he was concerned.

"Jessie," she said, to get his attention.

"Yes?"

"I want you on top this time. I want to feel your hard cock deep inside of me and it's sooooooooooooo deep in there when you're on top."

"Ok, Miss Catherine. I like that way, too. Let's me work on those wonderful titties of yours."

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, YYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSS, Jessie," she swooned. "I love to have you suck on my nipples while you're pumping me full of your cum."

Lying on the bed, she spread her legs.......an open invitation for him to climb on top and fuck the hell out of her. He quickly took his position and watched as she grabbed his cock and guided it into her hole, feeling the enveloping warmth of her as he entered. He took his time, as he usually did, and slowly slid his length all the way into her, until his cock head was probing her uterus. Once he was settled into her as deep as he could go, he began to pick up the pace. In no time he was pounding into her as hard as he could.

After five minutes or so the first chest pain hit him.

Hit him hard!

It was only the strength of his arms that held him up. He concentrated on staying up, not wanting to collapse on top of her. He knew his weight would crush the breath out of her lungs, and maybe hurting her at the same time.

Then the second pain struck!

This time he wasn't able to stay up on his arms. He fell on top her, with a thud.

"Jessie," she yelled at him.

No answer.

"Jessie," this time louder.

Still, no answer.

Then she realized he'd stopped breathing! She tried to push him off of her, but couldn't get into a good position to move him. When he'd fallen on her he'd trapped one of her arms between them. She'd been stroking her clit as he fucked her, and how it was stuck there. Try as she could, she could barely move it.

It was then that she started to panic.

"Jessie! This isn't funny, Jessie!"

Jessie didn't move. His heart had finally decided it was time to quit working and, as he thrust his cock into her for the last time in his life, his aorta burst and he instantly died, never feeling a thing. It was sudden, quicker then Carl's death only a few weeks ago.

Now Catherine regretted the fact that Jessie had a feather mattress. With his weight on top of her, she'd sunk deeper into the mattress and was completely unable to move. She was starting to panic, too. It was getting harder and harder for her to breath, as well.

She struggled to move her arm, wanting to get out from under her lover, but still unable to.

Now she regretted treating Neptune so badly. Perhaps, if he were here, he'd have been able to help her move Jessie. Now she was stuck here, under a dead man, with no way to get any help.

She felt the panic of earlier return. She continued to struggle, making it more difficult to breath with each movement.

Then she realized she might be stuck here for a while and the panic grew, her blood pressure rose and her adrenaline started to pump into her veins at a faster rate, causing her heartbeat to also accelerate.

The last thing she remembered was she was stuck on a bed, with a black man on top of her, his cock embedded in her pussy, and she had no way to get away.

Her heart finally gave out and, with a release of her last breath, she died beneath him.

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Four months later, after no one had heard from them, someone came to the house to see what had happened. The grocer, from whom they'd gotten their groceries and supplies, entered the main house, calling her name and getting no answer. Next he went to Jessie's place, noticing the truck was still in the driveway. He knocked on the door, got no answer, then went inside, calling out Jessie's name here, as well. Again, no answer.

He left the house and went to the barn.

No one there, either.

He never explored further into either house. He felt he was invading someone's privacy, so he left the farm and returned to his business, the incident soon forgotten.
In the bedroom of Jessie's house were two bodies, one on top of the other, in a pose suggesting two lovers in the throes of love making.

No one came back to the house for almost 2 years, leaving it as though abandoned.

After that long absence of life, John Hendricks came to the house. He'd been Carl's business partner and he wanted to know what had happened to his partner.
Like the grocer, he found no one in the main house.

He walked to Jessie's, knocking on the door before entering.

The stench that had once been there was long gone by now, replaced with the smell of dust and neglect. His feet left their prints in the dust on the floor as he walked through the house. He found nothing in the living room, the dining room, or the bathroom. His last glance in the bedroom also confirmed that no one was there, either. He turned around and left the house.

If he'd looked closer he would've found the skeletons of two people, still lying on the bed, one on top of the other.

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Kitten

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Kitten

 

My wife and I had hired Kitten, the young girl who lives down the street, to baby-sit our kids on several occasions. She had always done a good job, and the kids really liked her. On top of that, she is a total hottie. Her long brown hair framed her cute face perfectly. Plus, her budding little breasts have filled out nicely over the past few months.

 

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yle="margin: 0in 0in 0pt">My wife was out of town visiting her mother, and I had to go to a last minute business dinner. I called Kitten who agreed to come over and watch the kids. I told her that I would probably not be back until after ten o'clock. Since school was nearly out for the summer, she had no homework and readily agreed to baby-sit.

 

The dinner was a real bore. My sales manager droned on and on about the "bottom line." Since the company was picking up the tab, I had a few too many cocktails. Luckily, the meeting broke up early, and I headed home.

 

Entering my house, I looked forward to spending some time chatting with Kitten and admiring her tight, petite body. The house was quiet. I checked the kids' rooms to find that they were safely asleep in their beds. However, there was no sign of Kitten.

 

As I made my way up the stairs to my bedroom, I heard faint moans and murmurs. Stepping as lightly as I could, I approached the partly open door. I peered in to see Kitten lying on my king size bed wearing nothing but the dress shirt I had worn to work yesterday. Her tiny body seemed even smaller in my shirt on the huge bed. Her slender legs were spread far apart, her eyes were closed, and her hands were working slowly and methodically on her pussy and clitoris.

 

My cock began to tingle and enlarge as I watched Kitten pleasure herself. Her breath rate increased with the speed of her finger movements. From the way her hips started to undulate, it was obvious she was approaching a climax.

 

"Oh, yes, Mr. Gray," she whispered. "Fuck me just like that." Her mouth opened wide and she emitted a heavy sigh. "Oh, Mr. Gray, make me come," she moaned.

 

My erection was straining the fabric of my pants. I stepped closer to get a full view of her incredible performance. Unfortunately, the floor squeaked as I moved. Before I could retreat from her view, her eyes flew open, and she glared at me with a look of embarrassed horror.

 

"Oh, Mr. Gray," she whimpered, pulling the shirt closed and clamping her legs together. "I'm so sorry! You're home early." She was still panting from her near-orgasmic experience.

 

Suddenly feeling like a Peeping Tom, I was at a loss for words. Realizing that my pants were bulging, I turned sideways hoping that she wouldn’t notice. However, I saw her ogling my crotch.

 

"Please don't tell my parents, Mr. Gray," she pleaded.

 

"I won't, Kitten,” I heard myself stutter. “Um, I'll go down stairs so that you can get dressed."

 

"Mr. Gray, I'm so sorry," she said, tears welling in her eyes.

 

She looked so beautiful and vulnerable. Her smooth skin was a light, glowing pink - most likely because of her waning arousal. I could see the tips of her hardened nipples poking at the thin material of my shirt.

 

"Kitten," I said softly, “you're wearing my shirt."

 

She lowered her eyes momentarily before glancing at me. In the few seconds it took for her to respond, I could see a definite change in her demeanor. "I, um, `cuz I like the way it smells," she said coyly, spreading her legs slightly.

 

My mind was spinning. My cock was swollen. My eyes could do nothing but gaze at the young, virginal beauty lying nearly naked before me.

 

"Mr. Gray, I've...," her voice trailed off and her eyelids fluttered. "I really like you. Sometimes, I dream about, like, being with you, you know?"

 

"I'm old enough to be your father, Kitten. You should be dreaming about boys your own age," I managed to blurt out, trying to act the sensible adult.

 

She tilted her head and looked at me from under her long eyelashes. "They're just boys. I want a man."

 

It felt like it was one hundred degrees in the room. My brain was foggy from alcohol, sexual tension, and the fear that I would ruin my life if I succumbed to her apparent invitation.

 

"Don't you like me, Mr. Gray?" she asked in a whisper. "The boys at school are so fumbly. I know you wouldn't be that way,” she asserted confidently. Suddenly her eyes got big and she blurted excitedly, “And I know you've had a vasectomy. Mrs. Gray told me once when I asked her whether you would have more children."

 

"Kitten, you should get dressed. I'll wait down stairs and then take you..."

 

"Didn't you like what you saw when you came home?" she interrupted, spreading her gorgeous legs apart. She opened the shirt to display her entire body to me. "I'm really wet, Mr. Gray, and I need to come."

 

I was amazed at her forthrightness. I would never have dreamed she would come on to me so blatantly.

 

"Please" Kitten continued "I promise I won't tell. I just really need to come," she bit her lip and looked at me from behind her hair, making herself seem even more vulnerable and young. She opened her lips about an inch and ran her moist tongue between them. I glanced between her legs to peer at her labia. They were swollen and open like the petals of a deep pink flower. They glistened with her natural lubrication; begging for my attention.

 

Out if the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse of my trousers. A dark, wet spot had formed where my seminal fluid had soaked through the fabric.

 

My thoughts were racing. Child molesting, loss of job, prison, adultery, divorce, child support: the numerous repercussions of satisfying Kitten's desire kept me from thinking straight. I suddenly recalled that an attorney friend had once told me that the age of consent in our state is sixteen. Although I had known Kitten for a few years, I had no true idea of her age.

 

"How old are you?" I asked.  

 

Kitten spread her legs a bit more, giving me a complete view of her pussy. As a teasing contrast to this, she used her hands to pull down the shirt to cover a tiny bit of the view. "I turned sixteen last week," she said, biting her lower lip. The shirt she was wearing fell open a bit, exposing her young, firm breast and its bright, pink nipple to me. "Won't you help me, Mr. Gray?"

 

I sighed audibly at hearing her admit her age. At least the possibility of criminal prosecution was seemingly eliminated. Blood surged through the vessels in my penis when she pled for my assistance.

 

She was so tiny, so delicate - surely no more than five feet tall and weighing less than one hundred pounds. Her lithe arms seemed to have been perfectly sculpted to meet her angular shoulders. Her lovely neck begged for my lips and tongue.

 

I took a step toward her. My will power was giving in to my lust for this beautiful, young girl. For the first time I caught the sweet scent of her body. I inhaled deeply to savor her essence and could also detect the unmistakable musky smell of her feminine lubrication. No man could create an aphrodisiac as compelling as the steamy aroma of a wet, virgin, cunt awaiting its first use. 

 

But, could I trust her? Would she expect me to be her "boyfriend?" And if she did, would any expression of rejection cause her to reveal what we did to her parents, or worse, to my wife? I knew Kitten was level headed, but the doubt stopped me in my tracks. Was she mature enough to realize that my family life and her future are more important than our immediate carnal desires?

 

"Kitten," I said somewhat forcefully, "if I touch you, you need to know that it is through sexual impulse, not a romantic desire. If you are looking for a suitor, this must stop now. It's surely obvious to you that I want you right now as much as you want me. But, other than that primal need, we could not have a meaningful relationship."  

 

Kitten nodded; eyes large. "Oh yes, I understand, Mr. Gray. I'd never tell anyone. And I know you can't be with my `cuz you have your family and stuff...but...," she let the oversized shirt fall down over her other shoulder, now exposing both her breasts, "you can still help me out...like, just this once can't you?"

 

Her plea was music to my ears. I moved to the bed and sat beside her. She tossed the shirt off her arms and flung them around my neck. Our mouths met in a crushing, passionate kiss. From the way she attempted to shove her tongue down my throat, it was obvious that she had had practice in “making out.” I wondered what other experiences she might have had in her few years on the earth.

 

I withdrew my mouth from hers and trailed my lips over her chin to her neck. Licking my lips, I kissed her throat. I could feel the sweet vibration of her moans as she became more aroused. I glanced at her right breast. Roughly the size of an orange, it was firm and pert. The nipple was taut and distended. I savored that view as I licked her lovely neck, then trailed my tongue across her chest and wrapped my wet lips around her lovely teat. It was rock hard; perfect for sucking and nibbling.

 

As if by instinct, my right hand slid up her inner thigh. When my fingers reached her engorged bud, she emitted a quick gasp.

 

“All you alright, Kitten?” I inquired while I sucked eagerly on her nipple.

 

“Oh, yes,” she panted. “I just never dreamed it would feel that good.” Kitten began to rock her hips in unison with the movements of my fingers. Lowering my hand, I traced my middle finger up and down the open slit that was the entry to the joys of her wonderful body.

 

“Hasn’t anyone ever touched you there before?”

 

“Sorta,” she moaned, suddenly becoming more demure. “But only when I had jeans on.”

 

I felt a burst of machismo. She was indeed a virgin – in the purest sense of the concept. My heart raced at the anticipation of deflowering this little vixen with my hands, mouth, and cock.    

 

I was mesmerized by the feeling of her diminutive body pressed against me. My cock, unfortunately still encased in my pants, rested against the silky, smooth skin of her right thigh. I alternated my mouth back and forth between her sweet nipples. As her moans and soft whimpers grew louder, I slowly slid my finger into her. The sensations of her warmth and tightness were exhilarating. I couldn't wait to taste the essence of her beckoning teen pussy.

 

"Kitten," I whispered with my lips still touching her left nipple, "you’ve never felt a mouth between your legs, have you?"        

 

Kitten had thrown her head back, savoring every movement of my fingers; every wet trace my kissing and sucking left on her breasts and nipples. She forced herself to lift her head and open her eyes. "No." she admitted softly, biting her lower lip, "But I'd like to."

 

I arose to my knees, stripped the tie from around my neck, and shed my shirt as quickly as I could. I peered at her naked body spread on the bed as I released my belt and tugged at the snap and zipper of my pants. In one rush of movement I removed my trousers and boxers; allowing my erection to be proudly exposed to my impending conquest. Kitten stared at my cock for several seconds. Her mouth fell open and her eyes glared in disbelief.

 

“Oh, my God,” she murmured slowly.

 

“You alright?” I asked for the second time.

 

Her gaze left my cock and we made eye contact. “It’s so,” she paused. “It’s…I didn’t think it would be “that” big.”

 

“You haven’t seen a man’s cock before?”

 

“Well, I’ve seen my brother’s. But, it wasn’t, like, big and stiff like yours.”

 

“Have you ever touched one?”

 

She looked away from me momentarily, then focused on my organ again. “I, ah, like rubbed a couple boys’ cocks. But, they had their pants on. I think they liked what I did though.”

 

“How so,” I asked, tossing my remaining clothes to the side.

 

“Cuz they squirmed around and their jeans got wet spots on `em.” She had a mischievous gleam in her eye.

 

“Oh, then I’m sure they liked what you did. You made them come,” I commented, hopeful that I would be feeling her touch in a matter of seconds. “Want to touch mine?”

 

She raised her torso onto her elbows and took a closer look at my package. “Duh?” she commented humorously. “I’ve wanted to see and touch your cock since the first time you took me home after baby-sitting. I kinda dreamed about what it would look and feel like, but I never…”

 

As her statement trailed off, she swung her legs gracefully under her until she was kneeling on the bed in front of me. She reached toward it with her right hand and traced her slim fingers up and down the length of my shaft. As she apparently felt more confident in her movements, she wrapped her tiny, adolescent hand around its girth.

 

“Wow,” she said with awe in her voice, “I can barely close my hand around it.”

 

She slid her hand up and down, softly at first, then began to apply more pressure. It was obvious she had virtually no experience because she was soon gripping me too tightly.

 

“Easy!” I scolded. “Remember, there are no clothes between us.”

 

As she eased her grip, my pleasure increased. She leaned closer to me and used both hands, one over the other. I reveled in the velvety softness of her caress and the comparative size of her body and mine. She leaned her body closer and closer to me, seemingly drawn to my cock. I reached down and ran my hands through the silky strands of her long hair.

 

“You want me to suck it?” She whispered, shifting her gaping eyes toward mine.

 

I nearly came just hearing her question. “I’d love that, Kitten.”

 

She licked her lips. “You’ll, like, hafta tell me if I don’t do it right, Okay?”

 

“Oh, I’m not too worried about that. I think you’ll catch on right away.”

 

I coaxed her head toward me with my hands. She dutifully opened her lovely mouth and lowered it over the head of my cock. The warm sensation was tremendous. As soon had she taken the tip in her mouth, she lifted off me and cleared her throat. Licking her lips again, she tried to plunge further down on me.

 

“That’s sweet, Kitten,” I said softly. “Hold it in your mouth and get used to the feeling.” I was in heaven. “Now, move your tongue around on it.”

 

She started swirling her tongue in circles against the underside of the head of my cock. It was barely in her mouth, but the contorted appearance on her face indicated that her jaws were opened to the limit. After a few seconds, she was miraculously able to lower her succulent lips up and down over the upper half of my shaft.

 

I could feel a tingle behind my scrotum and realized that if I allowed her to continue, I would soon be spurting long before I wanted to. With my hands, I signaled her to disengage. She laid back on the bed and spread her legs again.

 

“Was that okay?” she asked hopefully.

 

“For your first time, that was more than okay,” I responded as I nestled over her between her legs. “Maybe some other time I can let you practice some more,” I suggested. I could feel the heat from her pussy wafting up to my belly.

 

She kissed me again, sliding her hot tongue into my mouth. “It was cool. I could feel your veins and stuff kinda throbbing in my mouth.”

 

“You definitely made me throb, sweetie. Now, you still want to feel my mouth between your legs?”

 

“Oh, yes, Mr. Gray, I still do.”

 

Lowering myself down her little body I took position between her thighs. I thought of teasing her with kisses and nibbles, but decided that time was of the essence. Should one of the kids awaken and walk in on us, it would indeed be difficult to explain what Daddy was doing to the baby-sitter. I got up quickly, went to the door, closed and locked it, and dived back between those sleek, virgin legs.

 

I held her thighs in my hands and lifted them until they were perpendicular to her body. Lowering my face, I started just between her anus and vulva and licked up her sweet slit until I reached the soft wisp of pubic hair above it.

 

“Oh, God,” Kitten squealed.

 

I covered her pussy with my mouth, allowing my upper lip to connect with her clitoris while my tongue probed the entrance to her vagina. It was the sweetest tasting pussy I could remember. Her body tensed and began to tremble. Her breathing became short and raspy.

 

“Oh, God, oh God,” Kitten kept repeating softly, as if it were her cunnilingus-receiving mantra. 

 

From the short probings of my tongue, I could sense how tight and undisturbed her vagina was. Her clitoris, which felt tiny when I first touched it, seemed to have grown twice as large. When she fell silent suddenly, I sensed that she was nearing the edge. I concentrated on her swollen bud, sucking it gently between my lips.

 

For a moment, it appeared she had stopped breathing altogether. Then, she exhaled with a deep, low moan. I had hit pay dirt. She ground her pussy against my mouth as an orgasm swept through her petite body. I glanced up to see her throwing her head back and forth on the pillow; savoring her first non-self-induced climax. The expression on her face was one of celestial pleasure. Knowing I had given her such pleasure, my cock pulsed with growing eagerness to experience the feeling of entering her divine depths.

 

“God!” she cried, louder than I had wanted. I hoped she had not stirred the children. “Oh, God, yes,” she commented again more softly.

 

Wiping my mouth of her juices and my saliva, I slowly slithered up her body until our mouths met again. Her kiss was a combination of passion and gratitude. She sucked my tongue and lavished me with her appreciative lips.

 

“Mr. Gray,” she said after drawing away, “I can’t…I mean, like…that was sooo cool.”

 

“Yes, it was,” I agreed.

 

Suddenly she began to giggle. “Wow!”

 

“Shhh,” I cautioned her, “we don’t want to awaken the little ones.”

 

“Oh, I’m sorry,” she said again with a giggle in her voice. “It’s just, like, that was the best.”

 

“You flatter me,” I replied. I could feel the wetness of her opening against my stomach as I lay upon her, my weight supported on my elbows. I was dying to get inside her. “You want to feel something that might be even better than “the best?”

 

“You mean…?”

 

“What you were fantasizing about when I walked in on you,” I stated flatly.

 

She looked at me with a worried, blank stare. “You mean, you fucking me?”

 

“Only if you’re sure you want that,” I said, not knowing what I would do with my raging hard on if she declined.

 

It didn’t take long for her to respond. “Yes,” she said and kissed me tenderly. “I want you to fuck me.”

 

I moved deeper between her legs and pressed he head of my cock against the hot wetness of her open pussy lips. With a slight movement of my hips, the head slipped into her tight orifice. Suddenly, a serious thought flashed in my hedonism-soaked mind. Since she is a virgin, there might be the risk of blood.

 

“Just a second,” I said, jumping off the bed.

 

“But,” she protested.

 

As I made my way to my dresser, I calmed her. “Just a little precaution.” I scrounged in a drawer until I found an old pair of sweat pants that my wife had wanted me to discard for months. Returning to the bed, I lifted her light frame and slipped the fabric under her tight little ass.

 

“There,” I said, “now we’re ready to resume.”

 

Once again I placed myself between her gorgeous legs and pressed the head of my cock against her. She was so tight it seemed that it may be impossible to steal her modesty. Lunging forward, I felt the head slide into her deliciously wet and tight sheath.

 

“Oh,” she yelped. “It hurts.”

 

“Let’s take this as slowly as we can,” I reassured her. Holding the inch or so of my cock in her, I caressed her breasts and nibbled on her left nipple. “You let me know when it feels comfortable.”

 

“It’s so big,” she whispered. “I…I don’t know…”

 

I moved out a bit and pressed further into her. Her internal heat was unreal. “How’s that?”

 

“Better”, she whimpered.

 

I lunged forward until nearly half of my organ was buried inside her. At that point, I felt a slight obstruction. Relaxing until her taut vagina nearly pushed me out, I shoved my cock further until the obstruction gave way.

 

“Oh, God,” she reacted violently. “No, no, no,” she pleaded, “it hurts. It’s too big.”

 

Her whole body was tense with apprehension and fear. “Just give it a little time. Relax. Let your body adjust to the sensation.”

 

She was nearly panting. Her breasts heaved with every breath. Small beads of sweat had formed on her forehead. I was afraid that she had made the decision that she could not go through with satisfying her fantasy and my fantastic reality.

 

I stayed completely still, except for the involuntary twitching of my semi-enclosed cock. I continued to stroke her breasts and started nibbling on her neck. The urge to slide all the way inside her body was nearly overpowering.

 

“Here,” I said, “I’ll take it out a little.” I backed out an inch or so. “Now I’ll go back in where I was before. How’s that?”

 

“It still hurts,” she whined.

 

“I’ll do it again. There, out, and back in again. Look down at my cock, Kitten,” I suggested. She complied by arising to her elbows and peering between her legs. “See, I’m fucking you.”

 

“Yes,” she hissed. An expression of marvel began to overtake her pretty face. “Yes, you’re fucking me. God, I can’t believe your big cock is inside me.”

 

I kept moving slowly. With every stroke I entered her a little more. “Has it stopped hurting?”

 

“Yes, it feels much better,” she whispered, still ogling my cock as it glided deeper and deeper with each stroke. “Yes, Mr. Gray, you’re fucking me.”

 

She was so tight I could feel every fold and small ridge of her internal duct. I wasn’t sure if I could remain in control of my urge to come much longer. “Does it feel good, Kitten?”

 

She shifted her gaze to my eyes and reclined on the bed. “Yes,” she panted. “God, yes. It feels good.”

 

Her body relaxed and she spread her legs even farther apart to allow me unfettered admission to her. I began to rotate my hips in small circles, continuing my incursion into her young, virgin pussy. Although I consciously tried not to, I involuntarily quickened my pace until I was pumping in and out of her. Finally, I was all the way in; feeling our pubic mounds meet at the end of each stroke.

 

“Oh, God,” she cried, wrapping her arms around my neck. “Oh, God, you’re fucking me!”

 

“Shhh,” I cautioned again. “Remember the kids.”

 

“”Yes,” she cooed softly. “Oh, oh, oh…”

 

I looked down at her and drank in the delight of the changing expressions on her face. The muscles in her brows were contorted and her mouth was opening wide. It appeared that she was at once interpreting sensations that were unique to her and at the same time trying to cope with a rising sensation of arousal. She wore a mask of pain and pleasure.

 

I continued a steady rhythm sliding in and out of her ever-expanding vagina. I was careful not to lose control and pummel her as hard as I truly wanted. I could feel myself reaching the breaking point and hoped I wouldn’t disappoint her by finishing before she had peaked.

 

“Oh, God, oh, God,” she began to chant again. “Make me come, Mr. Gray,” she pleaded. “Oh, make me come!”

 

Just as I felt the semen begin to pump through my prostate, she let loose. Her narrow hips began rocking up and down and swaying in circles, adding to the immense pleasure of my orgasm.

 

“I’m coming,” she hissed through her teeth, then emitted another low moan of deep satisfaction.

 

We writhed together in the ecstasy of sensual release for a few more seconds before I collapsed onto her sweat covered body. She took my face in her hands and covered it with kisses of gratefulness, which I returned enthusiastically.

 

“Kitten,” I said, drawing a few inches from her face, “that was marvelous.”

 

She opened and closed her eyes slowly. “Oh, yeah,” she cooed. “You were right, that was even better than your mouth.” She giggled, then continued, “I can’t believe it. God…”

 

I glanced at the clock on the bedside table. It was nearly eleven o’clock. Her parents may be getting concerned and call to see why she was so late. True reality snuck back into my head, and I again felt the pangs of horror at what I had just done.

 

“Kitten, this needs to be our secret. We can’t tell anyone about this,” I said somewhat more sternly than I had intended.

 

“I know. I won’t say anything about it.”

 

“Good,” I congratulated her. “We’d better get cleaned up so I can take you home.”

 

“I know. But, I don’t really want to go. It feels so good with you inside me.”

 

I couldn’t agree with her more. But, I had come back to reality. When I pulled out of her luscious pussy, I noticed a slight trickle of pink fluid had seeped from her and onto the sweat pants. I knew I would need to throw them away once she left.

 

She went to the bathroom to clean up while I straightened the bed and got into my clothes. I suggested she use one of my wife’s panty liners to catch any additional liquid that might leak out of her on the way home. I checked to see if the kids were alright, then we exited the house for the short drive.

 

When we arrived at her parents’ house, she made sure nobody was looking out the windows. She gave me another long kiss and hug while my car sat in the driveway.

 

“Thank you, Mr. Gray,” she whispered. “You know I’ll never forget tonight.”

 

“I won’t either, you can bet on that,” I replied. “Oh, I almost forgot,” I said reaching for my wallet, “your payment for baby-sitting.” I withdrew a twenty dollar bill and handed it to her.

 

“Wow, that seems like a bonus,” she giggled. “Call me if you need me to watch the kids again, okay?”

 

A thought flashed through my mind. “Well, my wife will be gone until the day after tomorrow. I might need you again tomorrow night.”

 

“What Time?” she asked with a twinkle in her eye.

   

 

      

 

   

 

 

 

  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  

 

 

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